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....

3am!!...

Gahhhh... I hate it when I'm awake at 3... be it pm or am... anytime of the day... doesn't matter... I remember seeing in some movie ages ago, that the time stands still at 3am... and evil spirits step out and start dancing around... (which is totally possible at the place I'm staying (ajo's place, Chennai))... it's funny how my sleep at the "3's" have come down... in school, I used to be asleep at both the 3's... 3am and pm... 'am' obviously everyone is asleep... 'pm' was the tiny ten-minute nap I used to get in between swallowing my lunch and tuitions... and then, in college one of the 3's was cut down... at 3am, I used to be busy playing FIFA!!... of all the things!... at 3pm, however, I used to be very much asleep in my college bus, on my way back home... and now, I'm awake at both the 3's... 3pm I'm at work (can't sleep there)... 3am, I'm still up... gahhhh...

Something's real funny... I started typing this post ten minutes ago... at 3am... and... the time is still 3am!!... uh-oh... what's that noise??... oh my gawd!!... aaaahhhhh.... helppppp!!!!.... somebodyyyy!!!.... aaaaaaaaaaahhhhh...................................................................

July - Over and Out!

So finally July is drawing to a grand close as well!!... right from the month of April, i've been hoping that the following month would be interesting... and this time too, i'm hoping for the same... this month has been quiet an eventful month though... firstly, the FIFA WC is finally over... and with that, at least 30 of my 200-something friends on Facebook have nothing more to talk about for the next four years!!... no more of the infamous OctoPaul or the 'listen-to-it-more-than-5times-n-ur-sure-to-get-irritated' Waka Waka (i hate to admit it, but my alarm tone is the 'Waka Waka'... my policy is that irritating music in the morning tends to wake you up much faster)... i had supported many teams this time round, and watched them fall one by one as well... Italy, England, Brazil... all of them... and finally, the Oranje... Now that the Commonwealth Games are coming up, i hope the indians don't come up with the indian version of OctoPaul to predict who's going to win what medal!!...

Then, there was the Editorial day out at The Park last week... the only thing that amused me during the entire course of the event was the menu... i wasn't really doing a good job of holding myself back from cracking up when i saw 'Chowder' listed under the soup section... Chowder and soups... haha!!!...

Has it ever occurred to you that Gmail constantly monitors your mails??!!!... yes, they do!!!... that's what i think... there was this instance when my colleague sent me an article about Viagra for editing (i work in a health mag... we come across a lot of such stuff very often...)... and then, for the next few days, i constantly began getting advertisements regarding Viagra brands!!... anyways, off late, Gmail has been monitoring all my 'flirtatious' moves and has now begun sending me marriage proposals from girls across the country... yeah, on an average, i receive about 3-4 proposals in a day!!...

There used to be a time when back in school, sometime around the tenth or eleventh grade, almost 70% of the people in my school were die-hard fans of Linkin Park...  i have no idea why... i used to like Limp Bizkit more... again, i have no idea why!... i guess i was just sick of the way the guys @ Linkin Park act cooler than they are supposed to be... Mike Shinoda the 'Sober Guy'... Chester the 'Genius who can Scream'... the turntable guy who was the 'Asian Dumb Vegetable' (talking about Asians... i was talking to my friend who recently migrated to the UK... and i asked him whether he'd made any indian friends yet... and he replied saying that he was yet to make indian friends, but had already made quiet a lot of Asian friends... i've always wondered why non-Asians consider only people with slanting eyes as Asians... we indians are Asians too, damnit!)... and while we're at it, here's a video for all you Linkin Park fans out there!!!.... yenjaayyy!!...



and... here's another one!!!... lol...



Sheeeeesh!... that's it for now... August is coming up... a lot to look forward to... i hope i get lucky this month... my luck and intelligence have always been two quantities that are inversely proportional to each other... right now, at this point of time, my intelligence levels are at a decent high, which is why i am going through a bad patch, thanks to my bad luck... thus, the least i can say is, i'm hoping i get back to being stupid again pretty soon!!!... lol... ciao!!!...

Oh... and amidst all the excitement, i managed to bump in to Mr. Sunny Thomas as well... seeing him brought back all the memories of all the "hunndra parcent suare" questions that we used to have in our math papers!... ciao again!...

Monsoon Blues

it's been a week since the end of the IPL frenzy... it's been pretty peaceful ever since!!... no more of weird accronyms like CSK, RCB, DD etc... no more of the very "smart and illustrious" Lalit Modi.... no more of the mediocre anchoring and 'Mandy'!!!.... and sadly no more of the hot cheergirls either.. (bah!)... anyways looks like it wont last much long, with the world cup coming up in less than a week!!!... cricket... cricket... cricket... so annoying!!...

hmmmm... looks like good ol' recessions hitting me pretty hard... even though i see "the" shimmer of light at the end of the tunnel, i'm taking real long to approach it... and thanks to my seizure last tuesday, i'm not even allowed to go anywhere beyond a 10km radius from my apartment!!!... so it's pretty much like a house arrest.... sigh... since i'm spending so much time at home, atleast its helped in finally making my bedroom look like a bedroom!!!.... till a month back, the only things in my entire bedroom was a bed and my mom's sewing machine (my mom's ultra modern sewing machine, mind you!!... not one of those black types, which those tailors use, with brand names like 'butterfly' or 'eagle' or the sorts... this one's got a sleazy black handheld electronic controller with a cluster of push buttons... k i guess that's enough about the sewing machine...)... my perfectionist mom wouldn't tolerate a drop of water on the floor, let alone a piece of paper!!... anyways, now that i've been spending 'quality' time at home, the floor is strewn with clothes, dirty floaters and shoes, then there's a lizard in the room and the sewing machine has now officially become my medicine rack... yeah.... there're loads of medicines... during monsoons, my immunity levels are usually at an all-time low.... oh!... something on the lighter side.... i was driving around today morning and i saw this very huge mongoose waiting to make a dash across the road... (let me remind you that it's always been a fascination for me to kill a cat by running over it with a car... though i've never got the opportunity to do so..)... so now here i was!!... with a ripe opportunity... even though it wern't a cat, a mongoose was a substitute good enough... however, the smart mongoose was already making smart plans... it'd figured that, at the speed i was driving, it'd have enough time to clear the road and wave back at me... poor thing!!... it jumped!!... and i jumped onto the accelerator!!.... CRUNCHCHCHCHCH!!!!.... the head was flatter than my mom's chapattis and was pasted to the ground... i slowed the car and watched the action through the rear view mirror... the mongoose's remaining body was twisting and turning rapidly (in pain, i guess! lol!!)... anyways, that's the story about the ill-fated mongoose... oh... recently i was reading this book by an indian author... it kinda made me wonder... almost all low key celebrities (those who're less gossipped about) usually are stuck in a job that todally sux... and their bosses are total whackos, who need their heads to be chopped off!!!.... and these celebs usually have a weird nickname for the boss... (in this case it was 'Shruti the Horrible'... ok no prizes for guessing the name of the book!).... since everyone's doing so, even ive decided to follow suit... (i like to consider myself a celebrity 'cos, for one, i'm bad at handling relationships, and two 'cos ive been on TV twice... the first time was in my first year during our college's strike... a large number of us were moving out of the college as a group, and a reporter was interviewing two of my friends in the front... and i was frantically jumping up and down and waving at the camera from the back... thus i made my TV debut on CNN-IBN.... the second time was in my 3rd year, i think... VG and i had gone for a play... and after the play, SS music was taking a video of the crowd gathered outside.... and i managed to make a 1.2 second cameo.... even though offers have been pouring in after that for TV appearances, due to my busy schedule, i haven't been able to accept any...)... since currently i'm jobless and don't have a boss, ive decided to name my ex-boss... the boss, who was my boss for a single working day, the next non-working day (i took leave that day), and the next half day i got fired... so two and a quarter days to be precise... hmmm... his name was Doug... it used to be funny the way pandis used to pronounce his name!!... 'Duck-uh' was how they did it!!... bah... these pandis!... anyways, abt the name for Doug.... hmmm... i guess Doug the Bug should do... haha!!!... weird!!!.... (hehe... Doug was a nice guy actually.... sad he didn't approve much of my blogging 'skills'...)

oh... i was walking down the streets today and i saw this poster of a new malbari movie... looks like 'Mollywood' is trying to cash in on the Slumdog Millionaire success.... i can't recollect the name of the movie, but i can clearly remember the catch phrase of the movie - "Story of a dog and a millionaire"... gawd!!!... these mallus!!....

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phew!... i just got through with a very entertaining session in church!!... (the sunday service actually)... back in college, attending church use to be a 'once-in-6-months' affair... now thanks to my mother's persistence, i attend church every weekend!!... anyways, the church has certainly evolved and become more fun over the years... back in the 90s, going to church only meant sitting, standing, kneeling and lip-synching... but these days, a lot of fun activities are also included during mass... one of the more popular games is 'Locate Your Parent'... but this one's strictly for kids below age 3... but if your kid's retarded, a special consideration is given upto 5years of age... the rules of the game are pretty simple... the kid has to first decide which parent he wants to stick to (in india, men and women are made to sit separately.. even if the woman is the guy's wife/mother/sister/aunty/gramma/mistress)... then the kid has to memorise the exact location of its parent... the kid then has to run around all over the church... as fast as it can... extra points are earned for beating up other kids, stepping on others' feet and walking through pews... after a minute or two, the real fun starts.... the kid has to retrace its way back to its parent... a time limit of 10mins is set... if the kid doesn't locate its parent by then, it loses the game and it has to stop and scream at the top of its lungs till its parents begin to flush with embarrassment... for those people without kids and over 15yrs of age and not retarded, the best way to keep you occupied is to take out your mobile and browse or play games on it... but this is absolutely not suited for people (like me) with 'uninteresting' fones (like mine) with games like snake, tetris etc... the third and most popular activity, suited for people like me (categorised 'cos of my fone) and old age people, is to go to sleep!!.... but you should be alert enough to stand and kneel at the right times... and it can be really embarrassing if you begin drooling on your shirt, let alone the shirt of the person sitting next to you!!...

come to think about it, these activities are allowed only in indian churches.... back in muscat, there used to be enough number of 'scantily-clad' chicks to keep us distracted... (sometimes when you think about it, it's funny how almost all the guys in my school were perverts, even the toppers!!!... but then... look at what fine gentlemen we turn out to be!!!... we owe ISM big time!!!...).... but the disadvantage is that it can be a real embarrassment if you're seated with your parents... and more so if the chick is your friend!!!!.... lol!!!.....

Peace Out!!!!!!

World Cup!!!!.... Pizza Anyone????

this was way back in my 7th grade when the cricket world cup '99 was on....
Pizza Hut had come up with a brainwave (like duh!).....
to keep up with the festive season, they introduced a special hotline number on which people could call them up and get the live score, who's batting, bowling blah blah... what i don't understand is why they did that!!!!.... especially in a country so full of indians!!!!.... (yeah... muscat is pretty crowded with indians!!!!).....
being the typical indian type when it comes to pranks, i made maximum use of the number.... even though the match was playing in front of me on my television!!!!... i kept calling them up after every one or two overs.... so it'd go like this...
Pizza Hut Employee: good evening sir!!! how may i help u???
me: hi!!... may i know the score???
PHE: it's 235 for 2 sir.... sachin tendulkar is on strike....
me: oh... hey a run's been scored!!!... it's 236 now!!!!....
PHE: that's right!!!... thanks for calling!!!!.... have a great day!!!...

this would go on till the end of the match... and i bet there were many more indians who'd done that!!!.... what's the point in keeping such hotlines, when every household owns atleast one television??!!!!!.... or did the Pizza Hut guys think that when people called up Pizza Hut to enquire about the score, they'd get reminded about pizzas and automatically ask fer some??!!!!....
whatever it is, i din't hear about the offer during the next world cup.... or maybe i realised i was too old for that kind of stupid prank this time round.... i don't exactly remember....

ISM

indian school muscat....
that's the school i studied in....
the place where i had the best part of my life!!!!....
the place where failures never killed me!!!!....
the place where weirdos are a minority....
the place where exams don't mean the end of your life....
the place where making friends doesn't always mean you have to go for the guy whose topping the class....
the place where even if the teachers hate you, you still like them in the long run.... (unless they really really really hate you!!!!....)....
the place where lonely losers are put into a corner....
the place where everything happens....
school was great!!!....
college is not!!!!
*sigh..................................
that's my school by the way.... or a block of it rather.... the senior block....