Signing off 2004 in style

I know that this is a "very worst", "nalla illai", "idhellam", and all such kind of things... still...

am reminded of my 7th std drawing master, who used to say

Wish you a very, wish you a very, happy and a, happy and a, phosphorus new year

Wish you same....

Swades == AYM GRAMD

To be and to be; actually-two be

All messiahs are schizophrenics.........

Isnt it fascinating that a handful of hallucinators have brainwashed mankind? We are believing freaking hallucinations, dammit!

Blast from the past

This is one of my previous posts... I find it incredibly well written:

Karmic Tithes

:-[

Marx was wrong, calvin was wrong.... *

Romance is the opiate of the masses!
- Ishwar.

A greater opiate is the delusion that you would have accomplished a lot more had you not wasted time fooling around.

There is something about thursays that brings out the superlative in me. What is open to interpretation, and better, to opinion is the characterisation of the superlative - best or worst....

India still has a long way to go

"India has a tremendous tendency for overstatement," says Porter, adding wryly: "I've made many presentations over the years in India. One thing I've noticed is that Indians don't take criticism well. They get very offended."
- Michael Porter.

How very true

Recent searches that have led to my page:
1. mms + clip
2. mms + flick
3. hijo di puta
4. tantalus + vcd

Such elcectic topics... what a!

Tsunami struck india... so what?

The making of a hijo di puta...

Bangalore is a nice city to live in... It took me close to 3 years to shed off my provincial attitude, but here i am...

If u r in blore, i'd suggest u to pay a visit to Blossoms, on Church street... very good collection of books. It was there that i saw the book Invisible Monsters by Chuck Palahniuk... but some arbit hijo di puta grabbed it first, and exclaimed, 'Ha! Chuck Palahniuk'

Weekend philosphy quota..

Tantalus

Tantalus was the son of Zeus and was the king of Sipylos. He was uniquely favoured among mortals since he was invited to share the food of the gods. However, he abused the guest-host relationship and was punished by being "tantalised" with hunger and thirst in Tartarus: he was immersed up to his neck in water, but when he bent to drink, it all drained away; luscious fruit hung on trees above him, but when he reached for it the winds blew the branches beyond his reach.

This is pretty much how i feel now... Almost there, but not quite there... Have been desperately trying to get some work done... its not happening... so, thought i'd browse and do some blogging.... apparently that isnt happeneing either... Feels a bit like Alice, tumbling down the rabbit hole...Welcome to the real world....

The other day, I was complaining to my friend that while people as far away as UCLA and VTU got to see the famed MMS clip, I wast able to get my hands on it. She seemed genuinely surprised, thankfully not at the moral side of the issue(which i knew she wouldnt), but instead at the staggering vicariousness of it all.

What pleasure do you get by watching two arbit people making it out on a poor quality CD?

Do you really believe that people watch porn for the vicarious pleasure?

Yes, I do!

You had to give it to her.

Perhaps... at 17.. yes, it was! At 24, its no longer VP,

and i went on to explain the evolution from VP to "just the concept".

At 17, it was a lot of curiosity + teenage rebellion... Actually, it was only curiosity. Mentioning teenage rebellion makes me feel more enigmatic. at 20, it was for the company, the booze and the jokes cracked. At 24, all these things cease to matter. I see a porn flick just for the heck of it.. Its the concept that has survived...

Well, is it true? Gone are the days when we used to huddle around the TV and VCR at my friend's place on Saturday afternoon after the school.. Gone too, are the days when a porn VCD was the second most seen object in our rooms... These days, you wake up one fine day, and realise that you havent seen a flick in the last 3 months, you refuse when the VCD guy winks at you and asks if you want a "good" vcd... and most amazingly, you delete a flick from your system to make way for a second linux installtion... Realisation dawns upon you that every flick is the same as every other.. there is nothing new.. no variation... you think of all the bullshit that you gave about it being artistically made, and have a hearty laugh...

Boy, i AM getting old...

Friday angst quota

We are a nation of hyper-religious, overly-conservative, mediocre, dogmatic, self-hyped underachievers... its surprising that people find it hard to accept facts...

Thursday rambling quota

Back to mood zero....

Was wondering - which is worse: playing antakshari or reading a self-improvement book. Well, its like asking one to choose between SRK and chimpu movies... i choose a painful death by prolonged self-asphyxation.

The magis-sublimito-anthropo-metro-prehendo syndrome

We are a generation of confused men and women, thanks in no small measure to Michelson, Henry I, and Gudea of Lagash, of course...

Life offers scope for enough ponderables to keep me occupied for a lifetime... i can do without poeple coming over to me and inviting me over for the house warming ceremony of their new 1500 sq. feet house, about 2 furlongs off Tambaram Camproad, a couple of miles from East Tambaram bus stand. For god's sake, i cant even imagine how much is 1500sq.ft....

Almost immediately, a flurry of conversions leave me faint, and I search for a chair, and find one a metre away.

Familiarity breeds reassurance...

My earliest recollections of this units war, is intriguing, to say the least. My grandfather measured distances in yards and furlongs, dad in miles,feet and inches, and me in metres. It feels very strange to read in the newspaper that the big B was fined for measuring distances in feet on Kaun Banega Karodpati, turning back and finding your parents discussing if a 1200sq.feet house is good enough for the family.

Whats stranger is this syndrome of mine... the magis-sublimito-anthropo-metro-prehendo
In layman terms, it signifies the inability of a person to visualise measurements that are larger than the height of a human being.

This whole feet-metre issue drives me crazy. I can visualise distances and height in feet updo 6 feet, not more... Anything above six, say 7 feet and 23,400 feet make no difference to me... i just cant comprehend such distances in feet. Above 6 feet, measurements should be in metres.

Death to Michelson, Henry I, and Gudea of Lagash, and everyone else too....

Amour propre

Heights of narcissism:

You are in love with someone, feeling all smug about it, and you dont even think for a second if she is in love with you or not... it just doesnt matter... and it takes a long time for you to realise this....

Am just incorrigible

:) :)

OMG

Good thing that i got my desktop...

sanjeeth, ananth - beware

Vile unobsession

Had a very interesting conversation over dinner with my friend. She was highly impressed with a particular George Orwell saying that talks about how contemporary english has become complicated, and quoted an example.

Fortune doesnt always favour the talented, you need luck too.... English...

Not withstanding the innate congential ....... contemporary English....

I said that i quite agree with his observation, and hers too, but that i quite like the second way of talking and that i find it to be quite expressive, and she refused and challenged me to quote an example.. I said

'I manifest a vile unobsession towards humanity at large'... 'please translate this into your english'

'I hate people' - she.

I grinned sheepishly and ordered for chopsuey...


Tell me ppl, 'manifesting a vile unobsession towards humanity at large' is different from 'hating people', isnt it? :D

this is funny - http://www.kanchi-sathya.org/

authentic in bold+red.... lol

i am a debian boy :)