Im scared.. I actually am.. I dont know why but im scared now..

It suddenly happened that I had this feeling in my stomach...the one we can associate with those we have before an exam (an exam we know for sure we'll fail)..

Its just fuckin with my head now.. and even as I type this I have this fucked up feeling..I may be wrong and may be confusing some other  feeling with being scared, but whatever the fuck it is.. it is bad. I can feel the calm around me and the noise in my head. I can see people just moving around and they seeing me makes me feel questioned, and I'm scared again. I dont seem to react and am irritable today. Im tucked in a corner and am scared.

This is not something I'm building  up...its fuckin happenin..I dont know whats happpening..

Till then..
For a world that comes with a user manual to troubleshoot such things

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I feel awesome listening to these...  dont know why.. but they are ultra amazing tracks..

 

Lets start with this one here... Killer of them alll

then this one.. Is something not all must have seen.. but an awesome kid track from an awesome kid movie..

 

This was a rage when I was in schoool.. kids used to digg this show

This one we grew up listening to on radio..well alleast those who heard radio when they were kids..

Im glad I have these on my blog ... may be someday I'll come back here to see these some day.. some time.. 

Till then..

For a grown up world.. 

 

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So I've been seeing this show for some time now and trust me when I say, I have my doubts about the credibility of the monotonous female's opinion. I mean how can a polygraph test tell you whether or not you sleep with your husband's best friend. Its impossible to get a normal reading on the test with such a question fired across to you. I know for sure I haven't managed to get a normal Blood Pressure reading once im strapped. The anxiety exponentially boosts the adrenaline, or so i'd like to believe.

Nonetheless, I decided to make devise my own quiz, my own Moment of Truth; sans the straps, the polygraph, the quiz master, the family and friends, and the monophonic female voice over for the polygraph result. Lets see if I can make it to the 500,000 prize money. 

Disclaimer: We wont get to questions like the one I took as example in the beginning. SO all looking for some juice, please stop reading here.

  • Have you ever caused physical damage to someone daaiimmm badly? Almost black and blue  (I wont repeat this ever time, but yeah the questions come tagged with their fair share of music and lights)

    • Aaahhh... I'll say Yes for that

  • Have you ever said 'No' to someone? 

    • Yes

  • Has any one ever said 'No' to you?

    • Yes

  • Have you ever been rude/harsh/mean to the opposite sex?

    • Yeah

  • Have you ever thought females dont think before they speak?

    • Yes. There have been times. More than a few actually...

  • Have you ever farted in a public gathering / crowded public transport / gathering of people in a closed room?

    • Ill have to say yes to that

  • Have you ever caught some one in an awkward position ?

    • Yes

  • Can some one also answer Yes for you, in the above question?

    • Hmmm.. good question

  • Do u think this quiz is making sense?

    • No.. Not at alll

  • What do You think of the person reading this?

    • Is intelligent and knows these questions are there to cover up for some other shit that shouldnt be asked

  • Do you feel like slapping some one right now?

    • Fuck yeah.. I feel like this all the time.. 

  • Is that a Problem?

    • Are you a shrink?

  • Are you allowed to ask questions?

    • Are you a dickhead?

  • Do you think you're getting nasty?

    • Do you think u'll get slapped?

  • Isnt this the exact question that triggered this conversation?

    • Aren't you the same ol bum who was destined to get slapped and die?

  • Do I have Insurance?

    • I can help you with that... I know some one

  • Finally you answered...

    • Ohh! Did I ?
I dont even wanna know what happened to my quiz master alter ego. 

Till then.. 
For a world where questions are answered at vending machines

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This is a show for Kids..As in Kids perform and they are judged..

 

  • Firstly, why do we have eality showd for kids.. whatever happened to School.. everyone is just singing or dancing
  • Check the kid out.. he sings as if he has a serious tonsillitis problem..
  • Why did Anu Kapoor get so worked up.. (the guy in the grey jacket)
  • Check out the kids expression when Anu Kapoor is talkin.. he doesnt know nuts of whats happening
  • I wanna see Anu Kapoor's educational qualifications.. 
  • Was He drunk? I think he was smashed
  • Why Does he mention Shoot me towards the end?
  • Why does he remove his jacket and then wear it again in a minute..?
  • Why didnt Kunal Kapoor (the guy in the black jacket) slap this nut sack?
  • Did Anu Kapoor think he was actually in the pre-indepence era, where he is shouting slogans?
  • Im sure he was hallucinating... check him out
Brace ur selves.. This is Reality shows at their fighting best.. 

 

Please do watch TV for more of these entertainment packages.. there are loads of Reality Shows on T.V and we havent reached Pay-per-view so make the most of what you can get right now.. Go grab that remote right now...

Till then..

For a world that Really doesnt Suck...

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  • I cant write small posts (I'll try doing it this time)
  • People have pictures of buildings, e-cards, trees, ladders, parking lots, play areas, pictures without them in the picture on their social network profiles
  • Every Blog would have alleast one post that would make sense only to the author, and only till the time he/she was writing it
  • Every person will have acquaintances, some of which will agree and some wont with EVERY statement he/she will make online/offline. And we thought we got along and be-friended like minded people
  • Not many people I know, like reading the instructions, ingredients, usage/dosage, dates etc etc behind boxes and packages. I do :D
  • Right now I have this thing at the back of my head; its telling me to cut this short
  • Many people, including me, generally end up communicating the wrong message on IM
  • I write long text messages when I don't want to give the recipient a chance to speak more than me. I know some people dont have the patience to write back so much
  • Indian women on an average are well endowed. I'm not saying its a bad thing, but suddenly I observed this 
  • Im now not sure if I should have written the previous point
  • Pictures taken by oneself keeping the camera or phone real close look like a criminals mugshot
  • I talk a lot with myself and in the act build content..weird but its now become a habit
  • I dont know if I live my life so I could blog.. or is it the other way round
  • What is the other way for the point above
Till then
For a world 

 

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So..I was supposed to pick this friend up from the airport (I was also supposed to write this post last weekend). Yeah U know those friends of mine.. the ones working in America, making a lot of money, spending shit loads on gifts.. the same ones who come down to India once in a couple of years, so its reasonable to spend that much time with them.. u see..this tribe is the BMW driving...Uncle Scrooge kinda people for me heheh..


So this Friend of mine...lets call him S for now and for the length of this post, for some reason I think u guys are assuming that his name starts with S too... so be it.. Surprise..

Allright yeah, S calls me on my Bday sometime in May and tells me that he plans to come down to India...and hey this time he wants to keep it a secret..(im wondering why is he tellin me.. then I realise he is confident that I havent met his folks since the last time he was in India, so hell be safe telling me..hehe..reasonable argument) Nonetheless, the details I have are:
  • S plans to book his tickets for Dec
  • S plans to keep his dad in  the loop (u know just in  case no one from the family knows, they might go for a vacation, and he'll be stranded heheh.. to be safe)
Fast Forward to December first week. yeah that bad.. nothing in all this time about the secret trip..alleast from S...

Enter B..(friend no.2..who fucked it all up for me and S ..well alleast we thought so.. till we figured out otherwise)..

So B lands up one day on chat and tell me S is coming..( I wasnt shocked coz B and Me would know the same things from S at all times)..and that S's family knows already. Whhhaatttttt!!!!..Apparently B assumed that as usual S would go around telling everyone and wont keep it a secret all this time.. I did fall for this theory going by the records S has with Jay-talkin.. (yeah thats like Jay-Walkin).. So B goes to the extent of sayin S's sis knows and she spoke of S comin down to India.. Now I was fucked up..coz I had just signed up for something that wasnt as exciting as it was earlier.. this is like one of those offers you shop for and then conditions apply...

To give u a better idea, let me show you what transpired.. Here goes:

  • me:im going to pick S up btw
      as a part of the surprise
    • B: what srprise?
  • me:areyy hes comin home as a surprise naa
    supposedly they dont know..
    • B: oh i didnt know it was a surprise
  • me: haahaha
    u told them kya
    hhahaahahahaahahaha
    that will be killer
    • B:he seems to think that its a surprise everytime he comes
      but it never is
      he himself told them he's coming
  • me: no this time his Mom and Sis didnt know.. or werent supposed to know..
    • B: oh they know
  • me: his Dad knew only
     fucckkk...
    • B: i was talking to his Sis yesterday only
      anyway, if they have a different dstory, i dont know
      so dont mention it to them then
  • me: i volunteered to pick him up coz i thought his Dad would have to cook up a story to come and pick him up..as a part of the suprise.. so i told him ill    come and keep the thing on..
    i didnt know all this changed
    • B: ok
      hahah
  • me: Screw up
    • B: i dont know that its changed either
      so u can stick to the plan
  • me: u said she knows
    there is no plan
    • B: thats what i said
  • me: im in deep shit
    • B: so forget that and stivk to ur plan
  • me: im travelling for no surprise
    • B: anyway, dont spoil S's big surprise
  • me: S is a cock.. if Sis knows it.. then all do by now
    • B: so stick to the plan and hopefully his family will at least act surprised
  • me: im the one who is being surprised
    they will all laugh at me...
    and fuck no lunch tooo
    • B: and even if they're not surprised, the look of confusion when he yells surprise for no good reason will suffice i guess  what lunch?
        oh ok
  • me: i thought they will be happy that i got their son.. and ill get good lunch
      i think ill get slapped now
      hhahahahahaha
    • B: :)
  • me: i think even the watchman is gonna know that hes comin..
      ill get slapped there itself
I guess you would have understood by now why I said B fucked it up for me..But then its kewl...After all of this I had given up hope on all the surprise..and everything that came with it..till a couple of days later when I again got a call from B.. tellin me it is still a surprise. fuck knows how he confirmed this.. but nevertheless.. it still was so..

So A day (Arrival Day).. I reach the airport..Pick him up..and then we talk... talk about whats the P.O.A (Plan of Arrival)..and I get to know that his Dad was still cookin up some story, and that S's Dad thinks S's mom and sis know it somehow.. 

I could feel my feet going lighter on the accelerator peddal.. Automatically..and I could hear the radio say :"Fuck It"

Fast Forward a few kilometers.. we are home.. S's home..

Grand Mom and MOm lives up to our expectations.. No No they didnt slap us.. they hugged S and were elated.. I actually confirmed this by askin S's Mom if she knew it.. she simply nodded.. Didnt know whether yes or no..

I think it all got punctured when Sis came home from work.. she gave  it all flat out to us.. how she knew when S cooked up a story about his tickets being done  by his company... Shhitteee...Now u know who the pot head  is.. that Bum S.. he gave himself away tryin to build up a story... why cant u shutup and just come down... 

How is a surprise a surprise.. if u say I am comin ... but I dont know whhat date.. to top it all uve already planned ur trip in India and made bookings for travel in India..hahahahaahah...and these plans and bookings include family tooo.... How kewl a surprise is that..

I still cant figure out what S was thinkin... in effect.. I ended up getting surprised how brain dead he was... and how smart his folks were.. and what an ass I proved out to be....

Shhhiitteeee.....

No surprises here on... Im done...IM DONE (Monster house style)

Till then..
For a world that surprises us..NOT!




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This video from a long lost movie.. Hum.. yeah thats the name of the movie.. 

Its a killer Video that involves:

  • The best Ham Actor
    • Someone who has the honur of being the most decorated and close to God (alleast apparently) figure
    • A history of the most impossible and insane acts and sequences .... 
  • An Actor/Dancer/Comic (also had a stint as a Singer)
    • Holds the world record for his mouth being wide open in almost all his dance sequences and actions and acts
    • Came close to being indias best disco and break dancer ever..
    • Later grew on to become india's leading comic actor
  • An Actor who has started doing  selective listening (doesnt tend to listen to words like Retirement)..can be seen breifly in this scene
  • 4 goons, one of whom obviously has the lines to deliver and is the head, thought he would make a career out of this act but failed to. Was last seen doing a 5 min cameo as a encounter cop who gets killed in DESHDROHI...
So yeah, with such a cast up for something that is a song anf fight sequence, its only fair I cut the crap and let the bytes flow in..


 

Im hoping ull have as much fun as I had watching this after almost 7 years.. Till then.. For a world of specialists

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  • Why do somethings always make us think more than others?
  • Why do something said sometimes wanna make us think again?
  • Why do we always realize something were best that way? or NOT?
  • Why do we sometimes not wanna discuss somethings?
  • Why do we always wanna keep ourselves from getting our minds on somethings?
  • Why do we believe that there is something wrong with the world today, but nothing actually is?
  • Why do we sometimes feel we need to someway convey what we want to?
  • Why do always fail in conveying what we wanted to, no matter what way we did it?
  • Why do we get frustrated sometimes?
  • Why do we someways feel alone even in the middle of a crowded room?
  • Why do we not agree with people sometimes, even when we want to?
  • Why do something exist and thus create a void sometimes?
  • Why do we someways not write/speak about such things because we are scared of being stereotyped?
  • Why do we sometimes hate not want answers to anything?
  • Why do I now someway wanna close comments to this post?
Till then..
Sometime..Something..Somehow

P.S: All would have answers to all of these, and all would wanna make a statement and judgment based on these. Please dont. For one post, please dont. Lets let this be..somehow

 

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Just tonight, before I retired away from the TV, which I was only listening to (was busy reading a few blogs) I saw this video that showed this guy with wings. So I quickly try to get a name for the video or the artist and I eventually Do get to know. 

So I rushed back to youtube and look for the video, and I must say I am disappointed. I would have loved to see a better depiction of a human with wings..(or an angel or whatver they have tried to potray in the video here). I am seriously fascinated by this whole concept of a human being able to fly. The possibility of mid air maneuvering is mind boggling to the fullest. 

I know, Dara would be hearing an echo, but wait there is more to echo, we might now reach resonating frequency.

I think I'll share this video with you. Chck it out for yourselves

 

Also now that the video is a tad bit disappointing, I think I'll share a few other videos that I digg. I dont have a reason for developing a favourite tag for these videos, but they just click. Check them out.. 

 

 

I Seriously love wrestling..and I am amazed that im 27 and am watching this since the advent of cable television in India..Ive taken many a scoldign from Mom and Dad in school for not studying and watchin events .. I can still play Wrestling trump cards at the drop of a hat if anyone has a set these days... and am proud of it..

And this one Tooo

Ohh and yeah these guys are not Gay.. This next one just for the way it is

Also somethings that I just happened today...

  • I didnt bathe..(yeah I didnt.. im on vacation.. so be it)
  • Paid a visit with my Mom to the Ladies Tailor
  • A friend gave me access to her blog.. surpising I didnt have it since October and I didnt ask for it
  • Just when I was typing this I got a txt about the Mumbai Riots and the newly appointed Deputy CM, with incorrect facts and a request to forward it.. I replied instead
  • I didnt twitter the whole day
  • Spoke to a friend after a long time
  • The guy who sent me the txt called me for what I replied, he was another friend
  • Spoke to 2 old friends now
  • Am super bored now
  • Not getting sleep

Till then...
For a time when I post my own video

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It happened so this morning that I got pinged by a friend from college, and weirdly so. For some forsaken reason during college we had a random equation. We called each other names and could never interact that well on a very basic level, like most humans do.


Well, this is not a post about human attributes and behavioral traits and patterns of people I came across in life so far. This brief above was to set up a premise for what follows next.

So I mentioned being pinged weirdly, and you will see that from the conversation below..

  • Friend: bro ...for a change think u r Lucifer - Devils incarnate
  • me: why do u say so
  • Friend: dnt u feel tired of feelng like god
  • me: not at all
  • Friend: or is it the fear of entering unknown areas...thngs whch hv been scoffed at...by the world
  • me: i have no idea why u wanna sound so biblical and create prophecies.. and voice them and always attribute things to fear... its not a world of pussies u see
  • Friend: bro i m nt preaching...jst tstng ur beliefs...bro accept chng..try being Judas then
  • me: i dont have no beliefs.. I am the change ur always scared of ... and run to that ohh so beautiful God of urs.. who is nothing but a figment of ur imagination.. Judas Lucifer these are characters that u wanna create to exemplify god in some way..get over it
  • Friend: BRO again u r dithering frm a chng ...u hv painted as absurd...judas/lucifer r examples of the alternate forces of power...they dnt exemplify god
  • me: u mortals use the existence if alternate forces as an ecuse to prove that god exists... I know how subtly these characters are built to make another one rise to the occasion...dithering from change.. yes... i am.. i refuse and resist to change from the facts that are clear to lean my back on some unbelieveable man made god
  • Friend: bro i guess ...v need 2 meet 2 discuss this...u can suggst the venue
  •  me: I say ur church.. it will be best to crucify ur beliefs in a place where they all started..
    it finally is the End of Days
  • Friend: ok...bt bro u hv lofty thoughts...2 understand human faith n the existence of the supernatural whom ppl call god...u need 2 hv sense, sensitivity and sensibility for it
  • me: those who have been cheated by the religious shepherds of their own sense and sensibility.. have now to accuse others of the absense of the same.. it was for obvious reasons that i had expected this to come.. coz the blind fold u wear is not physical.. its in the mind.. and that u have lost
I truly believed this friend of mine was just messing with me, till half way through the conversation. I think he was a tad bit too serious, and this I realized when he stopped responding. 

I don't deny still believing in what I said, Just that I didnt want it to be that hard for Don Corleone ( that was his name from college.. I know it sounds like Role Play)..

Nonetheless.. 

Till then.. 
For a world of Self Belief

 

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They aim to collect 1 Million Dollars in 90 days..

Please donate for the victims of the Mumbai attacks through this Website - it is simple, totally secure and the most efficient way to help them reach their goal.

Once you specify the amount you want to donate, they will re-direct you to GiveIndia.org to make the final payment by the method of your choice. They are working with the Bombay Community Public Trust* (BCPT) to offer monetary help to those affected. The BCPT will then receive your money quickly and effortlessly.

If you are an Indian, US or UK taxpayer, there are tax benefits to be had as well. GiveIndia, on their part, will process every donation and provide you with a receipt for the same.

 

 

Someone told me today donating blood food and relief to the victims is better than roaming around aimlessly in rallies protesting on the streets.. Lets start here

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Its been quite sometime I made a post here, and yeah that would make me apparently busy. Im glad its that way.


Its just that I was thinking whether I should blog about everything that I come across, or may be do something that comes across as a day in the life of Aditya Arya.Finally I decided otherwise and I think I will write about whatever the Fuck it is that comes to my mind, eye, ear or nose. (those being my sensory organs)

As of now I wanna bring something to the fore front. I dont know if people really see people's status messages on IM. Off late I have been seeing a lot of these, and I just made a copy for myself every time I saw a new one. I have a good list of these, and wanna share a few with my blog (my blog is now an entity). When I plucked the names out of these IM status messages, and just made a list of them, I seriously started making impressions about peoples state of mind when they put these up. 

I mean, its ok. Its ur status message, but does any person make a list of his own status messages and may be like review them once a month. Just to introspect, and may be see what he / she portrayed over the last one month. I think they should do that. Introspection ideally makes u blush, or it makes u feel disgusted of urself, or it makes u wanna check and tidy urself up. 

Its ur social mark for Fuck sake.... be a bit carefull..

Come to think of it.. I need to check my twitter steam.. hehe

So yeah here is the compilation. The names have been stripped off from the Messages and I donot mean to offend any person who can identify with his/her status message here. It is ur personal choice but is socially available. here is my 2 cents on it..Please dont sue me

  • On the crossroads of a journey called life. Different ways and directions in front..... now its time to choose the right way. A bit confused, a bit excited, a bit anxious, but thats what it takes to emerge as a winner
  • Life is not to screw up...jst make it smooth and i gonna make it...Forgive all who have offended you, not for them, but for yourself
  • Everybody starts out with a full bag of luck and an empty bag of experience. The trick is to fill the bag of experience before the luck runs out
  • Man's mind once stretched by a new idea, never regains it's original dimensions....
  • 'The financial situation at the moment is so bad that women are now marrying for love'
  • They tookkk aar jarbs ! :P
  • Everybody needs a bossom for a pillow....
  • Well ...who has time anyway?
  • Everyone is gifted - but some people never open their Gift !!!
  • Life is not to screw up...jst make it smooth and i gonna make it...Forgive all who have offended you, not for them, but for yourself
  • When we're together or when we're apart, you're first in my thoughts and first in my heart
  • I saw Leopard on NITIE ground ..... its was the best moment in my life....... NITIE mein aane ka ek aur reason pura ho gaya :)
  • Great dancers are not great because of their technique, they are great because of their passion.Dance is the hidden language of the soul, of the body 
  • Happiness is that state of consciousness which proceeds from the achievement of one's values 
  • I think a man does what he can do, until his destiny is revealed to him...
  • The human mind treats a new idea the same way the body treats a strange protein; it rejects it.
  • in dino dil mera... mujhse hey keh raha ... tuuuuuu khwaaba sazzaa.... tuuuuu jeele zara.........
  • Carry me like a fire in your heart ...........
  • Winning doesn't always means ..being first ...winning means you are doing better than you have done before ......!!!!
  • Decide to take control & be regular with it....
  • Flying in Blue dreams
  • Sweeheart's Bday coming...nachoooo
  • Storm the front... Take over!

Till then..
For a world with a better message

P.S: I forgot this changes the whole "Im apparently busy" myth and proves me all the more jobless. Nonetheless, Im learning a lot..

 

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It happened like the usual. The markets were crashing, and continued to do so. In the middle of all of this and a few jokes, I bought a domain name and it so turned out that I decided to run a blog on it.

So here goes. Money Out Of Control is the domain name and the blog that am gonna try and run. This would be my first attempt at doing 2 at a time (blogs), and would really give my best to do justice.

Looking forward to seeing you there.

Till then..
For a content rich world..

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[ 'Doing no work is better than doing bad work'

AmarrUpadhyay, the original Mihir Virani, is looking forward to his newinnings in Bollywood. ]

Does any one even remember this Jack Ass? He tried adding those extra alphabets to his name, which only made him sound funnier. And now the newspapers are quoting him. What is happening.

It doesnt get worse than this.. I mean look at him.

  • Hes got hair like a Bum who cant afford a barber
  • Hes wearing a Brown Leather Jacket which doesnt fit him
    • How do I know this? Check the sleeves, they are short by an inch, and I can bet a fortune The jacket can never be Zipped up.. never
  • Check he look this guy is wearing. Seems like some one just told him hes a Bum, and he cant react coz hes on a photo shoot, so all he can do is fume. Burn Mother fucker
  • Check his physique. Hes a Fat fuck and suddenly decided to tuck his tummy in for that photo shoot thinking he'll look like hes got abs. Jack Ass, that's flab. I can still see the stretch marks.
  • See him strut his unbranded (black labeled) underwear for fuck sake. Seems like he wore them by putting his head in first. No wonder they stopped like almost around his chest.
What a retard of the highest order this guy is, and he gets a quarter of a page on India's leading newspaper. And all of us thought News channels were dumb these days. Lack of content, serious lack of content.

Till then..
For a world where the Dumb is gassed out..


Image Courtesy: Times of India

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I was cleanin my kitchen light today, and was it greasy or was it greasy. I thin greasy would be an understatement. Check it out for yourselves. [The third snap was taken on purpose to show you that the back of the light is not black in color, but has grease on it. I used a tooth brush to scrape this part out. Didnt publish the tooth brush snap, looks like shit]

A few things that I learnt seeing this light (ohh yeah I learn something from everything.. awesome isnt it?):

  • Kitchen lights should be cleaned more than twice a year
  • Kitchen Lights take most of the heat, oil and spices in the Kitchen
  • The amount of oil on the Light is an indication of the amount I consumed, in the time since the light was last cleaned
  • I now know what happened to me, and why I am not hitting the gym
  • Half the oil from your food goes up to the Light, so its still okk with the food you eat
  • Oil with Spices forms a dangerous adhesive
  • I need a kitchen chimney, which I personally cant afford now
  • I am glad I had split pea soup today, the only thing it sent to the light and inside me was pea water
Daaiiimmm I learnt a lot of things from this Light cleaning expedition. I touched the light and then there was Light..hahaha

Till then..
For a world well lit..
& Split pea soup
& lentil soup

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So yeah, it started by being a usual Sunday; satisfied all the criterion { late double egg breakfast, no need for a bath, forgot to brush my teeth, wake up with the Internet in my face, meet friends who disappear all week, and Rajma for Lunch (almost after like 2 months, was a usual ever since childhood) }

Then suddenly post lunch, family decided they wanted to go for some exhibitions. I mean, what better way to spend a weekend. (ddaaaimmm)

Nevertheless, I am and will remain the quintessential chauffeur of the house (on days when the one who is paid to do this doesnt turn up). So I did go for this forsaken Inside Outside Mega Show. I couldnt gather jack from this Mega show of sorts, apart from the only thing I concluded. Cocks of the highest order should get in better air-conditioning and not some Carrier split units, to cool a canopy they had put up for the exhibition. It was so hot, so hot, so hot, so hot ....some people were fed up their coffee wasnt cooling down.. daaaaiiiiimmm....

I guess this is exactly the kinda place where a few kids would have invented the Rock Paper Scissors game. All you can see around yourself are stalls displaying rocks, stones, marbles and tiles. All these stalls are giving out paper (pamphlets) and all you need to bringthis shit down is a pair of scissors. (Cut the power lines..dont ask me why I said this.. It was just something that cropped up suddenly)

So we finally get done with this, and head to encash on these discount cupons we got with our cell phone bills this time. (the only advantage of not receiving an e-bill). We got a 40% discount on Reebok shoes, and so my Mom decided to get herself a new pair of shoes. (ohh yeah.. she goes for walks with her set of friends morning and evening..daaiimm... and she does yoga too..sucks if ur lookin for inspiration to not exercise)

I was also gonna pick up a pair of Salomons, but I decided otherwise.

In all of this, suddenly from somewhere, I could feel that sneeze comin and I knew im going down. By the time im writing this on Monday, I already have a little bit of cold, and a hurting throat.

Sucks totallyyyyy......

Till then...
For a world that can decide if Sundays suck more than Mondays


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Its weird how my name, Aditya means 'SUN', and the Sun hats me so much.

Why do I have to look like a weird alient species, or a half boiled egg, when clicked with the Sun behind me?

This is one question which will remain unanswered for I dont know how long. Does anyone know any cosmetic surgeon who re-shapes heads?

Till then..
For a world of cone heads..(Alien nation millennium)

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So yeah. Its been a month now. 30 odd days since I gave up my job. Its also been 30 days of doing a lot of things:
  • Felling happy (on more ocassions than before)
  • Eating and Sleeping healthy (I know this is one thing people like to do)
  • The thought of enrolling at a gym, and 28 days since the implementation of it
  • Heavy thinking
  • Reading off the internet
  • Taking those evening walks in the neighborhood
  • Doing those things I wanted to do like
    • Write a letter (still haven't posted it)
    • See no movies (actually none since then.. alleast not that ive paid for.. saving money)
    • See television for a whole day ( the first couple of days actually)
  • Random Shopping sprees. I cant afford much these days, so I hit the mart and buy those small little things(in fact I go to these places on more than one day a week, some times just for that window shopping):
    • Nutrition biscuits
    • Juices
    • Wine
    • Cookies
    • Eggs and Bread
    • Vacuum Cleaner (got those small motor ones, that run for 15 mins at a go, and cease. Got it coz my older one was damaged)
  • Meeting up with friends (actually had a lot of these days when I went out with friends, and had a couple of odd weekdays when I met old friends too. Old as in more than 3 years of un-met time gap)
  • Meeting up with a lot of Doctors, trying to get myself sorted (alleast freed of the 100,000 ailments I had and didnt know of)
  • Did my closet, is all tidy and clean now (feels like new now, found a couple of jeans from college. They dont fit me of course, but still look super kewl)
  • Subscribing to a lot of news letters, mailing lists, blogs, pages and bulding that book mark gallery :D
  • Well yeah, attended barcamp
There might be a mother load of things I might have been upto. Not actually tryin to keep my self busy, but just generally going with the flow.

But yeah all good things have to come to an end. Some one said that, and I think he was a fool of the highest order. I do feel the need to get a job now, after Ive done like a month with myself ( I cant spend more time with myself). Nevertheless, I also feel that I need to get a job that would give me enough time to continue doing all of this, and more may be.

Ive been hearing from people that the job market is kinda slow now, and has hit a dead end. But then What The F. Im going slow with it, and I think I'll find myself something kewl enough. Or so i'd like to believe. (On a second tangent, I sometimes thought if all in this world should work and earn. Turns out that it is that way.So be it)

Why I'm doin this today is, coz Ill be goin to my ex-work-palce today, to collect my cheque (money!!) for the last month. So people will ask, as to what Im upto,and what my plans are. So here it is.

Also something that I totally dont get is, why does everyone and everything need to have a plan? There have been times (and this when I was employed), I have had conversations when people tagg a person non-ambitious, direction less and irresponsible if he doesnt have a plan in life. I think its a bit too harsh to say so. Just coz, we have lost our ability to take risks a long time back, we think its un-cool to not have a plan and go with the flow.

But then again, may be it got it from all the wrong people. And to top it all, it was a personal view. So Frracckkk IT!

Till then...
For a world where peole work 182 days..
And get paid as much... hehe

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I finally have them captured, or so I believe. It comes really close to being orange.

Ohh btw.. this is from a couple of days back, although its comin to the same color today too. But while I was posting this, it was still getting there.

Till then...
For a world of Vibgyor skies in a pseudo random sequence
Daaiimmmm tripppy

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Its Dashera today, and I seriously dont know the significance in the current sensibility. All my life till date, I have known one thing, this day meant, a royal breakfast. All inclusive of Super hot, Super Juicy Jalebis, but what I've come down to instead is not even close to sad.

Nevertheless, alleast I can imagine those Jalebis.

Till then...
For a pesudo healthy world

P.S: I dont have the ear buds for breakfast, they were just there on the table, and they added color to the pic (alleast close to a Jalebi color)

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Whether I'm Agnostic / Atheist is something I always debate with my conscience. And to some extent I have come to believe that, its kinda tough to decide which category do U classify as, and all those who think they've made this decision, and will stick to being one of the 2, should take some time and re-think.

Anyway, that's beyond the point and scope of this write-up (this so sounded like a paper-presentation at IEEE).So yeah despite my various beliefs, I have to tag along to all these religious excursions, as and when they happen. Fortunately for me, they don't happen all that much. So yeah, the primary purpose I serve, when I'm going for such trips (feels weird to even call it a trip, but then coz its divine for some may be it is a trip), is to drive around and make travel comfortable.

So this time round it was the Durga Puja that my Mom zeroed in on, and so it had to be. Well, come to think of it, these religious camping sites are not what they were conventionally supposed to be like, or so I'd like to believe. No ways, could the festivities include heavy branding exercises, popular artist performances, television and news coverage, celebrity power, commercialization, money spinning, food sales (brands in there too) back in the day. But like they say, everyone hated the capitalist hehe.

So yeah, among all the buzz, hype and proximity debate about where should one eventually go (the city has more than 20 of such sites, daaiimmm), it was all done. The place was decided, the day was marked on calendars and the groupies were called upon. (hahaha the last part didn't happen). So without getting into details of what happened when we were about to leave and on the day that we were supposed to be going, ill move ahead. Cutting a long story really short, eventually it was just my Mom, that was going, and me of course, the driver. :D

Fast forwarding to like around 23:15 pm Wednesday, 8th October, 2008.

So this is also the night when the residents, alleast some of them, decided they wanna do the Dandiya. (check here for details on Dandiya) Primary objective being to cut through the crazee ass Dandiya players, fighters, performers whatever they are called, and also through the post dandiya Housie/Thumbola/Bingo players, and the awesome crowd of onlookers. (yeah for all u know U need a lawn mover to do this). Having accomplished the first obstacle, it was time to get instructions for the next assignment in the level of the game, and they were to somehow reach the Durga Puja Pandal (Pandal meaning camp site, simply put).

The drive was more or less smooth, till the time I got a text from the second contingent, informing me about heavy traffic and shit loads of people swarming the place. However, taking into consideration that the information was sent to me was based on observations made half an hour ago, I thought things would have been cleared, and I decided to head strong.Ohh btw, the second contingent was my Sis and Bro-in-Law. Just to tie them in here, my Sis's new family is Bengali, so yeah now you know the Durga Puja influence. (hehheeh)

So getting back to the decision that I made to continue driving, little did I know I was driving into a Live Volcano. Take my word for this, and this by no means is an exaggeration, when I say the traffic was like still and not moving and full of F~!@ed up drivers who honked all night. And this applied for both sides of the road, up and down. It was almost like the biggest emission meet that people had come together for. Fully loaded with engines running un-interrupted (both petrol and diesel), generator vans, parked vehicles running engines to hit the A/C knob, as if they were all trying to break a Guinness record for the maximum emission and environmental damage in a single night in a 1 mile radius; and all of this is the name of a religious gathering.

After around 20 mins of being in that same spot on the road, we finally moved (apparently some fat ass celebrity couldn't get his ass to walk some distance and so his car was picking him up at the gates, awesome, so much for being a celebrity and fat at that). So getting closer to the gates I had this feeling that something more has to happen, it just cant get over so soon. And I wasn't wrong. The heavy flash lights that were hitting the entrance and exit gates, created a relative darker spot on the road and places beyond the gates, which could be seen if concentrated hard (these could be called blind spots, or shadow regions) . For some reason I had nothing to do in the traffic so I did concentrate hard enough to see the real reason for the snarling pace of the traffic. To be realistic, there were alleast a minimum 200 heads that I could blindly count queuing up at the gates. I suddenly got that feeling you get when u suddenly wanna take a dump daaiimmm bad..and yeah I did shit in my pants, momentarily. Nevertheless, I did muster up the courage to drive ahead, hoping that I'll drop my Mom off at the gates and head in my quest to park, may be in a different city. As we approached the gates and the flood lights fell over the flood of humans, me and my Mom shared a moment and exchanged that look. That bewildered look, the one that gave the unspoken expression: What  The FUCK!!! The next moment I almost burst out laughing, but I didnt, coz my Mom still had that look. So it was obvious and crystal clear, that tonight this wasn't the place to be, and so I drive on.

As I drove past the [n(raised to the power of n)] number of people, queued up to get a glimpse of Goddess Durga, and may be practice binge eating on the deep fried savories, I was tryin to recollect when had I last seen such lines, apart from refugee camps, and rescue transit camps for disaster affected places, and I couldn't figure it out. All this while driving in awe of the number of people serpentining (the dictionary app gave me a spelling mistake for this word, but it exists, it means to be visually,apparently like a serpent) around the whole place.

So lets do this, this queue went over a Kilometer, almost under a mile. Approximately, there would be no less than 500-800(ball park) people queued up to get in. The security guards at the gates take 1 min to frisk each person and let them in, and for every 4 people that go in, there is 1 that comes out, and 3 new that get added to the queue. Also, assuming that before the queue went over like 30 people, there was a steady number of people at the grounds, that made it max capacity. Also, if there was a deity, alleast 20 food and shopping stalls, and 100 people to meet and 4 things to see, on an average every person would spend a minimum of an hour and a half in the ground.

I dont even feel like completing the Math I presented above.

So getting back to where we started, the Intention tonight was for my Mom to face Goddess Durga and ask for whatever she wanted, or may be I thought this is how it was. So we manage to somehow, steer clear of the mad head-count, and move towards a far more secluded, ignored, not so branded, not so busy, not so hyped, not so poignant, not so extravagant, not so madd Durga Puja Pandal, may be a couple of miles ahead (I told u there were loads of them dotting the city). And what a peaceful place this was, alleast compared to what I came from. Parked at ease, walked in comfortably, breezed through the security checks, strolled through the existing and extinct stalls and shit. And there it was, it was the simplest of things that could be done. A couple of Bengali singers, performing to a crowd that was by no standard motivating, Goddess Durga was left to be with her self, and her companions on the Pandal, no one was practically bothered about anyone or anything. I guess that's what it takes to be sane. It was a quick 15 min affair, where my Mom spent some time with the Goddess (haha), I clicked a few snaps, and guess what we were already on ur way out.

By the way, the time now is approximately  00:35 on 9th October. Something inside me made me wanna try my luck at this first orgy again. This time just to see what is inside that pulls people here, and not elsewhere.

Hahahahah I know uve guessed it already, I again spent 20 mins in a traffic jam, and saw the queue, reduced by not even 1/4th of the original.

Overall it was a very de-accelerating experience for me. If I didnt mention this to you, I had done this last year too, but at a different loaction, where I did manage to get in, but thats a different story all together.

What has become of  festivals these days? Where are we headed with this? May be next year, there will be more celebrities, more brands endorsing it, more people swarming the place, more money being pulled outta people's pockets, and all of this based on this years turnout.

Till then...
For a world where Gods dont charge a Visiting Fee..(If They did exist at any point in time)

P.S: This has, in no way, been written to offend any sect, religion, or any person's religious sentiments. It is just a personal opinion and belongs only to the author. Any person agreeing or disagreeing with the sentiments of the author, is not under any influence.


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Whether I'm Agnostic / Atheist is something I always debate with my conscience. And to some extent I have come to believe that, its kinda tough to decide which category do U classify as, and all those who think they've made this decision, and will stick to being one of the 2, should take some time and re-think.

Anyway, that's beyond the point and scope of this write-up (this so sounded like a paper-presentation at IEEE).So yeah despite my various beliefs, I have to tag along to all these religious excursions, as and when they happen. Fortunately for me, they don't happen all that much. So yeah, the primary purpose I serve, when I'm going for such trips (feels weird to even call it a trip, but then coz its divine for some may be it is a trip), is to drive around and make travel comfortable.

So this time round it was the Durga Puja that my Mom zeroed in on, and so it had to be. Well, come to think of it, these religious camping sites are not what they were conventionally supposed to be like, or so I'd like to believe. No ways, could the festivities include heavy branding exercises, popular artist performances, television and news coverage, celebrity power, commercialization, money spinning, food sales (brands in there too) back in the day. But like they say, everyone hated the capitalist hehe.

So yeah, among all the buzz, hype and proximity debate about where should one eventually go (the city has more than 20 of such sites, daaiimmm), it was all done. The place was decided, the day was marked on calendars and the groupies were called upon. (hahaha the last part didn't happen). So without getting into details of what happened when we were about to leave and on the day that we were supposed to be going, ill move ahead. Cutting a long story really short, eventually it was just my Mom, that was going, and me of course, the driver. :D

Fast forwarding to like around 23:15 pm Wednesday, 8th October, 2008.

So this is also the night when the residents, alleast some of them, decided they wanna do the Dandiya. (check here for details on Dandiya) Primary objective being to cut through the crazee ass Dandiya players, fighters, performers whatever they are called, and also through the post dandiya Housie/Thumbola/Bingo players, and the awesome crowd of onlookers. (yeah for all u know U need a lawn mover to do this). Having accomplished the first obstacle, it was time to get instructions for the next assignment in the level of the game, and they were to somehow reach the Durga Puja Pandal (Pandal meaning camp site, simply put).

The drive was more or less smooth, till the time I got a text from the second contingent, informing me about heavy traffic and shit loads of people swarming the place. However, taking into consideration that the information was sent to me was based on observations made half an hour ago, I thought things would have been cleared, and I decided to head strong.Ohh btw, the second contingent was my Sis and Bro-in-Law. Just to tie them in here, my Sis's new family is Bengali, so yeah now you know the Durga Puja influence. (hehheeh)

So getting back to the decision that I made to continue driving, little did I know I was driving into a Live Volcano. Take my word for this, and this by no means is an exaggeration, when I say the traffic was like still and not moving and full of F~!@ed up drivers who honked all night. And this applied for both sides of the road, up and down. It was almost like the biggest emission meet that people had come together for. Fully loaded with engines running un-interrupted (both petrol and diesel), generator vans, parked vehicles running engines to hit the A/C knob, as if they were all trying to break a Guinness record for the maximum emission and environmental damage in a single night in a 1 mile radius; and all of this is the name of a religious gathering.

After around 20 mins of being in that same spot on the road, we finally moved (apparently some fat ass celebrity couldn't get his ass to walk some distance and so his car was picking him up at the gates, awesome, so much for being a celebrity and fat at that). So getting closer to the gates I had this feeling that something more has to happen, it just cant get over so soon. And I wasn't wrong. The heavy flash lights that were hitting the entrance and exit gates, created a relative darker spot on the road and places beyond the gates, which could be seen if concentrated hard (these could be called blind spots, or shadow regions) . For some reason I had nothing to do in the traffic so I did concentrate hard enough to see the real reason for the snarling pace of the traffic. To be realistic, there were alleast a minimum 200 heads that I could blindly count queuing up at the gates. I suddenly got that feeling you get when u suddenly wanna take a dump daaiimmm bad..and yeah I did shit in my pants, momentarily. Nevertheless, I did muster up the courage to drive ahead, hoping that I'll drop my Mom off at the gates and head in my quest to park, may be in a different city. As we approached the gates and the flood lights fell over the flood of humans, me and my Mom shared a moment and exchanged that look. That bewildered look, the one that gave the unspoken expression: What  The FUCK!!! The next moment I almost burst out laughing, but I didnt, coz my Mom still had that look. So it was obvious and crystal clear, that tonight this wasn't the place to be, and so I drive on.

As I drove past the [n(raised to the power of n)] number of people, queued up to get a glimpse of Goddess Durga, and may be practice binge eating on the deep fried savories, I was tryin to recollect when had I last seen such lines, apart from refugee camps, and rescue transit camps for disaster affected places, and I couldn't figure it out. All this while driving in awe of the number of people serpentining (the dictionary app gave me a spelling mistake for this word, but it exists, it means to be visually,apparently like a serpent) around the whole place.

So lets do this, this queue went over a Kilometer, almost under a mile. Approximately, there would be no less than 500-800(ball park) people queued up to get in. The security guards at the gates take 1 min to frisk each person and let them in, and for every 4 people that go in, there is 1 that comes out, and 3 new that get added to the queue. Also, assuming that before the queue went over like 30 people, there was a steady number of people at the grounds, that made it max capacity. Also, if there was a deity, alleast 20 food and shopping stalls, and 100 people to meet and 4 things to see, on an average every person would spend a minimum of an hour and a half in the ground.

I dont even feel like completing the Math I presented above.

So getting back to where we started, the Intention tonight was for my Mom to face Goddess Durga and ask for whatever she wanted, or may be I thought this is how it was. So we manage to somehow, steer clear of the mad head-count, and move towards a far more secluded, ignored, not so branded, not so busy, not so hyped, not so poignant, not so extravagant, not so madd Durga Puja Pandal, may be a couple of miles ahead (I told u there were loads of them dotting the city). And what a peaceful place this was, alleast compared to what I came from. Parked at ease, walked in comfortably, breezed through the security checks, strolled through the existing and extinct stalls and shit. And there it was, it was the simplest of things that could be done. A couple of Bengali singers, performing to a crowd that was by no standard motivating, Goddess Durga was left to be with her self, and her companions on the Pandal, no one was practically bothered about anyone or anything. I guess that's what it takes to be sane. It was a quick 15 min affair, where my Mom spent some time with the Goddess (haha), I clicked a few snaps, and guess what we were already on ur way out.

By the way, the time now is approximately  00:35 on 9th October. Something inside me made me wanna try my luck at this first orgy again. This time just to see what is inside that pulls people here, and not elsewhere.

Hahahahah I know uve guessed it already, I again spent 20 mins in a traffic jam, and saw the queue, reduced by not even 1/4th of the original.

Overall it was a very de-accelerating experience for me. If I didnt mention this to you, I had done this last year too, but at a different loaction, where I did manage to get in, but thats a different story all together.

What has become of  festivals these days? Where are we headed with this? May be next year, there will be more celebrities, more brands endorsing it, more people swarming the place, more money being pulled outta people's pockets, and all of this based on this years turnout.

Till then...
For a world where Gods dont charge a Visiting Fee..(If They did exist at any point in time)

P.S: This has, in no way, been written to offend any sect, religion, or any person's religious sentiments. It is just a personal opinion and belongs only to the author. Any person agreeing or disagreeing with the sentiments of the author, is not under any influence.


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I spoke of some crazzy sky colors today... tried to capture it on camera, but came out daaiiimmm bad, which means I need a Digital SLR. Allright lets not digress from the subject.

SO yeah i tried something smarter, I captured the change in the building color, coz of the skies. Couldn't get the purple skies, but the yellow came out awesome. Check it out.

Till then
For a world where sky color can be customized by every person...

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  • Fire a fully loaded Kalashnikov
  • See a person fall off the 20th storey of a building (top view would be awesome)
  • Acid Rain
  • A Landslide
  • An Avalanche
  • A Stampede
  • A Killer Bar Fight
  • Rib-Cracking Kung-Fu Kick
  • Soccer Hooliganism
  • Isolation Imprisonment for a week
  • Be a part of a company that goes bankrupt and shuts shop
  • Witness an Open-Heart Surgery
  • Throw a Computer and TV off the terrace of a sky liner
  • Be in a plane that crash lands and survives
  • Ride on a killer whale
  • Fight with a shark
  • Alligator attack
That is a mother of a list. It took me more than half an hour to build that up, and some psycho-analyst will come and term me depressed. I know, you are already thinking it doesnt take a psychologist to know this is depressing, and that these sadistic thoughts have to come from a fucked up head.. but will u ever get to see all of these, except for on T.V and in movies.

Practically all wish lists come loaded with Sky Diving, Lap dances, Olympic golds, Life time supplies of Ice-Cream, Million dollar start-up sale, and more and more of the things all will wanna do..but what about the things I mentioned. These are experiences which have no parallels.. nothin is compared to being part of a bar fight. Ask Sabeer Bhatia, he wouldnt have done it, and even if he wanted to do it, he wont say it. I can.. hahah

Anyway, this is mine, and I think I can add more to these. For obvious reasons, I know for a fact that I wont get do do most of these, but then.. ill be kewl with alleast half of these comin about.

Till then...
For a world of unwanted experiences

 

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Just about the time when I put the odds together, think a mother load and decide I'll push my plans, to a later stage in life; I hit this. This ad in the news-paper. These guys have no idea how much courage it took to shelve something that I wanted to do as badly as someone who has had 2 dinners, spicy as shit and wants to take a dump first thing in the morning, but the loo is engaged.

U getting my drift. I mean.. U know what I mean

So yeah.. till the time I convince myself this is not meant for me, and that I need to get back to looking for a job, lets archive this ad. Ohh and yeah, if you are wondering why did I even put this up here, if it troubles me; let me tell u, it is so that I can see it when im analyzing my achievements or the lack of them in Mid-life crisis.

Come to think of it..I think I have excessive spare time at hand to come up with all this..

Till then..
For a world where decisions are easier..

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For all those who thought could dance and move their body, heres something that should make you hold your horses. Move over Robot Dancers.. Robert is here.. its now gonna be Robert Dancing

Popping and Locking his way to glory, this man defines Slo-mo. Astonishing levels of flexibility and precision..I feel lucky to have stumbled upon his video through a link...I should stop talkin and let you people see..


And this one too

Robert with another Dancer.. Chbeeb.. not as good as him... but too good anyway

awesome competition for him

wow!!till then..For a world of Free stylers...

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For all those who thought could dance and move their body, heres something that should make you hold your horses. Move over Robot Dancers.. Robert is here.. its now gonna be Robert Dancing

Popping and Locking his way to glory, this man defines Slo-mo. Astonishing levels of flexibility and precision..I feel lucky to have stumbled upon his video through a link...I should stop talkin and let you people see..

 

And this one too

Robert with another Dancer.. Chbeeb.. not as good as him... but too good anyway

awesome competition for him

wow!! till then.. For a world of Free stylers...

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Check these out.. these are fights that happen on a Dance and Acting show. These people are supposedly vying for the lead roles in a forthcoming movie. Going by the way they stick to the script and act the whole fight out, they have bagged it for sure.. all of them.

This second fight was shown bit by bit on a news channel. Awesome.. truely awesome. Check the captions that the news channels have put there. For those of you who have a problem understanding that script, ill try and come with the English translations for them really soon.

 

Well this is not done.. theres another show running right now, and supposdly one of the hottest selling Reality shows..Big Boss. Try betting anything, you can be sure of seeing one fight per week. These are a bunch of people who are puttogether in a house and people get to see what they do.. and all they do is fight and bitch.. dont believe me, check this out..

 

and this one.. two females .. total cat fight

Can find a 100 thousand of these.. and sure will. But what is the state of television? Are these family shows any more? Shameless T.R.P gimmicks. The future of reality television is bleak. Till then.. For a Real world and Un-Real TV

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In all probability this was a terrible piece of shit given by the printers, and unfortunately the organizers didn't have enough time to get it changed. What an awesome thing to do. Anyways, advantage... they can use these the year after next also.. hahaha...

I have covered up the company name, coz I had faked my friends company name to get through the registration. :D


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Is generally the best place to have OR be in. Amazing trait this is.

Till then..
For a World Bar

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Ahh.. allright.. I was supposed to make a post sometime around last Monday, and is still on my drafts. Spent some time on it on Monday and suddenly stopped writing, continued on Tuesday and Wednesday and it is now there just for its Legacy. Anyway, Ill complete that one and put it up here, may be tomorrow may be later.

And yeah if you are wondering why I didn't try writing after Wednesday; Firstly I didn't feel like it any more and I lost the least interest I had in it, and secondly Thursday marked my Last but One day at work and then my Last Day, and of course then this trip from where these snaps come. So yeah in spite of having quit my job I am badly pressed for time. Its okk Ill some how manage to make time for this blog of mine and keep comin back here.

Before I forget and send this post (actually I did, and while the attachments were getting done, I stopped it and added this hehe) For more pictures from this weekend, check My Flickr.

Till then…

For a world where days are 48 hours and we work for 8

And yeah World Peace, Green Peace, Global Warming and Pea Brains




 

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This is my first Video Upload on Youtube. And I couldnt have chosen something better than one of the Million antics of Sanal Nair.

Sanal, is a self confessed open -minded socialist (I know hes a Communist by political views), and is also a free society comic, nature lover, avid trekker, frequent traveller, job juggler, heavy reader, world-movie lover, awesome eater and super abuser.

He also has these things that he can do, and only he can pull off. Just one of these is this Video. So heres my tribute to Sanal Nair, and my contribution to making him immortal.

Till then..
For a world with easier tools to use..

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Its not even close to insane how Dara makes me find these videos these days.. Check this one... Total Old School.. Vanilla Ice can go Fraccckk himself!!

 


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P.S: Somehow I see that Video blog posts get lesser views.. I wonder why?

Till then...

For a world communicating through Videos..

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I have been thinking whether or not should I put this up on my blog. I came across this video a week back, when some friend passed it on to me casually over IM. I saw it a couple of times, and then realized im adding to the hype that these people wanted to create with this video, thus I didnt circulate it. 

Today again, at work was a tad bit bored so thought of seeing this video, and shared it with a couple of guys. Within minutes this video was seen and spoken about by alleast 15 people. And inevitably I did give in to the porpaganda. It sure does prvide the much needed Masala OR Spice to that boring day, and keeps tongues wagging. 

I have no idea if i actually did help the T.R.P of the show, whose video is in question, or if I added 15 more viewers to the channel. Why I am so disoultioned is because, every one does say this is daaaiimm bad thing to happen and that it shouldnt have been this way, but they eventually will see the video and spread the word, which is the ultimate purpose of that video being online. 

Dilemma. This is exactly what I faced before, when I wasnt sure if I should be putting this up on my blog. But then its come one full circle, and I think I now will. 

So see for your self, to what levels are our reality shows ready to stoop down to. Will they do anything for T.R.Ps? Will they ever stop at taking shots at people? Will there ever be a day without victims of reality tv?

 


Dadagiri Esha Da Byatch Getting Slaped Uncensored - The best bloopers are a click away

Disclaimer: This act in the video is currently being challenged in court (as on 3rd Sept, 2008). This video has been emoved from youtube, by the user, I guess in light of preserving the evidence, or the other way round. f at any point in time, you do not see this video playing, it would be an indication that the video has been removed from its current location too. 

 

Till then....

For a world free of Realtiy T.V.
Dont we have enough shit or ourselves?

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