I today lost my SimCard. It had all the contacts of various people I gathered over the period of last 5 years.
I can't call anyone now for new year :(
Dunno what to do ... H E L P ! ! ! !
It Pays To Unbelong
Day before yesterday, yet another in the same series came out...
Apart from the catchy image, the punchline is AMAZING ...
and one more reason to work for an advertising agency...
Apart from the catchy image, the punchline is AMAZING ...
and one more reason to work for an advertising agency...
The City of Joy
The Howrah Bridge in 1940s
2005 December: Calcutta Trip
Was in Calcutta for last few days. Did not visit Horah Bridge but went to all other places. The pic above was sent to me by Animesh.
Main Zinda Hoon
After a long long time, there is a song that can summarize ... me !
Movie: Zinda
Artist: Strings
Track: Main Zinda Hoon
More information about the movie ...
Zinda songs online @ Raaga.com
Movie: Zinda
Artist: Strings
Track: Main Zinda Hoon
yeh hai meri kahaani
khamosh zindagaani
sannaata keh raha hai
kiyun zulm seh raha hai
aik dastaan puraani
tanhai ki zubani
har zakhm khil raha hai
kuch mujhse keh raha hai
chubtay kaantay yaadon ke
daaman se chunta hoon
girti deewaaron ke
aanchal main zinda hoon
bus yeh meri kahaani
be nishan nishaani
aik dar beh raha hai
kuch mujh se keh raha hai
chubtay kaantay yaadon ke
daaman se chunta hoon
girti deewaron ke
aanchal main zinda hoon
Ab na koi paas hai
phir bhi ehsaas hai
sihaaiyon main uljhi pari
jeenay ki aik aas hai
yaadon ka jangul yeh dil
kaanton se jalthal yeh dil
chubtay kaantay yaadon ke
daaman se chunta hoon
girti deewaron ke
aanchal main zinda hoon
More information about the movie ...
Zinda songs online @ Raaga.com
Third from the Left
If you want to see me, I am Third from the Left
2005 December: Agra Trip
I have been busy lately, this is what was keeping me away.
Pic taken by Vivek Gawri.
A lemon, a spoon and some onion !
"Food" for thought ... ?
2005 December: Rishikesh Trip
Waiting for dinner at a dhaba in Haridwar. I have never seen a Neembu cut like that to remove all the seeds. Interesting !
Going Out To Eat ... ?
Interesting message for all the people going out to eat.
2005 December: Rishikesh Trip
If you go to Haridwar by bus, the roadyways bus would always stop at this place called Cheetal. This was one of the boards outside this fancy restaurant - The Cheetal Grand.
Harivansh Rai Bachchan - Koshish
I talked about Harivansh Rai Bachchan's poem Madhushala here. Yet another poem has caught my fancy. This time is Koshish.
It goes something like this ...
Thanks to ;p:d for the poem ... This really means a lot !
And I also making a dedicated webpage for Harivansh Rai Bachchan. The Alpha version is located here.
It goes something like this ...
Thanks to ;p:d for the poem ... This really means a lot !
And I also making a dedicated webpage for Harivansh Rai Bachchan. The Alpha version is located here.
Its a Small World !!!!
There is a very famous law called Six Degrees of Separation. It proves that world indeed is a small place now. It says that " ...anyone on earth can be connected to any other person on the planet through a chain of acquaintances that has no more than five intermediaries..."
Apart from being a small world, it is a very well connected world too. For example, this is a part of conversation with a very dear friend after I installed a lan talk software on her insistence...
Apart from being a small world, it is a very well connected world too. For example, this is a part of conversation with a very dear friend after I installed a lan talk software on her insistence...
MB: hello!!!It is indeed a small and a connected world !
ME: hi
MB: i am so happy i can now contact u at 2 messengers!!
ME: if you want to be more happy, you can add me on google talk, skpye, msn, trillian, rediff bol and indiatimes messenger ... that would make you 6 times happy and not to forget SMS !
Of MDI, Exams and Reading Material
I talked about MDI, Exams and Highlighters in a previous post. There is yet another thing that people are MDI are very passionate about - taking reading material to examination halls.
Examinations at MDI are a cake walk. Most of the exams are open book. One can carry any number of books, presentations, printouts, handouts, notes, reference, newspapers etc. in the examination hall. Before coming to MDI, I was not even aware that this kind of concept even existed. It was like a dream. But as it happens very regularly, dream shattered when I realized the realities of rankers.
Rankers = People who secure good marks, good CGPAs and can boast about their ranks at MDI.
Few Observations
As always More to come later ...
Examinations at MDI are a cake walk. Most of the exams are open book. One can carry any number of books, presentations, printouts, handouts, notes, reference, newspapers etc. in the examination hall. Before coming to MDI, I was not even aware that this kind of concept even existed. It was like a dream. But as it happens very regularly, dream shattered when I realized the realities of rankers.
Rankers = People who secure good marks, good CGPAs and can boast about their ranks at MDI.
Few Observations
1. Except for the top three rankers and bottom 20 rankers, the amount of reading material carried in the examination hall is directly proportional to the marks you get. This is unsensical (yes... unsensical) to me. If you are fourth from the top, you should not carry a single thing. You should know a lot more and if I am fourth from bottom, I should be the one who should carry stuff to the hall, be tense all the time and rush to the photocopy shop. But strangely it’s opposite.
2. The photocopy shop becomes the favorite hang out of all the rankers. People with high ranks are seen making umpteen numbers of trips to the photocopy shop at odd hours. They would know of every photocopy machine in the vicinity of the hostel and would know the amount of carbon left in it, the schedule of power outage and what not.
3. Not to forget networks and group work. Rankers work in groups. They follow a Hub and Spoke model with one person stationed at the photocopy shop and rest of the group spread at vantage points in campus (computer centre, library, rooms of other toppers etc.) to collect as much reading material as possible and bring it to the photocopy shop to get as many copies as possible.
As always More to come later ...
Shot from Malgudi Days
This station can be used for a scene in Malgudi Days
2005 November: Bangalore Trip
This is when we were going to IIM Banglore. This is some station on way to Bangalore. The picture taken does not does justice to the beauty of station.
Of MDI, Exams and Highlighters
I had this on my mind for a long long time now and since I don't have anything special to do right now, I think this would help me kill some time...
So we at MDI are having our End Term examinations for the fifth term. It’s been almost two years at MDI and there are few things that still surprise me. I will be talking about them in this post. I hope to change certain trends and expect people to follow them.
There are people with different and (if I may use the term) interesting idiosyncrasies. And suddenly these are highlighted during the examinations.
Why is the question ...
Fundas for Management Education
More to come later ...
So we at MDI are having our End Term examinations for the fifth term. It’s been almost two years at MDI and there are few things that still surprise me. I will be talking about them in this post. I hope to change certain trends and expect people to follow them.
There are people with different and (if I may use the term) interesting idiosyncrasies. And suddenly these are highlighted during the examinations.
1.People would take at least 4 different shades of highlighters to the examination hall and highlight their answer sheets as if it was an entry for drawing competition.
2.I am not talking about someone with Arts background (we have a diverse range of profiles in our batch), but I am also talking about people who have spent five years in the industry, people who most probably have never touched anything similar to a colored pen in their lives before MDI and people who have been toppers all their lives (ofcourse before coming to MDI).
3.Yes, there are people who would not use highlighters in examinations but surprisingly they are amongst the lowest ranked people at MDI. I see a high correlation between the number of different shades, amount of color on your answer sheet and beauty of the handwriting with the grades.
4.There are a few statistical aberrations. For example, I can vouch for the current topper at MDI, she happens to be a very god friend and she does not uses these colored highlighters.
5.I have never seen someone with bad handwriting get good marks. I can not think of an aberration in this one. You have to have a good hand writing.
6.You should be able to use English effectively. I have seen people talking totally arbit stuff and getting applause and accolades from professors because the arguments were constructed beautifully. I can recall one recent incident when the participant was saying something to the effect that Mercedes is priced lower than Maruti 800, the professor agreed and the participant was given highest marks.
7.And from the above few lines, it would be clear to you (if someone actually took time to read the entire post) that I can never get good marks in management education.
8.And finally as usual the opinions expressed here are solely my own.
Why is the question ...
The very next thing that comes to my mind - why does something like this happen at a place like MDI with people like us? I think the answer is simple. Basic human psychology. Again I am no expert on the topic, infact I don’t even know 0.00001% of the things. I can, however, make certain assumptions and see that people follow suit without thinking and this is why we see answer sheets spread with yellow, orange, green, blue and what not colors. And ye I forgot to mention the three different colors of pens used by people – Blue, Green and Black.
Fundas for Management Education
1.Get your handwriting fixed. If you want to do well and subsequently get a nice job, get the handwriting in order.
2.Learn English. Join some call centre, work there for some time before coming to a Business School. No matter what people say, your command over language commands a commanding premium in the market ;)
More to come later ...
Best Ever Cyber Sex Unleashed !!!
I got this in my EMail sometime back. Found it funny.. Here it is
Bloodninja: I lick your earlobe, and undo your watch.
Sarah19fca: mmmm, okay.
Bloodninja: I take yo pants off, grunting like a troll.
Sarah19fca: Yeah I like it rough.
Bloodninja: I smack you thick booty.
Sarah19fca: Oh yeah, that feels good.
Bloodninja: Smack, Smack, yeeeaahhh.
Bloodninja: I make some toast and eat it off your ass. Land O' Lakes butter all in your crack. Mmmm.
Sarah19fca: you like that?
Bloodninja: I peel some bananas.
Sarah19fca: Oh, what are you gonna do with those?
Bloodninja: get me peanuts. Peanuts from the ballpark.
Sarah19fca: Peanuts?
Bloodninja: Ken Griffey Jr. Yeaaaaahhh.
Sarah19fca: What are you talking about?
Bloodninja: I'm spent, I jump down into the alley and smoke a fatty. I throw rocks at the cats.
Sarah19fca: This is stupid.
Bloodninja: Stone Cold Steve Austin gives me some beer.
Bloodninja: Wanna Wrestle Stone Cold?
Bloodninja: Yeeaahhhh.
Sarah19fca: /ignore
Bloodninja: Its cool stone cold she was a ***** anyway.
Bloodninja: We get on harleys and ride into the sunset.
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Bloodninja:Wanna cyber?
DirtyKateK, but don't tell anybody
DirtyKate:Who are you?
Bloodninja: I've got blond hair, blue eyes, I work out a lot
Bloodninja:And I have a part time job delivering for Papa John's in my Geo Storm.
DirtyKate:You sound sexy.. I bet you want me in the back of your car..
Bloodninja:Maybe some other time. You should call up Papa John's and make an order
DirtyKate: Haha! OK
DirtyKate:Hello! I'd like an extra-EXTRA large pizza just dripping with sauce.
Bloodninja:Well, first they would say, "Hello, this is Papa John's, how may I help you", then they tell you the specials, and then you would make your order. So that's an X-Large. What toppings do you want?
DirtyKate:I want everything, baby!
Bloodninja:Is this a delivery?
DirtyKate:Umm...Yes
DirtyKate:So you're bringing the pizza to my house now? Cause I'm home alone... and I think I'll take a shower...
Bloodninja:Good. It will take about fifteen minutes to cook, and then I'll drive to your house.
**pause**
DirtyKate:I'm almost finished with my shower... Hurry up!
Bloodninja:You can't hurry good pizza.
Bloodninja:I'm on my way now though
**pause**
DirtyKate:So you're at my front door now.
Bloodninja:How did you know?
Bloodninja:I knock but you can't hear me cause you're in the shower. So I let myself in, and walk inside. I put the pizza down on your coffee table.
Bloodninja:Are you ready to get nasty, baby? I'm as hot as a pizza oven
DirtyKateooohh yeah. I step out of the shower and I'm all wet and cold. Warm me up baby
Bloodninja:So you're still in the bathroom?
DirtyKate:Yeah, I'm wrapping a towel around myself.
Bloodninja:I can no longer resist the pizza. I open the box and unzip my pants with my other hand. As I penetrate the gooey cheese, I moan in ecstacy. The mushrooms and Italian sausage are rough, but the sauce is deliciously soothing. I blow my load in seconds. As you leave the bathroom, I exit through the front door....
DirtyKate:What the f**k?
DirtyKate:You perverted piece of s**t
DirtyKate:F**k
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Bloodninja: Wanna cyber?
MommyMelissa: Sure, you into vegetables?
Bloodninja: What like gardening an ****?
MommyMelissa: Yeah, something like that.
Bloodninja: Nuthin turns me on more, check this out
Bloodninja: You bend over to harvest your radishes.
(pause)
MommyMelissa: is that it?
Bloodninja: You water your tomato patch.
Bloodninja: Are you ready for my fresh produce?
MommyMelissa: I was thinking of like, sexual acts INVOLVING vegetables... Can you make it a little more sexy for me?
(pause)
Bloodninja: I touch you on your lettuce, you massage my spinach... Sexily.
Bloodninja: I ride your buttocks, like they were amber waves of grains.
MommyMelissa: Grain doesn't really turn me on... I was thinking more along the lines of carrots and zucchinis.
Bloodninja: my zucchinis carresses your carrots.
Bloodninja: Damn baby your right, this s**t is HOT.
MommyMelissa: ...
Bloodninja: My turnips listen for the soft cry of your love. My insides turn to celery as I unleash my warm and sticky cauliflower of love.
MommyMelissa: What the f**k is this madlibs? I'm outta here.
Bloodninja: Yah, well I already unleashed my cauliflower, all over your olives, and up in your eyes. Now you can't see. *****.
MommyMelissa: whatever.
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bloodninja: Baby, I been havin a tough night so treat me nice aight?
BritneySpears14: Aight.
bloodninja: Slip out of those pants baby, yeah.
BritneySpears14: I slip out of my pants, just for you, bloodninja.
bloodninja: Oh yeah, aight. Aight, I put on my robe and wizard hat.
BritneySpears14: Oh, I like to play dress up.
bloodninja: Me too baby.
BritneySpears14: I kiss you softly on your chest.
bloodninja: I cast Lvl 3 Eroticism. You turn into a real beautiful woman.
BritneySpears14: Hey...
bloodninja: I meditate to regain my mana, before casting Lvl 8 Penis of the Infinite.
BritneySpears14: Funny I still don't see it.
bloodninja: I spend my mana reserves to cast Mighty of the Beyondness.
BritneySpears14: You are the worst cyber partner ever. This is ridiculous.
bloodninja: Don't **** with me biznitch, I'm the mightiest sorcerer of the lands.
bloodninja: I steal yo soul and cast Lightning Lvl 1,000,000 Your body explodes into a fine bloody mist, because you are only a Lvl 2 Druid.
BritneySpears14: Don't ever message me again you piece.
bloodninja: Robots are trying to drill my brain but my lightning shield inflicts DOA attack, leaving the robots as flaming piles of metal.
bloodninja: King Arthur congratulates me for destroying Dr. Robotnik's evil army of Robot Socialist Republics. The cold war ends. Reagan steals my accomplishments and makes like it was cause of him.
bloodninja: You still there baby? I think it's getting hard now.
bloodninja: Baby?
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bloodninja: Ok baby, we got to hurry, I don't know how long I can keep it ready for you.
j_gurli3: thats ok. ok i'm a japanese schoolgirl, what r u.
bloodninja: A Rhinocerus. Well, hung like one, thats for sure.
j_gurli3: haha, ok lets go.
j_gurli3: i put my hand through ur hair, and kiss u on the neck.
bloodninja: I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my breeding territory.
j_gurli3: haha, ok, u know that turns me on.
j_gurli3: i start unbuttoning ur shirt.
bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't wear shirts.
j_gurli3: No, ur not really a Rhinocerus silly, it's just part of the game.
bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't play games. They ******* charge your ***.
j_gurli3: stop, cmon be serious.
bloodninja: It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to charge your ***.
bloodninja: I stomp my feet, the dust stirs around my tough skinned feet.
j_gurli3: thats it.
bloodninja: Nostrils flaring, I lower my head. My horn, like some phallic symbol of my potent virility, is the last thing you see as skulls collide and mine remains the victor. You are now a bloody red ragdoll suspended in the air on my mighty horn.
bloodninja: **** am I hard now.
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BritneySpears14: Ok, are you ready?
eminemBNJA: Aight, yeah I'm ready.
BritneySpears14: I like your music Em... Tee hee.
eminemBNJA: huh huh, yeah, I make it for the ladies.
BritneySpears14: Mmm, we like it a lot. Let me show you.
BritneySpears14: I take off your pants, slowly, and massage your muscular physique.
eminemBNJA: Oh I like that Baby. I put on my robe and wizard hat.
BritneySpears14: What the ****, I told you not to message me again.
eminemBNJA:
BritneySpears14: I swear if you do it one more time I'm gonna report your ISP and say you were sending me kiddie porn you **** up.
eminemBNJA: OheminemBNJA: damn I gotta write down your names or something
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sweet17: Hi
bloodninja: hello
bloodninja: who is this?
sweet17: just a someone?
bloodninja: A someone I know?
sweet17: nope
bloodninja: Then why the hell are you bothering me?
sweet17: well sorrrrrry
sweet17: I just wanted to chat with you
bloodninja: why?
sweet17: nevermind your an jerk
bloodninja: Hey wait a minute
sweet17: yes?
bloodninja: look I'm sorry. I'm just a little paranoid
sweet17: paranoid?
bloodninja: yes
sweet17: of what?
sweet17: me?
bloodninja: No. I'm in hiding.
sweet17: LOL
bloodninja: Don't ******* laugh at me!
bloodninja: This **** is serious!
sweet17: What are you hiding from?
bloodninja: The cops.
sweet17: gimme a ******* break
bloodninja: I'm serious.
sweet17: I don't get it
bloodninja: The cops are after me.
sweet17: For what?
bloodninja: I'm wanted in three states
sweet17: For??
bloodninja: It's kindof embarrasing.
bloodninja: I had sex with a turkey.
bloodninja: Hello?
sweet17: You are ******* sick.
bloodninja: Send me your picture.
sweet17: why?
bloodninja: so I know you aren't one of them.
sweet17: One of what?
bloodninja: The cops.
sweet17: I'm not a cop i told you
bloodninja: Then send me your picture.
sweet17: hold on
bloodninja: Hurry up.
bloodninja: Are you there?
bloodninja: **** you, cop!
sweet17: Hey sorry
sweet17: I had to do something for my mom.
bloodninja: I thought you were trying to find a picture to send to me.
bloodninja: When really you were notifying the authorities.
bloodninja: Weren't you!?
sweet17: thats not it
bloodninja: Then what?
sweet17: I don't want to send you the picture cause I'm not pretty
bloodninja: Most cops aren't
sweet17: IM NOT A ******* COP YOU ********!
bloodninja: Then send me the picture.
sweet17: fine. What's your e-mail?
bloodninja: Just send it through here.
sweet17: alright *PIC*
sweet17: Did you get it?
bloodninja: Hold on. I'm looking.
sweet17: That was me back in may
sweet17: I've lost weight since then.
bloodninja: I hope so
sweet17: what?!
sweet17: that hurt my feelings.
bloodninja: Did it?
sweet17: Yes. I'm not that much smaller than that now.
bloodninja: Will it make you feel better if I send you my picture?
sweet17: yes
bloodninja: Alright let me find it.
sweet17: kks
bloodninja: Okay here it is. *PIC*
sweet17: this isn't you.
bloodninja: I'll be damned if it ain't!
sweet17: You don't look like that.
bloodninja: How the hell do you know?
sweet17: cause your profile has another picture.
bloodninja: The profile pic is a fake.
bloodninja: I use it to hide from the cops.
sweet17: You look like the Farm Fresh guy lol
bloodninja: Well, you look like you ATE the Farm Fresh guy....
bloodninja: Not to mention all the groceries.
sweet17: Go **** yourself
bloodninja: I was going to until I saw that picture
bloodninja: Now my unit won't get hard for a week.
sweet17: I shouldn't have sent you that picture.
sweet17: You've done nothing but slam me.
sweet17: you hurt me.
bloodninja: And calling me the Farm Fresh guy doesn't hurt me?
sweet17: I thought you were bullcrapping me!
bloodninja: Why would I do that?
sweet17: I can't believe that cops are after you
bloodninja: I can't believe Santa lets you sit on his lap..
sweet17: **** YOU!!!
bloodninja: You'd break both of his legs.
sweet17: You're a ******* *******!
sweet17: I've been teased my whole life because of my weight
sweet17: and you make fun of me when you don't even know me
bloodninja: Ok. I'm sorry.
sweet17: No you aren't
bloodninja: You're right. I'm not.
bloodninja: HAARRRRR!
sweet17: I'm done with you
bloodninja: Aww. I'm sorry.
sweet17: I'm putting you on ignore
bloodninja: Wait a sec
bloodninja: We got off on the wrong foot.
bloodninja: Wanna start over?
sweet17: No
bloodninja: I'll eat your kitty
sweet17: You'll what?
bloodninja: You heard me.
bloodninja: I said I'd eat your kitty.
sweet17: I thought you said you couldn't get it hard after seeing my picture
bloodninja: Do I need a hard-on to eat your kitty?
sweet17: I'd like to know that the man eating me out is excited yes
bloodninja: Well I'm not like most men.
bloodninja: I get excited in different ways.
sweet17: Like what?
bloodninja: Do you really wanna know?
sweet17: I don't know
bloodninja: You have to tell me yes or no.
sweet17: I'm afraid to
bloodninja: Why?
sweet17: cause
bloodninja: cause why?
sweet17: well lets see
sweet17: you say you have sex with turkeys. You call me fat. then you wanna eat me out
sweet17: doesn't that seem strange to you?
bloodninja: Nope
sweet17: well its strange to me
bloodninja: Fine. I won't do it if you don't want me to
sweet17: I didn't say that
bloodninja: So is that a yes?
sweet17: I guess so.
bloodninja: Ok. I need your help getting excited though.
bloodninja: Are you willing?
sweet17: What do you need me to do?
bloodninja: I need you talk like a pirate.
sweet17: ??
bloodninja: When I start to go limp... you say "HARRRR!!!"
bloodninja: ok?
bloodninja: Hello?
sweet17: You can't be serious
bloodninja: Oh yes I am!
bloodninja: It's my fantasy.
sweet17: this is retarded
bloodninja: Do you want it or not?
sweet17: Yes I want it.
bloodninja: Then you'll do it for me?
sweet17: sure
bloodninja: Ok. Here we go.
bloodninja: I gently remove your panties and being to massage your thighs.
bloodninja: You get really juicy thinking about my tounge brushing up against them
bloodninja: I softly begin to tounge your wet kitty.
bloodninja: I run my tounge up and down your smooth ****.
sweet17: mmmm yeah
bloodninja: uh oh ...going limp.
sweet17: Har
bloodninja: You gotta do better than that!
bloodninja: Your picture was really bad.
sweet17: HARRRRRRRRRRRR
bloodninja: Ahhhh. Much better. I feel your kitty get more moist with every stroke.
bloodninja: I softly suck on your **** bringing it in and out of my mouth.
bloodninja: Your juices run down my chin as your scent makes its way to my nose.
bloodninja: I begin to feel empowered by your femininity.
sweet17: mmmmmm you are good
bloodninja: I feel your thighs tighten as I **** harder
bloodninja: going limp
sweet17: HARRRRRRR
bloodninja: Mmmm I grab your swelling buttocks in my hands.
bloodninja: You begin to sway back and forth.
bloodninja: going limp
sweet17: this is stupid
bloodninja: ...still limp
bloodninja: Do it!
sweet17: HARRRRRRRRRRRRR
bloodninja: I turn you around to lick your *******.
bloodninja: I pry apart that battleship you call your ass.
bloodninja: I see poo nuggets hanging from the hair around your ass.
sweet17: WTF?!!?
bloodninja: They stink really bad.
sweet17: OMG STOP!!!
bloodninja: I start to get fed up with your ugly ass
bloodninja: I tear off your wooden peg leg.
bloodninja: I ram it up your ass.
sweet17: YOURE A ******* PYSCHO!!
bloodninja: Then I pour hot carmel over your head.
bloodninja: And turn you into a ******* candy apple...
bloodninja: I kick you in the face!
sweet17: **** YOU *******!!
bloodninja: The celluloid from your cheeks hits the side of the cabin...
bloodninja: Your parrot flys away.
bloodninja: ...going limp again.
bloodninja: Hello?
bloodninja: Say it!
bloodninja: HAARRRRRR!!!!!
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Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?
Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like?
Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 280 pounds.I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart.I'm also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner...it smells funny.
Sweetheart: I want you.Would you like to screw me?
Wellhung: OK
Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom.There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table.I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.
Wellhung: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat.
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.
Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse.My hands are trembling.
Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.
Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.
Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure.The cool silk slides off my warm skin.I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing.
Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a hole in your blouse.I'm sorry.
Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.
Wellhung: I'll pay for it.
Sweetheart: Don't worry about it.I'm wearing a lacy black bra.My soft breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.
Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra.I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors?
Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly.I'm reaching back undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breasts. My nipples are erect for you.
Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp.
Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me.
Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat!
Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear.
Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and phlegm.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.
Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of my blouse.
Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a plop.
Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your hard tool.
Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.
Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute.
Sweetheart: What's the matter?
Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.
Sweetheart: Are you OK?
Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.
Sweetheart: Can I help?
Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?
Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.
Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's better.
Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover.
Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.
Sweetheart: I'm on the bed arching for you.
Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet. And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm lost. Where's the bedroom?
Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.
Wellhung: I found it.
Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so badly.
Wellhung: Me too.
Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately-our naked bodies pressing each other.
Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.
Sweetheart Why don't you take off your glasses?
Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the glasses on the night table.
Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!
Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room and toward the bathroom.
Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover.
Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for the toilet. I lift the lid.
Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.
Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh!
Sweetheart: What's the matter now?
Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.
Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on.
Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know ...thing...in your...you know...woman's thing.
Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!
Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.
Sweetheart: I'm moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I can't stand it another second! Slide in! Screw me now!
Wellhung: I'm flaccid.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.
Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around; an incredulous look on my face.
Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my weiner all floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.
Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse.
Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table. I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray, picture frames and your candles.
Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.
Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing at it, a shocked look on my face.
Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!
Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!
Sweetheart:
Bloodninja: I lick your earlobe, and undo your watch.
Sarah19fca: mmmm, okay.
Bloodninja: I take yo pants off, grunting like a troll.
Sarah19fca: Yeah I like it rough.
Bloodninja: I smack you thick booty.
Sarah19fca: Oh yeah, that feels good.
Bloodninja: Smack, Smack, yeeeaahhh.
Bloodninja: I make some toast and eat it off your ass. Land O' Lakes butter all in your crack. Mmmm.
Sarah19fca: you like that?
Bloodninja: I peel some bananas.
Sarah19fca: Oh, what are you gonna do with those?
Bloodninja: get me peanuts. Peanuts from the ballpark.
Sarah19fca: Peanuts?
Bloodninja: Ken Griffey Jr. Yeaaaaahhh.
Sarah19fca: What are you talking about?
Bloodninja: I'm spent, I jump down into the alley and smoke a fatty. I throw rocks at the cats.
Sarah19fca: This is stupid.
Bloodninja: Stone Cold Steve Austin gives me some beer.
Bloodninja: Wanna Wrestle Stone Cold?
Bloodninja: Yeeaahhhh.
Sarah19fca: /ignore
Bloodninja: Its cool stone cold she was a ***** anyway.
Bloodninja: We get on harleys and ride into the sunset.
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Bloodninja:Wanna cyber?
DirtyKateK, but don't tell anybody
DirtyKate:Who are you?
Bloodninja: I've got blond hair, blue eyes, I work out a lot
Bloodninja:And I have a part time job delivering for Papa John's in my Geo Storm.
DirtyKate:You sound sexy.. I bet you want me in the back of your car..
Bloodninja:Maybe some other time. You should call up Papa John's and make an order
DirtyKate: Haha! OK
DirtyKate:Hello! I'd like an extra-EXTRA large pizza just dripping with sauce.
Bloodninja:Well, first they would say, "Hello, this is Papa John's, how may I help you", then they tell you the specials, and then you would make your order. So that's an X-Large. What toppings do you want?
DirtyKate:I want everything, baby!
Bloodninja:Is this a delivery?
DirtyKate:Umm...Yes
DirtyKate:So you're bringing the pizza to my house now? Cause I'm home alone... and I think I'll take a shower...
Bloodninja:Good. It will take about fifteen minutes to cook, and then I'll drive to your house.
**pause**
DirtyKate:I'm almost finished with my shower... Hurry up!
Bloodninja:You can't hurry good pizza.
Bloodninja:I'm on my way now though
**pause**
DirtyKate:So you're at my front door now.
Bloodninja:How did you know?
Bloodninja:I knock but you can't hear me cause you're in the shower. So I let myself in, and walk inside. I put the pizza down on your coffee table.
Bloodninja:Are you ready to get nasty, baby? I'm as hot as a pizza oven
DirtyKateooohh yeah. I step out of the shower and I'm all wet and cold. Warm me up baby
Bloodninja:So you're still in the bathroom?
DirtyKate:Yeah, I'm wrapping a towel around myself.
Bloodninja:I can no longer resist the pizza. I open the box and unzip my pants with my other hand. As I penetrate the gooey cheese, I moan in ecstacy. The mushrooms and Italian sausage are rough, but the sauce is deliciously soothing. I blow my load in seconds. As you leave the bathroom, I exit through the front door....
DirtyKate:What the f**k?
DirtyKate:You perverted piece of s**t
DirtyKate:F**k
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Bloodninja: Wanna cyber?
MommyMelissa: Sure, you into vegetables?
Bloodninja: What like gardening an ****?
MommyMelissa: Yeah, something like that.
Bloodninja: Nuthin turns me on more, check this out
Bloodninja: You bend over to harvest your radishes.
(pause)
MommyMelissa: is that it?
Bloodninja: You water your tomato patch.
Bloodninja: Are you ready for my fresh produce?
MommyMelissa: I was thinking of like, sexual acts INVOLVING vegetables... Can you make it a little more sexy for me?
(pause)
Bloodninja: I touch you on your lettuce, you massage my spinach... Sexily.
Bloodninja: I ride your buttocks, like they were amber waves of grains.
MommyMelissa: Grain doesn't really turn me on... I was thinking more along the lines of carrots and zucchinis.
Bloodninja: my zucchinis carresses your carrots.
Bloodninja: Damn baby your right, this s**t is HOT.
MommyMelissa: ...
Bloodninja: My turnips listen for the soft cry of your love. My insides turn to celery as I unleash my warm and sticky cauliflower of love.
MommyMelissa: What the f**k is this madlibs? I'm outta here.
Bloodninja: Yah, well I already unleashed my cauliflower, all over your olives, and up in your eyes. Now you can't see. *****.
MommyMelissa: whatever.
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bloodninja: Baby, I been havin a tough night so treat me nice aight?
BritneySpears14: Aight.
bloodninja: Slip out of those pants baby, yeah.
BritneySpears14: I slip out of my pants, just for you, bloodninja.
bloodninja: Oh yeah, aight. Aight, I put on my robe and wizard hat.
BritneySpears14: Oh, I like to play dress up.
bloodninja: Me too baby.
BritneySpears14: I kiss you softly on your chest.
bloodninja: I cast Lvl 3 Eroticism. You turn into a real beautiful woman.
BritneySpears14: Hey...
bloodninja: I meditate to regain my mana, before casting Lvl 8 Penis of the Infinite.
BritneySpears14: Funny I still don't see it.
bloodninja: I spend my mana reserves to cast Mighty of the Beyondness.
BritneySpears14: You are the worst cyber partner ever. This is ridiculous.
bloodninja: Don't **** with me biznitch, I'm the mightiest sorcerer of the lands.
bloodninja: I steal yo soul and cast Lightning Lvl 1,000,000 Your body explodes into a fine bloody mist, because you are only a Lvl 2 Druid.
BritneySpears14: Don't ever message me again you piece.
bloodninja: Robots are trying to drill my brain but my lightning shield inflicts DOA attack, leaving the robots as flaming piles of metal.
bloodninja: King Arthur congratulates me for destroying Dr. Robotnik's evil army of Robot Socialist Republics. The cold war ends. Reagan steals my accomplishments and makes like it was cause of him.
bloodninja: You still there baby? I think it's getting hard now.
bloodninja: Baby?
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bloodninja: Ok baby, we got to hurry, I don't know how long I can keep it ready for you.
j_gurli3: thats ok. ok i'm a japanese schoolgirl, what r u.
bloodninja: A Rhinocerus. Well, hung like one, thats for sure.
j_gurli3: haha, ok lets go.
j_gurli3: i put my hand through ur hair, and kiss u on the neck.
bloodninja: I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my breeding territory.
j_gurli3: haha, ok, u know that turns me on.
j_gurli3: i start unbuttoning ur shirt.
bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't wear shirts.
j_gurli3: No, ur not really a Rhinocerus silly, it's just part of the game.
bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't play games. They ******* charge your ***.
j_gurli3: stop, cmon be serious.
bloodninja: It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to charge your ***.
bloodninja: I stomp my feet, the dust stirs around my tough skinned feet.
j_gurli3: thats it.
bloodninja: Nostrils flaring, I lower my head. My horn, like some phallic symbol of my potent virility, is the last thing you see as skulls collide and mine remains the victor. You are now a bloody red ragdoll suspended in the air on my mighty horn.
bloodninja: **** am I hard now.
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BritneySpears14: Ok, are you ready?
eminemBNJA: Aight, yeah I'm ready.
BritneySpears14: I like your music Em... Tee hee.
eminemBNJA: huh huh, yeah, I make it for the ladies.
BritneySpears14: Mmm, we like it a lot. Let me show you.
BritneySpears14: I take off your pants, slowly, and massage your muscular physique.
eminemBNJA: Oh I like that Baby. I put on my robe and wizard hat.
BritneySpears14: What the ****, I told you not to message me again.
eminemBNJA:
BritneySpears14: I swear if you do it one more time I'm gonna report your ISP and say you were sending me kiddie porn you **** up.
eminemBNJA: OheminemBNJA: damn I gotta write down your names or something
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sweet17: Hi
bloodninja: hello
bloodninja: who is this?
sweet17: just a someone?
bloodninja: A someone I know?
sweet17: nope
bloodninja: Then why the hell are you bothering me?
sweet17: well sorrrrrry
sweet17: I just wanted to chat with you
bloodninja: why?
sweet17: nevermind your an jerk
bloodninja: Hey wait a minute
sweet17: yes?
bloodninja: look I'm sorry. I'm just a little paranoid
sweet17: paranoid?
bloodninja: yes
sweet17: of what?
sweet17: me?
bloodninja: No. I'm in hiding.
sweet17: LOL
bloodninja: Don't ******* laugh at me!
bloodninja: This **** is serious!
sweet17: What are you hiding from?
bloodninja: The cops.
sweet17: gimme a ******* break
bloodninja: I'm serious.
sweet17: I don't get it
bloodninja: The cops are after me.
sweet17: For what?
bloodninja: I'm wanted in three states
sweet17: For??
bloodninja: It's kindof embarrasing.
bloodninja: I had sex with a turkey.
bloodninja: Hello?
sweet17: You are ******* sick.
bloodninja: Send me your picture.
sweet17: why?
bloodninja: so I know you aren't one of them.
sweet17: One of what?
bloodninja: The cops.
sweet17: I'm not a cop i told you
bloodninja: Then send me your picture.
sweet17: hold on
bloodninja: Hurry up.
bloodninja: Are you there?
bloodninja: **** you, cop!
sweet17: Hey sorry
sweet17: I had to do something for my mom.
bloodninja: I thought you were trying to find a picture to send to me.
bloodninja: When really you were notifying the authorities.
bloodninja: Weren't you!?
sweet17: thats not it
bloodninja: Then what?
sweet17: I don't want to send you the picture cause I'm not pretty
bloodninja: Most cops aren't
sweet17: IM NOT A ******* COP YOU ********!
bloodninja: Then send me the picture.
sweet17: fine. What's your e-mail?
bloodninja: Just send it through here.
sweet17: alright *PIC*
sweet17: Did you get it?
bloodninja: Hold on. I'm looking.
sweet17: That was me back in may
sweet17: I've lost weight since then.
bloodninja: I hope so
sweet17: what?!
sweet17: that hurt my feelings.
bloodninja: Did it?
sweet17: Yes. I'm not that much smaller than that now.
bloodninja: Will it make you feel better if I send you my picture?
sweet17: yes
bloodninja: Alright let me find it.
sweet17: kks
bloodninja: Okay here it is. *PIC*
sweet17: this isn't you.
bloodninja: I'll be damned if it ain't!
sweet17: You don't look like that.
bloodninja: How the hell do you know?
sweet17: cause your profile has another picture.
bloodninja: The profile pic is a fake.
bloodninja: I use it to hide from the cops.
sweet17: You look like the Farm Fresh guy lol
bloodninja: Well, you look like you ATE the Farm Fresh guy....
bloodninja: Not to mention all the groceries.
sweet17: Go **** yourself
bloodninja: I was going to until I saw that picture
bloodninja: Now my unit won't get hard for a week.
sweet17: I shouldn't have sent you that picture.
sweet17: You've done nothing but slam me.
sweet17: you hurt me.
bloodninja: And calling me the Farm Fresh guy doesn't hurt me?
sweet17: I thought you were bullcrapping me!
bloodninja: Why would I do that?
sweet17: I can't believe that cops are after you
bloodninja: I can't believe Santa lets you sit on his lap..
sweet17: **** YOU!!!
bloodninja: You'd break both of his legs.
sweet17: You're a ******* *******!
sweet17: I've been teased my whole life because of my weight
sweet17: and you make fun of me when you don't even know me
bloodninja: Ok. I'm sorry.
sweet17: No you aren't
bloodninja: You're right. I'm not.
bloodninja: HAARRRRR!
sweet17: I'm done with you
bloodninja: Aww. I'm sorry.
sweet17: I'm putting you on ignore
bloodninja: Wait a sec
bloodninja: We got off on the wrong foot.
bloodninja: Wanna start over?
sweet17: No
bloodninja: I'll eat your kitty
sweet17: You'll what?
bloodninja: You heard me.
bloodninja: I said I'd eat your kitty.
sweet17: I thought you said you couldn't get it hard after seeing my picture
bloodninja: Do I need a hard-on to eat your kitty?
sweet17: I'd like to know that the man eating me out is excited yes
bloodninja: Well I'm not like most men.
bloodninja: I get excited in different ways.
sweet17: Like what?
bloodninja: Do you really wanna know?
sweet17: I don't know
bloodninja: You have to tell me yes or no.
sweet17: I'm afraid to
bloodninja: Why?
sweet17: cause
bloodninja: cause why?
sweet17: well lets see
sweet17: you say you have sex with turkeys. You call me fat. then you wanna eat me out
sweet17: doesn't that seem strange to you?
bloodninja: Nope
sweet17: well its strange to me
bloodninja: Fine. I won't do it if you don't want me to
sweet17: I didn't say that
bloodninja: So is that a yes?
sweet17: I guess so.
bloodninja: Ok. I need your help getting excited though.
bloodninja: Are you willing?
sweet17: What do you need me to do?
bloodninja: I need you talk like a pirate.
sweet17: ??
bloodninja: When I start to go limp... you say "HARRRR!!!"
bloodninja: ok?
bloodninja: Hello?
sweet17: You can't be serious
bloodninja: Oh yes I am!
bloodninja: It's my fantasy.
sweet17: this is retarded
bloodninja: Do you want it or not?
sweet17: Yes I want it.
bloodninja: Then you'll do it for me?
sweet17: sure
bloodninja: Ok. Here we go.
bloodninja: I gently remove your panties and being to massage your thighs.
bloodninja: You get really juicy thinking about my tounge brushing up against them
bloodninja: I softly begin to tounge your wet kitty.
bloodninja: I run my tounge up and down your smooth ****.
sweet17: mmmm yeah
bloodninja: uh oh ...going limp.
sweet17: Har
bloodninja: You gotta do better than that!
bloodninja: Your picture was really bad.
sweet17: HARRRRRRRRRRRR
bloodninja: Ahhhh. Much better. I feel your kitty get more moist with every stroke.
bloodninja: I softly suck on your **** bringing it in and out of my mouth.
bloodninja: Your juices run down my chin as your scent makes its way to my nose.
bloodninja: I begin to feel empowered by your femininity.
sweet17: mmmmmm you are good
bloodninja: I feel your thighs tighten as I **** harder
bloodninja: going limp
sweet17: HARRRRRRR
bloodninja: Mmmm I grab your swelling buttocks in my hands.
bloodninja: You begin to sway back and forth.
bloodninja: going limp
sweet17: this is stupid
bloodninja: ...still limp
bloodninja: Do it!
sweet17: HARRRRRRRRRRRRR
bloodninja: I turn you around to lick your *******.
bloodninja: I pry apart that battleship you call your ass.
bloodninja: I see poo nuggets hanging from the hair around your ass.
sweet17: WTF?!!?
bloodninja: They stink really bad.
sweet17: OMG STOP!!!
bloodninja: I start to get fed up with your ugly ass
bloodninja: I tear off your wooden peg leg.
bloodninja: I ram it up your ass.
sweet17: YOURE A ******* PYSCHO!!
bloodninja: Then I pour hot carmel over your head.
bloodninja: And turn you into a ******* candy apple...
bloodninja: I kick you in the face!
sweet17: **** YOU *******!!
bloodninja: The celluloid from your cheeks hits the side of the cabin...
bloodninja: Your parrot flys away.
bloodninja: ...going limp again.
bloodninja: Hello?
bloodninja: Say it!
bloodninja: HAARRRRRR!!!!!
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Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?
Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like?
Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 280 pounds.I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart.I'm also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner...it smells funny.
Sweetheart: I want you.Would you like to screw me?
Wellhung: OK
Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom.There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table.I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.
Wellhung: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat.
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.
Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse.My hands are trembling.
Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.
Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.
Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure.The cool silk slides off my warm skin.I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing.
Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a hole in your blouse.I'm sorry.
Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.
Wellhung: I'll pay for it.
Sweetheart: Don't worry about it.I'm wearing a lacy black bra.My soft breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.
Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra.I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors?
Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly.I'm reaching back undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breasts. My nipples are erect for you.
Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp.
Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me.
Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat!
Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear.
Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and phlegm.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.
Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of my blouse.
Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a plop.
Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your hard tool.
Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.
Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute.
Sweetheart: What's the matter?
Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.
Sweetheart: Are you OK?
Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.
Sweetheart: Can I help?
Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?
Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.
Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's better.
Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover.
Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.
Sweetheart: I'm on the bed arching for you.
Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet. And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm lost. Where's the bedroom?
Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.
Wellhung: I found it.
Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so badly.
Wellhung: Me too.
Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately-our naked bodies pressing each other.
Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.
Sweetheart Why don't you take off your glasses?
Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the glasses on the night table.
Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!
Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room and toward the bathroom.
Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover.
Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for the toilet. I lift the lid.
Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.
Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh!
Sweetheart: What's the matter now?
Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.
Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on.
Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know ...thing...in your...you know...woman's thing.
Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!
Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.
Sweetheart: I'm moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I can't stand it another second! Slide in! Screw me now!
Wellhung: I'm flaccid.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.
Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around; an incredulous look on my face.
Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my weiner all floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.
Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse.
Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table. I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray, picture frames and your candles.
Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.
Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing at it, a shocked look on my face.
Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!
Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!
Sweetheart:
60 kph - Romancing the Roads
If something has come close to defininf my love for travelling, the way I want to travel and things I want to really really do, its 60 KpH - The Motorcycle Travel Club.
60 KpH is about people who get together on their bikes and go for long journeys across the length and the breadth of the country. It combines the two of the best experiences one can have - Travelling and Biking. I always wanted to travel, see what all happens around the world, how people live, what makes them diferent from us and I wanted to travel extensively on bike, have long rides, feel the pulse on the bike and finally as one the old songs goes - cool wind in my head ... !
Travelling, I recently started with it. My firt ever experience was at ChandraTaal when I went there this November. It was a 3 Day trek and as soon as I embarked on the journey, I knew I had found my destiny.
People might give arguments and tell me whats the glory in going to a remote place in mountains and coming back after spending a night, I have only one response - Go for once and then ask the questions again.
I am a Drunkard ...
After completing a couple of events at MDI, there was yet another party with free booze and an entertaining DJ.
As usual people were having fun and time of their lives. And guess what, I was forced to have some alcohol. It tasted like hell and the throat still burns from the mere thought of it. I wow not to have it again.
I am surpised why people take it in first place when the outcomes can only be negative...
As usual people were having fun and time of their lives. And guess what, I was forced to have some alcohol. It tasted like hell and the throat still burns from the mere thought of it. I wow not to have it again.
I am surpised why people take it in first place when the outcomes can only be negative...
The Fuel
Fuel Vodka Bottle, a Candle and my Canon A75
2005 November: Seagram's Fuel
This is on Sudhanshu's BDay. Bottle was consumed by all those present (excluding me) in about 15 minutes. Candle was lifted from the birthday cake.
Alt + Tab
I am a huge proponent of Microsoft Office Powerpoint. I love it and use it all the time to make presentations but I hate it for one thing ... Alt + Tab would NOT work with it.
They should add the Alt+Tab thingy !!!!!
They should add the Alt+Tab thingy !!!!!
My Clan T-Shirt
My Counter Strike Clan TShirt
2005 November: TShirt
I conceptualized this t-shirt long time back and we are finally getting it printed...
Class Project: General Motors India
Print Ads for General Motors India
2005 November: Class Assignment on Corporate Campaigns
We were supposed to make this Corporate Campaign for General Motors India. Me and my group came up with "Selcet One" theme and above posted three print advertisements.
My team included Anindito Guha, Ankit Mahajan, Nilanjan Roy Chowdhary and Shweta Vij.
Added Later: We were "awarded" lowest marks for this effort and the faculty thought we did not put effort and time !
Advent 2005 - Advertising and Marketing Event @ MDI
Poster for Advent 2005, MDI Gurgaon.
2005 November: Advent Poster
The idea was Divya's, the conceptualization and implmentation was mine.
Image Credits: brokenarts a.k.a Davide Guglielmo and
Print Advert for a Space Travel Agency
Print Advert for a competition
2005 November: Competition Entry
Ghode ki Fuk !!!!
On Road to Kullu, Himachal Pradesh
2005 September: Chandratal Trip
If you guys know Hindi, try to read the entire thing ...
My Desktop
Desktop
2004: Home
This is a pic of my "desktop". My Pentium !!! based computer with 320 MB ram and along with that I have my Thinkpad R51-KQ1. I also have a screwdriver there next to the CPU so that I can pull HDD out as fast as possible, have my old(I don't have it anymore, as it broke down when I dropped it 15024th time) cellphone(Samsung C100), my wallet and and a skin lotion.
Sudama vs Kucheludu
So this morning we are having breakfast in the mess and my dear roomie Mr. Pochu Prasad tells us that in Mahabharats there was a character who was childhood friend of Lord Krishna. Once they grew, that friend would take the same thing we are eating to Krishna when Krishna became the king. I agree. Perfect. 10 on 10.
Here is the interesting part ...
Pochu says that his name was Kucheludu or something like that and I yell like crazy that he was Sudama. I now have a lot of attention and I ofcourse sit down but the argument continues and we are deadlocked.
I give him a challenge that go ask ANYONE, anyone on the road, hostel and just mention three words - Lord Krishna, Childhood Friend and Poor and you would get the name. I am winning 5 - 1 right now and he has been outta room most morning tryng to find people to help him.
And here is another interesting part ...
Since Pochu is from Hyderabad, he asked yet another andhraite and he also said Kuchar.
And it wont get more interesting than this ...
Pochu is at this very moment on the phone with his mom asking the name of the poor friend. I dunno what her reply would be but as they say ... Curosity Kills and this reminds me of one of the mental models taught by Prof. Bakshi - Social Proof !
Do the epics change as we move from North India to South India? I know people are known with different names but is it possible that someone is famous as Mr. X in these neck of the woods and Mr. Y in other?
Edit: The name was changed from Kuchar to Kucheludu on a special request from my roomie ...
Here is the interesting part ...
Pochu says that his name was Kucheludu or something like that and I yell like crazy that he was Sudama. I now have a lot of attention and I ofcourse sit down but the argument continues and we are deadlocked.
I give him a challenge that go ask ANYONE, anyone on the road, hostel and just mention three words - Lord Krishna, Childhood Friend and Poor and you would get the name. I am winning 5 - 1 right now and he has been outta room most morning tryng to find people to help him.
And here is another interesting part ...
Since Pochu is from Hyderabad, he asked yet another andhraite and he also said Kuchar.
And it wont get more interesting than this ...
Pochu is at this very moment on the phone with his mom asking the name of the poor friend. I dunno what her reply would be but as they say ... Curosity Kills and this reminds me of one of the mental models taught by Prof. Bakshi - Social Proof !
Do the epics change as we move from North India to South India? I know people are known with different names but is it possible that someone is famous as Mr. X in these neck of the woods and Mr. Y in other?
Edit: The name was changed from Kuchar to Kucheludu on a special request from my roomie ...
EarthQuake - my first
I was about 9:30 odd in the morning and I was working on my comp ... typing away a senti mail to the group of best friends here and suddenly, the pen fell down from the table and EURREKA !!!! it was an earthquake !!!!
More later .. gotta rush ...
More later .. gotta rush ...
An accident and and a gift
So I was "apparently" working for Imperium and was supposed to goto a Flex Banner shop to get the backdrops for the Shubha Mudgal night and KK night.
So the shop owner was about 70 years old and was as active as anyone else could be. So we discussed the modalities and other finer details with him and we finally decided on the deal.
As we were coming back, he asked us to wait and went to his car. He got me and Divya a small gift each. He might have got that pouch and the keychain for free but the entire action of getting the gifts for us (we were mere customers) was very touching and I felt very very special !
Wish all the other people were as affectionate ...
And by the way I had a minor accident... I rammed 8101 into a Tata Sumo. No one was hurt physically but there was some broken glass and a broken heart ...
So the shop owner was about 70 years old and was as active as anyone else could be. So we discussed the modalities and other finer details with him and we finally decided on the deal.
As we were coming back, he asked us to wait and went to his car. He got me and Divya a small gift each. He might have got that pouch and the keychain for free but the entire action of getting the gifts for us (we were mere customers) was very touching and I felt very very special !
Wish all the other people were as affectionate ...
And by the way I had a minor accident... I rammed 8101 into a Tata Sumo. No one was hurt physically but there was some broken glass and a broken heart ...
Gandhi
Gandhi – one word, one name, one person and finally one nation. Gandhi is one of the few leaders who gave direction to Indian people and were instrumental in India’s struggle for freedom.
Born on 2nd October 1869 in a trader’s home, Gandhi was a very shy person by nature and had great difficulties in standing in front of a crowd and deliver a five minutes speech.
Probably the best thing about him was the way he was able to communicate with the 40 odd million Indians at that time. In those times, media was underdeveloped; there was no internet, television or radio access to the masses of the vast Indian continent. The media was heavily regulated and controlled by the British Empire. Yet he was able to communicate effectively to the 40 odd million Indians spread sporadically over the Indian subcontinent. Even today without the help of modern telecommunication techniques, no world leader can expect to be as effective.
He was shot dead by Nathu Ram Godsey on 30th January 1948 in Birla Mandir at Delhi and an era came to an end.
There have been many accounts of Gandhi’s life but personally I think Freedom at Midnight by Dominique Lapierre and Larry Collins captures Gandhi the best. They analyze Gandhi very rationally in light of all the evidence they could collect after talking to lot of people including Lord Mountbatten. This book is a must read for anyone remotely interested in India and its struggle for freedom.
In the end, here is a quote from GandhiJi himself ...
Born on 2nd October 1869 in a trader’s home, Gandhi was a very shy person by nature and had great difficulties in standing in front of a crowd and deliver a five minutes speech.
Probably the best thing about him was the way he was able to communicate with the 40 odd million Indians at that time. In those times, media was underdeveloped; there was no internet, television or radio access to the masses of the vast Indian continent. The media was heavily regulated and controlled by the British Empire. Yet he was able to communicate effectively to the 40 odd million Indians spread sporadically over the Indian subcontinent. Even today without the help of modern telecommunication techniques, no world leader can expect to be as effective.
He was shot dead by Nathu Ram Godsey on 30th January 1948 in Birla Mandir at Delhi and an era came to an end.
There have been many accounts of Gandhi’s life but personally I think Freedom at Midnight by Dominique Lapierre and Larry Collins captures Gandhi the best. They analyze Gandhi very rationally in light of all the evidence they could collect after talking to lot of people including Lord Mountbatten. This book is a must read for anyone remotely interested in India and its struggle for freedom.
In the end, here is a quote from GandhiJi himself ...
Live as if you were to die tomorrow.
Learn as if you were to live forever.
Yet Another Poem !!!!
When the class is so boring,
And everybody around is snoring,
Garg gets up to his antics,
and discusses 3M optics,
what a pity... we have to hear,
Cos its a course subject we have to bear ...
This is yet another thing that 04p030 wrote for me! I think I need to boost up my creativity and write better bigger and filthier poems on her !
And everybody around is snoring,
Garg gets up to his antics,
and discusses 3M optics,
what a pity... we have to hear,
Cos its a course subject we have to bear ...
This is yet another thing that 04p030 wrote for me! I think I need to boost up my creativity and write better bigger and filthier poems on her !
Missing my DCam !!!!
I used to own a Canon A75 before my sister robbed it off me and took it to Mumbai along with her. I was promised that I would be bought another camera pretty soon but it has been about 4 months now and the pretty soon is not yet here.
Its raining like anything here and in the past half an hour I have seen about 100 different shades of yellow, purple, red and what not in the wide open sky. Apart from these beautiful colours, my campus is all green and red and gray and the combination is any photographers dream. Right now outside my window, the sky is a tint between purple and orange, there are greeen leaves, red buiding and a guy in red t-shirt and white shorts.
I want to be a photographer some day and I think clicking random pictures here would help me learn the fine art.
O I miss my camera so much...
Its raining like anything here and in the past half an hour I have seen about 100 different shades of yellow, purple, red and what not in the wide open sky. Apart from these beautiful colours, my campus is all green and red and gray and the combination is any photographers dream. Right now outside my window, the sky is a tint between purple and orange, there are greeen leaves, red buiding and a guy in red t-shirt and white shorts.
I want to be a photographer some day and I think clicking random pictures here would help me learn the fine art.
O I miss my camera so much...
The Gender Wars
There is this girl in my class and she can play the Nokia Snake like no one else. I think she is addicted to snake and there was this Strategy Lecture where I was not so interested in the topic being covered so I came up with this sort of poem for her ...
And as they say Tit for Tat, she came up with this ...
Certainly far far better than what I wrote but things din't end there. She had to say the following also...
Once there was this lady
and then there was Nokia's Snake
She would do anything
anything in the world she could make
She had the drive to go endlessly
but the snake would put the brake
People around her would give her advice
the dear advice that she won't take
04p030 @ 98100***** won't listen
won't listen cos she was ADDICTED TO SNAKE
And as they say Tit for Tat, she came up with this ...
Here's was this guy who didn't like snake.
Who loved to chatter without any break.
On every silly thing, he has the silliest take.
Check him out on the blog he makes.
Certainly far far better than what I wrote but things din't end there. She had to say the following also...
Saurabh
And
Unstoppable
Rambling
Are
Best/Bitter (take ur pick!)
Humour
Thats Saurabh Garg for you!!
Haasil - Aankhen Bhi
A brief filmography of my current favrorite song .. :D
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zuban
Movie Name: Haasil (2003)
Singer: Abhijeet
Music Director: Jatin-Lalit
Lyrics: Israr Ansari
Year: 2003
Producer: Karma Network Ltd
Director: Tigmanshu Dhulia
Actors: Hrishitaa Bhatt, Jimmy Shergill
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Bin Bole Kardeti Hai Hsalat Yeh Pal Mein Bayan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Bin Bole Kardeti Hai Hsalat Yeh Pal Mein Bayan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Khamoshi Bhi To Pyaar Hai
Rakhti Bahut Yeh Asar Hai
Kab Ishq Hojaye Yaha Dil Ko Kahan Yeh Khabar Hai
Do Din Bhi Yeh Silsile Chup Sake Hai Kahan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Hume Neend Aye Na Jab Aankhon Mein
Badhne Lage Bekarari
Shabnam Ko Bhi Chune Se Jab
Mehsoos Ho Chingari
To Aisa Lagta Hai
Ek Hai Zameen Aasmaan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Bin Bole Kardeti Hai Hsalat Yeh Pal Mein Bayan
Bin Bole Kardeti Hai Hsalat Yeh Pal Mein Bayan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zuban
Movie Name: Haasil (2003)
Singer: Abhijeet
Music Director: Jatin-Lalit
Lyrics: Israr Ansari
Year: 2003
Producer: Karma Network Ltd
Director: Tigmanshu Dhulia
Actors: Hrishitaa Bhatt, Jimmy Shergill
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Bin Bole Kardeti Hai Hsalat Yeh Pal Mein Bayan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Bin Bole Kardeti Hai Hsalat Yeh Pal Mein Bayan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Khamoshi Bhi To Pyaar Hai
Rakhti Bahut Yeh Asar Hai
Kab Ishq Hojaye Yaha Dil Ko Kahan Yeh Khabar Hai
Do Din Bhi Yeh Silsile Chup Sake Hai Kahan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Hume Neend Aye Na Jab Aankhon Mein
Badhne Lage Bekarari
Shabnam Ko Bhi Chune Se Jab
Mehsoos Ho Chingari
To Aisa Lagta Hai
Ek Hai Zameen Aasmaan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Aankhen Bhi Hoti Hai Dil Ki Zubaan
Bin Bole Kardeti Hai Hsalat Yeh Pal Mein Bayan
Bin Bole Kardeti Hai Hsalat Yeh Pal Mein Bayan
Yahoo 360 Invite
I am looking for a invite to the Yahoo 360. If ANYONE can send me the same, PLEASE PLEASE do so. My email address is septemberthe22nd+yahoo360invite@gmail.com.
Counter-Strike - Date with the Destiny
Tomorrow on 24th April 2005, my Counter Strike clan MML would be entering a competition at Reliance Web World in Gurgaon. Last time when we went there, we eaily won the tourney and walked away with the prizes. This time, its different. I have been told that there are far too many teams and the teams are far too better. Anyways challenge and risk are my way of life and I am looking forward to the event.
People who would be helping me out there and are my clan members are ...
Pawanjit Singh Wasu aka MML | hitman
RajKiran Sharma aka MML | ICEman
Sudhanshu Gupta aka MML | Anathema
Saurabh Garg aka me aka MML | Krror_Singh
two other MML mmebers that would not be able to make it due to their commitments and academic rigor. The reasons would be explained sometime later when I would be having 1000000000 xtra minutes to type in. By the way they are Bethune Velamati and Satyajeet Gandhi.
And since I am talking about gaming and on top of it I am talkin about First Person Shooters and on top of it a team game, how can I end this post without mentioning kAgE? kAgE aka Kunal Garde happens to my mentor and I hope I get to beat him someday, somewhere in ANY game !!!!
People who would be helping me out there and are my clan members are ...
Pawanjit Singh Wasu aka MML | hitman
RajKiran Sharma aka MML | ICEman
Sudhanshu Gupta aka MML | Anathema
Saurabh Garg aka me aka MML | Krror_Singh
two other MML mmebers that would not be able to make it due to their commitments and academic rigor. The reasons would be explained sometime later when I would be having 1000000000 xtra minutes to type in. By the way they are Bethune Velamati and Satyajeet Gandhi.
And since I am talking about gaming and on top of it I am talkin about First Person Shooters and on top of it a team game, how can I end this post without mentioning kAgE? kAgE aka Kunal Garde happens to my mentor and I hope I get to beat him someday, somewhere in ANY game !!!!
Adobe to acquire Macromedia
Adobe - the document company is all set to acquire Macromedia - the digital company ! More to some soon on this wonderful acquisition.
I thought that Macromedia would be gobbled up by Microsoft but Adobe it was !
More to come ...
I thought that Macromedia would be gobbled up by Microsoft but Adobe it was !
More to come ...
Books Books Books
Although I am not one of those who would read and read and read. I read stuff when I am bored or when something is very highly recommended. I havent been able to read a lot of books but here is a complete list of books that I have read.
The list includes majorly fiction novels and some other interesting stuff.
-> Arthur Hailey - Airport
-> Buck Rodgers, Robert Shock - The IBM Way
-> Dan Brown - Angels and Deamons
-> Dan Brown - The Vinci Code
-> Eliyahu M. Goldratt, Jeff Cox - The Goal
-> Jeffery Archer - Sons of Fortune - Completed on 21st Sep 2004
-> Jeffery Archer - Honour Among Thieves
-> John Grisham - The Runaway Jury
-> John Grisham - The King of Torts
-> John Grisham - The Street Lawyer
-> John Grisham - The Testament
-> John Grisham - The Brethren
-> John Grisham - The Firm - Completed on 15th Aug 2004
-> Kim Woo-Choong - Every Street Is Paved With Gold
-> Mario Puzo - The Godfather
-> Paul Erdman - The Setup
-> Sidney Sheldon - Morning, Noon and Night
One good thing about books is that you get to learn about a few things without leaving your home. You would konw about the way things work in say the oposite end of the Globe, How people live in deep jungles in Africa, how do aeroplanes fly etc.
Also you can learn from other people's experiences. You can take clues from the events from other people's mistakes, great moves and be inspired.
As said so frequently, every coin has two faces and there are some very good reasons to read books and there are some reasons why I detested books.
The thing about books is that it makes one stick indoors. You would be spending long hous reading those huge novels etc. I have always been a person who would like to go out and staying indoors is the last thing I would ever do.
Also the books are at times biased. Well every form of information source is kinda biased. Talk about NewsPapers, Televisoin, Information Channels, I believe most of them are biased.
I want to add a brief summary about em. I just realized that I have read a lot of them and I don't remember the sequence of evetns ... Fors example, I don't know what happens in the Sons of Fortune or what was the ending of any Grisham... Blame it on my poor memory !
Edit Log:
15th Aug 2004 - Added The Firm
21st Sep 2004 - Added The Setup and Sons of Fotune
18th Apr 2005 - Added Honour Among Thieves, Angels and Deamons, The Vinci Code, The Runaway Jury and The King of Torts
Last Edited on 18th Apr 2005 @ 12:01 AM
The list includes majorly fiction novels and some other interesting stuff.
-> Arthur Hailey - Airport
-> Buck Rodgers, Robert Shock - The IBM Way
-> Dan Brown - Angels and Deamons
-> Dan Brown - The Vinci Code
-> Eliyahu M. Goldratt, Jeff Cox - The Goal
-> Jeffery Archer - Sons of Fortune - Completed on 21st Sep 2004
-> Jeffery Archer - Honour Among Thieves
-> John Grisham - The Runaway Jury
-> John Grisham - The King of Torts
-> John Grisham - The Street Lawyer
-> John Grisham - The Testament
-> John Grisham - The Brethren
-> John Grisham - The Firm - Completed on 15th Aug 2004
-> Kim Woo-Choong - Every Street Is Paved With Gold
-> Mario Puzo - The Godfather
-> Paul Erdman - The Setup
-> Sidney Sheldon - Morning, Noon and Night
One good thing about books is that you get to learn about a few things without leaving your home. You would konw about the way things work in say the oposite end of the Globe, How people live in deep jungles in Africa, how do aeroplanes fly etc.
Also you can learn from other people's experiences. You can take clues from the events from other people's mistakes, great moves and be inspired.
As said so frequently, every coin has two faces and there are some very good reasons to read books and there are some reasons why I detested books.
The thing about books is that it makes one stick indoors. You would be spending long hous reading those huge novels etc. I have always been a person who would like to go out and staying indoors is the last thing I would ever do.
Also the books are at times biased. Well every form of information source is kinda biased. Talk about NewsPapers, Televisoin, Information Channels, I believe most of them are biased.
I want to add a brief summary about em. I just realized that I have read a lot of them and I don't remember the sequence of evetns ... Fors example, I don't know what happens in the Sons of Fortune or what was the ending of any Grisham... Blame it on my poor memory !
Edit Log:
15th Aug 2004 - Added The Firm
21st Sep 2004 - Added The Setup and Sons of Fotune
18th Apr 2005 - Added Honour Among Thieves, Angels and Deamons, The Vinci Code, The Runaway Jury and The King of Torts
Last Edited on 18th Apr 2005 @ 12:01 AM
Ego Surfing !
While EgoSurfing today, I found out that a gaming website talks about me ... http://www.mobygames.com/developer/sheet/view/developerId%2C111226.
Ego Surfing sure reveals interesting things. One of the few could be searching for SAURABH GARG on YAHOO returns a page where 9 out of 10 resuts talk about me :D Can't stop grinning !
Another update ... I finished reading Honour Among Thieves by Jeffery Archer and since I have run out of material to read, I am back to the good old Godfather... I am trying to remember the sequence of events now. Another option was FountainHead but unlike a lot of people I did'nt find it that "intellectually stimulating" !
Ego Surfing sure reveals interesting things. One of the few could be searching for SAURABH GARG on YAHOO returns a page where 9 out of 10 resuts talk about me :D Can't stop grinning !
Another update ... I finished reading Honour Among Thieves by Jeffery Archer and since I have run out of material to read, I am back to the good old Godfather... I am trying to remember the sequence of events now. Another option was FountainHead but unlike a lot of people I did'nt find it that "intellectually stimulating" !
Shall We Dance !!!!
Its been long since I posted something on my BLOG ! If I go by the records it would be 9 days. Lots of things have happened... Exams got over, started with vacations, started with learning finance fundas and waiting for summer internship to start.
I was back in campus and happened to go for the latest flick - SHALL WE DANCE. Featuring Richard Gere, J Lo and Susan Sarandon ... was a nice time pass. As always when I was watching the movie, I tried to be the protagonist and apply my brain at that hard task called thinking... Throughout the movie I was trying to anticipate, guess, what would be his next move, what would be the next dialouge ... din't get that lucky today, was wrong most of the times. I know I can't dance ;).
Again talking about the movie itself, the movie was based in dunno which city but there were quite a few shots of the skyscapers... I had this funny feeling of going to the city at once. Would build the greatest sky scraper of em all. Talking of building reminds me of FountainHead by Ayn Rand. Before I read this one, I thought Ayn Rand was a male but it turned out that Ayn Rand is a female. Anyways while reading, I could connect at times with Roark, Waynand and Toohey. No no, am not trying to say am the coolest but a trying to say that at times I was thinking what they were thinking. I plan to read it once more before I write something about it.
Ever since we had vacatoins, have read two more fictions. Both by Grisham. Runaway Jury and King of Torts. As always both were amazing. However they failed to inspire me to be a lawyer like the previous ones. Probably the main character in both these was'nt someone exceptional. I can compare the chap from Runaway Jury - whats his name, with Ellsworth Monkton Toohey in the FountainHead. Both of them could persude people to do things that people would'nt have done under normal circmstances. I would certianly like to do that. Talk of evil ;)
I have started with vacations and have absolutely nothing to do at home. I plan to re-learn guitar (as if I knew it in the first place), re-bulid my website (as if I had it in first place), re-gain my position as the richest person on the planey (as if I was)... Of the three things mentioned above, I plan to achieve atleast two. They say two months is a long long time to do anything. I might even re design the BLOG if I don't find anything else to do.
And abhi I am out of ideas what to talk about and what to write etc...
I was back in campus and happened to go for the latest flick - SHALL WE DANCE. Featuring Richard Gere, J Lo and Susan Sarandon ... was a nice time pass. As always when I was watching the movie, I tried to be the protagonist and apply my brain at that hard task called thinking... Throughout the movie I was trying to anticipate, guess, what would be his next move, what would be the next dialouge ... din't get that lucky today, was wrong most of the times. I know I can't dance ;).
Again talking about the movie itself, the movie was based in dunno which city but there were quite a few shots of the skyscapers... I had this funny feeling of going to the city at once. Would build the greatest sky scraper of em all. Talking of building reminds me of FountainHead by Ayn Rand. Before I read this one, I thought Ayn Rand was a male but it turned out that Ayn Rand is a female. Anyways while reading, I could connect at times with Roark, Waynand and Toohey. No no, am not trying to say am the coolest but a trying to say that at times I was thinking what they were thinking. I plan to read it once more before I write something about it.
Ever since we had vacatoins, have read two more fictions. Both by Grisham. Runaway Jury and King of Torts. As always both were amazing. However they failed to inspire me to be a lawyer like the previous ones. Probably the main character in both these was'nt someone exceptional. I can compare the chap from Runaway Jury - whats his name, with Ellsworth Monkton Toohey in the FountainHead. Both of them could persude people to do things that people would'nt have done under normal circmstances. I would certianly like to do that. Talk of evil ;)
I have started with vacations and have absolutely nothing to do at home. I plan to re-learn guitar (as if I knew it in the first place), re-bulid my website (as if I had it in first place), re-gain my position as the richest person on the planey (as if I was)... Of the three things mentioned above, I plan to achieve atleast two. They say two months is a long long time to do anything. I might even re design the BLOG if I don't find anything else to do.
And abhi I am out of ideas what to talk about and what to write etc...
Gaming and Flashing at its best !
The creator of these famous "rooms" - Takagism (I hope I got his name correct) is truely a master of the trade.
He has combined two things that have truely facinated me. Computer Gaming and Creativity. Let me start with the gaming part first. I statred with games very early and statred with Mario, Contra etc. and I still remember playing Tiny Toons at a shop near my place. Then MAC happened and kAgE introduced me to the wonderful world of REAL computer gaming. I had played DOS games like Writer Rabbit and Bricks before but the real gaming started at the cafe near our college and on the LAN between me and kAgE. It was mostly Quake 3 Arena but the important thing was that I got attracted towards it like anything. Then it was Babel where I had a chance to feel the action on the consoles. Amongst them, it was the GBA SP that I thought was the coolest.
Flash - The Macromedia product. I have been using since version 4 and now they are upto version MX. Things have changed. Macromedia as a copmany has given a lot to the internet. There was a time when it was mandatory to have a flash intro for every website. Although things have changed but still the amount of funtionality that can be given to a static page is awesome. Hats off to the creators of this wonderful software.
Coming back to the original rooms... I must admit that I was not able to solve the puzzles but as they say you can find stuff on the internet and I googled my way to glory. Talking of google brings me to another question. Which amongst the Google and Yahoo is better ... (Reason is that when I search for my name on both these search engines, on one, I am on the top of the world and on another I am just another jack in the town).
I am famous !!!!
I always thought, how nice it would be to know someone famous and be a celebrity. I would get to boast about my rezendovous with the rich and famous. My friends would be envious and jealous of me ...
My wish was suddenly granted one fine day when I recieved the following mail ...
Wow ... Yasser Arafat knows me !
Disclaimer: This post is not about the great leader but this is about the spam that floats around on the internet ...
My wish was suddenly granted one fine day when I recieved the following mail ...
Dear Friend,
I am Mrs. Suha Arafat, the wife of Yasser Arafat, the Palestinian leader who died recently in Paris. Since his death and even prior to the announcement, I have been thrown into a state of antagonism, confusion, humiliation, frustration and hopelessness by the present leadership of the Palestinian Liberation Organization and the new Prime Minister. I have even been subjected to physical and psychological torture. As a widow that is so traumatized, I have lost confidence with everybody in the country at the moment.
You must have heard over the media reports and the Internet on the discovery of some fund in my husband secret bank account and companies and the allegations of some huge sums of money deposited by my husband in my name of which I have refuses to disclose or give up to the corrupt Palestine Government.
In fact the total sum allegedly discovered by the Government so far is in the tune of about $6.5 Billion Dollars. And they are not relenting on their effort to make me poor for life. As you know, the Moslem community has no regards for woman, more importantly when the woman is from a Christian background, hence my desire for a foreign assistance.
I have deposited the sum of 21 million dollars with a Security financial firm in whose name is withheld for now until we open communication. I shall be grateful if you could receive this fund into your bank account for safe keeping and Investment opportunity. This arrangement will be known to you and I alone and all our correspondence should be strictly on email alone because our government has tapped all my lines and are monitoring all my moves.
In view of the above, if you are willing to assist for our mutual benefits, we will have to negotiate on your Percentage share of the $21,000,000 that will be kept in your position for a while and invested in your name for my trust pending when my Daughter, Zahwa, will come off age and take full responsibility of her Family Estate/inheritance. Please, if you are honest, I am going to entrust more funds in your care as this is one of the legacy we keep for our children. In case you don't accept please do not let me out to the security and international media as I am giving you this information in total trust and confidence I will greatly appreciate if you accept my proposal in good faith and send to me your complete personal contact information.
May God bless you and your household.
Yours sincerely,
Suha Arafat
Reply to suuh_43@yahoo.it
Wow ... Yasser Arafat knows me !
Disclaimer: This post is not about the great leader but this is about the spam that floats around on the internet ...
Jana Gana Mana - National Anthem
Nothing special about the day, just that I am listening to my national anthem ...
Happy Birthday - Sandeep Agarwal
Sandeep Agarwal aka Sandy aka Sandiago celebrated his 126th birthday on 27th March at MDI. With his birthday, he is officially a member of the oldie club at MDI. Other notable members are Nishant Nigam, Amrit Rao Pejawar, Shiva Kumar Chikkamath, Siddharth Sinha, Sandeeep Pandya... and few more names... They are so old that I can't remember their names. They have been lost long time away.
So dear Sandy was so exited about his birthday that he sent a mail to the entire batch himself and asked people to come out and give him a bashing.
Talking about birthdays and bashings, I hate being a friend of someone who has a birthday. Reason being the free kicks and smearing with the cake that you get ...
More to follow soon (may be after the exams...?)
So dear Sandy was so exited about his birthday that he sent a mail to the entire batch himself and asked people to come out and give him a bashing.
Talking about birthdays and bashings, I hate being a friend of someone who has a birthday. Reason being the free kicks and smearing with the cake that you get ...
More to follow soon (may be after the exams...?)
Official Birthday - Sonali Garg
Officially the birthdate of Sonali Garg is 26th March 1984. Unofficially it is 26th July 1984.
The bad thing about two birthdays is that you have to have two gifts and its even worse if its your own sis !!!!
More to come ...
The bad thing about two birthdays is that you have to have two gifts and its even worse if its your own sis !!!!
More to come ...
Blow Your Head Off At Every Small Thing
MR. "blow your head off at every small thing" ...
There is a very cute friend on mine who gave me this name about 5 minutes back. I don't know how someone can call me that when I think I am never pissed off at anything. I am ready to take whatever comes my way...
But if she says so, I really have to ponder upon it. After all she is a very very good friend and if she says so, it ought to be true.
She would do anything I tell her to and is one of those people whom I can depend on. Just that she can be very very irritating at times. Another thing to talk about her would be the time keeping abilites. She always makes sure that she is on time. I know she has to get ready, have breakfast, call people up, she is busy but she would always be on time ! (... Intelligent people would have decoded this ;))
Thinkin ...
There is a very cute friend on mine who gave me this name about 5 minutes back. I don't know how someone can call me that when I think I am never pissed off at anything. I am ready to take whatever comes my way...
But if she says so, I really have to ponder upon it. After all she is a very very good friend and if she says so, it ought to be true.
She would do anything I tell her to and is one of those people whom I can depend on. Just that she can be very very irritating at times. Another thing to talk about her would be the time keeping abilites. She always makes sure that she is on time. I know she has to get ready, have breakfast, call people up, she is busy but she would always be on time ! (... Intelligent people would have decoded this ;))
Thinkin ...
Happy Holi
Wishing everyone a colorful and happy H O L I !!!!
This is a small naration of what happened at the MDI hostel on holi ...
It was about 8 in the morning and the entire hostel was as good as dead. Then suddenly, this DholWala enters the hostel and wow all the people are up in a flash. Then someone of us realizes that the ladies are still sleeping. So the DholWala is routed towards the girls hostel. The obvious happened.
As all of us gathered behind the academic block, there was a pit full of mud water, eggs, what not and we all were thrown - yes THROWN - in the pit and then follwoed buckets full of the same mixture.
Then there was a round of Bhaang and few people who never knew the taste of something as divine as alcohol were found doing interesting things.
Anyways we had a fun filled day and was one of those days that I won't forget after passing out of MDI.
The Itchy and Scratchy Show !
The Itchy and Scratchy Show is very famous among Bart, Lisa and friends and they are very famous among me and few friends and I want to be famous some day...
Coming to the point, if people have been reading my BLOG regularly, they would have noticed that I have a piece of IBM ThinkPad KQ1 R51. I even talked about it here. The issue is that its just 3 months old and I already have a broken key. The latest accident or should I say certificate of excellence would be the four scratches that I have put on the display of the computer !
Yes four BIG scratches on the LCD. Somehow it has to happen that I want to keep my things in perfect order and I end up messing them.
Anyways the scratches are so fine that only a few lucky people (who have been gifted with a far stretched vision) would be able to notice it.
Coming to the point, if people have been reading my BLOG regularly, they would have noticed that I have a piece of IBM ThinkPad KQ1 R51. I even talked about it here. The issue is that its just 3 months old and I already have a broken key. The latest accident or should I say certificate of excellence would be the four scratches that I have put on the display of the computer !
Yes four BIG scratches on the LCD. Somehow it has to happen that I want to keep my things in perfect order and I end up messing them.
Anyways the scratches are so fine that only a few lucky people (who have been gifted with a far stretched vision) would be able to notice it.
Removing se.dll
I posted this title few days back and people have been coming to the website askin for this very thing.
My comp was infected with se.dll and I tried every thing that was listed on the websites and could not do it. Had to waste a couple of nights but finally I found a way. Although I corrupted the Windows Search (that I rarely used) but the se.dll thingy has been removed and I am very happy about it.
If ever someone uses what I tell here, please understand that s/he is doing things at own risk and I am just listing here what I did. I would not recommend anyone to follow the steps.
Step 1. Restart the comp in Windows XP Safe Mode (F8)
Step 2. Open Registry Editor (regedit.exe)
Step 3. Search for all the instances of Search Assistant and delete them. This would screw the Windows Search.
Step 4. Start msconfig (msconfig.exe), delete an entry called sp.XXX.
Step 5. Search for a four lettered exe file having a size 32 KB and delete that also. This might screw up some other stuff also. Worked for me, others might not be as lucky.
Step 6. Say thanks to me and restart.
I would add more in the mean time but I recommend searching on google rather than on yahoo about this and I am sure you would find it. Also Norton Anti Virus 2004 is able to remove this hook up. I tried other AV software but none of them worked but Norton.
My comp was infected with se.dll and I tried every thing that was listed on the websites and could not do it. Had to waste a couple of nights but finally I found a way. Although I corrupted the Windows Search (that I rarely used) but the se.dll thingy has been removed and I am very happy about it.
If ever someone uses what I tell here, please understand that s/he is doing things at own risk and I am just listing here what I did. I would not recommend anyone to follow the steps.
Step 1. Restart the comp in Windows XP Safe Mode (F8)
Step 2. Open Registry Editor (regedit.exe)
Step 3. Search for all the instances of Search Assistant and delete them. This would screw the Windows Search.
Step 4. Start msconfig (msconfig.exe), delete an entry called sp.XXX.
Step 5. Search for a four lettered exe file having a size 32 KB and delete that also. This might screw up some other stuff also. Worked for me, others might not be as lucky.
Step 6. Say thanks to me and restart.
I would add more in the mean time but I recommend searching on google rather than on yahoo about this and I am sure you would find it. Also Norton Anti Virus 2004 is able to remove this hook up. I tried other AV software but none of them worked but Norton.
No No No
A friend rad my BLOG and told me that it looks like a directory of all the girls in your college and that you are going around with all of them.
I have got only one word for her - NO.
And I have decided to start referring to friends as friends. Let me not get human by taking their names on a public place.
P.S.: As far as I know, only few people get time to visit my BLOG. And no :p:D you are not the friend that has made me reomve all the names from the BLOG.
As I am writing this, an !dea struck me. Why not codify names... ? What I would do is that I would give code names to people and then use these code names to talk about them. I know this would be a rip off from Priyadarshini @ USC but as they say - You must adopt the best practices ...
I have got only one word for her - NO.
And I have decided to start referring to friends as friends. Let me not get human by taking their names on a public place.
P.S.: As far as I know, only few people get time to visit my BLOG. And no :p:D you are not the friend that has made me reomve all the names from the BLOG.
As I am writing this, an !dea struck me. Why not codify names... ? What I would do is that I would give code names to people and then use these code names to talk about them. I know this would be a rip off from Priyadarshini @ USC but as they say - You must adopt the best practices ...
DL 1S M 8101
DL 1S M 8101 - The Yamaha RX 135. Sandyz Bike.
When my dear Kawasaki Bajaj Caliber Croma (with disk brakes) is not working, this is the bike that I roam around on.
I can recall four incidents when I was out with someone on this bike, and the petrol finished. I had to drag the bike to a good distance.
Twice I was with Aastha and guess what, next moment I was dragging the bike with her. Luckily I found the petrol pump in the next instant.
Next I went shopping with Surbhi and while coming back from Delhi (yes from Delhi) I had to drag the bike all the way from Delhi to Gurgaon over the border.
Next I was out to get a cake with Shubhi and as usual I was found dragging a bike to the Cake Castle. This time I had to call Jeetu and he came all the way from library to the Sector 14 market to rescue us from the place.
Bottom line... even though the bike is Yamaha, roads are ok, city is Gurgaon, I have great people to take along with me but somehow I don't have a bike. And when I have it, its the same good old RX 135.
I think its a jinx. Whenever I am out with someone male... it somehow never happens and when its the ladies, it it bound to happen !
Bike, my life, when ever I am down, very happy, very sad, I just need to go out on a bike for a ride ...
When my dear Kawasaki Bajaj Caliber Croma (with disk brakes) is not working, this is the bike that I roam around on.
I can recall four incidents when I was out with someone on this bike, and the petrol finished. I had to drag the bike to a good distance.
Twice I was with Aastha and guess what, next moment I was dragging the bike with her. Luckily I found the petrol pump in the next instant.
Next I went shopping with Surbhi and while coming back from Delhi (yes from Delhi) I had to drag the bike all the way from Delhi to Gurgaon over the border.
Next I was out to get a cake with Shubhi and as usual I was found dragging a bike to the Cake Castle. This time I had to call Jeetu and he came all the way from library to the Sector 14 market to rescue us from the place.
Bottom line... even though the bike is Yamaha, roads are ok, city is Gurgaon, I have great people to take along with me but somehow I don't have a bike. And when I have it, its the same good old RX 135.
I think its a jinx. Whenever I am out with someone male... it somehow never happens and when its the ladies, it it bound to happen !
Bike, my life, when ever I am down, very happy, very sad, I just need to go out on a bike for a ride ...
Saurabh Garg BLOG - 4000 hits old !
I am sure that of those 4000 hits, about 2000 are because of two people. Me and :p:D. If it wasnt't her, there would'nt have been so many hits and so many comments.
And apart from all that, another culprit would be Google. Somehow it tends to point to my BLOG for no reason what so ever. There have been few samples posted here.
India vs Pakistan - Cricket !!!!
India vs Pakistan - Cricket !!!!
Cricket - My Life. As Ashutosh Rana says "aap cricket mujhe sey khilwa leejiye, dikha leejiye, bulwa leejiye, kahin bhi josh main kami nahin hogi"... These lines are applicable to me in evey sense of the world.
I dunno when the fascination for cricket began and I dunno when I started playing but I always knew I am a HUGE cricket fan. There have been times when I got bored of the 22 people chasing a mere ball for one full day or at times on five days at a stretch.
I would like to copy a quote from the soccer world...
"Some people say soccer (cricket) is a matter of life and death...
They are stupid...
...
...
...
...
It's much more than that"
Cricket for me has always been about trying hard, turning the tables when odds are stacked against you, taking on the most diffcilt competition, team spirit, rivalry, learning and fun. I could have found more adjectives if my vocabulary was a bit more diverse.
There might be a question ... how come cricket after so long and so sudden... Reason would be PD. I was talking to her this morning and suddenly we start talking about the current India Pakitstan series. Its day five and India needs a few wickets to defeat Pakistan and the tailenders are very resilient. They are not giving up !
We were talking about online commentry and how to watch the matches online and suddenly I get this feeling that somehow I want to be close to the game. TV room is so far fform my room that if I started walking, I could become the protagnist of the famous Johnie Walker campaign ... Keep Walking. Then i thought may be online commentry but rejected it. And finally I thought lets get famous. Why not put something on the Dear Blog.
By the way another thing happened... As I was writing this, there was yet another power failure and the entire thing got lost. I was talking to Pd and am sure she would have ran away by now to her best half. But thanks to my dear software, I was able to recover back whatever was said and written and typed.
Talking about Cricket yet again, my favorite players over the years have been Robin Singh (now retired), ofcourse Sachin Tendulkar, Brian McMillan (retired), Late Hansie Cronje :-(. Now since I have touched upon him, I would want to talk about him... I dunno...
Cricket - My Life. As Ashutosh Rana says "aap cricket mujhe sey khilwa leejiye, dikha leejiye, bulwa leejiye, kahin bhi josh main kami nahin hogi"... These lines are applicable to me in evey sense of the world.
I dunno when the fascination for cricket began and I dunno when I started playing but I always knew I am a HUGE cricket fan. There have been times when I got bored of the 22 people chasing a mere ball for one full day or at times on five days at a stretch.
I would like to copy a quote from the soccer world...
"Some people say soccer (cricket) is a matter of life and death...
They are stupid...
...
...
...
...
It's much more than that"
Cricket for me has always been about trying hard, turning the tables when odds are stacked against you, taking on the most diffcilt competition, team spirit, rivalry, learning and fun. I could have found more adjectives if my vocabulary was a bit more diverse.
There might be a question ... how come cricket after so long and so sudden... Reason would be PD. I was talking to her this morning and suddenly we start talking about the current India Pakitstan series. Its day five and India needs a few wickets to defeat Pakistan and the tailenders are very resilient. They are not giving up !
We were talking about online commentry and how to watch the matches online and suddenly I get this feeling that somehow I want to be close to the game. TV room is so far fform my room that if I started walking, I could become the protagnist of the famous Johnie Walker campaign ... Keep Walking. Then i thought may be online commentry but rejected it. And finally I thought lets get famous. Why not put something on the Dear Blog.
By the way another thing happened... As I was writing this, there was yet another power failure and the entire thing got lost. I was talking to Pd and am sure she would have ran away by now to her best half. But thanks to my dear software, I was able to recover back whatever was said and written and typed.
Talking about Cricket yet again, my favorite players over the years have been Robin Singh (now retired), ofcourse Sachin Tendulkar, Brian McMillan (retired), Late Hansie Cronje :-(. Now since I have touched upon him, I would want to talk about him... I dunno...
Javed Akhtar - Kyonki Fighter Hamesha Jeet-ta Hai ...
Khwab Hai To Manzilain Hain,
Manzilain Hai To Faasle Hain,
Faasle Hai To Raaste Hain,
Raaste Hai To Mushkilain Hain,
Mushkilain Hain To Hausla Hain,
Hausla Hai To Vishwas Hai,
Kyonki Fighter Hamesha Jeet-ta Hai.
These words were penned by Javed Akhtar for an advertisement for a brand called Rotomac Fighter.
This ad was on television long long time ago and a few days ago, I just felt like listening to the jingle. It took me time to get the advert from MagIndia and when I got it, I was SO happy.
As I was writing this post, I was thinking about this writing instruments company in India that was bubbling on to the scene and had at one point of time challenged the authority of interntional giant Reynolds. I think the pens they made were great and they had good reach. The media promotion campaigns were also good. They had huge stars like Javed Akhtar and Raveena Tandon working for them. Today no one probably remembers the company and the brand. This would definately become a nice case for strategy course... I would love to see what Prof. Amit Kapoor would want to say about it.
Talking about Javed Akhtar now...
Hes got a talent with words. I don't realy know what all lyrics he has penned down but I have a lets say brand association of Javed Akhtar with great lyrics. The advertisement that I have talked about above is a case in point here. (I learnt this new term - case in point - in one of the classes at my PGPM).
Wish I could write as well as Javed Saheb and stand upto my promise of a poem to P...
KK - Pyar Kay Pal
Yesterday we had the farewell party for our senoirs and like all the parties at MDI, this one was also excellent.
when the party ended, I was sitting in front of the mess and somehow the DJ played PAL. I had to run to the floor and I stood with my ears to the woofers and speakers. The song is SEXY, the speakers were EXCELLENT and the DJ was AMAZING. He knew where to stop to music and where to give effects. It was awesome to listen to that song with so much energy behind it. I would recommnd everyone and anyone to atleast try listening it to once at full volume. I sang along it on top of my voice and after that I hardly was able to speak.
Here is my favorite song from my favorite singer...
Pyar kay Pal - KK
Hum, rahe ya na rahe kal,
Kal, yaad aayenge yeh pal,
Pal, yeh hain pyaar ke pal,
Chal, aa mere sang chal,
Chal, soche kya,
Chhoti si hai zindagi,
Kal mil jaaye,
to hogi khushnaseebi,
Hum, rahe ya na rahe, yaad aayenge yeh pal...
Hum, rahe ya na rahe kal,
Kal, yaad aayenge yeh pal,
Pal, yeh hain pyaar ke pal,
Chal, aa mere sang chal,
Chal, soche kya,
Chhoti si hai zindagi,
Kal mil jaaye,
to hogi khushnaseebi,
Hum, rahe ya na rahe, yaad aayenge yeh pal...
Shaam ka aanchal odhke aayi,
Dekho voh raat suhaani,
Aa likh de hum donon milke,
Apni yeh prem kahaani,
Hum rahe ya na rahe yaad aayenge yeh pal,
Aane waali subha jaane,
Rang kya laaye deewaani,
Meri chaahat ko rakh lena,
Jaise koi nishaani,
Hum rahe ya na rahe, yaad aayenge yeh pal,
Hum rahe ya na rahe kal,
Kal, yaad aayenge yeh pal,
Pal, yeh hain pyaar ke pal,
Chal, aa mere sang chal,
Chal, soche kya,
Chhoti si hai zindagi,
Kal mil jaaye to hogi khushnaseebi,
Hum rahe ya na rahe, yaad aayenge yeh pal
Hum rahe ya na rahe, yaad aayenge yeh pal
Awesome song...
If you want to listen to the song online, here is the link on Raaga.com at the URL http://www.raaga.com/channels/hindi/movie/V000234.html
Since m talking about my favorite singer, here is a link that talks in detail about KK... http://www.hindilyrix.com/singers/singer-k-k.html.
I want to write so much about KK here in this post but right now its 1:11 AM and I havent slept for last two days and have a class at 8:30 in the morning tom. Will try to add stuff later...
when the party ended, I was sitting in front of the mess and somehow the DJ played PAL. I had to run to the floor and I stood with my ears to the woofers and speakers. The song is SEXY, the speakers were EXCELLENT and the DJ was AMAZING. He knew where to stop to music and where to give effects. It was awesome to listen to that song with so much energy behind it. I would recommnd everyone and anyone to atleast try listening it to once at full volume. I sang along it on top of my voice and after that I hardly was able to speak.
Here is my favorite song from my favorite singer...
Pyar kay Pal - KK
Hum, rahe ya na rahe kal,
Kal, yaad aayenge yeh pal,
Pal, yeh hain pyaar ke pal,
Chal, aa mere sang chal,
Chal, soche kya,
Chhoti si hai zindagi,
Kal mil jaaye,
to hogi khushnaseebi,
Hum, rahe ya na rahe, yaad aayenge yeh pal...
Hum, rahe ya na rahe kal,
Kal, yaad aayenge yeh pal,
Pal, yeh hain pyaar ke pal,
Chal, aa mere sang chal,
Chal, soche kya,
Chhoti si hai zindagi,
Kal mil jaaye,
to hogi khushnaseebi,
Hum, rahe ya na rahe, yaad aayenge yeh pal...
Shaam ka aanchal odhke aayi,
Dekho voh raat suhaani,
Aa likh de hum donon milke,
Apni yeh prem kahaani,
Hum rahe ya na rahe yaad aayenge yeh pal,
Aane waali subha jaane,
Rang kya laaye deewaani,
Meri chaahat ko rakh lena,
Jaise koi nishaani,
Hum rahe ya na rahe, yaad aayenge yeh pal,
Hum rahe ya na rahe kal,
Kal, yaad aayenge yeh pal,
Pal, yeh hain pyaar ke pal,
Chal, aa mere sang chal,
Chal, soche kya,
Chhoti si hai zindagi,
Kal mil jaaye to hogi khushnaseebi,
Hum rahe ya na rahe, yaad aayenge yeh pal
Hum rahe ya na rahe, yaad aayenge yeh pal
Awesome song...
If you want to listen to the song online, here is the link on Raaga.com at the URL http://www.raaga.com/channels/hindi/movie/V000234.html
Since m talking about my favorite singer, here is a link that talks in detail about KK... http://www.hindilyrix.com/singers/singer-k-k.html.
I want to write so much about KK here in this post but right now its 1:11 AM and I havent slept for last two days and have a class at 8:30 in the morning tom. Will try to add stuff later...
Ruchi Pokhriyal - My Mentor
Mentor - Dictionary.com defines the word mentor as a wise and trusted counselor or teacher. Ruchi through this first wonderful year at MDI has been much more than that.
I have talked about her previously too on my BLOG and here are the links to the previous posts if any one is interested...
http://septemberthe22nd.blogspot.com/2004/10/ruchi-pokhriyal-my-mentor.html
Today we bid adieu to our seniors here at MDI and as a part of the MDI tradition we were supposed to present momentos to our Mentors and somehow I got this wonderful feeling when I was on the stage with her - WOW. It was like parting with one of the best friends...
I wish her all the best in all the years to come and a few wishes to myself ;)
I have talked about her previously too on my BLOG and here are the links to the previous posts if any one is interested...
http://septemberthe22nd.blogspot.com/2004/10/ruchi-pokhriyal-my-mentor.html
Today we bid adieu to our seniors here at MDI and as a part of the MDI tradition we were supposed to present momentos to our Mentors and somehow I got this wonderful feeling when I was on the stage with her - WOW. It was like parting with one of the best friends...
I wish her all the best in all the years to come and a few wishes to myself ;)
Nishant Nigam - Happy Birthday !
4th March - Nishant Nigam's Birthday.
Nishant Nigam - yet another very good friend at MDI. Call it luck, call it chance, he was in my first sem academic group and the again in the second sem. In these two sems working with him I realized that he is of the best people that you would ever find. Cool, Calm, Composed, Understanding everything you want from a friend and a person, he has it.
Then came Imperium where I found that he and me had SO many things in common that I lost track. There I learn how to stand for each other, how to care for each other, sacrifice yourself to make sure tht the other person is doing well. The first two semesters and then Imperium bonded us as friends - Friends Forever.
If I start talking about him on a post, I can go on for ever. I can talk about the times when we - a group of 10 people - would sit in his room for hours and do nothing but talk, when we would just kill time by roaming around in campus. When we all would study in his room ! Yeah actually Study :D
So it was his birthday and since he has no roomie, I had to get all the cakes etc and we got em. The number of people that came to greet him birthday was probably the maximum for anyone. Simple enough measure of the popularity of the chap.
Here is the end of this post and wishing him all the luck in life and best wishes.
(copy-pasted from my other *secret* BLOG)
Nishant Nigam - yet another very good friend at MDI. Call it luck, call it chance, he was in my first sem academic group and the again in the second sem. In these two sems working with him I realized that he is of the best people that you would ever find. Cool, Calm, Composed, Understanding everything you want from a friend and a person, he has it.
Then came Imperium where I found that he and me had SO many things in common that I lost track. There I learn how to stand for each other, how to care for each other, sacrifice yourself to make sure tht the other person is doing well. The first two semesters and then Imperium bonded us as friends - Friends Forever.
If I start talking about him on a post, I can go on for ever. I can talk about the times when we - a group of 10 people - would sit in his room for hours and do nothing but talk, when we would just kill time by roaming around in campus. When we all would study in his room ! Yeah actually Study :D
So it was his birthday and since he has no roomie, I had to get all the cakes etc and we got em. The number of people that came to greet him birthday was probably the maximum for anyone. Simple enough measure of the popularity of the chap.
Here is the end of this post and wishing him all the luck in life and best wishes.
(copy-pasted from my other *secret* BLOG)
Eternal Bliss !
Today after I had completed the Delphique Panel Selection along with other people, I was walking down the ring road in the campus and felt very very relaxed. Probably the best feeling for quite some time now.
I have realized that the amount of satisfaction and happiness that you get after working so hard is great. I am not one of those who would work hard very often and wait for the result. I normally don't work hard but if I like something, then I am on it like anything.
Also one thing that drives me is Challenge and Competition. if a task is very challenging, I love to work on it, even though 9 out of 10 times, I won't be successful at it but still I like to give it a try. And if you are real lucky, the one time you suceed, the satisfaction that you get out of it is AMAZING. Has happened with me once and boy it was one hell of a feeling...
I have realized that the amount of satisfaction and happiness that you get after working so hard is great. I am not one of those who would work hard very often and wait for the result. I normally don't work hard but if I like something, then I am on it like anything.
Also one thing that drives me is Challenge and Competition. if a task is very challenging, I love to work on it, even though 9 out of 10 times, I won't be successful at it but still I like to give it a try. And if you are real lucky, the one time you suceed, the satisfaction that you get out of it is AMAZING. Has happened with me once and boy it was one hell of a feeling...
Zoom !!!!
This post is not for the people on DialUp. This post has about 30 images and this is one the best pieces of creative work, I have ever come across.
I don't know who made this, infact if someone else is aware, PLEASE let me know about it.
N'JOY !
I don't know who made this, infact if someone else is aware, PLEASE let me know about it.
N'JOY !
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