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Sunday, December 24, 2006
Thursday, November 30, 2006
When I burn ....
Pain for lack of a better word ladies and gentlemen is good.Pain is good.Pain clarifies.
Pain is the proof of life.Pain ennervates.Pain awakens.Pain hits your nerves so hard it hardens them.and then you need more to feel alive.Pain intoxicates.the blood that flows-...vibrant crimson...bloody red and alive.
Pain races you to your death...innocent and candid- no hidden twist just a track to a train rushing to its destination.
If you are still alive your mission on earth isnt over (Richard Bach)
Pain is the proof of life.Pain ennervates.Pain awakens.Pain hits your nerves so hard it hardens them.and then you need more to feel alive.Pain intoxicates.the blood that flows-...vibrant crimson...bloody red and alive.
Pain races you to your death...innocent and candid- no hidden twist just a track to a train rushing to its destination.
If you are still alive your mission on earth isnt over (Richard Bach)
Saturday, November 18, 2006
Giving Photography a shot !
Burn your memories
and you shall be born anew every single morning !
and you shall be born anew every single morning !
Coming Back To Life
Where were you
when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
And where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
Because the things you say
and the things you do surround me
While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun
Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
And I headed straight..into the shining sun
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Listening to : Humein tumse pyar kitna ...
such an irony that we do not recognise the importance we play in others lives and others dont recognise the value we place on them..
humans .... blind as bats.. stupid as donkeys... greedy as pigs ..indecisive as monkeys...cunning as the wolves...
did we evolve at all?
such an irony that we do not recognise the importance we play in others lives and others dont recognise the value we place on them..
humans .... blind as bats.. stupid as donkeys... greedy as pigs ..indecisive as monkeys...cunning as the wolves...
did we evolve at all?
Saturday, November 04, 2006
listening to ..
aaj jaane ki zid naa karo ...
smooth and bitter like portuguese wine ... and of course the ambling,painful ascent to 'heights' is as beautiful as any valley.
oh sweet pain ..
smooth and bitter like portuguese wine ... and of course the ambling,painful ascent to 'heights' is as beautiful as any valley.
oh sweet pain ..
Friday, October 27, 2006
kaaaamedi taime
Today's fortune:
Everything will now come your way
what they actually mean :
Everything will now come in your way
Everything will now come your way
what they actually mean :
Everything will now come in your way
Monday, October 23, 2006
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Sunday, October 15, 2006
current address
"Boulevard Of Broken Dreams"
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk aloneI walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps and I'm the only one
and I walk aloneI walk aloneI walk alone I walk aloneI walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me'
Til then I walk alone
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line Of the edge and where I walk alone
Read between the lines
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk aloneI walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps and I'm the only one
and I walk aloneI walk aloneI walk alone I walk aloneI walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me'
Til then I walk alone
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line Of the edge and where I walk alone
Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs To know I'm still alive
and I walk aloneI walk aloneI walk alone
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk aloneI walk aloneI walk a...
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Thursday, October 12, 2006
Monday, October 09, 2006
Lost !
Lost scene 1 : I switch on the laptop
Lost scene 2 : get the headphones
Lost scene 3 : song on !
and Iam lost in an ocean of ecstasy,I close my eyes and Iam no longer in control... the sounds control me :my vision,my hearing,my thoughts .. my all
and for that blessed time I live another life ...
far from Mr.Mahesh Natarajan, Associate - Investment Banking
I surrender/submit myself to a divine composition that orchestrates my existence
funny how losing control lets me be myself again !
not the name , not the body, not the set of inadequacies/failings that indicate my human nature
just a consciousness that observes as its senses are tossed around in HIS sea.
I live again !
Lost scene 2 : get the headphones
Lost scene 3 : song on !
and Iam lost in an ocean of ecstasy,I close my eyes and Iam no longer in control... the sounds control me :my vision,my hearing,my thoughts .. my all
and for that blessed time I live another life ...
far from Mr.Mahesh Natarajan, Associate - Investment Banking
I surrender/submit myself to a divine composition that orchestrates my existence
funny how losing control lets me be myself again !
not the name , not the body, not the set of inadequacies/failings that indicate my human nature
just a consciousness that observes as its senses are tossed around in HIS sea.
I live again !
Friday, October 06, 2006
The show must go on
As darkness sweeps the stage ,the curtains descend down slowly
I rise from my seat,
a faint tune
a ray of light initially wafts along the scene
and an explosion of colour and music
loud and lively
I take in the sweet intoxication
I close my eyes
I live AGAIN !
an act must end for the next to begin
the song might be the same but the beat : HE dictates !
~dedicated to someone who put a smile to my lips this morning
I rise from my seat,
a faint tune
a ray of light initially wafts along the scene
and an explosion of colour and music
loud and lively
I take in the sweet intoxication
I close my eyes
I live AGAIN !
an act must end for the next to begin
the song might be the same but the beat : HE dictates !
~dedicated to someone who put a smile to my lips this morning
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
vidukathaiyaa ?
vidukathaiya yen vaazhkai vidaitharuvaar yaaro?
udambilvazhinthodum udhiram unaiketkumnaan seitha paavam enna?
naan seitha paavam enna?
vidukathaiyaa.....
vandhu vizhuginra mazhaithuligal yentha idam serum yaar kandaar?
manithar kondaadum uravugalo entha manam serum yaar kandaar?
ivanuku ivalenru ezhuthiya kannaku kannakugal puriyaamal kanavukul vazhakku
vidukathaiyaa....
udambilvazhinthodum udhiram unaiketkumnaan seitha paavam enna?
naan seitha paavam enna?
vidukathaiyaa.....
vandhu vizhuginra mazhaithuligal yentha idam serum yaar kandaar?
manithar kondaadum uravugalo entha manam serum yaar kandaar?
ivanuku ivalenru ezhuthiya kannaku kannakugal puriyaamal kanavukul vazhakku
vidukathaiyaa....
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Saturday, September 30, 2006
Gandhi : The Lost Chapter
Damn ! Iam considered boring....
what the fuck? (now dont tell me you thought i never used the F word)
Get a firang education,learn violin/dancing,crack some of the wittiest comments of my time,
stay fit as a fiddle and all they can remember me as is some old demi-god preaching boring crap.
Damn ! guys gimme a break !
I created the sexiest 'I dare u' game of all time ...
I dare you to speak the truth for just a day
I dare you to be nice to your fellow humans for just a day
I dare you to think as a society not as an individual ...
and of course if thats too boring... I dare you to love at the expense of exposing yourself to pain.
I tried ...all i can promise is a great experience.. experiment with truth not just tattoos
for ideals are like stars : we may not reach there but they sure help us navigate.
~ as narrated
some good old orkut comedy
Today's fortune:
The luck that is ordained for you will be coveted by others
hahahahahaa hoo hoo rotfl
The luck that is ordained for you will be coveted by others
hahahahahaa hoo hoo rotfl
Saturday, September 23, 2006
durr jitna bhi ....
sometimes the bridge across forever is on the road to perdition!
let the dogs bark
but walk i will for i have miles to go before i sleep...
let the dogs bark
but walk i will for i have miles to go before i sleep...
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Reality is an illusion caused by alcohol deficiency (from cafe mondies)
The Ashtray
Funny thing this ashtray...
Everytime I walk into the restaurant,it greets me with a smile.
I have a smoke and I burn the ashtray with my cigarette.
and yet the next time I land at my table, there it is- ready to be burnt again !
Funny thing this ashtray...
Funny thing this ashtray...
Everytime I walk into the restaurant,it greets me with a smile.
I have a smoke and I burn the ashtray with my cigarette.
and yet the next time I land at my table, there it is- ready to be burnt again !
Funny thing this ashtray...
Sunday, September 10, 2006
From orkut with love ...
Today's fortune:
He that falls in love with himself will have no rivals
smart alec comment : it is usually outta lack of choice but if solitude brings peace alongwoth it ..iam game !
now that even orkut has given up on my social prospects .... might as well get some work done !
(until orkut doles out : He who works for himself is king of all )
He that falls in love with himself will have no rivals
smart alec comment : it is usually outta lack of choice but if solitude brings peace alongwoth it ..iam game !
now that even orkut has given up on my social prospects .... might as well get some work done !
(until orkut doles out : He who works for himself is king of all )
Saturday, September 02, 2006
Scribblings from far away
From : Confessions of a confused mind
Just thought of copy pasting (again !) stuff from my previous blog on rediff.
The point being written in Dec 2003 these are truly posts from far away.....
Romance : where are we headed?
It was sometime between Vijay’s one handed rout of an entire rowdy gang and Ajith’s demolition of a bunch of police officers that I realized :if u want to be a hero there are only two professions to be pursued:Be a thug or be a police guy and pursue the thug !
The concept of a ‘normal’ office going software engineer or a doctor or any of the hajaaar professionals who sweat it out being romantic seems almost impossible .. or so our dear story writers would make us believe.The last time I actually had a look at a ‘normal’ non-police non-rowdy character proclaim love was I think in alaipayuthey .(a long time back unless u are a sudu and ur knowledge of tam movies is as inchoate as my cleanliness program)Some might pullout of their minds a few characters who might have shown the possibilities in a non khaki guy but then think hard ..squeeze those grey cells a bit more and iam sure u will find that an element of physical power… a dash of the hero’s muscular abilities would have been neatly (maybe subtly) conveyed to make him a bit more appealing.No wonder then that while surya ,ajith have added khaki to their wardrobe,Vijay and co have opted for a more roguish image.Some might wonder why I didn’t comment on Vikram .. and the answer is : I quote from 'saamy' :“ naan police illa poruki !”.Another contestant to be judged is Madhavan.. he ..hmm ..he is a smart guy! ... probe a bit beyond those chocolatey characters and u will find as in minnale that u need to have atleast an intro as a rowdy to convince the audience that here is a stud.Iam excluding kamalhaasan from this analysis coz of the fact that he has stopped projecting himself as a hero .. in the sense that it is never kamal but his characters that do the talking ( coz kamalhaasan simply melts into his character and the original ‘superstar’ no longer exists!)
so what was the point of all this analysis ? I just wanted to point out that increasingly ‘we guys’ and by that I refer to the vast majority of law abiding youth tend to think of romance as something that junta in khaki and rowdies indulge in (if u've read 'arms and the man':g.b.shaw u might get a better idea of whatever it is iam trying to put across) .
And please by romance I do not confine myself to the skirt chasing that most of us indulge in anyway : iam referring to the charm ,to the nobleness/desirability of each and every line of life.Why is it that we need to get copied and recopied documentaries of : “ ithuthaanda police” , “ police rowdy” ,”karupaaayeeee i.p.s “ etc etc ?
what about “ munniyandi b.tech” or “ mein bill gates banna chahta hoon” or maybe “ithuthaanda doctor!” or “maanagara clerk” ? how come we haven’t yet got a decent “super miner 2003”? and those of you who trash my argument by declaring that films made on ‘the rest’ are gonna be art films : puhleeeeeeeeez …..
put on your specs..let us not get myopic …
think about it.
so what do you guys see?
Just thought of copy pasting (again !) stuff from my previous blog on rediff.
The point being written in Dec 2003 these are truly posts from far away.....
Romance : where are we headed?
It was sometime between Vijay’s one handed rout of an entire rowdy gang and Ajith’s demolition of a bunch of police officers that I realized :if u want to be a hero there are only two professions to be pursued:Be a thug or be a police guy and pursue the thug !
The concept of a ‘normal’ office going software engineer or a doctor or any of the hajaaar professionals who sweat it out being romantic seems almost impossible .. or so our dear story writers would make us believe.The last time I actually had a look at a ‘normal’ non-police non-rowdy character proclaim love was I think in alaipayuthey .(a long time back unless u are a sudu and ur knowledge of tam movies is as inchoate as my cleanliness program)Some might pullout of their minds a few characters who might have shown the possibilities in a non khaki guy but then think hard ..squeeze those grey cells a bit more and iam sure u will find that an element of physical power… a dash of the hero’s muscular abilities would have been neatly (maybe subtly) conveyed to make him a bit more appealing.No wonder then that while surya ,ajith have added khaki to their wardrobe,Vijay and co have opted for a more roguish image.Some might wonder why I didn’t comment on Vikram .. and the answer is : I quote from 'saamy' :“ naan police illa poruki !”.Another contestant to be judged is Madhavan.. he ..hmm ..he is a smart guy! ... probe a bit beyond those chocolatey characters and u will find as in minnale that u need to have atleast an intro as a rowdy to convince the audience that here is a stud.Iam excluding kamalhaasan from this analysis coz of the fact that he has stopped projecting himself as a hero .. in the sense that it is never kamal but his characters that do the talking ( coz kamalhaasan simply melts into his character and the original ‘superstar’ no longer exists!)
so what was the point of all this analysis ? I just wanted to point out that increasingly ‘we guys’ and by that I refer to the vast majority of law abiding youth tend to think of romance as something that junta in khaki and rowdies indulge in (if u've read 'arms and the man':g.b.shaw u might get a better idea of whatever it is iam trying to put across) .
And please by romance I do not confine myself to the skirt chasing that most of us indulge in anyway : iam referring to the charm ,to the nobleness/desirability of each and every line of life.Why is it that we need to get copied and recopied documentaries of : “ ithuthaanda police” , “ police rowdy” ,”karupaaayeeee i.p.s “ etc etc ?
what about “ munniyandi b.tech” or “ mein bill gates banna chahta hoon” or maybe “ithuthaanda doctor!” or “maanagara clerk” ? how come we haven’t yet got a decent “super miner 2003”? and those of you who trash my argument by declaring that films made on ‘the rest’ are gonna be art films : puhleeeeeeeeez …..
put on your specs..let us not get myopic …
think about it.
so what do you guys see?
Friday, September 01, 2006
Prithvi's pyre
An Appollonian Aphrodite
Born I was cold and lifeless
an eternity i waited for ur warmth
You germinated my world : my gratitude
Life it bloomed-an explosion of colour, painting my landscape
History did record our time together ... War and Peace
a zillion years that went in a flash.. thirsty i was to embrace you my love
expanding, tightening your grip ... the HEAT
Burn me , extinguishing Life
For if death be the price of a kiss
smile i will into my pyre
Born I was cold and lifeless
an eternity i waited for ur warmth
You germinated my world : my gratitude
Life it bloomed-an explosion of colour, painting my landscape
History did record our time together ... War and Peace
a zillion years that went in a flash.. thirsty i was to embrace you my love
expanding, tightening your grip ... the HEAT
Burn me , extinguishing Life
For if death be the price of a kiss
smile i will into my pyre
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
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Penance i perform for those sweet words of love
just a petal yet the fragrance pervades the valley
your sweet words my dear
my eternity they conquer !
"Hail Thane of Gloomis , Thane of Cowardor and .. King of Yearnland !"
Sinned have i far treacherous than Macbeth,
Precious life he stabbed for his Lady Love,
Love i stabbed for u my precious life,
Blind and old,totters my affection bleeding but alive
Humming around the depressed alleys of my mind
Holding on to its last breath,
Chanting a tenuous song....
"Hail Thane of Gloomis , Thane of Cowardor and .. King of Yearnland !"
so far yet so close and so close yet so far !
the beauty of it all pales only in comparison to its tragic finality!
Watching a movie called : 'Life'
imdb rating : 10/10 ,
Viewer Comments :
Awesome scriptwriter .. 'GOD' level in every sense: twists that reveal their character years after you have seen them!,rookie hero ,unknown (?) heroine, no villains, Lots of comedy(which usually means the end is gonna be tragic).Sometimes I feel like walking out of the theatre... cant seem to find the exit sign so I reluctantly stay back until another amazing twist in the tale convinces me to stay on.....I just hope HE doesnt run outta ideas to keep me interested inTHE MOVIE .
Happiness is a matter of choice really..once you have made it you can begin to lose sleep on why you made that choice. so what do you wanna be? : sad or depressed? :)
Pain is when you have to give up something you love more than your life because it is killing you !
"the dreams of which iam dying are the best i've ever had"
The 'ecstasy' of music : get high ,
If music be the food of life : hog on!
Dance like there is no tommorrow and the sun shall never rise !
Someday procrastination is gonna kill me ... Iam trying to get that date postponed .
just a petal yet the fragrance pervades the valley
your sweet words my dear
my eternity they conquer !
"Hail Thane of Gloomis , Thane of Cowardor and .. King of Yearnland !"
Sinned have i far treacherous than Macbeth,
Precious life he stabbed for his Lady Love,
Love i stabbed for u my precious life,
Blind and old,totters my affection bleeding but alive
Humming around the depressed alleys of my mind
Holding on to its last breath,
Chanting a tenuous song....
"Hail Thane of Gloomis , Thane of Cowardor and .. King of Yearnland !"
so far yet so close and so close yet so far !
the beauty of it all pales only in comparison to its tragic finality!
Watching a movie called : 'Life'
imdb rating : 10/10 ,
Viewer Comments :
Awesome scriptwriter .. 'GOD' level in every sense: twists that reveal their character years after you have seen them!,rookie hero ,unknown (?) heroine, no villains, Lots of comedy(which usually means the end is gonna be tragic).Sometimes I feel like walking out of the theatre... cant seem to find the exit sign so I reluctantly stay back until another amazing twist in the tale convinces me to stay on.....I just hope HE doesnt run outta ideas to keep me interested inTHE MOVIE .
Happiness is a matter of choice really..once you have made it you can begin to lose sleep on why you made that choice. so what do you wanna be? : sad or depressed? :)
Pain is when you have to give up something you love more than your life because it is killing you !
"the dreams of which iam dying are the best i've ever had"
The 'ecstasy' of music : get high ,
If music be the food of life : hog on!
Dance like there is no tommorrow and the sun shall never rise !
Someday procrastination is gonna kill me ... Iam trying to get that date postponed .
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