There is this intense pain in my left elbow thats creating a bit of a mess.
Anyway, more on that sometime later. Here's are two stories that I read the other day.
a) Meet the maker - In a weird and sad story, a pastor who took off to the skies with a zillion helium balloons, went missing and is now feared dead. Read it more here - http://edition.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/americas/04/21/priest.balloons.ap/
b) An age old case of Stockholm Syndrome, Patty Hearst's story is probably unknown to many of us. Read and rejoice.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patty_Hearst
"Punctuality is the virtue of the bored." - Evelyn Waugh
Song of the day - Man of the World - Fleetwood Mac
One of the saddest songs that I have heard, this song was written and performed by Peter Green after his schizophrenic attack brought about by his LSD trysts. Whoever said, dope does not hurt you physically, this is a shining example of how it can bring a creative individual to his knees.
Friday, May 9, 2008
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Blog awake again?!
If there was ever a Greek God who would wake up for a day and sleep for ten and do it all the way again (not a distant possibility considering how freaky Greek Gods usually are), my blog will come closest to that God's heart.
Anyway, the plan is like this.
The blog will continue to be my personal diary but I will instead use this diary to post some of the more interesting and thought provoking news that I keep encountering each passing day. I shall refrain from making this my tear soaked pillow. That sucks.
Three news stories, actually two - that are gripping me up.
a) The story of Elisabeth Frisl from the Austrian town of Amstetten. The second story of its kind from what I think is one of the more beautiful and prosperous of the European nations. The first one, if you remember, was of Natascha Kampush, who was incarcerated by her kidnapper for 8 years. And now this story about Josef Fritzl who imprisoned his daughter and had 7 children from his incestuous relationship that extended for 24 long years. Above ground, he played the upstanding family man, while in the basement he imprisoned and raped his daughter. How sad can things get and how cruel and psychopathic can some people be.
b) The other story is about this short 15 Minute video called Fitna thats doing the rounds. Fitna is a short film shot by Geert Wilders, a Dutch politician. The movie talks about the Quranic motivation for terrorism, Violence and the domination that Islam wants to seek in this world. For trivia buffs, Fitna means "disagreement and division among people", or a "test of faith in times of trial" in Arabic. Thanks Wikipedia, as always. This movie was first released on the Net on 27Mar08 and removed the next day by Liveleak who feared threat to their staff. However, this reappeard on 06Apr08 and the contents are, as is usually the case with content concerning Islam, Quran and their discourses, rather inflammatory.
Song of the Day - Speeding Cars by Imogen Heap. Lovely voice, you will like this song.
Anyway, the plan is like this.
The blog will continue to be my personal diary but I will instead use this diary to post some of the more interesting and thought provoking news that I keep encountering each passing day. I shall refrain from making this my tear soaked pillow. That sucks.
Three news stories, actually two - that are gripping me up.
a) The story of Elisabeth Frisl from the Austrian town of Amstetten. The second story of its kind from what I think is one of the more beautiful and prosperous of the European nations. The first one, if you remember, was of Natascha Kampush, who was incarcerated by her kidnapper for 8 years. And now this story about Josef Fritzl who imprisoned his daughter and had 7 children from his incestuous relationship that extended for 24 long years. Above ground, he played the upstanding family man, while in the basement he imprisoned and raped his daughter. How sad can things get and how cruel and psychopathic can some people be.
b) The other story is about this short 15 Minute video called Fitna thats doing the rounds. Fitna is a short film shot by Geert Wilders, a Dutch politician. The movie talks about the Quranic motivation for terrorism, Violence and the domination that Islam wants to seek in this world. For trivia buffs, Fitna means "disagreement and division among people", or a "test of faith in times of trial" in Arabic. Thanks Wikipedia, as always. This movie was first released on the Net on 27Mar08 and removed the next day by Liveleak who feared threat to their staff. However, this reappeard on 06Apr08 and the contents are, as is usually the case with content concerning Islam, Quran and their discourses, rather inflammatory.
Song of the Day - Speeding Cars by Imogen Heap. Lovely voice, you will like this song.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Life and its vicissitudes
Isnt that a cute fucking word?! English and its magic, ceaseless fodder for amazement. When God made this language, he sure was in a good mood. And when he handed me some help in learning English, I am sure he had different plans. Look what I do to this virginal angel. Ok, now that you are here.. read on.
There are some things that I do better in life than others. That statement really does not help, cos you my unfortunate reader, dont really know much about me to start with. Not to worry, cos not knowing about me will probably not bring any sea change to your life. However, since I am feeling crappy all inside and I need to get some heat off my chest, this is as good a topic as any to fill the next 10 odd lines.
So what stuff do I do better than others??
I can brood and sleep tight over what could potentially blow up my life to smithereens. I have an unusually calm attitude to some really brain busting issues and I get completely charged up about non issues. Thats a really sad take on my life but hey, when did I say I was completely upto this one.
Anyway, right now, my life is on the highway at 300 mph with no destination in sight and two flat tyres. I cant stop and I cant go on either. I look here and there for crutches that might help me carry on but that is just what those crutches will do - help me carry on. But the big ego bastard that I am, I am not sure if I would want to lean on anyone.
This post is so fucking boring, if you have come here by accident, may God bless you with better luck next time and if you have come here expecting me to tell you a fairy tale, you got 2 minutes to go, puke and forget this address.
Till later, may God richly bless you, may you have good sex and yes, I hope you dont bump into unexpected jerks.
There are some things that I do better in life than others. That statement really does not help, cos you my unfortunate reader, dont really know much about me to start with. Not to worry, cos not knowing about me will probably not bring any sea change to your life. However, since I am feeling crappy all inside and I need to get some heat off my chest, this is as good a topic as any to fill the next 10 odd lines.
So what stuff do I do better than others??
I can brood and sleep tight over what could potentially blow up my life to smithereens. I have an unusually calm attitude to some really brain busting issues and I get completely charged up about non issues. Thats a really sad take on my life but hey, when did I say I was completely upto this one.
Anyway, right now, my life is on the highway at 300 mph with no destination in sight and two flat tyres. I cant stop and I cant go on either. I look here and there for crutches that might help me carry on but that is just what those crutches will do - help me carry on. But the big ego bastard that I am, I am not sure if I would want to lean on anyone.
This post is so fucking boring, if you have come here by accident, may God bless you with better luck next time and if you have come here expecting me to tell you a fairy tale, you got 2 minutes to go, puke and forget this address.
Till later, may God richly bless you, may you have good sex and yes, I hope you dont bump into unexpected jerks.
Monday, May 28, 2007
Blog revisited
Ugly Tuesday morning. Well, Tuesday morning really but ugly only because it marks the beginning of the evil of my life. That four letter word called work. What did you think??!
Over the past few days, I think I have woken up to reality about this blog. One that is pretty rational and reasonable but a little antithetic to the reason why people blog. I dont quite think I have it in me to write stuff day in and day out on what tickles the senses to the readers of this blog. I dont think I have the time to draft,redraft and put in place a few lines everyday that would bring in the traffic. So I have instead decided to treat this as my own impersonal diary. Not personal cos I wish some things to stay right inside my head and my soul and I'd rather not want it to become a public reading library of sorts.
So, here is what transpired over the past couple of days.
I have been able to catch the rerun of that series that makes me want to become a teenager again. The Wonder Years is playing again on Zee Cafe. That series, perhaps each episode, makes me think and want to go back and relive my life. That would be a big drudgery but I am sure there would be there little sparks of moments that I could possibly re enact. Ah, what else could I do while I battle my near thirities mid life crisis.
Caught a bit of Doogie Howser MD too after TWY but that will definitely be at Slot 2. TWY is way too good.
I also saw part of this movie, Baby Boom. Pretty normal storyline but Diane Keaton's potrayal brings that Woody Allenish sense of dry, hard hitting humor. Humor laced with irony about life. I could not paint my life through a movie but if I ever did, how I wish I could do it with the touch that Woody Allen does.
Nothing much really to add here except that if anyone, absolutely anyone has gotten this far, drop me a line.
Cheers till later. Be good.
Over the past few days, I think I have woken up to reality about this blog. One that is pretty rational and reasonable but a little antithetic to the reason why people blog. I dont quite think I have it in me to write stuff day in and day out on what tickles the senses to the readers of this blog. I dont think I have the time to draft,redraft and put in place a few lines everyday that would bring in the traffic. So I have instead decided to treat this as my own impersonal diary. Not personal cos I wish some things to stay right inside my head and my soul and I'd rather not want it to become a public reading library of sorts.
So, here is what transpired over the past couple of days.
I have been able to catch the rerun of that series that makes me want to become a teenager again. The Wonder Years is playing again on Zee Cafe. That series, perhaps each episode, makes me think and want to go back and relive my life. That would be a big drudgery but I am sure there would be there little sparks of moments that I could possibly re enact. Ah, what else could I do while I battle my near thirities mid life crisis.
Caught a bit of Doogie Howser MD too after TWY but that will definitely be at Slot 2. TWY is way too good.
I also saw part of this movie, Baby Boom. Pretty normal storyline but Diane Keaton's potrayal brings that Woody Allenish sense of dry, hard hitting humor. Humor laced with irony about life. I could not paint my life through a movie but if I ever did, how I wish I could do it with the touch that Woody Allen does.
Nothing much really to add here except that if anyone, absolutely anyone has gotten this far, drop me a line.
Cheers till later. Be good.
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
Blogging and personal diaries
I have been subscribing to a million blogs ever since I opened by Reader Account on Google and am running against time to read up all the fantastic stuff that the wise guys have been posting. Some post daily, some poast five times in a day, some post once in a few days.. Makes you wonder what actually encourages people to pend their thoughts.
I am guessing that there are four categories of people who blog.
a) The ones who by design or intent or sheer luck are on the top of the blog charts and would like to see their rank stay that way. So keep blogging, submit links collected from all over the place, add a comment or two to lend your personal voice and keep the fodder for masses stocked up.
b) The ones who treat blogs like personal diaries. A good dose of humor will keep the piece informative and entertaining and I dare say, there are quite a few which are extremely well written.
c) The ones who seem to have a genuine sense of purpose for blogging. They have an opinion to share and more often than not, that opinion is read by a big big audience.
d) Lastly, I guess there are some who would like to be in (b) and (c) above but either lack the skills to write well, lack the inventive skills to think up of something interesting each day or lead a rather unexciting existence to find enough dope to write about.
I am pretty much in the (d) quadrant.
I remember a time long ago when I used to write personal diaries. They were the most dreadfully depressing stuff that this tropical country has seen. I got so fed up writing about my loser existence that I gave up.
Several years later, things started looking up professionally but personal life sucked. This was reason enough for me to pick up the diary again but again, have not been able to do enough justice. Not enough time to do it properly.
Maybe, blogging is a good option. But why should I lay my life bare for others is the question that I am seeking answers to.
If you got this far, thanks. Will write later.
I am guessing that there are four categories of people who blog.
a) The ones who by design or intent or sheer luck are on the top of the blog charts and would like to see their rank stay that way. So keep blogging, submit links collected from all over the place, add a comment or two to lend your personal voice and keep the fodder for masses stocked up.
b) The ones who treat blogs like personal diaries. A good dose of humor will keep the piece informative and entertaining and I dare say, there are quite a few which are extremely well written.
c) The ones who seem to have a genuine sense of purpose for blogging. They have an opinion to share and more often than not, that opinion is read by a big big audience.
d) Lastly, I guess there are some who would like to be in (b) and (c) above but either lack the skills to write well, lack the inventive skills to think up of something interesting each day or lead a rather unexciting existence to find enough dope to write about.
I am pretty much in the (d) quadrant.
I remember a time long ago when I used to write personal diaries. They were the most dreadfully depressing stuff that this tropical country has seen. I got so fed up writing about my loser existence that I gave up.
Several years later, things started looking up professionally but personal life sucked. This was reason enough for me to pick up the diary again but again, have not been able to do enough justice. Not enough time to do it properly.
Maybe, blogging is a good option. But why should I lay my life bare for others is the question that I am seeking answers to.
If you got this far, thanks. Will write later.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Simon Cowell
Appreciate your patience. Has been quite a while since I last wrote, that is attributed partly to the lack of anything mentionable in my life and to pure old fashioned laziness.
Indian Idol is hitting our screens soon and well, the American version is playing on Star World these days. My interest in that series is frankly all about Mr Simon Cowell and his in-your-face and below-the-belt remarks. I have always held some British in high esteem for their sharp wittedness - The Black Adder aka Mr Bean, Michael Palin, Iain Wright, DLT being just some of the names that come to mind. Simon is ofcourse, known better as the acerbic judge who does not mince his words in AI. Just picked some of his quotes off the web. I am sure you will agree, he tells it like it really is.
"You have just invented a new form of torture."
"If your lifeguard duties were as good as your singing, a lot of people would be drowning".
"You're one of the worst singers I've ever heard in my life."- Simon Cowell on American Idol
"I'm going to reach out with a hook if you don't shut up."- Simon Cowell on American Idol
"If you had lived 2,000 years ago and sung like that, I think they would have stoned you."- Simon Cowell on American Idol
"There's only so much punishment a human can take. I can't take anymore."- Simon Cowell on American Idol
Do give him a view if you can.
More later. Cheers.
Indian Idol is hitting our screens soon and well, the American version is playing on Star World these days. My interest in that series is frankly all about Mr Simon Cowell and his in-your-face and below-the-belt remarks. I have always held some British in high esteem for their sharp wittedness - The Black Adder aka Mr Bean, Michael Palin, Iain Wright, DLT being just some of the names that come to mind. Simon is ofcourse, known better as the acerbic judge who does not mince his words in AI. Just picked some of his quotes off the web. I am sure you will agree, he tells it like it really is.
"You have just invented a new form of torture."
"If your lifeguard duties were as good as your singing, a lot of people would be drowning".
"You're one of the worst singers I've ever heard in my life."- Simon Cowell on American Idol
"I'm going to reach out with a hook if you don't shut up."- Simon Cowell on American Idol
"If you had lived 2,000 years ago and sung like that, I think they would have stoned you."- Simon Cowell on American Idol
"There's only so much punishment a human can take. I can't take anymore."- Simon Cowell on American Idol
Do give him a view if you can.
More later. Cheers.
Thursday, February 1, 2007
A city more expensive than a sackful of gold bricks
For someone who has been in this city long enough, the Hitec city region would come as a bit of a revelation. Back in the days when I used to head for school in our dilapidated buses, venturing into the Airport Area was a bit like venturing into the back of beyond. And that is where the current Hyderabad appears to get started these days. Why am I telling you all this?
Well, reason is part personal, part education. Well, all personal really.
There was this day about a couple of years ago when I was contemplating the purchase of a flat that was then in the region of about INR20Lacs (or 2 M Indian Rupees for the acronym-uninclined folks). I was out of money and definitely out of luck then. And that very property is going out for nearly INR60Lacs now. Sigh!!
Anyway, not to fret. Some other better things in life cost just about the same or even lesser now but you cant live in a DVD Player or a refrigerator, can you?! Someone did try but that experience did not quite work out to expectations.
Hope whatever is left of the work week fades off fast and we enjoy our weekends. Plan to head off into the countryside. That has been the plan for a couple of weeks now but could not get around doing that. Hope as always will prevail.
Well, reason is part personal, part education. Well, all personal really.
There was this day about a couple of years ago when I was contemplating the purchase of a flat that was then in the region of about INR20Lacs (or 2 M Indian Rupees for the acronym-uninclined folks). I was out of money and definitely out of luck then. And that very property is going out for nearly INR60Lacs now. Sigh!!
Anyway, not to fret. Some other better things in life cost just about the same or even lesser now but you cant live in a DVD Player or a refrigerator, can you?! Someone did try but that experience did not quite work out to expectations.
Hope whatever is left of the work week fades off fast and we enjoy our weekends. Plan to head off into the countryside. That has been the plan for a couple of weeks now but could not get around doing that. Hope as always will prevail.
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