I knew what I wanted to write about. I switched on my comp and logged in. I was listening to Morphing thru time by Enigma and all of a sudden, I couldn't remember what I wanted to write about. This song completely distracted me. Not the first time this has happened, I must say. Enigma never fails to get me.
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Lyrics
Earth. a biosphere.
A complex,
Subtly balanced life support system.
Et turtur nidum,
Ubi reponat pullos suos
Altaria tua domine virtutum,
Rex meus, et deus meus
(translation:
And the turtledove a nest
Where it might place its young
Your altar of strengths, lord,
My king and my god, )
We are floating over the line
Let us follow our mind
All of our life well wait for the answer
And the question is why
.
If were following our mind
We can glide into light
No one knows if therell be an answer
While were morphing thru time
.
We are floating over the line
Let us follow our mind
All of our life well wait for the answer
And the question is why
.
Were just travellers
In endless space
If were following our mind
We can glide into light
.
No one knows if therell be an answer
While were morphing thru time
Monday, July 28, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
What women want ??
How the hell should I know? I'm not Mel Gibson and this is not a movie. But you could try this song though.
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Glory Box by Portishead
I'm so tired, of playing
Playing with this bow and arrow
Gonna give my heart away
Leave it to the other girls to play
For I've been a temptress too long
Just. .
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be ee, a woman
I just so wanna be a woman
From this time, unchained
We're all looking at a different picture
Thru this new frame of mind
A thousand flowers could bloom
Move over, and give us some room yeah
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be ee, a woman
I just so wanna be a woman
[INSTRUMENTAL]
So don't you stop, being a man
Just take a little look from our side when you can
Sow a little tenderness
No matter if you cry
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be ee, a woman
Its all I wanna be is all woman
For this is the beginning of forever and ever
Its time to move over...
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Glory Box by Portishead
I'm so tired, of playing
Playing with this bow and arrow
Gonna give my heart away
Leave it to the other girls to play
For I've been a temptress too long
Just. .
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be ee, a woman
I just so wanna be a woman
From this time, unchained
We're all looking at a different picture
Thru this new frame of mind
A thousand flowers could bloom
Move over, and give us some room yeah
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be ee, a woman
I just so wanna be a woman
[INSTRUMENTAL]
So don't you stop, being a man
Just take a little look from our side when you can
Sow a little tenderness
No matter if you cry
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be ee, a woman
Its all I wanna be is all woman
For this is the beginning of forever and ever
Its time to move over...
Friday, July 25, 2008
Women and food
What is the connection I ask ?
Everybody knows the connection between men and food. Men, generally, love to eat. Can we safely assume, that women like to feed ? After all, as the saying goes, "The way to a man's heart is through his stomach."
If you think that is right, then you will be wrong.
Based on one of my recent experiences, I think women are fairly, if not overly, conscious of what they eat and how much they eat. Not to mention where they eat and with whom they eat.
Since men are thought of as gluttons, there is an inevitable comparison between men and women. Men are always telling women how little they eat and making fun of them. Obviously when the time does come when men don't eat as much as they normally do and women eat as much as they always do, we reach the equilibrium point.
Given that this is such a rare sight, women are quick to pounce on it, shout it out loud and rub the men's face in it.
The particularly nice women are the one's who are actually curious to know why the men didn't eat as much as they normally do. Nice one's like this very new friend of mine.
This friend took a few of us guys out for dinner. For some reason, we guys and she ate the same amount of food. And she was curious to know why. We did reassure her that nothing was wrong. But the bottom line is, she pointed out that we ate the same amount of food.
In conclusion, I don't know the connection between women and food. But we have established that the nice women are concerned about how much the men eat.
Next week, I am taking her and few other friends out. My social experiment continues. If I come up with something interesting, expect to see me back here gloating about it, all the way to glory and back.
Everybody knows the connection between men and food. Men, generally, love to eat. Can we safely assume, that women like to feed ? After all, as the saying goes, "The way to a man's heart is through his stomach."
If you think that is right, then you will be wrong.
Based on one of my recent experiences, I think women are fairly, if not overly, conscious of what they eat and how much they eat. Not to mention where they eat and with whom they eat.
Since men are thought of as gluttons, there is an inevitable comparison between men and women. Men are always telling women how little they eat and making fun of them. Obviously when the time does come when men don't eat as much as they normally do and women eat as much as they always do, we reach the equilibrium point.
Given that this is such a rare sight, women are quick to pounce on it, shout it out loud and rub the men's face in it.
The particularly nice women are the one's who are actually curious to know why the men didn't eat as much as they normally do. Nice one's like this very new friend of mine.
This friend took a few of us guys out for dinner. For some reason, we guys and she ate the same amount of food. And she was curious to know why. We did reassure her that nothing was wrong. But the bottom line is, she pointed out that we ate the same amount of food.
In conclusion, I don't know the connection between women and food. But we have established that the nice women are concerned about how much the men eat.
Next week, I am taking her and few other friends out. My social experiment continues. If I come up with something interesting, expect to see me back here gloating about it, all the way to glory and back.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
If you know the answer, please call in ......
There are a lot of things that can make me smile. More than events, it's people who make me smile even more. Some because of their innate stupidity and some because the situation they are in is genuinely funny.
I am starting to become a really big fan of FM radio. They play the latest music, some of the RJ's are quite witty and funny and some of the topics, these RJ's talk about, are outrageously ridiculous.
One of the topics merits special mention. Y'day, I was driving to office. I was listening to 94.3 FM. This RJ called Suchi was on and the topic being discussed was "Which side dish tastes the best at TasMark?". For all you people who don't know, wine shops in Chennai are called TasMark.
It's about 9:30 in the morning. I am trying to understand what kind of reaction the radio station was hoping to get from people who were listening. Who listens to FM radio at 9:30 in the morning? Obviously people like me, who are stuck on the road. Housewives, preparing lunch for their kids and family. Roadside tea kadai, obviously and etc etc etc.
I thought it was insane. What I found even more interesting was, listeners were expected to call in with what they thought was the best side dish at TasMark and there were so many people calling. I really don't think getting people to think about alcohol as early as 9:30 in the morning on a working day can possibly lead to anything productive.
It gets better.
There I am, wondering what the producer of the show was thinking when he came up with the topic for the show. Just then, this listener calls in with his opinion. His response, translated to English, was something like this:
"The best side dish is pickle. If you look at movies, most of the heroes and comedians like Vivek are always drinking with pickle."
Once I stopped laughing my guts out, it hit me. The producer of the show is one smart guy. He's put his faith on the one constant that has faithfully accompanied human evolution - stupidity.
We, as a race, are good at doing stupid things. Any and all addicts, adrenalin junkies, petrol heads, politicians .... the list goes on - the world is filled with stupid people. Of course there are exceptions but the problem is, everyone thinks they are part of the exception.
The producer of the show is stupid because he successfully managed to distract a whole bunch of people early in the morning. The caller is stupid because he actually fell for that crap and called in. I am stupid because I just wasted 20 mins of my time writing this crap.
So, all in all, the point I'm trying to make is - My faith in the human race has been reinforced, at least for the time being.
I am starting to become a really big fan of FM radio. They play the latest music, some of the RJ's are quite witty and funny and some of the topics, these RJ's talk about, are outrageously ridiculous.
One of the topics merits special mention. Y'day, I was driving to office. I was listening to 94.3 FM. This RJ called Suchi was on and the topic being discussed was "Which side dish tastes the best at TasMark?". For all you people who don't know, wine shops in Chennai are called TasMark.
It's about 9:30 in the morning. I am trying to understand what kind of reaction the radio station was hoping to get from people who were listening. Who listens to FM radio at 9:30 in the morning? Obviously people like me, who are stuck on the road. Housewives, preparing lunch for their kids and family. Roadside tea kadai, obviously and etc etc etc.
I thought it was insane. What I found even more interesting was, listeners were expected to call in with what they thought was the best side dish at TasMark and there were so many people calling. I really don't think getting people to think about alcohol as early as 9:30 in the morning on a working day can possibly lead to anything productive.
It gets better.
There I am, wondering what the producer of the show was thinking when he came up with the topic for the show. Just then, this listener calls in with his opinion. His response, translated to English, was something like this:
"The best side dish is pickle. If you look at movies, most of the heroes and comedians like Vivek are always drinking with pickle."
Once I stopped laughing my guts out, it hit me. The producer of the show is one smart guy. He's put his faith on the one constant that has faithfully accompanied human evolution - stupidity.
We, as a race, are good at doing stupid things. Any and all addicts, adrenalin junkies, petrol heads, politicians .... the list goes on - the world is filled with stupid people. Of course there are exceptions but the problem is, everyone thinks they are part of the exception.
The producer of the show is stupid because he successfully managed to distract a whole bunch of people early in the morning. The caller is stupid because he actually fell for that crap and called in. I am stupid because I just wasted 20 mins of my time writing this crap.
So, all in all, the point I'm trying to make is - My faith in the human race has been reinforced, at least for the time being.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Why man Why ??
There are many things in this world I don't understand. Attempting to find an explanation would probably the rational thing to do, but somehow I can't bring myself to do that. I'm too busy laughing my ass off.
This one actually came to me while reading V.I.D's blog. I found one of her posts very inspiring.
I and my friends go out for dinner to this really nice chettinad restaurant called Anjappar. There we are, ordering our Ceylon parota's, kothu parota's, chettinad chicken masala and our vanjaram fry's. This couple come and sit in the table right across ours. We pay no more attention than a passing glance. About fifteens later, our food arrives. We are busy digging in, gluttons that we are. All of a sudden, something stopped us from chewing on our food. We lifted up our heads in complete awe. The waiter is carrying tandoori naan and, from where we were sitting, something that resembled black dal.
We look at what we were eating. We look at the food on the table next to ours. Once we were sure that we were indeed in a chettinad restaurant, we couldn't stop laughing.
Exactly why would someone walk into a restaurant which says CHETTINAD CUISINE and order naan with dal ?? I fail to understand this completely.
You don't order tandoori food in Anjappar just because it's on the menu. That is like someone buying a hardcore porn movie because the movie has a nice plot. Good god man. Stop embarrassing yourself.
You know what else I dont understand, why people come to the beach ?
I stay really close to the beach - elliots beach. I love it. I will swear by it. If I spend any more time at the beach, I'll end up naming every grain of sand out there. Obviously, I spend a lot of time there and invariably so do a lot of other people. I don't want to talk about all the other people who come out there - just a select few "couples".
I am at the beach with few friends of mine. It's a nice windy evening, about 6 on the clock. We park our car, get out and enjoy the breeze. As usual, we are chatting about everything under the sun. Thats when we see it. This black maruti swift pulls up in the service lane. We are standing beside our car, which is also parked in the service lane. This car parks right next to ours - nothing strange about that. Closer look into the car, we notice a guy behind the wheel and a girl in the front passenger seat. They are just talking. About 5 mins later, we realise that the swift's engine is still running and the windows are not rolled down, obviously the a/c was still on, they are still talking.
Now you must remember that the weather was really pleasasnt that evening. Weather like that in Chennai is probably signs of the coming of the apocalypse.
5 mins later the car leaves. My friends and I are left wondering as to why those two came to the beach. Obviously, to sit in their car with the a/c on. But then, why drive all the way to the beach to do that. Am I being too dense or is there something seriously wrong with these people ?
I'm trying to come up with a witty analogy here, but cant seem to do better than the porn movie one I typed earlier. You get the picture, right.
Hey hey, I got another one. Yeah, I'm on a roll tonight. Check this out.
My friend and I are driving around one day and we see this girl on a bike right in front of us. Fairly good looking girl, I must say. She was wearing a tank/tube top, I can never tell the difference, they all look the same to me, and low rider jeans. Now, this girl was pretty tall. Okay, I am guessing you people know where I am going with this.
Sitting on the bike, somehow, prompted her top to migrate due north and her pants to migrate due south. She probably, literally, felt the chill on her spine and at the next traffic signal, she's desperately trying to defy the laws of physics.
Unfortunately she was going the same way we were and we had to stop right behind her. We can see her glancing at her rear view mirror while trying to get her clothing to stick to her will. All of a sudden, my side view mirrors are all wrong and I cant stop fiddling with the power windows. My friend also suddenly realises that his mobile phone needs his immediate undiverted attention.
Poor thing. Must've been the most humiliating sixty seconds of her life. What was she thinking ? Did she not know she was going to use a bike ? Did she not know what was going to happen ?
I guess she couldn't resist it when she saw herself in the mirror in the tight fitting clothes. Good when you are standing upright, bad for any other stance.
I don't always understand why people do the things they do. But sometimes it's just hilarious.
This one actually came to me while reading V.I.D's blog. I found one of her posts very inspiring.
I and my friends go out for dinner to this really nice chettinad restaurant called Anjappar. There we are, ordering our Ceylon parota's, kothu parota's, chettinad chicken masala and our vanjaram fry's. This couple come and sit in the table right across ours. We pay no more attention than a passing glance. About fifteens later, our food arrives. We are busy digging in, gluttons that we are. All of a sudden, something stopped us from chewing on our food. We lifted up our heads in complete awe. The waiter is carrying tandoori naan and, from where we were sitting, something that resembled black dal.
We look at what we were eating. We look at the food on the table next to ours. Once we were sure that we were indeed in a chettinad restaurant, we couldn't stop laughing.
Exactly why would someone walk into a restaurant which says CHETTINAD CUISINE and order naan with dal ?? I fail to understand this completely.
You don't order tandoori food in Anjappar just because it's on the menu. That is like someone buying a hardcore porn movie because the movie has a nice plot. Good god man. Stop embarrassing yourself.
You know what else I dont understand, why people come to the beach ?
I stay really close to the beach - elliots beach. I love it. I will swear by it. If I spend any more time at the beach, I'll end up naming every grain of sand out there. Obviously, I spend a lot of time there and invariably so do a lot of other people. I don't want to talk about all the other people who come out there - just a select few "couples".
I am at the beach with few friends of mine. It's a nice windy evening, about 6 on the clock. We park our car, get out and enjoy the breeze. As usual, we are chatting about everything under the sun. Thats when we see it. This black maruti swift pulls up in the service lane. We are standing beside our car, which is also parked in the service lane. This car parks right next to ours - nothing strange about that. Closer look into the car, we notice a guy behind the wheel and a girl in the front passenger seat. They are just talking. About 5 mins later, we realise that the swift's engine is still running and the windows are not rolled down, obviously the a/c was still on, they are still talking.
Now you must remember that the weather was really pleasasnt that evening. Weather like that in Chennai is probably signs of the coming of the apocalypse.
5 mins later the car leaves. My friends and I are left wondering as to why those two came to the beach. Obviously, to sit in their car with the a/c on. But then, why drive all the way to the beach to do that. Am I being too dense or is there something seriously wrong with these people ?
I'm trying to come up with a witty analogy here, but cant seem to do better than the porn movie one I typed earlier. You get the picture, right.
Hey hey, I got another one. Yeah, I'm on a roll tonight. Check this out.
My friend and I are driving around one day and we see this girl on a bike right in front of us. Fairly good looking girl, I must say. She was wearing a tank/tube top, I can never tell the difference, they all look the same to me, and low rider jeans. Now, this girl was pretty tall. Okay, I am guessing you people know where I am going with this.
Sitting on the bike, somehow, prompted her top to migrate due north and her pants to migrate due south. She probably, literally, felt the chill on her spine and at the next traffic signal, she's desperately trying to defy the laws of physics.
Unfortunately she was going the same way we were and we had to stop right behind her. We can see her glancing at her rear view mirror while trying to get her clothing to stick to her will. All of a sudden, my side view mirrors are all wrong and I cant stop fiddling with the power windows. My friend also suddenly realises that his mobile phone needs his immediate undiverted attention.
Poor thing. Must've been the most humiliating sixty seconds of her life. What was she thinking ? Did she not know she was going to use a bike ? Did she not know what was going to happen ?
I guess she couldn't resist it when she saw herself in the mirror in the tight fitting clothes. Good when you are standing upright, bad for any other stance.
I don't always understand why people do the things they do. But sometimes it's just hilarious.
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