Saturday 5 February 2011

A Year of Silence, Crazy and a lot more...

Can't believe I got so caught up in 2010 that I did not write for a year -___-

Ok, Promise to write more this year!

Friday 1 January 2010

Reset 00:00

Y2K
Computerization.
World Trade Organization.
Terrorism.
Internet expansion.
Reunification.
Dissolution.
World-Wide Web creation.
Composition.
Google.
Bird Flu.
9/11.
War.
Youtube.
Blogging.
Economic Crisis.
Wikipedia.
Twitter.
26/11.
Hybrids.
Swine Flu.
Blue Moon Lunar Eclipse.
Reset 00:00
1-1-2010
A New Beginning.

Wednesday 30 December 2009

One Year Later...

This post is in reference to the post on this exact date, one year earlier.

Is there Infinity?
Einstein as right, there is, Infinite stupidity.
Stupidity is infinite.

As I still try to get my act together, dodging the potholes and surviving in this world..

Monday 21 September 2009

Can't I have it all?

I know I'm greedy, but greed is what gives the edge and that fire to go ahead.

But the only problem with wanting everything is: you have to have no filters.

You can't focus on one thing and filter out others because you want it all.

Now that is a problem.

Wednesday 26 August 2009

Blue & Red

As time passes on, the past glories remain in the past, but mock to be resurrected in the future. Being the greatest brings in more expectations... even with the best.

Its not about if you can make it to the top, its all about staying there.

For a team with the likes of an unpredictable-yet-skillful-and-hungry-for-success Swede, #14 - a proven legend, and Barcelona's talisman, The Little Messiah there is more.
Even with 'Xaviniesta' the creative suite, the dynamic duo and the insanest possible twosome of extremely skilled and visionary mid-fielders with 'The Yaya' in between them, The Yaya, probably the most versatile and underrated player at this moment in football.
With a back line of 2 raging Brazilian Full-Backs on either side with 2 Catalan lions in between. Plus every sub, being a super sub.

The future looks bright for the Blau-Grana. But their game-planner, Barcelona legend sits in a seedy room with the ceiling fan slowly rotating, making that monotonus sound, at night, as he plans the best possible way to conquer it all again.

His eye's have that depth, that calm vision and raging insanity at the same time, as he traces out the plans, cause he knows, that their arch enemies are building a squad with the best individuals they can get from all parts of the world, with hopes of making a monster.

Either ways it still remains to be seen who will conquer whom.
As we zoom out to a view where we can see the horizon and the dusty skies at the end of it and the auroras at the top fading in and out, blue and red.

Friday 14 August 2009

Somewhere I belong.

Why will India never change?
Why India will never change.

I refused to believe. I would defend my country.
Recently, with all that is going on, I still refused to believe.
But then it hit me.
India has best shown its colors for what it is, a backward, lazy and corrupt nation that refuses to improve.
Strong words, I know. But I am entitled to my opinion.
In the wake of recent events, the state of your country has been even more appealing.


The Mumbai attacks.

The cops (who were too busy collecting quick money, i.e. bribes/billing traffic law evaders) were not armed. Some of them who were, had old-ass non working guns, while a bunch of godforsaken idiots marched in and killed hundreds. Finally some patriotic and immensely brave police put their life on the line to put an end to it.
What was the cost? Brave Indians killed. Why couldn't be more prepared?


The Recession.

Early last year, the world faced its worse-yet financial state.
With their economy struggling for balance companies fired over thousands of employees or wait, as they call them selves 'SOFTWARE PROFESSIONALS'. What a disdain.
Why were a large bunch of Indians fired?
Because they were expendable.
Why were they expendable?
Because they did bitchwork for foreign corporate giants.


The Swine Flu.

The Recent outbreak of the H1N1 flu virus as they call it has been the topping on the cake of disaster for our country. It has accurately outlined where our infrastructure lacks. Everywhere.
It has triggered such a media frenzy that media-whore's like Ramdev baba are out in the public with their say of buy-my-dog's-shit-which-i-have-repackaged-to-look-ayurvedic-and-eat-it to save yourselves from the flu. Its a virus for Gods sake, It cannot smell your nilgiri oil or burning coconut hair smoke. And the Indian people too. GROW UP! are your minds so tender and gullible and misguided that you will believe anything like eating bullshit (no pun here) prescribed by an uneducated hick who is not remotely even a doctor, and refuse to believe in science that is saving lives? Shit. They say overpopulation has degraded the overall intelligence quotient. Why is India overpopulated? Use contraceptives or quit fuckin around.
Coming back to the government organization and infrastructure to tackle the flu.
It has been clearly not up to the mark. People are getting affected left and right.
and NOW, after 400 people are infected they give a green light to keep a curfew in the city. I bet they were counting their money and making arrangements for their safe places to watch the show.
You uneducated, egoistic and selfish politicians disgust me.

So, I have been extra mean and vulgar in this post.
I type this at the eve of the perhaps quietest to be Independence Day.
With these things in front of my eyes makes me ashamed of being an Indian.
I want to run away, but home will always be home and I will be treated as an outsider anywhere else.
Caught between the frying pan and the fire indeed, I close my eyes and wish all of this was a nightmare.

Saturday 6 June 2009

Ain't nothing gonna change..

Am I just as good as a bad man sleeping
when the rest are dying
Or am I just as bad as a good man saying
There’s no use of tryin’
Ain’t nothing gonna change

Tell me do you still believe
Everything that you read
Will we learn to get together
And see who we really are

Ain’t nothing gonna change
If nobody’s gonna wake up
And start asking whose in charge
Ain’t nothing gonna change