Monday, December 31, 2007

New Year Resolutions?

New Year’s come and go…
Why is this one any different?
Well…
Firstly ‘coz I’m moving out of a much loved home and shifting into another.
Secondly ‘coz more people around me are suddenly unavailable or married.
Thirdly ‘coz I’m working in a company that refuses to give me an off.
Fourthly ‘coz I could have been in Madurai, holidaying with an amazing couple.
And…
Fifthly ‘coz this will be the first New Year where somehow already nothing seems ‘new’.

However as depressing as this New Year seems to me…
Some things remain exactly the same…
I am still single.
I am still hoping for lots of things.
I have managed to piss off someone to the extent that he doesn’t want to see me.
And…
Life just seems to like always… drag on!

Happy New Year Indeed!

Thursday, December 27, 2007

Kristhu Jayanthi - Lol!

Snow all around…
Santa’s bell’s jingling (lol!)
Christmas Trees…
Stockings, Roast Turkey…
Bah!

That’s never been Christmas to me…
Kristhu Jayanthi ( I hope that would be the apt Indianism) is far from all that…
It’s desi, It’s Indian, It’s however still Christmas.
We’re Indians too… Bleddy Hell! – which means just because we celebrate a festival like the rest of Christendom (Lol! – I’ve been dying to use that word in a useless context for a long long time!), and play Carols, and Dance (at times)… We’re not firang!
We’re still Indians man!

To me Christmas has always been about Kal-Kal’s, Rose Cookies, Bengalooru versions of the infamous Christmas pudding… [Of course my aunt who lives at Suloco does a very typical Christmas pudding (or as I learnt very recently, alternatively known as English Pudding – to the rest of Europe that be!), with rum-med dough, raisins, and brandy for a pudding flambé. It’s truly an alcoholic affair. The rest of us wannabe Bengalooru Indians make do with Nilgiris Rich Plum Cake] Silk sarees, Chicken curry or roast, loads of Biriyaani (varieties!), and especially to me some really lovely Tamil Carols. [OK, who am I kidding? I didn’t know the Tamil Carols existed till a very Anglicized version of them first met my eardrums earlier this year at Magnificat in Christ College, and I always grew up wanting snow, and expecting Mama to kiss Santa Claus – Guess what? It never ever happened.]

An Indian Christmas however (as much as the people I am taking liberties of referring to as Indians, would rather not have such a tag), was once experienced far up in Manipur. In an obscure little village called Sagang, somewhere on the periphery of Bishenpur District, in Wangoo Taluk, where Meitei’s (an indigenous tribe, primarily Hindus now, due to which they have self-proclaimed themselves to be non-tribal and ostracized every other tribe around them as either lower castes or shun-able “tribals”.) and Kom’s (a peace loving extremely adorable small valley tribe, who take neither sides of the Chins or the Nagas, and have the most exquisite white wool based shawls that are a pleasure to see and wear.) celebrated Christmas together, sang carols in local languages, and cooked a huge buffalo in rice (the Manipuri version of the Biriyaani – but far less spicy), sat around a bonfire and ate and had fun together. They taught me that Christmas is about THAT,

and about FAMILY & COMMUNITY, and mostly about CHRIST.

As I picture those freezing cold evenings, my brothers, my mother, my father, uncles, aunts, cousins and me, wrapped in four or more shawls each, huddled around a raging bonfire with everyone from the village there, I suddenly realize what Christmas is actually all about.


It’s about LOVE.

So Christmas came and went, and it will keep coming and going for every other year of my life. The Americans will think they are the epitomes of secularists and only wish each other – Happy Holiday’s, and the rest of us Indians will keep trying to imitate all our western counterpart Christmasses from all over the world, but as long as LOVE remains what the festival is all about – There’s still hope.

I missed celebrating Christmas with my Church, and choreographed something for the service that night. I never got to see it, but I’m sure the Spirit of Christmas that was in each and every one of those participants ensured they do a good job.
Someone I had such a huge crush on, and have loved so tenderly ever since made this season so special by well… msg’ing me from half way across the globe. She will always be the ONLY girl I’ve ever loved. Another lover boy, mailed me, and brought that smile I’ve been missing so much, back onto my face. And I spoke to a cousin I’ve particularly grown very fond of lately. There’s so much to this season, and words will only explain a quarter of it.



To Carol singing, and lovely friends,
To marriages, and happy people in love,
To mothers who go out of their way to cook so much,
To most benevolent hosts,
To some foreigners who are just too sweet to be real,
To lovers and friends alike lost somewhere down life’s twisted ways,
To friends who remembered, and friends who forgot,
To families,
And most of all.
To Christ.

Merry Christmas everyone!
(Belated I know, but who cares!)

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Of returns and nothingness...


It’s been so long…
So much has come by,
So much of it gone…
Yet I remain, as I was…
Unchanged, Imperfect,
and Partly Content.


How much is often all that I can ask.
Changes all around affect me in every plausible way.
A lover, a friend, is now no-one in particular.
A confidante is now totally taken over, betrothed to the one he loves.
A possibility almost became a reality, and then remained as vague as ever.
A life that I awaited with so much hope came and went by…

Only I remain, and so does ‘He’.
The everlasting ‘He’.
I often wonder why ‘He’ never existed in my physical reality.
‘He’ would have been so perfect.
So complete.
So well…
‘Me’.


I do not say I am Him. Only that I exist… because of Him.
And that reality has taken a long time to dawn on my perennially overcharged mind.

Christmas is finally here. The bells ring in my head, and I imagine lovely Holiday-like days. They just never seem to be coming by. The songs I have sung. They still resound in my mind.

Night and Day, day and night, all day long (always wanted to use that phrase!).

Our government seems completely oblivious of everything around it, or not within it. Governments fall and rise faster than ‘The Metro’ ever will. I am now an official MG Road boy.

I bank here, work here, hang out here, and meet here (in exactly that order).
The 19 KM’s that define me are all that Bangalore suddenly seems to mean.

I who loved change now partially loathe it. It’s far progressed beyond everything I foresaw. Beautiful and frightening at the very same moment… It strangely gives me hope… Hope of something brighter, something I must make brighter. Something that I can brighten, knowing fully well, I am just one of those few brightenings that brighten it, yet play my role, that is equally important.






Happiness does not exist. It cannot come.
It has to be created or invited.
And that’s a lesson well learnt.


My love goes out to Su, Funny and Vicks
for contributing so much in each of your special ways
for making life what it is…
Making me who I am…
Happy.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Return to Fresh!

just returned from Hampe...
a legacy written in stone...
so true!


the holiday was a disaster thanks to a few selfish people...
the 'leaf of destruction' as i would refer to that god-forsaken curse of god on man...
destroyed my whole world and brought down everything with it...
all over again!


don't people realise that it only leads them to think 'they've realized it all'...
ultimately it makes them selfish...
makes them forget that side of them which cared...
which knew friends meant more than obsessionistic cravings...
i hate the plant...
and i decide to hate every single person dependent on it...
god-forsaken odd leafed curse - it is!


i've lost a soul i loved...
it even sucks out the courage to say sorry...
and the realisation that you need to...
damn you, cursed leaf...
you were indeed meant ONLY to be defiled.


what the tuluvas and saluvas dreamt for their capital is far from...
what the capital is today...
god save hampe before it turns into another gokarna :(


the need for freshness was felt...

and hence this ad...

it somehow coincides with all my ideas of freshness...

fresh is the way i look at life...
fresh, clean relationships...
fresh, enjoyable careers...
fresh, liveable life!


FRESH!

bye@buzzworks.

video

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Bengalooru Bombaastic Savaalugalu!

i was asked to create clues for an event at scb...
the clues never got used...
but i liked them...
now lets see how well you know your bengalooru...
answer these clues as comments and see how right you are! :)

ALL THE CLUES REFER TO PROMINENT PLACES IN THE VICINITY
OF MG ROAD AND BRIGADE ROAD...

Clue 1
I was there, now I’m here
When you think of me, you think of Beer
Che and Music go along
When with me you sing mo’ song!


Clue 2
An old man in a funny hat
I serve everyone, even this and that
Two-winged creatures, my specialty
Come home to me, and why you’ll see.


Clue 3
Stimulant, aphrodisiac, whatever else
But my brew has always made me sell
I am an Indian antique on the Mahatma’s Road
Artists seek me and are never bored.


Clue 4
I ruled the world once, and here I stand
In a park, in my corner, unmanned
The birds are my best friend these days
A happy princess in many ways.


Clue 5
The magic of love some say I created
People flock to me and are often seated
When eating my cold offerings unabashed,
The savings in their pockets relatively uncashed.


Come on... Get Guessing!

Smack - The - Pony!

wish i could smack something else! ;)

a hilarious video sent to me by a friend!
i was shocked when i first saw it...
but sweet suprises await all the clean at mind...
(I AM NOT ONE OF THEM!)
the Guy is HOT!!!

thanks@anupa

video

Incredible India! Ad 1

The first and most brilliant Incredible India! ad ever!
Love it!!!
Three have followed...
and i'm trying desperately to get them.
Took me quite some finding to get this...
But the effort was well-worthit! :)

video

My Fav Coke Ad (International)

an extremely old Coca Cola Ad...
must have been one of the earlier publicity campaigns...
about Coca Cola being the World's official Cola...
or sumfin...

LOVERLY jingle...
Just makes you wanna reach out for a Coke...
and almost convinces you that you're doing...
something for world peace.
lol ;)

video

The Abercrombie and Fitch Ad... Ah!

Came across this ad, when i was really into my 'Male Form Series'...
That is not yet over but this ad had to come onto my blog...
I find it strangely beautiful...
Bordering very delicately on Aestheticity and Erotica...
It is a Purrfect Blend :)

video

Monday, September 03, 2007

Avaloo Poitaaanguh!

she has left...
and with her several of my hope...
are now disillusionments...
only she knows what i mean...
and in that there is closure, and happiness.

i came across this long haired damsel...
in halls where i learned of lore...
she and me never spoke unless required...
but our existence to each other was known...
she was my senior.

a year passed, we met at times...
but often went days unremembered...
a year later I left those halls too...
and the world welcomed me...
into its arms, wide open.

disappointment, was friend...
those few days of depression...
and then a voice called out to me...
soon we shared office space...
we worked together.

fun, anger, joy, love, and resentment...
we’ve been there many a times...
we even share birthdays...
and love each others company twice...
life was interesting.

unhappiness settled in as usual...
time has come for her to move on...
my time’s up too, in a certain way...
and like often, we share this too...
the departure, an exodus.

we might part ways, we might forget...
but too much connects together...
too many strings are now joined...
we share, a man, a college, a department...
and now a LIFE.


will miss you Veena Zacharias...
will miss you dear.

Friday, August 31, 2007

Kumaran Silks Ad!

i LOUVE this pic…
i simply just do!

never meant to pose, just happened, and whatte pose I say.
self praise i know… but once in a while it’s ok…
jaahnavi looks lovely, and somehow, i like the way i look too…
for once…
joys once in a while as such can be so enjoyable!
(har! har!)

ethnic day 2007
borrowed kurti from man from hills
borrowed veshti from nicky, my love
borrowed lookoo from kumaran silks ad!
shtill its ME
Funny?

thanks@jamie4pic
(i know i have white hair!)

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

The Male – BEAUTY! YES! 2

as a continuation to my the male – beauty! yes! series…

my second presentation…

the male form is indeed one of the most confusing when it comes to appreciation. at the first look the nude male form is surely erotic, but on further appreciation one comes across the intricacies of the male body form.
from the beautifully designed torso (previously discussed), to the even more interesting (ahem!) mid-hip (loin) area, to well, the legs. a well defined man’s body (if well maintained) is quite a pleasure to any discerning eye.
i am trying to help re – establish the ‘innocent’ beauty of the male form, from a pure sense of aestheticism, beyond the more ‘forced’ carnal attitude towards it.
the male form deserves its recognition as equally aesthetic, or well the romans, greeks, and chinese might have all been wrong…
ponder on…

thanks@dylan rosser
the model=ivan (a fav of dylan rosser)

the artist is known worldwide for his 'the male form' project, a project that has also created many other similar projects including the infamous 'penis project' that has tried to establish male sexuality as an equally aesthete form in normal societal definitions.

Friday, August 24, 2007

The Male - Beauty! YES!

the male body is often well not as openly appreciated as the female.
well i think i'm very greek in my tastes and a well-chiselled torso is...
well... as or even more beautiful than a female torso on its own.
now, you might say... that's just coz i swing both ways...
but... how? how can you say that the following pic, is NOT a piece of art...
and just some random semi-erotic imagery?


thanks@abercrombie and fitch.

what say you?
isn't it time the male body also received its share of praises?
hmmm?
i mean IT IS BEAUTIFUL! Bleddy!

When picture speaks MUCH better than words...

Unity In Diversity!

at least this the version closest to my heart... of it!

thanks@naveen

to the uninitiated the dances clockwise are:

1) Contemporary Classical Dance (quite a paradox!)
2) Mohiniaattam (Kerala)
3) Odissi (Orissa)
4) Kathak (UP)
5) Raas Lila (Manipur)
6) Kuchipudi (Andhra Pradesh)
and in the centre
THE CENTRE!
7) Bharatanatyam [Classicalized Sadira] (Tamilnadu)

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Branding Manipuri...

Going back to my roots…
I remember at the end of the day I am Manipuri…
Meitei to be precise.

I am a Laishram, of the Khuman Clan, belonging to an indigenous people often called the Meitei, or alternatively the Meetei.
I’ve never felt any sort of connection to the people, or the state, but its history has surely captured my mind.
I’m hooked.
I’ve learnt the language quite aptly called Meiteilon
[Meitei = Meitei People, Lon = Language]
And I carry the Yum-naak (family title) Laishram passed on to me through my father - quite proudly…
BUT I’ve never felt Meitei enough till, well let’s say yesterday.



The Royal Seal of Pakhangba, the first King of Kangla (ancient valley kingdom)who is also the leading diety of the Meitei Pantheon - Half snake, Half Man, he was the arch enemy of my clan - The Laishram.

Manipur, as it is called now, is a conglomerate state that belongs equally to the Meitei tribe, the Kuki tribes, the Khulmi tribes and the Naga tribes.

The valley where my roots are embedded always was and still is the home to the Meitei tribe, who were quite advanced when it came to language, art, culture and tradition. Two or three other tribes, mush lesser in number such as The Kom, The Chiru, The Kabui and The Kach Nagas conglomerate tribes also called ZeliangrongZemei, Liangmai, and Rongmei, also co-inhabited the valley since time immemorial.


The Loktak Lake at Dusk - in Moirang at the centre of the valley, this lake once covered the whole valley, and has now silted down to its present size. It is home to the Sangai Deer, and the Fable of Khamba Thoibi (the meitei Romeo & Juliet)

The other 31 tribes or so, who are scattered almost all over the non-valley districts, are either Kuki, Naga, Khulmi or Burmese in categorization.


The Siroi Lily, native only to Manipur, is found exclusively on the peaks of the Siroi Hills, in Ukhrul District, it is also the state flower.

The Tangkhuls are almost exclusively the tribe of the District of Ukhrul, while the Kabui, the Kach Nagas and their sub-tribes almost exclusively populate Tamenglong District.


A Tangkhul Woman, native to Ukhrul District weaving a shawl on handloom.

The District of Churachandpur in the south is mostly Kuki, Hmar, Mizo, and other related Chin tribes in population, while the district of Chandel has a most brilliant diaspora of tribes.


The Kuki celebrating Chapchar Kut (winter harvest festival), with the traditional Cheiraw Dance.

While recently discovered tribes like The Mate (pronounced Maa-tay) are indigenous to Chandel, the district is also home to Naga tribes like The Monsang (earlier a Khulmi tribe) who are native to the area for quite some time now.


An Anal Woman geared up for Harvest, native to Chandel District.

This kind of cross distribution can be seen even in the north, where Senapati District has a huge migrant Kuki population in the Saikul Hill Tract sub-district, originally a stronghold of The Thangal (Naga).

The Loi are another group of Meiteis who however do not practice Vaishnavism and hence have been isolated even though they live in the valley. The Loi are worshippers of a possibly ancient Saivic religion similar to ancient South Indian religion and also are the remaining few practitioners of The Sanamahi religion, the actual indigenous religion of the Meitei.

Manipur is a land rich and diverse in geography. From the rugged soils of the hills to the loamy soils of the valley, agriculture is the major occupation all across the state. Each diverse tribe has their own identifying customs, language and religion.

The state is also home to a huge Afghani Muslim population [the guys especially those who’ve been born of mixed parentage are extremely good looking ;)] who migrated to the region through China several years ago, along with quite a strong Tamizh population in the border towns of Moreh and Tamu. These Tamizh are not from Tamil Nadu but are native to Burma and are probably of the migrant plantation population brought to Burma by the British or ethnic Tamizh who have lived there since Burman times.

Among many of the things that are concerned to be culturally Manipuri, I think the Nupi-Lan (The woman war) fought by Meira Paibees (Torch-light bearers) stands out as something extremely indigenous to the Meitei.


A Lone Meira Paibee, which is usually not the case, with her torch that symbolises her name.

The Raas-Lila form of Meitei Jagoi (Meitei Dance) and the Maiba Jagoi (the Shaman Dance) are dance forms that represent the Meitei quite typically too. A perfect paradox of religions are shown in these forms, where the native Sanamahi meets the adopted Vaishnavic.


Meitei Jagoi, in its classical form, a version of this feauturing Krishna (Govinda) is called Raas-Leela.


Maibee Jagoi, performed by the Maibee (She-Shaman) during Lai-Haraaoba.

Pung Cholom(Drum Jump Dance) is another brilliant performing art form that can hold your breath from the start to the end.


Pung Cholom, a tradional male performing art of the Meitei.

Thang-Ta is the native martial arts and is now held in high esteem even among Karate exponents.


Thang-Ta, the indigenous Martial Art form.

The Meitei also claim the discovery of Polo as a game, the only difference being they call it Sagol Kangjei (Horse Hockey). The Cheitharol Kumbaba (Royal Chronicles) also have references to these games.


Sagol Kangjei (Pana form): The Meitei version of Polo.

The state is therefore loaded with cultural references and these insights can go on and on. But it would be wrong of me to end this entry without a mention of the Nupi Keithel, an exclusive women run market right at the centre of the city of Imphal. The institution has run for over 500 years now, and is a living antiquity in itself.


Nupi Keithel, a living antiquity, exclusively run by women.

My chronicles of insights into this fatherland of mine, do not end here, but they end for now right here. Till then…

Haraaore Haraaore!
Asibu Thoina Haraaoba…
Asibu Thoina Haraaoba…
Leiraanganidha.

(a traditional song sung by the Maiba [shaman] during Lai Haraaoba – a Sanamahi festival)

(Happiness, Happiness!
Happiness that exceeds this…
Happiness that exceeds this…
Will there ever be.

Friday, August 17, 2007

Teaa Moelaeh... Faar Youus! ;)


Te-aa Te-aa Coming for Tea-aa?


Ti Ya Ti Ya…
It’s your birthday Ya…
What are you doing Ya...
On this special day-Ya?


If you not doing anything Ya
Then come off kukly Ya
We will go to Infinitea Ya
And have a cuppa Tea Ya!


What say you Ya?
Plan is nice no Ya?
It’s your birthday no Ya?
Thas why so much Love Ya!


I’m so Happy Ya
You also happy Ya?
So So Good Ya!
Let’s eat Food Ya!


Where means we’ll eat Ya?
Popsies in Koramangala Ya!
Why means Popsies Ya?
It’s being Cheap Ya!


Tohtahll funs Ya…
It being buns Ya…
I not shun you Ya..
You not puns me Ya..


Ok?


HAPPY BIRTHDAY YA!!!

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

We Turn Sixty... Yeah!


Unity in Diversity - These Cords that Bind Us!


a country envisioned to be a homeland…
a home to a billion growing…
people, languages, and cultures combined.

a dream envisioned over a century ago…
a hope so vast and complex…
an identity to unite, and yet represent.

our differences make us who we are…
our similarities make a nation…
a utopia, a country, a state, an idea.

we turn 60 tomorrow, 6 decades have passed…
we’ve grown, we’ve fallen, yet we stand…
let’s salute the spirit of this nation…

together…
embrace this motherland...
our India…
the most pleasurable paradox…
you can know.



happy independence day!

You and Your Dosa!

DOSIOLOGY: The newly founded Psychological Branch of Personality Assessment using the ever-divine poor-man's bread (read. Dosa to the uninitiated!)


There are many ways to eat a masala dosa .What ever the way one eats; there is a very good reason for doing that. It shows some traits of the person that is you…

Thanks@Priya Jayaraman


Case 1:
People who open the masala dosa and eat it:
These are the people who are very open about their life. Everyone one the persons friends would know all about him/her. I have generally seen guys do this rather than girls. Some people think that it is a gross way of eating but in truth, these people are just portraying who they are and how their life is.

Case 2:
People who start from both end and approach the masala later:
These are the people who like to wait for the exiting things to come to their life. Sadly when the times comes, they are not too interested or just do not know how to enjoy it to the fullest. These are the folks who just want life as either dry or exiting. They just do not know how to phase their life and enjoy it no matter what. There are two types of people within this group

Case 2.1:
People who do not finish all the masala:
These folks just do not care as much for the fun times as they are already brought down by the harsh reality of life. The dry periods in their life has left them with so much scars that they do not want to be really happy when the time is right. They just take only as much as they needed and end their life. A very sorry state indeed.

Case 2.2:
People who finish all the masala with the little dosa they have:
These are the folks who just are the extremes. They just go all out in life. No matter it is dark or bright. They may not enjoy life to the fullest but they sure make sure that they get every single good and bad thing out of life. Sometimes these folks are really hard to get along with. They are either your best friends or your worst enemies. They do not have a middle path at all.

Case 3:
People who start from the middle and proceed to both ends:
These are the people who like to get right to what they think is their best part of life. Usually these guys finish of the good portions in a hurry and get stuck with nothing but worst parts of their life. The thing to note among these people is that the tendency to burn out very early in their life. Like the above case, there are two kinds of people in this group too.

Case 3.1:
People who do not finish the dosa:
These folks are really the saddest of people. They are the ones who tend to end their life as soon as it hits the bad patch. For them, they only need and want the best things in life and nothing more. Typically, they are not prepared or tuned to life as a whole. They just want to enjoy from first till last. Sadly, no one in the world can live without even an ounce of sadness in life. Not even the richest of the richest. But to self destruct at the mere sign of distress is very bad. That is what these guys tend to do. Some learn to live life but most of them do not.

Case 3.2:
People who do finish the dosa:
These folks are the typical human beings. We all enjoy the greatest of times in life and push the sad parts thinking about the great times in life. Typically the plate is clean and nothing is left for fate or in life. Happiness and sadness are part of life and these guys know that and are kind of prepared for it. Life is not always happy but there are moments of happiness here and there.

Case 4:
People who eat the dosa making sure that the masala lasts for the whole dosa:
These people are very rare. These are the people who like to attain balance in their life. It is hard to displease these people and it is hard to make them really happy. They like their balance and are very protective of it. Sadly these are the people who tend to be lonely as anyone else may upset the balance of their system. Perfectionist to the core and are very careful. These guys do not make the best company but are needed in any group to make the group from going hay wire.

Case 5:
People who do not share and eat the dosa as if it is precious:
These folks are very protective about their life. They do not want anyone to come and interfere in their life. They like to hide their true nature and intensions for their benefit. Beware of such people as they are in every group for their own need and nothing else.

Case 6:
People who offer their first bite to others:
These guys are overly friendly. They do anything to be part of a group and make everyone feel like the group is important than the individuals. They are the glue that holds any group together. They are very friendly and bring the best of all the others in the group. They go out of their way to help other friends. Most groups should have a person like this and they are the ones who plan the group outings and other group activities. Once this person is out of the group, typically the group slowly falls apart.

Case 7:
People who take one or two bites and then offer the dosa to others:
These guys care about friends and friendship but they take their time to get into the group. They take their time in making friends and they typically are very committed once into the friendship. These guys like to always be in the side lines and typically do not jump into anything in life. They always take their time to analyze the situation and then make a decision. These guys take the better safe than sorry approach.

Case 8:
People who wait for others to make the offer first:
Typical people I must say. They are unsure about everything. Even if they wanted to offer, they will wait till the other person offers the food first. If the other person is silent, so are these people. They are the followers. They do terrific idea, they will pitch it to someone else and get their advice before proceeding. Sadly, most of the elderly world like these types of people.

Case 9:
People who offer dosa only when they cannot finish it on their own:
You all may be familiar with these kinds of people. People who are very generous only when all their needs are fulfilled. These folks are selfish but at the same time not misers or greedy. They just want to satisfy themselves before they give it to the world. They typically do not stuff themselves nor do they tend to starve. They are very good people who would give you the best of advices in life. They would make sure that you are not sad following their advice.

Case 10:
People who offer the whole dosa and eat from others plates:
These folks are other extreme. They know what they want, they get what they want but they cannot enjoy what they want. Instead they tend to settle for other things in life which satisfies the needs but does not satisfy the person completely. These guys are termed as born losers cause even when they have the thing they wanted, they can't stop others from stealing it from them.

So next time you sit with a person eating a masala dosa, look closely and see if he falls into one of the above categories. You may be surprised as how much it reveals about the person.

Monday, August 13, 2007

Nothingness?

sometimes you wake up and you wonder why?

today i woke up and all that came to mind was…

why not?

days like these may come and go…
days where you know a future might lie…
days when you know loss might cause you pain…
days when you’re in love with life…
but don’t have the courage to live it.

he came, i conquered, we went!

i have it, yet i don't!

Saturday, August 11, 2007

Intoxicate!

what a perfect day I thought…

woke up to slokams recited…
filling the air…
had just spent the night with a friend? A lover? A confidant?
i wish I could decide.

i woke up without any cajoling…
which is quite a surprise…
thank God Ma wasn’t around…
i guess it all depends on how fulfilled you feel the night before?

for an emotional romantic like me…
love needs to show itself at least once somewhere…
before I can ‘say goodnight and go!’
rushed home completely embarrassed…

didn’t know what was happening…
that lovely morning air…
those paadals making me dream…
of some handsome vague poet with a moustache…
and a white veshti in some field of Kongunaad
writing poetry on pieces of crisp white paper.

a hangover of emotions…
i was drunk with love and friendship last night…
friends and lovers alike…
intoxicate!

got ready really fast…
reached work on time…
and ate yummy Kannadiga
akki roti, at last!

had a meeting where I felt guilty.
dunno why but I did!
wish I could help…
whoever.

i think of a holiday.
i think tomorrow is one?
it is.
life is beautiful!

an intoxication of my kind!

Thursday, August 09, 2007

Discovery Channelings...

Today’s Discoveries

(Proves what happens to an idle mind when you’re BORED all day long due to an Over-exciting morning rush-hour!)

1)I HAVE A CRUSH ON A R REHMAAN (All over Again!)

[Why means… Saw his First Interview on DD’s Surabhi, and love happened!]


2)Songs that define me and my emotions:

A Crush = Say Goodnight and Go (Imogen Heap)
Love at Closure = What can I do to make you love me? (The Corrs)
Multiple Orgasms = Pudhu Vellai Mazhai (Roja – OST)
Life Right Now = Breathe (Telepopmusic)


3)I am a Contented Cat indeed!


4) Channel V can rock... Wanna know why? Let's see...

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Content!

It’s hardly been a year and today I felt like I hadn’t been in college for years.

So I got called to college to judge an event, and judge RJ’ing on top of everything else.

I couldn’t say no, just didn’t have the heart, especially when it concerns Sujji, that sweetheart, my only ‘hopeful’ in that batch.

So I agree, and get her to call my BOSS, and well that’s when all the fun began!
My BOSS is one of a kind, formality is something that can only be forced on him, and here I was trying to equate previous experiences to present performance (Read. Invite Saggs from Radio City every now and then).

So I asked the said Sujji to send an email to my BOSS when she quite fastly (forgive the Christite Pun!) replied the NET was down at said college. No Surprises apart, I asked her to call BOSS, all the while forgetting how different he was.

So said Sujji calls BOSS and I get a call in minutes with quite a blasting (I assume – read not spoken to in raised voice ever types!), and I’m almost in tears when Sweet Senior tells me to chill.

It’s time already to leave so I quickly finish pending work and poof! I’m gone.
I don’t remember how and when I reached college, but I was soon at ‘local’ milk stall buying a Badaam Milk Tetra Pack for changes. Memories came rushing…

HATED IT!

I’m in college, and I call said Sujji, she tells me to come to The Assembly Hall, how many times have I heard that, dreaded it, loved it, awaited it, scorned it, and flaunted it – I don’t remember.

I’m soon at the hall, and recognitions haphazard occur.

I miss you’ll III JPEng 2004-2007, how I wish we’d been BHM peoples ya! :(
See t2, happiness happens, see Sujji, see Susu, and see Goodhals (Happy Happens!), I go in and see so many peoples, you whom I hated and have learnt to love, you will rock CMR Sveetu, wish we’d got to know each other better.

See Mozz Hottie with Brains! How I desire meeting someone like him, my age, so that my desiring eyes could look elsewhere. He’s lost weight (Ah!) and looks even more Cuter and Vulnerable. He reminds me of Man-in-my-home, touring hills and wasting.

The Competition begins, and I’m forced to act Teacherly (Not like ONE BIT!), it’s extremely irritating when fellow belongers forget how to behave, so violent (on my standards) reminding happens.

The RJ’s were good. Lost fresher – Learn to grow up! And Mid-day Mate over did herself (she’s ok when normal – Purrfect!). t2 you are wise!

Judging was difficult but thanks to SparrowBoy who always called me to Judge ‘money-ed events’ I didn’t feel out of place. And said Sujji was there no!

Judging over, called-a-lunching a la Birds Park, and lunched and chatted with Teachers (actual), Love came for Pinto, and Love reemerged for PK – YOU ARE HOT SIR!

J happened for present students! Why?

Saw her avoidable 1… avoided!

Later went to meet My Swan, Narrumughaiyae, looking as sexy as he always did (very professional sexy!) no less respect, full respect we chatted, like never before.

Teacher became friend. I Like.

Walked out after my fill (Ahem!) and meet Married girl on way out. Felt like rat for not going for wedding, but promised to make it up. I still love you ya!

Came back to office. Met BOSS. Love happens.

Thank GOD!


Interesting days like this come once in a while!

Monday, August 06, 2007

What can i ever do...

sometimes songs say just what you want to say...
this song seems like it was written for me...
to say what i feel right now...

to all of you'll people who've been
and not really been in my life.
i still love you the same.
i always will.


What can i do?
The Corrs


i haven't slept at all in days
it's been so long since we've talked
and I have been here many times
i just don't know what i'm doing wrong

what can i do to make you love me
what can i do to make you care
what can i say to make you feel this
what can i do to get you there

there's only so much i can take
and i just got to let it go
and who knows i might feel better
if i don't try and i don't hope

what can i do to make you love me
what can i do to make you care
what can i say to make you feel this
what can i do to get you there

no more waiting, no more aching
no more fighting, no more trying

maybe there's nothing more to say
and in a funny way i'm calm
because the power is not mine
i'm just gonna let it fly

what can i do to make you love me
what can i do to make you care
what can i say to make you feel this
what can i do to get you there

love me..


Friday, August 03, 2007

What more can a Fan ever ask for?


The Best Simpsons Episode EVER!

Director: David Silverman
Starring: Dan Castellaneta (Homer), Nancy Cartwright (Bart), Yeardley Smith (Lisa)and Julie Kavner (Marge).

Rating: ****

What more can a Fan ever ask for?
The Simpsons Movie is something any Simpsons fan has been dying to catch, for quite some time now, and now that’s it’s released, it just doesn’t seem that satisfying enough.
The 87 minute long (or let’s say short) movie, is one hell of a joyride, and almost all the prominent characters from the TV show, star in the movie.
It’s funny, entertaining, and there’s enough of Homer – isms to get you through the movie. And if that’s not enough, Schwarzenegger, Green Day singing the Simpsons Theme Song or the extremely nutty ‘Spider-Pig Song’ from the OST is sure to make you double up in laughter. The creators have definitely tried their best, and all the magic of a Simpsons TV Episode has been recreated, but the plot (ha-ha!) definitely seems rushed. Lisa is completely adorable as she falls for a special someone; while Bart’s sudden affection towards Mr. Flanders is quite the surprise.
Brilliant animation apart and even better one-liners, the Movie is a sure pick for the coming week. So drag along all your Simpson fan friends and family members and let the magic of The Simpsons drown out all your sorrows and still teach you that well learnt lesson.


P.S., Hang on till the credits come up, sweet surprises await.


Watch out for: A never before seen plot-line for a Simpson story, well drawn out, and sure to make you go queasy at times, Arnold Schwarzenegger, Green Day, Tom Hanks and The Pig.

Do not Watch out for: The extremely rushed pace for a Simpsons Story and the ‘funny’ comments that have quite wisely been added into Homers lines, and the far too many ‘homer falls down’ jokes.

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

How to become a Vampire... Lol! ;)

@raoul, my loouvve, may your dreams come true.
Here's something you might want to sink your (hopefully soon) vampire fangs into...


Nine Easy Steps on 'How to become a Vampire':
thanks@ehow.com

Vampirism, or the practice of drinking human blood, dates all the way back to ancient Greece (even earlier, by some accounts). If you wish to become a bloodsucker, here are some easy steps to help you on your path to vampirism:

Step 1: Find another vampire and let him or her bite you. Employ the swiftest, easiest and most painful method.

Step 2: Become an evildoer and die in a state of sin. Note, however, that this technique (which comes from France and Greece) is not very plausible; there would be millions of beasts roaming the streets as we speak.

Step 3: Have an undead person gaze at your pregnant wife or yourself, if you happen to be expecting. Employing this method will not help you change into a vampire, but it may change your unborn into one.

Step 4: Chronically lie to your parents or die without being baptized. (Note that these ways can't be very credible either.)

Step 5: Instruct your father to scream this at you in anger: "May the ground reject thee!" Having yourself cursed in this or another way by your parents could turn you into a fanged one after death.

Step 6: Gobble up a sheep that was killed by a wolf and eventually, you'll become a bloodsucker.

Step 7: Travel back in time to the Greece of several centuries ago, where people who were excommunicated from the church were considered good vampire candidates.

Step 8: Come down with chorea (a disease associated with uncontrolled twitching).

Step 9: Ask your descendants to make a cat leap over your body when you've reached the hereafter.

P.S., Remember not to smile too much once you've undergone your transformation. Be certain the unwitting aren't forewarned by your fangs.

Monday, July 30, 2007

Is being Christian and being Gay - A Sin?

@You who is lost and needs reconciliation

Is it possible to be a Christian and also be gay? Though some people feel that it's problematic, many others believe that the Christian religion does not necessarily prohibit or condemn being gay or lesbian. If you're trying to reconcile your beliefs with your orientation, the following ideas may help.

Step 1
Know that God wants to be in relationship with everyone, according to the Bible. That means that even if you have turned away or denied God, your creator wants you back.

Step 2
Understand that Christians have a range of beliefs about the Bible and many other issues, as well as about homosexuality. For example, fundamentalists believe that every word in the Bible is from God and that it contains no mistakes, but many other Christians believe that the Bible was written by people who sometimes made mistakes.

Step 3
Look for condemnations of gays and lesbians by Jesus, and you'll find that he never spoke about the issue - or if he did, it wasn't recorded.

Step 4
Read Ezekiel 16:48-50 for one view of how to interpret the story of Sodom. This passage says that the "sin of Sodom" was that its citizens were prideful and had a lot of food but did not help the needy.

Step 5
Count the number of verses in the Bible that you think condemn homosexuality, and you'll find that they're a very small part of the Bible. Some people think that if God condemned gays and lesbians, the Bible would be clearer about it.

Step 6
Notice that some verses may condemn certain sex acts, but they never explicitly condemn being gay or lesbian. Some people believe that these verses were meant only to condemn certain people who were doing the wrong things, in the wrong places and at the wrong times.

Step 7
Keep in mind that eating shellfish and handling pigskin are prohibited in Leviticus 18, the same chapter that says it's wrong for men to "lie with men." Taken to an extreme, a literal belief in this chapter could mean that it's an abomination, punishable by death, to play football or eat shrimp.

Step 8
Listen to the words of Jesus in John 3:16. He says that whosoever believes in him will have life everlasting, and many of the Bible stories about Jesus suggest that he never intended anyone to be excluded from "whosoever."

Step 9
Continue to explore the Christian faith by visiting a gay-friendly or gay-led church. These churches may help you think through your questions about being a gay Christian.

Tips & Warnings

Read everything you can on the topic, but try not to forget that people's ideas are often influenced by their agenda - the hidden ideas that they are trying to push. Accept only the ideas that make sense to you, whether the person who presents them is on your side or not.

Don't try to debate the Bible with someone who believes homosexuality is wrong. You will frustrate yourself, and you probably won't convince the other person of anything; deep-seated beliefs can be extremely hard to change

If you do get into discussions about the Bible, you may want to be familiar with the following verses, which are sometimes used to argue that Christianity prohibits being gay or lesbian: Genesis 18:16-19:29 (the story of Sodom); Leviticus 18:22 and 20:13 (Levitical laws); Romans 1:18-32 (abandoning natural relations); I Corinthians 6:9-10 (those who will inherit the dominion of God).


"Be proud of how god made YOU, for you were made in his image."

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

The Rains...


It’s often so lovely to meet a friend after a really long time…

To feel that immense happiness and that warmth within that tells you you’ve missed that person…
That gut-wrenching feeling you know when you ought to leave…
That smile you get when you look in apprehension…
That feeling of enveloping warmness that surrounds you while you’re there with that person…
Those memories that come out of nowhere and you laugh…
Those unsaid jokes and unexpressed feelings all understood…
That sense of belongingness and possession that no other relationship can ever promise…
And that constant assurance that you know this person will be there for you… forever!


The Rains do things to people, and this is something I really love it for…
It reminds you of friends…


Thank you…

Each one of you’ll special people who’ve come into my life and shared more than I could have ever asked for… making this life… finally… worth living!

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Done..



He’s Left…

and with him so have all my hopes…
he came into my life three years ago…
i remember thinking – can anyone ever look so cute – the first time I saw him…
the whole of first year we hardly spoke…
except towards the end when I suddenly realized he was special.


with year 2 we became closer…
we hung around together…
saw more of each other every day…
all my friends loved him…
so did my mother…
i loved him too.
;)

we worked together…
travelled on those cold nights together…
wished for better futures together…
sat in class together…
shared our common interests together…
we were meant to be together.


yes, we had our horrible days…
days I didn’t want to even see him...
nor he me…
days when I wanted to just drown myself in his muscular arms…
days I wished I could tell him all…
days I wished I was a girl…
days I wished I was Muslim.


we grew so close…
that I understood what he never said…
and he understood my silence…


we were meant to be…I think…
i hope…
i wish…

i still do.

i’ll miss you Peerzaada Syed Abraar…
i’ll always miss you…
i didn’t have the heart to say goodbye…
so forgive me this one last time…


I LOVE YOU.


if not anywhere else...
i hope we at least walk the clouds together...
one day!


thanks 4 pics@olly

Monday, July 23, 2007

The Fiennes... Aaaah!



Can men be SO good looking…?

I was watching 'The Avengers' yesterday when i realised i hadn't graced my blog with the Fiennes, so i decided to do so...




These two guys are brothers, and well frankly all I can seem to think off is…
HOW do they keep their hands off each other?
Presenting Ralph Fiennes and his younger brother Joseph Fiennes…
Two of the BEST looking men on earth.



Ralph Fiennes is gorgeous in a very Brit Gentlemanly sort of way…
You’d never expect him to even harm a fly…
But he also can look as evil as it gets…
He’s played every possible role…
From a Secret Agent to The Ministry to Lord Voldemort…
And he’s HOT! As HOT as guys from the British Isles get!


His brother Joseph Fiennes is the personification of every carnal fantasy…
You should see him in this movie called ‘Killing me Softly’ starring opposite Heather Graham


Nobody in the history of cinema has ever seemed more ‘do-able’.
The best looking man I’ve ever set my eyes on…
He is SEXY… Extremely SEXY!


I mean how can god create Two such men in one family?
What happened to Justice and Equality…?
Man!




Well…
I’ve just learnt to indulge myself in these two men…
And be contented that they exist…
You should try that out too…

Falling in Love...

I heard this song at home yesterday...
and ever since this song
has been at the back of my head...

LOVELY!...
this song just sparkled several other of my fantasies...
that i've always wanted to express.
So here's to the Song...

The Song makes you believe in falling in love...
as something 'actually' worthit.

I've felt like this so many times...
and this question has been one...
That has often tormented me...

Here's to love...


Goodnight and Go
Imogen Heap

say goodnight and go

skipping beats, blushing cheeks I am struggling
daydreaming, bed scenes in the corner cafe
and then I’m left in bits recovering tectonic tremblings
you get me every time

why d'ya have to be so cute?
it's impossible to ignore you
must you make me laugh so much
it's bad enough we get along so well
say goodnight and go

follow you home, you've got your headphones on and you're dancing
got lucky, beautiful shot you're taking everything off watch the curtains wide open
then you fall in the same routine flicking through the TV relaxed and reclining
and you think you're alone...

why d'ya have to be so cute?
it's impossible to ignore you
must you make me laugh so much
it's bad enough we get along so well
say goodnight and go

one of these days, you'll miss your train and come stay with me
(it's always say goodnight and go)
we'll have drinks and talk about things, any excuse to stay awake with you
you'll sleep here, I'll sleep there, but then the heating may be down again
at my convenience
we'd be good, we'd be great together.

GO (sigh)

why d'ya have to be so cute?
it's impossible to ignore you
must you make me laugh so much
it's bad enough we get along so well
say goodnight and go

say goodnight and go,
why's it always always
goodnight and go
darling not again
goodnight and go


if you do want to listen to the song mail me at elromal@gmail.com.

Friday, July 20, 2007

Touched by an Angel...


Dedicated to my co-lovers… @mishly

koiee sachche khwaab dikhaakar
aankhon mein samaa jaataa hain
yeh rishtaa…
yeh rishtaa kya kehlaata hain?


One look at him, and I was floored…

I often fail to comprehend why god does this to the frail-hearted. First he makes you as ‘succumbing’ as it gets, and then he shows you things that… well… you can’t help but succumb to…
I saw him for the first time, on TV three years ago. Browsing through a ‘Hindi’ channel (something I do so often – it can be counted!), I suddenly saw this ‘encarnacion de l’ange’ walking across my 14” screen, looking so HOT and vulnerable at the same time, that I’m sure I died a thousand deaths in that one moment.
This magical apparition I had just witnessed walking so amorously across a sleepy colourful Rajasthaani town, in a black sherwani, with a light blue linen shirt and a off white linen pant, was the closest thing to an angel I’d ever set my eyes on.


He was beautiful, as beautiful as the male of the human species could get. With eyes, that I just wanted to drown in, lips that invited a willing contender and a gait that far out-passed any gazelle that ever walked this blue planet. He was my angelic incarnate.


My obsession, as I prefer to call it, went only further after I watched the movie. His every move made me sigh, and every word that escaped those luscious lips, made my heart skip a beat. Meenaxi, a tale of three cities – it was called! I have envied Tabassum ever since.
The movie was brilliant, and a complete masterpiece that deserves to be credited as one of India’s best ‘art’ movies. The film buffs however disappointed. To me on the other hand it marked the awakening of the Indian Male.


This heart-stopper heralded the beginning of the new chic Indian Male – a male who didn’t need to be macho, or look macho, but rather made women go weak in their knees with the sheer un-ignorable sensuality in his every ‘adaa’. I’ve always wondered if M F Hussain deliberately casted someone like him, for the role, because of his ethereal looks, or was it sheer coincidence?...
Whatever prompted him to do so; all I’ll say is THANK YOU!


Thank you, for endless nights of beautiful dreams, for an awakening to male sexuality and its prowess at an age that couldn’t have been any riper, and a huge thank you for creating this emotion in millions like me, the world over.

I know I’m one in a million, and I know he became more popular after the much hyped RDB (I hated it!), and completely ignorable Hat-trick. But he’ll always be mine in that special sort of way that comes to each one of us his most dedicated lovers.

Yes… I died another million deaths when I heard from his own lips… yes those very lips I’ve yearned to touch (ah! The misfortune…) that he didn’t swing both ways… but I have hope… He deserves someone like me… a worshipper for life… someone who can prove that ‘male bonding’ can at times achieve the ethereal.

I Love You… Kunnal Kapoor ;)