Depraved Felicity

Being in the holiday mood..i tardily have the curtains drawn along..for a bright day. The heat beats down on me..and well..its no sunday morning..and i find myself all alone in the room vth the alarm pointing at one of the clock..! A cup of coffee was just outa question..and a bottle of water was too far to fetch..! Lying in the cosy bed..vth the pictures of AJ and sushmita sen still lurking from the last nights eliciting dreams..i grope for smthn around..to find INDIA TODAY WOMAN..!

With the hope of finding more pics inside,i went thro it eagerly..! To my astonishmnet..it was so deviling..wen i rather thought it d soothe my senses! The whole of the mag was filled with all kinda stuff that an indian woman would hardly need..!! Wines..red wines white wines..whats better for the season..and quite a lot of trendy extras..ranging from headpiece by louis mariette to biker boots by miu miu!! For whom was the mag...? Fashion divas and porn stars?! Who in India would need womans biker boots..?!catwoman?!

The other article i came across was titled.. "froot of the loom knows what indian women want"! It sounded like yet another "HITCH"..they know how to woo the women..!! Raring to gobble it..i dived through..and it was yet another faux pases..!! The lines went like.."women today spend a lot of their precious time and money on bikinis,sports bras,camisoles and much more". I took a minute off and started checking the publishing place..was it london or newy york or paris?! HELL NO..nai dilli..!! The ubiquitousness of such articles and columns should be mulled over. Lets atleast keep the writings indian,man..!er...woman?!

The corporates have anyway chewed out every bit of the indian ethos. every dork and doe is dressed as though he has just lost US citizenship..and is still yearning to get there by flattering the officials! I really find it hilarious when i find people adjusting their ties..when they very well have another hand wiping the sweat off their asses! Why cant people just find a plain shirt befitting for the daily chores in their offices?! Why cant a kurta be the code for office goers? The west has got their style of dressing in their place..why do we need do ape them?! Why do we take pride in being a more foreigner?! When people comport themselves in the manner,it reeks of garishness. Is anyone,a huslter out here?!

Lost ....

When the punchline in evey mail I sent out reads that I should not egret doing things....
how could I let this one stay in the drafts??? Not that Its one miraculous post proposing a watershed theory... but this at least reflects the state of my mind as on 12/5/09 !! :) feels good that blogger had this option available ;-)) 


I was lost. .. I was desperate ....with lappy formatted ... bookmarks lost ! .. I was deserted .. I had to find my way back afterall ! ...read through those pages stored on my mind... to find those good blogs that I sincerely follow... ..

What did Coelho say in the Alchemist ? .. ring any bells ??-"treasure lies where your heart belongs" ...

I found the link to the site in my own past blog post !! .. Huh ! . .Relieved ! 
this rerouted to Amit's blog ... 
I'm back to normalcy post scanning through  my fav reads after a long time !! :D :D

Number..e..(i)d....entites ...

I always though till my +2, with my movies inspired vision of jail scenarios, that IDs were the worst things to happen to us. You simply lost touch with the roll caller.He/She would start mumbling some numbers and yes/present would invariablt be the answer.
Marks sheets were given out in that order.
Examination seating was in that order.
Thanks God seating in class rooms wasn't!!.
What now makes me go back and take up this otiose undertaking is that some numbers have really stuck with me ever since.... like ..
187- my Id in+2... I took pride in being one more than the highest ODI score of Sachin.
the other numbers were put to full use during undergrad days with each one taking its place in the annals of my life.
-Daily wake up alarm is set at just a minute past Seven!! :D :D ..
-9 mins later... I envy I wasnt the jumblee ;)
-A chat with bro just ended @ 793 lines .. btw- my frst crush @ Bits
-Satan's number is still very much around ...
-A random list goes off like ... 828,728,838,764!(omg..mine so late!),864,801(!),555,....390,728........ clock ticking...
oh my wingees .. wer r ur ids?... i dont seem to remember any, although there wer so many..
It has come across as a pleasant surprise that these actually random entries do have a special place in my memory and most of the time evoke a smile on my face!
..It was such a bad idea after all.. I guess..
P.S. Being forced to mark both Reflections and Weirdo labels since the last couple of times!.. Are my reflections getting weirder by the day? ..
PPS Does reflecting on the weirdness make it weirder?!?

Tit Bits(Nonsensical to d core)!

1.With All is well..turning into a buzzword, Aamir's taunts on Chetan Bhagat not withstanding, his popularity seems to have risen to a different level...swell!
2.The past weekend was rather happening one,adorned with an impromptu trip to Marine Drive..followed by a -strong motivation cum egotism lend a helping hand- in an attempt to ward off vineyard pleasures at the restaurant. Success...
Austerity drive still going strong-Go green,No Booze n fag ....
3. To continue 1, I stood there among the jamboree anticipating Aamir arrival and felt rather alienated. I wasnt one of the regular enthusiasts who came puffing and panting just to catch a glimpse of a star, neither was I able to drag myself completely out of it and carry on with my routine. I am still left pondering if it was the odd "high" I needed to teleport myself from this banality or just that Newton's first law took me along.
4. Il come back at a later point of time and certainly rue writing this....
Of all things I hate, the one I can remember just after Deceit is... Repent ..
It just sucks the life out of life after all..
5. Words are hard to come by while sheltering in the arms of Morpheus..
Au revoir ...
P.S. "Kolonall Hans Landa's" goodbye to Shosanna still rings in my ears!!..Perhaps nothing has left me as awestruck in the post-Joker era...Kudos Mr Waltz!

Thou shalt not ...

-"తినగా తినగా గారెలు చెదు" ...
-More is less
-Law of Dminishing Marginal Utility
...in short the satisfaction derived with each additional increase in the consumption invariably nose dives...
The point is not to flaunt my seemingly half baked economics..
but this is to vent my anger on those fries that I have been having since this morning ...

...The very thought of which is making me feel pukish. !! yuk! fries !..
With another unopened packet staring right at me, I hereby declare that its future is definitely not in Safe Hands.... Im gonna dispose u outta my sight......
How I wish I were not envying the guy gorging his share of french fries ...!

P.S. Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's junk food! (The Holy Ten Commandments abridged on an Xmas nyt!)..
P.P.S. Thnks Ark to hav introduced me to this Type in Telugu site.

HP to the rescue ..

Xmas ..'09 ..
Its almost 6 hrs IST, with temperatures just a tad lesser than usual on this particular dawn, I felt little less warmer than any other day and with that came along laziness.
My cieling fan running at full speed only added to the effect !! ...
Desperate to fight that Deadly Sin, read Sloth.... and beat this cold.. I was left stranded .. and running out of ideas... for my daily gear, a blanket, hardly seemed to suffice ! ...

Then came to the rescue .... a HP Pavilion Notebook ! ....my savior
Its incessant heating capacity nevermind any freezing conditions.... (dont even bother to think of its overheated ..ready to fry plight when temperatures start soaring ).. came in as a great help ... heating up my lap ! .. a truly lappy per se ...

.. I always believed in .. Laziness being the mother of innovation!! ... let alone necessaties ... ;) ...

P.S. ..."Here's looking at you HP"

@ Rashomon

It all started in my 3rd year, when I took up a course in Critical Analysis of movies under one of my fav profs. As I remember it to be, Rashomon was the first movie I had attended.

We had those Mondays dedicated to movie watching alone ! Imagine me enjoying all those covetous looks dished out by my friends...

The prospect of watching a Jap movie straight after my noon siesta was too unthinkable a proposition ! .. I dozed off... for a good 20 minutes...

Almost as the actual incident (the first account) came to an end, was when I finally decided to stay awake and decided on finding a better way to start off the course ...

I found it bizzare, by the end of the movie, that the same incident had been interpreted by each character in his own sweet way, may be to suit his needs or even otherwise..

This was insane !! .. How could you do that unless you were obviously lying ...???

I googled it up and later came to know of this very intriguing "effect of the subjectivity of perception on recollection"...

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All this has come back to me only due to the water crisis that Im stuck in right now...

My roomie n I were anxiously waiting to find out whether our water tank was being filled up or not... We both were maintaining strict vigil on the water levels of the tank....

Behold !! ... I was in fact finding the water levels to be changing...fluctuating due to water inflow, while my friend could observe none of that....

What was suddenly wrong with my eyesight ??? ....

It was this subjectiveness, of wanting desperately to have that tank filled up so that I could take my bath, that led to this hallucation ... imagination ...paranoia....oh ! .. call it wat not ....this is The Rashomon Effect .... for u ... frnds ...!!

P.S. ..Here goes another evidence of people getting very deeply curious about the "Effect" - @ santoshmiz (his intro to psychology course not withstanding !)

Find myself ....

Sandwiched between a TGIF and a NGIM ..... and fear losing the weekend!

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By the time this realisation dawns.... its already dawn and just this day left before NGIM starts ...haunting... hunting ...(watever) again !

These are exactly the thoughts that take one whizzing along on this "Road of Perdition"...

PS- TGIF - Thank God Its Friday (almost ubiquitous once @ work)

PPS-NGIM- No God Its Monday (ditto, albeit a far less famous one! ... Coined by yours truly)

Whats in a ... thnx

The apathetic auto driver,going by his demenour, unwillingly told me to hop in. When he dropped me off at my residence, all I offered him was his due and a "thanks".

At that moment,when he must have been contemplating his next destination, the words I uttered left him spellbound.. He digested it and slowly raised his hand in a typical "salaam bhai" fashion and acknowledged it with a smile on his face!

Happiness Unmatched!!

P.S. No..not a moral story ..Chill!(Dont take your daggers out..)

Malena:D&G

No.. it is not Dolce & Gabbana....[:P]

The narrative runs very much parallel to the work of art-Malena, except that it is much more contemporary. The culmination is not the happy ending of the couple but the ordeals faced by the lovelorn-"T".

Who is .....whoo???

Long long ago there lived, in a remote village, a girl named G. There was a time when nobody would even bother to have a glance at her,leave alone disturb her. Time passes by and slowly G begins to get noticed for her unusually attractive features and a rather clandestine affair with D.

D, on the other hand is very overtly dismissive about G. D in fact relocates himself to a remote location adding fuel to the fire of these rumours. This intrigues quite a few people and drew them into this engrossing tale.

.....Ostracized???

Along with few mere curious onlookers(say T) come some wily old foxes as well who were sniffing something really lucrative,say A and B. Both A &B already have laid out plans well beforehand to ambush G.T,in the meanwhile starts to have feelings for G. He is fascinated by G. He is bowled over by G's beauty in every possible way.

With no D around, and with G being seen a few times with Q,W,Z.....this is the time, when the rumor mills start working extra time and all hell breaks loose. Every move G makes is misinterpreted. A & B try to win over G and take stock of the position to no avail. T desperately begins to search for opportunities to meet G,birthdays and classes not withstanding.

With her every step being scrutinized, social life becomes difficult. G is ostracised.

...End???

D later admits to have loved G over all these years and accepts her wholeheartedly leaving T,A,B high and dry !!

May D&G live happily ever after. May T find peace!!

P.S.-While T may have been portrayed with a negative shade, it is just his desire for G that is giving him sleepless nights till date!!

-Most of the alphabet know each other.(U c y coding was mandatory!!)

-Godfather:Sarkar, .....Malena: D&G (A tribute to the former!!)