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February 10th 2006



The day i was born. The day i was put on this dreadful planet. The day which is celebrated every year. A celebration for what?..taht im getting closer to the finish line or celebrating the things achieved so far... well i dont think its the later. so it should be the former..ya makes sense.......... you celebrate your birthday feeling happy that you be free an year earlier...and the celebration is grand.. rather was grand so far... always had friends adn loved ones on this day of doom.
A birthday celebrated by 12 people drunk on pure divine scotch...eating blesssed biryani..and then end up puking it.. people celebrated my birthday that day counting the stars..and verifying the count... crying their hearts out for their loved ones... sleeping..banging head on the floor..shouting at silent people to be silent... and laughing their guts out...it was an amazing birthday. The next one was celebrated in a five star hotel witha huge cake..champaigne..and most of my friends....it was a grand celebration of the life left. The next one was nice and sweet, friends arranging a cake in the dark..loved ones giving gifts...was nice... and i guess that was it..
24.. i have turned 24..in canada.. a place where im alone... only wishes i got was on phone.. a birthday celebrated all alone with beer.. celebrating the year gained in life to achieve the goal of freedom... well this year i felt closer to that independance than ever. contemplated the things i did so far..achievements... well that ended soon.. then started the things i regret the most...hmmmm that went for a while..then things i am supposed to do... hmmm that did it.. dippression set in...looked around..no one to find.. i was born again.. but this time into emptiness...and so i celebrated...my misery.

Unknown has tagged me:

1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover.
2. Need to mention the sex of the target.
3. Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on their comments saying they’ve been tagged.
4. If tagged the 2nd time, there’s no need to post again

Heres my part of the deal:

Target: Female
1. Should cook well
2. Should look good(im an ass man)
3. Should be docile( i mean softspoken)
4. Should like my cooking
5. Should have the patience to bear with me and patience in general.
6. Should be active, any sport would be a welcome quality
7. Should know telugu or atleast make an effort to learn it..(ill learn her language..deal)
8. Should be social , should like my frens and family and viceversa.( i shall do the same for her side as well).
9. *only for mandak guys* Should be female version of shankar.


These are all hypothetical. The facts are very gruelsome in nature. Any resemblence or unresemblence to any person living or dead or about to kill is regretted and unintentional. These are all acts of fiction and hoping someday be true.

CONFESSIONS OF A CONFUSED MIND




" Every successful relationship starts with lies and deciet. This is where most of the relationships end, so its a better way to start off here."- Nicolas Cage, Lord of war. 2005.

............. to be continued....

Well, living with a canadian, eating like a canadian, talkin with mostly canadians, lifes pretty different. saw this movie, lord of war with my canadian roomie, movie was great, but these lines were amazing. There were quite a few but i guess this stuck to me. Makes sense doesnt it? Im not saying one should follow it, but it is nevertheless interesting. I guess now that im so freakin lonely and low in life, small things like these are starting to amuse me more.
Home is where the heart is, then i guess i have more than one home. Never knew ill miss home so much. By home i mean cincinnati, i never felt like im foriegn there, always with desis, living talking, hanging out, eating everything was desi. I am understanding its importance now. Im not saying life sucks here but its different and it takes time to get used to the difference. Well i started off with something and talkin about somethin else, thats me all confused!
Life seems to be on a downhill now, don remember when it was on the raise but it was steady. I feel like im loosing something, i changing, metamorphosis. ( se the incoherence in my thoughts.. side affects of the metamorphosis)..
Basically am at work.. just put the samples for pretreatment..have to wait for an hour.. so killing time by wasting cyber ink and your time. :-)
well to briefly summarize wat im going through right now.
lonliness
dejected
dippressed
Home sick
hungry
sleepy
bored
confused.

THE WEEKS THAT WERE


.....hectic.. busy and strenious, that were my past few weeks.. two midterms on the same day... that was like a roller coaster ride for me. .. and a term paper due tommorrow and another midterm day after... these should keep me busy for a while.. the classes daily and the job.. my god.. life has become so god damn painful.. no time to cook at home.. so all that goes into my stomach is junk.. eveything is so chaotic...all mumbo jumbo... but midsti of all this crap i am making time to go and play some squash(or raquet ball as it is called here)... its the best game to release your frustrations.. just picture the ball to be all your worries and hit it.. man the sense of satisfacion is amazing.. and its a good excersise as well.. and i need some very badly.... this god damn weather.. you don sweat a bit and u get dehydrated and drink more and more liquid... and no sweat so more visits to the bogs... getting very frustrated here... damn i hate this place.. and damn i hate this god dman subject.. feels like a mistake to have opted for my masters.. damn the fuckin obligations and restrictions in life.. i hate it here .. home is the place to be and materials is not for me....should have realised that earlier... it is not too far beyond when im going to regret my decision and pay for it big time... well... alls well that ends well.. so hopefully i end well..

This is phunnie

Most of u must have seen this already.. but it never ceases to be funny





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Enlightment at the right place


There are times when you feel stupid... when u feel you are at the bottom of the world..and all you need is a lil hope.. lil light.. at the right time that tells you that you are not that bad.. There are times when u feel cold and freezing and all you need is a lil warmth.. a lil heat..at the right places... this is what i felt... at the right time...' enlightment..... at the right place'

Its getting cold here...freezing.. i can see smoke out of my mouth.. even when not smoking.. thts fun.... but thats not all its the most painful thing on this planet.. its cold and u are under a warm blanket and hugging onto your pillow as if it was your neighbours wife... u are dreaming all warm and nice dreams and the god damn alarm rings.. rings right into your sleep.. and u open your eyes to reality.. you feel like neo in matrix.. the reality sucks... and then how muchn ever you yearnto get back into the warm humble abode of yours.. you have to get up to go to classes or some hazy thing which is of least importance then. You get out of your bed and go to the mens room and you can feel the old for the first time.. at the right place. You will realize the power of mother nature when you take down your pants to start the day... the wind is chilling... the pan is freezing... and the first part to know the chill is not too happy about it.... wat a way to start your day.. Then comes the tough part... after experiencin the chill on the most important part of your body.. you obviously tend to keep the rest of the body warm.. so wera as many clothes as possible.. a tee.. a shirt.. a jacket.. somethin to cover ur head.. socks .. shoes.. pants and after a long thought undis(long thought is cuz ur confused if u need one as they are already frozen and u hardly feel them). Then you get out and start smokin without any ciggarette.. Only after a few minutes you realize that you are weighing much more that what you used to.. and then the pain sets in.. you have to carry you own weight and the excess burden of these clothes..the pain is aggrevated by the pain on your palms.. you don feel your fingers.. not that u need them much but still u don feel.. then u start to think wat else am i not feelin and bam!.. u realize.. u don feel anythin.. not your nose.. not your fingers or anything which has a contour protruding out of the body. Your nose is the worst... it starts to drip.. and you would not even realize it unti it falls on your shoes.. beautiful weather... absolutely beautiful.
All you need at times like this is a peg of rum or a few min of warmth..warmth of any kind.. from a hug...( it deos not matter who you hug.. ) or from a hot cup of coffee or soup(these are for girls).. or good warm(hot) thoughts.. or warmth from a light...The warmth has to be at the right place to give the maximum pleasure.That is what i am experiencing.. enlightment.. at the right place at the right time....