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Atheism

2009-10-27T21:03:00.001-07:00

This post is not about whether or not God exists. I'm way past that.
My story is as good as yours. I was born into an orthodox family with religious views even on rats and shit. My mom is genuinely more broad minded and she has had her stint with agnosticism. Sadly, she's a believer now!
I played along the nuances of religion and belief to accommodate myself into a social strata where god-loving or god-fearing people are respected and I did gain some respect too. The questions within, however, never stopped.
A lot of things made me drift away from the hard-lines of faith and deep into agnosticism. Theism is easy. You can attribute everything you cant reason to God. That makes it very easy for your brain. Agnosticism is difficult. You feel like a cat on the wall. You cannot take definitive steps, actions or even have hard opinions to defend your logic. You are left at the mercy of your brain to either accept something you've been told for 20 odd years or step away gracefully citing obvious discomfort. It is painful. Honest. "I do not believe in a God but I'm scared if he's there" said Bernadshaw (world famous cunt)
Then comes a tryst with acceptance. This, if paired with some amount of reading, exchange of views with people, might help you take a stronger stance. Even if it turns you to faith. I announced it and did so loudly. I'm an atheist. Its a wonderful paradox. Atheists are people who dont believe in a God who they already believe doesn't exist. The parody here is not just on reason but also on the social nature of all atheists. I choose science to give me answers; even if I have to wait for it. Atheism is beautiful. Its not dark. Its easy, liberating, reasonable yet sinfully boring and difficult to live with in a society which thinks of atheists as the devil's reincarnation. :)
I would attribute some of this acceptance to yet another paradox; Nihilism. And woohoo to that!

I'm not preaching atheism because religion, in my opinion was started to unify people and that is necessary. Maintenance of a social fabric is important to procreate, evolve and most importantly develop. If your reason can accept that and also atheism, welcome to my world!

I can today joke about God or even swear at him without any major guilt. Atheism is like homosexuality. You take pride once you accept and flaunt it nevertheless. But its not absolute and it will never be.

the kill

2009-06-23T10:20:00.000-07:00

my views, opinions and thoughts are getting too depressing for me. i do not wish to inflict the misdoings of my brain onto the otherwise happy and gay online community i seem to have stumbled upon. i wish things were rosier. they aren't.
i would also like to mention and admit the writer's block i seem to have hit. nothing wacky, tacky, witty, spiffy seems to come out of me any more. it again, ftw, is by virtue of the gooey life i'm living.
this is my last post on this blog. the pretencebrains is a lost portfolio.
but before you take me off your blogroll or feeds, let me tell you something...

"FUCK YOU! fuck all of you who wish to have a life of happiness with your family, extended family and friends and so fucking on. fuck all those of you who want to wake up to petals of roses lying on your morning mist coloured treadmill. fuck all those of you who seem to have taken an interest in every idiot's personal life. brangelina my ass! fuck all those of you who think weed and liqour are the answers to everything in life. grow the fuck up. fuck you racists and fuck you rebels. fuck the sex-starved nerds who think their brain-tags will carry them into bliss and cameron diaz's lap. fuck the politicos and their biriyani-chai chamchas. fuck the northies, southies, east indians and chuts. your city smells of shit too. fuck you righteous centrists and irrational right supporters. fuck the commies. shove the sickle up your butt! fuck the american dream. no caucasian is ever going to think you're hot. fuck the successful, unsuccessful, ignorant and depressed souls who think rock is the redemption. fuck the fashionista fools. why is pink in again? what happens if your louis vuitton shoes get some shit on em? fuck all those of you who got a job. woohoo, a round of applause for the 3x3 cubicle our man just won over a million chuts! fuck those of you who dint get any job. chuts i said! fuck the party animals in thier shiny, fancy neon light cars who cant even spell champagne. p3 is for the funnies! fuck you old-city dick-heads who think modified bikes bring out the coolness quotient in you. shove some guthka up your piehole. fuck you creative types. and your opinions over the motherfuckin zoozoos. fuck the cricket team. fuck every team there is. fuck the dead. fuck the theists. fuck the lucid lovers of luck, fuck the happy-go-lucky types and your ATTITUDE!..
fuck me!
fuck you!

The Right Type of TV

2009-06-15T09:13:00.000-07:00

Yeah yeah.. i know its been long but who gives a hoot?!
I'm done with my engineering and am back home. Amidst all career based confusion, wacky-ass job offers, educational prospects, familial obligations, hanging out, gate-crashing weddings (which cannot be classified as hanging-out) lies BOREDOM! And the cure cannot be defined for individuals who fail to either enjoy or comprehend 'interesting' things, people and events.
[Let me warn you, this post may not be witty. At all!]
Okay let me be easy. I don't mind the internet, some cartoons and sitcoms, eating, driving and drinking.
Coming to the point, I'm a victim of FTV. No..i'm not talking of the impression that scantily clad women leave on a 21 yr old's brain. I'm speaking of Forced-Television-Viewing. See, I have a problem. The dining table and couch in my drawing room are placed in comfortable viewing distance from the Television Set. Hence, someone who's sitting at the couch or eating cannot ignore the 178 degree viewing angle, 42 inch plasma screen thats the only source of sound in the room. And besides, there's women on it all the time. (Talk about FTv)
My mother, a retd. banker is for some reason choosing to avoid better ways to pass time and succumb to the floral, glossy and colorful hues and tunes of the Indian telly Industry! As much as i hate to, i do happen to catch a few glimpses of the same and repent every single minute of it. Most of em are the 'saas-bahu' type. Over 20 Hindi (thankfully, my mom avoids telugu, kannada and marathi) channels run over 15 drama series (popularly known as serials) through the day. Most of em have the stereotypes that we all at some point or the other have observed, par example:
1) The good bahu and saans are clad in drab and sad clothes whereas the vamp has glittery, short clothes, jeans et al.
2) The usage of jarring background music is made to signify a 'twist in the tale'.
3) The sitar or veena or temple bells are used to show the victory of good over evil.
4) The good bahu rushes to the Krishna ki murti every time she or her family is in trouble.
5) Ofcourse, we know the regulars like after-life, plastic surgery, return from death and shit like that.
Now this is common to all the 15 X 20 serials. The only difference lies in the number of words in the names of these serials and the permutation and combinaition of words related to women, weddings and arbit crap of that sort. You can probably observe the rise in anguish with detail in my post.

Now, we have seen what these serials have and do. Let me bring to your notice the recent developments that the respected ministers are bothering us with. The interest in moral policing over governance is evident amongst most of our respected ministers. I know the party in power is not a 'right' party but I was always of the opinion that moral policing has been more of a right concept. The ministers are moving the house to ban pubs coz they apparently cause usage of drugs and westernisation. They want Jeans and t-shirts, mobile phones banned in colleges, etc coz they all, again, cause loss in morality, crime, arbit nonsense.

This regressive retardation can be observed only in these political propogandas or television serials. I wonder if either take inspiration from the other. This is talibanisation. Does ANYbody agree?

Btw, did i mention I almost tried for a job as a creative producer for a telugu reality show? FUCK!

lots of much required love

Livestock

2009-04-28T04:02:00.000-07:00

That's an amazingly bad attempt at a pun to indicate that I'm taking stock of my life. Yes, again! Graduation has almost come to an end and so has the free-spree. By free-spree, I mean I'm going back to being answerable about my whereabouts, money, preferences, actions, habits and whatnot. There ends my time. well, at least I have food to look up to. And of course the grand escape from this shithole.
All through 10th, 12th and Engg, we knew how much time was left to finish the course. Now, we start taking up jobs. With no visible end. Repugnant workspace atmosphere, low paychecks, dissatisfaction, office politics and the worst of em al, work! For how long man!?!
In a few days, i can start calling myself a computer engineer. Nothing big by social standards but personally, this is the roof. Although I feel guilty for looking forward to accepting the degree, it also feels good that there must be a considerable number of people who still desire what I have. Its that time of the course where people want to feel nostalgic about what was. I fail as does my nostalgia to come up with anything worthwhile that I've done or achieved in the last 4 years. Fuck this place. Good riddance to bad rubbish.Yeah, the college probably thinks of us the same way too.:P
What's making me do this? A few days back, I saw a pic of a friend on orkut having lunch at the school reunion. Amongst various other pictures of the school which should've yet again provoked any nostalgia from me, only this caught the eye. It was the food! It was the well laid out food on the table and the caption that said 'yummm'. It only brought to my attention how much I've lost in terms of social standing. Its been a constant downward spiral. Social circle, popularity, hairline, confidence, intelligence (I dont know how), class, etc...have all taken a plunge for the worse. Anyways, I'm trying to console myself with strange, irrelevant facts and substances. But this phase is temporary and I know it. I will have to go out and project all that I have in order to conceal all that I don't. Its how things work I guess; but then again, its my guess.
My hobbies have died. Every single one of them. And blame it on the rustiness, I now suck at whatever I used to like doing. My path is not less chosen. Its never chosen. My choices won't help me do anything but survive and sustain. My interests do not have a standing of any sort. I'm going back to fate, faith and fucking up! I don't regret it. I cant if i ever want to hold on to any amount of self-respect I have. But If i can trust 'que sera sera', I'm a happy person. Trust! Happy-go-lucky or some shite of that sort fits better. Remember, shite!
Look at the word Livestock. Its like you're put into a cage and made to forcefully breed. People run your life for you and in turn expect, hope and live on it. Your failure will only feature in the battle for survival.
I need to cock-up!

love is too far-fuckin-fetched!

Note:

2009-03-26T10:13:00.000-07:00

Am unable to post regularly coz of a sad technical snag.
A short update on what's up on my end:

Classes have become horrendously boring.
My interview at TFI was ok. Now awaiting results.
Project work is facing multiple blocks.
I have not shaved in ages.
I have accepted Nihilism as my way of life. Minus cruelism ofcourse.
I can't wait to get out of this shithole.
Am seeing a steady rise in levels of stupidity around me.
Bangalore was lotsa fun. Thank you seniors.

zeitgeist or something like that

2009-01-27T09:02:00.000-08:00

there's one line.
through society...through the world.
we are neither above it nor below.
we believe we are.
on basis of comparison.
bigger, richer, superior,
smaller, poorer, inferior..

relativity flipped life.

the art of inequality unfolds
we are all artists.
nobody above the line..nobody below.

years to become the best.
years to become better.
years not to realize.
children of prophecies
myths of reality..of religion.
unimpressive truth and guilt-free lies!
longing to win..longing to beat.
i come before us..to solicit blood
blood that belongs to me
for i believe
i'm either above the line or below

disregard, hatred we understand
forced unison is the zenith of division.
this we don't comprehend.
weak minds..weaker beliefs.
superlative power struggle
shouting, screaming, bellowing
what we hate but long to hear
what we rule out but always fear
the shine of god
the wrath of the trident
i've hurt my reign.
i'm going to fall
on the line but not below!

Velleness Redifined!

2009-01-08T21:02:00.000-08:00

I came across this article by Shobhaa De in The Week.

http://week.manoramaonline.com/cgi-bin/MMOnline.dll/portal/ep/theWeekContent.do?BV_ID=@@@&contentType=EDITORIAL&sectionName=TheWeek%20Columns&programId=1073755417&contentId=4950073

I usually say the country is going to dogs. Now I say, its going to bitches

lots of much required love

Puducherry...foodways! (Yes, again!)

2009-01-03T12:33:00.000-08:00

Firstly, here's wishing you all a happy new year and a great year ahead. And Secondly, I just wanna say it out again, PONDI ROCKS!

Okay, so technically I'm talking of Auro. Apparently the place I'm referring to is called The Green Area Of Auroville. In this Green Area, there are loads of restaurants of which I've mentioned ten in my previous post titled Puducherry on a platter!

I was in Auro for new years with Shyam. Met a lot of People and had a great time..Foodways!
The beer, beach and rides are beyond mention now. The last trip was only and only about the food! I owe it to the few restauraters who took special interest in my blog and were awfully courteous to give me details on the intricacies of their cuisine and specialities.

This blog is essentially going to be about two major restaurants in the green area which are now practically my favorites.

1) Paradise Pizzeria:

Mr Guhan from this place had commented on my previous post and that led us to the new location of paradise pizzeria. A welcome change location wise, as the new location is extremely serene and away from all the hustle. Paradise Pizzeria is now run by 4 gentlemen all from the HR industry with a keen taste for gastronomic delights! And what better way to reflect your interest in food than making great pizzas!
Mr Harish and Mr Chandrasekar were very warm and I along with Shyam would personally like to thank them for taking some time out for us. They let us on some dope of their prize product, The Firewood Pizza.

This pizza is made using freshly prepared base (the dough was mixed after the order) and the crust preference can be mentioned. The mozarella cheese used is made by the chef personally. The vegetables are equisitely used and are fresh. And the pizza is made in a firewood furnace. This is apparently the original way of making pizzas i.e. the Italian way. The pizza tastes wonderful and even the usually inedible edges are soft and supple. Being Vegetarian, we tasted the Vegetariana. But I was given to understand, the Feurantina and The Mafia are very popular. So popular, some customers actually take it on a flight back to Delhi or Mumbai. The place boasts of India's largest firewood oven which can make a 6 feet pizza and they have already, twice, made a 5 feet pizza. Drinks such as sweet lassi and watermelon juice are quite popular too.

These guys are best away from the corporate chaos which gives them such a fine edge over any of the huts or corners. If you are somebody with a 'fetish' for pizzas, this place is worth more than just a visit!

2)Tío Tentación:
This place is the perfect guy's hangout. They've got a pool table, a dart board, a big screen on which you can alwys find espn/star sports running, shisha (hookah) and to top it all, amazing food! It lives up to the tagline of a sports themed restaurant! It is run by a gentleman called Raj who has himself had a taste of food from around the world. The name, btw, is spanish for 'Uncle Temptation'.

We went there initailly for dessert after a heavy lunch and had the delectable Creme Caramel. It was just perfect! Alongside, shisha which was very authentic and included tobacco unlike the major hookah joints from around the country. The coal used was great. After a brief converstaion with Raj, we decided to hit the place again in the evening where he would prepare something exquisite and very importantly, Vegetarian for us. The menu, mind you comprises mostly of non-vegetarian delicacies which frankly I am unaware of.

The evening started with Kiwi Juice. The thickness, quality and taste of the juice were just perfect! The starter accompanied our game of pool. It was Mozarella Burschetta using tomatoes in place of the more usually used Chicken. The main course was just amazing. Modeled on the popular Cardon Bleu, Raj invented, the soon-to-be-very-popular Banana Bleu. It was Banana cooked with a beautiful coating of things i cant explain about. Accompanied with a tangy sauce, this was the showstealer. The sauce had a hint of masala to remind you that its Puducherry and not elsewhere. Accompanying that was toast, french fries and mashed potatoes. This extremely relishable dish was then christened 'Banana Bleu'. For dessert, we got a rather large serving of fruit salad which had the finest quality of fruits and were also presented rather well. We had another round of shisha to go with the dessert and that added charm to the whole evening.

Amazing food, awesome ambience, fairly priced and charming hospitality. Dear ladies, if a guy takes you to a date here, he's there to have some fun and you're not a part of it!

I'd again like to thank all of the above mentioned guys!

3) The others:

The Beach Cafe was a major let down this time. Even their coffee sucked. It was probably beacuse there was only one guy taking care of everything. However, the live show organized was pretty decent.

Lhasa was good as usual but then nothing more was expected out of them anyways. Same goes for Tibetan corner.

The boulangerie was just as great as was the adjacent Tea shop.

The restaurant previously referred to as 'The one next to Auroville Transports' is actually called Frites and has someting to do with the NCC. This place again served nice sandwiches and crepes.

Swadishta served some decent samosas. However the gujrati feel was imminent.

All in all, an amazing trip!

However, before I conclude, I would like to specially request the restauraters, shop owners, cottage owners to give equal importance to everybody. Stop trying to suck up to any caucasian chap entering your shack. Its still India, right? Sadly, even the beach is divided as foreigner's beach and Indian Beach. How bloody lame? Grow a pair of cojones gentlemen!

lots of much required love

PUNDI (Stereotype Study #2)

2008-12-21T12:59:00.000-08:00

PUNDI is the combo of Punjabi and Hindi and has nothing to do with the Telugu meaning. We'll however come back to that later!

I saw Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi and at the cost of strereotyping myself, didn't like it! It has fuelled my hatred for super-commercial semi Hindi semi Punjabi films (super-commercial being the keyword). And mind you, there are loads more.
I accept creative liberty and encourage it. And also understand supply and demand of the entertainment industry but give me a fucking break!

Where the fuck is the average Hindi movie?
Why are all movies in Punjabi?

I'll tell you how a movie is classified as Pundi.

The People:

-The protagonists are almost always a couple with surnames like Malhotra, Khanna, Kapoor, Arora, Sodhi, Sawhney, Thukral.
-The two have a family of atleast 100 people each.
-The family usually has an old 'chaiji', dadaji et al who runs everything (even dances at the climax song-dance sequence)
-There are kids who only keep running around or say something thats supposed to sound cute but actually sounds retarded.
-The siblings are all unconditionally loving and happy-happy!
-There is the ocassional best friend or a group of friends of the groom who are used for comic relief. The sardar is the clown and the gujju is the miser. You can look at the group and just tell that the hero is the Punjabi dude!

The South Indian character involved.

Just in case there is a South Indian involved, these would be his characteristics.

-Wears a white shirt and a lungi with white ash across his forehead.If its a woman, kanjeevaram sarees (My mom told me what they're called).
-Usually completely bald except for that part left at the behind.
-Says 'aiyyayyo' for everything. Speaks hindi as if super-constipated.
-Loves sambhar and idly and dosas.
-Is tamilian. (Because all southies are tamilians. Cmon, you didn't know that?)
-Has a name that takes 6 minutes to say.
-Is the loser in the film. Either the comedian, the unfortunate sidekick or the villan. Eitherways, Losera...
-Adores Rajnikanth.
-Is au contraire way into classical music and dance.

Sorry if i got carried away but guys, stop it! Stop stereotyping us southies. Its discriminating and disturbing. But atleast we're shown. No east-Indian is shown other than the ocassional Bengali.
And some of us can speak Hindi man..Pretty darn well too...

Okay, back to the pundi (all telugu guys, laugh hard!!!)

What they say:

-Balle balle, shava shava, oye hoye, chak de phatte, et al. These phrases are like fuck. Can describe all emotions.
-Regular words like Bhagwan and ladki are replaced by Rab and Kudi.
-Lyrics are very very Punjabi. Especially those written by Jaideep Sahni.
-Whatever be the dialogue, it is said in true Punjabi style which is apparently boisterous, authoritative and extremely loud!
-Punjabi form of music is extensively used..like the bhangra beats or the ek-tara (tanga tanga tang).

What they do: (Non-exhaustive list)

-Sing and Dance at every opportunity they get. The bhangra more often than not.
-Run around in the sunflower fields and smell the 'pind di mehak' or better still, go to the glorified 'ganne ke khet'.
-Drive huge tractors.
-Wear shiny and bright colored clothes. Enough to hurt the eyes.
-Go all 'Hai Rabba..' in emotional scenes.
-Drink a lot of lassi, eat a lot, generally try to show huge appetite.
-While trying to depict the straightforward or frank nature, end up looking eccentric and stupid.
-Try to joke a lot to show the Funjabi Factor.
-Everybody acts all Macho-Macho (incl of womenfolk with huge triceps)
-Fight a lot and show a lot of agression.
-Has realtives in kaneda or lundun (Canada or London).

I actually thought of writing about how the Southies are discriminated and made to look so stupid in these movies but i realised that the Movie makers (mostly Punjabi themselves) are making a complte mockery of the real Punjabi attitude. If anyone, it should be the Punjabis who should take offence to all this tomfoolery.
I have been around a lot of Punjabis and love their way of life myself. Totally adore the general attitude towards life and hence find all this stupid. I would someday love to see the average semi-himdi-semi-punjabi guy without the stupid commercialisation.

No doubts that the masses love this. Singh is Kinng is proof enough. But draw a line man. Between entertainment and idiocy. Tasteless entertainment is not entertainment. We want some genuine Hindi movies! By genuine i mean less commercial. Something honest. ;)

Those of you who don't find this intellectually stimulating, watch Rab ne Bana Di Jodi! :D

okkay, main khya gudbaaye oye...

lots of much required love

Funny, you're saying it!

2008-12-04T22:08:00.000-08:00

In my previous blog, i had written something about reservations.

http://monsteroflethargy.blogspot.com/2006/11/resrevations.html

And things have worsened ever since only confirming my fears that either nobody reads my blog or nobody gives a fuck about what i think. however, i continue to crap in precious blog-space oblivious to the oblivion!

I'll cut to the chase.

Instance # 1:
A team head was giving instructions to his whole team (comprising of boys and girls).
One of the girls took note that every time he mentioned work (the team deals with physical labour), he apparently looked at the guys so this girl felt that he was being extremely sexist.
So she mentioned it with an expression which is supposed to be the 'face of modern feminism'.
The poor chap tried explaining the constraints associated (of which none were demeaning to the physical stamina of the girls involved or girls in general) like time, effort and organising people.
But allegation of sexism, chauvinism and male-ego step into the discussion. So the head gives in and is now gonna let the girls do all the physical work. (They are gonna lift bricks, mind you)
I dont care if the sweet-faced girls of the team make puppy dog faces to lure guys into doing their work later on. That would be just wrong even if it is percieved as being a gentleman by the helpers.

Instance # 2:
Barack Obama wins the American Presidential Elections. He is the new face of change and revolution apparently. I thought people said so beacuse he was young, dynamic, had god ideals, was democratic, had a well prepared propoganda, and looked like he had guts to call a spade a spade.
But what did people look into? Him being Black. Him being the first black president of USA.
Alright!

Instance # 3:
This is divided into multiple examples of handicapped or poor guys doing something in an extra ordinary way. Like Ray Charles being blind (and being one of the greatest musicians in the world) and Irrfan Pathan being poor (and for being one of the best bowlers the Indian Team has).

Please observe that their real credentials are places in braces where their conditions arent!

Instance # 3 is fine.! The human mind is conditioned by society to sympathize with people lesser blessed. And hence we take special liking to a talented person with an anomaly associated. I'm fine where the odds are challenged and beaten for success however delusional i might find the word 'Success' to be.

But what kicks in the gut are Instance no 1 & 2.
In case of the first instance, Women, the world's biggest driving force (after pizza), in the name of neo-feminism tend to exploit certain scenarios (NOT ALL WOMEN..PLEASE NOTE) to find feministic pleasure out of actions where they search and search for any hint of anti-female mention.
This is where its wrong. If a person said something against women, its ok to revolt. But when women try to find mistakes as in the case of Instance # 1, it is just wrong. you are trying to find reasons to flaunt your sex, wage wars on inequality, etc

Shobaa De reported on how mean people and the media were in general to Hillary Clinton and Sarah McPalin just beacuse they are women.
Wait, the presidential elections are war! The people, media and opponents will try anything to bring you down. Obama for being black, McCain for being a redneck. Its all wrong but thats how elections work. When society as we know is prone to such deformities, we only need to work harder to clear them. Not think and ponder about them. And I bet, If either of em would've won the elections, it would've been beacuse they're WOMEN and not because they had other good qualities! Feminists suck! GET A LIFE

Social anomalies are prone to disturb men more as compared to women.
Here's Proof,
Men being all strong and masculine are Chauvinists or Bastards, Women- Independent or tomboys.
Men being sensitive and nice are Homos or Fags, Women- Plain regular cute girls!
Men can be called dogs but women cant be called bitches.
Men still fucking have to open the door for women if they want to be gentlemen otherwise they are just rude bastards again.
Men need to be politically correct when it comes to talking about women but when a woman talks about men, its only beacuse all men are bastards.
If a guy achieves something, its because of his mother, and if a woman achieves something, its beacuse she's a 21st century girl! (Poeple hence adore war-widows and mothers of martyrs. As if Fathers dont care).
Statements that women can do everyting a man can. (Biologically wrong and socially irrelevant).
Converse however does NOT apply though.
And innumerable more such flaws are spread all over the face of neo-feminism!

sheru says: Feminism isnt about one woman talking about other women and thier problems so that they can fight it. Its about every womam experiencing the liberation and equality themselves.
I've said it once and I'm saying it again, half the world's population does not need representation. Feminists Suck! All of us are just people! I really hope the rest of the guys agree or atleast comprehend.

Now, Instance # 2: Please look into the fact that he's better than the others coz of his qualities and not coz he's black.

Looking into the anomalies to make yourself feel better isnt the right way. See beyond the sex, race if you really want equality and mean it to every last letter!
I REST MY CASE!

lots of much required love

In memory of sanity!

2008-12-02T22:11:00.000-08:00

The blasts were the most horrific thing India has seen in the last few days. Horrific things, mind you, keep happening here round the year. this however has caught everyone's attention... atleast enough for the responsible citizens of India to 'FINALLY DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!'

And what exactly is this something?

1) Facebook/Orkut communities that say 'In the memory of those who passed away on 26/11'

2) Lighting candles in memory of those who died (Yet Again)

3) Carrying out Peace Prayers (People from all religions, rub this into everyone's face)

4) Painting or writing about it. (Incl of Blogs)

5) (Sponsor-Rich) Banners rolled on the ground and people signing on it.

(Some actions in memory of the dead, some against the government, some against the security, some against religious bias.)

As i bemoan the whole incident, I am however, unable to digest the reciprocating rituals and actions performed by the ever-so-helpless junta.

Does faith really begin where reason ends??

We definitely feel so!

Tell you what : Humanity is not your bitch! It is different to different people. I bet the terrorists thought what they did was as humane as charity..! Replies and reciprocations of such immaterial forms are useless. THEY WONT HELP ANYBODY! (Unless peace of mind is your nirvana)

I did, however read somewhere that a group of Mumbaikars gave a 10-stage plan to the govt to tackle such issues. This btw, did not get any importance. from the media or from the govt.

The media is hell bent on banking on tragedy and misery for their TRPs.

It has now gone back to reporting filmstar-squabbles, useless expose and laughter-club meetings. Ocassionally, a thing or two does turn up regarding wierd allegations made by somebody or the other over the whole 26/11 matter.

MNS said only Marathis died in the incident and Mr. Bachchan replied.

Pak media says its an act of Hindu terrorism in guise.

SO FUCKIN WHAT?

Has our coastline gotten more secure?

Has our security at travel junctures gotten tighter?

Has the govt thought of a remedial plan?

Who cares? Amir Khan is on TV!!!

Our admirable politicos have gone back to discussing oil prices and budgets, getting caught in the ACB Net, election campaigns and religious blame games! BASTARDS!

So who is to blame? Terrorists for the attacks, politicians for inefficiency, religious leaders/groups for brainwashing or us for bearing with all the above?

Today we act, tomorrow we vote, and the day after, we forget only to suffer all over again.

Rotten tomatoes!

Mumbaikar's with the Mumbaiyya attitude are slowly going back to their regular lives (Courage or indifference, you decide!). We'll do that too..pretty darn fast!

I am forced to believe that an unquestionable authority is what we need. Democracy has done enough good for us. Bring on the right. Even if they're wrong, pathetic liars or cheapskate bastards. Or a dictator instead!

I dont have a solution or remedy. Neither do i have a say when it comes to matter. I dont have white sheets of paper for uselss petitions or for the nirvana, or a bottle to ram into somebody'd head and Hence I pronounce this my most self-loathing post ever!

lots of much required love

Shocked and Deeply Hurt

2008-11-27T11:39:00.000-08:00

Mumbai!

The news is shocking and more so, disturbing. I've been online all night reading about it. A lot of things were sad to see but what really hit my hard was the photograph of the terror suspect.

He is a young lad. In jeans. With a backpack. 20 something. man, that's screwed up!

misguided and brain-washed young guys who look like they're one amongst us.

FUCK!

Reports say, the terrorists were well-trained and well-prepared. Where, how, and Why the fuck?

2008 has been a really eventful year for terror. It has reigned supreme. Be it of the religious form or of the facist form.

Multiple blasts at Bangalore & Delhi were hard to digest. Then came the revolts at Singur. People died!

The blasts at Malegaon. Voila! Hindu Terrorism is born. My fellow Hindus are hell-bent on making me proud. Lots of respect to them!

Now Mumbai, as if its politico-religious outfits weren't screwing around enough, has had to face terror and of this magnitude!

I dont want to be satirical, sarcastic or witty one bit with this post.

lots of much required love

Elementary my dear Newton

2008-11-27T10:41:00.001-08:00

The Third Law is Flawed: Every Action has an opposite reaction. We have disproved the condition that the response is of equal magnitude.

Action:

We're stuck in Cyclone Nisha. No proper food, resources, water, maggi or clean clothes. Its been raining continuously for the last 6 days and the rumours about it are multiplying by the hour. The weather forecast for the next two days says 'Thunderstorm'.

The so-very-concerned management postponed our end-semester exams to screw up everybody's travel plans.

Reaction:

Resposible Students throng the administrative block and demand answers to various semi-logical queries. The management as always is indifferent. The students try their hand at logic again. Remake travel plans.

The cyclone advances. The management out of concern postpones the exams again. A set of students get agitated and offer solutions only to each other (rather loudly in the hostel lobby) which by their interpretaion of global knowledge distribution occured only to them and not the administration.

Now, disheartened , they have changed their respective orkut, gtalk, facebook status to various statements abusing the college, the government, the cyclone.

Logic 1

Reality 0

Screw you guys, I'm going home.

-Sir Eric Theodore Cartman

lots of much required love

The new name and look

2008-11-22T18:04:00.000-08:00

yes, you got it right. another unimpressive result of boredom.

for those of you who want to know what the name susupti means,
susupti (sushupti)—deep sleep; an inert condition of the mind resembling
deep sleep, where, in the presence of things quite beyond its scope, the
mind “can no longer see truth even as in a dream, but passes
into the blank incomprehension and non-reception of slumber”; the
state of trance compared to dreamless sleep, same as susupta samadhi.

open to interpretaions. NO explanations will be provided.

lots of much required love

Pinch me to wake me up..!

2008-10-31T22:24:00.000-07:00

Flakes and Leaves of Happiness
with my gumption for craziness
My love for the alive and the dead
My sorrows on a rose petal bed
Am a bottle filled with bright red wine
But not really up to the neck
I've come a long way being all different
I'm trying to be new everyday
Sad metaphors of my life...

The Leuve Connection!

2008-09-29T19:07:00.000-07:00

This Daksh, we're gonna have great events, intl. participation, better stalls, better sponsors, more fun....but most importantly, Valentine's Day!

How's this important?
Daksh has always been associated with rumours and genuine stories, most of which are usually fabricated or narrated by the jobless ones in the team. For those of you who have a vague idea, the Daksh Family was all over the place last year and this year, maybe its the dates, or maybe a festive envt with so many fests happening in and around the college or maybe its just the dogs mating season but there's leuve all around!
Evidently, corn and juice are selling like crazy amongst our corny and juicy twosomes. Daksh, human as ever, has its own such pile of amazing couples. These couples regularly get interrupted, teased, troubled and sometimes even separated but that's something we dont care about. Its the fabrication that is more necessary! I call it Masala addition!
I'm going to refrain from talking about the popular couples and am gonna invest this write-space on the newly joined! As always, the media and publicity team was the first to get involved with the cause. They wanted to use the Valentine's day concurrence to publicize DAKSH but somewhere along the way fell in love themselves.

1) Prabhat has been glowing and blushing. God knows why! Maybe he's on POT!
2) Varshik..ok this we all know!
3) Lavanya..this,we have no clue about!
4) DG ditched 3/1324 media meetings for clubs. who's there?
5) Harsha..He's going to pick one soon!

Now, lets look beyond.

6) Amit's love is to be 'De-cyphered'.
7) Iago wants more sponsors and Psycho is getting all 'bazaaru'
8) Sandy just got on the corn-juice bandwagon!
9) How can i leave Baggy out of this?
Baggy likes 16 girls within the team and 53 girls who have nothing to do with Daksh. However, he's still supportive of an Energy idea that got shelved long back!
10) Shyam and I..well, our hopes went down the drain!
And I have a feeling, some names are going to get added to this list. Soon!

Lets see which of these hopefuls makes it through the extensive torture that the 'Jobless@DAKSH' are going to put them through.
Either ways, Come. learn, get DAKSHified! and even if you're not the tech type, fall in love at the PR tent and we'll play you a free song on our jukebox. Or maybe not. The Media Team said, this Valentines', fall in love with technology! :P

P.S. All names have been changed on request.
P.S.2. Prabhat says "The english call it 'leuve'" ! Hence the title!
P.S.3. If(completely panjab)
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Lots of much required leuve

Puducherry (put the cherry) on a platter

2008-09-08T10:13:00.000-07:00

I just came back from my 6th trip to puducherry. I know that place like the back of my hand by now and am totally in love with it. Ok, its not exactly puducherry i go to. Its a place called Auro near the Auro Beach. I spend two awesome days there every time i go. I should be the tourism mascot for them!
Puducherry necessarily means beach, bikes, babes and booze but that's any man's deal. I'm in for more. FOOD! I havent eaten much in puducherry except for the pizza hut (which also serves alcohol) so wont commment on it but where i do eat is at eateries around the auro beach and ones close to the matrimandir. And the food there can blow your mind off! What you should do is take up a beach hut (cheap and good) close to the beach and rent bikes/mopeds for running around. I stay at this place called the roof top everytime i go.

THE FOODIE TALKS!

1) The Beach Cafe: The ECR express combo and Bombay Toast are good except they are slighly overshot. The black coffee here is pretty decent too. But what this place is totally worthy of is Lasagna. Its not on the menu and is made only on special request (usually a day's notice helps). The ambience is pretty good coz they have coffee-table books and magazines to keep you busy. Its frequented more so by foreigners so the rates are a tad bit high. They also serve Indian but who wants to try that in puducherry!

2) New Pizza Roof : The cook and his brother Narayanan are great guys but better so, they are amazing when it comes to making pizzas. The crust is fresh and the vegetables are used neatly. Its called a Firewood Pizza apparently. I'm vegetarian so the pizzas i'd recommend are Formaggio, 4-Stagioni Veg and Funghi (If you're ok with Fert). Cheese is used in just the right amounts which makes it soft and gives it an awesome aroma. From my non-veg counterparts reviews, i can suggest Hawaiana, Chicken Monaco and 4-Stagioni Non-Veg. I also just love the banana milkshake they make (they even give an extra glass everytime). But there are certain lapses too such as the time the preperation takes- nearly an hour! The pizzas can taste redundant to you once tried. Flamed Prawns (i hear) and pasta are worth a miss. Its pretty cost-effective though. Go liesurely. Watch Cartoon Network and hog!

3) Third Eye Restaurant: This place was previously called Mediterranean Restaurant and so i've never ventured in to eat. Just went in once for lime soda and what is saw was that this place is managed by youngsters and i doubt their cooking capabilities. He even screwed up Lime soda. The prices are way overshot and it totally fails to impress. If you ever go, let me know how the food tastes.

4) Tibetan Corner: These guys serve awesome tibetan cuisine. The favorites are Momos (fried/steamed), Shabalap and Thanthuk. The chowmein is also awesome here. But i'm gonna make special mention of the side-dish (looks like a salad) they give with the momos. thats just sexy! Binod, the guy who takes your order will make whatever you want just the way you want it. The prices are moderate. But the major problem with these guys is i havent seen them open the restaurant the last two times. Maybe, they work on tibetan time!

5) Lhasa Restaurant: This place serves all what the Tibetan corner serves and is usually OPEN :). Samten, the guy who runs this place gets special mention coz he is extremely hospitable and the ambience is set with great music. The food arrives soon enough and is yummy. I however wish, they also serve that side-dish that we get at tibetan corner. Chowmein here is just perfect and the lady there also taught us how to use chopsticks. A big thanks to her! The prices here too are moderately set.

6) Paradise Pizzeria: This place serves authentic french cuisine but all i went there was for desert and i'm dedicating this write-space to the creme-caramel i had there. SEXY!!..however, i dint see the place open on my last visit. I fear its been shifted or shutdown.

7) Aurelec: Aurelec is actually the research centre of Auroville but their canteen doubles up as a restaurant. The pancakes and bad. But the lime-juice here is good and fresh. Nothing more to mention coz i havent tasted much there.

8) Bakery/ Boulangerie: Oh my god! This place just rules. Its a take-away bakery where they make the best of breads, tarts, cookies, croissants and also make decent pizzas (if hot). The chocolate croissants get special mention. The pricing is fair. What takes the cream is the adjacent Tea-Shop. The tea and coffee available there is amazing. You can take the stuff from the bakery and eat it along with your tea.

9) Restaurant adjacent to Auroville transports: I know this looks stupid but i dont think the place has a name. Atleast I havent seen any boards. But these guys make the best Cheese Crepes and Chocolate crepes there are. The sandwich is also pretty good. The coffee, cold coffee, watermelon juice get special mention.

GO TO PUDUCHERRY AND HOG!
If you havent been there yet, bunk the midsems and start packing! P.S. while there, also visit the matrimandir. Its a beautiful place! lots of much required love

pandrah agast..

2008-08-15T05:51:00.000-07:00

today, i'm proud to be an Indian. but tell you what, am just as proud to be a hyderabadi. my day went as follows. see why my love for my hometown just got a boost.
on the verge of losing my flight, i reached the chennai airport at 740 for an 810 flight. as i was walking fast to reach the departure terminal, an elderly gentleman came upto me and asked me if he could put up a sticker of the Indian flag on my chest. I said, "yeah, sure!". as he put it on, some other youngsters behind me gave excuses to the 3 other elderly gentlemen who were trying to put the stickers on them. they gave excuses like, "sorry uncle" or "its ok boss." etc. as i entered the airport i was happy to see all the airport staff sporting the flag with pride.
i landed in hyderabad at 10 am due to some delay. on my drive back home, there were some glimpses of love for the nation.
1) a really old cylce rickshaw guy had put up the 'phirki' of the tricolor on his rickshaw. he also had a flag on his awfully tattered clothes.
2) five school children all with miniature flags in their hand returning from their school along with a lady clad in a burkha. the lady also had a flag pinned to her burkha.
3) 4 really old gentlemen assembling chairs at a crossing to cover up what seemed like a gathering for the celebrations
4) a couple of young college guys distributing sweets amongst the kids.
5) a tailor decorating his shope with strings of small flags
6) workers at the pumphouse standing in attention and saluting the flag hoisted abouve.
7) and outside my apartment, kids and their grandparents gathered to hoist the flag.

all the above might be regular or rare occurences to your eyes. i have barely seen anything like this in the last 6 years. i dont know how many of them were literates, worthy of the mention here or even succesful but as i saw them, i had a feeling. of pride and joy. today i wish not to talk about the misery the country is in. i'm not overlooking. just that i'd rather bask in the happiness of the moment. i'm proud of my country and my people and my city too. yeah, by saying hyderabad, i'm not saying the other cities havent rejoiced this day but this is where i've seen it. seen it happen.

this post, i know, does not resemble or sound like my other posts. i dont care.
HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY PEOPLE!

lots of much required love

this is purely arbit!

2008-08-01T20:01:00.000-07:00

you know some conversations leave a mark in your head. i had one such conversation with mom when i was 12 or 13. i just felt like writing about it..

me: i just dont want to go..face it..i'm just not that religious
mom: oh come on..dad wants you to go along..just go
me: maa.....! whats the point going to the temple so often when you dont even like it there.
forget it..you wouldnt understand
mom: u really think i wouldnt? i was more radical as a teenager than what you are..but you wont understand..forget it..(smiles)
me: whats that supposed to mean?
mom: i had my own set of beliefs. if you are agnostic, i was a staunch atheist. and to the family, i was rebellious too.
me: then where did it all go haywire? when did the blasphemy start?

mom: once you were born!
me: yenu? (kannada for what)
mom: i didnt believe in god but once you were born, i was just scared. no amount of comforting worked. i turned to what you just called blasphemy and am at peace with it now. there's always that one person; it could be your spouse, kid, or some loved one for who you'll do whatever it takes just to see them happy. even if its more comforting only to yourself...all because of you!
me: sure..blame it all on me..but i'm still not going!

lots of much required love

i need a break

2008-07-29T07:40:00.000-07:00

a few things are pushing me too hard.
i'm basically a cool guy (self-deprecation isnt 'in' anymore) but these things are fuckin fatal.
especially when bundled all together.

monotony
boredom
bad food
exams
classes
guys around preparing for arbit exams
lack of good looking females
too many reruns of 'scrubs'..etc etc

i need a break. maybe pondi would be a good idea!
lemme know if anyone is game...

lots of much required love

their false promises and all that...

2008-07-13T05:28:00.000-07:00

this semester promises a few things..look!

the flip side:
** if u think i'm a pessimist for starting with the flip side, try my life. **

1) its gonna rain (bad) education from a unique set of dumbfuck profs and school teachers (pun intended)
2) its not gonna rain in real. Tamil Nadu!!!
3) people losing it on the pretext of competitive exams like cat,crap etc.
4) multiple trips to a certain guy's room (av258) where the levels of intelligence cross my fakeness.
5) more weight gain since we discovered new food places.(mind you, not hotels)
6) hopes crashing! somebody check out the new first years and tell me i'm wrong.
7) projects and knowledge forums. did somebody say SOC sucks? yeah..twas me!
8) many many top-ups. purely professional reasons. :)
9) idiocity from a certain set of blokes. for sure. not just an anticipation. (between lines lie gaps)
10) 90 working days!

the other side:
** not really up **

1) DAKSH work has started so i can step outta my boredom coma.
2) aforementioned food places. hog while u can.
3) kinda better connectivity. screw airtel gprs. but then again wifi's not really a better bargain.
4) again got a single room. was one of the few good things that happened to me this year.
5) i can officially drink. can even get extra allowance for it :)

i've said it once, saying it again.. if i'm destined to die during engg, its gonna be in this sem!

lots of much required love

Stereotypes in Indian Advertising..!

2008-06-19T00:51:00.000-07:00

over the past few years, i've observed certain trends and stereotypes that the advertising industry swears by. ofcourse, i've been pleasantly surprised by a few exceptions.!

some of them are-
1) the names: depends on region, job, age. if he's a punjabi, monty, harpal, etc..its supposed to be very catchy like you could dance if u said his name in a singsong. the gujju's are names harmesh, paresh, praful etc. the southies are all clubbed together and seen as subramanium (not many other options). the average Indian guy is apparently the mumbaiyya with names like rahul, raj or even sachin (new trend) . the servants are ramu kaka and kanta bai. the lady of the house is sarla madam and the kids have the stupidest like chickoo, pintu,etc..(i love the ad wer the kid names himself bittoo though).

2)the clothing: observe. please do. if the brand has a distinct colour to itself (like pink for most fairness creams), the protagonist will wear that colored clothes. the frooti guy is in yellow. the vim lady is in green. the red label lady is in red. the harpic guy is in blue. the vanish lady is in fuckin pink . the doctors in an obvious white apron (even at home). the kaka is in a dhoti. the protagonist in a washing bar ad is obviously in a graphically enhanced white shirt/saree.

3) their words: what they say is pretty much stereotyped.. according to the product. certain phrases are super-stereotyped though.
washing bars: "itni saphedi ?.."
toothpastes: "dentist uncle ne kaha tha..","kitanon se hoti hai sadan"
fairness creams: "gorapan aur khoobsurati.."
antiseptic soap bars: "din bhar ki dhool aur mitti"
shampoos:"chamakte damkate baal"
food items:"maine apne haathon se banaya"
i'm sorry but cant really recollect more.

4)what they do:

MAN :
1)come back from work all tired/leave for work all happy.
2)complain of heavy breathing and backache and put it up as an excuse to their very playful kids.
3)tease his wife along with the kids. offer to rub wife's back.
4)forget anniversary ..(only him..never the wife)
5)jump as his wife delivers the baby.

if the dad is a little older,
6) cry as his daughter becomes independent/is married away.
7)plans a vacation with his wife coz his pension plans kicked in.
8)think of retiring without having to rely on kids.
9)become a kid along with his grand kids.
10) check out some girl and eventually hurt himself.

WOMAN:
1)get pissed off at something somebody does. usually hubby forgets anniversary.
2)shops in a mart and ends up buying a product which a stranger suggests. also gives free advice to her neighbours.
3)bargains with the shopkeeper till he gives up.
4)shouts at the kids and then gives them a bath with a good soap.
5)argues and eventually proves a point to the saans.
6)cares a lot and hence only buys low cholesterol tel for her fat hubby.
7)the young lady however rides bikes and goes off on expeditions all alone.
8)offers her retired papa financial help and says "main ab badi ho gayi hoon papa"
9)gets a job coz of her fairness cream's prowess.
10)speaks her mind out on nature's powers in the middle of a traffic jam.

KIDS:
1)ask papa to play with them.
2)quote whatever the dentist uncle said.
3)purposely play in mud
4)the girls cry to mommy coz the boys teased her at school
5)act all smart and suggest some brand to other idiots.

5)celebrities: they add glam to the ad and claim to use it. we know they dont.

i've probably overlooked a lot more. even omitted a few. but why do you think we play along these stereotypes? a case study presented in INSEAD (now taught at most b-schools) says stereotypes enforce identity. they forge an image into the commoner's head. and hence, the junta can identify with the product. and some of these attempt to reflect the society. i.e. maybe, just maybe, a few of these stereotypes do reflect what really happens around us.

there. i wanted to write on this and i have. finally.
ab ...
**and then she shuts my mouth with her hand and says "ahan..alvida na kehna!"**

lots of much required love

2008-06-19T00:08:00.000-07:00

i hate feminists. period!

not blog material? go fuck yourselves!

Govt Central ...experience.learn.constipate!

2008-06-13T14:20:00.000-07:00

its 2:55 am and am not a wee bit sleepy. my biological clock needs batteries. yet another sad pj. timing son..timing. anyways, laptop on my tummy..waiting for a video to get buffered on youtube, i started switching channels on the tv. i hit on this remarkable channel which i came across after a decade or so. and coming to think of it, it was predominantly what everybody watched back then. am not talking bout cartoon network or nickelodeon. DOORDARSHAN or DD1. what a channel! i thought it died the trp war. some fighter it is.
then, my head wandered and i thought to myself why is it that most stuff that the government runs is soo bloody tasteless.
the below mentioned are just some things i've experienced of late. note that it is not a generalised statement and if you have contradicting opinions, shove em up!

MEDIA: i'll start with dd1. the channel visual quality sucks. the sound quality is worse. the programmes on it are mind-numbingly stupid. take note that when i put it on, there was this show "nargis" on. its a soap. i've seen a few soaps or atleast glimpses of some on other private channels but this takes the cream. bad direction, overacting, horrible dialouges and voila, i turn the tv off! shit it was!..the ads were also cheapskate. no major company seems to bother sponsoring any show on dd1 or maybe i was on a really wrong time-slot. still, i personally feel dd1 exists because of certain rights it gets during cricket matches otherwise that channel sucks #^@# in hell!
yesterday, in ashrith's car, we were switching radio channels and no prizes for guessing what popped up. listen to vividh bharti sometime. all you'll hear are clones of the yesteryears rj's. they suck. they're boring and the songs they play are totally worth the miss.

ADVERTISING: oh dear god! BSNL. i saw their ad on tv. what shit! preity zinta refuses marriage coz the groom's family doesnt have a land line. i've seen horrible fairness cream ads before but this .this..waah!! BSNL also has an ad where the teenager on it raps! its for dataone..their broadband service. people have complained about their service quality enough and now they top it up with ads like these where the market is soo bloody strong with airtel, vodafone and idea present. fuck..what a waste!
even the public information ads are horrible. targeted at rural populi maybe but they are super no-brainers. some of the election campaign ads are worse though.
all these must be outsourced to the worst companies on account of bribe! or maybe the caste or sex quota comes into force there. the govt can definitely afford o&m but no! they suck!

EDUCATION: my next problem is with the teachers who are threatening the education minister with strike for ordering change in the syllabus to cbse. the teachers should only realise they're showing that they have lesser/no prowess in their subjects. its kids for god sake. they'll learn what you teach. if "better" people think its better if kids learnt it the cbse way, you shut up, and teach! and i personally opine that cbse is far better than the stupid state syllabus!
education complaints take a lot more space and energy but am not that patient!

HOSPITALITY: there are many hotels run by the state govenment. most of them on highways. we (family of 3) had to stop on the kadapa highway on our way back for some lunch and we stopped at a govt run restaurant (the only restaurant in about a 20 km radius). it looked decent. but the waiters had an attitude that could give paris hilton a comlplex. and the food made me constipate!

there's lot more govt run shit i've seen but cant seem to recollect. this is about it. and yeah, the next day, vipin (happy and "....") had to buy clothes so we went to hyderabad central (shop.eat.celebrate) which has inspired the title.

this only enforces belief, amongst the lesser informed crowds (incl of myself), in privatisation. the govt cant run itself for nuts. screw the bloody hypocrites!

anyways, now (330 am) am sleepy. and anticipating more atrocities.

lots of much required love

rraakshtaarr!

2008-06-11T21:43:00.000-07:00

i saw this in a magazine once and am trying to reproduce the essence of the desi rock fan or maybe a desi metal head. i was there. i've seen it!
lets talk about our desi 'raakk' fans. i listen to rock and metal music and maybe that element of idiocity exists even in me. but what i see, its pretty amusing.
i'll start off with an anecdote..this friend of mine (ananth) went to a swimming pool and the caretaker there said "tum raak waale hain nai"..ananth is/was the lead singer of a rock band. so he said "hau miyan lekin aapku kaisa maloom?" and the caretaker replied "main aapka maadal (model) pehchaan letun !".

funny but true. our desi rockstars are "different". they like sporting that attitude of "who the fuck cares??!?!" but you know their favorite film of all time is dilwale dulhaniya lejaayenge! and they have joined the orkut community "i love my daddy"!

they have a very definite sense of dressing too. you'll observe if you go to any of those rock gigs.

* most of em sport long hair. adds an essence to head banging maybe. but mostly coz all rockstars (real ones) have long hair. an a goatee is a must too!
* they're genuinely filthy. laziness wen it comes to bathing isnt really a form of rockdom but it only shows their "who the fuck cares??!??" attitude. supposedly.
*they all wear black. coz its apparently signifies the dark. how evil!! there might be something written on it though. arbit crap! the girls especially. wen asked they do admit their fav color is pink though!
*skinny. yes. most of em do smoke. some claim weed and hence also carry eye drops everywhere they go. this part i dont have much to say about.
*they can list out >120 band names but their ipod playlist has mohabbatien and aashiq banaya aapne songs.
*they write lots of really "kewl" posts on most rock communities. some so stupid, himesh reshammiya could make fun of em.
*the lesser raakk inflicted lot have their about me filled with stuff like
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these guys in turn are made fun of on the rock communities by the real raakkshtaars.
*the best sight is the moshpit where these rockstars do the misamma dance, dandiya or even bhangra!

but what the fuck? why am i saying "they"? i've been there. done most of the above crap. and loved it while i did it. i totaly admit!
rock and metal are still very liberating forms of music to me. i do listen to lots of other stuff too. i'm not trying to judge anyone by the aforementioned stuff or state a stereotype for that matter. and to all the real metal heads out there....long live metal!
lets just laugh this one off.

lots of much required love

work and stuff like that..!

2008-06-11T10:05:00.000-07:00

yes. you got it right. the title is meant to be sarcastic. i cant work. i actually lost the ability to work around 7 years ago. ever since, i've been existing. (read not living).
and for around 20 days after every semester i reach this state i refer to as a 'boredom coma' .
i've written about it before but just so you know its like this state from which only 'very very' interesting events/occurences/guests can get me out of.
yeah..4 times in the last 19 days, i went out for some lunch and beer.

i'll let you know my daily timetable. i wake up at 9. read the paper. see dad off. watch tv till 1. bathe. watch tv again till 4. go online for an hour. sleep till 7. wake up and watch more tv. go online from 10 to 12. do arbit stuff for arnd 2 hrs (like play guitar. dont get pervy ideas). sleep.
kindly note, there's no mention of bfast/lunch/dinner coz they are not timed or important for that matter. they sometimes also get substituted by large amounts of junk lying around the house or even just coffee.

also observe. i'm just informing. not complaining. i love this. i could pay to laze around this much. i've decided today to take time off every year henceforth (coz i fucking can) for just so much time to rejoice the power i have. the power of being extremely lazy. i could just lay there on the couch changing positions for hours or maybe even days (i should try) together. all of you should try it.

i'm willing to do it at the risk of being called 'furniture', 'couch potato' (duhh), 'shreyas' (i'm making it a standard now)...
judge me..i dont give a damn.

happy holidays guys..!!

lots of much required love

and then i shouted FUCK!

2008-06-09T23:04:00.000-07:00

today, all students from the school of computing had to take part in a bi-annual ritual called the choice based credit system. we choose our sections here. and in this process we also know who are the lecturers appointed for that section. so this indicates how we're going to fare in the oncoming semester. good so far.

where's the fucking problem?
see, every sem, our college outsources this site design and maintanence to a nincompoop software dev company from chennai. abusing them is a waste of blog-space coz i just cant stop once i start.
all the students, come online on time to choose the easiest set of lecturers possible. and this increases the net traffic. and the site design is probably weak enough to croak on 10 users.
ptthhuuu!!!
i swear i must have seen the "internet explorer cannot display the webpage" line over 1000 times today. those of you who think 'm exaggerating can go take a walk.

most of us have gtalk running simultaneously so as to keep track of the advances in the otherwise irritatingly non-responsive website. some hit gold midway though and finish their job. some keep trying and trying. i tried too. couldnt make it. this results in an extremely frustrating environment. it reflects in the status messages of gtalk or orkut profile names..etc. i finally pushed the job onto a friend who's in campus and he did it for me..

throughout the 2 hrs or so i was trying to do it by myself all i could read was..."abey hua kya?", "abey khula kya?", "sastra ki maa ki *****", etc

2 and a half hours of frustartion finally gave an outcome. and that was the moment i felt orgasmic happiness and gave out a loud shout of "FUCK" oblivious to everything or everybody around me.

i cant wait to see this shit redo itself on 16th...(hostel registrations)

wait..here's another shout.. "FFFUUUUCCCCKKKKKK"!

lots of much required love

fart system!

2008-06-08T12:27:00.000-07:00

there is a pressure. i have shielded myself from it or maybe always have pretended not to care about it. but this pressure is distinct. i'm not sure if its "peer" but this is the "pressure of having successful friends!"

i'm the unfortunate one here. i have extremely successful friends. most of them are in the best of engineering/medicine/law schools around the country. most of em today while doing their "reverse engineering", would actually fucking smile! the others are doing their bit to compensate with sports or some other such false beliefs of mankind. some are gay and popular. ;) some are abroad. where do i stand?

i ask myself this semi-worthy question over 10 times every week. semi-worthy coz there's a simple answer to it but no obvious solution. i'm waiting for my edge to show up. its not evident yet and frankly i dont see it coming. my successful friends sadly also know my success/failure-rate so its not even possible for me to fake my credentials. i would have done it if i could. i swear.

i'm still fine. how? why? i dont know! maybe coz i have the power of pretence! yet again, my lower rated colleagues boost my self esteem. they are not unsuccesful. they too are waiting for their moment. of worth.

see.. this is a very elaborate process or chain of thought where my "reverse engineering" goes from the period of data flow control to the era of spelling mistakes. i get bugged and frankly, very irritated. so i choose to indulge. in what? that depends on availability of various intoxicating substances which in turn cause me to eat a lot which in turn makes me fart. this cycle is hence named..the fart system! i fart my thoughts away. and it really feels good.

hema uses fart a lot. maybe fart's an intelligent word. hmm...

lots of much required love

Conclusions

2008-06-08T03:25:00.000-07:00

none! i havent done anything worthwhile in the last 3 years. and if you remember something, post it on your own blog. i dont care!

lots of much required love

Reverse Engineering!

2008-06-08T00:44:00.001-07:00

i'm done with 3/4th of my engineering course. and in computing for god's sake. i'm now trying to understand what i've achieved in the last 3 yrs. all i did was pretend to pass time (i couldn even do that properly)! and i'm nowhere close to being called an engineer in terms of computing expertise. i am however comforted by my lesser informed colleagues. some are just bloody dumbfucks! ;) i use "bloody" a lot these days btw. i dont know why.

anyways, reverse engineering in my terms means trying to figure out what i did all this while.. I'm gonna think about it and update thoughts in the next post. i cant even remember most of the last 3 yrs.. its seems like i was high all this while an i dont know on what or why. what i'm having now seems like that hangover you get after drinking cheap liquor (read mgm apple vodka).

ok now for the big question..why am i back to blogging?
a: reverse engineering!
all celebrities are getting to blogging to talk about crap they go through in their everyday stupidity..i'm gonna try to blog bout my stupid life first and then see if that gets me my celebrity status..

i'm on the verge of spitting on myself for cracking this month's worst joke..dont support this..!
or i will do it again!

lots of much required love

New and Improved

2008-06-08T00:39:00.000-07:00

am back! and still avoidig capital letters. my old blog got too old for me to pitch in any new entries on it. this one, i swear, will be more frequently updated. but yet, as always, i am not going to care much bout this either. :)

lots of much required love