The Exam Game

Will Pappu get the game over screen? :)

Little drummer boy

Pinky plays her drum to wish everyone a merry christmas.

Little Drummer boy Lyrics

Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum

A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum

Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum

To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum,

rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

So to honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum,

When we come.

Little Baby, pa rum pum pum pum

I am a poor boy too, pa rum pum pum pum

I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum

That's fit to give the King, pa rum pum pum pum,

rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum,

On my drum?

Mary nodded, pa rum pum pum pum

The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum pum pum pum

I played my drum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum

I played my best for Him, pa rum pum pum pum,

rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum

Me and my drum.

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The "little drummer boy" is about a little boy who has come to see the new born King. Being a shepherd he does not have money to buy gift for the child. But with all the love in his heart he play his drum as best as he can , and infant Jesus thanks him by smiling at him.

O christmas tree

Decorating the christmas tree is fun. Wishing you a merry christmas.

Oh Christmas Tree lyrics

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Thy leaves are so unchanging;
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Thy leaves are so unchanging;
Not only green when summer's here,
But also when 'tis cold and drear.

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Thy leaves are so unchanging!
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Much pleasure thou can'st give me;
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Much pleasure thou can'st give me;
How often has the Christmas tree
Afforded me the greatest glee!
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Much pleasure thou can'st give me.

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Thy candles shine so brightly!
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Thy candles shine so brightly!
From base to summit, gay and bright,
There's only splendor for the sight.
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Thy candles shine so brightly!

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
How richly God has decked thee!
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
How richly God has decked thee!
Thou bidst us true and faithful be,
And trust in God unchangingly.
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
How richly God has decked thee! !"

Time

I find myself in a constant race against time. In my school days my favourite topic for any essay was "the value of time". Mainly it was also due to laziness to learn any new essay. I used to be the last one to complete my exam papers and writing an essay extempore was really a nightmare. It would have taken atleast an hour to write an essay on a new topic. So to save time I byHearted the essay and save time(real value for time).

The above picture I made is based on an old malayalam childrens movie where the protagonist child sees himself chasing an alarm in a nightmare. The image stuck in my mind for so many years.

Hopefully this picture will be useful in your presentations where you have to emphasise on strictly following deadlines.

Another inspiration to do this picture is the lines from the poem "if" by Rudyard Kipling which goes
"If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!"

So much for the serious part.

Well also speaking about time, here is a video song from old Kannada movie starring Dr.Rajkumar .. "If you come today ,its too early, If you come tomorow its too late, You pick the time, tick tick tick :)

Take care caretaker

TAKE CARE !! CARETAKER

Pappu is sick and admitted in hospital. Pinky has come to take care of Pappu. See how she takes care of him.

Comeback

June was really a tough month. It was half year closing. Many projects had to be preponed to fill the target. This kept me really busy and I hardly got any time to post any new cartoon. Now that the month is over there is more time to indulge in my pastime. Which of course means more of my non sense cartoons :)

The swine is mine !!

Just a small cartoon on the spread of the dreaded Swine Flu.

The last few years have seen a lot of new kinds of disease breakout and spread at different parts of the world. We are lucky that till today we have been able to contain them.

PS: I have actually put a poster as a thumbnail. When you click it , the original cartoon story will be loaded in a new window. From now on I will be posting larger cartoons in this format. If you find any difficulty in opening the image or have any suggestions please do tell me.

Pappu's Drawing

Just another one of my nonsense creations. Probably spawned from that part of my brain that still makes me to hate maths.

Pinky's Card

The recent economic crisis has hit many of us real hard. Survival has become really tough. All we can do is to try to survive till this passes by. Let us hope that the next year will bring many of us back on track. Let us hope that when the economy gets better ,we get more spare time too so that we can really live in between the working hours.

KKR 's losing streak

On Kolkotas Knight Riders continuously losing their matches at the IPL.

SRK's KKR and Pappu

The Kolkota Knight Riders' Team owner Shah Rukh Khan complaining to Pappu after his team continuously fails in IPL

Deeps Comments :Statistics and Surveys

Statistics reports are a great way to establish your point. The more references to statistic , more the statement looks authentic. But most of the people just getaway with a made up statistic. You can also notice that the survey reports will be always in favour of the person presenting it or the company sponsoring it.


Here are a few ways to make your statistic look credible

1. Domino reference method : Refer to something that refers to something that refers to ...etc..


2. Claim that the survey was conducted by some big shot company


3. Add decimal points. For eg: "Almost 83.45% of the people will like this point."


4. Cross reference: A refers to B. B refers to A.


5. But the most important of all is speak with so much confidence as if it was nothing but the truth.

I am sure that almost 98% of you will agree to the above conclusion.

Massakali Mobile wallpaper

This is a mobile wallpaper version of the Massakali song from Delhi6. This is of 240x320 size which is the general dimension for most smart phones. It looks good on my Motorola Motorokr E6.If you would like to have this in some other size please let me know.

Happy Holi

Holi is the festival of colors.

Delhi 6 - Massakali

The lines are from the hit song from the movie Delhi 6 starring Abhishek Bachchan and Sonam Kapoor. Music was composed by double Oscar winner A.R.Rahman.

The scene where the heroine dances on the terrace with a dove on her head was so cute. There is a also a scene in which the hero sees a dream, which has been picturised very well. He sees Qutub Minar on one side and then Eiffel tower on one side. He walks through Delhi streets filled with New York style cabs. He turns to find high rises like in western countries and Streets are filled with Indian crowds.

Hindi Song: Massakali Massakali
Movie or Album: Delhi 6
Singer(s): Mohit Chauhan
Music Director(s): A R Rahman
Lyricist(s): Prasoon Joshi

Massakali Lyrics
aye massakali massakali, udd mattakali mattakali - (2)
aye massakali masa masa massakali, udd mattakali mattakali
massakali massakali, udd mattakali mattakali
jara phank jhatak gayi dhul atak aur lachak machak ke dur bhatak
udd dagar dagar kasbe kuche nukkad basti mein yeah e yeah e
itdi se mud ada se udd, kar le puri dil ki tamanna
hawa se jud ada se udd purr bhuur bhurrr phuurrr tu hai hera panna re
massakali massakali, udd mattakali mattakali - (2)

ghar tera saloni, baadal ki colony
dekhlaade thenga inn sabko jo udana na jaane
(udiyo na dariyo kar manmaani manmaani manmanni
badhiyo naa mudiyo kar naadaani) - (2)
bas thaan le muskaan le, kahe sana nana nana hawa
baas thaan le tu jaan le, kahe sana nana na na na hawa
aye massakali massakali, udd mataakali mataakali
aye massakali masa masa massakali
massakali massakali, udd matak matak matak matak

re re re re re re ra ra ra ra..... he he he o ho ho ho

tujhe kya ghum tera ristha, gagan ki baansuri se hai
pawan ki guftagu se hai, suraj ki roshani se hai
(udiyo na dariyo, kar manmani manmaani manmanni
badhiyo naa mudiyo kar naadaani) - (2)
bas thaan le muskaan le, kahe sana nana nana hawa
baas thaan le tu jaan le, kahe sana nana na na na hawa
massakali massakali, udd matak matak mataakkali
massakali masa masa massakali yeh matak matak

re re re re re re ra ra ra ra, hey hey hey hey ho ho hoo hoo...

Smile Pinki

'Smile Pinki' is a tale of a poor Indian village girl who has been left out from the social circle because of her cleft. How her life changes for the good after undergoing a lip surgery forms the crux of the film.

The Film was directed by American Film maker Megan Mylan. It won the Best Short Documentary Award at the Oscars. It is said to have won the hearts of all jury members.

I have not seen this film but can really visualise the theme. Little children with disabilities or imperfections often get left out from their friends circle. Hats off to the team for selecting such a topic.

Here Pinky is holding the Oscar and in her own cute style "shmiling" and "poshing" for photographers.

The Highwayman

The Highwayman is a poem by Alfred Noyes. The lines in this cartoon are the first stanza of the poem. With words and descriptive style he paints a whole story. The lines are really fuel for imagination.

Here you can see pappu in the highwaymans costume riding his wooden horse. I learned this poem while in school, and fell in love with the descritive style of the poem. Here is the whole poem.

The Highwayman (by Alfred Noyes)
PART ONE
I
The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding—riding—riding—
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
II
He'd a French cocked-hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin,
A coat of the claret velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin;
They fitted with never a wrinkle: his boots were up to the thigh!
And he rode with a jewelled twinkle, His pistol butts a-twinkle,His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky.
III
Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark inn-yard,
And he tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred;
He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.
IV
And dark in the dark old inn-yard a stable-wicket creaked
Where Tim the ostler listened; his face was white and peaked;
His eyes were hollows of madness, his hair like mouldy hay,
But he loved the landlord's daughter,
The landlord's red-lipped daughter,
Dumb as a dog he listened, and he heard the robber say—
V
"One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I'm after a prize to-night,
But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light;
Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
Then look for me by moonlight,Watch for me by moonlight,
I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way."
VI
He rose upright in the stirrups; he scarce could reach her hand,
But she loosened her hair i' the casement! His face burnt like a brand
As the black cascade of perfume came tumbling over his breast;
And he kissed its waves in the moonlight,
(Oh, sweet, black waves in the moonlight!)
Then he tugged at his rein in the moonliglt, and galloped away to the West.

PART TWO
I
He did not come in the dawning; he did not come at noon;
And out o' the tawny sunset, before the rise o' the moon,
When the road was a gypsy's ribbon, looping the purple moor,
A red-coat troop came marching—Marching—marching—
King George's men came matching, up to the old inn-door.
II
They said no word to the landlord, they drank his ale instead,
But they gagged his daughter and bound her to the foot of her narrow bed;
Two of them knelt at her casement, with muskets at their side!
There was death at every window; And hell at one dark window;
For Bess could see, through her casement, the road that he would ride.
III
They had tied her up to attention, with many a sniggering jest;
They had bound a musket beside her, with the barrel beneath her breast!
"Now, keep good watch!" and they kissed her.
She heard the dead man say— Look for me by moonlight;
Watch for me by moonlight;
I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way!
IV
She twisted her hands behind her; but all the knots held good!
She writhed her hands till her fingers were wet with sweat or blood!
They stretched and strained in the darkness, and the hours crawled by like years,
Till, now, on the stroke of midnight, Cold, on the stroke of midnight,
The tip of one finger touched it! The trigger at least was hers!
V
The tip of one finger touched it; she strove no more for the rest!
Up, she stood up to attention, with the barrel beneath her breast,
She would not risk their hearing; she would not strive again;
For the road lay bare in the moonlight;Blank and bare in the moonlight;
And the blood of her veins in the moonlight throbbed to her love's refrain .
VI
Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot! Had they heard it? The horse-hoofs ringing clear;
Tlot-tlot, tlot-tlot, in the distance? Were they deaf that they did not hear?
Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill,
The highwayman came riding, Riding, riding!
The red-coats looked to their priming! She stood up, straight and still!
VII
Tlot-tlot, in the frosty silence! Tlot-tlot, in the echoing night!
Nearer he came and nearer! Her face was like a light!
Her eyes grew wide for a moment; she drew one last deep breath,
Then her finger moved in the moonlight,
Her musket shattered the moonlight,
Shattered her breast in the moonlight and warned him—with her death.
VIII
He turned; he spurred to the West; he did not know who stood
Bowed, with her head o'er the musket, drenched with her own red blood!
Not till the dawn he heard it, his face grew grey to hear
How Bess, the landlord's daughter,
The landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the darkness there.
IX
Back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking a curse to the sky,
With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high!
Blood-red were his spurs i' the golden noon; wine-red was his velvet coat,
When they shot him down on the highway,
Down like a dog on the highway,
And he lay in his blood on the highway, with the bunch of lace at his throat.
* * * * * *
X
And still of a winter's night, they say, when the wind is in the trees,
When the moon is a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
A highwayman comes riding— Riding—riding—
A highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door.
XI
Over the cobbles he clatters and clangs in the dark inn-yard;
He taps with his whip on the shutters, but all is locked and barred;
He whistles a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.

oru naaL oru kanavu

The tamil caption says
"oru naaL oru kanavu, adhai naan maRakkavum mudiyaadhu,
Vaanavillil nadandhu senRu, siriththirikkum natchaththirap pooppariththoam'

which in English translates to
"Once i had dream that I can never forget,
We walked over the rainbow and picked the smiling flowers that were stars"

Here pappu and pinky are picking the smiling stars.

The lines are from the song 'oru naaL oru kanavu' from the tamil movie 'kannukkul nilavu'

The pictures are of 1024x768 size so i can be put as desktop wall paper. I have also made a version without the tamil captions. Click on the pictures to enlarge them.

Deeps' Comments on Global Economy

Of course this is just a cartoon. Many of us might be already hit badly by the recession. But I still wonder why nobody could predict this economic downfall.

Well the person who has inspired me most to do the character Deeps was Dheep Joy Mampilly , one of my School time friends. Dheep had an amazing vocabulary. In his own words "I have a knack of writing relatively abstruse English - and a bit verbose too - as you would know; indeed, I know that this is not appreciated by many, but my object is to use language in a way that makes it humorous because and not in spite of its difficulty. " We used to have Shakespeare classes. In the beginning everyone started reffering to Dheep's english as 'Shakespearean'. By the end evryone was reffering to Shakespeare as 'Dheepian'.



Just to give you a sample of his language I requested him to write dialogues for the same cartoon in his style. It was done during the new year time so it is a little bit old but still here it is.

Deeps' comments on Generation Gap

Gyaan : The celebrity on the poster is Aamir Khan. This was the hair style he had for his flick Ghajini. Aamir appeared in this get up for many ads, during the shooting of the film. Many college students copied the same style, leading many of the leading college's to issue notices to ban the hairstyle in campus.

The character Deeps is based on few of my friends whose intellect level were a little higher than the most of us. Dheep Joy Mampilly and Deepak Subramaniam topping the list. So I named him Deeps.

Generation gap: Earlier it used to be felt between people who are atleast many years apart in age. Now that has changed a lot. Just a couple of years is all what you need to feel that difference.