"Down the Gehenna, or up the Throne, he travels fastest who travels alone." - Joseph Rudyard Kipling
Monday, January 28, 2008
#5
"Down the Gehenna, or up the Throne, he travels fastest who travels alone." - Joseph Rudyard Kipling
Monday, January 14, 2008
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
कृ8♀T - Donate Eyes
It is not for nothing that humans are God's masterpiece on earth, and even to top that women amongst them are the epitome of his creativity. Don't agree? Let me show you how. Its simple, women are creativity personified. In fact creativity literally means the process of 'creating eves' - create-eve-ity - see. Anyways, this label of posts from me is dedicated to the other man made forms of creativity. Hopefully you've decrypted the title now!
Here goes the first one, that did impress me much!
Here goes the first one, that did impress me much!
Monday, January 7, 2008
arbit thought #30
Do you often - or atleast sometimes - not wonder that there are things which no one talks about, writes about, or even thinks about. They seem so silly and trivial that, we don't even care to wonder about them, leave alone share a thought with someone. Some how even comparing the number of weekly page visits on one's orkut profile, seems less weird.
It is then that I begin to wonder - is it just me? Following is one such thingamajig, that I keep thinking about till it makes me sick.
When was the last time you lay sick in bed - hopefully due to some minor sickness - and with your mind free of any meaningful thoughts, you noticed that you always ended up turning your gaze towards the source of light in that room - the white tube-light, or the monotonous incandescent bulb, or these days the even more so monotonous chloro-fluorescent lamps; and this happened again and again, even when you didn't want it to, till you reached a point when you started detesting it. This happens to me all the time, even when I 'm not sick, probably because I've gotten to this habit of sleeping with all lights on. It is then that I direct my sight to the other side in resentment and start thinking that we are no less stupid than insects - and while I am doing this, with my limited logical ability and knowledge, I start noticing these arbit shapes flying in front of my eyes - yes, I had warned you that it is going to be weird and completely arbit - in a random fashion.
They are usually in the shape of short crooked strokes and, sometimes even dots or circles. There's very few of them, and when you fix your eyes on any one of them - now that is when the game begins. You can never look at them, they always outrun your spot of focus. You shall keep chasing them as much as you want; they are like a currency note that is tied to a hardly visible thread, that is pulled by a man hiding in the bushes, just as a passer by bends down to pick it up - in movies or 'Just for Gags'.
Perhaps they are something inside the eyes or just something on the cornea, but that is not relevant. This I believe should be a common occurrence to everyone, yet no one talks about it. I know it is meaningless, but is it not also strange. Why did anyone in the past 23 years of my existence have the inquisitiveness to talk about this to me, or why is it only now that I am talking, no writing in oblivion, about this. Is it because this is the final semester, and having been placed I have nothing better to do?
Now, this is the part where I am going to filter out something profound from the 'blahbrage' above. It is amazing the ways in which human societies consider issues/ topics/occurrences worthy/relevant or not to talk and write about. Give it a thought, isn't the above 'phenomenon' I have written about more speakable/writable than news about two Canadians marrying under the sea, or gossip about the tiff between Ekta Kapoor and the other self assumed bimbo girl - what's her name...eh..whateva..
It is then that I begin to wonder - is it just me? Following is one such thingamajig, that I keep thinking about till it makes me sick.
When was the last time you lay sick in bed - hopefully due to some minor sickness - and with your mind free of any meaningful thoughts, you noticed that you always ended up turning your gaze towards the source of light in that room - the white tube-light, or the monotonous incandescent bulb, or these days the even more so monotonous chloro-fluorescent lamps; and this happened again and again, even when you didn't want it to, till you reached a point when you started detesting it. This happens to me all the time, even when I 'm not sick, probably because I've gotten to this habit of sleeping with all lights on. It is then that I direct my sight to the other side in resentment and start thinking that we are no less stupid than insects - and while I am doing this, with my limited logical ability and knowledge, I start noticing these arbit shapes flying in front of my eyes - yes, I had warned you that it is going to be weird and completely arbit - in a random fashion.
They are usually in the shape of short crooked strokes and, sometimes even dots or circles. There's very few of them, and when you fix your eyes on any one of them - now that is when the game begins. You can never look at them, they always outrun your spot of focus. You shall keep chasing them as much as you want; they are like a currency note that is tied to a hardly visible thread, that is pulled by a man hiding in the bushes, just as a passer by bends down to pick it up - in movies or 'Just for Gags'.
Perhaps they are something inside the eyes or just something on the cornea, but that is not relevant. This I believe should be a common occurrence to everyone, yet no one talks about it. I know it is meaningless, but is it not also strange. Why did anyone in the past 23 years of my existence have the inquisitiveness to talk about this to me, or why is it only now that I am talking, no writing in oblivion, about this. Is it because this is the final semester, and having been placed I have nothing better to do?
Now, this is the part where I am going to filter out something profound from the 'blahbrage' above. It is amazing the ways in which human societies consider issues/ topics/occurrences worthy/relevant or not to talk and write about. Give it a thought, isn't the above 'phenomenon' I have written about more speakable/writable than news about two Canadians marrying under the sea, or gossip about the tiff between Ekta Kapoor and the other self assumed bimbo girl - what's her name...eh..whateva..
Friday, December 28, 2007
Thursday, December 20, 2007
truth is funnier than fiction 1.3
Turns out, Orkut has a sense of humor too. We didn't doubt them on it completely though, if you remember the "Bad Bad Server, No donuts..." message that was supposed to tickle out your frustration at the page not opening even on the 23rd click of the 'Reload' button; however going to lengths like this - spelling the visitors' names and the Today's Fortune inverted - we never expected that. Heres the proof below.
Indeed my mind is most certainly creative, original and 'alert'. Almost made me think, I had some weird Spaniard / French guy hacking my profile, for a moment there.
Indeed my mind is most certainly creative, original and 'alert'. Almost made me think, I had some weird Spaniard / French guy hacking my profile, for a moment there.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
truth is funnier than fiction 1.2
ACTUAL AUSTRALIAN COURT DOCKET 12659 - CASE OF THE PREGNANT LADY
A lady about 8 months pregnant got on a bus. She noticed the man opposite her was smiling at her.
She immediately moved to another seat.
This time the smile turned into a grin, so she moved again.
The man seemed more amused.
When on the fourth move, the man burst out laughing, she complained to the driver and he had the man arrested.
The case came up in court.
The judge asked the man (about 20 years old) what he had to say for himself.
The man replied -
A lady about 8 months pregnant got on a bus. She noticed the man opposite her was smiling at her.
She immediately moved to another seat.
This time the smile turned into a grin, so she moved again.
The man seemed more amused.
When on the fourth move, the man burst out laughing, she complained to the driver and he had the man arrested.
The case came up in court.
The judge asked the man (about 20 years old) what he had to say for himself.
The man replied -
"Well your Honor, it was like this: When the lady got on the bus, I couldn't help but notice her condition. She sat down under a sign that said, 'The Double Mint Twins are Comin' and I grinned."
"Then she moved and sat under a sign that said, 'Logan's Liniment will reduce the swelling', and I had to smile."CASE DISMISSED!!"
"Then she placed herself under a deodorant sign that said, "William's Big Stick Did the Trick", and I could hardly contain myself."
"BUT, your Honor, when She moved the fourth time and sat under a sign that said, 'Goodyear Rubber could have prevented this Accident'... I just lost it."
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