Reading MarQuez again

It is satisfying to wake up at 11 on a monday when the whole world is in a hurry to start its weekly chores. But thats the reward you get if you work on weekends .
I went upto my room to play the guitar,but my fingers numb to do nothing of that sort . Decided to do some reading and picked up one hundred years of solitude. This book was one of those early books which when i finished reading didnt make sense at all . Though I knew that this was Marquez's master piece ,it did not make sense when i read it years back . I had read it again with much difficulty to understand why it was written that way . The title itself was a misnomer ,I thought ,when i finished reading it . But I knew I was definitely wrong since a book acclaimed by many should have something in it .Then I embarked on a journey on the net at the end of which I was lifted to higher level from where i could observe the residents of Macondo with more awareness.If you studied Marquez and did not get it ,this should be a good start http://www.readinggroupguides.com/guides/one_hundred_years_of_solit.asp

I completed it again and this time I observed a few things which i wasnt able to do in my last 3 readings .Or is it me and my Illusion ?

CARTOONS :
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These days it has become a habit watch cartoons before sleep . Returning home at 10:00 pm and seeing the whole family tear-jerking over soaps makes me puke.The word mega serial makes me go into fits . Thank god my home is one of those blessed homes in this country where there is more than one television. I goto my room and start to channel surf and inevitably endup with cartoon network or pogo or animax.Most times its Looney tunes at 11:30 . I laugh out every time when Bugs says "Hey wassup Doc " .

Some how the sight of anthromorphized animals going around dishing out wise ass comment makes me ROFL .My mom gives me the worried look whenever I laugh out loud . Which mother wouldnt be worried ,if her son is a computer programmer,returns home close to midnight,locks himself in his room and laughs the hell out. Let me not digress from the headline . Seriously folks cartoons have always been there in my life from the start .I remember going to a next door neighbhour's place ,on sunday mornings,to watch "He-man and the Masters of the Universe" ,at those times when my dad couldnt afford to buy a TV .I remember skeletor and He-man dueling it out and transformation of Cringer into the brave giant tiger . I remember kids screaming He-man ,power of grey skull.In those days of only doordarshan, it was a luxury to watch cartoons .I must have been 7 or 8 at that time.

I do not remember watching any other animated serials till I was atleast 12 years old. It was then Shazaam for a year . I frankly do not remember anything from it except for the magical word shazam . captain Marvel and his cohort's adventures made me wear a towel around my neck and shout shazam . Its kind of funny when you can recall your dumb childhood antiques.


Tom & Jerry were always around it seems .I do not recall where I first saw them . But I remember drawing Tom and jerry at the back of my mathematics question papers as early as fourth standard after my friend prasanna taught how simple it was to draw them .He was one hell of an artist for a 11 year old kid .I do not know where he is or what he does .How many of you know what all your fifth standard benchmate is doing ,none I am sure . Thank Hanna-Barbera for those two little lovely bastards .

Jungle book is one animated serial I still remember in a vivid detail .I guess I was a little more older to observe the color and music or may it was my first tryst with manga. Sher Khan's entry with that majestic back ground score will mesmerise me even now Cartoon fever then took over with Duck Tales,Looney Tunes and the gang.

Now I realise how much cartoon I have watched over the years . I thought I will jot down a couple of paragraphs and now I realise I can write a hundred pages about them.

As of now the #1 on my favorite list is Mr-Bean the animated series


Until my next post ,which I dont know when it might be , "rest easy doc"

BEING A LONG HAIR




Its kind of funny when you know that people are staring at you ,but you dont wanna look back at them . Heads turn back when i walk on the road. Some guys raise their eye brows in WWE superstar Rock's style and gimme the WTF look . Women giggle among themselves .Freddy has turned out to be a Nostradamus . The worst embarrasment I had was ,when i was walking on the foot overbridge between East and west Tambaram ,a middle aged person saw me and told to his child " Hey Kudumi paaru Kudumi Paaru " <>.I cant imagine my precious possession turning out to be a butt of ridicule. I wish I could have just turned back and given that guy a knuckle sandwich for deriding my USP . Since I profess to be a pacifist ,I had to ignore it and walk on.

Life at office is not that bad . I have another pony tail for company at the company ;-). we both give ourselves the respectful nod to each other when we cross each other. Its like an acknowledgement that we are part of some kind of brother hood . Or lemme put it this way , it more like the nod harley riders give to each other when on the freeway.My Company thankfully seems to appreciate this . I sit next to my project manager and it has not caused any ripples.I have had a very bad run with the authority just because of my long hair .I always wanted to be a long hair since i was a fresher ,but the ruffians at my college a.k.a the faculty did not allow me to do it .Now with all those years behind me,its time to let the hair down,literally ;-) .
I found this site http://www.choisser.com/longhair singularly helpful in allaying my fears on hair loss
A gallery of long haired men : http://homepage.mac.com/pauljlucas/personal/men/gallery/