"
I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and i wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang, bang
He shot me down
Bang, bang
I hit the ground
Bang, bang
That awful sound, bang bang, my baby shot me down.
Seasons came and changed the time, when i grew up i called him mine
He would always laugh and say remember when
We used to play bang bang i shot you down bang
Bang you hit the ground bang bang that awful sound
Bang bang i used to shoot you down
Music played and people sang
Just for me the church bells rang
Now he's gone i don't know why
And to this day sometimes i cry
He didn't even say goodbye he didn't take the time to lie
Bang, bang
He shot me down, bang bang
I hit the ground
Bang, bang that awful sound, bang bang
My baby shot me down.
"

I was just reading some random article on how to buy a good gaming comp and stuff.. and realised, how things haven't changed that much since the last 10 years or so.. I mean, so we had a comp back then, it had a keyboard input device and a mouse, a monitor and hdd's and fdd's (ok so there are no more fdd's now) and cd writers etc.. its still pretty much the same.. ok so the crt is now a lcd, big sh!t.. aish wallpaper looked better in win 95 anyway right? we still have the same components in mother board & cpu & processor & ram and stuff.. heck! it cost around 45k back then to get an assembled comp, and its pretty much the same even now.. so.. really, whats the big deal? and facebook... I mean, come on.. a bunch of jerks who can't open their mouths in front of girls (and I include myself in there too.. so as not to be hypocritical.. oh and did I mention, with ugly looking mugs?) want to get online and add a whole lot of other losers as their friends (huh! now there's another loser word, those losers didn't even bother talking to these other losers when they were around and now they add these losers as their loser friends), and just 'cos digi cams have become cheap, they go around being an "amateur-pro" and then a whole bunch of others sitting around, wasting time in office, want to go there adn take a peek at the latest shot of cum from that d!ck's d!ck! I mean really, Mark the ****erburg must be ashamed that first he copied this sh!t from orkut, google must be committing suicide it bought out orkut and the whole bunch of virtual idiots out there on facebook.. well, the less said about those *****ers the bettter!

And really, I still babble the same way as I used to 10 years earlier.. the world hasn't changed much at all.. really!

from: "The Gods must be Crazy"

Only miles to the south, there's a vast city.

And here you find civilized man.

Civilized man refused to adapt himself to his environment.

Instead he adapted his environment to suit him.

So he built cities, roads, vehicles, machinery.

And he put up power lines to run his labour-saving devices.

But he didn't know when to stop.

The more he improved his surroundings to make life easier...

...the more complicated he made it.

Now his children are sentenced to years of school, to learn...

...how to survive in this complex and hazardous habitat.

And civilized man, who refused to adapt to his surroundings...

...now finds he has to adapt and re-adapt...

...every hour of the day to his self-created environment.

For instance, if it's Monday...

...and (*) comes up, he has to dis-adapt from your domestic surroundings...

...and re-adapt himself to an entirely different environment.

(*) means everybody has to look busy.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TVicCD8FmMs

Frickin Hillary Duff... Gay is gay.. you frickin knock it off.. or just show your knockers and knock off!

It's so gay to be gay!!!!

So there!

Sunny, yesterday my life was filled with rain.

Sunny, you smiled at me and really eased the pain.

The dark days are gone, and the bright days are here,

My sunny one shines so sincere.

Sunny one so true, I love you.

Sunny, thank you for the sunshine bouquet.

Sunny, thank you for the love you brought my way.

You gave to me your all and all.

Now I feel ten feet tall.

Sunny one so true, I love you.

Sunny, thank you for the truth you let me see.

Sunny, thank you for the facts from a to c.

My life was torn like a windblown sand,

And the rock was formed when you held my hand.

Sunny one so true, I love you.

Sunny

Sunny, thank you for the smile upon your face.

Sunny, thank you for the gleam that shows it's grace.

You're my spark of nature's fire,

You're my sweet complete desire.

Sunny one so true, I love you.

Sunny, yesterday my life was filled with rain.

Sunny, you smiled at me and really eased the pain.

The dark days are gone, and the bright days are here,

My sunny one shines so sincere.

Sunny one so true, I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I've resisted posting this for long enough.. but I can't hold it any longer

The top 5 things I've hated about the IPL so far..

5. That Chennai at the bottom of the table & vying for the last spot still keep complaining that they don't have good bowlers and bench Ntini

4. L Sivaramakrishkan - Just 'cos he's getting a percentage cut, does he have to battle it out with the other commentators to prove the amount of rake he's taking home?! I bet Karbonn is giving him the post of Marketing Director post the IPL. I don't think the company realises that no one's going to buy their stupid mobiles even if they sell it with a packaging of playboy centerfolds

3. Nita Ambani & Shilpa Shetty - equally!!! If you're a woman and showing up on the ground, please ensure you are good looking (a la Preity Zinta) or atleast showing some cleavage, or handicapped (so that we can pity you). Atleast Preity Zinta distracts the players enough to get them to be at the bottom of the points table. I guess the sheer spite of seeing these other women on the ground just gets their anger all pumped up and they take it out on the ground. What else can they do?! See Yusuf Pathan or Zaheer Khan after they take a wicket. And Nita Ambani - really?! How much fake and phony can you get?!

2. Lalit Modi - ofcourse!

1. that ****ing MRF blip - the stupid commentators have to say that Dennis ****ing Lilee is the director and everyone there's a ****ing a**-hole everytime they see it on screen. This is probably an another MBA idea as an alternative to the advertising world I guess. ****ing B******s!!!!

"Writing is not necessarily something to be ashamed of, but do it in private and wash your hands afterwards." - Robert Heinlein

Wow huh?! All those blog and twitter whores should read and learn..

"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation." - Oscar Wilde

"

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say.

"

I finally understand what this song means..

I'm sitting here in the boring room
It's just another rainy Sunday afternoon
I'm wasting my time
I got nothing to do
I'm hanging around
I'm waiting for you
But nothing ever happens and I wonder

I'm driving around in my car
I'm driving too fast
I'm driving too far
I'd like to change my point of view
I feel so lonely
I'm waiting for you
But nothing ever happens and I wonder

I wonder how
I wonder why
Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree
I'm turning my head up and down
I'm turning turning turning turning turning around
And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree

I'm sitting here
I miss the power
I'd like to go out taking a shower
But there's a heavy cloud inside my head
I feel so tired
Put myself into bed
Well, nothing ever happens and I wonder

Isolation is not good for me
Isolation I don't want to sit on the lemon-tree

I'm steppin' around in the desert of joy
Baby anyhow I'll get another toy
And everything will happen and you wonder

I wonder how
I wonder why
Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree
I'm turning my head up and down
I'm turning turning turning turning turning around
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree
And I wonder, wonder

I wonder how
I wonder why
Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see, and all that I can see, and all that I can see
Is just a yellow lemon-tree

Buzz is Bullshit! How the idiot did they assume that everyone was a twit-**** ?!

****!
I thought I could write and I was just procrastinating.. hell! I can't write, more than a 100 words at a time! So much for my ****ing book!!!!

If you are going to San Francisco...

... be sure to wear, flowers in your hair.

(Somehow Im obsessed with hippie culture now)

"Diplomacy is the art of saying 'Nice doggie' until you can find a rock." - Will Rogers (whoever taht is)

Is it a week already? oh wth!

After all, people (read managers and bosses) don't wait to screw you do they? A$$h0les!!! B@$t@rd$... what not!!!!

I don't even know why the heck I am in this stupid fvck!ng industry.. I hate it to the core.. I hate the hypocrites, the cut throat fvck3r$ who just want to keep earning more and keep sucking up to their bosses just to show they are better than their peers, just to get that promotion or increment.. I am fvck!ng retiring once I get the hell of this country.. when I get back, I am going to start work as something totally different, like a stupid fvck!ng govt employee or something.. atleast thats pretty much clear abt who you are and what you are supposed to do.. salute a fvck!ng a$$h0le early in the morning, sleep the rest of the day.. yep.. thats all I am gonna do.. I am fvck!ng quitting this stupid fvck!ng rat race... where everyone's a rat!!!

That killed me!

This blog will be dead for a week in memory of Holden Caulfield!

(Not that it would'nt be otherwise anyway.)

Zheng Jie, Li Na - Waaaaayyyy to goooo!!!!!!!!!!!!
(thanks for beating & attempting to beat the fugly sisters)
(looks like china is up and coming to upset the US, huh?!)

Being influenced, I guess, is a bad thing. For I never thought, or always resisted the idea that I was influentiable (of others, my surroundings, people, places etc). But then over the recent days, after watching all these documentaries in the History Channel and Discovery channel, I've noticed (being the super self conscious bum that I always am) that I tend to just let the feeling linger and take me over. Ofcourse, on the flip side, I would always argue that it was the influence of tequila and lime, but..

Like this hippies documentary that I was watching and immdly I wanted to go out and do the LSD and be one with nature and shit. The worst part of it was that I went for a walk for atleast half an hour in cold weather. And it felt good. Now the question is whether the sunand the nature made me feel good or was it the Hippie feeling? Or are they one and the same? In which case, am I becoming a hippie?

huh... what would we do without the Rolling Stones???!!!


I can't get no satisfaction, I can't get no satisfaction
'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
I can't get no, I can't get no

When I'm drivin' in my car, and the man come on the radio
He's tellin' me more and more about some useless information
Supposed to fire my imagination

I can't get no. Oh, no, no, no. Hey, hey, hey
That's what I say
I can't get no satisfaction, I can't get no satisfaction
'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
I can't get no, I can't get no

When I'm watchin' my TV and a man comes on and tell me
How white my shirts can be
But, he can't be a man 'cause he doesn't smoke
The same cigarettes as me

I can't get no. Oh, no, no, no. Hey, hey, hey
That's what I say
I can't get no satisfaction, I can't get no satisfaction
'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
I can't get no, I can't get no

When I'm ridin' round the world, and I'm doin' this and I'm signin' that
And I'm tryin' to make some girl, who tells me
Baby, better come back maybe next week
'Cause you see I'm on a losing streak
I can't get no. Oh, no, no, no. Hey, hey, hey
That's what I say. I can't get no, I can't get no
I can't get no satisfaction, no satisfaction
No satisfaction, no satisfaction

I may be the cliched tamilian in Amberica, but still, there's nothing better than listening and singing Dosthu Bada Dosthu (either that or Aap Jaisa Koi) really loud while driving in your car to beat the blues. Somehow, it makes you feel at home, especially, when you listen to Indian tunes abroad. It does. It really does. Believe you me, till I finished graduating, I was the self proclaimed hater of everything Indian.

(Ofcourse, the "others" who are playing thier R&B's louder than thou, will give you the finger and the occasional stare and shout, but its worth all that.. and more.. After all, isn't it a ****ing free country??!!)

Oh Boy! Didn't even realise its Pongal in India.. Heck, its almost over!

Hope they burnt a lot of things and contributed to the hole in the ozone layer..

You know women with naturally smiling faces - Awwwhhhhh!!!!

Like Jeri Ryan..

(God! I am this close to signing up on AshleyMadison.com)

You know, in all of business parlance, men should not use the term "Low hanging fruits" and women should not talk about the "sweet spot"!!!

I think that should be taught in business schools.. just in case some idiots scraped through not learning about it in school.

Summer Moved On - A-Ha

Summer moved on
And the way it goes
You can't tag along

Honey moved out
And the way it went
Leaves no doubt

Moments will pass
In the morning light
I found out

Seasons can't last
And there's one thing
Left to ask

Stay, don't just walk away
And leave me another day
A day just like today
With nobody else around

Friendships move on
Until the day
You can't get along

Handshakes unfold
And the way it goes
No one knows

Moments will pass
In the morning light
I found out

Seasons can't last
So there's just one thing
Left to ask

Stay, don't just walk away
And leave me another day
A day just like today
Stay, don't just walk away
With nobody else around

Seasons can't last
And there's just one thing
Left to ask

Stay, don't just walk away
And leave me another day
A day just like today
Stay, don't just walk away
With nobody else around

Summer moved on