2 inches to the left

I was watching this episode of "that 70s show" when i came across this phrase....what would it be like to live 2 inches to the left i.e. the entire setup shifts by 2 inches....
Think of it this way...U now keep ur shaving cream where you previously kept ur toothpaste...One fine morning u get up pick up ur toothbrush...take the tube put it on the brush and walk to the wash basin...If u are lucky enough u'll find out that the gel on ur brush is actually shaving gel and not ur tooth paste...if not u'll know it as soon as u start brushing..
2 inches to the left on my desktop means ..i would be listening to Dire Straits when I want to listen to Dil hai ki maanta nahi...


The above demonstration shows what inertia means for non-respirating souls...
For us..it means a protest by a labor- union comprising of our nervous sytem,skeletal system, and other sytems that co-ordinate the working of the human machine...The combined force of inertia is so huge that the shaving gel and toothpaste are forced to go back to their orignal positions...unless u have started to like the taste of ur shaving gel..

The point is...its difficult and its challenging..give it a try :P

My black jacket goes missing

Getting up at 8:30 was certainly not the best thing to do today morning.My head was heavy to an extend that i wished it was not there at all.When i turned my neck to see around,I couldnt help congratulate myself ...
number 1: becoz the room was messy and messier than I had ever imagined ..something I have not been able to achieve after coming to IIML thanks to the many soPhisticated souls who keep complaining about the messiness of my room..
number 2 : becoz I had slept without the quilt and the pillow(they were lying on the ground next to the bed...don ask me y or how..i have as much of a clue as u) on a very cold winter nite which i couldnt have done otherwise..

Now all this is fine...but the whole point of putting this up on the blog is that amidst all this my levi's jacket which was my only saviour for the killing cold was not be seen anywhere...I started looking for it like a mad man...turning my room,my neighbours' rooms upside down...but all in vain...it was too late ...my "black jacket" has proclaimed its independence,thanks to the Black Dog(the whisky).The first experience with this brand was quite memorable for the simple reason that i dont remember anything that happened last night..the complete Blackout... Blessed(bles-sed) are the souls who experience blackouts...i have spend 24hrs trying to recall what happened last night...and i am in no mood to give up on it for few more days...
So..dont be amazed if u find me talking to myself in the classroom or while walking towards the hostel...I have every reason to do that

Ennoda chennai.......

Summer Again...The time when the days in Chennai are hotter than the hottest place known to man excepting offcorz the places where he hasn’t set his foot on(like the sun, the earth’s core etc etc) ..The same old story..sweaty tees, sweaty pants ,sweaty knickers ...All u want to do is set the AC at 23° Celsius… lie down full stretch in ur boxers … put on a Richard Marx song(put it in repeat mode)….think about ur sweetheart (latest)….go to sleep and don’t get up before the sun is completely down…

Few plus points r ther….U take in a lot of fluids…Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice …for a change u drink something healthy…Mangoes,watermelons,shakes,ice-creams...The change in season brings with it a fresh wave of fashion….Cotton shirts,whites ,and shorts and sleeveless and chappals….and the GURLZZ…They grow hotter as the sun crawls overhead ….Their tanned skin, glistening lips ,sweat socked bodies,…They r the sultriest race known to mankind(I m talking abt women in Chennai in hot summer afternoons )….Now I know y God is a genius and a Guy(definately)…HE lengthened the duration of days in summer..so tht he cud prolong the pleasure of men's eyes....

I love Chennai for all tht it has given me..but come on.....y does it love me so much...tht it dosent want any other city to bear my burden...I need change ....may be thn i i can come back and enjoy the beaches of chennai..They have gone boring during these 5 yrs... I wan to bid adieu to chennai..so tht i can come back and ask it : how have u been....

i love you

I always knew when I first saw her..She’s gonna be mine..Someday if not today..The very sight of her brings me to a different state.

It was a winter night..not so foggy ..not so cold..A very ordinary one from a third person’s perspective..But,for me its was ‘dee’ night..I saw her,our eyes met..She was waiting there for me..clad in white top with a golden belt and pair of off-brown trousers…There was nothing stoping me then..I held her by the waist and planted a kiss on her lips(facts unanimated)..The magnificence of her aura was such that the entire space around us lit up.. She didn’t have the softest lips in the world but they were good enough for me..She had that intoxicating aroma to compensate for her lips…I knew it then that we were meant to be together..or should I say destined to be together..

We started meeting more often…we never spoke..not a word..we let our lips do the talking..She’s not really the typical loyal type…in fact she hangs around with anyone and everyone who has the desire to be with her… and my saying that she’s different with me would be incorrect and inappropriate because the fact is that she’s is a f**king b**ch …I still love her…

I love her because she’s been with me in all my good and bad times…I love her because she’s always there when I need her…I love her because she’s inseparable from my life…this is my answer to people who ask me to let her go…

To u I dedicate this post, my goldflake kings..I promise to love u as long as I can breathe in and breathe out..

One request from the readers..If anyone of u happen to witness my cremation ceremony…please light me a goldflakekings before u light me…

The virtual Reality

Despite my (sincere)efforts to understand the meaning of my life, I have come nowhere close to it. In fact given up on it. I have concluded that my life sux...But so does every one else'and the irony of the situation is that people actually take pride in what they think is the aim of their life.
Come to think of it,they say: U are only as happy as U think you r...but is the same true for sadness?
I wonder if the world we live in actually exists or is it birthchild of some pshyco (who is as jobless as me) and everyone I see is a theatre artist who plays the character assigned to him by the 'pshyco' director..The artists remain the same, the director changes(he's still some 'pshyco') and so does everyone's role in the play..The fact that the director is always some pshyco makes sure that the play always remains arbit(hence hard to understand).
There are questions asked to which my eccentric mind gives an array_out_ofbounds exception bcoz it simply cant answer them however hard it tries..A few of them are :


Questions(I ask) Answers(I get)
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1)Can I be a better person? Wats the point..y wud u do that
2)Should I be more ambitious? --do--
3)Is my life pointless? Who cares..jus go thru the motions
4)Y do i have to put my frustration on a public display To buy attention(probably)

When you are in the middle of sea..just go with the wave..ther's no point resisting the flow..
Thats wat , I am doin..rite?

ashish