Sunday, December 9, 2007

7x12 - My TEN Commandments

Its December 9th, 2020 AD today.

" So kids, today I am going to tell you a small story, not very celebrated, but true.It was
the winter of 2007, I hadn't gone home and had decided to do lukkha in the insti. On one
such random night after a couple of beers with your chacha, revelations struck on me. I
received my 10 COMMANDMENTS from Sister Expectations. Here goes,

1. You are jobless.
2. I am jobless.
3. You are funny.
4. I am stupid.
5. Do not sleep in the afternoon for 4 hrs so u have ure bros blogs to keep u awake.
6. Do not do online mocks for 4 hours continuously .. such that u lap up everything stupid on the www or should i say LAN.
7. Eat dinner before 12.30.
8. Don't write shit.
9. You are a very sensible .. smart .. funny .. interesting .. guy .... bro.
10. Making a list of things u learnt today and typing it DOES NOT help u sleep.

I just found this set of instructions too sweet, couldn't think of any better place for remembering this. So I blogged.
Anyways, it was five in the morning, I was much too awake and I loved the feeling.

I miss such days."

Saturday, December 8, 2007

A Doubt

Joining, flowing, counting,
growing, knowing
around, about
asking, giving, having
What is all this,
of that I have no doubt.

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Nights

Every restless night
I toss around in bed,
songs and dreams.

In them is a tiny Nemo
swimming to the topmost
surface, in the wide ocean.

here i rest in a quiet waters,
rest and never never return.

Turning over, open my eyes.
yes, my room, my phone,
lower my head
Its a wait for never.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

The Pun Poem

Sometimes we are played,
We have our share of fun,
Other times just laid,
Was that meant to be a pun.

No non-sense please!

some call it sanity
some see it as vanity
others believe its profanity
what is it with no sanctity

i believe in quality
not bothered by quantity
i am filled with pity
for the damn humanity

it is no ones kitty
nor does it lie in one city
from far it looks pretty
take my word its gritty

Let it Rain

Let it rain, let it rain ..
just let everythin drain
No need to refrain..
There is no gain
You take only pain
Let it rain..

All the strain
it will go in vain..
Time to catch the train
let it rain..

Rain is fun;
Refrain is not.
But for your sanity,
must do what you ought.

Life, Matter and much More

But all that matters
in the end,
is your happiness
That is all my friend.

Desperate Rhymes

Rhymes however much they are blot,
still they make you happy
Sometimes they even mean a lot
Yet mostly, they are just crappy.

Rhymingly yours

The next few of my posts are going to be rhymes. These are the outcomes of some random jugalbandi session :D .

A whole bunch of lines ending with similar sounds were written, they were really just poetic lines which turned out to have some meaning and not the otherway round. So I prefer to call them rhymes rather than poetry.

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Always Tomorrow

As I watch the brilliant sun set
It is the most delightful sight
Can a new one ever replace it?
A daunting task for it to fill

There are so many memories
Even though the old brings sorrow
I enjoy seeing the difference in
Yesterday and tomorrow!

(There is always a tomorrow. Today will just pass. It is just today.)

Me and Me

You don’t know me
though I know you

we are as different
as we are alike

we come from the earth
the ying and the yang

you know everyone like me
I know those like you

we share a bond . . . common
as sickness sadness happiness

friendship love hate birth
and even death

we’ve hugged we’ve fought
I’ve felt the warmth of your embrace

I’ve felt the strength of your
compassion you’ve felt mine

we are all connected one to
the other forever and ever.

Monday, December 3, 2007

life is bigger
It's bigger than you
You, you and me

I've said too much
I haven't said enough

But that was just a dream
Try, cry, why try?
That was just a dream
Just a dream, just a dream
Dream

( Yeah, blah.. we never lose our religion... don't kick me please!)

Dreams Unlimited!!

Its the placements season in here. The fever is just too hot. In the midst of such tense discussion days, people do come up with innovative measures. I just heard a friend talk about this video documentary circulating on LAN about ways and means to 'achieve' things in life. He gave a very hilarious explanation with demonstration even of how to own a Ferrari. Well, I can't really describe it here, it was just too much fun watching Dasa illustrate his discovery.

I don't think just sitting and dreaming of sitting inside a magnificent scarlet red V12 Ferrari and going Vroom Vroom in your head will really take one anywhere. Anyways, I don't lose much giving things a try. So why not?

Sunday, December 2, 2007

The Boy who calls Fire


No submit without a war
No vanish with the trace
From the ashes, shall arise
Burn will today, the Phoenix fire.
Many things said
much more unsaid
lots been done
may be
little left undone
may be may be
Lost I have
faith and hope
Can't blame myself
or anyone else
Not the road
for me atleast
Discover new lands
head out
The waters be rough
I know
I am sure
I will reach
for my heart is clean
pristine and pinned
Undermine I do
suppress too
my true strength
I come to you now
Country road
Take me home.

Early mornings are sometimes not the best of times. Its good to ramble then. Peace, happiness and resolves.

Unnoticed

If you place a fern
under a stone,
the next day it will be
nearly invisible
as if the stone has
swallowed it.

You forget that
fern etches itself
Look underside the stone
Nothing goes that easy.

Saturday, December 1, 2007

Running Free


Silver forelock,
Silver tail,
This mare gallops
Through wind and hail
She lets out a whinny
With happyness and glee
For this mare is joyful
She's running free.

(Yeah, Hurr now!! :P)


Friday, November 30, 2007

Age of Innocence


I can't be compromising in my thoughts no more
I can't prevent the times my anger fills my heart
I can't be sympathizing with a new lost cause
I feel I've lost my patience with the world and all.

So we only get one chance can we take it
And we only get one life can't exchange it
Can we hold on to what we have don't replace it
The age of innocence is fading..... Like an old dream.

The age of innocence is fading..... Like an old dream.

Thursday, November 29, 2007

A Horse's Ass, Word of Mouth!

For those who prefer to hear than read!





Horse's Ass


Does the expression, "We've always done it that way!" ring any bells? The US standard railroad gauge (distance between the rails) is 4 feet, 8.5 inches. That is an exceedingly odd number. Why was that gauge used? Because that is the way they built them in England, and Irish & English expatriates built the US railroads. Why did the English build them like that?

Because the first rail lines were built by the same people who built the pre railroad tramways, and that is the gauge they used. Why did "they" use that gauge then? Because the people who built the tramways used the same jigs and tools that they used for building wagons, which used the same wheel spacing.

Okay! Why did the wagons have that particular odd wheel spacing? Well, if they tried to use any other spacing, the wagon wheels would break on some of the old, long distance roads in England, because that's the spacing of the wheel ruts. So who built those old rutted roads? Imperial Rome built the first long distance roads in Europe (and England) for their legions. The roads have been used ever since.

And the ruts in the roads? Roman war chariots formed the initial ruts, which everyone else had to match for fear of destroying their wagon wheels. Since the chariots were made for (or by) Imperial Rome, they all had the same wheel spacing. The United States standard railroad gauge of 4 feet, 8.5 inches is derived from the original specification for an Imperial Roman war chariot. Specifications and bureaucracies live forever. So the next time you are handed a specification and wonder what horse's ass came up with it, you may be exactly right.

This is because the Imperial Roman war chariots were made just wide enough to accommodate the back ends of two war-horses.

Now, the twist to the story... There is an interesting extension to the story about railroad gauges and horses' behinds. When we see a Space Shuttle sitting on its launch pad, there are two big booster rockets attached to the sides of the main tank. These are solid rocket boosters, or SRBs. "Thiokol" makes the SRBs at their factory at Utah. The engineers who designed the SRBs might have preferred to make them a bit fatter, but the SRBs had to be shipped by train from the factory to the launch site. The railroad line from the factory happens to run through a tunnel in the mountains. The SRBs had to fit through that tunnel. The tunnel is slightly wider than the railroad track, and the railroad track is about as wide as two horse's behinds. So, a major design feature of what is arguably the world's most advanced transportation system was determined over two thousand years ago by the width of a horse's ass.

Some simple inferences:
1. There seems to be more than one kind of ass that a man thinks about.
2. Man dedicates a lot to what he likes.

Subservient Chicken

One of the Burger King Gigs!!





Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Moron Forever... ummu.... Forever Moron??

English is a weird language. Word plays, twists and turns, doesn't ever make things any bit simpler. The title of this post may seem interesting to some or may be just plain moronic or better still, may appreciated by some who are English enthusiasts or readers who prefer to read right to left rather than the convention left to right. But to simply say, my point of this whole blog entry is about clarifying the meaning of two words- Moron and Forever.

Starting off with forever, have you ever wondered why someone uses the word 'forever' ? Never really did it bother me until today when this question sprang up.

First things first. Taxing my little git brain, I found out the standard Webster's dictionary meaning of the word forever, and quoting the same, "for a limitless time" or say "for eternity". A very entertaining concept indeed.

Being a science student, I understand that things have definite time, long or short, nothing can continue endlessly, may be not even time itself. In such a case, the usage of the word by an engineer would seem totally ridiculous unless there is a hidden meaning in this. So off we go hunting for it.

But common, what possible meaning can a simple seven letter word consisting of one f, two e's, a v, an o and 2 (two/too) Rs contain?

As good as my brain is messed up with my Linguistics and Natural Language processing course( I just scraped through of course), so is it with AI(dammit!! I still have to give the exam). So what comes to my mind at this point is Hidden Markov Models. (I am sorry for the shit I have been writing, I deserve to get kicked and I shall gleefully accept the same. Kindly bear with me). Given that a normal human being has no time or the intelligence to comprehend so many 'not so ordinary' things all at once and to think on his or her feet at the same time, it can be safely ruled out that no academic inclination or influence in whatsoever form could be the motivation for the usage of the word.

Assuming this for now, lets construct one more possible hypothesis. Forever means to last indefinitely and knowing that it can't be, one can just hope for it to last for as long as possible. Now this is quite plausible, if the object of interest is quite dear to one's heart and you are not willing to let go of it, atleast for the moment. For if such were really the case, then I would just term the case lovely and the interest object to be pure, pristine and immortal (paradoxical it seems, eh?). You sit and simply smile, for that is all I am able to do now, can't express it in any other words.

Or, if 'ever' was the name of a beautiful chic (this is just me talking), I could probably keep saying forever, forever. Hope that is the case but seems very unlikely unless she is, she is really, some weird chic from some weird planet and been banished by the wicked ruler of the land for standing up against him.

Well, well, its enough, too many conspiracy theories spring about in my mind. I keep penning everything down, I am sure to get disoriented and end up in a mad-house. And then I could simply keep saying any word I want, however or whenever I want.

(a break.. a phone call)

Ah! I am bored now. I can't conjure up more shit than this in one go (and by the way, I haven't been eating well for the last couple of days or so.. so :( ) . And going this way I can go on forever you try to make you understand.

Well, in short, simply said, forever means for eTerniTy. Now beat it!! (hidden secret meaning in the tall Ts, figure that one out on your own! )


Lets leave a moron as he is for now. Sometime later then, I will care to shed my thoughts. If you have come so far reading this post, then you must really be a Moron.

And so am I.

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Opinions and Onions and Life in general

A mildly-wise man once said, "Opinions are like assholes, everybody's got one". Perhaps this is why everyone is so scared of other people's opinions.
Opinions are like onions.

A flaky outside peels away to a thick sphere of layers.

Some people like theirs cut up to chew in small doses.
Some need theirs cooked and softened...

Some like them grilled
Some can even take them raw.

Some eat them with a knife and fork
Some can eat them bare handed

The stronger ones will make you cry
leave a bitter taste in your mouth.

Some love them, some hate them.

Some just eat around them...

Some just bite right through.


By the way, I am not giving any opinions over here and even if I was, I don't ever think that you need to agree with my opinion. :P
Yet, I do need to know your opinions. And also, its not all about onions.

Now there, opinions in general should affect life but yeah that is just my opinion. Still, there is this one thing, onions do represent life in some forms.
You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.

In the Green Field

Quartz there
Emeralds to spare
Time to share
Eyes that bare
Lips that dare
Hands that care
Hearts in prayer
Love is on air
Happiness is everywhere.

Saturday, November 24, 2007

[:P]


Take beer away from me,
if you wish, take anime away, but
do not take from me your laughter.

Laugh at the night,
at the day, at the moon,
laugh at the twisted
streets of this school,
laugh at this clumsy boy.

But when I open
my eyes and close them,
When my steps go,
when my steps return,
Deny me beer, anime, ketch-up,
but never your laughter
For ...... (smiles).

Big deal!


Deal with the difficult, while it is yet easy.
And the great, while it is yet small.
Difficult sprouts from the easy.
And the great, from the small.
So by dealing with the small,
You achieve the great.


Friday, November 23, 2007

Thermal Machinery course

I am not a regular student to class, so happen to miss a lot of lectures and only on the night of the end semester exam, I open the class notes to study. Today is no exception to that but yeah there is something special, I must say very insightful knowledge (its the Mech department, if you know what I mean), I came across while studying gas cycles, "Introduction to Thermal Machinery" course.
Here it is ..

Ahem! Ahem!

IIT, the place to be ??
Amen.

... but you are..


(Beer Mug it should be dammit!!)

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

I dream


---------------------------------
From an dreamer's perspective:

---------------------------------
I am a dreamer
I want a dreamer
I will be a dreamer

A dreamer is a dream
Like a leaf in the breeze,
Seeking a path,
Wondering like a star.

A dream is a dream,
Nothings too much an ask.

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From a pessimist's perspective:
------------------------------
As long as there is hope,
Futile battle can be won
Fictional ideas are spun.

A dream is a dream,
Its too much sun to bask.

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From an optimist's perspective:
---------------------------------
Guided by the wings of belief,
The journey never too long,
Nor the path too rough.

The starlit sky,
a whole new world,
Another place or just time.

A dream is a dream,
Nothings too much an ask.

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From a realist's perspective:
------------------------------
It rains silent drops,
I see beautiful things,
Yet curtail my wings.

Running away from the world
Living in another reality,
I try to hide from truth.

A dream is a dream,
Get rid of the mask.

But hopes fade.
And dreams fall.
For a dream is a dream.

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For an idiot's perspective:
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It exists, it does
In one's heart,
One's soul.

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Well, for me,
----------------------------
I am a dreamer
I am am a dreamer
I am always a dreamer.

Stupid Sun

Concealed by the clouds, are you able to respire?
Being in your full form, why do you need to retire?
Have we upset you, did we make you sad?
Did any of us, take away something you've had?

Please come out, let me see your beautiful face,
Break the lock, let the clouds embrace.

Sunday, November 18, 2007

Orkut Says...

Today's Fortune : "He that falls in love with himself will have no rivals"

I now have no idea what that is supposed to mean!!

Saturday, November 17, 2007

Your Smile...


Just to see you smile
I’d do anything
That you wanted me to
And all is said and done
I’d never count the cost
It’s worth all that’s lost
Just to see you smile.

(Its the 21st!!)

Friday, November 16, 2007

Circle of Life

MindReader1 :

End of term is fast approaching and I am beginning to realise (ever so slowly) how much my life seems to go round in cycles of stuff or in cycles of me being taught stuff but unfortunately I am still yet to learn so the circles of my life continue to spin.
I can think I have changed for the better in terms of friendships and my walk with God but so often similar lessons are being shown to me but in new guises.
I wish I were less apathetic and had more desire to break these circles and come closer to God and depend on Him.

MindReader2:

From the day we arrive on this planet and, blinking, step into the sun, there's more to see than can ever be seen; more to do than can ever be done. There's far too much to take in here; more to find than can ever be found.
But the sun rolling high, through the amethyst sky. It keeps great and small on the endless round(may be bound). Haha, It's the Circle of Life.
And it moves us all, through despair and hope, through faith and love, till we find our place on the path unwinding in the Circle, the Circle of Life.

The Circle of life,
It's the circle of Life.

(a little less conversation)

Going the Distance

You are my friend,
You still remember the dream
we had that day, don't you?

You are my dream
We'd just gotten started,
you are my long 'lost' friend,

Heeh, it's time to get moving!

Everyday, lit up by the shine ahead,
I wanna see you, it lights my soul on fire
but now, we've bid farewell
to those fun days, to be the future,

I know you are far from over
And that's why I'll dream on!
I'll go the distance!

Gazing at a sky so full
I'm just now starting
I'll use my greatest power, total GiT!

You are my friend,
You still remember the dream
we had that day, don't you?

You are, my friend
You are my friend.

(This is neither prose nor poetry. It is may be a how Japanese ninja, on a secret mission from Konoha, the hidden Leaf village, would write his first essay. But yeah, I find it extremely hilarious to write this way!
One more Descriptor Jappiness!)

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Howie!!!!!!

"Nothing in the world can replace persistence. Talent will not; Nothing more common than the unsuccessful man with talent. Genius will not; unrewarded genius is almost a proverb. Education will not; the world is full of educated derilicts. Persistence and Determination are omnipotent." -- Calvin Coolidge.

Purgatory

Thinking of an age old dream,
Places I have never seen,
Fantasies lived times before.
I split my brain, melt through the floor.

Over clouds my mind will fly,
Forever now I can't think why.
My body tries to leave my soul.
Or is it me, I just don't know.

Memories rising from the past,
The future's shadow overcast.
Somethings clutching at my head,
Through the darkness I'll be led.

Oh another time, another place.
Oh another smile on another face.
When you see me floating up beside you,
You get the feeling that all my love's inside of you.

Please take me away, take me away, so far away.
Please take me away, take me away, so far away.
Please take me away, take me away, so far away.

(Lyrics of the song by the same name by Iron Maiden)

Monday, November 12, 2007

I am sooo screwed!!

Goddammittt!!! I have two project submissions, one class notes submissions, two presentations/seminars and two endsems all in the next four days!!
Yippie!!
Seems like my diwali has just kick started.....

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Well,.....


Somethings just can't change...

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Friday, November 9, 2007

The Bombay Bitch

Seriously bitching is so much fun and so much soothing. May the God save the bitches.
No wonder bitches go to hell.

"I think, therefore I bitch" (may be also, "I am, therefore I bitch")

Fun page to watch when you feel like bitching: http://www.bombaybitch.com/

Happy Diwali!!


And the trivial, I just got a message, I am just re typing all of it.

Pleasure in your heart
Success in your life
Fragrance of love at home
May all these be yours forever

Happy diwali!!

Diwali Break Episode 3: Pollution

Well, that I have just yakketed so much, I am so totally not bored now. Crap! I would seriously love to write more shit, but that ain't going to happen.

1. I hate missing burst crackers.
2. I hate missing running the house with lamps.
3. I hate missing mom and dad yelling me.
4. I hate missing troubling my bro (mostly its the other way)
5. I hate missing food - festival food, mumma's food.
6. I hate missing the sweets.
7. I hate missing arbit uncles and aunties who show up randomly; with really sad sense of humor trying to say how fat I had become since the last time they saw me.
8. Of all the things I hate the most, I HATE PUFFING UP TONNES OF SMOKE EVEN WITHOUT BUSTING SOME SORRY ANIMAL'S ASS!!!!!

Diwali Break Episode 2: I am Alone!!

Continuing from last time.....

To make matter worse, there is no one in the wing.
Better still, not many happy-to-hang-out people left on campus either which puts my random mind off and makes me go right down to the abyss of boredom.
All the 'devas' and the 'devis' of my life are home. Thank you very much.

Only one old friend remained. I had not really spoken to him at all this whole semester much. By talk I mean more than academics. It was like destiny had brought together and decided to teach me a few lessons in life. As things turned out, my day was basically loads of sleep, and then two hindi movies, some chicken and wine, phone calls and messages and lots more sleep again.

Briefly talking about each of them, first the sleep. Whoa! Sleep is so 'aweso'. The best thing about sleep you know is that it is the only activity where you have to constrain yourself to absolutely doing nothing and still gain pleasure at the end of it. Well, a more adventurous or rather restless man would do things to just spice it up a little bit. But the bottom line is, sleep is a cool tireless(mostly) activity. A callous man's best fun indeed!!
Do nothing at all and sleep.
One more thing I noticed about sleep is, It does not follow the basic laws of nature which is that the more you have, the less you want. The inherent trade off between quality and quantity doesn't exist here at all. It is in fact a classic example to disprove this economic concept. One more in support of the already disproved Lamarck's theory - "The more you use, the bigger it gets. You forget, it shrinks." I seriously believed this when I was in school and wondered about its consequences. Apparently, its all a bunch of bullshit but sleep is exceptional. It cares no shit about evolution or science. Any more I talk about this now, I will seriously go fall asleep.

So yeah moving on, hindi movies. Yeww.. . why why would you want to spoil a wednesday or thursday afternoon watching such a thing. Ridiculous. There is no incentive . No 'chic' even accompanying you, so that you could grab her hand when the really scary villain sneaks on the hero, or gently touch when the happy couple go dancing around trees or worse even, no shoulders to pretend to cry/ shed crocodile tears when the somebody dies at the some point in the movie. Worse even, no 'pop corn' too. The list is endless. I don't want to embarrass myself saying that I was overwhelmed watching Amitabh Bachchan in tango with Shashi Kapoor (there were Zeenat Aman and Hema Malini, of course. I was not that gay also). Forget it.

Aha, now the best part. The chicken. "Mate, chics may desert you, but never the chickens." Yep, yep!! True indeed. KFC my saviour. One bucket full! Then the wine. Perfect! (In between, I played delivery boy, but thats ok). In this extremely fascinating surrounding, two losers, Tom and Harry sitting, what else can you expect!!. They gossiped like 16 year old girls, like there was no tomorrow. Apparently, sensible things, old grown up talk, fundaes in life and all. Common beat it! Half drunken, truck load of bull crap said. Added it my knowledge base of course it did, but still who really gives a 'duck' about pressure vessels, y-knots, 'I will not drink anymore', 'I really now know how I feel', 'We are not still Tom and Harry, we have graduated".

Last, of the menu, messages and calls. There were honestly the only memorable parts of the whole two days. Nothing I have to crib. Only thing is that people can be so evil that when you cry to them that you are bored, they go the extent of making an itinerary for you(how generous of them it seems, very hearty friends one may think) which goes something like this.

1. Match dekh.
2. Footer khel.
3. Bhag.
4. Swim.
5. Paint.
6. Iron.
7. Go to elephanta caves
8. Marine drive for diwali
9. Super eat and Mama Mia's
10. Get drunk at Leopolds
11. Better still, ask a firang chic out.

Its for you people to decide. I just zzzzZZZZZZZZ........

Diwali Break Episode 1: Me, Myself and My project

Its been three days now and I am bored to the heights of insanity right now. Its not without reason that I decided to stay back and spend my 'happy' diwali days living the life of a jackass!

Its rather that, I may have been over conscious about the work I have on hand, or may be I have just been pretending to be overly sincere. Well, there is this course and this project all due on Monday, substantial weightage on the project work and I hadn't really started working on it until a couple of days back. So just before the holidays, the heap or the hype about this supposedly unsurmountable project got built up; thanks to my co-project workers. In either case, the fact of the matter is that I am left stranded in insti.

I think now is the opportune moment to dedicate a piece of my blog space to each of these characters. The first of which is the prime responsible(infinitely nabdu himself and spreads nabad with ease and pretty effectively too). He tries and tries and tries. No results. He is like this tortoise running on a treadmill and farting every other second so hard, that it literally pumps the rest to take some action, any action. God Bless.

The second is just not interested. He is the kind which says, " Yeah this is teamwork. There are four in a team. So one will work and the rest(atleast I) rest in peace. I really don't give a fuck."

Now then, the third. What do I say about him?!!. Intelligent, hard-working, diligent, he was all before the turn of this semester or this particular project assignment. He was very academically oriented even when we made groups. Now he is genuinely occupied and insists, I learn the basics first at my own pace and then I will get to the project. Well, I think he has all life to do this or academics has take him to such a level that he has just found this to be the "Meaning of his life".

I am not trying to say here that I am the only 'sincere' bum or the 'intelligent' one or be any snooty, but it just happened that the onus was on me to do something about this thing. Going by what I am, however cool I portray myself to be, I can feel my prick. And I sometimes can feel the pricks too.

In the best of enthusiasm, I set out on this bon voyage to complete this project, the aim of which is to put up a cloth on the screen as realistically as is possible. Someone made an offhand remark, "Dude, you would have been much more interested or done a betting job with pulling it down not simulating putting it up." Whatever the case is, pun intended or not, I feel like punching him now in the face right till his nose starts to bleed. Hmmmph!!

Given the supremely gifted guy, that I am, I managed to rig up stuff with a day and get done with the project. At that point, I went all "Yaaay!! Yaaay!! Project done. LukkhaMax I be." I hope now that it had not happened. Its not that my project is up to my expectations, I just don't want to do more. It meets the bare minimum constraints. I am just satisfied and I haven't smelt it even in two days now. I may get back to it later tonight. Lets see.

It depends on how well I can cool down!! Ranting helps.

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Flying away

Rain rain go away
Come again another day
Little birdie wants to play
Rain rain go away.

Monday, November 5, 2007

Happy Birthday Garfield!



[:P]

:)

Yearning for her I slept in sadness
And saw her in a dream.
Had I known it was a dream
I never would have woken with the dawn.

(Happiness, pure and untainted. It is real.)

Sunday, November 4, 2007

November rain



You can say, "Today was the exact same as yesterday"
But something has to be different
The things that connect us to tomorrow mean the most

It doesn't matter how slowly life changes,
Everything is etched into my heart.

These are the days to sow the seeds
And the days to give them water

But someday I will see
Our future will be clear to me
These are days so filled with sunshine
And the days of endless rain

But someday I will see
The rainbow colored feature for you and me
All we can do now is look at the path before us,
And continue our slow walk down it...

(I was writing this originally for my brother but I lost myself somewhere it between.)
(For tomorrow, its the walk of life)

Thursday, November 1, 2007

Auguries of Innocence


To see the World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of you Hand
And Eternity in an hour.

-William Blake

My First Halloween!!

Guess what!!!!
I actually dressed up(rather suited up) for Halloween!! [:P]

(mhahaha)

Sunday, October 28, 2007

2 MN

Two AMPS in the wing!!

Ecstatic is the feel!

After trying out the the electric guitar yesterday, i realized that I know nothin at all! [:P] I am happy, I have infinite to learn! [:D]

Blissful noise!

I'm Feeling Lucky!


(Too many Non-Veg eaters in the insti!!)

Work Guilty

Well, I always keep cribbing that I need to be lukkha, more holidays, more time to do nothing, fun fun and fun!

This is one thing I believed would be a feeling which is insatiable, never let me down or cause a 'give-up'. But it seems now, that this too like all other mundane things in the world follows the contrary. There is no exception in nature or its laws. An overdose of lukkha too can make you feel guilty especially when you have submissions, quizzes and assignments breathing down your neck. More so NABAD, looking at other people who are soo much ahead of you with respect to things, atleast at this moment.

I work(atleast think about) now sincerely for a while. I hope to see some results at the end of today. Only tiny little kit-kat/chit-chat/guitar breaks allowed. I have been feeling sick all morning and suddenly the idea of work drives me happily insane. Strange is the way of the mind.

Man is weird.
Good Advice. Jinx!!

(My camera starts working again...yaaay!!)

Saturday, October 27, 2007

...In case I dont see ya, good afternoon, good evening and good night!

I look at star.

By go big car.

My mummy is far.

Hardy har har.

Milky bar, give me the power!

Good day to you all.rar

Lindt Chocolates

NSL for all its AC and net is still bad.

Reason: One person. The one with an empty Lindt box (well almost empty).

Blah! I soo need to eat chocolate. I am acting like a puppy right now at the sight of Lindt but well dammit! I want it now. Fly me to swiss!!!

(well, person is really nice and generous(all this I am saying before the one reads this blog... I may not survive to see what happens thereafter) and all.... got to eat sweet.. coconut burfi..yaay!! )

Thursday, October 25, 2007

Simply Flustered

There are things which we want to believe and want others to believe. The lack of it or a deviation for it just gets one "Simply Flustered!". Its is very amusing to notice this. It beats all rationale. It makes one try too hard, in the process giving it away.
A small sign by man, is a very attractive poster for mankind.

OxyMoron

"Fighting for peace is like fucking for virginity" (purshya's blog)

The End of a Beginning






Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Jason Becker - Mr. Tambourine Man


Virtuoso in the truest sense

For those who don't know Jason, here's a humble compilation of his life history I have read about. I will update it in due time.

Here goes... (from his website)

Jason Becker is without a doubt one of the most incredibly talented guitarists and musicians to have appeared since the invention of the electrical guitar. His story is one of the most tragic and inspiring in the world of music and one that receives far too little attention. So without further ado: The History of Jason Becker.

Born on July 22, 1970, Jason was first introduced to the guitar at the age of 5. Both his father (also an artist) and uncle were guitarists from whom he was able learn quite rapidly, becoming an excellent musician at an early age.

Even at a young age we would reportedly practice for over 10 hours a day to the likes of Bob Dylan, Eric Clapton, Jeff Beck and Eddie Van Halen. He was also heavily influenced by various world music, and like friend and fellow ex-Cacophony band member Marty Friedman, Jason’s compositions often feature exotic and unusual scales. By the time he was in the sixth grade Jason was already playing local coffee houses and school dances.

In high school Jason was introduced to Marty Friedman with whom he shared similar musical tastes and extraordinary musical talent. In 1986 the duo formed speedmetal band Cacophony, releasing their first album (Speed Metal Symphony) in 1987, at the age of only 17. Hailed as a masterpiece, Speed Metal Symphony features some of the most incredible, fast, complex and melodic guitar playing ever recorded. Following the release of a second album in 1988 (Go Off!) which proved a complete commercial failure, Cacophony disbanded.

Also in 1988, Jason released his first solo album, Perpetual Burn, a must-have for any shred guitar fan, full of the aggressive, classical-influenced (Paganini, in particular was a major influence) harmony, counterpoint and sweep picking that is Jason’s signature style.

In 1990, at the age of 20, Jason was offered Steve Vai’s place in the David Lee Roth band. With David Lee Roth he recorded A Little Ain’t Enough, which is largely considered to be David’s best solo album. Jason’s career had never looked better, until disaster struck. What began as a slight weakness in his left leg was soon diagnosed as amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), a degenerative nerve disease. His doctored estimated that he had at most 5 years of life left. Although he ignored the diagnosis for quite awhile, taking it as a temporary setback that would soon clear up, by the time recording of the album finished Jason’s ability to play guitar had diminished to the point where he had to depend almost entirely on the tremolo bar for vibrato. At this point, to comfort his friends and family, he just laughed and said "no way, I have things to do and I'm invincible". This was the man who refused to accept things as they came. A fighter, an optimist he is, he made sure he had his way and went to to compose really sweet music thereafter. If already one has heard, The End of a Beginning, simply my favorite, is a must hear.

Now unable to play guitar, Jason moved to his parents’ home. There, he found refuge in spirituality, which helped him come to terms with his condition. He places considerable credit for his prolonged life on Ammachi, his guru and on the teachings of Yogananda, which he follows. Supported by loving friends and family he began to compose through his computer and released an album of original material (played by other musicians), Perspective, in 1996. Since that time his condition has stabilized and two albums of demo-tape material were released, The Raspberry Jams in 1999 and The Blackberry Jams in 2003. There have also been unconfirmed mentions of a movie about his life in the works. To this day, Jason continues to write music out of his home in Glendale, California although currently he is focusing most of his energy on spiritual healing and writing.

Becker’s official site (very informative, lots of content, lots of great articles).

"If you have control over your mind, you can do anything." - Jason Becker


Chop-Suey!!








Just Watch!!
Kidddddddddddddddd!!

Monday, October 22, 2007

Scarlett Prevails!! Hail Ferrari!!






















Perfect Night. Scintillating victory for Ferrari and Kimi!!
The force is strong with them.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

The Panic-Stricken Vs The Queen

1. White-White.

2. Curl-Curl.

3. Crack-u!!

4. The Flyers.

5. Red(now)- Black(then)

6. +/-

[:P]

Who am I?


I am NOT
whom I claim to be.
I am NOT a fraud…
I am someone,
if you know who I am,
Then I am….
I am someone
Like the wave of sea,
Washed away the sand
Many a times, yet I am
Never done washing them away!
Like the rain,
fell in the ground,
Washed in the river…
Climbed the mountain… and
Fall again like the gentle snow!

I am just me!! [:P]

Saturday, October 20, 2007

Why Me??


















Well, well. God made some this way and some that way. That is why.
All that apart, why not? :P

Friday, October 19, 2007

The Secrets of Good Times

Hey hey let's go fight!
The important thing is to answer my calls!
I'm bad, so let's fighting...
Let's fighting love!
Let's fighting love!

This song is a little stupid
It's hard to make sense of
Its English is messed up
That's OK! I do it all the time!

Hey hey let's go fight!
The important thing is to answer my calls!

DreamPark


(My Creation.... Yaay Yaay!!)
("Screw you guys, I'm going home")

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Help Yourself


Disclaimer: No suggestions intended. 100% time-pass, for the sheer love of art and cartooning.

P.S : This is what happens after you top the class in a mechanisms course but still end up with a 7 :'(

Mein to Hoon Pagal


main to hu paagal ye kahu har pal
kar koi hulchal hone de hone de
hone de hone de hone de koi deewaangi

ret mein tairna seekh le aur samundar ke upar tahal
been bhainson ke aage baja aur hava mein bana le mahal
suit lohe ka silva le tu aur pairon pe chashma laga
haath mein baandh le vo ghadi jismein ho saadhe terah baja aany
main to huun paagal ...

ped se tod le machhaliya billiyon ko tu gaana sikha
chaand ko kar de chakor tu aur suraj tikona bana
o bina pahiye ki gaadi mein chal bhool ja apne ghar ka pata
le ke haathi ko mutthi mein tu kaibre dekh le uunt ka aany
main to huun paagal ....

(Hillarious!! Don't scold me! I am the Baadshah)

Tears Fall in Silence




A leaf twirled through my window and landed in my hand
my tears fall in silence when a stranger steals my thoughts

so i cast a glance to where my world is
i let my eyes follow the wind
my tears fall in silence when my stranger steals my thoughts

i remember the night when i knew of a love song of rain
my tears fall in silence when my stranger fills my thoughts

and i wonder.....

what would i see when my pain ends?
what would i see when my pain ends?
what would be left of me?
i wonder.....

a raindrop kissed me on my forehead
and my tears fell in silence
and my stranger filled my thoughts

my tears fall in silence
and my stranger.....steals my thoughts

(This song has been written a long time back, in fact it is among one of my first. Sometimes when words could not be said, poetry to oneself is best way. I don't want to spoil the beauty of this by writing more prose here.
This is by the way, of course dedicated to the 'stranger' [:P].
Although this song has a tinge to sadness to it, I insist the piece is innately happy, no way even remotely sad)

Everybody Hurts

When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on
Don't let yourself go, 'cause everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes

Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along
When your day is night alone, hold on, hold on
If you feel like letting go, hold on
When you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on

'Cause everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand
If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone

If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on

Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes
And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Everybody hurts. You are not alone

(Lyrics of the song with the same name by REM; no particular inspiration, something I liked :))

Monday, October 15, 2007

Incomplete

Days are short, yet they seem to prolong,
You fail to know, exactly where to belong.
You want to be walking, just another furlong,
In the end however, life's always a ding-dong.

Many a things to be said, so do livelong.
Thinking about these things, I spend nightlong
I will always be staying with you, lifelong
I am hungry now, please feed me a footlong.

(Incomplete in the true sense the above lines are. Work we all have to do. Time will come and I will wright.)

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Little Things

Too often we don't realize
what we have until it is gone;
Too often, we play, we say
"I'm sorry - I was wrong."

Sometimes it seems we hurt the ones
we hold dearest to our hearts;
And we allow foolish things
to tear our lives apart.

Far too many times we let
unimportant things into our minds;
And then it's usually too late
to see what made us blind.

But got tp be sure to let people know
how much they mean to you;
And take that time to say the words
before the time is through.

Little things in life
they do mean a lot.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Disappointment Never

Tiny things we do in life take us a long way.
Likewise small mistakes we make can make us pay.
A minuscule amount of force, with a proper leverage can shake a whole mountain.
An ant can bring down an elephant.

Words are worse than arrows.
Proper choice creates unimaginable bonds.
Bad ones cause irreparable wounds.
Words are worse than arrows.

It is different how each person reacts to situations and eventually deal with them. Growing to be 21 years now, I have committed many mistakes and lucky me, my well wishers have always been kind enough to punish me for my wrong doings. As stupid a kid I was, I must have been through, if not all for forms of learning the harder way, but atleast most of them. But there are very few forms of those punishments I remember, even lesser I remember is the reason I was punished. However, there is this one incident I recall very distinctly for it was the nature of the punishment I was subjected to.

I was in 8th standard. I was to do science project with a friend of mine. I had told my mother that I would head to his place directly after school and carry out the required work. But as things turned out, I found more enterprising and entertaining options that day. Another bunch of friends decided to play cricket in the school grounds and casually invited me to join.

I thought for a second. I had permission to stay out in the afternoon, I said to myself. So yeah, I can play for a bit and then eventually go to whereever I was destined to go.

As you see, games are too absorbing, no sense of time I had, played away to glory. Before I realized, the sun was setting and the boys called it quits. I was only then that it came thundering down on me the magnitude of the time I had spent in the outdoors. I immediately called up this project partner, couldn't reach him of the phone, so informed his mother that I wont be coming that day.

Incidentally during this while, it had so happened that this boy had called up my place quite a few times in the afternoon trying to find out where I was. My mom was shocked, called up loads of friends until one of them told that there was this plan going n school about some match after classes. My mom immediately came down in an auto to the grounds, saw me there, felt reassured at heart that I was alive and safe but ,,,.

I came back home a while later in a jolly mood as if my science project was going to be the next Chandrayaan. My pant was dirty and may be torn a bit also I guess, don't remember exactly. Then my mom asks, how the project work went. Confidently I reply, "Great! but I could not complete, so will have to meet up again".

My mom didn't say a thing. I had believed that I had pulled it off perfectly and nobody needed to know about my little adventure. I never felt a little guilt or fear that I am doing wrong. I even thought I will tell this incident to mum some other happy evening and just get away laughing about it.

My mom remained silent.

I wash myself up, change and hungry that I was, ask mom for food. She puts the plate down, looks into my eyes and said two words which I will never forget.

The tone.
The surrounding.
Her face.
Her voice.
Her eyes.

"I'm disappointed", was what she precisely said.

Her eyes were swollen like a bucket filled to the brim and still being filled.
Her voice was hollow.
The surroundings fell silent, quiet. Everything went pitch dark.
Her tone was gentle, may be too gentle or broken down.

My world had come crashing down upon me. There was no need for her to even say the limited words she said. I knew I had let her down. There was nothing I could do. I did not have the courage to go up to her and say I was sorry. I sat in the corner of the room crying, or atleast trying to cry. A girl I was. It was all I knew.

All were tears go soaked up. Even they refused to wash away what I had done. I tried to beat myself up. It felt like sitting right down at the abyss and bearing the weight of the whole world upon me. I was just hoping there was a way I could what I had done.

I so wanted to go back in time just about 10 minutes back and tell her all what had happened. I wanted to remove this memory for her sake from her mind forever. Now, I just hope there could have been those heroes - Hiro Nakamura or Hessian.

I tried to talk, say things, try and try to make things normal. As a matter of fact, nothing could. Once done cannot be undone. No salvage too possible. There it was. There was nothing I could say or do to get the situation any better. Acting on impulse, I had done myself in. I didn't mean to play cricket or mean to lie to my mother after playing.

As for my mom, she was not angry at me. She was not feeling sad for what I done. She was simply hurt. She couldn't say it. It was something she had not imagined even in the wildest of her dreams despite knowing how wild her son was. She was broken. There was the loss of trust- the broken bond, unmendable may be. She was also aware that I did not mean to lie to her and that I just felt that there was no need for her to know about it, atleast then. She acted as if she could not care less. But I do know, she did not get her nights sleep. There are weird way of expressing love. Some kill others for love. Strange we people are. Others kill themselves for it. It was truly at that point that I was far more disappointed in myself that anyone else in me.

A wave of disappointment washes over me
Drowning and overwhelming like the sea
Hits me hard like an unseen wave
Unexpectedness pulled me to this cave

From that day on till this, I had managed not to hear her or anyone say that about me.
It was by far the simplest of the punishments that I had got but by far the harshest. This was not the first time I had lied but it was definitely my last. Earlier, in my younger days, I had lied about stealing a rupee for a bike sticker or a tattoo. I had even torn up my quiz answer paper because I had got less marks and told home that the paper was not distributed. In all these, I was eventually caught. I was punished. But I did repeat similar things again. I have committed blunders, that I have.

And, I think I still am in punishment.

The point here is not about lying or for that matter, my sad life story. There are instances where I have done things and could easily get away with it, without anybody knowing about it. Certain things out of free will not thinking about how it affects the dear ones around me. I am an idiot and there is no second to it. But if there is something, i have done, a mistake probably, i deserve punishment. I am gladly willing to accept it. I can live with lot of things and without a lot others. But I can't live with the guilt of a being a betrayer. For I am not. Not one bit consciously or being aware, have I done or will do things which can turn me that way. I am random. I am arbit. I am drifter also. I tend to get carried away.Yes! But amidst all this I am still the same myself.

A torn cloth can't be possibly mended, I know. But if there is still even a single strand of linen, then ......

The first rays of sunlight fall on my bed now. I sit and stare, waiting for the sun.

Sunday, October 7, 2007

Cooking lesson One: Wholesome breakfast!!

Chink's Tomato-based super-smootH red soUP-o-KhEer

Tomato paste with salt and water makes a very tasty breakfast (atleast much tastier than the 'mulee' or 'aloo' parathas we can possibly eat at mess over the weekends). Just to make things even better, the following can be added as per one's taste
Acidity Regulator -260
Stabilizers - 1442, 415
One Teaspoon of Onion Power
One Teaspoon of Garlic Power
(any other spices you like)

About 20g of this delicious preservative laden Tomato puree will ideally serve one person.

Cooking the above is not a child's game. With lot of practice, the technique can be mastered. As you have already noticed, the cooking procedure is not discussed here, as the secret art can is to be passed on by word of mouth to the worthy. So till then, Good Luck working out and Happy Cooking!

P.S: 2/23 of my reserve packets are over now :'(
P.P.S: KFC generous!!

Thursday, October 4, 2007

Classics

1. A classic houR today. Well, after all, I tiny little bump and elephants do help. [:D] [:P]

2. Casablanca is another classic, must watch sometime!! [:)]

An Elephant ODe


Ah!! Yes! Me and OD are watching random videos on his computer. This video is live footage from a safari trip in some forest. As seen from the camera, a big tiger is sneaking up on an elephant. The mahout of the elephant realizes and brandishes his cane, waving frantically in a hope to scare the tiger away. The tiger untouched, makes a jump right over the elephant's head and grabs on to the mahout. The footage ends there. We were shocked watching that and probably a little amused as well (really don't know why) but yeah.

A while later, I am standing on top of my house. It is not a very high building, a simple one-storey place. I think I am just staring at the stars, sometimes looking down on the ground, but in effect doing nothing, but happy for some reason. A bit later, I see people running wildly on the streets, running in all directions, total chaos. I couldn't understand why. What I saw then, took me aback. There is a whole army of elephants chasing down the humans on the roads. I fell back, had no strength to get back on my feet, could only muster so much to drag myself back to the corner.
I felt a sense of comfort and relief that I was not left on the road. I was one level up which was as high the elephant itself. More Joy!! My building has no stairs to get to the terrace, you have to do a monkey to get up there and I was pretty sure that an elephant could not do such a thing and I was safe. I must tell you reader, I felt totally reassured at this point that no harm could come to me. Just as these thoughts raced past me mind, one rampant pachyderm decided to come my way. I was expecting it to run straight into the house. I was about to laugh at what stupid a creature it could be. The animal would bump his head generally (like shown in Ambuja cement ads :P) and fall down, and I was half expecting to to start crying "Mummy!! Mummy!!".
Believe it or not, my calculations were spot on, were absolutely perfect till the idiotic creature started crying. It is at this point that I faltered for I had failed to think beyond. I was too happy with myself (a sense of pride too) giggling at that innocent thing. Before, I could fathom my real senses, I saw something which made me not believe in my eyes ever anymore. The mother elephant (most probably I think) was soaring in the air, a giant leap perfectly poised to make a crash landing on me. Stunned, I could not move any further. I don't know either what befell my senses. All I could was jump down my high safe point over the edge to my right.

Next thing, my head was hurting, a little bump on the back, and me rolling on the floor. A pigeon was sitting on the window sill laughing at me.

Morals of the story:
1. Don't find videos amusing.
2. Don't make fun of small kids.
3. Ambuja cement is strong but still useless.
4. When someone is crying in front of you, don't show sympathy and don't laugh, RUN for your life!
5. Elephants don't have wings, but they can still fly.
6. Always sleep with a tight blanket around yourself, a helmet would most certainly help.
7. Pigeons love to shit on men.

(There is a video thats been circulating in the LAN about a very majestic tiger leap. I just happened to watch it a few days back with OD one random late evening. The rest as you read is a recollection of the following morning.)

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

A lone star - Unbroken.



Its vibrance in the air,
No time to stare;
Meaning to be fair,
This is but a dare.

Despite this all,
There is no light;
Clouds ride in the sky,
Stars hide in fright;
I am angry,
I wanna fight;
Well whatever it is,
I just write.

Stupid things, must I crib
Silly things, out I flip
Grown up I want to be
That happening I dont see.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Lukkha-giri!

Being lukkha is not about doing nothing or whiling away your time generally. In fact, as SD rightly remarks, it is wasting time doing nothing and still managing to get noticed for the same.

Population crisis or Propogation of species?


Indians have been voted to top the list of the communities of people who get bored most easily and frequently. Here's a cartoon take on it! [:P]

IPhone - Simply awesome!!

One word : O-R-G-A-S-M-I-C


(I got to play with one of them, call it mine for little time, yaaay!!!)

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

The Sound of Music


The air around me is filled with music. I feel ecstatic!!!
And musical instruments talk :P

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Infinitely bored!


Weekend are those precious pieces of times which I long for all through out the week. It is the most fun part of the whole week with loads of sleep, eating out-eating a lot-eating good, watch movies/soaps/animes/races ...basically anything and everything or just hang around with friends hitting arbit 'night-outs'.

Its just the night of Saturday and I am feeling just totally jobless, nothing to do, absolutely nothing to an extent that I watched and analyzed Karan Johar's "Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gham" with Karthik and Fubu. (done talking, walking, football, TT, Terminator, guitar, hockey, blog reading and now blog writing too)....Thinking back now, cummon, it was Karan Johar for God's sake!! and K3G ... whoa!! . I must probably be out of my mind. Well, may be truly so, so much so that I am seriously contemplating picking up some text book and mugging.

Something happen!! Something new!! Something different!!

Just about anything......

Friday, September 21, 2007

Kannad-ness!


Much seems to be acclaimed of this concept. Giving birth to this stardom was Mr. Arbit aka PPS aka The Bum. Continuing in his footsteps, I seem to be his humble successor.

Ah! The concept simply stated is the ability to goof up in any kind of situation, even the most impossible ones you may claim. Such goof ups happen so naturally that it is virtually impossible to believe to be true. I am already called a Joke by some, I would not want to further second that opinion by describing more about myself here.

Still, just to illustrate the concept, here is an incident which happened to me today. For the 20% weightage quiz or equivalently a mid semester exam to say, I landed at the exam hall mugging the wrong portions for the same. To add to my good fortune, 80% of the paper was from the potions I had failed to study and I even managed to screw up the only question I could possible attempt correctly. This is not very grave or something for I have already slept through a quiz, didn't make a formula sheet for a horrendous exam and many more similar occurrences, all with in the last couple of weeks.

This is Kannad-ness for you!!

Though it seemed in my freshie year when PPS was around that I had miles to catch upto to reach his level of excellence of setting off for a cross country race without knowing the route and obviously taking the wrong one, I have now gained that confidence in myself which my close friends have about me so far.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

What more Can I ask for?


(Passions: All together!!)
(A beer serving bot)

Ahem!


Two years ago, PETA got a rise out of everyone from dairy farmers to Mothers Against Drunk Driving (MADD) with its tongue-in-cheek advisory to college kids that milk is so bad, nutritionally speaking, that even beer is better for you! (scientifically proven supposedly)

Why you should Beer.....