Epitaph

Born on 5th May 2007
Dead on 20th November 2008

"Solomon Grundy Born on Monday,
Cradled on Tuesday,
Crashed on Wednesday,
Injured on Thursday,
Bandaged on Friday,
Died on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday,
This is the end of Solomon Grundy
who lived for a week" .

Rest in Peace.

PS:Author doesn't Believe in Life after Death or in reincarnation :)

Ava Enna Enna

Frnd1 : Machan,What happened to your aS da,rombah naala no sound.Avalukku America mapillai parthitaangala veetla ??

AK: {Silence}

Frnd1 : Enna da,silencer effect a..inga dhan aval illaye ??Apporum yena ??Pesu da ..

AK:illa da..15 days leave pottrinda da ofice ku..She like never takes leave u know ?So i was a little scared.

Frnd1:Adra..Adra..Naan sonnadhu dhaane..Enaku appovae teriyum da..Aval ellam hi-level da...Int-FI da aval (International Figure),more over she hated the sight of you and thought you were a useless jerk.So enna Ariv ,anna solli invitation koduthala unakku ??

AK:Sort of.I am still not sure da.I overheard her talking to her frnd that her marriage was being discussed and there are foreign mapillais in that .Inda NRI Brahmin pasanga tolla taangala da :(

Frnd1::Sooper abbu..Ana onnu da ariv,nee just jollu dhan vitturikka,so please dont claim this as a love failure and grow beard.

AK:Dei,appadi solladhe..Mine is deiviga kaadhal da...

Frnd1 ::Adangu da..unna mudalayae parka sahikaadhu,ippo dhaadi oda asal pichakaaran madiri irukke..Avala paar [she is entering the cafe at the far end],chumma kashmir apple madiri irukku.Mudala Dhaadi edu da machan..

AK:Illa da,aval en kitta vandu pesara vare,Dhaadi eduka mattean

Frnd:Thoo.Idhu ellam oru sabatham ada.Taangala...Ana onnu machan,idhu oru nalla chance,you can use this opportunity to try a devdas in your life for some time.Namma Vaarnam Ayi"rum" song irukku illa "Aval Enna Enna " adhey full sound la pottu..oru total love failure episode edukalam da .enna sollare.appadiya inda weekend Beer nee sponsor pannu..Un love failure a celebrate pannidalam

AK : Vena da..Kaduppu ethadhe...Apporum edavadu soliduvaen

[Meanwhile,aS enters cafe,gives a half look at AK as usual and goes away with her adi-aal Best Frnd,Adhu dhaan inda Good looking gals koda irukara not-so-good-looking best frnd :) ]


AK keeps staring at the place where she stood ..

[Background la .."Aval Enna enna,thedi vanda anjalae"...Harris Jeyraj Music La]


PS ::The author of this blog is in a Gajabuja gujjals mood..and is in totally love with the above mentioned song :)

Hey,How are you ?

Hey,Hru,whats happening in life ??

Does that sound like a harmless question we ask and answer a hundred times a day in this impersonal virtual world? What would happen if some one took this question seriously and answered from the deep abyss of his heart.Well,Sample this::

CONFUSED::I am totally confused ,whether I must go for higher studies or continue in my present job for 2-3 years or if I should switch jobs.I really don't know what i should become in 5 years from now.I wonder how one choose his career in the most economically and emotionally gratifying way possible.I sometimes feel like running away from myself.

CURSED::I think ,I have/had a thing for her.The more I hated the sight of her,the more I actually loved her.May be it was just infatuation or may be it was the real thing.I should have given you a chance.May be it was her nose or her gait or her firm feminist ideals.You rubbed me the wrong way the few times that we spoke and then I didn't realize how special you really were.I didn't know that the friction which existed between us was the spark of love.I am cursing myself that i let her go away from my life without as much as letting her know,that she was special to me.Now,she is getting married or probably has already got married by this time.Damn my luck.I feel like a loser.I will certainly name my daughter after you.If it is a boy,I will name him after your husband.At the end of the day, he is a winner in some ways :)

Next time i meet you or talk to you or even chat to you online,I promise i will unashamedly confess the above to you.Miss you,You are someone's Missus now.You have been the first real girl i have met,who challenged me to hate you and I have lost the challenge.Worse,I have lost you and a part of myself to a fellow SW engineer in a foreign land.DAMN me and DAMN him and DAMN everything.

IDEALISTIC: I believe there is no god,but i think there is faith.Contradictory!!How i wish that I could take all my insecurities and fear and burn it with a camphor in front of a designer sculpted idol in a place of peace and worship.I can't do it but i'd love to do it.I don't want to be rational and inquisitive.I only want to be happy.

SAD: I feel very sad,that i am surrounded by shallow ,un-intelligent and incompetent people.NO That is not true.I feel sad because I see facets of myself in my surrounding and it is that dirtiness that freaks me out.I hate my work.I like idleness but who is going to pay me for that.I hate my Boss,his boss or anyone remotely associated with the ugly "B" word in their official role.

HYPOCRITE: I feel i am all air and no action.I have the loftiest of thoughts but rarely put them into practice.Did you know ,I want to work for an NGO or an orphanage and want to donate blood regularly.I want to contribute to my community and make people happy.I want to be a trusted and liked person .But my weekends are all spent in booze,sleep and sleaze on television.

NOSTALGIC: I miss my college days.The carefree days of ogling,punishments, suspensions and lab experiments.The movies,the music.I miss my parents.I hate talking to them on phone.Each time,i go home,I feel they are getting older and helpless by the day.I can't do any thing now.My career.My Life.I am just too Selfish.Oh,is my little sister grown up now.She talks on phone for hours now.I want to punch that flirt who is giggling with my sister.So is it time for her wedding bells? Am I now supposed to play the responsible elder brother.

My friends,well all of us have moved on.Some more successful than others.Some Less.But none of us have time for each other now.On the rare occasion that we meet,We can no longer tolerate each other's company.What ever happened to the ever lasting bond that blossomed on the streets playing cricket and breaking windows.


Instead of all this,we say..
All's Well(meaningless) and ask ,"so hru,what is happening with you ?" (totally Meaningless)

first Smile

The time was 7:30 PM.That time of the day,when we look at things but cannot really observe them.I saw her at a distance.She was as usual loitering around my house.I always wondered why she chooses my home.Something there..Aahh..That...!!!


I was always scared to look at her eyes.Infact,I have never tried it at all.I often walk past her,with just a fleeting glance.That much for our relationship status.But today was different because today is today.I was about 20 feet from my house,my eyes wandering to catch a glimpse of her.Then, she was there,right in front of me walking towards me.She usually roams around with one friend of hers.For the record,I hate her friend,infact i have a strong repulsion towards her.Oh..I am digressing.

Today she was alone.Only me and her on the road.Just 10 feet between us.Walking towards each other.I quickly made a calculation with our relative speeds.I wanted to look her in the eye today for atleast half a second,So i had to time my smile and "look" to make a favourable impression on her.I was feeling brave,really brave.Perfect timing was the key.My glance should be long enough to show care ,short enough not to make it a rude invasion on her privacy.Oh!! This is complicated.I was quickly getting my maths right on this one.The distance was only about 3 feet now.

We walked towards each other.No Background duets sounding for us.Then the magic,she walked right past me,inches...No,Centimetres away from me.She looked at me with what i now think was a smile.she looked right into my eyes.I was excited and scared all at the same time.Why was i afraid to look her in the eye.Well,all my calculations went out of my mind.That 1/100 th of a second,we eye-locked each other.It wasn't exactly poetic eternal bliss,but it was a new experience.

She walked past me ,went 15 feet away and let out a loud bark.Thank god,I was safely in my room by then.

But our relationship has changed forever.One dark tuesday evening has rewritten it.

Life !!!!

There are Unlucky horses which keep running inspite of the finish line being changed constantly in the race

There are lucky donkeys which remain donkeys for rest of their life despite the dirty 'L' word

There are ambition-less mules which don't give a damn about the race,the finish line or the luck,or lack of it .

End of Life .. err of End of Post :)

My past life !!!!

Your past life diagnosis:
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I don't know how you feel about it, but you were female in your last earthly incarnation.You were born somewhere in the territory of modern Central India around the year 875. Your profession was that of a philosopher and thinker.
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Your brief psychological profile in your past life:
Timid, constrained, quiet person. You had creative talents, which waited until this life to be liberated. Sometimes your environment considered you strange.
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The lesson that your last past life brought to your present incarnation:
Your main task is to make the world more beautiful. Physical and spiritual deserts are just waiting for your touch. Keep smiling!
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Insanely Funny.....

http://www.thebigview.com/pastlife/

All it asks for is the date of birth.That means everyone born on dec21 ,1985 will get this.No don't smile...Just laugh out loud :D

Fashion

Fashion, what does that mean to you? Designer clothes and Gucci perfume or your favourite black T-shirt. As Oscar Wilde, put it, “Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months”. Maybe he is right .Maybe he is not.

Like any practice of the human race, fashion can also give valuable insight into the socio-economic condition of a particular period. Starting with the cave man with dresses made of figs and leaves, covering just the vitals to the ultra modern man shopping in trendy malls; fashion, much like civilization has come a long way indeed.

Who decides what is hot? It is much like democracy, where everybody has a view but nobody has a final say. The majority, which consists of a number of individuals, drive all individuals to what they term as fashion. Sounding as absurd as it does, ambiguity and change are the two eyes of fashion.

Geographically, fashion is a mirror to the history and culture of a place. What is in vogue at a particular Fiji Isles can be a ridiculously funny attire to wear in the remotest corner of Egypt. The loose fitting dhoti from India would be a bad choice for a dress in the cold interiors of Canada, strictly because of reasons driven by common sense. Logical reasoning, in this case, weather; does drive the human dressing sense to a great extent. But then again, creativity can exhibit itself in the most bizarre circumstances, so a plain white dhoti can at times be a coloured, checkered dhoti. This is Fashion.

The umbrella that once held the tag of femininity in ancient Britain before men started to see the benefit of using them instead of their coats to cover their heads is a classic example of an item which in course of time ,transformed itself from being a womanly fashion accessory to a utility tool across genders.

Time or age is yet another important thing which decides fashion. A look at the old bell-bottomed pants can make today’s teenager wonder how women fell for the charm of a hero who wore such clothes. Actors and singers have always been cultural icons, imitating the likes of Elvis Presley or Michael Jackson has always been an expression of fashion. Hairstyle, clothing, accessories like watches, wrist-bands and even moustache are all expressions of fashion. Clean-shaven heroes rule the roost in the west, whereas in most parts of India, moustache is still considered a symbol of masculinity. But it still is a puzzle as to how these ideas came to be. One certain thing however is that in course of time, this too shall pass because fashion does what fashion does best- change.

Fashion is a means of self-expression that allows people to try on many roles in life. It's a way of celebrating the diversity and variety of the world in which we live. Fashion is about change which is necessary to keep life interesting. Value of the sum of the parts of an entity is always greater than the value of the entity in entirety. This holds good for fashion as much as it does to any thing else. Fashion is more than just the shirt one wears, the watch he/she possess or the model of mobile phone one uses. Fashion is an unspoken yet loud language which tells a story about the person who presents himself as how he chooses to. Fashion describes mood, attitude and to an extent outlook on life too. So what is your fashion statement?