2 Degrees Of Knowledge

[Note 1: Hello]

[Note 2: A picture less post :( ]

So, I am with a bunch of friends having a random discussion outside a mall when suddenly the talk turned towards the movie "Paa" for some reason. Now, all of us being good Chennai boys had just barely heard about the movie somewhere and had not ventured to ascertain any more information about it. But then one of us had somehow been dragged along for the movie (yes, there were individuals of the fairer sex in his group) which was why the topic came up in the first place. Then here's how the conversation went....

Guy who went for Paa (GWWFP): Macha, the movie's not so bad da (in a defending manner)

Everyone Else (EE): Oh

GWWFP: Dai, really da...

EE: Oh, Ok


EE (Laughter): yedo solla varan paiyan (poor chap is trying to tell something)

GWWFP: It had Paresh Rawal in the movie!

Me(completely out of the blue and for no apparent reason): Oh! Paresh Rawal nice da.. he's an amazing actor!!!!

(This is when EE started to stare at me, obviously with no clue. However for me being from a college that had students from all across the country I was forced to watch a couple of movies such as Golmaal and Garam Masala and to the best of my recollection so were most of the other chaps from Chennai. But unfortunately for me not one of these movies came to my mind at that time or into anyone else's for that matter)

EE(after a slightly longer than required pause) : Yenna UC, xxxxxx ku support ah? Avane kuti ku aga daane poyirkuran hahaha.... (What da UC, why are you supporting xxxxxx? He went just cuz some chicks called him hahaha)

and the conversation continued onto other things

So, what I learnt from this little incident is to always have 2 degrees of knowledge about ANYTHING. One for conversations sake and one for justification. You see, somehow the human mind seems to be programmed to think that having 2 pieces of information about anything in a conversation is enough to make something true! Do test it out!!

Come To The Edge

Come to the edge.
We might fall.
Come to the edge.
It’s too high!
And they
and he pushed,
and they flew.

-Christopher LOGUE
English poet (1926- )

The Thoughts To Success

We all compete regularly in life, sometimes forcibly and sometime willingly. From my own experience, these are the sort of thoughts that go on in my mind during different stages of 'succeeding'. On noticing that they usually form a pattern, I thought it might be a good idea to put them down here..

"Oh Crap! everyone here is so fu***** good at it. Compared to them, I 'm pathetic! Damn, this is bad I got to do something... and fast!!! Ok ok, calm down. Firstly, I got nothing to lose. Might as well just throw myself in the deep end and try my best. If I do well then well and good, else at least I'll know I tried hard. And If they don't like my best then its just too bad..."

"Eh? What just happened?? I was congratulated for doing a good job!! Wooohoo!!! I actually can do something. Hahaha! Awesomeness!!"

"I rule, I rule, I rule!! Muhahahahahha. This has all become to easy now.. how stupid was I in thinking that this was all some hugely complex thing..."

"Damn, such simple tasks. This is getting boring........"

"WTF just happened? I screwed up. Big time :( This is such a huge loss to everyone. Shit, they weren't so simple after all. Why did I get so careless and over confident. Stupid me, stupid me.. hope I get another chance...."

"Ok, now I DEFINITELY can't f*** this up. If I do, I'm screwed.. badly...."

"Hmmmm, hard work but rewarding work. Now I see how to improve. This might take a while. Hmmmm, at least I won't get bored! Now I realize how difficult all this really is and the real level at which these people are. I was so shortsighted initially. Stupid me again, but guess I'm learning"

"Wow, folks are actually asking ME for help now. I must be doing SOMETHING right"

"WHAT!!!!!!! Something New!!?? Noooooooooo, not when I was really getting good at it! Hmmm, but then again maybe this an opportunity to learn new things. Hope I don't make my previous mistakes again!"

... and hopefully its a happy story hereafter :D

Image courtesy- Anita's Blog

The End Of The World Poll

So, there was some talk going on about the world ending in 2012 and all that and everyone around started discussing the apocalypse and all that and then people started discussing the last few days of the world and all that when I innocently asked..

"Dude, what would you do if you knew the world was going to end"

.. and the answer to this question was overwhelmingly similar across so many groups...

Friend 1:"Ob, lose my virginity"

Friend 2:"F*** as much as possible"

Friend 3:"Get laid, what else?"

K-Sama:"Adu ellam nadakadu da, naan iruken ille?"
[Translation: "That N all won't happen, I am there no?]

Yea right, you promised India wouldn't lose yesterday's match, but see what happened? Sachin's 175 all for nothing :|

Friend 4:"I'll build an underground shelter complete with lead
lining to protect me from the radiation that will be caused due to all the unguarded nukes that would go off ....."

Finally! Someone with something moderately sensible to say

"...and then I will invite all the supermodels in the world to come stay with me if they want to be saved from the holocaust!!"

[I hit my head, dumbfounded]

Well, so I guess Sigmund Freud was right after all. Theres no stopping the natural impetus. This last pic says it all :D
[Note:This was asked to a predominantly male group, wonder what the fairer sex would have to say about it.. hmmmm....]

Image courtesy for end of the world image
Image courtesy for the Sigmund Freud image

Dark Circle

Hey All!

What few song's I've made finally found their way to the net

You can listen to them here


Flattening of the Retail Market

[Note 1: Suck it, I don't mean flattening as Thomas Friedman meant.. I mean Flattening as in 'Flat Anna' as in 'Thassal Gone' as in 'Slept Of' or in extreme cases .. 'Died']

[Note 2: I'm sure many would disagree with this post :) ]

One thing I cannot fully understand is why 'Retail' is becoming such buzz word in India. I feel it'll only undergo one or two boom and bust cycles. Why? .. The Internet...

Internet penetration in India is on the rise. Yes, in the villages too largely thanks to mobile phones, open source software and companies such as FINO and ITC's E-Choupal which are largely bringing the informal and 'undefined' market into the organized sector. Conventional models of internet connectivity and growth based on developed countries won't prove efficient here as the growth in these areas is largely due to the stupendous growth of new technology.

Even in the urban areas not many of us would want to visit the groceries or the Kirana stores for our daily needs when one can simply place an order from work using an online portal and the goods are being delivered right to your doorstep. This might even be possible in the villages due to mobile phone penetration where companies can deliver goods to villages on a bi-weekly basis with almost zero inventory cost thanks to pre orders made by the village dwellers.

Of course it will be a while before companies can achieve economies of scale and this practice becomes widespread, but personally these options are going to become available way before Wall - Mart conquers every street corner. But then again there will always be shops who provide further value to the customer by enhancing the shopping 'experience' making shopping a leisure activity rather than a necessity. Probably a trend that Malls should pay more attention to before they start construction!

So, lets consider that this does happen. Internet enabled services does destroy the retail sector (even the unorganized ones!) . The amount of prime real estate that gets freed up due to this would be major change everywhere!! With shops closing all that area can be put to more productive use.

Ah, well .. but I guess I am but idealizing. I'm sure there will always be unions, communists and probably even local goondas who might stop all this from happening....

Image Courtsey www.indiaretailbiz.com

The Adam And Eve Paradox

[Note 1: This has been explained as a short conversation]

[Note 2: God, here, may or may not refer to K-Sama]

[Note 3: Adam and Eve might be a bit slow in the head]

God:"Of every tree of the garden thou mayest freely eat, but of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, thou shalt not eat of it for in the day that thou eatest thereof thou shalt surely die"

Adam:"Alright!! So you're saying that its evil to eat the fruit of good and evil because then we'll know what is good and evil is and we won't end up eating the fruit?? ^_^ "

Eve:"No dear, he means that if we don't eat from the fruit then we won't know that eating from the fruit is evil!"

Adam:"You're right! But don't we already know that?"

Eve:"Know What? :) "

Adam:"Good and Evil of course dumass :\ "

Eve:"Oh yes we do! But we didn't eat from the fruit yet!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Adam:"Then how do we already know whats good and evil?"

Eve:"Yes yes, very good question!!!! Ooooooh, u'r so smarttt!!! <3>

God: o.O

Picture courtesy: Wikipedia

na na na na

Na nana na
na na nana nana nana
nana na na nana na na
nana na na nana na na nanana na na

I Have The Moon, You Have The Internet

[Note 1: This little piece was inspired by the title of a track by an artist called The Field]

[Note 2: I am no poet and my knowledge of poetry is almost zilch. Do forgive me if I have crossed the line by even calling what I have to present as poetry. But then again, someone told me about there being something called poetic license...]

[Note 3: Just because this piece has anything to do with the net, I hope it is not viewed as 'not classical' enough to be worth writing poetry about]

On this Field of light, the city sleeps, the damned cold wind blows

It soothes the skin, but cuts and burns, through that wretched soul

The cigarette butt is thrown, and now there’s nothing, nothing left to fret

So it’s back downstairs, down to hell, back to that internet

Like a rising star, his dreams took’en flight, bright to burn the sun

No time for compromise, for idle delights, or petty things called fun

But soon the evil that, had got the better, Those creeping little things

That stray through dark, dark alleys, and other living beings

Then one day, he met a man, staring up the sky was he

“The stars are free, don’t you see. Like them must we be!”

And so that little glow, that once shone through, for a moment lit,

With that bright starlight, ‘twas God’s greatest gift, Oh! But until

And so he swore, never before, was he so aghast

That the stately robe, that he used to whore, was but an ill fit mask

He threw them away, only to be, filled with an unknown dread

So he ran, back he went, back to his internet

That mad man laughed, till tear’d his eyes, for he knew that God could see

That man’s greatest boon, wasted too soon, would never set one free

And so he sang, long in the night, until the break of dawn

“Oh you fool, I have the moon, but the net has killed your song”

Image courtesy: http://static.open.salon.com/files/moon1230534473.jpg

In Praise of Idleness

Bertrand Russell in his eponymous essay "In Praise Of Idleness" provided all of us slackers a quote to justify ourselves by. But of course he meant something deeper than what the title misleadingly suggests...

In the essay he delved into what modern society is creating around it. He argues that machines were created to ease our burden and reduce our workload and not increase it, as was happening in the early 20th century. He also stated that "Idleness" was a necessary period of a person's day where he/she could reflect on their actions and take the time of better themselves, be it through meditation, introspection or even the development of arts, crafts and other hobbies. He quite correctly pointed out that the industrial revolution was destroying all that the machines were (theoretically) supposed to aid us in pursuing by taking our load of mundane activities.

.... and this was the trend seen till the 21st century. With industrial production increasing the world over, the number of hours worked per individual was on the rise. As the humungous boilers, furnaces and power plants could not be stopped once they are started they needed people to manage them 24/7.

But then something happened - The rise of the IT Professional. With the ability to have flexible working hours and even the joy of working from home, the IT world is an entirely different reality from that of the industrial age. With companies like Google encouraging their employees to have a minimum of 10% of their time working to spend on pet projects (or even just laze around and wait for inspiration to strike!) Bertrand Russel's Ide(a)l(e) world has started to take shape. Sure there are IT professional who are overworked, but companies are beginning to realize that employees are most productive when they are happy and happy when they can be 'Idle'.... if at least for a while....

Maybe technology and capitalism IS the answer to everything. It is truly a blessing that corporate psychology has been able to justify what Russell spoke of almost 80 years ago to and convince Human Resource personal that letting people do their own thing is the best option for everyone in the long run..

Why Chelsea will win EVERY championship this year

K-Sama's patronage is for the men in blue!!
Victory is ensured!!!!

"Man proposes, God disposes" - K-Sama to all Chelsea haters

[For those who came in late.. K-Sama is GOD]


From the olden days being a bachelor was considered chivalrous and sacrificial. Remember Bheeshma from the Mahabharatha who took an oath of 'never "seeing" a woman again' and was rewarded with a boon of being able to choose when he would die? This was considered to be a great sacrifice of a heroic nature.

Even in modern times many of India's most respected personalities are unmarried. Think about A.P.J. Abdul Kalam, Atal Bihari Vajpayee or even Ratan Tata. They are considered to have sacrificed their lives for the motherland...

But of late, if someone remains a bachelor beyond a certain age people simply say:

"He's Gay!"

I'm Lost...

Feeling the Bumps

[This post has nothing perverted, shame on you if you thought about anything dirty.. no wait.. I wrote this line .... it was me doing the thinking.. oh crap - ) ]

It was one day, at night, that I really felt the bumps. At 9:45 PM with its ever present bangs and rattles, the bus was hurtling down the road that connected St.John's hospital to somewhere. Save for the four IT professionals going home after a tiring day's work, there was no one in the bus apart for me and a friend. And thats suddenly when it happened. With no warning, the bus flew over a speed breaker at top speed with me and my friend being thrown into the air a few inches. I could've sworn out butts were a bit flattened after the fall. But before we could recover, it happened again, only this time we were thrown much higher and almost no one in the bus could suppress a "Ah!" or a "Fck" or even a "Otha Omale".

And this got me thinking "I use this route everyday to work, and how come there's no discomfort at all? How come I didn't realize that there were even speed breakers on this road? Why, with a bus full of people and with many hanging onto the footboard, didn't a breaker of this size make its presence felt?"

But then I realized that we all had to thank that thoughtful bus driver, who might just have wanted to go back home to his family on that friday night, a little bit early..


Ok, I'm learning Java and other related stuff.. properly... but the most annoying thing is by far..
Compared to cout (in C++) and printf (in C).. I mean 'System.out.println()' just to print something on the screen is waaaaay to long a command. Granted, IDE's such as Eclipse allow you to type 'syso Ctrl+Space' to get the command but it is still more than the number of keyboard presses than cout or printf ....

Java :\

Is India Really a Cricket Crazy Nation?

As I walked past Forum mall in B'lore one afternoon I couldn't help but notice a man wearing a Mumbai Indians T-Shirt that had a picture of Sachin Tendulkar with the caption 'God is with us'. Well of course Sachin is God, for this is India after all Cricket is a religion here.

Everybody seems to know everything about Cricket, be it the latest stats, gossip and even the technicalities of how the Duckworth-Louis system works. Many a time I've seen people discussing how a bowler bowled a full toss and lost the match, or a batsman got "LBW'ed" in such an amateaurish way etc etc.

Once a friend of mine took a Cricket ball out of his bag (he was in the college cricket team) and some of the responses were:

Random Chap 1: Aren't cricket balls white in colour?
Random Chap 2: (Picking it up) Shit man, this is hard. It can break the bones in your body
Random Chap 3: Dai, be careful. Don't abdomen guards spread AIDS (o.O)

And these are the folks that comment about every ball that is bowled, every wicket every taken and every decision made by a captain. But the truth of the matter is that they have no clue what they are talking about. Out of the 100% of cricket fans in the country, only about 3-5 % would have ever played with a cricket ball EVER! And that makes the game into something completely different(Trust me, I played cricket with a CRICKET BALL for 6 years) than when played in the gully with a measly Rs.20/- tennis ball. When a batsmens wear the pads, gloves and helmet his entire body physics changes. Bowling with the Cricket ball is as different as bowling with a tennis ball as a stock market is different form your vegetable market.

India isn't a Cricket crazy nation, it only THINKS it is.

Kulir 100: The greatest movie ending ever

... the hero walks with blood shot eyes. The wind is blowing hard, time stands still and the people in the neighbourhood look at him with a mixture of shock and pity. The hero has just murdered 3 people and returns home to find his mother dead.. by a traffic accident.. sure Karma can be a bitch.... unable to handle the tragedy, the lonely hero walks down the road.....

K-sama:"Macha, I think he's gonna commit suicide ..."
Me:"Ille da, I think he'll go and turn himself in at the police station..."
Vinay:"Ya da, exactly.. even I think so...."

... the lonely hero walks down the road, the wind in his face, with blood shot eyes. Thunder strikes, tears stream down his eyes and the camera focuses on them. The tragic loss of a mother is an unsurmountable grief of course and the hero's pain is great.. so great that THUNK! The hero walks right into a telephone pole and falls down...

and then we see


and the movie ended o.O

Teachers and their dearth thereof

I would love to be a teacher. There is probably not a more noble profession than that of teaching where the future of the coming generation in entrusted into your hands. It is said that the knowledge that we gain from our forefathers is our greatest treasure (read for me as Newton's laws etc) and for the guiding principles of our daily lives. How than is such an important conduit, that connects the past to our future so less thought about and respected.
I guess its because the profession has very little glamour and hence pay. Teachers find it extremely difficult to maintain a family on their individual earnings and tend to take tuitions in their after hours. This in turn MIGHT cause them to teach badly in their respective schools, there by upping the demand for these tuitions. This leads to a spiralling effect where student from school A go to a tuition by a teacher from school B and vice versa for the students of school B.

Guess this noble profession has been brought to its knees by the power of money. Surely, the best teachers are living the professiona only to be reaplaced by individuals in need of ANY form of employment. Maybe its high time the state enforced teaching duties to its more well educated citizens. 

In the midst of all this, at least let the children not suffer.....

The Great Indian Dream

The Great Indian Dream: "Sit in front of the computer and dream of going abroad"

Being A n00b

[On the occasion of the word noob being added to the English language as the 1millionth word, I felt indeed a need to pay homage to this much used word]

There are many sayings that go something like

"You remain a student all your life"

"However high you go, there's always someone above you"

"A winner ceases to win, once he/she thinks they are unbeatable and stop learning"

.. and so on....

What they all essentially seem to say is: "You'll be a noob all your life"

Now that's a scary thought

The Aww.. Crap! Threshold

[Depending on the kind of vehicle you own, you tend to go Aww.. Crap! for a certain distance above which you have to travel. Here's mine..]

You walk = 1.2Km

You ride a bicycle = 2.5Km

You ride a scooter = 4Km

You ride a bike = 4.5Km

You drive a car = 7Km

You drive a bus = .2Km

You fly a helicopter = o.0

You navigate a UFO = The ladies toilet (in case ur male, vice-versa if ur female)

Cell Phone Gang

[In the wake of rampant cell phone stealing in my area and due to zero media coverage, I thought of doing my bit and write a humble little blog post about it...]

Two methods by which they work:

1. As you are walking down the road merrily talking into your phone, they come by bike and whack you on the back. As this happens you fall to the floor dazed and your cell flies out of your hand and onto the road in front of you. The guys in the bike overtake you, pick up the fallen phone and speed away before you have the time to react.

2. A "well dressed" guy come along on a bike and asks you for your phone. He says he has to make a very urgent call and has lost his phone/no balance/no validity. When you give him your phone, he talks for a long while (oh! and very decently asking the person on the other side to make the call of course after an initial message or short call from your phone) till your guard is down and suddenly speeds of on his bike leaving you to bite the dust (yes, he keeps his bike;s engine running, an indicator that he's a thief)

Not much is know about the origin of these theives except that they are from the fishing areas of Chennai. They seem to have divided South Chennai into specific area where each gang operates. A reminisence of Viramani's time? Who knows...???

On Cell Phones & Electricity

"Cellphone service is widely available in India at low cost because it was regarded as a luxury and therefore left to the market, while electricity is hard to obtain because it has been regarded as a necessity and therefore managed by the government"
- Martin Feldstein, Harvard Economist, February 16th 2006 in the Wall Street Journal

On wells, stock market crashes and what your mommy told you

Remember the time when your parents were called to the principal's office because of some trouble you got into at school? And after you were sent home with them, remember the long lecture about being a good boy/girl? INEVITABLY, at some point in the whole (almost) one -sided conversation, you would have raised a small argument, a small but very popular one of course. Like this one...

"But ma, all the other kids were doing it" . And then your parents think they can go all Buddha on you and decide to quell you with the 'smart' metaphor of:

"So if all your friends were to jump into the well, would you do that as well??"
[The first well ---->]

and you would probably have shut up. But were they really that awesomely correct for you to admit defeat?

So, now that I'm an economist and with all the buzz about the recession going around, I did get to read up a little about stock market crashes. Now a crash happens largely due to large scale selling of stocks (or any other security) leading to a downward spiral of devaluations. Now, if you held a stock and you DIDN'T sell during a market crash, they would be worthless in a very short time and you'd lose a lot of hard earned money. Now it so happens that in a crash, not all parties know why the stock is so bad and needs to be sold (asymmetric information), they only know that it IS being sold and hence is bad and they'd better start selling as well. So, coming back to the well.. if all your friends are jumping into the well, you'd better to that too... else you're screwed...

Here's why you might want to jump into the well when everyone around you is also doing the same..

1. You're in the Jallianwallah Bagh massacre (am not sure if I should put this here, but I hope you get the idea)

2. There's a nuclear shockwave approaching

3. The aliens from Mel Gibson's "Signs"are here, and as you might know, they are dissolvable

and a million other reasons. Your friend's aren't stupid, if they are all jumping into the well, I'm pretty sure they have a valid reason to do so. And I guess you'll want to as well if you knew that reason.. but only that you dont know it.. yet...

So, we finally realise that what your mommy told you... was.... well....wrong :|

Inside The Prison Cell

Here is the inside of an American prison cell in Guantanamo Bay

And here is the inside of an Indian slum dweller's home..

Seriously... What the hell??

On Hugging

[A warm up post...]

It is a known fact that hugging is less prevalent in India than in many other countries. Sure, we have our customs like the famous 'namaste' sign or falling at our elder's feet, but hugging.. well.. lets see...

Why hugging may not have caught on in India
1. India is a hot country and people sweat a lot. You really don't want to hug hot n smelly people do ya?

2. India being a crowded place, you might expect all of us to be comfortable with having people all around. Our personal spaces are indeed of a smaller diameter than some person from say, Austria? But our mental head spaces are just as large as any one elses. A hug would in a sense be intruding onto an already agitated head space.

3.Indians are spiritually aware as a culture. The concept of an aura/chakra/prana/whatever being taken into account in almost everything. A hug does, technically disturb both the individuals pranic flow in the body when the chakras come in contact during a hug and hence ill-advised.

What do I conclude form this? Its hot n smelly and AC rooms would be awesome if not for the green house gasses they emit and the power guzzlers that they are..

Blogging through E-Mail

Trying to update my blog using e-mail. Thank you network admins for
blocking Everything .. Grrrr.....

15 Minutes - Being Born

Here's a new bit of fiction that I was finally able to complete. Its on my other blog


Hope you like it, and do leave your comments


P.S. 6 posts on 'Words on Canvas'

106 posts on The Becomeing.. yay! I crossed a 100!! \m/


If something happens to you once, its a coincidence

If something happens to you twice, its probability

If something happens to you thrice, its a sign...

If something happens to you a fourth time.. never mind... you probably'll never get it...


A Hufff and a Pufff and we...




[NOTE: T2 can bring out the cynic in you ;( ]


[Note: This is a short story with Ravi as the 'central' character]

used to
She had left Ravi had lost his Job

Bad bad Blogspot won't let me further format the story, not allowing even the addition of extra spaces in between the words to enhance readability. Thumbs down Google.... this story could be so much more...

Piece Of Mind

Let me start with a premise here: "If there is something important that you stopped paying attention to, then what you care about has become stable, taken for granted or has become obsolete"

With this is mind, I would like to bring to your attention the attitude of today's youth towards politics. Most of us don't care about it, universally dubbing anything remotely related to politics as being "corrupt" or "inefficient". Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't this the only age in history where the YOUTH have started to NOT CARE ABOUT POLITICS. Be it during the time of Hitler, Marxism our our very own struggle for freedom, it was the youth that was the backbone of the political process.

So, if we do not care about the political process and carelessly assign negative attributes to create excuses for our ignorance... going by my initial premise, have we not created paradise??

Have we reached a stable political climate (Looking at it in a long term and philosophical perspective and not taking into account the squabbles of the political parties..) where the common man is (generally) satisfied with the government to take it for granted. Has democracy won???

Phew, that's as short as I can make it. This can be an endless issue otherwise..

[Note: Politics is never perfect and probably never will be. So long as people are dying of hunger, diseases and for the sake of ideologies, struggles for power will exits. But I think we are more or less on the right track. I do also sincerely believe that the youth have to be interested in politics in order to keep a check on those in power. Its a rule BY the People and FOR the PEOPLE after all]


Most Quizzes have a connect question where the link between the three pictures has to be revealed. Here's one for you :P


(2- This guy Sharan)


P.S. You don't have to know the guy in the middle, clicking on the pic would do

Left To Right

[Note: Pure Randomness]

Is the English language intelligently designed?? Why do we read a sentence from left to right??

Usually, the subject of a sentence comes at the beginning. And the subject is usually a name, place concept etc, something ideal to be imagined by the Right Brain. Now, since a sentence in English is read from left to right, the left eye is used for reading the first part of the sentence (Please don't question this, but there are numerous exercises to prove that the brain has a tendency to do these things, ask Google..) which is hot wired to the Right Brain -optimal for 'imagining' the things that the subject of a sentence is made up of!!

And by the time the entire sentence is read, towards the right side of your viewing apparatus(screen,paper etc) by the right eye, the Left Brain is more used to recognize to letters and hence the brain as a whole is able to make sense of what the sentence is really trying to say.

With this weird little theory in mind.. is Arabic at a disadvantage??

U.Sidharth Bhat.. and thats not even my name!!

Its really really weird when you realize that the name you go by was never really your name. 'U.Sidharth Bhat' is the name I identify myself with and proudly wear on badges... and its not even mine.

I went to apply for my passport the other day and for the first time had a close look at the official certificates relating to me. And here is what I came to know...

I was born with the name Siddhartha Bhatt and till class 10 believed myself to be U.Siddharth Bhat. One day in my class 10, my parents suddenly announced that the extra 'd' has been removed from my name (numerological reasons is what they said), but conveniently forgot to inform me that I no longer had the surname 'Bhat' attached to my name!!

And for the NEXT SIX YEARS, I thought myself to be U.Sidharth Bhat, which only today I came to realize to not be the case.

I AM ... Ullal Sidharth!! Vola!!! my name...and I never knew it O.o

Now, go on laugh all you want, one day something like this will happen to you as well .. and then you'll know.GM

People from Bangalore CANNOT cross the road properly!

For sure!!

[Note: A seat just above the tyre going bumpity - bump, on a bus next to the window, noise cancellation earphones, beautiful scenery (both inside and outside of the bus :D), pleasant weather and a cool breeze sure is \m/ \m/]


[Note:Absolute vela'ness]

ROFL = Rolling on floor laughing

ROTFL = Rolling on the floor laughing

ROTFFL = Rolling on the f***** floor laughing

ROTFFLMAO = Rolling on the f***** floor laughing my a** out

ROTFFLMAOTID = Rolling on the f***** floor laughing my a** out till I died

ROTFFLMAOTIDAWTHWGSLAW = Rolling on the f***** floor laughing my a** out till I died and went to heaven where God started laughing as well

Ok, I'll stop now...

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Gandhiji And Pakistan

As a little child completely head over heels in love with cricket, a rare book by Vijay Merchant was a huge treat. And there was a story in the book that I will never forget....

Once Vijay Merchant had played a cricket match against the British which Ghandhiji had attended. At the end of the match, the entire Indian team had a chance to meet Ghandiji. Now, it so happened that Vijay Merchant's sister had asked him to get the autographs of the English team, which he had done. Not wanting to miss out on the opportunity of taking Ghandhiji's autograph as well, Merchant gave the same book to Ghandhiji to sign.

On receiving the book, Ghandhiji casually flipped through the book and on finding the autographs of the English players, listed himself as an additional member of the English cricket team and wrote his signature there. He told merchant that he wanted people to understand the difference between the British people and the British government. He brought to light that his struggle was only against the British government and its policies and not against the common folk of Britain.

Maybe it is important for us to have the same attitude towards Pakistanis...

Is India's disunity actually a source of strength?

[Note: What I have written is just an idea. I do not personally believe that inaction of any sort is a good thing. But coming from an economics background I cannot but resist this train of logic]

There was a recent article in the Economic Times about how unstable India's borders really are. There is the long drawn LTTE conflict in Sri Lanka, the rebellion in Bangladesh, Pakistan's shaky democracy, Maoist Nepal and last but not the least China's long dark shadow. Inspite of such a chaotic border, terrorism and various other problems, India is stil managing good economic growth. And good economic growth is a sure sign of stabilty both politically and socially.

How then is India managing inspite of all these problems? What is it that keeps people moving even with such tough obstacles? One of the factors, at least to my mind, is the extreme diversity that India possesses. The attitude of "Someone else's problem" may actually be a good thing here with each individual caring more for their own locality and community. Even if there is a problem in some part of India, the rest of the nation does not pick sides and take up arms for a cause, rather it goes on surviving and building a better tomorrow. It is probably this attitude that stopped the Gujrat riots from spreading all over the country, or the Tamil agitations leading to a fall of the central government. Why! people in the north have no idea what the whole Tamil movement was about!!!

India is a country where the local language changes every 400 kilometers and an emotional and cultural integration is almost an impossibility. But the common thread binding such a diverse collection of people is the idea of a stable and free India. Whatever the problem may be, the Indian psyche is programmed to accept that it shall soon pass and that tomorrow will be a better day. It may be that the day this complacency breaks is the day when true paranoia will spread among the masses and the riots that Gandhiji and others were fearful of, during the time of partition will truly unleash itself.
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I lay down in bed and stared. At the wall that lay in front of my eyes which used to be yellow once, but now had turned a burnt brown for my very existence had caused it to decay. The number of times I had rested my feet on it, thrown dirty clothes and it. Allowed a 22 day old,sweaty, jogging shirt to remain pressed against it for hours, one that would have made even the dirtiest of rooms to acquire a new texture to put off the olfactory senses.

There I lay wondering. If entropy is indeed the master of all, and if that is so. What is it that we as human beings are trying to achieve by bringing order into this Earth? Leaving all practicalities aside, let us delve into  the aesthetic nature of order. Does man as a species. Seek to justify his own twisted sense of beauty by creating a logical flow to things? For if perfection is to be achieved, is it not a pointless pursuit for time will destroy it eventually???

But yet I did drag myself out of bed.  And slowly start putting the books back in order. After a torturous set of exams, the very books who's every word seemed to admonish the death of you were but a flaked memory. Of a night spent in desperation and the mornings - a sense of dreaded doom, waiting for the hammer to strike down on the anvil, with you stuck in between. So, for what reason did I have to pick up those very books and place them back on the shelf. I asked myself. And the reason was perfection, order and symmetry.

Man maybe a mortal entity, who's individual stream of consciousness (at least on a 3-Dimensional plane) is a chaotic mess of interconnected thoughts with chronic fluctuations as fleeting as the ticking of the seconds hand. Like the one a wall clock. But still we want a sense a order and purpose. Comforting us of our control over the very environment whose very nature is. To demean our false sense of impermanency. Yet, we fight against it, hoping to somehow, only if temporarily to satisfy our sense of symmetry. But in our quest to achieve balance and go against the forces of chaos that strives to pull everything. We fail to understand that our efforts to put the universe back in order, to create symmetry and uphold our sense of beauty is but aiding in its ultimate destruction. As the saying goes "The bigger they are, the harder they fall" so too is all our efforts, doomed inevitably but because of our actions  only a bigger, stronger and more stupendous..  horrific doom.... remember nuclear weapons? Don't they all have to decay or go boom EVENTUALLY???

But to strive for perfection is our very nature, for through those perfect moments is where our divinity shine through. It is through those few 'Perfections'(if I may use the word) That we are we able to touch a higher plane, a better plane where God is one step nearer and all that the world has to offer is but a faded blur. Like my humble room, that had then become quite clean really, and looking at it proudly lifted my spirits up. An elation that made me immortal to myself for a few seconds, but which was a lifetime for an electron trapped in its hydrogenic cell, spinning in the sun...

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Dedicated to DePP Designers

Now I know how hard Photoshop really is and think that I had the easy way out sitting and mercilessly criticizing every designers work.. sorry for the annoyance :P (But guess it was needed to achieve good quality output.................... ok, i'll stop now..)

Presenting MY Waves teaser poster O.o

Advertisement for the New Generation

"Their advertising in the sky, for people like us...." sang Bono in U2's hit 'City of Blinding Lights' echoing the thoughts of every city (and a few villages as well of course) dweller. Everywhere you look there are billboards, posters, plackards, signboards and neons. Like it or not, advertising is a mainstay of modern Capitalism.

Now, think about this. Have you ever been on a long train journey and at some point been forced to stare out the window with nothing to do but gaze at the trees whizzing past you?? Do you remember ever tree you see?? Of course not!!!

Its becomeing the same case with advertisements these days. For a generation accalimatised to being surrounded by advertisements since a young age, our minds have learnt to simply and efficiently block out the excess information. Its really like getting used to the cold water of a shower a few moments after you get into it. Your body learns to adapt to the new environment..

Try this; The next time you finish watching a TV show, try to recollect the ad's that you saw. My guess is that you can't remember more than 4-7% of them. 

So is the extra money spent on advertisement really worth it? Maybe the entire concept of advertisement has to be revamped for the modern customer...


If I could have my wasted days back,

But I used them to get back on track






Hell Oh! Oasis is the best band in the world \m/