Switch

He was immune to it till now.Life was different.It was boring and mundane and usual.All before that happened.He wasnt sure about what had caused the change.The change however lingered on maliciously, grinning and smiriking everytime he tried to shake it off...All of a sudden he felt like an outlaw, massacaring people by huge numbers.He felt responsible.Kind of ironic, for a murderer.Everything seemed to be still in place.He couldnt notice anything out of the ordinary.There were clues planted, he knew , but he just couldnt find them.May be it requires patience and some more time.It just wasnt his day to figure out.He needed some fresh air ,a long due break.
The times were changing.

Snippets of an afterlife -- II

K , its gonna be called snippets of an afterlife , coz  this is the life after , whatever i am going to write in this snippet happened... :)

THis time , it was a bus.There was a crowd.Highly unpleasing to my mind of course.This means no offense to anyone present there.Its only unpleasing because they were all standing between me and her.I am not so sure about whatever i said just now though.For a second , may be i did want them around.It just made me realize that i was prepared to put in some extra effort to angle my neck away from the gentleman standing next to me to get a good look of her.She had gorgeous hair , beautiful fair skin too.Her eyes were small , but however not as tiny as , what i would call , the chinky eyes.But nevertheless....She was pretty.
I m still awed by how the human brain identifies the pretty faces.Actually ,its only pretty when ur brain tells you that its pretty.So more or less , you are hell bent upon trusting your brain anyway.So this time , i was pretty sure that i would definitely trust my brain.She was beautiful.A rare find on the way to work in a stretch that spans hardly 2 Kms.God i wish i d stayed a lil more away from my office.Of course my bus would still traverse the same route.Hm..ya i want the brigade road stretch as well....Cheap flats in Cunningham road anyone ?? :P


 ---- I would always make an effort , from now on to bring to the attention of anyone who is judging me right now, calling me a die hard romeo , that , I am temporarily out of that phase because i am a software engineer.I can only ogle.Putting love into practise costs too much time for me :) .

Vanity

Pride mattered.It mattered more to him than anything else.This was what he was told to do.He believed in it.The world always showed him that there was only one way out.That was to live life the way he wanted to, in his own terms.He wouldnt sacrifice that for anything.Anything.

It was almost time.He had to say goodbye.There was no time for that though.He decided that he wouldnt and wrote it all down on a letter.

It read -


 Dear All ( That includes all those who love me, i do not know how many) ,
           I am going to live life my on my own terms.Though as ironic as it may sound, i am going to do it by ending it.Yes , i will only be a faint memory in your heads by the time you have finished reading this and had a good hot cup of jo at your place and by the time you have your friends / those who are important to you coming to you and slipping in some sympathy..I feel happy for you , especially since my death is not going to make any difference in your lives.

Hoping that i have been a good friend.( may be i am lying to myself.I have not been , i know ..but these are my last words, i dont care if i am lying..atleast today) ....

Your Friend,
Joe.


                       The letter ended there.Another waste of life , a mind destroying itself.

Joe was schizophrenic.Arent we all sometimes...i wonder



Note : I am not going nuts.But i thought this post could be  a lil eerry for anyones liking.hence i disclaim again.. I am not a psycho !!

Live the way you want (and dont crib )

we are different colors

but the same hearts

we think we the same mind

but yet we think so different

all of us need a way to unwind

take ur tension away let your fear play

let it play and let me run away

never face it , just watch it

Yah m game , nd me so lame

This is life , this is where you fare,

this is no dare , yet thres no playin fair

look at him , gettin better and better

and look at me , makin his life better

you aint no god, you aint no soul maker

you aint no preacher aint no saint

cynics have more sense than you

while i you preach , they ignore you ?

You think you are different, ya ur boy

so are they , they dont care for ur joy

its how you get it that matters ,

at last.

Who will save the planet ?

I am really wondering if its the bad people who are destroying the planet.Ya i know this is a very corny statement.It puts in a lot of stereotypical characters in it.Esp the corporate lords, the nuclear power manufacturer,coke,pepsi etc.
But, really ??? is it them ?

M not so sure.I dont think anyone really , except some real dedicated GreenPeace workers and some environmentalists,give a damn about saving the planet.Why else would you not ask your landlord to keep a waste  disposal system?why else would you leave that paper  cup to rot on the road ?Why else will you convenience yourself with that plastic bag ?

I wonder.We are all hypocrites arent we......

We consumers are all guilty.Coz we are powerless..We are weak.We dont care.We live coz we can always make up excuses to live this way.The way we choose , the way others choose..Damn us all..


-- A hypocrite who is a member of GreenPeace.

Boys are from MaAre and Girls are from Venus.

Hmmm......I wanted to pun on that but there are some people who understand puns and who care about them.Like chetan bhagat..hahaha..
For more on chetan bhaghat twitterGATE refer twitter for #chetanblocks.

Also , coming back to the point.....

1.This week as usual was very varied in terms of entertainment.Except one occasion where i managed to ogle at one of my fav chicks (ya if ur wondering who...its no one.My fav is chick is simply the last chick whose name i do not know , and i can stare at from far away, without disturbin her or her presence   :P) .

2.This week was very very very freaky esp since my roomies and I got a new COOK..OH YEAAAH...We also got a gas cylinder / pressure cooker/gas stove tc and et al.So now i can cook.About time i started taking cooking lessons from milcom

3.Did i mention that i go running sometimes ? no ..i guess not.Please dont faint....I m kidding..naah actually m not......before u faint again..let me reassure u that i do go running in the morning when i feel like it.I am finding the bridge that crosses over the railway platform extremely hard to complete in one go.Esp since it climbs up @ some 30 degree or somethin.

4.And ya...m not wrming up on the drums thing..at home too tufff to practice /concentrate..thanks to a lot of ppl.,and my laziness..somehow i think m too sensitiv to ppl listening when im warming up.. :D ..

Silent Guilt

The deep voice beneath
Mumbles to itself
It cries without a single tear
You lose , i  win
Mumbles the other
Greed takes over,
Plight takes the other.
Guilty I am
Of not loving you
For not living your life
For not being me
For being my Ego
Being my dreams

Dreaming again ....

Its just that life , as i see it , is moer like a teaser as days pass by.It gives u the confidence to pursue what you want and then finally when you think you are ready , it pulls you up your feet and then lets u dangle upside down and lets go , and you get a nice taste of all the mess on teh ground.This was more or less what came of with my conversation with my very anonymous friend Thor also.

Thor_ obviously  , the man he is , totally refuted the idea of people wanting to do something with their life.He thought that it was good enuf that we live it and then die, and move on and so forth.This obviously , does not mean tat you just wake up every day go the boring office , borign work , come back ,nice interesting book etc...but it just means taht you are content with what you have and confident that you are doing well.So much stuff for a man who had very varied interests from S/W Engg.I was kinda surprised.
I still think its important that one follows his or her dreams and have a want to do something so that , atleast when the end comes, you would have actually ended up doing something out of that something..if not everything.... i believe in dreams , and i hope one day , those dreams realized , will take care of my belief in myself.

Snippet.

this is a new series, starting again ,from something my man anonymous told me.its an ode to random chics (mainly) or happenings on the highway/basement/street/office/cafeteria/bus/car/train et al.

 

 

I saw u in Brigade Road, my heart it skipped a beat.Thank god that i was not too upbeat coz the i would have tripped over my feet.Not too clever to be ogling blindly on a rainy day on a slippery street...Nevertheless u wer pretty...

 

Caught a glimpse of her on the way back too..This time there was waay to much stuff in my head for more mumblings..Just let her pass by and the brain refreshed itself after 30 good seconds..

 

Conscience upgrade.

So it was not just any day..It was a saturday , and ya u mite go ahead and say " Holy crap, that comes every 7 days..blah" .But ...It was not any saturday.It was the saturday before a happily single girl got married of , and more importantly (totally unrelated to the marriage ..dont make a connection..yet ! ) , my dear buddy thor , gave himself a conscience upgrade.

Me , thor , thor me , me thor , thor me...Yes , it sounds like a very unfortunate pair.The ogre from the swamp, instead of being paird up with a funny ,funny-looking donkey, instead gets paired up with a gangly , truly and well deservingly self proclaimed and provable in many other ways -- obnoxious self obsessed people loathing curly haired prick, who does not even resemble the norse god he claims himself to be in his many i(un) nfamous profiles... 

Coming back to the point, about the conscience upgrade ie..

Its not easy to stay with someone whose only aim is to get entertained from the plight of others.Esp when the others -->other and the other --> is you..

Yes , ofcorz.Me the masochist (thors analogy..) , loves every moment of it and hence this was not different from any other sessions that i v had with him..Only this time , thor seems to have struck on the little guilt patch he has been skipping over successfuly the past 100 million times...Hmmm...Fcorz. ur bound to fall some day......

I would call it still ,a conscience upgrade..

Respects to thor for all the shitloads of false ideas he has about himself.But hes a jolly good fellow with a heck of a load of good ones to .

Regards,

The Masochist.

on 2012

Preface --- Thor , my man would love this movie coz hes gonnaa bitch about it endless....

2012 is a tribute to modern movie graphics.I would even go so far to say that 2012 is the best special effects i have seen on a 70mm screen (this is coz i get to see my roomie in 3D all the time..he is something like a special effect once he is high :P ).2012 can be called the modern mans 300  :P , but it would still qualify as only a video game version of a real steven spielber moie.The director ,whoever he is , through cheap stunts (emotional ones i mean ) ,tries to bringa notion of humanness in the movie , while he actually tries to add 300 % novelty and another 200 % panache to people getting killed in huge huge huge numbers....You would know what i am talking about once you watch a fat man boxer dying while saving his kid, Ugly german accent guy crashing plane etc.

Also, these bastards who survive are made to look like heroes , while they are just plain lucky ....or should i say Plane Lucky ! Whatever that may be , the movie makes absolutely no effort to show that there are more than 30 people involved in teh whole plot, including a bengali guy , in eastern india who speaks english better than hindi....pathetic....

Thank you 2012 for the amazing effects.But u are still a lame crowd appeasing unrealistic entertainer .... This only coming from me because this theme i felt , could have brought a lot out of what could happen when the human race is in such a condition...

AN ODE - BIG TIME

This is an ode to X .

I ll call this person X , quite contarary to my usual non caring attitude towards peoples privacy , because this is supposed to be a freakin ODE ! So respect to Privacy ! M sure that this persons gonna need it as well ;)

 

Before X ,i had a head that jutted out 14 cm tall , jutting out from my body, heavily loaded with classic mallu gibberish and tam brahm tayir saadham.Thayir saadham ,you mite say is good ..Oh yes it is , but not when its INSIDE your head. :)

 

Before X , i was pretty sure that the only place where i can go wrong in life is when i decide that i will opt to be an average human being.

 

Before X, i thought that i was the single most awesome person on the planet , and everyone must be like i am.Or the way X puts it  --  " X : You expect people to be mirror images of yourself  " .That was the greatest advice ever !.Being realised in small doses.

 

Before X , i could not see why someone needed to do all the hardwork in the world.Why someone was called hardworking and why someone talented.Later on (this obviously means after X ) , i came to realize that this distinguishment was only made by the people who judged all of them.The talented ./ the untalented etc.The talented hardly make it look like they are working. :)

 

Before X , i couldnt understand what my emotions meant to me / what it meant to others.X gave me a fair perspective :)

 

X , it was nice having you around. ( X is still alive by the way. this is no obituary..will keep oding to X if i feel the need for it. )

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Civilization

I have been wondering if I would ever meet, or if i ever met , realize that i have met , a man who wanted everything.Both my questions are still unanswered / i would rather say , unrealized as i struggle with myself to understand , if i could ever put myself in that mans place.

Yes, i am not the only one.Its everyone in this world, every soul,every being that can breathe and move and feed.Every living object that includes the lush green of the amazon and the dried up flora in the Thar.Everything.
Scary the prospect is sometimes , when you think that your Best Friend Might stab you , if he is facing a situation where he might be killed if he doesnt kill you.Thats the bare minimum he would ask for.Life, survival.No one would dare to argue.Your Life Vs Mine ? Chances are i ll choose mine..
Scary the prospect is sometimes,when you think that you might be someone elses dinner ( indirectly.say,murder for money) when the Killer has little choice but to kill you or get killed.
Scary,is the fact that , looking into yourself to seek the truth,would yield along with the truth,the supreme love for yourself as the worlds ultimate formula.
Scary is the world , when you realize that , the man Charles Darwin was not a complete jack ass , when he said that the world lives on the principle of the survival of the fittest.

Bottom Line
-- Civilization is the only thing that keeps you from running for your life.Respect it.

She

All i can hear.

all i can see

all i can do

all i can spell

all i could dream

all i could sing

all i could write

all i could feel

naah , not her

was me all the way.

Lifes so fucked up

even poets dont care.

 

-- Devoted to all the imaginary illusions/halllucinations/infatuations that iv had in my past life ( pre - post time :P )

Headphone Miracle

Just realised that fixing a headphone can be as easy as blowing a nice clean breath of " fresh " "clean " air into the soundholes.I know you are going to start wondering what the problem was.No , it wasnt the dandruff /earwax stuck on its surface / yesterdays lunch /dinner or the likes, i know you think m being crazy by suggesting such a solution, but Iff (if and only if ) your headphones have a bass distortion problem , with teh bass sounding like a DJ turntable gone on a not so pretty merry go round ride / like your maid sweeping an entire floor stuck with sandpaper -- Please try this method.IT MIGHT JUST WORK.COZ IT WORKED FOR ME..

 

I would also like to thank

 

 1. Landmark - For replacing my babies (senheisser earphones ) ,who had a low bass tolerance , twice ! (these might have worked with my current invention ), inspite of spoiling the second one in a matter of 3 days (bass soemhow was busted).

 2.Senheisser , you guys rock.Please keep making such brilliant,affordable (800 bucks flat ! ) earphones with such supreme bass definition.I know, some guys are gonna tell you that bose is the best and bass aint so good in large quantities etc etc..but dont listen to them.BOSE headphones had shit for bass when i plugged them into my economy mp3 player.

 3.Shankar Ehsaan Loy - Thanks to you .Otherwise i would have never bought these babies :) ..

 4.To my babies (aka earphones ) -- Please keep playin those wonderful tunes.Thanks for introducing me to true bass and Naresh Kamath . I would have never noticed it on the Philips.

Yay !

I consider myself extremely privileged/lucky/very very lucky to have met Mr Mithun Puthanveetil, Drummer, Avial. :) :) :)

 

Avial had come down to Kyra , Indira Nagar,Bangalore for performing this Sunday Oct 25th and well , they blew us all away with their performance.Truly masterclass band with amazing compositional skills.

-- Along with their usual mindblowing Karukara,Nada Nada,Aadu Pambe , they also managed a fusion between the karnatic "Alaipayuthey Kanna" and the trademark avial sound.The singer Jyotsna (not the mallu fat woman :P .She was new to the circuit i think ) , blew everyone away with her mature and sweet brilliantly pitched (classical singers are so good at that) , rendition of the song :).Mindblowing...

 

-- The singer tony john went like this on the amazing 10 minute outro of this song -- " ari vachathu mathiyo ? ... njangal ethra venamengilum ari vekkum..." means " u think its cooked enuf (the rice ) ...? we can keep on cooking (rice , rice == ari ) ) .. #commonmalluexpression :P.

-- Rex and Benny (i think tat was the basists name ..sorry benny if tats not ur name :P ) , wer amazing..they too seemed blown away by jyotsnas prowess...

 

--- Totally amazing band given the fact taht they enjoy the music they play SOOO MUCH ! they can just play on and on and on ! The drummer must be doing like 150 pushups a day or something for staminna like tat !

 

 

Needless to say, my all time fav drummer (after lars of corz ..i v been following him on the headphones for 1 whole year ! ) , stood before me smiling, no celebrityness showing anywhere round his vicinity, and i went GA GA GA....Truly an inspiration he is and i hope i can play like that someday..

 

FK ALL THE MARKERS IN THIS WORLD AND FK BALL POINT PENS that dont write on wood...Otherwise i could have managed and autograph on my sticks also :( ....

 

 

 

I can go on and on about them .. but tat would mean some exaggerations turning into bragging and murder of whatever happened there yesterday......

Wake up SID !

Yes , it was a nice movie.Very cute.Konkana is 27 in the movie..a lot lesser than she looks ,but atleast they made it a point that shes approachin middle age . Lovely.
Sid is a kid in the movie.Fails exams.Very Karan Johar type character.Exclusive Ranbir kapoor stuff added.Nice acting.Ranbir kept me hooked to the movie.Loved the music.Iktara is a mindblowing number.(i think its credits to amit trivedi - Dev D fame) . The rest of the songs by Shankar Ehsaan Loy ,as usual are all very elegant and simple.Hoping that i can pull some stuff off , like the Life is crazy acoustic guitar solo.Somehow getting a feeling that these day,s the hindi music industry has started becoming very friendly with the unplugged , concert like productions.Not much of the pritam-bollywood-style being seen among Shankar-Ehsaan -Loy and the others.

Kudos to Karan Johar , for sticking to his traditional style.Atleast , he is not claiming that he makes real movies :).Somehow, i still dont think that Wake up Sid got all that cute as it was inteneded to be, esp coz the plot seemed to be lacking .We all knew where the movie was gonna end....No complaints though.I think it was worth watching . :)

-- Interesting how K Jo makes sure that every hero/heroine in his movies has atleast one Fat friend.Wondering if he thinks that doing it makes the movie realistic.

ME LIKES (no family.here.that d b too judgmental )

1.Waking up at my grandmas place with the birds "tweeting " all around me

2.Taking rounds around the Iyer studded streets in tvm,gazing around for good chicks.(no other place where they roam free ther,seriously :P)

3.Doing the same old gaming-eating-gaming-sleeping routine at me and my friends place

4.Exploring nature , in the bush infested backyard of mine and my neighbours

5.Singing carelessly in the alleys of my college, flat,apartment,office (i wish )

6.Growing my hair, tying it back. (ya sounds girly)

7.Sound of my guitar

8.Rhythm of my heart

9.Her brown eye

10.Avial !

11.Jaymz Hetfield

12.Mithun Puthanveetil ( hes a drummer.m not gay :) )

13.Poetry

14.Philosophy

15.Physics

16.Her brown eye (the other one )

17.Beautiful hair

18.Beautiful eyes

19.Innocent smiles

20.Groovy Bass

 

ODE to my super roomie

This one goes out to my super roomie.
It was as usual a very cold and lazy morning.Woke up , slept of again,took a bath ,got out for the office, only to find my mobile missing.......
Me being the ultimate fighting machine in top shape ready to run after a speeding merc at a 100kmph, decided not to waste so much adrenaline and energy for such a feudal purpose..i already have the internet, mom doesnt call in the morning , i have no girl friends who call me on my phone and hence no dependency issues till 6 pm.No need to rush tiger..just rush to the office and give mr roomie a call..Exactly what commenced was exactly wat was planned and exactly wat my roomie said was not so exactly as planned.Plan A - down in the dumpster dead and buried (kudos to Sidhu ji. )

Found out a good 30 minutes later that Mr Roomie actually went all the way back to the flat to get my cellphone after climbing a good 120 steps or so.Wow ! and well.That too back from the exact same place i was when i had decided to give it a skip.Now thats being a roomie..

SO , now i have a super maid and a super roomie... :) :)

Wake up Shreck! - the viv effect !

K , i know , this like one of the most fd up cliche ,overly used ,rarely taken for a sensible , subbject..just like the movie is ,atleast as far as i heard from my sis and Vivek ,who incidentally has something similar for the topic of his blog -- that its almost like a mix of many bollywood movies with lakshya being the main chunk of the concept..and well ican find similarities from the trailers too...and well some obvious dissimilarities i cant seem to explain..

 

Well teh similarities are too overwhelmingly unoverwhelming..so here i go with my dissimilarity list...

 

Dissimilar --

1. Ranbir kapoor stands up on his leather covered car seat ,takes off his shirt and waves like andrew flintoff (he has the patent since he did it first and not saurav..sorry DADA)..Hrithik never did..M wondering WHY , esp since that would have fetched him a john Rambo status in lakshya...

-- Men Taking off clothess...Karan johar Effect i SAY.. :P.

2.Ranbir Kapoor, k lets just call him Sid .ya tats the second difference!..the names ! good goin.they dint totally copy lakshya :P

3.Thirdly, of cors (it must have been secondly but for the awesome secondly tat icame up within a matter of seconds ) ,Ranbir Kapoor falls for Konkona sen, the fat looking TV reporter /journalist/writer (i agree tat shes a good actress..but shes not playing an actress in the movie.I think hence tat my point is justified in saying tat shes not apt for the role.esp since shes staring against a 18 yr old kid... )--- INSPITE OF BEING A PHOTOGRAPHER !! isnt tat somehow an irony..? or is he tryin too hard to see beauty everywhere... m confused..

-- Karan Jo Bhai, does not seem to be interested in girls at all...get me a heroine ! and stop playin them down .. !! (feel bad for priyanka chopra in DOSTANA too..except for some very good scenes :P ) --

 But , Hrithik did alrite wit preity in Lakshya..Kudos to Farhan. :)

4.And last but not the least...something good atleast...is the presence of Amit Trivedi in the form of Iktara.a very soothing song..seems to have been sung by Shankar Mahadevan in the chorus....

 

== waiting to watch this movie.nd hopefully all these will mean nothing after that . hopefully no gay stuff as well :P

AMP-mU-TED !

It was only me to blame...an amp in the place of the mic would have done wonders..just so FD up....y cant they keep an amp and y was i so overconfident that there would be a mic stand / an amplifier / a monitor in a corporate get together party..man, this isnt a rock concert !. .

 

 

Stupids learn atleast..so here is to my learning spree...

 

Devoted to the lacklustre performance by me....absence of a mic stand.and lots more...Kudos to the singer though.she was fantastic..

 

 

---CIAo..:( ..

lay em by

lest they do it , i wont cleave
neither make my mind believe,
for the truth that can never you see
will remain shrouded until all they heave
a sigh of relief a smile of joy,
reap em up oh boy , oh boy
mind mind elates with the world heavenly
yes there you are, my heart , i say
gently gently..
forever a cynic , i shall surrender,
to no one but the great blunder,
i told myself , the worlds man maketh,
but i forget , that the world maketh the man.
i shall scale those mountains unscaled by many,
tell myself there wernt many,
if think so others , so will thee
for gods never noteworthy,
hard to believe whats harder to see,
for gods , never noteworthy.

- based on some conversations i had with my friend about ending war and starting a peace process.also based on the documentary i saw on discovery channel about the peace for a day mission to make 21st sep a global ceasefire day.

Rahmans Back!

BLUE -- A R Rahman was sure to kick but.......

but..te Butt wasnt kicked really...i really wanted him to , oh yes i swear .I was sure that he would break all boundaries with BLUE , especially since he got Kylie into this whole thing..But NO.NO..NO! ....
Somehow , somewhere, i felt that A R wasnt really gettin all the freedom he needed in this movie..
BLUE :
1. The blue theme song , is just a normal theme song , with an absolutely fantastic techno added to it.Now thats always trademarked rahman stuff.Liked it , dint luv it :( .I donno y i always want kick ass stuff from him :) .
2.The song Bhoola Tujhe is a stunner ! The song starts of with a very smooth note ,which turns into a nice soothing sax/cello kinda score( i donno wat instrument is playin at the back) ,reminding you of a ship sailing off the shore.Perfect mixing with the guitar as well..Its one of my favourite Rahman mixes ever ! Absolute feel and melody in just 10 seconds.Now that always is Rahman ...And the song is brilliant in every way.The interludes , the way the song floats from a slow ,a-little-mono-tonic mood to a very full fledged energetic one.Again effortless.
3.The other songs are all good , but i did not find any of them special.esp the tunes.I dont understand the logic behind any of the songs.The lyrics i found very normal.And shitty.....
Chiggy wiggy is Okay though...but not genius.And Rahmans tried to put in the piano everywhere, but the rest of the songs and the mixing hides the whole of it.Sadly this album is 6/10 for which bhoola tujhe gets 6/5 !


INTERVENTION !!
Forgot the song ,yaar mila thaa saiyya..Now this is nice .Udit narayan kicks ass and so does madhushree...Absolut awesomeness...but still its only 4/5 .. :)


DISCLAIMER : IM not a professional musician or anything.So this is just my opinion.No measuring beats , harmonies ,rhythms .No judging skill nor style.No bullshit.Just plain rambling.s.......

yet to be "figure"d out.

You see,

Life is a sea,

a deep BLUE sea... (BLUE ,latest music release by aRR..bhoola tujhe is a blockbuster)

And Life as i was sayin, brings along with it a big stinkin , amusing,breeding , proliferating litter of changes and mysteries.Now , of all that crap i just said, I find many of them worth pursuing.

Number 1 .

Girls --as i got older->Ladies--as i got older->Women--as i got wiser->Stop.

The above graph,which is quite uncomplicated in its complexity ,even more uncomplicated than the complex set of stupid complex complexities being complexly built by me ,reminds me of what might also happen in my Life...

Girls , are after all ,very intriguing objects in a mans ,and sometimes in a womans life..They are the quintessential hope that , one man carries in his heart atleast for a finite period in his entire lifetime and if not lucky enough , he gets to carry that Quintal-unessential to the end of his life as well.Now , lets not digress.As i was saying.A woman is a mans way to show the world that he is not a loser,the way to show that he can succeed in this rather entertaining and at the same time , if looked at from a very farsighted angle --- married men have this angle quite figured out at their disposal anytime ,available for free sale as advice,no one take em for the same reason--- can look very very scary....

So what is it that women do...? what causes love ? WTF.no one knows...all iknow is that a beautiful girl can make you forget the last beautiful girl you saw, the work thats left for the day,the breakfast for the day,lunch for the day and sometimes if lucky enuf you will manage to have the dinner for the day - with her .Beautiful girls, may it be in form or spirit or in heaven (metaphor for angels . .:)) will always act as the fountain of mana in the magic that is life ..oh yes.You donno y u love them , nor do you know y u live for them....

--- Dedicated to all the pretty chicks iv checkd out in the past years of my life.

spawn - taneous.

There is something about music tat gets you.Sometimes , it takes you on a high and sometimes,you try too hard....

The good thing though , is that unlike beethoven was , m not deaf..and i know wen it starts sucking....And hence no tryin too hard today..(im sure that the mosquitoes in the terrace had something to do with this .. )

Tomo is another day...Hopefully i ll have the whole of it.

-- Tried to play my guitar today..Sad day for the guitar.

Somebody stop me...

Bloggin is almost like drinkin...wen u dont wanna ...u really wanna !!!!!

wen u cant , u really wanna,...

wen u think ur post is gonna suck...u really want it to... (this is not similar to smokin..but still..)

 

 

 

RIte in the middle of shit now,and this is all i can think about..BLOGGIN...

 

..audie....

Scaling the himalayas and my drums teacher...

You can always stand back and make a boolean decision on whether you can scale the himalaya or not.Its way too easy to condense the whole process in the mind and ignore all teh small fringe errors to come up with an answer that involves thresholding the Possibles against the Impossibles.What you judge to be impossible and possible can change based on how much excess food you had on the lunchbreak , who shouted at you 1/2 an hr back,how many times you got pummeled by your manager on a workday,what the previous day was (sunday always good ) etc.

 

If you are still in the water about what i am saying..well its just my way of saying "Its too dumb to be imagining the situation in your head than actually doing it..."

If you think you cant play the guitar,stop thinking , play it.

If you cant crunch numbers,stop thinking about it and start crunching until you are good at it.

If you cant impress a chick,stop trying to impress her ! :P - The only exception to the rule, liberty of breaking this is inversely propotional to the number of big brothers the girl has.

 

So much to be said.All springin up from my drum teachers statement ":THers only one thing ....Practice.Stick practice takes care of everything else" -- Legend.

 

A big bow to the genius  ---  on teachers day.

So much recession!

Well, recession is having its effect on me.

Firstly , u know that ur not ur managers favourite and u got so much stuff to do and bloody hell - even ur managers got a heck of a lot of work from his manager and so on, and your project is only less baked up than a solidified chicken broth....... AND even MORE SMELLY !!

 

Yes ONLY WORK WISE !

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Repercussions...

1. Chords picked up == almost null...mayb some 3-4 fundas on sus chords and shit.

2.Songwriting == again. ..meagre.Best song has been an almost B-SIde ka baap B-side - "Would i have loved you if had met you yesterday" ...Sad sad state of affairs well explained.THough the song is a legend in my books....:P

 

----JUST F**K IT PHASE ----

 

Now lifes all about doing it and dumping it and going along as if nothing has happened.Brushing of all the shit of my shoulders on the weekends and squandering like a squirrel in its puberty, virtually (not literally ) , humpin all that comes my way (thatt means goin hyper about all the stuff -- like movies,songs ,movies songs,coffee,coffee day,games,Linux,guitar,drums,girls,more girls,hotter girls in brigade road....___)

 

-Lifes also about tolerating your roomies,who can get as crazy and weird as you.Well even weireder....but in our world , being weird is normal ! (FYI --- but being more weird doesnt count as more normal.)

- Getting the sarcastic kick out of Sach Ka Saamna,

- Watching the lamest shows on TV when you are jobless

- Talking pointlessly about failed relationships...and NOTHING !.<this is cryptic.only my roomie know..so ignore it if u r nt HIM !>.. (this is being practised upto today like some kind of an alcoholic drink... by my roomie ie).

 

 

PS : I know my roomies are not gonna read it.

Bux --- if u do , leave a message.

 

 

Dil Se..re re rewatchin .. (sha sha sharukhs only good one)

I love the photography in this movie.Lighting so subtle, smooth shadows,beautiful faces just barely illuminated to show their outlines.May be the photographer meant it in an art movie kinda way or something i donno.It made the movie look more beautiful than it might have been,had it been shot by some bollywood karan jo photographer.

What is worth watching is how the photography slowly keeps you more and more hooked to the movie.The way it portrays the beauty of the scenery around,the subtle dialogues all the more complementing the careful picturization of very delicate , silent scenes.If you really do watch this movie , and especiall if more than once , you will observe that it is the silent and subtle scenes between manisha and shah-rukh that keeps the spirit of the movie alive.The credit definitely goes to Santosh Sivan for that.And obviously hats off to Maniratnam too.

I do not indend to turn this into a draggin movie review.Just thought that i might share what i exactly like about this movie.On its 20th or so re run.Watch it if you havent already.

If you are a fan of photography /anything visual , do tell me if this felt like shit to you.

Will just leave you with some stuff that i liked.

Awesome scenes with very little lighting include:

--- The scene where Manisha meets Shah-rukh in the AIR studio.Only the viewing hole forms the single source of illumination.

---- Shah-Rukh in the AIR studio again, illuminated by a single table lamp , in the Aye ajnabi song.Awesome.

Fact :: People look a lot younger with lesser lighting..... :) .Preity looks 15... :P

Shitty Scenes ::

The stunts in the movie somehow, i felt brought out the monotony of the camera work.Very little of what existed though.Scary !

I am reading my first autobiography.NoT MY autobiography.Well , as long as i can remember , reading books have not really intruded into my other day to day activities.But this autobiography stuff is pretty scary,especially when its as heavy as this one - Mahatma Gandhis' "The story of my experiments with Truth " is having some profound impacts on my day to day activites.

Somehow , now i v started thinking about conserving money, cleaning my room,reading more books,improving my handwriting,cuttin down on my talk etc etc.Waiting for the effects to wear of though......!

Some more books have caught my attention lately ,which include a book called 1984 by George Orwell (its on my shelfari bookshelf..check it out for more info) and ofcorz the - Lord of the Rings,which , i think deserves a try , if not more given the fact that, i am not interested in fantasy all that much.

Enuf of Books..and this post i guess.Got nothin much to talk about except that the thought of going to office is creeping in again since its late sunday.So , i guess its an end to all the fun i v had here at home.Need to get into a very very Air Conditioned Volvo thats gonna rub my throat raw and then catch some sleep at blore and continue the Work Life..OH MAN !!!

Looking back.

The past teaches us.The past teaches us ?? THe PAST TEACHES US ?

Hmm...hmph...K straight to the point let me be,The past taught me that im getting more and more retarded,more and more limited in creativity,joy and more importantly common sense.I m also turning into a girl FYI , coz rite now if you check out my blog , you will definitely find more poems than short stories or overly exaggerated descriptions of seemingly insignificant events .This howver seems to be because the IT life is ,well ,making me bend down and let IT ... hammer......Ya u get it.

 

So from next time, i swear to god , the mother of all gods , the big daddy of the mother of all gods that I will most definitely try to exaggerate every single teeny tiny bit of every single teeny tiny moment that passes by ,in a time that is conducive enough for me to switch on Gmail and type more than a 100 words.If those many are enough.

 

Now lemme get back to work and boredom .. (ignore the redundancy if you see any)

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Tirupati- Part II

Yesterday was torture , joy,entertainment ,more torture,bankrupcy,mercy and lucky ass gets a free lift , coupled with not so lucky ass walks all the way to the beginning of the hanging bridge at 3 in the morning (k that was technically, today.but all part of travel).

But all worth it.Why may ask some lonely souls reading this blog.Well..it was all worth it because i got to attend a wedding reception.(Glad i did, coz usually i have this tendency to kick weddings in the ass coz they are usually pretty depressing.Reminds you of how much fun he /she is missing once married .. :) Neway Thats how their life is .hehe) ,and also got to visit this great place that is Tirupati.Mom was pretty depressed that i dint visit the temple and all inspite of being there."Ya mom, i was there ,hardly had 3 hours of stay and i am pretty sure that i would not have enough patience to last alone in a queue that spans kilometres,even if you think thats a Myth!!.".My friend though,had arrived there a day earlier and quite somehow,managed to pull offf..well ....All the hair on his head !! No .No miracle.Just a bald head.I think it somehow suits him,Especially since from now , i would not be pitying his bald patches...

Hmm now ,back to tirupati!

Quite a scenery that place is got.Beautiful mountains,beautiful tropical weather.Humid ,Rainy nice and sultry.. :P. Very well maintained too..Not like the last holy place i came across.Kanchipuram(not really clean..NO nO.).Absolutely Cool place to be in if you want to lay back and let your mind be at peace.Did not have much time to fool around though.Hardly had 3-4 hours in which i had to get to the guest house with my friends who i had ganged up with and then go show my face at the wedding reception and hop on back..So Kinda sad that i couldnt check it out that well.

Hoping that i can get one more trip there some time soon...

Until then the wait is on.

Tirupati .

Was in tirupati for around 5 hrs or so.The place is great.But never got a chance to go to the great temple.Not that i fancy it , but i would definitely like to visit it atleast once.The scenery is great and the town so bloody beautiful.

Angel fo sin.

Pristine lands,pristine minds

Sunny days and green grass

The humming birds fluttered

Flowers bloomed,

The breeze blew

Rains broke into sprays

Lillies bathed in the mist.

I watched out the window,

a misty curtain of fog

hid behind it ,my darling of all

Waited for it to wilt,wither and melt away

The rain it seemed,would never give away

All that jazz and my new teacher

All that jazz ? I v always wondered what jazz was...atleast i wanted
to have some superficial info.Googlin always confused me.It wasnt
really jazz until you could experience it.And well ,God gave me one
helluva jazz drummer for a teacher.Amazing man,amazing teacher amazing
DRUMMER!.Really can find no words to describe him.Every time he picks
up those sticks,u donno what hes gonna play.I promise.Magic is what
some humans can do and most others cant.And this,is jazz he says.Jazz
i magic.Oh yeah........

FYI -- TO all those ppl who think jazz is shit....I thot so too..its
not really engagin unless you start listening to it.It doesnt hit you
intially coz it never tries to.Its genius u need to see to
believe..rather LISTEN to.Like learn relativity to appreciate
Einstein...Or atleast give it a try :P....

---mondayne......

K, today is tuesday and im yet to start watching bleach.I have not listened to a new U2 album for the past 2 months.I have not listened to an AR number in the past 2 weeks.


Thats me,i still love all that stuff , but cant figure out how im not doing it.
Still listening to metallica,playing some guitar,figuring out drums.But thats all there is left.My lifes comparable to a parchment ,ageing ,yellowing slowly giving all the details away,reduced to blotches barely distinguishable from one another.......

Good vs Bad

The devil and miss prym is on now..MY cousin told me that paulo coelho
is an ass who teaches ppl how to live.I would quite easily
disagree...He doesnt tell you how its done,but poses the same
questions that you had about life, gives his views and simply lets you
wonder on about why things are the way they are.Quite an amazing guy
to have such a brilliant sense of the plot of every story he
writes,quite a guy,seeing the way he weaves every little detail to
make such a complex message so simple.No high sounding words no
adjectives no abbreviations no intricate puns (PUNS only mean strict
word play..there are lots of hidden meanings though!! )

Loving the book so far..Sorry cousin..its goodbye to your theories on
P.Coelho for me... im lovin it..

Blatantly denying entertainment.....

Looks like god was out of fun today and plenty on pain in the ass..so
hes given me some extra...sitting infront of my vintage 90s 17" CRT
monitor,burning my ass and eyes off to solve issues which human eye
can never detect....and finally the fix would ultimately,somwhere
down the line , generate a bug big enuf to blow ur eyes out...pretty
much the same situation my brains are in....smoky and smel..y.y.y

no wonder they are called bugs......bugger..s...

The Incomplete world.

i reap souls

i sow misery

i saw love,

nothing but bribery

for want of trust

for the want of a bribery

for the want of money

enforced slavery.

Heart tore hearts,

hate crushed hate

love crushed love,

war crushed a war

and a spar crushed a spar

man crushed man

blood mixed with blood

No one left the young,

no one left the dead

burnt them all alive

left were the women,

for reasons untold

under seething whispers

what story may unfold

cursed are the mankind

cursed are we

cursed are the innocent,

brought to the world by the sinned.

I ll watch on until theres a chosen one..

The Promise

It was too early for the sunrise,

But i woke up, the world still

My eyes they drooped, my legs dropped still

I walked against their will

(Walked on walked on )

Hey there you are ,

Descended from the stars

Dont wipe those tears ,

You were far.

The mountains told a story , all over again.

The breeze whistled our favourite song

The morning mist was sweet again

Never to go away again

You had promised, never to disappear

But then you left,

Had you promised ,never to return again

When i realised , i wept.

sat-er-dayy moreneeng...

Guess wat i did yesterday !!

K , m chucking all the build up i had in mind,obviously they sucked , so here it goes...

I had gone for a violin and piano concert in the allianz francaias in Bangalore and they were amazing!

The man was reading staff notations and playing on ..a.t the same time ! Thats the first time i have ever seen someone live doing that ! Plus the stuff they played were Bach,Beethoven and random french artists (sorry artists , i forgot ur names), and hence needless to comment on the quality of the compositions.Makes me wonder what i am doing in this world calling myself a student of music..Its really getting close to the analogy " Hey look i look like superman...all i need to do now is wear my underwear outside my pants" ....

So , the music concert really rocked and this makes me really wanna learn the staff notations so that i can play awesome,like live streaming kinda music .. (Yes , you learn the staff notations and then u just read them and play on, like you are reading a book.Its real easy...Just a hint though.It takes around 5 years to master.NOT like reading a book.... :P)

End of it all me and the other guys sat down in a non veg restaurant where i ordered vegetarian food (and they pitied me , pitied me beyond what they thought that i could take :P),and started talking about classical music.I just blanked out and managed to keep focus on what they were actually talking about,instead of slipping into passive autopilot mode (No not the one joey does ..tan tan tan..no...I was really tempted to replay the whole piano piece in my mind though..atleast visually .. ).I slipped in some questions too btw...that was great considering my complete ignorance when it comes to classical music .. (well, generally too it isnt too great..but .i dint have to tell u taht...taking it off the blog is against my ethics..ehehe)

Split up by 22:30 hrs and i roamed around aimlessly on a one way looking for a bus that goes the wrong way......An auto guy told me tat it was a one way and i did the " Oh watever , tat wasnt stupid..it was a major work out" kind of shrug and headed for the sivaji nagar stand.Managed a cab till there and somehow found my way home by 1:00 AM .The rest as they say is reSTory...!!zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....

Travelogue - I

Yes , finally , i get to write a travelogue , and its not about the experience i had ,trying to catch some sleep after 15 hrs of work , in an AC bus with a 90s mallu movie playing in the background..Yaaay..

Bombay , is one of the most beautiful cities i have visited so far.Sure , it has a lot of negatives , by which i mean the slums that you see all around it.The infinity of wannabes and most importantly the "unimportant" unemployed who stach all their dreams in a 150 Rs ticket that brings them to the city they call their own,Aamchi mumbai.

The place is great if you look at how well oiled it is for such a big city.Yes , you might have heard them all shouting at the mumbai corporation all their lives for spoiling their drainage system and crap like that.The point is that people can always shout at the Govt for amenities that never exist.This ofcourse is the first rule among the countless ones that we can use to excuse ourselves from social responsibility... (i wonder why people never took up rainwater harvesting...hmmm..)..

The awesome part -I

The must see in Bombay , the one place you cannot miss,the one place if you miss, will make you equivalent to a college goer who has not tried watching a single episode of how i met your mother .. (its awesome, just had to put it in somewhere..) , is the greate MARINE DRIVE ! (if you lost the context , read again... :)

Marine drive is like the big daddy of all sea shore views in india.I can swear that there can be no other place like it , anywhere in india , simply coz india definitely has no city which has managed to bring up about a 150 skyscrapers arranged in a clean circumference of a semicircle which inturn gapes ,to a million nautical miles of an endless ocean (k technically , its the arabian sea...yes,its not a million nautical miles or anything...).They say its view is absolutely brilliant at night with all the lights and everything.Never managed to catch that.Had to make a choice between that and the train .

Wah-Taj

It would be impolite , not to mention a big chunky sandwich which we had on the way.Mumbai style ofcourse...Huge volumes of cheese and masala..(in a sandwich ..yes !)

Then it was the Taj Hotel,the big daddy when it comes to the maximum coverage for a building in a day without excess replay.. ( K that is an overstatement , but it got a lot of live coverage )...not to mention the monument of how stupid pakistan thinks we indians are..(Pakistan needed bigger evidence,i thought the Taj was big enough..)

PS : We went to see the gateway of india , it stood there masking yet another beautiful view of the mumbai sea coast...( :) ).But it would be really rude if i said that it didnt add to the incredible beauty of the city at all...(its a pity that i did not get enough time to see it up close.).

The not so whirly sealink !

The worli sealink looks beautiful,traverses around 4.5 km by sea , and charges you around 75 for a one way cruise for it and if u are a person who is just wanting to take a round trip around it just like me , understands that you are not going to come around this place too often and the makes you pay only 110 for the whole trip..The sea is beautiful, the coastline beautiful, and now add to it the incredibly symmetric trusses that emanate from a 50 ft tall titanium rod-pillar ,arranged beautifully ,forming moire patterns with the adjacent pillars...God , lemme tell you, made the moire patterns for good..."Yes, sometimes beauty is confusing"... .. is what he might have wanted to say... :).The sea in worli isnt bad too .We managed a nice 1 hr sit on the barricades which opened up to a 10 ft fall to a shore that was hardly 10 metres , before the sea came up and gobbled it up again......I thought it was hard to find beauty in shoreless seas, but then mumbai proved me wrong.

Mocha~

The friend that he always has been, or should i say the really confused and crazy fudge he always has been , and as a matter of fact we all have been, any plan involving a long pipe tat spews out smoke almost propotional to the amount of desperate love for nirvana you put into it, always brings out a shrill YES DUDE ! in a matter of micro seconds..well , i dint say everybody agrees to the plan ,take for instance me the non - smoker. . well , the only non - smoker...But wen tough times like these come where you need to sacrifice your obvious shortage of options for nothingness,....Well .. u have to..

The coffee at mocha was deplorable though, the girls i might have liked to have coffee with were not - so -deplorable , which would again be too-much-of an understatement.I wonder what happens to those chicks who migrate from bangalore to bombay...Do they get hotter ? find it hard to survive coz there are too many mumbai chicks who hardly have to try nor carry any o those fake english accents or go for flat 50 sales...nor fake gucci....Hmm i wonder , what would happen to the fake chicks ,if the world were Bombay.....

"Friends never say Goodbye " -- Elton John (and lots english speakin folks.Eltons more famous..Ever wondered how all the ppl say the same thing and only the famous one gets lauded for it ? wtf ! like amitabh bachan sayin Shabba Khair .. feel bad for those urdu ppll... :( )

K M DEVIATING>......IT was time to say goodbye to our dear friend leaving for a quest beyond the oceans and hills to find his destiny, the vending machine in the computer science department which would puff out a pack of pod,the way i see it if hes planning to do whatever hes doin here in india,in an american way... :P

Nah ! fuk it ! It was time to say goodbye and we did in our usual fkoff dude way.Hugged .. somehow, and then managed to run to the Parel railway station.The local train never cheated and we reached Dadar in around 5 mins.All i remember after that is gulping down an old russian salad sandwich and goin to deep slumber and waking up to see some real beautiful scenery in karnataka.....

Home sweet home..was not so sweet again .. (in ref to the bangalore home ,with no sea coasts.)

TAG IT ALONG !

Guys, another demonstration of my deplorable sense of humour.

1.What i would do if i had a quarter : Theres pretty much nothing i can do than get it exchanged for money.this is india.

2.If i get a million dollars : first count it to make sure that its a million dollars and then recount to confirm...by this time , if the dollar rate goes up, i would keep a close eye on the foreign currency inflow to further assure if it would go down or go up.If it looks like its gonna go down ,it has been atleast 10 years since i got the money since im a retard and knows nothing about economics or foreign currencies and all that shit.The way inflations going now , tis probably worthless by then (taliban bombing the US off mite have a part to play in this too ) so for the existing exchange rates all i ll b able to afford is an apple ipod from the next door rupee store....

3.If i ever win a lottery : Shudder awake from sleep , check my sheets and then go pee..

4.If Thor declares himself Gay : I wouldnt be surprised, i would still ask the girls to watch out...

5.If my best pal falls in love with a girl : Blame myself for choosing a friend who is not a bigger loser than me.

6.If i get good comments on this blog : I ll declare myself the shakespeare of the contemporary times and write stories of love triangles between 3 bisexual guys and how they feel the same about each other (eh,give that one a whirl :))

7.If i get stuck in Landmark : Get the entire friends DVD (originale ) set and then go on the same rerun...The original part really doesnt make a diff...its just tthat i dont think they ll have particularly good internet connections...

8.If i get A R Rahmans studiio for a day : freak out and declare myself a schizophrenic....

9.If i feel like im running out of stupid ideas : just wait,drink some water...wait for it to come...

10. yes ..now i gtg..nature calls....

Week ENDer..

K .so heres wat happened this week....

Got one of my fantasises from 5th standard to materialize...no no ..i wasnt a precocious pervert,though i was just the same lazy ass that im now..may be just a lil lighter.So back to fantasy...

1.well i just had fever..ya tats all..and i skipped office...

2.People in my office thought that i was down wit swine flu.. ( just let your imagination fly)

3.Now my roomie thinks that too..

4.Skipped office for two days,so its almost like school days now.... M LOVIN IT>>.!!!

5.Missed my colleagues send off party though , coz of the fever and i ll try make up for that this weekend.

poetry...ehee..lolz

i wonder if i will ever feel it again...the first touch of water on my feet,the first flames from the burning wax on my hands,the first rays of sun on my face,the first smell of the blooming jasmine,the first time i felt that i was flying,the first time i flew,the first time i felt lost,the first time i was groping in the darkness,the first time i smiled with my heart open,the first time i wrote my song ,the first time i sang it ,the first time i said ma,the first time i saw it,saw my destiny,the first time i misunderstood,the first time i was dejected,the first time i laughed over my failures,the first time did not feel guilty of failing,the first time i embraced my failure,the first time i wanted the failure to follow all over again..the first time i realised that i have a bad taste fr failures....and poetry...ehee..lolz

Ever heard of poor math ? not the grades yu got in school,but the math for the poor...like for instance , a woman comes to a shop and wants to buy a bag of chips for Rs 10.The problem ends there for her.For us , it goes like , Mr Shrecko gives the shop owner Rs100 and then buys another bottle of coke for Rs 10.How much does the shop owner return Mr shrecko ??

 

Ever thought about it ? Why Rs 10 is so much more valuable to her , and how the wicked fact that a bag of chips doesnt come for less than 15 bucks makes a difference to her ? No .no one has.no one does, and no one wants to.Misery is always something humans like to stay away from.Be it loneliness...which transcends to love, then misery becomes the lover herself and then switches back to loneliness again.....Poverty is the same too..it comes naturally to us .If we are poor, we save.If we are rich , we spend.If we were poor , and then made the bucks,we still save.Coz we know how much worth money has.The worth it has is simply defined by the people who overrate it.

Who are the ones who overrate it ? 

The ones who define how much money u need to spend ?

Of course its us.Especially us.Ever thought of saving some money for the needy.. ? ever gave away anything for free ? something that you might not be using and some one else might want ?

Ever tried to share the wealth ? well , atleast this was the easiest thing... no one was asking for valuable money here.....

she sung a song , 

teh words that i never got , 

found new meanings for them,

meanings that never i forgot,

....

trapped in the middle of time ,

the song travelled on.

farther away from me,

leaving me deaf ,,with faint memories..

succumbing to the age, the plot.

painted...

it could have been a farce.

the painting was never made

it was never a portrait ,the one which the whole world

might have recognized,

but , then  u left some shades,

of you in my canvas,

my life my beats my rhythm ,

my heart.soul.life.

COINcidence....

Heaven he sought , the clouds he met with,

Hell he devoured , flaring his deathwish

Never waited for anyone to say,

your time has come go your way.....

Just in time to start it late ,

just in time to finish it soon..

just in time to catch the full moon

Gone was the sun , gone too soon

He felt the world walling around him,

"part of a conspiracy" he cried ,

tried , nevertheless did he ,

the inferno that he ever knew he had denied,

consuming him live, burning the midnight oil he had burned

Holier than ever ,sanctily ,scantily....

Taste that gets you started up !! Neskaaapi......

Hi FOLKS ! As u can SEE im very much on my caffeine diet right now….I don’t need no caffeine patches ,coz if I put em on they are gonna turn into overly caffeinated caffeine patches which at some point in time can only act as an additional weight on my biceps….Ah well , chuck the joke (k if u dint c any , ignore the comment ),there are things that are waay better than tat , like say , COFFEE….

I love coffe….

Coffee is equivalent to ..

1. 2 half a cups of coffee
2. Having two days off in the middle of the day
3. Having a rocket booster attached to your ass when you are trying to smash that piece of tennis ball into your opponents face
4. Getting a pair of ultralite shoes that are so light that you are virtually walking on your ass coz u cant even feel your legs…
5. Having no LSD( nah aint that high_ :P)
6. undoing 36 hrs of non stop work at the office
7. udoing a lot of other things…(THINK ! )
8. composing half a song…(nothing gives a better kick than a song )
9. Kicking your worst enemys ass while you are drinking coffee and making him pay for it every time .. (infinite loop)
10. Not wasting too much plain water and blaming it on the office for ur dehydration (this is true . J)
11. Making me love my company for the wrong reasons.(they give me free coffee )

Lifes like this,!!!

About time people started realizing how life works……rather time I started realizing how it works.It works exactly the opposite way you want it to !

Just encountered a stage where I realized all the girls I know are getting married one after the other … ! Its not like I had some kind of a crush on them or something ,but obviously I get a feeling that things are going to be a lot more different after they are married …you just cannot joke around with them anymore , ( I know this coz I v seen how conservative women become once they get married ,cant just quote examples – privacy reasons .. J) …U cannot definitely definitely ,crack stupid /vulgar jokes coz now they are all MATURE ADULTS…..and most of all ,they are going to be PRE-occupied with their hubbies…no problems here , but then , wen are they gonna have time for anyone else ????

The worlds gonna be an oyster for them especially women, Maaan ,its gonna be hard on me too, m gonna miss them so much .. .!….

 

I just don’t get it …y the hell do they have to be married so early…. !!!!!

song -->forced out.

i just stood there, stared as those eyes glared,

with a minion like look he stared with his yelowy teeth bare.

was like god smiling at me with a thousand ,a million questions..

so wat u gonna do boy, u just gonna run ? 

All day i preach love to ma boys,

give take and give some more i say ....

call myself helpless today ..

staring back at him with the same dismay..

may be today , may be tomorrow..

i d wipe out his sorrow

God,from you ,one day i d borrow ,

just to build a better tomorrow ..

for i realise the guilt ,for now i d swallow.

just to build a better tomorrow.

sometimes,

infinity isnt that great a concept to think about,....

espp wen u r stuck at zero,

and tats wt im feeling right now...

--- me, frustrated at things goin nowhere despite all my effort...

 ----lol.

I hope that most of you know that i am a die hard rahmaniac.Thats just me.I have always found his complicated rhythms likeable,compared to the simple melodies of Illaiyaraja.Do not know why.But i definitely agree that Illaiyarajas tunes are always more hummable, and the more you hum the more you get addicted.

Hm, i m divergin.The point is that , a recent movie Vaaranam Aayiram has kept me hooked to this one song , Aadiyae kolluthe , that i even ventured away from the usual glare at my guitar and shy away coz of time constraints -style to ,pick that thing up and sing that song mode.

In short , the song is simply amazing.Benny dayals fantastic and Shruti Hasan is simply ballistic in this one.A typical Harris number that will blow you away..

Gotta admit it , Harris sir can definitely better Rahman when it comes to american style rock blended to beautiful melodies, Vennilave from vettaiyadu vilayaadu , yet another example.

Good melody too....loving this album..hopefully i would have guitard all the songs in a months time.... pray...

Convo rocked.nothing more nothing less,just swept me back into the days where nothing mattered but people.no profit no gain no money no business no code no bug.just people....

some differences though.people who once smiled,gave away the fact that they were pretending earlier...they had nothing to lose now , and hence werent really bothered by sheer aquaintances idling around them.......

and strangely enough , people i never really knew became real good friends (well not goooood but good) in such a short span of time.guess it doesnt take much time to make friend(S) ...

Missing old times a lot.Even when i was in college, i felt a lil bit of a void ,something was missing,all the pieces of the jigzaw were there , but then something was out of place....may b it was the innocence that was lost a time ago.

Y didnt u like it ?

Saw two great movies today.One , a malayalam one ,named "Thirakadha" and then the hindi one called "Delhi 6".
Thirakadha was simply mind blowing only because it was told to me by my mom that it really resembled the life story of the late actress (great actress rather ) Srividya. I really found it hard to contemplate the fact that she might have also gone through such great extents of pain and loss in her life as well.

Delhi 6-
This was something that my friends had not recommended to me.Frankly , i thought that rakeysh Omprakash Mehra might have gone a little nuts this time by over doing his second movie and hence might have attracted such "rave" reviews.But then , i was wrong ......."THEY" (:P) were wrong rather.The movie was just absolutely great ! i just loved it.It was a credible effort by the director to bring forth such a sensitive subject in such a credible and novel manner.If you ask me 10/10 for the spirit of this movie and i think thats all that matters.

And Sonam Kapoor looks good in this as well ;) ....

Rip.ped

She had struck him,with a mastery he never suspected.He lay wounded on the floor for what seemed like ages....Nothing changed though , he was still in his senses and he was still thinking about what he had been thinking for the whole day.How he could set things right.It was never going to be right again.He knew that ,but believed otherwise.Human emotions can never be predicted ,he thought....never rational,never really selfish,but selfish all the same if you had some retrospect.All thoughts converged ,and he realised that all that mattered to him was...well..him.He lay there twisted,just as he always was.

When people ask you WeiRD questions...

some quickies tat might get lost in the annuals of time .. :)

1. Perfect day for a wdding is thursday....y ? ..coz its wednextdayyyy !!! :D :D :D

2.y was the guitar player refusing money.. ? ....coz he was already fretting with all the notes in his hand..... :P

3.Unlike a dog, how can a turtle ever be naked?(typical blogger question u c ) ....K just go wait outside a chinese restaurant..... :)

death note-d

pump into me

i got no vigour,

no heart,no breath

no rhythm no beats,

my heart it beats,

a slow death note.

some stuff i never posted..continued.

I had watched the sun shine on the horizon

realised how it would be like to cast the first shadow..

just like i ever wanted ,i had my own rainbow

all to myself outside my bedroom window...

It was a better life and i pretended

that it was getting better by the day...

i believe forever that the world was made for me

just to take my pick and throw the rest away

oh girl ,forever i wonder

would i have loved you if i had met you yesterday.

the rains they used to quench my parched spirits

now they dampen them

and the colours of the rainbow giving up to the cloud black

the orange rays of the sun gone brown

the dawn of the morning setting down..

life never stopped behaving its way

for anything so good would always go away

it can get better as long as you dont want it to stay

just like i want my illusions of truth

the things that were goin my way

oh girl forever i wonder

would i have loved you if had met you yesterday

Some stuff i never posted... until no ie.. :)

i wonder if i will ever feel it again...the first touch of water on my feet,the first flames from the burning wax on my hands,the first rays of sun on my face,the first smell of the blooming jasmines,the first time i felt that i was flying,the first time i flew,the first time i felt lost,the first time i was groping in the darkness,the first time i smiled with my heart open,the first time i wrote my song ,the first time i sang it ,the first time i said ma,the first time i saw it,saw my destiny,the first time i misunderstood,the first time i was dejected,the first time i laughed over my failures,the first time did not feel guilty of failing,the first time i embraced my failure,the first time i wanted the failure to follow all over again..the first time i realised that i have a bad taste fr failures....and poetry...ehee..lolz

so many things i wanna say..i wish i felt like typin them.for now they are just volatile thoughts...running short of one thing that was -> to infinity once ...no prize for guessing what.

albeda.

Wen a software engineer says IT !

Somethings that are right when a software engineer says IT.

1.IT ! 

2.TO-DAY is going to be a long NIGHT

3.Ma i had my breakfast just now...Its only 1 pm.(yes i told ma that ) 

4.India runs on US times.....( esp when there are too many compilation errors)

5.Bed Bugs are peanuts for us. (we ve seen bigger ones )

6.Roadies is made for us ... (its on 24x7 netime u reach home..turn it on....watch paolo in action :P )

7.Trees grow from top to bottom

8.Lists are not really sorted...

9.Lists actually make you forget where you  put the last item.

10.We never say " NO COMMENTS please ! "

Just how ironic can it be,

That silence speaks more than words,

The words we speak muted,

What i thought was the day turned to a dawn,

Greyer it became and shadowed my eyes,

The clouds disappeared,and there were no  stars,

Pitch black,reality.

Zeal had a different meaning,

An ordeal to define the absolute,

truth it seemed,was defined by lies.

Happiness it seemed ,was defined by sorrow.

The lesser the merrier she said,

Shedding a tear from her eye

May be they are waiting to be counted,

Only then i would really know whether she laughed or 

whether she cried

Blessed are those whose world is theirs,

blessed are those who belong here,

in my world i tread alone,

the path that none explored,

Hoping one day i will tell my self

well done my lad,...atleast you never got bored.... :P

somethings change..

Like my interest in politics,or world affairs to be more precise has gone up a little more ever since we enocountered around 6 bomb blasts here and ever since the taliban started making a move in pakistan.The taliban , to me were nothing but a bunch of mad ass extremists who were just trying to show that they had a bunch of weapons that posed no threat to Global war lords like the US and the soviet.I was only enlightened about them when i heard our so called arch rival Pervez Musharraf ,when he delivered a speech in reply to an umpteen number of questions posed by the elite indian junta.He called for peace obviously,a request that i believe will never fall on any deaf /non deaf indian ears.However , he sounded very candid,especially when he talked of how extremism and especially how the TALIBAN came into being.

The taliban are believed to be trained,nourished and supplied by the US during the 1980s for waging wars against the soviet and the likes in Asia.These people however ,were never rehabilitated once the wars were over.The US simply dumped them there and they flourished,eventually becoming a pain to the rest of the countries ,especially pakistan.

How sad it can be....You may think that this itself is a tall claim by the pakistan to get world to sympathize with them.However, its true and evident that the taliban are slowly eating up pakistan  and it remains to see if their army can cope with it.

My friend mr Thor suggests that it would be a good idea to seal off the "Port of no hope" aka karachi, so that the talibans would not have any source to traffic materials.

--Hoping that the pakistanis survive this.(the pakistani public ie..donno if i still like the isi or the army.)

----Hoping that the good people get justice.

-----Hoping that the world wouldnt be so screwed up in the future....

------Hoping that some things...will change.

Some things which i can live without.

1.Teh gal who dumped me .. (lolz )

2.Teh gal i dumped ( if (!exist) true ; )

3.My laziness

4.My own self motivated overly cautious but boastful conscience

5.Telugu channels

6.Kannada channels.

7.My friends manager ( i need mine.hes the one who keeps me employed :P )

8.An electric guitar ( wats the use if u dont have an amp .. :)

9.One drumstick (the one i dint lose ... ehehe )

10.My mirror (only applicable on tuesday,wednesday,thursday,friday,saturday,sunday)

Things i cant live without

1.My awesome sense of humour

2.The total ignorance that i exhibit about myself.

3.Music

4.A R

5.Bad jokes

6.Comments on this post ( :P)

7.Excess exaggeration

8.Metallica

9.The other drumstick *_*

10.My mirror (on shaving day....monday mostly ! )

PS : dad, mom ,sis,friends are obvious choices....goes without sayin...

The day that never comes.....it came !

We never thought that this day was going to dawn...Ah to hell with it,i never even thought that the day before it was going to dawn..neither did i think that the day before the day before this day that never was supposed to come was going to dawn...So much for the dawn,lets talk about our DON who just got OUT-DON-e by a charming female.No.Charming bhabhi ....

Mr K was one reckless ass..He could not count till ten.........when a female was around the same metres of radius.....nah..100 metres of radius..(i will never compensate facts for rhymes).Mr K could never sing nor write , never turn white nor could he change his dreadful spite when he was in college..He was suspected of having the deadly chronic bachelor plague..Though for that fact that he was a desperado,he was a very creative,energetic bachelor and mind you it did contribute a little to keeping those chicks away....

Bhabhi,thank my lovely bhaiyya for tat.. lolz.....All the best guys...Mr K u r definitely the best married man i know... :D ..

Wishing Mr K and H  a Happy married life..Kudos....

please watch this space for more articles labelled shaadi..coming up... :P

God is great....So is Rahman.

Truly deserving is an understatement.Well and truly deserving is wells and wells away from over stating it....Simply put it was long overdue.Genius sometimes,takes time to be found..(U know they found me after more than a million years of civilization :P ).A R Rahman long deserved it.A hundred no a thousand no , a million times over..naah much more than that.One of the best days for Indian music,lovers of music,lovers of Rahman,believers in god,believers in love,hard work,devotion,dedication,art lovers,misery lovers,lovers in misery,people trying to find love in misery,people overwhelmed by the love that his music oozes..

Something powerful enough to touch a million lives in one way or the other,something powerful,so powerful enough,to touch each and every string of thought that passes through the listeners heart when he perfectly melts in with his divine melody.Divine intervention ,panacea you name it,he has it.

Hoping he can cleanse the whole world now,with his music...Let the rhythm live on and let the heart keep beating to it.

Hey blog..

Its about time i considered why i am writing this blog.Definitely ruling out entertainment-for-my-peers from the list of "Not so obvious " things. I know you are glad tat its cleared.

But , i guess its important that i write this blog,just so that all of us reading (mayb just me.Vivek i am forcing you to read this...but i love u man,ill return the favour) can keep in touch with our ideas and thoughts which are going awry in the time of the great depression and the likes and the total saddistic version of the glorio(t)us IT life taking a toll on us.

The void is back....

Im not talking about any function return types or keywrds...Its just what life has reduced to recently...never did i think that i wouldnt have the time to listen to my favourite song or talk to my best friend.Never did i think that priorities in life would simply switch places.My mind still longs for college,all those things left undone,all those left unsaid and uncorrected.Loads of regrets about regrets that i really dont have time to regret about (heheh.its partly made up.. ), like say,not starting the guitar learning in the first year itself or not buying the first drumstick pair in college itself or not making that road trip possible in college itself and planning a hundred more roadtrips together,for not even being remotely ambitious...for being overly zealous about overly unrealistic things...For not thinking and stopppinnnnnggg .

andhra raaa.....mess raaa....food raaa....

the idea if ur an andhriite is to tell me what the difference between these sabjis are,and if ur one of those unlucky souls stuck wit andhra food,tell me wats common...
the latter is damn easy..they all just taste like chilli.Nothin to it ! sambhars too spicy nd te sabji is too spicy..y the hell did they add those vegetables in the first place if they wer gonna give us overspiced chilli gravy anyway ??? ....

When i was young --- and happier.. :)

A happier version in the same lines starting with the same phrases....begging you to tolerate.again

when i was young i had a great plan
I would grow up ,become a great man
Oh lord,i thank you for this day
and for every day i pray
to you may this joy be forever
i sense you ,youll never let me wither

I stood on the mountain peeking down
Into my village,my beautiful red town
saw my house, among a flurry of men
my country men,and the city garden
The sun blazed on the shrine bell
burning bright now ,like a jewel

Never had war desenced nor shall war descend
here on my soil,i thought i knew...
Until they took em and my kin
Oh god... i thought,"why us why me..."?

aae mere khuda,
tu itna bta..
jo aaj ho gya , woh kyu huya
aae mere maula , aae mere saibaba,
woh jo aaj mar gya , mera bhai tha...

Wen i was young....

This poem was written fr my dear friend karu....he was just too adamant tat some amateur like me write it....tolerate plzz..

wen i was young , i had a gr8 plan
to be a gr8 soldier nd a good man..
forever would i defend my nation
in my death and in my reincarnation
bear the winds of war,the wind of the terrors
Forever would i protect my brothers
No death can part us,me and my countrymen
I would never let the demons seize them from me

I forever fought the fight that brewed
That which the blood hungry spewed
Forever shall it continue i realised
The fight which everyone,all ,despised
But this was a war,for never shall it end

I never fell,i never saw the end...
I stood alone there standing like a tree
With the wildfire consuming everything around me
God,tell me y u let me live..tell me why u let him die.
aae mere khuda,
tu itna bta..
jo aaj ho gya , woh kyu huya
aae mere maula , aae mere saibaba,
woh jo aaj mar gya , mera bhai tha...

summer sky.

Just lemme imagine,
I wish i d have u there,
To watch the mornin sun shine
i wish that i could have my spirits
Up in the orange sky,
Where id watch the sea gulls fly.

Free my heart,
Free our spirits,
lets Run till the sands and the sea end,
Id watch your hair fly,
In the dawn on a summer sky.

We d never stop to wonder,
How we ever got together,
leave it all on divine intervention,
For i was never so naive,
for never did i believe that,
Our fates would be so brave,
To unite,to take us to one probable end.