Simple Nonsenses of Life

Worth a thought...

2012-01-09T02:19:00.003+05:30

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A new morning.

2011-09-25T22:45:00.001+05:30

Cult:

Noun:

1) Followers of an unorthodox, extremist, or false religion or sect who often live outside of conventional society under the direction of a charismatic leader.

Religion:

Noun:

1) A strong belief in a supernatural power or powers that control human destiny.

Interchangeable, aren't they.

Religion, by definition is, a strong belief in supernatural power that control human destiny. I think it should be modified to, a strong belief in a made up power that control humans. Just to clear the air, I admit that I am an atheist. I chose this. I wasn't influenced, converted, nor am I following a "cult" blindly. I am doing just the opposite, in fact. I am not against religion, just the way its being followed.

Its not logical to me, the way religion stands against humanity. Yes it does. Humanity teaches us to be together. Religion does the opposite. It creates sects and make them stand together against each other. Consider this for instance, every other religion states that if you don't follow 'so and so' religion, you'll go to the eternal pit of fire/hell or whatever that is called. What are they trying to do here, scare people into following one? Why is it never a time when we here a religion proclaim togetherness in spite of cultural/religious/regional differences. I have personally, never heard any of the religious heads saying, "if you don't follow my religion, but some other, doesn't make a difference because its all same to God". It's always about their God and their religion.

What's worse is one religion banning every other, to even slightly be involved, and they are proud to be exclusive. Rubbish. Its more like the royal families of the English. They marry their own cousins just to keep their lineage pure. Really? Are you that stupid? Its like diving into the gene pool, with nothing new in it. Scraping the bottom in hope of survival. What results from it is genetic diseases, cancer and the IQ down the toilet. Spiral into itself and die. Don't believe me, research it. It's true.

Almost every religion, these days is attacking the other, hopelessly trying to prove and establish superiority. They are so blind in the quest that they fail to see the obvious, that they are not moving anywhere. They are exactly where they started from. Are they this dumb to actually believe that someone will admit the inferiority of his/her religion against theirs? Leave aside the inferiority-superiority issue. I grew up with the notion that God is the single point of pureness and religion is God's way of imparting that pureness to everyone. But soon I knew that this is how fairytale sounds.

When people kill each other just because they worship different Gods, I knew the whole idea was moot on the society. The very notion of a creator is disturbed when every other sect has one of their own which eventually sets out to be the most superior of them all, and if not followed, promises you of burning in hell. And then there are ones that forbid you to follow them because your are born into some other.

Would I be any different if I was born a Hindu or a Muslim or a Christian or a Parsi? Would I suddenly have extra human power or would I lose the use of a limb or two?

There's one other thing that really bothers me and its the position of women according to the religion. Always blamed, pushed around, burnt at stake and said to have caused adversities.

Hindu: Ram questions Sita's morality and loyalty after fighting an entire epic war, killing Ravan. Sita finally submits herself to the fire.
Christianity(Protestant): Virgin Mary was nota virgin after she gave birth to Christ and was just another woman and hence the cause of all the bad in the world.
Both Islam and Christianity have condemned woman(Eve) of committing the Original Sin and God said "I will greatly increase your pains in childbearing; with pain you will give birth to children. Your desire will be for your husband, and he will rule over you" and to the man he said "Cursed is the ground because of you; through painful toil you will eat of it all the days of your life". So basically he gave PMS, childbirth and male dominance to women and the pain of earning to men.

Really...????

Plus it really bugs me that when people talk about God, the creator of everything, somehow they always portray a male figure. Talk about equality.

Well I don't agree with any of them. What I'd want to do is, to have all the like-minded, right-minded people who rather than giving into the the shackles of the so established religions, would like to have a blend of all the good and practical approach towards being with each other and make a cult religion of my own. Call it Illuminati. In essence, it'd do the same thing the secret society tried to do. Free thinking.

Be Illuminated....!

End to A random 2010...

2011-01-01T17:36:00.002+05:30

Well, an end to a great and weird year… 2010 will certainly go down in my life as the most random. At the end of the year, I can only sit and think back, see what I did wrong, and what I could have done, and the people who made it matter.
Its no secret that I thrive on friends who are most of the time existing only on my facebook and my gmail, but you haven’t ever felt any less than the ones I see in real. And that’s very special, and I am thankful for that.

This year has seen me be more thankful for what I have than things that I’d rather have otherwise. Really, I’ve begun to appreciate it more and more. This year also, I discovered I cant write like I used to. I spoke to someone about it, and she said, as people change, their writing also changes. I used to write effortlessly, bearing my soul to anyone, but I don’t seem to be able to do that anymore. Either I start to write too late after the thought has come and then it seems stupid, or I plain forget! I had planned to write a series of travel journals of my epic trips that I took this year, but that’s yet to materialize.
Speaking of which, I’ve realized this year that I was meant to travel. Its one thing that I can see myself doing forever. In the last 4 years, I’ve seen 8 capital cities and I can feel genuine love for some of the places that I’ve seen. There was Calicut and cochin to start with. Absolute love. And then there was BBSR, which grows on you. That was partly due to the awesome company and new friends I got there, and then there was Shillong. I’m going to live there for a year sometime. All this traveling has made me fall in love with the incredible country that India is. That said, there are a few major regrets. I haven’t seen GOA till now. Yes, go ahead and laugh. Its just that its never caught my fancy all that seriously yet. And I haven’t seen Balmuri. All my mysore friends will know what I’m talking about. Its funny actually.

I got a really good deal on a damn good digital camera, ofcourse all of you know that already, and I haven’t been doing it justice. I should make it a point to spend more time with it occasionally.
2010 has been quite hard on me. I’ve had to say goodbye to a lot of special people this year. Some, I had it coming, and some I have a few unsaid things left. There are some others who have drifted farther, with their careers, and life as a whole and yet a lot more have made their way in. it’s a beautiful balance at the end of the year. This year I’ve had some of my best dreams coming true: like experiencing Cherrapunji and some of them shattered to bits. This year I’ve seen the happiest of moments, be it surprise hugging a sister at an airport at 1 AM or getting a sudden call from someone special just when I was thinking of her though she is 4 hours in the past. I’ve seen my share of terrible luck and pure hatred too.

I’ve had things said to me that felt like white hot Arabian schimitars tear through my guts and pull it out. I also had kittens fall asleep on me, and it’s the most blissful thing ever. I fell in love this year, and fell out equally hard ;)
There’s a few other things I’d want to remember, riding in the coldest night in Mysore for 117 years, making new random friends, google maps helping lost friends in Bangalore, 3 days at Igoor, and my new phone!
I will also remember 2010 for being the most painful for a lot of people that I know, and will cherish it for bringing the people so close to me.

Anyway, that seems to be a long enough Rant. Have a great year ahead and don’t forget to keep the faith :) Its not that bad afterall, y’know.

Cheers,
TomCat

Karnataka History Part -1: Revenge of The Brahmin

2010-09-11T23:46:00.000+05:30

The southern state, that looks like a bean is Karnataka. Where I come from. Usually, to the folks up north, every south Indian is Madrasi, or Mallu. That sucks. Thus, I'd like to present here some stories of the past from this region:

The political history of Karnataka starts with the rise of the first indigenous dynasty: The Kadambas. Untill then, this land was under the control of The Pallavas, who used to rule from Kanchi, in Tamil Nadu. They were already doing some pretty awesome things, like the shore temple, and the Mahabalipuram cave temples and all that Jazz. We had nothing yet.

Enter: Mr Mayurasharma. From a small town called Banavasi. He was just another Brahmin boy playing around, reciting what he was taught and so on. Now you see, brahmins are stereotypically weak and vegetarian. Not the sorts that would go picking a fight. Like so:

Wouldn't harm a fly...

After obtaining excellent GRE scores, he went off Kanchi for higher studies.

And then, the inevitable happened. The city folks couldn't resist picking on the small-town brahmin.

Ofcourse, this was about two thousand years before we learnt that ragging seniors could be dealt with by electrocuting their cojones. Therefore, what happened next was Old school.

Retribution Time!!

Mayursaharma swore vengeance on not only the idiots who Punked him, but against the whole frikkin empire. Eye-witnesses say he said something like: "The hand that clutches the sacred grass can wield the sword too" before storming back to his town.

He bandied together a few of his friends, and in a slow flashback scene, with soulful music, mastered the martial arts. Guerrilla to be precise. The rampage started in the forest areas of modern day Srisailam in Andhra Pradesh. He grew stronger and stronger and when the dust finally settled, his army had inflicted some severe ass kicking on Traikutas, Abhiras, Sendrakas, Pallavas, Pariyathrakas, Shakasthana, the Maukharis and Punnatas: all kingdoms in the south and became Emperor

They even made a movie...

One of the first things he did after he became king (apart from the diamonds and the red tights) is that bounced out Prakrit and made Kannada the official language. From then on, Karnataka became an independent geo-political entity and a centre of power.

They even named India's most advanced and only military naval base INS Kadamba. 'Nuff said.

iPod chronicles.......!!

2009-12-30T00:39:00.003+05:30

%$*&$*%$*.......

APPLE SUCKS...........

IF YOU'RE THINKING OF BUYING YOURSELF AN IPOD, THROW THAT IDEA AND YOURSELF OUT OF THE WINDOW.......

My iPod is not a gadget. Its not a gizmo either. I'll tell you what it is?

A friggin SADISTIC B@$%$%^$.

See... I am the kind of girl who has an extremely diversified taste in music... Meaning i can listen to a love aaj kal song, mosh to a linkin park number, or groove to a hip hop beat. It doesn't matter to me. However, it does seem to matter to my dear little friend over here. For he enjoys playing only BOLLYWOOD tracks and NOTHING BUT. If my iPod was had a voice(which is just about the only thing it lacks), a typical conversation between us would go like this

Me-(cautiously)Good day.....

iPod-Whaddya want

Me-I was just wondering if i could add some more songs to my existing library

iPod-More? What 28 songs ain't enough for ya? You might go deaf if you listen to too much music

Me-Your concern towards me is touching

iPod-Yeah whatever. besides i'm not in the mood to today

Me-Are you EVER in the mood to do ANYTHING that i might perhaps NEED?

iPod-Hmm. Let me think. No

Me-I thought as much

iPod-hey be nice to me. Else...

Me-Sorry.

iPod-Anyway, what songs?

Me-I was thinking maybe some evanesence, linkin park, skillet or maybe some metallica

iPod-Whoa there girl. That stuff's WAAY too heavy for you

Me-Then what would be appropriately suited for my listening requirements?

iPod- Maybe some song from Ajab Prem Ki Ghazab Kahani or Om Shanti Om

Me-@#$@%@%#%@#$@#@$%@$@#@!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

iPod-Dont' take that tone with me. Just try adding another song.

Me-Well lets see then b!@tCH!

2 hours later...

Me-Look....wat did i ever do to you in my past life?? Huh?? Why do you hate me so much??

iPod-Moron. I'm an iPod, i have no idea what you did to me in your past life.

Me-So why the torture then

iPod-I don't know

Me-What the F*$k do u mean YOU DONT KNOW?!!?!?

iPod- I mean i don't know. Just like watching you suffer

Me- Okay so what'll you do when i go out and buy a Sony Transcend MP3 player huh? Then you won't have Aishwarya Ramesh to kick around when your sorry little @$$ is in the trash can and you're wishing you showed a little more respect

(Erm....mind you this is a hypothetical conversation)

IPOD FOR SALE...........

CHEAP...........

THIS IS AS CHEAP AS IT CAN GET.................... X-( X-(

WATCH OUT!

2009-11-18T21:25:00.006+05:30

Here are the top few irritants that we tend to come across on most Indian roads.

#10 - The Dog.

These so called lovable strays tend to cross your path and stay there, AT WILL. You move left, it moves left. You move right, it moves right. You're screwed.

#9 - The School kids on the cycles.

Three or sometimes upto four kids. With fancy backpacks. Riding like they own the road.
You're stuck behind them. You honk. They dont give a rats whatever.

#8 - The college girl Triad.

Same pattern, but these are college girls. Fancy bandana under the helmet. usually on Activas, and chatting with each other. You honk. They continue chatting.

#7 - The cow.

It will amble off in random directions. Or will sit down.Right in the middle of the road. You honk .HA HA.

#6 - The yamaha RX punk.

Will overtake you. From nowhere. Will fly away to fast to hear you curse too.

#5 - The lorry on the fast lane.

Will go slower than normal lorries. You dont even honk.

#4 - The tail-gate killer.

You're trying to pass a truck. You inch towards the right to see if there's any oncoming
traffic. woops, Omni headed your way. You Try to get back behind the truck. Viola! Look
who occupied your place while you were aaway! Why, its the Lady in the Maruti! **R.I.P**

**edit**

If this is at night, The OMNI fellow is driving with the high beam on. You're blinded.

#3 - The Villager at the Median.

Not Racist. but he's just crossed the median. You're hurtling towards him. He freezes. You
honk. He goes Huh?. usually holds his Lungi. You're screwed.

#2 - The PushCart guy.

He doesnt have brakes. No steering either. Your call.

#1 - The Signal Honker.

You're at the front of the pack waiting at a red light. Count down. 8 - 7 - 6- 5 - and the guy
behind you- he goes- **HOONKKKK**-4 - 3 - 2.... DUDE! I'M A GUY. I *WILL* EXPLODE
OFF THE LINE AS SOON AS IT TURNS GREEN, SO HOLD ON TO YOUR BLADDER FOR
JUST TWO MORE SECONDS! YOU JERK!

Well, these are it.I THINK its in order too. :)

Good luck, ride safe, and ALWAYS wear a helmet.

The Kadambas...

2009-09-22T19:03:00.001+05:30

The Kadamba king was a satisfied man... He had all the reasons in the world to be as satisfied as he was feeling now. He was, in fact, the first king from THAT land to rule THAT hand... Till then, THAT land was ruled by dynasties and pompous asses from other lands. He singlehandedly raised an army, challenged the might of the ageing king, and defeated him too. It had taken almost 700 years since ruling began, for someone FROM that land to rule that land.

At that particular moment, he was waiting outside his castle's draw-doors with his entourage. Blasting horns and shells announced his arrival back into the castle. He rode in to the palace with the gait and majesty that defied his humble beginnings. He looked over at the line of guards now bowed deeply in respect, his warriors. That small band of warriors, were so ferocious that the news of their valor spread far and wide. He made a mental note to himself to order the building of the luxury quarters that he had promised them.

His own private quarters weren’t all that luxurious. It was for the simple reason that it wasn’t built for him. The king that he overthrew was a simple man, but chose the location of the room very carefully within the castle. It was located in a place, from whose windows one could see far and beyond the land's Great Plains.

There were also seven such identical rooms that were spread out randomly around the castle. The King still secretly admired the simplicity and brilliance of the architect. He also remembered the arcitect's cold, menacing eyes, that showed no sign of fear or pain, but lot of contempt as the sword split his heart into two.

The king had wondered why.

He dint wonder anymore. The castle that was deceptively simple looking held secrets so terrible that the king flinched every time he thought of it. He also got the strange feelings of sudden sadness and paranoia when he was around the rooms. He certainly felt like he had got much more than what he bargained for. Knowing full well for what he was now responsible, he secretly wondered sometimes if he could somehow turn the hourglass around and go back to ignorant bliss.

That’s when he decided to do something about it. And so he strode over to the fireplace and pushed a particular tile near the mantelpiece. A recessed platform then came up with his Dell XPS workstation.

That’s also when it all started going horribly wrong.

He just finished coding the secrets and burnt it onto a DVD, when he heard faint noises outside the doors. He had no time to fathom what those noises were, as seconds later, the two foot thick mahogany doors burst open and about 20 men in black fatigues stormed in, clutching sub machine guns.

"FREEZE!" Said a tall man in front, pointing his laser-target marker squarely on the King's forehead. It was easy to do as the King had doubled over in shock and tripped on his lace and fallen spread eagle on the hard floor. His mind went blank and focused entirely on one single thought.

The DVD.. He HAD to protect it, it was his un-sworn duty... He reached slowly for the small blade enclosed in his bracelet, dangerously close to his wrist. And in one quick moment that stunned everyone in the room, he...

"ARJUN!"

"present sir!" i mumble, in shock, as my history professor winds down his class. I look sideways and see my classmates all seeming to be stirring after a long siesta.

" nice chaps, yes, These

kadambas?' I ask y friend.

" dude, who cares man? I dont frikkin know what he was talking about except for the first rulers from THAT land bit...''

'"Oh..." i mumble and shuffle slowly out of the classroom.

Insomnia...

2009-07-23T23:54:00.002+05:30

its nearing midnight.... i'm not snuggled up in bed with my favourite pillow.... i'm not fast asleep, dreaming of infinity..... hell sleep seems to be the last thing i can achieve right now.. damn....

I never really knew that stress could cause insomnia... Is it cause i'm loaded with homework? or maybe busy preparing for a test the next day? or practicing playing on my guitar in my free time(or whats left of it...) i don't really know...

Gets you thinking though... i knw i know.... i'm not going to start ranting or complaining...my thoughts just seem to lead me to this emptiness. All i can think of is how insane this weekend is all set to be. Tell u guys about it if it goes successful

-_-"

So long and good night!!

say pleease... :)

2009-06-03T12:14:00.001+05:30

I was recently at a handbag store and I picked up a brochure for students who are going to travel abroad. It didn’t surprise me to see instructions and general tips like “Count your baggage every time it passes the conveyor belt” and “Make sure your passport and other important documents are safe” but it surprised me to see instructions like “Say Please when asking for help” and “Say thank you loud and clear when somebody helps you”

Didn’t these kids ever have parents who taught them to say please and thank you every time they needed help and/or received it?

Today’s world’s moving at a supersonic speed… I think all of us are moving too fast to enjoy the littler things and stop and be grateful for what we have… I know very well how to grumble at the fact that I don’t own an Xbox360 or how to throw a tantrum to get something I want but I’m just learning how to appreciate the smaller things and the nearly invisible people.

You probably don’t get what I’m saying right now so I think it would be easier to illustrate with an example. I’m not too shy… I can talk to just about anybody and everybody so here goes my first example.

Metro had a 50% sale and I went there with my mom cause I was bored of preparing for my board exams and my shoes were horrid looking (although in MY defence, they’re extremely comfortable) and my mom was obviously not happy with me wearing such ratty shoes but trust me.. I despise shoe shopping.

I found a pair of shoes I liked and I knew they’d fit me out of an impulse but my mom’s all but impulsive so she insisted on me trying them out first. They’re huge platform shoes with a lot of heel… I’m used to wearing mostly flats or sneakers so this was a whole new dimension.

There was a salesman who was helping me put it on and I said “Thank you so much for helping me out, I’m totally new to this stuff” He just smiled. I could tell he thought I was just being nice so I added that I really appreciated it. He simply smiled again. I tried the shoes on and effortlessly managed to walk the ramp around the store and convince my mom that I wouldn’t break both ankles in these shoes. She made me try them on one more time before finalising our purchase.

She made me try them out for the third and (thankfully) the last time but this time I wasn’t sitting so I stumbled while trying them on and my mom threw me a dirty look but nevertheless, she began to rummage through her purse for her credit card but as luck would have it, she had forgotten them at home and I needed to give the shoes up. Now I’d kind of grown to love those shoes so it was a disappointment. My mom promised me to buy them in the evening but I decided to have no expectations as I felt kind of nervous in those shoes anyway. So as I sat alone at home solving every possible sum in my pillow… sorry my R.D.Sharma guide, I got the surprise of my life… My mom came home WITH the shoes.

I was too surprised to speak. I thought she’d keep them away from me for safety reasons. She simply smiled and told me that the salesman told her to go ahead and take a chance and make the purchase.

Another incident actually took place today evening at dinner time. I’d dragged my parents to Ascendas for dinner in McDonalds and Ascendas being a hip and happening place for youngsters and adults and families (obviously) alike and being a Sunday… we had no place to sit and I absolutely despise sharing my table with total strangers for god knows what reason.

When my mom waved me over to a seemingly empty table but I walked over to her carefully balancing my McDonalds tray and my Coke in my hand and I could feel my face drop when I saw that we had to share our table with a girl and a guy that we didn’t know. So I put my tray down, smile politely at the girl and guy and unwrap my burger and start eating it. Lets call the girl Didi. I sit down opposite to her and Didi suddenly gets up when my mom comes and offers my mom her seat.

I just looked at her surprised. That’s the first time in a very long time I’ve seen someone do something like that in a very long time. It’s just something about that gesture that made me respect her so much to the extent that I actually began addressing her as Didi! (I have an older sister who’s related to me by blood and I never called her akka or Didi even once). I later ate my food in silence and thanked her and left but something about that action made me able to build a bond with a complete stranger. The only thing I had in common with her was the table.

Its little things like this, small polite gestures, seemingly insignificant acts of kindness that are capable of making people’s days but as I already mentioned, our world’s moving super fast. We should take a little more time to slow down. A lot of people are seemingly invisible and we have to take more time to acknowledge them. When was the last time you thanked a waiter or the guy who stands by the door from morning to evening without even complaining once when people don’t thank him….

My first ever poem...

2009-05-15T06:34:00.002+05:30

I was working on some calculations last night, and since my brain hates math so much, it went into zonked out mode, and when i recovered, i found that i had just written my first ever poem... if it qualifies as a poem... ;)

Was late into summer,
things started going wrong.
Clashing of our egos,
like hammer and tongs.

early into summer,
she had taken off the ring,
The tensions and the distance
Uncoiling like a spring.

The middle of the summer,
my hottest one yet.
We grew further apart,
our intentions never met.

Turning, twisting in my bed,
the wind outside blowing strong.
it suddenly hit me on my head
how could i let things go, oh so wrong!

And now i'm out to win her back,
i know its a mountain of a task.
The rains will bring me back solace,
but a little prayer from you is all i ask...

- Tomcat

Disillusionment

2009-02-05T20:47:00.006+05:30

Its been a while since i last made a post.

Been very busy with exams and Job.

First time im blogging to take my mind of things.
My situation in life is like being trapped in a maze. There are lots of ways and every path leads to a goal, but i can only reach one goal when there are many to be achieved and whichever goals i neglect will land me in hot water with others.

My Situation: My sis had a baby girl on Jan 18, she had a C-section so she cant climb stairs. My mom who is a lecturer in a college has taken leave till feb.24 to take care of sis and baby. My bro in law is from bombay and he comes to town when his job allows him (he works in bombay too). My father is a surgeon and he has a lot of health problems. My mother too is afflicted with arthritis and rheumatism in knees. And 2 days ago my grandma (moms mom) is diagnosed with breast cancer. Today the report says that the cancer is malignant and initial findings suggest that the cells are already in the bloodstream. BIG PROBLEM, now chemo and other radiation therapy is imminent. My grandma has nvr been hospitalised and she is not the kind of person who is of strong mind to withstand pain. Ive seen ppl who are stong willed being reduced to a shadow coz of chemo, it is very difficult. My mom is the only daughter and she is having pressure from all relatives who do nothin but find fault with others. They dont help out, they just sit on their couches and call my mom and tell her that she should do more, and talk among themselves and say that my mom is not takin cre of grandma. My grandma lives alone in her house which is 3 km frm my hse, she doest want to let go of the house evn though we tried to tell her to live with us after grandfathers death 2 yrs ago. Even if she does come here, we only have one bedroom on the ground floor, so it would be difficult to accomodate a person who has an operation and also radiation therapy is a room where there is a baby.And i have been trying to get into one of the top-20 B-schools in the country for 3 years, this year i finally got some interview calls, i only expected them to come in march but like a bolt from the blue, my first one is on Feb.17, along with this i have work as a marketing manager of my company, atleast i have some projects in my hometown, so at present i am @ home. There are some probs on the personal front too which is something im not evn thinkin about now, but it is also important.

My options:
1. Act oblivious to the situation @ home and continue with job and prepration for the interviews. My father sacrificed a lot of his career aspirations coz of resposnsibility towards parents, and he has been trying hard to insulate me from all this, obviously its every father's dream to see his son do well.

2. Take responsibility of taking care of grandma (in which i hav constraints as a male) and let my preparation suffer.

3. Taking care of the baby and sis and lettin mom go and stay with grandma which i dont think my mom is willing to do. And taking care of the baby is a lot harder.

4. Take leave from job, which would be unfair to company since they dont have their head of marketing due to his marriage. Already the company has given me everything in suport for my MBA aspirations which companies generally dont do.

Im just recaping a statement made by my mom today "Grandma is such a nice person, a good soul, why did this have to come to her". OK, i agree that this is a cliched statement but this happening to her at this moment in time is hard, most hardest for my mom. I always felt that there is a higher power, which most people call by the name GOD, though i dont believe in religion. 2008 was my worst year, coz of a lot of issues on the personal front, my life was in tatters at the end of 2008, and i had just picked myself up and learnt to cope with all the difficulties and challenges. Now this has caused me to have a total disullionment with the motives of God.

Is this a test? How the hell am i supposed to pass!!

"Life is really unfair, If it wasnt it would be called heaven" – Madhav :)

Emotional knapsack

2009-01-28T00:42:00.000+05:30

Some questions were bubbling in my mind since whenever.

how do you trust somebody? how do you get somebody to trust you?

why is it so hard to confide in someone? how do you become someone's confidante?

when do you know its love? how do you know its love?

What I know is when you trust somebody, you confide in them. When you confide in them, you get involved. Once you start confiding you are testing the other fellow… their response, sensibility and ability to be a vault and all that stuff. That’s how you decide if it’s good to trust them or not.
If they are good enough to be trusted with your emotions they are good to be your partner.

I mean though it requires a lot of other stuff, but basically you need to connect on one level more than physical. Emotional...! If he/she's trustworthy that means he/she responds, is sensible enough and keeps your personal life personal. You like that. Humans by nature live in groups. Can’t do alone… they need somebody by their side. Now that you have found one it opens path for further emotions. Then you are bonded. You look for further enhancements in the relationship.

If it suits all your personal/physical needs, you get attracted. Its unintentional. You don’t go around weighing what you have got. If for once it clicks, you see a possibility and you try for it. Eventually if all goes right you find yourself in love.

And you go on with it trying, exploring. Once you reach a position where no matter what happens you always seem to get the peace with your partner, you miss them on every occasion possible, you keep thinking about him/her, blabber senseless stuff but more often than not your he/she is the protagonist, you can’t seem to go on one day without talking to him/her... that means you are in love.

And it works the same way for the others too, though relative, the process is the same. To the best of my knowledge… Conditions apply.

BUT

What if any of that goes missing, Trust or confiding or love?

What then? How do you tell yourself to improve? You don’t know what is going wrong.

You are not aware of the shortcoming. Was it all real? Was it all good?

Is that how it’s supposed to be? Or there should be a moster.com for love too?

What if you have the perfect match and it can't get any better than this?

How would you sort it out?

Watchya gonna do about that???

First update from 09!

2009-01-10T22:00:00.000+05:30

Me'lady lives in Mangalore, :D ,and its where my maternal grandparents live, so i've been a regular at Mangalore.
I was there only last week, and i noticed a few things that i had'nt paid too much attention to.
It was only the second time that i went there alone, so i was more concious of the surroundings. Previously when i used to go there with ma, i'd be blissfully unaware of anything, but then, trust me, Mangalore's changed tremendously from the sleepy slow city that i knew as a kid. The local buses are privatised, so there are hell lot of buses running from everywhere to everywhere else. So there was fierce competition among buses to get there first. Since the bus service is so good, other vehicles were hardly seen, except for the lone motorist occasionally. fast forward ten years, and we now have a cosmopolitan-as-hell Mangalore, with income flowing in from the Gulf and everywhere else. This has resulted in a tremendous increase in the number of private vehicles, and the worst part is that the number of buses as increased as well! So, on the same roads, there are buses and cars and what not too... This has resulted in the mess that is the traffic in Mangalore today.

I'm feeling a bit math-y today so let me try and sum up the situation by help of an equation:

butt-on-fire bus drivers+young guns in the hot seat+messed up roads=mayhem+a good chance that you'll get killed.

Lame, i know, but i never really WAS good at math... he he.

So bottom line is, avoid driving in Mangalore if you're not a local. You'll get killed.
On second thoughts, avoid crossing the roads during the day too. The bus drivers dont seem to regard pedestrians a reason strong enough to slow down for. :|

On the personal front, i've been very jobless lately sitting at home doing nothing, uselessy texting people useless things and spoiling the peace in the world.

gotta go, mom's hollering for dinner.

Raju bhai Raju bhai YES PAPA?

doing fraud? NO PAPA!

telling lies? NO PAPA!

open your account book! :D

Tracing down memory lane...

2009-01-04T15:11:00.003+05:30

I seem to be looking at my shadows,

The ones the world cannot see, but I can.

A question still happens to perplex me,

Is that a shadow or an image of me?

Like a rookie from the lanes of an imaginary circus,

He came into my life expecting nothing,

Nothing but a pass into my thoughts,

I laughed, if only I knew where the access lies.

Then I secretly mined my way,

Into the forbidden fortress of my past,

Tears gushed out, I broke my personalised dam.

I laughed, shocked, confused, happy and delighted.

Then I thought about my childhood,

They one I so much tried to hide and ignore,

I saw holes, the damamge was done,

My own life unfolded full of cracks.

There! I remember those fields!

That park full of magical creatures!

Stealing mangoes from my neighbour's yard,

How one of us got caught!!!

Mother and Grandmother feeding us,

Ah! Those specifications I demanded for,

Grandmother's stren denail,

My very own dharna...

I wondered why I ran away from me.

It then revealed itself slowly,

The monster that hid behind those times,

And I sat down devastated, lost.

Should I curse myself for taking that trip?

What did I expect to uncover?

Those pearls from my past were paste,

I knew that, what then did I want?

That put my life on pause,

I repeated to myself, forget, forget,

forget, forget, forget, and forget.

I hid myself from those eyes reading me.

I ran to my future, the one in my dreams,

Never again to turn back and too scared to look.

Lucky Boy….!

2009-01-01T16:08:00.002+05:30

My confirmation is due. I’m completing one year in the company. I’ll now be a confirmed employee with higher pay and “trainee” removed from my designation. This is a process which my Project Leader has to initiate. There’s a link which appears in his workflow page which he has to initiate. It’s done for all associates who joined the company with me. Only 2 days remaining to complete the process. But for me... there’s no link appearing…!

I order maggie noodles. As per general knowledge, it takes 2 mins to prepare it. After waiting for 45 mins I call the canteen and cancel the order. Within two mins of the call the maggie appears out of nowhere. All set to go out, I’ve left my seat with my backpack clinging on to my shoulders, standing in the middle of the passageway to the exit. The waiter has handed me the bowl. I’m eating the Maggie there like some malnourished kid who just got food from heaven. People staring, I’m embarrassed.

Lunch time next day, I see one of my colleague has ordered “Chole Bhature”. I am tempted. I cajole one of my friends into eating it with me and order it from the canteen. Impatiently I finish my tiffin, eagerly waiting for the dish to arrive. Half an hour from the order, the waiter comes to tell me that “Chole” as finished. I think I’ll die famished.

My reliance phone’s battery is out. I plug the charger in the phone, find a socket, plug in the charger and boom. It explodes…! Like some preplanned controlled explosion to take away the power plant without affecting the city. Everybody’s looking at me. I can’t stop staring at the smoke coming out of the charger.

Finally my confirmation has been initiated. But it’s pending with my Group Leader. For the last 22 hours 30 mins. Today is the last day to complete the process.

I come home. Thinking, it’d be a god idea to get my old Nokia phone fixed. It’s got a broken strip wire and hence no display. I buy a new wire along with a charger for my reliance phone. It costs me Rs. 130 INR. I get home all excited, get my phone, screwdriver (4 mouthed) and start unscrewing the phone. There are two screws. One’s broken from top and stuck into the phone. Other has got its grooves blunted. The screwdriver is slipping over it. It’s jammed in too. I put my gymming at work. Somehow, with great embarrassment to all the people with an IQ over 110, I put in the strip just to find that the phone has stopped working completely. That’s 14 Gs down the drain. Plus i manage to break the Swiss Knife i was using to unscrew it (Dont aks me how).

I was sad, irritated and frustrated, such a bad ending to the year (Last 2 days). Then I was told that it happens. Shit happens. It’s not my fault. And I’ve got to be cheerful. Well damn right. I had no control over it and there’s no point sulking. Just need a little bit time to get over the overwhelming.

This is just a log. Doesn’t mean that I‘m sad or irritated. I’m rather sarcastically funny about it. Ask my colleagues and friends. They just can’t stop laughing.

Happy New Blah Blah Blah everybody…..!

A Love Note...

2008-12-27T20:25:00.007+05:30

I thought I'll take a shot at writing a love letter... Love,

I know it hasn’t been long that I left you (five minutes now?) but u see every single moment since then I kept thinking about all that I am missing out in those five minutes!
I don’t know what it means to just sit there and look at your face…
I think I know what you would be doing right now, going through that book shelf again, looking for one of those books on PHOTOGRAPHY, and did you know there’s this magical smile which spreads on your lips every time you find something new? So cute!
I hope you do remember that your cup of coffee is on the study table, but I am so sure that I’ll come back and find it there, untouched. Meanwhile you would go about reading the book, and then time for work.
Like a little child you sit down and write in your magical world! I left the curtains open, so the reflection from the pool would lighten up the room creating more magic around you. Its time now, you put the leash on Devil, take your wallet from the cupboard, get your car keys and there you go to pick Aurora up from school. I am so sure she fought with someone other kid today, she was telling me about a boy in class who teases her, I think she likes him!
So where would u go now?
Ah! I know the fast food joint, I miss these little meals you get to have with her sometimes, and she’s such a treasure…
Then the both of you make a detour to the bookstore; pick up a comic book for the bed time story, grab a few of your hallmark pencils and head back home. Time for Aurora to have a nap and for you to get back to your work…
It’s nearly time now! I may be back home any moment, I can see you trying to make her study, and I guess you better resolve to the original practise and make her act. The door bell rings and there’s a flurry of activity inside, I can hear Devil barking like crazy… and there you are!

See baby its been twenty minutes now and I spent a whole day with you, I calculated the other day and on the total I would have around 27 such days I can spend with you… but to think of it, this wait isn’t very painful… I know that deep down you are thinking about me too, just as I am about you.

Missing you…
I love you.

Jam.....

2008-11-27T23:39:00.003+05:30

I was readIng a novel around a year ago. "A bag of bones" by Stephen KIng. The protagonIst there was a wrIter and I swear to the Holy Cows he suffered from , what they call a "WrIter's Block" for around 120 pages.

It was a major task belIeve me, to get past those 120 pages. I slogged day and nIght for hIm to get over hIs dead wIfe and start wrItIIng. By the one hundredth page I thought I was suffeIng from a "Reader's Block". I couldn't go on a step further. But then I saw 'Courage the Cowardly Dog' on CN and I was InspIred. I went ahead wIth It and found out that the guy fInds a new babe wIth a kId In the country.

Well the story really took off from there. WIth a lots of twIsts and turns and a lot of "Spooky" actIon It had a bIttersweet endIng.

Why am I tellIng you all thIs?? I don't really know. I've been held on GunPoInt to wrIte somethIng. There's a lot goIng on at present...

1) IndIa Is on a wInnIng streak agaInst England In the ODI serIes.

2) Its almost December and I've not yet seen wInter. One of the reasons I don't lIke B'bay. Btw Its been almost a year and a half... :(

3) "Job's a joke n I'm broke" Is to be the background lIne of my professIonal lIfe.

4) I've been very 'happy happy gay gay' sInce quIte a few months now... but then "Dostana" released... and I've been very 'happy happy' sInce quIte a few months now.

5) I celebrated my bIrthday a few days back. StartIng It wIth a lovely wIsh, to cuttIng pastrIes to openIng gIfts to recIvIng awesome testImonIal to goIng out wIth a frIend to a dInner wIth the famIly.

6) I've been actIng very "out of the normal" these days. *detaIls not to be gIven*

7) Bombay (btw I lIke It better than MumbaI) Is under a terrorIst attack. Its been more than 24 hours and the fIght Is stIll on. Its stupId and horrIble. The bIggest terrorIst attack on IndIa tIll date.

8) I'm excIted about a lot of stuff, and more excIted about the others. 9) I'm tryIng to wrIte but I dunno why.. I can't.. MIght be sufferIng from a "WrIter's Block"...!!!

Just thought you should know..

Btw... How ya doIn...?

Peer Pressure

2008-11-22T00:00:00.000+05:30

Its not somethin you read about in books

Its bigger meaner and a lot worser than it looks

You often don't recogonize

The simplest forms of this

cause the pressure's almost always disguised.

"Go on. Take a smoke"

Thats not peer pressure

We're not dumb enough to dope

"Cancel plans with your mom

Go with us instead"

A Seemingly insignificant sentence.

But darlings, thats peer pressure

'Talk to her or hang out with us'

We're given the choice

we still don't know who to trust

Friends or family?

The decision's impossible.

But thats what we're expected to make.

Now tell me

Why are we quiet about this

Almost making it seem like its acceptable

"Forget that look,

you look bad.

Don't bother us with your poems

They're always about when you feel sad"

That may not be sentences from our friends

But its pressure anyway

Cause our talents are supprsesed

Our dreams are pulled away

Cobwebs...

2008-10-20T17:02:00.000+05:30

Everyone has deep dark secrets in life which would slowly, secretly, at intervals, grow onto them like a shadow less parasite, sketching itself onto your present, so it not only affects your past but also your present and if not destroyed, your future.
What is this ghost which threatens our conscious? Why do we have to hide it away in the attics of memory and try to forget it forever? Why should we do anything which would allow itself to turn into our Achilles’ heel? After all every fear is a weakness and every weakness our personal enemy.
So where does this feeling of guilt, regret, or sorrow come from? Is it unconscious acceptance of your conscious mistakes? Well how do we cope up with these tiny little issues? I think a good way is by letting it all out! Write a song, an article (like I am trying to) paint something which would represent your past and would thus make it an attic outside your memory frame.
Some of us may feel that spilling the beans or letting it all out is unnecessary when the boat is safe and sound, I personally am the same sort of creature, why rock the boat I would say, but the past few days has actually got me thinking (extra time is dangerous!) all this hiding from yourself and not facing up to few facts would only bring one down emotionally, so here I am planning to tell u few things about my life…

1-Naveen- well well well! Here is a perfect example of high school drama, puppy love and fake friends!
Just like in all beautiful romantic high school musical shit movies my story has the hero (in this case Naveen; who also happens to be the asshole in the end), the leading lady (yea! That’s my cue) and the best friend (let’s call her Varsha). In this beautiful story about teenage love we have the backdrop of a school (a very noisy one!) the lady meets the guy, they become friends, the best friend is the new arrival in class, the lady and the friend become friends, the guy likes the lady, the lady likes the guy too, the best friend likes the guy, the lady leaves school goes to another city, the guy still says he likes her and then! Just when the lady is about to agree with the guy about how she likes him her best friend happens to call her up and tell her that the guy asked her out!
At 13, yes! That hurt!
Oh well! Varsha then got to know Naveen’s playboy antics and showed him the door and when poor little baby came back to his first love guess what she did?
Ok ok! I sort of took revenge in a sweeter way…
Varsha and me are still good friends and we have fun by making fun of Naveen whenever we can.

2- Hemant- aah! This is more recent, we sort of jumped on the bandwagon way too fast, we met, we flirted, and we fell in love (ok! I dunno attraction? Yea may be, but then please do remember, SHIT HAPPENS!). I really could never figure out what went wrong between us, may be there was never anything there… we just liked the idea of being together, so it all came to an end one fine day, without any warnings, no signals, just a dead end.
Can’t say I was devastated or anything in the beginning, but hell yeah! I was crushed, never showed it to anyone, just got involved with my friends, my life and all the important stuff to do, and I pushed this memory so far away that now it doesn’t feel like anything at all, just a period of my life when things were an illusion, and I am glad it’s over.

So that’s two things I hid from everyone, now that I say it out loud you may think there was nothing to it. But then I dunno why I had to hide it, may be because at one point it did mean something to me. Right now in life I have everything I could ask for and even more!
Am I happy? I am delighted! Just an occasional shadow here and there… a few cobwebs which need to be cleaned and I feel all new and fresh!
Confessions are a way of life.

*all names have been changed, except mine. I surprisingly am still Lavanya Snigdha.

The internet wasn't working...

2008-10-19T18:17:00.000+05:30

Life seems to be so beautiful, so very perfect that even things which should be bothering me don’t anymore! Gosh! Thinking of that my daily itinerary should tell you how practically jobless I am.
9:30/10 – wake up.
11:00 – breakfast.
11:15 – look around the house/ see if my belongings are right where I left them last night.
11:17- think.
11:18- switch the comp on.
11:25 – bloody thing is finally on!
11: 27- get into gtalk.
11:28 – look around.
11:29 – get bored.
11:30- sign into the orkut account.
11:31 – get bored.
11:45 – sign out of gtalk and orkut.
11:46- curse a lot.
11:50- call a friend.
12:00- friend coming home goes get dressed.
12:15 – sitting.
12:17- this is the time when I look at the clock to know what the time is.
12:20 – friend comes home.
12:35- friend goes online.
12:36- thinks; did this person actually wanna come meet me?
12: 40 – kicks friend out of the house.
12:41 – mom kicks me out!

I actually don’t remember what I do for the rest of the day but I sure get entertained! Most of it means I am walking around on the streets with my two equally jobless friends, making fun of everyone and everything we see. Then later on in the afternoon we somehow manage to squeeze in an hour for lunch and then head to the movies.
The evenings are purely meant for intellectual talks! So am pretty busy then. Then its time for more walking and talking and going in to the book store and looking at guys, and a little more talking and finally! I’m home!!! It’s around 9 by then.

9:30- dinner.
TV time!!!
11:15- go online.
2:15 – feel tired and exhausted and sleepy.
2:30- go to sleep.

And if you guys are wondering where in this busy schedule did I find the time to write all this? Well the internet isn’t working today. And my friend is late…

I think therefore I don’t want to be…

2008-10-16T22:30:00.002+05:30

“I think therefore I am” was coined by the mathematician Descartes, but where does thinking take us, I don mean the common sense and thinking about daily stuff, where does thinking about deeper meanings in life and general philosophies of life take us. Does it really give us satisfaction, I have considered myself an avid thinker all my life (at least from the age of 12), I used to write a lot and it liberated me, and the knowledge of why most things happen and the satisfaction of my perspective to life was fulfilling and life was great. But as you grow you have a lot of life experiences which makes you think deeper and finally I have come to realize that life isn’t fair and whatever the system, God or even if we are inside the matrix, is not fair, I have given a lot of thought to it, but since life is not fair where does it take us, what should we believe in?

This is a question which I haven’t had an answer to, once we realize human folly and the materialism of the world, we go into the downward spiral of pessimism, and it is damn hard to get out of that, and how did I reach this conclusion because I think, so thinking has made me lose hope in life and us as a species.

Why is emotional pain more than physical pain? Scientifically physical pain has reasons, but how do we measure emotional pain and loss, we can say that physical injuries heal and most of the emotional injuries only heal after a period of time. Even if we have a scar we don’t feel pain, but on sight of that scar we experience the pain that we went through, its our memories that is holding us back, so it would be ideal if we could wake up each day and live as if nothing bad has happened…its easier said than done

Yesterday afternoon, I went to the beach alone (ive been blessed to live in a place where there are beautiful beaches), I jus sat there for a while, n started thinking, suddenly I felt lik running into the water, the weather was cloudy, the water looked a beautiful shade of green-blue and I dived in with my tee and jeans on, the dozen or so people on the beach must have thought I was crazy, I jus didn care, I laughed to myself, kicked the sand, started swimming, ridin the waves till one really knocked the wind out of me, but I was so happy, I didn’t have a care in the world, it was an exhilarating experience, after I came out, people were smiling, not laughing coz somehow I infused some happiness in their life by my antics. Then went and picked up my mother from the airport, she was really shocked and didn’t even say a word, coz it didn matter.

In these fleeting moments I find real happiness, where I enjoy the simple things in life, when I did not think, its gave me hope, always rejoice and marvel at the audacity of hope….its all we need

Purpose...

2008-10-16T15:44:00.000+05:30

I was just watching the bucket list and there’s this scene in which Edward’s watching a baseball match in the hospital and he asks Carter what he’s doing…
Carter says “scribbling.” “Scribbling what?” “oh nothing just scribbling” he says, and that line actually got me thinking; there are thousands of times in a week when I would want to write something down, something I would feel like telling people, but I never do that, why? I dunno. Its not like I don’t have the time, god forsake! But I know I have more time than anyone in the whole world… but then do I ever put it to proper use? The truthful answer, no.
Then I start thinking, what is writing to me? Why is it that whenever I think of something there’s an urgent need or rather a want to write things down? I think it fills up the void in me, I feel like my existence is rather, let me use the term, primary.
I have basic needs and I feel like all I do in my life is to fulfill them and do nothing in order to get what I want. The truth is when I write I feel complete, I feel like there is something worthwhile that I actually do, but then why don’t I when I know that I should be doing it? That again is something I could never understand about myself.
The need to express your thoughts should never die, not in a human at least, what then would differentiate us from an inanimate object?
Paulo Coelho in his book The Witch of Portobello says a human to tap his true potential and inner self needs to be able to concentrate on a task completely and should also be able to fill the blank void in between, the void in which one could think of unnecessary things. My life feels like that void, but when I do write, its objective all of a sudden, it’s as though I am filling my purposeless existence with a reason to go on.
To write is to look into myself, to search deeper, because being able to give words to your thoughts, is to give meaning to one’s soul, one’s living. I see people everyday who would say to me, “why do you waste your time thinking of such useless things?”
Surprisingly all I can do is laugh at them, I think to myself, “if only people realized what they could achieve by diving deep into themselves.”
So today all I do is try to put my thoughts out, its an outburst, a revolt against all I did till today, its to say I need words to fill my life, give them to me, and give me the power to fill the void when I want to.
To whom I say this, I do not know, all I wish is that I can satisfy it.
There are times of sudden insight that every person gets once in a while, and I should think that is when actually a person is truthful to themselves, these moments should give u happiness as to who you are what you do, but why do I feel hollow?
There’s this strange sort of emptiness within me. I have everything I need, but then there’s this restlessness inside me which is slowly eating me away, how do I pull myself out of this mess? Out of this whole lack of understanding of myself?
I should think the answer to that is the the most difficult task ever, which is to write. When one writes he needs to bring in meaning to every word he puts on paper, every word needs to shower enough meaning on to his thoughts so that what he wants to say has value.
Meaning is what I truly need, and this is the lock that I have been dying to destroy, and strangely, there’s this lightness I feel and I think I just lost a stone which was drowning me.
Search is a way of life.

Lost Innocence

2008-10-14T20:23:00.003+05:30

Standing in the rain
Looking for a place I never had
Feeling such a loss
Pain is all I have

What is in my mind
No one ever knows
Such a lonely place
Is there anything left

All the memories
The feelings I had
Is it just a lie
Why so numb

When the heart is yearning
Can I just go
Live in tears
When can I live

Am I always awake
Living in delusions
Something's holding me
Embrace a new light

Something left to do
That is not me
Sirens blaring in my head
The fire consumes all

The moral dilemma
Can I walk away
Standing here alone
Lighting is all I can hope for

Barriers

2008-10-14T17:45:00.003+05:30

Sometimes i feel,
Like there is no love,
lost between us.
Nothing to end this torment,
nothing to ease the pain.
I see an invisible wall built
amidst us-
No tongue to my feelings,
A mute witness
to the drama of fate...

Times were when
I was with you,
And you made me feel whole.
Every moment spent
with you, my love,
is worth far more
than the price of life itself...

I know not what happened,
I know not the way,
for i walk in the dark
without your light
to lead me on,
here i stumble,
and then i pray...

Too many things have happened,
There is no looking back.
For seldom have i seen this,
lonelier than hade's crack.
I wish to be whole again,
never so incomplete,
but without your Midas touch
To be so, is asking too much...

You will not be mine,
for now, or forever.
To hope so, would be
my mistake, but my love
I choose to hope
and keep it burning until
my life, i give up.
For what better way is there
to say goodbye,
than with your name on my lips
And a final wishful sigh...

Night..

2008-10-11T02:22:00.000+05:30

the cockroaches are nocturnal
as am i
my eternal love for the night
might never die

The clock's gone beyond 12,
i'm beginning to feel like myself
I pace my room over and over
embracing the peace,loving myself

I'll never wish i was somebody else
for i just too much love myself
as long as i have with me
the love of the night
the spirit in my heart
and the love for myself
will never die

Things we take for granted

2008-10-07T20:24:00.002+05:30

its just weird how we take so many things for granted... we look high and low for happiness without realising that its often in front of us. Heres a few things we take for granted... Just take a second to enjoy these moments and i promise you*, you'll be happy

1.Watching the rain with a mug of steaming hot chocolate

2.Seeing how happy your doggy or pet is when you feed it

3.Hugging your friends

4.Running up to somebody you've known for a long time but haven't had the time to talk to and suddenly wrapping your arms around them and hugging them hard... i've experienced this... i still hold the moment with me and it felt amazing.

5.Just hugging somebody :)

6.Watching the sunrise/sunset, with a cuppa coffe :)

7.Listening to your favourite song on the radio

8.Talking on the phone

9.Someone calling you up at some wee hour of the morning or somebody just calling you up just so they can hear your voice

10.Someone bursting with excitement to see you

11.Somebody's smile making you feel better. Even if that somebody happens to be a stranger

12.Somebody hugging you from behind

13.Food fights! lol

14.Dancing to your favourite song (even if you can't dance to save your life)

15.Getting a suprise when you least expect it

16.Sombody doing something nice for you

I could go on forever... but i'm terribly hungry right now... ^_^

*Terms and conditions apply :P

look what i found today!

2008-09-29T09:34:00.000+05:30

WHATS WRONG WITH ORKUT!!!

RAMBLINGS..

2008-09-29T09:21:00.000+05:30

I’ve always believed that this little space of mine would be to take my mind off things and that I could share the arbit non sense that goes on in my head for the world to see. I started it off with some general writing, and then I ran out of steam. Then my life started getting boring. Nothing worth posting on the blog. When there WAS something that I could post, I dilly dallied and now it’s lost its relevance… Many things like that… Many of my outings, the state level quiz I hosted, the many things that’s been happening in my life and stuff like that.

But what’s been disturbing me recently is, what’s going on with the country in general. From the god knows what 123 nuclear deal to the attacks on Christian establishments to the Tata’s pull out of Singur and the awful bomb blasts.

The Christian issue is what I’d like to put forth here.

In Karnataka, politics is at its worth. Our politicians here are the most dangerous scoundrels any administration has had the misfortune to see. The Hand and the Flower go head to head on ANY issue.

Here’s what happened. Some inflammatory articles claimed to be published by some new life thingy shows some of our gods in bad light. Like calling urvashi a prostitute and stuff like that. Now, I consider my religion equivalent to my mother. If anyone is misbehaving with your mother, will you sit back and think of human rights and secular and shit like that, and wait for ‘law’ to take ‘action’ or will you go ahead and beat the living daylights out of whoever is doing that?

Let me put it this way: There was a great deal of hullaboo created when police fired at violent farmer crowds at a village in Bihar recently. Their contention is that the farmers were innocent and that they were only ‘venting their ire’. If these farmers are ‘innocent’ according to some, then why on earth are some passionate individuals who vent their ire on an organization berating their religion considered communalists and shown in bad light?

The honorable opposition here in Karnataka are asking for organizations like the VHP and RSS to be banned. I say, when we have organizations like the Indian Mujahedeen and the SIMI to take care of, can we honestly be justified to be wasting time on silly issues like this?

Is the archbishop justified in speaking to the head of the state in that fashion?

One of the articles says ‘Rama could not distinguish between a real and golden deer. He who has no discretion cannot save you’. How will they react if we say ‘He, who could not even save his OWN life, cannot save yours too?’

Let’s face it… we’re a country run by sissies

Here are some ways we can get out of the mess our country is in:

# Get every politician who is above the age of 65 or has a educational qualification less than a master’s degree to retire, or put a bullet in his/her head.

# Bounce those misbehaving politicians out on their asses.

# for heaven’s sake, they’re not royalty. No need for traffic blocks when they’re moving about the city. They DON’T need a motorcade.

# chewing paan in the House must be banned. Madam President, are you listening?

# Line up all those ‘leaders’ who have criminal cases against them, ask them to quit, or send a bullet through their heads.

# likewise, line up all those criminals on death row, and put a bullet through their heads. Clemency can go to hell.

# All those officials caught taking bribe, line them up and put a bullet in their head. No, TWO bullets just to be sure.

# legalize prostitution like some countries, and get those police force who waste time on ‘flesh trade’ to catch terrorists and other dangerous criminals.

# Afzal Guru for example… Put a bullet in his head as soon as possible. And all the other terrorists the police have managed to catch.

Pretty harsh, yes, but its about time somebody did something!

2008-08-11T13:03:00.000+05:30

Well.. these are some home remedies I got via mail.. I believe they'll b of use to everyone..
Do use these.. for a Blissful life...

1. If you are choking on an ice cube, don't panic. Simply pour a cup of boiling water down your throat and presto. The blockage will be almost instantly removed.

2. Clumsy? Avoid cutting yourself while slicing vegetables by getting someone else to hold them while you chop away.

3. Avoid arguments with your partner about lifting the toilet seat by simply using the sink.

4. For high blood pressure sufferers: simply cut yourself and bleed for a few minutes, thus reducing the pressure in your veins. Remember to use a timer.

5. A mouse trap, placed on top of your alarm clock, will prevent you from rolling over and going back to sleep after you hit the snooze button.

6. If you have a bad cough, take a large dose of laxatives. Then you will be afraid to cough.

7. Have a bad toothache? Smash your thumb with a hammer and you will forget about the toothache.

8. Sometimes, we just need to remember what the rules of life really are: You only need two tools: WD-40 and Duct Tape. If it doesn't move and should, use the WD-40. If it shouldn't move and does, use the duct tape.

9. Remember: Everyone seems normal until you get to know them.

10. Never pass up an opportunity to go to the bathroom.

11. If you wake up breathing, congratulations! You get another chance.

12. Be really nice to your family and friends; you never know when you might need them to empty your bedpan.

13. The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four persons is suffering from some sort of mental illness. Think of your three best friends -- if they're okay, then it's you.

Philosophy, God and Destiny...

2008-08-09T01:01:00.003+05:30

My take on philosophy is pretty simple... u can't make sense outta something... philosophise it...!

that's what my friend does, one day i asked him if there was rain when the gods piss... when is there snow?

his reply to that was pretty philosophical, he said (in a mystic tone) "child! there's a goddess up there who makes crappy thingies outta wool and she send it down as snow..." now why didn't I ever think of that?!?!?!

No wonder the ratio of sheep reared to woollen products produced never match....

but i still wonder what they mean when they say, " it was all written before we were born..."

THIS line troubles me a LOT! and when i say a lot... i mean a lot...

what do they imply?!?!?

that we are just puppets and that some mighty bearded fellow decides what we are to do??!?!

i sneeze... so that was written all long back too?
that god dude must be pretty jobless if he can control such minute things... or he must be billion sigma or something never to make any mistakes...!

personally... i think destiny is crap; there's no such thing called destiny, no matter what one does it was all ones own doing. Its the wimps who make up reasons like destiny for their failure, and if u blame your success on destiny, then you aren't giving yourself enough credit!

and the thing about god?
does he exist?
where is the mighty lord?
what does he do in his free time?
does he like Al Pacino?

such questions still bother me... and i think if i ever have to achieve nirvana and god-knows-what-not! to get answers to these questions... I'd rather give it a rest and finish my assignments on time... more of a worthwhile exercise...

and that's that.

Nose rings and general blah blah bitching....

2008-08-04T17:37:00.003+05:30

WOW! its been a really long time since i've been here and maan i'm like totally clueless abt wats going on! anyway...i guess i need to keep y'all reminded that i'm alive and awake.

Well its nearly a month since my b'day... it was one of the most amazing birthdays i've ever had.... i got a new fastrack watch (courtesy my sis hating me old one), a calvin and hobbes collection,a bracelet and a chain and the cutest cellphone toy ever! (But that fell apart a week later and lets leave it at that) and a BLUEBERRY CHEESECAKE as a b'day cake (PICS comin soon ;) ) and of course...an amazing dinner at pizza hut with the entire staff singing happy b'day (well that was a bit embarassing but nice nevertheless)

So my life's been pretty irritating recently with me not having time for almost anything exccept studying,writing records...blah blah blah...i'm somehow trying to find time to do the stuff i really wanna do like listen to music or just chill in my room.

Arthi started working recently so me seeing a lot less of her and i'm starting to miss her like hell :(

and arjun too! its been soooo long since we last talked...

I got a nose ring yesterday...mom threw a fit thinking i'd actually pierced my nose. Had to calm her down and convince her that i haven't got my nose pierced......YET......................................... ;)

Anyways....heres the most recent updates-

1)I got a nose ring

2)Might be getting my ears pierced soon

3)i sOOOOOOOOOOO want a tattoo!

4)I study like....hell.. :|

5)3 morons thought that i couldn't actually write the songs i'd written in my diary

6)Archana is my soul sis!

7)School is a right pain in the neck and there should be a ban on it!!!

8)I was wrong about my physics teacher liking me :|

9)Apparently half the guys hate me for god knows wat reason

10)I'm trying to get a band together

11)I'm the drummer

12)Archana on guitar

13)Levis skinny jeans are something i can't really live without

14)Junk food sickens me but thats not really new now is it

15)I wear kaajal

16)I'M GONNA BE LATE FOR TUTION IN FIVE SECONDS!

Oh and before i go....who the hell is lavanya? (new author)

Dream on a SleeplesS NighT

2008-07-30T15:52:00.001+05:30

You never know how the best things in life can throw your life over. Like sipping coffee in a coffee house or like watching a movie. How you had never imagined yourself doing something because you thought it’s lame or impractical and you end up doing just the same. It’s wonderful how the next step you’ll take can just leave you clueless about yourself. And you can’t do anything about it and that’s the worst part.

How childish is falling for a movie star? And not just falling falling, but falling so hard that you don’t know what hit you or what you’ve hit. And it’s so whimsical that you can’t do anything about it neither it’s possible to get out of it.

I know it because it has happened with me. My big mistake… watching Jaane Tu… Ya Jaane Na (JTYJN).

You’d have guessed who I’m in love with. And for the dumbasses who didn’t, its Genelia D’souza.
Laugh all you can but I’m clueless about what I’m doing here you know. I’ve had crazy fits about actresses before also. Okay well, I’ve had sophisticated fits about actresses before too. But this is completely out of the world. In its literal sense. How’d you explain me having her wallpapers on my cell phone? Both the screens (Nokia 6131… I’ve to get a new one though. its in ruins…).I‘ve always thought of putting a celebrity wallpaper on one’s cell phone as lame. And I’ve actually taken all the pains to get wallpapers from internet to my laptop. And believe me, I’m very lazy.
Anyways the point is that I’ve fallen or if you want to call it a crush, I’ve a huge uncontrollable crush on Genelia. And the worst part is that she has no idea. Well I know it’s nothing new for her. But it’s new for me. And a huge thing on top of that. I mean, how often does that happen. With me? Never.

So now the state is that I’m flipping TV channels to find videos featuring her. Shuffling the radio channels just to listen to JTYJN’s songs. I mean it’s weird. I know you know. But I don’t know how to get out of it.

I mean let’s face it. I’d never be able to meet her let aside the prospect of anything else. She is a movie star. A MOVIE STAR for god’s sake. What the hell was I thinking?

Well nothing at all. It just happened. And worst part is that I can’t do anything about it. I’m not at all famous; I have passable looks and no money at all. What good am I. I should’ve had a lot of money, should’ve born next door to Genelia. Ah... whims at its best. I’m letting out a secret. I wouldn’t have been able to ask her out even then. Damn it..! I’m of no use.

I know I’m a grown up and I don’t drink milk out of a bottle, though I like to eat milk powder out of the box every now and then. Anyways its very amusing you know. Sometimes being whimsical isn’t very bad. Here it’s sweet. I don’t know if I’d ever be able to get out of it but every time I think about getting out of it one thought flashes across my mind’s darkness. Can’t “Mast (Aftab & Urmila)” and Notting Hill (Hugh & Julia) be possible in real life?

I wish I had a magic wand. Hell if my wishes are coming true. I wish my wishes about Genelia come true.

Anyways… a precautionary measure to be taken by all of you: “Don’t be an ass and never fall for a movie start. And even if you do, wish that it’ll be somebody not as beautiful, as pretty, as cute, as awesome, as charming, as amazing and as unforgettable as Genelia.”

And yeah... pray for me... I’ve only got one life……

The lone rose

2008-06-03T15:33:00.002+05:30

The single rose

stood in its field

watching the sky turn dark

she had served her use

when she was alive

but now her time had passed

She felt her energy

dwindling

as her petals

let go of their smell

her leaves went limp

and she could hardly tell

light from dark

The lone rose

stood in her field

watching the world

go dark

she had tried to smile

through death

but now her time had passed

The start of a zillion problems

2008-05-17T15:36:00.002+05:30

Okay...we've all heard about arjun's famous vodafone rhapsody but have you heard about the not so famous aishwarya's start of a zillion problems?

I guessed not.

Anyways...as some of y'all know, i'm an airCel subscriber. Yes i know that'll invoke a lot of blank looks thats cuz aircel is only in TN...its called spice telecom in all other places and it has to be the worst network in the history of bad networks... So heres the start of a zillion problems.

9 p.m:I'm happily chatting away to one of my best friends and she gets ready to tell me a piece of totally juicy gossip and all off a sudden.

Click.

The line goes dead.

The balance notification comes up... I just lost 4 bucks talking to her. No big.

Then she calls back. "Hey Aish what...." She never gets to finish the sentence. Last call duration:4 seconds. Errm...okay then. I call her again.

"Sorry bout that,the line got cut...so tell me!" i say eagerly. "Yeah you won't believe this but...."

Three short omnious beeps.

"Hello? Hello?" I look at my phone. The black butterfly wallpaper stares back at me. Grrr...

Okay i call back. "Archie..Archie are you there?" I say after i hear a hello. All of a sudden a male voice begins talking about his road trip to chandigarh(with "tashan" style englees) and i get totally freaked out and cut the call.

%@#$#%#$#@#@ (that was me hurling abuses shortly after i dropped my phone in surprise cause it suddenly freaking vibrated in my ear)

"Archie are you talking to somebody else?" I say after the male voice stops. "Aish" she says. "Yes?"

"I freaking told you i'm alone at home!"

Cross talk! **%*$$**%*$

So i cut the call and call her back again and finally..we manage to talk for about 9 minutes after which the call gets cut again. The balance notification thing pops up again and apparently i've lost (approx)7 rupees of my balance (it might be more or less... I don't really remember people)

"Hey boi, u gotta text message" my phone omniously sings. (Don't ask) and apparently archie got fed up of the poor network and she decides to head to sleep.

O.M.F.G.(THATs not in a good way)

So i head off to sleep too. Next morning my sis calls customer care(shes an aircel victim too) and asks why the network is so poor. She puts the phone on speaker so i can hear and i have never heard a lamer explanation.

He mumbles something about two towers' signals interfering with each other and suddenly the line gets cut...AGAIN..

I make a trip to the aircel office and the guy ends up mumbling something abt him being responsible only for recharges and something about hellotunes.

So i did what every other aircel victim would do in times of difficulty.

I switched to airtel

Thanks

2008-05-15T10:31:00.000+05:30

This post comes straight from the heart, and on impulse... this last week has been my god so varied for me i still cant come to proper terms with it..
#Thanks a lot Aishwarya for actually calling me up and talking to me when i was lying face down on the terrace all broken and shaken and giving me strength.
# Thanks a lot Pooja for being there even when you're not there and helping me through all this mess and giving me reasons to live.
# Thanks a lot Bharath for giving me a place to stay in Bangalore when i needed to get out of this city so badly
# Thanks a lot Nitin, Vaseem and Harsha for the awesome time we had on Vaseem's b'day.. it cheered me up so much.
# Thanks a lot Shamitha for making it to the meeting and making me feel better, and for the ride to Aunt's place :)
# Thanks a lot Pruthwik for coming over to meet us and for the company
# Thanks a lot Shashank for breakfast and the ride to the bus stand
# Thanks a lot Nikethana for wasting a valuable "rare free sunday afternoon" and talking to me and making me feel better.
# Thanks a lot Bharath for driving us all up 7 floors of the parking lot.
# Thanks a lot Ranjani for talking all the teasing with not too much dignity, but yet taking it ;)
# Thanks a lot Bharath for all the pep talk and gyaan.
# Thanks a lot Zainab for being the chirpy happy thing that you are :))
# Thanks a lot Varsha for meeting us after 9 years and making my day.
# Thanks a lot Prateek and Ananya for agreeing to try and help with the Orkut problem
# Thanks to you again for offering to come down here for the weekend and giving me something to look forward to :)
# Thanks a lot Vidya akka for hearing me out and being the pillar i lean on always
# Thanks a lot Pooja for calling up waking me up at 2 am and making me feel alive.
# Thanks a lot Manasa for calling up and keeping me company all afternoon :)
Thanks to everyone else who have always shown me encouragement and love and stopping by and trying to pick me up whenever i'm down...
Thank you :)

Beautiful girl

2008-05-13T16:24:00.000+05:30

Hey Beautiful girl
Don’t eat that much
Hey beautiful girl
You’ll never be good enough

Don’t think I don’t know
Where all the food you eat goes
Hey beautiful girl
You’re so stupid
To your beliefs
Stay rooted

Hey beautiful girl
Don’t be such a bitch
Be careful girl
Don’t get too deep into the mix

Beautiful girl
Who do you think you’re fooling
Beautiful girl can’t you see its not working
Those voices will always tell you
That you’re not good enough

Beautiful girl
Step out of your shell
Your beautiful inside out
And you know it well

I’ll dry your eyes
I’ll wipe your tears away
Just give me your hand
And have the faith
That I can make you feel okay
I can’t bear to see you suffer
I understand your mental torture

I know about that strong self hate
You hold in your heart for everyone to see
I understand how you feel
Every time you see
Fattening pizzas
And calorie-crammed ice cream sundaes

So stop trying to be
A fashion magazine imitation
You should honor yourself
For being god’s best creation

Beautiful girl
Hold my hand
Together we’ll find
A reality that’s a lot less cold

Forget those other girls
Forget about them
You’re better than them
It doesn’t matter what they say
All that matters
Is how you feel and the way you think

Ignore those voices
Break free
From the chains they bind you with

Your beautiful as you are
I promise thee
That I’ll always be there
And when you think everyone hates you
Just remember that I care

Beautiful girl
Take my hand
You’ll be just fine
I’ll spend with you
All my time
Just to make sure
That you’re all right

Yaaaaaahoo [-X

2008-05-04T22:10:00.000+05:30

AAAARRGGHH!!!.... * thump thump *
* bang bang * rrrrrrrrrrrr {chainsaw} *
This is a fairly accurate description of my feelings towards a product by one of the world's leading companies... A company on the verge of being taken over by a bully... A product that i was using since the past 7 months without too much trouble.
Yes you probably guessed it wrong :P, I'm talking to the famous Yahoo Messenger.
Why Am i expressing violent feelings towards it? Pure and simple...

It conked.

And man, did it conk Big time...

Ok, here's what happened...
Two days ago, bright and sunny, i connected to the net. Checked my scraps, spent some time on Typeracer, answered a few e mails, then feeling a little jobless by then, just clicked on the messenger icon.

The empty box, then gradual filling of it, My ID and Password already waiting there, the next second a happy face saying "signing in as arjun.buffon {invisible}" all that happened without a hitch.
Then,it all started foing wrong...
4 out of my 21 contacts were online, each in their various activities like busy or stepped out or doing nothing...
So i just clicked on the person doing nothing...
Just when the IM box started appearing, a strange clinging sound...
Like a message from God
" You will now pay for your sins son..."

* script error... not enough storage... blah... still want to run scripts?*
Two options.. Yes..No..
Death or Persecution.
What did i choose?.... Being the brave heart i am, clicked "Yes"
Apparently they have a system to remove the flash in the pan bravery.
Same box, this time citing some other mumbo jumbo numbers..
"Yes" ? or "No" ?
I took a deep breath and said
"yes"
Another box!!!
Me: For the love of God!!!.. Just get on with what you have to do will you???
* presses "yes" around ten times *
Phew...
The evil is vanquised.
All hail me...
But wait...
Something's not right...
The audibles smileys photo sharing nothing!.. poof! vanish...
I type "hi there" in the text box, and my finger hovers over the return key... Then i brace myself and hit the button...

God again

* script error.. Yahoo is not valid *

Me: #%^((*%$#(*$#$!!$^&*
{for the benefit of the young readers, I am reproducing the toned down, "clean" version of what i'm saying below}

What? Micosoft bought Yahoo and killed it already??

I for once, keep my head on and do the logical thing.
I tried to copy the error code , but no. Apparently Yahoo dosent like its dirty linen washed in its backyard so no cant do sorry...

I go to the messenger website.. Notice there's a new version of messenger out.
Hey these big corporations rectify their bugs in the old ones while coming out with their new products right? why dont i try it?

Alright then..... * fast forward*.. summary of fast forwarded period: Congrats, I'm the owner of the brand new, slick, cool, Messenger 9.
Right.. on to business..
*signing in*
{I'm actually beginning to enjoy the new interface...}
There.. all signed in.. cool.. new type of buttons and all...
And then...
Horrors of all horrors...
My sins are not purged, and the ghosts not exorcised.
* script error...blah..* In a more stylish, almost "na na na na naah" box..
The silent transfer of my hair to my hand begins...
* Fast forward *
I keep hitting the yes's and finally learn that the other person is getting my messages, but i cant see either what i have typed or what she is saying...
Fun no?
* Fast forward *
I accept my defeat for the time being and seek help from the knowledgable...
Yahoo's help site for messenger 9 has a biiig article starting with " Be assured that yahoo is aware of a script error"... thats having us from our backsides and we are recievng many bombs in our mail because of this error, and we dont take that much pride in ruining other's lives...
They have asked us unfortunate ppl hand chosen by Yahoo to download a few releases of macromedia flash player and some java andsome other stuf..
Busted my already fast depleting bandwidth on every single one of those boon-on-demand softwares...
Honestly, all you people out there, how many of you actually expect it to work after all this?
question your hearts my dear fellow humans.
I can sense the majority of you dear readers sharing my plight and feelings in the emphatic "NO" forming on your lips...
Yes, it was worse than ever.
And Pooja, {refer last post} chose to come online at this time...
So here i Am.. standing behind a one way portal of communication.
I've tried rectifying it, looked in various forums, learnt that many many people around the world are facing the same problem...
But for now, I'm stranded. No IM ing.. :((
I'm not even mentioning the other disgusting stuff. wait, let me just do.
They wanted me to be signed in to get to the help central part of their site,
so one page asking for my password appeared, with some long winded explainatio of why i'm being asked for a password.
What it dint say was they would ask my password over and over again.
It got stuck in some endless loop... the help page would load, immediately followd by the password page. amazing...

So here's the predicamant i am in...
Any way out?

P.S: I tried their Web Messenger thingy.. here's what came.
and later is how Yahoo troubles me...

There are somethings money CAN buy...

2008-05-04T18:08:00.000+05:30

For some reason i seem to be obsessed with this statement. There is nothing very extraordinary about this sentence. Remember those old preachy statements which told you money cant buy love, money cant buy sleep. money cant buy you god etc.. Lets go one step further and look at some things money CANT really buy us.
1.Money cannot buy us useless junk mail and spam from unheard of companies and f(r)iends.
2.Getting a virus on your computer which erases all data(including those naughty things you downloaded without anyone knowing...)
3.money certainly cant buy us the experience of running out of petrol in the middle of nowhere.
4.Money cannot buy you the amazing experience of getting caught while bunking by the principal.
5.Money can buy you better results. Money cant buy you worse results.That is a job for VTU.
6.Money can get you healthcare in a hospital.It cant get you a date with the hot nurse.
7.Money can buy you condoms.It cannot buy you friends who punch holes in it.
8.MoNEy CanNoT GeT You sCraPs LikE ThIs iN OrkUt
9.Money can get your work done in government offices.What it cant do is get your homework done by you(sad.you cant bribe yourself)
10.Money can take you to switzerland. It cannot create an avalanche and save the world(think tubelight,think)
11.Money can get you a rotten tomato to throw at someone. money cannot get someone to throw tomatoes at you(It comes under social service.100% tax exemption)
12.Money cannot get you a mother or a father. It can get you the shop uncle or aunty to act like them if the principal calls.
13.Money certainly cannot buy me. An inexhaustible diamond mine can.
14.Money cannot torture you into reading this blog. That is a job for jobless man.defender of joblessness and boredom(Guess who?)
15.You are stupid.Just like me.(this is a message in the interval,nothing to do with the topic at hand)
16.Money cannot buy you 'a' girlfriend. It can buy you lots of them.
17. Money is like the system.The more you have,the more you are expected to have.It cannot buy you liberation.
18.Money cannot buy you money.
19.Money cannot buy you great friends.(No more comments.surprise.surprise)
20.Lastly, money cant make you change who you are.The laws of the universe are inscrutable.In short, it means we are doomed.

And hell, if money is the root of all evil and people tell you to avoid it like the plague, why is it that there is a god for money??
Think my dear friends, and if you felt inspired to get rid of your pocket money, contact me on naidu.bharath@gmail.com.

CHEERS!!!

So lonely...

2008-05-03T21:04:00.000+05:30

Apparently the other authors aren't being too active so wat the heck...its not like i have anything better to do...anyway...heres the start of the actual post.

I never thought i'd reach this stage in my life... I've always been more on the anti social kind and it always made me happy to just chillax in my room and crank up the tunes and just zone out staring at the ceiling but no. At least not in these few days. Its my holidays right now, everybody says it should be the most awesome time of your teen years especially after all the work i put in for my tenth but thats not even remotely close to how i feel.

I miss my friends so much...Its pure torture to look at the mercides and lamborghinis on my walls and look at ballack and beckham staring lifelessly back at me...My walls are now a gruesome(can't think of a more appropriate adjective)pink, my new bed is so high my nose practically touches the ceiling, the ceiling fan runs at a mercilessly fast pace and theres me. Totally blanked out.

I think I've hit an all time low... My days are comprising of me doing nothing but watch that stupid MTV tickr as it runs on and on...and watching wassup and trying to go what the f....!

And i can't even go out and see anybody... I'm sick at the minute and i'm not allowed to go out :( I donno wat i'm doing... just trying to feel better.

I think i'm goin crazy

2008-04-28T15:57:00.000+05:30

Okay seriously...right from this second..i'm beginning to show all the signs of psychosis... don't even ask where i learnt that word!!! My brain is getting rusted..i can barely hear those wheels turning and my writing's becoming continuosly degraded...trying ever so hard to keep it up but i don understand whats going on inside my thick skull...

feel like i'm trapped underwater...gasping for breath cuz i dont know how to swim too..and i'm dead scared of water...its like my walls are closing in on me and i can barely breathe... hey that rhymes...hmm...how about a poem then...

Trapped beneath

The skin that(now) chains me

Feels like the ground is moving beneath my two feet

and i'm stuck desperately

trying to move with it

but i can't

seems like I was supposed to have different plans

Feels like I'm trapped underwater

I can barely breathe

I try hard to escape

but my walls are closing in on me

My brain's rusted

My friends are far far far far far far far away

and theres not a damn thing i can do about it

not tomorrow and definitely not today!!

Exams ahoy!

2008-04-27T18:19:00.000+05:30

Well its that time of the year again.. :) when the heights of joblessness are reached and the desperate hunt for better things to do overwhelms you, to sometimes very entertaining results...
My semester end exams start on the 16th of May and i have no clue when it will end. neither do i know what i will write in the exam. I've hardly studied this sem and for most part of it we've been outside city for various reasons.. Its been waaay too long since i last posted anything here.. i had started this thing about my trip to mangalore, but coz the piece went too long, it made into parts, but the second part, unfortunately has..well.. you know timed out ;)
* sighs of relief from the readers is heard *
I had the opportunity to personally meet two of my friends who are my friends in the first place because of the blog. Pooja, who sometimes leaves some kick-ass comments here, and who is currently off the grid for two whole months * wails * :P. I was in her college competing in a National level tourism fest "Exodus". It was a lot of fun hanging out with her and she was kind enough to show me around the place and gave me company during the quiz event. Thanks a lot Dissy. i owe you one! >:D<
Prateek came down to Mysore with his charming friend. Now dont ask Prateek who, he's the writer of the post below if dont know him. He spent a day here, but unfortunately had a bad back so...
I wont go into too much details about that, coz i heard prateek himself is going to write about the time he spent here ;) isn't that right Prateek? :P
Other than this, I've been busy with various competitions and we had been on a week long study tour.. That was a lot of fun...
The system board on my laptop conked and it took the battery with it. Fortunately it still has warranty and saved me about 18 thousand bucks. Scary no?
The first admirer of this blog has gone international and is lost.
Its not like i update everyday, but i have to say i wont be updating the blog till my exams are done. After that you can look forward to all the stories of the study tours and fests and the people i met there...
Oh and i vey nearly forgot my cousin's wedding that took place last week!
anyway, see you next month with more stuff...
signing off,
Arjun M

P.S: Do keep snucking back to this blog... Its going to see unprecedented activity in the next two weeks... Watch out!

Truth of life.. Engineer's way...!

2008-04-16T12:58:00.001+05:30

i've learned...

1) Distance is not always inversely proportional to love...
they kinda share a freakish nature..
it depends on the data given and the environmental conditions..

2) No matter how hard u try to do good stuff for others
some unaccounted failures always occure..
the breakdown maintenance department cant help
and Preventive maintenance isn't possible...its highly risky to live..

3) No matter how u express urself..
the diction n speech somewhere somehow goes wrong
or they'r not enough..body language has an imp role to play..

4) Ur care n concern is volatile
its not there if u dont do enough to show..
constant discharge is necessory..
else the carin efficiency is supposed to be low..

5) Even if u dont know a person much
u feel tat she/he has been there since forever..
time looses its importance
its just a frame of reference..

6) There are ppl whom u love a lot..
but they fail to understand ur love..
Expectations are really high..
its like solvin a zillion veriabled equation..and all you know is tat x is an unknown variable.

7) When ppl tell u what u should do..
they forget how they r supposed to tell it..
its like tryin to store 700MB in a floppy Drive
Generally ends with a GIGO(Garbage In Garbage Out) situation..

8) Sometimes ppl ask for too much..
u r in no position to satisfy there needs..
u find tat resources are low and demand is too high..
results in inflation and black marketing..

9) Sometimes u do stuff for urself..
and nobody understands..
u r then insensible, immature n kiddish..
its like a Data Sufficiancy question..and u have no way to establish ur logics..

The Boyz..

2008-04-16T12:46:00.000+05:30

this poetry is dedicated to my school times n my group...

The world is not enough
when it comes to freakin out
& if its us, people shout it out loud
hide.. save urself... The Boyz r out...

We change the time
We set the trendz
We are the height of everything
We are your scariest friends

We are the life you live
We are the words you here
We are the heart of everything
We are your greatest fear..

Doing everything the way we want
Taking everything to the limit
Livin wiil be fun..
Believe me.. you'll love it

We give love
we are the trust
We can do anything
"Smile"... our only lust...

We live a life
Its so kingsize
Whatever we do..
Takes you out of demise....

But its our own style
Temptations .. no limitations..
We do everything
With a tinch of love... & lotsa irritations...

Sister...

2008-04-16T12:43:00.000+05:30

looking up at night
stars & the moon
reminds me of you
the special tune

we've grown up together
learned as made mistakes
the time spent together
sea shores & the cakes

its a special bond we share
pictures & the memories
you know how much i care
truth & the stories

you are special
and i am the lucky one
the spirits are high & wild
& the dreams are done.

My apologies

2008-03-31T11:57:00.000+05:30

Well i don't expect y'all to remember me... I haven't posted in quite a while... But i'm free now so here i am... Before i start i just wanted to say that our newest author-bharath's work is simply amazing.. I read technology tantrums and i was blown away by it.. Keep up the good work man.

Over the past one month i seem to be doing nothing right.. don't get scared cuz my exams went well but i'm talking about all my friends... Nothing i do seems to get me the results i actually want. Instead i seem to be hurting everybody i love... All my friends know that to me,sorry isn't just a word...and i can never say it unless i actually mean it and i really mean it. So heres me screaming I'M SORRY I WAS SUCH A JERK.
I don't expect anybody to even forgive me... All my friends.. I've sevred the bonds of all the people close to me...-Madhav..Arjun..Krithicka..Neelofar..Priyanka..Neha... I've been doing it either directly or indirectly and to be honest, i don't know wat the hell i was thinking. I have no excuse for my behaviour. But i really am sorry. I'd like a second chance. I know thats too much to ask for but i see no harm in asking.

We are like this only......

2008-02-04T17:35:00.001+05:30

extremely creative and er.... civil way of discouraging litterbugs!
yep, the ultimate in hair stiles! besides the 'pase' masaz of course(wonder which part of my body is the 'pase'?)
I wonder what else to do in the park???
nouty faram cocks? right!!!! now we know why they complain about India's population!!!

2008-01-26T13:50:00.000+05:30

idle thinking, they say leads to some weird stuff....
let's just say, i was idle for a long time!!!!

2008-01-25T11:03:00.000+05:30

the track goes forever on.....
my college railway station- that oasis for stranded students!!!

TECHNOLOGY TANTRUMS

2008-01-24T19:28:00.000+05:30

technology sometimes gets on your nerves... count the number of times when you wanted anything electronic in nature to work for you. Now count the number of times, it didn't work for you, and you'll know what the clear winner is.... The number of times, a meeting has been postponed or canceled because the overhead projector has stopped working, or a laptop refused to get switched on even if threatened with permanent disfigurement, or if the power simply goes phut with the UPS in repair to boot. If you ever want to know how it feels to be happy and frustrated at the same time, walk into any of these boardroom meetings with a technology fiasco. i suppose the only other place you'll ever get to see these completely contradicting emotions are in the exam hall when you know you studied the answer, but simply cant remember it because you are too busy concentrating on the hot girl in front of you. I suppose even that is a kind of technology malfunction, because the brain is supposed to be the most complex machine in the universe. in such an eventuality, i suppose computer pundits would term it to be 'memory loss due to system overload'......

The funny part is these infernal contraptions from hell seem to have a weird knack for taking virtual holidays when you need their services. the 'user' becomes the 'usee' while the device is in a self imposed state of nirvana. it makes me wonder if whoever built these machines ever thought of putting in an emergency button. all you had to do is press it and voila! the thing fires up no matter whatever the hell it is doing.... sometimes i feel these booby trapped timeless time bombs have a life and bidding of their own. very like our government 'servants'. all they do is make us run around in circles giving everyone involved a migraine of the severest kind.

but this pointless vendetta of machine versus man does not end with routine junk like computers and calculators. they may happen in the most unlikely places. Imagine if the lady in the railway station announcing the arrival and departure of the trains starts announcing something very odd- like a "the bangalore to mysore train has just arrived on platform number $%#&". that'll make all the passengers run around like headless chickens hunting for platform number $%#&, and in the process halting at platform number !!!!!! and platform number &&&&& to see if it is actually $%#&.

but the actual wondrous part is that these messiahs of mechanical malnutrition start working at the weirdest provocations. consider a computer A with user B. Computer A decides that it has had enough with the typing tyranny of user B. so, it conveniently puts an error message:" the drive C:\windows is not able to start because of secondary hard drive failure with ATAPI adapter and PATAKI program". So user B goes to the nearest cyber cafe(which by the way is suffering from frequent bouts of crashing) and downloads the instructions to set right his uncooperative undertaker. he painstakingly follows the instructions to the letter and sees the message:"the drive C:\windows is STILL not able to start because of secondary hard drive failure with ATAPI adapter and PATAKI program". user B gets mad and does what all humans are very good at- aim one good kick at his arrogant adversary and presto! the computer is back on track! very like those pesky kids who had inflated egos!

in retrospect, all i have to say is that these contraptions behave a lot like government contraceptives. They may either work, or they may not. And a few days down the line,you may land up with something totally unexpected. and now, my monitor screen is flickering and wire wizards may perhaps feel that the thingamajig is not properly configured to suit the watchamacallit and needs a new whodunit. but as for me, i know for a fact that my computer does not like me banging on its keyboard like this......

Error: User temporarily electrocuted to prevent further lowering of dignity and status of said machine. please click on following link to get electrocuted if you DO NOT agree with afore mentioned system.
CHEERS TO A NEW WORLD!!!!

I'm back...

2008-01-24T18:32:00.000+05:30

Hey'all!! long time no see eh? Well i've veen a bit busy lately. Good news is that I've cleared all my exams. Bad news is that term started already. Had holidays for just 12 days. As all you people might have guessed by now, i could not make the trip to Trivandrum, we simply could NOT break the jinx :(
I did take a trip though; i went to Mangalore and visited my grandparents and aunts there after 2 years!.. Hey, why dont i tell you people all about it? Brace for a long read folks, here goes...
Day 1:
Technically, it began when i was fast asleep in the bus:P It's a 6 to 7 hours journey from here to mangalore. The bus started from here at 10 30 PM and I had reserved a good window side seat up front. Its a good thing really because the some parts of the road is so bad that it can break the unsuspecting passenger's back...
I did bang my head against the window glass many times in my sleep though. It can get very cold out there in the middle of the night, and trust me, you do NOT want to be sitting in front or behind a moron who wants the window open! When i pushed back my seat, my face would be level with the window of the guy behind me. Unfortunately, that person would open the window a bit. That blast of cold air on my face would give me nightmares of hell actually freezing over!
Minutes after i made clucking noises and shut the window, i'd find it opened again and the nightmares continued...
{thats whn i decided it was time for drastic measures and so i latched the window, puled the curtain over the latch and slept on it, so he wudnt reach the latch. Resourceful bugga aint i? ;) }
I woke up again {yea it actually worked, i could sleep}, when it was around 4 30 AM, half an hour away from Mangalore. My grandparents' house{ referred to as "my house" here on } is about 40 Km from Mangalore, a small-ish town called Mudabidri. Connecting buses are availablr from two different places on the way to mangalore. One at Mangalore itself, which will mean an extra journey of 40 minutes, or at a place called B.C road. Thats nearer but at 4 45 in the morning, i'd have to sit out till maybe 6!
So i decided to go all the way to Mangalore itself. I got off in Mangalore at a place called Jyoti, finding a lone stray dog who didnt seem to notice me and the chill of the coastal early morning. A nervous wait for about 15 minutes followed and one astonishingly nearly-full bus turned up. Thats the longest you may have to wait for a bus from anywhere to anywhere else around here. The conductor was very friendly and stylish!... 22 rupees took me to Mudabidri, at full speed, with a glorious sunrise thrown in.
I've made this journey many many times before, but this time it was different. For the very first time, mom was home and I was alone. Also for the very first time, i had a cell phone with me, so i spent a good part of the time hunting for network, and texting people and troubling them. Oh I also managed to wake up Ranjani,about whom you will hear a lot in this series, for something i wanted her to do. It was around 7 30 AM when i came to Mudabidri bus stand. Its another bus from here to the deviation on the highway to my house. The bus 'stop' is a fire station 15 minutes from the bus stand{4 bucks}. When i got off the bus, my blood froze...
Gone was the small forest trail like road that i had to take for about a kilometre into the wilderness to reach home. Nowhere, also, was the ramshackle hut that served as 'convience' store. Instead there was a neatly tarred road , and a decent looking shop. The lush greenery on either side of the road was unmistakable, so i set off through the road

That was when i ran out of network... @#$^&%%#@#%^
Not that i minded too much, because, while i was walking through the path, i was actually going back in time, back to those yearly visits as a kid, dreaming of the freshly fried, home grown cashewnuts that would be waitinf for me at home. Those compounds,the run down mansions, those huge trees on the path that i used to rest against, all seemed to just float by. One left turn took me towards the graceful, but now dis used bore well where i spent most of my summers playing with my cousin. A little further was home... sweet home, blue against the greenery that surrounded. I ran the last few steps towards the gate... And then,finally, there in the distance, standing tall at the door was grampa. Two, sorry, 3 and a half years after i had last seen him, i was expecting something else... I realised i was rooted to the spot and we just stared and stared. After what seemed like minutes, i waved. He waved back, smiling, a smile that exuded dollops of the pent up love for his only city-bred grandson, whom he got to see very rarely.
I walked up to him slowly, did something i never expected from me, bent over and touched feet. It came from the heart i tell you, that was when i truly realised the powerful feeling felt when the very first person touched the feet of someone he revered. I expereienced fully the love for the man, who has weathered all kinds of storms, rising more strongly and shining brighter than ever before...
Grandma was there by then too, and i touched her feet, to hear about how i had bcome so thin. Amazingly, she hadnt aged one bit from the last time i had seen her. The happiness i saw on their faces made me forget the long journey and everything else that i had encountered the days before.
It was plain and simple;
I was home at last
{more to come...}
btw, Happy birthday Sandeep Shekar, beloved bro...

All is well...

2008-01-04T21:08:00.000+05:30

Happy New Year all you people...
Well, we start off this year with me i see. The last post of the year before scared me for a moment, and people, let me make it clear, Aishwarya didnt have herself in mind when she wrote that {phew}
My last piece, had the perfect results, every single person who I had referred to reacted to it and many exactly how i had expected them to.
On a more darker, Maddy, Prateek and I seem to have a jinx on our hands. As most people who read the blog know, Madhav lives in Trivandrum, and Prateek is there now for training. I'll be on holidays so, we thought we can meet up, that is I take a trip to Trivandrum. But then, my viva voce is yet to take place and the date's set for 10th , but it can be postponed without warning, just like it happened last time. So i doubt if i can make it. As far as prateek says, he's free only on weekends and Maddy, the exam slayer has an exam in Cochin on 13th. My classes start on 21st. Period
Its been tough writing these exams, whoa! I'm not used to writing 5 essays of 12 friggin marks each in three hours. My fingers are always screaming for mercy by the end of those exams.
What with all the texting and typing I've been doing, I'd say they should let us use our computers to answer the questions from the next exams, maybe invoke a rule in the university that was inserted in the rulebook by the maniacal son of the rule-setter when he was not looking, under the name "generetion gap" or something. Wishful thinking.
Theres some rewiring of the local telephone lines, so at present my "broadband" speeds are barely more than dial-up ones. It takes forever just to post a darn scrap.
This new years was one of the nicer ones I've had in recent times. I was home alone and my best friends called up at 2 in the morning. I was standing on the balcony of my house, he was standing outside his hostel, both of us were shivering and laughing and talking about girls! All the ones we've encountered when we were back at school... Those stories are another post! :P
I've fallen in love with loonet toons all over again. BEEP BEEP! and ANDALE ANDALE ARIBBA!!!
People noticing my Orkut profile nowadays will know! Exams get the best and the most moronical parts that you never knew existed out of you!
Exam times are when you catch up on lost sleep, talk to the friend of yours whom you wanted to contact since a long time, figure out and complete that game you had given up on, and other very suddenly-not-so-boring-anymore acivites...
Well thats that for now, I dont like this kitchen knife next to my cartoid artery and the killer voice of this lady who calls herself my mother asking me to get back to my books anymore than you people do
~bye~
Oh one last thing. Imagine you are in my situation now. You've got 15 bucks to spend. Will you go out and eat Dahi Puri or rent a DVD?
Comment your answer and I'll tell you what kind of person you are...

The Mask

2007-12-31T01:04:00.000+05:30

Concealing myself

to make you happy

hiding behind my mask

making you think

im happy too

nobody can see all the pain i see

nobody can even if they try

cause crying these f*cking bitter tears

honestly makes me wanna die

I'm not "okay"

if i say i am

its a stupid white LIE

cause im not okay

if you take the mask away

will you understand?

will you hold me close

and tell me you love

the girl behind the mask

more than the mask itself?

The pain is killing me

i cant think at all

you ruin me

you break me

you shatter me completly

Have you seen the girl behind the mask

or have you seen the tears she cries?

They're made of blood

not water

I dont have any tears left to cry

the blood replaces water

but the mask itself says shes fine

but the girl behind it

is truly dying on the inside

Reach Somewhere...

2007-12-26T02:05:00.000+05:30

i'll tell u a little story
its about a guy
who's on a journey
on a moonless sky

he's feelin thirsty
he bends to drink
from the river of blood
where the souls sink

life's a tough job
& he's tryin to reach somewhere
shootin at the world
he thinks he's almost there

the hate is so bitchy
& he stands alone
where love kills love
& death hides behind the stones

he wants them to believe
he wants them to understand
the life is too short
too short to depend

he lights up the candle
& brightens the lane
for a thousand faces
all livin in pain

the winds blow hard
certainly the winds of change
its the end of the nightmare
& its not so strange

next day he wakes up
& see the lovely lights.... but he knows
he's got to reach somewhere
coz its smilin... 'in the shadows'...

Ever wondered why

2007-12-22T22:34:00.000+05:30

1.Right handers wear watch on their left hand and vice versa

2.Indians fanatical about cricket though its one of the least popular sports worldwide

3.Guys n gals act sooo stupid while they are in love(i.e b4 the fights begin :D)

4.All of us want to break the rules instead of abiding by them

5.Teenagers always produce a language of their own annually

6.We know the names of the best engineering and medical colleges,but not of the other professions

7.How these over the top melodramatic serials became such a huge rage

8.Stars who crave for publicity act wierd when they finally get it n yell that ppl shud respect their privacy

9.All of us are hypocrite's in one way or the other

10.Our politicians are one of the most uneducated in the world

11.Most of us are afraid to speak our mind

12.Lying is easy n telling the truth is hard

13.How bush got re-elected

And that's it for me for this year, and mos prolly 4m us all, hope we have entertained our loyal readers, so wishing u all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year
Hoping to see you all next year with more crazy n weird crap
From
Maddy,Prateek,Arjun,Aishwarya

Taking a break...

2007-12-21T11:44:00.000+05:30

Hello People...
I'll go straight to it.. I'm feeling like how Maddy was feeling a few days back. Not so hopeless, but a bit lonely, yes. There have been a few bright days, when, for example, Vidya's gold medal was confirmed, or when we had an awesome time on Chinmay's birthday. But most of the time, I'm feeling like i'm dragging on things without any meaning to any of it. There must be around four and a half truck loads to study, but i dont think i will survive in front of my books right now.
The all-important cell-phone has also been a major cause of distress. I dont know how and where the currency just goes off. I try maintaining decent figures, but i guess 10 paise per message is still too much, and oh 2 bucks per message for out of state phones.
All those people who were almost standing on my head to get a phone so that they can "keep in touch" better,have found they have better work to do after all, now that i have a phone!
The only few ppl who used to message me are either busy at a wedding in Belgaum, or away on a 5 day trip to Citradurga and god knows where else.
Oh and the only one i thought who would be worth talking to, even if it were a distance call, seemed to prefer 50 cent, candy shop to my call...never mind me standing in the blistering cold on my terrace in the drizzlin and windy hell at 10 30 in the night, just so i can hear how she sounded.
Oh but i've had the chance to be talking to another nice girl, who happens to be the friend of the very first and only admirer of this blog, and she's been 'enlightening' me about various topics i've ought to have been more curious about earlier ;) :P
Also always there whenever i'm online is one of my friends from PU college, and that anti-social legspin freak never pings me.
I have no idea where my parents disappear to sometimes.
I got the hall tickets for my exams, and to my shock, it starts on the 26th of this month.
So, I'm bucking up and starting to get down to some serious studying, and so there will be no blog posts from till maybe 8th of january next year. I'm counting on Maddy or Prateek or Aishwarya to keep the blog alive.
So long my dear readers, may peace be with you while I'm gone...

P.S: I'll still be on gmail and yahoo each night maybe from 9, cant miss that! :)

Maya

2007-12-17T22:15:00.000+05:30

Her name means magic...i dont know in which language but it seems so perfect..My little bundle of joy, My Dancing Queen, My Little Niece Maya.

Okay so i used to absolutely despise her...Shes my cousin's daughter and i missed being the centre of his attention after she arrived but it took me so long to realise how much of a little devil with a halo she is and how much i love her for it.

I was at my other cousin's wedding recently. She looked pretty happy. But unfortunately(for me) i had a social exam the next day and hence i was sitting by myself with the thick social together with guide in my lap and my sis-in-law walked up to me and asked if i could babysit maya for a few minutes cause she had to do something. I agreed cuz wat the heck...i was bored anyway. So i closed my book,got up and gently took her into my arms and she smiled at me!

It was a shock for a few minutes but then she has the cutest smile ever ands so i couldn't help but to smile back. Before i could realise it,we were giggling and laughing together and people i see her someday as a huge designer...I cant explain it but i know thats the way shes gonna go.

Shes 2 and a half years old and she only just learned how to talk but seriously shes just way too adorable.And later that morning,at around 9,i had to gear up to leave and go back home. Thats when Maya started crying in earnest when i got into the car and waved at her. I froze for a second. I didn't exactly know wat to do.

So i had to get down and hug her and console her telling her that i'd be back in the evening for the reception and she only then,very very reluctantly let me go.

Then evening came and i arrived at the reception hall. It was beautifully decorated and it was a really fancy hotel and all and it was mega awesome and i nearly had a fit when i saw her outfit.

I was forced to wear a skirt and a shirt..and she was wearing a pair of super-hot blue jeans and a mega-cute pink tshirt! I was like :O! IT was unfair really...cause my skirt felt like someone had mummified my legs...I had to walk like that and there she was prancing around looking so so so cute.

So i snuck up on her and closed her eyes from behind and she gave a gleeful yell and turned around and giggled and smiled at me.

I was actually mega exhausted but her smile gave me new energy. Her hyperness was really contaigious and i offered her my finger,she gladly took it and then we were walking around together.

Later on,she found a new group of kids to sit with...which was fine with me,i was with my sister and talking to my grandma and my other relatives. A while later when i was pigging out on cake,i heard a brawling noise and i saw Maya on the floor. I put my plate down and immediately ran towards her...My aunt had picked her up but she waved her arms at me and i gently held her close consoling her. All was forgiven shortly afterward and I guess Maya's mom(my sis-in-law) was impressed that i should be so willing to help someone so readily at the cost of my own time. Then again,thats inherited,i got it from my mama!

So she started to play with me again...and then when it was time to leave,my cousin invited me over to stay at his place for my hols and when i most happily agreed, Maya started doing this little dance and it was so sweet.

Random stuff...

2007-12-17T21:58:00.000+05:30

This is the third time I'm beginning to type out something , but the previous time, i stopped mid way coz i lost track of what i'm saying... I've been a kind of a wreck nowadays, life testing out its arsenal on me... I want to say one thing thou, never lose hope, coz theres always something else waiting to pick you up when you're low...
I'm proud to say one of my cousin is recieving a gold medal for her performance in M.Sc from none other than His former excellency Dr A P J Abdul Kalam himself!!! We're all so proud of you Vidya akka, Love you!!
That apart, I've been drowned in preparing the godawful project report for the study tours we went on... It took hell lot of time, but i came through and it came out well too!... Guess blogging gives you strange language ideas. But there were a few blunders there too, and unfortunately for me, they were all discovered AFTER I write them in the record book.Somehow,for example "boating facilities available here" has managed to become " beating facilities available here ".. I swear i didnt write it that way, my book is haunted. Some of the distances in kilometres to the places i've mentioned are entirely imaginary... I've taken a dig at the officials of the Nagarhole National Park, and if i'm sued for libel and arrested, I'm counting on my dear readers to hold Nation-wide protests and get me out... Oh you can all cough up for bail too, that would also do thank you.
These few days have seen me going from top of things to being very low, somehow, some of my friends stuck with me, and I'm grateful to them for that.
Maddy has become an exam freak and has gone to the level of actualy looking for more exams to write!! Oh and he's not so lonely nowadays, I actually drain 2 bucks and sms him once a while...
The cuckoo culture has caught on and so many ppl asked me to get one for them, I've messed up the list, so ppl who want one, leave a comment :P {I'm talking about the cuckoo whistle}
Recent developements:
1) I discovered I'm a workaholic... I kinda like mind boggling work
2) Yesterday, i powered off my computer after 3days!!
3) I finally learnt to drift in Need For Speed Carbon
4) A new tower near my house.. result: Full signal everywhere... I'm waiting for lightning to strike that tower and put it out of comission coz i'm not used to that kind of luck
5) I'm beginning to come up with crazy, shakespeare kind of lines while i'm talking to people nowadays
6) Tomorrow is good friend since 13 Years Chinmay's birthday... Happy birthday in advance dude.\m/
Peace be with you...

Psychology of Loneliness

2007-12-13T22:50:00.000+05:30

For ppl reading this blog, those hu havent genuinely been lonely cant even begin to relate what i'm gonna pen down.

I always wanted to take time-off n think things thru, but it seems that is over-rated, i didn tak time off,but it was kinda forced upon me

Have been in total isolation for about a week now, i hav my family, but they r busy till the end of jan atleast coz of my sis's weddin, so why bother em with my silly probs in life

when loneliness consumes u, u wont even feel lik talkin to anyone, its a total paradox, but once u get into this depressed state of mind, u don feel lik gettin outta it even though u desperately want to. been thinkin about my life till now n guess wat i'm not satisfied
I mean i havent achieved anything which caused happiness to any1, there has only been ill feelings, jealousy, tears n a lotta fights, even for my parents, i havent given em bac an iota for the love and affection they hav showered on me, its always been a case of so near yet so far but wats the use of tht, winnin a race by a hair breadth or 10 km...it doesnt matter as long as u win, n second place gets ground into the dust..

Thnkin about what i want in life n i am sure the direction i am goin is not the one i want, but is there a shining light to show the alternative, NO......
I dont feel lik eatin, jus eat jus coz i know the body needs food 2 survive( n if i don eat, ppl will start noticin,n i dont want tht), now i just want to be alone, alone, alone......
My cell fone has been a busy thing for the past 4 yrs, in the las 3 days there were jus 1 call n 4 messages.
Its really sad that all my friends hav moved on to better things in life(better for em i.e) and thr r some ppl hu asks me 2 call em if i feel bored n when i do, they r busy beyond imagination n don return the call bac...i noe its not on purpose, they r busy with their life n career's but in the end no1 cares about me, n no1 listens to me
Been heartbroken in a lotta things in my life

U try to do stuff, but u'r mind dis-attaches itself from the things u see, i want peace but cant even sleep
i go out once in a day, drive around the city in my car n think, dats coz i force myself to get out, hopin against hope tht somethin will turn up,
There is nothin left in my life to hope 4 at the moment
I hope soon that i will be lik the masses who have a deluded version of reality

I feel lik my head is about to explode, there r no voices in my head tellin me to commit sucide but thr is a naggin feelin that i'm close, but i will fight it.

I'll be bac...ven....not even takin a wild guess

Consumed by this beast
I'll never be free

P.S- when u r lonely, u'r random playlist magically plays songs fit for the mood 9 times outta 10..mayb thr is some sense into this mind control thing after all

Battling the GODS...

2007-12-12T20:12:00.000+05:30

Well...
ladies and other ladies..
I heard that I was much awaited here...
So...
I m here...! (With a bang)

I’ve been caught up between stuff..
wondering abt wat to write..
there r so many things I can comment upon..
but I think there's not much fun to it unless u hit the right buttons or step on the right nerves..

These were a few things which kept me busy deciding..
1) My theories to terrorize stray dogs.
2) A new story wid a supernatural twist to it.
3) About how I tried to get a 6-pack and then discovered that I like round belly more.
4) About all the movies I have seen till date.. (then I realized that half of my life I have been sittin in front of the computer watchin a movie… then I felt really good and partied it out)
5) How I think late night sleeping and late “NooN” waking is so awesome.

Well it was all so regular. I thought it’s neither here nor there. Then I went online on orkut searchin for fun. (yeah I m practically a geek… widout the knowledge)

There’s a Calvin and Hobbes community with a forum in which ppl comment on other ppl’s profiles in order to get to read a good thing or two about theirs. So I was there, doing my thing, suddenly this guy visited my profile and commented on my religion choice, which I think was so religist. I m a satisfied Atheist. And he commented “is it the new “in” thing.”

Well he’s a hindu.. and goin by the country v live in.. I’ve gotta say “that’s the only ‘in’ thing here.”

Ppl fighting over
the “ramsetu”,
ram mandir,
Modern Ramleela resulting in the imprisonment of the head of an educational institute,
my being an atheist…

(and off the record) Definitely Mr. Ram is the cynosure of the chaos.

It was odd enough that somebody gets irritated by some other guy cuz he doesn’t follow the same religion. Now ppl have problem wid the neutrals. I wasn’t as offended by the comment as I was amazed. Wat was he tryin there…. Christening me into a Hindu?? Well I have my reasons not following any religion as most of you must be having for following one.

For me the whole religion thing is way too overrated.
For starters.. it gets weird ppl to comment on ur profile on orkut.

More importantly I believe these religions, all of them, were interpreted wrong.
Its just like fuzzy logic. Lots of books, lots of interpreters… Chaos.
Well lets face it. All of the religions emerged from the holy books.

GEETA
QURAN
BIBLE
RAMAYANA
MAHABHARATA
TORAH
MORMON

And the way these have been interpreted resulted into a chaotic disorder. The arbiters of defining the religion projected deities out of the holy books. They had supernatural powers, were morally correct strong, fought against evil and won.

They made these guys GOD.

I think the intention of the actual writers of the books was to create an image of goodness, an image towards which the readers would look with awe and will learn from them. They created an image of a man who’d live and let live, be good morally and otherwise.

So wat went wrong here was the birth of a deity instead of the birth of a new way of living.
I believe that if v were more inclined towards being like the GODS instead of following them like Kings & Queens and battling over it, we could have had a really beautiful place to live in.

Furthermore, i think its not too late to change our outlook. If we just can think of GODS as more of an INSPIRATION than a POWER and a LAW, we'd work our way thru to the beautiful place we all wanted to be in.

I m not against Religion and GOD.
I m against the way its affecting us.
Stop fighting over religion and gods, give more importance to humanity and dont judge others on the basis of their choice of religion.

And hey...
there's a fun fact...
If u r a totalist on religion then i'd ask ur discretion abt this..

I think if ppl are following a religion, they should know that they are goin to hell.
dont get me wrong cuz i didnt make the rules..
Every religion says "if u don't follow the religion, You'll go to hell."
and nobody can live by peacefully following all of the religions.
so everybody will go to hell.
I, as I said, dont follow any religion, which makes me quite a strong contender of being in the Who's Who of hell. and I m happy with that.
with all thats goin here, it wont be much tough to live up there.

its wonderful how our lives can be completely shaken by the choices we make.
well.. life is wat it should be..

Simple misinterpretation….!

By the way…
I m not giving out any ideas.
Just here to say hi..

HI…!

My Roadtrip : Part 1

2007-12-12T11:36:00.000+05:30

I've been sittin around lazily for quite a while now and so i decided 2 waste my time going places in India, wasting time is the same everywhere na....

So first stop Chennai, i have never been in Tamil Nadu, been there once, when i a small kid,
I dont have close friends in Chennai, so i told my parents that i was gonna write an exam which i could hav written in trivandrum itself...its a miracle that they didn find out...

Neways since i didn know the place at all,i thought of taking the train instead of the road, i went on friday evening, alone, i thought i wud get bored, but sittin in the train lookin outside @ the darkness gives u a loads of time 4 introspection,so i didn sleep that night,n jus listened 2 music

Reached the city @ 930, went n stayed at an acquaintance's place....had breakfast n went straight to bed....woke up at about 5,and since i had an xam on sunday,thought i'll spend the time inside.
next day i had the xam at IIT, i dont remember how i wrote it

In the afternoon, i went and met a couple of friends i met online, had a really fun time
The next day also spent time with those friends and that was one of the most vivid, emotive and beautiful days in my life.

Now my impression about Chennai, when i came there first, i saw a really dirty city, i really disliked the place, the people there didn speak any of the languages i know(malayalam,hindi n english), a totally rustic atmosphere, so i had no idea how to get 4m one place to the next. The auto drivers there charge an arm n a leg, for taking you from one junction to another, i didn c 1 single autodriver reset the meter, the meter is always down, for a guy who goes 2 most places in my city under 25bucks, the min charge rs 30 was too much to handle, but wat could i do, no1 cud help me with the bus routes, and the water there,i dont think it can get harder water anywhr,i mean the soaps doesnt even lather, my hair was a complete mess ( there went my chance to get a nice impression on my friends :( ), by the end of the first day i hated the place

The last 24hours in Chennai completely changed my opinion about the place, n it was due to my new friends, by the end of monday, i didn want to leave the place so soon, i had great fun there

Bottom line
For a person coming from a small city like mine and who likes to have a balance between a fast life and a normal life, a city like Chennai is an ideal place to have a good life, coz u can lead your life the way you wish to, for a person comin from a metro lik mumbai or delhi might not like it that much,coz the atmosphere is totally different here, and Chennai is one of the best places to have vegetarian food, guaranteed, there is a lot of flavour n variety.

Tips
1.words to learn
- evalo(how much to auto drivers)
-rhomba jasti( that charge is too much)
-teriyuma(do u know)
-vali enge(whr is the way)
-thanni(water)
2.Hair Gel(i hate it,but u hav to have it, the teeth of my comb were falling off,my hair was lik a stick)
3.Try the vegetarian food(a foodie's delight)
4.goto besant nagar beach(the biggest beach i hav seen, hrd thr is also a bigger one marina beach,but didn go thr)
5.Shopping malls( Spencer Plaza, City center, i only got 2 see these place,didn enter coz if lack of time)

Any person who goes to Chennai with an open mind will lik the city, i didn even visit 10% n i still wish that i didn have to leave the place, i dont know when i will be bac there, if ever, but i wont ever forget my trip there...Chennai Rocks

Next Stop: Bangalore

Hey y'all!

2007-12-11T14:49:00.000+05:30

Well hey there y'all,i'm the latest author of this blog. So allow me to inroduce myself(well i told arjun to do it but he didnt >:I ). I'm Aishwarya Ramesh a.k.a Aishu,Ash,shorty etc....the list goes.. I'm currently ** yrs old... HAH did you really think i'd say it out PUBLIC?! Well anyway,anybody whos my friend knows how old i am so i dont think its necessary for me to say it.

Well enough small talk,lets get to the main point of my post.

THE VOICES IN MY HEAD!
All right..people have known me to be psycho but at this time,i think i'm pushing my limits. At the second i'm very very confused as there are a lot of highly opinionated people who live inside my brain and enjoy messing around with my thoughts. Now these people do not bear any resemblence to anybody i know in real life and i know that because they are just parts of my personality existing as separate people. But to be safe,if i use indian names,i might be the cause of fights and i dont want that so just to be safe,im using american names.

Heather-Head cheerleader type with a full on mean and "I dont care about you" attitude.
Linda-Reasonable
Sarah-Shy,easily hurt
Miley-Well shes not exactly a person,shes just always singing appropriately inappropriate songs.
Oh and Sarah and Heather hate each other

Now i dont suffer from MPD or something if thats what yor thinking,its just that things have got me going,and these people have been in me all this time but they never bothered talking to me.

Anyway,as a lot of people know,i have been dumped.Everytime i see my ex online,i want to talk to him but THIS is what usually goes on in my head
(ME:About to hit the enter key with ''hey'' typed in the text field)
Heather:Hold it! (ME:Stops short) What do you think you're doing?
Linda-Shes kinda wanting to talk to him
Heather:Gurl thats exactly what i said you SHOULDN'T do.
Sarah-And whys that?I mean she loves him and all
Heather:Because the more she talks to him,the more she wants him back.Her own logic's going against her!
Linda,Sarah:What logic?
Heather:the one you came up with Linda. The one that ssays the less a girl wants a guy,the more the guy tends to want her.
Linda:Oh that one.
Heather:Exactly!At least someone agrees.
Sarah:I'm not agreeing.Anyway,go ahead and talk to him Ash,you know you want to
Heather:Touch that enter key and you'll regret it.
Sarah:Oh please heather,what are you gonna do?Beat her up?
Heather:No But i CAN beat you up!
Linda:Girls stop it! This isn't important
Miley:(singing in a weird tune)Why can't we be friends...why cant we be friends....
Sarah:Shes right. Hes more important, just go ahead and do it.
Linda:Yeah you know you want to
Heather:HELLO! Ash are you listening to me AT ALL?! Yor own damn logic is working against you and remember,you're the one whos way out of HIS league
Linda:Oh come on Heather, you know thats not true.
Heather:Oh yeah well I for one know IT SO IS!
Miley:(Singing Who said-Hannah Montana)Who says,who says i can't be superman,i say,i say that i know i can!
Sarah:Um im kinda going to have to go with Lin here.
Heather:Ash you know that your attitude is the most important thing you need.
Sarah:Personality is equally important
Linda:If not more.
Miley:(*singing i miss you-Blink 182)-Don't waste your time on me,you're already the voice inside my head,I miss you
Heather,Linda,Sarah:SHUT UP!!!
Heather:Okay you know what,do whatever the hell you want,I got yo back 200 percent and that aint the issue but just remember,i want wahts best for you and i dont want to see you get hurt or walked all over.
Sarah:Oh please Heather,shes a big girl,she can take it
{ME:*subconciously murmurering: I'm sorry Heather}
Sarah:Forget about her.You're doing what you think is right
Linda:Shes Right. Go on. Do it.
{Me:*Grin to myself a little* I'm doin it}

And just as im about to hit the enter key.

HES OFFLINE!

Presenting my kid sis...!

2007-12-10T21:12:00.000+05:30

Well hello people!... I've been having one heck of a headache these days so i havent been able to post anything worthwile... Also the fact that there's nothing going on also...
But today i want to talk about my Kid cousin sister... Her name is Anagha and she's dynamite worth her weight. She talks such a lot and she's more grown up than I am!
She wont listen to anyone, except if the person has a really nice and big chocolate.
But fortunately for humanity, my mum seems to have some amount of control over her so the situation wont be that bad all the time.
A strange thing is that she can be amazingly well mannered if she wants to but can turn downright evil in about 3 millionths of a second. All her antics while she's around makes me want to scream "not fair" or " I give up"... but i also {strangely} miss her when she leaves.
Oh she's in UKG by the way.. thats a 5 year old.
Today was a fancy dress competition in her school, and she's the defending champion from last year, my whole family was pulling out all stops to make her keep her title.
After a lot of deliberation, it was decided to dress her up like a Malyali bride. {certainly NOT my idea} They came home yesterday , and mum managed to get the saree and the dressing code down from one of her many friends. The dress rehersal {i swear to god I DONT know the spelling} went well yesterday , I even clicked a few photos, she was looking very cute also. {I'll try and put up those pics when i figure out how}
But today was an altogether a different story...It was fun the way 3 ladies battling against time and a souped up 5 year old to get her into a saree and all the decorations... It took the combined efforths of mum, her mom and my elder cousin sis to get her ready in time and take her to the school. Poor girl put up with the wait and the results are awaited...
Well its not much but I'll write up with more details on her sometime later.
Recent developements:
1) I may land a part time job very soon
2) I'm still survivng on sim card memory
3) My laptop needs servicing... I have to bang spacebar to get it to work
4) My cuckoo whistle is causing a lot of mental trauma to my parents
5) Orkut is geting so boring nowadays i feel like quitting
6) Tomorrow is my good friend and junior in school Neha Roy's birthday... so its HAPPY BIRTHDAY
(in advance) TO YOU... !!! ^_^

About a girl....

2007-12-06T10:24:00.000+05:30

I know the title makes me sound love sick or somethin but its not tht( i hope its not)......
anyway, yesterday there was a workshop on careers conducted in the city...since i was in the area i hopped in....thr i saw a girl, she is the most beautiful girl i have ever seen....i thought of talkin to her, but somethin prevented me from doin that...i am not a kinda guy hu gets scared n all sweaty when i go talk to a girl...m usually confident, mayb a bit cocky too, never in my life have i had a problem lik this....n thr i ws lookin(starin a bit 2..i suppose) at her, jus couldnt take my eyes off her n had all these stuff runnin through my head, wat shud i say to her, damn i'm gettin pathetic i thought, i nvr plan wat i'm gonna say, i'm spontaneous....this is wat i kept sayin 2 myself...ten another part of me told...wat if u say the wrong thing...she get turned off by u'r attitude and while this game pf poker was bein played in my head, the session got over and every1 left....i kept on lookin at her...wishin tht if she looked in my direction, i would giv her a smile n go talk to her....n she did look n i turned away(God,how lame can i get..)

so finally i didn talk to her...thr is another session tomm,the last one...guess i hav to summon my courage n go talk....or should i...a pretty girl lik tht will b involved with some1 rite...or did i blew my chance?? (the million dollar question)

Here i am....

2007-12-05T09:32:00.000+05:30

Hey all....my name's madhav a.k.a maddy...sry only known as maddy nowadays...i'm 21 n hv completed my engg(it is goddamn difficult,wud advise every1 against it)
Have always wondered about blogging, i'm a big fan of the diary system,but dats private, this kinda stuff ppl know abt,so y??....ten again wat if ppl c wt kinda crap u rite down....those u want will read it,so i thought of starting a blog....ten due to my laziness, i nvr started....ten Arjun invited me 2 b the co-author n so here i am..my first foray into the fascinating world of blogging

hmmmm...sme mre titbit's abt me, i'm presently doin nothin, nooo,don thnk of me as another engg with no job, i've got a job in infosys, but i feel tht a software firm is not my callin tough i'm a whiz @ programmin,so i've put my job on hold n tryin 2 figure out wat i want in life...so far i've only got 2 things on my list
1.To buy a Ferrari
2.To find a dream girl hu wont care tht i love the Ferrari more than her :D
still adding things 2 tht list

i spent abt 8 hrs in front of the computer,but only an hour on chattin, i browse these totally useless sites n get a whole lotta info...god knows whr i'm gonna use em...ten i'm known as one of the most irritatin guys on earth, my friend's opinion...but still ppl lik me (hence prove's my theory that ppl r nuts !!)
wanna know mre abt me...visit my orkut profile..
http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=3358903543514103625
n dn read the testi's....ppl don hav 1 fixed opinion, few things common in every testi...guess i'm one complex dude... ;)

Tough this blog is called simple nonsenses of life i've decided to contribute some profound ones as well

Gaaaaah! (at wits end)

2007-12-04T21:52:00.000+05:30

Aaaah....
I'm throwing my phone out...
Smashed up, battered Nokia 5070 for sale... cheap!
Well, i dont know how to break this to you people...
If you people read what my dear soul sis commented yesterday, on my older piece, that my fone is jinxed, she couldnt be more right!!
Today, I lost my phone memory... It seems to be happening a lot these days... In the morning, one of my friends in Bangalore messaged me saying she lost hers too... But its because she dropped her phone into water.
Mine is a fully diffrent case...
My brother lost his phone so we got a duplicate sim card. After i checked out if the sim was working properly on my handset, I put my sim , and i find my contacts list is empty!!
Then i see that only sim mempry is being displayed, and i learn that my phone memory is "protected".
Its got the numbers of my fellow hitmen of the Russian Mafia you see {:P}
Its asked for a security code... According to the users manual, its 12345... unfortunately for me, my fone has tastes of its own.. It didnt like that code.. so eveytime i enter that code, it makes weird noises and says buzz off!
I'm taking it to Apollo hospital tomorrow, and if they dont help, Its straight into the river , I HAD ENOUGH!!!

Vodafone Rhapsody

2007-12-03T20:46:00.000+05:30

Well people, these mobile phone companies seem to have lost it completely. I’ve had a few surprises but never one like today.
The thing is my plan is 295, one year validity, and at 79 paise per minute to any cellphone. When I activated the plan, It seemed like I had 13 hours worth of Vodafone to Vodafone calls free. It was like some countdown timer was ticking down but the balance amount wasn’t getting reduced. So I started using it in full force… Especially during School’s annual day function {all my friends have Vodafones too} So I used it almost like a walkie-talkie. Last when I saw, I still had around 9 hours of free calls left. Then the next day after the annual day, I check my account balance and nearly lost my balance… I’d been had!
Looks like my calls during the annual day had been charged!
I was away all this time so I couldn’t goto the customer care centre. I went today. This was how the conversation went:
Me: Excuse me, I have a problem
The Vodafone lady{TVL}: Yes sir, how may I help you?
Me: My free calls got over all of a sudden
TVL: Really? How?
Me: You have to tell me that…
TVL: What is your number?
* I give the number… The lady pokes around on her IBM machine *
TVL: You have been migrated from your plan sir…
Me: What the!
TVL: yup… after your recharge…
Me: but the calls started charging even before I got the recharge done! I had to get the recharge done only because these calls started charging me… get it?
TVL: No sir
Me: {rapidly losing patience} Do you have records of my payments… I only have an SMS package!
TVL: one moment sir… *pokes around again* … according the records in your plan, you DO NOT have ANY free calls…
Me: What the!
TVL: I’m sorry, I guess you enjoyed it all this time…

I walk out…
Moral: Vodafone is the funniest provider I’ve seen!
Recent updates:
1) Term is over… study holidays till 26th December
2) Went out with my cousins and Brother in law yesterday… Bhava has xplod systems on his car!
3) Hot chocolate fudge rules!
4) I found a soul sis!
5) My trial period for Office 2007 got over! L
6) Google’s smileys suck!
Well, that’s it for now… I’ll catch up later.. And oh yeah, Prateek is also an author on this blog now… looking forward to some great stuff from him here!

Gal stuff...

2007-11-25T21:20:00.000+05:30

Heya people!
today, i was on a study tour so theres not too much to write.. So instead i'm posting some advive about girls and how to deal with them...

1. Whatever you do, don't just show up at her house...she runs around in her underwear just like we do.
2. DON'T CHEAT ON HER. It may seem foolproof, but girls tell each other everything about everything. Trust me, she WILL find out and you will be mud.
3. Beware of every single male relative and all guy friends. Any of them would kick your ass at the drop of a hat, and a lot of them wouldn't even wait for the damn hat.
4. Never miss an opportunity to tell her she's beautiful.
5. Don't refuse to kiss her in front of your friends. If they laugh at you, it's just because they're jealous.
6. If she slaps you hard, you deserved it.
7. Don't be afraid to touch her if you want to. If she's going out with you in the first place, it's because she likes being in your arms.
8. If you don't sleep with her, DON'T tell your friends that you did.
8..5 If you DO sleep with her, DON'T tell your friends that you did.
9. You can be dirty minded in private, really...most of them are not offended by it...
10. Not all of them eat like birds, a lot of them can eat like whales.
11. Most of them don't mind paying half of everything, but they do discuss these things with their friends. Realize that if you make your girlfriend pay half all the time, everyone will know about it and your friends will know you're a pussy..
11.5 Do you honestly need all your money that much? Be a man, pay all the time!
12. Every girl should eventually get three things from her boyfriend- a stuffed animal, one of his sweatshirts, and a really pretty ring. Even if it's not a serious relationship.
13. Make sure she gets home safely as often as you can. If you're dropping her off, walk her to the door. If you aren't dropping her off, call to be sure she's home safely.
14. If a guy is bothering her, it is your right to beat the living daylights out of him.
15. If you're talking to a female friend of yours, pull your girlfriend closer.
16. Never, EVER slap her, even if it's just in a joking way. Even if she swats you first, and says, "Oh, you're so dumb" or something, never make any gestures back.
17. Go to a chick flick once in a while. She doesn't care whether you enjoy it or not, it just matters that you went.
18. You're dead meat if you can't get along with their pets, parents, and best friends. Be prince charming to their friends, Mr. Polite to their parents, and make sure to be nice to their animals.
19. Don't flirt with their moms...that's just freaky.
20. Don't be freaked out by PMS. It's not gross, and it really does make them feel like shit, so be understanding.
21. If you don't like the way they drive, you do it.
22. If you're officially dating, and you're introducing her to your friends, you'd better damn well introduce her as your girlfriend.
23. Don't stress where you go for every date. They really only want to be with you.
24. If they complain that something hurts, rub it for them without being asked.
25. Girls are fragile. Even if you're play fighting/wrestling, be very gentle.
26. Memorize their goddamned birthdays. You forget her birthday and you're basically screwed for life. Same goes for Valentine's day, friendship day, n any other day that's important for girls. Be the FIRST to wish them!
27. Don't marinade the cologne, but smell good.
28. Don't give her something stupid for her birthday or Christmas or Valentine's day. It doesn't have to be expensive, but it has to be meaningful. Jewelry is always nice. ( not applicable for all)
29. If you think the relationship isn't going to last, don't wait to find out. It will only hurt you more if you draw it out.
30. After you've been dating for a while, realize that they really have started to trust you. When you have a girlfriend who truly trusts you, you have a lot more responsibility, privilege and control than you would think. Be careful with it, most guys would kill for that kind of power, and it can be lost in a nanosecond.
And if you'e a girl, you probably would agree that these points are kinda accurate...
Hope it can come in some use!
Peace!

Sticks around the place:

2007-11-23T17:54:00.000+05:30

Weird title? ya .. coz its a weord piece anyway..{Its more of a standby fodder for a idea deprived blog crazy teenager}
The thing is, i recently had the fortune to own a cellphone... that too after mucho pleadingo and beggingo... but finally when i turned 18, i was finally granted a fone!
After i went for a entry level, cheap multi-media fone, {oi..its got Infra-red!}, my next dilemma was which provider do i go for.. My parents work for BSNL and they wanted me to go for one of those connections... Unfortunately they dont have any nice messaging package and each message costs hell itself! {read one rupee for 160 characters}.. By then i had a strange feeling i may have to rely on messaging for most of my communications....
So i went for Vodafone!.. Its got a nice package where 31 bucks per month can get me messages at 10 paise each.. so .. ya.. i ..erm.. got it.
Vodafone are notorious for their atrocious netwrok connectivity.. But strangely i have had no such problems lately..This is where the sticks come in.. My cell fone shows network strength as a scale of 4 "bars" or what i call "sticks" . :)
There various "stick" positions around my house and my college.. here are a few:
# My garage (where i park my bike) - 3 sticks
# My room near the bed- 2 to 3 sticks
# My room at my study desk- 2 sticks { constantly.. theres no changing it! :( }
# Dining room on the dining table - 4 sticks
# Dining room inside my pocket- NO signal {funny aint it? maybe its a sign from above that i may
be able to eat in peace }
# My classroom- Full signal again {i dont know what "above" is trying to prove with that! }
# My aunts place- 1 stick {Hanging in there! }
# .....
Hell, this list is incomplete.. forgotten the stick positions at other places....
On the latest developements:
1) Blogging is still nice but i can feel myself slowing down
2) Its a miracle! I may actually pass the French test!
3) My engineering friends finish their internals tomorrow so we mat go out and watch "Goal"
4) SMS is still nice but i'm feeling like Vodafone is piling all its spam into my tiny inbox
5) I found my very first Hotwheels Gallardo.. I'd taken it to college, and my friends gave me very
sympathising, patronising looks :
6) Yesterday was my buddy and fellow blogger Prateek Maloo famously known as "talk
to the hand" 's birthday!.. Happy Belated Birthday mate!..
Thats it for now... More later!
P.S : There's no song murdering today as i cant think of any nice ones as of now!

Go Slow?? .. I dont think so!

2007-11-22T14:49:00.000+05:30

Lately i've been hearing how going fast on my bike will ruin its engine and how my milege will suffer... I'm usually very safe on the road even if i keep consisntently hitting upper 60's in the city roads... {i ride a puny 110 CC TVS Victor GX (mag wheels) by the way.. he he }
So i decided i'll go easy on the throttle and check if i can get better milege...
Forget milege, i nearly got killed twice..
First, on a narrow road i take through the university, there was a group of cyclists ahead of me, and sincerely went to the side of the road, hoping they would take the next turn off the road...All was well till a maniac on an activa decided to play mad max and swerved rite into me... Thanks to pure luck and reflexes i never expected from me, i rode onto the footpath! {to avoid scratces on my bike- *matter of factly*}
Then later, two streets away from my college, a crazed indica driver comes roaring out of nowhere..!! after giving my horn and brakes a good work out, the fool actually has the ba!!s to smile at me!
And what do I tell my friends when i get to college? "yo.dude, I burnt some rubber today"
And all the while it was my funeral pyre that very nearly burnt!
Funny thing is that these kind of skirmishes arent there when i'm my happy 60's self...
I had enuf of these go slow rubbish.. I'm hitting the road how its safer for my health!.. Nothinh anyone says will slow me down!.. Except my brakes! {ok.. thats a bad joke.. but hey! }
To wind up for today:
I dreamed i was missing,
you were so scared...
Coz i had taken the loot money..
and that was YOUR share..
After my dreaming.
i woke with this headache...
What am i leaving...
when i clean up this place...
so if you're asking me i want you to know:
When my time comes,
forget the wrong that i've done..
Just get me to a damn hospital so thet can attempt CPR or anything else!
Dont resent me...
when youre feeling empty,
Hit the bar! Go heavy on the booze!
Leave out all the rest.., Leave out all the rest!!

First evening as a blogger! :D

2007-11-21T22:12:00.000+05:30

Mmm... its kinda nice.. expressing my non sense for the world to experience...
Latest developements:
1) Did i say "reliable internet connection" ? man.. i tell thee.. i just became a believer in fate!
It took 17 attempts to connect and a desperate punch to the modem for me to get online!
2) I'm supposed to take a French test tomorrow that i have no hope of passing
3) One of me friends asked me the reason for me blogging... i was like "people blog for a reason"? what the hell!
4) I'm beginning to like SMS after all!
5) Er... If i go on.. people will suspect overkill so i'll wind up

Momma love you but this mess in my room's gotta go~
I cannot grow old in confined spaces!
Modem fail me not!
This may be the only opportunity I've got!

I'm started....Yeah!

2007-11-21T13:29:00.000+05:30

Um.. this was an idea of mine since i dont know how long... to have a blog of my own! :)
But what with Pre University Ejjukashun and not too supportive{read dead-against} parents, there was no hope... Now i think " my time is now" after shifting lines in my education, {i'm studying to be a tourism professional by the way } , and a good, reliable and new internet connection, i guess i stand a chance!

About myself, I'm Arjun, I just turned 18 Years old.. {yaaay!} I live in Mysore, Karnataka, India... Most ppl would have heard of the lazy , sleepy, city of mine, but I'm fiercely proud of it!
There had been times when i was thought to be "nerd king" {now that isnt a very nice thing is it?}.. but thanks to a few very good friends and a large number of useless ones, i kinda know to deal with most ppl... I can have mountains of patience when not needed and can lose it in a hurry when i need to stay calm... Small things can get to me, smaller things make my day!

so here I am.. all set to do whatever i thought I'd do!