Hey You

Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, dont help them to bury the light
Dont give in without a fight.

Hey you, with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, Im coming home.

Remember don't give up at all....You just can't....lack of choice....

The cookie phenomenon/syndrome

I was quite mercilessly criticized by Miss Garfield that all I was doing on the first day of a long weekend was coming online a lot....Well to some, 5 times a day mite seem a lot....

But ! I also went out and got some fresh air and well.....This!



(Tee hee)
you can see HVGs legs n all
(/Tee hee)

[ If i used actual html tags, sakkkkkkkkataag byskota idde from ze blogger dude!! ]

Now this mite seem to be a true to its nature, expensive innocuous little cup of coffee to you right?
Yup I agree too...The imperative word in the previous sentence to me though, would be "little"!!

So its a typical lazee afternoon and the Girs and the I head to coffee day to imbibe their pathetic and overpriced caffeine based offerings...This way we blow some sodexho and nobody's the loser...

I'm bored with the usual cappucinos, the moccachillos, the laahtthehs, the espressos, the cappachillos (no no don't order!! I'm not reading out the coffee day menu, neither am i waiting for an order!! :D )
So I browse thru the menU and look at a relatively new name "Macchiato" ! "Ooooooooh" I went..."Whats thees?" A drink has been untasted so faaaaah?! So all hyped up I proceed to order the unknown one...While Gish brushes aside the menu and says nonchalantly "one Irish cofee"...

Here's the real deal...


Howard's Giant Gonzalez vs My Midget !!

Here's an explanation for this blog, which I hope will give ze clarity to my confounded readers...Well at least some of 'em ;)

I am like a weird black hole for such kinda stuff...I go to places and order stuff with exuberance completely filling my cherubic face and me waiting eagerly full of expectation!!!...........Only for the bubble to burst and my co-compatriots laughing and rolling on the floor at the outcome...And me left with the result of my own doing... This whole thing started with an incident where I ordered cookies in Cafe Cofe day, expecting a plate full of cookies of different kinds with chips maybe and loads of chocolate! All that arrived were two small tiny little smidgeons of baked batter and i was charged 20 bucks!

Ally Bally to Eagle One
Ally Bally to Eagle One
All loose ends tied ... I repeat ALL LOOSE ENDS TIED! Returning to Eagle's Nest
Over and out!! (of 27 Rs for the Macchiato)

Numero Uno

sihT tsop lliw eb ekil siht. soC ym dnim si bmun morf :

2 x 1 = 2
2 x 2 = 4
2 x 3 = 6
2 x 4 = 8
dna os no........

oN, I did ton ekat emos s'lpp ecivda dna og kcab ot loohcs...

I saw ta a eno raey s'dlo yadhtrib ytrap...naM! tahw ERA esoht!?!?! woH si a eno ry dlo dsops ot psarg a yadhtrib ytrap??? ll'I ekat eht ksir fo gnidnuos ekil reldnahc ereh....

etA ytnelp fo sadeeb oht !! adeeb erdna adeb allanna!
dnA ereht erew rehto sdik gnitsrub snoollab!! tsomla evag em a 'nikaerf traeh kcatta!! nmaaaaaaaaaaaD sdik !!

esohT fo u ohw era eht nrobbuts, tnatsisrep eypt, t'nia on gnihton ereh!! oG emoh....

Come on ally buck up !!

Jhoom le has bol le pyaari agar hai zindagi
Saans ke bas, ek jhonke ka safar hai zindagi


Zindagi me jo bhi karna chahta hai karguzar
Kya khabar barson ki hai ya lamha bhar hai zindagi

:)

Who was right and who was wrong?

Well, I'm supposed to be an adult now and I still cant completely figure that one out! But at some point, late at night and near sleep, the ideas and the disagreements sorta dissolve and you are just left with people!

And people were no different then, than they've always been.....And always will be....

Young girls get their hearts broken....

Men and women suffer alone over the choices they've made....

And young boys, full of confusion, full of fear, full of love and courage.... grow up stealthily in their sleep!

- The Wonder Years

Society

Man is a social animal

Define social.

1. Relating to human society and its members
2. Living together or enjoying life in communities or organized groups
3. Relating to or belonging to or characteristic of high society
4. Composed of sociable people or formed for the purpose of sociability
5. Tending to move or live together in groups or colonies of the same kind
6. Marked by friendly companionship with others


This is all my dictionary threw up! In my current mood, I would not mind a 100 'alt-tab, select text, Ctrl-C, alt-tab, Ctrl-V sequences'

How fucking ironic that 'Its a bittersweet symphony that's life....' is running in the background now...Or is it? I am not surprised...My entire sub conscious and part of my conscious self I think sought this song out...

The 3rd definition of social highlighted for the users' convenience, is what struck me the most! Cos i'd imagined social to mean either no. 6 or no. 1

I am feeling the full force of meaning no. 3 and it has caused me to go numb kinda...To make me question my beliefs, to lose my sense of right and wrong and in a nut shell to be in a position quite ably demonstrated by my most fav character on TV, Chanandlar Bong :

"ok rock.........Hard place.........ME!!!"

Oh you fucker! How do u make me laugh hard enough for my stomach to ache and create watery drops at the corner of the eye at the same time!?!? (something mite be wrong with the sentence, but I don't care, what?)

Does being social mean losing ur values and integrity and 'aligning' urself to the 'norms' imposed by others?! How did they become norms?! Did somebody do what they liked and that became the norm? Who makes these norms? Does being social mean losing a sense of independence and a sense of what is ok and right to you? Whose life are we leading?

Oh this sounds so cliched, the previous paragraph...But I CANT FUCKING HELP IT !

'I look at the world and I notice its turning, while my guitar gently weeps'..... Said the beatles...
Aren't we all turning helplessly with the world Sir Paul?!?

More .... More loud music.....

And after all.....

Hooked onto this song a little bit nowadays...That happens u know, some songs refuse to vacate ur brains...Next week I mite get bored of this song little bit too...

Noel Gallagher just blew me away with this...How nicely, just plain nicely has he written this song and cast it into a casual, melodious tune...As you listen to the highly idealistic and fantasy land lyrics in that very easy and mellifluous tune, you are (to be read as I am...I taken in another world...

Ryan Adams' attempt to recreate the magic has, well, met a mixed response I must say...After all, the creator of the song acknowledging and applauding the effort is not enough for some...And also, it being nominated for a Grammy is also easily overlooked...

As I listen to this song for the third time continuously as I am writing this blog (and mite listen to it some more times) , I can only wonder about how it suits my current mood...

To Noel, Ryan and that special someone who just never will cease to be special to me.....

Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now

Backbeat the word was on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk along are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
I don't know how

Because maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me?
And after all
You're my wonderwall

Today was gonna be the day
But they'll never throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you're not to do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do
About you now

And all the roads that lead to you were winding
And all the lights that light the way are blinding
There are many things that I would like to say to you
I don't know how

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me?
And after all
You're my wonderwall

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me?
And after an
You're my wonderwall

Said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me


Afterthought :
And all the roads that we won't walk are winding...

Somebody complete this??!

I seem to have stumbled upon this piece of shayari...My brain did, in fact...

bool gaya sab kuch
integer nahi ab kuch

Can anybody complete this??
Its lame a little bit i know...

An end and a beginning

Adios my man! What can I say!? Your career speaks for itself!! The true Aussie spirit has shone thru you and you shall remain my favorite cricketer of all time! And the best leg spinner in the recent past !! Who dares to attempt what you have, who dares scale the heights that you have!?

Shine on you crazy diamond!!






And you, you cunning little devilishly brilliant bloody goal poacher! You have ALREADY started showing what u wana do @ Old Trafford!! God save those defences who underestimate ur touch, skill and astuteness!!

Rock on man!

da day

Bel beligge super nidde
Oversleepings...

As I try really really hard to open my eyes, and simultaneously check my smses (talent :D ), I see an innocuous looking sms from my aha oho geleya as follows : 'Ignorance is NOT bliss.'

I read it exactly 4.5 times (5th time half i read and let it go...did/could not find any context semblance and/or meaning)

Go to work
Harried sounding TL calls up and asks to talk to Korean man whose name contains a lot of 'y's 'o's 'n's and 'g's...Lemme try and get it right... Its Seong Young Yoong...Or Yoon...Or whatevah

Mildly aware of headache at this point....10:45 am

then the rest of the day kind of fell into this algorithm...It was like somebody (don't think it was God) had hatched a plot, had a nice easy chair ready and a drink with a yoohoo straw in hand and went "aah! lets watch this and enjoy"...

while [[ true ]]
do
me
done

Key highlights of this infinite loop :

1. A machine is supposed to hang on to its disk...And telnet connections u have open to that machine, are NOT allowed to just freeze up....And when machine was physically examined, turns out it had just 'disowned' one of its dicks....disks...hic !

two hours lost in a seriously escalatable call...

2. When u are making coffee, and the machine that dispenses milk has a tricky tap, always ALWAYS keep mug close to the tap...Milk fizzing off at an angle will ONLY land on ur shirt making u look like a doofus whilst a pretty girl there stands giggling away to glory at ur feat/fate...

3. Forgot keys to my draw @ work...Inside which resides the ear phones to my precious! ze ipod...Had to endure me on my way back home....

tresting....

Chita Chinta Ubhayor Madhye
Bindu Matram Visheshata
Chita dahati Nirjivam
Chinta dahati Sajivam

!!

In the Sanskrit language (and the hindi lipi too), the difference between the word chita and chinta is just a bindu, a dot.

Chita burns a dead body(lifeless)...Chinta burns the ones who are alive...

Now this is what i call a blast from the past !! High school sanskrit rocks!!

Addicted

Sorry Mr Mustaine/Sheeni

... I forgot you said "One day you'll walk alone"
Said I need you, does that make me wrong?
Am I a weak man, are you feeling strong?

The heart was blackened, it's bloody red
A hole in my heart, a hole in my head.

The full stop summarises everything. 'Ah! Ashte' annothara....

Como estais amigo??
For the pain of those we know
Can we kneel and say a prayer?
They will never (how much)know we care.....

No more tears, No more tears....

New year...Stopped believinin resolutions...Buncha crap...Just another day...
Pain exists in various forms...

Promise

Two hearts that shouldnt
Talk to each other become close
In a town much like a prison cell

People speak our names
On the street in hushed tones
Oh the stories theyd tell
If anyone would listen

You come from a town where
People dont bother saying hello
Unless somebodys born or dies

And I come from a place where they
Drag your hopes through the mud
Because their own dreams are all dying

And when we walk down the street
The wind sings our name in rebel songs
The sounds of the night should make us anxious
But its much to late when the fear is gone

I will meet you in the next life, I promise you
Where we can be together, I promise you
I will wait till then in heaven, I promise you
I promise, I promise

Theres so many fighting
To get past the pearly gates
But nobody ever wants to die or get saved

Their intentions arent that good
And I can smell the asphalt
Thats their personal road to hell being paved

And when we walk down the street
The wind sings our name in rebel songs
But its much to late when the fear is gone

I will meet you in the next life, I promise you
Where we can be together, I promise you
I will wait till then in heaven, I promise you
I promise, I promise

I will meet you in the next life, I promise you
Where we can be together, I promise you
I will wait till then in heaven, I promise you
I promise, I promise