Saturday, December 19, 2009

boozy booze booze.. hardy harr harr..

Its been very long.. time flew.. now am back to being vetti.. got a lot of stories and experiences to share..
to start with, lemme tell u that i got placed in CTS.. something expected to happen.. am digressing.. more on the placement later.. a week back, i was damn busy.. i had my last 2 exams.. i had to teach mama for all his arrears.. and important of all i had to help raghu(best friend,ex- roomie and architecture student) with his model.. i had to make his whole site plan while he is in charge of the building.. of course, he was the main authority who explained me what i had to do.. sundar was kind enough to help a bit coz he was also making another model.. the model turned out to be great.. much better than our expectations.. this was a tough one coz it was a hilly slope.. i'll upload the photos later.. the archi guys were very pleased that their models were completed in time..  so they offered a booze party.. we gladly accepted coz we're not stupid to let down a good offer.. the menu being..

1 DSP black (a blend of whisky and scotch)
1 smirnoff green apple flavoured vodka (TIP: never mix this with lemony lemon sprite)
1 haywards 5000 beer (for the beer lover sundar)
of course 3 packs of cigarettes (1 black, 1 classic, 1 flake.. see there is black in everything..)
2 bottles of sprite
2 packs of kurkure
2 packs of haldirams aloo bhujia

now there were totally 8 guys.. the archi guys kindled their creativity yet again and made the environment dimmer.. it was a computer monitor lit party.. one shd speculate that the above mentioned items are quantitatively less for professionals.. one archi guy had no mood.. one was flat after 2 pegs of vodka.. other said he drank in the afternoon and was in no mood.. raghu said that he was fed up with drinkin.. so he had only 2 pegs.. ela stuck onto the fact that he didnt have anything for dinner n so he too lessened himself.. he had 5 pegs i think.. the other archi guy had 6 pegs i think.. urs truly drinks.. but is not that much into it..  so only 4 pegs..(see.. very less).. everyone was in their conscience except the great sundar.. he drank the whole bottle of beer.. 3 pegs of vodka.. 6 pegs of black.. the point to be noted is that everything was consumed in raw form.. no ADULTeration.. thats it.. he found the stairway to heaven.. a few more pegs.. he would have even touched the lotus feet of god.. initially he was dancing to the songs that were being played.. tired he sat down.. started to tell philosophies(read: blog posts for the author).. pretending myself to be a sith lord.. i say..
"Learn to know the Dark Side of the Force.. coz only then u can truly realise urself and ur potential"
lemme tell u abt the booze law..
"Only booze can make one go high for a sufficiently long time so that one starts to think out of the box "
a corollary might be
"Alcohol gives you wisdom which you thought never existed in you"
This owes to the simple fact that u lose ur mind for the time being.. u tend to be open-minded.. i feel this state is everyone's true nature..

Most of the alcohol talks would be about girls, how fucked up their life is or about their field of study(eg. engineering).. but we are a different branch in the same crooked tree.. we talk about philosophy and analyse people's character in the weirdest ways possible.. sundar started off by advicing that we shouldnt forget our parents after we start earning.. ela got bored and escaped.. the remaining me and raghu are natural good listeners.. so he talked and we listened.. raghu was totally steady.. whereas i was a bit shaky.. i still cant remember topic shifts.. from parents it went to western culture.. dunno how.. then indian culture.. would u believe if i tell u that the real blog post starts now only..

so.. he put forth the question.. do u think whether the parenting practices followed in western culture are justified.. letting children choose their own choices creating a barrier in the parent- child relationship.. he was supporter of indian culture.. his argument was immature(shall i say) considering the fact that he is still not married(lol) and his poor knowledge about parenting practices in the western culture.. am not taking any side.. every culture has its own pros and cons.. whats ur say in this..

this is running like a mega serial.. am stopping this..

P.S: Booze yet again tomo.. cmon i got a job.. bring on the heavy artillery..
P.P.S: finally am goin home.. i can hear chennai screaming "come to papa"

Thursday, December 3, 2009

SOIN: just not SO IN

I open my blogger to read all ur posts.. and i noticed soin had posted something.. i just opened it in a new tab and waited for all my tabs to open.. when i was reading the first post.. i happen to notice something.. it was not the usual "Post not found" sign..  the sign was a bit awkward.. It read "blog not found".. so i thought blogger is playing tricks with me again.. and so i refreshed the page.. the same thing again.. finding it a little hard to digest, i closed the tab and typed the address in a new tab.. same thing again.. it was then that i realised the idiot had done it for real.. these were the same words that were running through my mind..


these are for the brain that generated the thought to delete the blog..


these are for obeying the brain's commands..

If i had known that he was gonna do this.. i would have thrown lyrics such as these at him..

"So precious, yet surreal
 Blog's a onetime deal
With a delicious dark appeal
And a non-religious kind of zeal"

but a helpless me was sleeping.. that which has happened cannot be undone.. atleast am happy that he kept a backup of it.. hopefully he'll start another one..

so i'll finish this by telling a story which i think he has not said in his blog..

Has anyone wondered how he got the name soin?? Its an interesting story.. i pity myself for remembering it partially.. now his name is vishvak saen.. i think in 8th.. they had a new maths teacher who was a malayali.. when she took the attendance for the first time, she pronounced his name as vishvak soin.. all his friends liked this catchy name so much that he was addressed by this name only.. an incident to prove that his friends dont even remember his real name happened in 11th standard i think.. one of his friends called to his home.. his mom had picked up the phone.. the friend had asked for soin.. his mom's obvious reply was "there is no soin in this house".. the friend tried hard to remember his name and stammered like hell.. his mom cut the call thinking that it was a wrong number..
i just got 1 word to say after all this.. freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.......

P.S: I think he is bound to kill me for keeping this mokka title..
P.P.S: as sridhar put it.. and he was finally beaten by a girl..
P.P.P.S: and we're off to nagpur for the CAT..

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

kitty krushes.. kitty krashes..

U were acting like the dog in tom & jerry
always trying to catch tom as if u had a krush on tom
but what happens when there is no tom
it all comes krashing down like a house of cards..

This has been the headline for the past 3 days.. CAT server crashes rescheduling the dates of many students..
My facebook status read "Am a sadist coz i was happy wen i found out CAT server had crashed".. 4 people liked this.. so all those who went to write the exam and came back not writing it have every right to be pissed off.. as usual we jus have to put the blame on some1.. r u gonna put the blame on IIMs?? wat abt prometric who are responsible for conducting the test?? did u think abt blaming urself?? 
now lets justify.. IIMs have no role in this.. they decided its gonna be an online test and gave it to the prometric, a server crash happens.. its like a random process.. u cant predict when its gonna happen and also cannot find out y it is happening.. but it happens perfectly at the wrong time.. how many times have we witnessed gmail crashing, blogger crashing.. twitter going bizarrrrk.. and the no donut for u sign.. we do complain at times like those too but not like this.. y is this so important.. coz its life threatening.. now a report said that "the CAT going online has seen a considerable decrease in the number of applicants"
since  this is gonna be the first time CAT is being held online.. the applicants shd hav speculated that things might go wrong.. so to be on the safe side, they should not have chosen the starting dates.. 
but they didnt.. i have a hunch that most of the people who scheduled the starting dates are preparing for CAT for the past 2 years.. hence they will be known as schemers.. everything should go according to their plan.. they planned to give the cat as soon as possible and get over with it.. their failure to notice an imbalance in the system is the root cause for all their misery.. and so even though they are schemers.. they arent jus good in it.. and the house of cards comes crashing down.. and finally they complain about the system.. 
since i dont wanna say the 2 words.. i pity u and recite the following lullaby so that u can have a nice sleep..

“Soft kitty, warm kitty
little ball of fur,
happy kitty, sleepy kitty
purr purr purr”

P.S: My CAT is on dec 3.. n what am i doing?? am analysing fellow cat aspirants.. kya baat hai sirji..

P.P.S:the reason for the crash..[link]

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Endless sacrifice

How come 
We dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We rarely keep in touch at all

And i dont even feel the same way 
that it used to be anymore
After all the years we've been down

After all the things we've been through

This aint no how
This bullshit can't be true
We family aint a damn thing changed, unless it's you!

P.S: U shd recognise the first few lines.. if u dont then u can credit me with that..

P.P.S: This poem will make sense who have felt when a close friend aint closer no more..

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

And justice for all

Today.. an unusual incident happened.. since our cook failed us yet again.. we had to go out for dinner.. so only 5 pple from the gang finally decided to go to vinayak udupi since thats the only bearable south indian restaurant in raipur and since we are getting really really home sick.. jus cant wait for all these exams to get over.. so, the restaurant has 2 big rooms (nothin fancy).. one for self service and the other air conditioned.. since the self service was a bit crowded.. we decided to go for AC.. we entered to find only 1 couple occupying one of the 5 tables present.. they were seated near the door while we went to the far end of the room.. the point of telling this is we could see their faces from all of the seating options available.. now about the couple.. they are ISO 9001:2009 certified unmarried.. i do can say that their ages shd hav been between 25-27.. way older than us.. now am tellin all this just after 2 glances(no closer looks).. the first glance was while entering the room.. let it be a little suspense abt the second glance.. we entered anyway.. as any college gang should be, i think i can accept the fact that we were a teeny weeny bit noisy.. then the thing that should not happen happened.. 

The couple got up from their seats.. shifted to the opposite seats of the same table where we could not see them.. or atleast their faces.. we got totally pissed off.. suddenly one of us(not me) said..
"WTF.. wat indecency did we show.. get up u idiots" (translated to english by the author.. u dont wanna hear the tamil version.. trust me)

We got up from there and left the AC (btw did i say that the AC was not working) room and went to the self service section.. while going away from that room.. we all gave an angry stare (no..not the pathetic stare from yesterday's how i met your mother episode) towards the couple since now they were facing us..

hence, i put forth a question.. Are the couple justified in doing that?? and was our reply enough or do u still think it lacks the force.. please justify yourself..

before u start to comment.. lemme tell u some facts about a gang of boys.. do keep them in mind while u r commenting..
1. A single girl/ a group of girls anywhere - do i need to say yes.. of course bird watching..
2. A couple belonging to the same age sitting anywhere jus talking - maybe yes.. just a curious look to check out the girl..
3. A couple of a little higher age jus talking.- i dont think so.. we always have a lot of options u see..
4. Any unmarried couple doing everything else other than talking - as i said.. curiousity always killed the cat.. its a killing machine does killing in the name of good..

Its a guy's fault too (in cases 2, 3 & 4).. y does he hav to get pissed off when a total stranger is looking at his girl.. wat could he possibly do.. come into their life and take his girl away from him?? nonsense.. even he would have done bird watching.. relationships,love,sex all start with bird watching.. bird watching is no offence.. the worst part is when they try to tell that we are the indecent ones through their amateur attempts.. looks like we would have to spread the message of pissing them off..

P.S: we ate happily after that..and justice was served(thanks to the justice league).. looks like we set a record for eating a family dosa in less than 1 and a half minutes.. 

P.P.S: this post is totally abt bird watching.. so please dont throw any shit on protection in the society, rapism blah blah..

Monday, November 16, 2009

Eccentricity, smoking, philosophy & grace - Eccentricity

Its like this.. I was born to 2 south indian brahmins who got arrangedly married.. one is from the tirunelveli district and the other from the dharmapuri district in tamilnadu.. but am a true chennaite u see.. born and brought up in chennai.. when u hear someone saying brahmin from tamilnadu.. the following 2 words will automatically click in your mind- Iyers and Iyengars.. the former are the shiva devotees while the latter are my followers(not blog followers).. but i dont belong to either.. am a madhwa.. its actually very hard to explain who a madhwa is..  i can see some "i know" faces.. here it goes.. madhwas are kannada/ marathi speaking brahmins who worship vishnu and his avatars.. they are similar to the iyengars but different.. nw as many might not know, my mother tongue is marathi.. when i came here to raipur, none of the maharashtrians in my college(its an NIT) could understand my marathi.. one sensible fellow said that my marathi was a very true form of marathi used only in literature.. not in speaking.. (all u maharashtrians have polluted ur language).. only then did i get the urge to call up my dad and ask the obvious question "how come our mother tongue is marathi.. none of my friends can understand it".. he was dumbstruck and gave the answer "my mom and dad taught me that only.. i taught u the same.. i think we are the remnants of the royal family of shahjahan".. then it led to a series of unanswered questions.. then i did the obvious.. googled it..
these are the exact lines from wiki..
"Madhwas (or Madhvas) is the name given to a community of Brahmin caste of India, whose members follow the doctrine of Dvaita or Dualism as codified by Acharya Madhwa.
Madhwas are Vaishnavites (Vaishnavism). Kannada is the mother tongue of majority of members of this community today in India. They live mainly in Karnataka and a significant number live in Tamil NaduMaharashtra and Andhra Pradesh. The influx of Madhwas into Tamil Nadu is thought to have happened during and after the Maratha conquest of Thanjavur."

Even wiki doesnt mention anything abt marathi.. but it surely cleared something.. now y the hell did the marathas invade thanjavur.. leaving that aside.. since even my mom and dad knew only the speaking part.. i too knew that only.. i cant read or write marathi.. so marathi was totally restricted to home.. a lot of my school friends thought i was a tamil iyengar.. i was having a lot of interest in the language tamil.. somehow i feel its more poetic than english and hindi.. u can manipulate the language in many ways.. the language is indeed special with its rich literature.. my dad is highly fluent in tamil.. he had this perfectly inspiring tamil teacher prototype in his schooling.. i envy him for that.. but i hate him for 1 thing which he enforced upon me.. knowing so much about the tamil language, he forced me to take HINDI as my second language in school.. he even denied me to switch to tamil when i was in 6th.. he always said that he had a "hunch" that i would be going to north india.. His hunch became true.. but still hate hate hate.. and thus i know to read write and speak both tamil and hindi..
Reverting back to the madhwas, since they too are brahmins.. implies no meat and only vegetarian.. and so i thought egg wouldn't be a problem.. and thus, me in 8th standard (only then did i get the courage) ate an omelette from a roadside shop and happily went home after school.. yours truly being so proud for doing such a brave thing told this to his mom.. i got frightened after seeing my mom's reaction.. she caught me by the ear and pulled me to the bathroom directly.. made me wait for 5 mins.. went somewhere and got some big leaves (dunno which plant) and some mustard.. told me that i had to keep the leaves on my shoulders with the mustard over the leaves.. and then pour water over my head until the leaves fall down.. this is some kinda tradition to be done after a sinful act.. that was the day i decided "i will live my life breaking each and every damn rule in the book.. break the rules was my policy".. due to the high dedication i had towards my policy.. i feel proud to say that i have eaten chicken and fish.. since am not a natural canine.. i feel it a bit hard with the bones.. boneless works fine..
thus my eccentricity is born..

P.S: the tiltle has been shamelessly edited from the foo fighters album "echoes, silence, patience & grace"
P.P.S: if any of u know any good looking madhwa girl.. feel free to hook her up with me..

Friday, November 6, 2009

mokka mohan

got these 2 as mail.. so jus sharing.. this is all i can do with my hectic schedule.. do promise to come back and complete the unfinished posts.. for the time being, hav a good laugh people..


Scenario 1
Two guys are fighting and a third guy comes along, then a fourth and
they start arguing about who's right. You are in Kolkata

Scenario 2
Two guys are fighting and a third guy comes along, sees them and walks
on. That's Mumbai

Scenario 3
Two guys are fighting and a third guy comes along & tries to make
peace. The first two get together & beat him up. That's Delhi

Scenario 4
Two guys are fighting. A crowd gathers to watch. A guy comes along and
quietly opens a chai-stall. That's Ahmedabad.

Scenario 5
Two guys are fighting and a third guy comes he writes a software
program to stop the fight. But the fight doesn't stop b'cos of a bug
in the program. That's Bangalore

Scenario 6
Two guys are fighting. A crowd gathers to watch. A guy comes along and
quietly says that "AMMA" doesn't like all this nonsense. Peace comes
in. That's Chennai.

Scenario 7
Two guys are fighting. Both of them take time out and call their
friends on mobile. Now 50 guys are fighting. You are DEFINITELY IN


This was the title.. " People with weak heart don’t see….plzzzzz :(((" when i see titles like these.. i directly delete the mail.. but my mouse wasnt obeying my commands.. the mail opened.. and i was surprised not to see any brutal images.. but instead saw this..


Monday, November 2, 2009

Gone with the wind part-1

my blogger timeline is somewhat similar to the indian trains.. its running a little late.. jus 1 week.. we regret for the inconvenience caused..
I went to nashik last week for my IAF exam(EKT).. the IAF were kind enough to change my centre from nagpur to nashik.. 5 eager people decided not to go since nashik was far away and u wont be getting a confirmed ticket on the outrageously stupid howrah-mumbai route.. 2 of them were uncertain and so wen urs truly decided to take the risk, they joined in.. so the journey started with 2 quite unknown acquaintances from raipur.. since all this was decided 2 days before the exam, u could expect the kind of train journey that is supposed to happen.. i'll reserve that for part-2.. the train reached on time unexpectedly at 3.30am ruining a poor man's sleep.. the cold did its job of completely waking us up.. we had to go to the air base at ojhar village.. 35 kms from the station.. the directions in the hall ticket were clear.. we had to take a bus to the central bus stand and then another bus to ojhar.. for once i had suggested to eat something and start.. but they wouldnt listen.. so we went to the central bus stand on a bus which was at 3.45.. so early.. not a shop open at the CBS.. no tea even.. obviously i had backup and went for plan -B.. while they dont adhere to the backup i happily enjoyed the cold weather.. this next bus came at 4.30 and it was a special one that am gonna dedicate the following short story to it..

"tickets in his pocket.. all set for the 28 km drive to the village.. a bus in which the driver had his own cabin.. his earphones plugged.. it was a deserted national highway.. no vehicles from the opposite direction.. no high beam headlights..the bus was a one man army plunged into darkness.. suddenly the bus went into stealth mode.. a strange coincidence that a particular song started playing on his mobile.. for once, he thought "fear of the dark" from iron maiden was not the situation song.. his legs shook,heart trembled, ear drums vibrated.. is it the song?? is it the cold?? it was the darkness.. he learned to fly in a sitting posture"

we reached so early that all we could see was pple jogging even in the cold weather.. helplessly in hunger, we sat there till 7am..

A few snaps..

at the station..

the CBS @ 4..

the driver's cabin..


am on a high pple coz am a drug addict..

the gentleman is back.. note the formals ur honour(i changed u know)

P.S: it seems that i've been writin so many part-1s and not writin part-2s.. will try to post them as soon as i can..
P.P.S: it also seems that i've been writing very long posts highly contrary to my usual writing style.. please bear with me as am preparing for my semester exams..

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

God hates us all - part 2

Came here with a mindset to write a totally enjoyable post.. but after reading soin's thrash metal version.. am all charged up to write mine.. so soin had put the blame on the ancestors.. true it is their fault too.. but i had something different in mind already and i dont wanna change that.. so it shd be obvious that am gonna put the blame on god.. all this reservation started on the basis of caste.. caste means religion.. and all this religion stuff attributes to god.. if i had a time machine, i'll go to the time period to kill whichever stupid fuck got the idea of a supernatural power controlling everything.. this guy was the cause for every fuckin shit that is going on now.. this might not be a big problem in other countries.. but in a highly diverse country such as India, one god itself is tuf to handle.. a lot of gods.. gimme a am basically against each and every religion in this fuckin world.. thats y the basic difference between people occurs..

and so ntpc came to our coll.. interviewed 10.. took the obvious 6 outta which one guy was a sc who mugged the about me column.. the worst part is that the about me for him was written by another guy.. totally unworthy idiot who is goin to be the fate of india's largest power sector company.. so rather than putting the blame directly on god.. i question all those "believers" whether is it appropriate to believe in god at times like these wen u feel god solely is responsible for all this utter chaos.. i cant call myself a perfect athiest even.. coz i may even be forced to believe in god in severe circumstances jus longing for a miracle to happen.. so even considering that am a theist it is instances such as now that force my comple mind to question his very existence..

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

the metal paradox

Its been very long that i wrote a post on music.. but this upcoming post wont amuse the readers who dont dig into metal music.. so to do justice i present u with my gtalk status for the past 2 days..
""maiden is god" are the words of a non-satanic atheist.."
for those who dont understand what maiden is.. Iron maiden is a legendary music band in the heavy metal genre.. recently i've been totally addicted to their songs.. when i updated this as my status.. there started a conversation between me and another fellow metal fan..
he asked me whether this was a paradox.. so is this a paradox?? i replied "maybe.. its complicated.."
now, the genres death metal and norwegian black metal are based on satanism.. although iron maiden are not totally satanic.. some of their songs are.. coming to the statement.. it literally means "a band which worships satan is god".. or rather.. "satan is god".. theoretically, satan is totally evil and god is totally pure/good.. but the world we live in has good and bad in it.. although good and bad are relativistic.. subjecting a person to physical torture/harm(*1*) is bad if u ask me..its not that the bad guys worship satan and the good guys worship god.. the bad guys also worship god..(*2*) people have questions such as "if god exists, then y do all the bad things happen".. well i believe the think which we call god is really a hybrid of the theoretical satan
and the theoretical god.. it is this GOTAN who we call god.. gotan is assigned to do one job.. to maintain the balance between good and bad.. too much good is bad.. too much bad is also bad..

*1*- only after implementing the physical stress, u can apply the psychological,sexual and other kinds of stress.. so i guess this is primary..
*2*- good guys worshipping satan are hard to find.. i'll let u know wen i find out

P.S:- any fans of dragonball-z here??

Coming to the music part which was the main reason for this post.. the following should be a treat for the metalheads.. not my creation.. found it sumwhere.. so just sharing.. it jus describes the various metal genres..

HEAVY METAL: The protagonist arrives on a Harley, kills the dragon, drinks a few beers, and bones the princess.

POWER METAL:The protagonist arrives riding a white unicorn, escapes from the dragon, saves the princess and makes love to her in an enchanted forest.

THRASH METAL:The protagonist arrives, fights the dragon, saves the princess and fucks her.

DEATH METAL:The protagonist arrives, kills the dragon, fucks the princess and kills her, then leaves.

BLACK METAL:The protagonist arrives at midnight, kills the dragon and impales it in front of the castle. Then he sodomizes the princess, drinks her blood in a ritual before killing her. Then he impales the princess next to the dragon.

DOOM METAL:The protagonist arrives, sees the size of the dragon, and thinks he could never beat him. He gets depressed and commits suicide. The dragons eats his body and the princess as dessert. That's the end of the sad story.

GOTHIC METAL:The princess in a velvet costume starts singing soprano. The protagonist completes the duet by adding the beast part, while the dragon plays the flute. Suddenly the dragon swallows the flute and accidently scorches the beauty and the beast and suffocates to death. All their souls are damned in hell for all eternity.

PROGRESSIVE METAL:The protagonist arrives with a guitar and plays a solo of 26 minutes. The dragon kills himself out of boredom. The protagonist arrives at the princess' bedroom, plays another solo with all the techniques and tunes he learned in the last year of the conservatory. The princess escapes looking for the HEAVY METAL protagonist.

GLAM METAL:The protagonist arrives, the dragon laughs at the guy's appearance and lets him enter. He steals the princess' make-up and tries to paint the castle in a beautiful pink color.

NU METAL:The protagonist arrives in a run down Honda Civic and attempts to fight the dragon but he burns to death when his moronic baggy clothes catch fire.

Monday, October 19, 2009

The difference in spark

This was my first diwali away from home.. or rather a bachelor's thala deepavali..(thala deepavali is the first diwali celebrated by a married male/female) most of u might know that my native place is chennai(in south india) and i am currently in raipur(central india).. In chennai i have my family.. and in raipur, me and my friends live in a separate house.. In this post, am mainly gonna talk abt the differences i noticed in the way the festival is celebrated in the 2 parts or rather gonna say what i have done during diwali..

Read the corresponding points back to back..

In Chennai..
1. 10PM-3AM:- I would have definitely slept..

2. 3.15AM:- I go to the streets and burst a 200 wala to show everyone that i've woken up and to wake all the sleeping beauties.. 15 mins are for just lingering in my sleep.. or atleast until dad comes and says "go and wake everyone up.."

3. 3.30AM:- This is what exactly happens.. and i dunno the name of this proceeding.. my mom spreads a mat on the floor.. me, my sis and my dad sit on it.. my mom goes inside the pooja room and brings the necessary "godly" stuff.. she applies turmeric and kumkum on all our foreheads.. and pours a little oil on our heads.. my dad gives us 1 rupee coins and we have to put it on the plate which contains all the godly stuff.. my mom takes it eventually.. then comes the best part.. i get an oil head massage from my dad.. i wish i can sleep again.. eventually i take a bath.. all this would have been done by at the max 4'o clock..

4. 4AM:- I put on my new clothes and tease my little sister for a while.. then go out with a few crackers and wish everybody out there a happy diwali.. everybody.. from beggars to pple travelling in cars.. the TV would be on and instrumentals on a full flow.. my mom would have put her usual ettu pulli kolam.. nothin fancy.. a simple rangoli..

5. 5AM:- The street is probably flooded now.. the little kids are highly notorious since they go in bunches and plan wickedly and choose their target carefully.. unfortunately.. urs truly was once a target of these kids.. (reason: urs truly has once lit 5 atom bombs in succession and then threw the 6th atom bomb in the air.. they were jealous) So.. wen i was close to the gate,they had me distracted by some other kid who made me to watch him.. while i was watching him 2 more kids lighted 2 kuruvi vedis(a fairly good explosive) right near my ears and stuck them onto the gate.. n the two explosives blasted at the same time making urs truly deaf for almost 5 mins.. the kids executed the plan perfectly.. no physical damage done but completely deaf for 5 mins.. all i could see was them laughing around.. i still havent taken the revenge on those naughty lil pests yet..

6. 6AM:- My dad is now ready and would do some risky stuff to enthrall the kids.. he would hold the 200 wala in his hands until it comes to the hand.. funny that i've never tried that even once..

7. 6.30AM:- The munching starts.. when i was small they threatened me to wash my hands every time before i lay upon my hand on the food.. so i would wash my hands and then eat.. now tht i hav bcum lazy and more brainy.. wen i go into the kitchen.. my mom stuffs the food in my mouth and i continue with the fireworks.. ;)

8. 7AM:- Me and dad would start watching TV and all the crap morning interviews with celebrities they put on.. the munching is still on pple.. and then it is TV(solomon papaiya) and TV(matinee movie) and more TV(evening movie) till evening.. at times fireworks.. and the great feast.. i may even go outside to meet my friends..

9. 7PM:- after 7AM its directly to 7PM.. we light the lamps all around the house.. and am off to fire rockets and a lil bit of fancy stuff to light up the night sky.. we sleep off finally..

In Raipur..
1. 12AM- 3AM:- Sleeping.. whats that??.. first of all this time was a lil bit different.. it was soin's bday.. so the usual party happened at 12AM.. we gave him gpl and ate his awesome bday cake as if we were scavengers.. u can check out that awesome bday cake here.. After that we start playing cards till about 3 AM.. every1 else slept..

2. 3AM:- We are totally stuffed with the 4 pound cake.. lazily me, soin and ela plan to get up, go to the street in an effort to wake all our neighbours.. we ignite the 100 wala.. the sound wasnt much but it shd have been enuf to wake em all.. our efforts go in vain.. not a single soul comes out for the next 1 hr..

3. 4AM:- No special religious proceeding.. we dont have a pooja room coz all are not of the same religion.. none of the hindus here are so religious where as the christians here are so religious.. neways.. no oil bath.. forget oil bath.. i didnt take bath the whole day.. soin took bath in the evening.. hari and rajesh perhaps took bath in the morning at maybe 10..

4.5AM:- By now Soin would have got around 4 calls from his home whereas i got 1 call through which i sufficed the need.. Since no-one woke up on our street.. we went to the tea shop in an effort to see pple awake on the auspicious day.. the chai wala was there.. we wished him and while happily drinking chai.. the rangoli-wala caught my eye.. took a few random colours and went home..

5. 6.30AM:- There are absolutely no kids still..

6. 7AM:- I really missed my dad.. but friends are the best substitute one can get.. me and ela clean the area in front of the gate in order to create more space for the rangoli..

7. 8AM:- Interestingly.. we just had 2 packets of sweets and 2 mixtures for the entire day.. not the kinda munching u had expected..

8. 8.30AM- 11.30 AM:- We saw the nayanthara interview on suntv.. one hell of a comedy.. the tattoo controversy was totally uncalled for.. then we saw the soloman papaya patti manram.. it was disappointing.. still not even a single cracker sound.. pissed off me and soin went off to bed..

9. 4.30PM:- Straight to work on the rangoli.. we didnt want some fancy design.. we needed a clear cut concept(alliteration aah..) it was rajesh's idea finally that came into play.. we finished with rangoli and then started the lamps(vilakku).. decorated the whole house with lamps.. u can check every stage of the rangoli and the decoration here..

10. 6.30PM:- Night is when the party began.. man u shd have seen this.. we were totally in love with the night sky.. All the rich pple show off with their money.. they burst only 10000 walas and fancy things that go and burst in the sky.. it totally rocked.. we bursted our small pile of crackers and went roaming around the city.. we took fotos of all the beautifully decorated houses and the rangoli.. our eyes took the pictures of all the good looking girls neatly dressed up..(wat can i say.. we're still bachelors..) in short.. it was a treat to our eyes..

P.S: I dedicate this post to my house mates.. rather close friends and fellow bloggers soin and hari.. if u wish to then plz take the award..
P.P.S: soin's real name is vishvak saen.. betcha lot of pple wouldnt know this..

Thursday, October 15, 2009

the long arm of the companies part 1..

Its been long.. i was totally jobless but still didnt find time to write something.. read all ur posts..
neways we all went to city mall as a very much needed outing and to buy formal wear for me as a diwali dress and for my campus placements if any..
a lot of incidents happened but before i mention all those u shd know 1 thing.. it is.. err.. err.. this is going to be the first formal wear i have.. so this purchase was kinda special for me.. wen i say formal i mean full hand shirts(not half sleeve), pants(no jeans n cargos) and belt.. i hav worn a lot of half sleeves.. but not full sleeves.. i hate them.. dresses are abt feeling comfy.. i dont feel comfy in them at all.. some hard to digest facts from the pensieve..
1. I have worn a full hand shirt only thrice in my entire life..
2. I still dont own  a full hand shirt..
3. I have gone out in public with a full hand shirt only once which was for the freshers party 2 years back..
4. The other 2 times i wore them are once in 12th which started my discrimination towards them and the second time was a week back for the GATE online application..

So, we set off.. while one of us went to the ATM, one went on n lighted a cigarette.. huffing and puffing he came back to see we all are set to go.. we saw the bus at a distance.. but he insisted us to go on an auto since he lighted the cigarette jus now.. seeing his pityful condition we all agreed and took an auto.. he sat with the auto driver while we all were at the back chit chatting.. suddenly the auto guy went inside a petrol bunk.. seeing this our hero threw the cigarette right away in an effort not to blow all of us above the ground.. it seemed that he didnt want to touch the lotus feet of god so soon.. we insisted him to throw the cigarette out of the petrol bunk.. so he got down and stamped on it and came back only to witness the auto guy starting the engines again owing to a lot of crowd at the bunk.. a wasted cigarette.. a frustrated friend asked the auto driver the reason.. if u r expecting a responsible citizen in the auto guy.. sorry u r wrong.. this is reality and auto drivers arent brainy..  there was no reply from him.. but he learnt his lesson..

P.S: auto driver peru manickam illango.. avar peru baashavum illango..
P.P.S: if u feel tht the lesson learnt is no smoking.. u r wrong again..

Thursday, October 8, 2009

peter pandi

This is just a continuation of one of my previous posts peter pan.. 
these hav been cheaply copied from the internet.. But this is a rare collecton.. i did a lot of finger twitching searching on the net..
So this is another one of those vocabulary tests.. but a different one..
Each correspond to some commonly used phrase.. mostly a proverb.. try finding them..

1.All articles that coruscate with resplendence are not truly auriferous.

2.Male cadavers are incapable of rendering any testimony.

3.Neophite's serendipity.

4.Members of an avian species of identical plumage tend to congregate.

5.Pulchritude possesses solely cutaneous profundity.

6.Freedom from incrustations of grime is contiguous to rectitude.

7.It is fruitless to become lachrymose of precipitately departed lactile fluid.

8.Eschew the implement of correction and vitiate the scion.

9.The stylus is more potent than the rapier.

10.It is fruitless to attempt to indoctrinate a superannuated canine with innovative maneuvers.

11.Surveillance should precede saltation.

12.Scintillate, scintillate, asteroid minim. (This is not a proverb)

13.The person presenting the ultimate cachinnation possesses thereby the optimal cachinnation.

14. Exclusive dedication to necessitous chores without interludes of hedonistic diversion renders John a hebetudinous fellow.




Saturday, October 3, 2009

The Indian Dream

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 3; the third edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton.

This is a soliloqhy between me and my alter-ego:

Hey, am totally confused about this topic.. it gives me the creeps.. gimme some god damn ideas na..
Its too simple yaar.. its the dream of every indian.. what would every indian want to see happening??
Every indian would want India to become a super power.. play a vital part in the UN.. have a very high per capita income.. solve many of the world's problems.. blah blah..
Arey.. enough already.. shouldn't have let you talk at all.. a dream is something a person would like to witness during his/her lifetime.. the things you are saying may happen.. but you won't  be alive to witness all these.. think simple man..
Hmmm.. i bet that every indian would want to see a corruption-free, unemployment free and an educated india..
True.. but the only problem is all these problems are interconnected and so will keep on pestering.. U just can't be free from them totally.. the other countries have also failed in achieving these..
What is your suggestion?? a country free from caste based discrimination??
As long as politicians exist.. caste will exist and as long as caste exists, politicians will exist.. tell me something which runs in the blood of every indian.. something which affects their pride and passion.. Indians are passionate people with a pinch of great pride you know..
Hmmm.. cricket..
Finally.. now u r on the right track.. its their never - ending desire to win the world cup..
No.. with the team now, am sure india will win the world cup atleast once before i die.. i have a better dream..
And whats that.. about not performing in football??
No.. not performing in other sports other than cricket..
For once you have a better idea.. continue.. am off to sleep..

"Hockey is the national sport of India
but cricket is the most popular sport
there is a football team with 11 players
whose names we can't remember
there is a cricket team with 11 players
whose names we will never forget
a beautiful game, cricket
it just masks all the others perfect
should we put the blame
on the cricket game?
no,point your fingers to those
who rose the game to fame
but restricted the fame only to this game.."

The BCCI is the highest monetary contributor to the ICC.. The IPL is one of the very first successfully running competitions in the world.. Even though, the BCCI contributes to the development of other sports in the country, all its efforts have been in vain.. India currently ranks 149 in the FIFA rankings.. the whole country celebrated like anything when abhinav bindra won the first individual gold medal.. nearly half of the population won't be knowing saina nehwal, jeev milkha singh, sunil chetri or narain karthikeyan.. i really am a very big fan of vijay mallya who was responsible for the upliftment of formula one in india.. similarly millionaires like him could take the responsiblity of improving other sports along with the government.. India doesn't lack talent.. it just lacks the proper supportive people.. with this i would like to conclude by saying that the "Indian dream" would definitely be to see India start prospering in other sports too..

P.S: Just another sports fanatic wishing to see India lift the FIFA world cup or get the highest medal tally in the olympics..

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Friday, October 2, 2009

the feeling

"After a sleepless night
oh yes there is sunlight
but the chillness of the air
made your lower body cold
with a cup of tea on one hand
and with an objectionable object on the other
your head is made warm
with your headphones blaring
busy morning people glaring
you look back with pitiness
laughing at your own vettiness
yes.. i have witnessed heaven
without touching the lotus feet of god......"

i'll surely miss tapris(tea shops) when i leave raipur..

P.S: no questions about the objectionable object
P.P.S: for those who dont know tamil.. vettiness means joblessness..
P.P.P.S: no wonder they call tea and the objectional object as an "heavenly combination"
P.P.P.P.S: a typical life of a engineer..

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

55 - God hates us all - part 1..

"Born u were
certified u were
bookstores are for 'us'
free was the word for u
donations they asked 'us'
scholarships they gave u
IITs/NITs were a dream for 'us'
they were just some institutes for u
u too deserve
but when will they realise that
there are people who deserve more than u......"

DRDO is coming for placement to my college.. rather many public sector companies are coming for that matter.. NTPC is comin.. IOCL came and went off with a bunch.. there are basically 2 criteria for all these companies..
1. U have to be in the top 10..
2. Or u have to be in the top 2 of ur caste(SC/ST/OBC)..

all these candidates will be directly interviewed and selected based on performance.. although the usual trend is to take only the toppers.. when exceptional performance in the interview takes place..they might bend a little from their "so called" rule..
the funny thing is that they CONTRADICT themselves very badly.. the 2nd criteria doesnt necessarily match with the first criteria always.. the top 10 usually consists mostly of general candidates.. there are deserving candidates who even wont be interviewed in the first place whereas an indeserving candidate might be working at that company next year.. this policy of the indian public sector companies should stop.. either interview only the top 10 or interview all..
As a frustrated general candidate, i would like to say that "man..we have crossed through all these hardships.. u keep on increasing the quota.. decreasing our chances.. still we fight back.. how long do u expect us to be fighting.. ever heard of the word equality.. justice dude.. justice.."

P.S: u can check out my other 55s by clickin on 55 in the labels..
P.P.S: part 2 is gonna be dirty and filthy.. n it will be regarding the title..
P.P.P.S: check this piece of shit.. even if recession cant change them.. i dunno what will..
P.P.P.P.S: yugratna has been very inspiring.. u can chk this n this.. also this

Monday, September 28, 2009

change is constant..

well.. u guys did it.. u made me change.. first i received an award from bharathi sir.. i dont know what he felt wen i didnt put his award on ma blog.. then a shower from avada kadavra.. still in dilemma.. then hari gives me 1 too.. now this made me to seriously think.. am not a good writer.. but still 4 awards.. i hate these awards as they resemble some kind of fakeness.. but its like a tradition in blogosphere.. but i feel that the pple who hav given it might hav given it whole heartedly n without any fakeness.. if it is so.. then am happy to accept these awards.. i'l put them on ma site very soon.. even though am not gonna pass the same awards.. i hav something different in my mind.. i hav created my own award as many bloggers do to represent some kinda genuinity in the award.. so the plan is..

i will dedicate my posts to the pple who inspired me to write that post.. and they can take the award from my site n put it on theirs if they want to.. no compulsion to put it on the site.. this way every1 shd be happy.. this is the award that i created..

1. i think the image is self explanatory.. plz dont temme to explain it..
2. the background image has been cheaply copied from the death magnetic album cover of metallica(i know tht metallica wont sue me for plagiarism)
3. i think i hav already dedicated 2 of ma posts to bharathi and rajesh(juju).. if they wish to, they can take this award and put it on their sites..
4. i'll try to change the award then and there so that different bloggers can hav diff awards from me..
5. this award will be present on my right sidebar..

Thursday, September 24, 2009

peter pan

Yet another slang word used in chennai and in tamilnadu.. the word is "PETER".. this post has been put up on the request of a fellow blogger.. i have a difficult task at hand trying to explain such a different concept.. here's my try..

Even god wont know about the beginnings of this concept.. yet am pretty sure that this started after the first english speaking person entered tamilnadu..

A possible explanation would be this story..
The first englishman has entered tamilnadu.. he being lost asks the fellow tamilians nearby for directions in english.. since the tamilians didnt understand even a single word of what he spoke they told him to speak in an understandable language.. the englishman thought that they were asking his name and so he duly replied "peter".. more confusion had happened and peter left the place not getting an answer.. one of the tamilians there was a thatha(old aged person) and he told this story to his grandson.. the grandson quickly grasped that peter was a guy who spoke a very complicated language that no one could understand.. n so he passed on this valuable information to the next generation.. since then the "PETER" concept has evolved..


Other than your mother tongue, U can say someone to be peter if he/she talks in a very pompous or grandiloquent or bombastic or inflated language.. got me?? no?? then lemme give u examples..

If some one says "A revolving lithic conglomerate accumulates no congeries of small, green, biophytic plant" instead of "A ROLLING STONE GATEHRS NO MOSS"..then u have the full right to call him/her peter..

i think this one should convince u fully..

"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V."

A piece of dialogue from the movie "V for Vendetta"..

The reaction to this dialogue from evey was "Are u like a crazy person?"

Following the footsteps of evey i conclude by saying that all "peter's" are crazy persons..

P.S: I dedicate this post to juju..
P.P.S: Since this post has already bcum lenghty.. i'll put up more examples in the next post..