The Time When I Partied n Partied n Partied...

"There goes yet another girl by the window
Despised by some, Hated by some
Like the cold winter breeze
All in a flash she was gone........."


I'm beginning to hate the fact that I'm not able to write more often... the last two months have been packed with a lot of action that I can barely remember anything that happened (that sounds a little contradicting, doesn't it?!)... to start off, we had Independence Day celebrations at work, when we had our faces painted with the colors of the flag and each of us patriotically hoisted a flag each on Facebook!!!... yeah, Facebook!... is there anything you can't do on Facebook these days?!!!... FB can even calculate which person from amongst my friend list I will be marrying in a few years!!!... I wonder how people who don't have Facebook IDs survive!...

Then there were the couple of client visits at work... the usual kind of people, who sit on glass tables, with a small bottle of mineral water and a crystal glass gleaming in front of each of them... I've often wondered, 'do these people feel thirsty at all??'... the way they take those tiny sips out of their glasses, and make sure that they are only halfway through the bottle when the entire 4-hour conference is over - truly thought-provoking... and then there was the company party, in which I managed to, if not make a complete one, make a partial idiot of myself by totally losing my senses...

Speaking of which, I've come up with this total new look, with a brand new haircut... of the 47 people I've met after my revamped look, all 47 have hated it... so I guess, the look's gonna stay for a while!!!... and speaking of haircuts (which I've had 2 in 3 weeks btw), for the first one that I had, I had a stupid kid and his even more stupid dad in line before me... so that meant I had to sit through and watch all the antics that the kid and his dad were putting up for me... the kid was getting a mushroom cut (which according to me is the ugliest haircut ever... so ugly that it was banned in my school!!) and his dad kept watch beside him, a gleaming ear-to-ear smile on his face all the while... wiping the kid's face every time a strand of hair fell on it... I had had enough when the dad started throwing flying kisses at the kid, and was all set to leave, when the barber, who was also apparently sick of the drama, shaved off whatever was remaining on the kid's head and threw the two of them out of the shop... bahhhh... kids and parents these days... get a life people!

Looks like the rains have finally begun to hold up, which is quite sad btw... agreed I hate rains, but at least the weather is cool and the car stays clean during rains... I missed the opportunity of staying at home, down with fever, sipping on hot choco this monsoon... I guess I haven't done that since college!... I remember those days when VG and me used to get those piping hot coffees with those straws with microscopic outlets... I never really understood the point... those things always have the habit of surprising you when the coffee reaches your mouth... bah... but those days were good... when it all started with hot coffee and an eBiz presentation... it was all it took.......... sigh...

Anyways, here we are... it's October... the month of Octoberfest... like it has anything to do with me, but still... it's been a month since 'THE NXT LVL'... an attempted rip-off of The Nirvana Nites... almost hit the spot... it's at least good to know that a handful of the guys are already looking forward to the next edition... hmmm... in other news, my best pal, whom I haven't seen in six years has moved to Europe... it's good to know that people are getting on with their lives... and lastly, I'm suffering from PMS (no no NO!!!... PMS doesn't stand for what you think it stands for!!... it stands for Phone Malfunctioning Syndrome) yet again!!!... so every fifteen minutes, my phone keeps freezing up... so if you are lucky enough to call me during the 15-minute unfrozen window, I shall be answering the call... else... well, you won't know, but on the other end, I may be banging the phone on some wall... talk about freezing, I used to have this friend in school, whom I told about my PC freezing up every now and then, and she suggested I should keep my PC in an oven... ahhhh... thank God she doesn't work where I work now!!!... ;)... (my colleagues would know why!... lol)....

Ciao....

Losing My Sanity

Knucklebrains!!!!... they are always there... wherever I go... and their standards keeps dropping with each place................ my 20k songs.............. they're all gone...... sigh.....

Anyways... here we are.. in the month of August... and what's special about August??... for starters, it's the worst month this year!!!... there's not "much" work to do, people are damaging my stuff, losing a lot of friends and all the shit that could possibly happen... on the brighter side, I was at this this miniature batch reunion at JJ's place... not my batch, but his batch... and I must say it was a blast... ahhhh... speaking of JJ's batchmates, it's amazing how these guys from the pre-Facebook era keep in touch so well... I've never really understood the basic protocol of being busy... you send your friend a mail (or a wall post), you have to wait for at least a month to get a response... it's even worse in office, when you send a mail to a colleague who's sitting a few cubicles away... once you're done with the sending, you have to walk over to his cubicle and beg him to check your mail and respond!... (I don't really get the point of sending a mail in those cases!)... ah well... speaking of work... we've been having a lot of new guys coming in off late, it's really hard to keep track... it's like those days in college... where the Tamil guys and the North Indian guys didn't know the names of guys from the opposite community... (but being an NRI mallu puts you right in the middle of both the communities (btw the other minority communities don't count - you're either a Tamil, or a North Indian, or an NRI mallu)... so that implies you have to learn the names of everyone from both the communities... which is quite taxing... sigh... the woes of an NRI mallu...) so the Tamils used to refer to the North Indian guys as 'andha Hindi paythyakaaran payyan' and the North Indians used to refer to the Tamils as 'Wo Parachute oil ki godown'... lol...

I guess I won't be back before Independence Day... so all those Indians out there, who are like really proud of the country... good for you!... I think I had something more in mind before I started writing this blog... or is it typing this blog... or should I say blogging this blog??!!!... lol... I'm really mind-fugged at the moment... my mind is so full of isolated thoughts that keep overlapping with each other... I was revising my game design document today, and I reached this part where I'd written - 'A cannon ball is seen attached to a dead skeleton'... (crazy as it may sound, it is a part of the game we're currently developing!... except for the 'dead' skeleton!)... I scrolled up to make sure there was no more idiotic stuff... and lo!... 'However, the cannon is found missing its balls'... come to think about it, it does make perfect sense, but then, the weirdism... and then there was this article I wrote - 'Ford Unleashes Performance Kit for Mustana'...

And so that's that... got nothing more... life's getting really boring and mundane here in Kochi... in short, Kochi pazhe Kochi alla, it's beginning to suck to the core...

Oh by the way, now that QR codes are the "in" thing, here's the QR code of my blog url... in case you guys are having a tough time passing on my url, you can simply pass on the QR code!!!!... smart me!!!... ;)

My Take On....

Life @ Ghost House... Well it's been almost a month since I've moved into my new apartment... the 'Ghost House' as we call it... why is it called the Ghost House??... simple... because there's a ghost in the house!!!... (or at least my roomies think so!)... so now it's living with a bunch of roomies, four to be precise... so there's the waiting-in-line-to-get-into-the-shower, finding your stuff mixed up, waiting for weeks and weeks till all of your roomies go home and your chick can 'pay you a little visit', and blah blahs...

Reel life n Real life... I was watching this movie recently in which there's this chick who's got Parkinson's and she's in love with this guy, who's got nothing... I meant, no diseases... and then they break up... and she finds another guy, and he wishes she were back... and then he talks to her, and then there's the female's tears of joy and BAM!! they're back together... daim!!!... it always happens... the couple break up... the female finds another guy, who's far too better (and richer with a much better job, in most cases) than the previous guy... and then one fine day, the previous guy shows up, and BAM!! they're back together!!!!............ DAIM!!!!....

Cars n Gals... I just figured out recently that cars and girls give you the same feeling (well, almost)... a new chick is like your new car... and the old hag you're trying to dump is like... well... your old car!... think about it... you drive around in the same car for a year or two... you start thinking that it's the most perfect car you can have... so far, there have been no glitches.... everything's been real smooth... and then one fine day, you get your new car, which may not be as grand and expensive as your old one... though there might be some features (that were present in your old car) missing in the new one, you still won't mind... just because it's a new car, and you can't hate it... and then one fine day, the car breaks down... and then, you curse it... you realize how much better your old car was... and you begin wishing you had your old car back... well, a car once gone, is gone for good... and.... uhmmmm.... ok next.... (I am so good at talking rubbish, ain't I??... I wish there were awards for rubbish bloggers!!!...)

Being Obsessed with Obsessions... I've always had some sort of obsessions throughout my life... when I was really young (we're talking one-n-a-half decades ago), I was really obsessed about studying... I know it's a really stupid thing to be obsessed about, but then, those were my days of stupidity... when I grew a little older (like a decade ago), I was obsessed about counting the number of manholes I came across when I walked on the roads (no, it's not a very disgusting thing to do... Muscat's manholes aren't half as stinky as India's!!...)... then in college, I was obsessed with my pictures... my phone had one of my pictures as its wallpaper... my PC had a tiled wallpaper of my picture... the chick would keep saying 'Dude, are you obsessed with yourself?!'... sigh... those were my Days of Stupidity Part-II... and then after the chick left, I became obsessed about serial killers... so much that I'd almost created an entire website on my collection of serial killers from the past century... well, my point here is... is... isssssss.... uhmmmm.... what could my point here be??.... hmmm... that everyone's got a secret obsession???... yess!!... precisely my point!!!... everyone's got a secret obsession!!!... some people are obsessed about Facebook, some are about new clothes, while others may be about Transformers toys, while still others may be about screwing other people's lives, or even reading senseless, mindless blogs!!!!... I would call all of that obsessions!!!.... oh... all you pathetic obsessed people!!!.... I take pity on you!!!...

Passengers n music... My taste in music has never been particularly appreciated by anyone... they always hate the music I love to listen to... but recently, I gave this colleague of mine a ride in my car... as usual, my 'favorite' playlist was playing.... but instead of asking me to change the music, this guy was totally enjoying the music... he even started showing hand gestures in appreciation... I was left totally clueless... to find out what was going on, I changed the music to songs which are universally hated by everyone... and then, surprises of surprises, this guy started headbanging!!!... my insides were aching because I was holding on to my laughter... and then, this guy got down at his place, and the fun was all over...

Hating kids... There has always been a reason why I've hated kids... though I haven't been able to find a core reason for doing so, I have a multitude of tiny tiny reasons... here's one... today's Saturday... the kids downstairs have been playing cricket for the past four hours... and guess what they've been using as their wicket... my car!!!!... I have half a mind to pick up a shotgun and go BAM! BAM! BAM! (oh, that's a lot BAM's in this post!!!... this post's getting way too violent... you better be above 18 years old if you're reading this one!!!....)... totally pissing off... I just crashed my car today and.... speaking of which!!!....

My car losing its virginity... Yes... though it's had a few bumps a couple of times before, this is the first major crash... so it's the official loss of its virginity... I was running a red signal, and BAM!!!... (again!) I crashed into an autorickshaw... since I was at fault, all I could do was speed off... and now, there's a crack in the side view mirror... I guess the car will have to live with it for as long as it stays with me!....

Indians... Now these are some people who need to get themselves a good mirror and look into it closely (well, I'm talking metaphorically of course... those who can figure it out, go figure!)...

Ok, this is not really a part of this post, but... Chowder was down in Cochin couple of weekends back... was a big change to have an ISMer here... it always is a big change having an ISMer home... anyways, this time round, we were off to Vagamon... was a pretty good place... so good that we think it would make a good and cheap replacement for Munnaar... I have few pics on my phone, but due to some technical snitches I am not able to upload them... so, I guess I'm done for now... but before I leave, let me remind you... it's 'Studying Bells' for me... we might have a second chapter of Chennai in our hands... keeping my fingers crossed.... ciao!

Hangover Part III

I'm back people!!!... after a long hiatus, I am back!!!... it does look like I may have lost whatever few readers I had, but still, it feels good to be back... and after recovering from a deadly hangover, it definitely feels good to have got back (to my senses!!)...

Speaking of which, last Wednesday, was the day I decided to relive my days of youth... and Thursday, was the day I decided I should never ever take such a stupid decision in my life again... it was after the house-warming (my colleagues'), that we went around the entire city, first for a smoke, then for black tea, for black tea again, then for a smoke, then to get some molaga bhaji (that's something made of chili...), then to drop a friend home, and then get back home... in all, it was six hours of driving around in the rain, 'swimming' on the highway (!!!), black tea and bhaji searching... I'm not going into the details here, since I have no intention of making myself look like an idiot!!... anyways, that's the story of the 'Wolfpack'...

And oh yes... since I was away from here, I guess I hadn't mentioned about the brand new ride... yes!!... the Chevrolet Beat is in my garage... so that is kinda cool... I haven't managed to get a pic of the car yet... the only one I have is the one that my colleague clicked... here it is, if it makes any sense to you people!!....

I totally like the new mobile template for blogger... looks good... 

Been A While!

Yet another girl by the window
Only, this time, jerks keep poppin' up from nowhere, everywhere
Yet another reason to hate women so
About the jerks, I don't really care!


It's really been quiet some time since I got in here... with the world ending and stuff, had a lot of things to finish off... (relax!!.. we still have around 20 months!)

Ok.. recap time... let's see... the last time I took off from here was February 10th... hmmmm... after that... oh, there was Valentine's Day celebrations at work... which was so very "exciting".... with the 80+ guys and the half a dozen married girls... oh.... and then there was the Avial show... in Cochin!!!... where no band has ever dared to perform!!!... (I have a couple of the live videos... but thanks to my stupid phone, it looks like those videos are gone for good... daim you Koreans (Samsung... :P))... and then... there was Chowder's sister's (the same sister who helped us make the television back in fifth grade) engagement... where I bumped into two Telugu juniors from SIST, who had surprisingly been to my house 'many' times, and yet, had not noticed that I stayed there.... hmmm... talk about invisibility!... about the Telu's... we used to have a couple of them in school, but no one really knew who was from where... at that time, I used to imagine Telugu's as people who always sped around in 4-5 Tata Sumo's together, with sandalwood paste all over the vehicles, and yellow flags hanging in every direction... oh, and then, there was the trip to Munnaar (yet again!) with the colleagues...

Ok... so that's it for now... guess I'll be back soon.....

Weird Musings...

I was taking this horrendously stupid long walk across the city (yeah, I mean it! ACROSS THE CITY!) today, and that gave me ample time to come up with tons of crappy ideas... here's one of them, which was not really worth sharing, but definitely worth recording (according to me)... and so, what better place than here!!!!.... ok here goes...

'To start with... I should meet a girl this year on the 18th of December... on my birthday... and as luck would have it, her birthday would be on the same day too!!!... we mess around (not to be confused with 'mess up'!) for five years and BAM!... we get married on 18th December, 2016... and then, on December 18th, 2020, we get kids... twins!!!... so if we were to calculate, on December 18th, 2020, I would be celebrating my 33rd birthday, my wife's 33rd birthday as well, the ninth anniversary of the day we first met, the fourth wedding anniversary, and the birth of the kids... not one, but twins!!!...'

Ok yeah... the idea of having twins was stupid and pointless... moreover, the world's gonna end next year, so what's the point!... maybe I need to go to sleep!... thank you for wasting your time!!!... yet again!!!!....

Haaaaahaaaaahaaaaa!!!!....

Ok I saw this post on one of my friends' walls and found it particularly funny...

A: Is that car a Jaguar?
B: Yes
A: Where is the hood ornament?
B: It's a sports model, it doesn't have one!
A: What's the point of buying a Jaguar without the panther on the hood??

***end of joke***

For those who didn't get it, watch out for the words in bold!... I can't give you a clue bigger than that!!!!!....

Unsociali-zinggggg...

(Wow!... it was only when I wrote the heading that I realised that there's a 'Zing' in unsocializing too!!...)

It's 2k11!!!... 11 years after the Y2K, and the world is running just as fine!... though I'm almost two weeks late, happy New Year to all the very very few people who actually read this blog!!... have a great year!!... we don't have much time left.... 2012's just a year away!...

Nothing much has happened in the past two weeks really... the company's New Year party was fun... games, singing, dancing, drinking, doing nothing, watching others have fun and a lot more... then there was the company guitarist belting out some numbers... oh and of course, there was Summer of '69... where there's mallus and rock music, there's always Summer of '69... I still remember last year's New Year party... there were people from just about everywhere in the world (though the majority was mallussss!)... it looked more like a World Cultural Conference than a New Year Party!... anyways there was this mallu rock band from somewhere in India... think it was Delhi... (mallus don't have the habit of staying back in Kerala and calling themselves 'Mallus' once they become famous... once/if I become famous, I intend on telling the world I'm from Bihar... or maybe Orissa... (Mumbai and Delhi have become too old and boring))... for the first three hours, everyone was seated at their respective tables while the band continued their singing... I could even hear a few aunties complaining, "Why can't these bledy fellows sing some malayalam songs??!!! who wants to listen to all this rubbish?!"... once the booze was out, a few uncles showed the courage to go forward and show off their dancing skills, which seemed very very inappropriate... Indians should never dance to a song that is not Indian... Rajnikant's 'Devuda Devuda' steps for 'Hotel California' is very very very weird!!!... anyways, the band finally decided to sing Summer of '69 around close to midnight... and that was when the crowd went wild... uncles and aunties were running around the place screaming... and... then.... and thennnn.... and then what?... and then nothing!... my point was, Indians are crazy about 'Summer of '69'... I somehow lost track in between... :P... ok back to the party... hmmm.... then there was nothing much... oh!!!... of course, there were the cheesecakes!!!.... which was a wonderful sight to behold... (after I moved out of Chennai, I have always been on the hunt for the perfect place for the perfect cheesecake... sadly, mallu bakers haven't even heard of cheesecakes, let alone the perfect one!)... a tear escaped from my eye when I saw the gazillion slices of cheesecakes spread lavishly over the dessert table... I was in a tranced up condition... I was transported far far away to Cheesecake Land... where I married Ms. Cheesecake, and we had several little Cheesecakes running around the house... we would eat cheesecakes for breakfast, cheesecakes for lunch, and cheesecakes for dinner... I would spend the night drinking gin and cheesecake juice... and when I fought with Mrs. Cheesecake, we would throw cheesecakes at each other... I was in this wonderful Cheesecake dream for a while, before I snapped back to reality... and then I went on to stuffing myself with cheesecakes...

I guess it's the hit I took today that's totally affected my thinking... I was taking a walk from the pantry to my desk at work today... when THUDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!! my shoulder crashed into a fire extinguisher hanging on the wall... no problem yet... and then there was a smaller THUD (with only a single 'D').... that was the noise of the fire extinguisher breaking from it's position on the wall and falling to the ground (under normal circumstances, that was supposed to set off the fire alarm for the entire building... luckily for me, the alarm wasn't working!)... and then there was silence... pin-drop silence... suddenly, a hundred heads turned up from their respective cubicles in unison and glared at only one thing... ME!!!!... a small group came rushing forward to see whether the fire extinguisher was alright... I screamed in pain inside my head... I almost expected my arm to fall off... anyways, now my arm's alright... but my brain has still not recovered from the trauma...

Woooo... it's 2011!!!... a whole new year!!... and it doesn't even feel like a new year... at this point of time, I'm going through the same mindframe that I was in back in 1999, when, for the first time in my life, I heard about the world going to end... at that time, throughout the year 1999 I was busy making plans to hide under the strongest table available to escape the world's fate... but that was then... right now, I'm busy calculating at what rate I should be saving up so that I can afford one of those spaceships for two which will transport my girl and me far far away to the moon....

PS.: for the idiots, New Year with the capital 'N' and 'Y' is the occasion, new year with the small 'n' and 'y' is... ermmm.... uhmmm.... the opposite of old year...