Thought gaming apps couldn’t get better when you met Temple Run? All of us just fell in love with it. But wait till you get your hands on Temple Run 2. Yes! The part is out for download on ios but the android friendly version will soon follow.
Since I don’t own an i-phone, I pestered a colleague to download and install the app. And when she did, there was no stopping me. The game has been improved in every aspect possible (not complaining about the first one though, I still remain a loyal temple runner). The scenery has finer details, the chase has newer hurdles and traps and there are gems to collect. The chase has moved from just the plains to mines and hills. The monkey chasing the character is bigger. The points meter and the upgrades remain about the same. There are four characters for you to toggle with and unlike the previous one; they come with more than just cosmetic difference. The game controls remain the same – slide up, down, left and right.
What actually deserves applauds is the perfect balance of game credits won through the chase and purchased through actual currency. The balance keeps the interest alive unlike other games where you tend to give up after being prompted for purchase of credits repeatedly.
I couldn’t get my hands off the phone for the love of the game. I am already addicted. Temple Run 2 looks all set and intent to attract the attention of one and all.
In the present era, there are so many issues that have been successful in involving the county and uniting them as one. Cricket invariably features in list and occupies the top slot followed by country’s love of Bollywood. But the most recent unfortunate incident that shook the nation to its core was the Delhi Gang Rape Case.
It has been a month since the unfortunate day. With all due respect to the deceased girl, it is all that the country has talked about since the last month. The girl was subjected to the most heinous and brutal of crimes. Just imagining the events of the 45 minutes of the bus ride sends a shiver down the spine of the bravest of the souls. No punishment on the face of earth seems like appropriate for the accused. There have been a lot of posts of protest on Face book and twitter. And a lot of them have pointed out the lack of places where girls are actually safe from sexual abuse and harassment. And rightly so, as there have been abundant of unfortunate cases where a girl has been molested, raped or sexually harassed at home by own relatives.
Recently, three of us girls were sitting discussing things over lunch at office. The conversation invariably took a turn on the unfortunate incident at Delhi on 16th December. It kept flowing and came to the point where we confessed that all of us have either faced molestation at home or know a close friend who has been through the trauma.
The effect of such an incident on the girl’s mind is immeasurable. One part of her emotional and sexual aspect is marred forever. She can forget and forgive everything, but she can’t get around the fact that a family member outraged her modesty. Is a growing girl at home an easy target for there are chances that she will shut her mouth forever? However outspoken a girl might be the memory of the times makes the world around her collapse. It is a mammoth task to regain the confidence that was lost. I respect those girls who get over the fact and move on to better places in life and those men, who have the heart to respect and accept these women and to understand that it was not their fault, and those parents who support their daughters in such testing times.
There have been inappropriate remarks from various corners of politics about women and the gang rape case. I heard somebody on radio say “Even in today’s world, some of us are travelling on the highway of mentality and some are still on the age-old Kuchcha Roads. When these two intersect, those are the times when people have the guts to come up and make such derogatory remarks.” I would say the situation has been very nicely put. There are a string of demands by the protestors about reforming the law in the constitution to make it stricter against rape victims. Allow me to point a very important aspect of this scenario. Even as this case is waiting closure (which is a long, long way to go),
there are hundreds of such cases lost between the innumerable dates and mounds of files. Many more have not even been registered. And a lot of women have just given up on it.
Making laws tougher is good, establishing fast track courts is even better. But maybe what India does need at this point and time is awakening that in the molestation and rape incidents, 99.999 times of 100, it is not the woman’s fault. A woman is not an item for recreation and a young girl at home does not mean she is food for somebody’s damned sexual appetite.
Yesterday, I happened to go to KFC, Forum Value Mall for a quick bite after office with a friend. The queue was short and it was our turn to order in no time. I was pleasantly surprised when I found out that the staff taking orders at the counter was a person with a disability. He could not hear or speak. He gestured with his hands towards the menu and guided us through the process of placing the order.
English: KFC restaurant, Total Mall, Old Airport road, Bangalore, India. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I was impressed. It is such a novel initiative by KFC India, and such a respectful way of employment for people with disability. Trust me when I say, these people were no less efficient than other employees. They manage their tasks perfectly well.
I had a conversation with the Shift Manager. There is another KFC franchisee store at Total Mall, Bangalore which has taken up the same initiative. This is a step ahead for Social Responsibility by KFC, India. It has found an extremely likable way of giving the society something back.
I could sit and applaud KFC for this step for hours. Hopefully, this drive would pick up an infectious phase and spread to other retailers as well.
Looking forward to it 🙂
I have a habit of opening three tabs when I first open my PC in office in the morning. Those tabs read- Gmail, Facebook and Yahoo News. So today, when I started flicking through the headlines, I came glanced through a “Tendulkar” written somewhere. Without bothering to make a head or tail of the new, I opened it to pursue with full interest. After all, with the recent downward spiral that Team India has decided to traverse, and with retirement of Sachin, any news with the word “Tendulkar” in it grabs my attention.
So, the news article was all about how Sachin’s 12 year old kid is doing good for himself in cricket and has been selected to represent his city in U-14 Team. As far as I am concerned this is good news. Who wouldn’t want to keep hearing about a Tendulkar playing cricket? But even though I am excited, I am also cautious. The junior Tendulkar is probably too young to realise this, but the shoes that he might be looking at, are of God’s himself.
Sachin has been religion as far as cricket fans are concerned. The arrival of his son on the cricket field is something to rejoice. But it will be unfair to expect from him same things that Sachin set an example for. Arjun might be a fantastic player (and I hope he is), very close to the talent that Sachin has or maybe even a touch better (I don’t know if that is humanly possible). But that does not assure that he will go down in history as one of the greatest players ever.
But if does not explode on the opportunities, the critics and fans will not waste a moment to write him off. In this regard, I would say a youngster is given more opportunities (with the fans and media) than someone with a famous cricketer as his father. It is not the same amount of talent or class that is the problem. The huge amount of expectation is. It is natural to have expectations for great things from the son of a legendary dad. But the disappointment on falling short of them is heartbreaking.
Anyone remember how Rohan Gavaskar, son of the legendary Sunil Gavaskar burst out on the International front? But the star frizzled out in only 11 ODIs and now, at the age of 36 has retired. He played his last ODI in 2009 and announced retirement in 2012.
I hope and sincerely pray that Arjun Tendulkar takes his time to mature. More than that, his entry on the international level of cricket is not rushed. And when he does come out to play in India colours, he is given enough time and opportunity to prove his mettle to fans, media and cricketing community in general.
There are phases in everybody’s life. Phases that are easily discernible by certain behavioural and character traits. Mine has been marked by the two and by closeness to certain people. There one was phase when I was excited about starting writing by own blog and then very nearly abandoned it. This is one phase that I have begun to feel attracted to it again this time hoping that it will last longer.
Right now, my life is in a very comfortable phase. It looks like everything is in its rightful place. That’s just the overview – just like when you open a can of biscuits and you are satisfied with the general state of well-being of all of them. It is only when you start taking them out one by one that you realize that some of them have eroded corners, a few have developed cracks and some of them have been crushed all together.
Between the struggle to live life comfortably in an expensive metropolitan like Bangalore and to settling in a new environment, there are certain aspects of my life that have brushed off corners. Between trying to find the things that I love and in the painful journey, many of my relationships have developed cracks that will probably never mend. And between trying to be my own person, be a mamma’s girl and adjusting to cynics & hypocrites of people – a tiny part of me gets crushed to dust every other day.
While I was thus whining about all of this to a friend after listening patiently for a while, she just went ahead and said “You have no idea of the kind of problems that other people have in their lives. You are blessed and stay that way. Don’t try and create problems from the things that aren’t even there.”
No sooner than those words came out of her mouth, I stopped midway through my next set of complaints. A wry smile shook me from my reverie when I did realize my life, as of now, is as perfect as it could possibly be given the set of constants and variables that I have adopted, created, inherited, absorbed, inculcated or learned. There are a few ups and downs – there always will be. Otherwise life will lose the spices – won’t it?