Wednesday, November 26, 2008

"a point in the space of four-character strings"


Aren't you just lovin' the weather today?
(ranting from: Bangalore. 4 pm IST and date you can see right on top of the post.)
Its cold as hell. Dark! And very cloudy.
The sun must be holidaying somewhere faaar away from here.
I'm totally loving it.

Ok. Coming back to what I actually came here to tell you guys:

If you haven't smiled in quite a while, I suggest you hit the link below.
More interesting than I thought it'd be; way funnier than Divith.
Take a little help from Wiki if nothing makes sense to you even 2 hours after you've opened that link.
On second thoughts, just assume your sense of humour broke up with you.
Big thank you to Nemil Vora. =)

If you liked it, then tell your friends about it!

Saturday, November 22, 2008

blood is thicker than w(h)ater?

So I was just thinking the other night (how I'm always thinking every night) and a wonderfully horrible thought occurred to me.

Its this hypothetical situation...

Say you're going about your life.... just about happily.... and on one sunny day, you come across this person... You talk... You get along... He/she is fun. You're loving the companionship and laughing more than ever before... You connect with each other... Long conversations and some beautiful moments later you realise you're falling for that person... 'Patience' isn't exactly your favourite word right now... A bundle of nerves that you are, you still muster up courage to tell the person how you feel for him/her (butterflies and jelly legs included) & he/she reciprocates, much to your joy. You are (understandably) on cloud 10.

So you go on dates... dine together... share laughs... and the physical intimacy grows... you fight... you make up...
Then you reach a point when you really want to take care of him/her... You become protective... Damn! You're totally falling in love... A few more years into your relationship and you realise you just need each other, forever...

You know you've found your soulmate...

And then in a dramatic unfolding of events, you find out you're both children to the same mother, separated at birth due to whatever reasons. You are related by blood. You are brother and sister.
And its 100% true.
What now?

No, I'm not a soap opera queen, but well, seriously, this just occurred to me...
and I'm totally clueless.
Just want to know how one would or should react to/handle/go about this 'situation'.

Would you still go ahead and marry that person? Should you?
Or would you forget all that has been happening in the past few years of your life?
If that were even possible, that is.
Would you be able to look at that person in this new light?
Would you still be able to hold on to your sanity?

Leave a reply to tell me what, how and why.
(I thought I'd do a poll... but its too complicated a scenario to put it in a yes-or-no format)

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

strawberry fields- here i come!



As on 24th nov., its another year before people head to NLS for a rock fest.

Rosemary won. (!!)

(Strawberry Fields) - (Pentagram) = would have been better.

It rained like nuts on the finale. We still stood ground and didn't scurry.

weeeeeed! \,,/.

Real good music by a couple of bands.

The Times Of India peeps messed up in the main page of today's Bangalore edition calling Chilli Potatoes, "Metal Messaiah"!

There was no use of the passes after all! :(

Monday, November 17, 2008


I was reading the newspaper today...
It seemed to bring back old memories.
I remember very clearly... the last time I had read the paper...
August of 2008
ah... nostalgia...

chain snatching... uncleared garbage... bad roads...
I stifled a yawn and continued scanning the page lazily. Somewhere on page 4, the caricature of Albert Einstein that they'd thrown in, caught my attention. I started reading.

3 hours later . . .

Same page. Same article. With a pen in my hand.
I was breaking my head over a "mind boggling" question that the man had designed as a brain exercise for kids in a US school. Apparently 98% of the world's population couldn't solve this puzzle.
take a dekko:

There are five houses of five different colours.
One person from one specific nationality lives in each house.
Each person likes a specific kind of drink and cigarette. Each has one pet.
None of them owns the same pet, smokes the same cigarette or drinks the same drink.
Question: "Who owns the fish?"
Hints: The English person lives in the red house. The Swede has a dog. The Danish likes tea. The green house is located right to the left of the white house. The person who lives in the green house likes to drink coffee. The person who smokes Pall Mall has a bird. The person who lives in the middle house likes to drink milk. The person who lives in the yellow house smokes Dunhill. The Norwegian lives in the first house. The person who smokes Marlboro lives next to the person who owns a cat. The person who has a horse lives next to the person who smokes Dunhill. The person who smokes Winfield, likes to drink beer. Right next to the blue house lives the Norwegian. The German smokes Rothmans. The person who smokes Marlboro is the neighbour of the person who drinks water.

I tried to work it out.
Still trying.
If the Swede smokes Marlboro who owns the freakin' cat?!!

Friday, November 14, 2008

i am currently lusting over...*

Curtis Stone.
I mean how perfect is he?
ok listen:
He's Aussie. ;)
Tall, blonde. Green eyed. (!!)
He cooks (and how!)
He has a voice that'll make any woman weak in the knees.
Celebrity chef. Also owns the most dazzling smile ever.
Top runner of "Sexiest Man Alive" poll by People magazine.
& Oh. My. God. Have you seen any pictures of him in a tux?!

*runs out of saliva*

*to all the boys reading this post:
"i'm really sorry that there was nothing for you here."
to the girls:
"if you think there's someone out there, even better than Curtis, leave a comment!" ;)
to aneesha:
"ty!" :P

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

of a book and some more books.

Yes. This is the book I'm absolutely dying to read.
Will not say much here.
Just, I have a bizarre feeling that this is the story of a guy I only know too well.
It maybe, may not be...
Well... can't wait to get my hands on this one.
a big thank you to Clever Girl and her shelfari! =)

I also want to read:
Tart (Red Dress Ink Novels) by Jody Gehrman.
Shantaram by GregoryDavid Roberts.
The White Tiger by Aravind Adiga.
and one piece each by Ruskin Bond and John Keats.

Hmmm, that's it for now...

and there's no way i can let you go without telling you about. . . . .
Marley and Me.
"life and love with the world's worst dog"
eeeeeeee!!! xD
Its by John Grogan and is the cutest looking book I've seen in a while!

Big thanks to total sweetheart Sam, or I'd still be thinking its just another Hollywood flick...
(Jen Aniston+Owen Wilson, btw... <3)

just when am I going to Landmark next?!
*scratches head and checks wallet.*

Update: ART VANDELAY asked me for my email id, shortly after we got acquainted with each other... I gave it to him thinking "orkut..." & had been busy for the next couple of days... When I checked my mail the day after, I was pleasantly surprised! He had sent me the e-book of the "I Hope They Serve..."
Sweet or what!?

Monday, November 10, 2008

a bitter sweet symphony

I had totally hit the dead end of my "how do i sneak out tonight?" brainstorm session.
( try keeping your ass at home on a Saturday night.) ( it'll hurt!)
So I had to settle for the consolation prize; somehow, the idea of hot wax being slapped on and then being peeled away using strips of things that makes a lot of noise, for a neater pair of arms and legs, made me feel good. =)
I grabbed my wallet and went straight to Geeta aunty's parlour. The door opened to the same faces that smiled at me each time I visited. Only today it was super-crowded!
I wasn't exactly spoilt for choice so I collapsed on one of those dead bean bags she had, crammed in there. The magazines were all taken. I started messaging friends.

This amusement park was advertising on radio. Their jingle faded into nothing, without garnering much attention... and then:
ok bengaluru, we are celebrating the lovebirds week!
excuse me? o_O
we're giving you a chance to go on air and bolo your dil ki baat...
thats right, dedicate songs to your loved one and win hampers!
and then she said the corniest thing:
seems like all this week, love is in the 'air'... lalala!
*not amused.* *at all.*
then the dedications started coming... and how!
she read her playlist; i was nauseous.
telling myself that this still is better than sitting at home, I waited...

and the radio sang...
I wanna call the stars, down from the sky
I wanna live a day, that never dies
I wanna change the world only for you
All the impossible I wanna do...

I just thought about this Harsh who had "dedicated" this particular song to his girlfriend. And of his girlfriend who must have been blushing to death right then.
tch-tch. Some more time into the relationship, he would hardly even call her to tell her what he did all day.
Stars and all? You wish.
The only day he'd wish would never die'd be when he's making wild passionate love to her.
and umm... change the world only for her? SURE.
Someday she'll be ranting about office politics and how she hates it and how it needs to change and... He'll probably go "you cannot do anything about it. just forget it."
oh and the classic-
"Sweetheart, can you come and meet me after work?"
"hey.. sorry.. that's a bit impossible."

...and the radio sang...
I wanna hold you close under the rain
I wanna kiss your smile and feel the pain
I know what's beautiful looking at you
In a world of lies you are the truth...

Yeah, the first thing he would probably do when it rains, is run for cover, forgetting even to pull her along. Let alone stand in the rain, hugging her.
"i know what's beautiful looking at you..." Yeah- That's why he'd not even have complimented her in weeks and maybe even secretly thought that the girl at that billing counter is so fuckin pretty! truth in the world of lies eh? we know that 'traffic jams' may not always mean 'traffic jams', as is the case with "i have a bad headache today, sorry."

And baby... Everytime you touch me I become a hero...
I sat there. angry, frustrated, thinking about these words.
okay so we're to believe that she walks in and his mask comes on & cape bursts out and he can suddenly fly and move mountains. All this and he wont even pick her up for lunch.
"Hero" did he say?

Hey Harsh... Lets picture this: You've had a fuckin' tiring day, and your girl's vehicle has been towed away to the other end of town. She's calling, expecting you to go there and help her out.
Isn't this exactly the time when you wish you'd never told her crap like:
I'll make you safe no matter where you are...
And bring you everything you ask for...
Nothing is above me...
I mean you can just tell her you have an important meeting. And c'mon, she'll get out of it anyway! makes sense, don't it?

I'm shining like a candle in the dark.... When you tell me that you love me...
Some drunken, wannabe Shakespeare must have written these lines sitting in a gay pub, and our man is dedicating them to woo his chick (probably not even meaning some/most of it). You know what the best bit is? She's totally falling for it. lol!
cute... down right pathetic, but well... cute.

See. I'm not saying that dedicating a song to your loved one is wrong- not even hinting.
(because I'm all for mushy :P)
Or that this guy doesn't know what love is/how to take care of his relationship/ how to make it last or anything on those lines.
What I'm saying is that on one of those days, nothing seems convince you, or said another way, on a day when you aren't feeling so lovey-dovey, these "all i need in life is your love" sort of lyrics get down right irritating.

My phone beeped again:
"hey.. wassa.. where are you?"
me: "nun much.. bored.. not far from home .. why?"
him: "I'm in polar bear... near your house."
me: "whoa... how come??"

the radio pressed on...
I wanna make you see just what I was
Show you the loneliness and what it does
You walked into my life To stop my tears
Everything is easy now, I have you here...

me: (giving up) "I'm coming. see you in 5 dude."