Sunday, December 10, 2006

How much longer is this going to take?! I mean, I've been telling myself... Yeah, it'll take a while longer...a month...two, but now? 7 months?! You have got to be kidding me...
Is this how wounds to the soul feel? Gnawing continuously at you, at your very existence? Like this big void that you have no clue what to do with. I mean, you can try and shift the focus for bouts of time...Long sometimes, short at others.... Read a book, watch a movie, talk to your friends, listen to music....in other words, immerse yourself into another guy's take on life and the same ol' shit. I've had enough. I mean, I was happy when it was over! What in the devil's name am I moaning on about?! (Okay, I exaggerate. I'm not moaning, I'm just...ermm...pondering??)
Does anyone know what's going on? Why it is isn't even a question (ermmm....answer, rather) that I want to get into. But what sounds like a good thing to know. If anyone does know, would they kindly let me in on the secret too?

Monday, November 27, 2006

People talk to God, that's prayer...God talks back, and it's schizophrenia...

Sunday, November 26, 2006

If you had only one last cry to utter, what would it be? "Help!!"?? "Humanity!"?? "Love!"?!
Hell no. "FUCK!!!!!!!!" would be it.

Whoa ok. And if it were one phrase? "So long and thanx for all the fish!"? Lol. Or better still..."Really? Already?!"?
Wrong again. That would have to be "Holy Mother of God!!!!". It describes the way I feel most of the time anyway. And the second wasn't even a phrase.

F%^$ing misanthrope.
You got one right.

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Song for this week:
Aankhon ke sagar - Fuzon

No words required for description :) Period.
They all start with "movies, music, books and college" ...
... and end with the Laws of Diminishing Marginal Feelings


Lol....That's what a good friend claims he has learnt from his past relationship... I completely agree with the law of diminishing marginal feelings bit...Doesn't it happen to all of us? :D

Monday, November 06, 2006

What do you do when a blast from the (ancient!!) past comes and smacks you in the face? Other than, of course, smile and say "Hi"?? (which, I must add, is exactly what I did)
Why in the name of the devil can't I just be in love? Why is that a problem, you ask...Ohhh that's probably 'coz you haven't heard the clause it comes with...I want to be in love and not be in a relationship...
Now you understand don't you? But then maybe that was a description of my current state. Just maybe.
There is a colossal no etched (in a rather unflattering shade of royal blue) across my thoughts when the question of being in a relationship involuntarily pops up.
And I try and distract myself from the obvious hopes that are the hand baggage of being (even slightly) in love. I think I did most of it without really realizing the implications entirely. It truly hit me when a friend put it in words, and I quote..."Do you feign indifference in your attitude towards him in an attempt to try and believe in the indifference??"
Hell, maybe I do. Maybe I am making a huge mistake by stifling this. But then maybe I haven't stifled it. Maybe the conversations we have mean something, after all. I have half a mind to call him and ask him what the hell it is that he wants!! Lol...You know, the "did you have any intentions when you mailed me" talk? Why did we meet? Why did it feel so right all over again when we met? Okay, that last one was rhetoric :D

Darn I really do like him :D

And for the record, this entire post means nothing. Zilch. :D

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

And I still hold your hand in mine when I'm asleep....

Thursday, October 26, 2006

Is it possible to shift a birthday? I really must. This is completely the wrong time for the day I was born to make a comeback. I'm completely screwed in more than one way, and none of them are remotely enjoyable. "Fuck" seems to be the only sensible word I can utter without promptly being misunderstood in a million ways.
And to think I had to actually stand and take his advice...I shudder when I think back to it...
Plus my right thumb is bright purple...*aaaaaargh!!*

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Are you going to become something that I will have to survive and pull myself through? 'coz I'm not upto it..

Monday, September 18, 2006

Eragon..


Shall we dance, friend of my heart?

We shall, little one.


Just finished my second reading of Eragon and Eldest - part of the Inheritance Trilogy written by Christopher Paolini...
I'd classify it as a must-read for any lover of the genre of fantasy...The author was a little older than 15 when he wrote the first book, and 19 when he wrote the second...And believe me, that itself is cause enough to give it a try! The movie's going to come out in December too...
The final instalment of the Trilogy should be out sometime late next year, and I can't wait...

Sunday, September 10, 2006

What's the deal with marketing going overboard?!
Why in the name of the devil (or whoever you may have) should a liquid hand wash be relaxing?!?! What in the blazes are they trying to tell me it does? Relax the tissues on my hand? And that, due to "essential oils" like lavender and ylang ylang and what have you..
It's pissing the living daylights out of me... Sounds so insignificant it makes it evident I am insanely jobless, when I read this through :D Which is completely true, and I'm rather enjoying it. I have my mid semesters starting this Friday and I've spent all day reading a book :D 1096 pages of a book, to be precise...hehehe...

Monday, August 21, 2006

Delusions are often functional. A mother's opinions about her children's beauty, intelligence, goodness, et cetera ad nauseam, keep her from drowning them at birth.

Sunday, August 13, 2006

I hate scanners. Period. They are a pathetic invention. Wait, I think that's coz I misplaced the f*%^$@* user's manual. Either way, they suck.

Thursday, July 27, 2006

I'm tired of all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That's deep enough. What do you want, an adorable pancreas?

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Certified drooling material


OHHHHHHHH MY!!!! just about describes it :D

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Excuse moi!?!

How can a guy actually send me a message saying "wanna be loved?" as means of introduction??
FYI: I don't have the first clue who this guy is and what his thought process could be when he was writing it.

Perhaps he sends the same to every girl he finds on that shamelessly (and quite hopelessly) public forum called Orkut and hopes that at least one of them swoons at the sight of his picture and promptly goes on to sing a duet with him (in carefully co-ordinated clothes). I say at least one because my male friends make it a point to keep reminding me of that ultimate fantasy, threesomes.
Or perhaps he's a guy with a quirky sense of humour who does this just to see how girls react to such statements... Ha! Fat chance!!!
Or perhaps at this very moment he's waiting for a witty reply from one of the (doubtless) numerous girls he has sent this to, and maybe this is like all those tests that princes in long-gone-by times used to set for their prospective wives to make it easier to choose amongst all those pretty faces...
Or perhaps it is a subtly worded invitation to a wild time in bed (he said "wanna be loved?"). Lol...
Perhaps he's asking girls this on behalf of some unknown handsome guy...Like Brandon Routh, pray, like Brandon Routh!! He's SO handsome!!!! *swoon* :D

At any rate, I can't imagine why in Heaven's name he would want to send it to me. And more so today, when I added a rather rude bit to my profile, which goes:

Disclaimer:
There is no point scrapping me saying "Can we be friends" or “Hi” or any variation of that. There are, no doubt, people who want to and intend to make friends on Orkut. I, unfortunately, don’t. It isn’t anything personal, I just do not have that kind of patience or, for that matter, the time. For me Orkut is a way of staying connected with people I know. And not to connect with people I don’t. So kindly waste your time elsewhere, this is clearly not where it’ll click. And if that sounds rude, I’m sorry, I’m just trying to make a point.
To zap...
If you ever see this, the similarity of the templates is a complete coincidence!!

Friday, June 30, 2006

It seems impossible to believe that I actually overlooked Murphy and his laws, more so as he literally rules my life...Which one this time, you ask? Heehee :D

All the good ones are taken. If the person isn't taken, there is a reason.

I keep wanting to see Mumbley the dog on cartoon network these days, only as usual I don't have the patience to wait...And come to think of it, I don't have the inclination either. All my wants have become feeble nudges at my mind again..(yes, not soul, but mind...I don't think I have one of those, so..:D)

Gawd I am such a megalomaniac :D *Smug look*

Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn!

It is extremely embarrassing. It really is. I never asked anyone all this, I made my own way.
I don’t really blame them, they are just confused parents bewildered by the choices their children face today, things unheard of in their time. And so the instant they see/hear of anyone in IIT, they make a beeline for them. Which, for targets like me, I daresay is excessively embarrassing. I mean, isn’t it crazy to ask someone you don’t even know to literally make the decision about your child’s future? At office, I am being bombarded by requests to meet someone’s daughter, someone’s nephew, and heaven knows what else so I could “guide” them regarding the direction they should take. At least four guys have taken my number claiming some relative of theirs had kids who would like to be able to talk to me. So far, the only people calling are these guys themselves (even after incessant snubbing...shamelessly desperate, I tell you...) And these poor little kids are usually either in their 10th or they have just finished their 10th.
This lady from office dragged me to her house (“It’s just 5 minutes away, I’m sure my daughter will benefit if you brief her about things, I’ll drop you back, blah blah”) last evening and I was unceremoniously seated in front of a 10th class-goer. For a while I didn’t even know what to say and the kid, I daresay, was equally flabbergasted. And then I had to, for lack of other things to say, launch into a detailed (and horrendously boring) narrative into what I thought her choices should be. I kept stressing that the choice was hers in the end and literally begged her to consult others before she decided, coz I didn’t want to be burdened with the idea that I might just have screwed up with her life :D I kept thinking she would jump up and strangle me for being so hopelessly boring, but when I saw that she was actually hanging onto every word, I thought my own intestine might just jump up and do it anyway. Sadly enough, nothing did happen except that the lady got me an interestingly green drink in a mud pot, which I promptly devoured in the hope that it might do the trick, and that she was bored and wanted me to stop. At the very least, I hoped I would choke on it...Again, no luck. The drink tasted like muck, too.

And my mum laughed her ass off (no, no, I mean figuratively speaking) when I told her people were asking me for advice. She told me she thought those people needed help. Professional help, if you get the drift...

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

"Today's fortune"

Today's fortune:
You are going to have some new clothes


This is my fortune today, according to Orkut. What is it supposed to mean?!
I am going to have some new clothes? Do they mean like having a baby?
Maybe they are tied up with all the shopping malls in town, and they expect me to rush out of office and buy new clothes for myself the instant I see this statement, because they like to think I am a staunch believer in their fortune-telling...

Who wants these fortunes?! I mean, I don’t remember asking for them when I signed up on this Orkut thing...Are there actually people who religiously log onto orkut each day and believe in their daily fortunes? Who the hell actually wants these ridiculous things?! It is, as most other things seem to be of late, completely out of my range of comprehension :D

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Now they have a guide to flirting?!

A few years ago, a close friend of mine, who was rather unsuccessful in his myriad romantic endeavours, asked me (and a group of friends) how we flirted. He insisted it was an art, and pleaded that we help him. A few of us countered what he had to say, with one guy coming up with a trillion examples of animals having strange coloured attractions for their mates, and insisting that the trick was to wear purple clothes...
None of us had a clue what to say, but we rose to the strange challenge, and I daresay between us, we created a formidable romeo! Today he is happily *touchwood* (:D) married to a Tam girl he fell in love with, and he sent me this link, saying “So I didn’t really need u guys eh?! ;)”
And it is pretty amusing, with extensive (if fairly creepy) information, including the alleged places appropriate for flirting, elaborate gestures, exhaustive regulations on facial expression and whatnot! Do take a look at it, it's definitely worth it if u are well versed in the 'art'! (And, obviously, if you have a fairly developed sense of humor...)

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Gossip...gossip...gossip!!

Whoever said gossip is a girl's forte could never have worked in an office of any sort. You can't blame these chaps, they are supposed to be here from 9 to 6, and they rarely ever have any work on any given day that lasts more than 4 hours. Hence the innumerable coffee/tea breaks, the "sutta" sessions, and most importantly, the gossip!! What do they gossip about, do I hear you ask?? Every possible thing...who is speculated to be leaving for what job, who has ego issues, who can't do any f***ing work even if his life depended upon it, etc etc...
The room I sit in seems to be the nucleus of all this gossip...On any given day, these chaps come and gossip at least four times...And as one of them observed yesterday, I probably know the most of all this..lol...U know, all I do is sit and listen to them when they gossip...hell, it ain't like I have loads of work...
And frankly, it is funny, listening to all of them backbite and double-backbite while staying observer :D

Monday, June 19, 2006

Disclaimer..

For those of my readers who are wondering where a considerable number of my posts suddenly vanished, I have moved them elsewhere. The reason being, I found I was unable to express myself freely as quite a few people I know read this blog. And so, I will not be declaring any more of my personal feelings eloquently on this page anymore :D

Bitter, bitter chocolate....



It must not be like this, to know and try so hard not to hurt.
It should not be like this, to know and hurt so hard.
It should not be like this, to not know, then to know and yet hurt, hurt, hurt.
This is not how stories should end: that special taste, that smooth sensation of the purest truth spreading on the tongue; quickly rushing from behind to smother this sweetness, acridity.
Bitter, bitter chocolate.

Friday, June 16, 2006

At times like these I feel completely inadequate and certain that I wasn't ever meant to be an engineer. I am a student at IIT, purpotedly part of the "cream" of the nation. And I don't quite think I can deal with it.
People at office (the technical guys) have taken to springing techie questions at me each and every time they see me. And I am not good at this. People can't expect to give me a cpl of totally unrelated (or so they seem to be at the time :D) figures and come up with a totally complete answer. These are the times when I wish with all my heart I had listened to my mum and quietly done my Bcom at Hyd (her reasons were different, she didn't want me to go to some far-flung place, she'd miss all the shopping and fun that we have all the while, the poor dear!). Hell, I thought the Professors at IIT had mastered the art of making students feel totally worthless and inadequate, looks like they have competition...
I am simply not the type of person who can take two random figures, fish (succesfully at that) through "all" the knowledge their cabbage-sized brains have amassed, and come up with a meaningful answer. And I am supposed to be intelligent and smart. HA!
Next time around I shall show the guy my tongue and prance away into the distance.

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Complacency: The feeling you have when you are satisfied with yourself.
Syn: Satisfaction, contentment, smugness
**
I feel smug and complacent. I know I shouldn't be admitting this, knowing as I do that Murphy might...nay...Will be listening, but yet..:D
*muffled YIPPEEEEEEEEE!!!!* (both coz I am in office and coz I am attempting to thwart Murphy from discovering and thereby disrupting my smugness...)

**Definition from Websters online dictionary
Some people are so obnoxious it surprises me that no one has murdered them yet. In any given situation, at any given time, it is essential that at least two obnoxious people exist in the immediate surroundings. And their primary functions seem to be
1. To try to outwit each other in disgusting everyone else around
2. To disgust everyone else around
3. To actually try and subtly dissect the other person’s obnoxiousness well within hearing range of the aforesaid person
4. To be royal smart arses with no such actual reasons for these claims

What is amusing is that there are always the nice-joker-types who make sure their disgust is well concealed behind a façade of humor directed at the smart arses. And all these clashes, I must say, make extremely interesting viewing, or, as the case may be, listening (that particular case is when you are a trainee and a girl at that, thereby expected to be demure and silent and we-ll, working incessantly). Incidentally, none of which I happen to be....
And whoever said office gossip was fast disappearing can, well, eat their hats or whatever headgear they adorn themselves with. In the absence of headgear, plastic flowers will do. That because there is an irritatingly large number of the aforesaid in what some interior decorator must have thought of as “strategic locations to minimize stress amongst the staff” in despicable colors around here.
At times like these I am fairly sure that someone is out to kill me with an artful new technique. Horrendous color clashes.

Monday, June 12, 2006

"Hey,
The amazing turn on looks make me invite you as a Friend and the
appealing profile makes it more interesting..... Making the world go
bedazzled...... n atlast u r having such a Nice hairs.. Friendz
?"

How does anyone react to this?! Apart from the appaling lack of grammatical sense, how do these guys have the audacity to think anything as preposterous as a corny line like that will work on anyone??!! (not to mention, girls :D) This Orkut thing is all very fine to keep in touch with people whom you are not exactly inclined to mail, but what about all these chaps?? What are they thinking anyway?! I would really want to know...Hell, it'd probably make an interesting research topic!

"u r havin such a nice hairs"?!?!?!?! He gives me the idea he thinks each hair has an individual personality that can be classified as "nice"...and that, incidentally, is a very creepy thought...!

Friday, June 09, 2006

Sometimes I wonder if I have inadvertently stuck a board on my forehead saying “come, screw with me”…or maybe it was Murphy who did it …
I have unbelievably bad luck….
Why else would an auto that seems perfectly fine breakdown at the worst possible point?? Bang on top of a large flyover, i.e. And since it wasn’t too far (in terms of distance covered by powered vehicles alone) away from my destination (a mild term for something as drastic as office), I couldn’t get another auto to take me. And so I had to walk. I had to freakin walk all the way in that disgusting heat (yes, disgusting is the perfect adjective for it. It induces disgust in all living creatures in a way I wouldn’t deem possible) to office.
If you think you know of anyone with worse luck, beat that.

(Ohhh and just in case you think you can beat me with one little story of miserable luck, you definitely wouldn't want to hear of all the times...)

Wednesday, May 31, 2006

There are times when I listen to some songs and go..."Oh well, at least I m not the only one feeling that way"....coz there is nothing else to think at times...This is one of those songs..

Same dances in the same old shoes
Some habits that you just can't lose
There's no telling what a man might lose,
After the thrill is gone

The flame rises but it soon descends
Empty pages and a frozen pen
You're not quite lovers and you're not quite friends
After the thrill is gone, oh,
After the thrill is gone

What can you do when your dreams come true
And it's not quite like you planned?
What have you done to be losing the one
You held it so tight in your hand well

Time passes and you must move on,
Half the distance takes you twice as long
So you keep on singing for the sake of the song
After the thrill is gone
After the thrill is gone

You're afraid you might fall out of fashion
And you're feeling cold and small
Any kind of love without passion
That ain't no kind of lovin' at all, well

Same dances in the same old shoes
You get too careful with the steps you choose
you don't care about winning but you don't want to lose
After the thrill is gone, oh
After the thrill is gone

Monday, May 29, 2006

Ok I'm posting this so I stop feeling bad that I haven't been blogging for quite a while now :D Primarily coz I can't bring myself to do all that work, but I think it is coz only kgp can bring out that much in me..:D Coz of sheer boredom or lack of other things to do :D Also I am not supposed to be doing this from office (which is just where I am blogging from right now) :D And the connection at home, being bsnl, has not even been fixed up yet...So bottomline...I have my doubts about how often I'll be blogging till I get back to that helhole where I am supposed to be studying at :D Which would be, say, sumtime mid-July :D
So....ciao!!

Btw..had an awesome trip to Delhi, supposedly on "official work" which turned out to be like...a day and a half out of the week I was there! So it was a sponsored trip and I met an old friend after a couple of years and my aunt totally splurged on me :D Which is to say, it was just about perfect! :D

Ohhh and Fanaa is so-so..I have a feeling I didn't mind it just coz it was Aamir and Kajol..coz the storyline was...hmm..something like Dil Se reversed...

We-ll I guess it's back to work for now! :D

Saturday, April 29, 2006

Contemplations...

The thing about love is, according to me, that it is largely a concept. I am not saying the feeling isn't great, it is....it is, in fact, unparalleled... But I am talking about love being between two people. People who, no doubt, complement each other and cherish each other and all. But in the end, love is an entirely personal thing, if you ask me.
What I mean to say is this: right from our childhood, we hear all those tales of the beautiful princess waiting for her Prince Charming and see all those movies in which people see each other, talk, fall in love and live happily ever after. And above all, one sees one's parents and the kind of relationship they share. So each one of us has a set of preconcieved notions about what love would be like. And not just what the feeling would be, but what all one would do for one's partners. And most importantly, what all the partner would do for one. Which is just where the flaw lies. It is impossible to explain to children that people wouldn't necessarily conform to your idea of what they should be. And so we all have our ideas about love. About how the partner would react to everything you did, about what all they'd do for you.
And reality normally isn't close. I am not saying there are no lucky couples out there who don't have all that. There are bound to be. But I believe that in most successful relationships, both people have realized and accepted this reality. That when the partner doesn't react the way they are expected to at times, it is ok. That it isn't something to be upset about.

Gawd this is all so much easier said then done :D

Tuesday, April 25, 2006


Came across this picture while doing some random searches.... This is soooooooooooooooo adorable!!!!! :D
"You can't go on...thinking.. nothing's wrong....forever..."

From a beautiful song called "Drive " by a band called "The Cars"...
Just about sums up what we seem to feel these days. Funny how at times the irony in life gives you the feeling someone somewhere is doing all this just to get a few laughs. And funny how angry that makes me.

And he says whatever he feels like. Always. Every time.
I do too, at times. But I know at least 7 or 8 times out of 10 I control myself and don't react stupidly.
But yet.....

Monday, April 24, 2006

Food for thought...:)

"If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them"

Thursday, April 20, 2006

200 things that you might have done

Saw this in a friend's blog and liked it :) So here goes:

Things I have done in Red. Things I have done similar to description in Green. And one particular thing I want to do in Blue. And I intend to raise the scores in red soon!! :)
Score are: 56 4 1

01.Bought everyone in the pub a drink
02. Swam with wild dolphins
03. Climbed a mountain (I am hoping a cliff counts)
04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive
05. Been inside the Great Pyramid
06. Held a tarantula.
07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone
08. Said ‘I love you’ and meant it
09. Hugged a tree
10. Done a striptease
11. Bungee jumped (into water!!!)
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea
14. Stayed up all night long, and watch the sun rise
15. Seen the Northern Lights
16. Gone to a huge sports game.
17.Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa
18. Grown and eaten your own vegetables
19. Touched an iceberg
20. Slept under the stars
21. Changed a baby’s diaper
22. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon
23. Watched a meteor shower
24. Gotten drunk on champagne
25. Given more than you can afford to charity
26. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope
27. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment (Happens quite often, come to think of it :D)
28. Had a food fight
29. Bet on a winning horse
30. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill
31. Asked out a stranger
32. Had a snowball fight
33. Photocopied your bottom on the office photocopier
34. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can (I do scream a lot, at random, but this one time is the only time I would count..was on a school trip to Panchgani, and there was this lil shed-thingy which was bang at the edge of the mountain..you could look straight down from there and actually see the lights of Pune...we would go and scream our lives out for every lil possible reason!!!)
35. Held a lamb
36. Enacted a favorite fantasy (Hmm...I'd rather keep that under wraps :D)
37. Taken a midnight skinny dip
38. Taken an ice cold bath
39. Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar
40. Seen a total eclipse
41. Ridden a roller coaster
42. Hit a home run ('Match'-winning Six runs!)
43. Fit three weeks miraculously into three days
44. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking
45. Adopted an accent for an entire day
46. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
47. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment (Yes, there was a time when...:D)
48. Had two hard drives for your computer
49. Visited all 50 states
50. Loved your job for all accounts
51. Taken care of someone who was shit faced
52. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
53. Had amazing friends (Have always had at least one friend I was truly thankful for having...Thank gawd... :) )
54. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country
55. Watched wild whales
56. Stolen a sign (Hmm....we did, in a group...:D)
57. Backpacked in Europe
58. Taken a road-trip (Was over in a day...)
59. Rock climbing
60. Lied to foreign government’s official in that country to avoid notice
61. Midnight walk on the beach (Sat on the beach with friends till morning)
62. Sky diving.
63.Visited Ireland
64. Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love
65. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them
66. Visited Japan
67. Benchpressed your own weight
68. Milked a cow
69. Alphabetized your records (MP3 folders surely count :D)
70. Pretended to be a superhero (Heehee...I used to think I was He-man :D And yes, I see the irony :P)
71. Sung karaoke
72. Lounged around in bed all day (Haha...sounds like my daily routine!)
73. Posed nude in front of strangers
74. Scuba diving
75. Got it on to “Let’s Get It On” by Marvin Gaye
76. Kissed in the rain
77. Played in the mud
78. Played in the rain
79. Gone to a drive-in theater
80. Done something you should regret, but don’t regret it
81. Visited the Great Wall of China
82. Discovered that someone who’s not supposed to have known about your blog has discovered
your blog
83. Dropped Windows in favor of something better
84. Started a business
85. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken (touchwoooooooood!)
86. Toured ancient sites
87. Taken a martial arts class
88. Swordfought for the honor of a woman
89. Played Counter-Strike(& AOE & IGI & MOHAA & NFS & HL2) for more than 6 hours straight
90. Gotten married
91. Been in a movie
92. Crashed a party
93. Loved someone you shouldn’t have
94. Kissed someone so passionately it made them dizzy
95. Gotten divorced
96. Had sex at the office
97. Gone without food for 5 days
98. Made cookies from scratch (Nice ones too :D)
99. Won first prize in a costume contest (Was Mother teresa once and a "hot-cross bun" salesman another time....)
100. Ridden a gondola in Venice
101. Gotten a tattoo
102. Found that the texture of some materials can turn you on
103. Rafted the Snake River
104. Been on television news programs as an “expert”
105. Got flowers for no reason
106. Masturbated in a public place
107. Got so drunk you don’t remember anything
108. Been addicted to some form of illegal drug
109. Performed on stage
110. Been to Las Vegas
111. Recorded music
112. Eaten shark
113. Had a one-night stand
114. Gone to Thailand
115. Seen Siouxsie live
116. Bought a house
117. Been in a combat zone
118. Buried one/both of your parents
119. Shaved or waxed your pubic hair off
120. Been on a cruise ship
121. Spoken more than one language fluently
122. Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone
123. Bounced a check
124. Performed in Rocky Horror
125. Read - and understood - your credit report
126. Raised children
127. Recently bought and played with a favorite childhood toy
128. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour
129. Created and named your own constellation of stars
130. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country
131. Found out something significant that your ancestors did
132. Called or written your Congress person
133. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over
134. …more than once? - More than thrice?
135. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge
136. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking
137. Had an abortion or your female partner did
138. Had plastic surgery
139. Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived
140. Wrote articles for a large publication
141. Lost over 100 pounds
142. Held someone while they were having a seizure
143. Piloted an airplane
144. Petted a stingray
145. Broken someone’s heart ( I have...n it ain't something I am proud of....)
146. Helped an animal give birth
147. Been fired or laid off from a job
148. Won money on a T.V. game show
149. Broken a bone
150. Killed a human being
151. Gone on an African photo safari
152. Ridden a motorcycle
153. Driven any land vehicle at a speed of greater than 100mph
154. Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced
155. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol
156. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild
157. Ridden a horse
158. Had major surgery
159. Had sex on a moving train
160. Had a snake as a pet
161. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon
162. Slept through an entire flight: takeoff, flight, and landing
163. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours
164. Visited more foreign countries than Indian states
165. Visited all 7 continents
166. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days
167. Eaten kangaroo meat
168. Fallen in love at an ancient Mayan burial ground
169. Been a sperm or egg donor
170. Eaten sushi
171. Had your picture in the newspaper
172. Had 2 (or more) healthy romantic relationships for over a year in your lifetime
173. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about
174. Gotten someone fired for their actions
175. Gone back to school
176. Parasailed
177. Changed your name
178. Petted a cockroach (I apparently used to love em when I was a lil kid! Which is verrry surprising considering I scoot at the sight of them now!)
179. Eaten fried green tomatoes
180. Read The Iliad
181. Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read his works
182. Dined in a restaurant and stolen silverware, plates, cups because your apartment needed
them
183. …and gotten 86′ed from the restaurant because you did it so many times, they figured out it was you
184. Taught yourself an art from scratch
185. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
186. Apologized to someone years after inflicting the hurt
187. Skipped all your school reunions
188. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language
189. Been elected to public office
190. Written your own computer language
191. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream (do...at times :) )
192. Had to put someone you love into hospice care (my mum...when she had this operation....it broke my heart to see her lying helpless there :( )
193. Built your own PC from parts
194. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you
195. Had a booth at a street fair
196: Dyed your hair
197: Been a DJ
198: Found out someone was going to dump you via LiveJournal
199: Written your own role playing game
200: Been arrested

Saturday, April 15, 2006

This poem was nominated in 2005 for the best poem and was written by an African kid. Profound or what?!

When I born,
I Black,
When I grow up,
I Black,
When I go in Sun,
I Black,
When I scared,
I Black,
When I sick,
I Black,
And when I die,
I still black..
And you White fella,
When you born, you Pink,
When you grow up, you White,
When you go in Sun, you Red,
When you cold, you Blue,
When you scared, you Yellow,
When you sick, you Green,
And when you die, you Gray..
And you calling ME Colored ??

Friday, April 14, 2006

"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more...."
- Lord Byron

Coincidence is a strange thing :) I finally got down to trying to write my project report, and as i was doing a few searches, i came across the last line of this quote...and it reminded me of an old friend...I have lost touch with him, but you never really forget all the special people who touch your life, do you? :) He loved this quote...he would say it every opportunity he got!! (and sometimes, just coz he wanted to say it, he'd just say it out of the blue!!) He had it scrawled all over his walls and stuff...sounds crazy, and he was too! :) Here's to you my friend.....

Sunday, April 09, 2006

I don't wanna grow up. I don't wanna leave college, however horrid I find this place...
I'll follow up with a detailed post later... I'm supposed to be preparing for a test right now... :D

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Patience seems to be the only laudable virtue. And I, thereby, am devoid of all virtue.....

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

My classes are horrenduous. And that's an understatement. Here's proof. These are a small sampling of my thoughts during a tortuous two-and-a-half-hour lecture this afternoon:

Is it only me or do you feel like standing up and doing a weird voodoo dance just to infuse something interesting in this load of bulls***??!
What if I just stand up, scream "EUREKA!!!!", slap the prof and stomp out of the class doing a weird ogre imitation??!
Like I care about you or your stupid dripper attachments.
I don't care. Sorry. Couldn't care less. Can't. Won't. Never. Never ever. EVER.
I hate all this crap.
I had a better f***ing time watching
The Mummy in Hindi.
It's amazing how he manages to surpass himself each time. Boring. Dead boring. Boring the daylights out of me. Boring the freaking daylights out of me. F***ing boring the f***ing living daylights outta the f***ing place. And so it goes. And its worse. And even worse. Oh, how I could go on. And on. And on....Aaaaaaaargh......

You can actually see it go from bad to worse!!! Lol....

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Half my life I find myself shut (voluntarily or otherwise :D) in weird coloured rooms which induce claustrophobia the minute I notice them, with the horridly clashing, if existent, furniture and colour sense. I spend most of my time in a dirty (by choice...lethargy rather) white room with (brace yourself) a bright lavender door and closet. Another major portion I spend in a cream (ahhh!) coloured room with red flooring, maroon curtains, and, oddly enough, windows that are painted a strange bright green. Maybe these guys at the administration are actually government officials with covert orders to kill us. Maybe people do, in some other dimension, go colour blind (and die) due to ridiculous colour clashes.

Sunday, February 19, 2006

You know the feeling when every day leaves you with the feeling of incapability to deal with life? When, at the end of each day, you can actually feel how futile every single attempt at anything was? When each day leaves you feeling like....like i dunno what....can't even explain it. And think of it....Every single day.... And sometimes, when I think that if I could have relived it, I would do this this way and that the other....I get the feeling it isn't what I do, it is me....
And I keep trying to fool myself into thinking I can better his mood if we meet. I never seem to learn....

Saturday, February 18, 2006

:|

I give up. Officially. On the entire race. I can't, for the love of God (or Satan, whoever would be more pleased) figure out how an entire race can survive with the emotional range and variety of a single rabbit... I can't figure out how men would do stupid things for other men, their so-called "friends"...doesn't something called sense come calling somewhere along the way?! I can't get how men can allow their "pals" to talk them into insane, senseless things! Can't. Won't ever. Refuse to even think of getting it. Ever. I can't, for the life of me, fathom how a man can let himself so easily get talked into nonsense. Yea, I have heard of 'brain-washing', but I am sure there would be an iota of truth somewhere in there. But this?!? It is unbelievably dumb.
Correction. The RACE is unbelievably dumb.
And I just gave up...:D

Friday, February 17, 2006

*sighhhhhh*

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.

-Neil Gaiman

And the sad part is, it's true....all of it.... It makes horrible people of some of us, makes cowards of others.... But we keep falling in love, us humans.... A weakness that begets more weakness....

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

speculations....

On a lazy Tuesday, at 10....half an hour into a tortuously boring double lecture...

There are times when I feel inexplicably like Calvin. Like now, when I look at my Prof, who goes on and on droning and all I can think of is a green bug-eyed monster talking, and I can't make out what he's saying due to the absence of a Babel fish anywhere in my vicinity. And hell, by the look of him, I wouldn't want the blessed fish in my ear; I'm sure I'd much rather fantasize that he's spinning some fantabulous tales rather than realize that he's droning on about erodibility and dry things like those (lol....what a paradox....Irrigation and drainage engineering, and its got to be the driest subject by far!!). I feel like a weird mixture of Calvin, Arthur Dent and Ford Prefect. Which, I must say, feels far more toxic than my idea of the Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster....

For the ones who found that hard to decode, I recommend (and very strongly at that!) "The Hitchhikers' Guide to the Galaxy"....

Sunday, February 05, 2006

I hate civilization. I should have been born in the stone age...Life would have been so good... (lol...not really, once u start thinking about life minus a lot of amenities, but hell!!! It is my fantasy, so I shall fantasize ideally!!! ) Imagine the possibilities...For women, it would be the best ever!! All we would have to do is sit around wearing a bare minimum (if anything at all, ie...!!), pat a few cats, cook/roast a few random pieces of meat over a fire (agreed, making the aforesaid would take quite a while, but yet!!!), and, at best, paint a few silly things on the cave walls so they could be found and admired a few dozen millenia later...!! Hmmm...what about gossip, that which seems the very basis of the existence of women, you ask...Ha! Easy one there! We would just sit and grunt at each other, with knowing looks and stuff....wouldn't be too much of a difference from today, we never listen to each other anyway!! lol....
As for men, even easier...all u guys would have to do is go out and hunt for a while! And, yea, not ever have to conform to the concept of coming home to any one particular woman!!
Darn....have i mentioned i hate progress?! And society more so....
*Sighhhhhhhhhh*

Saturday, January 14, 2006

Stuck in the August rain....

This song I consider one of Jethro Tull's biggest masterpieces....It comprises this amazing blend of so many genres of music...It just gives you this faraway feel that....that we-ll, no song has yet been able to match....not for me, at any rate... Just....incredibly beautiful music...
It makes me imagine this long desolate tree-lined road....with autumn leaves scattered all over the street....Me and my solitude....
And it always makes me sigh...:)

I'm still stuck in the August rain...
Stuck out in the cloudburst once again...
Bavra mann dekhne chala ek sapna....

Streets we have never walked on...
Windows we have never opened...
Hands we have never held...
Dreams we shall never, never see again..

Bavra mann dekhne chala ek sapna..
Bavre se mann ki dekho...bavri hain baatein...
Bavri si dhadkanein hain...bavri hain saansein...

Lives we have never lived...
Hopes we have never realized...
Fires we have never lit...
Loves we shall never, never make again...

Bavra mann dekhne chala ek sapna...

I hear those strange whispers again.......


"Profound" would be an understatement...
This song always makes me feel a little foolish about all the things I want...all the things I want to be, to do, to have....Makes me wonder if I am as "Bavra" as the singer suggests...But then maybe we all are...