Looking Out the Window..

She’s sitting on the street and watching our feet

She wants to be a star, she wants a flashy cars…
She's so happy nobody really knows her,
Her chances of becoming a star are really dim

I see her everyday…. everyday in the morning
And now it’s raining without no warning….

I ran out to see her…it was still pouring,
I guess she’s gone…. To someplace far away,
I ran all over… all over asking everyone…

Then the rain stopped I looked into the shops,
I saw this girl and she was there,sipping her coffee or whatever she had...
My Guardian Angel...
REST IN PEACE.....

Jai Hind

PROUD TO BE AN INDIAN,BUT NOT VERY PROUD OF THE THINGS THAT HAPPEN IN THE COUNTRY...


There was a Bomb Hoax in the INDIAN Parliament today,these Hoaxes are getting a bit outta hand,but the Bright side is,India's Chances of winning a GOLD Medal in the 2008 OLYMPICS jus went from Minus 1.2 Billion to 100...After the bomb Hoax.. u shud have seen em parliamentarians RUN... they set record time!!! Some of them were faster than FLO jo and PT USHA.... yep,they are being considered for the Arjuna award...Maybe this is what they call "A RUN FOR THE MONEY THEY SWINDLED??"..

Another Intresting story..

The Lower house had a DEBATE on the NATWAR issue,An Isssue Most of the Indians Give a damn about!!!

Attendance in the Lower House for this ISSUE :100 PERCENT.

Storms in Tamil Nadu,Hundred's Homeless,water everywhere,
Flooded Streets,No Electricity in most of the cities,Literally left the state Devastated...

Attendance in Parliament for this ISSUE: 20 PERCENT.

A TRIP TO THE TAJ MAHAL :Rs 15,000

A TRIP TO THE POLLING BOOTH AND VOTING FOR THE MOST CORRUPT CONTESTANT TO THE INDIAN LOWER HOUSE :Rs 250 CRORES APPROX.

REGRETTING THAT DECISION FOR THE NEXT FIVE YEARS:PRICELESS

THERE ARE SOME MOMENTS THAT MONEY CAN'T BUY,FOR EVERYTHING ELSE THERE'S ......


Mera Bharath Mahan

Jai Hind..

Metamorphosis

People fall outta love all the time,i mean u dont fall out of love per se,
but the love u feel for people changes...

There are many diff types of love
filial, parental, platonic, friendship, dependence, passion,security..
All have different shades and sometimes these shades change,
The love doesnt go away it just evolves or metamorphosis.

When I look back on what we had someday,
I know I will still have a reason to smile...

CHEERS

Ramblings of An Alcoholic~~~

Sleep !!!! The devil is lookin for his successor,
I'm hiding deep inside my thoughts, not letting my evil thoughts
get the better of me.

This does not make any sense to me,my mind wanders like the bedouin in the desert,
and wants to reach a place called nowhere.....

The Man who knew Infinity.......

Srinivasan Ramanujan
1887-1920

He was tutored by the great English mathematician G.H. Hardy.
Together they collaborated on numerous papers which startled the worlds leading. mathem’cians
When Hardy was asked ‘What was your greatest discovery?’ He replied Ramanujan.
When Hardy visited Ramanujan during his illness he remarked that the number of the Taxi cab was 1729 a rather dull number and hoped it was not a bad omen..
‘No Hardy’ said Ramanujan. ‘It is the smallest number that expresses the sum of two cubes in two different ways---1729 = 12^3 + 1^3 = 10^3 + 9^3.



12*12*12=1728

1*1*1=1=1


10*10*10=1000

9*9*9=729

V for VODKA!

If the ocean was made of vodka and I were a duck,

I would swim to the bottom and never come up.

But since the ocean isnt vodka and

Im not a duck,

Just hand me the bottle and shut the f**k up.

im too bored to type this again!!

Mon Premier Baiser!!!!

"I hear the drizzle of the rain...Like a memory it falls
Soft and warm continuing...Tapping on my roof and walls.
And from the shelter of my mind.....Through the window of my eyes
I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets."

To England where my heart lies........""Paul Simon

"6 O five Am"Damn the Alarm,I hate this Contraption,
I hate it for Two reasonS,

A)Coz of the Stoopid noise it makes,before and after announcing the time,
B)And Because My Friend Gave it to me,Coz she thinks I have no sense of time.

I had to Run to the SHower,Its Pretty Freezing at 6 am and And Standing Under the SHower
is not the Greatest of Pleasures....
The Reason i do it Religiously is coz i told her i'd be at the PARK by 6 35 Am,
No not the PARK hotel,the PARK like the park,the one with Trees,Morning Walkers,
Grass(naaa not that Grass)!!!!
My Father always told me Never to Keep a lady waiting,She would be there waiting for me!!

OR so i thouhgt!!!!! I was there by 6:50... But i guess her father never told her,NOT to keep a man waiting....
I have never ever in my Life waited so Patiently for Anyone,and definetly not in A PARK AT 7 AM!!!!
Finallly..... She came,With a big Smile and looked so damn Cute in her jammies,I couldnt say a word!!
I smiled Back and greeted her with a hug,this PROCESS was RepeAted for 3 WEEKS!!!!!!
I remember the first kiss.. or almost the first kiss, i was almost there and she turned around and said " ur gonna kiss me right" Pooofff there went the moment like an atom bomb it took me a long time after that... But gudia..(she hates that name:)
My first love..and i really can't write her name here..tsk tsk!!!
She was a doll!!!! :)

After three Sleepless weeks, i said those three MAGIC words..and thing changed!!!:D
GOOODDD I LOVED that gal... Too sad she'll ne'er come back!! Bt i hope she gets the best of everything in Life! I acted like such a jerk... I must say i
had the time of my Life.. I HAVE NO COMPLAINTS ON ANY FRONT.
I thank her for giving me the best moments and at time the best Breakfast of my life...

Thanks Bybe

"So when I see you next we'll make the most of it,Tell the sun to start moving again,
The taste of your kiss I still got on my lips,And ill take you there with me......"

The Unauthorized Biography:

There are three distinct, yet overlapping phases of recovery.
We go through each phase no matter what the loss.
The only difference is the intensity of the feeling, and duration.

The First stage is shock\denial\numbness.

The Second stage is fear\anger\depression.

The Third stage is understanding\acceptance\moving on.

This is a lifetime of goodbyes, as we continue with life
We will say goodbye to cherished and sometimes the not so Cherished people,things and ideas,we must learn to say a good good-bye.

It hurts sometimes but a glass shot of vodka sure does make you feel good :)...

When an Emotional injury takes place, the body begins a process as natural as the healing Of a physical wound.

Let this process happen. Trust that nature will do the healing, Know that the pain will pass and, When it passes,

you will be stronger, Happier, more sensitive and aware.

I jus like WRIting INTENSE stuff or so called intense stuff...

HAPPY HOURS :
HOW DRUNK HAVE YOU BEEN?

Buzzed: is after a few ounces of alcohol or a few bottles of beer, when you can FEEL the alcohol in ur veins, and when you can drive reasonably well, when you can remember your mobile number and when u can still use the indicator a viper controls with getting confused…

Inebriated: this is when my FEELING starts to get GOOOODDD, i tend to be nice to people my driving skills go from bad to worse and at this is the point I handover my keys next most sober person…. your judgments are clouded and when you think your Ex Gf is a DOLL!!
(Though this changes quickly).

Drunk: this is when I start thinking if sly stallone can drive a race car on a freeway (driven), I can drive a normal car after a few rounds of whiskey! This is the time when the most boring person in the group sounds interesting, this is the time when profanity is WORD of the day!

Fuc**d in Two: This is when, my super human skills come to the fore, im all set,
With Underwear on my pants, spiderweb on my hands, the bat mobile ready and waiting for me. And at this point im confused, I don’t know I should crawl, fly or drive,
I feel invincible, and no one can stop me, not the police, not the army NOT EVEN MY MOTHER!!
A point where I see no LIGHT, NO TOYOTA' QUALIS intercepters with fat pot bellied sleepy policemen standing around it, NO SPEED SIGNS,zebra crossings or rabid dogs running across the road... its jus ME at the wheel....
I DON’T KNOW WHAT IM SAYING, I don’t even know if im saying something!!

Abhisheked: THE NIRVANA stage on the Drunk scale…
A stage when I when I cant find my car keys, it takes me 20 mins to turn on the computer, the time when I want to call my ex Gf for all the wrong reasons.

The Other Things i can do :

*Make loud, obnoxious noises and brag about my achievements..

*Start fights with small UN armed people.

*Claim I can do things, which when sober I cant even explain.

*Get angry with my house keys cause they won't open the door..

*Throw the damn keys away….

*Spend the next 90 mins searching for those damned keys..

*Have long conversations over unimportant topics, topics I would give a shit about when I was sober…

BLACK OUT!!!