Wish it were as easy...

As easy as ideas, coming to you either by accident, or through planning.. some of them getting junked because folks aren't ready for it, and some being given all the care and attention, by different people who have a stake in it, and seeing the light of day in around ten months or so.. some ideas that changes lives, and some that just keep changing..

As easy as ideas growing, developing, learning, disagreeing with existing ideas that might be obsolete, taking core thoughts which wouldnt change even with time, exploring, meeting with other ideas, and getting whole new ideas to be born, and keeping the cycle going..

As easy as the lack of ideas making sure that all the junk stuff comes out of the head correctly and exactly, five days a month... and all you need is a sanity napkin around your head whichwill just collect all the junk and dispose it...

But maybe we are in an age of paradox, because according to everyone ideas are the future, but there are only few who are willing to take on the responsibility of bringing out an idea...

until next time, do you have any idea about what i just wrote? ;)

The PHP categories

Humanity can be broadly divided into four based on how that title was interpreted.. of course, the fact that most of humanity does not read this blog is irrelevant in this context, because the 'humanity' i speak of itself is subjective.. :) That humanity is itself skewed, because by definition, one of the PHPs can be understood onlyby Indians, and the other, only by the technically unchallenged... the first kind of humanity is the kind that says 'Oh, of course' when i say PHP stands for Phir Hera Pheri.. the second is the kind that says 'Oh, of course' when i say its a recursive acronym that stands for PHP: Hypertext Processor (of course i had to google for it, you thought this was a lazy post, huh?)..... the third kind of humanity is the kind that says 'Oh, of course' irrespective of which version i tell them... and the fourth kind is the one that says 'Oh' irrespective of which version i tell them...

the subjectivity comes in because only the first two are included in the scope of this post, i hate the third because i have to include it, and the fourth will still be saying 'Oh' after the post...

I am one of the guys who actively started using a comp only after it changed its interface from alien green coding type to friendly clickable types.. i took up blogging also because of an easy interface... i think i stopped growing after that, because everything's made easy with Blogger... i have managed to do good copy paste, thats how this look came about, because i just needed to tweak the code and add the image.. there wouldnt have been a snag, but for the fact that i feel limited sometimes, like this one, was all geek and latin to me, but would have loved to be part of it... i started education again recently and was getting somewherewith feeds and tags... but then these guys (the second and third kind) have to keep changing everything always... its a little like the first time i was in Bombay, and was learning hindi numeral, by the time i read the number and checked my guide, the damn bus was gone!!

so, you would ask, why dont i learn code.. well, around 6 years back, i enrolled myself to learn C , a year later, i was still there, @ C.

so, as you must have guessed, this post is the result of two things - the conspicuous shortage of intelligent thoughts that make a post, and the conspicuous frustrations of being technologically challenged :)

until next time, hope you C the point!!

Tick Talk

Do you think i should go for some kind of treatment - i cant seem to resist puns :)..oh well, we all have our quirks, and puns have been proven to be harmless except for odd cases where people have choked on their food... but then, timing is everything, isnt it... so lets do some tick talk...no, not the ones you find on your dog, the verb, the clock ticking... only in this case, i am referring to humans ticking... (no, not the ones they have in Sri Lanka!!)

all of us traverse the graphs which go around the thin line of emotionlessness, some skew more towards happiness and some towards sorrow, and most of us have a fair mix of both.. Like the charged ions who are forever trying to return to a neutral state, sometimes we too end up longing for a state of no emotion, maybe because we are at a stage where even happiness is momentary, and sorrows seem to last forever.. but we dont seem to fall into that emotionless state, because there's always something that keeps you ticking...

its different for different people, and different for the same person at different times..it could be the refreshing weekend that just got over, or the one thats about to start... the good song you just listened to, or the album that you are waiting for... a rocking love life,or an ex-love whose separation rocked you and left you with sweet nostalgic memories.... a lavish meal, or the thought where the next meal would come from.... a ride in your favourite machine,or being constantly taken for a ride.. standing outside with a pleasant breeze on your face,or stuck in the rain and just wanting to get inside...for good or for bad, there always seems to be something that makes us tick, until, in the end, like evrything else that has done its time, our machinery also has to stop..

until next time, what it is...makes you tick?

HR Practices

Yup, they're the talk of the town now... everyone's discussing them in the real world, and i've seen at least 5 blogs which talk about it in detail... am still wondering what exactly is it that makes people hate HR so much, but makes sure that his record sales are still setting records... now, wait a second, before we create any further confusion, let me set the record straight... this has nothing to do with the personnel policies of companies, its more to do with the personal quirks of him, who makes you go 'resham, miya please stop!!'..

so what exactly is it - the trademark cap or the 'I support facial hair' look or the noice (nose+voice).. that gets on so many people's nerves? from the guys in 'The great Indian Comedy Show' who did a spoof by removing the cap and showing a bald head to guys all around who exhibit hitherto unknown violent tendencies, they are either making fun of him or want to cut his throat/nose...until sometime back, he was a national treasure, now he faces national censure..

the initial songs, specially the ones featuring the serial kisser were extremely popular, in their original version, as well as the club remixes... i see a pattern with what happened to sonu nigam...all was going good with him too, until he started making appearances in his album videos,his popularity reached an abyssmal low, before (i think) he got the message... wonder if HR will understand that the public are singing 'jhalak mat dikhlana', and restrict himself to providing just the music...

until next time, sayonee, if you are reading this, he loves you more than junoon..he really does..

P.S: small update in previous bits...;)

Tit Bits

According to an article in Vijay Times, bangalore (yup, you got that right.. and no, the newspaper boy dropped it on a day by mistake), 58.8% of bloggers worldwide are in the age group 13-19... and 68% of bloggers are women...oh, to be a rarity :)

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I loved this one, "If you always have to think out of the box, maybe there's a problem with the box"

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After the weekend's incident with Mika, Rakhi Sawant has been approached by some publisher to write a book tentatively titled 'How Rakhi Sawant got kissed, got wild....'..... Daler Mehndi, Mika's brother, has said that this is absolutely not part of Indian culture unlike human trafficking, which of course, is one of the cornerstones around which Indian culture is built...

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A fairly simple Google alert with the keyword 'books' returns such inane stuff as 'Spice Jet books over xyz tickets in special offer'... and therefore, i hope the title of this particular post does not land me in the search results for adult sites providing graphic information and entertainment (to some), based on certain parts of the female anatomy...

until next time, how lazy can a post be.. :)

Times Now

Absolutely nothing to do with the channel, but the title fitted in perfectly with the contents of the post, and so...a debate (which unfortunately i wasnt a part of) about the necessity of mobiles in our life, sparked off this post...

Somewhere in the not too distant past, there was a phenomenon called time, which was allowed to be a consideration while we decided on things... but somewhere down the line, we decided to do battle with it... the necessity of Wi Fi connections and mobile phones is extremely arguable... we belong to a generation which grew up without the above, but are living with it now.. maybe the last of the generations to grow up that way, and so, to make it arguable...

the ones after us are the 'now' generation, not just in context of the time they exist in, but in the consumption habits they have.. no, not they, we, because to survive i also have to be that way... and so i want news the time it happens - i may or may not care about the people who died or suffered in the news item... i want that pizza now, doesnt matter if the guy bringing it drives so crazily that he has a fifty percent of surviving the journey to my house... i want the work done by Monday, if you have to slog your back off during the weekend, hey, whose problem is that, or rather, is there a problem?.. amazingly i get away with all of this (hey, no hate comments, the usage of 'I' is only figurative) :)....

i want it now, and there are slaves who will make sure i get it now... and that perhaps is why silly things like compassion and humanity are conceptual, not realistic... and joys and sorrows exist only fleetingly, for everything is only now and never later... some great man has said that there's a time for everything, yup, only the time is always now...

until next time, what now?

Bait and watch

He was always fascinated by tales of fearless hunters, especially the ones who laid it all on the line for a particular kill... and the ones who extended the thrill to their loved ones, and today he would join that elite, when he would use his wife as the bait, for that one spectacular kill.. ofcourse the fact that the intended prey would not be able to wound her fatally did dilute the effect, but he was still thrilled.. especially since she didnt know about it... in fact, she was quite surprised by his insistence on her spending quite a lot of time in the same spot..

He had been hunting in the area for quite some time, and managed to kill most of its kith and kin, but it was a wily creature and had eluded him repeatedly, and was now alone, one of its kind in the expanse around... he remembered the ease with which he had single handedly annhilated the entire clan in his previous hunting ground, and felt confident...he waited patiently from dusk, for that was the time it started its day..

she was oblivious to the drama she was part of.. it watched from far, it saw her, and then saw him, and immediately sensed the plan, the way any living being could, when its mortality was brought to the fore...but it was thrilled too, it smelt another chance of shaming him.. it approached cautiously, hovering around the area, but never too close... it saw her trying to get up, and him asking herto wait a bit... it saw him watching and acknowledged by making a closer foray than before...it would attack only when it was sure he was getting impatient and restless, and therefore careless...

and she was the one to give it the opportunity... after hours of being in a place, she finally had enough of his reasoning and got up to leave... he was busy trying to stop her.. it sensed the opportunity and attacked... it had no intention to kill, just a bite, and his defeat ... but the bite hurt her enough and she attacked, and so did he...but it was expecting the attack, and easily escaped... to fight another day...he swore in frustration.... Cox Town's mosquitoes were indeed superior to their koramangala counterparts...

until next time, reality bites...

The Super X Code

It is time for one last stand
Humans and mutants cant go hand in hand
Its also time for the man of steel to land
and demolish the bald villain's castles in sand..


When battles within and without make us sore
Super heroes are what we are searching for
Maybe we need to think about it some more
Seems humanity is what we choose to ignore


And if at the end of the road
There is indeed a heavenly abode
Would it actually lessen our worldly load
If we managed to break the code


until next time, rhyme is crime :)

Singh.. when you're happy

The Bangalore University syndicate is about to pass a resolution which will prevent boys and girls from sitting next to each other in class.. about time, i say, after all, each gender needs to have its own space... hell, no one objects when they make separate loos for guys and girls.. :)

but you cant blame these poor profs.. when guys start roaming around with long hair, and girls with short hair and all of them wear the same kind of clothes, the profs need to be able to have some sort of separation to distinguish among them... no one is thinking about the poor prof, there he is, walking around the class, lecturing and sharing a joke, he slaps a student on the back, it turns out to be a girl, and the next thing he knows, he is slapped with a sexual harassment lawsuit...

okay, okay...thats enough of slapstick.. while i admit that its not exactly the greatest move by the university, a few years back, it was definitely an unwritten practice among students to sit separately in college classes.. yeah, maybe Kerala was a bit on the conversative side of things... a lot of kids come to colleges from all boys or all girls schools and therefore it is their first chance to learn to behave and mingle with the opposite sex... and creating an official barrier in the classroom may not be a good start at all... but hey, that still leaves the rest of the college.. and i bet the profs are thinking that while it would be a good idea to have sex education in classes, having both sex and education in classes may not be a great idea...

But the problem that could arise is that pretty soon, the entire lot of students being churned out of BU will be of a very reserved type... and that should definitely make Arjun Singh happy, he loves the reserved types...

until next time, boys and girls, whats your say on gender blenders!!

Sex Scam

Up down, up down,
faster faster, unstoppable,
like a raging bull
slowing only for bear hugs
up down, peaking
and plunge....
having sensex !!

until next time, if you have a share, now's the time to take stock :)

Deserving vs Reserving

In movie halls, flights and trains, restaurants etc, there are those who are fighting for space at the last minute, and there are those who calmly walk in and take their seats... the latter deserve to do so, because they had the foresight to reserve the space .. the point to note here is that both sets of people started out on square one, some before the other, and that made the difference.. and so everything is fair.. now, if someone in the late entry set got in by just knowing the right people, thats perhaps unfair...

and so, if we apply the same scope for reservations in the educational/ job system,. everything would be fair if everyone started from square one.. but that isnt the case, and so it makes sense to reserve places to level the scales... but what if, over a period of time, the reservations have done their job and further addition would start tipping the scale against those who normally occupied square one.. thats exactly what is happening... and that perhaps is unfair, because the regular folks havent gotten there by unfair means...

and so perhaps it would be a good time to go back to square one, examine it and define it properly so that reservation is done only for people who are eligible even after multiple filters are put in, and since i am no expert, i can think only of socio-economic conditions as the key parameter... there have been too many changes these past few years for caste to be made a criterion.. a case in example would be that the erstwhile 'upper castes' in kerala are in a much poorer condition than the so called 'lower castes'...

it is absolutely fair that a person should not miss the chance of an education and a good life just because he doesnt have the finance for it... but in the same breath, it is absolutely unfair that a person should cede his right just because he made the most of his adequate finances and worked hard...there is an argument i made quite sometime back on the subject of meritocracy... if educationis the key to a better life, then, judging people by their intelligence levels is also perhaps unfair.. for only so much of intelligence is self gained, most of it is installed without our having a say in it... and so we are back to the theory of survival of the fittest.
until next time, who is fit to decide what is 'fit' ?

Of Missions and Missionaries

Consider your general position in life...:) with a title like that, thought i'll start with that statement myself before one of you smart ones decided to comment... but the statement wasnt just for the sake of it..

what we do in life as a profession has very little to do with what we really want to do in life.. having said that, we are part of a timeframe when this is being realised, and more and more people are setting out to do their own thing... but different things like finance, peer pressure and the sheer lethargy of moving out of a comfort zone prevents the majority from starting all over again...which is where we come to the subject of people who walk a path that they have voluntarily seeked out... missionaries so to speak.. not just those of religion, but with various other purposes like saving the narmada or setting up old age homes... does their single mindedness ever fade, do they ever begin to doubt the cause? or is their faith so strong that they go through their life without questioning the purpose at all? maybe, just maybe, its perhaps better not to have too many options...

i have always believed that to every life there is a reason.. every person is here to do something that wouldnt have happened without him.. he is a link - big or small, in a chain of events that when seen it totality, makes a profound impact... pravin mahajan is a case in example.. by himself he might have been a nothing... but by his action, he has altered the course of a national party, and perhaps the nation itself..each of us is a case in example, some of us realise our action and its effects, and some of us will be left wondering at the end of it all, what difference did we make?
until next time, a different position, a different life :)

What ya?!

Thats my sister's lingo :), and i bet if she knew Ms Vishwanathan, she would have said exactly that 'What ya Kaavya?!'.... but yes, $500,000 is a lot of money... and while the blog community can make jokes on 'How Kaavya Vishwanathan got rich, got famous and got ruined', and we can all pontificate on the evils of plagiarism, we should maybe spare a thought on how a 19 year old's mind works.. coz we have all been there, and its most definitely a different world indeed...

For once, ToI (last Sunday) has done a good job in a purely journalistic sense, and given the story a coverage from different angles.. it acknowledges that a person of the calibre of amitav ghosh (who was her faculty in Harvard) feels that Kaavya did have a lot of talent, and the fact that everyone from william Shakespeare downwards have been doing a lil bit of copy paste job here and there.. and also the fact that the editor of both the authors (the one who copied and the one who was copied from) is a common factor...

not that i am supporting plagiarism, but like the saying goes, its a crime only if you get caught...unfortunately Opal Mehta got a bit too famous and therefore ran a higher risk of getting caught..and Kaavya and the 40 thieved passages from one book and more from another book did get caught.. the world has changed since Shakespeare's time, and information is too easily available for something of this sort to go unnoticed...Hopefully, she will get a life after this, and can pick up enough of the broken pieces to start afresh... for its a huge burden to carry, and theres still a long way to go...
until next time, such is the prize of fame and the price of fame...

The price of fear

1989... Rs.15... Bees Saal Baad
2006... Rs.170... Darna Zaroori Hain

until next time, there's a reason to be afraid

Ash's to ashes

and dust to dust.. thats how ash's relationships seem to be going.... and the latest reason sounds like the title song of Aamir's mutiny movie... funny that both the relationship and the movie sank without a trace... nope, it isnt a connection for the sake of a pun...:)

wonder how many of you remember 'Hi, I am Sanjana'.. that was the first time i remember Ash on Tv... it was a much awaited ad from pepsi, featuring the nation's then chocolate hero, Aamir Khan and a relatively less known Ash.. and thats around the time i convinced a certain 'Cool Drinks' shop owner that the pepsi poster featuring Ash would look much better on my wall than in his store... and then came the beauty contests, and the movies, and Ash went from looking hot in cold drink ads to looking cold even in hot scenes.. cant actually think of any exact time when the transformation happened, but yes, do remember the huge black and white poster bought in Chennai to celebrate the 12th Board results, for a princely sum of Rs.50 :)

There have been many men in her life after that ;) - Salman Khan, Vivek Oberoi, with the latest being Bachchan's bachcha... and while Ash has been wearing whole range of hats from a modelto a Miss World to a Bollywood Diva, i have completed a hat trick too, a hattrick, for April 29 marks the end of the third year of blogging...
until next time, for a mistress of spices, variety can only be another spice in life :)