Exposing Me.

"I have been tagged..yippie yay yippie yay" *imitating somebody perky*, who has passed me this wonderful, thoughtful, expose-all tag. So people, here I am. [Or at least a "side" of me, out of my n-dimensions]

I am [a] thinking machine. If only I could sell my thoughts, one penny a piece, I would be a millionaire. :D

I said Stop pretending and Simply be yourself. Not for anybody, just for your own self.

I want to live a life, I could be proud of. Of course I am my best critic and judge.

I wish for different things at different times. But above all, world peace. Noooo.. I am not making my girl [ok!! the girl in my dream] prepare for Miss World, just that peace is so damn required at this moment. Shrug the paranoia, and trust people. As one of my sweetest friend puts it, lets work for "A Borderless World" [page under construction right now]

I miss HOME and associated luxury.

I hear myself all the time, most of the times saying, NO..that's not the right way. Damn Me !!

"I wonder why, I wonder why,
I wonder why I wonder,
I wonder why I wonder why,
I wonder why I wonder." -Richard Feynman [So true]

I regret nothing for too long.

I am extremely moody. So much so that I loath and love the same things in different moods.

I dance "mentally" !! For the lack of harmonic muscle movement. :)

I sing almost all the time. Aha.. that's the reason why don't find many people around me :D

I cry mostly only in my heart [and mind], and almost all those times when situation demands. Be it real or reel, fiction or biography, dream or reality.

I am not a good loser. I abhor loosing. It pains me no end.

I write because sometimes I fancy to, and other times I have to, for I sure express "better" that way.

I confuse empathy for affection, obsession for love, dreams for reality, career for life. I am basically confused ..OR am I ?

I need nothing and everything. Something, rather Anything between them, just to keep me occupied [Just like a Genie]

I should get more social !!

I finish nothing, never. The urge to improve makes me put no full-stops [I guess I would keep changing even my old posts if I could do them better]

Finally, if I were to write this tag all over again, it would be whole lot different, hopefully not contradictory !!

I Tag ..... looking around .... all of you. Go ahead, know yourself and be Known !!

Beware you Dwarves...!!

The International Astronomical Union (IAU) did JRR Tolkien proud when they recently announced to change the status of Pluto as "Dwarf" Planet. In doing so they revised the "definition of planet".

Now that a bunch of "self-proclaimed-professionals" can vote to change the very definition of "planet", its only a matter of time when similar "amateurs" will be redefining "Human' and start calling some of us "Dwarf" Humans or for that matter Elves, Wizards, Orcs or Hobbits !!!

Why am I so concerned. Believe me you should be too.

As for me, during the last summer time off, I lost my "Magic Wand", and got stripped of my wizard status. [ Envious, wretched regular humans also call us Devils, but that's a different debate altogether ]

Had it not been the viral I caught [or rather viral that caught me], and the documented fact in my leave application, I could have pitched for an Elf title. [for ignorant soles aka humans: Elves are immune to sickness].

Lack of long beard spares me of Dwarf tag. Though I sure see a lot of those around the corner now a days.

Being an orc, certainly seems to be on the cards of my fortune, after a few re-births, given the amount of disfigurement I have gone through in this short life . But hopefully just not yet. [Oh yeah.. Orc are those ugly fellas stalking you, girls]

Now I don't really mind being called "human". Its a nice facade. But here I am caught in a land where everybody else is strange colored, and speaks funny language, they dine before dusk, sleep before midnight. If these are what they call human, I am sure they already know I am not.

So here I am left with no choice but to be marked as hobbit. Now Hobbits are cool. They are heroes. Saviour of the Ring. BUT hobbits are supposed to be merely 3-4 feet tall. So now somebody has to change the definition of "foot". [1 foot = 1/2 meter]. Once it comes to that, I am sure several explications have to be rewritten. We may well have to write dictionaries all over again, or better still, start conversing in Elvish [language of elves], or Khuldish [language of Dwarves] or ... possibilities are endless.

Acceptable, Huh ??

Confession of a Smitten Mind..!!

In My rare moment of Truth fullness [After few beers, vodka and whisky], I confess,

I Like Girls For:

- Being Girls. Of course !! Its biological, psychological, emotional..etc. etc.

- Having a golden heart: Carrying a compassionate heart, Women heal the wounds of humanity. Had it not been for their kindheartedness, this cruel planet would have been much more barbaric.

- Being Passionate: There is a world of difference between guys and girls, when it comes to enjoying. Girls take pleasure in everyday small things, which we guys tend to take as burden. Be it Combing hair, Cleaning nails, Walking to work, OR Fixing dinner.

- Being Forgiving: How else do you think relations survive on this mean earth ?

- Being Mysterious: How interesting would life be, if we would know every body's mind and heart. Enigmatic behaviour of girls add "randomness" to the otherwise utterly predictable events.

- Being Mischievous: Everyday pranks pulled off by "innocent" looking gals keep tense work-burdened-life-style light and fun. Its all in those cat-eyes people.

- Being Organized: Ah .. woes of bachelorhood.. :-) Girls not only keep themselves well-ordered, they even clean up the mess made by guys. Visit the cubical of one of your lady colleague and you would know what its like to be a Girl. :D

- For Being better bloggers: Oh yeah.. read Kusum, Silverine, Sayesha, Archana.. to name just a few. Without them blogging.. how would be this blog-world.

The list can go on and on..Ah..Lets face it, no matter how much we talk about equality, God has been hugely partial towards Girls !!

Wotsay dudes ??

Funny Bone

Being Humorous is probably a born gift. Try as one may, there's only so much to be achieved by poor others. Yet like most of those "others", I am blessed with witty friends with funny bone. And here is an interesting instance of a close friend displaying his sense of humour, yet again.

He was insistant on getting my address, for no good reason I could think of, so I shot back saying unless you are sending me a check on million dollar, you dont deserve it, and assuming that it is what you want, its "302 Easy Street Apt 120 Mountain View CA". And just 23 minutes later I see this guy reply.

June 30, 2006, Friday,
PTI Correspondant

Housing problem at its peak !

Cost of living in CA forces people (and saints from India) to move towards mountains. In a recent breakthrough discovery, one of the well known babas from India (who was an IISc scholar before re-incarnation to baba), has been found living on a mountain peak. He calls this tough life as 302 (equivalent of terminal punishment in Indian Penal Code). The baba also calls this as an 'easy street' to gain psychological releif. Living at point 120 (the highest peak in his area), the baba calls this as 'mountain view'.

The baba has recently asked for a dollar 1 million donation from one of his followers in India for building a decent ashram cum house. The baba can be contacted at -


302 easy street Apt 120
Mountain View
CA 94043
USA

Now now..Ain't that quick wit. Any more takes Old Man !!

And Yeah just to set the records straight, I am still waiting for those million dollars. I now accept only "Pay^ingPal" pals.

[PS: Address a little changed to "protect" identity, though obtruders in my quiet life forced me to leave my mountain peak anyways]

I Like My Coffee ..

With a slight twist, as one would say, I like my coffee, the way I like "chat over it", not too bitter, not too sweet.

And more often than not, chats over coffee, are the best moments of my usual work day. This blog is intended as a natural extension to my coffee-table, joining with people far away.

So guys, bring in your coffees, stretch the table, laze in the chair and lets have a Coffee Table Chat.. wotsay..!!!