12:38 AM, June whatever, 2008: Syntillations Party, Logica

[Disclaimer: Sorry if I said anything personal. I have Life is very short to restrain yourself from speaking out your mind. Forgive me for the sole reason, that I am a bit drunk. ]

{Background: My roommate Pavan is watching a Chinese movie in World Movies channel. and th I should tell you that it is an awesome channel. }

We had a party by Logic Syntillations, the fun club of Logica. The party was in HAL club Convention Hall, just 1.5 kms from my home and just 30 500m 800 l 800 m from Logica;

Outer Ring road
^ Logica
My House | 0
0____| | HAL Airport Road
<>
ITPL | Marathahalli |
| |
| |
| 0 HAL Convention Hall
|
v
Outer Ring Road

{ Better map next time. }

We (Pavan, Jithu, Deepak and I) reached already late, and the first thing to attract me was the a performance going my(by) a band named Wild Orchid, from Bangalore. These guys were just awesome w and they were...
{Nayana is calling..., Nayana is Tom's classmate and she has been a good friend through the phone from college. She works in Infy, Chennai. And we have never met. }
... playing the classics like Time - Pink Floyd, Smoke on the Water, Sweet Child O' Mine and some others. And I came and sat in the third row from the stage. Everyone was least interested, except some 3 year and 5 year old kids. They were trying to do what they can. And I saw the guys guys and ladies yawning while they were playing the Classics! What the **** ? I thought.

That was when I decided to teach the kids some head banging on the dance floor. I tried to teach the ac two five year old boys and a 3 year old cute girl [with decent head hair], how to head bang. And to my surprise (why?), they were got scared and ran away to their mothers from the area! :-)
And I noticed the girl's mom giving me the "Who is this jerk!" look.

When they finished their performance, I went and shaked shook hands with them (the band, not the kids. But the kids deserved appreciation.) for the enthusiasm spirit they had shown even when it was a ****** ** such an audience.

Later I went and personally met the band members; They were:
Vineesh [Vocals, he sangs Sweet Child O' Mine exactly like ______. Trivia: Once I read that the name Axl Rose was a jumble of the word "Oral Sex". You didn't know it right? Okay, leave it.] ,
Leo [ he looked like was dressed with a wore a normal white shirt with a Pink Red stripes, normal looking, but a vocal which perfectly suits for Rock n Roll. He sang Hotel California to his best. ]
Then there was Mark Rodriguez from Mysore [He looked like Kamal Hassan for in "the film he kills Gandhi" look from a distance.]

The When the DJ took over the stage, I left it and moved on to the Dinner area, I took my beer and ate enjoyed the Biriyanis.

I called my father who was just shifted to an o/p ro ro room from Surgical ICU, to say how much I drank and how much I am enjoying. He asked me:
"Did they serve Hot drinks?" [He means Whiskey, Brandy, Scotch.. you know.]
I told "No! Only premium beer."
And he just laughed.
Actually..., I should have been there with him in Kerala.

We stayed there till around 11.30, why ** All the cabs left and we had to walk home.
Jithu and I, [I always refer to Jithu, Now I should say something about him. He is my sub.junior and he just graduated. He is in Logica and now and he is an awesome guy to spend time with. With his usual confused look, spoonerisms , short term memory, his ability to compose any song in your mobile composer within 2 minutes, the way with which he looks at you standing at the front door for a minute and then confirming whether it is your own house or somebody else's (there had been instances), is all enough to tell that he is a great friend to stay with.]

I walked home with him through the street lights listening to Fix You ["The lights will guide you home..."] by Coldplay and Shine - by Collective Soul from his Sony Ericcson {Did you mean: Sony Ericsson} phone, in the needle thin rain, and the empty roads. It was nostalgic a different feeling.

We reached near our house, felt that the beer was not enough, bought a Fosters and 120 ml of Signature [from the worst bar you'll ever see]. We finished Fosters, but the other one is still smiling at me as I am writing through. :-)

Oh, I am writing this now for a long time by now. Time is 1:24 AM. Pavan slept, Vignesh slept, and Girish [who called me a buffoon,] he slept.]

I have already lost my voice shouting. And, My hands are shaking.
I should sleep now.
Take care.


{ Taken as it is from my notepad. }

The DVD Player and Swami Vivekananda.

After having dinner from Anil's house yesterday, I returned home at around 11 pm. Rishi had prepared mashed potato curry, and I should tell you that he really learned some things after being in Sweden for around 5 months. :-)

They were a little concerned to send me back alone, because Marathahalli, where I stay, is not a good area sometimes at night . There was an incident about 100 meters from my house where a senior from my company was attacked with a big knife, by two guys helped by a lady, and ended up with 8 stitches in his right hand. I assured to call them once I reach home.

When I was nearing home from another road, a guy called me "bhaiyya.." from the dark. Bewildered, I found a young guy of my age calling me from behind. I was confused. I was not able to find any reason for him to call me at this time. I recognized soon that he was one of the guys running the laundry shop near by.

He was quick in telling me that his DVD player is not working, and "since you know English very well", you might be able to figure it out! ??? I didn't understand. He invited me to his house near by. I followed him and saw two of his frustrated friends. They were waiting to watch their favorite actor's movie. [And it could have been: The Megastar, the Yuvasamrat, the Prince or the Yuva Ratna Baalayya]

They just brought a DVD player from somewhere and it was not working. And it can be really irritating after a hard day's work. He signaled me to check the connection to the Tv. The only problem was the connection from "Audio Out, Video Out to Audio In, Video In". And they couldn't construe it. But the thing was that he knew exactly, that he went wrong there. But he couldn't solve it because he couldn't read. And it was very frustrating for him.

I connected it properly and within a split second the movie started. They were very happy, and their faces glittered expressing their gratitude. :-)

My mood suddenly swung from a cautious one to a very nice feeling which we get when we help someone. And I was happy that I could help.

I walked home remembering what my sister told me once about Swami Vivekananda:
Someone : "I am really grateful to you Swamiji for helping me."
Swamiji: "No, I should be grateful to you for giving me an opportunity to help you."

A Chat.

One Saturday evening I was bored. So, I decided to get into a chat room as a girl.
I met a Bengali Army officer from Bangalore.
He asked me my ASL. And I made him a little mad [I suppose :-)] by scolding him telling that asl is a bad word in his local language. :-)
His Bengali accent was very evident from words like “KOREGI” and “KORNA”.
It was fun. And I don't know whether everyone feels so. :-)

aritra55555_2008: YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND I WANT TO KNOW YOUR AGE,SEX,LOCATION.
Seema: what is asl then
why are you harassing me?
i will lodge a complaint to rediff.
in their complaint portal.
aritra55555_2008: MERE DIMAG KHARAP KOREGI KEYA/
Seema: You harassed me.
your Id is under scrutiny.
Tell me what is your motive?
aritra55555_2008: ACCHA THIK HAIN MAIN TUME KAISE HARASED KOR RAHI HOON?
TUM MUJKO DHAMKI DEY RAHI HO KYA?
Seema: You asked asl and it is some bad word in your language.
(C)
aritra55555_2008: TUMARI KOI BAAT MUJHE SAMAJ MAIN NAHI AH RAHA HAIN?
YOU DONT KNOW THI IS A CHAT CODE FOR KNOWING A- AGE ,S- SEX(M/F?),L- (LOCATION MEANS KAHA RAHATI HOO?) SAMAJ AYA
:-S
:-S
:-S
:-S
Seema: You are manipulating it
You are sick
i think
Police is searchin for people like you!
Are you there?
Talk to me and tell me what is your intention.
aritra55555_2008: EK ARMY OFFICER KHAVI SICK NEHI HOTA. TUM MUJHE MAT DARAO VAI. TUMHE JO JO KORNA HAIN CHUP CHUP KORO BATATI KYOU HOO?
Seema: Otherwise I will call police.
what is your intention.
aritra55555_2008: MEANS?
Seema: You are not an army officer.
You are a terrorist.
You asked ASL.
That is a code word for something
aritra55555_2008: POLICE KEYA GHAR KE PASS RAHETI HAI .FORTWILLIAM MAIN AAO OR SAMNE AA KOR JO JO PUCHNA HAI PUCHO.
ACHHA OK THANK YOU BYU............
Seema: You are telling william william...
who is he ?
he is your friend terrorist?
Oh God!
I am scared!
You are not talking to me.
aritra55555_2008: FORT WILLIAM (ARMY HEAD QUATER) YEALANKA AFS STATION(BANGALORE)
Seema: Are you planning an attack?
to attack that?
aritra55555_2008: NO ,YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT IS WILLIAM,FOR THIS.
DO YOU KNOW YEALANKA?
Seema: How many people are you going to kill?
aritra55555_2008: TUMAHARA DIMAG THIK THAK HAIN NA? PEHELE PANI PI LO FER CHAT KORNA.
Seema: KORNA is a missile name. It stands for Korean Operational National Air-missile.
You got it from Korea?
You should bhave honestly.
aritra55555_2008: DO YOU KNOW YEALANK IN BANGALORER
TOMAR NAAM KI BOLBE?
Seema: What?
You are again harassing me.
8-)
aritra55555_2008: DO YOU KNOW BENGALI?
:-S
:-S
Seema: What is that?
To eat?
I dont like eating that?
aritra55555_2008: WHAT IS YOUR NAME?
DO YOU KNOW BENGALI LANGUAGE?
Seema: Where is it spoken?
Himachal
?
aritra55555_2008: BYE................................................
Seema: Talk to me.
You are scaring me?
I am getting scared.
Dont kill anyone.
aritra55555_2008: YOU ARE A TOTALLY MAD.DISGUSTING......THANKS SEE YOU AGAIN . SORRY YEAR APOLOGY TO ME SORRY ...................BYE

"To be, or not to be." That may not be the question.

Sitting here on the "bench", listening to Lepper Messiah and thinking [Where is the Just do it! shit?] what to do next is a very uneasy feeling.
I remembered...

• What Dr. Evil said about his father that : "He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only a genius could possess and the insane lament."
• That I couldn't understand fully what Shakespeare was trying to say about "To be, or not to be: that is the question:"

• That I couldn't figure out what is Innovation and Open Innovation.

Key Words: {listening, thinking}, Just do it, remembered, {general malaise, genius}, trying, question, figure out.

Now I contemplate keywords individually and as well as in thought groups.
And I don't know whether it makes any sense. Does it? :-)

Time Mag Quote for the Day

Some of my favourite Tupac-Quotes....

"Though are hands are chained like they are, they haven't taken music from us yet. So that's how I'll fight. People tell me don't quit like everyone else. I wont have no fear."

"If God wanted me to be quiet he would've never showed me what he does."

"Reality is wrong. Dreams are for real."

-Tupac Shakur

Allorgy

As it is simply well-said, "The feelings of a half-psycho is best understood by a full-psycho".....
By some crude analogy lets relate the same to, atleast a half-allergic like me...
I felt it so.. after "discovering" a sweet but crazy poem on them and their orgies....
(thnx for an hour long mad -surfing)
So guys here is a dedication for my "full-brothers" .....

ALLORGY

Courtesy: www.worlddreambank.com

By Chris Wayan, April 1 1983

dedicated to allergics and asthmatics everywhere

When days and bees grow fat again,
the world lusts, erectile.
Sex swims the air, valentines
of mad lace balls invisibly
Pelting bug windows, ovary doors.
"C'mere, big boy" the flowers croon,
Nude dancers on my lawn. Ah,
you love-poisoned world beyond the glass,
Bell-jar, bell-jar... how belle you are.

Pollen grains
Bash out my brains.
Immune system clenches, fingernails cut
Into the flesh of the fist of my gut.
Allergy is the vampire true:
My love, your love grows fangs.
Desire--trust--hot slippery joy--
and then the venomous bite.

Wherever I go,
Mistrust the glow.

Every spring I burn and moan
and nearly die--of others' love.
So I choke my toxic own--
Who might I poison--God?