Found

Guys invented the spark..the best line that I have heard in a long--long time..i have used the spark thingy for such a long time..never actually understanding it...GAWDDDD...am I an idiot...ha ha ha ha ha

Who am I

Traveller...couch potato...loner...lonesome...lonely...dreamer...????????????

I can now breast feed a baby

HMMMMMM

yeah

oo yeah...oh boy..oh boy...shabash.....zawab nahi tumhara...kya bat hai...lajavab...sahi hai bidu..tumsa koi nahi...kaise karte ho tum..tum bhagwan ho..

Well all the above compliments are for myself...WHY...i just remembered the blog password...he he he he he

One week-- from Sunday to Sunday...first counted as one among the equals ..that was a heavy boost to the ego..and the weather in Hyd was awesome...also met two awesome people..one was the auto driver "prince" and the other was the 72 years's young Mr. Sherry Vakil...

But the big one was Meeting friends again in NAGPUR...man that was wonderfull, again smoking and drinking on the roof..chatting away the whole night and then meeting the others and laughing all day...some moments...just can't be priced ever...

I am happy...have found the thread of life again...will be going back to what I am ...feels nice...really nice...

Life sucks..work sucks..but then who cares...it is a very small part of your life...enjoy the rest..

Week

good..that is what i will say about this week so far....i have clicked a few snaps.. Sunday early morning.... met my ex flatmate after a long time..smoked, ate Momo's and drank beer while it was raining.. getting wet in the process.. saw inception - Brilliant movie ...smoked, talked, home...sleep...Monday went by okay..so did tuesday.. another girl in the pipeline ... no response..great..no more calling...hooray.. have to find a way to get the second one out of the way...but that is tomorrow.. so far things are looking okay...not promising..just okay..anyway next week will be in hydrabad ..so that is going to be fun...

Social Incompetence

Have been mentoring one guy for some time in my role, wherein the work related mentoring is going on I am getting mentored albeit unconsciously on social etiquette's, and just started to understand what I am missing and will continue to miss with my current location, work and lifestyle.

Having been with friends at work is probably a situation most desired however it also has it's side effects, work moves friends apart...and suddenly you are lost for that uncomplicated, unrestricted and taken for granted company.

Now things have changed...

not that I am averse to meeting people..it is more like what do I do in front of them ..sit down, touch feet...the protocols are just to messy for me to remember...not that I have this problem everywhere, however meeting new people seems to be a problem.

New friends are difficult...

Bob Dylan's Song...Things have changed comes to mind

ME to me

All that matters is lost on me

Why Bother

White hair...2 on the beard....1 on the moustache, and 4 on top of the right ear....this bothers me...as in the eternal youth thingy seems like not happening...ok...so learnt my lesson...

Friends going through disappointments and hard times...though these that will go away in few years...time heals.... but it does bother me

I am losing interest ....like reading, meeting up with people...movies, trekking, travelling...knowing....instead becoming a lot cynical....bothers me a lot

Somehow not being passionate about anything is th worst possible thing....not wanting things to happen to me...this bothers me the most....

Need to do something so drastic..or need something to jolt me big.....KAZZAT

Ever Wonder

Can we call the Pandavas the first artificially inseminated babies?

What was the surname for people in Ramyana and Mahabharatha ?

Why all the characters in Ramayana are called with a ji..e.g Ram Ji, Laxman Ji, Hanuman ji..Raja Dasrath..e.t.c wherein Mahabharata is on first name basis like Arjun, Bhishm e.t.c

How many Sons did Draupdi have ?

Thought

Life doesn't mean much now a days..

World's changed so should the stories

I remember the story...not the author...it was in class 6 or 7...yeah...really long time back.

The story goes like this :

An old man dies and leaes everything to hie two sons...and along the way there is a hugh fight between them and it was decided by the panchayat that the older brother will own the Blanket and the Charpai at night and the younger one will own them in the morning...so theyounger one created a big fuss and went through a lot of torture for some time before the bulb lit and he took steps to make his brother realize that two can play the same game and got him to see the light....

Now the same story would have moved very differently...

Th younger brother would have actually liked the idea as he is working in a call center...and therby no dispute and hence story ends without any issues...awesome

Appearence

I look like a pregnant woman...the side face...kinda a demi moore when she was pregnant... man boobs hanging out...with the Pot belly...hmmm.. I think about 6 months .....don't think it's going to change soon...

Outside

Need to step out of the house...becoming a loner in true sense...so much so that I hate going to office :)

Have been planning to go to CP for sometime, however since I don't have anything to do there..the plans just keeps on getting postponed...and actually why should I go anywhere...just don't get interested at all....

well maybe would like to go to the Hard Rock cafe once...but then I am not a big drinker...

Probem is...I would want to go anywhere with somebody or to meet somebody or to get something...so just getting somewhere has kinda gone out of my option list...everything has to have a agenda...and needs to be important...otherwise I am home in front of the TV of laptop...or in bed...that is how I have started liking it in the past few years...signs of aging..

Loss

Big time...and rally starnge too...the more I live..claim to become wiser knoweldgeble grow up in the corporate ladder the less I know of what I used to know earlier... for instance...what is the weight of a formula 1 car...I used to know...and everything else about formula 1...all right...currencies of different countries...i used to know them all and that is before euro came together .... films..books...football matches....basketball...ladies vollyball you name it...whatever I knew I just don't remember any of it anymore...so

The question is .....is it worth it... Answer is a resounding NO

SO...what will I do...most probably absolutly nothing...SAD huh !

EPIC

Well at least it could still turn out to be...

The idea is simple...ride my cycle from Noida Sec 19 to Dwarka Sector 9

The distance is long...the weather is hot...even in the evening....

How many Hours it will take...not sure...

Whether I will actually undertake this task...not sure..

The start is the problem...If I start I will finish...

Let's Hope

Shubho nobo borsho

Well that is Happy new year as per the Bengali calender..

Also, Shubho is back ....

And most importantly met the old gang again after a really long time...

Subho, Pete...you guys missed it ... nevermind...will organize another one...

Thus...yes... and other good news's are still to be shared...

Hence a definite good end to the last yesr..hopefully will have a better new year..

Life

Well not too bad really, not too good as well...just going on.

Not inspired to write today...just logged in for the heck of it...

well the good thing is Barca is winning...KKR is better off than the last two seasons... don't know where Mohanbagan is....and I wish Manchester United looses..and Liverpool starts to win...


I think I am just tired need a vacation

thought

familiarity breeds CONTEMPT -

i know you is such a "" you are mine" statement

You are mine can be such a offensive statement

Knowledge

Blog hopping reached "How to find Mr. Wrong" awesome blog..have added her on the list

Yeah..also came to know that Samtha fox was a pornstar never knew that ...just imagine...that Bappi Da sang a song with her as well...too good bhai too good... Wikipedia is amazing...it also talks about Asia Carrera...another porn star...the case for asia is actually quite amazing...she has an IQ of 150+...imagine that..always had good tastes in Pornstars...

Want to write really nasty stuff but the inbuilt comments moderator kinda working overtime...but the above info about Samantha and Asia are correct...don't drool on the photos

Pehli bar

Negative comments on my blog about me...hua hua hua pehli bar...

Anon got angry ... I hope you will continue to write though ...

By the way I was quite enjoying the argument on marraige and what's in a name... should we continue it ??? :)

Maharashtra

Have been in Pune for the last 4 weeks, unfortunately have been able to meet only one person so far.

Most of the things that I had wanted to do has been missed completely...

However I am not happy...going to Mumbai on weekends is too special to miss...the only regret is I can't do it more often... meeting my nephew's have been the happening time for me...

Staying in Mumbai with family also makes me realize that you as a human become a bit more stable mentally... you are more grounded.

Went to Shirdi along with MA, though personnaly I will not go their again as the spiritual side of me is on a long vacation...

Thoughts

I have been thinking lately on arranged marraige... if and whenever it will happen

1. The whole pomp and ceromonies ...need somehow to manage people and convince them to scrap it.

2. When I meet the girl for he first time...what do I say...and what do I talk about..hmmm .... need to think here..need to keep the conversation interesting or find a way to make the person realize that it is not a good choice to go ahead..

3. Now if the marraige actually happens...the first night is not a problem..... I don't think sex would be applicable here...it would be more like conversations and to worry whether she will snore as well ...

4. Now how will my life be...in the first few days... need some thoughts here

See these are things about marraige which are really scary to me..

Writer's block

See... why i don't write as often I like too...well the issue is not that I do not have the ideas in my head or that I am short of words to explain the emotions...quite contrary actually...I have ideas ...oh man have I got ideas...and the words...rolling in my head...so then WHAT THE FUCK is the problem...well so I analyzed ...and here is the diagonasis...

I just don't like to login...well so would you be...see here...login to the hardware first...then login to the operating system ...then login to the internet...then login to internet explorer..now till here it is still ok...now comes the bitch....login to the blog...why...well...see I do not remember the password quite well .... on top of that the username is quite as long one...on top of that somehow I always get the combination wrong...followed by is it yahoo.com or yahoo.co.in or did I put the underscore in the righ place...SEE...see..

( just for the smart alec's..this is a office laptop and I cannot store PASSWORDS)

This just is utter boring...

So on the days that I actully write as in today....you got to admit that it is a herculean effort.

The other thing is the spelling and the pronounciation...so here it is...

for example the word "sacrilege"..i actually had to check in google for spelling and pronounciation...just stops me from expressing myself..
So there ...is the word that i have tumbling on my head..i know quite distictly the meaning ...but hey...the fucking spelling is missing...and so is the pronounciation,,,hence use 10 words to express and that too not in a really good way and voila....a post that is not exactly what I thought it would be...

and lastly...well not anymore any case...some moral obligation to write in a way so that it is not objectionable...well that is out of the window anyways...

oh I forgot...on top of all this there is this mouse pad on the laptop... now I am not fond of this gadget..that is why I carry a mouse ...however...frequently and accidently my finger touches the mouse pad and wooooo...I am writing at the start of the paragraph...and nothing makes sense...

(Again for the smart Alec...the disabling option for the mouse pad no longer exist...

And then there is the powercut...would you beleive it that my laptop has 20ms that is correct folks millisecond of backup...

So I say what the hell and go to sleep.

See...I hope you appritiate the effort I put in here...

Another one

Now there is something going on between the Volvo companies buses I take to travel from Mumbai to Pune.. and me.

For some reason they make my journey try to make my journey as miserable as possible

Last time it was dill bole haddipa and this time it was life partner.

Now life partner was not that bad...as in it was not bad as dill bole hadippa ... where in case somebody tells you to watch this movie....go ahead and abuse your heart out...

Well the Movie.. has three friends 1 divorce lawyer and 1 professional and 1 Son of a business man and hence a business man himself

The professional has one girlfriend whom he loves and who does not have any talent...the girlfriends father supports his daughter on all her venture

The lawyer does not believe in getting married or has a steady girlfriend

The business man is a virgin does not have a girlfriend and is despearate to get married

Now the business man's family decides to visit an old family friend and where the son finally marries on an arranged marraige basis and gets to have the much needed sex to relieve himself of the burden's virginity at last

The professional who went along with the family with his girlfriend also got married there

and hence after a few days decided to get divorced where their friend helped them with the divorce

The lawyer now gets hooked and decides to have sex with the same girl every night and decides to get married and it is here that he invites everyday and makes them meet each other and gets them all remarried...

End of story

The movie is boring but has a few instances of humor if you dig deep...

My recomendation ... Abuse anybody who recommends this one and strike them of your guest list

START WRITING

SHUBHO NEEDS TO START WRITING AGAIN....so does Aneri masi

the brainbit has kinda stopped penning his thoughts for some time now...and I miss the updates...wish he will start again...

actually..a lot of others have kinda stopped... aneri masi another example...

People what is wrong...I don't have much to do in life..one of the things I like is reading blogs...`so whats up....

Popular demand says that you need to fill in some bytes in he blog world...so hurry up

Dill bole Haddipa

Pet bole kadippa
sir bole daddipa
muh bole ..teri ma%$^#&%%^*%$^%$

Now the movie is a story about a girl who wants to play cricket with the mens team (nothing wrong here....sardar...raging harmones...ok...understood the concept)

Now nobody wants this kudi to play in the mundyas team with a very logical reason of different genders have different teams for some reasons ... no the hyper girl does not understand that and dresses up as a Mundya...ok

The guys father has a friend in Lahore and both hime and his friends have private teams...(nothing wrong here as well)
For the last eight years the indian guys team is loosing to the pakistani team...ok
So enter the hero as the son who lives with his mother in england and speaks english in American accent..ok...chalega

So the son who plays in england is a good player comes to india to help his father salvage some pride by winning the cricket match...

Now comes a really hot girl driving cars and jeeps is scantily clad ..as if just walked out of the ramp and into the jeep to woo the hero....

who somewhere in the film is suddenly wen missing...cause the hero wants his girl all desi...

well..why was this film made...

how come the Punjabi mundyas...known for their thurkiness miss the boobs whenever they do a pappi and jhappi....what the fuck is wrong here....

in the locker room how come they did not notice a fully clad guy everday for six months and not ask question

Given a choice of sliding down a really sharp object to stab my balls and to watch this film... I will go with the stabbing...

PUNE

another day another week another office..i do not feel the change

Negative

Newpaper article : The pyramids were not made by slaves and that they were paid for their work also they were given the honour of getting buried in the shadow of the great Pyramid.

Now the question : What is the point?

Why should I help others....hmm....self fullfillment ?

I wonder...

Death

The final fullstop for life...nothing happens after this.