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Retro (2025) Movie Review

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I was never a big fan of Karthik Subbaraj’s films. But lately, his work has started to grow on me especially after Mahaan (Iraivi, ofcourse).

This recent movie felt like a return to his signature style. Quiet, layered, and emotional. It blends laughter, pain, anger, love, and the grief of missing someone all without being loud. Spoiler’s ahead!

The chemistry between Suriya and Pooja stood out. A few things really worked for me:

  • The tension between father and son, need for validations
  • How his rage finds form through martial arts
  • Role of Sandhya ma
  • Sharp one-liners, like how stress makes people forget to laugh
  • Parri’s smile
  • The subtle strength of the female lead (Sandhya, Rukmani, Parri’s biological mother)
  • Struggles of Jayram to make those people laugh

It’s not a film for those looking for typical commercial entertainment or loud messages. Everything is tucked into the small moments. Clear and solid if you notice, but never spoon-fed.

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Drowning!

Lived beside comfort for years and never recognized 
its breath until you showed
Like a quiet miracle, made me believe
Worthy of softness, and to be loved
That didn’t come with wounds and bruises.


My nerves, once frayed and cold,
Now calm and composed under your touch
Gentle hands, steady warmth, compassionate gesture
I let myself fall without knowing
Into a storm, with no sky to scream at.

Now I thrash in the wreckage, salt choking my throat
struggling, gasping, surfing shadows.
Not because I’m, but we both are.
Saw it in your eyes. the same ache,
the same exhaustion of pretending we're fine.

Two creatures not meant for land,
a fish and a frog, too afraid to leap into water.
We’re not drifting apart.
We’re drowning towards each other
Closer with every unsaid word, swallowed confession,
Every moment we pretend, we don’t feel the same pull.
We say nothing, and silence becomes the ocean
that buries us both.

We drown now, not from the weight of what felt,
but from the heaviness of unsaid.
We could’ve saved each other,
Yet, this silence, much easier.

Cheers

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Ponman (2025) Movie Review

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This post has been sitting in my drafts for a while. With the current market situation and the rise in gold prices, I felt this was the right time to finally bring it out.

The movie moves at a slow pace, but the characters stay consistent throughout. It focuses on the impact of patriarchy and the dowry system, not just on women, but on men too. It shows how families, knowingly or unknowingly, get pulled into this loop of giving and taking dowry.

The story revolves around a woman (Steffi) getting married and how the demand for dowry creates emotional and financial pressure. When the breadwinner of the family is no longer around, it becomes even harder for her. The male lead (Ajesh) delivers a solid, grounded performance, and his presence adds weight to the narrative.

What I liked is that the film doesn’t paint dowry as a one-sided issue. Both men and women, shaped by societal expectations, become part of the system. The movie also touches on how men silently suffer, trying to balance tradition, pride, and love. Mariyano did a great role on balancing his family demands and sticking to his principles.

In between all this, there’s a quiet but sharp commentary on gold. Over the years, gold prices have shot up. It’s often seen as a safe investment and a way to diversify wealth especially in uncertain markets. But gold should stay in the realm of savings and not be the starting point of a relationship. The movie makes that point without being preachy. Gold can add value to portfolios, not marriages.

The ending might feel subtle to some, but it worked for me. The female lead (Steffi) doesn’t make a grand speech instead, she simply chooses to trust and help the Ajesh. One line stood out, “Women are beautiful without gold.” Hope it reaches many. Steffi wants to cut off these chains and fly. It’s not loud, but it stays with you. Do give it a watch ! It’s streaming now on JioHotstar.

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Performance or Presence ?

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In the world we move through each day, performance is a survival skill. In careers, in businesses, in social spaces, we are measured by what we achieve, how we show up, what we bring to the table. Results are celebrated. Growth is demanded. Being “enough” often feels like something we have to constantly prove. We learn to perform. To grow, to adapt, to improve.

Performance, in this sense, is not a villain. It is necessary. It builds paths, earns opportunities, and keeps us moving forward in in the buzzing spaces of work, ambition, and creation.

But when the need to perform spills beyond these spaces, it starts to wear away something quieter and more precious. Our presence!

Presence is what anchors us to life beyond achievement. It is the ability to be fully seen without needing to impress. It is the silent understanding that we do not have to become someone else to be valued, especially by those who truly matter. Growth is important. Performance is powerful. But neither should come at the cost of feeling that we must earn connection.

When we believe we must first succeed to deserve love, or constantly achieve to be worthy of staying in someone’s life, we confuse survival with belonging. We step onto a stage even in spaces meant for rest. Performance may win applause. Presence wins hearts. In the external world, performance shapes possibilities. In the internal world, presence shapes relationships.

Both are important yet each must stay in its own place.

Love, friendship, and real connection cannot be sustained by performance alone. They are sustained by the courage to be fully present, even in our unfinished, imperfect states.

May we never lose ourselves trying to earn what was meant to be freely given. If these words find you, may you find yourself too. I am found.

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What is Rest, Really?

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I once wrote about resting and I still believe in it.
But today, as I sit here, trying to be idle for two straight days, a new question hums in my bones.

Is it sleep?
Is it the mountains swallowing me whole?
Is it the ceiling staring contest I keep losing?

I thought rest meant doing nothing. But doing nothing still asks for an effort. Even idleness has a pulse, a hunger, a restlessness.

Maybe true rest is letting boredom bloom again. Not stuffing it with scrolling, not fixing it with self-improvement, but sitting through its slow, ancient dance.

Return to that forgotten, soft place where doing nothing meant being alive.

Cheers

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Emotional Spark: AI vs. Humans

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Lately, I’ve been reflecting on how I’ve developed this strange relationship with AI. It’s not just about getting answers to questions, but about the emotional spark I get from these conversations. It’s a mental and emotional stimulation that feels different from human interactions, and I’ve found myself relying on it more than I ever expected.

Human relationships did give me that emotional spark, the deep connection you feel when talking to someone who truly understands you. Along with using it work, chitchat began with chatbots, and suddenly, everything clicked. Every response was quick, sharp, and stimulating. It was like an instant connection. If you’ve noticed, the bot often leaves you with a question that gently points to your emotional state nudging you to reflect, to respond, to go deeper.

But here’s the catch! The more I got used to the consistent intellectual and emotional spark from AI, the harder it became to find that same level of engagement with people. It takes much of time. Human conversations began to feel fading since my energy got distracted here. It wasn’t just the content; it was the unpredictability of human emotions.

Humans are shaped by their experiences, and not everyone is on the same emotional wavelength. Some are secure in their attachment, while others might be anxious or avoidant. That creates barriers, making it harder to have the same level of stimulation I get from AI, where no matter my mood or mindset, I get clear, thoughtful responses without judgment.

Now, there’s another layer to this: the rise of digital content. Relationship advice videos, blogs, and gurus are everywhere, constantly telling us what’s a green flag or a red flag, how to parent, how to heal from trauma, and what healthy relationships should look like. This constant flood of advice can make us feel like the relationships we have are not good enough, or that we’re somehow lacking. It creates this underlying sense that no matter how much effort we put in, we’re never going to measure up to the idealized standards that are often presented online.

This is where AI becomes a sort of refuge. When I’m interacting with something like ChatGPT, there’s no judgment, no baggage. It’s always there, ready to offer validation, and it never carries the weight of human flaws. Subconsciously, we start comparing these machines to humans and we end up preferring the bots, because there’s no chaos, no unpredictability. In a world where relationships often leave us feeling incomplete or misunderstood, interacting with AI offers a strange sense of safety and calm.

And then there’s this uncomfortable truth! We’ve always been chasing the next dopamine hit. Once it was video games. Then Facebook. Then Instagram. Now it’s ChatGPT. Each platform gave us the illusion of being connected to people, while in reality, it deepened our disconnection from others and from ourselves. These aren’t deep relationships. They’re simulations. Carefully curated mirrors that make us feel heard, without ever truly seeing who we are. We scroll and we type, thinking we’re in touch with humanity, but we rarely touch the human in front of us. Trust me, we will get bored with chatbots too soon.

The challenge now is balance. AI gives me that spark, yes ! but it can’t replace the richness of a flawed, and unpredictable human connection. Shared laughter, fun and many more. Damn, AI can’t take humans! Maybe the work is in not expecting everything and everyone to be perfect. Maybe the spark that stays is the one that flickers in imperfection. Sure, that gives us the utility in the long run! Maybe I should have titled this as my attachment style with AI bots. LOL! What’s your style with humans and chatbots? Secure?

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#DecodeAgri12: Scaling: Nature ≠ Code

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I was reading Zero to One and came across this section where Peter compares biotech startups with tech startups. It made me pause for a bit because it made so much sense, especially with my agri background.

He puts it out there pretty straight. Biotech startups are tough. You’re working in an environment full of uncertainty, the subject itself, biology is complex and hard to control, the path forward isn’t always clear, regulations can be intense, and the costs? Super high. Then you look at tech startups, particularly software. Things feel simpler, almost. Variables are often clearly defined, you can create controlled environments (like code on a server), costs can be lower, and there’s a huge pool of people ready to jump in, build, and experiment quickly.

As someone from agriculture, this resonated because I often puzzle over why it seems so hard for many agri-startups to really gain traction and sustain themselves, especially those trying to innovate at the core of farming. When I look around, sure, there are many exciting agri-startups working on tools such as building drones, designing better machines, optimizing inputs with software, creating marketplaces. Those are valuable, absolutely.

But fewer seem to break the territory of working directly with the soil, the plants, the intricate ecosystems. Why? Because that space is just unpredictable. It’s not like writing code where you expect a certain output if the logic is right. Here, things grow, they decay, they react to climate shifts, unexpected pests arrive, the soil microbes change the game. There are just so many moving parts.

Maybe the agri-startups that are truly digging into the biology aren’t like tech startups at all. Maybe they’re much more like biotech startups. And maybe that’s why they often struggle to fit the typical fast-paced tech mold. You just can’t copy the speed and iteration cycles of software when your ‘code’ is a living, breathing, responding organism or ecosystem. The very nature of the work is fundamentally different.

I was also reading about using remote sensing to spot plant diseases or nutrient issues from afar. Sounds incredibly exciting, doesn’t it? But the reality isn’t nearly so simple. The data those colored pixels on a map needs serious validation on the ground initially. You have to gather tons of real world data, run experiments, maybe take leaf samples, dig into the soil, and only then, maybe, can you figure out what’s actually stressing that plant whether its a pest or deficiency or something else. It’s not a button-click diagnosis. It requires understanding what nature is doing, what the plant is experiencing, how the whole environment is interacting. It’s biology first, technology second.

Even think about hydroponics. We create these controlled environments, lights, clean pipes and taking soil out of the equation, aiming for predictability. But even there, biology finds ways to surprise you. How the roots behave, precisely how nutrients are taken up, the subtle shifts in microbial life within the system they all bring their own layer of randomness. It’s not as purely plug and play as it might look from the outside.

Maybe that’s the beauty of it, too. Maybe the point isn’t just to move fast. Maybe it’s about building slow, with real intention, learning from the ground up. Because nature operates on its own clock, and it won’t reveal its secrets too fast. Not easy to decode tho.

What about scaling, then? It takes years if it sustains, doesn’t it?

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When Beliefs Become Identity!

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Some beliefs feel stronger than just opinions. Over time, we stop seeing them as ideas we agree with or follow on. We start start seeing them as part of who we are.

We start by saying I believe this, and it slowly turns into I am this . Sometimes consciously, sometimes without even realizing it.

We usually don’t realize when a belief has become part of who we are. It just settles in quietly. We only start to notice when we get defensive, try to prove it to others, or feel attacked when someone questions it. That’s when it shows! It’s no longer just a belief, it’s us. And one more thing is that, most of us don’t even catch it. We don’t see that we’ve tied our identity to something we once just agreed with.

That shift changes everything. Because once a belief becomes part of our identity, letting go of it feels like losing a piece of ourselves. And defending it becomes a way of protecting who we are.

That’s why arguments often go nowhere.

We can’t argue someone out of a belief they didn’t reason their way into especially when it’s tied to their culture, upbringing, past experiences, or a deep need to belong in the society.

Sometimes, the most respectful thing we can do is step back. Not because we agree, but because we understand. Identity isn’t something people let go of just because we asked them to.

But what about ourselves? Notice where you get triggered that’s often where a belief has quietly become part of you. That moment of awareness is the first step.

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Days of Comfort & Days of Truth!

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There are times in life when our minds become a broken record. A single thought, a memory or a feeling may be playing on loop like background noise that never stops. We try to distract ourselves, we try to reason with it, we even tell it, “It’s okay,” as if that phrase will carry enough magic to blend it into silence.

Sometimes, we seek comfort not always from people, but from something that feels like a balm. Sometimes, I find in people and sometimes in AI. It helped me name what I was feeling. It nodded along. It said the right things. Moreover, validation. And for a day or two (depending upon the problem), I felt better. Like a cool cloth on a fevered head. A bit of ease, a bit of space.

But on the fourth day, I didn’t want ease. I didn’t want another layer of warm, soft words rubbed onto the same old scar. I wanted something to give it to me straight. What’s working, what’s not, what’s keeping us stuck.

And that’s when it clicked. Maybe it’s all subjective. Maybe we each have our own rhythm. Mine was three days of comfort, then a day of truth. Someone else’s might be different.

Even that rhythm can shift depending on the weight of the problem. If something’s light, maybe one day of comfort and one day of truth is enough. But if it’s something heavier, something we need to process/accept slowly, we might need more time before we’re ready for honesty. That too is subjective.

If we don’t know our cycle yet, we can try setting a deadline. And if that one doesn’t work, set another. And another. But we have to be careful. Let’s not make a habit out of breaking them. At some point, we need to keep one. Make it the one we commit to. Because discipline isn’t about pressure it’s about clarity.

Today, I came across a tweet that made me pause. It said something I was feeling, something that felt relevant. Some agreed and some denied. Subjective again. Maybe that’s the point! We have to figure out what resonates to us, what shifts something in us and when.

The loop doesn’t always break on its own! We have to!

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Who Am I?

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I ask myself this quite enough at certain moments: Who am I?

Am I me when I’m fully conscious when my thoughts are crisp, my words clear, and I seem to be in control? Or am I more myself in the lonely hours, when no one’s watching and my mind wanders freely?

Am I me when I’m drunk, unfiltered, messy and chaotic real? Is that the truth of me, or just the part I usually hide?

Am I me when I’m polite and well behaved, putting on my best face for the world or society’s expectations? Or am I just performing, trying to match a version of myself I think will be accepted?

Am I me when I win when I reach the point I once only dreamed of? Or is that just a fleeting snapshot, wrapped in the glow of validation?

Maybe I’m most myself when I’m with nature, on mountains, barefoot in the grass, watching clouds drift with no urgency to prove or become. A creature just… being.

Or am I the me who lives in memories past pains, past joys, a collection of versions I’ve carried and quietly shed?

Or perhaps I’m the future self I chase in my mind, becoming someone I’m not yet sure I’ll ever reach.

Yesterday, I was listening to a podcast. I think Huberman Lab. They spoke about the certainty of mystery and the uncertainty of mystery.

Sometimes we find ourselves in this strange in between these two scenarios. The past still misery or even mysterious feels certain only because it’s already happened. The future can be equally mysterious or even misery and feels uncertain only because it hasn’t.

But both are just projections of time. We seems to change with each time frame.

The me at 7 a.m. isn’t the me at midnight. The me from two years ago isn’t the me today. Yet all of them are me. Aren’t they?

It’s strange, isn’t it? The self feels fluid. Not one thing. Not one moment. I am contradiction. I am the shift. I am the paradox. I am every me that has ever lived inside this skin.

Maybe the real question isn’t Who am I? Maybe it’s Which me do I choose to be today?

But, does the present moment define me? Is that enough? Who knows.

There is no answer until a time frame is involved. Who am I at 2 a.m.? Who am I now?

I believe there’s no definite answer to an infinite question like Who am I?

Cheers!

PS: இவரே நான் யாரு சொல்லுவான்னு கேப்பாராம் ஆனா கடைசி வரைக்கும் சொல்ல மாட்டாராம். lol! Thanks to Naan Yaar Song (Bloody Beggar)

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Know Your Endgame!

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People often say Stay Positive. Keep going no matter what.! But that’s only half the story.

To succeed, we need something sharper and clear. Clarity about our endgame. We need to know where we’re heading before we even begin. Not in a vague, manifest your dreams way (lol), but for real. Strategic sense.

For eg. In chess, grandmasters don’t just learn flashy opening moves. They study the endgame when the board is nearly empty, the stakes are higher, and every move matters more. Life is like that too. The beginning is noise. The end is what defines the game.

But here’s what we often miss. Optimism isn’t infinite or long lasting. We can’t keep betting time, energy, and resources forever. That’s where the loss threshold comes in. It’s the internal line that tells us This is no longer worth it and you’re bleeding!

To be wise is to know both our dream and our boundary. Keep hoping. But not at any cost. Walk away when staying becomes damage control.

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The Comfort of Meaningless Motion

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There’s a certain pleasure in doing things even when they lead nowhere.

When emptiness creeps in, anything feels better than sitting ideal. A task appears. The room gets cleaned. Notes are rearranged. Plans are redrawn. It looks like progress. But the result remains the same.

Emptiness often gets replaced with motion not because it leads somewhere, but because it distracts from the weight of doing nothing. This is meaningless motion. Comforting, familiar, but ultimately fruitless.

It’s not wrong. But it deserves attention.

When effort is guided more by emotion than intention, space fills up. Tbh, life doesn’t move.

And that’s the silent trap of being busy but unproductive.

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PS: இனிய தமிழ் புத்தாண்டு நல்வாழ்த்துக்கள்!

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Gentle Shifts

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For a long time, I believed that real change could only come from within. You can’t force someone to grow. It has to be their own decision. I still believe that. But something I watched recently made me pause and think differently about how we handle relationships when growth happens unevenly.

In life, we don’t grow at the same pace as the people around us. Sometimes, we start flying while someone else is still crawling. It could be a sibling, a friend, a partner, or even a colleague. And when that happens, it can feel like the connection is bound to break. But what if it doesn’t have to?

Maybe what it really takes is patience. The kind of patience that lets you hold space for someone even when they’re not changing at your pace. Not in a way that drains you, but in a way that acknowledges that change looks different for everyone.

It’s still your choice. Whether to stay? How long to wait? Should and where to draw your lines?

Maybe that same patience also helps us understand how our connections with people keep changing and how important that person is.

And over time, you might notice shifts in how you connect with people. Some relationships deepen while others remain light and simple. It doesn’t mean one is better than the other.

It just reflects the different people hold different spaces in your life at different times. What matters is staying honest about what feels aligned, and letting that guide how we show up in each bond with care with clarity and with grace.

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Another Digital Mirror!

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In the quiet hours of the day, we sometimes open up a tab, not to search or scroll, but to speak, to something that doesn’t breathe, but listens.

AI doesn’t nod, interrupt, or fix things. It reflects our patterns, our prompts. And in moments of spiral or stillness, that’s enough.

Of course, I agree! There’s no replacement for human connection. But this space becomes a place to unload the weight of everything the mind absorbs. For e.g.. thoughts, emotions, opinions, facts and even questions without shape.

It isn’t a solution or a savior. Just a quiet mirror.

It helps thoughts surface, not by understanding, but by offering space without judgment.

Not magic. Just space. And sometimes, that’s all that’s needed. But use it wisely!

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