Its because we love, We feel hurt. Its because we love, we miss each other. Its because we love we doubt that other one is ignoring us. Yes its because we love, we end up in breaking. Every time it starts with a communication breakdown. so always talk to them and clear your part. Even if nobody is listening. Because you wont regret in future as "I could have told her/him".
Heck. Be a loser.
I was thinking about us. Losers. Look around. All you can see is us. But do you know we control the world. We lead the world. We tell stories, we make films, we write books and we help others.
You might be confused. Well. Let me explain. Let's start with books. Somebody ditch someone. He/she get disappointed. Waste so many time thinking about the other one. Lots of dreaming. Then he/she write something. It becomes an epic. Films: we lose somebody in a very bad way which we cannot just accept. We wish it should never happen to others. We want to tell others our story. Thus we become directors. But you know how this books and films do well? We, the losers, go to films and watching them we say "Its my story". Let's see how people become political leaders. Most of them are born in poor families. No food, no electricity, no water, no nice dresses etc. They had dreams. But they see some people enjoy all the luxury in the world. They want to fight for their rights. They know pain so they can understand other's too. They become leaders. [Rest we can guess]. And some others, they are born in wealthy families. They cant understand why some people can't have what they are having. They try to help others. Losing everything they have. Thus they becomes humanitarians.
You know we losers are the reason for all existing goodness in the world. What is others doing? They are making money. Screwing girls. Hurting other people for time pass and fun. Those winners you know, they are the reason for all bad things. They read books just to get idea for winning girls, cheating others and becoming billionaires. They don't care how others live.
So who's better? us. Right? Poor you. Can't you hear it? they just called you a loser again. So wake up. become a winner. This earth belongs to them. Roomie think twice before commenting. because if there is a rally of losers, you must be the one who should hold the flag. You know it. Right.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Random Thoughts [2]
I was thinking about it all time. Or I terribly wanted it. A little sister. A tiny little one. I still remember the day Neha hugged me, When I was about to leave their house. She was very affectionate kid. Its Lamiya who made me think about it again, When I went to write supplies. She would come to my room, sit on me or anybody who is lying in the bed and start talking. She is very smart girl. When she is talking to u, she will hold your hand or put her hands around your neck. That kills me.
I have an elder sister. And I hate it. I don't think anybody will like elder sisters or brothers. Unless they are giving lots of money and all. They will scold you if you do any mistakes[Or whatever you do]. They will advice you when needed or not. They will never support you if you are doing any crazy things. Like bunking classes etc.
But younger ones are not like that. The tiny little ones. When mom scold you and you are sad or crying they will come to you, sit next to you on bed. They wont tell a thing. But all of a sudden they will hug you, put their arm around your waist. That kills me.
But there is no way to get one now. So I thought of a daughter. I have no plans to get married soon. Then how? I thought about adopting one. I can get really crazy sometimes. I always imagined it. Walking with her, telling all the names and stories about the things which comes our way. Going to park, Going to the beach and sit on that highest rock near the beach and telling her stories, parables [Once I told this idea to one of my friend. I was very excited telling all this. But she was just killing time. May be I share too much crazy things with girls.] etc.
What made me write this now is I just finished "The Catcher in The Rye" by J.D Salinger. In which the main character has described about his little sister. It really touched me. I like children very much. Yeah everybody do. I know its not a big deal. Well. I don't know how to tell you.
***
Its boring nowadays. I want to go back to Bangalore. Seeing me simply sitting here, mom sends me to all the marriages and receptions. I hate to go to any parties. The thing is I wasn't around home for last few years. So I don't know anybody and the people I knew changed alot in their physical appearance. People come to you and ask 'do you know me?' And we will give a smile back as an acknowledgement of recognition. But then they ask you to tell their name. Huh there it starts. Within hours you'll get complaints through your mom that her son don't remember these people.
Sometimes it makes you sad. Last week, I'd been to this party. And one girl jumped in front of me and called my nickname[Which, only my family members call me. A few friends also call that. But I don't like too many people call me that.] and asked me how are you n all. I was like - I knew her. But I couldn't remember her name or where I'd met this girl. She was smiling. But seeing my confused face she told her name and place we were together. Still I didn't get it. Her smile faded and she told she is in kinda hurry n all. It killed me. She was really happy and all and I couldn't even get those goddamn old memories from my old brain tapes. It really depressed me. So later I went to her and had a conversation. I think it made her a little happy. That's the end of it. I told mom I wont be going to any functions in near future.
Didn't I tell u? I disconnected my Internet connection. Now I have lots of time. I already finished two books in Jan. Now reading the third one. And the TV sucks as usual. India lost the match and there was this interesting debate in NDTV about reading. Some fear this paperback books are in danger. Nobody will be reading them in future. Everybody will buy an Amazon Kindle. What the ****. I hate this kinda debates. Nonsense. I don't think any gadget will give you the pleasure of reading a hard copy. May be some of you have different views. But I hate this Barka Dutt. I told you before. On the day of Ayodhya verdict. She is incarnation of Satan. We shouldn't use that s* word often. Because the more we use it the stronger he becomes. :P
Wish you all happy Republic Day. Peace.
I have an elder sister. And I hate it. I don't think anybody will like elder sisters or brothers. Unless they are giving lots of money and all. They will scold you if you do any mistakes[Or whatever you do]. They will advice you when needed or not. They will never support you if you are doing any crazy things. Like bunking classes etc.
But younger ones are not like that. The tiny little ones. When mom scold you and you are sad or crying they will come to you, sit next to you on bed. They wont tell a thing. But all of a sudden they will hug you, put their arm around your waist. That kills me.
But there is no way to get one now. So I thought of a daughter. I have no plans to get married soon. Then how? I thought about adopting one. I can get really crazy sometimes. I always imagined it. Walking with her, telling all the names and stories about the things which comes our way. Going to park, Going to the beach and sit on that highest rock near the beach and telling her stories, parables [Once I told this idea to one of my friend. I was very excited telling all this. But she was just killing time. May be I share too much crazy things with girls.] etc.
What made me write this now is I just finished "The Catcher in The Rye" by J.D Salinger. In which the main character has described about his little sister. It really touched me. I like children very much. Yeah everybody do. I know its not a big deal. Well. I don't know how to tell you.
***
Its boring nowadays. I want to go back to Bangalore. Seeing me simply sitting here, mom sends me to all the marriages and receptions. I hate to go to any parties. The thing is I wasn't around home for last few years. So I don't know anybody and the people I knew changed alot in their physical appearance. People come to you and ask 'do you know me?' And we will give a smile back as an acknowledgement of recognition. But then they ask you to tell their name. Huh there it starts. Within hours you'll get complaints through your mom that her son don't remember these people.
Sometimes it makes you sad. Last week, I'd been to this party. And one girl jumped in front of me and called my nickname[Which, only my family members call me. A few friends also call that. But I don't like too many people call me that.] and asked me how are you n all. I was like - I knew her. But I couldn't remember her name or where I'd met this girl. She was smiling. But seeing my confused face she told her name and place we were together. Still I didn't get it. Her smile faded and she told she is in kinda hurry n all. It killed me. She was really happy and all and I couldn't even get those goddamn old memories from my old brain tapes. It really depressed me. So later I went to her and had a conversation. I think it made her a little happy. That's the end of it. I told mom I wont be going to any functions in near future.
Didn't I tell u? I disconnected my Internet connection. Now I have lots of time. I already finished two books in Jan. Now reading the third one. And the TV sucks as usual. India lost the match and there was this interesting debate in NDTV about reading. Some fear this paperback books are in danger. Nobody will be reading them in future. Everybody will buy an Amazon Kindle. What the ****. I hate this kinda debates. Nonsense. I don't think any gadget will give you the pleasure of reading a hard copy. May be some of you have different views. But I hate this Barka Dutt. I told you before. On the day of Ayodhya verdict. She is incarnation of Satan. We shouldn't use that s* word often. Because the more we use it the stronger he becomes. :P
Wish you all happy Republic Day. Peace.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Life - In Past, Present and Future
His mom was teaching him lessons about God.
Boy : So. We can ask anything to God? Will he give anything?
Mom : Yeah. He'll. If you deserve it.
Boy : We can't see him, we can't hear him. We can only give prayers?
Mom : Yeah. But we can feel him.
Boy : What if I want to write something to him?
Mom : You can write it and just burn it. He'll get it.
Boy : But.. Without address?
Mom : U don't need any address. He'll get it. Think of him when u burn it.
Boy : Huh! so we can send anyone letters like this? just thinking of them and burning it.
Mom : Yeah you can.
Boy : How many letters I can send?
Mom : As many as you want. Until u are grown up. God will read only children's letters.
He thought a lot of time what to ask. At last he sent a letter to God asking for Chocolates. And he believed that it was God who send him Chocolates with his uncle.
After Twenty years. Now he is grown up and God no more read his letters. He was calling her, messaging her. But he didn't get any answer. So he decided to write a letter. Even though he didn't have an address.
Are you there? alive? why not answering my calls? No reply for messages?
I was thinking about us. Our relationship. Which you call as friendship and I call as something else. I know you really don't want to answer my phones and messages. Last day I tried to figure out what really happened between us. We were never friends. I can see a colorful past long long ago but still we weren't. It started where it seemed to end. You had a little problem with you. You didn't have anybody to share it or help you. You were going through a real tough time in your life (or it seemed like that to me ), so tried to help you. Or at least tried to give you a company. Thought it'll keep you from crying and help you to take your decisions. What I did was a good thing, ain't it? I don't think you loved or liked me. I don't think you'll do either. I was kind of comforting thing for you. During your tough times. You told me your problems, I listened. You shared your likes and dislikes, I listened. I suggested some too. You didn't like some things I said. To be specific, some words. May be some sentences too.
But you wanted my company hence ignored them. Sometimes you changed the subject, sometimes you waited for me to change it. (Do you feel discomfort because I use the word "you" often? I'm sorry. I'm not blaming you or ending as you did everything.) I think I've seen almost all the phases you went through during this. I know you tried to hide a lot. But I could guess those. Because its not first time I'm doing it. Do you remember you used to call me and just cry? not even telling a hello. Now I see my calls are not answered. My messages are not replied.
I can see how happy you are now. Now you don't have any problems to share. That means you don't need me anymore. No no. Hold on. Just don't say I'm mad and go away. As you always do. What I told is right. You know it. I don't think you'll do it but I'm sure you thought about it. I can see how disturbed you are hearing about me. I don't believe in stick on to something without a cause. You can apply the same thing on me too. But you've to decide. I think its the right time. Right when one's jokes are crossing the limits.
Didn't I tell you? Everybody forget things very fast. The only thing people remember is how one behaved to them for the last time, Not the times before it. That's how the love which seemed to be eternal turns hate.
You know. I was like this. Always. It was your needs and situations created a good past and bad present in my life. Remember I'll be like this. In future too.
Boy : So. We can ask anything to God? Will he give anything?
Mom : Yeah. He'll. If you deserve it.
Boy : We can't see him, we can't hear him. We can only give prayers?
Mom : Yeah. But we can feel him.
Boy : What if I want to write something to him?
Mom : You can write it and just burn it. He'll get it.
Boy : But.. Without address?
Mom : U don't need any address. He'll get it. Think of him when u burn it.
Boy : Huh! so we can send anyone letters like this? just thinking of them and burning it.
Mom : Yeah you can.
Boy : How many letters I can send?
Mom : As many as you want. Until u are grown up. God will read only children's letters.
He thought a lot of time what to ask. At last he sent a letter to God asking for Chocolates. And he believed that it was God who send him Chocolates with his uncle.
After Twenty years. Now he is grown up and God no more read his letters. He was calling her, messaging her. But he didn't get any answer. So he decided to write a letter. Even though he didn't have an address.
Are you there? alive? why not answering my calls? No reply for messages?
I was thinking about us. Our relationship. Which you call as friendship and I call as something else. I know you really don't want to answer my phones and messages. Last day I tried to figure out what really happened between us. We were never friends. I can see a colorful past long long ago but still we weren't. It started where it seemed to end. You had a little problem with you. You didn't have anybody to share it or help you. You were going through a real tough time in your life (or it seemed like that to me ), so tried to help you. Or at least tried to give you a company. Thought it'll keep you from crying and help you to take your decisions. What I did was a good thing, ain't it? I don't think you loved or liked me. I don't think you'll do either. I was kind of comforting thing for you. During your tough times. You told me your problems, I listened. You shared your likes and dislikes, I listened. I suggested some too. You didn't like some things I said. To be specific, some words. May be some sentences too.
But you wanted my company hence ignored them. Sometimes you changed the subject, sometimes you waited for me to change it. (Do you feel discomfort because I use the word "you" often? I'm sorry. I'm not blaming you or ending as you did everything.) I think I've seen almost all the phases you went through during this. I know you tried to hide a lot. But I could guess those. Because its not first time I'm doing it. Do you remember you used to call me and just cry? not even telling a hello. Now I see my calls are not answered. My messages are not replied.
I can see how happy you are now. Now you don't have any problems to share. That means you don't need me anymore. No no. Hold on. Just don't say I'm mad and go away. As you always do. What I told is right. You know it. I don't think you'll do it but I'm sure you thought about it. I can see how disturbed you are hearing about me. I don't believe in stick on to something without a cause. You can apply the same thing on me too. But you've to decide. I think its the right time. Right when one's jokes are crossing the limits.
Didn't I tell you? Everybody forget things very fast. The only thing people remember is how one behaved to them for the last time, Not the times before it. That's how the love which seemed to be eternal turns hate.
You know. I was like this. Always. It was your needs and situations created a good past and bad present in my life. Remember I'll be like this. In future too.
Monday, January 3, 2011
A train journey with Roomie!
Girl : Randeep, Do you know one thing?
Me : ?
Girl : You know what is the best comfort on earth?
Me : ?
Girl : The one you didn't have it yet. Woman.
Me : !
Girl : And you will never have it.
[Was she cursing me? something broken to pieces inside me when I heard it. Like a glass broken into thousand pieces. But I never tried to rearrange it and show her I can be thousand times better. I never felt a need for one. My friends and work kept me from loneliness. But last few weeks I've been missing something. That's why I said yes when Nibul gave this idea.]
Railway stations are very Romantic place, ain't them? We were coming back to Trissur from Ernamkulam after submitting some documents for Nibul's Dubai Transit Visa. It was at south railway station we spotted her. She was in a blue jeans and well, I forgot about the tshirt. It wasn't her dress that grabbed the attention but her shoes. A new pair for blue shoes. Like the ones boys wear. And her brown colored bag on which something was written. I don't remember that too.
She was tall. May be a five feet five inches, fair. She had a mole on the left of her nose near the eye and that will be the first thing you'll notice when you look at her.
We left her and went to buy some books. Bought one Tehelka which was featuring some Tiger issue[Good one to kill time re]. Then we returned to train and was looking for the seats, we saw her sitting alone in a sleeper berth near the window.
We[Me and Nibul ] looked each other and saw the same light in each others' eyes. We got into her compartment and headed to her.
Me : Is there anybody here?
She : !@$%^ [Not audible]
Me : [Repeating again]
She : I don't know. [it followed a smile.]
I sat opposite to her and Nibul near the window on the side berth and started reading Tehelka like a nerd.
I was thinking what to do. At that time I got a message. It was from Nibul. It started as this.
Nibul : Start "Mission Chick" 5minutes after the train starts!
When I was reading it one man who seemed to be on early forties came and sat between me and her right opposite of her. He was on his Lungi[Dhoti]. So now two lower berths. On one she was sitting near the window. On the other one Lungi man sitting opposite to her near the window and me on the other end of same berth with him. And Nibul sitting and reading Tehelka on the side berth. Time went on. I replied Nibul.
Me : This guy is oola[Dummo]. That will give us a way. Lets start.
Nibul : "I'm very bad at it. Pediya["m afraid].And I don't like the Mundu[Lungi] guy sitting next to u, he is Sheen's[one of our classmate. known critic!] bigger copy, and he expecting touchings from her? So u start, I'll support after I gain confidence.
I was thinking how to start. She was on phone. Earphones on. Last I found an idea. Ask where are these folks going. I started with the Mundu guy.
Me : Chetten engotta? [Where are you going]
Mundan : Palakkad.
me : [looking at her] Engotta?
she : Took off the earphones and gestured "what?"
me : engotta pokunne? [Where are you going? ]
she : Bangalore. And she put the earphones back.
Me messaged to Nibul: If this mundu guy was not here, we could make it a heaven. And you, fatass, where were the support u promised. Fag**
Nibul : My support comes only after I "gain" about 60% confidence! Right now I have only 15% confi, and the mundu guy made me nervous. You have made a very good start! I never expected that!! Seriously! very good roomie!Good going! Cmon, will support you in short time. u can manage it.
I waited for a second chance. And she seemed to be very busy with mob. Nibul was buried deep under the Tiger feature. Dumbass. I got bored.
Me to her: Are you studying there? in Bangalore?
she : No. I'm going for an interview.
I gave her a thumbs up.
She : Thank u
me: which company?
she : [Told some company name.I didn't get it]
Me : What didya study? Engineer?
she : No. I studied Mass communication.
me : here in ernamkulam?
she : No. In Hyderabad.
Me : Parents are working there? In Hyderabad?
she : No I went there for studying this.
me : woow. cool.
me : sorry. didn't ask you name.
she : Suman
Me : Where you are going to stay? In Bangalore.
she gave us a weired look
Me : I'm also working there in Bangalore. That's why asked.
she : J.P Nagar.
Me :That's close. I'm in BTM.
she : yeah.
She put the earphones back. And looked out through the window. Time passed. I messaged Nibul.
Me : I don't think she'll hung up that call and if she do, I'm sure she'll keep that earphones on. So stop dreaming and think of ******. All the best.
Nibul : :) Ok. But if she does, you have a great chance. We are doing good. u r doing excellent! all the best roomie! All the best. you are good at this. Never expected 7/10.
Reading it I cursed myself for being his roommate for the last 3 years. Time went on. Stations passed. I felt sleepy.
Me : K. Fatass. I'm stopping it. U are a ****head. And she shows least interest in talking. Help Tigers. Screw yourself.
Nibul : Yes. Thank you! u attack her. I'll rescue her. I'll be the hero, U be the Villain. Who later turns to be the hero's roomie and best friend, and very later be her BF!
I wanted to kill him. I looked at him. He remind me of the main character in Ice age anim. Thats how I managed it.
Nibul : This Mundu guy is trying to show his *** to her. Kallan.
I noticed it. He was arranging his Mundu often. Revealing whatever inside. Knowingly or not!
At this time, the mundu guy started talking to her. It was about to reach thrissur. I got another sms.
Nibul : Haha the mundan will kill her after we get out! she will be praying for someone sensible to get in from thrissur.
Train reached thrissur. I didn't want to say even bye to her. What kinda girl is this? Didn't even ask our names. That time Nibul stood up and told her.
Okie, All the best. [that's the only words came out from his mouth during the trip.]
me too: yeah all the best.
We got out of it and I was shouting at him, the train started moving. And her window came near us as we where walking along with it. She saw us and she smiled.
After one hour while I was in bus on my way home I got a message from Nibul. Which was sent one hour before. It said
"Don't forget to say bye and happy journey to her".
Me : ?
Girl : You know what is the best comfort on earth?
Me : ?
Girl : The one you didn't have it yet. Woman.
Me : !
Girl : And you will never have it.
[Was she cursing me? something broken to pieces inside me when I heard it. Like a glass broken into thousand pieces. But I never tried to rearrange it and show her I can be thousand times better. I never felt a need for one. My friends and work kept me from loneliness. But last few weeks I've been missing something. That's why I said yes when Nibul gave this idea.]
Railway stations are very Romantic place, ain't them? We were coming back to Trissur from Ernamkulam after submitting some documents for Nibul's Dubai Transit Visa. It was at south railway station we spotted her. She was in a blue jeans and well, I forgot about the tshirt. It wasn't her dress that grabbed the attention but her shoes. A new pair for blue shoes. Like the ones boys wear. And her brown colored bag on which something was written. I don't remember that too.
She was tall. May be a five feet five inches, fair. She had a mole on the left of her nose near the eye and that will be the first thing you'll notice when you look at her.
We left her and went to buy some books. Bought one Tehelka which was featuring some Tiger issue[Good one to kill time re]. Then we returned to train and was looking for the seats, we saw her sitting alone in a sleeper berth near the window.
We[Me and Nibul ] looked each other and saw the same light in each others' eyes. We got into her compartment and headed to her.
Me : Is there anybody here?
She : !@$%^ [Not audible]
Me : [Repeating again]
She : I don't know. [it followed a smile.]
I sat opposite to her and Nibul near the window on the side berth and started reading Tehelka like a nerd.
I was thinking what to do. At that time I got a message. It was from Nibul. It started as this.
Nibul : Start "Mission Chick" 5minutes after the train starts!
When I was reading it one man who seemed to be on early forties came and sat between me and her right opposite of her. He was on his Lungi[Dhoti]. So now two lower berths. On one she was sitting near the window. On the other one Lungi man sitting opposite to her near the window and me on the other end of same berth with him. And Nibul sitting and reading Tehelka on the side berth. Time went on. I replied Nibul.
Me : This guy is oola[Dummo]. That will give us a way. Lets start.
Nibul : "I'm very bad at it. Pediya["m afraid].And I don't like the Mundu[Lungi] guy sitting next to u, he is Sheen's[one of our classmate. known critic!] bigger copy, and he expecting touchings from her? So u start, I'll support after I gain confidence.
I was thinking how to start. She was on phone. Earphones on. Last I found an idea. Ask where are these folks going. I started with the Mundu guy.
Me : Chetten engotta? [Where are you going]
Mundan : Palakkad.
me : [looking at her] Engotta?
she : Took off the earphones and gestured "what?"
me : engotta pokunne? [Where are you going? ]
she : Bangalore. And she put the earphones back.
Me messaged to Nibul: If this mundu guy was not here, we could make it a heaven. And you, fatass, where were the support u promised. Fag**
Nibul : My support comes only after I "gain" about 60% confidence! Right now I have only 15% confi, and the mundu guy made me nervous. You have made a very good start! I never expected that!! Seriously! very good roomie!Good going! Cmon, will support you in short time. u can manage it.
I waited for a second chance. And she seemed to be very busy with mob. Nibul was buried deep under the Tiger feature. Dumbass. I got bored.
Me to her: Are you studying there? in Bangalore?
she : No. I'm going for an interview.
I gave her a thumbs up.
She : Thank u
me: which company?
she : [Told some company name.I didn't get it]
Me : What didya study? Engineer?
she : No. I studied Mass communication.
me : here in ernamkulam?
she : No. In Hyderabad.
Me : Parents are working there? In Hyderabad?
she : No I went there for studying this.
me : woow. cool.
me : sorry. didn't ask you name.
she : Suman
Me : Where you are going to stay? In Bangalore.
she gave us a weired look
Me : I'm also working there in Bangalore. That's why asked.
she : J.P Nagar.
Me :That's close. I'm in BTM.
she : yeah.
She put the earphones back. And looked out through the window. Time passed. I messaged Nibul.
Me : I don't think she'll hung up that call and if she do, I'm sure she'll keep that earphones on. So stop dreaming and think of ******. All the best.
Nibul : :) Ok. But if she does, you have a great chance. We are doing good. u r doing excellent! all the best roomie! All the best. you are good at this. Never expected 7/10.
Reading it I cursed myself for being his roommate for the last 3 years. Time went on. Stations passed. I felt sleepy.
Me : K. Fatass. I'm stopping it. U are a ****head. And she shows least interest in talking. Help Tigers. Screw yourself.
Nibul : Yes. Thank you! u attack her. I'll rescue her. I'll be the hero, U be the Villain. Who later turns to be the hero's roomie and best friend, and very later be her BF!
I wanted to kill him. I looked at him. He remind me of the main character in Ice age anim. Thats how I managed it.
Nibul : This Mundu guy is trying to show his *** to her. Kallan.
I noticed it. He was arranging his Mundu often. Revealing whatever inside. Knowingly or not!
At this time, the mundu guy started talking to her. It was about to reach thrissur. I got another sms.
Nibul : Haha the mundan will kill her after we get out! she will be praying for someone sensible to get in from thrissur.
Train reached thrissur. I didn't want to say even bye to her. What kinda girl is this? Didn't even ask our names. That time Nibul stood up and told her.
Okie, All the best. [that's the only words came out from his mouth during the trip.]
me too: yeah all the best.
We got out of it and I was shouting at him, the train started moving. And her window came near us as we where walking along with it. She saw us and she smiled.
After one hour while I was in bus on my way home I got a message from Nibul. Which was sent one hour before. It said
"Don't forget to say bye and happy journey to her".
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Life goes on and on..
I know. Its been a long time. I was very busy with my job. Nothing new happening nowadays. Then what to write? Every time when I go to forum, I think I'll get something to write today. But every time I get disappointed. Nobody minds me! I felt invisible inside landmark. I think I've read back pages of almost all books in landmark. I started hating fictions.
And one good thing happened to me in last few months was comics. Everybody used to read comics in childhood. Me too. But somewhere during the aging process we all forgot it or left it as a kiddo stuff. I was great fan of Balarama, Balabhoomi etc[Malayalam books]. But when I grown up I fell in love with novels and beautiful girls and forgot the graphical novels.
I love talking. I used to visit my friend vivek's house during the weekends. He is working in Nirvana films. You all might know that name after the success of ZooZoo ads. Yeah they direct ad films. I like to hear all those things about making film, writing scripts and of course, gossips. And he has a big collection of novels. These guys got almost everything in Landmark in their shelves. Now you found my library.
He is staying with his brother pratheek. I didn't know what he is actually doing. Kind of writer. That was all that I knew about him. Later on I came to know that he is writing comics! well I was least interested. Comics! Last time I read one was years ago, when I was in +2. It was xmen. Got from my roommate Vismayu bose.
There are a lot of comic books in their house. I used to take novels but not a single comic. One day pratheek talked to me about comics and gave me three books to read. They were "Blue pills", "Otherside" and "The lone wolf and cub".
And thus I became a comic addict. They were good. And you can finish them quickly. The thing is I finished all these in a few hours.
And this man pratheek, is an engineer! and took his masters from National Institute of Design! and doing wot? writing comics. But it's their passion and I like it and respect it. Their first book is going to release in this December. Its name is HUSH. And about 10 others are in workshop. Comics are not very popular in India. These people are trying to change it. Especially to get the adults into comics. I think readers in all age can enjoy these. Here is the Cover Image.
Please have a look at their facebook page and website. You'll like it. If you have any of your friends reading comics suggest them these. And its not too late. Start reading comics. You will enjoy it. I guarantee you.
Their company name is MantaRay comics. Here is the link
http://www.mantaraycomics.com
Here is the Facebook page
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Manta-Ray-Comics/166588030035191
And a teaser here in youtube
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BIHKqKk1fbE
And one good thing happened to me in last few months was comics. Everybody used to read comics in childhood. Me too. But somewhere during the aging process we all forgot it or left it as a kiddo stuff. I was great fan of Balarama, Balabhoomi etc[Malayalam books]. But when I grown up I fell in love with novels and beautiful girls and forgot the graphical novels.
I love talking. I used to visit my friend vivek's house during the weekends. He is working in Nirvana films. You all might know that name after the success of ZooZoo ads. Yeah they direct ad films. I like to hear all those things about making film, writing scripts and of course, gossips. And he has a big collection of novels. These guys got almost everything in Landmark in their shelves. Now you found my library.
He is staying with his brother pratheek. I didn't know what he is actually doing. Kind of writer. That was all that I knew about him. Later on I came to know that he is writing comics! well I was least interested. Comics! Last time I read one was years ago, when I was in +2. It was xmen. Got from my roommate Vismayu bose.
There are a lot of comic books in their house. I used to take novels but not a single comic. One day pratheek talked to me about comics and gave me three books to read. They were "Blue pills", "Otherside" and "The lone wolf and cub".
And thus I became a comic addict. They were good. And you can finish them quickly. The thing is I finished all these in a few hours.
And this man pratheek, is an engineer! and took his masters from National Institute of Design! and doing wot? writing comics. But it's their passion and I like it and respect it. Their first book is going to release in this December. Its name is HUSH. And about 10 others are in workshop. Comics are not very popular in India. These people are trying to change it. Especially to get the adults into comics. I think readers in all age can enjoy these. Here is the Cover Image.
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| Manta Ray Comics HUSH Cover Page |
Please have a look at their facebook page and website. You'll like it. If you have any of your friends reading comics suggest them these. And its not too late. Start reading comics. You will enjoy it. I guarantee you.
Their company name is MantaRay comics. Here is the link
http://www.mantaraycomics.com
Here is the Facebook page
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Manta-Ray-Comics/166588030035191
And a teaser here in youtube
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BIHKqKk1fbE
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
You Name It[3]
"If its like this, there will be terrorists from god's own country."
They laughed at me. Some had trouble in catching breath.
I felt pity. And I looked them with teary eyes.
Later we together saw it coming.
I warned all when they won their first election.
They smiled. A sarcastic one.
Again, I looked them with my teary eyes.
Because I know. A day will come. May be its in a classroom, a train compartment or a bus stop. He will be teased for being a born "[Name of religion]". And he'll feel discriminated.
But my eyes were teary not because of that. It was because he won't think as I would have. He will realize he is a "[Member of religion]", he'll pledge to kill others, he'll choose brothers and sisters on religion. He'll forget that are all human.
Religion divides us. Humanity unites us. Be a Human. Discourage politics which has religious roots. Note: Dear friends, this post is not against any religion. Like all of you, I too believe in god. But believing in god doesn't mean we have to fight each other because of the differences in the way we worship our god. And we all know there are people who use our faith for their own mad dreams. This is against them. Not against any religion or believers.
They laughed at me. Some had trouble in catching breath.
I felt pity. And I looked them with teary eyes.
Later we together saw it coming.
I warned all when they won their first election.
They smiled. A sarcastic one.
Again, I looked them with my teary eyes.
Because I know. A day will come. May be its in a classroom, a train compartment or a bus stop. He will be teased for being a born "[Name of religion]". And he'll feel discriminated.
But my eyes were teary not because of that. It was because he won't think as I would have. He will realize he is a "[Member of religion]", he'll pledge to kill others, he'll choose brothers and sisters on religion. He'll forget that are all human.
Religion divides us. Humanity unites us. Be a Human. Discourage politics which has religious roots. Note: Dear friends, this post is not against any religion. Like all of you, I too believe in god. But believing in god doesn't mean we have to fight each other because of the differences in the way we worship our god. And we all know there are people who use our faith for their own mad dreams. This is against them. Not against any religion or believers.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Promote Natural Beauty!
My dear girls and Ladies,
A few minutes ago I saw a video promoting natural beauty. First of all, I'm asking you why do you use these cosmetic? Most of us, boys consider girls who do make up more than a limit as whores[frankly speaking]. We don't want to kiss a lip which is colored like an oil paint and tastes like grease. And the rose powder. Well most men are allergic to that. I heard that there are around 100 toxic chemicals in each Nail polish. Yeah! they give u a ghostly look. If u want that; carry on. Don't be fooled by everything you see as fashion. We, the boys love you as you are, Naturally.
Promote natural beauty.
Say no to cosmetics.
Note: Actually this was originally posted at my Google buzz. Because so many boys shared similar views there and to reach more people I'm posting it here too. I request all girls to take it positively. Thank you.
A few minutes ago I saw a video promoting natural beauty. First of all, I'm asking you why do you use these cosmetic? Most of us, boys consider girls who do make up more than a limit as whores[frankly speaking]. We don't want to kiss a lip which is colored like an oil paint and tastes like grease. And the rose powder. Well most men are allergic to that. I heard that there are around 100 toxic chemicals in each Nail polish. Yeah! they give u a ghostly look. If u want that; carry on. Don't be fooled by everything you see as fashion. We, the boys love you as you are, Naturally.
Promote natural beauty.
Say no to cosmetics.
Note: Actually this was originally posted at my Google buzz. Because so many boys shared similar views there and to reach more people I'm posting it here too. I request all girls to take it positively. Thank you.
Friday, September 10, 2010
Happy Eid
Eid Mubarak. I bought new dress today. :) People are asking me, being a Hindu, why I had to buy dress on Eid? I believe in one and only one god. I don't think there are separate gods for Hindu, Muslim and Christians. You can reach a destination by different methods right? By bus, by boat, by walk etc. Consider our destination as God and different methods/routes as religions. All problems are solved. Believe in your paths. And respect other ones. Thank you.
Happy Eid
Happy Eid
Friday, August 20, 2010
Troubles by a birthday party
What makes me happy and sad at the same time?
Well the answer is "supplies" or in full form "supplementary exams of my B.tech"
The reason for sadness is I've to write it again and if I failed I wont get my degree and no good job in near future. The reason for happiness is that I can see all my friends there. So I love all supply seasons.
Well. The following story happened in such a lovely supply season. The latest one.
As usual I woke up at 10am and was going for breakfast at Sabu's shop. Sadu(fazil) and Shareef was coming back from the shop and told me there is no food or tea. Then I joined with them to another hotel. As we were talking and eating rubber poratta and fish curry one of fazil's friend[I dont know his name. Sadu calls him "Thala"] came and sat with us.
At that time a nice girl passed the shop. Seeing me staring at her fazil asked me.
"What is this pshycho[yeah that's wot they call me.] You were in Bangalore and staring girls like this here in kuttippuram?"
I replied that in Bangalore I was full time with Machines[computers] and hardly see a girl there. [of course. A bit exaggerated]. And we continued talking bla bla. Then some of Thala's friends came to us and started talking with him.
This time one of them was standing near me gave me a puzzled look. After doing some gestures with hand he asked me..
[He talked to me in Malayalam I'll give those sentences both in Malayalam and English. He did his high school somewhere in north India. so his Malayalam was a bit funny.]
He:[Malayalam]iyaal, iyaal... ente computeril.... undallo
He:You.. You are there... In my computer..
I was like..!! Me!! In his computer!!
HE:[Malayalam] athe, ningalude photo ente computeril undu. ente chechiyude birthday party photosil.
He:yeah your photo is there in my computer. You are there in my sister's birthday party photos.
I sighed..hoo.. I got it. But I forgot her name.
Me: What is your sister's name?
He: Sharanya
Me: Her marriage is over?
He: Yes
Me to Sadu: Sharanya is working with Vikas' roommates. They celebrated her birthday in Vikas' flat. They invited me.
HE:[Malayalam] pakshe... Chechi paranjathu.... ningale ariyilla ennu aaanallo....
HE:But my sister told that she doesn't know you.
My eyes started rolling in opposite directions. I couldn't look at fazil. Shareef sat as he didn't understand anything.
HE: Chechi paranjathu..... ningal.. valinju kayari vanna aaro aanennanu.
He: But she told that you were a party crasher!
Fazil covered his face. Shareef laughed. I got it. Its over. I cant help it. They will kill me tonight.
ME: Whhaaatttt.. It was me who arranged all those decorations and cakes. She even talked to me!
I don't remember what happened after that. I don't remember paying the bill and all. Fazil had already started making fun of me. Shareef somehow understand it all and started laughing.
I couldn't do anything. But they could do everything. And they did. Before I reach my room I got call from Nibul.
"Roomie heard u are going to all the parties in Bangalore without invitations. Especially girls. And u also pose for photos?"
After sometime Vipin called.
"Hehe.. hehe... Hehe.. I heard... Birthday party.. hehe"..
Grr... I got mad. But there was no escape. Seeing me Yakub sung the song "Where is the party tonight" at every place. Bus stop, hotel everywhere.
The boy, his name is Sarath, don't know any of these. poor boy. I'm not angry with him but with his sister. because its our flat. she came there and calling me a party crasher? I went there after cheriyan called me. Usually I don't go to any programs. :( I really wanted to kill her [huhh not really.. she was just being a "girl". she cant help it.]
So
Think before attending any parties!
And don't pose for any photos. If u do, make sure the birthday boy/girl knows u well. :)
Note: This is published just for fun. Its just something that can happen to anybody. It doesn't mean to hurt anyone referred in the post. I request everyone to take it as fun. Thank you.
Update:
After sometime sadu asked me it was really me who brought the cake and all?
I replied: "No man. What else I could say at that time? As if I 've no other work to do, to bring her a cake!
Well the answer is "supplies" or in full form "supplementary exams of my B.tech"
The reason for sadness is I've to write it again and if I failed I wont get my degree and no good job in near future. The reason for happiness is that I can see all my friends there. So I love all supply seasons.
Well. The following story happened in such a lovely supply season. The latest one.
As usual I woke up at 10am and was going for breakfast at Sabu's shop. Sadu(fazil) and Shareef was coming back from the shop and told me there is no food or tea. Then I joined with them to another hotel. As we were talking and eating rubber poratta and fish curry one of fazil's friend[I dont know his name. Sadu calls him "Thala"] came and sat with us.
At that time a nice girl passed the shop. Seeing me staring at her fazil asked me.
"What is this pshycho[yeah that's wot they call me.] You were in Bangalore and staring girls like this here in kuttippuram?"
I replied that in Bangalore I was full time with Machines[computers] and hardly see a girl there. [of course. A bit exaggerated]. And we continued talking bla bla. Then some of Thala's friends came to us and started talking with him.
This time one of them was standing near me gave me a puzzled look. After doing some gestures with hand he asked me..
[He talked to me in Malayalam I'll give those sentences both in Malayalam and English. He did his high school somewhere in north India. so his Malayalam was a bit funny.]
He:[Malayalam]iyaal, iyaal... ente computeril.... undallo
He:You.. You are there... In my computer..
I was like..!! Me!! In his computer!!
HE:[Malayalam] athe, ningalude photo ente computeril undu. ente chechiyude birthday party photosil.
He:yeah your photo is there in my computer. You are there in my sister's birthday party photos.
I sighed..hoo.. I got it. But I forgot her name.
Me: What is your sister's name?
He: Sharanya
Me: Her marriage is over?
He: Yes
Me to Sadu: Sharanya is working with Vikas' roommates. They celebrated her birthday in Vikas' flat. They invited me.
HE:[Malayalam] pakshe... Chechi paranjathu.... ningale ariyilla ennu aaanallo....
HE:But my sister told that she doesn't know you.
My eyes started rolling in opposite directions. I couldn't look at fazil. Shareef sat as he didn't understand anything.
HE: Chechi paranjathu..... ningal.. valinju kayari vanna aaro aanennanu.
He: But she told that you were a party crasher!
Fazil covered his face. Shareef laughed. I got it. Its over. I cant help it. They will kill me tonight.
ME: Whhaaatttt.. It was me who arranged all those decorations and cakes. She even talked to me!
I don't remember what happened after that. I don't remember paying the bill and all. Fazil had already started making fun of me. Shareef somehow understand it all and started laughing.
I couldn't do anything. But they could do everything. And they did. Before I reach my room I got call from Nibul.
"Roomie heard u are going to all the parties in Bangalore without invitations. Especially girls. And u also pose for photos?"
After sometime Vipin called.
"Hehe.. hehe... Hehe.. I heard... Birthday party.. hehe"..
Grr... I got mad. But there was no escape. Seeing me Yakub sung the song "Where is the party tonight" at every place. Bus stop, hotel everywhere.
The boy, his name is Sarath, don't know any of these. poor boy. I'm not angry with him but with his sister. because its our flat. she came there and calling me a party crasher? I went there after cheriyan called me. Usually I don't go to any programs. :( I really wanted to kill her [huhh not really.. she was just being a "girl". she cant help it.]
So
Think before attending any parties!
And don't pose for any photos. If u do, make sure the birthday boy/girl knows u well. :)
Note: This is published just for fun. Its just something that can happen to anybody. It doesn't mean to hurt anyone referred in the post. I request everyone to take it as fun. Thank you.
Update:
After sometime sadu asked me it was really me who brought the cake and all?
I replied: "No man. What else I could say at that time? As if I 've no other work to do, to bring her a cake!
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