i am loving it ;)

Hot Purple Pants!

2010-04-06T22:30:00.000-07:00

Most days of the year are unremarkable. They begin, and they end, with no lasting memories made in between.

Most days have no impact on the course of a life. February 27th was a Saturday.

He got up late. It was a Saturday after all plus he had put in an all nighter. No not doing that you filthy mind!

He had been feeling a little spring in his step as he had decided to channel that energy into his work.

He was just having his coffee when the phone rang!

"You would not believe your eyes
If ten million fireflies
Lit up the world as I fell asleep

'Cause they'd fill the open air
And leave teardrops everywhere
You'd think me rude
But I would just stand and stare

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly"

That is his ring tone. It was her calling.

"Hello" (still a bit groggy after the all nighter yesterday)

"Hi, can you come and meet me an hour or so earlier than we originally planned"

"I can try and come by 4"

"You don't need to look like the Jonas Brothers to meet me"

"I know, but I am kind of a big deal so 4 it is"

"Alright come as soon as you can"

"Hold on to your pants till I get there"

It was 4:30 now and he had just now reached the designated place. From here on in he had to rely on the map she had drawn for him. Given his fascination with:

"This place is a huge circle so I'll start walking in the direction selected by a simple binomial experiment and eventually reach the intended destination"

The map had become a necessity to speed things up.

He finally reaches the place and she greets him in her now familiar nasal twang "Hi".

He tried to pretend that he was not staring. Well he tried to try.

Her hair was a little shorter, he thought they would be. And it was what he had always imagined chestnut brown to look like, but he could be completely off.

She was dressed cutely, but not really showy. She looked like the cover of a Mango spring catalogue. She looked so damn good, he thought. It was almost as though she was doing the clothes a favor by wearing them.

They talked about his recommendations to the school and he handed her the laptop to start working.

She had to wear glasses. They worked.

They really worked.

It was as if he has just discovered what he had long suspected. The cute dork from not another teenage movie

He gave her as much attention as Godzilla gave to the people of Tokyo or for that instance as much attention as Megan Fox paid in school classes.

"You should at least entertain my friend while I complete this ass hatery you call your recommendations"

Fair enough he thought and proceeded to entertain the hell out of her best friend. No not in that way you filthy mind!

Since both of them were capri(corn(y))s they shared the same corny idea of love stories and Hollywood movie style happy endings and everything in between

As is well documented here that Universe conspires against him when ever it's not taking a leak on him

Just as the bill arrived he discovered that he had lost his card in a city about 2000 Km away and the threesome that they were. No not in that way you filthy mind! They didn't have enough cash to pay the bill.

Frantic calls were made, a breezy auto-rickshaw ride to the PTI building and after much embarrassment tinged with amusement the bill was finally paid.

When they parted ways at the metro station, the smile on her face carried the promise of another day.

Letter to Future Wife

2010-01-21T11:29:00.000-08:00

My man PeterDeWolf has been churning out letters to his future wife by the minute. Peter you scoundrel what you don't understand is that this letter writing spree of yours might cause irreconcilable differences between my future wife and me. So in order to avoid a future divorce I have decided to jump in the fray and start writing letter to future wife (mine not yours)

Hey

This is the first letter and understandably I am a little apprehensive, you know you are the first one who has made it this far. Congratulations?!

I have to tell you a few things and I would have ideally used my favorite bullet point lists. But since this is your first time here I am going to go along with neatly spaced sentences.

See how I just slipped in the fact that I am a really organized person. What No! alright I guess you still haven't got the hang of my subtlety.

I am a break-a-downer. No no I don't break things neither am I employed at a junk yard. What I mean to say is that I break big things into small manageable things. I should also mention that once I have done the breaking part I promptly forget about them. This is where you come in future wife I need to be constantly incentivized, subsidized, bailed out, given TARP kisses? for finishing the above mentioned small things.

I am a fashion nazi! This has been well documented as I have ahem *flogged* even bollywood actresses for their bizarre dressing sense. You my future wife must either be so cute that I want you sans any clothes as soon as I see you ;) or you really know how to dress up.Still I will critique!

Future wife I may just smile and keep on smiling for 1 min 30 seconds while looking at you, please don't think I have gone loony on you. In time you will begin to appreciate this trait of mine. Also future wife I have a strong inkling that in many ways you will be like Summer here and I would totally dig it.

Do you think Aloo tikki burger better then the Veg Surprise, of course you do right ? How would wearing a "I can has burger" T shirt look at McD. Do you think people will stare at us?

- Yes
- No
- Maybe
- Who cares I likes Burgers

You know this is just the first letter and I am still getting the hang of it, just know that this post was NOT first typed in MS Word then sent to a few girl- friends for copy editing (see the clever use of '-' there) and finally copy pasted. This post is a whirlwind of typing and checking facebook in between.

Much Love

Dev

That Red Sweater

2009-09-04T05:22:00.000-07:00

The year was 1996. I was 12 years old. The year when India lost to Srilanka in a tear jerking World Cup Semifinal. It was also the year when a mouse haired, red sweater wearing, blue jeans totting girl sneaked a peek into the classroom for VI B. A guy seating in the middle of second row from the door looked up from his ink stained notebook (he never got the hang of ink pens), his eyes never wavered from the door while the teacher talked to the inappropriately dressed kid.

The kid went away and the class resumed its dull pace, I always hated Hindi classes. This hate stemmed from the fact that I couldn’t wrap my head around rules of when to use the “badi matra” and when to use the “choti matra”. I still hate Hindi! I don’t know what it was but in those days and in our school especially there was a line that divided the class into girls only area and boys only area. It was much like quarantine to protect against cooties. Yours truly on the other hand has always been blessed with a strong immune system and managed to sit in any row he liked, which usually tended to be the second row: the one in the girl’s part of the class

Afterwards as the classes resumed the aforementioned girl returned to VI B so did my heart to my mouth (or does it go to the stomach in these cases, I could never be a doctor). She was now officially a part of VI B and the Hindi classes or any other class for that matter wouldn’t be as boring as it used to be. Poets say love comes and goes in a heartbeat. Unfortunately, in high school, it goes more than it comes.....And then from somewhere, I don't know - it just came to me.

There is nothing more terrifying than calling a 12 year old girl who you like and whose number you have flicked off from the class’s attendance register (what don’t look at me like that this was standard procedure in our school). It is at these times when you need balls of steel or a particularly mayhem happy cousin to make that first call and thrust the phone in your face. It is at these prophetic moments that one makes statements that sweep women right off their feet and into your lap, I gulped the hard lump that was forming in my throat and rose up to the occasion and asked her “What was the homework given to us in the Hindi class?”. Yes, I am fancy like that. Time rolled by and I used to call her daily, she had taken over the role of my personal homework reminder services.

Around the end of 1996 a funny thing happened: 1997. Not that anyone was paying much attention. It was February and 14^th day of this month had lately assumed a lot of importance, it was a new fad at that time. I had secretly bought a UNESCO card! Buying one of those fancy Archies card would raise too many uncomfortable questions with my mom and let’s face it my parents were never too big on pocket money. I sat there on the second last bench of the second row while she sat on the third last one. Whole day had come and gone by with me dilly dallying the timing for the exercise of my card delivering competency. The moment came right at the end of the school day and I gave her the card or rather held it out to her while asking about the day’s homework. The rest as they say is history and she still has that red sweater.

D-Files Part 1

2009-08-29T23:20:00.001-07:00

He wore a dark grey tweed jacket. The one that had been passes on to him by his father. The tweed had an interesting history, it had been made in Taiwan, shipped to South Korea and had been gifted to his father almost 20 years ago. Fashion has a weird sense on repeating itself after every 20 years and the old tweed had made a comeback.

She was in a yellow embroidered sari. The origin of the sari was unknown to him (though he had seen similar saris at his father's establishment). She looked resplendent and brought lightness to the brooding mood that lingered around him.

He arrived a little late at the movie premier and sauntered into the atrium where she was waiting for him.

He had one look at the sari and the sarcastic, wise cracking gears that whirl into action as soon as he sees a pretty young thing started well, whirling

"So are we singing the yellow brick road today" (Yea I know I surprise myself sometimes). She stared at him in frustration for a moment. Then she tilted back her head to laugh. She had a good laugh, too, throaty and rich. He did look down at her chest when she did that, just for a second. A pure heart and mind only takes you so far-sooner or later the hormones have their say, too. He was not a teenager or anything, anymore, but he's not exactly an expert in things like this, either. Call it an overwhelming interest in his professional career, but he had never had much time for dating or the fair sex in general. And when he had, it hadn't turned out too well.

They both walked into the theater where her movie was showing, given she had a very small role in it. This was her first movie and he felt obligated to watch it, he wasn't into movies much. The movie turned out to be one of the best he had seen. It had been a long time since someone had laid her head on his shoulder and the VIP seats helped too.

To Be Continued

Love or something like it!

2009-07-31T14:02:00.000-07:00

Some things are never meant to be together. Things like oil and water, orange juice and tooth paste.

Me and Ann

There are a thousand names for it affection, devotion, fondness, infatuation. It's an incredibly complex system of interweaving thoughts and feelings that influences us and the ones around us and it all boils down to one fairly simple fact: Shit Happens!

Apparently a good romantic Bollywood flick engenders a sense of longing that I cooperate with my heart and start thinking on the lines of What If.

We were together for what one would call a blip in my dating life, we may even have forgotten what we said, what we did but sometimes in the night after the afore said movie I remember how she made me feel. How a simple text like 'ahem' would wake me up from my slumber, even today after all this time I don't think I have received a better text.

I have a habit of chewing on things after they are at least an year or two old. You see back when I was a kid I had an operation done which blocks out all the unpleasant things for a period of at least 2 years.

2 years ago.

I had built up all my defenses, a whole suit of armour if you will, so nothing could hurt me, then one stupid girl, no different from any other stupid girl, wandered into a metro station and therefore into my stupid life... I gave her a piece of me. She didn't ask for it. Then one day she did something as dumb as agreeing to go out on a date with me, she did this dumb thing a couple of more times and my life wasn't my own anymore.

As some of you may know I am not much of a talker usually I get by, by nodding my head at an interval of 1. 35 mins and saying I understand exactly 20 seconds after the nod. She on the other hand loved to talk and talk she did. I knew about the life of people I had never met, would never meet and probably never had the intention of meeting. And the truth is she totally pulled it off, the talking bit I mean.

And then I ended it all for good enough sane reasons which still are good enough. As I said some things are never meant to be together. Things like oil and water, orange juice and tooth paste.

Me and Ann

But tomorrow is another day!

PS: Let me know if the title is corny or not

PPS: The above post is a work of fiction which may be derived from some real life events.

Let there be light and lets look at the past

2009-07-04T22:41:00.000-07:00

As a famous guy once said "Let there be light", I am back biatches and I have a feeling I am going to be much more regular. Yes I have stories to spin and tell.

Last year has been errr to say the least eventful and it will all be brought to its rightful culmination in a few more months *fingers crossed*. You shall be informed and made up to date with all the gory details,don't worry.

Now that we are done with the all the niceties I shall begin the story.

College:You have four years to be irresponsible here. Relax. Work is for people with jobs. You'll never remember class time, but you'll remember time you wasted hanging out with your friends. So, stay out late. Go out on a Tuesday with your friends when you have a paper due Wednesday. Spend money you don't have. Drink 'til sunrise. The work never ends, but college does.

29th July 2003: I entered Roorkee for the very first time. I had passed this small sleepy town two years back on a school trip to Mussorie and had been teased by my friends that I might be here the next year, took me one extra year but I was finally here.

First Impressions and being late as always: I was impressed with the small colonial style department buildings and the picturesque Main Building and was looking forward to have a dekho at my Bhawan(Dorm) room but first the registration formalities had to be completed. After much asking and reading the sign boards we finally reached the Civil Auditorium and I was the last person to register for Electrical.

Dorm Room and the Roomie: I had hoped for a nice room and a nicer roomie who will follow all my orders, yes I am hitlerstic like that. But all I got was F-74, the last room in the whole frigging hostel (the one beside the common bathrooms!) with a mile wide U turn to get to the department and not to mention no garden view :(. The roomie was a small town guy who had listened to a grand total of 1 English song that too by Sucky Celine Dion or whatever her name is. I rest my case.

Pendulum swings a month or two

Muvo and Avril Lavigne: I was accompanied by my dearest friend Walkman to the campus and our friendship had its up and downs usually broken in by battery changes, but all relationships are not meant to last and this one breathed its last in about 2 months. I was left alone in the eerie silence for 2 days, unable to take it anymore I decided to venture forth and meet the weird specks guy in my row who happened to have a mp3 player. I know it is sad now but trust me it was the latest craze that had not caught on in India at that time. He has always been cool like that, the weird specks guy I mean.

Pendulum Swings 4 years

23rd May 2007: College ends, Real world beckons, I can't pretend to be Peter Pan anymore. Or so I thought.

PS: More to come when I feel like it.

Writing Project No 1

2009-05-25T06:18:00.000-07:00

I know you haven't heard from me in a long time and I have fielded queries from people in the real world on the lack of posts here. The thing is I don't write here until I feel like writing here lol, yup that's how I roll.

Today's post was filed away in my journal sometime in 07 and is oddly titled

20/10/07

"Writing Project No1"

This came to me at a time between the night and the dawn. It was the hazy world between the asleep and awake, oh fuck it I am just scribbling away in my diary right now! either way it's all sage and junk. It had been an early Monday morning and it was going to be a long day. Yet there was something to look forward to, it was something that happens at dawn and at dusk but I won't tell you what it is !

The time seems to fly by.

Statistics on the number of Chevrolets and Toyotas.

Talks of a Bi-Dog (Yes you heard it right a BI-DOG!).

and the smiles , guffaws (her), laughs, the knowing smirks (me).

The sleeping crowd.

The bus stop.

The End with no new beginning!

25/05/07

PS: I made my debut at Capitol this weekend, awesome fun!

Pay through Spiderpal !

2008-11-22T01:58:00.000-08:00

Below is the complete email conversation that Adelaide man David Thorne claims he had with a utility company chasing payment of an overdue bill.

From: Jane Gilles
Date: Wednesday 8 Oct 2008 12.19pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Overdue account

Dear David,
Our records indicate that your account is overdue by the amount of $233.95. If you have already made this payment please contact us within the next 7 days to confirm payment has been applied to your account and is no longer outstanding.

Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles

From: David Thorne
Date: Wednesday 8 Oct 2008 12.37pm
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Re: Overdue account

Dear Jane,
I do not have any money so am sending you this drawing I did of a spider instead. I value the drawing at $233.95 so trust that this settles the matter.

Regards, David.

From: Jane Gilles
Date: Thursday 9 Oct 2008 10.07am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Overdue account

Dear David,
Thankyou for contacting us. Unfortunately we are unable to accept drawings as payment and your account remains in arrears of $233.95. Please contact us within the next 7 days to confirm payment has been applied to your account and is no longer outstanding.

Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles

From: David Thorne
Date: Thursday 9 Oct 2008 10.32am
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Re: Overdue account

Dear Jane,
Can I have my drawing of a spider back then please.

Regards, David.

From: Jane Gilles
Date: Thursday 9 Oct 2008 11.42am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Overdue account

Dear David,
You emailed the drawing to me. Do you want me to email it back to you?

Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles

From: David Thorne
Date: Thursday 9 Oct 2008 11.56am
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Overdue account

Dear Jane,

Yes please.

Regards, David.

From: Jane Gilles
Date: Thursday 9 Oct 2008 12.14pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Overdue account

Attached

From: David Thorne
Date: Friday 10 Oct 2008 09.22am
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Whose spider is that?

Dear Jane, Are you sure this drawing of a spider is the one I sent you? This spider only has seven legs and I do not feel I would have made such an elementary mistake when I drew it.

Regards, David.

From: Jane Gilles
Date: Friday 10 Oct 2008 11.03am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Whose spider is that?

Dear David, Yes it is the same drawing. I copied and pasted it from the email you sent me on the 8th. David your account is still overdue by the amount of $233.95. Please make this payment as soon as possible.

Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles

From: David Thorne
Date: Friday 10 Oct 2008 11.05am
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Automated Out of Office Response

Thankyou for contacting me. I am currently away on leave, traveling through time and will be returning last week.

Regards, David.

From: David Thorne
Date: Friday 10 Oct 2008 11.08am
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Re: Re: Whose spider is that?

Hello, I am back and have read through your emails and accept that despite missing a leg, that drawing of a spider may indeed be the one I sent you. I realise with hindsight that it is possible you rejected the drawing of a spider due to this obvious limb ommission but did not point it out in an effort to avoid hurting my feelings. As such, I am sending you a revised drawing with the correct number of legs as full payment for any amount outstanding. I trust this will bring the matter to a conclusion.

Regards, David.

From: Jane Gilles
Date: Monday 13 Oct 2008 2.51pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Whose spider is that?

Dear David, As I have stated, we do not accept drawings in lei of money for accounts outstanding. We accept cheque, bank cheque, money order or cash. Please make a payment this week to avoid incurring any additional fees.

Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles

From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 13 Oct 2008 3.17pm
To: Jane Gilles
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Whose spider is that?

I understand and will definately make a payment this week if I remember. As you have not accepted my second drawing as payment, please return the drawing to me as soon as possible. It was silly of me to assume I could provide you with something of completely no value whatsoever, waste your time and then attach such a large amount to it.

Regards, David.

From: Jane Gilles
Date: Tuesday 14 Oct 2008 11.18am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Whose spider is that?

Attached

Short Open Letters

2008-09-19T10:28:00.000-07:00

Dear Salman Khan

Dude get married already, you don't have to be the "first one" for every actress I find beautiful. It's not fair on me.

Dear Grinch

Stop being mean and weird. I can go on and on on how weird you have become since moving so please just get your act together.

Dear Article Boy

Stop bitching behind my back, that's what girls do. I know I steal your thunder in front of the girls but you have to learn how to deal with it. Mkay!

Dear Partner in crime at the parties

Let's think the unthinkable, let's do the undoable, let's prepare to grapple with the ineffable itself, and see if we may not eff it after all.

Dear TV News Channels

How much does it cost to get some news from you huh !

Dear John McCain

Please sign more deals with India, I will vote for you :P

Dear Extraterrestrials

If you don't want us to see your spaceships, then turn the lights off. You guys are trying to sneak around up there and you're lit up like fucking Christmas trees.

Dear Bob Dylan

Please come back and sing for me once more.

Dear Barrack Obama

If you were not black and a guy, they would be calling you anorexic. Go eat something, hell if you and your family are busy ask Hillary she'll cook something up for you.

Dear (not) Guest Post Writer

You are such sweet person otherwise.

There is something about Summer !

2008-06-11T01:38:00.000-07:00

There is something about Summer Roberts unlike Marry she is my persona of an ideal girlfriend. It all began circa 2006, when I was non- dating A [1]. I and friends had just gotten over the anime craze that had gripped the campus in late 2005 and early 2006 and were hitherto exploring the uncharted territory of drama series and sitcoms (We would exclude FRIENDS from this genre as every Ankit, Gaurav and Nitin has watched it). The first series that we got our hands on was “The OC”. Season one starred the goofy, sarcastic and oh so familiar antics of Seth Cohen [2]. As most of the gang had had unsuccessful junior School crushes we immediately identified with Seth’s situation with Summer, what we had not expected was how her character will shape up during the course of the series and how my perception of her will change from “that girl” in junior high that I never talked to the one where she is now my ideal girlfriend.

Summer is portrayed as a stereotypical spoiled somewhat snobby rich girl with her trademark “ewww” setting the ball rolling, but as the series progressed her character grew and by the end of season three she became the ideal girlfriend. Now since I am typing this out in Word, I would take benefit of the "bullet point technology" and type out some of the reasons why Summer Roberts is the one:

- When does a guy like a girl, well when she is willing to chase him and yet you have to chase her for you two to be together, I know this doesn’t make sense but Summer pulls this one with remarkable ease in season one when she affected by Seth’s hanging out with Ann and her having a fling with Danny

- When a girl is intelligent yet not always reciting quotes from Shakespeare or going on on about a bard from Elizabeth’s court who wrote a three hundred page poem for her majesty but was still sent to the gallows. Summer is just that with a 1600 in SATs and a drawer full of latest Vogues. Her dressing sense is an added plus; I mean if you know me you would know I am a sucker for preppy.

- When a girl is there and I mean really there for friends both hers and yours. Summer’s equation with Merissa and her Ryan exemplifies this.

- The girl who’s got the spunk and the substance, I mean who doesn’t love a girlfriend who does environmental work and takes care of random bunnies and yet is blonde enough to not know the sex of her pet.

The bullet lists do not matter for me either you are Summer or you might as well be a Martian sandstorm for all I care.

At the end I would like to request the reader who fancies herself as Summer to kindly get in touch with my good friend “Summer Hunter” [3], she will be the final judge of whether you are the real thing or not.

[1] The probable reason while Summer is ideal because she was all A could never be

[2] We all fancied ourselves as Seth, but you know who the real Seth is right, the one who sends out this gibberish into Blogosphere

[3] Yes that’s how we roll Summer Hunter and Seth Cohen :)

So True !

2008-05-22T21:45:00.000-07:00

Cellphone Etiquettes for Dummies

2008-05-16T08:53:00.000-07:00

We’ve all heard about them from the time we were very young- manners, manners, manners. Mothers all over the globe do what they can to instill some kind of proper etiquette in their children and many succeed. However when many people use a cellphone, etiquette seems to disappear. So here's a quick fire list which will transform your image from an ape using a Motorola Dynatac to a suave sophisticated person with a fancy i phone

1. Answer the phone: May seem basic but hardly followed, these days people just refuse to pickup their phones. Given that you may be a lil busy at times and not able to attend calls so you must call back in these cases.

2. Let the other person speak: Again pretty straight forward, but some people seem to be infected with verbal diarrhea and just cant stop yapping. This particular habit makes me want to simply hang up on them*.

3. Don't hang up abruptly: Always be polite when you hang up, enough said.

4. Don't give miss calls to people and want them to call you: That's just cheap.(This also includes SMSing people for calling you)

5. Call other people: We know that you are broke 28 days out of 30 but still everyone appreciates if the other person also bothers to call sometimes.

6. Call people when you have already given them a time for calling: This variety is the most obnoxious according to me, either you call when you say you are going to or don't bother saying that you will call. I have hundred other things to worry about then your call.

So folks that's it according to me, you guys are most welcome to add to the list. Many people have had the experience of being nexted coz they didn't follow these etiquettes, for others I have made peace with the fact that they have a pint sized brain and would never be able to comprehend the above rules, it's enough that they have a cellphone, using it properly.... may be in the next lifetime :P.

I never did say "Hi"

2008-05-08T10:05:00.000-07:00

Over the course of your lifetime you meet a whole lotta people, some of them stick with you through thick and thin and while with others you just walk a few blocks on the street called Life and then they take a different turn and you never get to see them again, there is another category of people who you have never quite walked with but they keep bumping into you on every other turn and you just wonder why haven't you said a "Hi" to this person all this while.

Once upon a time there was a girl I knew, who shared my school bus stop with me. Brown hair, brown eyes. I never quite said "Hi" to her, I wish I had but we never got to that level where I could just pop around on the bus stop and say "Hi".(Yea I know I was pretty bad). Anyho time rolled along and I decided that I had a crush on her and this made the aforementioned "Hi" even more difficult to say( I know I was one of those tragedy kings meets Dram Queen kinda person, still am a lil bit).

She was my " keeping bumping into at most inane of places". I would see her in a restaurant half way across the city. I mean what are the odds of someone choosing the same restaurant out hundreds of restaurants on the same day that you decided to go there. Then I met her at a party which I decided to attend at the last minute and viola there she is enjoying the '"Golgappas" that you too like, keep in mind I was just tagging along with someone who had been invited to this party and didn't want to show up all alone.

Change is never easy. You fight to hold on. You fight to let go. I moved away to college and never did see her again for a few years. I have since then moved back to the city and a few days back I saw her at the same Bus Stop that we once shared, life had come full circle and I realized I still haven't said "Hi" to her, this was a different time but the same me so I just moved on , may be next time we bump into each other I would give her the link to this place.

PS: If you have been reading the blog regularly I might have referred to her as Bus Stop Girl or the elusive one before.

Am I a Dylan

2008-04-12T09:11:00.000-07:00

Sometimes you think and you wonder
That as times are a changing
You too are a changing
From walking down a lonely road
You are now on a highway chocked
Just yesterday there was a cricket match on the street
and the hostel din surrounded everything
But come today and you wander
in the corridors of power and a mall
You too are a changing!

Aplhabets: Funny creatures

2008-03-23T02:31:00.000-07:00

I am sure God had the same thing in mind when he created English language. I think I am gonna get hold of small kid and teach him alphabets(or not). Anyways I promise to fill you in on Shillong Nothings next time, till then hold on to that mouse of yours(I think I may have intended some pun there).

Dating 101

2008-03-06T22:11:00.000-08:00

Dating, going steady, seeing someone, hanging out, and going out. An exhaustive list of words/phrases to describe a brief exercise designed for young men and women to eventually add more leaves to the family tree. Today you are invited to a thoughtful, concise and entertaining (or so I hope) sermon on this modern phenomenon. How wise, flippant, sober or stupid, this treatment has been, it is for the reader alone to judge. However if out of curiosity, admiration or pure pity the readers detect the faint beginning of a smile on their faces than your neighborhood saint would consider his work well done.

We shall start from the basics first up the victims/perpetrators.

Man: Four to two to three legs and boom dating, it’s as simple as that.

Woman: When the aforesaid man asks her out for a coffee.

Now usually the boy in question fully unprepared picks up the phone and calls his certain someone and talks about all the things like homework, career and even some random Bushisms he heard the other day and the girl acutely aware of the boy’s condition plays along and seeing his opportunity boy prepares for the final question, like a kamikaze pilot he takes one last breath and lunges forward. He asks the girl out to the local coffee shop.

At the coffee shop feeling the full weight of the moment boy tries to engage in small talk only to find that there is an alien menu staring back at him asking him to choose a coffee from. The ritual continues and usually spills over to a second date. Houston we have lift off! In some cases this cycle of dates continues till either the boy decides it is time to pop the big one “Do you wanna be my girl” [1] or the girl decides that she “just wants to be friends” [2]. And just like that the first leg of the ceremony is over leaving the newly formed couple with inflated phone bills.

The tone and tenure of the whole thing may vary from place to place, from generation to generation but remember that even Adam had to ask Eve out [3].

[1] I know a few Indian specimens you have used variations of the phrase “I love you” on these occasions with partial success.

[2] This leaves you with a lot of frivolous coffee bills and possibly a broken heart

[3] A certain apple had its role in this story but no coffee !

Singles Awareness Day

2008-02-12T23:19:00.000-08:00

14^th February, a day which did not hold much significance in the years I spent growing up. Archie’s Gallery was a new fad. There were no CCDs and Barista outlets around. And just as I shipped out to the college Boom! There was a CCD near my place, a Barista opened its gates and suddenly the Espresso Coffee gave way to Cappuccinos. I guess what I am trying to say is that ‘events’ are scared lil cats they don’t come at you one by one they attack as a pack and leap out at you when you least expect them to.

I remember very little of when I was introduced to this whole new concept, I guess it was my sister who started it. The funny thing is when you are in 9^th grade; you think you are the men among 7^th grade boys and as no self respecting man would I didn’t give in to the shenanigans that the ‘kids’ were engaged in. The first 14^th February just came and went by.

Come next year and it was like the ghosts of Valentine Past, present and future and everything else in between had descended upon me, there I was holding a phone in my hand trying to work up the courage to call up my would be valentine, there are few things in life as terrifying as calling up a 14 year old girl and asking her to be your valentine. The easy thing would have been to just dial her number and ask her out but then again the road less traveled is less traveled for a reason, so I moved on to the next best thing.

I calculated, I schemed, I bumped off a few friends, I bribed and there I was seating on a seat just behind her, trying to catch a glimpse of interest but the dork that she was, there was nothing more important than the Battles of Panipat in her life. Finally T- 10 seconds to the final bell I gave her the valentine card. The rest of the story is one of those ‘I haven’t told this to anyone’ things. Alright this may not have been the way it all went down, but this is how it should have, this is how I wanted it to happen. Reality is wrong, dreams are for real.

PS: You know I have been thinking for some time and my espresso has already gone cold, how many guys do you reckon would be feeling like a short pudgy child has shot an arrow through their heart tomorrow. I hope that the ER rooms are ready for the Valentine day onslaughtJ.

To whom it may concern: It is Summer time

2008-02-02T02:16:00.000-08:00

When I was younger I would remember everything, whether it happened or not, I much saner now and only remember what people think I would remember. I know it’s always best to look at life through the windshield rather than through the rear view mirror but then again there is a reason that rear view mirror is there. The reason for me is to look back, cock my head sideways at 45° and smile after all memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.

A year ends and another comes up but before it does there is a time when all things school are put on hold. This is the time of early morning cricket matches, of evenings spent cycling, of summer flings. It’s the time when nothing seems impossible, like endeavors to build a Schwarzenegger body, the hope that you will finally somehow against all the forces of the universe meet the elusive one.

This one summer break was unlike others, I was going on a school trip. Some will say that Mumbai is where dreams come true but this one summer the official dream city had moved. It was the time of possibilities, of hope, of reckless abandonment, of wild hopes and of puppy love. Love is a horrible thing, forget the age old advise of feeling something in the pit of your stomach it’s more like being a rugby ball being kicked at, thrown around for 90 minutes except in this case it lasts a little while longer.

It was an empty bus on a mountain side, we both had stayed coz of the giddy feeling that one gets while climbing mountain roads at least that was the case with her. I think my giddy feeling came from a totally unrelated phenomenon. We both sat on our seats thinking, waiting, feeling giddy and then there we were facing each other. It was the first kiss for both of us. We never really talked about it afterwards. Once back she said goodbye to me in front of my parents who knew a lil too much about her being my first crush.

PS: I am new to this kinda writing.

Wonder Years

2008-01-23T21:52:00.002-08:00

Let us deviate from the tried and tested script for a while and talk about life. You know life, the moments that you just can’t forget and the moments that you wish never did happen and everything else in between. Just the other day you were the kid who would hop in the school bus to meet his Winnie Cooper and then you were the boy who would stand on the bus stand waiting to catch a glimpse of the elusive one across the road and now the guy sitting by a fire place and typing this post out. High school was like a spork, a crappy spoon and a crappy fork, so in the end it was just plain useless. Growing up is full of big moments. Some of them you can see coming from a mile away; and some you can't see at all.

Things never turn out the way that you thought they would, neither do you go on to become a pilot which was the first thing you wanted to be nor do you even remember what you wanted to be after the whole pilot phase fizzled out. You just wish that the best in you is still up your sleeve.

Just the other day there were only two channels that you had only two channels to choose from and today you have a dish on your roof that would bring in all but the two you want to watch. From watching the Byomokesh Bakshis a few years ago now you can’t wait to get your hands on the latest sitcom out in the US. I remember a time a place when kids use to leave the playing field for the Sunday evening movie; I remember a house like a lot of houses a locality like a lot of localities and how it felt to grow up among people and places I loved and most of all I remember how hard it was to move away for college. Sometimes I just look back and wonder.

Life is like a scrap book. Most people have just 20 pages, but what you are looking for is the one with 50 pages with some extra magenta pages thrown in. I fancy myself as a 50 page scrap book though I have got a few missing. It’s ok though coz I got some nice olive pages at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I seem to bump into a lot of 20 pages. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 50 pages type.. I'm like, "hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "no - I want magenta!"”

We shall resume normal transmission from next post (or not!).

Have a lovely weekend.

An Open letter to my Dog

2008-01-14T00:09:00.000-08:00

I know I have been MIA for quite some time but life's been a busy b***h and I have been having too much fun to come back and post here, which doesn't mean that the fun has ended now, it's just that I love you guys too much to let you stay in peace for more than 20 days or so. So without much ado I present to "An Open letter to my Dog".

Dear Dog

It's me The Blog Owner, now although you rarely read this blog and may not be able to recognize who this is, let me jog your memory. Everyday at 6:30 AM when all the world is asleep in their warm and cozy rooms and it's like freezing out there, I take you out for Potty.

Ok now wipe that self satiating smile of your face, in future try to do your stuff a lil faster so I can get in a few minutes of extra sleep. You see I have been working on a lot of BPR [1] Projects lately and thought that may you could do with a simple algorithm for pooping:

STEP 1: Wake me up, you do not need to lick my feet or my face at this step. I repeat no licking just a low barking sound will do.

STEP2: When I try to put the Red Leash on, that's exactly what I am doing, I am not playing fetch the ball or some such thing( Why would I effing want to play fetch at 6:30 in the morning !)
So behave and let me put it on.

STEP 3: At this point we go out and you take a poop. Now as my BPR acumen tells me this is the most time consuming step in the whole process and needs re-engineering ( if it was some other project we could have done with some ICT [2] initiatives but no this is you ). So I would just say take a poop already and you would obey.

STEP 4: On our way back we don't need to play " who walked by here " by smelling every vertical surface around. I repeat out Objective of Potty is over and now we shall retreat to our warm and cozy room. Do you copy Dear Dog ?

Ok now that we have gotten that issue out of the way, it brings me to another incident:

Stop hitting on Girls that I like ok! I can't believe that I am just left standing there while you become the center of attraction of a group of girls. You are supposed to be my wing (well sorta) so quit ruining my game.

And now for the reason that you shall obey whatever has been said herein you see I have opposable thumbs. This is why I get to be in charge. I can open cans, doors, and bags of treats. . I'm also the only one with a driver's license and a car. I win. Being cute is no match for opposable thumbs.

While I in no way wish to suppress your rightful dogginess, I feel that these very simple guidelines will allow us to continue to co-exist in peaceful harmony.

Much thanks,

The Blog Owner

[1] BPR : Business Process Re-engineering

[2] ICT : Information and Communication Technology

"What happened to all the Nice Guys"

2007-12-16T07:17:00.000-08:00

Last post had a section on Nice Rebuttals and alluded to the Nice Guy Syndrome and while I was scuba diving in the vast ocean of intra web I came up with this lil GOLD nugget. The views presented here are not mine but I do find myself nodding to them albeit with a lil smirk and "take that" feeling thrown in. So here it is:

What happened to all the nice guys?

The answer is simple: you did.

See, if you think back, really hard, you might vaguely remember a Platonic guy pal who always seemed to want to spend time with you. He'd tag along with you when you went shopping, stop by your place for a movie when you were lonely but didn't feel like going out, or even sit there and hold you while you sobbed and told him about how horribly the (other) guy that you were fucking treated you.

At the time, you probably joked with your girlfriends about how he was a little puppy dog, always following you around, trying to do things to get you to pay attention to him. They probably teased you because they thought he had a crush on you. Given that his behavior was, admittedly, a little pathetic, you vehemently denied having any romantic feelings for him, and buttressed your position by claiming that you were "just friends." Besides, he totally wasn't your type. I mean, he was a little too short, or too bald, or too fat, or too poor, or didn't know how to dress himself, or basically be or do any of the things that your tall, good-looking, fit, rich, stylish boyfriend at the time pulled off with such ease.

Eventually, your Platonic buddy drifted away, as your relationship with the boyfriend got more serious and spending time with this other guy was, admittedly, a little weird, if you werent dating him. More time passed, and the boyfriend eventually cheated on you, or became boring, or you realized that the things that attracted you to him weren't the kinds of things that make for a good, long-term relationship. So, now, you're single again, and after having tried the bar scene for several months having only encountered players and douche bags, you wonder, "What happened to all the nice guys?"

Well, once again, you did.

You ignored the nice guy. You used him for emotional intimacy without reciprocating, in kind, with physical intimacy. You laughed at his consideration and resented his devotion. You valued the aloof boyfriend more than the attentive "just-a-" friend. Eventually, he took the hint and moved on with his life. He probably came to realize, one day, that women aren't really attracted to guys who hold doors open; or make dinners just because; or buy you a Christmas gift that you mentioned, in passing, that you really wanted five months ago; or listen when you're upset; or hold you when you cry. He came to realize that, if he wanted a woman like you, he'd have to act more like the boyfriend that you had. He probably cleaned up his look, started making some money, and generally acted like more of an asshole than he ever wanted to be.

Fact is, now, he's probably getting laid, and in a way, your ultimate rejection of him is to thank for that. And I'm sorry that it took the complete absence of "nice guys" in your life for you to realize that you missed them and wanted them. Most women will only have a handful of nice guys stumble into their lives, if that.

So, if you're looking for a nice guy, here's what you do:

1.) Build a time machine.
2.) Go back a few years and pull your head out of your ass.
3.) Take a look at what's right in front of you and grab ahold of it.

I suppose the other possibility is that you STILL don't really want a nice guy, but you feel the social pressure to at least appear to have matured beyond your infantile taste in men. In which case, you might be in luck, because the nice guy you claim to want has, in reality, shed his nice guy mantle and is out there looking to unleash his cynicism and resentment onto someone just like you.

If you were five years younger.

So, please: either stop misrepresenting what you want, or own up to the fact that you've fucked yourself over. You're getting older, after all. It's time to excise the bullshit and deal with reality. You didn't want a nice guy then, and he certainly doesn't fucking want you, now.

Sincerely,

A Recovering Nice Guy

PS: I am listening to YMCA right now and trying to make the alphabets which should give you a hint as to why I am not in writing mood today. YMCA.....

NOTHING 9 : Randomness

2007-12-12T07:19:00.000-08:00

Well if you are expecting a cleverly crafted tale of humor with embellishments of Sarcasm and the wierdosity that is me, then my friend you have come to the wrong place 'coz we never serve that connotation at this place.

Getting Married: (to her Fiance) Go home, take two slices on bread, make omelet , eat it and then go to sleep , get up tomorrow at 6:00 AM, take a morning walk......(you get the idea right !)

Me: Why don't you open up your laptop and make him a Daily Plan using Microsoft Project, you can use the Gannt Chart view which would be so much more easier for him.

Getting Married: The Pandit Ji is giving me headaches with his ever expanding and completely abstruse list of Puja Samagri.

Me: Why don't you make an excel sheet and email it over to your Pandit Ji and ask him to edit it in Track Change mode it will make life a lot easier for you and for him.

Moving on to uncharted territories we shall hypothesize on the subject of being "Nice" (and no I am not going to give out lectures on How to avoid the nice guy routine here!).

We will discuss how you can turn the tables with your "Nice" rebuttal. For e.g.

1. Hey that's a nice dress you got there (Should never ever be confused with cute/sexy dress). What this actually means is that I for once would be a Chauvinist and not comment on the eye jarring color that you are wearing.

2. Oh thats so nice of you! What this one means is whatever you did it doesn't matter much but You did something that lies somewhere between me sending you a Thankyou note or ignoring you

3. Nice !This I use when I am at loss of words to explain the phenomenon in question

So what I want to say is that the "Nice" rebuttal comes in all shapes and sizes and these are my two cents to the "Nice" scheme that many of us run. Please feel free to add to the list.

Thus endeth the Lesson

They say it's so me !

2007-12-10T09:25:00.001-08:00

PS: All you peeps add the Honesty Box Application on Facebook, if nothing else you could spam your friends all you wanted

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2007-11-04T06:15:00.001-08:00

It was the sixth time I had watched Notting Hill and though hang on this is a nice idea for a post after all I am your regular sarcastic and hopelessly romantic chump. So here is the post where I list some of the scenes from the movie with comments from yours truly and I do this at the danger of being called the guy who wouldn’t let you watch the movie with his galling comments but such are the travails associated with being a blog writer:P.

Scene 1

William - Would you like something to eat? Something to nibble? Apricots, soaked in honey? Quite why, no one knows, because it stops them tasting like apricots and makes them taste like honey... and if you wanted honey, you could just... buy honey. Instead of apricots. But nevertheless they're yours if you want them.

I would say that was rather funny than say

The Guy at Barista – What coffee would you like sir?

Me – Ahh hmmm (Looks at the menu for what seems like an eternity), how about that one over there second row fourth column just below the espresso.

The Guy at Barista – Sir that’s a black coffee, are you sure about it?

Me – Oh no no I would like a cappuccino than.

The Guy at Barista – Very well sir, do you mind Sir, the Lady [1] here has been staring at you for a rather long time.

Me - What Lady?

The Lady - You know I have been standing here and watching you order a coffee for like 8 mins now.

Me – It’s been that long.

The Lady – Yeah!

Me – Smiles like Hugh Grant and shrugs.

Scene 2

William – The film’s great, I was just wondering whether you ever thought of having more horses in it?

Anna – Well, we would have liked to but it was difficult, obviously being set in space.

William – Space right yeah obviously very difficult.

(Interruption by her manager on talking about Anna’s next movie)

William – Any horses in that one or hounds for that matter, our readers are intrigued equally by both species.

Anna – It takes place on a Submarine.

No comments there I have never been hustled into interviewing a celebrity (just don’t see it happening), but what I do have for you is a totally awkward situation.

Her – Do you have a girlfriend?

Me - No.

Me - Do you have a boyfriend.

Her – No.

Me – Ever had one? (Of course you daft headed prick, just look at her does she look like she wouldn’t have had a boyfriend, (God you are such a kid))

Her – Yea, I think I have told you about my ex

(Then she goes on about how they broke up and are still in touch blah blah blah)

Me – So you guys are on a break right now?

Her – Yeah, it’s more like a permanent kind of thing.

Me – Oh so this is like a irremovable discontinuity in you love graph. (Seriously what is wrong with you!)

Her – A what?

(A lecture on high school mathematics follows)

I wouldn’t go further coz it would involve some more mathematics and readers had complained about headaches in the previous post. (Alright I would have, I don’t give balls to your headache but it’s just too nerdy)

Scene 3

It’s the Whoopsidaisies! Scene (go watch the movie if you haven’t seen it yet), it’s one of them classic scenes and my comments on this one are:

“Where in Delhi is such a Garden where you could just walk with your date without looking like a Hobo couple”

PS: Dear HCE there might be some punctuation mistakes here and there, please forgive. I didn't get it edited coz you were(are) having exams.

PPS: I am headed towards the same Barista again, hopefully this time I shall be able to decide my coffee a lil faster

You Know Just Another Mathematical Proof !

2007-10-23T02:22:00.000-07:00

Credits : Someone out there.

Suppose that you can go out with some number of guys, n. Assume that after going out with any number r (1 ≤ r ≤ n) of the men, you can rank them from most preferable (rank 1) to least preferable (rank r). At any stage, you can either stop and commit to one man, or go on to the next one. Further, assume that once a guy is rejected you can never go back.

For i = 1, …, n, let U(i) be the utility of selecting the guy with rank i among all n guys. We shall assume that U(1) ≥ U(2) ≥ … ≥ U(n). Let the random variable X denote the rank of the man that is selected. The goal is to find a rule with maximizes E(U(X)).

For a = 1, …, r and r = 1, …, n, let U^*(a,r) denote the expected utility of the optimal continuation when r guys have been inspected and the r^th guy has been found to have a rank a among the r. Also, let U₀(a,r) denote the expected utility if the r^th man is selected, and dating is terminated. Since we fixed an n,

U^*(a,n) = U₀(a,n) = U(a)

Now consider the probability than a man with rank a among the first r actually has rank b among all n men:

( b – 1 ) × ( n – b ) / (

n )

a – 1 r – a

r

The rank b must lie between the bounds a ≤ b ≤ (n – r + a). Therefore,

b=a

U₀(a,r) = ∑ U(b) ( b – 1 ) × ( n – b ) / ( n )

a – 1 r – a r

n–r+a

Clearly, after inspecting r guys, the expected utility of inspecting one more and continuing optimally is

b=1

1/(r+1) × ∑ U^*(b, r+1)

r+1

Call this expression Z. From this, we can see that U^*(a,r) = max(U₀(a,r),Z). The optimal procedure is to continue if U^*(a,r) > U₀(a,r), and to commit when U^*(a,r) = U₀(a,r)

Now, consider the choice of utility function. Assume a spherical cow. Also, assume that U(1) = 1, and U(b) = 0 for b = 2, …, n. Then U₀(1,r) = r/n, and U₀(a,r) = 0 a = 2, …, r. Note that this is a fair approximation for the case of a soulmate. Then U^*(1,r) = r/n, and should be continued if U^*(1,r) > r/n.

It then follows that the optimal procedure is to go out with 1/e of the guys, and then select the first one thereafter which has rank 1.

Now, if n isn’t fixed, utility can be maximized by maximizing n. I’m a guy. QED.

An alternate proof can be constructed by assuming we’re both Bayesian reasoners, that disagreements about priors are irrational, and that my priors are rational. The proof is left as an exercise to the reader.

NOTHING 8: Of Buses, Dogs and the Universe!

2007-10-14T05:42:00.000-07:00

Ahh my groupies it’s that time of the year when you squeal with joy and basically have a good belly laugh, it is NOTHING time and as promised the brew is a quirky mix of Nerd meets Standup Comedian.

Anyways without me vexing eloquent and straining my unexercised Literary muscles it is time to introduce two new characters, now some of you would be thinking that the cast has been changing very erratically like them shows on Zee and Star Plus let me assure you that I am not pulling a Ekta K (K)apoor on you poor glued to your computer screen souls, in fact I am thinking of an episode where all the characters Party, so there.

Our first new character is none other than Comet the Cosmo Dog (No reference to that motivational magazine that is extensively used at IITs) and the Bus Girl here are a few quick snatches of our conversation:

Morning!

Comet the Cosmo Dog: Ooh, man - you scared the crap out of me. See? There it is.

Me: But I was just trying to make you wear a sweater, you know winters are coming

Comet the Cosmo Dog: You want me to wear a sweater, why don’t you try wearing a tail for a while!

Me: Dude first you get up every day 10 min before me and behave like an Alarm gone wild with no snooze button and then this, How Rude !

Comet the Cosmo Dog: Do you know I am getting fat?

Me: Yea so!

Comet the Cosmo Dog: Genius what that means is that you aren’t getting enough exercise.

Me: What!

Comet the Cosmo Dog: On another note did you know that there is now a Facebook application especially for Pet Dogs, and you haven’t made me a profile till now!

Me: What, how, when and how exactly do you know about it!

Comet the Cosmo Dog: Do you think I am just lying there while you are busy playing your Poke wars with Ami buahahahaha !

Evening!

Bus Girl: Do you like animals?

Me: Yes in fact I have a pet dog name Comet.

Bus Girl: Do you remember the meeting that you had missed!

Me: err yeah!

Bus Girl: Do you know what that means.

Me: That I was really engrossed in my work and missed a meeting and am very sorry about that.

Bus Girl: Yes but it also means that you are insensitive, rude...[1], mean…. [2], careless….. [3], also do you remember the first words that came out of yer mouth when you talked to me?

Me: How in my living memories can I forget that Faux Pas! (In my defense you are too hot to be flicking those lustrous hairs and staring so pensively at the traffic)

Bus Girl: It means that you are very abrupt…[4]

Me: Why don’t you tell me something good about me, I haven’t had a good day.

Bus Girl: Ummm Ahhh errrrr heeh ( No she isn’t pulling a Meg Ryan on me(You know the one in Harry met Sally( Brackets within brackets (Sue Me!))))

Me: 8 bit Processor

[1] Look into my eyes !

[2] Look into my eyes !

[3] Say nice things about me please.

[4] Shit I can't hypnotize to save my life :(.

The 6 Songs Post !

2007-09-26T13:40:00.000-07:00

Its been what almost 3 years since I started writing here and I thought 3 years is enough of a time for you to atleast know my 6 fav songs ( Hopelessly self absorbed I know hehe), anyways by knowing these songs you will get to know me The BlogOwner a wee bit more. Enjoy the Show

Song no 1 -- I got a feeling -- cover version by Mongolian Chop Squad

I heard this song in my fourth year of college, it was a rather tumultuous time in my campus life and this song made it a lil easier and kinda gave a rather sublime look to my feelings. Do hear it once and watch out for the slow introduction of instruments one after the other.

Song No 2 -- My World -- Avril Lavigne

It was the summer of 2002 that I came upon Avril Lavigne and her brand of music and incidentally hers was the first album I ever bought ( Yes I see you accusing me of Piracy btw how many movies do you have on your portable hard disk right now ), as it would turn out that I would listen to this album day in day out till my Walkman would give up on me. This song really lets you free and enjoy your surroundings without worrying about the next class or the fast approaching mid terms.

Song No 3 -- Subterranean Homesick Blues -- Bob Dylan

This song to me is one of the fines examples of poetry laced music that is so Dylanish ( I think I invented a word there). The song is kind of an advice to a young man who has just joined the Adult Club and is my fav Office time song. The opening lines " Johny's in the basement mixing up the medicine I am on the pavement thinking bout the Government " are kinda very apt for my work profile :).

Song No 4 -- Hallelujah -- Jeff Buckley

I heard this song while watching Season 1 of THE OC and since then it has been always associated with the feelings of Longings and Love.

"Baby I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor, (You know)
I used to live alone before I knew ya
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
and love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah"

Song No 5 -- Little by Little -- Oasis

There's a rather funny story behind this one, as it turns out I have sung this song on AIR yes you heard it right on an FM station , now next time you meet me you can call me Mr. Awesome lol.

Song No 6 -- Lonely Planet Theme

Well this one is not even a song and I heard it what may be 6 may be 7 years ago on The Discovery Channel on a show called Lonely Planet and since then it plays in my head when ever I go out on a vacation and listening to it makes me remember all the trips that I have gone on and the experiences I have had there.

So guys that sums up my 6 Song Post, I know some of you must have expected to read a NOTHING specially considering the amount of time I have taken off from the Blog, to them I would just like to say that NOTHING 8 and 9 are brewing just wait and keep checking in.

The Blog Owner orders you to have a fun in the week ahead !

Gurgaon Traffic woes !

2007-07-16T22:43:00.000-07:00

Credits: www.xkcd.com

FART DO YOU ?

2007-07-06T03:59:00.000-07:00

CREDITS: Someone out there

All in all, it hadn't been a good day. Bad traffic, a malfunctioning computer, incompetent coworkers and a sore back all made me a seething cauldron of rage. But more importantly for this story, it had been over forty-eight hours since I'd last taken a dump. I'd tried to jumpstart the process, beginning my day with a bowl of bowel-cleansing fiber cereal, following it with six cups of coffee at work, and adding a bean-laden lunch at Taco Bell. As I was returning home from work, my insides let me know with subtle rumbles and the emission of the occasional tiny fart that Big Things would be happening soon. Alas, I had to stop at the mall to pick up an order. I completed this task, and as I was walking past the stores on my way back to the car, I noticed a large sale sign proclaiming, "Everything Must Go!" This was prophetic, for my colon informed me with a sudden violent cramp and a wet, squeaky fart that everything was indeed about to go. I hurried to the mall bathroom. I surveyed the five stalls, which I have numbered 0 through 4 (I write a lot of software) for your convenience:

0.Occupied

1.Clean, but Bathroom Protocol forbids its use, as it's next to the occupied one.

2.Poo on seat.

3.Poo and toilet paper in bowl, unidentifiable liquid splattered on seat.

4.No toilet paper, no stall door, unidentifiable sticky object near base of toilet.

Clearly, it had to be Stall #1. I trudged back, entered, dropped through and sat down. I'm normally a fairly Shameful Shitter. I wasn't happy about being next to the occupied stall, but Big Things were afoot.

I was just getting ready to bear down when all of a sudden the sweet sounds of Beethoven came from next door, followed by a fumbling, and then the sound of a voice answering the ringing phone. As usual for a cell phone conversation, the voice was exactly 8 dB louder than it needed to be. Out of Shameful habit, my sphincter slammed shut. The inane conversation went on and on. Mr. Shitter was blathering to Mrs. Shitter about the shitty day he had. I sat there, cramping and miserable, waiting for him to finish. As the loud conversation dragged on, I became angrier and angrier, thinking that I, too, had a crappy day, but I was too polite to yak about in public. My bowels let me know in no uncertain terms that if I didn't get crapping soon, my day would be getting even crappier.

Finally my anger reached a point that overcame Shamefulness. I no longer cared. I gripped the toilet paper holder in one hand, braced my other hand against the side of the stall, and pushed with all my might. I was rewarded with a fart of colossal magnitude -- a cross between the sound of someone ripping a very wet bed sheet in half and of plywood being torn off a wall. The sound gradually transitioned into a heavily modulated low-RPM tone, not unlike someone firing up a Harley. I managed to hit resonance frequency of the stall, and it shook gently.

-

Once my ass cheeks stopped flapping in the breeze, three things became apparent: (1) The next-door conversation had ceased; (2) my colon's continued seizing indicated that there was more to come; and (3) the bathroom was now beset by a horrible, eldritch stench.

It was as if a gateway to Hell had been opened. The foul miasma quickly made its way under the stall and began choking my poop-mate. This initial "herald" fart had ended his conversation in mid-sentence.

"Oh my God," I heard him utter, following it with the suppressed sounds of choking, and then, "No, baby, that wasn't me (cough, gag), you could hear that (gag)??"

Next door I could hear fumbling with the paper dispenser as he desperately tried to finish his task. Little snatches of conversation made themselves heard over my anal symphony: "Gotta go... horrible... throw up... in my mouth.... not... make it... tell the kids... love them... oh God..." followed by more sounds of suppressed gagging and retching.

-

Alas, it is evidently difficulty to hold one's phone and wipe one's bum at the same time. Just as my high-pressure abuse of the toilet was winding down, I heard a plop and splash from next door, followed by a string of swear words and gags. My poop-mate had dropped his phone into the toilet.

After a considerable amount of paperwork, I got up and surveyed the damage. I felt bad for the janitor who'd be forced to deal with this, but I knew that flushing was not an option. No toilet in the world could handle that unholy mess. Flushing would only lead to a floor flooded with filth.

As I left, I glanced to the next-door stall. Nothing remained in the bowl. Had he flushed his phone, or had he plucked it out and left the bathroom with nasty unwashed hands? The world will never know.

I exited the bathroom, momentarily proud and Shameless, looking around for a face glaring at me. But I saw no one. I suspect that somehow my supernatural elimination has manged to transfer my Shamefulness to my anonymous poop-mate. I think it'll be a long time before he can bring himself to poop in public -- and I doubt he'll ever again answer his cell phone in the loo. And this, my friends, is why you should never talk on your phone in the bathroom.

And now in true Stef style a Drunken Debate What has been your most embarrassing Fart moment ?

Bored.com

2007-06-29T21:47:00.000-07:00

You are an assassin.

That means you are a proffessional and do your job without mixing any emotions in it. In your life you have probably been hurt many times and have gotten some mental scars. This results in you being distant from people. Though many think that you are evil, you are not. What you really are is a person, trying to forget your pain and past. You are the person who never seems to care and that is why being an assassin fits you good. Atleast, that's what people think. Even if you don't care that much for your victims, you still have the ability to care and to generally feel. It is not lost, just a little forgotten. In crowds you tend to not get to noticed, and dress in black or other discrete colours. You don't being in the spotlight and wish people would just leave you alone. But once you do get close to someone you have a hard time letting go and get real down if you loose him/her.

Main weapon: Sniper

Quote: "The walls we build around us to keep out the sadness also keep out the joy" -Jim Rohn

Facial expression: Narrowed eyes

take the quiz at
What Type of Killer Are You? [cool pictures]

Advice to all girls out there !

2007-06-08T10:00:00.000-07:00

All princes start as frogs and all gentlemen as dogs
Just wait till its plain to see
What we're growing up to be
Cause Some frogs will still be frogs
And Some dogs will still be dogs
Some boys could become men
Just don't kiss us 'til then.

You hate men is what you say and I understand how you feel that way
All girls dream of a fairy tale
But what you've got's like a used car salesman
Trying to conceal what's wrong behind a smile and a song
And I'm not saying that boys are not like that
But I think you should know
That some of us will grow
Because. . .All princes start as frogs and all gentlemen as dogs
Just wait till its plain to see
What we're growing up to be
Cause Some frogs will still be frogs
And Some dogs will still be dogs
And Some boys will become men
Just don't kiss us 'til then.

You found him is what you say
And we all want you to feel that way
But the frog you've got seems cute enough to kiss
And maybe frogs seem like that's all their is
But just because you haven't found your prince yet
Doesn't mean you're still not a princess
And what if if your prince comes riding in
While you're kissin' a frog what's he gonna think then
So look into his eyes
Are you a princess or a fly

All princes start as frogs and all gentlemen as dogs
Just wait till its plain to see
What we're growing up to be
Cause Some frogs will still be frogs
And Some dogs will still be dogs
And Some boys will become men
Just don't kiss us 'til then.

USELESS

2007-05-21T11:46:00.000-07:00

NOTHING 7: The Lawyer Chick !

2007-05-21T05:43:00.000-07:00

The Lawyer Chick!

Hmm it's NOTHING time again and this time I am gonna let you in on the anonymous conversations I had with a budding lawyer. We shall refer to her as the Lawyer Chick from here on. Now it all started out well, of course, but as time wore on, it quickly mutated into a cross country joking marathon conducted on the 2nd level of Dante's Inferno. As is well known, Lawyers are the people you need to read the instructions given on the back cover of a board game and they are sorely required if Me and Sri play, and this one was no different. I had to literally come up with the weirdest of jokes to keep the conversation from dying and degenerating into a heap of characters that should have belonged in the recycle bin of her terminal. "I'm not absolutely certain of the facts, but I rather fancy it's Shakespeare who says that it's always just when a fellow is feeling particularly braced with things in general that Fate sneaks up behind him with the bit of lead piping"[1] and this one was one of those moments.

Sample 1:

Lawyer Chick: I would be friends with anyone who comes up with the best line using the words "liver" and "cheese".

Random Guy 1: I love liver and cheese.

Lawyer Chick: Not creative enough.

Random Guy 2: I hate liver and cheese.

Lawyer Chick: Ugh come on guys.

Me: Liver.....cheese mine [2]

Sample 2:

Lawyer Chick: When is your birthday ?

Me: 30th December.

Lawyer Chick: Which year ?

Me: Every year :P.

Sample 3:
Lawyer Chick: wtf is a palindrome.

Me: It's not. [3]

And so after a few mild flirtations I knew it was a choice between packing up and leaving when the going was still good, or stay on and be one of her Jock slaves (I was tempted towards the latter because let's face it she was damn hot. But good sense prevailed and here I am blogging about it.)

[1] This is an all new Spot the Quote contest. Tell me whose the quote from and in return you get a smug smile of being the Mr/Ms Brains.

[2] At this point I hoped she would fall into my arms and I would get the second kiss of my dreary existence but all I got was "You have a good sense of humor".

[3] Copied,this didn't happen.

NOTHING 6: Overheard On Orkut !

2007-05-07T05:07:00.000-07:00

NOTHING 6: Overheard On Orkut !
(Yes, we alliterate and write haikus. We're talented.)

Introducing AMI

WARNING
Don't make fun of NOTHING or it will make fun of you.

Folks today is the NOTHING day and we have special appearances by people who make their voices heard in the comments section so often. So without giving myself any further opportunities to nitpick your brains, allow me to introduce the newest NOTHING cast member: Amiya aka AMI.

Now AMI has been the bread and butter for which I usually write these series and the less I write about her the better it is for my future health. Though I can safely add these details without endangering my box:

1. I sincerely asked she didn't tell me.
2.I groveled I cried still no answer.
3.I promised a chocolate cheese cake ,it melted but she didn't.
4.Now you get the meaning of that pic.

Now you know there is something about the spring weather that gives you that sudden zap in the feet. Romantic and adventurous if you know what I mean I'm not much of a ladies' man but this particular evening I wanted to do something like building the Leaning Tower of Pisa. You know architectural disaster but still something that people from all over the world goto and try and correct it with one hand and a clever photographer(hint) .So with this in mind I initiated this NOTHING.Read on.

AMI: Bleh!!

Me: I do understand in fact let me digress and tell you about the three verb forms of BLEH . They are BLA ... BLU...BLEH

AMI: Wrong! It's BLEH...BLU... BLAH. Minus five to you. [1]

Me: Sarcastic, that is not me.
Maybe I am in the wrong scrap book.
Amiya is hot.

AMI: No no, right scrapbook. Damn right she's hot, I kinda umm... fancy her myself y'know.[2]

Me: Rhythmic pulse beckons.
I am ravenous for your love.
please pass the ketchup.

AMI: That does not rhyme. Appeal disqualified. Next.

Me: Imagination,
Skewed, broken mind.
Wonderful eyes. YOU !

AMI: Content appreciated!! But still does not rhyme, you!

Me: ha ha ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha [3]
ha ha ha ha ha

AMI:Okay, ha ha ha rhymes. Good, 10 points for that. But minus fifty for zero content.
You're slipping dooood, you're in the red now. Buck up. And...

Why are you laughing?
This little game called life is [4]
Deadly serious.

Me: Those elegant words
Uttered by a true prophet,
Role model, Tupac.

[1]: Blimey ,I knew she always wanted to be a teacher but dang it she starting out early.

[2]:Ahh you see she's excited now,There There go back to sleep now and keep dreaming [1.5]

[1.5]: Break in by AMI: Huh, who told you that? Facing the bored blank stupid faces of a zillion kids yawning in front of me is NOT my idea of the perfect profession. OR vocation, for that matter.

[3]:HAIKU--
The Haiku originates in Japan.There are a lot of opinions as to what makes a haiku, even amongst the Japanese.The most widely accepted rules for the original Japanese haiku are a lot stricter than for other languages, such as English.A lot of contemporary writers are of the opinion that a haiku can be written without adherence to the Japanese rules.Detailed below are, perhaps, the strictest rules for an English language haiku:

Haiku = 3 short verses of poetry that do not rhyme.
Format = 5x
7x
5x
(where x = number of syllables)

Deals with a moment of observation or enlightenment in nature.
Contains a word alluding to a season.
Content is specific.
Has no title.
Western Haikus can deal with any subject under the sun and DO NOT HAVE TO RHYME

[4] : Finally she gets it!

You've Got Mail

2007-05-01T07:44:00.000-07:00

Ahh many of you would be expecting to have a belly laugh after reading a new nothing but alas this isn't the nothing that we are used ,in fact i am not really sure that this one is a nothing coz its definitely something very close to my heart.As Joe Fox aptly puts it "The odd thing about this form of communication is that you're more likely to talk about nothing than something. But I just want to say that all this nothing has meant more to me than so many somethings "It's a movie review guys of one of my favourite movies You have got mail ,those four magical words . The film released in 1998 and lots has been said and written about it but at the end of the day its one of those films which ii don't mind watching again and again and yet again .There is something bout this movie ,you know it kinda gives hope to hopeless romantics like me of a fairytale sequence in our mundane dating lives . The movie itself is very predictable but the work done by Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks is so captivating that they bring a surrealistic quality to the predictable "pass each other on the street scene"and then there is the ending scene in the garden with the dog tugging at hanks was just one of those moments when everything just feels perfect (I should know i have my own Brinkley aka Comet).I too sent a mail last year but guess she just want Kathleen.

Here's some trivia i dug up on IMDB :

The scene where Joe accidentally closes the door of Kathleen's shop on the balloons was unscripted. Tom Hanks actually did that, and ad libbed the line, "Good thing it wasn't the fish." The director thought it was so funny that she kept it in.
Kathleen Kelly's bookstore in the film was based largely on Manhattan's Books of Wonder in Chelsea on 18th St. Meg Ryan worked the counter at Books of Wonder for a day as part of her preparation. Decorative props from the film can still be seen at the store.

One of the most important character in the movie that escapes notice by most people is the city of New York in spring so if any one of you wanna know whats my idea for a perfect date it's not

A movie and a coffee evening.
A walk on a beach.
A dinner date at a fancy restaurant

My perfect date involves a breezy spring afternoon in New York , The Central Park ,A picnic Basket , a bottle of wine and of course not to forget my very own Kathleen Kelly.

NOTHING : It's back

2007-04-19T23:51:00.000-07:00

Me: oohhhh wait for it.......

LOOSER

srirama: legend...
...ary...
its loser* stoopid

me: extra "o" is for you as it has always been

srirama: oh
:D
I am so hysterical now
anything you say sounds funny
really
I ultra corny
right now
and say pls
again
otherwise I wont get it

me: pms[1]

srirama: what?

me: www.google.com

srirama: fuck you
say pls

me: pms

srirama: no
pls
I want it my way

me: pms

srirama: no book for you

me: pms pms

srirama: no book
no money
ask someone else
sod off
:P
say pls

me: pms

srirama: last chance

me: pms

srirama: last last chance

me: pms

srirama: I am closing my chat window
in
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[1] PMS: Premenstrual Syndrome (PMS) (also called Period Mood Swings Stress or Period Mood Swings Tension) is a collection of physical, psychological, and emotional symptoms related to a woman's menstrual cycle. While most women (about 80 to 95 percent) of child-bearing age have some premenstrual symptoms, women with PMS have symptoms of "sufficient severity to interfere with some aspects of life". Further, such symptoms are predictable and occur regularly during the two weeks prior to menses. The symptoms vanish after the bleeding starts. About 14 percent of women between the ages of 20 to 35 get so affected that they must stay home from school or work.

[2] : .01 .02 .03 .04 .05 .06 .07 .08 .09 .....only person i know who cannot count to zero but has counted to infinity twice.

I Ran Into An Old Girlfriend :)

2007-04-19T23:46:00.000-07:00

Credit : http://www.ingredientx.com/index.htm

Why should Girls date Geeks

2007-02-08T02:52:00.000-08:00

DISCLAIMOR :I am not a G33K but you could still date me :D

By Mikki Halpin and Victoria Maat

So, your crush on the bass player from Vibrating Sandbox has finally died a whimpering death and you're wondering where to go from here. All the sinister dudes are either dating a series of interchangeable high-school riot girls in baby doll dresses and an overdose of manic panic, or permanently shacked up with some bitter old lady who pays all the bills. Which will it be, a wifely prison or a humiliating one night stand? Into this void of potential mates comes a man you may not have considered before, a man of substance, quietude and stability, a cerebral creature with a culture all his own. In short, a geek.

Why Geek Dudes Rule

They are generally available.
Other women will tend not to steal them.
They can fix things.
Your parents will love them.
They're smart.

Where The Geek Dude Lurks

While they are often into alternative music, geek dudes tend not to go to shows too often. Instead you'll find them hanging out with their friends, discussing the latest hardware revolution or perfecting their Bill Gates impressions. You know how some people wear t-shirts with their favorite bands on them, thus showing that they went to certain shows? Well, geek dudes wear t-shirts with the logos of different software companies on them, thus showing that they are up on the latest, um, releases. A small, though convivial, rivalry may be detected here amongst the geek dudes. Try wearing one yourself and see if he strikes up a conversation. Of course the best way to meet a geek dude is through the Internet. All geeks harbor a secret fantasy about meeting some girl in cyberspace, carrying on an e-mail romance in which he has the chance to combine an activity he is comfortable with, computing, with one he is very uncomfortable with, socializing. To many geek dudes, cyberdating is just an advanced form of some kind of video game, but they are frustrated by a lack of players. Their lack is your strength.

Imprinting

You might notice that these men harbor some strange ideas about how the world works and some particularly strange ideas about women. There is a reason for this. Because they've had limited interpersonal experience, geek dudes must look elsewhere for behavior models. Lacking a real world social milieu, geeks often go through a transference stage with
such narratives, and try to model their interactions on them. Thus, certain media images and themes come to have an overly cathected, metaphorized reality to them, while the rest of us view such programming as mere entertainment. Case in point, our next topic...

The Trek factor

If you're not up on your Star Trek, you can forget about getting or keeping a geek dude. And I'm not just talking vintage-era Captain Kirk and Spock either. You've got to be up on your The Next Generation, your Deep Space Nine, your Babylon 5. Armed with your own knowledge of Federation policies, you can better gauge when and how to act. The sexual politics of Star Trek are pretty blunt: the men run the technology and the ship, and the women are caretakers (a doctor and a counselor). Note the sexual tensions on the bridge of the Enterprise: the women, in skin tight uniforms, and with luxuriant, flowing hair. The men, often balding, and sporting some sort of permanently attached computer auxiliary.
This world metaphorizes the fantasies of the geek dude, who sees himself in the geeky - but - heroic male officers and who secretly desires a sexy, smart, Deanna or Bev to come along and deferentially accept him for who he is. If you are willing to accept that this is his starting point for reality, you are ready for a geek relationship.

Once You've Nabbed Him

Of course, catching that geek guy is only half the battle. Keeping him by your side is another story altogether. I was privileged to speak with Miss Victoria Maat, who not only got herself a geek guy but was also clever enough to marry him just a few short months ago. She interrupted her newlywed bliss to give us a few tips on the care and feeding of a geek man: Geeks are sensitive and caring lovers and husbands. If you can hang with the techno-lifestyle, they make the best mates. They are the most attractive people, not flashy or hunky, but the kind who get cuter and more alluring over time (I told you she was a newlywed). Definitely give geeks a chance.

Geek Cuisine

Geeks tend towards packaged, junk foods since they prefer to work and think and aren't all that into cooking for themselves. Make sure that your geek understands that you are not merely a replicator, and provide him with home cooked food. A batch of chocolate chip cookies will let him know that you love him. You do have to monitor your geek for weight gain; however, remember that most of their days are spent sitting and staring at a monitor.

Geek Lifestyle

The geek dude has long work habits and tends to bring his work home with him. He seems permanently connected to his hard disk. You must at least appear interested in his work. Generally, a solid understanding of the computer is a must; if you cannot master this, you should at least be able to talk the talk. Remember most geeks are anal and they get stressed about details which appear insignificant. Be understanding, put on your best Deanna Troi face (see above) and empathize. To relax, geeks love to play the latest computer games. Let him play Myst or Chuck Yeager's Air Combat for hours if he
wants to. Act concerned if he's stuck or has just been ambushed by three MiGs. My geek loves to try to help people on the Internet who say that they are stuck in Myst. He comes up with clever riddles instead of directing them point blank. Geeks also like to go to sci-fi and Japanese animated movies, again, a basically harmless vent for your man.

Geek Buddies

Many geeks extend their work friendships into what they jokingly refer to as RL (Real Life, also known as "that big room with the ceiling that is sometimes blue and sometimes black with little lights"). The greatest thing about your geek's buddies is that you can feel secure in setting them up with your girlfriends. They may feel awkward around females at first, so don't overwhelm them. In time they will come out of their shell and realize that you are into the same things they are.

Post-It Note

I thank Victoria for the above advice. I must say that when she read my draft of the piece, before writing her section, she asked her husband which one he thought she was more like, Deanna or Beverly. Howard, the devil, immediately replied that he had always thought Victoria was actually most like Ensign Ro Laren, a cute character with a slight authority
problem who is always had trouble (this is fairly apt). This exchange is interesting for several reasons:

1.Howard had already thought about who she was most like.
2.He could summon up characters from seasons past with ease.
3.Victoria actually knew who he meant.
4.Folks, I think this marriage will last.

One Last Thing

Because they have been so abused and ignored by society, many geeks have gone underground. You may actually know some and just haven't noticed them. They often feel resentful, and misunderstood, and it is important to realize this as you grow closer to them. Don't ever try to force the issue, or make crazy demands that he choose between his computer and you. Remember, his computer has been there for him his whole life; you are a new interloper he hasn't quite grasped yet Geek dudes thrive on mystery and love challenges and intellectual puzzles. Don't you consider yourself one? Wouldn't you
like a little intellectual stimulation or your own? We thought so.

HAPPINESS THEORY :'(

2006-08-15T23:49:00.000-07:00

MUSIC IS MY TRUE COMPANION stands by me in thick and thin,even when the best of pals desert you it still stands by you like a rock. A toast from me for all the artists out there .U ppl make life worth living

And I don't know where you went when you left me but
Says here in the water you must be gone by now
I can tell somehowOne hand on the trigger of a telephone
Wondering when the call comes
Where you say it's alright
You got your heart right
Maybe I'll sleep inside my coat and
Wait on the porch 'til you come back home
Oh, right
I can't find a flight
We share the sadnessSplit screen sadness
Two wrongs make it all alright tonight
ALL you need is love is a lie cause
We had love but we still said goodbye
Now we're tired, battered fighters
And it stings when it's nobody's fault
Cause there's nothing to blame at the drop of your name
It's only the air you took and the breath you left
Maybe I'll sleep inside my coat and
Wait on the porch 'til you come back home
Oh, rightI can't find a flight
So I'll check the weather wherever you are
Cause I wanna know if you can see the stars tonigh
It might be my only right
We share the sadness
Split screen sadness
I calledBecause
I justNeed to feel you on the line
Don't hang up this time
And I know it was me who called it over but
I still wish you'd fought me 'til your dying day
Don't let me get away
Coz I can't wait to figure out what's wrong with me
So I can say this is the way that I used to be
There's no substitute for time
Or for the sadness
Split screen sadness
We share the sadness

SUPERMAN

2006-08-10T04:44:00.001-07:00

Summer will soon leave us and the winter will embrace the empty lands.Many questions have been answered ,countless more have sprung and as is the nature of questions ,the answer may not be what we were looking for and yet it is the answer ,the answer that some believe in the answer that some oppose and the answer that many not even comprehend.
Its not easy looking for answers and it is certainly not easy to look for them when u need to look for the questions as well and when every step you take brings forth another question .
After prattling along for so long about questions and answer let me answer the most basic questions Who am I ,What am I doing here ,Why I am doing ,What I am doing and What is this post all about

Let me answer them one by one

Who am I ?
Well to answer that i would have to ask you what time is it No No not the time that your wrist watch tell you but the time according to the grandfather clock that is in my cupboard it shows you the time according to DST( Dragon's standard time ).As is the nature of questions they leave behind more of their kind ,your mind must be buzzing as to the nature of Dragon Standard Time right ,the bumble bees in your mind are restless ain't it ,that's thw way it's gonna be through out this post I am afraid.

What am I doing here?
That is a simple one wasting your time :)

Why I am foing What I am doing ?
Another cinch I love to waste time both yours and mine

What is this post about ?
It's about what all posts have been about ,it's about me and what have i been doing all this time

The last post was long back ,when the finals of the previous sem were at their fag end .This post comes to you at the begining of the new sem (the winter is coming to the empty lands).Well to sum all the thing sup i would like to bring to your attention a song from the band Five For The Fighting
It talks about the man with red cape and his burdens and follies though i don't wear the red cape but I think the words are as true for me as they are for him

Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home Ill never see

It may sound absurd...but dont be naive
Even heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed...but wont you concede
Even heroes have the right to dream
Its not easy to be me

Up, up and away...away from me
Its all right...you can all sleep sound tonight
Im not crazy...or anything...

Im only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me
Inside of me
Inside me
Yeah, inside me
Inside of me

NOTHING 3.5

2006-05-06T06:40:00.000-07:00

Here something to muse over(if you use firefox then please zoom in once to read clearly ) .I am not sure about the picture quality but I guess sriram will be changing his display pic and name shortly :)
Just a meager proof of how botched up this guy is :)
keep rocking dude and we at I am Loving It will keep producing the NOTHINGS ;)

SPOILERS

1. AS--AMRITA SINGH
2. SG -- SHINI GUPTA
3. AMY -- AMIYA

PS : If you can't see the image properly come to my scrap book and have a hearty laugh be quick lest sri deletes it

NOTHING Part- 4

2006-04-13T23:29:00.000-07:00

Well it's that time of the year again where we all make the journey to la la land and Imayor of la la land take you for a detour, of well my world .Here you shall find of all things a great ape imprisoned by me obviously away from your world (so that you all live happily ever after).The ape I am talking about ,well he's not an ape actually ,it's just that it's molecular configuration is so beyond me that I just decided that it should be an ape and it should have the name sriram (note the use of 'it' well I couldn't decide on the sex coz 'it' sometimes talks of women and most of the time is drooling over men)

and we begin once again from the beginning

me - Constantly talking isn't necessarily communicating
me again -Are you NUTS?!
sriram -It's been suggested

sriram -You're dreaming about a girl you've never met?
me -Come on, sri, haven't you ever dreamed?
sriram -Hey I'm not the dreamer! I'm the dreamee!
me -You're in La-La land, sri
sriram - Let me tell ya, it's a lot of fun in La-La land!

me -Hey, sri, how's it hanging?
sriram -[groans] Short, shriveled, and always to the left.

I Design Too Part 2

2006-02-07T09:57:00.000-08:00

And this is the BANNER that Chandu and I designed for the same event

I Design Too !!!

2006-02-07T09:32:00.000-08:00

This is the poster that Chandu and I designed for the NSS event that's gonna take place during THOMSO 2006

NOTHING

2006-01-03T04:30:00.000-08:00

there is me and there are ppl and there are still more ppl that actually come here to read this blog(they are the best, mind you!!).
as a cool afroamerican once said(in a movie not more then 5 months old ha !!)
Life is not about taking breaths it's about moments that take your breath away
(wat lame cheesy u say,like I give a damn)
Anyways moving on I do think that the man hits the bull's eye when he says that coz if we all look back we see that we remember the moments some momentous ,some out and out abashing and still some more that are best forgotten so in a way our lives are like an unfinished painting of moments .And the painting always shows the moments we want to remember and the moments that we hate are relegated to the back side .

I know I know enough of philosophy there it's time to get down to the reason y this post was written and the reason is ,Damn I remembered when I started to write this down ,neways we'll worry about the reason some other time write now I am in a mood of some sriram bashing (actually I am thinking of making up something like a comic where me sriram and friends talk about nothing (that's read for u guys :-) )
alright so here goes

sriram - Dude y did u include me in this project of urs
me- Project wat project I though I wanted u in my comic (lame ass is high on all technical terms)

sriram(on orkut ) - I am a hedonist
me- Boy, you can really talk some trash.
me- I guess that's better than eating it.

sriram- (the result that shocked him) - If u don't know something, does it actually exist?
me -yea that's true u don't know nothing,and I just started it(nothing's the name of the comic that u are reading)

sriram -You're wasting your life.
me- I am not. What you call wasting, I call living. I'm living my life
sriram- OK, like what? No, tell me. Do you have a job?
me- No.
sriram -You got money?
me- No.
sriram- Do you have a woman?
me- No.
sriram- Do you have any prospects?
me- No.
sriram-You got anything on the horizon?
me - Uh, no
sriram- Do you have any action at all?
me- No.
sriram- Do you have any conceivable reason for even getting up in the morning?
me- I like to get the Daily N

that's all for this edition of NOTHING
until next time relish in the nothingness
and wait for the next issue of NOTHING

HEART BREAKERS PART 2

2005-12-02T04:03:00.003-08:00

It was the summer of 2003 and everyone was raving about the new slew of matrix movies that had blessed us mortal souls . Here again the common thread was mtv for the uninitiated there is a program which airs on mtv america(y..y..y.. not in India!!) named TRL which reviews the latest movies ,has all the star cast from the movie in the studios with ppl who have been treated with an advance show n all plus it plays the latest music videos.

So now that u have some background info on TRL we will continue with the heart breaker so after getting to see all the star cast of matrix trilogy and hearing there views on the movie they cue in a song "why not" and show a teeny meeny girl driving a scooter and it was infatuation at first sight .I soon found out that the girl was Hillary Duff and the song was from the movie "Lizzie McGuire" since then the lil girl has grown up and left behind the days of Disney channel, is now into a full fledged singing career her first album Metamorphosis has some pretty cool songs like "so yesterday" and "coming clean " .
I think the best song that she has sung till now is So yesterday ,it has a pretty cool video as well so watch out for her in the future .

SONG OF THE WEEK

So Sally Can Wait from Oasis

ARTIST OF THE MONTH

Oasis

HEART BREAKERS PART 1

2005-11-29T04:47:00.000-08:00

It was the autumn of 2002 when I came across avril lavigne's debut album .It all started when I first heard the song " I am with u " from her first album " let go " on mtv and from then on there's hasn't been any looking back for her .

Since 2002 she has gone on to release another album named " under my skin " and has been enjoin the good things that come with being young and successful in Hollywood.

I can go on and on and rave about the poise with which she has mapped out her career and public life in the big bad world infested with paparazzi and celebrities who'll do anything just to be on the cover of a magazine or a few sound bites on TV ,but alas it's her music that has kept me glued on to her even after 3 years where most bands have a shelf life of an year or .So from the rebellious songs like " in my world " and " nobody's fool " , the powerful rock ballad of " I am with u " and the all spunky " complicated " from the first album to the soulful " daydream " her songs have a resonance with ur life and u can't help but feel nostalgic . For those who haven't heard her yet than stop reading this god damn blogger post and do something about it , download , or buy a CD or whatever .

this was the first part of the young, ubercool and the hippest people that I admire (all of them being females ahm ahm!!If you didn't get the idea from the headline)

SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSMOKIN!

2005-10-05T23:51:00.000-07:00

sriram :some one stole my pyjamas
me:i mean uh ! what is the world coming to now a man's "pyjama drawers" are no longer safe

sriram's imaginary girlfriend:sri tell me bout the future of our relationship
sriram:our love is like red a red rose and i am bit t(horny)
me on the above :most man in town think monogamy is some kind of wood

sriram: the coco bongo club: The hottest new joint in the town ,only cream de la cream need apply
me: so how are we gonna get in

me:warning assholes are closer than they appear

sriram: u know u r just mad coz ur stupid lil pebble theory didn't work out and u don't know how to express ur anger
me: oh yeah!! and u r ugly

a cop:listen u iit dick.how would u like me to make ur life miserable
me:well i am really not ready for a relationship but thankyou for asking hey may be i'll give a call sometime ur number's still 100? all righty then!! ;)

sriramm: deva when i get out of that bathroom u better be gone
me: is it number 1 or number 2 i just wanna know how much time i have

my imaginary girlfriend: where are u (shez on the phone)
me: i am in psychoville and ur dad's the Mayer

Change

2005-08-27T07:28:00.000-07:00

Things are changing or so are the perceptions in the pplz mind
Is it because of us or is it because of them is a debatable point .

We the students (read males) studying at the most sought after colleges in India (read IIT ) are facing a kind of social abandonment from our peers in other colleges. On one hand these ppl yearn to be among us and on the other hand they would do anything to keep us out of their social circles time and again this belief of mine has gained ground not because nething personal to me but what I see happening to many of my mates (my skin is too thick to be perturbed by these incidents).

I think the crux of the matter lies in the fact that IIT's lack the atmosphere where ppl can indulge in diverse social contact that they may have to face when they go out of the campus
And among many reasons the most prominent would be that the social atmosphere in IIT's is totally different then the one found in other colleges and therefore I think that we iitians should be aware of these facts when we go outside and interact with ppl. As I always say

"So what, so I've got a smile on
But it's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head"

ps: plz whoever is reading this if u r an iitian stop sending random messages and chat invitations to ppl on the net

when harry met sally

2005-08-21T11:37:00.000-07:00

Harry Burns: You know, I have a theory that hieroglyphics are just an ancient comic strip about a character named Sphinxy.
Harry Burns: You realize of course that we could never be friends.
Sally Albright: Why not?
Harry Burns: What I'm saying is - and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or form - is that men and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets in the way.
Sally Albright: That's not true. I have a number of men friends and there is no sex involved. Harry Burns: No you don't.
Sally Albright: Yes I do.
Harry Burns: No you don't.
Sally Albright: Yes I do.
Harry Burns: You only think you do.
Sally Albright: You say I'm having sex with these men without my knowledge?
Harry Burns: No, what I'm saying is they all WANT to have sex with you.
Sally Albright: They do not.
Harry Burns: Do too.
Sally Albright: They do not.
Harry Burns: Do too.
Sally Albright: How do you know?
Harry Burns: Because no man can be friends with a woman that he finds attractive. He always wants to have sex with her.
Sally Albright: So, you're saying that a man can be friends with a woman he finds unattractive? Harry Burns: No. You pretty much want to nail 'em too.
Sally Albright: What if THEY don't want to have sex with YOU?
Harry Burns: Doesn't matter because the sex thing is already out there so the friendship is ultimately doomed and that is the end of the story.
Sally Albright: Well, I guess we're not going to be friends then.
Harry Burns: I guess not.
Sally Albright: That's too bad. You were the only person I knew in New York.

Why am I me

2005-08-06T11:39:00.000-07:00

Ever wondered why you are the way you are ?
ever thought if u were not this than what would you be ?
or if you can change who you are ?

And don't start rehearsing the Ms world type answers "oh I wouldn't change anything bout myself (basically meaning I and perfect and whose gonna change that)
We all have things that we want to change bout ourselves whether it's the way we look ,the way we walk or the way we talk or things that we are not even aware we would like to change about ourselves.

But the question that why so many people want to change so many things about them still remains unanswered and to find a probable solution to this question is the goal of this post

is it the never ending quest for perfection
is it peer pressure
is it because we are not appreciative of our virtues
is it because we are all fools and appreciative bout the physical beauty

there are refutation to all the above

if perfection is our quest than y so many of us are imperfect
the most plausible one
really don't have the foggiest idea bout this one
all supermodels are content then I guess :-0

drop in ur comments and let me know what u think(rambling of a delusional man)

happy thinking

crackfire over n out

What a woderful world

2005-08-05T11:02:00.000-07:00

I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
They're really saying I love you.

I hear babies crying, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.

........... LOUIS ARMSTRONG

An that's the way a cookie crumbles

2005-08-05T10:05:00.000-07:00

Alas blogger let's me post(after tryin for an hour thankyou very much)

it's been a while and it's really has been a roller coaster ride this past week
Monday started as usual full of energy from the recharged batteries of the last weekend
but on Wednesday lightning struck and I was down with a severe cold couldn't do much on Thursday but fought back and got my bearings right on Friday n here I am posting again.

this time I think I am gonna right something a lil light far all u readers(yea I have delusions)
ever heard the line

by the time I recognize this moment this moment will be gone but I'll bend the light and pretend that it some how lingered on oooh oooh !!

haven't welcome to the veritable world of crackfire's music these lines are the work of a true genius named John Mayer written at the a moment of pure clarity .They tell u that the relentless march of time goes own and there are moments that one wants to hold to forever
We encase these moments in the tiny bubbles in the endless sea of our memory and make them rise like white froth when we want to relive theem .
As an F -16 enthusiast said:

if time flies when u are having fun then it hits after burners when u don't think u are having enough

On to the present and

these days the karma's right
the sun shines bright
these days I don't think twice
I walk on light
I am positively somewhere.

yea positive thinking is the sure way to happiness .A positive attitude may not solve all ur problems but it will annoy enough people to make it worth an effort

Pakistan last hope:India part 1

2005-08-01T01:15:00.000-07:00

As it has already been told in the previous post that Pakistan is a nation without a goal n it's ppl don't know wad they want theie nation to be as it charts thru the new century and i mean phrases like glory to my country and Jihad don't count when u get down to the serious topic of nation building.

so as I have already told that the last hope of pakisan are it's ppl in Karachi coz they as for now seem to be the most able to lead their country the problem bout Pakistan that it was born out of it's founding fathers hatred of the secular leadership of India and his hunger for a more dominant role in the politics of the country it was this individual's lust for power that blinded him at that time*(more on this ahead) and led to the creation of this country since then the Pakistani leadership has had a jaundiced eye towards India ,unable to think wad they want to do with the chunk of land that they have got they resorted to the only thing that they are best at India bashing.

now we shall have a look at the attitude of Pakistani ppl in general well first up are the ppl from a place called baluchistan(it's a state there) who are sitting on most of pakistan's gas reserves these ppl have no love feelings for the government at Islamabad and well for what I have heard no problems with India as well ,these ppl are tribal n live the lives of nomads so no hopes here for a better Pakistan from these ppl

next up we look at the sind now these ppl are mostly into trading and agriculture and well seem to reflect the most liberal ppl u will find in that country(Karachi is in this state)

next comes the agricultural basket of Punjab these ppl hosted the joint Punjab games just recently .ppl here are mostly farmers but there's a problem here too the system of farming here is feudal and the real ppl who till the land aren't in a very good condition (NAWAJ SHARIF ,the x prime minister of Pakistan belongs to this state and as a feudal lord himself)
and as is everywhere rich ppl manipulate the system to there advantage so no help coming from here though they may be important for bettering relations with India in economic sense .But here again since when did Pakistan had a sound economic policy.

next in list are the northwestern frontier the hotbed of terrorism and the hiding place of osama bin laden I don't think there's ne need to say more

two other states remain the northeren areas+ azad kashmir or POK as we call thenm here well we pretty much know bout this place the training ground of terrorists from all over the world since afghan ones closed shutters

pakistan ,orkut and me

2005-07-22T00:19:00.000-07:00

well first of all let me clarify a few things from the onset
1. i am not a pakistani
2. i am not a pakistan loving peace dove
3. the views expressed here are in no way meant to degrade ppl of the afore said country
4. it's just my conclusion bout things from spending time on orkut(reality may be different)

so here goes i have spent tones of time on orkut in the pst few months n since i am guy i love surfing and finding profiles of interesting females (i think that's but natural if u think otherwise u have the comment space to express ur views). that's when i thought of an experiment bout finding wat pakistan is loike thru the eyes of orkut .i came up with a few definitive conclusions most of the paki ppl on orkut are from karachi it looks like that the internet usage there is even more than in many indian cities and many of these are high school teens that leads to a very interesting conclusion that as we all know that teens are very rebellious n all so it would seem that these teens cant express there feelings or can't talkl the way they want to in open streets again i may be completely Wrong here but it seems the teens here talk mostly on the net .

another interesting fact that came up was the kind lifestyle that ppl in karachi in particular follow i think that they are a bit high on jap anims , nbc sitcoms ,hollywood and bollywood movies . wat that means is that pakistan doesn't really have an entertainment industry of it's own that could cater to it's young population .

one of the most astonishing thing that came on my radar was that most of the pakistani young are going to uk or australia or us for there higher education which again is a throwback from the colonial times that the children of the high and mighty used to go to oxford or cambridge to study. wat these means that pakistani after 58 years of it's existence has not been able to come up with a good higher education system that will help it retain it's best brains .

one of the positive things that i noticed was that the young population in pakistan (atleast the ones on orkut) are pretty liberal and have the grey matter in their heads to avoid the path of terrorism that seems to be the only export item of this country registering positive growth rate

one of the most important thing that i noticed was on the whole that pakistan has a far larger number of good looking women girls watever suits u than india

been there done that

2005-06-27T09:48:00.001-07:00

i am tired as hell now with full day of work n with almost no sleep last night . day by day i think i becoming an insomaniac . neways today was another uneventful day we still couldn't get the damn interface correct n there are only four days left till i offitialy start my summer vaccations. i think in this whole wide assed world that i will find some ppl who are like me it's like GOD was hell bent on producing so few varities of these human beings for the fear of them taking over the planet. times have been flying by for me many a times i have felt complete but there always that uncanny feelingof something missing , sometimes hidden deep below the vast ocean of happiness n some times laying barren when that ocean dries up n all that is left is the smelly swamp of despair. But then again someone said very wisely n so i try to be a better man

"The person who tries to live alone will not succeed as a human being. His heart withers if it does not answer another heart. His mind shrinks away if he hears only the echoes of his own thoughts and finds no other inspiration."

it's just that i haven't found neither that heart nor that brain ,every attempt made has met with catastrophic failures may be i repel women .

the dark knight

2005-06-26T08:40:00.000-07:00

hey how bout we do a thing the we always do that is talk bout myself(my blog bout my self)

well i look at life in a mirror i is see a man who in the days gone by was happy n his life was simple n ppl liked him alot for wat he was n wat he stood for
but as the times rolled by things around him changed n so did the ppl but i remained the same self that i was but one fine daY things decided to take the nastiest turn ever n i changed from wat i was to be to wat i am now these days i am wat they call a loner i live my life my way with only the very innermost posse standing guard

n wat does the mirror hold for the future well haven't decided yet but i think that i would want to be a man who turns all this negative energy that is inside n around him to do something that's positive though i think i can call myself a misanthrope but all i want to do is to help ppl n thereby helping myself.

i guess that there are many ways to escape from the feelings that are welling up inside u to take retribution at those that have caused u great harm my way is to involve ur self so deeply in work that u forget all bout the outside world well it had worked very well for the past 5 years but i think i am loosing it again it's time to find something new to do to set a goal that is unachievable n to escape from this world to a place that u created where u are the master of u .But then again i think that times will change n that i'll be my sunny self again

somethings missing

2005-06-23T05:05:00.000-07:00

I'm not alone, I wish I was.
Cause then I'd know, I was down because
I couldn't find, a friend around
To love me like, they do right now.They do right now
.I'm dizzy from the shopping malls
I searched for joy, but I bought it all
It doesn't help the hunger pains
and a thirst I'd have to drown first to ever satiate
Something's missing
And I don't know how to fix it
something's missing
And I don't know what it is
At all
When autumn comes, it doesnt ask.
It just walks in, where it left you last
And you never know, when it starts
Until there's fog inside the glass around your summer heart
Something's missing
And I don't know how to fix it
something's missing
And I don't know what it is
At all
I can't be sure that this state of mind, is not of my own design
I wish there was an over the counter test, for loneliness.
For loneliness like this.
Something's missing
And I don't know how to fix it
Something's missing
And I don't know what it is
No I don't know what it is
Something's different
And i don't know what it is
No I don't know what it is
Friends -check- Money -check-A well slept -check- Opposite sex -check- Guitar -check- Microphone -check- Messages waiting for me, when i come home-check-How come everything I think I need, always comes with batteries
What do you think it means
How come everything I think I need, always comes with batteries
What do you think it means

back to u

2005-06-21T07:54:00.000-07:00

Back to u
it always come around back to u
i tried to forget u
i tried to stay away but it's too late

i am so good at forgetting
and i quit every game i play
but forgive me love
i just can't turn n walk away
this way !

back to u
it always come around back to u
i walk with ur shadow
i am sleepin in my bed with ur silhouette

should have smiled in that picture
if it's the last that i'll see of u
it's the least that u couldn't do

leave the light on
i'll never give up on u
leave the light on
for me too

back to me
i know that it comes
back to me
doesn't it scare u
ur will is not as strong
as it used to be

the battle lines are drawn

2005-04-05T23:07:00.000-07:00

from here starts the story of the lonely warrior who facing all odds has come so far but his journey it seems is riddeled with perils it's as is god himself wants to test this man till he he becomes subservient but this is a man whose heart has been hardened with time and his will points him only in one direction that is forward

from here on continues the story of this warrior from the mystery shrouded past to the what the future might beckon for him in the future u all are invited to join in and shape up the story

orkut's the answer pshycho

2005-03-08T06:07:00.000-08:00

well here i am this is me on popular demand of the pshycho who forgot that he was supposed to show up for lawn tennis practice on monday neways that's how pshycho is n that's why i don't give a damn bout these things coz i knew that there was a 70 % chance that pshycho is going to forget it neway n ain't gonna show up

as far as the news is considered i am hooked on to orkut these days n there isn't much happening to write bout n if neone thought
wat bout the thech fest?
yea wat bout it is gonna be my answer

neways m gonna try for the sura though here again i think i won't make the cut coz ppl have been tryin for quite some time now m am just a late riser u might say

happenings

2005-02-19T11:18:00.000-08:00

hey guys it's been quite a wait to get a chance to post bout THOMSO 2005

well to start wid it was a total disaster except for a few good events thrown here or there
we had fun at

DAY 1
hasya kavi samelan

DAY 2
fashion show

DAY 3
total dud of a day nuthin good happened

DAY 4
euphoria concert

well there it is this years thomso didn't have any good chicks n things to look forward to remember
either it is me being in the sophomor year or it's just plain old simple that thomso didn't rock this year

2005-02-09T19:38:00.000-08:00

k folks it's that time of the year when the campus becomes all but a party song

it's the begining of

THOMSO 2005

today after 1:00 pm we all are off for three exhilerating days of non stop party

i'll be regularly updating here to give you all a ring side view of the best fest ever

n there's more here are the links to some of the best blogs that i have noticed

www.ihatemyflatmate.blogspot.com

and before i sign off one thing more

Ignore the naysayers and the people who leave the same type of comments over and over!!

2005-02-05T20:29:00.000-08:00

well it's been quite a while since i last posted in much ha happened in this time
first of all at last this sem has got a kickstart wat with the mountain of tuts piling up and prads happenin everyday extra classes atlast it seems like i have got some work to do i had felt like a jobless bugger all this time

all my time at campus has been a surreal experience
everyday has been like a winding road with each day showing new curves and yet the destination alludes you
but i am hopefull i'll get there in another 2 years(lol).

You see things; and you say, 'Why?'
But I dream things that never were; and I say, "Why not?"
George Bernard Shaw (1856 - 1950),

suggetions plz !

2005-01-13T10:07:00.000-08:00

well here i a again all dazed n confused after a day not worth remembering

i feel kinda burnt out today coz i can't think of a thing that i would like doing ,it's like there's nothing to look forward to in life right now,like u r just living everyday doing nothin worthwhile

so all the ppl who take time out to read this just suggest wat can a sophomor student can do at his time in college apart from studying

Life is a zoo in a jungle

2005-01-10T19:47:00.000-08:00

It's been quite a while since i last wrote in
ther's nothin much happenin in life

Life is something that everyone should try at least once

It's not true that life is one damn thing after another; it is one damn thing over and over

well life at campus is same as one semester over n over
nothin really changes at this place the books ,the prophs, the frustrations
all things are like just steam rolled into one huge burger that one keeps having every four months for four years

i have had my three and now ther's just 5 more to go.

oh how i long for someone special in my life and keep searching for her
well as they say it will just happen someday when ur not expecting it n u will never know wat hit u for the rest of ur life.

that'll be all folks
cya around
gotta blaze

back again

2005-01-02T08:50:00.000-08:00

hey ppl m back again on the campus
a happy new year to all of ya
c ya later

there and back again

2004-12-02T05:20:00.000-08:00

Well it's been quite a while since i last wrote ,the end sems have finally ended n i go back to home tomorrow n see wat life is outside the campus without nr luggage on my head i plan to attend the alumni meet in my high school n meet my old friends it's a thing that i have been waiting for quite a while

as i promised to write something creaive this time around i shall try but it's only gonna be half an attempt coz i have got to rush this very moment cos sumantha is breathing down my neck so that we drag on to CL here goes nothin

the days have gone by like a wind .life's been like book of colors whose pages haver been blowing n showing a new color everyday . time has gone by .people around me have changed they came n went away more will come n go away that is the eternal story of life someday i too like a candle will melt n leave for the heavenly abode but ther is one thing that i want should stay long after i am gone that is my name ppl should remember it i don't wanna be an ordinay guy who once was n now is no more .i want my name to be undying n my whole life is commited to work in that very direction.
while on this journey i want to meet the best of the ppl that this world has to offer n be the best i can be at wat ever i do i am not bothered bout the trivialities of life i have a bigger picture in mind i am not gonna get bogged down by the the watever that doesnot go well in life i am gonna hit back like a phoenix that rises from the fire ,like a wave that return to hit back the dike with even more ferocity

well ther was that ha men that was intense

c ya ppl

AND THE RAIN GOES ON ON N ON AGAIN

2004-11-15T23:26:00.003-08:00

the last two posts have been the songs by one of my fav artists

his lyrics really bring out the kinda phases i have had in my life
n GANDE man ur not at all good at being anonymous i caught u at the first word itself better luck next time

i am back from diwali hols and got two answer sheets back today i did really good at them too

neways the end sems approach like a never ending slogging night i don't know whether i'll be able to write the blog that regularly

next time m gonna write something really creative so watch out for that

cya

march on lil lonely soldier march on

REAL WORLD

2004-11-15T23:26:00.001-08:00

"No Such Thing"

'Welcome to the real world',
she said to meCondescendingly'
Take a seat, take your life
Plot it out in black and white'
Well I never lived the dreams of the prom kings
And the drama queens
I'd like to think the best of me
Is still hiding up my sleeve
They love to tell you "stay inside the lines"
But something's better On the other side
I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at the Top of my lungs
I just found out there's no such thing
as the real world
Just a lie you've got to rise above
So the good boys and girls
takethe so called right track
Faded white hatsGrabbing credits, maybe transfers
They read all the books but they can't
Find the answers
And all of our parents
They're getting older
I wonder if they've wished for anything better
While in their memories
Tiny tragedies
They love to tell you Stay inside the lines
But something's betterOn the other side
I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at theTop of my lungs
I just found out there's no such thing
as the real worldJust a lie you got to rise above
I am invincible as long as I'm alive
I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at the top of my lungs
I just found out there's no such thing
as the real world
Just a lie you've got to rise above
I just can't wait til my 10 year reunion
I'm gonna bust down the double doors
And when I stand on these tables before you
You will know what all this time was for

yea that's wat i want to do
when i go for my high school reunion
this december tell all of them wat was that time for

love song for no one

2004-11-15T23:26:00.000-08:00

"Love Song For No One"

Staying home alone on a Friday
Flat on the floor looking back
On old loveOr lack thereof
After all the crushes are faded
And all my wishful thinking was wrong
I'm jadedI hate it
I'm tired of being aloneSo hurry up and get here
So tired of being aloneSo hurry up and get here
Searching all my days just to find you
I'm not sure who I'm looking forI'll know itWhen I see you
Until then, I'll hide in my bedroom
Staying up all night just to writeA love song for no one
I'm tired of being aloneSo hurry up and get here
So tired of being aloneSo hurry up and get here
I could have met you in a sandbox
I could have passed you on the sidewalk
Could I have missed my chanceAnd watched you walk away?
I'm tired of being aloneSo hurry up and get here
So tired of being aloneSo hurry up and get here
You'll be so goodYou'll be so good for me

this is how life is for me i'll just say
hurry up n get here!!!!!!!

great loss to the world as bush wins

2004-11-03T01:08:00.000-08:00

well the swindler bush has won neways who cares if most americans are jackass

returning to the humble background of THE CAMPUS well the going has been fine here but again the i have to put up with ppl who i hate just because who and wat they are and wat value system they represent .
i don't mind renting out my frustations on them .

after all that poison is out of the system let's begin

well i ahve got a presentation of my report on saturday and i have to begion preparing for it from today this will be the first time that i will be presenting to such a large audience i have always been a bit of a apeaker once i get comfortable to the crowd
ne ways most of the eimes the topics that interest me a lot are not the ones that other ppl know a lot about so they always seem to be interested in wat i speak.

that will al for today c ya all

Here i am

2004-10-30T02:20:00.000-07:00

It's been quite eventual here last few days have been movie marathons with all the guys watching non stop movies as soon as they get back from the class i am trying to study a lil but the mood around u gets to u and u end up watching a movie ur self

last night we watched underworld it was really good movie since i tend to like fictional movies alot
Me and my friends finished making the presentation for our technical report

the times have changed but wat has not changed is the fact that i still don't have any girl to go out with
may be someday my turn will come as well

any of u viewing this blog feel free to give me 101 ways to get a girl

except that life's been really good to me n i have nothin to complain bout it

here's the best site for looking up avril lavigne

www.avrilbandaids.com

Alas the T S is over :-)

2004-10-26T05:45:00.000-07:00

yea as the biggest ass hole sriram has decided to stay anonymous while impersonating gaouri in his last post and playing spoil sport in the electronics i just can't fathom wat kinda man can't copy a 10 line ans (so wat if it is of 10 marks) well i say don't right a blog when ur angry on some one i'll not write nee thing more bout the paper n give ne lime light to the utter stupidities of sriram

well i returned to campus on 22 october the dushera day well it has been two years in a roiw that i have seen the ravan effigy being erected n then at the time of burning it i am here in campus n sulking ,this time i was in campus n studying sraight of coz we had the ts on monday n tuesday all papers went fine except electronics all thanks to sriram.

well i enjoyed my hols alot n diwali is comig in a few days so i go back to home again in a fornight

crackfire over n out

aha 2 posts in day

2004-10-15T16:11:00.000-07:00

it's relly feels great today as a certain some one has replied well all said n done i wanted this chapter of my life over n done with coz it had plauged my mind for some time now as it was like a story unfinished n it's ended now or atleast a new chapter has begun . well i have been thinking wat would have happened if things didn't go the way they did well i had say all's well that ends well.i haven't got ne hard feelings 4 neone n i hope no one has ne for me as they say

We are made wise not by the recollection of our past, but by the responsibility for our future

By the way right after the hols we have the second sessionals coming up n oh the course in electronics a bitch but i have taimed lions before so this bitch gonna have a day on 25 oct .

THE THIRD CRUSH

THE GIRL ON THE BUS STOP

as they say in india most stories love stories start at bus stops so did this but it wasn't quite like the bus stop that ppl are so used too this one was different coz it was my school bus stop n the girl in question n me shared the same one but she was from a different school that as much info as m gonna give .

well as usual the boy in question that is me didn't even go upto her n talk coz he was so so so shy n he hates himself for that but like the other two she too came n went by.
that's all the crushes that i have had in my life (barring a lil one on avril lavigne)
from next post the ramblings continue

Misunderstandings galore??

2004-10-15T03:09:00.000-07:00

this is for the one who didn't understand what I have been writing about so leme clear the air a lil . The first crush ie the dancing wonder is not the same girl as beauty with the brains. Probably the post went a lil more cryptic then wat some of us can comprehend nevertheless crackfire has come for the rescue
neways things have changed drastically from the year of 2000 n ppl oughta understand that crackfire ain't nomore wat he used to be as they all say time is the best judge of ppl's character as i see today the ppl who loathed me in my high school i can't help myself chuckling a lil
that's all m gonna say of the days gone by in the school things have moved on n so have i

back to home :-)

2004-10-13T01:40:00.000-07:00

alas i am going back to home (yippy)

it's been a long time coming but m goin home to home for a week as told in the last post the crushes that i have had in my life will continue as the theme for this letter also

THE SECOND CRUSH

BEAUTY WITH THE BRAINS

she too was in my high school as the dancing las but she joined the school in 7th grade if my memory serves me correctly well it wasn't nething like u fall for a girl at first sight it's more kinda that she grew on me we made a model together n i had expecyed things to take off from there butas always life isn't bout things that u think will happen they may not turn out the way that u want them to turn out and that what happened on this occasion
ne how she was the only one to whom i tried to ask out but she never did answer n i took it as a no .wat she really thought bout me may never be revealed to me coz i haven't seen her since my high school days.

that's bout her n now back to the present .
as for as daily life goes at campus it's been really great here for the past few days

crushes

2004-10-10T22:51:00.000-07:00

well here it goes
yesterday as told was quite a good day
today has started well too and i can't tell u howit'll end coz m right in the middle of it
i have asked sriram to make his blog so preety soon u are gonna see a link to ANOTHER blog here

as already told m goin home in a few dayz n i won't be able to update for bout 8 days
well here is the story of some of the crushes that i have had in my life

THE FIRST CRUSH

THE DANCING WONDER

i was just in my junior high when this happened my cousin told me bout this girl in his class n i sdaid k let's see her
n then walla crush at first sight if i may say
this one lasted for quite a time u can say aroud 6 or 7 years but as usual i didn't have the courage to go upto her n come to think of it i was too young to even think of it
I think thoe were the best days in my school life with nothing to worry bout n all sort of things to dream about
i'll tell u bout the adventures of crackfire in the next post n then we'll move on to the next crush

cya all

gotta rush babe :-)

2004-10-05T11:31:00.000-07:00

RUSH RUSH!!!

gotta rush here haven't been able to update coz of fucked up network n hectic shedule
k here's an update on the things that had to be done as told in previous post

technical report is almost complete
project work has been started

today was strangely quite a good day here i belted the practical in the lab n may be even taught the R S 's a thing or too

as far as other things go m gonna go to my home in bout ten days time n have a blast

ne ways i think i'll update again tommorow

my college??????

2004-09-30T11:35:00.000-07:00

here we go again

today was the convocation day in my college n guess what we second years weren't even invited now come on we live in a residential college n fucking authorities don't as much as invite students to the college convocation.

now i don't wanna sound like i am the eternal complainer but this as much as i take without saying nething

neways rather than debating how screwed up authorities are in my college we'll look at the positive points , they are only a few but that's the only hope i have got to survive this place.here goes

1. the weather here is great
2. u get the best placement in whole godamn country
3. u are respected like gods outside it's realm
4. some prophs here are really good(they are a rare comodity)
5. u do get to make the best freinds ever ( if u are lucky)

well that's all i can think of now may be i'll make a list of things that i hate bout the place n that one is going to be big

c ya ppl
crackfire over n out

bite this:)

2004-09-28T23:03:00.000-07:00

it's been an uneventful day i don't know the lab experiment went pretty good n i gave those RS''s a piece of my mind basically the thing is that they n the prophs themselves barring the exception of one mr VK know nothing bout the experiments after all we are the one who qualified JEE n not they that's all i keep saying to myself.

n bout the project it's nowhere near starting though me n sriram may start studying for it today
well all that said i also have a technical report to write .

after that quick fire of things that i need to do

i don't know i have not been to my home for a month now n life's begining to suck at this place

neways i would really benn cool if i had some motivation for doing something exciting it's really bore being here n living everyday the same way that's why i decided to bunk the maths class n write my blog.

these days i have been getting the feeling the one mr H who is in my year well is behaving like an ss to be frank
he has malice in his heart n tries to bully everyone around n manipulate members of our gangs though others have not noticed it but i have n have taken measures so that he changes his ways ne ways i have decided not to aid him in any work at all coz before this he was like a parasite allways copying work from me n the guys n thzt too without as much of a thanx

i hope ai can teach him a good lesson

well thats bout that
now i must blaze n geton with things

tidlings of things to be !!!!

2004-09-27T01:16:00.000-07:00

alas i write again!!!!!!!

well nothing much has happened since i last wote but something tells me that things are in for a big change, a tide that will come and shape the things as they would be in the future .

sriram as always has been by my side but his slugishness is delaying things but i still have hopes that we may set out to start the project within a few days atleast the topic has been decided and even that took like forever we are unaided in this dawnting task but we have hope still that we can do it on our own coz the building of knowledge lies in front of
us

till the next post !!!

the first post

2004-09-24T11:47:00.000-07:00

well this is where the blog of crackfire2003 starts:

time has come for the events to start unfolding at they had been designed for from the days of elders .

don't bite much into wat i just wrote above there it's just that i have been reading lord of the rings and had a querr want of writing something like tolkien

i am just another brick in the wall that this world is but surely i will wanna be the brick that shines like none other has

and before leaving one thing more avril rocks............

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