Sunday, March 30, 2008

Pehle toh taggin hota kya hai???

Neways sum thingz u do 4 ur frnds 2 please them n sum thingz u do 4 ur enemies just 2 kick their ass. So i agreed that i wud do this, so here goes....

(its not as if i m embracing 4 this but just so that i can fill sum more space on this worthless post)

Eight things I’m passionate about:
  • Pet Puja
  • Rs. 10 Cadbury Dairy Milk
  • Chocolate Avalanche
  • Sizzling Brownies with Vanilla Icecream
  • Mc. Chicken
  • Zinger Burger
  • Prawns n anything non-veggy
Puja time over....

Eight things I want to do before I die:
  • Hv the xxxy time ;-)
  • Sky-dive
  • Have a lobster (my mouth waters just thinkin bout it...)
  • Have cutie-pie children
  • Get a dog
  • Sit in / drive a car travelling in the excess of 300km/hr
  • Let the unfortunate experience the joy of eating healthy n yummy food
  • Live life
Eight things I say often:
  • Koi nah
  • Achha
  • Chal fir
  • yah
  • I dont know
  • Hi
  • Bye
  • wanna hv the xxxy time (just kiddin... i dunno wat more 2 say)
Nw the book thingy n the music thingy r hopeless thingies 4 me coz me rarely read ne books(includin acad coz me 2 smart 4 them) n music toh i listen 2 nething that goes like thump thump d thump (basically all types of trance n house)

Wait a sec u can put "thingy" 2 the previous list

So me takin nattu's suggestion....

Eight random things that you've done:
  • Gone for a topless dance show with my parents (we were the audience phew... that just sounded odd 4 a sec)
  • Ran down the upward escalator
  • Went water-skiing
  • Skipped the Microsoft Interview
  • eaten buffalo tongue
  • Came to Delhi 2 study (haha i cant figure out which was more random)
  • Did a probability course
  • Did this dumb stupid taggin non-sense piece of crap
Eight random swear words i hv reserved 4 my fav frnd Nattu:
  • Bho-si-de ke
  • Saale Kutte kamine
  • Maa ki.....
  • Chutiye
  • Murder chod
  • nutcase
  • gud 4 nthing
  • Ass-o-le
Sheesh i dunno y my keyboard has been malfunctioning but its so jolly-wolly that wat can i say it makes me so huppy :-)

N now finally now that the real reason y i wrote this post has been served, let me think of others who deserve 2 get the same privelege

Eight people I think should do this tag:
  • Sid coz seriously i m sure he will take a lifetime to do the 8 things i wanna do bfore i die
  • All the people who are absolutely sure they are dumbasses
  • The remaining who need to be reminded that they r (so thats a hella lot of people, including u my dear reader)
Well 1 thing is sure that i dont want nattu 2 do it again coz i get a bad feelin watz goin 2 be in it ;-)

Monday, March 17, 2008

The Healing Touch

The boy was getting tired of life. He was walking in measured steps, seeing how tired his legs were. How much more could he stand it. For the last few years, the boy had left his home in search of a new life, something unique, something challenging, something special. He had till now not found anybody who would give him a job. All of them rejected him even before he was allowed to speak.

The boy walked through the old market place, with his cloth bag hung on his shoulder. It contained all his old and precious memories. He treasured it for it were the only remnants of his glorious days, days when his parents used to be proud of him, when he had a lot of friends. But now he was walking in an alien world, where nobody understood him.

He was getting so frustrated these days that his eyebrows had been constricted permanently and his forehead had wrinkles as if he were an old man on his resting bed. He kicked on a nearby stone, with no concern. He heard some voices shout at him. But the boy had developed such a hatred for the world he was the least concerned. He sat down with his hands embracing his legs, and his teeth clenched together. He was so angry, that thoughts came and gone in a flurry. He could not understand why people didn't appreciate his abilities. He bent his head on his knees. He wanted to cry, but he knew that if he did he will accept defeat.

The market was getting busy, as people hurried to complete their shopping, as by the looks of the threatening skies and the fiercely winds a storm was impending. A lightning struck and the boy was shook. He looked up, frightened. He saw a woman totally covered in a black purdah from head to toe, standing just a feet away from him. She must have been observing him for quite some time. The boy was worried why she was looking at him.

The woman bend down on her knees and held the boy's cheeks with her hands. The boy was startled at what was going on. She began to whisper some verses, which the boy couldn't understand. They sounded like Arabic. He felt the warmth of her tender hands. A touch, which he had so much wanted all his life.

She then told the boy in her heavy accent,"Allah, has a divine purpose for you. You must not give up now. Repeat this 'Inshaallah I shall serve my purpose'." The boy couldn't understand why he was being made to repeat this. But she repeated again,"Please repeat after me young boy - 'Inshaallah I shall serve my purpose'." The boy not knowing what to do stuttered,"Insha-allah I shall serve my purpose." The woman lifted her veil partly, smiled and kissed the boy's forehead.
The boy was in a trance. He closed his eyes for a moment...

He slowly opened his eyes and realized the woman had disappeared. The sky was clearing and the traders were closing shop. He lifted his bag and started walking on. His head was relaxed and rejuvenated. His youthful eyes had seen purpose...

Saturday, March 8, 2008

The threesome

Well as usual this post is my usual reflection on myself. If someone too found himself in a similar situation, that is indeed interesting.

Well heres the deal. Today i had 2 adjudicate this parliamentary debate (pd). It was a iit(basically only guyz college) vs jmc(only girls college). It was a 3-on-3 debate. Not a bad debate on hindsight. Interestingly, being Woman's Day JMC won. However, i doubt how much that played on us (adjus).

The gurlz from jmc were quite hot... n in iit standards "tote" i guess thats hw they call it. I am not the leering types, but i guess that i had definitely noticed that each of them were pretty in their own way, during the debate of course.

But interestingly sorry not interestingly, freakingly i just couldn't identify that which girl spoke in which order. At the end of the debate i had absolutely no idea, as to who each of them were. I do agree that i was pre-occupied with writing what they were saying on paper, but the fact of the matter was i just couldn't differentiate them when they were more than suff things to diff. eg. there was this girl with a nose ring and i had noticed it at the start, one was almost boyish in figure (if u understand wat i mean, tho' i have no qualms with it), one had got a bruise just below her nose. But i dont know whether any of these were the same, i assume they were different. But i still i don't know which 1 spoke 1st, etc.

However, with the guyz i had no probs on the same issue. Now shut up if ur giggling 'gay gay'. I can prove u wrong on that count atleast. The problem is i perceive some ppl (gurlz esp. for me) to look the same, until there is smthing radically different in how they look. I have always preferred uniqueness over better quality, speciality over superiority, etc. etc.

But i guess the root problem may lie even deeper. I think its with my upbringing and environment. For eg. take my college IIT - its famous 4 its brains & notorious for its scarcity of girlz & absolute lack of babes.

I believe my brain has spent so much time looking at men's faces for so long, to try n remember them it takes more effort to keep the minute details required to do so. However, since it doesn't come across many women who matter much to me, it just doesnt take that much effort in remembering until n unless they are indeed absolutely unique in their own way. This kinda makes me very picky even when it comes to noticing women. My brain just filters out people who look similar to the average woman. It lets me notice only those who are significantly different on either side of the scale.

Now comes the question of whether i shud be worried of this or not???
Well if i cum across more gurlz who r both unique n "tote" then thats not a prob, but otherwise it maybe. Cause its just my brain telling me to ignore the rest. However i have always preferred personality over looks. So these shouldnt make much of a difference for me. But i really hope so...

Gulp...