Saturday, February 18, 2006

A tag for the soul mate...

Well if the title suggests even a wee bit of romanticism in me, I’d b happy coz none till date has ever found me a hopeful romantic…K, quickly without digressing, I’m hereby listin’ out 8 different points of my dream girl as asked by Deepti

Target-Female (now that makes it even more unromantic I guess). K here goes the essentials…

1) Must talk sense. I don’t expect her to be in the know of a lotta things but being able to make me understand wat she says matters-atleast to the extent that I don’ havta feign interest in wat she’s sayin…

2) Must be bold to voice her opinions, be it on politics or be it on sex-I’ve said this before-I really believe that it’s the opinion of the lady in the house that matters more than anything else-maybe I idolize my mom a lot but I’ve found no1 better than her who embodies the perfect new woman though she belongs to the old times a bit. So to put it in Sonu Nigam’s style…woh ladki waisi mere maa ki jaisi…

3) Must keep her cool and stand by me in all times. She must empathize wid me wen I underachieve or cannot scale gr8 heights though I don’ expect her 2 comply wid my needs. I kno this is a bit demanding but I’m jus being candid.

4) Must be of clean habits-now don’t expect me to elaborate on wat I mean by this coz by doin that I may hurt the emotions of a lotta ppl. All I can say for the time being is she must kno wher to draw the line and stick to her principles forever and hold onto her own.

K I kno all of the above sounded way too boring-now a lil’ more excitin’ features mayb…

5)Need not look gorgeous or anything but must be elegant wid a casual style n panache that I can die for.

6)K this may sound weird but all women I’ve adored have either a mop hair or a pony tail-no wonder I fell head over heels for Sandra Bullock in speed. Now don’t get me wrong-that’s mainly because that suggested a tomboyish attitude in them or put it in a more refined manner, she must at no point feel insecure that she belongs to the weaker sex- whoever coined the term deserves a hard kick on his anterior-I feel a woman in a household is stronger than all men put together (call me a feminist if u wud)-so the bottom line I guess is that she must be a source of strength for me-Hope I aint obfuscatin’ things here…

7)Hmmm I’d want her to share my love for my kinda music-old Hindi songs rafi mukesh n all but that’s askin for too much-a music lover wud suffice.

8)Must say ‘I love u’ often whether verbally or wid her eyes n mean it wen she says it-yeah, I can be very emotional at times-lol…

Fine, all said and done, I feel 8 points r too less to describe a soul mate. Most of these I jus put them arbit or watever I felt for the moment. And kindly forgive me, if I’ve hurt any of your emotions anywhere.

And again all said n done no1 knows wen u’d fall in love n wid whom-mayb I’ll fall for some1 who’s entirely in contrast to all these features. So all I can say is, Plz don’t feel U’re not the right person for me jus coz I’ve said this- Lov’ u all…

Now, the 8 ppl I wanna tag (whether they’ll accept this is a different issue altogether)

1) Megz

2) Varun

3) Milo

4) Triplesix

5) Sudeep

6) Swathi

7) Neha and


8) Yuppie

The rules of the game:
1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover.
2. Need to mention the sex of the target.
3. Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on their comments saying they’ve been tagged.
4. If tagged the 2nd time, there’s no need to post again.

Happy taggin’ ppl…

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

One weird request...
Yea yea i kno the whole of january passed so quickly that i dint get time for a new post-it may sound so damn cliched to the ppl who kno me well but i'm really havin 1 hectic schedule so i hardly get the time for literally anything xcept coll stuff...
So y am i postin now?u guessed rite,for my own selfish need-which is AN OBLIGATION from the bloggin community-needless to say,the following may sound really weird but if u can jus spend 10 MINS of ur precious time,u can help me pass a course.V hav 1 damned course called product design and development for which v need to collect a customer survey for the product v're designing which is an overhead tank waterflow indicator-so if u can kindly fill the following form and mail it to me at arvind.real.slim.shady@gmail.com,I'll b indebted to u for life and I mean it...

CUSTOMER SURVEY FORM

NAME :

AGE :

GENDER :

OCCUPATION :

CONTACT DETAILS :

Following are the questions asked and the response obtained from the above cited person:-

1)How many times do you use motor for filling up the overhead tank everyday?

2)Has this happened that because you were not able to switch off the motor in time, the tank has overflown? If so, how often?

3)Do you think water can be saved if you are alerted every time the tank gets filled? Add your suggestions on what all ways can this be done.

4)Will you be content with just an aural indication of overflow? What types of other indications do you think will better address your problems?

5)In your view, how well can a product which complies with such features that prevent water overflow by an indication on time be supported?

6)Do you expect the product to have some other features apart from indication mechanism? If so, kindly explain about the features you desire .

7)What type of such a system would you prefer, a mechanical one or electrical?

8)If you prefer mechanical, what all advantages do you quote for your choice?

9)If you prefer electrical, what all shock-proof techniques would you suggest?

10)How much would you mind spending on such a product that can do the above?

11)What are all your suggestions on the point that in each place where overhead tanks are filled by motors it is necessary to install such a device in order to save water and electricity?

Details to be filled up the batch member who takes the survey:

Place: Date &Time of survey:

P.S.-Kindly leave a comment after u mail me n gimme ur suggestions on watever cud b done 2 make dis more interesting-I'm sorry its not quite in a layman's language but fill it up anyway u like n mail me asap...n plz ignore the grammatical errors...thank u
Hey i jus remembered-i got Deepti's tag to complete which i thought wud b perfect to put up on Feb 14...so dudes and dudettes-PATIENCE...


Tuesday, December 13, 2005

An awkward penchant for the apparently animate pleasures…

So here I am, back to wat I do de best-no o’corse I dint mean blogging-I meant crying-no wonder I was labelled a crybaby in school…I certainly dint intend 2 com back 2 bloggin in this manner-describing my worries n lamentin over spilt milk but I guess I’m quite perturbed emotionally and I somhow wanna let go of this…so wat better way 2 do that than sharing dis wid u all…

A day goes begging…

Sixth sem started n dis being jus the first week no real work was there 2 do n so I was naturally excited wen I got a call day before yesterday that v’ve got a school reunion. This is the first time after tenth grade that all of us would be meeting and the school being one in which I spent my formative years of childhood, I was very much lookin forward to meeting my old buddies-infact the very thought of seeing them sent me into raptures. It was a very familiar feeling, a sign of how attached I am to such old relations-and I knew dis would last forever. Or so I thought. Lil’ did I kno how wrong I was…

As I had come back early yesterday, I got a call from 2 of my friends N and S who called me to spend the evening wid them and wid nothing better to do, I agreed. Come evening, I dressed up well (I had a reputation in school of havin an impeccable sense of clothin-I obviously dint wanna lose that), took out my new bike n started off-I wanted 2 flaunt my new cool look to them n make it known that livin in a small city hadn’t deteriorated my lifestyle afterall. Seems they had other plans in mind then…

I arrived quite early to the place they had called me to. It was quite a weird area to be in and frankly I haven’t given the place a second look all my years of existence in this place. I kept looking around and suddenly I noticed both of them standing at some distance and staring at some movie poster. I was quite taken aback seeing them drooling at some half nude chick but I decided to ignore that and called out to them. Once they looked at me, they immediately pretended as if they were looking at something else and gathered wat seemed to b the final vestiges of self-respect left in them and after exchanging pleasantries, a conversation ensued between me N & S…

N: Oi dude, hows life in trichy da?

Me: Oh abs fab-cant u c that? (Proudly pointing to my bike)

S: Hmmm guess u’ve grown up finally-so v can talk freely to u aftrall…

Me: Huh? (Innocently…seriously I cudn’t get wat they were comin to)

N: Dai wat da there seem to b no figures over here…

Me: (priding myself for identifying the lingo) I’m surprised u say that-there’s no dearth of good lookin gals here

S: C’mon da u don’t mean to say they’ve got cute faces…

Me: O’corse I did…wat did ya mean?

N: Shit, U’re such a dumbo-Learn to look at “wat lies beneath” da…

Not sure of wat he meant or rather not wanting him to mean wat I dreaded he would, my mind raced back to the Harrison Ford movie I watched long ago…N gave me a jolt and asked me to sit behind him in the bike and told me that they were taking me to an amazing place I’d never have seen. I prided myself on my geography of Trichy and havin lived almost all my life here I told him it could never be…He said ‘wait and watch’… and quite dumbly, thats wat I did…

They stopped in a commercial cum shopping area in trichy well known for the pizzerias and multi-storeyed malls…

Me: Man, nice place u’ve brought me to-so wher r u treatin me?

S: V’ll tell u soon-first 2 the ATM…

Me: Oh wow, so u guys got lotsa cash on u, eh?

They dint seem to notice that too busy talking to themselves-I somehow suddenly started feeling outta place…

N: (probably noticing that) Wud u like a puff da?

Me: Yea sure mate, I’m feelin damn hungry-I started before mom came. So anything is fine…hey but veg puff only na?

Hearing this, they exchanged glances and initially sported a malicious grin. Then they slowly started sniggering…

Me: Wat guys, U laughin coz I’m still vegetarian? Hey its just a choice I made and am stickin onto that

N: (rudely interrupting my last statement) U fool, v dint mean that-v meant this…

And to my utter dismay, they took out from their pockets an imported packet of cigarettes and in no time it was lit and plumes of smoke arose…I decided not to portray any surprise or disapproval and pretended as if I was cool wid it.

S: Wat dear, u seem to b dumbstruck?

Me: cha, not at all da-many of my friends smoke, so it doesn’t really get on my nerves or anything...but I thought

N: c’mon da grow up, now jus try 1 puff for the sake of our friendship

Me: (sternly) No, I’m not askin u to stop or anything so lemme b the way I am…and don’ u dare bring our friendship and all-that’s being too damn mean…

S: ok chill buddy, seems u’d never wanna grow up…

Me: Watever, now take me to de place soon-cant stand dis cold wind anymore

N: hey S he seems to b too despo da-lets take him

S: Man the bar’s beckoning me

Me: WTF?

S: jus 1 drink honey

Me: (sounding pretty annoyed) y on earth did u call me so early u assoles…I’d rather have come aftr u finished all these. Am I 2 watch u getting inebriated and stand helplessly?

N: who asked u to stay sober da? U’re in college now, u know-c’mon stop being momma’s kid and learn to enjoy life…

Me: Listen I’ll wait for u guys here come back soon

S: Be a sport da. Atleast come wid us…

Me: k fine but plz don’t force me to booze

N: V wont don’ worry, but hey jus have a look at my new i-mate…

Me: Wats that da?

N: that’s a pocket pc da-got it from Thailand-it’s a mobile phone as well…

And he took out that gleaming article from his pocket and showed us. It was a really awesome thing, I mean u cud do literally everything that can b done with a pc. And jus wen all seemed to b going fine…

S: u dunce, stop lookin at such boring stuff…

Me: oh, u mean there r more interesting stuff that can b done wid this?

N: yep, u get 2 c the “matter that actually matters”...

I wondered wat they meant-and not in my wildest of dreams did I expect them to come up wid something lik this…on came a windows media player screen and…

Me: oh wow, Kate winslet?

S: v don’t kno…jus shut up and watch

N: c’mon bitch don’t waste our time, off wid Ur clothes

Me: wat on earth is goin on?

And sure enuf, bfore I cud finish askin (I tel u that was real fast, less than 5 seconds), she was done stripping and I was staring at her pudenda-she seemed to have no qualms abt it. And O’corse the two were enjoying evry bit of the show…

Now truly that makes u lose respect for women-but wat the heck, she does that for money and the guys r enjoying it, so who am I to complain, right? So I decide not to intervene as other thoughts strike me…

Not so long ago, say jus over a decade, I met them in kindergarten…2 of the smartest guys in class, v had a jolly good period together wid other friends and as v grew up, our bond thickened…ours was a co-ed school and so there never was any distinction between the sexes. To us, gals were no different except maybe for the dress they wore.

I’ve said this often but don’t mind repeating once more-Why cant ppl ever comprehend the teachings of a gentleman called Plato? For god’s sake, it aint tougher than the big-bang theory or the complex derivations of physics…

The best things in life are free, it’s said…and v thoroughly seemed to agree wid the funda…for us a sandcastle was always more interesting than a foot long pencil and solving a math problem gave us more joy than being taken to a five-star hotel…but now it seemed to be jus the opposite wid them…

I came back from my reverie wen S gave me a rude jolt…

S: come n have a beer da-u wont die

Me: listen u sicko, I’ve told u once that I cant…and I’d advise u also not to. If u r among the ones who believe that nicotine or liquor wont harm u, all I can say is u’re an educated illiterate…

N: Now stop sermonizing and let us live the way we want to. Jus coz u don’t do any of these doesn’t mean ‘tis bad-infact U r the one whoz missing out on some of the finest delicacies that life has to offer…go get stuffed u nut and live in your illusory world where books r the paramount objects…

…And that sudden foray came as a real shock to me-I went thro’ a collage of emotions as I wondered if I’m really fooling myself by sticking to the so-called scruples. Maybe it was coz it was such a dirty hour in the evening but wat he said seemed to make sense all of a sudden…and instinctively I grabbed the wretched thing he was holding and before I realized it, the nasty liquid struck my tongue and rushed into my insides.

Oh my dear god, wat have I done, I thought to myself. I realized how grave a mistake I had committed. The two guys looked at me, awestruck. Not in their wildest dreams wud they have thought that any amount of convincing could’ve made me do that. I felt like stabbing the both of them right there-and believe me, the shock that I was in then, I cud really have got close to that. But on second thoughts, I decided that I was not gonna commit anymore crimes. And so wen they decided to exploit this act of mine, I merely obeyed…

N: That’s like my boy, U’ve jus had a taste of life my dear friend…

S: I’m sure U’d want some more

I jus shook my head and said I’d like to go home. I frankly wanted to be wid mom now. And that thought really weakened me lik anything…

N: oh come on sweetheart, v wont let u go before keeping our promise and taking to the place v mentioned…

Me: hey I don’ have much time, cant it b done some other day?

S: no it wont take much time…and wen’ll v ever find u in such high spirits after now?

Those words kept ringing in my mind and sent deep shivers down my spine…

Me: Wher exactly r v headed to?

N: Heaven on earth…

S: u’re gonna have the best night of Ur life…that is as long as u’d like screwing ppl…

Me: My life’s already screwed up da-who’d I want to?…hang on, wat did u jus say?

S: u kno wat I said…

Me: yea but u dint mean screwing in the literal sense, did u?

N: v don’t know all that-all v kno is this is 1 beautiful night for sleeping wid the chicks…

S: And sleeping certainly dozn’t mean ZZZZ’s…ha ha ha…

Me: Wat the beep? Don’t tell me u’re taking me to a whorehouse…

N: Oh not at all da…that’s just an abode of pleasure loving women

Me: Pleasure loving my foot. Now stop here and let me go…I beg ur pardon

S: Hey stop acting u drunk rascal…the place has come

And surely enuf it had-I knew this was it coz I’d never seen such a spiteful place in my life…

N: come on in…

I knew I had to act fast now or else I’d end up committing a grave sin… I pretended to be cheerful and got down. My keys were wid the bastard…

Me: Hey jus show my key da-its dark over here and it can light up da place-its radium u kno…

The guy hardly listened to wat I said-he was engrossed in other erotic thoughts I guess and as fast as I’d grabbed the glass of the darned thing, I plucked my keys and ran…

I could distinctly hear S’s voice calling after me as I ran…

S: Listen da, don’t run-v were jus kidding…

…But it was too late by then-I’d already turned on the ignition and was into the first gear. And wid his voice ringing in my ears, I fled.

Heaven knows wat else they had on mind. I, for sure, dint want to. This is 1 evening I’d never forget in my life I thought. I wondered how many ppl like them fell prey to such things endangering their own lives for such transient pleasures. I looked up the sky and prayed to the almighty that I’d never have to face such a predicament again anytime.

As I sped in my bike (realizing that I’d committed yet another crime-that of speeding) the chilly wind blew in my direction making me go numb. But then, I was completely draped, wasn’t I, in GUILT?...

I felt I’d crossed a line somewhere…a line of trust, a line of faith…

Now ppl, don’t get me wrong, the line aint one drawn by my parents or peers or anyone…its one which is entirely mine. I say this because I feel more than anything or anyone I’ll ever encounter in life, more than any paradigm of life I’ll have to follow in this arduous path, I sincerely believe My Principles are the ultimate centers of my life.

In the words of Sean Covey, whose theory I had completely embraced sometime in life, ”It takes faith to live by principles, especially wen u c ppl close to u get ahead in life by lying, cheating, indulging, manipulating, and serving only themselves…wat u don’t c, however, is that breaking principles always catches up in the end”…

And on that eventful day, I had broken one of my primary principles-that of faith to my inner voice. I needn’t say how bad I felt…

And again, plz don’t get me wrong, I have nothing against ppl who booze, fag or womanize. It was my decision sometime back that I wouldn’t indulge in any of these. My only regret was about having to desert, albeit for a fraction of a minute, my most valued possessions-my principles…Never in my life again would I able to fill that void or answer my conscience…I have to carry that agonizing feeling to my grave…and that’s precisely the reason for my active lachrymal glands now…

P.S.-ppl, Maybe all these melancholic musings seem much ado about nothing to u and I wont b surprised if my comments section is filled wid queries like “wats the big deal?”, “wat r u tryin 2 prove?” …But all I can say is, Someday u too will have a set of principles and wen u break them, U’ll completely empathize with me…

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

A kick on the butt for the inventor of tags!!!
I hate sayin these to any1 but since the person who askd for it is the sole inspiration for me to write blogs,i decided not to deny her 1...so here v go...

I.7 things i want to do before i die:
1) Prove Einstein’s theory of relativity wrong
2) Fly a MiG 21 over the Atlantic Ocean
3) Get to the bottom of the mystery of Bermuda Triangle
4) Find out y Marilyn Monroe died in her sleep
5) Ensure that every child on mother earth is provided wid de gift of primary education
6) Become a cybernetic robot wid a chip implanted in my grey matter!!
7) Understand myself (which I guess wud b the tuffest in the list-lol!!)

II. 7 things i can do:
1) Eulogize the fairer sex (in an attempt to woo them o’corse)
2) Nag my mom till she’s on the verge of throwin xpletives (which she doesn’t-so makes it all de more easier)
3) Wake up all night and watch mTv(and keep my eyes perpetually glued to Ramona’s face)
4) Read gone with the wind at any time of the nychthemeron and not get bored
5) Act completely crazy and throw tantrums at evry1 wenever I feel lik!!
6) completely immerse myself in music and sing with a real passion(pity the donkeys don’t understand)
7) Skim thro’ a dictionary for hours together…


III. 7 things i say the most:
1) For God’s sake…
2) Shut the f*** up(GFY,WTF and evrything that de 4 letter can b used wid)
3) O yea!
4) Nopes…
5) R u nuts??(Also-am I nuts?)
6) As in?
7) Lov u honey-v’ll go settle down in California(this I say to my most intimate male friends till they regret havin befriended me ever)


IV. 7 things i cant do:
1) Keep my cool durin xams
2) Tolerate nerds who boast abt their grades
3) Make up my mind abt anything till I do nothing abt that anything-:)
4) go to society parties(not that I get invited often)
5) resist frm pinching a kid on his/her cheeks
6) hurt any living creature intentionally…ever
7) abstain frm lookin at myself in de mirror aftr shavin till I get completely convinced that there’re no hair left...

V. 7 things that attract me to the opposite sex:
1) Attitude (that says a lot, aint it?)
2) The straight frm sleep look worn on their faces
3) Any gal whoz a tomboy gets my undivided attention towards her
4) Ponytails-I go lik WOW!!
5) Boldness to voice their opinions, be it on politics or be it on sex
6) Smile…now y dint I mention this first?
7) The way they cuddle kids (no double entendre implied)…

VI. 7 Celebrity crushes:
1) Emma Watson(Of Hermione Granger fame)
2) Kirsten Dunst(how I wish I were Spidey)
3) Katrina Kaif(cant keep my eyes off her)
4) Zeenat Aman(age no bar to her panache)
5) Sandra Bullock(I wanna hold her hands forever)
6) Maria Sharapova (she bangs!!)
7) Vivian Leigh(Of Scarlet O’Hara fame)

Whoa…took 3 whole hours for me to complete this.
For god’s sake Megz,no more tags…they suck and u kno this only too well…



Thursday, November 03, 2005


yo ppl...'m here wid my first post.wat follows is actually an essay i wrote in an interschool competition in my higher secondary...though i felt like oscar wilde aftr bein awarded the first place,now i know the language is quite immature and the style somwat monotonous-i stl treasure it a lot coz 1 fair lady (a post abt her will follow next) came upto me and said i've a real flair for writin...and those sugar-coated words r mayb the only reason y i'm postin this now...cheers
Can spring be far behind?


Voicing opinions-A student speaks from his parents’ shoes:-

The human species has travelled for years amidst hope and despair-with hope-a dime a dozen and despair in dozens-and still has got to travel miles before it sleeps. There have been instances of several thousands of people-history is rife with such examples-who could not call it a day since their despair overshadowed their hope and the very same history is rife with examples of people who have infact turned the tides strongly to their favour, solely by the virtue of the plethora of hope they had. The idea of hope is quite analogous to the idea of faith-and faith, as we know, can move mountains.

Even Mythology favours the idea of hope, or more precisely, people who were hopeful-Who can forget the Noble Noah –who, in times of despair never for once, let his hope down when ordinary mortals thought everything was over? He was rightly rewarded-the almighty built him an arc and helped him save himself from the ruthless floods-and the noble soul on his part, saved everyone else.

Another such instance of hope conquering everything is the life of Dhruva, a prince whose unhindered belief in god and hope infused in him by his mother not just led him to behold the almighty but pleased the lord to such an extent that a luminary in his name was eternally etched in the vast milky way.

… The homosapien in general acts like a habitual criminal by day and as realization dawns on him, he hastens to rectify before leaving his footprints behind. There are in particular, some fairly widespread abysmal habits, which less pronounced, the healthier, but would certainly leave behind, an irreparable scar and realization of which would enable one to give them up gradually-“To err is human”-an innate quality-so one cannot expect fast remedy, but can atleast perform a slow motion and eventually stop doing them before they exit.

Here is a conscious effort on my part to mention those vices to which probably none of us is foreign to-

1) Unclear definition of one’s mission-what one is trying to do. It must be borne in mind that one’s mission is an end, which we pursue through programs and ideas. An unclear definition of mission will not take us far. It will end up in frustration and dejection-a beginning to the world of drug abuse and other vices.

2) Unrealistic statement of goals-which would bring one to live in an illusory world where one could experience more of delusions and delirium and less of dignity and decency.

3) Undue and strong attachment to myopic vision-bringing in its wake a series of miseries and misgivings and taking a person far away from the attainment of a goal

4) Undesirable and unwanted temptations to which one falls prey to-a concomitant of not quite listening to one’s inner voice. Living in shame and guilt is akin to killing the living”.

5) Utter waste of time is criminal and unscrupulous waste of time is doubly criminal-history stands testimony to this.

One should remember that every wretched thing on this earth-be it death, despair or devastation gives birth to something novel and the chief thing that springs out of these miseries is something called “Hope”.

The world in the past has been flooded with wars, earthquakes, floods and droughts and the like. Giving it a little thought will make one wonder how the world has continued and not remained still despite these disasters.

Not allowing bad history to repeat itself is history by itself. So plan before you plunge and plunge in the right direction.

Remember-you too a parent someday!!! …So pleeeaaase make sure you don’t leave your not- so -worthy footprints behind. Nurture hope-SPRING CERTAINLY CANNOT BE FAR BEHIND…

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

On an arduous journey ahead
Hey ppl dis is my first step into the journey of blogging-hope my posts enthuse junta from all over the country...the first issue that wud probably strike u is mayb the choice of my username and the blog name...

Well,I aint anything angelic and i've got nothing to do wid the northamerican rodent-:)-the thing is i've a fascination for words beginning wid ch(queer,eh?)...and as of the name of the blog,I mus say I'm an adorer of Wordsworth and his works...the name of that botanical species is plagiarised,as most of u might be knowing,from his poem,"lines written in early spring"...thats abt it...ciao soon wid a lot more interestin issues...