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Ode to the Nice Guys

2010-04-08T14:44:00.000-07:00

Came across a post which i thoroughly enjoyed and thought i should save it somewhere. So where else other than my blog.

Ode to the Nice Guys

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.

This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.

The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.

So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.

source: http://www.stwing.upenn.edu/~jenf/writing/rant04.html

Close Closer Closest!

2009-10-03T07:52:00.000-07:00

We start our story on a really bright sunny day. Five boys Qasim, Esakiraja(in short "Esaki"), Jaikishan(Jaiki), Sabapathy(in short "Saba") and Rafiq start to school in the morning. They were a gang of five, aged around 10-11 and obviously the most gifted ones in the class filling the last bench. They always roam together and if not all of them you can spot most of these boys together. The story is set in the most happening place in Chennai - T.Nagar and luckily the School had a play ground. It cant be termed "Awesome" but it was good enough for a play ground. 5th hr every day was P.T. hr and these boys just love this time. They always form a huge group of boys and play "hand cricket". This is a version of cricket where you use your fist instead of the bat. This is bcoz schools generally dont provide bats to save all the glasses within the school compound and also the residential houses surrounding it.

So coming to our guys, two captains select the teams and finally Jaiki, Esaki, Rafiq end up in one team and Saba, Qasim end up in the other. Qasim is a pro in batting and he opens the batting for his team. The game goes normally and everyone is engaged until the moment when Qasim lifts a ball for six in the square leg direction. It ends up in the terrace above the biology lab and the ball can be considered lost as there is no way you can get to the terrace. But still some guys start in pursuit of the ball hoping it might have fallen the other side or the ever-irritated watchman gives them the keys to the terrace. Since Qasim is the one who hit the ball it is customary that he be a part of the team that goes out to search for the ball. This is a kind of "Endha naaye ball adichudho andha naayae poi eduthuttu vara sollu". So a team of four boys go to get the ball meanwhile the others catch a place under the trees to sit down and wait. Some quench their thirst with normal water(in transparent bottles) and some drink cold water (in Cool Kegs). Bringing a Cool Keg to School was a prestigious issue those days and people use to even bet on who's Keg is better by testing the water when they are on the way back home. They start chatting around and suddenly Vishwa, one of the boys in the group starts a convo with Saba

Vishwa: "Dei Saba un Close Friends yaaru da?"
Saba: "Umm...Rafiq, Jaiki, Mani...vera"
Saba: "Hmm..vera yaaru? Bharath and Esaki da..."
Vishwa: "Dei Karthik unnoda close friends yaaru da?"

Vishwa is the usual Naradhar as he goes around asking silly questions(poattu vaangaradhu) and creates a chaos in the group. Now Qasim is back from the ball hunt empty handed. As soon as he reaches he gets to know about whats happening around and joins the party. Vishwa continues his endless endeavour of asking questions and finally reaches Qasim. Now Naradhar starts his job...

Vishwa: "Dei...Ellarum avanga Close friends sollitaanga...nee sollu..."
Qasim: "Vera yaara solla poraen...Rafiq, Jaiki, Saba and Esaki da..."
Vishwa: "Hmm...avalo dhana?...Nee enna da Saba Close Friend nu solraa...Avanoda list la un per a sollavae illiye...he he"

Vishwa's job is now done to perfection and Qasim's face turns red. He is disappointed at being let down by someone whom he considers as Close Friend. He leaves the place...

Saba: "Dei Qasim illa da...marandhu...poi..."
Qasim: "Dei Saba poda...ippolerndhu naan un pechu doo!"
Saba: "Dei Qasim nillu da...dei solradha kelu da..."

Now Saba chases down Qasim and tries to calm him but of no use. Then they get back to their class. Now Qasim waits for everyone else to sit and chooses a place that is far from Saba. Timely glares and unusual sound of the pencil box being closed angrily reflected the mood of the scene. During the first break Esaki suggested the often played "pencil fighting" but Qasim refused to participate if Saba did and they dropped the idea. Then they formed groups to two to play "hollywood" and Qasim was left out. The situation stayed the same and as soon as the bell rung Qasim hurried with his bags to leave. Saba now tried to catch him and make up for it...

Saba: "Dei Qasim sorry da...plzz da...sorry da..."
Qasim: "Un sorry a neeye vechukko..."
Saba: "Dei naan enna seiyyanum nu sollu...plzz da"
Saba: "Seri rendu munch...?...illa Mansukhs la treat panraen...?Dei edhavadhu solllitu po da..."
Qasim: "Dei poda...naan dhan sollitaen la un pechu doo nu...po un close friends oda po..."
Saba: "Dei naan serious aa onnu solraen kekkriya?...plzz da....nee ennoda pesalai naalum parava illa...idha mattum kettutu po..."
Qasim: "Enna?"
Saba: "Unna andha list la sekkadhadhukku oru reason irukku..."
Qasim: "Enna reason?"
Saba: "Dei avanga laam ennoda Close friends dhan da...but nee dhan da ennoda Closest!! friend."
Qasim: "Dei apdiya da..."

Now Qasim and Saba are back to normality or in other terms Qasim would have said "naan inimae unnoda pazham!"...And they walk together to their homes...Next day...

Esaki: "Dei epdi da Qasim oda serndha? rendu perum apdi sanda poteenga?"
Saba: "Dei avan dhan ennoda Closest friend nu sonnen da..."
Esaki: "Appo naan?"

Saba is in a problem again but still he manages a way out of it...

Saba: "Nee ennoda Best Friend da..."

What!! He coins a term for everyone. Now this was the intention of my post we might have done this at some point of time in our life but we dont do it anymore. Why? Why? I dunno. What we did when we were 10 might be meaningless but it might be meaningful now. I dont think anyone actually sits down and lists his friends once you grow up. We now think of it as silly or immature but i think this is very important that everyone does this. We dont have to actually list a priority order or something but atleast make a list of your friends and see how big it is and also like how soon you start trusting people and add them into your list. We dont have to reveal the list to everyone but just have a list to see how it changes from time to time. See how it changed over time, who mattered sometime back and who matters now and whom you have lost and whom you have gained, does everyone in the list knows what you are upto right now?. Goes back to the very basic term to maintain your friends and keeping in the touch. Now a days even thickest of pals in college are like Hi-Bye types whenever they meet in some mall or accidentally get next to each other in a traffic signal.

This might be useful sometime down the line when you meet one of the guys in your gang over a cup of coffee and both of you wonder "Dei namma gang la andha gunda oruthan iruppanae da...?mudi kooda curly aa...konjam sotta...dei veriththanama ellarayum kalaaipaanae da....? cha...avan per kooda marandhuduchu da...enna pannittu irukkano...?yevan uyira vaangittu irukkano?"

Suddenly i have started feeling that a lot of people around me have changed or rather i have been having a misconception about them or it could be a timely thing...people suddenly turn introverted, maintain secrets which you get to know from someone else...people dont consider you an important part of their life anymore...Nobody likes to be the last person to know everything, even Phoebe doesn't...i am not talking about a single instance but have come across this many a times in the recent past...when you get to know that they dont talk to you anymore the way they used to before then you get a bit disappointed...you dont reject them totally but you start feeling insecure...or left out...but the beauty of nature lies here...same as the convo between Saba and Qasim...you are certainly going to be angry at the other person but as soon as Saba comes down and puts his arms around Qasim's shoulders and talks to him everything is back to normal...

People now-a-days leave it to "paatha pesikkalam...ketta sollikalam..." but to me i want to atleast make sure that when something important happens you communicate it...be it a mail...be it a call...its never late...Ofcourse i am not saying that you should tell everything about you to everyone you meet but as i said sit down and prepare a list of people whom you think who really care about you and who would be there for you and keep it to yourself. Keep track of it and ofcourse people in it. It really matters and it really helps. Either make sure you maintain a list and call up everyone on their bdays(I dont do this as i am really bad at remembering bdays) or else have a day once in a while where you call in a set of people and talk to them or catch up with them no matter where they are and what they do. I am not following whatever i have said above but atleast i am planning to take steps towards this.

Ofcourse, there are people of the types fuck 'em all!! I dont give a damn!! What the fuck!! go to hell!! Who cares!! types and they wouldnt even consider reading down this post...or thinking about it...but i do bcoz i had to waste/pass my time and also your's(the readers) until i get sleepy.

These small reciprocations and expectations do matter in life if you look at it in the larger scale.

P.S: @mani - "I am Back!!"

The taxonomy doo!(to break) and pazham!(to fix) a friendship...i dunno the etymology or the reason why they are used but every one knows it...i dunno why this hasnt yet made it into the Madras Bashai page in wikipedia...

I wanted to try my hand at writing a story...so this post. I wanted to see how a story sounds if it has names you really cant map to and thats why i chose these names which i think are
random enough. Also to me they did not fit for 10 yr old boys but still tried it.

When looking for names these were extremely hard to omit - Joseph, John, Arokyaraj, Paulraj, Ram, Shyam, Ramesh, Karthik ,Bharath, Mani and Ganesh.

EsakiRaja - this is the name of one of my friends...I dunno his whereabouts right now but his actual name was "Esaikku Raja" which later became "EsakiRaja" and then "Esaki".

Ofcourse the story is placed in my school Shrine Vailankanni Senior Secondary School in T Nagar for those who dont know that i studied till 10th in a school diff from Ahobila Mutt and also for those who pretend not knowing this or to those who dont want to know :P.

How more long more??

2009-08-25T17:11:00.000-07:00

Yet another attempt at something and yet another failure. "How long is this going to continue??"

2009 has by far been the most uneventful and unsuccessful year for me and i think it is going to continue that way for some more time. Almost 8 months have passed in this year and i havent done anythin thats worth a mention. I am at a state and position worser than where i was an year ago. And there is nothing clear about how things will shape up from now.

Just Reminded me so much of ponting's recent words "When we were bad we were very bad and when we were good we were just good enough". Time is driving me insane, now i have got to pick myself up again and continue.

So Called Lyrics

2009-02-11T11:33:00.000-08:00

mmm...Enna nu solla Yedhu nu solla?...but i know many people would like this post...Harris Jayaraj nu oru music director tamil la potta sila songs lerndhu bittu lyrics a paarunga...If you are not able to read through the lyrics...please listen to the song...

1) Song - Uyirin Uyire / Movie - Khakha Khakha

Omaga siya vaagiyala vaagiyala...cheena vevasaaya...

2) Song - Ayyayo Pudichirukku / Movie - Saami

Papaliya siva miya liya...

3) Song - Thirunelveli Alwa da / Movie - Saami

aluvakolamo omayo sile sile saami...

4) Song - Mudhal Mazhai / Movie - Bheema

Megu megu megu magi lahi mooo....

5) Song - Yen Kannodu / Movie - Arindhum Ariyamalum

amoebia yoogo yeshanaethan...alasha yoogo vashanaethan

6) Song - Thotta power da / Movie - Thotti Jaya

Samba samba lae sumba lae samba samba lae...

7) Song - Oru Nadhi / Movie - Samurai

Asumba ola ilae ayubaa...Asumba ola ilae ayubaa...

It was hard to frame words from these songs...but i have given my best shot at it...i was murmuring a few of these awesome lyrics today and thought why not blog it?...if you people have any corrections or any slightest clue as to what language they are derived from and meaning if any...please let me know if i have missed any song here...Untill then let Harris Jayaraj continue his musical Journey...

Siri Ram Sena

2009-02-07T12:18:00.000-08:00

What should i say??...in the past few week these guys have just been a disgrace to the whole Hindu community...using the name of "Ram" for their motives whatever that may be...

First of all I condemn the attacks in Mangalore...pub is just a place where the richie riches find a way to drain their heavy wallets now and then...get drunk forget themselves and do whatever they want...due to their high social status these people dont have any of the problems that a common man has to worry about...most of these people arent blessed with a good social environment around them...they move only with similar richie richs...so if you look at them...they dont have any worries...no real commitments to keep up....nothing to lose...nothing at stake and finally without any of these no life...so they seek a life at these places like pubs, parties and disco...we dont have to worry about what these people are upto as much as how these guys are careless on the rest of the world which has so much worries and pains...so how does it affect the Country or the indian culture?? Strange questions which even god might not know answer to...

Then i went through an article in Hindu on their plans to spoil Feb 14...i went LMAO or ROFL or watever that is...tats why i titled this post as "Siri"(laugh) Ram Sena...every now and then fanatic groups like these or the Raj Thackarey kinds come up to keep the indian crowd entertained...

I hope no more such groups like these are formed...

For Ex:

Sri Krishna Sena - which preaches people to marry two times or even worse could be this

Sri Dashrath Sena - which allows people to have less than or equal to 10000 marriages...(not sure...correct me if i am wrong here...i remember some guy in Hindu Mythology referred to often as having 10000+ wives)

Even these are also gods part of the same culture which they might look up for any of ther future endeavours to attract false publicity...

These people hugely remind of the character played by Atul Kulkarni in the movie "Hey Ram" going around brainwashing young minds like the character played by Kamal...i feel bad for all those guys who are behind such worthless groups...and well soon might find their way behind bars...

Two more questions that come up to my mind at this point

1) They want to ban Valentines Day because we shouldnt confine showing love only on this day but should be done throughout the year (thats really not the reason, its just that its been borrowed from the West)...Then my question is why celebrate Rama Navami...? Shouldnt Ram be celebrated the same way throughout the year...

2) The ideal Ram Sena should be ones who should be preaching good things and retort when something bad is said about their belief. When TamilNadu CM Karunanidhi made outrageous comments on Ram during the SethuSamudhram Project....where were these guys?..Plucking **** or substituting their thumbs for lollypop...

Blah!

2009-01-09T22:00:00.000-08:00

No post for a long time means going through something for sometime...I have been struggling to get some clarity on myself...as to what i want...where i am heading to or atleast what is there in store for my next day!!...Getting heavily randomized here and there...so many different thoughts and memories all of them crossing each other at the sametime...ofcourse Mood Swings always there to give company...

Just as it is said in the song "My Immortal"..."There is just too much that time cannot Erase"...trying to forget lots of things that i have been through...sametime not happy with the progress(personal and professional) i have made in these really hard 8 months out of college...barely close to happy with my Work-Life balance...its all messed up...time is not at all the answer to anything...

Trying hard to get back but until then...Mood Swings...Swing Moods...Mood Swings...Swing Moods :) :( :D :P :| :)) =)) :) :( :D :P :| :)) =))

Jose Mourinho -The Special One!!

2009-01-08T08:40:00.000-08:00

Jose Mourinho is one of the best managers in contemporary football, the self-annointed ’special one’ and master of mind games. The Portugese clearly has talent for the job he does, but what stood out more was his ego, attitude, wit, humor, expressions, and a taste for theatrical . More than players, fellow managers and fans the media loved him the most coz every other day they were given a tasty review or comment to snack on. Love him or loathe him, there was never a dull moment when the 'Special One' was around. Here's a video called "Moments of Mourinho" my personal favourite

Name: José Mário dos Santos Félix Mourinho

Nicknames: Zé Mário, The Special One

Trademark: His Armani overcoat

Profession: World-Class Football Coach/Manager

A self confessed fan of Sir Alex Ferguson

Quits as football player

Physical Education trainer in schools

Youth team coach at Vitória de Setúbal

Translator for Bobby Robson at Sporting Lisbon

Assistant Coach for Bobby Robson/Luis Van Gaal at FC Barcelona

Assistant manager, FC Barcelona

Manager, Benfica and União de Leiria

Manager, FC Porto 2002-04 (Won 2 Portugese league titles, 1 Cup of Portugal and a Champions League title)

Manager, Chelsea 2004-07 (Won 2 EPL titles, 2 Carling Cup, 1 FA cup,and a Community Shield)

Manager, Inter Milan 2008 (Won Italian Super Cup)

Famous Quotes:

"Football is a game about feelings and intelligence. Everybody can be smart. The trick is not believing the other's stupid." - as Porto's manager.

"Please don't call me arrogant, but I'm European champion and I think I'm a special one." - presenting himself as Chelsea's new manager.

"I don't know why. But it's very difficult for women to get near me." - On leading the EPL title race 2005

"We have top players and - I apologize if I sound arrogant, a top manager" - on Chelsea's credentials to win the title.

After resigning as Chelsea's Manager, Reporter asks - "Are you still the Special One?"...Mourinho replies - "You should ask my wife. She would know better."

By far a very successful Manager and holder of a very distinct record of 100+ unbeaten games at home (~40 Porto, ~64 Chelsea, 8 Inter)...total of 11 titles in a span of 7 years...one of the very best managers you can get...If you think Roman Abramovich's (Owner Chelsea) money has what made him this successful then his achievements with FC Porto proves you wrong...

Call it ego , arrogance or whatever...for me he was a top class entertainer...He is one of the very primary reasons for my interest in Football and Chelsea...Hope he returns to EPL someday...

What do you Call this?

2009-01-01T21:05:00.000-08:00

Remember , Remember the Fifth of November!!

Well this day in 2006 was not a day for me to remember of the Famous Gun Powder Treason or the movie "V For Vendetta" but for the day i woke up to such a bizarre but wonderful mail from Orkut which reads as below:

Hi Raghu,

You and renga swami pilanirenga@yahoo.co.in each have a crush on each other!

To see renga's profile click:
http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=7308095758970556483

Take a deep breath and ponder this...

orkut has unmasked a shared affection
And shown twinned wounds from Cupid's darts.
But while we aid in love's detection,
Its future path lies twixt your hearts.

Contact your crush by visiting orkut.
http://www.orkut.com

* * *

From then on we have both had an "Eventful" journey together.

What Can i say? or What do you Call this? or How to Name it?...but I am the luckiest!! :D:D:D

PS: I am Straight and am sure of it...I am not Gay!!(May be he is...am not sure)...This was the time when Orkut was so popular at college and we were experimenting a lot with it...Especially the Shankar T-Wing and that is when we thought of checking how the Crush list in Orkut works...and here this was what we got!!

One flaw is that a person who has his Sexual Orientation set as Straight in Orkut should not be allowed to add a person of the same sex in his Crush list. I am sure my profile had Straight...but not really sure what he had...but it atleast demands a Popup alerting the User .

"Hey Dude!! U weren't Gay till yesterday. Wassup?"

with only one button to click on saying "Yes, Mean Me?"

Nightraja's Agony

2008-12-22T03:23:00.000-08:00

If(Pulliraja == "bell-named-tall-handsome-guy"){
Nightraja = "Me";
return "Purinjavan dhan Pista!!" ;
}

Sorry for that Heavy mokkai...couldn help it...made it out to keep in sync with Pulliraja's blog...

So it was Pulliraja who started all this...and its the "Age of Kings" (read it well...its not King of Kings) .. it wasnt only pulli's school who tortured their students with rave costumes...but even i had an equally forgettable experience...

Though we were lucky in one aspect that whether you are short or tall...all of us had the same issues...because "Shorts are always longer than needed on short ppl and shorter on longer ones"...my darling "bell-named-tall-handsome-guy" was the longest and sexiest of all in that costume...

The first day of my 11th std...i get phone calls from all over the globe and visits from all of my cousins...who were eagerly waiting to see me going to school in a Veshti(Dhothi)...So you can be proud of one thing that this is the traditional costume worn in TN...but adding a huge School bag on top of it and swinging an age-old lunch bag by your side...it was just touching the limit "Terrible"

Since hailing from a Brahmin Family i was able to atleast wear the Veshti properly...so i go to my class...there were new faces all around and every face was actually releived after a long journey of embarrasment from their homes to school...i chose to sit near this guy "X"...we had a nice little chat and suddenly the Sanskrit Teacher (a very famous female) enters the class...we all get up to wish her a "Good Morning"...X also joins us but without his Veshti...I was standing next to him and was quick to spot that...but before i could tell him i had a small confusion..."WTF?? did i see something?"...

Yes the reason to that was he was wearing an undie in the same color as his skin :D....and for a moment i thought i saw...it was...it was..but thankgod...i was saved that day...but the poor guy wasnt able to get over that incident...coz there were girls sitting right behind us and u know the rest of the story...

So in my school there were really two kids of guys:

1) the show offs (not to use the meaning literally)...who just dont care abt what they wear under their Veshti or whatever that is exposed...they are "Fuck em all" types and 2) the shy ones ..Confident illadha boys... put 3/4ths or proper shorts inside...i was definitely the 2nd category...

The shys are always protected and we also had the liberty to attend the class with just the shorts on( Veshti aa avuthu pottu okkandhu class gavanikkardhu la enna sugham...adhuvum vittatha paathu kaala thooki bench la vekkum bodhu enna kaathottam)

The show offs really had a bad bad time getting back home..nature was not at all by their side...perhaps Gods were not favoring them at all

1) Bright Sunny Day...Your Veshti is most of the times Transparent :)

2) Breezy/Windy Day...You either do a Rajkiren Act or the one by Rambha in the song "Azhagiya Laila"...desperately trying to prevent the Veshti not to lift off too much...but also to reveal the beauty underneath to the desirable extent...

3) Rainy Day...You get wet...your clothes get wet...the onlookers get wet and will soon find yourself hosted in "Hot Desi Wet Masala Scene of the Year" Video in Youtube...

Despite all this there was this highest level of embarrasement ever...Have your ever been topless in school?? (Qn strictly aimed at guys!)...that too in the assembly ??

Ohh ya there used to regular visits by famous religious leaders to our school and it is compulsary to listen to their speeches and seek their blessings. But you are not allowed to wear a shirt if you have to attend them...there you go...wannabe salman khans everywhere around you...i tell ya...really really tell ya...that was some fun!

The school management actually employed a huge tactic on us to get us all to focus only on studies...and thats the only thing that happen in that school...here's how it is...

1) You cant go out of school to participate in a Quiz or Competition at other school...coz first of all...you wud be only one in Veshti and there is 1 in million chance that you wud be recognized as a student in that costume...

2) You cant play cricket or any kinda sports game with your Veshti and they wont allow you to roam around in ur shorts and on top of it the school was just a modified apartment and no real play ground or stuff...

3) You cant bunk school for in the whole city thats the only school with that costume...

So all that you can do in this school is just get along with the books all the time...Perhaps thats what has made "Me", whatever or wherever i am today...

I did regret my decision to have joined this school untill my 12th board results...but not after that... So what ever you have gone through you have a even worse example to look and laugh at...

P.S: Sorry for getting a bit serious at the end...More posts on this exciting school affectionately called "Madam"

Kite Runner

2008-12-15T23:17:00.000-08:00

I havnt been able to write a post for more than a month now, but this has hit me so hard that it has got me back finally.

Kite Runner the book by Khalid Hosseini. Its about the life of two Afghan boys (Amir and Hassan). The novel is really worth it and that too for the first 100 odd pages (i kept reading the first 100 again and again that i never got to finish the book even once)

There is also a movie "Kite Runner" released in 2007 which has every dialogue and scene taken up from the novel itself. Sorry for those who didn read the novel beforehand (Go get the book this might be a spoiler) and heads up to those who dont read novels but prefer watchin a movie based on it

Likes :

The story as a whole is tragic and moving. I will sure be among one of the very good novels that you have read and its sure to put you in tears at some places.

i couldnt resist anymore but to mention the kid who plays the role of Hassan in the movie.

Ahmed Khan Mahmoodzada.

This kid has aawesome real facial expressions and he is sure to go places. More than the book this guy has made perfect justice to the character Hassan.

Dislikes :

(For those who know the story) I am still not convinvced with the story. I still feel Amir didnot make up for whatever he had done to Hassan. I feel whatever Amir did was to make up for the sins of his Father and Not his own. He really wants to get Sohrab from Kabul only when Rahim Khan reveals that Hassan is his own brother. But what about Hassan's loyalty and kindness towards Amir? Wasnt that good enough to convince Amir to save Sohrab?

And Amir saying "For you, a thousand times over!" to Sohrab looks the most inappropriate. I guess he almost killed the soul of this statement which is made by Hassan.

I may sound influenced by the traditional sentimental tamil movies/serials and expect a similar one here but whatever it is . There is no justice done to Hassan.

But anyhow its a must read book and a movie worth watching.

Lyrics Mania #1

2008-10-25T12:23:00.000-07:00

Staind - Right Here

I know I've been mistaken
But just give me a break and see the changes that I've made
I've got some imperfections
But how can you collect them all and throw them in my face

But you always find a way to keep me right here waiting
You always find the words to say to keep me right here waiting
And if you chose to walk away I'd still be right here waiting
Searching for the things to say to keep you right here waiting

I hope you're not intending
To be so condescending it's as much as i can take
and you're so independent
you just refuse to bend so I keep bending till I break

But you always find a way to keep me right here waiting
You always find the words to say to keep me right here waiting
And if you chose to walk away I'd still be right here waiting
Searching for the things to say to keep you right here waiting

I've made a commitment
I'm willing to bleed for you
I needed fulfillment
I found what I need in you

Why can't you just forgive me
I don't want to relive all the mistakes I've made along the way
But I always find a way to keep you right here waiting
I always find the words to say to keep you right here waiting

But i always find a way
To keep you right here waiting
I always find the words to say to keep you right here waiting

But you always find a way to keep me right here waiting
You always find the words to say to keep me right here waiting
And if I chose to walk away would you still be right here waiting
Searching for the things to say to keep me right here waiting

Text Mirror

2008-10-20T13:08:00.000-07:00

Wondering how people put up mirrored text. Just use the code "& # 8 2 3 8 ;" without the spaces before whatever you type and see the text mirrored.

To the technical part of it...please google on this...there is some unicode shit explanation on this...and i am not much aware of it...

Ex: Mirroring - Hello!...wassup?

‮Hello!...wassup?

Work Sweet Work!!

2008-10-20T12:37:00.000-07:00

try this link:

http://bp2dev.forddirect.fordvehicles.com/2009-Ford-Mustang/ChooseYourPath

That's the website i am currently building as part of ym job.[:D]

Cinema Cinema!!

2008-10-02T12:07:00.000-07:00

So atlast a movie in chennai after a long time...was that worth it?
Went in for this very well hyped movie "Kadhalil Vizhunthen" for the song "Naakka Mukka"...for this movie i had to spend more than 100 bucks at a not so worthy theatre...Yukk!!

Initially when we went in...the tickets were all sold out...but still we enquired in the counter and the reply was "House Full"...so had to go the hackish way (black tickets)...The place was unusally filled with people selling black tickets (i am gettin used to the pvr and sathyam cinemas atmosphere)...and one of them approached us...he offered us a 70 rupee ticket at 120 and we had no choice...we gave hime money for 3 tickets and he took us to a place a little familiar now..."The Ticket Counter"...this guy took 210 bought tickets at the counter and gave it to us...and it was so sick to see the person in the counter shamelessly laughing at us and handing over the tickets to this person...the theatre management not able to put up high rates(to the likes of sathyam and inox) are now compelled to strike deal with these people and make some cheap money out of it...so that is what it takes to watch a movie in so called "Galeej Theatres"

So coming to the movie...there is nothing much about it....the as usual review "Please dont watch unless you are really jobless and willing to tolerate nonsense" I xpected a soft as usual dumb love story but it was a psycho thriller(to my understanding they tried to make one)...as in the second half the cast had to really fight for some place amongst all the blood on the screen to show their faces...

Its a different movie in one way i must say...it gave me a different feeling when i was finished with it...usually there are two kinds

1. You think about the movie when you walk out ... the cult types or inspirational or the really entertaining ones like sivaji, saroja, etc.

2. You dont or wouldnt want to think about the movie at all...as it was total shit...and think of avoiding theatres for atleast some time...the memories hurt really :P...or atleast try to scold the director/actor or mock sumthin from the movie

The third one is...you really dont know how to react to the movie...you feel totally disgusted as if you have done somthn shameful or cheap...you keep quiet for sumtim thinkin "Was that really the movie i had come in to see or was that a prank??"and walk out...

As for the song....it was the only enjoyable few minutes...and they could have just repeated the song 2 or 3 times to give the audience sum worth for their money...

Start Off!!

2008-08-07T11:49:00.000-07:00

Well...here i am into this ocean of blogs...

I am a person full of randomness and random thoughts so i would be posting anything to everything that i come across that i find interesting and worth making a post here...

The topics would be on anything from interesting quotes, books, novels, songs, movies, or something that i learn from my profession or literally anything...

The blog is open to comments and criticism...

I have had this idea of blogging for a real long time now and lets see how far this goes...