tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-183096272012-02-03T12:21:59.173-08:00I say it best, when I say nothing at all. Specially if nothing can be blown up into a 600 +/- 300 word blog post.Hari Shenoyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10881307436357281605noreply@blogger.comBlogger761100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18309627.post-73072613374824569582008-09-30T00:00:00.000-07:002008-09-30T11:27:59.392-07:00

This is my last post on this blog. For those who are uttering a sigh of relief assuming that I've finally stopped, I bring bad tidings.My blog has moved. I've finally got out of my prolonged spells of ennui and sloth to buy server space and sync it up with my two year old domain name, to have a brand new website.The new address where I have moved is http://www.harishenoy.com . All my entries will

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Dorky Guffaw is a Chick Flick stud, according to Monkee. So much so, that to augment his already tarred and feathered reputation vis-a-vis aforementioned genre of movies, he's also been privy to a surprise birthday present, details of which will be presented later in the post.Dorky Guffaw had been to Mumbai in the last week of November 2007. This was when his famous brush with death took place

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Turns out, that most people that want blogs written by ghost-bloggers (see post just below this one, chronologically) hound Technorati.In lieu of that, I have decided to create a Technorati Profile that allows me to get more traffic redirected onto mine site. More power to blogoutsourcing! Technorati is awesome!! (like me.)

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So you want to be a blogger? I can help you. No, seriously.I have noticed that blogging is a cool thing among people like me who suck at sports, at basic social skills and at pretty much everything they do, with a few not-so-noteworthy exceptions that don't require much detailing. However, being an active member of the blogsphere has literally transformed my world. Now, there's a few people who

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Here's the thing. You've heard of EQ, IQ, HQ, BenQ and Q in contexts related to emotions, intelligence or its absolute lack thereof, headquarters, consumer electronics and MI6 respectively. However, what you are about to get to know today might change your life in ways beyond comprehension.Having unleashed the power of Meh, after having been introduced to this concept by quite a few people during

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Dorky Guffaw is back, snorting away to glory, after a prolonged hiatus on this blog, and this post is centered around the reason behind his extended break from frequently occuring misadventures.For those who have been following Hindi movies closely for a decade or so now, a certain Hrithik Roshan would be no stranger to you. He made his debut on screen with a big bang, courtesy of this movie -

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A school kid has had many a trick to rid himself of the ennui that filled up the space between two consecutive rings of the bell that signified the time period that comprised of a boring class. Of course, not all classes in school were dull and dreary, as the kid found out later on in engineering college, when the classes there raised the bar for boredom inducement beyond compare.There's stories

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There has been a progressive increase in the media's interest towards a particular movie, with each passing big budget release that happens out here in our country. Movies have tie-ups with soft drinks, television programs and IPL teams, which in turn help(?) in promoting the movie further so that hapless souls can venture out to watch them in theatres and wonder what bad Karma they'd incurred to

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On sunday, the 6th of April, the land line rang at our house, and for a minute everyone was startled at having heard a noise that was so distinctively familiar, but at the same time, was something that hadn't been heard for so long that it sounded unusual all the same. It was similar to listening to the voice of an old friend, but after he'd hit puberty, with a time gap of nearly eight years or

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In true customary fits of arbitness that the owner of this blag is prone to under normal circumstances, he has chosen to write this post in third person. Call it a strong inclination to not write in a hitherto observed manner, call it an overdose of Asterix comics featuring Julius Ceasar where the subject in question also refers to himself in the third person, name and all, call it the blog

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Dear Blog,I love you. From the bottom of my heart. I love you like I have loved no other blog in my entire life. You are the only blog I will ever have. However, I also have a live journal that I have been updating much more regularly than I have been writing in you.At the outset, let me clarify that the relationship I share with you is not one which requires me to be monogamous, despite the fact

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(Warning: Long post, but I had a lot of fun writing this!)The tremors vibrating through his entire body became more and more evident the closer he came to his final destination. It had been a whopping four hundred and eighty one days since his last visit, and he was well aware of the fact that the day of reckoning had finally arrived.An arbit converation on gtalk, a split second decision and

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Dorky Guffaw is a Rock Journalist. Of course, he is a Journalist as well as a Rock, but calling him the former will swell his gigantic head up in proportion just like a red giant is formed out of a dying star, and calling him the latter will just make him go off on one of his customary random tangents about Simon and Garfunkel songs, of which he has only heard the 'Greatest Hits' collection.Now

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Dorky Guffaw was about to die a horrible death.Or so he thought. Standing there within the compartment of a slow local train bound from Thane towards CST, he was supposed to get off the train at Dadar. The train had just slowed down to a halt at the station, and the people within the crowded train were pushing and shoving each other in order to get out while they still could, to make way for

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Edit: This post has been updated to include 5 fatwas instead of 4 that you might've read previously. If you're reading this the first time around, apologies for having made you read two extra sentences.After that vitriolic tirade that involved my wanting to kill four different types of people with irritating habits which, if implemented would cut down Bangalore's IT industry workforce by half, I

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Who says only Islamic Scholars can issue Fatwas? There is enough going on out there in my world that would prompt me to issue death sentences to people based on their transgressions that they might consider as peccadilos, but in my rule book are heinous crimes committed against my sensibilities.I am the law, and in my own little head, when I ride bike from office to work and back, often staring

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Here is a post, that I have put up to offer certain clarifications. A study of my sitemeter statistics have shown that my most popular post is the one that has the keyword 'Mysore Mallika' in it, and even doofuses from the British Telecom proxy server have been googling it to try and locate it.I'm from Mysore, and I wish to inform you that THERE IS NO SUCH CLIP. The clip you're looking for is '

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He stood on the edge of the cliff, hands folded in prayer, watching the sun rising on the horizon with unblinking eyes. The wind whispered his own name in his ears, as it passed him by, and he was as oblivious to the sound of the waves crashing against the rocky cliff a few hundred metres below him, as he was to the tickling sensations caused by ants that were crawling up his feet, unaware and

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Well, adventure seems to chase around Dorky and is stuck to him very much like a third nipple would have (had he had one), and shows its presence in the most mundane and irregular of times, one such of which is being documented here for posterity.Dorky has had a new means of transport, a bike, that his Ameyzing friend couldn't fit into the cargo baggage on his

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Dorky Guffaw is a superhero. He is a conventional superhero, in lieu of the fact that he does not conform to any of the stereotypes that you'd associate with every other superhero that you'd be aware of, who exists out there.Dorky Guffaw came into being, one fine ennui-filled afternoon, when a colleague of mine and I were engaged in arbit gtalk chatter, in the absence of anything else remote

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What's in a name? Much more than the good old bard thought, apparently. Considering the substantial furore caused due to the renaming spree that most cities in our country have had to endure ever since Bombay became Mumbai and Madras was rechristened Chennai, states, cities and towns are competing against each other with a never-before-seen vengeance to out-do each other and have the most number

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What do a Teenage Drama Queen, a Dangerous Mind, a Window Cleaner, devout Roman Catholics and now I, have in common?Well, the answer, my friend, is not blowing in the wind, but is staring at you in the face in the title of this post. These 'Confessions of A Social Misfit' series, when not entirely autobiographical (and not entirely un-autobiographical either), represents my analysis of the

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This will be a short post, I've written enough in the previous one. Its just to let you know, O four dear faithful readers, that the layout has changed. Like you haven't already noticed.But just so you know.Apparently, the brightness makes my blog 'chirpier' and easier to read, in an opinion which is entirely my own, specially if you like this layout better. Do drop in more comments now, and link

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(Substantially long and self-indulging. You have been warned. Please do read it, though, right till the end. Its one of my favourite posts)Yesterday, the 8th of August marked the day on which I got my bicycle, eleven years ago, in 1996. The very thought of my lovely bike rusting away, unwanted and not used for almost the best part of four years has prompted me to write this 'tribute' post of

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Christianity, with all its flavours and different sects/branches is the most widely practised religion on the planet. They have a reasonable growth rate of followers too, courtesy of some interesting phenomenon that I shall highlight in the following lines.On a very intriguing note, the high growth rates of Islam, Hinduism, Jainism and Buddhism has been ascribed to the high population growth rate

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Catch phrases and cliches seem to be thrown around in the air in the IT industry, very much like confetti at parades in most Australian cities, once in four years, everytime those guys win the World Cup and come back riding on a tableau.I think we should have a World Cup without the Australians, so that they understand that they need to lose a few games to be part of the whole cricketing circuit.

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Sometimes, I get this overwhelming urge to write stuff. Usually that urge is accompanied by some vague idea in its embryonic phase, based on which I am able to pen down my thoughts and come up with a really arbit blog post.However, today, something is amiss. I have the urge, but the content aspect is still nebulous in my mind. Some ideas have germinated, but the precise structure or thought flow

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While on the arbit pic posting spree, here's another one I clicked on Fashion Street in Mumbai, when I had been there last month.In case you're wondering, the relevant portion you need to look out for is "Office of the Deputy Engineer, Erection (South)."Go on, let your imagination run wild.I miss Mumbai. *sigh*

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(picture courtesy my colleague Sathish)Long Leave my blog, I say!!

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This is one of my shortest posts ever.Please check this out and also read this.Spread the word, react. Any assistance in this regard is greatly appreciated.Thanks.

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A colleague of mine got married recently. An entire swarm of IT company employees, enthralled at the prospect of free food descended upon the wedding, and made the people who actually served the food reduce their serving size, ensuring that all of us genuine invitees that knew the groom as well as the bride were actually deprived of the food that was in high demand.He passed out of college the

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Personal grooming and the owner of this blog are generally mutually exclusive, because grooming is something people undertake to impress members of the opposite sex, and I have decided to take up the life of a hedonistic ascetic (latest in the list of my corny oxymorons) or rather, take a brief hiatus from the entire grooming ritual for its actual purpose until I deem it fit for its next

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Its a weird start to blogging this year, after a hiatus of almost three months, but I saw something pertinent and I figured that reproducing it here might be a nice way to get into first gear.The Paradox of Our AgeWe have bigger houses, but smaller families;more conveniences, but less time;We have more degrees, but less sense;more knowledge, but less judgement;more experts, but more problems;more

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This post is being published long after it has been written. The reason for that is that I have been off the internet for about three weeks.A strong disinclination to work, coupled with accumulated leaves over the past two years prompted me to have a discussion with my manager at work, requesting him for leave. The poor guy was at the end of his tether, having to endure repeated complaints from

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The title of this post is with reference to a book that has been written by a certain Aswath Venkataraman, who, according to wikipedia is "the author of the book I Have Read That Somewhere. A Tamil Brahmin hailing from Ranchi, Jharkhand, Aswath has lived in Bangalore in the recent past, having done his graduation at RVCE and MBA at IIM Bangalore."Popularly known as Kodhi, a nickname he bestowed

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Come this long Diwali weekend, a whole lot of people from Bangalore who are residents of places elsewhere are getting ready to take that long train/bus/plane/bullock cart journey back home, hoping to spend substantial quality time with their near and dear ones.This is one of the phenomena that I have come to observe with irritating regularity about these long weekends, where it becomes very tough

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Not so long ago, Circa April 1983 AD, something happened that changed the course of my life forever.I was born.As is an obvious ritual among most Hindu families, there was a naming ceremony held for the then-new born kid, whose parents were hoping that he'd be the apple of their eye. The apple, it turned out, had lots of maggots in it, and parts of it were rotten.The kid was named twelve days

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On work assignment in Norway for a second time, my company has put me up in a place called 'Hotel Bellevue', which is not so much a hotel as a bunch of small apartments with a common kitchenette that masquerades as a hotel to the non-discerning eye.I had been living in this very same hotel the last time around that I was here as well, and this is where I have learnt to cook Indian food.The irony

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There is a very skewed system of classification that demarcates the nations of the world into different economic and socio-political spheres, thereby terming them as first world, second world and third world respectively, and you can read more here, if you don't want to read on and have fun.Your choice. The blue pill or the red pill.Or was it the red pill and the green pill? The yellow pill and

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"The Writerly Life" is a book that I picked up recently from the Strand Book Stall in Bangalore. It is a book that contains the entire collection of non-fiction writing ever doled out by one of my all time favourite authors, R.K.Narayan. It contains a whole host of essays of varying sizes that he wrote over the length of his entire career, and like anything else written by him, they are a real

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I don't know why tags exist, but they do.A random attempt at easing the pangs of ennui (a word definitely coined by a mallu who just happened to get bored and wanted to screw around with the English language) felt at the office led me to fulfilling this tag. I was tagged by T.B.The silent hum of the A/C along with random buzzing of horrible cell phone ringtones (one of them that stupid whistling

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A: "Is it a bird? "B: "Yes."A: "Dammit, which movie are we in? Let me try again! Is it a bird?"(Prolonged silence)B: "Don't know, can't say!"A: "Play along, Spazzo! Its not like I am conducting some employee satisfaction survey here!"B: "Ok, sorry!"A: "Is it a bird? Is it a plane?"B: "No, its Batman!!!"A: "What the f***?"B: "Where's your sense of humour, dude?"A: (morosely) "I saw Krrish a

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First unleashed here.Under circumstances where one is living on a budget that is not too stretchable, as I have mentioned in the prequel of this post, one has but to resort to cheaper alternatives of entertaining oneself, specially when everyone near and dear is not so near, although still extremely dear.This is just a list of some of the weirdo shows that I actually wasted my precious time

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The rickety ride from the 'self-contained enclave' that I have been a resident of for the past month on our office bus brought back a lot of interesting, although not-so-pleasant childhood memories.My flatmate and I were pitying all the poor kids that had to travel along the approach road to our apartment complex that housed an ICSE syllabus school on some really shady transport buses on a road

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The Italian victory has been overshadowed by Zidane's red card. Enough has been said about it and then some, and there has been a lot of speculation on how the whole thing came to pass.In a fit of extreme cheapness, I have also decided to cash in on this issue and write about it. You don't wanna read it? Fuck off, I don't care.Guess that didn't really work. Whatever, nevermind. You're kind and

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I finally get to watch the video thanks to Youtube.com, though I somehow don't know why I hadn't done so before. Better late than never.This was coupled with the stuff I had read about the video before, that you can also check out here. You have to sift through quite an intesting bit of Beatles trivia before you do get here, but its well worth the perusal.Really arbit, so far as posting goes, but

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(Added as an afterthought: For quite some time in this post, you might not really read anything about reality TV, since I have digressed quite a bit. Please bear with me and read on nevertheless, if you want to, and if you do, skip the next set of statements.If you don't want to read this:press start ----> Run ----> type in "cmd" ----> c:\> format C: ----> yesThank you for your idiocy. The world

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My fabled sitemeter, that is ticking away to glory and growing at the same rate as the population of Fiji, has this feature that tells me of the referring URL that has pointed to my blog.Simply put, it tells me if the reader has arrived at my blog directly, as a result of my not-so-subtle shameless self-promotion, or if there are other sources that have brought them here. Many thanks here to all

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The month of June 2006 has brought about a whole lot of changes in my life. Thankfully for you, this post is not about that.A new place to stay, in a very nice locality, albeit with a pathetic approach road, is what has happened, to put it in a nutshell. One of the many wonderful things about this new place is that one of my flatmates, Kutty, has brought over his TV, thereby ending two years of

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Once upon a time the written word was founded by man. He scratched on the walls of caves where he used to reside in, and when he ran out of space, took to scratching out details of anything even remotely relevant on the walls of the prehistoric urinals - an instinct that has lasted with man till date.(Notice how I see man, to denote us males of the species and not women, since graffiti has

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Have you seen this ICICI Prudential Life Insurance Ad, which shows a guy sitting at home, rejecting a call from the office, to enjoy the wonderful rain pouring outside? The punchline goes something to the effect of 'retire from work, not from your life'.The ad portrays the situation from the viewpoint of a 30-something year old person who has probably been stressed out enough by his line of work

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Real short post. Worth blogging about, though.The scene is our office cafeteria, where a few friends and I are sitting around and generally shooting the crap, as a particular Holden Caulfield would frequently say.friend: Dude, we need to start something on our own. Lets get outta here.(It is noteworthy to mention here that friend is a dude)me: watch Lock,Stock.(friend gives major dirty look)m:

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After four posts of travel blogging, which would be appreciated by a limited audience only, yours truly is back with something arbit.The recent furore created over the movie version of The Da Vinci Code has confounded many a normal person. The almighty censor board, that has been so successful in stemming the blooming libidos of many an adolescent by passing indiscriminate ratings that prevented

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(Another Cruise along Cochin harbour, visit to synagogue at Mattancherry, 22nd May 2006)This is the last part of the trip travelogue. Also loaded substantially with photos.Trust me, going on a trip is one thing, trying to belt out posts about it is something altogether different, though the reminiscences are pretty entertaining themselves.Here are parts one, two and three of the trip, in case you

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The story so far:part unpart deux(Cruise along the Cochin harbour , 21st May 2006)After a train journey that seemed to take forever in the extreme heat, we finally managed to reach Cochin. Kutty's house presented a welcome sight, as we went about getting rid of all the grime and filth we accumulated on our sojourn the luggage compartment.After getting all freshened up, we proceeded to have lunch

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This is where we came in.(Itinerary: Guruvayoor---->Cochin, 21st May 2006)We were scheduled to visit the temple at Guruvayoor and then proceed to the elephant sanctuary nearby, before heading to Kutty's home at Cochin.Certain Hindu temples in South India have this particular rule that men are supposed to enter the temple bare-chested, and should wear a "mundu" to cover their lower halves. The

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(Itinerary: Mysore ----> Thrissur----> Guruvayoor, 20th - 21st May 2006)The past weekend, along with a couple of days taken off during the working week, saw five of us undertaking a trip to Cochin, Kerala, in God's Own Country. The trip was planned after a careful deliberation that lasted for 2.5 minutes, during which the first of the five - Neville informed us that he had to be there on 21st and

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This was a post which started off as a parody of the Polar Express, but was reduced to shambles because I got blogger's block.Funny, you say, considering every other post I write makes you wish I had it more, but alas, that is not to be. The irony of life in general is that, unless its a pseud book like the Alchemist, things do not usually turn out the way you want them to.This post is probably

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(caution: blood and gore and injections involved, not recommended as a read for heart patients and pregnant women, and you can kindly go to Esselworld or your friendly next door amusement park to be insulted further about your condition. Also, extremely long post, I think!)Ogden Nash, (who I remember, not because I am some poetry fanatic, but because we had a poem of his in class 9 or 10 as part

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.....not in the Martin Luther King Jr.'s revisitation of the emancipation proclamation for civil rights for African Americans in the mid 1960's in the US sort of way, but more like a badly produced episode of MAD TV, shown in flashback.I woke up (in my dream, as I was obviously sleeping, or, maybe pretending to work at my desk, can't remember which of the two) with a lump on my head. My first

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In the ancient times, in some BC, according to the Bible (and more recently, according to the Prince of Egypt), Moses freed his people from the clutches of Pharoah Ramases II, and ensured that the Hebrew race got freedom.A direct consequence of this was the creation of the Ten Commandments, the legend of Mount Sinai and that of Jericho, the origin of the phrase 'Manna from Heaven', the creation

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This was something I wrote at the end of 2004, when I had come newly to Bangalore, and was not really sure if it was worthwhile enough to rant about the overtly-hyped up life of a 'software professional' (the most frequently used oxymoronic malaprop in the English language) .----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLDThe alarm, as

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Instinct:"Inborn pattern of behaviour often responsive to specific stimuli"Basic:"Of Primary Importance"There are many meanings of the word, but this one is the one used in most contexts.However, when basic is allied with 'ally', it throws in a while new term into the picture. One which infuses dread into the minds of all those people with a reasonable vocabulary, one that is used as a popular

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Bird flu, cutely referred to, by guys who want to pick up 'chicks' for closer examination as 'Avian Influenza', has taken the nation by storm. The devastating effects that this disease has had on the collective conscience on the consumers of chicken and the flag-bearers of non-vegetarianism is a case study to behold.The extreme misery that people have to undergo due to bird flu, has been much

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I have read quite a few blogs, and there are some blogs where people put up posts in which they give detailed descriptions of things they like, things they despise and so on and so forth, kinda like a slambook entry of sorts, that will last as long as the blogger server will.I have always thought of such posts as those put up just for kicks when the concerned individuals have had nothing much to

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Whenever I take a trip down memory lane (a really short walk for me!), I remember my Wonder Years, that period of time in my life when I realized that I was not good at anything, apart from getting millions of zits on my face, giving Alfred E Neuman a major complex, and getting into trouble at school as well as at home for delinquency, while most of the other people I knew were either great at

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This is your life, and its ending one minute at a time.You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else.Brilliant stuff, this.Also, blatant plagarism. I know, but I take pride in the fact that David Fincher's Fight Club is one of my all time favourite movies, and I wouldn't mind quoting it till kingdom come.Fight Club, starring Brad Pitt and

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For all those that haven't noticed, there is this nondescript site counter at the bottom left corner of the post on my main page, right below the 'power blogger' button, that tells me the number of hits I have on my site.The site meter also goes on to explain the various details of all the people that have chanced upon this blog, the location they're in, the time they've stuck onto this page, and

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"The Lord of the Flies" is an amazing book written by William Golding.Any resemblances between this post and that book, save for the tweaked title, surely means that some *@&*&$ has managed to lay hands on my blogger ID and password.This evening, when I went to the john to take a leak, I chanced upon the inspiration that has enabled me to pen down this post.There was this guy who was trying to

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A good friend of mine, after reading my blog, (which I so shamelessly advertize because I want the site meter hit counter to hit the roof), said that I am not fit to be a political critic, because of what I wrote about the freedom butcher, and his nefarious activities.He mentioned that if Calvin were a political critic, this is how his blog would look like. *More shameless self advertisement,

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Just when you thought it couldn't get any better, with George W Bush spewing venomous rhetoric, with oodles of saliva dribbling out of the corner of his mouth, watering at the prospect of waging more wars and fuelling his country's fucked up economy, UBL decided to turn a whole lotta tables, takes up some 'strategic leadership and vitriolic rhetoric 101' classes at ISB (Islamabad School of

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There are wonderful things that a software engineer in a happening IT company gets to see in Bangalore. I generally equate women, specially the pretty ones with wonderful things. Of course, it is implicitly understood that wonderful things and IT company recruitment policies are mutually exclusive.On an average, Mangalorean girls are the prettiest on the planet, with their freshly clean scrubbed

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Tony Fadell is a God. An absolute God.Most of us might not really know who he is, but trust me, we have a lot to thank him for.Next in line is a gentleman named Jonathan Ive. He is a God too, made one because of Tony Fadell.I guess at this point in time, if you've been irritated enough for my not having elaborated their virtues, you're probably googling these names to find out for yourself.Tony

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Music has been an integral part of my identity, for various reasons, which I choose not to elucidate, for being labelled a megalomaniac. Not a single instance has passed by when I have not been thankful for the music in my life, whenever I have had the opportunities to indulge myself in exquisite aural pleasure. It was pretty much smooth sailing until college, for I could listen to stuff as and

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The routine web-surfer in me was indulging in some idle timepass, when I came across the wikipedia article regarding the face on Mars, which is actually not a face at all.Just some low resolution photography, combined with the opportune lighting attributed to when the photograph was taken and most vitally, the phenomenon of "Pareidolia" contributed to everyone freaking about alien presence on

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This might be a really weird first posting, but what the hell, like I'd want anyone in their right minds to read this in the first place anyway.There is this really funny colleague of mine who comes up with some really awesome nicknames, and one of his friends came up with this nickname to describe a couple of guys who always stick together, and seem to indulge in apparent planning of nefarious

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