Its been more than a month since I have last posted, and withdrawl symptoms have never hit me harder. Now, even with just two days left for the cursed bi-annuals to get over, I can't hold back. No no, don't stop me. So here I am, back with my glass of pomegranate juice, tapping away on the keys. Nothing to say really, just wanted to loosen them rusty fingers a bit.
Ripley's belieu it or not:
If a sufficient number of monkeys were placed in front of a set of type-writers and left alone long enough, they would eventually produce all the works of shakespeare!
Random thought #356
Ever wondered how you'd look in a thong but didn't have the courage to go out and buy one? Fear not! Presenting, the do-it-yourself thong. But first, drop your pants! Now, that being done, roll up your underwears and stuff them in the crack of your butt. Stand in front of the mirror and admire your gluteus maximus.
P.S. I would strongly recommend you get rid of them follicles before trying out the above mentioned lunacy. Nobody ever wore thongs with a hairy derriere, you know.
Random thoughts occuring post midnight. Such are the vagaries of the human mind... *sigh*
07 June, 2005
03 May, 2005
this is the end...
When you're close to tears remember
Some day, it'll all be over
One day we're gonna get, so high...
-Lighthouse Family
Truer words were ne'er spoken. *Cheersh*
Amongst other news, Green Day has started making 9 minute songs. Now I've seen it all!
Some day, it'll all be over
One day we're gonna get, so high...
-Lighthouse Family
Truer words were ne'er spoken. *Cheersh*
Amongst other news, Green Day has started making 9 minute songs. Now I've seen it all!
01 May, 2005
mumbai matinee
"Yeh Mumbai shahar hai, Mumbai, idhar koi kisi ke liye rukta nahin hai", said person 'x' seated in front of me in Best bus no. 505, Bandra to CBD Belapur, on being questioned by person 'y' as to why he (person 'x') foxily grabbed his (person y's) seat. Needless to say, a seat once taken in the aforesaid Mumbai shahar, will not be easily given up, be it in a bath-room or a bus. Person 'y' ofcourse, muttered something about the royal ways of 'x', upon which 'x' gave a kingly smile to his fellow passengers, and promptly let loose a spit-ball on the road below, thus marking his territory for all who dared to encroach upon it. Meanwhile 'y' went on ahead, hoping to find some place else to park his derriere.
Every now and then you come across certain people who impart the knowledge of the world to you, as though you were born just yesterday (or considering the said city we are talking about, as if you are from Alibag)? They will promptly inform you of the various ways of their city, in a sentence or two, leaving you to figure out the deep hidden meaning for yourself.
Another example: Linking Road, 5 p.m. Woman is busy bargaining for a pair of sandals, when the vendor shouts out to her "yeh Linking Road hai, koi chor bazaar nahin". Oh-kay... and what if haven't heard of this market of thieves? What then? If I'd have known of it I'd have gone there, no really, I would have. But the point is I don't, and thats why I'm coming here.
Now, these people are the ones who have seen it all happen before their very eyes, who have lived in this city ever since they can remember, who are the very essence of the city as much as the city is an essence of their very existence. (Vanilla though, I never like any other. ) Its kind of a symbiotic relationship. In other words, they make the city as the city makes them. Love it or hate it, you can't get far without meeting any such characters on any given day. Yes, it is irritating when you yourself are at the receiving end of such wisdom . But hear it being forced down someone else's throat, and its the funniest thing you've heard in a while.
I now leave you with another classic from the good old local train. 'X' and 'Y' (yeah those two again) are having a tiff at the entrance of their compartment, since 'X' claims that 'Y' is getting a bit too close for his (X's) comfort . 'Y' retaliates, and before you know it both are in the middle of a verbal volley. 15-0, 15-15, 30-15, 30-30, 40-30, DEUCE!!!, ADV 'X'. At this point, 'Y', becoming desperate to score, shouts "Tu kya kar lega?" A cardinal sin. Sensing his opportunity, 'X' moves in for the kill, and replies, "Karega kuch nahin, jab karega to pata chalega." Game, Set, Match 'X'.
P.S. - I have personally never understood the implications of that cracker of a retort, but, if you do, then might I say you are on the verge of becoming the quintessential Mumbaikar. Jai Maharashtra.
Every now and then you come across certain people who impart the knowledge of the world to you, as though you were born just yesterday (or considering the said city we are talking about, as if you are from Alibag)? They will promptly inform you of the various ways of their city, in a sentence or two, leaving you to figure out the deep hidden meaning for yourself.
Another example: Linking Road, 5 p.m. Woman is busy bargaining for a pair of sandals, when the vendor shouts out to her "yeh Linking Road hai, koi chor bazaar nahin". Oh-kay... and what if haven't heard of this market of thieves? What then? If I'd have known of it I'd have gone there, no really, I would have. But the point is I don't, and thats why I'm coming here.
Now, these people are the ones who have seen it all happen before their very eyes, who have lived in this city ever since they can remember, who are the very essence of the city as much as the city is an essence of their very existence. (Vanilla though, I never like any other. ) Its kind of a symbiotic relationship. In other words, they make the city as the city makes them. Love it or hate it, you can't get far without meeting any such characters on any given day. Yes, it is irritating when you yourself are at the receiving end of such wisdom . But hear it being forced down someone else's throat, and its the funniest thing you've heard in a while.
I now leave you with another classic from the good old local train. 'X' and 'Y' (yeah those two again) are having a tiff at the entrance of their compartment, since 'X' claims that 'Y' is getting a bit too close for his (X's) comfort . 'Y' retaliates, and before you know it both are in the middle of a verbal volley. 15-0, 15-15, 30-15, 30-30, 40-30, DEUCE!!!, ADV 'X'. At this point, 'Y', becoming desperate to score, shouts "Tu kya kar lega?" A cardinal sin. Sensing his opportunity, 'X' moves in for the kill, and replies, "Karega kuch nahin, jab karega to pata chalega." Game, Set, Match 'X'.
P.S. - I have personally never understood the implications of that cracker of a retort, but, if you do, then might I say you are on the verge of becoming the quintessential Mumbaikar. Jai Maharashtra.
23 April, 2005
the power of four!
Every once in a while these four words pop into my mind, namely; 'It's not worth it!'
Needless to say, I am profoundly moved by the power in these words, and the effect it has on people. So go ahead, and make the world a better place to live in! Let no one toil labouriously at their work. Tell them these four words, and they shall forget all their worries and they shall come after you like no one's ever come after you. Still reading this, eh?? Well, guess what? It's not worth it!
Needless to say, I am profoundly moved by the power in these words, and the effect it has on people. So go ahead, and make the world a better place to live in! Let no one toil labouriously at their work. Tell them these four words, and they shall forget all their worries and they shall come after you like no one's ever come after you. Still reading this, eh?? Well, guess what? It's not worth it!
21 April, 2005
Reality & mustard
The more I think about it, the more it seems that the only worthwhile thing to do now days is to become part of some reality show: have a couple of bugs, some roaches if you please (with a dash of mustard)*, get your brains knocked out by some 15 others, walk phantom-like about the house shouting 'Shaaaaaaaaron' at random intervals, etc etc... But the one show that stands out amongst the plethora of these reality shows is The Most Amazing Race. Sheer brilliance. Oh, what I would give to be on that show! I don't suppose anyone knows how one can apply to be on it. Even Google came up with no answer (other than some race for the Kentucky Kindergarten Kids, dubbed as The Most Amazing Race!)
*=Scientific test have proved that there is nothing in this world that cannot be made edible instantly with a dash of mustard. Removing the double negation, it quite simply means 'have mustard, will eat'.
*=Scientific test have proved that there is nothing in this world that cannot be made edible instantly with a dash of mustard. Removing the double negation, it quite simply means 'have mustard, will eat'.
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