Jordon aka Katie Price would def agree to that definitely. But Tamil actor-director Parthiban? Not likely.
First he complained of Chennaionline.com illegally selling his books of poems online and then a day after, when the company’s officials furnished proof that they were in fact, asked to do so by the actor himself, he amended his statement but not without adding that it was the portal’s fault for not corresponding with him since.
Time for a new secretary, maybe, Parthiban? 

Chennai – what are your plans for this Saturday night? How does an evening on the beach, jigging to some cool live music sound? And for a good cause too.
If you are interested, then join in and help clean up the beaches.
Oh, in case I forgot to mention, my sister-in-law is going to be singing!

 
A few weeks back, a top television presenter was caught on camera doing 70 mph on a busy motorway – chatting on his mobile phone. Jeremy Clarkson is well known to Britons and to see him chatting away whilst driving his Merc was too much for the public to bear. A vigilant passerby took a picture of him gabbing away and passed it on to the Daily Mirror. The papers took him to task royally and furious members of the public wrote on public forums everywhere, asking for a serious …

As you can see from the above vid, there were cars, autos and other vehicles patiently waiting for the road to clear. The decibel level is pretty high too. This was taken at around 9 am in the morning. The same event occurred at 3.00 am that morning (or night – whichever way you look at it!). Understandably, I shot out of bed wondering what the racket was about.

Through bleary eyes, I noticed the devoted mass dancing in the streets. Whilst I do give it to them that they …

[Guest post by Ranju]

For the kick-starter, Rowing is a sport which is highly catching up in the city of Madras, thanks to Madras Boat Club. A membership here costs 50k for a year where in you will have put in 300 hours of rowing. As an annual event, the MBC conducts a Corporate Regatta which is aimed to bring in more people into this sport. In this regard, my friend’s mom, Neela, who has a production house of her own called Madras Houz, decided that it would be …

I came across this website entirely by accident and decided to blog about it straightaway. What a fantastic concept! Enough has been written about the state of the Chennai roads that it needs no clarification. Anyone who has experienced the bouncy, roller-coaster aspect of it has cribbed, complained and of course, blogged about it in great detail.
Now, we have a trio of enterprising youngsters who actually DO something about it. How very un-Indian! Mahesh Radhakrishnan, Vijay Anand and Divya Rajagopal decided to mark the 60th anniversary of our Independance in a slightly different way …

One of the biggest things I miss here in firang-land are the desi flowers – y’know, jasmine and its sisters that are strung up on a piece of string to adorn your lovely tresses. I absolutely love having flowers in my hair and long for it whenever I wear saree (once in a blue moon event!) here. And I kick myself for all the times my gran used to ask me “shall I get you some flowers?” and I had replied in the negative because I was wearing jeans. (Jeans …

Long before my parents moved to Besant Nagar, Grand Sweets, Adyar has been our chosen venue when shopping for sweets & savouries. Murukku, cheedai, kuzhi paniyaram – you name it, you’ll get it. Every time I make a trip home, I will make sure I pay at least a couple of visits to the place, to get my fill of it. It is the only shop I know that looks more like your grandma’s sprawling bungalow than a prosperous shop. Every morning and evening, one of the workers would even …

No, this is not the sequel to the much-acclaimed Driving Miss Daisy. This, my dear Chennaivasis, is the story of the battle we wage every day – on our roads. I am not talking only about their condition. I am, of course, talking about our road sense – or lack of it.
Though our country can never ever say with pride that its citizens are good drivers, I think gradually the standard has degenerated into absolutely appalling levels that these days it is a wonder if you can set foot outside …

Last Sunday, the three of us went to a fourth birthday lunch party. Typical desi get-together, with six kids and sixty adults gathered around a cake for a child’s party. Invitation said ’12 – 4pm’, so we timed it so we reached the venue by 12.30pm. Host was there but there was no sign of the wife or the birthday child, for that matter. They were home, getting ready. Right.
S tells me this is quite common in their circles. He has rarely gone for a party in his Telugu community …

I read this old post in one of my favourite blogs and it brought back to my mind some incidents from my own past. Events that had completely unnerved me and left an indelible mark on me. Nothing really drastic that nonetheless have scarred me for life.
Some of the earliest instances date back to the time when I used to travel by bus and the ‘studs’ used to pass leery comments. Crude, obnoxious remarks that were not at all for the ears of a twelve-year old. And then there …