As I write this, the speakers are doing "Shut up and Bounce"( a song from Dostana) and my neighbor kid is bursting a never ending cracker marathon thingy which is just not willing to SHUT UP!!!(Notice the growing irritation towards Crackers ?? )
You must be wondering what was the great thing that spared you of posts on this blog.
Well its called "writers block".( I Am no writer but there was a certain mental block or something)
There was nothing happening which would be worth all the typing and publishing (and I heard what you just said!! "As if the previous posts were worth it" :P )
I ran out of stories on Friends (Well not exactly, just waiting for more INTERESTING developments, WATCH THIS SPACE ;)). And I won't be writing mine of course :D
I had enough of answering to lousy questions about myself or otherwise and posting them. I mean who cares about it??
And I seriously didn't want to write about all the weird dreams that I've been having lately.( The other person involved wouldn't want me to either. :D)
Though all 3 of us (me, Sabi and Sheki- who BTW started MOBILE BLOGGING it as and when things happened ) set out to write a blog entry on our Mangalore trip, but, none came up with it. Wonder why? (We were so very GOOD there ;))
The cells in the brain and heart (dil ki awaaz) didn't agree on anything and nothing qualified as good enough. Or may be I shall cut all the bullshit and say I was plain lazy! But with all the special classes, tuitions and of course the college I wouldn't call myself lazy!!
But then at this rate the handful of my readers will soon forget this lovely blog (:D) So thought would just drop in and wish you all a Happy Diwali!!
Go burst those loud polluting expensive crackers for which little children in a small dusty village near Sivakasi toiled day and night, holed up in a small window less dark room to make a few extra paisa for their family !! (Ahh the sadistic pleasure in putting someone off :D)
Go BANG BANG BANG BOOM BOOM !!!(so how many of you went through HELLO??? It sucks!! )
Shut up and Bounce…. Bounce…. ….
Monday, October 27, 2008
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Tagged
Last movie seen in a theatre:
ROCK ON and it ROCKED!!!
What book are you reading?
A Book on Mind Reading . And so I know that you are currently reading this blog! :D
Favorite board game:
Does Key'Board' count?? ;)
Favorite smells:
Coffee, New Book, favorite dish and many more which cannot be mentioned here!!
Favorite sound :
Music, Ping on the IM window or cell, but a strict NO-NO to Himesh's nasal sounds!!
Worst feeling in the world:
That would be disappointment, loss, failure!
What is the first thing you think of when you wake up?
Wow, if only that dream had become a reality. ;) Actually I think of YOU!!
Favorite fast food place:
Where ever you take me and pay the bill, is my favorite :)
Future child’s name:
Does that mean I have a present child or had a past child? Lets skip this!!! :P
Finish this statement, “If I had a lot of money I’d…”
be very very very very rich.:D
Do you drive fast?
No, I fly low!! I know that wasn't original!! My speed is relative. Depends on who is with me.
Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?
Huh!! My bed is stuffed !! Animal, NO!!!
Storms - Cool or Scary?
Cool of course!! But I love it when girls get scared :D
Do you eat the stems on broccoli?
Where's the damn dictionary!??
If you could dye your hair any color, what would be your choice?
Purple and would spike it up and walk around as if in a daze and call myself 'the Purple HAZE'!!!
Kidding!!!I'm happy with black!!
Name all the different cities/towns you have lived in:
Mysore, Delhi, My room!!
Favorite sports to watch:
When I do watch, its Krrickett or foootbaalss!!!
What’s under your bed?
Monsters!!And they are pulling my leg, they might gobble me up any time. You wan't some??!!
Would you like to be born as yourself again?
Ummm,I don't think you people would like another Pikkupage, would you?? :P
Morning person or night owl ?
I'm a morning owl!!! What ever that means.
Favorite place to relax:
My Room and yours. : P
Favorite pie:
American Pie!! ;)
Favorite ice cream flavor:
Vanilla!!
Note : Anybody interested can copy the questions and answer them in comments or in their blog!!
ROCK ON and it ROCKED!!!
What book are you reading?
A Book on Mind Reading . And so I know that you are currently reading this blog! :D
Favorite board game:
Does Key'Board' count?? ;)
Favorite smells:
Coffee, New Book, favorite dish and many more which cannot be mentioned here!!
Favorite sound :
Music, Ping on the IM window or cell, but a strict NO-NO to Himesh's nasal sounds!!
Worst feeling in the world:
That would be disappointment, loss, failure!
What is the first thing you think of when you wake up?
Wow, if only that dream had become a reality. ;) Actually I think of YOU!!
Favorite fast food place:
Where ever you take me and pay the bill, is my favorite :)
Future child’s name:
Does that mean I have a present child or had a past child? Lets skip this!!! :P
Finish this statement, “If I had a lot of money I’d…”
be very very very very rich.:D
Do you drive fast?
No, I fly low!! I know that wasn't original!! My speed is relative. Depends on who is with me.
Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?
Huh!! My bed is stuffed !! Animal, NO!!!
Storms - Cool or Scary?
Cool of course!! But I love it when girls get scared :D
Do you eat the stems on broccoli?
Where's the damn dictionary!??
If you could dye your hair any color, what would be your choice?
Purple and would spike it up and walk around as if in a daze and call myself 'the Purple HAZE'!!!
Kidding!!!I'm happy with black!!
Name all the different cities/towns you have lived in:
Mysore, Delhi, My room!!
Favorite sports to watch:
When I do watch, its Krrickett or foootbaalss!!!
What’s under your bed?
Monsters!!And they are pulling my leg, they might gobble me up any time. You wan't some??!!
Would you like to be born as yourself again?
Ummm,I don't think you people would like another Pikkupage, would you?? :P
Morning person or night owl ?
I'm a morning owl!!! What ever that means.
Favorite place to relax:
My Room and yours. : P
Favorite pie:
American Pie!! ;)
Favorite ice cream flavor:
Vanilla!!
Note : Anybody interested can copy the questions and answer them in comments or in their blog!!
Things from my life (in no particular order)
Note: This is not a grocery list or Stuff to do before you die. Just random list of things and I don't know what call this list.
1) Waking up late, getting ready skipping the breakfast and rushing to college only to find that the lecturer is absent.
2) Driving in the rain (did too much of it in Goa)
3) Receiving mails which are "forward this to 20 people or you die" kind and sending them back to that person (you know who) :P
4) Walking on the beach at night (One of Sabi's ideas)
5) Smell of freshly brewed coffee
6) When doing nothing, I plan to do many things!
7) eeee, grrrr, argh!!,hmmm, and other such sounds :P
8) Simply( Chumma ??) watching the rainfall.
9) Seriously altering the testimonials from friends in Orkut.
10) Curd Rice with pomegranate, grapes and dry fruits!! YUMMY!!! :D
11) MTV with all its stupid and funny stuff.(But Splitsvilla sucked!!)
12) That one phone call or message from someone special.:)
13) Forwarding mails and spamming your Inbox: D
14) Somehow sneaking past all vehicles ahead of me at traffic signal and then be the first to move when it turns green.
15) Smiley’s - :) ;) ;P :D :| :P (and the latest one '<3' .This was invented by Pallu)
16) Watching a baby sleep, or you sleeping ;)
17) Phone calls when I'm in deep slumber!!
18) Bunking classes and watching movies 1st Day 1st show!!
19) Looking at old photos and regretting having posed in them!! :P
20) Daydreaming and nightmaring ;P
21) Hooting or howling in the theater. Cause I don't know how to whistle:|
22) Puppies and kittens
23) Making people Bakra!!
24) Talking on with people without telling them that it's a "WRONG NUMBER"
25) Sending SMSs (which I find funny and they find stupid) to friends.
26)Apart from Hindi, English and Kannada, watching Latin, Korean, Tamil, Telugu, Malayalam and Urdu movies with ENGLISH SUBTITLES
27) Reading novels which are big small or ugly!!
28) Listning to music and then turning up the volume, fall ASLEEP :)
29) This is just to make the list 30.
30) Hurray!!! :P
Happy Ganesha Chaturti !!! :)
1) Waking up late, getting ready skipping the breakfast and rushing to college only to find that the lecturer is absent.
2) Driving in the rain (did too much of it in Goa)
3) Receiving mails which are "forward this to 20 people or you die" kind and sending them back to that person (you know who) :P
4) Walking on the beach at night (One of Sabi's ideas)
5) Smell of freshly brewed coffee
6) When doing nothing, I plan to do many things!
7) eeee, grrrr, argh!!,hmmm, and other such sounds :P
8) Simply( Chumma ??) watching the rainfall.
9) Seriously altering the testimonials from friends in Orkut.
10) Curd Rice with pomegranate, grapes and dry fruits!! YUMMY!!! :D
11) MTV with all its stupid and funny stuff.(But Splitsvilla sucked!!)
12) That one phone call or message from someone special.:)
13) Forwarding mails and spamming your Inbox: D
14) Somehow sneaking past all vehicles ahead of me at traffic signal and then be the first to move when it turns green.
15) Smiley’s - :) ;) ;P :D :| :P (and the latest one '<3' .This was invented by Pallu)
16) Watching a baby sleep, or you sleeping ;)
17) Phone calls when I'm in deep slumber!!
18) Bunking classes and watching movies 1st Day 1st show!!
19) Looking at old photos and regretting having posed in them!! :P
20) Daydreaming and nightmaring ;P
21) Hooting or howling in the theater. Cause I don't know how to whistle:|
22) Puppies and kittens
23) Making people Bakra!!
24) Talking on with people without telling them that it's a "WRONG NUMBER"
25) Sending SMSs (which I find funny and they find stupid) to friends.
26)Apart from Hindi, English and Kannada, watching Latin, Korean, Tamil, Telugu, Malayalam and Urdu movies with ENGLISH SUBTITLES
27) Reading novels which are big small or ugly!!
28) Listning to music and then turning up the volume, fall ASLEEP :)
29) This is just to make the list 30.
30) Hurray!!! :P
Happy Ganesha Chaturti !!! :)
Friday, August 22, 2008
I Blahg, Talks!
I am Ram's Blog .I live in the Web(like you, mr or miss netizen) and my friends call me Spiderwoman. But considering that I don't have any friends, I don't think any one calls me that.
Today, I'm going to share with you what has been burning inside me for a long time now. I am so frustrated! Please be my 'agony aunt' !!
I don't know where to begin.RAM!!! The ultra irritating owner of this blog. How do you bare him??
The weird list on the right side called 'buddy blogs' is full of blogs like me who are bored, dazed and abused. I got this 'quote curry' space where lines lifted off from other places are shamelessly stamped on me. Now don't even get me started on the 'weekly status message' I mean who cares a damn what the F*** he does the whole week?? And then he has this 'music to the ears', the thing which he thinks would entertain me. Blah! Its playing the same song for decades now!! It doesn't even have a simple playlist!!
In fact he is not the only problem .Even you!! Why???
Sigh!! How people get busy. I keep trying to make myself more appealing by adding new technology,photos of dead guys or drinks and other stuff but its of little use. Some times I am even tempted to put up a hot bikini just so that you could look at me a little longer. But alas! I am just a software and I won't look hot in a bikini so I ditched the Idea. You don't know how NOT being ogled at, with disbelieving eyes feels like. No you don't.
I always wanted to be a famous blog, like my cousin, the lucky bastard he ended up being Aamir Khan's blog while I am stuck here with this moron who derives immense happiness by writing crappy material on me which no one reads. After everything I've done for this guy, what do I got in return? Some bullshit about him being 50% male and 50% female based on his browser cache? And what the hell was that nonsense about him being '18 till he dies' and what was it anyways, a ridiculous rap , hip hop or a nursery rhyme?
All I wanted was to be a good blog with many readers. I'm tired of being referred to as "Pikku page". I mean, that name doesn't even sound cool, it sucks!!! For Google's sake, he doesn't even promote me, other than of course his 5 or 6 friends, some of whom are great people who write blogs just as badly as him and others, well they hardly talk to me.
BOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO :( !!
Anyways thanks for listening to me,
Whatever you do or don't, I love you loads!
yours forever,
I Blahg( see what I mean? )
Today, I'm going to share with you what has been burning inside me for a long time now. I am so frustrated! Please be my 'agony aunt' !!
I don't know where to begin.RAM!!! The ultra irritating owner of this blog. How do you bare him??
The weird list on the right side called 'buddy blogs' is full of blogs like me who are bored, dazed and abused. I got this 'quote curry' space where lines lifted off from other places are shamelessly stamped on me. Now don't even get me started on the 'weekly status message' I mean who cares a damn what the F*** he does the whole week?? And then he has this 'music to the ears', the thing which he thinks would entertain me. Blah! Its playing the same song for decades now!! It doesn't even have a simple playlist!!
In fact he is not the only problem .Even you!! Why???
Sigh!! How people get busy. I keep trying to make myself more appealing by adding new technology,photos of dead guys or drinks and other stuff but its of little use. Some times I am even tempted to put up a hot bikini just so that you could look at me a little longer. But alas! I am just a software and I won't look hot in a bikini so I ditched the Idea. You don't know how NOT being ogled at, with disbelieving eyes feels like. No you don't.
I always wanted to be a famous blog, like my cousin, the lucky bastard he ended up being Aamir Khan's blog while I am stuck here with this moron who derives immense happiness by writing crappy material on me which no one reads. After everything I've done for this guy, what do I got in return? Some bullshit about him being 50% male and 50% female based on his browser cache? And what the hell was that nonsense about him being '18 till he dies' and what was it anyways, a ridiculous rap , hip hop or a nursery rhyme?
All I wanted was to be a good blog with many readers. I'm tired of being referred to as "Pikku page". I mean, that name doesn't even sound cool, it sucks!!! For Google's sake, he doesn't even promote me, other than of course his 5 or 6 friends, some of whom are great people who write blogs just as badly as him and others, well they hardly talk to me.
BOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO :( !!
Anyways thanks for listening to me,
Whatever you do or don't, I love you loads!
yours forever,
I Blahg( see what I mean? )
Thursday, August 21, 2008
SEX
I am an average GUY.
And the law of averages is probably going to be stuck with me forever!! The likelihood of me passing any exam is 50-50. And here is adding to the list of things which are 50-50 in my life.
I found this web application which tells the odds of you being a male or a female based on your browser cache. Cool, HUH?
My results were .... well 50-50 :|
Likelihood of you being FEMALE is 50%
Likelihood of you being MALE is 50%
hmmmmmmm....................
Well, check your "SEX" here.
Don't forget to post your results in the 'comments'. :)
And the law of averages is probably going to be stuck with me forever!! The likelihood of me passing any exam is 50-50. And here is adding to the list of things which are 50-50 in my life.
I found this web application which tells the odds of you being a male or a female based on your browser cache. Cool, HUH?
My results were .... well 50-50 :|
Likelihood of you being FEMALE is 50%
Likelihood of you being MALE is 50%
hmmmmmmm....................
Well, check your "SEX" here.
Don't forget to post your results in the 'comments'. :)
Friday, August 15, 2008
Freedom!
She hadn't received his calls the previous night. And he shifted, turned and rolled around on his bed, trying to get a sleep. But it was no use, and he sat up listening to KK's Khuda jaane. And listening to the wonderful song on repeat,he fell asleep. And it was 8.30 when he woke from his slumber.5 years back, on this day, he would have dressed in a neatly ironed uniform and marched past the dais which stood beside the NATIONAL FLAG. But today he had no time even to Brush and he started fiddling with the small keypad of his mobile and typed in ‘Happy independance day, Good Morning :) wassup??'. And sent it to her number.And he sat waiting for her reply and as sounds of bugles and drums and Patriotic songs blared in the loud speakers from the schools nearby.
She was dressed in a white salwar. She had bought it a couple of days back. She loved it the moment she laid her eyes upon it. Carefuly looking at the mirror she applied the dark mascara around her beautiful eyes. Looking quite satisfied in the mirror or rather a bit impressed she gave herself a naughty wink. She couldn't wait to meet him. She could already imagine the look on his face. She giggled to herself. She had purposefully avoided him the previous night. She knew he would be missing her .She liked that. As she was rushing to the dining table to eat her breakfast, her phone beeped twice. And the display glow "New message recieved". It was from him. and she replied "GM.,see you in the theater in an hour" She knew he wouldn't have remembered.
He had forgotten about the movie.Grabbing a towel, he rushed to the bathroom. The Suprabatham was playing on the old tape recorder in the other room .He was humming Khuda jaane as he scrubbed and washed his hair. Praying to god that he can make it in time for the movie.
She didn't like waiting. And grabbing the nearest T-shirt in his wardrobe,he smelled it and it smelled fine. Then taking his old pair of jeans he put it on. Took some cash from his Mom's purse and filled it inside the Wallet she had gifted him last month. And he rushed to the theater on his Bike. Stopping at annoying signals he finally made it. She wasn't there yet. And he sighed in relief.
The theater was buzzing with youngsters,single guys, gangs of girls and love lorn couples. He wondered, why was he still single??
She couldn't stop smiling ,she knew she had to do it. And she already loved the feeling. And she drove faster and finally reached the theater and she saw him. And sneaking quietly behind him she shrieked excitedly "Hiiii!!!"
He missed a heart beat! And recovering from the shock he turned back. She was dressed in a salwar, it was white his favorite. She had long flowing silky hair, just like he had liked. She was blushing and she looked cute. His heart missed a beat again.
As his heart raced, his face drained off any color.
The guy standing next to him hugged her and both of them left hand in hand. Her fingers between his.
He felt sick. “OMG even that lousy looking guy has such a pretty girlfriend!!".
As such varied emotions ran through his mind, the familiar yelling of his "friend" bought him back to reality. "Enjoying your FREEDOM huh?? Checking out other guy's girlfriend? Go get the tickets, you dummo!! I can't wait" she ranted off in her ever energetic voice.This was one freedom he did not mind losing!
"Yeah right, HAPPY INDEPENDANCE DAY TO YOU TOO" he snapped at her. And he joined the Que.
P.S: Happy Independance Day to you all!! :)
And do I have to tell you, that this was a fiction?
She was dressed in a white salwar. She had bought it a couple of days back. She loved it the moment she laid her eyes upon it. Carefuly looking at the mirror she applied the dark mascara around her beautiful eyes. Looking quite satisfied in the mirror or rather a bit impressed she gave herself a naughty wink. She couldn't wait to meet him. She could already imagine the look on his face. She giggled to herself. She had purposefully avoided him the previous night. She knew he would be missing her .She liked that. As she was rushing to the dining table to eat her breakfast, her phone beeped twice. And the display glow "New message recieved". It was from him. and she replied "GM.,see you in the theater in an hour" She knew he wouldn't have remembered.
He had forgotten about the movie.Grabbing a towel, he rushed to the bathroom. The Suprabatham was playing on the old tape recorder in the other room .He was humming Khuda jaane as he scrubbed and washed his hair. Praying to god that he can make it in time for the movie.
She didn't like waiting. And grabbing the nearest T-shirt in his wardrobe,he smelled it and it smelled fine. Then taking his old pair of jeans he put it on. Took some cash from his Mom's purse and filled it inside the Wallet she had gifted him last month. And he rushed to the theater on his Bike. Stopping at annoying signals he finally made it. She wasn't there yet. And he sighed in relief.
The theater was buzzing with youngsters,single guys, gangs of girls and love lorn couples. He wondered, why was he still single??
She couldn't stop smiling ,she knew she had to do it. And she already loved the feeling. And she drove faster and finally reached the theater and she saw him. And sneaking quietly behind him she shrieked excitedly "Hiiii!!!"
He missed a heart beat! And recovering from the shock he turned back. She was dressed in a salwar, it was white his favorite. She had long flowing silky hair, just like he had liked. She was blushing and she looked cute. His heart missed a beat again.
As his heart raced, his face drained off any color.
The guy standing next to him hugged her and both of them left hand in hand. Her fingers between his.
He felt sick. “OMG even that lousy looking guy has such a pretty girlfriend!!".
As such varied emotions ran through his mind, the familiar yelling of his "friend" bought him back to reality. "Enjoying your FREEDOM huh?? Checking out other guy's girlfriend? Go get the tickets, you dummo!! I can't wait" she ranted off in her ever energetic voice.This was one freedom he did not mind losing!
"Yeah right, HAPPY INDEPENDANCE DAY TO YOU TOO" he snapped at her. And he joined the Que.
P.S: Happy Independance Day to you all!! :)
And do I have to tell you, that this was a fiction?
Friday, August 1, 2008
18 till I die?
I could play in the sands
I was not looked down upon when I ate with no spoon just hands
I could play in the hot sun
I was the same age as my neighbors’ son
I could go to school without polishing my shoes and get wacked
I had a truckload of stamps in my cupboard neatly stacked
I could play a tree on a school day and get applause
I was all muddy and dirty but still was not called gross
I could sit on any park bench without blowing away the dust
I was punished by my teacher for coping in test and breaking her trust
I could get wet in the rain and have a wet cloth on my forehead the next day
I had to rush home from school and go to lousy tuitions everyday
I could watch cartoon network and pogo
I had great friends who also did the same and didn't think I was a freako
And then something happened and things changed,
I only see sands when I go to the beaches
I fumble with the spoons and spill, people around give weird looks and say Jesus!
I get tanned in the sun so I apply sunscreen and stay indoor!
I look at the neighboring kid play in the mud through my grilled door
I have to polish my shoes and be presentable or get sacked
I get transferred from city to city and I move with my things packed
I have a mustache and a beard which cover my jaws
I don't really like what I see in the mirror. I have my flaws.
I don't sit on a park bench alone, people may think I am a Moron
I get drunk in pubs and dream of becoming a liquor baron
I cover myself in plastic when it rains to protect my cloths which are precious
I often rush from college to meet my girlfriend before she can get ferocious
I stay late nights and just watch MTV or channel V
I have friends who are too busy as they drive around in their SUV.
I grew up, that's what happened!!
Shit happens!!
I was not looked down upon when I ate with no spoon just hands
I could play in the hot sun
I was the same age as my neighbors’ son
I could go to school without polishing my shoes and get wacked
I had a truckload of stamps in my cupboard neatly stacked
I could play a tree on a school day and get applause
I was all muddy and dirty but still was not called gross
I could sit on any park bench without blowing away the dust
I was punished by my teacher for coping in test and breaking her trust
I could get wet in the rain and have a wet cloth on my forehead the next day
I had to rush home from school and go to lousy tuitions everyday
I could watch cartoon network and pogo
I had great friends who also did the same and didn't think I was a freako
And then something happened and things changed,
I only see sands when I go to the beaches
I fumble with the spoons and spill, people around give weird looks and say Jesus!
I get tanned in the sun so I apply sunscreen and stay indoor!
I look at the neighboring kid play in the mud through my grilled door
I have to polish my shoes and be presentable or get sacked
I get transferred from city to city and I move with my things packed
I have a mustache and a beard which cover my jaws
I don't really like what I see in the mirror. I have my flaws.
I don't sit on a park bench alone, people may think I am a Moron
I get drunk in pubs and dream of becoming a liquor baron
I cover myself in plastic when it rains to protect my cloths which are precious
I often rush from college to meet my girlfriend before she can get ferocious
I stay late nights and just watch MTV or channel V
I have friends who are too busy as they drive around in their SUV.
I grew up, that's what happened!!
Shit happens!!
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