Potpourri

Today's xkcd.com, comic strip: (If you haven't seen Memento, then forget about it!!)

I am going to just write down all that comes to my mind. I am sitting at a desk with a lamp glowing on my right and a bottle of water on the left. Keys to random locks seem to be lying here. I could be anywhere. But I am right here. Sometimes it makes me wonder as to how come and why. But thats currently besides point. Thoughts are coming in floods. But I am shunning all of them. Could I be anywhere else? May be not. If life was meant to be spent in offices and cubicles, I would think, it wouldn't matter where you are. And when you are. May be these cubicles were the time machines. Who knows. There is a clock ticking right on the screen here. Which is kind of telling me to cut the nonsense (evidently, I am censoring my language here. One can never write fully uncensored stuff. (Speak for yourself girl!)) Anyhow, having a coffee is surely a good idea. Head is aching. And eyes are going red. I think, the best thing to do would be to simply take a nice walk around. Freshen up a bit. ...

Some quotes I read somewhere and some I came up with. Try and guess which is which... But basically read and enjoy... When you come to a fork in the road ... Take it. Either I find the man and his talks interesting, or none. I was married by a judge. I should have asked for a jury. Football's not a matter of life and death ... it's more important than that. One who errs is a man, one who errs all too often is clearly a moron... Middle age is when you've met so many people that every new person you meet reminds you of someone else. If in the end everything seems fine, certainly its not the end.... The ability to quote is a serviceable substitute for wit.

Me and my friend aaloka can suddenly start off talking about TV advertisements and can go on forever. It doesn't take us too much effort to begin singing all the funny ads that used to come on TV when we were kids. Like dipika - ji aaiye aayie .. . par nirma super hi kyu ... then dipika - ji delivers the punch line " dhulai ka super dam, daam phir bhi kam ", or else the nerolac ad " jub ghar ki raunat badhani ho, diwaaron ko jab sajaana ho--- nerolac .... nerolac !!" or "ye bechara , kaam ke boj ka maraa --- isse chahiye ....hum dard ka tonic, sinkara " or " jub mein chhota baccha tha , badi shararat karta tha , meri chori pakadi jati .....ting ting ting ting... jub roshan tha bajaj !!" ...and many more stupid stupid ads. Not watching TV is something, now I am totally used to. I don't miss the soaps and don't miss all the reality shows, quiz contests, sports, cartoons...Absolutely none of these t...

Yes!! The title as exciting as that is going to contain a total crib post. I am totally pissed with myself. Well, thought of the day is: when you read a paper, work it out from the end to the beginning as opposed to from the beginning to the end. I mean, get it so right that when you say you understand it, you mean you understand why the author came up with the definition he did and why he came up with the notation that he did and all and all.....:) Jam tried to teach us this for two whole semesters and Meena has wasted all her energies for getting me to know this. But what the heck, I just don't get it. And I still go on reading papers like an illiterate. Shame shame!!!

This movie released many years back. But I saw it just 2-3 days ago. I quiet liked it!! I like the idea of a man being an island himself!! The main guy, the hero of the movie , says at the beginning of the movie that, 100 years back people could not think of living alone. In the sense that, for security, for meeting day to day needs etc etc people depended on each other. But now with all the technology and conveniences, a man really needs nobody to help him with his materialistic needs. He can live by himself. Suppose he has all the money, like our own main guy is shown to have, he would just watch movies and listen to music day in and day out (basically do what he likes without getting too involved in people) and lead a stress free, zero complication, independent life with no emotional baggage . Well, but we humans are prone to attachments and so is our main guy. A kid gets into his life due to some strange situation. And they both become very close pals. The main guy, starts giving...

ever seen an object moving incessantly close to you closer everyday? it may seems all good but ofcourse , it possibly won't continue this way it gets so close one day the object i claim i like i own that object but i lose its sight.... one step back....two steps back... it still looks blurred i wonder how i saw it, when it was this close (this far) its strange that when i go back all by hundred steps it starts looking like it looked when i first saw it hundred steps ahead lies the infamous misery island where you possess everything and you like nothing... its the place where life pulls you hard wish to own is the biggest hazard hundred steps away is too hard to maintain but i would hate to lose sight all over again....

This is a name of a cafe in Chennai. Well, sort of. Actually, the real name is "Coffee..?" but for some mysterious reason people call it pothole. Its nothing like a pothole though. Its really a lovely place with an ambiance perfectly suitable for enjoying a good one hour break from everything and anything. So this place is close to music college, off a noisy road, in a quiet lane. There is just one waiter, who is quiet a laid back guy. Never hurries up things and lets you waste as much time as you like. Just as you enter, you see a sofa, on which I never sit. But thats because there are always people who prefer sofa over chairs and they are already on it. You turn to your right and there is another cozy looking room with about 4 table with chairs. Really simple. The walls are awesome orange with mild and warm lights. Music is never a hindrance to any conversation, however, a lot of times they play good stuff. (Classical, indie, even soft rock). Food served is only vegetaria...

a hazy mirror speaks more truth than a shadow ever can, its not me who is saying it i heard them say that a hazy mirrior looks back at me like a old man with bad eye sight i hate to look at it, do i see myself like it?

Going home for a vacation was extremely refreshing. As always I saw lots of TV, spent lot of time with my parents, ate lots of delicious mom-made food, met lot of my friends. At the end felt like not coming back. But now I am here, sitting at my desk. Getting back into things and writing a blog.