the other kingdom seems by far the best

well, i was just talking to my friend charu
she is one of my oldest friends and we havent met for 3-4 months
even though technically we live in the same city
the conversation made me realise something about myself
which i think i knew all along but just refused to acknowledge
that i am a very sad person at heart (sad as in hindi sad i.e. dukhi
and not english sad as in bechari or looser or whatever)
i think i love tragedy i love to live in the constant companionship of
tears and pain and loneliness and this makes me content,
but not happy and content just content...confused so am i
gawd knows what i mean or maybe not he also might be confused, poor chap.

ya but the conversation with charu also egged me on to change this state of drudgery
and i decided i'll start making a few changes ..bit by bit
for starters i changed my playlist...(neone who knows music will understand that
it makes hell of a difference)
i changed my desktop background...(neone who knows me will understand it was damn difficult)
i added more ppl to my facebook account...(neone who can tell how that helps is welcome)
i will also start painting again how much ever the schedule is cramped...(neone who has ever dipped their fingers in color will understand)
i will (in some time) dump my digicam and pick up my slr again...(neone who's been inside the photolab will understand the joy of seeing the prints emerging on that white sheet of paper)

oh ya why the title... well i am trying to change my world bit by bit and this new world seems promising (atleast for now) and gives me hope that perhaps i will smile alil bit more in life.

Has eveyobody lost their marbles???

my back has been troubling me so i am confined to my couch

and because i puke everytime i see a saari-clad man-crazy woman

in any of those horrendous soaps, the only thing i watch is news or sports.

sports are fun but this time round it was the news bit which provided more entertainment

a thick-mustached heavy-set man tried to kiss RICKY PONTING at a charity function.

Ponting displayed his quick reflexes and managed to duck the the kiss but the man insisted that he hug and kiss him and he refused to leave the stage, ponting called mandira bedi to help him who actually managed to send the man away.

but the same guy made the highest bid Ponting's bat and came back on the stage

you had to see the horror on ponting's face, he was so petrified...hehehe.

but mandira stepped between them so that the man wouldnt kiss ponting again.

but the bottomline is mandira bedi was standing between two men and none of

them wanted to kiss her.

the next funny news was in H.T.

i usually regard H.T. as a paper with some substantial news as compared to TOI.

and here i was reading an article about a man called Anal Shah who despite of

opposition from his family married his maid, according to him her social status did

not matter. ok so what is so funny about a guy following his heart and going

against some stupid social stigma.

his name ppl ------- anal ( ha ha ha ha ha )

i mean need i say more .

lonely as hell

bhayya left today morning...again
and i am once more left to myself...alone,helpless and lost
i tried not to be sad about him going to hongkong
but i guess i am selfish and i would rather have him here
and tell him what happened in college...how my jury was
and all other things which he would listen to while solving
that god-forsaken sudoku.
i thought about all the amazing time we spent together
driving thru the city listening to our favourite gazhals...
i thought about all the scrabble games which he won by cheating
all the fist-fights i beat him at and all the time we wasted in arguing about
the most mundane things.
but nothing that i think or do can help me get over the fact that
we'll never share the same home again ...
we'll be in different countries, different time-zones
living our separate lives.
and what makes everything worse is that
his last words to me before leaving were
" hey rich...dont worry i'll send u a new ipod, till then u keep this one"
had i been more awake
i would have hit him and told him its not the ipod idiot its u
what a brute...he thinks all i care about is that stupid ipod.

ya he is being very practical n all but y doesnt he get it
talking on the phone is not the same as going to him
and crying mY heart out.

i mean we wont be able to go to a movie and feel out of place
coz everybody else is laughing at something which is not funny
or freaking out on a joke which nobody else got...

and ya today was my first raceday without u and guess what
raikonnen won.

shit yaar it sucks without u.

cool videooooo

check out this cool video by gnarls barkley...
in the previous post
i tried embedding the html but wasnt happening so
its ok
btw about the video...it amazing the way they have used
that mirror screen technique...it has been used often
but never so well.
its been done with amazing finesse. juss amazing.

Gnarls Barkley - Crazy

hey wass up with us /life

ok all fourth years know what i m talkin about..
(so do rohan and rupali) but seriously

what is this invisible, dark, silent, sinister force..lurking in the fourth year
studio which has rendered eveybody quite useless and gutless and spiritless..

i mean we didnt react at all befor 9:15 .. (maybe the monster is time-bound)

i mean they tried both the carrot and the stick with us but neither seemed to work

i felt horrible sitting there dumb-ly i know rohan and rupali must have felt horrible too.
and so did many others but we are seriously in a pathetic state right now...gotta do something
juss dont know what..
maybe the whole schedule thing helps
godspeed fourthyearites

life as we know it

well i was thinking for quite some time what to write
there were things which came to my mind now and
then but didnt get the time to put them up... well ...

the thing which has been bothering me for sometime is that why we hate somebody
i mean what is about that other person that makes one go mad...see red ( i know it doesnt rhyme)
well my theory is that u hate those ppl the most who are extremely like you
because in them u can clearly see everything that u hate about urself but ur mirror doesnt show.
they drive u mad because they are all ur faults personified...

i dont know about anyone else but it holds true for me in most cases (i.e. most ppl i hate, will put up the names next time)

hmm in the end i would like to quote a murphy's law,
EVERYONE DESERVES EVERYBODY ELSE



p.s. agastya's photos are there on my flickr id ppl
juss go here...http://www.flickr.com/photos/13746988@N00/
if the link doesnt work go to richa... on the sidebar

my weekend without agastya

well i' ve had one crazy weekend...the workshops got over we made a movie in record time...the movie was good..but didnt play very well...guess last minute editing has its pitfalls, well ubt a lot of thought went into it as rahul had suggested if the idea is great the presentation becomes secondary but a good presentation cant save a stupid idea...
but we all had a great time working on it...amay's sketches were fantastic and so was the rendering done by everyone else...they looked awesomely sexy on screen.
hmm soon after the workshop we saw TAXI2 gr8 fun it was ( my sentence formation clearly reflects the time i've been spending with dipie)... but ya the joyride ends exactly there. then we started making ad model ...stayed up all nite at dhara's place were horribly tired in the morning and then my allergies kicked in so i rushed home to take my medicines but due it i cudnt visit agastya...i am still not feeling well so thats y i m at home writing all this and not in college... the only thing i miss is seeing agastya...ere hav a look at my dude...my nephew...

Well we were at the Prince of Wales museum for the last day of the exhibition, after wrapping up me, kunal, aparna, malu, rohan, supriya, prachi, vineet decided to go to KYANI's for dinner. It was my first time in an Irani restaurant and I totally freaked out, the place was just too amazing. Have a look…

malu looking a little doubtful




but as soon as first order arrived (we started from desserts)
she was all smiles.


once we started eating...

the food juss kept coming















kunal even took some home...

and then it was time to go










babaye

hail morrison

gawd, i almost forgot today is morrrison's death anniversary.But here are some quotes by jim,

some mystical, some funny and some are just morrison being morrison. Well i read them over and over they just help me confirm the fact that he is the love of my life. sorry cant help being senti, he died on this day, u know...

Actually I don't remember being born, it must have happened during one of my black outs.

Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.

Drugs are a bet with your mind.

Each generation wants new symbols, new people, new names. They want to divorce themselves from their predecessors.

Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free.

Hatred is a very underestimated emotion.

I am interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos-especially activity that seems to have no meaning. It seems to me to be the road toward freedom... Rather than starting inside, I start outside and reach the mental through the physical.

I am the lizard king. I can do anything.

I believe in a long, prolonged, derangement of the senses in order to obtain the unknown.

I like any reaction I can get with my music. Just anything to get people to think. I mean if you can get a whole room full of drunk, stoned people to actually wake up and think, you're doing something.

I like people who shake other people up and make them feel uncomfortable.

I see myself as an intelligent, sensitive human, with the soul of a clown which forces me to blow it at the most important moments.

I think the highest and lowest points are the important ones. Anything else is just...in between.

If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it's to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel.

Real poetry doesn't say anything; it just ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through anyone that suits you.

Love cannot save you from your own fate.

Music inflames temperament.

People fear death even more than pain. It's strange that they fear death. Life hurts a lot more than death. At the point of death, the pain is over. Yeah, I guess it is a friend.

Some of the worst mistakes of my life have been haircuts.

The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask.

The most loving parents and relatives commit murder with smiles on their faces. They force us to destroy the person we really are: a subtle kind of murder.

There are things known and there are things unknown, and in between are the doors.

This is the strangest life I've ever known.

Violence isn't always evil. What's evil is the infatuation with violence.

We fear violence less than our own feelings. Personal, private, solitary pain is more terrifying than what anyone else can inflict.

When you make your peace with authority, you become authority.

adieu

movies and water

after a week of watchin the most crappy
bollywood movies i felt really let down but then today i rounded it off with water
not a great movie but so absolutely refreshing.
the little girl just lifts up your spirit
with her amazing acting
though the lead actors in the film (john and lisa)
cud have done a better job.
but i guess after metro and salaam-e-ishq,
water would definitely seem like an excellent movie

and ya the rains are still creating a havoc in mumbai
not much to do besides writin blogs

heartfelt sorry

i m really sorry for the previous scrap
while i was whiling away my time writin
this blog ppl were actually dying
this is my worst b'day ever

ok.. another rainy saturday in mumbai
ppl are stuck out there need to get home
some might drown and die
but what pisses me off the most is the fact
that the rain washed away all my bday plans
its my 21st bday and i am forced to sit at home
and write utter nonsense in my blog
brrrrr grrrrrrrrr
btw this notsofunny bday message from my friend just arrived

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DMiBSt_ODN0

blog layout

by the way i chose this layout called 'scribe' coz
i thought it was the most pretentious of the lot.

foreword

well....
just starting off on a rainy sleepy afternoon , coz have nothing else to do.
i thought i should write a blog many moons ago but was very lazy about it,
but now that my mind has become slow (just like this comp of mine) due to the
extraordinory amount of data it has to process and store so i thought that i might as well
use an external hard drive and relieve my brain of some of its burden.
blah blah blah
byebye