love is love no

love is love no.. as simple and as pure as it can get
now thats a contradiction again.. there are no words(adjectives) which can quantify and glorify love
love is love.. there is no percentage of love
there is no, i love you this much
there is no, our love is pure
there is no, our love is true
there is no, i love you a lot
there is no, ... its all relative

there is only one thing.. you love a person or you dont.. as they say in poker, I am ALL IN...there are no half measures, there are no quarter bottles, there is no my glass is half empty, there is no quantum of solace, and there is apparently no seriousness and nobleness in what i want to say

im happy that i came across "love is love no".. strangely peaceful and it feels that everything else around is muted and i feel calm..its like watching static on my tv without the sound... there is chaos, but there is also peace amidst and all around the chaos.

adios

assurancemax

the question:
the answer: yes i will

fill in the question, and you have a readymade answer from me

and not to be misused.

driver

i like to drive
its an understatement
i find peace when i drive
its probably the only time I'm in control of something
i feel free when i drive
i used to feel liberated when i used to take a left hander at 80kmph on a 7.8bhp 2 stroker with tyres skinnier than cindy crawford at her prime
i used to feel liberated when i used to push a diesel car to its limit at 120kmph..
it was about pushing the limits on a machine which is more or less subpar when you talk about actual racing speeds
i feel liberated, when i now drive aimlessly across the america...a colossal waste of oil, but if it makes me feel free, damn the future generations..
i can be myself when i drive
i dont feel like i'm being judged by hopeless ppl when i drive
i dont know how long this is going to last
i like being left alone when i drive
i miss sydney paul monteiro.. the perfect pillion rider
i miss my 2 strokers
i miss my samurai.. the endless hours spent on it, trying to make it go faster and better
i miss my shaolin.. the one proper stock bike i had which was way fast for its time..
i miss the roar of the 2 strokes
the most reliable company i had for the last 3 years is a civic
i feel safe in a civic
i used to feel safe on my 2 strokers
i pushed my luck on my 2 strokers
i push my luck on my civic

i'm alive

india rebooted

Things are definitely wrong when you realize that the citizens of the worlds largest democracy are coming onto the streets in support of a movement which defies the logic, principles, basics and whatnot of democracy..

Corruption is bad, granted and accepted.. But why wud u have to put a bunch of unelected citizens to monitor elected peoples representatives? Why elect them in the first place?

For even a small dosage of commonsense coupled with a little cynicsm will tell you that for a bunch who can never dream of getting into the corridors of power through democratic methods, resort to using the pent up anger of the working middleclass fuel their jumps over the whatever whatever they want to jump over.

Stopping corruption at the 'grassroots' level shud mean exactly that, weed out the lower levels and top level falls.

Shades of tyranny? I definitely see that coming..and in a not so saffron shade.. Who's to vouch for integrity of the members of the committe which's going to monitor the elected? We wud need a circuit lokpal to monitor the munna lokpal.. And who's goin to lokpal circuit?

Easy for me to say, stop fasting and instead stop giving your traffic cop chaipani kharcha..

Corruption isn't about only paying a bribe to get ur work done.. Its about everything we do to cut corners.. Missing a code review to get to the checkin faster-corruption.. Sneaking past ppl in a queue-qUeuestically corrupt.. Paying 500rs for darshan-faithistically corrupt.. Blabberland

Am I corrupt? Oh yes.. And instead of blaming the primeminister for it.. I choose not to be give into it..it..

Will lokpal solve rising food prices? Or bring down real estate prices?
All I can see it doing is to get a bunch of orange puppets put ppl's mandate out of commission..

Adios
I wish I was color blind

the beginning of the end

all good stories come to an end...wonder what happens to the bad stories..
there is a crazy notion that if you run fast enough, your mistakes dont catch up with you..under the assumption that your mistakes dont take a shortcut and beat you to the finish line...are mistakes really mistakes? or a set of occurances which are the right things in a parallel universe?
there is a clause about confidentiality, im not supposed to say few things which i want for the fear of being labelled a loser, or deemed that im just not good enough..
there is also another clause, never blog unless you are properly drunk.. your mistakes dont pop up glaringly off the screen.

dynex

now that i have forced myself to buy a bigger monitor to give my eyes a decent and well deserved treat.. i find myself, staring at things which i have missed staring...

old monitor - my sister says karma.. i read it as korma..
new monitor - my sister says karma.. i read it as KARMA..

someobody said, "its all about the perspective".. it makes sense now
labels for this post: scooter, vacation, fall

and i'm back..

157.5

A random number with a not so random reason..with a decimal :-)

157.5 ways of making a person happy

1) be happy
2) be honest
3) be truthful
4) be yourself
5) be mad
6) be hopeless
7) be funny
8) be sad
9) be naughty
10) be be

multiply this by 15.75... and there you have it

mislogical unconnections

if this the blog would be given marks for being grammatyically correct and without speeling mistokes.. i would be give a 100/100..wisful theenking no?

my engleesh teachors wud be wondiring wear they gooed wrong with me..

in one of calvin and hobbes estory..calvin says "never trust a person who can spell a word correctly"

calvin calvin.. if u wear calvin klien underwear..what will calvin wear? one liner from a holliwood muvie :-)

raaasko is a tegulu word for go write go..

wishlist:

1)
i want a guide tortoise..with a crocodile leather leash..it'll lead me thru the treffic in boston..the treffic wud be my creashun only no? i will took 2 hours 38 mins to cross a 100 feet intersection..

2)
i want to pooblish a buk, which would talked about all the tempuls in visited in tamilnodu on my bike.. samurai goes stella maris, samurai goes to vekateswara, samurai goed to mop vaishnav, samurai goes to stella maris

3) i want to publish what i theenk about b***ker re**y in my blog...and what he dided with endipoyina pachha gaddi( dried up green grass)

and i seriousle hope that i can continue posting inside this blog.. i want to visit eschool with a preentout of this post and put it on the nutice board

on a very esmall side note.. the person who writed the constitooshun about the fridom of espeech was very hopelessly single and had no hope of ever getting a life partnur... he cud say and writed whatever he did, abut expressing your thoughst, emoshuns and other thing, without the fear of prosecution, persecution,execution, etc shun .. cos he was singel..

he he.. once u getting into a relatinship.. u cannot write what u wanted to right no, in your own blog no :-D ( this line is subject to debate, rebate, deletshun, persecution, execution)

cheateerr...peeteer..repeaterr..

on an other side note on the other side of the neck.. this is not a kicking under the belted post. and no direct references are to be made..
dabannggg..

i would like to eat a chocolate and wish that it wud never end..
i want a bike with an unlimited petrol voucher, redeemable in every gas station on this planet
i want a lifetime subscription to overdrive
i want a shoe lace which ties and unties itself
i want a water bottle which refills itself
i want a want which wants itself
i want priyanka chopra to be the chief guest in my supposed weeding
i want a toothbrush which can talk to my teeth..they are feeling lonely no

2010

the year that was.. the year that almost wasnt.. the year ..

life is strange when @30..especially when you never conform to any of the rules laid down by the 'society'
life is supposedly well planned out..until you find out that the ppl you considered the most closest are apparently the most fartherest..
life is full of unexpected shocks.. when your brakes fail at 70mph
life is full of magical events which take place when you are half asleep
life is full of life..

2010 has taught many ppl many lessons..and me..2010 has taught me to let go of everything and try to survive each day without thinking about the past and without worrying about the future..

2010 said.. you are a complete waste of time.. you are a complete non entity in my life
2010 said.. i wish i could stop time for you.. you are the most important person in my life

2010 clipped my wings.. dashed my hope against the rocks...punctured my happiness like a pin cushion..
2010 gave me new wings..created new hope... and put a ton of bandaids all over my happiness...

2010 said go away rot and die..
2010 said miracles are just around the corner..

2010 said..when ppl said that there is a light at the end of the tunnel..they actually had a reason to say it..

2010 destroyed my confidence.. 2010 restored and improved my confidence..

i remember.. during a trip along the western coast of usa with my friend.. there was this old guy who pointed out into the horizon and said..'that mates is the graveyard of ships'... ships brave the storms and pass through untold miseries and when land is in sight and the sailor's hearts rejoice at the sight of land..and then, before they enter the harbor,the ships used to hit the breakers and be destroyed..violently...without any warning... poor souls usually never knew what hit 'em...
but few ships..by divine providence would be tossed into this miraculous channel amidst the rocks and make it to shore..

2010 precisely summarizes what he said..

2010..is my lighthouse

2011 is my shore



and the most important gift/lesson 2010 gave me is: a reason to believe..