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Let's assume that you and I are fishes.. 

That our individual world's consists of two separate water bodies..

One small pond, where you have more chance of being the biggest fish than not..

The other is the ocean, where you would be one of the fish, smaller than some, bigger than others, where you aren't assured of being something..

And let's also assume that the said water bodies are connected by a river, flowing from the ocean to the pond. (It's a weird world. Deal with it. :-P )

So, if you decide that you have it in you to fight among the big guys, you should take the route upstream, work your way to the ocean, and then struggle for some more time till you can be stable there..

Or, you could be lazy, stay in the pond, let the other fishes similar to you leave it for the ocean, leaving you to be the bigger fish in the pond..

The best part is, you get to be the bigger fish by doing absolutely nothing (or, by doing nothing more than what's required of you to survive)

I dunno if you get what I say in this post.. I faced this dilemma in the past.. I took the advice of one of my seniors in college.. "You can be someone in a BIG company, or be SOMEONE in a small company." The choice is yours..

Cake.. Yummy!!!!

** This is another one of those analogy things (which may have come out before the first analogy story, so that line might not make sense now, but I assure you it will make sense in due time).. The problem with this analogy is that it has been thought up at the wrong moment, compared with not the best of examples and the comparisons which have been made have been badly executed.. So, bear with me this ramble on cakes.. **

Let me just start off stating the obvious..


Life is full of cakes.. And everyone worth his heart wants one, unless he's not interested in the cakes (if you know what I mean *wink* *wink*), but that is an entirely different story.. So, let us leave that right here, before this situation gets any more awkward that it already is.. As we have decided on what we are not to talk about, let'e get down to business..


Most of us are in a rat race to get to the cakes and then eat them, both being two entirely different races.. And since these are cakes that we imagine, let's imagine them to have feelings (confused feelings at that) which make them capable of letting them being available to be eaten. Now that we have established the rules of the game, let us get down to the various outcomes of this fight over the cream-on-top-of-bread-induced splendor.

• Sometimes you know where the cake is, you know you can eat the cake, and you know you'll have a great time eating it, but you don't want to eat it, cos you know the cake wants to be eaten by someone else or you know someone who wants to eat the cake.. (This is for the people having conscience.. All others can just go ahead and eat the cake..)
• Sometimes the cakes calls you over to eat it, but doesn't let you eat it.. And in those fleeting moments, you doubt whether the cake wants to be eaten at all.. 
• Sometimes, the cake behaves like your BFF, but it'll mostly be because it wants to be eaten by someone else, and it finds you as the perfect foil for achieving that..
• Sometimes, the cake is itself confused as to what it is doing, and it'll go to get eaten up by wrong persons, realize it made a mistake, come back to you, and give you the headache of deciding whether to eat the cake of your dreams, knowing that it has already been tasted by someone else..
• Sometimes the cake will say it'll be with you forever and ever, but if the baker comes and asks the cake to get ready to be eaten by someone else, it'll go on and do that, saying that you've been a good friend. And it'll do all this without even showing the slightest of feelings, which makes you question the primary assumption of cakes having feelings..

Is this confusing?? Well, welcome to my world..


** For all the non-Sheldons who didn't understand a word I said, replace cake with girls and "eating cakes" by, well, what ever you think I meant.. Now, read the entire thing again..:-P


Well, bye for now.. I'll be back with another crazy post soon.. :-)

Kick off

First things first.. Only time can give you a perspective, which the blunt truth from a friend's mouth can't.. It took me nearly an year, but I now know that whatever bullshit I've written before this post is crap.. So, don't bother reading it..

And if you ask me, if this is, under the same principle, another piece on bullshit, well, all I can ask from you is to ask me an year after today.. Maybe I'll have an answer for you then..

But to get down to business about what I plan to do over here.. It'll be mainly ramblings about my passions or some weird philosophical outpourings, perked up with my taste for the crazy and my really, REALLY high level of immaturity.. Add to this mess the fact that I'll writing mostly out of boredom and/or frustration, this has all chance of being a typical Priyadarshan movie - a lot of illogical stuff to laugh about, but only if you are in the mood for it..

Well, to tell you about what I did today, I kept myself awake through the night in the hope of catching a good game between Spain and France at the Euros.. Euro 2012 has not produced matches of style and flair till now (at least not in the games I've watched), and I was hoping that a cocky France squad will put the Spanish tiki-taka to test.. But the French side that turned up was poor, and Spain just had the tiki-taka.. They just passed the ball among themselves, scored a goal cos of a defensive error, passed some more (never getting close to scoring again), passed some more, got a penalty in extra time, made it 2-0 and game over for France..

If you still haven't got the scent of it, let me put it bluntly. I hate Spain. They claim to be playing the most beautiful style of football, but if you are going to keep the ball with you and not do anything with it, well, that's a shame.. I dozed off quite a lot during the game, and I've to thank Spain for making the only quarterfinal game I watched to be boring..

And if I have to be more bored, we've uber defensive England taking on the all time defense masters, Italy.. That is a game I would love to miss..

Well, that's it for now.. I'll get back to you people with some other un-interesting fact or idea at some other boring period in our life..

Btw a point to ponder.. Is it that our life is really that bad, or can it be that we have too high expectations from it??

I know I know

I know.. It been over a month since I wrote anything here.. I've been lazy, and otherwise busy with my cycle of a life to jot anything down.. Its not to say that I forgot about this.. But I felt that I had tarnished the sanctity of this blog's purpose and mission by failing to post regularly..

And you would ask me, what has caused me to return, albeit shamelessly, to this portal.. How I can even think of opening my mouth in defiance of what I had done.. But to tell you the truth, in this world, anything's possible.. And if you don't care about backtracking on your statements, that anything will happen..

When I had that initial successful spell of about 10-15 days of daily posting at this blog, I was asked by the only follower of this blog (presently), Ashwin, as to how long I thought I could keep this up.. And as usual, in my own egoistic way, and in an elaborately boring speech, I made it clear to him that it would take more than a miracle to stop me..

But in the end, all it took was me to take a 2 week vacation at home, and I was back to being my usual self.. The lazy guy, who just wont make an effort to even follow his dreams..

And so, we reach the 29th of Sept, 2011, the day when I'm going to shout out to the world (well, at least the part of the world listening to me) that I've had enough of sitting around on my ass, and loafing around in the internet.. I'm going to force myself onto my feet, and run.. I'm going to do that one thing which always made me happy..

I, nay, we are going to make a film (a short one though).

P.S. in case you are looking for the countdown to zero counter, I decided that I would update in once a week.. Lazy, ain't I??

31.08.11 More Sleep, Eat, TV..

Latest report from Basecamp to Blogosphere..

Nothing much to report in the last 24 hours.. We are begining to see a trend emerging here.. The specimen falls into a daily routine of sleeping, eating and watching TV, if his fellow specimens from the past are not there in the present to give him company.. He seems to have turned into a phenomenan known as "couch potato".. We are continually monitoring the situation, and we will notify you about any developments, if and when something happens..


So, adios para hoy amigo..

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30.08.11 Eat, Pray, Love... Eh.. Actually, Sleep, Eat, Watch TV..

Yes.. That has been my day.. The best of days if I'm allowed to say so..

What better day can you have when you wake up at 10am, watch TV
1. as you sip hot coffee,
2. as you have breakfast,
3. as you wait for lunch,
4. as you have lunch,
5. as you fall asleep for your afternoon nap,
6. as you wake up from your afternoon nap,
7. as you take your evening snacks,
8. as you wait for dinner,
9. as you have dinner,
10. as you fall asleep for the night..

Well, that sums up my day.. Not entirely, there were moments in between when I had to go around doing my daily "chores" of basic health, and of course, the hour I spent staring at the cutest face to ever grace the eyes of a human, my nephew's.. :)


So, adios para hoy amigo..

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29.08.11 Beach, Baby and Banter

Have you ever woken up at 6 in the morning and drive some 10km to the beach to see the sun rise over the blue waters, only to find out that the ocean is extending to the west, and the sun will only set over the blue waters??

Well, thats how my day started off.. Egged on by my mate, Sivaharsh, who kept saying that he wont be free for the friendly banter till two weeks from now as he has gotta go back to his college today, I reluctantly pushed myself off the bed at that "unearthly" hour, got on his bike, and sped to the beach..

Though we couldnt see the actual sunrise (from what I'm hearing now, the sun rises at about 5.30am.. who knew??), we did see the early morning activities of the fishing folks, which included fishing using lines at the pier (which gave some magnificent photos), pulling in the net they had set out late at night, halfway into the sea, and of course, selling the fish they already caught..

After spending a few moments cooling my heels in the morning freshness of the ocean (I'll never have words to explain that feeling), we headed back home, having breakfast from one of the more famous restaurants in Kerala.. After paying over the odds at Gurgaon, for food half the taste of what I was having right now, I was surprised to see a bill of Rs.36.. And that was for two people.. ;)

Back home, after a few hours of catching up on those lost early morning sleep, I was called into action.. The new guy in the house needed someone to watch over him, and since his mother, grandmas, and aunts were busy with the chores of the house, the mantle was given to me to keep him company..

But before I could make my debut, I was given strict instructions..

I'm not to rock the baby.. I'm not to take the baby in my hand.. I'm not to make the baby cry..

Basically, they were saying I'm not to touch the baby, yet stop him from crying.. And I cant blame them for saying that.. He was like soft butter.. If you touch him, that portion will change shape and take on a odd red colour..

But here I was, like a dodo bird asked to fly to the top most branch of a tree, hearing him cry, and yet not being able to make him stop..

And thats when she came in.. The Great Grandmother.. ;)

She had feigned retirement from all worldly things, but seeing her own grandchild's child crying like this, brought her out of her room, and she took the child in her hands, and in a moment, all was well..

But that spelled the end of my short, failure of a babysitting career.. But I wasnt gonna complain.. I had other plans for the evening..

Sivaharsh (yeah, the same guy, who made me wake up in the morning citing his busy schedule) and Dileep, were at big bazar, our usual hangout place.. The lack of malls in Trivandrum (for which we will always be thankful) made the three five storied Big Bazars out hangout centres throughout our engineering classes..

Well, the usual friendly banter followed, the contents of which are only fit to graze the mouth of friendly twenty year olds, and not the annals of public blogs..:D


So, adios para hoy amigo..

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