tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62436689871941656742024-03-14T11:39:00.420+05:30When I Was Here."There is only one right form for a story and if you fail to find that form, the story will not tell itself.”Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.comBlogger110125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-31874883095589856672013-08-27T09:37:00.002+05:302013-08-30T10:33:10.014+05:30Burden of Thought<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was never argumentative. I systematically avoid getting into debates/ discussions with people who cannot imagine leaving with views different from those they brought to the table. Every time I speak my thoughts out, I put myself out there, exposed: to ridicule, to shock, to my being proven wrong. Why? So I can further my search for truth. The only perk is that, occasionally, I get to see someone begin to think about things for the first time in their life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'm not sure how people begin to think. Is it an intrinsic skill found in every human being that only needs to be employed or does thought need to be triggered by an external stimulus? </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In my opinion, 'thinking' is not the ability to eliminate irrationality and hypocrisy. It's the ability to recognize them. Once you recognize a fallacy, you either replace it with the truth if possible or carry on with awareness.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Growing up with parents who more or less were religious and who didn't foist their beliefs on me, I learnt the difference between tolerance and acceptance. I never really liked the term 'religious tolerance' -- it bugs you no end but you don't do anything about it so as to not attract trouble. Acceptance, on the other hand, need not be going as far as appreciating differences but being able to glibly say, "To each his own." </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It seems to me that if one thinks long enough about life, death, nature and god, the threads of unbiased reason should culminate in the simple truth that if Earth were to do it all over again, science would be unearthed by mankind exactly as it did the previous cycle; All the facts, laws and discoveries albeit by different people. Given the same conditions that engendered life on Earth, life would again start as infinitesimal protein chain structures. Would the Odyssey or The Da Vinci Code be written as they were? Would the same gods we have today visit humankind and be worshipped again? I'd say no to both.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There are two categories of people who do not <i>think</i>. To those who have never really thought, there's a chance that somewhere down the line, they may be influenced to question and seek answers. What of those who refuse to think? It would be foolish of me to deem the latter kind as dumb. For someone who has adapted a way of life and values as the absolute good, life is stable, predictable and he/ she may very well outlive me. It's a sound way to preserve life. It is what your genes want even if you don't know it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I however must confess that before I feel pity for them, there is a very brief time period when i feel intense contempt. </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's a blip in my response. I may be nearer to the truth than they are but I'm nowhere near knowing all that is true. That bothers me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-72604015509623028262013-04-17T22:53:00.003+05:302013-04-17T22:56:28.357+05:30Denial and Tears.<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Gathering from personal experiences and following up with weeding through the internet to find relevant information, I see how little men understand crying. If i don't understand something, I am sure to come up with a million possible explanations. It is how minds work. The sheer volume of possibilities sets the stage for confusion, judgement, minimization of the issue at hand and in later stages, denial.<br /><br />I read men inherently feel the need to fix things. I have seen it to be true with those men I do know. They go to great lengths attempting to do so even when things do not need 'fixing' as much as there is a need for patience and purely existing, both in body and mind. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It is a fact that women cry a lot more than men. I remember a conversation with my best friend where she said, <i>"I have observed that i cry in loud sobs when i am angry or frustrated. I do not cry when I am sad."</i> I have found that to be true in my case too. Sometimes, I cry because I am being forced to feel rueful. I cry at the unfairness of it all but in all fairness, the world is not fair. So I move on.<br /><br />One issue I dwell upon now is how people forget, very often, that reactions to a stimulus vary from one person to another. I might wince for having scraped in knee while someone might be able to walk away from a bullet wound. ( I do not know about the latter. I am speculating for the purpose of drawing a comparison.) This non-absolute axiom tends to take worse beating when the stimulus turns from being physical to emotional. I might want to cry because my shoe heel came apart. Do not judge the validity of the reaction using your index of emotional response. If you do not understand the other person's incentive to cry or not to cry, if you cannot digest it, then respect it. As a last resort, I might say, flee the scene.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There are worse things you can do:<br /># Minimizing the problem. Using contorted logic to say how the problem does not warrant crying because the current problem is a wild exaggeration of the tiny issue that engendered it; There by, making the person regret ever exposing themselves to you in his/ her vulnerable position.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"># Complete Denial. When minimization does not work, the next step towards the annihilation of the person's integrity is to deny the existence of a problem. Of course, problems can be invented just so the person can cry because life was so good, crying needs to done over things that do not exist. Any sensible woman i know, who has a shred of integrity, does not invent sad stories, unless it's for her livelihood. Contrary to popular belief, I look to be happy for as much and for as long as possible.<br /><br />I want to believe the reason men do the things stated above is because of their futile attempts to fix things. When you go all out and try to fix something and it doesn't make anything better, you then re-asses the situation. May be there was nothing to fix in the first place. Denial. Amid someone's tears.</span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-58128926240137567482012-05-12T15:35:00.001+05:302012-05-12T15:51:56.298+05:30Rather Indispensable<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Ranked and categorized.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><u>Albums</u> (it's not often that i like all the songs in an album)</span><br />
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#1 Opeth - Damnation</div>
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#2 Travis - 12 Memories</div>
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#3 Fleetwood Mac - Rumors</div>
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">#4</span> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">U2</span> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">- Joshua Tree</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><u>Tracks</u> (Not a day goes by when i don't listen to the following)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The Beatles - Across the universe</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Funkadelic - Maggot brain</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">U2 - With or without you </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Coldplay - Trouble</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Simon and Garfunkel - For emily, whenever i may find her</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Iron Maiden - Dance of death </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Metallica - Unforgiven III</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Paul McCartney - This never happened before</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Billy Joel - Piano man</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Priscilla Ahn - Dream</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Aerosmith - Dream on</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">KK - Pyaar ke pal</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Udit Narayan, Alka Yagnik - Pehla nasha</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Pointless post, I guess. Shrug.</span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-86058289954468045262012-05-05T12:28:00.001+05:302012-05-06T20:31:58.730+05:30Excluded<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">For weeks now, the world I'm regularly exposed to has been mourning the end of our stint as undergraduate students. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I, for one, feel nothing. Back in first year, I imagined that I'd feel boundless joy when time, at last, came for me to graduate. That is how much i detested my college and alien I felt. As semesters rolled by, the active hate turned passive and later was replaced by nonchalance. I hung back and did my own thing, never cared enough to conform, mostly kept out of trouble. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">What i completely fail to understand is what is it that people are going to miss so much that it makes them inconsolably miserable. One will always stay in touch with those who matters. Yes, the hours-long chats and everyday companionship will have to be done away with but isn't moving on inevitable as one advances years? Unless one has already hit the highest possible point in their life and all that is in store is set to go only downhill.<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">As for me, I strongly believe the best time of my life is yet to come. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Of course, there are those who cannot even for a second not pretend that they don't take life seriously; As if they're permanently euphoric on pot without ever having smelled the aromatic leaves. More than adequate sleep seems to top the "I will miss __" list. I cannot help the chuckling in my head thinking what fun it'd be if they ever develop a condition where continuous sleep exceeding a few minutes can cause their heart to stop. No, I'm not sadistic. I just like to amuse myself with the occasional reverie when all else fails to do so.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">A little out of context but here's a quote from <i>House, M.D.</i> -- Kutner: "<i>When your life sucks from the beginning, there's nowhere to go but up.</i>" </span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-43472030419077918862012-04-13T09:09:00.004+05:302012-04-13T17:02:16.819+05:30To Live On<span style="font-family:arial;">All of man's efforts at a very fundamental level have been to gain more control over his life and over the environment he lives in. In present times, man can choose when to die but his choice of how long he wishes to live is restricted to a seemingly small range of numbers. Put in a position to choose, I do not believe we'd elect to live for hundreds of years but we'd like to know that we can. Countries do not include nuclear weapons in their arsenal with the intention of blowing up land that does not belong to them at the slightest provocation but they do take comfort from the fact that they can if they wanted to.<br /><br />Immortality is different from life extension in that aspect. As much as man will want to be able to set the span of his life, he will want to have just as much control over his death. Immortality eliminates control over death. I haven't read enough mythology to understand the concept of immortality and many questions of practicality arise. For one, i assume there would be no suicides, homicides and genocides anymore. However, immortality means that we're not mortals anymore. Will immortal men feel pain? Will a cut on the veins cause one to bleed out to ... what? So the person may not bleed at all or he will continue to live with how much ever blood he has left. Oh, doctors will probably go from owning luxury/ super cars to living in cardboard boxes.<br /><br />Seeing how the terms of immortality are totally up for speculation and taking into account man's love for control, life extension sounds much more realizable with little no confusion. With the on-going research on telomeres and such, life extension becomes less fantastic and less improbable as decades roll by.<br /><br />In <span style="font-style: italic;">The Selfish Gene</span>, Richard Dawkins presents an idea as to how the life span of the members belonging to a particular species can be increased by raising the reproductive age; meaning if all women gave birth for the first time after they've turned 40, over several centuries. we may be able to see an increase in the average life span. Genes have no foresight. The survival of any species, among other things, depends on the rate of reproduction. Life Extension now poses a threat to population balance. A very strict code of control would have to be established to control and regulate reproduction.<br /><br />Extension of life brings with it greater emotional baggage. One will tow more and for a longer duration. Though one may get more opportunities at success, failures will haunt him/ her longer now. Quoting House, <span style="font-style: italic; font-family:arial;" >"</span></span><span class="st" style="font-family:arial;"><em>Successes</em> only last until someone screws them up. <em>Failures are forever</em></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-family:arial;" >"<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:arial;">There have been many times when i said, "I wish i had ten lifetimes to try and be good at all the things that interest me." I'm not studying engineering because it is the greatest love of my life. I picked a potential career that held promise, i was good at science and i liked science. I just as easily would have loved to be a dancer, a writer, a florist, a photographer, a fashion designer and a psychologist. These are disciplines that I truly love. Life extension would give people like me the opportunity to explore the breadth and depth of their personality and talents. Then when I have done enough, i can die. It is that simple.<br /><br />If a debate on life extension should ever arise, I hope one argument no one puts on the table is <span style="font-style: italic;">"This is not natural. So it is not good."</span> I'm royally sick of this sprouting every time someone talks of hormone replacement therapy or genetically engineering for a better fetus. It is essential to understand that the fabric protecting you from the heat and cold does not sprout from the ground; neither does pasta. Going one step backward, we are already extending life by impeding death by surgery and medication to a very good extent. In some sense, life extension is already here; We may not be able to blow life into every dying person but we are making it happen with donor hearts and livers, stem cell therapy and ventilators.<br /><br />I'm not sure if I ll be around to witness life extension becoming a reality. However, if i were given a choice between exploring a new habitable planet and having my aging halted/ reversed, I'm very sure I'd be excited about the former. I'd definitely go for the latter.<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family:arial;" ><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span></span></span></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-16460152207137473092012-03-19T20:36:00.005+05:302012-04-07T21:48:33.987+05:30On Prostitution<span style="font-family:arial;">This has been a topic I've thought and read a lot about. The entire world from a political and social stand point has pronounced prostitution disdainful and most countries deem it illegal. My post today will focus on the legal viewpoint.<br /><br />Prostitution may have been sentenced as ignoble and illegal for as long as civilizations have existed but nevertheless it thrives. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">The ethical and moral elements that purportedly get abused in this profession has been talked about to no end. In my opinion, there is no <span style="font-family:arial;">denigration for someone who accepts a fee in exchange of a sexual act. </span>If the transaction takes place with the voluntary consent of both the parties,</span> <span style="font-family:arial;">I do not see how it dilutes the laudable social framework we have managed to uphold by the sweat of our brows. India, as sexually repressed as the society here is, houses a widely-spread</span> <span style="font-family:arial;">market; illegal as it may be. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The debate on legalization of prostitution has seen quite a few people 'for' it. Yes, legalization has it advantages. For starters, the government will be able to ensure the well-being and upkeep of the workers. The industry being as big as it is, both the institutions and employees can be taxed for their wages just like any other citizen. Regular monitoring of the workers</span> <span style="font-family:arial;">can at last enable the government to curb the spread of STDs</span>.<br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Legalization however poses a serious threat in the form of exploitation of the 'legal' status. Women can be blackmailed to stay locked in the profession. Teenagers can acquire false IDs to fend for themselves by working as prostitutes.</span><span style="font-family: arial;"> Women who need to be liberated will no more be able to appeal to the illegality of the profession they've been forced into.<br /><br />--<br /><br />This post has remained a draft for a month now. I do not feel like finishing it. So this goes up as it is.<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-83429830173921303602012-03-13T16:21:00.003+05:302012-03-13T16:54:25.378+05:30Happiness, please.<span style="font-family: arial;">It just hit me that I've been reading books that mimic reality. So they're not much of an escapade. I want to read a happy book. Not Ha-Ha or Mu-Ha-Ha happy but one with a happy ending. If you know any such books barring the oh-so-vanilla romance genre, kindly type their titles out in the comments.<br /><br />I was thinking a while ago. All these men i know by name and not personally and who i think are terribly attractive---What if they're gay? One such person's post happened to turn up on my facebook home page. His profile picture was that of a youthful (and attractive) white man. I'm hoping it is a sportsman and not his boyfriend! Let me live in my blissful illusion.<br /><br />Tests got over today. Did two wonderfully and the other two inexplicably bad. I chanced upon Bruno Mars' <span style="font-style: italic;">Just the way you are</span> today. I'd love for someone to sing it for me. Reminds me of Eric Clapton's <span style="font-style: italic;">You look wonderful tonight</span>.<br /><br />Shrug. Whatever.<br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-51278914965798540112012-02-26T00:19:00.006+05:302012-02-26T01:00:01.077+05:30The Other Edge of the Knife<span style="font-family: arial;">Don't you agree that there are some songs which you feel very strongly about? Listening to them can only evoke a certain type of emotion and imagination irrespective of how many times you listen to it. Doesn't matter how drunk or sober you are.<br /><br />I've seen that such songs can push you over the edge. Any mood that has brought to the surface some strong emotion, there is always a song which will amplify that emotion to such an extent as to throw you off balance. I like to call these songs 'monumental'.<br /><br />I've listed the ones that come to my mind right now and what i associate them with. (in no particular order)<br /><br /># Since I've been loving you - Led Zep <span style="font-style: italic;">(Love and Hate at the same time)</span><br /># With or without you - U2 <span style="font-style: italic;">(Serenity in the most real sense of the word)</span><br /># Lonely day - System of a Down <span style="font-style: italic;">(Liberation, Latitude)</span><br /># Sleep to dream - Fiona Apple <span style="font-style: italic;">(Strength and perseverance)</span><br /># The nomad - Iron Maiden <span style="font-style: italic;">(I always feel the song is about me. Don't know why)</span><br /># Study War - Moby <span style="font-style: italic;">(I've never been to New Orleans but makes me think of it)<br /></span># Dream - Priscilla Ahn <span style="font-style: italic;">(Nostalgia. Very tragic.)</span><br />--<br />Go ahead and list some songs that work on you.<br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-73833773461095098702012-02-24T01:41:00.009+05:302012-02-24T12:59:05.984+05:30Stealth<span style="font-family:arial;">I can say with some confidence that 3 months (almost) of inactivity have turned me into what i truly am: nocturnal. "Maggot Brain" by Funkadelic playing in the background. I may have admitted to detesting funk in the past; I have my inconsistencies.<br /><br />I admit it. I furious at you, my readers. I have no right to be but everyone is entitled to his/ her share of misdirected anger. Do you know why i keep a counter on my blog? To appease the timid, attention-seeking, embarrassed chihuahua (Chi) in me. For the record, I hate chihuahuas. My Chi would be dejected but peaceful if there were no people reading it at all. I know there are lots of people reading my posts because I'm certain no one is so crazy about my blog or me to reload it a dozen times every day. Nah. no one is that crazy. I am not.<br /><br />I'm staring into absolute darkness and i know many pairs of eyes are trained on me, watching, observing, recording, judging. I can't assign these eyes to faces or names. Hell, i can't see the eyes to begin with. This is what blogging is like occasionally. It irritates my Chi and consequently, me.<br /><br />I was brought up in a small township. The people were not bad at all when it came to leaving others alone but it was awful as far as resources, supplies and exposure were concerned. We did have everything technology had to offer as years slid by. Born a Hindu, I stopped believing in active worship when i was 6 years old. At 12, I was an atheist. Only, i didn't see the point in being vocal about it, simply because my parents let me be me.<br /><br />Books were with me. The colors, fonts and sizes changed with the stories they held in them. Just like the people i let be my friends for a while; always for a while. People never stick. Books always do because they don't talk. A lot like god, if you think about it. I learned about the world. All I could read and remember, I did. I also have turned out to be one who's driven by curiosity and wants to know at least a little about everything in the world and also wants to be good at many things. I don't know which fed what, which was the egg: books or curiosity. Today they both are fully-grown hens that will die the day I do.<br /><br />Why all this bullshit today? I'm only telling you why I get irritated that i don't know who my readers are and also telling you how the reason came into being one.<br /><br />--<br /><br />Ha! I didn't digress at all today. Amazing. Meanwhile, remember this: I'm addicted to lip balm. If I'm ever made to quit, I ll need to be put in a rehab center. Some place with lawns, books, music and handsome doctors.<br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-8785712722487894032012-02-15T04:02:00.004+05:302012-02-21T22:57:27.292+05:30books<p style="font-family: arial;">I sincerely don't know why i'm doing this. Anyway, here it is nevertheless:</p><p style="font-family: arial;">01 – Best book you read last year- Shantaram by Roberts</p><p style="font-family: arial;">02 – A book that you’ve read more than 3 times - Wuthering Heights by Bronte<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;">03 – Your favorite series- LOTR by Tolkien<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;">04 – Favorite book of your favorite series- The Fellowship of the Ring<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;"> 05 – A book that makes you happy - Happy?<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;">06 – A book that makes you sad- The Winner Stands Alone by Coelho<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;"> 07 – Most underrated author - If it's not so much as underrated as not having received the deserved attention, then i'd say Yann Martel<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;"> 08 – Most overrated author - Dan Brown, Chetan Bhagat<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;">09 – A book you thought you wouldn’t like but ended up loving - (Edited on Feb 21, 2012) - The God of Small Things by Roy.<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;">10 – Favorite classic book - Great Expectations by Dickens<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;"> 11 – A book you hated - Foucault's Pendulum by Eco<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;">12 – A book you used to like but don’t anymore - The Alchemist by Coelho<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;">13 – Your favorite writer - Tough question. Lately, Julian Barnes<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;"> 14 – Favorite book of your favorite writer: ?<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;"> 15 – Favorite male character: Ka in Snow by Pamuk<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;">16 – Favorite female character- Dagny Taggart in Atlas Shrugged by Rand<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;"> 17 – Favorite quote from a book- “And those who were dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music." - Friedrich Nietzsche<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;"> 18 – A book that disappointed you - Sea of Poppies by Ghosh<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;"> 19 – Favorite book turned into a movie - The Kite Runner by Hosseini<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;"> 20 – Favorite romance book - Wuthering Heights. (I don't read romance at all, actually)<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;">21 – Favorite book from your childhood - The Secret Seven by Blyton<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;">22 – Favorite book you own - Most books I've read are my personal copies.<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;"> 23 – A book you wanted to read for a long time but still haven’t - Gone with the Wind (I'm wary)<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;">24 – A book that you wish more people would’ve read - Vertigo by Banker<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;"> 25 – A character who you can relate to the most - ?</p> <p style="font-family: arial;"> 26 – A book that changed your opinion about something - I can't recall<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;"> 27 – The most surprising plot twist or ending - Snow by Pamuk<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;"> 28 – Favorite title - Love in the Time of Cholera by Marquez<br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;"> 29 – A book everyone hated but you liked - Three Mistakes of My Life by Bhagat<br /></p><p style="font-family: arial;">30 – Your favorite book of all time - Wuthering Heights by Bronte<br /></p><p style="font-family: arial;"><br /></p>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-20467135946193298242012-02-04T21:01:00.003+05:302012-02-04T22:10:13.304+05:30Bite Me<span style="font-family: arial;">If i had 250,000 dollars to spend when I'm 35 or 40 years old, what would i buy? A diamond wreath necklace or a super car? A super car. Yes I love cars and consequently, I love driving.<br /><br />India, more specifically, Indian men do not have faith in female drivers. Some how they do not buy the fact that a woman can handle the stick as well as she does a lipstick brush. Today afternoon, I was in no mood to make lunch and decided to go to a restaurant and get a take-away. Empty, pot-hole-less road, cows here and there, two rowdy looking young men on a pathetic wanna-be super-bike cruising along. I gently sound the horn 20 meters behind them. The pillion rider throws his head back (yes, 'throws') to see I, a woman, is driving the car. The information must have reached the driver because he then literally closed the door on one side while a starved cow took care of the other. The pillion rider looks back at me and grins. I smile at him. In under 20 seconds, I've left them behind me with a parting slap to my car from them; In anger, disbelief, i don't know. I resume the normal city speed of 60kmph. They don't attempt to catch up with me.<br /><br />I love racing sprints on empty roads when there's no risk of running over pedestrians or homeless animals or fellow motorists. However, I have the common sense to race a moped against another, a motorbike against another and car against another. I suspect even the gits in the above anecdote possessed that sense. In ordinary circumstances, they wouldn't compete with a vehicle with at least 6 times hp/tonne. In my case, they just had to.<br /><br />What I'm curious about is if this is the case in India or all over the world. To give this what seems like a common notion the benefit of the doubt, is an average man better at driving than an average woman? I remember this 'funny' picture posted by a friend on facebook. A multitude of cars are driving down a six-lane highway. A single white car is headed in the opposite direction. The picture is accompanied by a conversation on phone.<br />AbCd: Honey, be careful when you drive. some people drive drunk or on the wrong side.<br />AbCd's spouse: Some? You should look at this. The whole bunch of 'em are driving on the wrong side.<br />The picture then has a photoshop arrow pointing at the white car and a bubble with the text "And of course, the driver is a woman!"<br /><br />I don't have a problem with the oblivious driver being a woman but what's the deal with the "of course"? I'm positively sick of it. I'm pretty sure I can drive better than most over-confident, not talented gentlemen. Don't Mess With Me.<br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-36493491019467952802012-02-01T20:48:00.003+05:302012-02-02T00:38:58.671+05:30Life in Constant Motion<span style="font-family: arial;">Reality either takes an eternity or an instant to manifest. It takes about 60 years of living for one to feel aging in all its glory. At 20, one's sure he/ she will only <span style="font-style: italic;">eventually</span> get there. Fundamentally, death is always instant. Passing from living to dead takes an infinitesimally small period of time. The many or few days leading up to it produce an illusion of it being drawn out. </span><span style="font-family: arial;">Relatively, l</span><span style="font-family: arial;">ife is infinitely long. Enough Bullshit.<br /><br />I have a bone to pick with every person who expects writers to pack ten lifetimes' worth incidents in a single novel. Thriller trilogies sometimes make me feel sorry for the writer for having subjected himself to writing a super-fast version of life not once but three times. Mystery is about the only genre of fiction that can enamor a child so as to make him read books for life. No kid wants to read what a man stuck in a snowed-down Turkish town has to say (Snow by Pamuk). However, some times people tend to fall more in love with the concept of thrill and mystery than with the written word. One cannot expect for a million things to happen in a book which has its focus on emotion or philosophy. In my opinion, it's about the same as expecting a car to fly off the stage and onto the audience in a theater showing a musical.<br /><br />Anyone who's watched more than 2 episodes of an Indian soap opera will agree that life in these serials is super-slow. As if the dialogue delivery isn't slow and labored enough, lines that the director thinks are terribly important are repeated in a loop, much like an echo. Enough digression.<br /><br />One should open a book with an open mind. Some people would prefer to witness quarter of a lifetime in it and some would prefer twenty-five.It's apples and oranges. Don't shun the apple because it's not a orange.<br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-89720541840495905742012-02-01T00:29:00.003+05:302012-02-01T00:42:16.253+05:30Eddie #08 - Masculinity<span style="font-family: arial;">Xo: Who were you talking to over the phone, honey?<br />Xo: Oh, it was my old friend, AbCd. He's in town and wanted to know if i was free for lunch.<br />Xo: Who?<br />Xo: Don't you remember, baby? The swimmer friend of mine .. He asked me out years ago .. He was in the nation's top 20 .. OMG what a body he had!<br />Xo: Hmmm .. Ok<br />Xo: Are you jealous? :_)<br />Xo: Nah .. I can down six bottles of beer in under 2 hours. Can your swimmer do that?<br />Xo: He hates beer.<br />Xo (all smug): So when are you meeting your gay swimmer friend?<br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-75071182963155768042011-12-15T22:19:00.004+05:302011-12-15T23:33:08.881+05:30Time To Be Merry<span style="font-family: arial;">In the mad rush to complete my applications for graduate programs at universities in the USA. Don't judge me. A combination of factors led to my applying this late. Apparently, the saying "<span style="font-style: italic;">It's never too late</span>" has serious limitations.<br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><br />Anyway, I completely forgot about Christmas. I was honestly perplexed when i saw most universities close down for the holidays starting from December 20 or so. Sigh. I shouldn't really be sighing. I'm a pig who got 3 months of holidays before i have to rejoin my final semester.<br /><br />I'm gonna sleep now. I ll put up something worth reading this weekend. Muax. Bye!<br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-87651609069796030282011-12-14T00:40:00.002+05:302011-12-14T00:52:36.180+05:30Eddie #007 - Issues with Memory<span style="font-family:arial;">(Xo had lost his wallet for the Nth time and with it his credit cards. Xo was angry.)<br /><br />Xo: I'm sick of this! How can you be so irresponsible and absent-minded? You went to the supermarket and just walked out without it? Hows that possible!<br />Xo: Give it a rest, will you? People lose stuff<br />Xo: Not people, you!<br />Xo: Listen .. There wasn't much cash .. and i ll get new cards in a week .. Credit cards are made keeping in mind that people will lose them ..<br />Xo: You don't see me losing stuff .. EVER .. The last thing i lost was my watch when i was eleven<br />Xo: Sucky Liar! The last thing you lost was your virginity!<br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-84616245443579262972011-06-30T23:42:00.002+05:302011-06-30T23:47:53.027+05:30A personal note.<span style="font-family: arial;">Stuff i want to accomplish in 3 years; In order of priority.<br /><br /># Become strong enough to take part in any amateur adventure sport including rock climbing.<br /># Learn hip-hop<br /># Learn to play the piano<br /># Learn some pole-dancing moves. (my motives is in no way financial gain)<br /># Go to Mexico<br /># Watch a Formula 1 race<br /># Learn to bake beautifully<br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-79906141347422192232011-06-08T09:10:00.002+05:302011-06-08T09:49:35.076+05:30To Life<span style="font-family: arial;">One of those times again .. I came upon the following quotes yesterday .. Thot i'd log em here<br /><br />Here's to a long life and a merry one</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> A quick death and an easy one</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> A pretty girl and an honest one</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> A cold beer and another one!</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><b style="font-family: arial;">Irish Saying</b><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">The miracle is not to fly in the air, or to walk on the water, but to walk on the earth.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><b style="font-family: arial;">Chinese Proverb<br /><br /></b><span style="font-family: arial;">To succeed in life, you need three things: a wishbone, a backbone and a funnybone.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><b style="font-family: arial;">Reba McEntire<br /><br /></b><span style="font-family: arial;">Have a heart that never hardens, a temper that never tires, a touch that never hurts.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><b style="font-family: arial;">Charles Dickens</b><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bodysi"><span style="font-style: italic;">Our Mutual Friend.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;">If you are going through hell, keep going.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><b style="font-family: arial;">Winston Churchill<br /><br /></b><span style="font-family: arial;">Never take life too seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyway.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><b style="font-family: arial;">Author Unknown</b><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Life is what happens to you</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> While you're busy making other plans.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><b style="font-family: arial;">John Lennon</b><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;" class="bodysi">Beautiful Boy</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I hope life isn't a big joke, because I don't get it.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><b style="font-family: arial;">Jack Handey</b><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Life is like a ten-speed bicycle. Most of us have gears we never use.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><b style="font-family: arial;">Charles Schulz<br /><br /></b><span style="font-family: arial;">Life is too short, so kiss slowly, laugh insanely, love truly and forgive quickly.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><b style="font-family: arial;">Author Unknown</b><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> That it will never come again Is what makes life so sweet.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><b style="font-family: arial;">Emily Dickinson</b><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Here is a test to find out whether your mission in life is complete.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> If you're alive, it isn't. </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><b style="font-family: arial;">Richard Bach</b><br /><br /><b><br /></b>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-39106432650465269282011-05-26T13:21:00.004+05:302011-06-02T00:12:20.658+05:30Eddie #6 - I seriously doubt it<span style="font-family:arial;">Xo and Xo are walking. It's a balmy afternoon and the gift shop is a couple minutes away. They're talking of the seemingly nonsensical stand religion takes against abortion. They pass a clinic.<br /><br />Xo: So these people would perform abortions, right? They don't seem to be christian.<br />Xo: Who? The fertility and IVF clinic we just passed?<br />Xo: Yeah .. They ought to have OB-GYNs in there ..<br />Xo: I'm sure the doctors paid to impreganate people will be more than happy to abort a pregnancy.<br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-82400735225427709262011-05-23T19:48:00.003+05:302011-07-01T23:05:24.128+05:30Eddie #5 - Thank God<span style="font-family:arial;">Xo and Xo had just had a terrible fight. Xo was jealous of Xo's new colleague but wouldn't admit it. Accordingly to him, this new guy was hitting on his darling </span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;">. In the end, however </span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> apologized for his stupidity and </span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> told him she'd forgive him. They made up and en-cashed the best sex coupon of a relationship: Make-up sex.<br /><br />And it was so good </span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> couldn't keep from screaming "Oh God!" time and again. Fifteen minutes later n </span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> lies on the bed panting while </span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> bunches up the sheets about her and gets up. And as she makes her exit, </span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> hears her say, "<span style="font-style: italic;">Good that you know God doesn't exist or you'd accuse me of cheating on you with God!"</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> (to himself) : And who the fuck ever told me sex makes problems go away!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-56869377968106158152011-05-14T01:19:00.002+05:302011-05-14T01:22:41.975+05:30I am Pro-Choice<span style="font-family:arial;">Fiercely.<br />Disclaimer: I do not hate children.<br /><br />Most of my peers don't seem to care about childbirth/motherhood related issues. Why should they? They're at least a couple of years away from getting pregnant, assuming they marry an arranged match. As much time as most girls of my age (i'm 20) spend talking about who's-going-out-with-who, no one really has an opinion on abortion. Many don't even realize that there's a global stigma surrounding this word and what it stands for.<br /><br />A friend of mine chipped in saying that for most Indian girls, pre-marital sex is itself off the table and consequently, abortion would be an alien territory. I agree with him to a certain extent. Only someone who's been faced with the possibility of an unplanned pregnancy can even begin to have an opinion on abortion.<br /><br />I get fairly agitated whenever people take a pro-life stand from a religious point of view. Take Christianity for example; Mankind's only significant goal in life as the many christians i've known have conveyed is procreation. So we built bridges, landed on the moon so we could all have babies? Recently, i happen to read this post by a female acquaintance on facebook; liked by about 5 women i know. Check it out yourself.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lmYYQYVbjN4/Tc12s913rfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/F1UsdHlLiC4/s1600/fbabortion.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lmYYQYVbjN4/Tc12s913rfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/F1UsdHlLiC4/s400/fbabortion.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606267626032967154" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Let's take a look at the situation in the usa. There are people burning down federal-funded abortion centers; Catholic hospitals don't house abortive pills. So if you're unfortunate to get raped and a samaritan</span> <span style="font-family: arial;">(read: smart ass) gets you admitted to a catholic hospital, you will not be given an abortive pill as a precaution. If you do end up getting pregnant with your rapist's child, then too bad darlin' cos there ain't a damn thing they'll do.<br /><br />India still happens to remain fairly neutral on abortion. Even though pregnancy out of wedlock is largely frowned upon, at least women in India still retain the right to their own bodies. However, what bothers me is that many young women today claim to be pro-life without any meditation. </span><span style="font-family: arial;">In a country of recurrent female foeticides and infanticides, abortion by consent is a ray of hope for women who do not want to ruin their future and the offspring's as well. A summary ban on abortion would leave thousands of women stripped of one of their last remaining rights as a woman; India being a male-dominated country.<br /><br />Unplanned teenage pregnancy is because of unprotected sex or improper contraceptive measures. A large section of people suggest abstinence. I don't really see the relevance. I say i broke the vase and people tell me i should not have broken it the first place? You fix a problem with a solution. There's no going back in time.<br /><br />Bottomline: <span style="font-weight: bold;">Get educated,</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Ladies.</span><br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-50290374700245412812011-05-11T22:22:00.000+05:302011-05-13T23:44:23.812+05:30Few Things I'd Like the Govt to Do<span style="font-family:arial;">Indian politics has always amused me. It's an overt inside-joke; A joke that millions fight and kill over. Some things i'd love the Indian government to do:<br /><br />#1 - Quoting xyz, "<span style="font-style: italic;">I think mosquitoes should be made our national insect; Then the government will try to protect them and they will become extinct."</span><br />Macchar bachao andolan!<br /><br />#2 - The government should pass a law that orders forceful female infanticide. The census of 2011 shows a sex ratio of 914:1000 (female:male), down from 933 in 2001. Already, there's talk of men in punjab not being able to find suitable brides given their dwindling sex ratio. My suggestion is sound; Given how much i detest sexism. I honestly feel India should go to doom for this. I'd like to see zero indian women in india. It'd then be a spectacle to watch how men procreate and go on to create "Men"<br /><br />#3 - Ban alcohol in Tamil Nadu. I'm fuckin sick of seeing stinky, dirty tasmac shops housing cheap liquor with a cake of dust covering them. Also sick of the uncouth bastards who get insanely drunk and go around town puking their bowels out! I don't care .. Let 'em drink the toddy shit and die .. We could do with a few less mendacious dirt bags<br /><br />#4 - Ban dupattas. Silly, i agree but i'm Fed Up of donning them every day! .. So i bare my breasts to the world .. What do u care? STFU, Watch and Enjoy (or don't look. As you see fit.)<br /><br />#5 - Ban plastic. Anything from bags to buckets to bakelite. We Idiots obviously do not know how to dispose of them. We light em and watch em burn.<br /><br />#6 - Adopt the eye-for-an-eye law. Man, would there be a lot of eunuchs walking around.<br /><br />#7 - Ban the Indian versions of <span style="font-style: italic;">Vogue </span>and <span style="font-style: italic;">Marie Claire</span>. Women here don't want to spend 100 bucks on a bra .. And they have Rohit Bal discussing his avant-garde line<br /><br />--<br />Thats about it for now.<br /><br /><br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-9388565431013353632011-04-22T23:53:00.006+05:302011-04-23T00:17:03.170+05:30Romeo a.k.a. Guhan<span style="font-family:arial;">Long long ago (2008), my friend Gayathri chanced upon Romeo. He first laid his eyes on her orkut profile when gayu n me were still in high school. And he at once fell for her. He loved her truly even though he didnt even know what she looked like or sounded like. A love so pure. I have reproduced his love emails sent to her late 2008. I swear on science that I've altered nothing.<br />For readers who do not know Tamil:<br />"chellam" means darling/sweetheart. "jollu" essentially means to drool; in this context it is to drool over someone.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Mail 1:</span><br />am not so cute and so bad,i think i am<br />enough with this.how r u dear?even i dont know y i like to talk with u.but<br />my heart loves u.i am very glucky person to have friendship with<br />u.inneyveli were is ur house?my name guhan doing<br />b.sc c.s at trichy.my house in near cbs busstand.when i say truely i have no<br />many girl friends.only two.do u have google talk?were is ur house in<br />neyveli.i am very fond of meeting u.if u like we can meet or leave it.as u<br />r from my city i am very eager to meet u dear gayu.wat r u doing?now r u<br />staying in chennai?mobile no. is 9791701477 u call to this no. and ask to<br />talk with guhan.we can talk.waiting for ur call dear.dont cheat me.pls<br />gayu.shal i call u chellam?bcz i like to call as same.with love<br />guhan.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Mail 2:</span><br />how r u dear?wat is there in my scrap to u.i have not wrote any jollu.my<br />heart loves u means dont think me wrong i coming to tell that i like<br />u.ok.how r u?how is ur face?can u send me a photo pls dear.my photo will be<br />displayed in orkut soon.ok.i may not be cute.but my heart is cute.even u<br />may<br />hate me,if u saw me.u may avoid to talk even.anyhow i like to be ur<br />friend.were is ur housew in neyveli.when will u bye own mobile?atleast call<br />me monthly thrice from any other pone pls.beg u dear.i not know why i like<br />u.but when i scrap u and mail u i became very happy not know why.that<br />means wat?sy straight u like me?love<br />me?means u like me.dont get angry.tell truely from ur heart .waiting for<br />u.pls shall we meet one tim alone pls.beg u dear.send me ur photo to my<br />mail.if u like me truely.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Mail 3:</span><br />chellam enda reply panla?how r u?i love u da?wat r u doing dear?waiting for<br />ur reply.then u love me?tell me straight.ok.waiting dear,.<br /><br />----<br />However, Juliet never returned Guhan's love; Not even to one email. sniff.<br />Buy, everyone.<br /><br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-65930362262382316792011-04-20T22:07:00.003+05:302011-04-21T07:40:42.581+05:30What do men think?<span style="font-family:arial;">I went out today evening to buy some supplies and a fried chicken take-away .. To celebrate the successful completion of my third mid-semester tests .. So i'm looking at this pretty big billboard for Jockey .. There's a handsome model lying across on a bed in tidy-whities .. And then i think, who is this ad catering to?<br /><br />When women browse through a lingerie catalog, we're looking at the undergarment advertised .. We keenly observe what sort of support it would provide .. Whether its available only in cotton or do they have a line in silk, lace, etc .. We look at the price; the higher it is, the happier we are .. But, of course if you're a not-rich college student and you're going through a La Perla catalog, the $350+ tags will bring ur moods down .. But still you wonder how wonderful La Perla must be (i do) ..<br /><br />Now let's take men .. Only for about the past 2 decades, the metro-sexual attitude is beginning to get to men .. I'm not thrilled about it but its nice to date a man who takes just about more than 5 mins when he's getting ready for a date (Yes, ka .. you :P ) .. Real worry is when they join you for mani-pedis ..<br /><br />Anyways, coming back to my chosen topic for today, I was genuinely puzzled how the ad was gonna make more men buy their underwear .. Given how majority of India's or at least, Tanjore's male demographic is straight, i really do not understand how the handsome model can do the job he is intended for .. When we women see a beautiful model wearing something, we almost always want it cos we somehow delude ourselves into believing that we too would look as pretty as the model if we bought n wore the dress .. But i'm pretty sure it doesn't work that way for men ..<br /><br />So what i wanna know is if that billboard would make a man want to buy that underwear.<br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-72255211074487662892011-04-08T21:03:00.005+05:302011-07-01T23:10:10.496+05:30Eddie #4 - Cocktail Dress<span style="font-family:arial;">(</span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> is doing her make-up at the dressing table as </span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> sits on the bed and looks at her dreamily.)<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;">: Hey how was that indian restaurant you went with your colleagues today?<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;">: Oh .. Horrible, actually .. Remember how i was longing to have idly? Well the chutney ...<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;">: What about it?<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;">: it had a very nasty color. Tasted like tomato but looked disgusting.<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;">: Color? weird ..<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;">: Yeah .. it was ummm .. Hey it was the color of the dress you're wearing!<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;">: I'm wearing this to the party tonight.<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;">: Beautiful, honey.<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Xo</span><span style="font-family:arial;">: Yeah. Right.<br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6243668987194165674.post-45104728927916031912011-03-30T18:57:00.003+05:302011-04-08T21:28:48.291+05:30Dimpled Einstein (D.E.)<span style="font-family:arial;">In his late 20s, he's tall, slim, agile and has dimpled cheeks. He teaches us DSP. I make very few personal references in my blog but this man just had to be written about in my blog for lack of a better and far-reaching medium.<br /><br />The Dumb Fuck managed to rub me the wrong way and 110 other students as well. His highly questionable English has taken a turn for the worse this semester. If last year saw his sentences interspersed with "okay"s at the rate of 6-7 per min, this year has exposed us to his "listen carefully" before the beginning of every sentence.<br />And mind you, his source is almost always the internet; So much so, he recommended we use the site 'dspguru.com' to understand dsp better. What's the site's USP according to our Dimpled Einstein? The damn url contains the word "guru" in it.<br />However, his mispronunciations are the best thing in the world. I've listed some of the recurrent ones.<br /><br /> </span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">D.E. says:</span>__________________<span style="font-weight: bold;">It really means:</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Sexan convolusan - - - - - - > Section Convolution</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">China Cars - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - > Sine or Cos</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Sifting Property - - - - - - - - - > Shifting Property</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Pas ban - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - > Pass-Band</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Stowband - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - > Stop-Band</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Dissorsan - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - > Distortion</span><span style="font-family: arial;"><br />Casual System - - - - - - - - - - - - > Causal System<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family:arial;">To add to this shit, he makes us take 1.5hr long tests designed to be written in 2.5hrs<br /></span>Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11398112920473656714noreply@blogger.com2