Hmmmm....

2010-08-23T00:29:00.000-07:00

Inspirational videos. I just had to post these. Look at them if you're having a bad day.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=13N6gAlhAqg&NR=1

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EDgVske63cY&feature=feedpop

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y6hz_s2XIAU&feature=related

2010-08-22T23:03:00.001-07:00

Obsession obsession obsession...

The insanity of it all.

Hope is a bastard. He'll give you dreams that you can never ever achieve. He'll make you strive, and struggle. Work, and trudge through crap. Cringe, agonize, and fumble through life. He'll do all of that, telling you that you can achieve your dreams. "You can do it" he'll say. You can make it.

Then reality comes along and quite cheerily says, "Fuck you!" and you end up feeling like shit.

(Check out this fun song called Fuck You!)

When I was in my 10th standard, I got obsessed with theoretical physics. That was the first obsession for me. I spent an entire two years obsessed with it. I was so convinced that I could solve the theory of everything. That I could do it. I was so close, and that I would be rich and famous soon. That I alone had the skills required to accomplish it.

Looking back on it now, I realize that was quite naive on my part. But at the time, I was convinced that I could make it work.

My grades were poor, and I got into college. A year or two passed in college with nothing all that exciting happening.

Then I hit upon an idea for a random data compression algorithm. To those who don't know about it, random data compression is impossible. I mean really... impossible!

But I didn't believe it then. I looked at it and said, "ha! Impossible? Well, not for Ananth Kumar Gonibeed! Muuhahahahhahahah!"

Two years passed. Tears were cried. Keyboard keys were punched. New keyboards were bought. Eye strains. Sleepless nights. Dreamy stares. I was constantly lost in my own world. Time was lost. I read a lot. Learned a lot. I joined forums. I coded. I asked for help. I did everything I could possibly do to make my dream of writing a random compression program come true. But it didn't happen.

In the end, though I didn't succeed in getting my program to work completely, I did get it to work in parts. In those parts I tested my program, and found to my surprise... it did work! It worked! By all that's holy, it worked!

After my excitement simmed down though, I finally found out that though it did work, it had quite a few limitations which made it difficult to work with in real world. That's why it wasn't being used yet.

I got frustrated, and decided to write a novel about my experience with it. And voila, before I even realized it, a new obsession had been born.

My first novel failed. So I wrote my second novel.

That failed, so I wrote my third... then my fourth.... fifth...

It went through edits, reedits, ups, downs, sleepless nights, critiques, hard effort. It all happened. And in the end, though I've learned a lot, my writings gone nowhere.

I've just spent years worth of time doing nothing that has bourne any fruit to me. Something tells me I'm being awfully stupid. If I had spent those years going after just one of them: physics, coding, writing, or even music then I would've been much much better right now.

But I didn't. I guess that's my fate. To hopelessly chase after one dream after the next. To keep trying, and jumping tracks.

But the truth is, I wouldn't have it any other way. It's only when you're obsessed that you feel alive! That you feel the rush you get to live! It's invigorating. It's nothing but love.

Love is an obsession with one person, or one thing. It's tough. It really really is. But that's humanity's curse, and dream. To love. To be loved. It's the only way to live.

We're all running out of time, and there are so many things to do. Life's a bitch. But damn! She's beautiful.

Peace out.

2010-08-12T14:39:00.000-07:00

Why push on?

Why believe that you can get a job, when the market is so low?

Why bother to write, when all the literary agents are telling you, no?

Why try to run as fast as you can, even though you're not fast at all?

Why bother trying to help a friend, who does not care about you at all?

Why try to sing, when your voice has no melody?

Why try to grin, when you're not really happy?

Why try to learn, when they tell you, you're no good?

Why try to observe, when they call you a fool?

Why try to seek, when there's no clue on what's to be sought?

Why try to fight, when they claim that there's no battle to be fought?

Why, why, why Indeed?

Because, my friend...

It's the only true way to live,

and besides...

if you don't do it, who the bloody hell will?

2010-06-26T04:13:00.000-07:00

The habit of reading and the misconception behind books:

A friend and I were discussing the other day about how reading is nothing more than a hobby. That it's something that needs to be developed, and honed. You can't just pick up a book, and start reading it. You have to give it some time, and develop the patience to do something like that. Only then, is it fun.

I recognized his understanding for what it is: A misconception in peoples minds that reading is for nerds. That it's not an exciting or adventurous journey that can be undertaken by anyone and everyone. It was a silly thing to try and do. I recognized it because I felt exactly the same way.

Until, I started writing myself.

People don't make movie watching a habit. They hear good reviews about it, and check it out. They then find that they either like it, or they don't. It's entertainment. The same can be said of dramas, sports, novels, music, and pretty much everything else. It's all entertainment.

The point I am trying to make is that reading is not a habit. But it has developed a bad reputation in people's minds that it's a boring thing. That it cannot entertain them. That when they read it, they will not be entertained. It's only for a group of snotty idiots who have nothing better to do.

That is both true, and completely untrue as well.

The publishing market estimates that the readership has remained the same over the years. No new people are taking up reading, and it is a dying market.

That's wrong.

The only reason that people are not reading is that there are no books that are being published that are reaching out to them.

Publishers, and agents are sitting on their heads scared shitless about the next thing they are going to publish and wondering if it will sell or not.

When Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy was introduced to me, I did not force myself to read it. I read the first few pages and discovered that I just could not put the book down. It was so damn hilarious. At that point, reading was not a hobby to me. I just casually glanced through it when a friend of mine was reading it. Point to be taken out of this: I was entertained.

That's the purpose of a book. To entertain.

There are many things that work for a book, that do not work in movies, and vice versa. Same as saying that things that work in plays, do not work in movies, and novels and vice versa.

For example, in plays, it's a common idea that actors talk to the audience. They break the forth wall. This is something that no movie, or book can do as effectively and still have the reader in suspended belief.

For books, the strongest point is the narration. The narrator's voice is all important, and like for the plays, cannot be used as effectively in movies and plays.

For movies, the live action is impeccable. You see it, so it is. It cannot be broken either.

Mangas, and graphic novels share the advantages of all three forms: plays, movies and novels, but to a lesser intensity.

As one can see, all forms have their strong points, and things that they can capitalize on. So all forms can be entertaining, and everyone can be entertained by all forms. But the only problem is that when people see their business being hit, they say things like oh no. My format is dying out and they complain, and brood without really finding out why it is suffering.

That's why, if publishers and agents looked into their business worlds and saw what they were doing wrong, they would see that the biggest problem is todays publishing industry is that there are not enough authors whose voices must be heard, and those whose books are published, don't get the attention they deserve because there's no easy way to find them, and there's no way to change the misconception in the people.

Thankfully, all this is about to change with the advent of kindle and apple's Ipad. By making books easy for people to find and access, the publishing houses and agents will have less say in what the people want to see, and the people in turn, will see why reading is so damn fun.

The publishers and agents need to break out of their mold and start displaying books that people will read. Instead of old stories, written by old authors, for people who still consider reading as a "habit."

More importantly, with the world becoming one, more and more people are getting introduced to English and so their potential market is only constantly increasing. They just need to find writers who write for what new age readers will read.

That's why Young adult is taking charge today. The revolution of the next generation is calling out, and no one can say a damn thing about it.

I recommend that the publishing houses get together and launch an advertising campaign that shows what's so damn interesting about books to increase public awareness that it's not a form of boring hungadoo.

It is purely entertainment.

2010-06-11T00:10:00.001-07:00

Virtua Fighter 4 - Evolution:

If there is ever a game that is worth playing on your own on the PS2 over and over again, it is Virtua Fighter 4 Evolution.

Again, this is on your own; when you have time on your hands, but no friends to accompany you; when you have time on your hands, but no money to spend; when you have time on your hands, but no enthusiasm to do anything productive with it.

Normally, this is not the case for me. At least one of those three aspects are fulfilled. More often than not, two or more at the same time.

But then again, there are those time, when I do find myself blissfully staring at the ceiling, wondering what the hell it is that I am doing with my life.

It is at those times that I decide that instead of having another inane conversation with myself, hey, why not take part in an inane fight?

Yeah baby! Yeah!

(Sorry, been watching far too many Austin power's reruns. If you don't know who Austin Powers is, check out the international man of mystery in his first movie, as he battles himself in a seriously ridiculous fight that lasts several seconds. Also, don't miss the second movie as well, when the Evil dooers decide to decidedly steal Austin's precious Mojo! *shudder*)

Anyway, getting back to topic for the third time in the row, Virtua Fighter Evolution Rocks!! Period.

Now I may be a bit late in writing this (it's been out for five years now) but still, better late than somebody else stealing your cake. That's what I always say.

Virtua fighter rocks. There are no random power ups or awesome blitzkering moves that will like totally decimate your enemies in one flashy Kablosk! But that's why it's so friggen awesome.

It is about as close to fighting simulation as one can get.

Sure, there is the aspect of you hitting the leg of the opponent while he bounces of the ground to do a staggering amount of damage which will make you wonder what was so damn special in that punch... BUT! It is about the closest thing we have at the moment gamers.

And... IT... IS... ON!!!

I challenge anyone who's played the game before.

My character is Akira Yuki.

Yeah, that's right, the insanely awesome looking character who looks like he'll break you into two if you laugh at him while he furls his eyebrows in ridiculously crazy contortions that'll make even "The Rock" from WWE fame stare on in amazement.

But never the less, he will beat your punk ass down, and smile himself giddy while doing it.

And like Akira Yuki himself says, "Juuunin Haiyan Daiyo!!!"

Right. I know, right? I so totally know what he means. I mean, I'm a writer after all, so like, Japanese is one of the languages I need to know.... so er... like...

Umm.... Signing off!! Horiiiyaaahhh!!!

2010-06-06T00:06:00.000-07:00

Apparently blogs are cool sources of publicity for new authors.

Yup. Just discovered that recently. In accordance with one who is seriously trying to become an author (who writes while listening to Skindred, no less) I realize that blogs are cool source of publicity.

So I'm changing a whole bunch of things on this blog. Images that have no right being here in the first place, (which is most of them), and removing certain posts that are not... let's say... worthy?

I'm also correcting a lot of posts that had a lot of formatting problems. So that should make it a little more professional looking? or just, nice to look at...

So does that mean that this site will turn into egoistical bullcrap about myself, and stuff that I do?

In one word, yes.

But that's what it's always been about, so I don't see why anyone should have a problem with it. :D

Owing to that, I'll try to post once a month, or at least once a week. Which shouldn't be too difficult. Considering that I do want to try to write for a living... :- /

In accordance with that, the punctuation, and other things should improve a bit. So there is hope out there! Wazoo!!

Don't count on my vocabulary improving though... :-p

Also, in order for this to be considered a post, I thought I'll post something. Cool online channels that I found pretty funky. You can just search for these guys on youtube, or follow the links by clicking on the name that lead to their websites.

1) Sxephil: In his own words, it's not really a show, but some guy talking to the camera for three to four minutes. He says some pretty funny stuff, and a special feature that he runs is called "Douchebag for the day".

2) The guild: A humorous show about a group who play an online MMORPG. That's massively multiplayer online role playing game, for the non-geeks. The show is not exactly about the game, but about the consequences of their gaming on real life. It's a lot of fun. Must watch.

3) Ask a ninja: A ninja answers questions that people ask him. But it's a lot, lot more than that. This guy is hilarious, and even got featured on CNN once, as far as my sources (google) tell me.

Maybe I should start my own online show. Or maybe just a video or two, or maybe the movie that I've been claiming to do for a really long time. Maybe I could cut it into webisodes or something. All those who are interested, let me know in the comments.

Also, now you can rate the posts by clicking the appropriate buttons below the post.

Anyway, that's it for now.

Have a great day, and week!

Laters. :D

2009-05-28T12:16:00.000-07:00

Dragonball Evolution

Ever wanted to watch a movie, where in the climax, the hero changes his clothes after escaping from a hovercraft jeep thats exploding? - Well then, this is the movie for you!!!

I usually never write about movies, because I'm not a critic, but this movie was based on something, very dear to me, and now, they have quite cheerfully, killed it.

It all started with a pencil box that I bought years ago at a local shop. One could tell the box was imported, it looked expensive. But what drew me to the box was not its design, but a few picutres that were painted on it. I saw a few more boxes with simillar drawings and noticed one thing common with all of them. The word, dragonball.

That was the first introduction to dragonball to me. A few years later, they started showing the show on TV in India, and all my greatest fantasies came true.

Dragonball Z was everything I hoped it would be and much, much more.

Eventually I was facinated by it and later found out, that it in fact was anime. This was what drew me and countless other anime crazy individuals out there, into the world of anime.

This was the first show that tied itself closely with words like epic and legendary.

It's been twenty years now since the show was over and they are re-running it on TV and die-hard fans still take it in as they chant prayers to the awesomeness of it all.

Dragonball evolution, being the movie based on this great show, held millions of hopes and dreams in its hands.

"Wow!! a real live draonball movie!! Wow!! Like, Kaboosh man!!!"

They then proceeded to mercillesly, kill it. The worst nightmares of every single fan came true.

This movie is not just the worst anime adaptation there is, it is also the worst movie there is, period.

It's so bad in fact that if I didn't know anything about dragonball Z, I would be laughing at the insanity of it all.

It's just ridiculous!! Fan's of DBZ, I assure you, you will hate it. People who don't even know what DBZ is, watch it, its hillarious!! (for the wrong reasons...)

The movie is not actually about DBZ, but supposed to be about DB. Where piccollo is the bad guy and wants to take over the world. I know this because I have watched the whole series, twice.

They, although, don't go through the trouble of explaining any of it. This is what it seemed like the story was trying to convey. "There's like this evil guy, he wants to take over the world, and the only one who can stop him is his monkey."

Considering that the characters, the plot, the ideas are not even simillar to Dragonball Z, I wonder why they even bothered calling it dragonball. They might as well have called it, "Boom, Boom, Bakalaka" and got the tittle over with. The only thing in common this movie had with the series was the names of the characters. There are so many things that are wrong with this movie, that it's hard to pin point which is the worst aspect of it.

Even though I knew that they had made changes to the plot of the anime, I had hoped it would have been at the very least, a movie. This was not a movie. This was ninty minutes of crazy things happening on the screen for apparently no reason.

I mean, look how Batman, Spiderman, Ironman and the transformers turned out. They were pretty decent action flicks. They even kept the characters and themes, intact. Here, they tried to make mango chutney with ginger and coca-cola and they failed miserably.

A pox on all those who willingly consented to make this movie. A bigger pox on the main character who claims to be a DBZ fan, for if he was, he has obligingly, betrayed us all!!

May Dragonball Evolution bomb so badly that they never even think of making a sequel to this embarresement of an adaptation.

Down with Dragonball Evolution!!

Long live the Legacy of Dragonball Z the anime and manga!!!

2009-05-20T10:36:00.000-07:00

Why I want to be a sports addict, continued from a post long ago....

Firstly, It's a guy thing. When you are a guy, it is best suited as the guy steretype to have some game that you love. It's macho dude....

Besides, If you have a game, your girl won't feel left out when her friends whine about their boyfriends being addicted to sports, she'll have something to rant about too.

It's a win-win situation.

Secondly, being a sports addict gives you something of a cult status. You are part of this really cool gang with whom you will never run out of things to talk about and everyone who watches that sport is your friend.

It's like a religion, if you stay devoted to it, you will never be alone.

Imagine this situation.

You have decided to take up a course in Italy where they will teach how to make the best Pizza and Pasta in the world!!

("Why?" you may ask. "Because you love Pizza!!! you Idiot" I would reply. "I don't like Pizza" you may argue. Well, if thats the case, then... now you do!! Its not your blog, so shove it... ha ha... freedom of speech baby!! Muhahahahhahaha)

Anyway, you are in Italy and trying to make the best pasta, so you join a resturant as a chef in training. The restaurant has a TV that's fixed to the cieling, so that whoever is bored, can watch. Its not a classy place, but it does decently well.

The World Football Cup finals is on. Italy Vs France.

You are an ardent supporter of Italy. You try not to get caught while you steal a glance at the TV that's relaying the finals at a lone corner to the people in the restaurant.

Italy scores a goal (a sneaky one at that) and wins!!

The crowd erupts in an uproar!! Everyone goes crazy. For the next few hours, everybody in the room is everybody else's friend.

More importantly, everybody is also your friend. For someone who doesn't know anything about how to speak Italian, that's a blessing. You don't know pasta about Italian, but it doesn't matter anymore for the next few hours.

For the people who enter the restaurant and interact with you, you have something to say.

I'll demonstrate the situation with my favorite guest on this blog, Guest.

(For finding out who guest is, click here.)

Guest: Hello there... what's up? I'm guest.

Me: Hey... what's up? hows life...

Guest: Let's skip the small talk... what's the situation?

Me: Okay... You just have to pretend like a customer to a Italian Restaurant. I'll act as the chef who you give your order to. The World cup finals has just ended and Italy has just won. The nation is in Jubiliation.

Guest: Ah.... okay...

Me: Mama mia... eh... what beings you to the Italian pizzaria? You want something Pizza?

Guest: Buona sera!

Me: Ah... you saw the match eh? Good no? Italy win!! Italy RULZ BABY!!!

Guest: Ah... Si, si. Er... Excusye.. Dov'e il bagno?

Me: Yeah... yeah... I saw the whole match... it was amazing!! What a goal eh? I loved every second of it.

Guest: Si. Si. Sono desolato. Er... Dov'e il bagno?

Me: Yeah... yeah... great game... great game...

Guest: Dude... you suck...

Me: Huh? What? That went well right?

Guest: No... you just kept talking to me about the bloody football game...

Me: Oh... what were you asking me then? Pizza? But you didn't say anything about Pizza... that much I know..

Guest: No... I was asking you "where the bathroom was!"

Me: WHAT!!??? Why in the world would you do that? Are you crazy??

Guest: Not as crazy as a guy who's trying to talk to me about some stupid football game while I'm trying to get to the bathroom!!

Me: Sheesh!! Idiot!!

Well anyway... while I go and settle things with "Guest" You have a great day picking your sport that you plan to love.

It's a great thing, and if you end up truly loving the game, you might just get darn excited about it.

Best of luck.

P.S:

For those who are interested in learning about how to speak Italian, here's a good place to start.

Learn Simple Italian.

2009-01-04T09:24:00.000-08:00

Why the mediocrity?

Where's the crazies?

I want to see it. Where are the people who do things you never expect them to.

Where are the people who do things that you cannot believe that they could do.

Where are the crazy people who do crazy things, that make you wonder why they are doing it?

Where are the real people??

I want to meet the real people who are insane!?!?! Where are they??

If this does not make sense to you, then you are not the one I am talking about or addressing this post to.

I am talking about the people who do the most obvious things, because they want to look obvious.

I am talking about the people who do crazy things, because they want to become free of things that bind them.

I am talking about poeple who wontonly and willingly do something so bizzare just to get out of the mundanity of their lives.

Where are the crazy people?

Where are the free people?

Where are the people who are so insane, that they pretend to be normal because its fun?

Where are the people who just suddenly decide to give out hugs?

Where are the people who live out each moment in their lives as if its their last?

Where are the people who are bold enough to be kind?

Where are the people who are strong enough to be vulnerable?

Where are the people who are smart enough to be stupid?

Where are these people??

I want to meet them.

And as usual, I just have more questions and less answers.

If you know someone like this or you yourself understand what I am talking about, please contact me.

I sure would like to meet you.

Cheers,

Have a great day.

2008-12-27T22:43:00.000-08:00

The toughest thing for a new author?

Its not the the plot or the build up of characters. Its not the critism that you would get from friends or from family. Its not your self-doubt about the book. Its not your audience, its not the build up. Its not the story. Its none of those things.

Getting it published is probably one of the toughest things that an author would face, especially in India.

Most publishers have a strict following of the snail mail. That is your local postman. No matter what happens, you need to first follow the rules.

First you need to find the publishers in India.

Then you need send the synopsis and sample chapters.

This is followed by a wait.

Then some more waiting.

Then more waiting.

This is the hardest part. Most well to do publishers will never inform you if your manuscript has been approved or rejected. They have no place where you can contact them for information. There is no way of knowing, if your book is being read or not.

Of course, its not completely their fault. They get a lot of books for publishing and they cannot keep replying to everybody.

I just wish they had a better system to help the author know. Oh well...

But, there are some publishers who do reply. For example, Rupa and Co sent me back my manuscript saying they could not use it. Its upsetting, but its okay, you are not living in anxiety, you can move on.

If you are first time author, my heart goes out to you man. Best of luck. Here's a website that helped me get started on my search for a publisher.

Check it here: Getting started on trying to get your book published in India.

On a side note,

Ever wondered wondered why the world is never fair?

Well think about it, there's the guy who became famous because he sat on his computer, and jiggled quite funnily to a Romanian dance song tittled "Numa, Numa"

If you have not heard of him, check him out here: Numa Numa

Then, there's this other Einstein whose website turned up when I randomly googled:

"Why men are better than women"

Don't ask me why I googled that though.

Anyway, his take on "why men are better than women," is one to check out. His reasons vary from "women being racists" to stating that "Men write illegibly" and using that as a reason, making me question whose side he was on in the first place.

Check his crap out here: "Top ten reasons why men are better than women"

But what shocked me most was not even the crazy reasons, but the number of comments he got for it.

The number of comments I have tottaly for all my posts in this whole blog is lesser than the number of comments he got for that crappy post!!

The world is unfair!!

Also, if your bored and want to see people who are more idiotic than you, check out his post on how to deal with a vegetarian.

Good grief, the world is filled with Idiots. Or in true Obelix stlye, "these humans are crazy!"

On other news:

Ever wanted to get up early in the morning?

Try this guy's advice, It seems to be helpfull.

How to get up early in the morning.

So, all things considered, If one was to become famous, one has to first be:

a) Fat.

b) Ridiculous.

c) Do something stupid.

Hmmm... where do I rate?

a) Fat - Well, I am a bit on the plump side. And I have many people who would vouch for that.

b) Ridiculous - I have even more people who would vouch for that part of me.

c) Do something stupid - I do this everyday!!

So, its clear, I am about to become famous anytime soon now...

So, come one, come all... Get my autograph before I get too arrogant to sign them.

Anyways,

Same blog, same day of the week, next week.

Untill then,

Take care.

And have a great day!

2008-12-14T01:15:00.000-08:00

Project Torque? No... Project Torment!!!

Well a lot of new games are making themselves present free of charge online. So basically, you can download the game and play it online all for free!!

Now, which self respecting gamer can resist such an offer?

And I am self respecting gamer.

So, any new game such as this, is immediatly found out through the geek community and downloaded.

These games always feature something that is not present in the free version which gives the user who pays an advantage.

This is a logical step, so its accepted, you can't ask for everything.

But, out of this free online game genre, a few games have come and stood out.

The first game that I considered excellent for free was Trackmania Nations. This is a simple and yet competitive game with good graphics and is suitable to be run on any PC. Very simple and addictive, it was awesome.

Then the next game I liked was GUNZ. This was actually quite difficult to aquire since, a lot of people in India cannot play it mainly due to ISP problems. And suprisingly Hathway actually had no problems. Making this the one and only time that I did not regret getting Hathway. This game also featured good graphics, online playablity and was quite good. Any FPS fan would really love this game.

Then, recently Project Torque was reccomended to me by my friend. Would this also fall under the genre of online games that I absolutely adore and are for free!!!

Well, I wouldn't know, I never actually finished downloading it.

Why?

Well, first of all, the website requires you to download the 970mb file for installation.

(I thought, "Well, thats quite large, but what the hell, lets clear up some space")

So, I did clear space on my comp for it and put it on download.

After waiting patiently for 2 days and 2 nights. The download finally got done.

I proceded to immediatly install the file.

But, as I wanted to install the file, it reported. Not enough space to install the game. "Huh? not enough space? How much does it need to install?" Well... upon further inspection, I realize that the game require 3.5gb! of free space.

So, I grumble and pains takingly burn a dvd, clear some space and finally install the damn file.

Then I run it.

But does it run?

Of course not! Things never run smoothly for me.

It immediatly says that it needs to update the file. So, I say okay.

Thinking how much could it possibly need to update? maybe a couple of mb?

Hooo... boy... I sure was wrong. It required 350 mb!!!

Well, I crunch my teeth and grumble somemore and put it on download again.

2 bars show up.

One bar shows 10% and the second bar scrolls from left to right.

But, the update is not as fast as the initial download was so,

4 frustrating nights and days later, the game finally painstakingly completes the download.

"Yay!! Finally!!" I said to myself, overjoyed.

"I can finally play the game!! Yay!!!"

Then, the unthinable happens. The second bar goes from 10% to 12% and the remaining amount of data to download shifts from 0 mb to 420 mb!!

Apparently it was the second update...

I just shut the update and erased its existance from the computer, leaving no trace of its previous existance whatsoever.

So much for that game, and good riddance!!

On a side note:

Ever wondered what your web camera would look like if you stuck three feathers on top of it? Well... Wonder no more.

Here's a link to a higher resolution image of the same:

Check Here.

Ever wanted to pose as a drummer online? Well, you can now, by using this gif as an avatar for wherever you go. Made it myself.

Muhahhahahahahahahahah....

Anyway... have a nice day..

2008-12-04T19:14:00.000-08:00

Just a Random update.

This is just another Random update on this blog. I finally finished writing my book. Its called "In search of lucky *beta*" If it gets published. Watch out for the book in a store near you!

On other fronts. Here's a song that has just got to be mentioned. Its called "Thats not my name!" by a band called "The Ting Tings" yeah you read that right, "The Ting Tings". Its a UK band with only two members. They both play the drums, guitar and vocals. Its a very different kind of song and listening to it will surely brighten up your day.

Check it out sometime.

Later

Have a great day!!

2008-10-17T02:25:00.001-07:00

Your pirate name is:

Mad Jack Cash

Every pirate is a little bit crazy. You, though, are more than just a little bit. You're musical, and you've got a certain style if not flair. You'll do just fine. Arr!

Find out your pirate name, here.

2008-07-16T09:32:00.000-07:00

What is the point of life? What purpose do we have for living?

What is the answer for this question? Well.. Let me tell you one thing... I cannot even begin to explain how long this one thought has literally pissed me off!!

But, that was a long time back, Back in 10th standard thats around the time that I started really getting into a lot of questions and started trying to find answers, but as you can see I could have really picked a better time.

While people kept hurrying and furiously studying for their ever so important "10th standard board exams", I kept asking people whats the meaning of life? why do we live? Well.... needless to say I was faced with some blank stares and quite a lot of furious remarks.

I never really understood it, in fact back then I was all too much into a completely separate world of my own, filled only with questions but no good answers and no one to show me the way, at least not the way I was asking directions for anyway.

Well, due to all the ahem "pressure" on me, if not to do well at least, but at the very least for the love of god, to just pass... which at that time I thought of as a HUGE BURDEN!!

Though, I never really understood why it was that I was writing my exams in the first place!! why the hell was I trying to mug up stuff just to spit it out to some paper later on and just forget about it a few days later? Why the hell were the things so easy to understand, yet so difficult to memorize?? And more importantly... why the hell was I flunking everything??!!

But coming back to topic, there is only one thing I have learnt in life, every thought, every thing around is done because of the thought of some person somewhere, there actually is no true rule book or book of right or wrong, every single thought that has ever been conceived is because of some human being at some place in the world at some point of their time, so in essence everything around us is based on opinions of some human being somewhere, so what I am trying to say is that there is nothing written in stone.

Which is what I would say for this too, this is just my opinion, you can choose to like it and use it as your own since I am not the first one to use or think it up and neither will I be the last, this has been going on for ages, ever since the dawn of man actually.

Its all very simple really. In earlier time, Man's sole goal was survival, Survival!! just survive to see the next day, at this point of time, he was not thinking of anything else, nothing else was that important, the only important thing was to live! survive!! Hopefully you can see tomorrow!!

But that was a long time ago, then along came farming and other brilliant ideas, that made man very comfortable, now he is not so worried about survival anymore, since he has no potential predators that he keeps needing to be alert for, nor does he need to keep hunting for food, a trip to the local market would fix that problem.

So now, now he has time, he has time to think about things other than survival, now he thinks about "other things", what do I do today? how do I pass the time? Which food tastes better? which girl looks good? which shoes should I buy? What book do I read? Who do I think is right...

Then finally comes the question, what the hell am I doing here on earth? what am I here for?
and then, over time... this question has been answered, time and time again, all mostly misleading, since they are all in essence, someone's opinion that you are subscribing to.

Many of them are such,

why am I on Earth, - you are on Earth to serve god! you must live life well to earn your place in Heaven - okay, why would I want to go to heaven? Because its a lot better than hell!!

Why am I on Earth? what Is my purpose on life?? - your purpose in life is to serve your country! Okay, serve against what? Against other countries! Okay... what exactly is the purpose of these countries? To protect its citizens of course. But those citizens are there for protecting the country...

So, basically what i am trying to say is, there is no clear cut answer to that question stated above if your interested in finding out the answer to that. Because everything around us is just the opinion of some human who thought it up for whatever reason. And its not even a new thought, this question has been plaugeing people for a loooooooooong time and will continues to plague people for time to come.

So, if thats the case, then what do you do? If everything around you is up for debate, limited only by the extent of your imagination or someone else just like you, what do you do??

Well, when I came to this point, I realized something, by asking this question for which I am pretty sure there is no true answer, I am wasting away all of my life in depression just because I don't have this answer.

That's when I made a decision. I am going to be stupid! Turns out being stupid has its uses after all. I am going to be stupid and not ask this question and just look around be generally happy... and Ill look for the answer, Maybe I will find it or not... but It does not matter, since Ill be happy untill then, and thats the most important thing, Because when it comes down to it... I am only Human.

Its like they say when it comes down to it, everyone has a choice, they can either question everything in life and maybe never find those answers or just keep it aside and keep looking for clues, while at the same time enjoying their life.

So I bid you... Be stupid, stop asking questions that make no sense, it helps since emotions have no logic and happiness is an emotion.

I am writing this down just in case for people who are asking this question, I have been through that and I can assure you I don't have an answer, But I can also assure you, I am very happy...

Please feel free to comment, this being one of the really rare philosophical ramblings that I post and it will be quite sometime before I post something so heavy hearted again..

cheers,

Have a Great day!!

2008-03-21T06:00:00.000-07:00

The best of Wallpapers and the songs with the most fun lyrics:

Posted below are some of the wallpapers that I thought were the best.. take a look by visiting the my personal favorite collection of wallpapers with the link posted below:

Wallpapers

There are a lot! of wallpapers in the link posted above, you should definitely take a look, they are varied and I am sure you will like something from there to put up as your desktop wallpaper. Check them out and let me know what you think...

The top 6 songs with the most fun lyrics are put up on the music player in the sidebar of the blog. These song's lyrics are pretty humorous in their meaning and I would recommended listening to the songs, they are fun songs.

These songs are by the artists below, along with links to the lyrics, should you need them,

1) Bowling for Soup - 1985

2) Trace Adkins - Ten Rounds of Jose Cuervo

3) Lily Allen - Alfie

4) Bowling for Soup - High School Never Ends

5) Trace Adkins - Honkytonk Badonkadonk

6) Lily Allen - LDN

These 3 singers make the best of the lyrics I believe, because all their songs are different and are about different things, they are varied in the lyrics and the music they make with that is also good, unlike most of the bands these days, whose song writers are constantly talking about some crap and they always bring in love and its always the same thing. These singers are good, you should definitely also check out their other songs which are also pretty good. The best of these three by the way, is Trace Adkins, you should definitely check out his songs, more so if you are into country western music, his songs all have a bit of that in them.

By the way, Autoplay is off, so you need to press play to start the player.

So, check them out and let me know what you think...

2008-03-21T05:35:00.000-07:00

The Never Ending Poem

Ah... I am sitting here in this stupid chair,
with nothing to do and not a single care,
I want to write a poem, but I have no thoughts to pen,
Guess I will just put some crap down and worry about rhyming it later then,

There's a song running in the background, its called Honkytonk Badonkadonk,
No, I am not making things up, its the name of a real song,
Its by a really fun country western singer who goes by the name- Trace Adkins,
his songs are a lot of fun to listen to, at least, thats what I think...

This poem was supposed to be really funny, but I lost something a while back,
Its called a sense of humor, where it went, I don't know, I've lost track,
Some people say that I shouldn't really regret it,
According to them I didn't have any to begin with...

My mom keeps telling me to have my bath on time, everyday,
But, I rarely do that, what can I say?
I am so lazy, its almost a crime,
And even then I get the feeling that I am always running out of time,

Anyway, I did have one quite early today,
I was quite proud of myself, you could say,
Then I realized something that immediately made me quite sore,
Mom had left last night to go to Bangalore...

One thing about myself, that constantly leaves me astound,
Is that, my immense stupidity has no apparent bounds,
I can do something very stupid one day,
and no matter what, I will find a way to top it the next day,

Like the time when I liked this girl that I had met online,
I mailed her hoping that she would reply in kind,
But that didn't happen and I received no reply,
My pride hurt, I grew angry and I started to wonder why,
Then with full rage I penned a mail that would put any half decent guy to shame,
and mailed it to her, requesting an apology and stating that she was to blame,
Now I mailed her in a fit of rage and I don't even know why I did what I did,
But then later on, after I calmed down, thats when I noticed it,
I had a new mail in my Inbox...

So, the mail was from this guy Damien,
He was wondering why I was so busy mailing him,
Then he went on to state,
That he's quite straight,

And although had no problem with people being gay,
wished I would stop mailing from today,

Then I started to think, and went throughly through the mail, only to realize,
That I had interchanged the letters in the email address, and had put a u for an I,
So then, feeling a bit stupid, I mailed an apology to the guy,
and then mailed the original intended recipient saying, hi,

After that I got another mail, the very next day,
Delivery failure notice, it wasn't her real email address anyway...

So, finally disappointed and dejected, I began to consider,
Why I was born a natural disaster,
And then I realized the truth in all this,
That I had no choice and my whole life would probably be like this,

So now I state my certain warning, beware all ye,
That stand in front of me,
For you can run, you can hide,
But no matter whatever you may do,
Sooner or later, I am going to get you..

MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!

~ Ananth Kumar Gonibeed
21/03/08

P.S
To be continued... Some random Poetry part two... and so on so forth... This shall hence forth be, the never ending poem, that I shall continue to write upon..

MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!

2008-03-09T11:45:00.000-07:00

We made a music video:

We made a music video. Yeah I know, my next post was supposed to be on how I want to turn into a sports addict... but before I can put that down... WE MADE A MUSIC VIDEO.

The song is called itself is pretty silly enough, without us also adding our silliness to it. Needless to say, making the video was a hell of a lot of fun, i recommend you people trying your hand at it yourself.

The start itself was annoying enough. We first tried using the web camera on my computer but that was a flop since, the camera didn't take in enough frames per second so the video ended up being blurry all over.

Then we tried using a external music video but that didn't work out too well for a lot of reasons...

Finally the camera that came to our rescue was the camera on my phone.

(Hmmmm.... we are surrounded by a lot of camera's these days aren't we...)

So, we made the camera record and placed it above my computer monitor and had the song playing in the background while we ummm... Jiggled to it, would be a good way to put it I guess..

Anyway... the whole thing was fun, check out our crazy video below...

Well... I removed the video. If you want to watch it, ask me... XD

2008-02-14T22:26:00.000-08:00

I have decided... I am going to become a TV sports addict!

Yup, Its official... I have decided that I am going to become a tv sports addict. Why the hell do this all of a sudden? Well... Ill justify myself in a little while... But first... A little about who or what a sports addict is...

1) A sports addict is someone who by-hearts the channel guide and knows what sport is being shown when, on which channel, what frequency the channel is on, the channel number, the channel name and more importantly stacks a 18 hour backup generator just in case, the current (perish forbid) goes off.

2) They know, who's participating, which day, which game, where it is going on, what are the rules for the sport, when the the thing starts, and what time the commercials come on.

3)They knows all the names of all the people involved- this includes all the players, the referees or umpires or judges as the case maybe, the commentators, the coaches (all of them), the team managers, the selectors, the broadcasters, the children, spouses, parents, grandparents, nieces, nephews of the said people mentioned above and also last but not least... even the name of the cleaning lady..

4)They know the stats of all the players, up to the the most minute of details. For example... "Kobe Bryant has not always worn the number 24 on his uniform. In the past, he wore the number 8." For further info such as this visit - here

5)They spend sleepless nights building stamina so that they can stay up really late in the night to watch matches played in international time zones.

6)They always root for one particular team and always feel that they are the ones who could better manage the team instead of the current managers.

7)They have a high resistance to stress and are are for the most part... stress free.. Except of course when their teams are losing.

8) They are very intelligent and use only a cultured language for the most part... Except of course when their teams are losing or in this case winning too...

9) They are very bright and don't show any aggression... Except of course when their teams are losing...

10) They are easy to converse with and are patient listeners, except of course when a match is going on.. and more so when their teams are losing...

So these are a few of the basic traits of a sports addict... So essentially what we have learnt about the species known as the "sports addict" is that they are decent, nice, friendly and in general a very happy go lucky group of people... Except of course when their teams are losing...

Now... about the reason I want to become a sports addict... that will be in the next post...

So... until then...

later...

2007-11-03T20:53:00.000-07:00

Ramblings...

A wise man once said, life is like a fish bowl and your like the goldfish, you can see outside your bowl but you can't live outside the water and 3 seconds later, you forget everything..

You can see outside the circle you call your life but you can't live somebody else's life and 30 seconds later, it doesn't matter anymore...

Anyway... that doesn't matter... I make a promise today, I promise to update this thing I call a blog at a minimum pace of once every month... why? why care? I don't know, I certainly don't have a fan following, but its more of to improve my written English and I hate to leave things in the middle and so I will never leave this blog (whether you want me to or not... : p). Anyway I promise to make a post at least once a month from here on out.

Anyway... I am officially in my final semester. Which essentially means you have very little number of collage days left to work with. Which is a blessing and a curse... depending on how you look at it...

And the silliest thing is I don't know what I am going to do, with all my friends applying for CAT exams, GRE exams and going to company interviews and applying for jobs... I don't know what I want to do. Actually I do, I do know what I want to do, and I want to start a company of my own and I am seriously thinking about it.

Its been my dream ever since I was in 10th std. I haven't really done much to achieve it but I figure I will learn along the way. But I am determined and the way I see it, if I don't chase my dreams now... Then I see no purpose in life. I see no meaning in a mundane life. SO! I am not going to do that...

Anyway... That's my dream, so I am going to do this... wish me the best of luck... I am going to need a lot! of it...

Later...

2007-09-05T08:30:00.001-07:00

The path:

I slowed down a bit, to get a little rest,
A little tired of this seemingly endless quest...

I looked around and sought to see,
the path that I had laid out in front of me....

The journey is long, the horizon; hazy,
My pace slow; I am a bit lazy...
The road ahead seems daunting,
un-laid, un-kept yet somehow exciting...
Visions of the road ahead race across my mind,
As do memories of the pathway I left behind...

I have always tried to pick a route not many would follow,
But alas, this adventure has left me a bit shallow,
For I realize one simple fact I cannot go through,
Mine is a path, not many care to choose..

For in the end, although many paths cross my own,
this path that I walk, I am going to have to walk all alone...

-02/09/2007
Ananth Kumar Gonibeed

2007-08-04T03:41:00.000-07:00

I have achieved enlightenment!

Today I got up with the most startling feeling, I had just realized something, something people had been telling me for years! But I never believed it. I got up today morning with the incredible realization that I was useless!!

Totally, completely, perfectly...

Its something that you come to realize one fine day... today... was that day for me!

You probably think that I had gotten my heart broken or was really sad on this particular day, but you would be wrong. It was the happiest day of my life!!

I just realized, I am absolutely clumsy, I tend to forget constantly, I have no goal in life, I am not athletic, I am not brilliant, My marks are pitiful, I can't even completely play the music instrument that I have been learning for 2 whole years!

I am careless and carefree, I am lazy, I needlessly bang into doors and other things, I fall asleep when I need to be awake and stay awake when I want to fall asleep, I have no single productive thought in my head, I talk to myself many times and start laughing at my own stupidity and insanity, I am insane and manage to embarrass myself and many around me constantly....

I don't care what others think; in fact I think most people's thinking is pretty screwed up; myself included, I say the wrong things many times...

And these are only the things I can remember for now, needless to say I am a wasted use matter...

And the greatest and oddest thing is, I don't care.... I mean I just don't care... and I am happy knowing that I am one of the most useless people around... Its feels pretty good... In fact this idiotic goober is laughing his ass off as he types this post...

I recommend you try it out, Just look at yourself in the mirror and say to yourself... My god... you are useless... I assure you, you will laugh...

Me thinks deep down inside all of us, is a little guy and that guy knows we have no real purpose in life, he knows we are the most pathetic people on this planet and we for sure have no! actual use... And admitting to him, you get to be free...

Anyway... thats enough rambling for now... I am off... to do more useless things, to meet more useless people and in general just be useless... Sionara... This is a useless person... signing off...

~In virtue of this post, here's a site, that provides absolutely 100% useless information... do check it out... I am sure you will be amused...

The useless site

2007-05-15T07:20:00.000-07:00

I am an excellent Engineer!!!

I am also good at kidding around... for instance... check the Heading...

But its fun, its easy to act like one, if you know what to say and in most cases you will never get caught. As I have come to realize recently. That is of course unless your in the presence of a real engineer, in which case you better high tail it outta there cause he will know that you nothing about the subject by the time you realize that he knows everything about the subject!

The idea's simple, if you have any problem, blame it on the one component I know very well in engineering, the capacitor!

(Now here's where the "guest" from my previous post comes in....)

Guest: Hey guys whats up? Im gonna act like the sucke... I mean the person who has the
problem..

Its simple, it goes something like this...

Guest: Hmmm... I seem to be having some problem with my fan, its running really slow..
Me: Hmmm... maybe its because your capacitor's blown... yes yes.. I think thats the problem...

Guest: Hey, can you help me out, there's something wrong with my T.V
Me: Ha! its the problem with the capacitor in the T.V thats! your problem.. trust me...

Guest:(man im growing tired of this crap.. Anyway..)

Guest: Hey, so can you help me out with my computer... Its gone off for some reason...
Me: Ah! thats because the Capacitor! in your motherboard has gone, thats why...

Guest: Riiight... so thats...
Me: No, no go on... Come on... Its not often that I get to be smart... please... pleaeeeeeesssseeee..
Guest: Oh! alright... (man this guys annoying...)

Guest: Right.. So Now, I have a problem with my.... Phone... it goes off for some reason..
Me: Ahhhh... you know the problem with that? its the capacitor in your battery... thats the problem...

Guest: Right.. so lets get on with..
Me: NO! no no no no no! one more...
Guest: (This guy... hmmm....) fine fine... you promise me it will be the Last time?
Me: yeah! 100%

Guest: Right... I have a problem with my CD...
Me: Ah... CD! that because the capacitor in your CD... hey... wait a minute...

Guest: Right... so lets get on with it...
Me: oh alright alright..

Me: Oh! you have to make sure that when your saying this, you stress out the word Capacitor,
so it will seem to them that you know what you talking about, without them realizing that in
truth... you don't... =D

Oh! by the way, should you try this out with a real engineer, I don't mean the guy who scores good marks, I mean the guy who "knows" engineering... you will end up with something like this...

Guest: Damn! I wonder whats wrong with my Audio system...
Me: You know... its probably because of the capacitor used in the Amplifier thats causing this...

Guest: hmmm... you really think so? I actually thought that since it only wasn't playing midi files that there could be something wrong with the audio drivers or the port, but hmmm, since its not playing only midi no... So how could it play other files, if the amplifier was down... I really think the problem is with the drivers, it must have got corrupt while I tried using that crappy wav to midi converter software that I tried installing the other day... What do you think?
Me: (glassy eyed...) OH! well.. maybe theres something wrong with the capacitor in the drivers...

Guest: Ha ha... good one... Capacitor in the drivers... but seriously man, what do you think could
be the problem..?
Me: (oh crap!...) Oh! I mean there must be something wrong with the capacitor in the midi...

Guest: Huh?? What?? What are you saying man?
Me:(getting more and more nervous by the minute...) Ah.. well... Ill see you later man, Ive got
some work to do.. Well... Ill see you later then...

Guest: But about my system?
Me: Oh! don't worry... I think you can fix it fine by yourself... just check the capacitors.. well bye
then..

See what I mean, just be careful around one of these guys, oh! unless your an engineer too, in which case, tell me right now... So I won't have to go through that situation with you... ;D

But trust me, it works like a charm around people who don't know about it... And its an amazing feeling when that happens... They'll me like... "Not bad.. you do know something... really cool yaar.." All the while you will be thinking... "MUhhahhahha.. sucker... got you... he he he he..."

Oh! by the way, make sure you don't laugh out loud when your doing this... It gives it away... I know... its happened to me... :D

Well, cheers then.. best of luck with your electronic stuff, so now you know whats wrong when
they break down or don't work they way they are supposed to... Its that damn Capacitor! Oh! Do try it out though.. trust me its a lot of fun.. And if you do... let me know by commenting or shout! it out...

Later...

2007-04-19T03:51:00.000-07:00

In virtue of the post before this on bullshit. Ever visited the Bullshit! generator? its really fun, all you have to do is click on is generate Bullshit! and it will generate random Bullshit! for you... I got the top picture from following a link which makes custom logo's... check it out.. its cool... And the "beta" part of it is cool na.. its like Bullshit! is in Beta stage...
Anyway... one must check out the link here...

The Bullshit Generator!

2007-03-24T00:57:00.000-07:00

Bullshit!!!

(I do not own the copyright for the picture on the right, as you would have probably guessed by now... its Calvin and Hobbes and I can honestly say, that i did not! have any part to play in its creation, maybe my late late late late ancestors did... who knows?? anyway, the point of this picture is actually to draw inference with the comic. Calvin's imaginary buddy was Hobbes, My imaginary buddy, well your about to find that out....)

Me: Well... allow me to start by saying that we have a guest poster here today!!!

Guest: Hey people! wassup? This is me your guest poster...

But I am afraid I have to mention one slight detail. The guest poster in this post is none other than.. ME!! muhahahhahahha.... But this is not going to be like any other ordinary post... This post will be a shared post between me and my guest poster.. namely... ME! Expect the next couple pf posts to be this way actually... Its a sort of new flavor I am adding to the blog. I stand corrected... it s a flavor that WE are adding to the blog...

Me: So whats up? now that we have established this, what are we going to post about anyway?

Guest: I know!! lets post about what this topic was about!

Me: Thats an excellent idea, so why don't you start then!!??

Guest: Well, as with everything... Bullshit also has a page in wikipedia... here's what they say about it...

"Bullshit (often abbreviated to BS) is a common english expletive. Its most common usage is as a description of incorrect, misleading or false language and statements. In a literal meaning, it means the feces of a bull. As with many expletives, it can be used as an interjection (or in many other parts of speech) and can carry a wide variety of meanings."

Guest: Its a pretty funny article really... consisting of sub topics like, its uses, definition, further reading...... you can check out the whole wiki - here

Me: ha! that sounds cool yaar... Will check it out...

Guest: Abey! moron... you already checked it out na, cause i checked it out...

Me: ah! well... guess I won't check it out then... (stupid me! he ruins everything...)

Guest: *sigh* (how did I become so idiotic!??!)

Me: Baka (thinks he knows everything...)

Guest: What is going on here?!! Somebody stop this writer!! He's gone mad! Hes writing about how he would react to himself!!

Me: Dude!! Shut up!! I thought you were my friend... you ruined everything!!! boo hoo...

Guest: Dude! seriously you have some serious issues... I mean I have some serious issues...

Me: Muhahahahahha... somebody stop me!! Muhahhahahahah....

Guest: Somebody stop him!! I mean ME!!! (no!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my reputation will be ruined!!! no!!!!!!!!!!!)

Me: Muhahahhahahhahah!!!

Guest: Well in the end this blog's topic's title's purpose was served I guess...

Me: Ha! I guess thats true... After all we did now end up with... lets say it together now...

Guest And Me: BULLSHIT!!! Muhahahahhahahahha....

2007-01-13T09:04:00.001-08:00

MY Music...

Yea yeah... my first compilation, yes absolutely mine, made the music with my violin and drums and used wave-pad to mix them together... and yes it absolutely sucks! now at this point ur asking why post it if its so bad... but thats the whole point... this blog tries to be funny at times.... so heres one that forwards it in that department.... check it out and let me know.... don't expect much, cause really... theres not much to expect... :D

The link is Here

2007-01-06T23:50:00.000-08:00

Hidden text game!

Now for some fun nonsense... hidden in this post, there is some hidden text, if you find it, post what it says to post in the shout box or comment... the text is in the next few lines.. try to find it out... muhahahhahaha.... for yours and my sake... why mine? ull find out if you find the text... :D also let us know how u found it, be truthful. -

Erroneous crap can be made out of liederlich belwegung. To be a hero you have to understand that you are not one. To understand politics you have to have a conscience so that you can feed it to the dogs. The world is becoming a better place, it truly is, you just don't know what better place im talking about. On the other hand, eagles fly higher than rats and monkeys eat tree shoots to make them smarter and stronger. It is not a utter loss to accept humanity, it is only a utter loss to be a humanity. CDs are cheap, tea is cheaper. loss can be made out of gain and gain can be made out of nothing... so you could do nothing and still lose.

All is lost when nothing is gained...
right... cya later... have a great day and year...
ciao

2007-01-06T21:19:00.000-08:00

Facts can prove anything....

Its true they really can. But! im sure all you educated and wise people already know this, so why am i posting an article on this? cause i can, cause its fun and ive run out of topics to post about (again..)

Anyway, my friend yesterday stated "by using deodorants and shampoos one increases his risk for cancer, not by much, in fact its negligible, but it certainly increases its chances by a small percentage" this got me thinking and i realized like anybody else would that this can be applied for everyday life to create some really fun facts that are completely useless, but nevertheless would count as a post... So, here they are... the facts and "hidden dangers" of day to day life...

Lets start from the top,

1) you should not brush your teeth - it could potentially cause damage to your gums.

2)you should not have a bath - the soap is slippery and could cause an accident if not used properly it is also very poisonous if consumed in large quantities internally, also if the water used is cold it would potentially cool down the body increasing the risk of hypothermia (its a fancy name for your body freezing up) and if the water is hot then it increases the chances of you causing burns to your body and finally if the water is exactly room temperature, then whats the point of having one? - so if you must have a bath make sure its exactly room temperature and do not use soap!

3)do not use stairs - it increases the chances of you slipping and falling down them therefore use lifts

4) do not use lifts - the cables could snap and you could fall along with the lift, use stairs instead.

5)eating food is dangerous, it increases the chances of chocking.

6)do not breathe - at any given time there are a lot of unwanted substances and dangerous bacteria that could enter your system and cause potential harm to it.

7)do not sit down on a chair - the weight of your body could cause damage to your rear, so to rest either stand up or lie down.

8)do not stand up - the weight of your body could cause damage to your legs, sit down or lie down instead.

9) do not lie down - lying down could result in clogging of your system due to lack of bogging (which occurs due to its weight alone) (for those who dunno what bogging is, its a fancy name for doing number 2) so, sit up or stand up instead.

10)do not stay at home - you could potentially yield yourself to an accident by running to oncoming family members or immovable walls, go outside instead.

11) do not go outside - you could potentially yield yourself to an accident by an oncoming vehicle or land yourself into a pothole or some other accident, stay indoors instead.

12) do not comb your hair - you could cause potential harm by having the hair getting stuck to the comb.

13) do not play outside games - you could potentially cause injury to well pretty much all of you, playing outside games is very dangerous to health, instead watch T.V and play video games.

14) do not watch T.V and play video games - it is very dangerous, it could cause partial blindness and hearing loss, not to mention wrist and rear pain. so play outside games instead.

Right.. see.. why do we as human being live such dangerous lives?! we should be more careful, now the next time your mom or your spouse (it always is the woman, i really dunno whats with their take on cleanliness... anyway... ) tells you to have a bath, you should educate her on the dangers of it and if she gives in and tells you to at least put on some deodorant so that you don't stink up the place then educate her on how using deodorants could potentially increase the risk of cancer.

Now, after this if she threatens you that not having a bath is a risk because it could cause potential pain in the rear because she is going to hit you with a broom on it, then try to explain to her the risks of using a broom, at this point ladies and gentleman your mom or spouse is going to experience the risks of people reading blogs such as mine...

So people, be warned! reading the blog posts of ananth kumar gonibeed could cause permanent brain damage, not only to you but to also people you know or ever knew or will ever know...

There you go the "hidden dangers" of normal everyday life that no one told you about. Who says life is not exciting? all you need to do to make it exciting is become a paranoid goober and everyday you brave unknown dangers, now ain't that exciting?

By the way, if any of you have any suggestions for your own "hidden dangers" let me know by posting in the comments or shout box or mailing me... ill post them up in the next post and put your name under it.

Anyway.. that aside... below are two website links that one should check out...

Useless facts

the above link goes to a site were there are real scientific facts about life, that i dare you to find a use for and if you do then your more insane than i am...

Death due to a vending machine...

the above link here is a sad tale of how a person met a fatal end due to a vending machine... now i seriously am not being sarcastic, but i really feel sad at how the guy died of such a stupid cause.

2006-12-30T04:46:00.000-08:00

A poem about tea, well.... not exactly...

I love tea... ive said that many times before, i really do love it. I don't know though what it is about tea that i love, is it the colour? or is it the mug? maybe the taste? maybe the aroma about it? maybe the word itself? or maybe its just because of the supposed 'antioxidents' that are supposed to be good for the body?

[which i will never understand because i mean see... oxygen is essential for life, that we know... and they are saying "anti-oxidents!" are good? next they'll probably tell you as "carbon-di-oxides" are bad for health, "anti-carbonents" are good? they do this because they are smart you know... they know that we have no idea what they are talking about, and as long as there is that sacred word, 'scientific' before all of the things they tell us, we will like the good idiot box idiots that we are, believe them, so i urge you now... tea is actually bad for health don't drink it!! now in that same context, since they tell you smoking is bad for health, it naturally means that its good for you... [now... there was a point to this drivel.... seriously... there really was... but.... oh well...] ]

Right... back to this posts original intention [was there one to start with?] anyway... heres the promised poem...

Now... i look at my life,
and i have come to realize,
that no matter how i choose to perceive what is before me,
my life has always been focused in one way or another on tea,

For... i think about things out of curiosity,
and i try hard to life a life of dignity,
I embarrass myself due to my own stupidity,
and i amaze myself due to my own ingenuity,
I try to make others laugh by saying something witty,
and i laugh at myself sometimes, courtesy my own insanity...

Now, i get up late everyday, which is around seven thirty,
and hence drive to collage on my bike with considerable velocity...
I look at myself in the mirror out of vanity,
and i look at girls because i think they are pretty,
I sometimes wonder what i would be like when im around eighty,
and i ask my brother how he feels to be old and hes around thirty...
I love to do anything that is an oddity,
and look out for people who share my similarity...

Now, quite some time ago i was quite meaty,
and i used to dream a lot just to escape reality,
I really admire the way our world has such a profound community,
but im sure we would be much better of, if only we had some unity...
I really love India's cultural diversity,
although i wish we had lesser religious enemity,

Now, i have a friend who most people call shetty,
and im writing this poem cause im absolutely vetti.

~Ananth Kumar Gonibeed
30/12/2006

Well... i bet its not what you expected if you had read the intro, but that was the whole point, to bring in some abnormality... Anyway... let me know what you think of this tea poem and if you come up with some of your own lines, let me know, ill put them up and your name underneath them in the next post...
anyways.. later... caio [a little bit of trivia, caio is a portugese word.. just found out myself...]

2006-09-10T21:41:00.000-07:00

Are Bribes Effective?

Hmmm.... what do you think? Lets take a imaginative situation... (which happens a lot... so its not really imaginative... its more surreal... [hmmm.... what does surreal mean anyway?] ah well... anyway....) so... your going somewhere, you don't have a license, a life insurance certificate and no RC book cause either you were careless or the bikes new and so is the rider driving it. Now lets suppose you land yourself into an accident... (touch ananths head [thats the same as touch wood...])

Now.... the thing wasn't your fault or anything... i mean you were driving at only! at 80km/hr in a jam packed city road... you went and crossed the other lane to overtake some slowpoke who was going at 40... [ i mean.. come on... 40! whats wrong with him...? whys he so slow? right?] you didn't turn on the light at night because the stupid mechanic forgot to remind you to fix it... [ i mean! thats his job right?] and then the accident happened because the moron on the other lane that you were going on, didn't look where he was going because his helmet had a visor that was too dark to see (which is why you don't wear one...)... i mean in the end... its not your fault!! right? why does the dude from above pick on you? right?

Well... leaving sarcasm aside... (but that was fun na? well... i had fun writing it... :D ) anyway... lets say... you were driving around and went in the wrong lane and a cop caught you in the act... Then what happens? he gives you a nice dialogue that hes going to call some senior official and your license would be revoked and whole lot of gibberish... then you open your wallet and 10min later... the cops happy... (hes just made a 100 for doing no work...) and you curse your luck of having being caught and end up with a bad impression of the cops of chennai but one thing for sure.... next time you would be careful of going on the wrong road.

So lets look at this from another perspective... if everyone were trying to be clean then what the cop would have done is take your name down and you would have to appear in a court to attest to your defence or you would have had to plead guilty... either way you would need to hire a lawyer, the court would need to allocate some time to you and knowing indian courts... it would take forever to get a verdict.. that is if you plead guilty! now... if you didn't... then forget it... your case isn't going to be resolved... (thats how cases work in india you know... they'll bug you till one of you give in... either the defendent or the accused... it doesn't matter... :D)

Anway... what happens here is that no one wins... the cops waste time, you waste a lot of time! and if this kind of case got registered everytime! then rest assured, the number of cases in the backlog for the indian courts of justice would reach guiness world record status... and the guys who run the show would come to india and announce on national T.V... Congratulations India! you have done something unforgettable! You should be proud! You are a part of History now!

So you see what i am saying...? in the first way... the cops get some extra money which they could very well use... (they don't get much for the work they do anyway...), the courts don't have a problem and you would think twice before doing that offence again... so... the goal is reached... and everyones happy... right?

And about proffesional collages... well... since they put such high prices in for the management quotas... it makes more people work harder to get in through counselling... so it improves the genral quality of engineers or doctors... because they are more serious because they need to work that much harder to get it... and those who get in through paying donations... well... if they are mediocer income group people... then the person who got into collage would be under a lot more pressure to do well... (cause... they paid so much to get you in...)

so you see what i mean? maybe bribes and corruption are the right step for a country like india to move forward... cause it improves productivity, makes the economy better, saves time and teaches the lessons in a more subtle way...

And about the guys who are very rich and influentual who don't care about the money being spent in these kind of things and don't learn their lessons... well... for them even if the law was strict and nice... they would do the same thing anyway...

So... in the end... everyones happy... don't you agree? what do you think?

2006-09-09T06:33:00.000-07:00

We went for a practise match... but im not so sure that the audience knew that...

It was packed! (no... actually... thats an exaggeration.... :D) there was no place to sit! (except on the seats provided...) there was so much noise! (when we made it...)

Anyway... the truth is... it was a practise match where india seniors played against the juniors.... and we were allowed to watch the match for free... one part of the stands was oppened up and we were allowed to go into it that part... the pepsi part of the stand... i think thats what its called...

So.... we got there... which was a challenge in itself... cause first a friend of mine's bike first ran out of petrol and then we had to find a place to park the bike, which we weren't sure where to put it....

So we finally got there and went to the front seats and cleaned them up... (cause they hadn't been touched since the last time there was a match there... which was {judging by the seats} a long! loong! time ago...)

We got there a bit late (as usual...) and we could hear already the crowd's cheers cause the match had started. The whole of the stand allootted for free passes were filled up by the afternoon... (ofcourse the fact that it was free... did help... i mean where do you get to see famous indian cricketers at no extra cost...? :D)

The match was fun since the guys batting put on quite a show for us with a lot of sixes and fours and what not... it was a good match....

But that wasn't the best part if it. The best part of cricket matches and other sports being conducted in a ground is that you can shout whatever you want! and no ones going to think your crazy... now.... you tell me... how could i possibly resist shouting?

And so we did.... it all started when sachin started wacking the ball for 4 fours andone six... in one over! so the crowd went crazy.... and a friend of mine and i started yelling out 'sachin... sachin...' and so did the crowd! (it was a great atmosphere for a mere practise match...) but eventually... the exitement died down... and there was nothing much to do... so i got a little creative with my shouting... here are some of them....

'Dhoni... Dhoni....'
'Bajji.... Bajji... with.. a little chutney...' (for harbajan singh)
'Umpire.... Umpire' (hey come on... they are also a part of the game... but no one shouts for them... so i thought it was only fair that i cheer them on a bit.... i mean... if the umpire didn't raise his finger... no one would get out now... would they?)
Heres... where it got really wacky though....
'Pepsi... Pepsi'
'Royal.... sundaram....'
'Indian... overseas....'
'chepauk... chepauk...'
'black board... black board...'

Anyway... it was fun... we even hatched a plan that if the ball came to us (as in if the player cleared it over the boundry for a six and it reached our stand...) then we would first take a picture of it with us and then only throw it back... but unluckily for us and luckily for the fast progress of the match that never did happen.... (Although i think... they already knew we had a plan... in that case gentlemen, ladies and bald-headed babies... i regret to inform you... we have a spy amidst us!)

Oh... by the way.... i finally discovered the secret of 'the huddle' that the indian team does nowadays. If you would like to know... read on.... it all started when the drinks break was announced and everyone rushed to the cart at the same time, such that they all had to group together around the cart guy.... this is when they realised.... 'hey... we have something here...' thus! the huddle was born... :D later...

2006-09-09T02:52:00.000-07:00

'The Chennai Adivasi' , "Lost in translation: continued...."

Right.... i have a unique problem with my friends at school, collage, the drums class i go to and pretty much every place that i go to in chennai....

Its a simple consept... When i talk in english the people who i am talking to can't understand what i am saying cause i one.. talk too fast and secondly i say too many things at the same time... and when i talk in tamil i! can't understand what i am saying...... so thinking that the person who i am communicating to will... is well... in the realm of illusions....

anyway... a lot of crazy things happen in my life due to this... and a lot! of people say a lot of equally funny things to me...

Some of them include... me being called a chennai adivasi (which roughly translates to a chennai outsider... which i continually insist i am not... :D) and the goes onto guys telling me to speak in tamil when i already am... it goes something like this...

-conversation 1
'*me trying blabbering something in tamil really fast'
'yenpa... first tamil le pase...'
'anna... tamil le dhane paseren...'
'arey... sone illa... first tamil le pase....'

anyway... these kind of things end up with me clamming me up and getting a really silly look on my face... anyway... i get back at them when they try to talk in english... so its ok.. that would usually go something like this...

-conversation 2
'*some dude trying to blabber something in english really slowly'
'dude... talk to me in english first....'
'hey... im talking properly in english only no..'
'macha... i told you no... first talk in english...'

these kind of things usually end up with the other guy using his vocabulary skills that he has in tamil to come to his aid.... and a typical conversation type 1 ensues...

'The chennai adivasi' title on my head was brought about by my friend who heard me speaking in tamil and asked me where i was from.(this was in the begining of first year) Incidents such as the one described below happen to me quite often...

- it starts off like a tyipical type 1 conversation
'*me trying to blabber something in tamil...'
'macha... onode mother tounge enna da?'
'huh? enna idhe sudden a kekare?'
'illa onade accent konjo vithyasama irike...'
**me tottaly clueless... i have an accent? since when...? whats he talking about? anyway... i humor him...
'enode mother tounge acutalla kannda da...'
**a happy look washes on his face cause now the world makes sense again to him....
'adhe kage dhan ippadi vithyasama pesuriya... appo na okay da... amma ne eppo chennai ke shift panite?'
'oh adha.... eppo... about 18 years ardhe da....'
**this is where his happy look fades away again...
'18 years! a... appo na onake tamil seriya vandhikernumey idhe varikum....'
Heres where he called me a chennai adivasi and starts using the not so nice words from his pretty plentiful list of tamil vocaubulary....

But... these kind of things are pretty fun... cause one... ive got pretty used to it and two it pisses them off more than it does me cause for the life of them the logic doesn't make sense and it keeps bugging them from some dark corner of their mind.... well atleast i keep myself happy dreaming up of thoughts like this...

you know sometimes i think that i think too much yaar... :D

2006-09-01T23:57:00.000-07:00

Lost in translation...

'Rende, Ange' (2, 5 in tamil) i said to an old tamil friend of mine in an attempt to get across the cost of a cd from a shop nearby... (What i meant was 25) since i didn't know what the numbers are called in tamil and he didn't know what the numbers are called in english... ( =D ) so he looked at me a bit puzzled and the conversation went....

'Rende, Ange, apadi na yele, correct a?' (2, 5 then that means 7 right?)

'Illa uncle, rende ange..' (no uncle, 2 then a 5)

'Oh... apadi a rende ange... apadi na pathe...' (oh... like that a... two fives, as in 10..)

*puzzled* 'illa uncle... rende adhikapro ange....' (no uncle, after 2 put a 5)

'oh... apadia... twenty five a, munadiye solirkevandeya dhane....' (oh, twenty five (in english), you should have told me that earlier...)

'Right.... freea a vidunge...' (right... let it go (in callocial tamil) )

This sort of thing happens to me a lot, so im pretty used to it by now... (actually im pretty used to the previous sentence too... i use that a lot too... as in im pretty used to using pretty used to it by now a lot....) Anyway, these kind of conversations go on a lot, with me and that friend and our odd problem... with these kind of conversations only ending with me writing it on a board or asking someone else to translate.... But sometimes that doesn't happen and no ones around, so i have to manage with my known tamil which is untill 10... so usually i always have to tell him by adding them as we go... although this does have its draw backs... realtively large numbers tend to take some time....

For example... i tried to say the number 1550 the other day, what a mess...

'Uncle, ippo pathe edethukonge...' (uncle, lets take 10 now...)

'Seri... edithache...' (right... i took it...)

'right... ippo adhe ke pathe podunge...' (right now, add 10 to that...)

'right, edithache...' (right... done...)

'ippo adheke enoru pathe podunge...' (right, now add 10 more to that...)

'right... edithache....' (right...done...)

'ippo evalo irike?' ( right... how much do u have now?)

'mupathi...' (30...)

heres where it goes off... im not sure wheather hes said it right or not... cause i didn't know then that mupathi was actually 30 in tamil.... and i get that really confused look in my face as from the top of this post... so i start off from the begining again...

'illa illa uncle... thirty varanu...' (no, no... u should have 30 by now....)

'right... freea vedunge.... first lendhe pogalam...' (right... forget all of that... lets start from the begning...)

'ippo pathe edunge...' (right... take 10 now...)

needless to say.. this kind of thing goes on for sometime, untill finally someone comes by and thankfully translates it for us...

This is not the only limitation i have with my brilliant tamil speaking capabilites though... that was only the number system...

But i gotta go now... so ill do that in my next post... watch out for this 'chennai adhevasi... =)' when the 'lost in translation' continues in the next post...

2006-08-31T07:32:00.000-07:00

Licence to drive a motorised cycle with gear...

I finally got my licence for a motorised cycle with gear (thats the technical term for a bike) today... finally because ive been driving the bike for 2 weeks now without one... (well actually.. i did get caught once and the cops put up quite a show for all of us saying a lot of things and all... but then it all settled down)

Anyway... i finally got the licence, so i shouldn't have that problem anymore, guess the only thing i have to worry about now is my driving, actually its not me who should be worrying its the others on the road, cause they never see me coming and i always make sure to wear a helmet and they never do... heh...

Before i got the licence though, the rto guy wanted me to correct my number plate because all the numbers were cut up (as in when they give you the bike newly, the licence plate has numbers which are cut up into small segments...) so i said fine and asked him where i had to go... He told me some complicated route that i simply couldn't understand! and in the end he asked me if i understood, so i said no and he again set about explaining the whole complicated schaboodle to me... and he asked me again if i understood... which i clearly didn't! but him being the rto guy who would give me the licence and all, i didn't want to upset him by being a complete doofus that i was... the last thing i needed was him to deny me my licence siting "mentally unfit" as the problem....

So i said to myself, that if i just looked around i could find this einstien and ask him to fix my plate. And as i was about to set out, i found that there was another guy who was caught for the same problem and he explained the route to him too... so i decided to follow him, cause he seemed to understand what the rto guy said. So i started my bike and turned it around and by the time i looked again, the guy was at the end of the road!

So i speeded up my bike in full earnest in hopes of catching up to this guy but by the time i got there he was already gone... so i looked around on my own for sometime hoping to find the guy on my own... but needless to say that didn't happen....

So i decided to head back and ask that guy for instructions again and i thought i could console his rage by talking to him nicely (yeah right! high hopes..) Anyways... i set out, once again towards the guy and kept the bike parked nearby, as i walked towards him contemplating what to say, just then i noticed that there was another! guy who had the same problem, so i decided that i would atleast follow this guy and get there... So i ran back to bike and started it as i saw the guy coming towards me on his bike... I got up and waved to him and screemed and what not in a desperate attempt to get his attention so i could go along with him..... needless to say... the moron ignored me completely (or was i the moron!!!??) anyway the dude just completely ignored me and sped of in his direction...

Again i started the bike and by the time i turned it around again... he had reached the end of the road just like the last guy had done... so i sped my way through the street determined not to loose this one... and needless to say again... i did...

So i did the one thing that i usually do in times like this when i think lifes conspiring against me... i looked up and said... "hmmm.... i bet your laughing your ass off right now...."

Anyway, i looked around again and searched for the guy who had gone before me now and 15mins later... i finally found him... and finally got my plate fixed and finally got my test done and i finally got my licence...

2006-08-26T23:15:00.000-07:00

Ganapathi Bapa Moriya!!
Today we had a ganapthi pooja at home... and heres one of those places where you notice how technology takes away jobs from humans... for example... we had no priest doing the pooja it was just us, mom as the supplier for all the ingrdients we needed, dad preforming the pooja and i was sort of like the special guest for the show... sitting around and helping now and then and we had a cassete which had all the "mantras" pre recorded... so we played that duing the pooja... guess you could call it an electronic pooja done in real-time ;)

Then again... it does have its plus points... i mean.. a recorder will never mess up with the mantras and they certainly will always be on time...

Anyway... the pooja went on well... dad performing the pooja, mom getting all the things we needed, i tried to bug dad by asking him to play the FM on the casette player, to my suprise he said ok... go ahead, then i realized why he said that... the damn thing didn't have an FM feature!

You know all these ganapathi poojas remind me of the now infamous day when ganapthi supposedly drank milk... u can check out an article on that form wikipedia over here:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hindu_milk_miracle
Anyway.. being the sceptic i was... i did go to a local temple and try it out... and i saw the milk dissapearing... was it really a miracle? i dunno...

But all i do know is that in a world starved for hope... miracles are definetly helpfull...

2006-08-25T12:19:00.000-07:00

The Teachings Of Ananth Kumar Gonibeed

This being my tenth post and celebrating that i finally crossed the 2 digit mark... this is a special post.... So i thought this would be the appropriate post to put in the 10 commandments of ananth kumar gonibeed (thats me by the way...)

These are a whole list of teaching, lessons or Gyaan as you choose to call it, that i Ananth Kumar Gonibeed have put up and follow all my life... i advice you to do the same.... (P.S. this list was sent in terms of sms messages that i sent to my friends... in a term of a week and a half that i am posting here...) (P.P.S i know P.S's should actually come at the bottom... but this ain't a letter, and well.... it makes no sense putting this at the bottom... :D)

Lesson 1:
Always set your alarm clock 5min before you want to get up, so you can get up, see that its not the time to get up, switch of the bloody alarm and go back to sleep...

Lesson 2:
When doing mathematical sums in class, it is very important to concentrate... Especially in your nearby friends notebook, so you can check whether your making mstakes or not... and if you find that you are doing the sum exactly like your friend is, then rest assured... both of you are wrong...

Lesson 3:
Whe you plan to do nothing for sometime, always make sure that you have nothing to do so that you don't get disturbed during your vetti time by silly things such as work...

Lesson 4:
The point of a bridge: Now you might think that the bridge is made just so that you can go from point a to b above everyone else and feel happy about it... but thats wrong! its actually so that you can get a better look of the advertisements...

Lesson 5:
When messaging during class, never! try to cover your act of messaging by putting a textbook in front of you... after all... She knows you don't study... so the right way is to pretend to be listening to waht she is saying, she will be so suprised taht you are not sleeping in her class that she won't care that your actually messaging... (heck she won't care even if you strangle the neck of the guy sitting next to you... )

Lesson 6:
Words and names of things can be deceptive, so don't be fooled by fancy names... For example... Ball point pens don't! point to balls of any kind... (Don't take it in the wrong sense...), shopping complexes aren't there to make your shopping complicated... and most importantly... educational instutions aren't there to educate you...

Lesson 7:
Never use your compass to dig your nose, it can be painfull.... :(

Lesson 8:
When watching a movie for the 5th time, don't expect the ending to be any different from the last 4 times that you saw it, you might end up dissapointed...

Lesson 9:
Never! keep of money for a rainy day... after all... theres not much you can do when its raining...

Lesson 10:
The final and most important lesson:
Whatever you do... never listen or follow or accept the teachings of ananth kumar gonibeed...

P.P.P.S:
At the end of of most of the messages was the disclaimer... (this was suggested by a friend of mine who we call gaara (for reasons you probably wouldn't know...))
Disclaimer:
Please use the above advice as per personal preference...

P.P.P.P.S:
What does P.S. stand for anyway? reply to me if you know the answer in my shoutbox or comment...

2006-08-25T10:57:00.000-07:00

Vans!

I get late for everything... no exception! so theres no more suprise on the face of my dear mom when i wake up late for collage nowadays... shes just accepted it... I was born like that she says... (I was born a month late... apparently, and boy! she reminds me of that most of the times that i get late... and then i retaliate in my usual mom tone... "But mom!... that surely wasn't my fault... i mean... i had little choice in the matter....." and she retaliates back in her usual son tone " thats exactly what im saying.... no discipline...." and i retaliate again in my usual mom tone... "But mom!...."

By the way... the vans im talking about looks nothing like the van in the picture... just didn't want you to think i was talking about someother van... like van halen or something... ;)

Anyway, needless to say... this thing makes me get later than i already am as i head of dashing to the nearest bus stop (well not dashing... lets keep it as fast walking... on second thought... i think its better to call it walking faster than usual... which by the way is not really fast...)

Anyway... so i get to the bus stop (eventually!) and as usual... the buses are crowded... its rediculous.... (whats the right spelling for rediculous anyway?) so i stand there watching and watching and hoping for a bus that looks more like a bus with people in it, instead of people with a bus in them!) and needless to say... i never get one...

So then i look around for any other means of transport that can get me to collage hopefully within the 2nd period... (i lost hope of getting to the first period on time the moment i woke up... :D) and there i see the van! (its a matedoor and its operated within certain specific places) and it looks like the perfect candidate... so i think to myself... "hmmm... theres seats for me to sit, they look to be in a great deal of hurry and theres even a guy inviting me to sit in the thing saying "vange sir, vange sir...." so i go and sit down all happy and contented with myself knowing for sure that i would reach coll. for the second class and i would be going there comfortably even.... well i was really happy then...

30minutes later....
Well... 30 minutes after my happy moment was long over, i still was very comfortable... but things looked very different.... and this was mainly because i was in the same damn!!! place!!! i hadn't moved an inch! (the angel in disguise turned out to a wolf in sheeps clothing.... so to speak) and i was stuck in the bloody van! apparently the guys who was driving the thing in such a great hurry weren't so keen on leaving there with the same enthusiasm...) they were very insistent about the fact that every square inch of their van be occupied by something.... anything.... but it had to be occupied....

Anyway... 10 minutes later, or 40 minutes after my "happy moment" was long over, we finally left the bus stop and i thought i could reach before atleast the 3rd period (all hopes of getting there by the 2nd period were over long over....) and "vange sir, vange sir" were replaced with "yo!... kaas a tha pa..."

The problem wasn't the speed actually... it was the people... evertime the damn! bucket of bolts gained some speed there would be some moron wanting to get on or get off... midway through the journey, the driver starts of the sound system and starts playing music thats been lost for years....

Anyway... i finally got to collage by lunchtime, half deaf (cause as the man said... playing it any volume lower than ear shattering would be an insult! while here i was thinking, playing that thing at any! volume and calling it music was an insult in itself!), 5 bucks short and not the least bit wiser... cause i still go by the vans after all as i mentioned above... busses are just floating masses of people and im always late for everything....

2006-08-19T23:04:00.000-07:00

Writers block....

you know the worst thing about having a blog? is that its a vicious posting cycle... when you try to post something you don't know what to write about, and if you don't write anything... then you end up feeling guilty that you haven't updated your blog.... Its crap...

I always wondered if its better not to have a blog... but! then i realize that if i didn't have one... i would feel guilty because i would feel like having one and writing something down, cause i like to do it... god damn it! this is rediculous...

Theres got to be a way out of this.... ah! i got it! i will do this... i will put up a blog and then wait for the time i feel like writing something in my book... and whenever if i feel guilty about not updating my blog... ill post it... eureka! im brilliant.... muhahahahhahahahhahahaha....

your are probably wondering right now, why bother with a blog if its so difficult? well what can i say? its all for you my dedicated readers! all for you... for all you thousands and thousands of people who read my blog everyday and anxisously wait for me to post next... youre probably wondering why? if i have so many dedicated readers (please don't close this window....) how come there are no comments...? well ill tell you why..... as soon as i can come up with a reason for it....

Right.... letting go of fiction again... lets face it... this can hardly be called a blog... its been up for months and it doesn't even have 10 posts yet! the posts are hardly commented on... there are two comments to be precise.... ones about this guy who says he didn't like one of my posts... and the other is of my own... thanking him for commenting.... ha! its a laugh riot....

So my dear dedicated readers (ha!).... i have come to a conclusion thats obvious, this is a bad use of webspace.... so im going to do the only insane thing that there is to do... im going to go on wasting it!

What can i say... its all because of a simple principle i follow in my life.... if theres no use in doing something.... then continue doing it untill you find some use for it....

So then... ill see you.... my dedicated readers again... the next time i feel guilty.... heh...

2006-06-24T01:03:00.000-07:00

Track-mania!!

There's this game called trackmania, its a game played on the pc, its free and if u play with friends u gotta take turns and play as u try to beat each others timing on the track. This game, is far more addictive than it sounds, especially if ur one of mandateers! (thats the name of our little group by the way, thats another story, ill get to that later... ;-) ).

It all started with digit! giving this game in one of their free DVDs (this magazine is smart u know, they give u free DVDs knowing very well that if anything is free, there will people as zonked as me to buy it, even though all that they give is freely available on the net. But! my stupidity apart...) There was an article in the magazine about the game saying that it was a sort of international world cup championship and there were world ratings and the one who had the highest ratings would get a 50,000$ (not sure about the amount of prize money though) and there at the end was the punch line, if u are a true indian! (nenjile adche tane...) u should try to get the indian ratings a little higher than it already is (its ranked 47 right now). So there i was, fired up as usual with determination on getting the rating to the top 10. This was untill i started the bloody game...

So.. there i was, sitting in front of my computer, zonked (somehow, i like this word, ur probably wondering what it means, ha ha... if u are by the way u don't know me too well... : - D) and i fired up the game and launched
the pro tracks (the toughest) and thats it... for the next two hours as i crunched my teeth each time i hit some part of the track as i came to realize the task isn't as easy as it looks. As my emotions went through a series of changes...

A true indian(fiery eyed with rage and ready to kick some track-ass! with patriotism yea yea!!) - > hmmmm... thisgame isn't that easy but! i will get better -> alright! this is getting on my nerves, which way should i go? why
does that damn pointer point to a damn wall!!??-> damn thats the third time im hitting that damn pole why the
%$*# does it keep getting in my way -> god damn it! son of a *&!# bloody !#$*&@ up track with its !#$*&@ up music and its !#$*&@ cars god damn it!!!

Once, in the midst of all this the guys came home and saw the game and we all started playing the game. Well... to cut a long story short, a couple of days later we all sat vetti (as usual) looking at the screen and trying for the yenth time to outdo our scores and we kept on trying and we kept on trying, playing ever damn track there is in that game and we sat up till 5! in the morning trying to outdo each others timings playing that one game.

I guess in the end, thats the beauty of this game, its so damn simple, its so damn competitive and its so damn annoying!!

2006-06-10T06:59:00.000-07:00

"The JUDGE" Episodes

This is sort of like a mini series, where i made up a guy named the judge and made a small story about his day in the court and sent the story in parts to my brother and sis... just to annoy them... : p needless to say... mission acomplished... now im posting this so that i can annoy u... needless to say i think i will succeed... :p

So... here they are...

Subject line: odur odur odur

(Actually its order, order, order... But i haven't had a bath yet, so the computer thought it would be a good joke to put it that way.... Damn Thing.... I tell u its a real Azel... )

By the way wheres the pizza i ordered....? asked the judge..
Its stuck sir... Too much traffic.... Damn sunday drivers.... No sir, net traffic.... Well ok then.... damn sunday surfers.... Little difference it makes.. heh... Maybe one of these days ill
ban surfing while talking on the cell phone.... That should cut down atleast half of them... The rest we can just do away with... We will banish them to one day of Teletubbies
watching..... Muhahahahahahahahaha. Brilliant your highnes... Absolutely Brilliant. Hail The judge.... For his head comes up with solutions no one can think of, for questions no one
asked, answers for which no one cares about anyway....

P.S:
For future episodes of "THE JUDGE" watch this space, from this email id,
cheers,
The Judge.

2006-06-10T06:53:00.000-07:00

"THE JUDGE" Episodes continued...

Episode 2:

Now that i have cleared that up... lets back to this mails episode on "THE JUDGE"...
Narrator (who will henceforth be known as N): Previously on "THE JUDGE".... The jury was still out and the pizza hadn't arrived yet, the court was distraught for no particular reason.... And "THE JUDGE" was dishing out some laws to some guy whose name was never mentioned in the previous episode.... (Maybe it will be mentioned in this episode you will probably wonder.... Who knows...? ) and that guy was buttering up "THE JUDGE" probably wanted a slice of the pizza that was yet to arrive... yeah fat chance of that happening...

Announcement: Guy whose name has not been mentioned so far shall henceforth be called as GWNHNBM.....

GWNHNBM: So judge... what's the plan for today....?
"THE JUDGE" :What are you talking about.. its the same day... the pizza's not arrived yet, remember..?
GWNHNBM: oh yes..
"THE JUDGE" :Anyways, has the jury reached a verdict yet...?
GWNHNBM: Not yet sire, looks like it will take some time, apparently some error in the miscalculation of the hypothenuse...
"THE JUDGE" : What the hell does that have to with this case...?
GWNHNBM: Absoultely nothing.... your honour...
"THE JUDGE" : Ah... i see... So has anyone here seen "Rang de Basanti" yet...?
N: To the audience.... wondering why that question is asked in a courtroom of all places and doesn't "THE JUDGE" have any other cases to deal with...? Well you people have obviously not know the author for long... And well... my sympathies....Im afraid you are in for a bit of a rough time, getting through this show....

N: Heres a sneek preview of the next episode... Watch out how this emotional drama unfolds when "THE PIZZA" arrives in the next episode...

Cheers,
"THE JUDGE"

2006-06-10T06:17:00.000-07:00

"THE JUDGE" Episodes continued...

Episode 3:

Not so Intrestingly,
Finally the Pizza Arrives, Although a "bit" late. "So the pizza's free....?" asked the judge. "No, no sir, why should it?", "But u said it will arrive in 30mins or "its" free... right...?" "Well yes sir, that we did..." "And since i ordered it like 2 mails ago, which were sent before last week, more than 240 hours have passed so far..." reasoned the wise judge, wondering how he got so smart all of a sudden. "Hmmm... Thats true..." agreed the pizza delivery boy, "So wouldn't u say ur pizza is a "bit" late?" "Well i would have agree, without a doubt, definetly, my lord" said GWNHNBM "Whos talking to you...? Im talking to the pizza delivery boy..." "Sorry..." "Right... so would u agree that it wouldn't be unreasonable to say that it was a bit late...?" "Hmmm... you're right..." "Ha!! so the pizzas free...!!! Yipeee!!!" agreed the judge with himself truly amazed at his own brilliance.

"But sir, we did not exactly mention that the pizza free..." said the pizza delivery boy smiling to himself wondering how he became so smart. "Wha...? what was that...? come again..." questioned the judge, wondering how the hell could his brilliant reasoning be flawed!!!! no!!!! this was unacceptable.... after all he doesn't get a chance to be smart all the time. "Well, the thing is sir, "it" is free, "it" being the "indian tastemaker" its the stuff we add to our pizzas to make them taste good, basically u get a packet of this marvellous thing... absolutelyfree!!" "WHAT!!!!???? and how much does thing cost you guys...?" wondering if he could atleast get some sadistic profit out of this, if not economic profit... "Well sir, its imported all the way from the local nair kadai and it costs a full 50 paisa..." "What!!!!???? NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!" upon closer inspection, the judge finds some strange markings on the free packet that he's recieved, it said letter by letter " M.Y.S.O.R.E. P.A.K" "NO!!!!" the judge screamed....

Regards,
"The Judge"

2006-02-06T01:36:00.000-08:00

Vada Pav

Man This thing rules, its like the desi version of a burger. And as far as im concerned, its even better!!! Its spicy, its fresh (of course this depends on where you are getting it from), its delecious and best of all, its portable!!! Thats hard to find with indian food. Or atleast south indian food, but come to think about it, its not a south indian dish, i guess thats why its portable in the first place. Ha...

Anyway, it maybe the overdose of influence of the west that brought about this thing or it could have even been there for quite a long time and i just didn't know about it (funnily, that happens a lot....), Anyway, the vada Pav!!! is an amazing addition to the cullinary of any indian (or phoren) household.

You are probably wondering what i meant when i said, its portable... Well i mean just that! its portable!!! Do you know all of those times when u were rushing to go someplace because you are already late but were really hungry and wish you had something to eat along the way, (which in my case, is like most, if not all of the time!!!) thats when stuff like this vada pav come in handy. Just follow the four step process and youre on the way. Make vada pav, stuff vada pav in mouth, chew vada pav while searching for keys, finish vada pav while you get out of your home. And you're on your way without getting more late than you already are...

Now you're probably wondering, whats so special about the vada pav that you're all praises for? Well the secret lies in the chutney, the vada and the pav (well... duh!).

Actually its not so much of a secret considering that thats all there is in a vada pav. A chutney, a vada and an all encompassing pav. Simple and great to eat if you eat it in the right places.

You know, just like the burgers at McDowels that are such a big hit one could start a desi version, something along the lines like MakeSeth or MumbaiBurger. And we could have different varities of this stuff like VadaMurgiPav or ButterVadaPav or something along those lines. Then we could extend our franchise all over the world just like McDowels and eventually we could make it a national food and then we could take over the world!!!! Muhahahahahahhahahahhahahahahhahahahh!!!

Letting fantasy go... I hear that Mumbai is notorious at making the greatest of them, i haven't actually had a chance to taste an actual mumbai one but the chennai and the pune ones that i have had have been really good. If you get a chance, have one. If you're in india you should get it in any place dishing out north indian food and if you're in north india, i imagine u already know what im talking about.

If your a phoren guy, don't worry dude, some of us (indians) are already there (no matter which country you are in!!), so the next time you see a guy who looks desi, go upto him and tell him you'll treat him to vada pav if he takes you to a place where you get them. Im sure he'll take care of the rest. Or you could just ask around at the nearest desi restaurant.

2006-02-03T23:04:00.000-08:00

Football...

Today we went to play football (Not american football, the thing the rest of the world refer to as football). Of course you must understand that, when i say play, i mean i was there on the field while the ball kept moving in different directions around me. It was fun, for like the first 20 minutes or so after the game had begun, as i kept passing the ball around to whoever i saw fit and then i started wondering.... what the hell am i supposed to be doing on the field? and more importantly.... whose team was I in anyway!!!??

Then i found out the score from the guy next to me who was for some weird reason giving me odd looks... 1 - 2 he said... Oh.... so we are winning...? cool!!! my team rulz!!! And more importantly, I rule!!! cause im on the winning team.... yea yea!!! life is good!!! Later on after a few minutes of smiling to myself like an idiot, i asked my teammate who was the moron who gave them the first goal...? i should go and give him a few tips on how this game should be played....

He gave me an odd look and said, "you did you ediot!!! don't you remember ?? you passed it the opponent team while they were in our base and then after he had hit the goal, you screamed alright!!!! I rule!!! and started smiling to yourself!!!" Oh! ahem!! i managed to get out while gaining an embarressed look on my face.... And then looked around haughtily thinking but its not my fault....

Football is a funny game as far as im concerned.... 'Cause inadvertantly whenever i play the game, i spend a part of my time wondering who is on whose team.... thats because there's always some guy entering the game and some guy leaving the game as and when they come or have to leave, A guy who is in my team after a few minutes will be in the opponents team and inadvertantly ill ask him... "hey... aren't you in my team? why are u charging at me...?" and he would always give some sort of a explantion involving higher algebra that can be seen only in the papers of guys studying math... it will go something like this.... "Well, the thing is, nickhil went out for awhile to get some water so i went to rahuls team to even the odds, then raghav came in so he joined Vishaal (my) team, but raghav was a better player, so he joined rahul team to even the odds so that its not too easy for your team to score, then Kumar came so he joined rahuls team cause they're close friends and since the teams became odd agian, i joined back vishaals team then, nickhil came back, so we made him join this team and since the odds were tipped again, they sent me to rahuls team and sent gauravs back here then..." And at the end of it i would smile and give him an look like i understood every thing and he said and then after he left, i would turn back to myself and think alright i can get this this time.... "right so vishaal went out... and raghav came in and...."

Part of my time is spent pondering the usual things like.... whats the score? who is on the field and who's off? Who is that guy? wonder if any girl watching me... where is the ball? and more importantly.... whats for dinner?

2006-01-28T09:46:00.000-08:00

You know... in all my adult life... By which i mean since when i actually started thinking and wondering what the hell is going on in this crazy world of ours... I always wondered, if people worried about countries so much that they would kill each other for them, then why did they bother having them in the first place. In the slightly modified saying of a famous figure, "the concept of countries is like slugs... They probably serve some purpose... But its hard to imagine what..." (ahem! Thank you calvin.... )

But honsetly... why bother? its like we as a human race didn't have enough problems already... what, with all our bills to pay, our incredible streaks of bad luck, natural disasters, man made disasters, all the new diseases just waiting to get us which haven't even been found yet (touch wood), not to mention other people.... Do we really need to team up and get on our each others backs too...?

As the way it stands of today... We live in a giant playground filled with trees and green grass and what not... the only problem is theres this line that we can't cross and if we wanted to we need to get special permission from the guys on the other side of the line. But the thing is the guys on the other side of the line, they don't really care if you want to come there, as far as they're concerned they've got their own problems than to worry about some new guy who wants to move into the neighbourhood....

But, the great thing is we as a race have progressively over time been coming together, the only issue is that its not something we planned, it just turned out that way... (kind of like kids, you can never really plan on how they'll turn out.... they just happen to become whoever they happen to become....)

But don't u think its time we take matters into our own hands now and decide that enough is enough... we don't need to fight amongst ourselves over borders, the outlines of which exist only in our collective heads... Lets screw the thing and join up, and live this great thing we call life together... Not as an american or an indian or a pakistani or a hindu or a christian or a black or a white guy or an asian or a western or whatever... But as "THE HUMAN RACE"

Just imagine the dramatic changes in our lives, people wouldn't die of silly wars, we could truly combine our heads and as a human race help each other and collectively discover the true extent of our potential, plus think of all the tax cuts....

Sure, by now you're probably thinking, its all easy to say these things and sounds really nice but reality is quite something else... Thats where you're wrong! reality is what we make it, sure it maybe difficult to impliment it in the begining, infact, im sure its a downright impossible task. The nuiances involved are probably incomprehensible.... But isn't that how life is? If you want something, you have to work for it. In this case the only difference is, we all have to collectively work for it. Let me know on what you think....

cheers