Life's like that

Belief systems and mind control

2011-04-19T04:10:00.001+05:30

Why is a belief system developed? This is not the subject of the post.
Should you be concerned if your belief system is based on reality and rationality? This post assumes that a belief system based on reality should be followed. Essentially, belief systems based on fiction and irrationality need to be discarded.
Should you change your beliefs when you find that it's not based on reality and/or it's irrational? Yes. (A consequence of 2nd point)
Now you could develop your own belief system either from scratch or by modifying the existing "standard" systems. The other choice would be to follow a system with nothing else than faith(read blindly). Based on the previous statements, such a system is better not followed. Because faith is irrational.

I want to narrow down the content post to the specific point of faith-based "standard" systems. I think an existing "standard" system is much like an algorithm.

What is the problem with faith-based algorithms? Often, there are no facts and no logical reasoning as to why follow them. Some algorithms define strict rules and these rules must be enforced to the fullest extent.The algorithm inherently asks the user to trust it. In fact, the issue becomes severe, when the fundamental rule of the algorithm is to trust it. Why is that an issue? Because when the first rule is to trust it and the second rule is to follow the rules fully, the user is left with no other choice but to stay in the system.

Let us define an optimization problem where the user has a lot of algorithms (points) to choose from and he has to find the optimum one (local or global optima). The optimum algorithm is defined as the one that best improves the life of the user and hence necessarily be based on reality and facts. The basic tenet of optimization is to find a local optima first and then make sure that you (at the very least) try to find the global optima. When the faith-based strict algorithm is the first point the user finds, the algorithm per se makes it impossible for user to try to find a global optima or any optima for that matter because of two things - 1. It restricts the user to search for any other points. 2. By default, the algorithm cannot be questioned and therefore it can never be sure if the point is an optima in the first place.

Faith-based belief system is probably the most brilliant of algorithms. It employs an extremely smart self-defense strategy which completely prevents the un-installation (removing from the human's mind) of the algorithm (belief system) and furthermore, it prevents the user from ever installing (believing) another algorithm (belief system). Thereby, it puts forward the best defense and completely eradicates the possibility to switch algorithms based on performance. This is probably the most frustrating optimization problem ever encountered. Once installed, never removed. Once believed never changed.

If this happens in a computer, the best option would be to start it in safe-mode and delete the damn thing. Now, if only humans had a safe-mode option... And in extreme cases, re-install the operating system itself. Rarely possible in humans without completely destroying the brain. Makes me think, computers are less vulnerable than human brains.

In a larger context, the more people that follow faith-based belief systems, more the herd-mentality (groupthink, bandwagon effect and so on.) If and just "if" the faith-based belief system was developed for political reasons, as a means to control and take advantage of people, then the groupthink would lead to disaster for the mankind. What about the ones who developed it for self-centered political reasons? They would be winning a lottery!

Political strategies relying on mind control are the most effective ones out there. And developing and propagating an irrational faith-based belief system is the first step to complete mind control of mankind. What about people who notice this, discard and follow other belief systems? Now, that's a problem since the person doesn't even care about the belief system in the first place. This would be extremely unwelcoming to the persons who developed faith-based belief systems with the intention of gaining absolute control of mankind. Well, there are certain faith-based that have smartly solved this problem. The solution: Aggressively oppress these "rebels" by either isolation (jails) or total eradication (capital punishment).

Stone the rebels! To death!!

Smart, isn't it?

Chemical

2010-11-26T04:25:00.001+05:30

Lessons for Lovers

Romantic love is mental illness. But it's a pleasurable one. It's a drug.
It distorts reality, and that's the point of it. It would be impossible to fall in love with someone that you really saw.
- Fran Lebowitz

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.

- Robert Frost

One type of love originates in the hypothalamus (a part of the brain also present in other animals). It is programmed into DNA. A chemistry between lovers is not just a turn of phrase; it is a torrential release of brain chemicals and hormones.

Chemistry Chart

Testosterone - This hormone, produced in both men and women, regulates sexual desire and too much is counterproductive.
Progesterone - A testosterone antagonist, it lowers sex drive (in the pill as well). It is a mild sedative and has a calming effect.
Estrogen - Makes women sexually attractive and more receptive.

Phenylethylamine - A neurotransmitter released by a region of the brain called the hypothalamus, produce in capillaries and in catecholaminergic terminals. Phenylethylamine, or PEA, causes you to fall madly in love with someone. It is a natural form of amphetamine that floods the regions of the brain involved in sexual excitement. It generates feelings of euphoria. But it doesn't work alone when you are attracted to someone. People who profess high passion for each other have equally high levels. So-called "love at first sight" causes a circulatory surge. The decay rate means the effects last only 18 months to five years in a given relationship - long enough to procreate and protect a child during early years of life. Affairs and second (or third) marriages can cause the clock to be reset.
Dopamine - Involved in the "attention-getting" phase of attraction, it signals the brain that a reward is possible and helps to focus the attention. Under the influence of dopamine, people are more talkative and excitable. It is released when a person smokes a cigarette (one of tobacco's addictive components) and is a factor in attention deficit disorder. It promotes action.
Serotonin - Helps to control mood and reduce its fluctuations. A shortage of this brain chemical is widely associated with depression, so antidepressant drugs such as Prozac are designed to increase serotonin levels (as can pleasant conversation with your friends). High levels make you feel good about yourself and encourage mate selectivity but it may sometimes increase violent behaviour and thrill-seeking when levels are too high. Lower amounts are associated with less discriminating choices of mates and overly aggressive sexual behaviour.
Norepinephrine - Adrenalin: this neurotransmitter gets your blood racing and primes you for action. As part of the "fight or flight" response, it floods the brain while you are deciding whether to kill or kiss.
Prolactin - Decreases sex drive, especially in men.
Endorphins - Produced in the brain; released in response to touch and sex, they produce overall positive feelings.
Oxytocin - Secreted from the pituitary gland, it bathes the brain and reproductive tracts of both women and men. This chemical wash increases sensitivity to touch and encourages grooming and cuddling in both sexes. It reduces stress-causing hormones in the body and influences bonding between adults (friends as well). It keeps relationships together after phenylethylamine has decayed. "Touch deprivation" depletes the supply and sends people running to their hairdresser or masseuse. Consuming several alcoholic drinks can decrease it. Stimulating oxytocin levels generates affection. Oxytocin and its role in affection is one reason for such youthfulness.
Vasopressin - Hormone produced by the pituitary, it is an antidiuretic (causes water retention), increases blood volume and also blood pressure. It is identified as the "monogamy molecule" and modulates testosterone. It levels extremes of feelings (including anger), and increases focus in lovemaking.
Chocolate - The fats in dark chocolate trigger the brain's production of natural opiates. Three compounds in chocolate enhance a feeling of well-being: anandamide, a cannabinoid which activates the same receptors in the brain as the active ingredient in marijuana and two compounds which increase the appetite.
Pheromones - Chemicals in the body that send signals to others through a subliminal passageway of scent called the vomeronasal system.
DHEA (dehydroepiandrosterone) - Secreted by adrenal glands, it is a weak androgen. Most sex hormones and and pheromones are derived from it. Males and females have roughly equal amounts in their bloodstream.
Cultural belief in passionate love forever is misplaced!

Source: http://www.flatrock.org.nz/topics/drugs/you_dont_need_love.htm

The Rubber Duck Method

2010-10-16T21:11:00.001+05:30

This might be of help while debugging a code or solving a problem. :)

1) Beg, borrow, steal, buy, fabricate or otherwise obtain a rubber duck
   (bathtub variety)
2) Place rubber duck on desk and inform it you are just going to go over
   some code with it, if that's all right.
3) Explain to the duck what you code is supposed to do, and then go into
   detail and explain things line by line
4) At some point you will tell the duck what you are doing next and then
   realise that that is not in fact what you are actually doing.  The duck
   will sit there serenely, happy in the knowledge that it has helped you
   on your way.

The perfect combination of humor and advice!

Source: http://lists.ethernal.org/oldarchives/cantlug-0211/msg00174.html

Sleep, among other things

2010-10-15T05:45:00.000+05:30

3:29 AM

Is there something wrong with the clock? I wonder, as usual. I guess I am just living in the wrong side of Earth. I am sure 80% of the people in my campus are sleeping right now. It is too late even for the students who sleep 'late' at night. It is but early morning. Just an hour or so before the early birds wake up. 3 AM is supposed to be the darkest hour before dawn. I also read somewhere that due to this reason people often refer to 3 AM as the 'devil's hour'. 4 AM is supposedly the 'brahma muhurtam', an auspicous time. People are advised to wake up (and get up) at 4 AM and pray to God. One person takes this belief even further and conducts IIT-JEE coaching classes at 4 AM sharp in the morning. Of course, he strongly believes this will make the students understand every bit of information that is taught in the class. I just sigh. Poor little kids during the height of their teenage years being woken up by alarms(when termed more appropriately parents) before 4 AM so that they are in time for the class. And ironically, this coaching centre is very popular at my hometown, ranks first in the minds of many to-be-students-and-parents-of-students-of-IITJEE-classes.

Now, for an average teenager this is perhaps a torture. But, I would gladly welcome it. My attention-span, motivation, alert-ness and energy starts rising at 1 AM and peaks at 3 AM and begins to gradually fall down around 7 AM or so. Ironically, my classes start at 8 AM :-). This isn't a new thing though. On a fateful day, I was born at 9 PM and I remember my parents telling me that I, as a child, would sleep all day and wake up bright at 9 PM when my dad and uncle come home from work and lovingly hug me. This often means sleepless nights for my mom and dad. Poor mom and dad. For no fault of theirs, they had to fight of sleep for the entire night. I hear its common for children to wake up randomly at midnight screaming, but boy, I was sweet in that I was a lot more predictable. Gradually, as my adolescence started, my parents could sleep :D. And I would be the one watching my younger brother sleep. It had become less and less difficult as I got used to it. Getting used to the late night snacks stolen from the fridge, the books(fiction and non-fiction alike) which were my best friends and my imagination. Imagination - day dreaming should be the term but I find it very inappropriate. Night dreaming? This term is useless at best. Everyone dreams at night right? Fantasy sounds better.

Much thanks to my curiosity, I gathered there is a circadian rhythm that tells the body when to sleep, eat and wake up. Mostly feedback mechanisms that sense sunlight, temperature, stress etc. I wonder if my professor of the Advanced level course on Control Systems I take should look at this. It doesn't need a controls prof to understand the controllers is running haywire. Of course, the What? and the Why? will perhaps be a lot harder to answer. Now I shall pause this stream of thoughts and get back to the the "Midnight Sun" by Stephenie Meyer...

4:15 AM

The novel's interesting. Fiction has always amazed me. Especially the fantastic and the supernatural. The cause for this indulgence is perhaps just the hope of something different, different than what the world had offered to me till now. Again it is a strange hobby for someone who feels revulsion towards the beliefs that are not proven completely. Most of the times, people find me annoying when I point out that what they believe is true is just a belief and not a fact... yet. Like belief in religion, avoiding cutting nails on the tuesdays, avoiding rahukalam while going out, turning back if you see a cat cross your path and definitely turning back if it's a black one, avoiding non-vegetarian foods on thursdays etc. The list seems endless. Some of them are downright foolish beliefs. Some of them are unproven and intricately laced with the mysterious and the unknown-

An interruption as a I glance at my notes and the things-to-do-today list. I have a class for two hours starting at 8 AM and one hour at 1 PM. Should I try to sleep again? The morning two hours should be easy if I don't sleep till then. The 1 PM class should be the harder thing to endure and more importantly to attend on time. Sleepless nights and heavy lunches spell doom to the productivity of afternoon schedules. Usually Thursdays and Fridays irritate me because of the afternoon schedules. But today should be good. I have slept for 13 hours in the last two nights. That, by experience means that I can last till the tonight. At times, I really feel like changing the 24-hour to make it 72 hours or something of that sort. Anyway, now for a little indulgence... something different.

Slices of time

2010-04-26T20:30:00.000+05:30

t=0, t=0+e, t=0+2e, ...

It is all about awareness of different slices of time. Everything is still at each instant. Awareness just moves from one slice of time to another. Non-living beings are things that are without this sense of awareness. Living beings usually can only sense one slice of time at a time. Simultaneous awareness of more than one slice of time would cause terrible confusion from which the only way out is stopping the awareness as it becomes too overwhelming to deal with.

What if you don't resort to the state where you run away from awareness? What if you are prepared; armed with the knowledge that reason, harmony and clarity will be lost once you become aware of more than one instances of time. Maybe, you can be prepared to see that which only few have seen.

Dreams are an indicator of the potential of simultaneous awareness. They are but a leap towards the aspect of multiple sensations of time. But, dreams are often forgotten. They are termed as unreal because the awareness is inconsistent with the state of slice of time that a human is more readily aware of. What if dreams were awareness of a state of a different slice of time. Would you then call them real?

What is real? Only the awareness of states that make sense together? Only those that
are consistent with each other?

Is it that, missing the finer slices of time that would induce a sense of consistency of the "unreal" dreams, is sufficient to call an instance of time as unreal?

The slices of time are pre-determined and free will is just an illusion. You are only here to sense the instances of time, not to change the state of the slice of time. But then, it is much difficult to convince a man who is blinded by the illusion of freewill, that there is no reason, no greater purpose and no significant meaning. The sense of nothingness is too hard to endure. For we all have been brought up with ideals, morals and ethics. That there is a greater purpose that we are supposed to serve.

The only thing there is to learn, is perhaps, that there is nothing to learn.

30Q

2008-12-19T19:58:00.000+05:30

Apparently, someone else is more worried about my rusting blog than me. This post is just another way to while away the days of jobless winter vacation. ;)

1. Last movie you saw in a theater?
A. Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. (Long long ago...)

2. What book are you reading?
A. The A.B.C murders by Agatha Christie.

3. Favourite board game?
A. Scotland Yard.

4. Favourite magazine/s?
A. Never bothered about magazines much.

5. Favourite smells?
A. Uh... I don't think I know its name.

6. Favourite sounds?
A. Keeps changing.

7. Worst feeling in the world?
A. How about happiness? :P

8. What is the first thing you think of when you wake up?
A. My music playlist.

9. Favourite fast food place?
A. None.

10. Future child’s name?
A. No clue.

11. Finish this statement. “If I had lot of money I’d…?”
A. Spend it.

12. Do you drive fast?
A. No.

13. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?
A. Er. Now I'm really doubting if this tag is directed at everyone :P

14. Storms - cool or scary?
A. Cool.

15. What was your first car?
A. Yet to own one.

16. Favourite drink?
A. Black coffee.

17. Finish this statement, “If I had the time I would...”?
A. Get bored.

18. Do you eat the stems on broccoli?
A. :|

19. If you could dye your hair any colour, what would be your choice?
A. :)) Mine is the best!

20. Name all the different cities/towns you’ve lived in?
A. Hyderabad, Chennai.

21. Favourite sports to watch?
A. Swimming.

22. One nice thing about the person who sent this to you?

A. Just one?

23. What’s under your bed?

A. A cat :P

24. Would you like to be born as yourself again?
A. Yes.

25. Morning person, or night owl?
A. Night owl.

26. Over easy, or sunny side up?
A. No idea what this question means.

27. Favourite place to relax?
A. My room.

28. Favourite pie?
A. Never had a pie!

29. Favourite ice cream flavour?
A. Butterscotch.

30. Of all the people you tagged this to, who’s most likely to respond first?
A. None!

Star-crossed Lovers

2008-07-14T15:53:00.000+05:30

"If you wish to converse with me, define your terms" - Voltaire

A discussion is trivial if the so called "arguments" involved are no arguments at all. Instead, it should be termed "Rant race". And it's even more fun when someone is talking to himself.

A: Are you clear on what I meant?

B: Yeah! But you don't understand me-

A: Yes, I understood you.

B: No! But you aren't doing it-.

A: I'm not going to do that and I understood what you said.

B: Then, you didn't get what I'm saying-

A: :|

Things like this happen because of the mental filter in our brain. We don't always hear what the other person says. Actually, that other person has an equally good chance of not meaning a word he says.

When did "Understanding" become equivalent to "Agreement" ?
and "Contrary opinion" become an "Insult" ?
"Selfish" = "Cruel" ?

Basically, if people talk to each other in two different languages, say English and French; we easily get the point that it isn't a conversation. There is no 'interchange of information'. "Language Barrier" is the figurative phrase used to indicate this type of difficulty.

Now, if two people converse in English and still have difficulties such as the above, can we attribute it to "Mental Barrier" ?

Define your terms - says Voltaire.

This might be a nice theoretical solution though not very feasible. We can't cross-check with a dictionary before we speak every word. We can, however, do this when we value debate per se and when we get the hint that the "argument" is tending towards rant race.

It's usually taken that a clearer understanding is reached with attentive listening. This might not be so true, when the speaker itself says things that they don't mean. One of the worst things that can happen is two people meaning the same thing in their head and still fighting about it.

Some of the minds who have thought about this problem suggest the "Common sense" theory. It is believed that for the most part a specific group of people think in a specific way.

Things are not all good with the "common sense" theory. As my cousin says, 'But what is logic? I doubt many people will agree on that'

If many people don't agree on a neutral word like "logic", common sense theory is doomed.

(Oh and by the way, I think the word 'logic' is neutral - just so that you 'understand' :p)

There are two things that you can do to minimize the problem of a rant race -

1. Stop talking altogether. (This works well when applied in the middle of a rant race too)
2. Define your terms and argue with only those people who define their terms.

Neither of the alternatives is extremely pragmatic, perhaps "Language" and "Communication" are star-crossed lovers.

123rd page

2008-07-14T15:15:00.000+05:30

So, this blog is returning from a long hiatus and well, let's just clear off some arrears first.

I'm not very certain as to why this "Tagged" phenomenon erupted all of a sudden. Possibly, people have just nothing left to write/post.

This tag is from Smilee.

The rules: Pick up the nearest book. Go to page 123. Find the fifth sentence. Post the next three sentences. Tag five people, and acknowledge the person who tagged you.

The competitive advantage is maximized by the surprise factor. The English longbow was a shock-and-awe weapon in the fifteenth century, comparable to the Colt revolvers and Winchester repeating rifles of the Wild West. Not all new weapons are as fearsome as these, but the fear of unknown is itself a powerful weapon.

This quote is from, "How Life Imitates Chess" by Garry Kasparov.

Tag five people huh? Since most people I know who would continue the tag are already tagged. I tag Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, Nobody and Nobody. :p

MIT, you aren't alone!

2008-05-23T16:58:00.000+05:30

"Finals"

2008-04-21T09:24:00.000+05:30

Finals...

F i n a l s

Finals!

F.i.n.a.l.s

Finals??

Finals!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Enough said.

You've to hand it to Duran Duran for this amazing song and wonderful lyrics.

Child, don't you worry
It's enough you're growing up in such a hurry
Brings you down the news they sell you
To put in your mind that all mankind is a failure

But nobody knows what's gonna happen tomorrow
We try not to show how frightened we are
If you let me I'll protect you however I can

You've got to believe
it'll be alright in the end

Fighting, because we're so close
There are times we punish those who we need the most
No, we can't wait for a saviour
Only got ourselves to blame for this behaviour

And nobody knows what's gonna happen tomorrow
We try not to show how frightened we are
Would seem lonely, if you were the only star in the night

You've got to believe
it'll be alright in the end

You've got to believe
it'll be alright again

time is a river
a silent icy river
pulls us all
running deep
deep and fast enough to get lost down in the flow
thrashing around me
tiny lives mean everything

And nobody knows what's gonna happen tomorrow
So don't let go, now we've come this far
Hope I have peace
Understand me
you're never alone

We've got to believe
it'll be alright in the end

nobody knows

You've got to believe
it'll be alright my friend

So don't let go

Unless we believe
it'll be alright again

Nobody knows

What happens tomorrow (Duran Duran)

Tagged!

2008-04-12T14:19:00.000+05:30

Tagged by Leela! I'm so excited ( :P )

Thankfully, this thing is related to music. One of the few things I care about.

1. Which song is being played in your mind right now?
Love don't cost a thing by Jlo. Arbit song selected by my even more arbit shuffle-selection.

2. One song that describes your life... (No self made compositions please!)
This is how a heart breaks by Rob Thomas. Self-explanatory.

3. The song you listen to most on your I-pod/ MP3/ cell/ PC/ etc
Moi Lolita by Alizée. Coincidence, Leela, I swear! There's this girl, who can dance to the tune of this song. Keep guessing who it is ;)

4. A song that describes best the following stages in your life
- School days: I will follow by U2 Well, that's pretty much what I did with my school days.
- Love: What If by Coldplay
- Your mood right now: Tanha Dil by Shaan.

5. Your all time favorite song and the reason for it... maybe some memory/ some funny story etc!!!
Honey and the Moon by Joseph Arthur. Memories... Memories are too precious.

6. A song you wish you hadn't heard!!! (More than one is always a pleasure!!!)
Not one. Any horrible mixes of songs cause me to go ewww!

7. A song that would best describe... me
(Hey, I took pains to tag you, I guess I deserve this ;-) )
She’s Always A Woman To Me by Billy Joel. No one! No one dare argue with this!!

8. If, you were in an elevator with Himesh Reshammiya and Altaf Raja, you would... (please please please... something funny!!!)
Ask them to put intro. Who are these people?! ;)

Ah well, that's done. Long time since I've sat down and written something.

Tag whom? :O Everyone I know is tagged by Leela! (At least people wouldn't curse me now :P )

Retrospection

2008-03-01T05:55:00.000+05:30

Facing the reality
Of our own imperfections

The waves crash without warning
Overwhelmed and short of breath
Never able to escape
The bloodstains upon your hands

I AM! Still bleeding you
From wounds you've never known
I AM! Still bleeding you
From wounds you've never known

The core of our being
Torn out and cast aside

I never looked this far away
Never saw what lies ahead
In the midst of false comfort
The scars were hidden but never healed

The ghosts of past failures (Shadows Fall)

Dia dos Namorados

2008-02-15T07:33:00.000+05:30

The first ever valentine's day, that I actually kept track of. Half expected some kind of rush or enthusiasm today. Nothing. No one even seems to bother. The campus is the same. Everything going on as it would on a normal day. Yet, across the world the news is that youngsters are painting the town red. Such is the widespread excitement that BBC even saw it fit to compose a guide on helping singles survive the day.

Aren't they cute?

Lost in reverie

2008-02-08T13:20:00.000+05:30

There are certain things to work on. Perhaps, I really want to make it work. Certainty is always a welcome thing. Yet, the apprehensiveness makes me delay it. What if?

If I had to live my life without you near me
The days would all be empty
The nights would seem so long
With you I see forever oh so clearly
I might have been in love before
But it never felt this strong

Our dreams are young
And we both know they'll take us
Where we want to go

Hold me now
Touch me now
I don't want to live without you

Nothing's gonna change my love for you
You ought know by now how much I love you
One thing you can be sure of
I'll never ask for more than your love

Nothing's gonna change my love for you
You ought know by now how much I love you
The world may change my whole life through
But nothing's gonna change my love for you

If the road ahead is not so easy,
Our love will lead the way for us
Like a guiding star
I'll be there for you if you should need me
You don't have to change a thing
I love you just the way you are
So come with me and share the view
I'll help you see forever too

Nothing's gonna change my love for you (Glenn Medeiros)

What's common?

2008-02-02T10:47:00.000+05:30

The object of my affection

2008-01-29T07:15:00.000+05:30

On those long lonely nights,
she'll come to me and cry;
When the sun is up,
I see her soaring in the sky.

Sunday Bloody Sunday

2008-01-21T08:35:00.000+05:30

Let's face it! At times ever-green things just screw up and for no fault of yours.

Sunday, the universal holiday was declared an instructional day by the esteemed Indian Institute of Technology, Madras. Professors and students alike, including me, saw it fit to follow the order if only with certain sense of disdain.

Sub: Instructional day on 20.01.2008 (Sunday) - Reg.

*****

Consequent on the visit of the Parliamentary Standing Committee on HRD to IIT Madras, Sunday, the 20th January 2008 will be an instructional day for all the students and scholars.

Students may please note that Monday's time-table will be followed on 20.01.2008.

/By order/

That mail ruined the weekend. 8 am class on a Sunday! Some of the students were fortunate in that, they didn't have as many classes to attend as per the time-table. I had full 8 hours of classes.

My friend's status message - All I ever wanted in life! Two Mondays :(

Thrilled by The Godfather, the first part, I watched the trilogy last night. A Saturday night wisely spent. Staying up all night and attending 8 am class is one thing in itself and I could stay through all of the classes. Cheers to me!

One of my friends 'predicted' that I would be cranky all day and I'm glad for proving her wrong. :D
If anything, I was ever more cheerful. Inviting a question which has been repeated many times before as to how come I am happy for no reason. :)

"Control Systems", the first class was brilliant. The prof is good and the course is interesting. So, the 50 minutes breezed through. The next one was in a huge classroom and I conveniently found it reasonable to message friends, read a novel, and crash. Then, the tedious math class. The prof's sense of humor saved the day for us. After working monotonously and painfully on a problem, the prof without any emotion, explains that we have just derived a solution for a string of infinite length and it has no practical application whatsoever, because you can't find a string of infinite length! Man! I wanted to shout - "Then, why the hell did we do that for the last 40 min!" And apparently, the proof can't accommodate a finite length string. So, all work and no productivity. The next class, just passed through with the prof paying his whole admiration to stress-strain.

I got a set of pics from the Product Design lab.

Yes...

I cant believe the news today
Oh, I cant close my eyes and make it go away
How long...
How long must we sing this song?
How long? how long...

cause tonight...we can be as one
Tonight...

Broken bottles under childrens feet
Bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I wont heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall

Sunday, bloody sunday
Sunday, bloody sunday
Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday bloody sunday...)
(allright lets go!)

And the battles just begun
Theres many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart

Sunday, bloody sunday
Sunday, bloody sunday

How long...
How long must we sing this song?
How long? how long...

cause tonight...we can be as one
Tonight...
Tonight...

Sunday, bloody sunday (tonight)
Tonight
Sunday, bloody sunday (tonight)
(come get some!)

Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Wipe your tears away
I wipe your tears away
(sunday, bloody sunday)
I wipe your blood shot eyes
(sunday, bloody sunday)

Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday, bloody sunday)
Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday, bloody sunday)
(here I come!)

And its true we are immune
When fact is fiction and tv reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die

The real battle yet begun (sunday, bloody sunday)
To claim the victory jesus won (sunday, bloody sunday)
On...

Sunday bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday...
(U2)

Peaceful days

2008-01-18T05:55:00.000+05:30

Hold up
Hold on
Don't be scared
You'll never change what's been and gone

May your smile (may your smile)
Shine on (shine on)
Don't be scared (don't be scared)
Your destiny may keep you warm

Cos all of the stars
Are fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see them some day
Take what you need
And be on your way
And stop crying your heart out

Get up (get up)
Come on (come on)
Why're you scared? (I'm not scared)
You'll never change
What's been and gone

Cos all of the stars
Are fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see them some day
Take what you need
And be on your way
And stop crying your heart out

Cos all of the stars
Are fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see them some day
Take what you need
And be on your way
And stop crying your heart out

We're all of us stars
We're fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see us some day
Just take what you need
And be on your way
And stop crying your heart out
Stop crying your heart out
Stop crying your heart out

(Oasis)

Art History!

2007-11-19T13:24:00.000+05:30

Ah! The Humanities course is finally done! And we don't have another one until 3 more semesters :D Not that I've anything against the humanities courses as such, they are interesting, but I affirm they are excruciating, especially, to us (engineers-to-be) who don't find it appealing to cram and cram names, dates and all such seemingly insignificant facts.

This course ED201 - History of Art and Art Appreciation, undoubtedly incurred the wrath of all my fellow students. The fact that the course has quite arbitrary relevance to our major, didn't help the situation.

Now, off to turn in my last (hopefully) history assignment.

EDIT:

Yeah, finally it's done. Few last minute finishing touches to the assignment and lo! there I hand it over to the TA. I'm so relieved! I'd fun with it just before giving. I completely forgot to add references and there I scribble on the front page :)) (I know references come last, but then, I couldn't care less)

I didn't get all the print-outs in time. So this is what I come up with, when I racked my brain for a few seconds -

"Visuals for design movements couldn't be printed due to time consideration."

Haha! I mean, it's pretty obvious I don't care about it half as much as I ought to. But then, I could do with providing some kind of answer as to why the images were missing.

Anyway, it's done. It's gone for good.

Cheerio

Virtual Reality

2007-09-22T06:37:00.000+05:30

When friends living a couple of rooms across prefer instant messaging to conversing, it gets me thinking. We seem to be depending more on our virtual counterparts than our real self. Online resources are becoming easier than ever. Talking to people living a few miles away through the internet is quite befitting, but that per se is no real reason to extenuate a meeting. It is essential to realize that the virtual image might not always be consistent with the real one. More often than not, warped understanding ensues.

A couple of years ago, my cousin had written this piece-

"Talking about living, I fear we have reached a stage where the virtual lives are taking control over the real lives a la the matrix. Be it the forums we visit, orkutting we do, online avatars we exhibit, blogging we do, we project a virtual image of ourselves, so much so that incase our real selves ever meet, one may indeed be a tad disappointed to find that the real selves are not as impressive as the virtual identities are."

An articulate thought. Two years from then, not much has improved and if anything, flourishing online resources have just amplified the exigency of understanding this rationale.

Flash!

2007-09-15T10:55:00.000+05:30

Firstly, I'll satiate one too many inquisitive friends who couldn't stop themselves from breaking on a wild-goose chase to find out the exact story behind one of my previous posts. That script is fiction. Unreal. Non-existent. Replace it with any synonym that mollifies you. Such plots are contrived when one is bored to death. I would have thought it's simple for you to figure that out. Enough said.

It so happens that I went into a week long hibernation. Incidentally, my last post was also on a Friday. After a week of frenzied activity, I'm enjoying my well-earned break. And a nice one it has been so far. With a good lot of surprising and strange things around me, I'm surely having a wonderful time.

Talking about strange things, I was hit by a deer today in my campus. Imagine peacefully riding on your bicycle, on your way to mess and getting hit by a deer running at an amazing speed. Well, I was going to the Cauvery mess and when I was near Himalaya (That's a building that's supposed to be a mess), a deer rushes in front of me crossing the road. Next moment, I turn to look towards the lawns and flash! I see a deer glaring at me galloping dangerously and crossing the road orthogonally to me. Added to it, there were deers all around apparently on some sort of race to cross the road and I found myself in the middle of their path. Forget about reaction time, in one flashing moment, the deer ran and hit me straight on the shoulders and that's all I know. I lost control of the cycle and it grounded. Much to my comfort, I wasn't grounded. Possibly, I bent down instinctively and the deer kind of hopped off me. I found foot-prints of the deer on my sleeve and that's the only way I knew what happened. There were many who saw this but few who cared as they went about their daily routine. After all, it was a hot day and I wasn't really hurt.

What impressed me much was the view I had of the deer galloping. I was directly in its path and it showed no signs of stopping. One leap, it was on my shoulder and another one had it off me.

I heard about cats crossing the path. But, getting hit by a deer-

Now, Is that supposed to be lucky or something?

Awesome day!

2007-09-08T12:18:00.000+05:30

Finally it's here! The one thing I've been longing for. Whoa! I'm so excited! It's quiz time! (Okay, now that's sarcasm, just in case you missed it :P) It's that time of the semester when junta who give a damn for courses, junta who are muggers and RG-dopers alike run around with photocopies of stud notes, slides, graphs and stuff. IIT just isn't that fun without these exams ;P

It's Friday! The weekend's on! Though, it's not exciting in the same level as it used to- what with quiz week kicking off the coming monday.

I'd a very frustrating evening at the field. Came to the room in sort of a down-spirit and became even more angsty to find my hostel junta not behaving properly and they (obviously) bore the brunt of it including a recent online friend.

That said, I was very intent on making up for the day. Had quite a blast at gurunath, tarams, ascendas and bikes and barrels. Tried a new beverage here in gurunath- Red bull. It's completely BS. Over priced and totally hopeless. I recommend against spending bucks on it. Though, if you're like me and don't mind trying out new stuff, you could do it. The taste is decent, goes along the lines of berries. This bikes and barrels is the sort of a pub which has decent music but not really that entertaining in any other way.

I was unbelievable tonight! Imagine walking up to the bartender and asking for a glass of water! He gave me the sort of What-the-hell look. My friend took over and placed an awesome but decently priced order. Having a girl in the group does make things more comfy. We went to the ground floor of the pub where only couples, foreigners and groups with girls can haunt the place. My friend already quite dizzy was giving a flaky look to a hispanic female standing in the corner and she actually came up to him to ask him if he were interested in her. Wow, did he get the jitters! He was speechless and even his not-so-sober state couldn't handle an unknown female. But the girl was nice. She was talking about everything from spain to latin america. She loves hitch-hiking and travelling and India is a part of her travels. She wants to make a sort of travelogue- which is a short film about her travels that she can show it back at her university. We reached the outside of the pub through the hotel-entrance and she took a video and loads of pics. Too bad that we didn't bring a cam. After she went away, I argued like hell with my friend that she came up to him only to take the video and not 'cos he is a lady killer! 'course he never agreed and that went on till we reached our beloved insti. We had loads of fun and really forgot the quizzes completely!

Dinner with pizzas. Back to hostel and back to blogging! As an aside, my hair's all messy. After the disastrous hair-dress it's becoming even more awesome!

I could go on forever, but I feel the math notes on my desk is doing its best to seduce me. Well, I guess, I'll give it a shot!

Ciao!

I decide

2007-09-05T19:35:00.000+05:30

"I'm feeling so sleepy but I have to go to class now"

Taking a cue from Stephen Covey- "Why do you have to go to class? Is it a have or want?

"WANT? Why would I ever want to go to this dreary lecture? It's have. I just have to go!"

"Why?"

"ATTENDANCE! I need attendance!"

"Why do you need attendance?"

"To complete this course. I have to complete this course to get my degree. I need my degree"

"You need your degree?"

"Uh... yeah. I need to pass out of IIT with a clean academic record."

"Need?"

"Um... okay. I want to pass out of IIT with a clean academic record."

"Hm... let's go back. You want a clean academic record. You want to complete this course. You want attendance. So, You want to go to the class. There you have it!"

... I got off the bed for the 8 AM lecture.

This internal tape is very common. It is so common that overtime, the 'want-to-do' shifts to 'have-to-do'. There are no masters and there are no puppets. After everything that is said and done, the fact remains that it is my choice.

I decide.

On the sunny side of life

2007-09-01T21:14:00.000+05:30

Fresh from a night out and having nothing to do but wait for one hour to go to a class on a saturday morning, I figured the next best thing would be to write. Life is not all fun, but then, who can stop me from writing on the sunny side of life?

Life is pleasing because every morning I wake up, I have a whole new day ahead of me that is fully under my control; an autocrat, if you will.

Life is fun because this place, an IIT, has tons and tons of people of my age and who are in turn very fun to be around.

Life is too good because after all the endless activities, I still get time to be alone and date myself, yes, talk to myself about ME.

Life is exciting because I love my course of study.

Life is interesting because I happen to encounter some stupid, arrogant %$#@ junta now and then, and learn that instead of getting back at them, I can keep my sanity.

Life is amusing because I just happened to understand that I am awake and waiting to go to a class after not crashing for the last 72 hours.

Life is sensational because I partially found out what I was looking for all this time.

Life is thrilling because I'm planning to go hiking alone in dangerous woods.

Life is astonishing because I found out I could actually prove the long established norms wrong, like you "have" to sleep everyday and others.

Life is satisfying because I grew to the idea of controlling myself totally and putting mind over matter.

Life is enriching because I happen to meet people who show me what I'm missing out in life.

Life is endearing because I found the love of my life, which is Me.

Life is great because I'm learning something new every day.

Life is good because the chilling shower awakens me from the slumber.

Life is delightful because I love the cool morning breeze that greets me.

Basically, life rocks because I refuse to accept otherwise.

Cheers!

BTW, got a new haircut and shave that had actually made my lazy pals come up to me to tell me how weird, strange, odd, different, freakish... I look.

The worst one was a quizzical face from a classmate that could only be read as "Why?"

The best one was an ex-classmate startled by my 'hello' and turning to me to say, "Oh, Krishna! I didn't recognize you!"

But, the bottom line is, I love it. So pack!

Need I say more?

2007-09-01T12:07:00.000+05:30

It's not you... It's me...

2007-08-31T04:10:00.000+05:30

Honey, We need to talk...
A walk down the greenery.

Listen... It's not you... It's me... I have changed...

Relentless silence (It's like the calm before the storm)

erm...
(Oh Man! This is damn worse than I expected!)

It's time for us to think practically. We... erm... seem to have grown apart in the last few months...

I know it's hard...
You got to move on. You have to find someone else...

Don't give me that look.

Look... Can you drive back to your place? Or do you want me to?
NO! Not for that. I told you. This is over.

We are through...

Why don't you take a matured view? Why do you make me want to snap on you?

There is no why... (Why can't this just end now?)

You want to know why? YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY?

That passion is lost! Your very sight repels me now! I don't feel anything while holding you or kissing you! Not anymore...

Why can't you let go?
You are so stupid. You never knew me. You never realized what I was capable of. You were too immersed in your love. Go drown yourself in it!

You are foolish. Do you know who I am?

I am Shady. Did you hear that?

I AM SHADY!

Dreams...

2007-08-30T12:28:00.000+05:30

I just figured, I could actually liven up my day!

My room is totally messed up!
My right wrist is infinitely screwed up!
My laundry is finally done!
My muscles stopped aching after the hockey sessions!
My first set of five quizzes start in 11 days!
I'm confident of acing two and failing the remaining three miserably!
It's Raining! It's Awesome!
It's 2 minutes to midnight and I still got 80% of an assignment yet to be done!
...and, I'm blogging!

Oh and by the way, I saw that girl again, she still looks pretty! (That's strange... duh!)

I'm on a changing spree!

Rescheduling my time!
Refurbishing my room! (Do flowers fit in a boy's dorm room?! What say, Leela?)
Starting a whole new fitness schedule! (Jogging? Running? Swimming? Gym?)

My room needs a new look and a new feel... I got excited and wrote a list. Now, where's that...

1. Couch
2. Brand new computer
3. Flowers(?) No kidding
4. Air conditioner (are they for the labs alone?)
5. Glass windows
6. River view
7. TV
8. Microwave oven
9. Scotch always on the cards
10. A cute girl to cuddle on the couch...

This is in my mind-

Whoa! So cosy... and ___ and ___

And then, I remembered, this is IIT not MIT :x

For now, let's just dream on...

Blogging is cool! I found two great blogger friends Abhishek Leela (I've never seen them even though we live in the same campus!)

I don't even know her name...

2007-08-23T02:32:00.000+05:30

I've written this post in a class, today (4 hours ago), as a way to get through the damned 50 min. lecture.

All around me, people started filing in to find seats. I tried to find someone I know to sit through this dreary lecture. I looked all around -

Involuntarily, our eyes met once. She is pretty. I looked away, still in search for a seat.

Five minutes later...

The course is Machine drawing theory. A study that is built on the last sem's Engineering drawing(I felt horribly repulsed by it and managed to make it through with the lowest possible grade) And, I reckon, this course would be no different.

I look around. Determined to find a way to get through the class without crashing. I figured writing is the next best thing to do. I took an arbit book out to start writing.

Class is dull. The kind of classes you know you have to get used to, now that you are in college. It's a large room. Mech. and ED students stacked up together. With 8 Air-conditioners, I guess, it's supposed to be an AC room in the least. Not one of them functioning. It is hot! damn hot and no fans either. The room is brightly lit, what with 36 lights all around us to make sure the prof. clearly notices each one of us. Today it is 120 students.

The girls are all together, a couple of rows ahead of me. I am seated 20 feet away from the prof., so I can safely write this thing while he goes on and on about screws and stuff.

A cursory glance across the room has my attention resting on a girl who I've just seen five minutes earlier. Yes, I was right. She is pretty. I've never seen this girl earlier. The pathetic girls to boys ratio made things quite bad. I don't care about this course or this room. I've decided to write on this girl.

Apart from the obvious fact that she is from mech., I've no idea who she is. She is GOOD! Fair with attractive features.

Oval face. Smooth, clear and glowing complexion. The hands were soft - like they show in the cosmetics ads and all... Facial features were awesome. Sharp nose accentuated the features and strengthened her looks.

She is meticulously taking notes. I can see she is just half interested, stifling a yawn, now and then. Taking a moment or two on rare occassions to have a word with the girls that sit on her either side.

She smiles suddenly. Wow! Beautiful smile. It's been ages since I've seen such an amazing person. Has peculiar facial features that interest me. Lovely eyes! So small and that contract even more when she laughs. This laugh makes up for the boring class that I have to sit through.

I take a moment off this girl to see what the prof. is teaching. I hear him saying, "This concludes..." I don't know what he concluded and I couldn't care less.

I looked at this girl again. I wondered who she is. How could I miss such a nice girl from my campus? I wondered whether she has anything else going for her than her pretty looks . For all I know, she must be hating guys and having a bad attitude. This was such a momentous thought, that I immediately frowned. Then... No! This girl looks decent.

She wore a flowing white dress that augmented her grace. A light blue jeans completed the terrific look. Did she spend hours before the mirror before coming to the everyday classes? Or does she look this good all the time?

Suddenly, the prof's voice cut through my sweet reverie, louder than usual. "Class is adjourned" Students started rushing out. I felt totally refreshed for the next class and it's a pmt!

I felt a short, mild vibe to talk to her in the least and thank her (lol) for getting me through this damned class. Then, I remembered; I have better things to do ;P

As I rose to leave, it hit me and I chuckled to myself -

I don't even know her name...

Running out of days...

2007-08-20T00:34:00.000+05:30

I find it hard to believe I'm writing this after a few weeks into the semester. There are things that are thrown on me and need action and then there are those for which you are invited if you have "brains, nerve and enthu" Why would I run away? More so, I'd be virtually blind, if I didn't notice the oppurtunities skulking around the corner.

To a question from one of my good friends, I had the clichéd answer- 'I don't have time'. She queried further - "Don't you have time to do things?" or "Are you not making time for them?" I was baffled beyond words. For I knew the answer, only it's much harder to admit.

Living in a locale amidst endless bustle; I can't go wrong when listening to this song-

There’s too much work and I’m spent
There’s too much pressure and I admit
I got no time to move ahead
Have you heard one thing that I’ve said

And all these little things in life they all create this haze
There’s too many things to get done, and I’m running out of days

And I can’t last here for so long
I feel this current it’s so strong
It gets me further down the line
It gets me closer to the line

And all these little things in life they all create this haze
There’s too many things to get done, and I’m running out of days

All these little things in life they all create this haze
There’s too many things to get done, and I’m running out of days

Will all these little things in life they all create this haze
And now I’m running out of time I can’t see through this haze
My friend tell me why it has to be this way
There’s too many things to get done, and I’m running out of days

- Running out of days (3 doors down)

Engineering Design

2007-08-18T12:04:00.000+05:30

It fits, precisely, into the third sem ED schedule :D

Summer blues

2007-08-18T02:00:00.000+05:30

This is how I looked at the end of the 3 month long summer stay in my institute!

What do we do in the class room?

2007-08-18T01:35:00.000+05:30

This is why life rocks at IIT-M ;)

Run! Run Hard! Run Fast!

2007-08-14T10:15:00.000+05:30

10 month hiatus. A long one it was...

I love this feeling. I love the way my body is aching.

Long before the twilight of last year, I ceased doing one of the most exciting things in IIT-M. If my memory serves me right - it was november. A rather gruesome month - what with all the endsems and certain other things. I got stuck up in the room. More like a couch potato, brusquely put. Hockey, footer, cricket... all desires vanished into thin air.

Today will be a memorable day for me. My first match in the institute hockey field. My first ever match in any institute field. It was a practice match. And this one coming after 10 months of no physical activity.

As much obvious as it is, to say the least, I got seriously pained - physically and psychologically.

It was good. It was damn good.

On contemplation and its darker side...

2007-08-12T08:14:00.000+05:30

Sleeping late into the afternoon sucks. Woke up with a nagging mild headache that is triggered by crashing for more hours than the body requires.

Turns out, thoughts are stressful. Contemplation on just about anything consumes enormous energy and consequently forces unnecessary stress on an already overworked but under-stimulated mind.

Most of the evening was chased away at gurunath - the campus get-together, satiating the long lost hunger for good food. It was amazing as to how I could be so immersed in a campus paper when my friends were chatting incessantly on arbit topics.

Walking down to my hostel, I realized I was still thinking, thinking of that which I can't recollect now. The paper fluttered noiselessly in my hand as I carried it all the way to the room, although I couldn't figure out any use to it.

Come the quadi and I find myself settling down near the pavillion watching my hostelites play footer. I kept with the game for sometime and then lost track. Into the much hated contemplative mood of things-that-are and things that I want them to be. Good for me that I didn't delve into the line of thinking of things-that-were. I was brought back from my short reverie (or was it 30 min?) abruptly as the football tore through air and missed my left eye by a couple of inches. The due concerns were raised but of course, no one really expects someone immersed in a chain of thoughts when being a couple of meters away from one of the goal-keepers.

I got up and realized the players have changed considerably and I, whose aim was to play, found myself doing something way different from what I should be doing. Anyway, I just had food, so considered against playing.

Now, what's this rant about? Thoughts.

Some people refuse to think before acting and some think way too much before acting and there are some who just think relentlessly and don't act.

The choice is mine.

Is this true? or Is that true? and Is there a truth?

2007-08-11T16:36:00.000+05:30

There was this senior who, while taking intro sessions, had asked me to rate my happiness quotient on a scale of 10. I, unperturbed and swift, answered a score that I couldn't disagree more today - [this is a note to myself, on what things are and what they could be in future] I would be tempted to write down the score. But I desist. Though, I'm quite sure, if this question would be asked by that person again, I would tell him to @#$& &$#. Not to put a fine point on it but any question coming from him would be met with the same answer, as a result of some matters that had come to be.

At half past 3 in the morning, with one of the disco nights music playing on my computer for a change, I begin to wonder, if what one desperately likes to have now, would remain as true, in a couple of years, months, days and hours(?)

The value we place on a thing would effortlessly depend on the environment we live in. As an obvious consequence, it takes effort (read - really great effort) to overcome this reflex and assume an identity. An identity that would conform to itself irrespective of the circumstances-to-be and the circumstances-that-are.

This line of thinking soothes me, when I'm down, imagining the things that I would rather have and the things that I would, otherwise have had. After all, it might not be what I want. duh! there it comes... This fleeting bliss of uncertainity quickly resolves itself into anxiety as I note that this would also mean, I might be wrong in the things that I'm very much sure of.

I would stop the thought at that and go crash, which I should be doing since I've athletics practice at 7 AM (!) Btw, whose decision was it that shady will go practice at 7?

Trusting my banshee screamer alarm, that is quite capable of screaming the whole wing down, if I don't turn it off.

2007-07-13T19:13:00.000+05:30

I get knocked down But I get up again You're never going to keep me down

2007-07-11T16:57:00.000+05:30

This song is too good... and it chances to fit into my plans for the next semester :)

We'll be singing
When we're winning we'll be singing

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

Pissing the night away
Pissing the night away

He drinks a whisky drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink

He sings the songs that remind him
Of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the better times

Oh Danny Boy
Danny Boy
Danny Boy

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

Pissing the night away
Pissing the night away

He drinks a whisky drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink

He sings the songs that remind him
Of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the better times

Don't cry for me
Next door neighbour

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (we'll be singing)
You're never going to keep me down (when we're winning)

I get knocked down
But I get up again (we'll be singing)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (we'll be singing)
You're never going to keep me down (when we're winning)

I get knocked down
But I get up again (we'll be singing)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

I get knocked down
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You're never going to keep me down

-Tubthumping( Chumbawumba)

Great life!

2007-06-30T16:10:00.000+05:30

Life rocks! Literally... Why? who cares... night out again. 3:30 AM and a sweet, calm euphoric effect(caused by you-know-what :D )

I've been listening to this song titled "Bawitdaba" by Kid rock. It's really good... I reckon it's the 20th time today that this song's been playing on my comp.

And yeah. Whoever out there who feels life's boring, depressing or whatever crap... just chill! You have more to life than feeling around for all sorts of stuff that happened or that 'can' happen... Life's just a place to chill out.

Dude... When taking things too personally, just ponder over this: Talking about life, you NEVER get out of it alive! So, why bother about arbit stuff? take it simple and sweet. Pack things if they're becoming too serious. You are here to live! You are here to enjoy! Do it! Now!

Go!
Have fun!

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Shady

Drama can make your life miserable. Run! Run while you still can!

2007-06-29T20:00:00.000+05:30

Let's discuss on the pros and cons of the drams in your life...
Stay along with me. Will you? It's got importance... one day you'll learn ;)
Now... since I'm pretty much biased on the negative side of the drams in life. First let me talk about the positives...
Not many I should say. Unless you're a thoroughly jobless guy seeking some activity to while away time, it's not of much use to you. Well, I can see some guys shaking their heads wide. To them... this post is not for you. Go find the drama of your life.The jobless guy would of course be heavily motivated by the minute aspects of the suspense, thrill, excitement and the multitude of emotions in the course of a drama. That is all to pros.
Now onto the cons...
I've only two words to say - It sucks :x

Get a life! Have fun!

Your blog has been created!

2007-06-26T07:25:00.001+05:30

Well... finally I’m here.

Thought of starting off blogging since long back... A dreary night out and peaceful songs on the comp finally pushed me to take the first step.

Now as the song Exodus by Evanescence plays softly in the background, I begin the journey to realize something I feel I would...

What better than blogging to satiate my passion for writing? So let’s start...