driftin further away

driftin further away..my own interpretation is that i am slowly and steadily and rapidly and impulsively driftin away from my problems... coming to think of it.. my problems are mostly my own creations.. or to be more specific, flawed creations..but then again, there is no perfect solution to every situation and its like we create something with the hope that it becomes something special..hit and miss..

driftin away....

esperanza

por favor senor...por favor senorita...

hope..is the the quintissential..what a spelling.. of all human emotions..
what goes up, comes down..and what goes down..where does it go??? let me see? there are apparently 2 sides to a coin..side one: what goes downer...goes even more downest...
side two: what goes downer, due to antigravity - reverses its path and goes upwards..

hope, humans...humans, hopes...retaliate, react, fight, submit.. apparently this is a direct reference to the latest happenings to my best friends in bostons..i have seen despair, pure adulteraed despair on thursday...i cudnt believe that things can get from a goodest stage to such a hopeless situation in just a couple of hours..and then i see the classic fightback charecteristics of the human spirit..fight backs..fight backs and todays..me is at the other end of the spectrum :-)

apparently there is this once person who once said, everything is a u... what? U.. U.. oh.. me? no rey stoopid.. the letter U..u start off, u slip, u fight back and u go up...
Moral of the story.. never be a U in UR life..
this is meandering..this shows that i know my letters.. i want an S..no.. I want a P.. i want a P P P P P P P P P P P P P P

magic needs no reason

wands and spells...do we actually need a wand to create magic? phoos whooosh and thooosh...
do i believe in wands.do i believen in spells..more importantly..do i believe in magic?

if something defies logic.. the first thing i look to name that particular thing is magic.. i mean..

Magic:
n.
The art that purports to control or forecast natural events, effects, or forces by invoking the supernatural.
The practice of using charms, spells, or rituals to attempt to produce supernatural effects or control events in nature.
The charms, spells, and rituals so used.
The exercise of sleight of hand or conjuring for entertainment.
A mysterious quality of enchantment: "For me the names of those men breathed the magic of the past" (Max Beerbohm).
adj.
Of, relating to, or invoking the supernatural: "stubborn unlaid ghost/That breaks his magic chains at curfew time" (John Milton).
Possessing distinctive qualities that produce unaccountable or baffling effects.

its schoolish..its bookish..its not something 'practical' adults who are on the other side of their 30's believe in.. and here is where i stray of my original storyline..

art that purports to control --- there is no art.. there is no reason.. and thats the precise reason why few things are attributed to magic.. did i knot myself up here?
what are the chances that 2 pebbles thrown at each other from a mile away hit each other?? if they do manage to even come close.. its attributed to magic..aah..what an event ..oohh..its pure magic..

and i know that its completely not magic, when i want to spend the day curled up..when the train stops in my station..
aaah

happy singh

happy singh vs lucky singh vs guddi singh :-)

3 in one?
yes..

free form writing.. pain in little finger, jungle jungle, honda keys stopming on the ceiling, you know what? chuk chuk, shilpa monkey shetty, she looks nice no? stunning face no, monkey figure no.. ppl like me so much and not her, my closeups are better than hers.. ppl really hate her. like me.. like me hate her, hate me like her.. shower sounds, police siren, mind black, taarch on the bench.. silence in Birmingham, i love this song, in dino, monkey shetty.. khwab saja.. bike rides in bangalore rains.. living life..losing happines..permission. mohhabbat...speeling mistakes, pain in the left ring finger.. cars honking, london, teenagers..i am like a teenager.. didnt fluctuate so much :-D feel like 13.. not 31.. oye lucky lucky oyee.. birmingham calling..skype pinging
writing blog, skype ladies compartment

mystery of the missing trains

casefile #1: Mystery of the missing train

the dude runs runs runs..dodging cars, jumping over pavements.. skidding and stumbling he reaches the station at 7:29 for the 7:30pm train... out of breath, foggy glasses, slipping backpacks.. what more can go wrong? well how about the train being delayed?

its a moment of pure joy and hopeless anger... all the effort for a delayed train....

the dude looks over his shoulder..he has a strange suspicion that the train was delayed just for him..it must be the XIA.. no doubt he thinks.. things like this dont happen, especially not to the dude..the dude reaches into his trouser pocket and picks up his latest gadget.. the taarch..he scans the surroundings..no enemy activity... he cautiously walks towards the food counter and buys dinner..dinner is just an excuse, the hot fried rice and the plastic forks are his backup weapons...just in case..just in case..aal is well...thats his code..

the dude walks, towards the train..the dude gets into the most crowded car...safety in numbers..he finds a seat...throws his bag on the top rack...he needs space to swing his arms just in case someone attacks him..

the train the moves from the platforms.. the dude gets his BB out and starts msging P.. The Big Boss. P's whereabouts are unknown... well unknown to the world, but the dude has special access.. he updates her abt his whereabouts and his suspicions.. P says aal iz well aal iz well.. the dude is checking.. P talking dude talking P talking.. the dude knows for sure that XIA has set up a trap for him in his regular station.. the dude is smart.. the dude suspects P might be a double agent.. dude says... oops and he doesnt get off the station.. P doesnt know.. P doesnt care.. the dude knows.. that P is clean.. P is good.. P is geniune and P is his boss..

the dude gets down at the next station..rain hits his face.. its a rain of joy of being alive and knowing that ppl who you trust once, rarely ever break the trust.. the dude lives. the dude is happy..

midnight masala

let me clarify that there is no sleaze in this post..no..nope.. none whatsoever...

was feeling hungry and decided to make aloo masala..right at 12:00 am.. with thoughts jumping from mundanely mundane to complexly complex... 1 pinch of salt to mutex lock on a threadsafe function..

not to sound repititive ( i repeat this a lot).. the moral of the story, this particular story is to do whatever i want to do, without putting in constraints like time, name, place, animal, thing.. if i want something, i am doing it now... its a realization of the fact that at the age of 30.. i dont have much time to do things which i want.. short term happiness is much more enjoyable and storable and bearable in memory banks, rather than foregoing chotu chotu things in search of a bigger 'happiness' 10 years down the line..

i can say a lot of things :-) but with a single member readership.. i dont want to make any funny comments... let me build up a bigger audience i say :-) ... hunted

f.r.i.e.n.d.s

trivia and friends.. aah how many times have i said the excuse..look a ufo and ran out of the class, hall, dorm or room...whenever ppl said lets play friends trivia... i cant remember things for nuts.. i can laugh at friends :-) wildly and absurdly..but to ask me rachel's middle names middle letter is bordering on the insane for me :-)

but now.. no..no more running away.. its all about stepping upto to the plate..or stepping upto the plot... friends..trivia.. u have the no idea what has been unleashed on you..

crimemastaaar gogo

crimemaastar gogo vs gunmaastar g9..

to be or not to be

courage is defined when you do something without caring about the consequences... heavy duty stuff..hai tuj mein poori botal ka nasha botal ka nasha..

courage equates to stupidity in a statistical way.. the probability of a successful outcome(subjective) is the least when things are doing in a stupid way(subjective)... ppl who are averse to risk conclude that by not doing anything bcos the outcome is not favorable, their lives are more happys...

is it true? if u hold urself back at every little step... why learn to walk at all?

am i brave or am i stupid..i am stupid cos if i want to do something i do it first and then think if it was right or not.. or sometimes i dont think at all..if u do something, thats done and it stays done..u cant say..tooch toooch and go back to not doing it ...

ppl call me stupid..i am immune to that.. ppl call me brave..i am immune to it.. i dont know if i read this somewhere..yeah no..my sister put in her facebook profile as a status.. its like after 20 years or something..we shudnt be feeling bad abt things which we cudnt do..so i dont want to give that chance to myself.. if in the next second i die cos the guy living above me drops his dumbell and falls thru the floor.. me has a lot of things to do.. me doing..like blogging for example :-D stupid stupid stupid

inspiration

logistics.. since we spend a lot of money on things which we dont need..why cant i convince ppl i know to sponsor someone's education by like contributing 10$ every month? 100 is too high a number but if i can convince 50 ppl, its like what 500$?

some kid in india can probably do wonders...start an ngo? i dont want profits...seriously no...but do i have the conviction to see that the money goes to where its intended to?? need commitment and willpower..given that i have nothing else to do today..let me see where things go..

operation bookstore

rain

not that its a very very cliched thing..but i love rain..when ppl stay indoors..i run out get drenched and get sick..

i used to drive faster if it was raining, knowing that the traffic would be less and my zappers would save me..

drove from banglore to ooty in blinding rain.. why? cos it was raining..and i had the bestest company.. 2 equally insane ppl who love the rain..

as i type, i wish i had a white pant and white shoes..i want to get drenched ala tollywood hero style... a heroine in a white saree wud be equally nice.. but nooo i am not pushing my luck too wildly in new england..

i used to think why ppl cant make waterproof papers..i could make paper boats which wudnt get messed up in the rain..

i love my suzukis...they never let me down during the monsoons and the waterlogged roads in bangalore.... there was this one time when there were like virtual floods and my roommate and me were craving for beer( ala harold and kumar for white castle burgers).. started the bike and drove drove..drove past half sunken cars..abandoned pulsars..the dear 2 stroke kept stroking away....earned respect.. waiter says..saar...waaat rain ..waat bike, it didnt stop? he wanted to buy it then and there..

rain = mirchi bajji

rain = chicken 65

rain = challati RC in taj dhaba with butter chicken chilli chicken roti and bestest friends

rain = be a kid @ 30

rain = what i am doing here..let me get drenched and come back..

wetesstly yours

ravi

good morning

I cant remember when was the last time I woke up so early and that too on a weekend... Its like almost cheating cheating... i cant seem to wake up for nuts before 8am on weekdays.. I have to be in office by 9.. and I end up tripping spilling poking and whatever ing to office..

Was it the wine that kept me awake or was it the happiness.. happiness is a weird term.. i think and i assume that i am generally happy person..i called myself a stone couple of blogs ago.. i mean.. i cud go through the most hopelessest times anyone can go through, smiling or laughing away.. maybe i am 'mad' as my teachers in school labelled me.. RAVI why are u laughing..nothing teacher.. only mad ppl laugh at nothing... oh ya oh ya..its repetitive.. i know :-D but i wud be glad to be called mad over n over n over again..

so what does waking up at 6am on a saturday mean.. for one..it shouldnt involve cleaning up the flood on the bathroom floor after u too blind to close the shower curtain after the soap did a high jump over it..i wish i cud video tape that particular part of it and not the nasty stuff.. in sl0-mo..a blue soap jumping out of my hand..twirling twirling...thinking to itself.. " Ha...gravity.. catch me if you can.. Ha the bar..the bar..i am a bar too no.. i am jumping now.. this nasty bugger is abusing, let me run jump fly... oops...who put the ceiling here..mayday mayday "

so ya..where was i? 6am on a saturday morning after being late to work the whole week... its a reflection of happiness..good wine...good food..extremely good friends..holes in my pocket..zero savings..payments.. good running shoes..old age.. sinusitis.. blindness.. solitude....

I m not worried about money..cos i dont have any.. i am only worried about my health.. am i worried? well... eating dynamite shrimp when i am allergic to sea food.... i am happy happy happy.. i dnt really know why i shud be so happy.. it feels like cheating that i am like ignoring everything that i shudnt ignore and keeping myself in an imaginary illusion that might pop anytime soon..am i worried? naah..cos i am so 'creative' that i can create another illusion for myself and be happy allover again..

things to do for today:

1) dont think

2) dont think

3) dont think

4) dont dream

5) dont think

good morning

yours obedienteliest

Ravi

movie list movie list

please caantribute?

big trouble in little china

v for vendettta

amistaad

schindlers list

those magnificient men in their flying machines

gods must be crazy

sixth sense

sleepless in seattle

office space

employee of the month ( dane cook)

the lord of the rings : two towers

matrix - complete series

definitions

to define something is the most complicated task in the world.. i cud never define things clearly.. cos my perspective on things changed faster than i cud blink... that i CANT see properly is another story altogether... how do i define the bottle of green heineken on the table in front me? is it a bottle, is it green? what is green? i remember.. for a question in ukg.. i wrote the answer as, patients are kept under the bed..

and now since the topic of books came up.. someone stole my journal long time back and i am pretty sure I know who it is.. but then jokes apart....if there is another thing i want to be buried along with( apart from my bikes).. its a book.. a leather bound copy of foutainhead...

life is peacefull..

guddi rests in peace

jumpstart

another one of those weird days...where u step into your workplace with a hopeless sense of foreboding and within a couple of mins, things take a drastic uturn from being utterly completely and comprehensively hopeless to moments of pure unadulterated ecstatic joy.. its a celebration of the human brain to overcome despair and grab onto the rocket to the moon in a matter of seconds..

apparently i think, i assume, i speculate that hopelessness bring out the best in me.. point to ponder.. i do well when things are looking bleak..if aal iz well.. i sleep..i take things in a hopelessley relaxed way.... i am not proud of it and i m trying to create a new version out of me.. but ;-) its a work in progress
someone should correct my speeliing misteakes i say..

am i happy? i am default happy...today, i am on another plane..

happys happys

18 till i die

the bryan adams always made a lot of sense... not more than mpeople... but still made a substantial contribution in shaping certain personality traits..

18 till i die..

There was this time when we used to be hopelessly drunk and sing summer of 69 at the top of our voices on tank bund road.. summer of 69u..i bought my first realu six stringu...

do those moments define me? did they shape my personality? i am very sure that they did.. cos after all these years, the summeru of 69u is still bhery bhery closest to me :-)

Blasphemous Coder

I have been called a lot of things.. a lot of good things and a lot of bad things... extremely bad things.. but never, mind you, never was i called a Blasphemous Coder(tash tash).. I have never been more lost(tash tash) as to what i am.. good vs bad vs blasphemous? is blasphemous a superlative of good? i hope so :-D

the HRs can clarify without tash tashes :-D

mistake

the best part about learning from mistakes, is that we tend to repeat them again :-D

double action

what really happens when a multithreaded application goes awry? zero ideas.. theory is good, in practice it just sucks, sucks better than my trust o'reck vaccuum...

ah skype... the universe is unfolding itself..we always tend to ask and ignore why few things are made..and they show their true purpose in life :-)

ah facebook... the same to same to you too :-D

the day goes on..soon it will be 18 till i die