Shit happens

I have joined the orkut community shit happens to acknowledge the fact that shit happens....It is a comforting fact to know that shit happens and more so that i know that i know that shit happens

(Almost lost control cos of the urge to keep on typing that i know that i know that i know ......)

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Even though I have been labeled a jerk, stupid, disgusting, mean and other such very mild expletives for something i DID, WITHOUT THE CURSER KNOWING A SHIT FUCK ABOUT ANYTHING THAT HAPPENED AND THE REASONS FOR WHY I DID WHAT I DID !!!, you just move on.....Trust i seek and i find in me ashte.....
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And I 'm moving on
I'm moving on.......

Quoteo(ayyo)rama

Ok another one of my beauties....I just conjured this outta thin air.... not too technical but related to IT :P ....

Oh any unintentional plagiarism to be dearly excused

"You know uve typed a lot for the day, when ur hand asks u to read between the lines"

Swalpa twisted.....Actually kitthogiro quote.....Hogappa....Baayige bandiddu bardbidodu...

Hmmm Thats why blogs are there alva?? Hmmm

Chapter two

Were you tuned in?!? I was contacted by only one disappointed customer (disappointed for the delay) and hence am disappointed.... sche

Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnyways,

Our hero has done some stupid things, listened to trouble some times (It is a lovvvvvvvvvaly song by coldplay, don't you know? what ho! ) and then gave everything up....ashte

I threw my hands up in the air (and caught them too ! absolutely spiffing feat, what?) and said....naanu maanava (moole maamsada tadike...ahem...digressing here)....nanninda ishte agodu...naanu tappugalu maadtheeni....naanu tappu maadi maadi eshtu sakaagogide andre lekka idalla inmelinda....bekiddovru bandu tamm tamma sorry galanna keli padiya takkaddu..... U want it ? Come get it...I am full of sorrys here cos I seem to have committed so many blunders..... Naananthu yochsalla..... yaaru yen bekadru madkolli..... naanu nodtheeni sumne koothkondu.... yaarinda yenu beda nange (keluvrna bittu...like tarkaari angdi, milk man, cable guy, my house maid, a couple of my friends) ...... nanninda yenadru beku andre keli..... aadre kodtheeni.....

Another thing ive been doing is listening a lot to loving the alien..... adentha mahatthara waada haadu andre aaha ooho !! Inna khatarnaak sambhava nadediddu nanna badukinalli itteechige andare, samanvitha avaru bandu nanna kanasalli moderate level of excellence nalli "aadat" haadannu, lyrics nanna baayinda ne keli, poora haadidaru..... adyaako kaane, swalpa emotional setting kooda itthu.... echchra aadmele kann kann bitkondu swalpa hotthu nodtha koothidde.... "kuyyyyyyyyyyyaaaaaaa" anta ondu solle hoythu nan pakka ashte.... malkondbitte

I never noticed
How lovely were the aliens
Lovely were the aliens

Huh !

Oh No ! I see ...

Trouble brewing at Ally Valley ! Will our caped crusader be able to survive the questions of "Why ME!?!?" "Why am i me?!?!" and other such baseless variants !!

Stay tuned to the next episode of .......

Too tired to complete this post.... Just plain fucking tired of everything

Limits

Daayam pada hua tere dar par nahi hoon main
Khaak aisi zindagi pe ki patthar nahi hoon main

Hadh chahiye saza mein uqubat ke vaaste
aakhir gunaahgaar hoon kaafir nahin hoon main

Nandu, Mine, Mera,

A Build that takes 5 hours and fails to achieve its purpose doesn't just build code..... It Builds character.......

Fiction

WARNING : Highly cheesy and uninteresting post..... u may avoid it



Let me portray a picture here.... Kinda nice it is if u can get into the shoes of one of the characters....

Woman, Mom, protagonist (aka heroine)
Daughter (who is just bloody cute ashte) called from now on as BC... bloody cute (somehow not in the mood to say fucking cute)

BC has a boyfriend, BF of course. CLiched i know, but nobody can avoid cliche can they?

Guy who runs a diner... Is friend of Woman....... Kinda close they are.... Woman shirks off the subject of whats between them everytime..... Mostly portrayed as grey area friends (one of the grey areas of the story)

Guy's nephew turns up from nowhere.... Is a bit of a trouble maker, irresponsible n all..... but good at heart and nice guy.... nephew and BD become friends..... well.........

Nephew causes enough trouble........ So is kinda forced to leave town (he leaves more on his own decision)..... By then BC and nephew have become "better friends" (I hope u get exactly what those two words mean).... and BC's relationship with BF has become way too comfortable, with the fizz having gone out or some shit like that...


Newphew makes long distance call to BC after moving outta town... that obvi gets BC thinking... So she ditches school (very studious kind... not found usually ditchin school n all), takes a bus into a town she has never visited and goes to meet nephew ! Nephew is cool n all... not least bit surprised... He only cares enough for u, that small smidgen, tiny amount required ashte... hence the lack of surprise.... If u saw him u'd almost think he was being rude.... they both have an innocuous nice day around town eating stuff of road carts, visiting CD shops etc etc... BC has to go back home.... when nephew asks her right at the end "Why did u come to visit me?!" She says "You didnt say goodbye"

..........................

Grey area : What does BC feel for nephew?!

duniya goal hai !!!

What a saying !! I saw taht in one of the world cup ads recently ! Incredible alla ?!

Anyways, this post is dedicated to me playing football recently again.... The setting was perfect ! It was to prove my mettle, but in a place where there were neither too many ppl nor was it a good ground n all ! (I know I am no big shot, but there aint no harm in expecting a lush green field n all :P )

So seven ppl gathered for this call up for team selections for a 5 a side tournament in my company.... name not taken for ahem... uh... err.... u know.... for ....... NO REASON :D :P

Hence since we all were thus football enthusiasts (Hence and thus not needed alla?) we decided not to leave without "kicking the ball once"... That turned into a 4 vs 3 match.... Yeah u guessed it right ! ur hero was on the latter side ! A floating goalie, one floating midfielder and one floating striker (all me in different points in time ... thribble acting wah !! :P ) was the formation for those keeping track.... But lemme just outline some of my moments and contributions in a game that we won (yeah baby !! I was keeping score mentally :P :D .... "I'm so hollow baby I'm so hollow" )

1) Mr opponent on right hand wing gets the ball and is moving along the flanks with considerable (over) confidence... Mr Murali is defender at that moment..... Close ur legs (cos keep ur legs open and whoosh a pass thru them !) , watch the ball and opponent's feet, and make a tackle at the right time !!! Thats a score, danger averted !!!

2) opponents rushing onwards with full josh and stamina (yeah early part of the game... otherwise soft engs and stamina ?!!? Opposite ends of the football pitch id say)... Mr opponent takes one too many luxurious heavy touches, and ball lands at Mr Murali who is defender turning into attacking midfielder (I'd to grow some hair to make that transition :D ).... Undeterred and aiming to get possession back opponent charges like wiiiiiiiild buffalo (gooli, emme, Kona, etthu etc etc pick one)... Murali does clean calm cool collected, come core c ctarting cwords, nutmeg on opponent to move on .... hee hee sakkath maja banthu

3) Murali boy is now on left flank, having just got possession of the ball.... In the center is a team mate screaming for the ball (u know how they get.... glory hoggers !)... Murali keeps looking at the opponent, each moment playing the ball down the flank lil bit more, does a dummy pass to the center only to drag it forward and shoot at the goal at the last minute !!! Bravo Bravo !! Stunning shot on his weaker foot.....

One guy even asked me whether i played for pesit (my college) !!!!!!!

U'd be thinking by now.... Sari... Hoda ivnu.... Into that land where he is all hyper for no reason.... Lost blabbering blah blah..... Three things brought me back down to earth

1) The fact that if i keep doing such things, It'll lose the charm
2) Raj Kumar being covered in Crime Diary (where's the connection Ravi ?!?!? )
3) We all gotta die someday.........

P.S : Dots left on purpose.... Football terms not explained cos, lets face it who cares !!!!! Comment bisaaki beku andre....

The last piece in the jigsaw

Rain
Ludwig Van - Fur Elise (on ur 1500W Pilips music shyshtem only thank u hic!)
That funny feeling in ur stomach abt her and ................




The last missing piece : Vodka......

P.S : Enqueued are Coldplay and Pink Floyd !!

Satyakke saavilla !

"I don't feel any shame
I won't apologize"
- Green Day, Jesus of Suburbia.

There is nothing to apologize kano...... To me this doesnt mean anything. I dont care. It doesnt care. I care abt the participants. Hence the move Knight to E6. Ashtakke earthquake aagoythu andre? Its time u played around a little bit. Just make sure u are unperturbed abt it and are very much aaram sleep n all..... You are right now, make sure u carry on this form.

No RFCs entertained....

The power of Time - High Arousal

I have always wondered about the power of time... how it is called a healer, how it changes things, how altho sometimes u remain the same time changes things (Griz HAS and WILL argue abt this point.... he will say U MUST'VE CHANGED!).....

Well, me is readin a book called Blink. Its a rather startling book with its main line being, "The power of thinking without thinking"

Majorly intrigued i was by this title, so started to read this book. And he talked abt a part of the mind, which is not under our control but makes some startling decisions for us which we cant account for or explain. Well this post is not abt the book, but a specific part of the book dealing with the mind and time. Some terms and in fact text is from the book Blink (acknowledgement)

When the mind is under high pressure due to a shortage of time, we tend to become "mind-blind". Your heart beat goes very high and ur mind tends to narrow down,significantly, the amount of info it takes in and processes. We go into a high arousal state. We tend to act based on our stereotypes, our deep seated perceptions but not based on what we believe in or even what's right/required!!! A typical example is being a racist even tho u have no conscious ill feeling towards blacks. Here's an example the author quoted which made me jump up on my bed as i lie reading it, to a sitting position and say "whommmmma!! what the !!?!?!" :

This is an assasination attempt at South Korean president. Read it to believe it!
"The assasin stands up, and he shoots himself in the leg. THats how it starts. He's nervous out of his mind. Then he shoots at the president and he misses. He hits the president's wife instead. Kills the wife. The bodyguard gets up and shoots back. He misses. He hits an eight year old boy. It was a screw up on all sides. Everything went wrong. How long do u think all this took?15, 20 seconds ? No, Three point five (3.5) seconds!!!!!!!"

I was like ....

Anyways, I dont believe that this was the fault of a novice assasin or an inexperienced bodyguard. Its purely the power of time !!!!!

New word learnt - muztarb

Yes I am quite a ghazal fan....

Word - muztarb (moo -z- thar b)

Meaning - Torture, high sense of discomfort, pain etc etc

Context :

Asar un par zara bhi nahin hota
Ranj raahat nahin hota
Kyun sune woh arz-muztarb momin
sanam aakhir khuda nahin hota

Translation (COME ON! u didnt think i would be that cruel didja? something this beautiful needs translation it does! )

It makes no difference to them (her in this case)
Pain can never be pleasure
Why should she listen to ur cry of torture oh momin? (momin name of a guy)
After all, lover is not God

Wah wah Momin sir(ghazal author) and Hariharan sir !!!

have u?

How long has it been since u used the word 'igloo' in ur conversation???

Hmmmmm.... I did......

"Do you think that's air you are breathing now??"

"Hmmmm"

Btw the last two lines were one of the best delivered lines, me thought my mr Morpheus in ze Matrix. Ashte.

Oh fuck it !

You are gonna listen to that expletive a lot more in this post so get out if u don want it now !

Anger..... A very interesting emotion.... You can only reach a stage where u are aware that u are angry.... But controlling it, is a totally different question.... It sucks into its bosom, deeper and deeper the penetration only increasing the intensity, and all the while, the most u can do is be aware of it, and maybe control ur free outstretched armed jump into the abyss of insanity.

Today the one way system of Bangalore just displayed its own control over chaotic, crazy, abundant bangaloreans ! KR Circle to Hudson Circle (Nrupatunga Road) was totally blocked cos of some muslim procession i guess.... Hence cubbon park overloaded, vidhana soudha road overloaded, lal bagh, double road, all surrounding areas absolutely shit jammed with fuckling bunches of fucking people including me the fucker, all wanting to go home, blaring their horns parking their fat ass cars, lorries in the road bumping in to each other falling on the road.... a colossal circus, God sitting up there with great Mr phucker Mahaveera on his jayanti and laughing his ass off i guess.... Look at how these kids of mine wana go home.... Haaaaaa hahaha

And if the things running in ur head, are of the sort which bring a queasy feeling to ur head, which make u even remotely angry, then i guess u can say "eat me I'm done !" .... People just walk all over u, and play u (thanks karan maga for this word) and u let them ! Why ? cos u think they are near and dear to u.... well lemme tell u that that, like the one way solution to to bang's trafifc probs, is just an illusion..... Everybody has their own personal lives, and to enrich them and have fun, they play with other people....... ashte...... u play they play go play...... who wins? no .... all losers ashte....... one big :L

Finally I crawl to double road and out of it..... I become so numb I cant feel u there (to my legs).... dragging along a 140 KG monstrosity around at 8:30pm in the night when uare hungry with so much of people surrounding u in metal just creates a numbness in u where u just want time to brake ! ashte
stop
wait
(total silence)
"phew" (echoes)
then start !!!

I'm home.... nothing else matters (acoustic)

P.S : The two of u.... thank u for valuable lessons in the recent past.... I hope i have changed for the better.... I hope the two of u read this soon enuf before both me and u both forget both about both of it.

Have a good day people. Jai chennakeshava.

Joey

(....reading a script of some movie that he has to audition for later)
(In the script, the line is ) "We've to get rid of this body right now !!"

Joey to himself : "Who talks like that? Ok Joey... We have to make up our own lines here.... think!.... hmmmmm ok ! ....... "We've to get up, take this body and go get it gotten rid of" !!!!!!

"Ah thats how people talk !! He he"

Joey cracks me up sometimes...

Saturday Night

Yes I am not in the mood to write elaborate, funny blogs here right now.....

Word of advice..... For self mostly..... When u hurt somebody, it is very very hard to recreate the situation u had going on with him /her..... The trust which u lost, is very hard to regain....... So watch out, what u say....... Then again, this could just be conjecture and my usual paranoic, scheming, assuming brain cooking up things out of thin air....

Saturday had not many plans in it, although sunday night football time promised a lot with a sumptuous fixture of Man Utd vs Arsenal. I am :| to inform u that Man Utd won with a two goal margin, and Rooney scored a breathtaking goal, with the pass leading to the goal being even more high class ! Hence Saturday was still a pain in the neck, prolonging the inevitable, the clash of the giants.... Hence it came to my mind that i could go to karan's house and chill .... Girish also came to my house at around lunch time, we had lunch and we left (mundane details actually)

When we went to karan's house, we thought of all sorts of things that we could do that evening, which we did not end up doing... instead japan had the idea of him staying over at my place.... We turned to griz who immediately shook his head ... na na... no permissions at home... so we thot of dinner and go back home with a coupla soft drinks n stuff to chill at the spot (refer to post below)....... We ended up talking and talking and talking till three in the night at which point my dad gave me a scare of my life, by popping out of nowhere and rebuking us for not having slept ! That was the chilliest point of the night.....

Ashte. That was a great night. Thank you guys. Both of you. Good times.

I hope u can stop gawping at the picture of my house to see the black arrow mark in the top right hand corner. That is "the chill spot" or "the spot" that i was referring to in my birthday post. I know it sounds like a stupid and uncool name for a place, but thats it...... This will be used in my next post so wanted ppl to heads up a give u......

Corrections in my post

This is to notify all readers that there was a gross error in the documentation provided as part of the blog post "two twos" .... Corrections have been posted in bold for the convenience of the readers and not on the insistence of those who were victimised, but on the personal preference of the author...

Post birthday blues

"THE WORLD IS A COMPLICATED PLACE, HOBBES."
"WHENEVER IT SEEMS THAT WAY, I TAKE A NAP IN A TREE AND WAIT FOR DINNER."

two twos

Yeah Yeah I aged a lil bit more.......

is not the attitude which is gonna be present in this post foaks !

Cos it was the perfect birthday that an idealistic realist like me can ask for !!!! (Ah stumped a? or are u saying sheeesh now? Hang on pliss)

Alsoz I will be using the letter 'z'z instead of the comma in this post... so if u find an unauthorized/unwarranted z somewhere remember this line.... I have also added deviant cunning zs in the post plainly for tp sake...

Wake up .... Get down to ground floor (hgdsgblfbf seems such a long way away) and mom is not feeling well.... typical birthday attention diverting crisis momentz requiring services and quick action of considerate son who has been left alone and needs to shoulder the burden of the family (sonwise) entirely !z that murali was looking for.... Murali now haz to get thindi n allz medicine n all n all.... Murali vowz to finish all tasks impending (He also haz decidedz on a personal notez to install the krishna vigraha that krishna gave (did i miss a caps there somewhere?) onto the devrmane platform.... since he has entered devrmanez he intendz to do sandhyavandane also... The whole mysterious sandhyavandane link (krishna gave krishna to murali krishna (hai kalla nice nickname for self!) with munji invitation) seems too tempting to ignore for our hero in crunch time situation)

So some idlis from YESS YELL WEE and we are set to snana

Wait WAit WAAAAAAAAAIT !

Madhu phone madidda
Sakkath kachchda (not as much as amma kachchd him)

Then Petro.... Thanks maga... No expect u first caller..... Mast conversation

Yeah all set to snanaz then swetha calls..... hero thinks bere time ilva idakkez but humors her anyways with talk abt its own work n stuff. Swetha is bejaaaaaaan urkolings abt fact that me intends to yen joy today with some friends for lunch. Little did she know then that the fun would gain compund interest sikkapatte .... Kidding swethaz super that u called first among my college homies !

Then me is snaning and Karan calls ! De Va Re ..... With two soapy hands and revered prayers to loudspeaker feature in 6610, I press ONE battan and yell at karan "karannnnnnnnnnn snana madtha ideeni" ... mugdha jinke mari taraz "oh amele maadtheeni anta itbitta papachi" ... You were second maite !

Then snana and installation procedure complete (Refer to User Guide Chapter 6.1.3) . Urgent idli gulpings with highly questionable chatknee and kitthogiro sambaar ! Then run for medicine for ailing mom, but store closed.... curse ayurvedic shop severely (oops mom picked up the phone !! Stop stop) "amma angdi tegdilla ... aamele tanko aushdi sorry! bye 60 secs aagoythu !) ratatatatatatatat !!! Angdi baglu being opened ! What bartha day luck maga self exclamation buy medicine and rush home deliver it!

Go to office and stop (literally) after lookin at my cube ... Full decorations ! Banner ondu baaki !! Padma sitting therez smug n beatablez says Wish you a very Happy Birthday ! with that formal(cos team members around! shittu uppittu ) yet endearing way of her own... Girish also helped ante (internal colon o)

Modified Text : It was Girish's idea to decorate my cube..... Padma just pitched in..... I am very for the idealogy of credit being given to the proper person ! So there u go maga....... This is in just recognition of the gift that u gave me on my birthday ! :-)

other team mates blabber something but me lost in decorations and..... (ahem !!) .... Krishna's missed call brings me back to rea lee tee.... "Padmaz kris wants us to meet him downstairs".... Offffff we go and he gives me sudha murthy book gift (known after barabaric tearing of wrapping cover... best way to do it!) and tells me abt Illinois Insitute of Technology, MS, Ulsoor, Go Now, Meeting, COurse Details, Half hour spend.... Next thing i knowz I am fighting cunningham road traffic and asking directions !!

I wake up in Ulsoor office where elaborate presentation abtMS is going on... (Ashwin called here sometime... and a karan's failed call again!!! papachi) I bully presenter (excited bald ex army man who will be poked in the hiny next time he is met with me) into cutting presentation short cos iddlis have evaporated.... Meet karan at my officez with others unreachable/not present for my lunch plan.... Go to ramana's where i have hearty laugh over self condemn jokes (I do THAT really well... stop wincing padma!) with friends over satisfying (Togoli Togoli nanna duddu chennagi togoli pliss) lunch..... Make kris and karan gulo gulab jamun/ jamoon and get to seat look at watch 3:30 pm !!!!

No kelsa done yet.... Hardly yeny mood to do yenymore.... After some mail chuckingz chattingz birthday wishes mechanically replying Cake arrives ! Cutting smearing ella aaythappa Devre ! Photo hakideeni... nodkoli ! Santosha na? Seri



Then really no mood to work.... paattu kelangal (lijaning to songs in murali tamil).... then call paddy to rebuke her for absencez but end up melting and showing concern for her sudden mild illness.... Karan jumping up and down abt new phone... I oblige go back home and "help" him buy phone heh........ Showed him the newly found chill "spot" in my house (manege banni thorstheeni)

Griz messages happy birthday at 9:54 pm ..... serrrrrrrrrrrrri ankonde
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What do u expect eh????? Its my birthday and I was waiting for a football match to start hence had time to kill ! 12:05 am ending time I am done

Credits (In order of appearance/calling)

Madhu (for the uninitiatedz bro)
Petro Boy (RaghuRam)
Swethesh
Karan
Krishna
Padma
Ashwin
Karan again
Shilpa
Girish

Somewhere in there was also the spotlight crazy samanvitha :-)

Thank you one and all..... Fantastic Day i had one way or another ! (Krishnaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!!) .... Some really cool gifts as well..... Hole some day !! Cheers maite !

"V"ow !!!!!

"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is it vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished, as the once vital voice of the verisimilitude now venerates what they once vilified. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, and so it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V."

"Disdaining fortune with his brandish'd steel / Which smok'd with bloody execution"

"People should not be afraid of their governments. Governments should be afraid of their people"

"Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. There is an idea, Mr. Creedy, and ideas are bulletproof"

"There is no such thing as coincidence, just the illusion of coincidence"

"What you've have are bullets, and the hope that when your guns are empty I will no longer be standing, because if I am you will all be dead before you've reloaded"

"Remember, remember, the fifth of November, The gunpowder treason and plot. I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot. "

Do i need to say more??!?!?