If

*The poem 'If' goes like this - If you can dream and not make dreams your master/ If you can think and not make thoughts your aim/ If you can meet with triumph and disaster/ And treat those two impostors just the same/ If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken/ Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,/ Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,/ And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools.
You'll be man, my son. Master of you're own destiny, someone who's independent and stands up for what's right
*I remember reading a quote "It's better to die on your feet than live on your knees"
*After the (phenomenal) Puffin Quiz on Thursday, I came home to watch 'Rang De Basanti' on cable. That is one film that never fails to give me goosebumps. In fact the first time I saw it, I cried.
*Today is India's 63rd Independence Day.

All this just looks like vaguely related bits of information like a collage of newspaper headlines - their only claim to oneness is that they were all printed together in the morning paper. So what's the connecting link between the bits I mentioned at the start of the post. It's the fact that I'm a coward. Not that I haven't done foolhardy or ostensibly brave acts. I've had a large share of them and that's not what I'm talking about. What I mean is standing up for someone or something that's right. Standing up against injustices and atrocities. Extending a hand of solidarity to the oppressed as a way of saying 'Hey man, I'm with you'. I envy some people for doing just that like dad, my brother, mom and plenty of my friends. Utkarsha on Thursday was about to tell off a guy who yelled at us to stand in a line when we were to go into the Siri fort Auditorium for the quiz. I was the one who put a hand to his shoulder and said 'Let it pass, man. We don't want a scene here.' Now that I think about it - What is a scene exactly? A Commotion? A tantrum? Any act in a public place which invites attention to it by virtue of its improperness? Yeah that's it. And sometimes that's what's really needed. What if I hadn't stopped Utkarsha and had let him tell off the guy for speak impolitely? Many more who had the same thought on their minds would have spoken out too. The man might have realized his mistake and treated people better in the future. but that didn't happen. For all i know, the guy might be yelling at someone this very moment, not caring how he feels.

This independence day, we're having lovely weather - a quiet cool drizzle and a light breezy morning. As I stand outside in the beautiful weather, thinking that I should be at my cousin's place today flying kites like last year, another thought follows. I take an oath - To stand up for what I believe in, in any situation, no matter what. I also thought up the LIFE quote for August. It's a little harsh but that's how I feel right now -


"Stoicism is just a glorified term used to refer to the slow painful defeat of unassertive fools."



Happy Independence Day to all. Take an oath today to be the best you can be - for yourself, the country and your world.


On a lighter note - A word, Timothy

1313

Another post in bullets. There's a lot of stuff happening which I want to write about, none so important so as to overshadow the rest and deserving of an entire post for itself. So I'll start now.

1> For all those who read my last post, you know that it was about talking to oneself and how it's (unsurprisingly) perceived to be rather weird by them normal folks. Well, have you heard of Wondermark? It's a pretty cool webcomic (nothing phenomenal but good) and today I found something pertaining to that theme in my previous post (for the one's who missed it, get to it. Nao.)




Also, I found a great song also fitting perfectly to that idea - It's Crazy by Gnarls Barkley. The vid's good fun too, inspired by the symmetrical inkblot shapes of the Rorschach inkblot test (a projective technique used to bring out unconscious emotions and desires out into the consciousness. Just saying). Here it is, you'll love it if you're anything like me.





2> Heard of the film 13 Tzameti? It's the French noir film on which Luck is supposed to be based. Loosely, according to the director. I saw a snippet of the original film some weeks ago on CNN-IBN's movie review show hosted by Rajeev Masand - The scene was in black and white, with a group of men standing in a circle in an ill-lit room. Each has a gun in his hands pointed at the temple of the person standing next to him. And then, everyone pulls the trigger simultaneously; and as the shots sound, the screen goes dark. Like Group Russian roulette. *
Now that I've seen that, I have to watch the movie. I've already read the wikipedia article, though it doesn't matter much (though it does a bit because there's a twist in the end).

* I remember having done something like that. Five of my friends and me held hands and the guys at the ends each held a part of a prank clamshell mobile phone which delivers shocks to anyone who opens it. I remember the tension and the consequential shock. It was electric (bad pun, i know).

3> Seen that rediff.com ad? The one with the singing rubber duckie and them anthropomorphized dancing objects. Yeah with that funny curly-haired guy, that's the one. Love that background song. I found out that its an actual song and not just made for the ad (like in the Fiat Linea 'stuck' ad). Anyway the song is a tweaked version of Your love keeps liftin me (higher and higher) by Jackie Wilson. Listen to the full song if you want to. Really energising and positive lyrics, I give it that.





4> Internet deviations have always welcomed bored and wandering surfers with open arms, promising hours of lols. Me included. But bro disapproves. Somehow he seems to think its inappropriate and immature for me to laugh (continuously for 2 minutes approximately) at something like this -





Now c'mon. How can you not find that funny? It's not that I'm dumb or immature or something but its the juxtaposition of images or perfect captions for some pictures which tickles my funny bone, probably you could call me someone who laughs at all kinds of stuff without thinking about what others would think of me.
Above picture sourced from comixed.com

5> I participated in both the MOD quiz and DPS Noida's Dip Pulse (Not a very good name, especially if you say it fast enough). Didn't win either (got frustratingly laughably close to respectable finishes both times) but I really learnt a lot. Expands my mind and supplements my small talk ('My brother just bought a new watch'
'Is it a Rolex?'
'Hell n-'
'You know, the only digital Rolex ever produced is the timekeeper Rolex in the Wimbledon centre court'
'O really? Wow. I didn't know.'
'Now you do'*smirk*
)
Neither did I a few days ago. Well I saw Anuj at both places and Ankur at the MOD quiz. Ankur was like I'd imagined him - brisk, serious and busy. But I thought he'd possess a more forceful and commanding voice. Btw, I think gyaan.in is a very very useful information portal, if nothing else.

6> Have been reading Paulo Coelho's new one The Winner Stands Alone for almost a month now, reading in short stints of 5 minutes on average whenever I get the time. Philosophical at most times, eye-droopingly boring at others, but it's impressively interspersed with streaks of well-organized brilliant prose.

7> Mid-semester exams are now over, and don't worry i won't give you an inferiority complex by posting my marks this time (just kidding, Ani would infact get something of the opposite). But I've improved in everything (except English. No comment.), thanks to listening in class and of course Halliday Resnick and Walker.

8> Twist in the tale stories have always been my faves. That's something which attributes Roald Dahl's macabre short stories to the exclusive list. That is one reason I think the Perry Bible Fellowship is a phenomenal webcomic. You can never guess how's it going to end with the last panel. A nice, suitable and immensely satisfying twist, I say, is what every novel needs.

Honouring tradition

As my brother put it, mid exam posts are almost always the tradition with student bloggers. Even if I haven't written a post in a month during vacations with all sorts of ideas running through my head, nothing beats the nudging compulsion to write a post during exam time (especially when you're bang in the middle of it) and you really have no inkling whatsoever on what to write.

I'm over with 2 exams and there are still three big ones left to go. All back-to-back; so this is the only time I have to write and check comments. The days now are packed with school, Aakash, studying at home and extra tuition top it all off. Walking to tuition takes up much of time but since I've never minded walking it's alright. Today a funny thing happened on my way over there. Walking on the street on a busy afternoon, I passed a bunch of people standing near a shop. Nothing strange about that, save for the fact that they were staring at me. I wondered why and walked on .
Then. To my slight embarrassment and a 'what is up with me?!' moment later, I realised that I had been talking to myself. Murmuring to myself whatever I was thinking. A soliloquy like one sees in romantic theatrical performances. Hastily in order to put right the situation, I reached my far hand (in the the side opposite to where they were standing) towards my ear and started speaking even more loudly. They must've thought I was talking to someone loudly on a mobile or something in a crowded street. Heheh. Fortunately acting like loud moron is considered normal. I think I almost saw one guy's hand withdrawing from his trouser pocket. Reaching for his phone to dial the nearest hospital, I figure.
So I've put up a poll, this is actually something I've been wondering for quite a lot of time.

Q. Do talk to yourself?

1> Yeah, whenever I'm alone or free.
2> Occassionally, unconsciously
3> Only when I feel like hearing myself say something.
4> The answer is No, I'm not a nutcase.

I'll have the poll open for a few weeks so that I get maximum responses.

Ok then, I'm off for now, back to The Molecular basis of Inheritance, I'm afraid.

Ideal

An ideal post, according to the Big Book of Everything, should be a melange of ideas, with a lot of bullets, some bits about your life, a few pj's, a nice quote, some poetry, all rounded off with a good song suggestion. Today, I am going to vie for that perfect post.

Well then, I'm at my fag end of my summer holidays and I'm not proud to say I haven't done anything at all. Except maybe for my having taken up squash and my new love for 12th class physics courtesy the three fantastic gents Mr Halliday, Mr Resnick and Mr Walker who wrote one very interesting book Fundamentals of Physics. Other than that I've watched a whole lot of movies; I just watched The Hangover today, no review, I'm not an expert critic :P. But let's just say it was a very engaging movie with a couple of real good laughs. Anyway the weather is great. I've changed my mind about summer being my fave season. It's summer in winters and winters in summers and monsoon for the rest of the year. I've also taken up games on facebook - Mafia Wars and Cube Field both highly addictive and extremely time consuming. Also I watched almost every A Bit of Fry and Laurie sketch there is on youtube. Pure british Comedy. Watch it or you'll be missing something good.

In my free time I've made pj's(poor jokes) and p + ij's (complex pj's; thus represented because It's Really poor and the joke part is pretty much imaginary). Here's some which I made on my way to tuition one day-

Q. The Liver said something funny and everyone but the skin laughed. Why?
A. Because it was an inside joke.

This next one is strictly for Biology people -
Q. Why is Lycopodium a party animal?
A. Because it's a club moss.
HaHa, there we can be funny too.. Oh well, it's not that great. But at least we're funnier than engineers.

Q. Why did the SMS go to the party with a saucepan on his head?
A. because nobody used Caps anymore.

Ok this is the last one. Don't cry. I know,I know these jokes are AWESOME - But that's how life is, all Awesome things come to an end.
Q. Why was the mountaineer annoyed with his maps?
A. Because they were not to scale.

It's the first time I've missed the life quote of the month but since I'm just a day late, I guess I can be forgiven.

Doing nothing takes a lot of time.


That's included in the definition of summer holidays for most people including me. Poetry time now, I think, here is a poem which wasn't written with anyone in mind. I wrote it for a friend who needed something of this kind and then he didn't use it because his nerve failed. Well I couldn't help him with that. Anyway here it is -

In Words

Love has no mercy
Love has no cure
Love has no limit
Love like mine so pure

With each passing day
And with each moment trickling by
My growing love brightens
Yet, each day I resign with a sigh

I feel you presence all the time
I take your name in every breath
I see you image through the day
My love is deep, the ocean's depth

My passion can no longer rest
in my heart alone
The truth I have been putting off
overflows, cannot be postponed

Mere words cannot begin to tell
My heart's burning desire
Love stronger than I ever felt before,
it blazes like a wildfire

For someone who had aided me
when I had lost all sense
It's someone who remained a friend
in times so troubled and tense

My time has come
I'm sure i can't wait any longer
My love lays before you -
Purer , Deeper , Stronger.


Not so good, by own standards I think.

The ideal post nears an end with this fantastic song...It's Shiver by Coldplay.



Ok so, that's pretty much everything folks.
May almost managed to evade me but I got it in the end.

The pending lqotm was the only thing that drew me towards my blog. Now as I've sat down to write there's an unnatural energy coursing through my veins (supplemented well by the song On Fire by Switchfoot playing right now on wmplayer) which directs me to write a proper sized post this very instant. The only hitch is that I've nothing in mind on which to write about.

So this is awkward.

Well my bro's here again from his last semester at BITS and he's got all the media and software that can be squeezed into his ext hardrive. A lot many movies too, of which I've seen a few, the notable ones being The Last king of Scotland, Kung-fu Panda, Pulp fiction, Mithya and The Number 23. I really wanted a few more stuff. If you've got any of these, please tell me -

1> Star Wars battlefront (PC game)
2> Back to the future 3 (movie)
3> Drillbit Taylor (movie)
4> Taxi Driver (1976 film)
5> House MD (TV Series)
6> Flight of the Conchords (TV Series)
7> Adobe Photoshop (software)

...because my brothers not going back now as his last year is an out-of-college internship, so no more LAN downloads.

Well now back to life. I used to think once the hols started, I'd be blogging even more frequently than before like maybe twice a week, but the reverse was true strangely.
Not very strange once I figured out the logic behind the fact - When it's not summer vacation, blogging seems like a respite, a breath of fresh air; but when it is vacation time, in the period of a hot lazy day, writing a post seems like a gigantic task.
Aakash is going good, if anyone wants to know....
Now what? I can't write a poem now. I've got a few poems with me now though they aren't so good and worthy of publishing (all but one, which is very good but too long for now).

Now for the lqotm, for those who can't wait to get it over with (like me) -

"When it starts to infiltrate your dreams and your art, you know it's something serious"


Don't dismiss it as philosophical mumbo-jumbo, think about it. Better still - sleep on it. Maybe it might creep up into your dreams.

agta

I should really write a post, now.

Well since i'm here, congrats to ani, ravi and aditi on their flowery appointee titles and all that.

that's that, i think.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ILKqSrTcx7Q&feature=related

I think therefore it is

Futile measures

If I close my eyes
will this not be?
If I don't complain
will it be good for me?
If I turn away
will the massacre stop?
If I look to console
won't the hatchet still drop?
If I try and conceal
would there have been no loss?
If I argue well
would the war have had a cause?
If I try not to feel
would I be dead?
If I paint a lovely picture
would there be peace instead?


All I could get out of today's psychology class. The entire thing written in record time - 49 seconds flat! So flat that all 49 seem like fifths.

There's a pun there, mind you. Don't trip over it.

Listless

It's all ok. Seriously..


So man, you're not here anymore.
Now my heart feels heavy and body seems sore
I tried not to cry and be a man
But that didn't go according to plan.

I thought of your jokes and that rascal smile
with your face in my mind all the while
...
From the memory of our fantastic friendship I learnt,
Now is precious , time shan't be burnt.


- To an unforgettable friend
(10 February 1992 to 20 April 2009)




just as a tribute, not as an advertisement. The very least I can do.

I'll appreciate it if there are NO comments asking what this is about.

PS - I just saw your mail Ankur, will reply as soon as I can, thanks.

Clogged

The reason I started polls on this blog is not merely because it becomes an interesting deviation for some readers, but also because I can learn about the people in general, based on the kind of choices they make.
For a long time now, I've been having this nagging suspicion in the back of my mind that people aren't always what I've previously judged them to be. Probably my entire perspective on human thought and behaviour lies on a flawed foundation. What I infer from observing them, hearing them talk, seeing them talking to others, their facial features, their body language, their expressions right after they complete a task...probably it's all just hot air. Just weird theories with no real proof, I fear.

Well now that the first poll is closed, the interpretation begins. None of the options really appealed to me, to tell the truth. Half the respondents chose the first, which was 'More attractive..' I think it's because (I think - that's the keyword here. I can't be sure) this is a rather skewed audience I have, being bloggers and all. Probably they feel mindly matters are their strong points and somewhere deep down are dissatisfied with their outward appearance.
'Neither' - No one chose that. It's not an option nobody would ever choose. Someone with an overbearing and domineering character would; and again, being bloggers, blogging something still quite new to society, it's is something that comparatively more docile and mild-mannered people would take to.
Again I'd like to stress on the fact that these are just assumptions, without anything to support them except for some quite convoluted theories, if I say so myself.

I'll get the lqotm over earlier in the month so I don't have to worry about it later.
Here it is -

"It's easy to tell your deepest secrets to someone you hardly know
because you know that they wouldn't care to use it against you and can't change any impression they already have of you."


Like this young man who sat opposite to me in one 764 route low-floor bus with that annoying seat arrangement which forces people to face each other. 'I don't love her.' The strapping Sikh man spoke suddenly pointing to his wife sleeping soundly on the seat next to his. 'I love someone at work. Next week I'm going to leave her, this forced marriage, my family and everything behind and run away.'. I didn't know what to say or even if I was expected to say something. 'Baby, stop aagaya' he said getting up and a quick smile and Sastriyakaal later, he got off as if nothing had even happened.

PS - Thanks Ankur, but it didn't work. I couldn't find the code you mentioned, maybe I'm the most computer illiterate guy working a blog and we can't fix that right away. But I appreciate your help nevertheless.

PPS - You've got it wrong AV, there aren't two posts for prez of school publications. There isn't even one according to some new arrangement, something that shattered my spirits earlier in the day. Write apost to cheer me up.

New poll

Question - Would you rather that your soulmate/life partner was...

By the way, I'm sorry I can't do anything about the fact that you need to highlight the poll to get the options. If anyone knows how to correct it, comment with your suggestion please.

Mamihlapinatapai

My fortieth post, this. I've certainly come a long way now. And being such a good occasion, I'm going to write down a small poem, something I haven't done in a quite a while sometime. Don't worry it's just four lines long, not like those 20 stanza behemoths. All in honour of the most succinct and hardest to translate word as listed in the Guinness Book of World Records.
Taken from the Yaghan language of Tierra del Fuego, somewhere in South America, Mamihlapinatapai is defined as "look shared by two people with each wishing that the other will initiate something that both desire but which neither one wants to start."

Or maybe something like "eye contact implying ‘after you…’"

One thing I really like about Wikipedia is how one article leads to another. I started with 'Palliative Care' and this is how it went -
Palliative Care > Morphine > Addiction > Cold Turkey > Barbiturate > Nazi Germany > Johann Dick > Dick Tracy > Comic Strip > Comics > Asterix and Obelix > English translations of Asterix > Anthea Bell > Translation > Lexical gap > Untranslatability > Mamihlapinatapai.

Whew.

A better explanation of this, courtesy XKCD -



Well now back to the poem. This same term (mamihlapinatapai) can be used to describe the state of affairs for a number of different situations. Say a Cold War. Or a just before a melee begins and the opponents are cautiously moving around in a circle. But what sprang into my mind just as I read the article was Love. So I chose Love over Hate, like Rahman; Heck before I even know it, I'll have an Oscar or two in my kitty.

Finally after so many digressions, here it is -

Mamihlapinatapai

In a flurry of movement, we caught each others eyes
And before we could turn our gazes,
We caught the shadows of smiles too.
Life never ceased to amaze us.



There it is, hope you like it. :D


PS - Readers have given a positive feedback to the template, giving no unfavourable votes. Thus it stays. It's not like I was going to change it anyway.

PPS - Someone had complained that the text for the posts is too small to read. Here's a neat little trick my brother told me about - open the webpage and press the [control] and [+/=] buttons together. (Pardon me all you High Priests of tech and internet if you don't find it neat. A revelation, surely, for me - first time I tried, I went like 'Wow! The internet does that!?')

Widget-Like

That's what the name of this new template is. How do you like it? Or rather why do you not like it? I'll put up this question for my first poll to have the opinions in the form of statistics, but be assured all the subsequent polls won't be as mundane as this first one.

I had no idea changing templates was such a difficult task, it's amazing how MS and Pulzkit manage to do it so often. It's like I change my profile image everytime I write a post and they change their templates everytime they do. It took me over 3 hours to get everything done and sorted. But with that I'm halfway through my New Year resolutions (TOEFL and template both down) now.

Well that's it now. I'll think you'll like this song I have here. It's a great song and a very well made video. Coldplay's Life in Technicolor from their latest album Viva La Vida.



Cool wasn't it? (Irrespective of whether you did see it or not, the answer must be in the affirmative)

Intolerance

The theme has been in my mind for a few days now, but I got the quote in a flash of insight while coming back from school by auto with friend (or rather friends) Chinmay.
Here it is, completely unrevised, primarily because I didn't get anything better than the original.



"The greatest mental agony a person can be subject to is having a secret
gnawing at his heart which he can't tell a soul"




Preferrably dark and involving clandestine liaisons. Justs so it hurts more.

idunno

Well. Taking hints from Ani and Espera I think I'll write this post in the form of points. Its a nice way to write stuff, especially when you have hordes of unconnected stuff you want to vomit out all at once without dwelling on one topic for too long. Also it helps to score better on answers in Bio.


1> Am a twelthy. Finally. Got the nod from the teacher after giving the Physics retest cos I was absent this time too. The physics teacher asked me why I was absent. 'I was ill' my regular excuse for most things ranging from not having eaten my lunch to sleeping in coaching.'Somehow physics always seems to make you ill.', the reply. You know, she may be on to something.
It's a nice feeling, being in twelfth and all (although..You know). As a friend put it - "We rule the school now". Dunno about that, but it does give you an almost tangible sense of power.

2> Have really taken to the song 'Pyaar ki Dastaan' from the movie Luck By Chance. Not really catchy but the first time I heard it, I thought it was beautiful.

3> Prostalgia. Yes, that's what I'll call this feeling (see last post). That's another word I've coined, now. Brings the tally upto a splendid 2.

4> I've thought a great deal about it. I've almost decided what I'm going to say when it happens. I've even picked out the right haircut for the occasion.
I'm talking about giving a shot at the school council positions this year. School Publications and Chenab house. Never having done it before, the interview used to freak me out. But now it's (gulp) all cool.

5> I think I'll start a new gadget for this blog. Polls.

6> Something needs to be done about the school's alumni society. I heard that it's almost defunct (notice how that rhymes with de-funked? Pardon me for that). It has to be revamped, reinvented. I don't want to be that sad little man who's searching the internet and social network sites for all his school friends he's lost contact with. I think registration should be made compulsory, open and more student friendly. What say, anybody with me?

7> Checked my BMI after I read one of Espera's posts. Decent really - 20.2.

8> My hair is, at the moment the best it's ever been. Not too short, neither too long and rather wavy.

9> I've decided to get rid of my all-too-noticeable moustache sometime soon. It takes the attention away from my nose (which is, I think, rather purdy) and people stare me as if there's a dead caterpillar on my upper lip.

10> Discovered all episodes of Jeeves and Wooster on youtube, which in turn led me to find the A bit of Fry and Laurie series as well. See them if they suit you. Search "Lauriefan 109" on youtube.

11> AV has strted blogging! Check out http://sights-sounds-thoughts.blogspot.com/

Well I'll be back next time with the LQOTM.

The Cure for Insomnia

Though I've just passed 11th standard and have a whole year ahead of me in school, I can't help but muse about the farewell. What I feel can be described as a goulash of regret and pseudo-nostalgia about the inevitability of it all. There must be a word for it because it's such a common feeling, atleast it is for me. It's sort of like nostalgia about the future or things that haven't yet finished. Like wasting your life by worrying about death. Pointless, but hard to push back.

Last night, I made up a dialogue of sorts,lying in my bed not feeling sleepy enough to nod off. You may draw any kind of inference you wish to, but it's better if you don't and just well, try to live it.



BOY: (walking upto GIRL, throwing his best smile) Would you care to walk with me?

GIRL: Uh-uh, okay.

BOY: The Farewell. Usually a depressing occasion isn't it?

GIRL: ...

BOY: (waving his glass in the general direction of the school building) The institution. Friends. Teachers. Gonna miss it all. Gonna regret things you never did. Regert things you never said. Is there something you'll regret that you never did?

GIRL: ahhh...

BOY: Well, there is something of that kind for me.

GIRL: What?

BOY: I know this is the worst time to do it, this being the farewell and all; But I just have to do it, you know?
Listen.I've had a crush on you for like 4 years and well, I could never tell you because (throws up hands in the air) I don't know.Well, I've said it now and you have four general options before you.
(walking around the girl in a very dramatic manner) Option A is 'I hate and you I never want to see you again, go drown yourself'

GIRL: (laughs)

BOY: Well then (laughs). Option B is 'I like you but I don't think it'll work between us'
Now option C is 'I've always loved you and now I love you even more and can't wait to throw myself into your open arms'. Remember that's option C.
(still walking) And option D is 'I think I need some time to think this over. Talk to me in a week'

GIRL: ....

BOY: So?

GIRL: This is so awkward.. Well I'll have to say, option

She could either make it rhyme or make it lyrical.

I stopped thinking after that. The result doesn't matter really. What matters is the boy got that off his chest.



Don't ponder over that much. It's drivel. Instead listen to the nice, jumpy and optimistic song 'New Shoes' by Paolo Nutini.

busy.

Cliched title but it holds good around this time of year for me.

I've got another Life quote, now -


Procrastination gets the housework done.



Rings true especially during the exam season (my least favourite season, followed closely by winter).
All you velaas (jobless people : read the ones without exams) out there, here are some links you should really explore (non-velaa people shoo). They're music vids of the band Goldspot which has an Indian frontman Siddhartha Khosla. The lyrics aren't really awesome but the music's really catchy and lively. I've been humming the tune for a days now -

Friday
Friday in Hindi (hey I told you he was Indian)

If you're velaa enough, you could check out some more great songs like Paper boats, Rewind, Time Bomb, Haath mein le lenge, Muse and It's Getting Old by the same band.

Well.
See you sometime later then.

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Life quote of the month

I badly needed a tag which would be consistent and something I write on about often. All my tags till now went like blah(1) bleh(1) blih(1) bluh(1) - I mean there's no point having tags if there's just a single post with it. It's unheard of. I think it might even be illegal.

Hence, I present to you LQOTM. Yes LQOTM. I like making up quotes, cool ones, like the ones they have of Casino Royale, Douglas Adams or Oscar Wilde on wikiquote. It's like a hobby with me - when I'm bored I like to think up one liners and quotes quietly in my head so I can feel witty inside and whatnot.

I'll start the first LQOTM with something simple because i don't want to burden my readers with something too heavy on the philosophical side as the first of my life quotes... and because I can't presently think of anything wittier. And because it has to be true, and hence a directly derived observation from my own life.

The other day I was mad at mom for some reason. I vowed not to eat either lunch or dinner that day ... I learnt a very important lesson -


" Anger cannot withstand hunger "



Thank you thank you, i know I'm awesome. You knew it yourself now, didn't you (the fact that I'm awesome, not the quote. You'd never have got the quote, srsly)

Coming soon to your PC

I've made a short film. Written and directed it. Even when its part crap, i can't help but feel proud of it. It's my film. Hold on..






There you go.. It's so beautiful, innit? I'd have uploaded the film too, but blogger's limit for video size is 100 MB while Zhaar's (I know the title is kinda weird but revealing the meaning would give a away the premise of the movie. A hint - it's Kashmiri) size is a hefty 550 MB. I think I'll just break it and put it on youtube. Watch for it in the next couple of weeks.

Failure to Thrive

failure to thrive

There was something in the air that told me
that things would all end well.
It was my only defence against what
my own heart had to tell.







PS - I apologize to everyone on my bloglist for not commenting on their posts and replying to theirs on mine. Be back with a new post and I'll be one of the first, k?

The Three Wise guys

The New Year brought along with it its share of worries. Other than the fact that schools were reopening with the first day being a test day and that I had lots of work to do, one other thing bothered me. Resolutions. Not having one meant that I was happy with myself or the things around me. I wasn't, frankly and I needed to find out what I must resolve to do. I couldn't put my finger on it but there was a definite irritant.

A midnight talk on New Year's Day (and the next day) changed all that.

I spent 1st Jan at my cousin's place. It was after a long time that all four of us were together. There was me, the youngest (I don't prefer smallest), my elder brother, back from his engineering college at Goa, Abhishek, who's my age but looks bigger ,and his bro back on leave from a hotel management college. Apart from ordering food and the sumo wrestling (I lost to all three) which were without much incident; we had the talk.

11 pm. The lights were on. The door was closed so that my aunt and uncle wouldn't wake up. I was at the corner of the bed with all three of my brothers huddled around me. Counselling. On stuff ranging from money to standing up for myself to relations with others. They were like the three heads of Cerberus, hard to concentrate on one. There'd be a sharp whack on my foot if I looked away or I listened to someone else and I had to search for the head that administered the whack.


There was a theme here, but even if there wasn't, I'd have liked to make up one.

My Brother was the "You-can-do-whatever-you-want-in-the-world" man. I just had to stand up for myself and make good decisions. The world was my oyster, according to him.

Abhishek was the critcal one. His way was finding faults and sometimes even the solution to remedy them. The "If-you-be-like-this-you-won't-ever-get-what-you-want-and-people-will-trod-all-over-you" man.

His elder brother was the indifferent observer. He knew how the world worked and how I could be a better part of it. The "It's-all-a-game,-man" man.

All three played their roles superbly, I must hand it to them.

As I was about to turn in I was reminded of the story which Anirudh had once told me. About the 'good guy' (read spineless moron) who asks God why he made him that way.

I don't want to be that 'good guy'.

Ok Now. My resolutions -

1> Know when to be a good guy and when to be even better.

2> Give the SAT and TOEFL, I've finally made up my mind.

3> Change this blog's template and colour scheme (I need some help here), its so booring right now.

I think I'll end with a song I'm really really into nowadays. The lyrics follow.

It's 'Hey there Delilah' by the Plain white T's. Oho



Hey There Delilah - Plain White Ts


Hey there Delilah
What's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Times Square can't shine as bright as you
I swear it's true

Hey there Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice, it's my disguise
I'm by your side

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me

Hey there Delilah
I know times are getting hard
But just believe me girl
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
We'll have it good
We'll have the life we knew we would
My word is good

Hey there Delilah
I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away
I'd write it all
Even more in love with me you'd fall
We'd have it all

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me

A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends will all make fun of us
and we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Delilah I can promise you
That by the time we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're to blame

Hey there Delilah
You be good and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school
And I'll be making history like I do
You'll know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there Delilah here's to you
This one's for you

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me


Wow, that's so godawesome.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!

New Year folks.....


It's your job to make it Happy :D