Saturday, December 29, 2007

New year

Ok. It’s that time of the year again. The time for a new beginning and some beginning’s end. And no, I am not talking about the partying and the stuff. Sure. Go ahead. Party all you want. It’ll be over before you know it. Period. Party pooper? Me? Nah.

I happen to be talking about that thing. New year, new endeavor, new this, new that... you know. New. Or rather, the “so called new” Am sure that if you hit search on it, you’ll get a load of blogs.

You know that little promise you make to yourself before the dawn of the new year? And where you promise to keep that promise? Ah, I think you got what am talking about. Yes, new year resolutions. You made yours? Or rather, have you at least thought of making one? Huh? What? I can’t hear you. Oh wait. You did huh? No? You dint? Oh! Whatever.

You’re asking if I made one? I don’t know. I mean, I seem to be making “resolutions” all year long. Like yesterday, I resolved to clean my bookshelf every two days. I still haven’t done it yet. And the two days are almost up. What a great start there. I don’t keep them. Course there are some that I do keep. But that would be more like a necessity, you know? And to make one at the start of the year? You expect me to remember what I made? LOL!

Think about it. You keep making resolutions pretty much all day long. Don’t say no. You might be doing a Pinocchio, buddy.

You Probably Won't Keep Your New Year's Resolution

Something isn't quite right with the resolution you've selected. Maybe it's time for a different one?

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Pick yours!

Choose one among each of these.

· Joey Tribianni or Jack Reacher?

· Rogue or Storm?

· Purple or White?

· Inside or Outside?

· Sawyer or Nigel?

· Miss Marple or Agatha Christie?

· Pokemon or Digimon?

· Sunny or Windy?

· Writer or Viewer?

· Dance or Walk?

· Grey or Black?

· Sing or Read?

· Ana Lucia Cortez or Rachel Greene?

· Harlan Coben or History Channel?

· Sleep or Dream?

· Calvin or Hobbes?

· Classrooms or Desks?

· Rihanna or Paris Hilton?

· Watermelon or Cucumber?

· Hard or Brittle?

· Now or Later?

· Speaker or Microphone?

· Slim Shady or Van Halen?

· Line 26 or Column 23?

· Bold or Valiant?

· Rain or Thunder showers?

· 7 or 8?

· India or Bangalore?

· Member or Yellow?

· Truthful or Honest?

· You or I?

· Melody or Phoebe?










· Choices or Chances?

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

A eulogy... to a well organized mind.

JK Rowling taught her readers a lot of things. Or rather, she gave her readers a lot to think about. The Harry Potter series might have ended. But I am sure that no one’s gonna forget Harry and his experiences with his pals in next to no time. For one, two more movies are yet to come; for another, the magical world of Harry Potter won’t fade away easily. And who knows what else is in store for HP fans. Cartoons, more new games, a television series, a comic book (now that’s something!), a sequel, what-not!

Now before you read any further, let me make it very clear that the title of this blog entry refers, not to the author, but to one of the characters, namely, Albus Dumbledore. Albus Dumbledore is, by far, one of the most intriguing characters in fantasy fiction. Or at least that’s what I feel. Indeed, among all the characters in the HP series, Dumbledore’s is the one I’d love to play the part. I don’t think the movies have done any justice to his character. Or to any of the characters, mind.

Dumbledore was a man of words, and of hidden deeds. Deeds for ‘betterment’ (or should I say “for the greater good”? :P ). He thought a lot. About a lot of things.

A typical wise old man? Nah. Much more than that.

- An old man... if you’d call being over a hundred and fifty years old.

- An astute old man. Not to mention being an extremely perceptive one.

- An astute old man with an uncanny sense of humor. Yeah I know. I’ve seen that a lot of times in the books. Quite silly actually. But hey! Remember? A hundred and fifty?

- We know, from Albus Dumbledore's chocolate frog card that "Dumbledore is particularly famous for his defeat of the dark wizard Grindlewald in 1945, for the discovery of the twelve uses of dragon's blood and his work on alchemy with his partner Nicolas Flamel."

So wow! A brainy one! Ok. That was pretty lame. But then, I guess you know what I am
talking about.

- In the first book, Professor McGonagall has a conversation with Dumbledore in which she points out that he knows all of the Dark Magic, but that she believes he chooses not to use any of it. So, just cause he dint use any of the, presumably, powerful, dark curses and all the stuff, it does NOT mean that he did not have any knowledge about it. In other words, if he didn't use a spell then, then that means he would NEVER use it. No... It doesn’t necessarily mean that, dude.

Ah... nobility. Yes. Dumbledore was indeed a noble person.

- Dumbledore was the one that brought Voldy into the wizarding world, and he was one of the people that taught him. Hence Tom Riddle had it fixed in his mind that Dumbledore was superior to him. Hence, when he actually managed to surpass Dumbledore in skill and power... Nopes. Voldy never really did ‘surpass’ Dumbledore in “skill and power”. But yeah, Dumbledore was indeed superior to Voldy in many ways. Dumbledore was a very skilled wizard. There was no one as powerful, as potent, as awe-inspiring as him, before him, and am sure that there won’t be any after him either.

Anyway, Dumbledore was a brilliant character to be introduced to the readers by JKR. And really, I am quite out of words to er... express my views on this. But I guess that you get my drift. All in praise of Dumbledore!!!

Monday, November 5, 2007


‘Cause it's a bitter sweet symphony this life...

Trying to make ends meet, you're a slave to the money then you die.
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down...
You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet, yeah.

No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,
But I'm here in my mold, I am here in my mold.
But I'm a million different people from one day to the next...
I can't change my mold, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- The Verve

Love that song... Though I don’t quite agree with the lyrics.

Change... Is that a variable or a constant? (My math lecturer asked us this question in class, and ‘me’ answered right! :P :D )

The artist sings out that he “can’t change”. Though he might portray himself as different people everyday, his ‘mold’ ie., his style, cast, form or whatever you call it, remains the same.
My good friend calls it ‘nature’ :P :D. He’d agree with the song, I guess. Agree that you can’t change a person... a person’s nature, to be precise.

What ‘bout you though? Hmm?

I disagree. Change is a constant. Invariable. Inevitable in some cases, depending upon the situations. Change is NOT to be confused with ‘adapt’ . The two are different. You adapt to the surroundings, the people, etc. But you change yourself, your ways, for YOUR betterment.

Your imperfections are constantly being pointed out by others... forever. That is when you find the need to change. Sometimes, you recognise the flaws yourself, though this happens rarely. Think about it. You are constantly changing your ways, your views. It’s either just too easy, or too difficult to change. J It always is like that.

You tend to change the way you put forth your thoughts, the way you carry yourself, the way you speak , wait, make that ‘you tend to speak more politely’, you change the way you depict yourself in front of others... Sometimes, the change isn’t triggered by anything in particular... or anyone for that matter. It just happens. Only when someone points out that change in you do you realise it’ presence.

Anyway, my point is that you keep changing... no matter what. Your ‘mold’ aint a ‘default setting’, buddy. :D

PS – As to the first two lines of the song, I am liable to agree. :D :P





I was going through my blog, and saw that I’ve had certain... er... eccentric thoughts. Specifically, I am talking about the blog entry titled ‘Life’.
I mean, back then, I seem to have been searching for the purpose of my being here on this planet. As I re-read through it, I answered myself, “Purpose? Hell with it! I just want to live! Don’t ask me silly questions!” That’s how I spoke out loud. I don’t really know what the heck I am doing here, I agree, but then again, I guess I just want to make the best use of it!!! (Who wouldn’t?!) I mean, I could snuff it the next moment (read my previous blog entries, the one in which I talk about me being jittery). My future seems to be so...well...‘undecided’! But before I DO snuff it, I just want to be happy. Enjoy. Have fun. You know.

I read this novel ‘Abduction’, by a pretty well known author the other day. And to be frank, I was dumbfounded. The story spoke about two generations of human race. We, apparently, belong to the second generation. LOL! Trust me, it was a laugh!
Quite a good book.

I preferred ‘The last juror’ though.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007


Tell me this... who is that one special person whom who trust??? As in, complete conviction... It is to be noted that the answer to that question should be other than the obvious, explicitly speaking, your family members. And of course, the immortal.

If you did give an answer, then, my reaction would be ‘Huh? Really?’ If you dint, then I’d say, ‘Now you’re talking!’ (Yeah... sounds pretty weird, I know. But then again, very few things, and people for that matter, AREN’T weird...). Think that this blog entry seems to be a lil’ tacky? Well, if you do think so, ‘Your hitch it is, dud...not mine!!!’

I, for one, find it very hard to trust people. Let alone my friends! You just CAN’T trust any one. Unless you want to be conned, that is. I do admit that I’ve got little experience... of the ways of life. But then again, I can have my say, can’t I? The fact remains that people change. They change their ways of life, their attitude towards life and yes, their traits too! :D (Now that is seen often, you must agree.)

Like, you wear a new T and your close friend says, “Wow! It looks great on you!” (Not, ‘you look good in it’, mind). The next time you wear the same T, you get, “Eww! What a color! Take it off!” Leaves you enthralled, right? Or the time when you thought that your pal’s favorite band was Van Halen and the next day he tells you that its only hip-hop he listens to. (Let me tell you, there ARE such people out there... whats that word? ‘Posers’... right)Or better still (I ought to be using the word ‘worse’ here), you tell your inmost secret (yeah, go on, smirk) to your friend, and find that it comes back to you, customized, as someone else’s story, through the same friend in whom you confided in!

Perplexed would be an understatement here.

Waiting... I hate doing that. Oh! Yes I do. Very much, in fact. For someone who is punctual, I reckon it’s a challenge to wait. Wait on anything... or anyone. You stand near the local shop (or the canteen... J :D :P ), for hours together, only to realise that your friend isn’t gonna turn up at all. And yes, you in, yes, STAND... only to find its you who has been stood up against. (Am I confusing you here?) Or the time when your friend dint answer your calls, ( a hundred calls, mind), and she finally calls you back at the end of the day, saying that she was slumbering away, while you were worried sick. Or the time when your pal says that there are ‘rules’ to be followed and you later get to know that the rules incorporated a jaunt to the mall, sans you. Arrgh!

They say that change is for good... When you apply that to yourself, ‘course it is! But to others??? Don’t ask...!!!

The moral? Never trust anyone’s judgment. Better believe your own intuition.

You wouldn't want to end up like a broken glass.


I was mulling over the fact that I’ve never had a near death experience... not in MY short life (as of till now that is)...

I was watching the “Most Amazing Moments” show on Nat Geo today. Daunting videos... awe-inspiring ones...
It’s not like that that was the first time I saw such a video. I’ve seen many of ‘em. But today, it was different... Different in a way that I just don’t seem to be able to explain. (I’ve been pausing after every few words, not being able to put down what I really think and feel, in a coherent manner). But what the heck! I’ll try to convey my feral thoughts through the following words.

The first video was of a guy skiing down a snow clad mountain. He is shown/seen right at the top of the mountain, turning right (his right) and just about to ski down. His ski gets caught in a hole. He tumbles and topples... serrated rocks and stone in his way... he falls down dangerously all the way to the bottom... scary that. Miraculously, he survives the plummeting fall... or should I use the word fortunately...

The second one was about a teenager of 19 years, clinging to dear life on a notched rock, waist deep in strong currents of river water, whose temperature is just above zero. He had broken his pelvic bone in two places, losing all corporal senses below his waist. Worse, just a few yards from him is a waterfall... the white waters gushing down forcefully.

Well, it’s been a month since I wrote the above sentences...

But yeah, I still feel the same, you know. Those scenarios ARE scary... mind-blowing... whatever you call it.

There was also this incident shown in Discovery channel, on “Million to one” (great show that is)... This lady gets up in the morning, walks down the few steps from her room to the bathroom, with a toothbrush in her mouth. She slips on the stairs and BOOM! The tooth brush is pushed deep down her throat by the impact of the fall and blocks her windpipe. Guess you know what happened next.

People have dropped down dead whilst going about their daily routine!

What the heck! Hypothetically speaking, I guess you better have, as Mad-Eye put it, ‘constant vigilance’!

I mean, I could get snuffed tomorrow! Or worse still (IS it worse?), the very next minute. Its not got to do with the ‘age factor’ you know. And death might conquer me (or is it the other way round?) in a very small, not-much-hyped-about kinda way...
Hell! I travel by my bike everyday, snaking my way amongst ‘bulky’ buses, speeding dingbats, rickety-rickshaws and not to mention the ubiquitous pedestrians! And I feel jittery! Sheesh! L X(

I guess this brings me back to the same question again... What IS the rationale of life?
Huh? Tell me?!

Friday, August 17, 2007


Life seems to be great!

To me at least! :) :) :)

Friday, August 10, 2007

:) :D :)

Yes.. am bored..

Someone ever called you studious? Class topper? when you ARENT??

Yes, I've been called that.. :P

Ever heard the album " The elements - water" ? Composed by Shiva Kumar Sharma?

If not, do hear it.. its good.. its an instrumental one.

Sunday, August 5, 2007


I’ve always loved the color purple. Right from my school days.

We had four houses in school,
St.Josephs – Purple
St.Marys – Blue
St.Savios – Yellow
St.Gorettis – Red

I was in the St.Joseph’s group... the purple group in my school. Those days it was just an obsession of group colors. Since 1st, all the way through my 10th, I was in the same house.

But as I entered high school, the fixation of the color being just a faction color faded. I started relating to the color purple in more ways. I explored the different hues of the color. Dark, deep shades of purple I loved. Dark purple fascinated me... it does even now. Light shades seemed a kind of weakness to me... a dependency... whereas deep purple, the darker hues felt supreme. I came across more info about the color purple a few years ago... I type them out here in the next few lines...

Royalty and Spirituality: Purple is royalty. A mysterious color, purple is associated with both nobility and spirituality. The opposites of hot red and cool blue combine to create this intriguing color.
Nature of Purple: Purple has a special, almost sacred place in nature: lavender, orchid, lilac, and violet flowers are often delicate and considered precious. Because purple is derived from the mixing of a strong warm and strong cool color it has both warm and cool properties. A purple room can boost a child's imagination or an artist's creativity. Too much purple, like blue, could result in moodiness.
Deep or bright purples suggest riches while lighter purples are more romantic and delicate. Use redder purples for a warmer color scheme or the bluer purples to cool down.

On taking an online test on which shade of purple I am, I got the result stating that “Iris or dark purple” was mine. Also, I got this “You are Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling, and Perceiving.”

Introvert yes, I am (in real life). The same goes for being a shrewd and a sensitive person.

So, in short, I LOVE PURPLE!!!

While we're on the subject, being an Aquarian, my birthstone happens to amethyst..