Tuesday, July 30, 2002

Train of thot and Cycle of Sorts.
Fake Raybans says:
hi
Fake Raybans says:
balaji
Fake Raybans says:
so what if he
Fake Raybans says:
drunkoctopus
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stuffedsquid
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coltishclam
Fake Raybans says:
muscledmussel
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billions of blistering barnacles
Fake Raybans says:
fascist
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mata hari
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mudwrestleer
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wiley coyote
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road runner
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beepbeep
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holyzillionelectricimpulses
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lost case
Fake Raybans says:
going now
Fake Raybans says:
hi

Monday, July 29, 2002

I am to conforming to my comforts.

Sunday, July 28, 2002

This Oddity has just rediscovered blogging and she is getting good at it.
Hmm, seems more like she is rediscovering a herself with a lot of josh more than just blogging.

Havent read the whole thing, when I posted it, started off well so thot its a good thing to have on the dumping ground.

The Invitation
by Oriah Mountain Dreamer

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.

It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain! I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, "Yes!"

It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

Friday, July 26, 2002

Disorder Rating Information
Paranoid: Low
Schizoid: Low
Schizotypal: Low
Antisocial: Low
Borderline: Low
Histrionic: High
Narcissistic: Moderate
Avoidant: Low
Dependent: Low
Obsessive-Compulsive: Low

The Disorder Test

Wednesday, July 24, 2002

Many live in the ivory tower called reality; they never venture on the open sea of thought.
-Francois Gautier, journalist (1950- )

Monday, July 22, 2002

How can People make ads like that? nd how can people allow ads to be displayed like this? FREE for $5 are people nutttttttttttttsssssssss???? that too for love advice on the phone:
Worst thing is if I start getting referral bonus from this image


Imagine a conversation:
Tom: Hi
Tom: ask me some questions babe? what do you expect me to rattle off everything?
Lisa; Please state your name after the beep.
Tom: Tom
Lisa; Please input your credit card number and expiry date after the beep
Tom: **** **** **** **** **** (Even bloody toms credit card number is safe here)
Lisa: Hi Tom, I am Lisa, I am a system generated virtual entity, who will help you in any way you want.
Tom:Wow, dint that sound cool, which school did you go to?
Lisa: What is your sun sign?
Tom: eh? Ask me soemthing about my love life? Ask me something about my girl? Ask me how it is going?
Lisa: if you have already said your sun sign please press the pound sign?
Tom: You are not listening babe, I have this girlfriend, from work, she is sucha bitch, she never lets me watch TV.
Lisa: if you have already said your sun sign please press the pound sign?
Tom: What the hell is wrong with you? ok have it your way, my sun sign is cancer
Lisa: You are experiecing discord in your love life Tom (Obviously you nut case or else you wouldnt call), but with your good and gracious attitude to life, you will tide over on everything.
Tom: Thats a good start, I like you Lisa, you are the only person who seems to understand me in the world. Can we meet up sometime?
Lisa: Your time for the free $5 phone advice has expired.
Tom: What so fast? But good you helped me have closure with my girl friend, so we were talking about meeting up
Lisa: Please press the pound sign to debit $100 from your credit card.
Tom: $100, what the hell for? Is that like advance for meeting with you/ What is this an escort service? (you have to be politically correct on the phone, cant say prostitution and all that, opps did I just say it? doesnt matter I am not on phone).
Lisa: Tom, please press the pound sign to debit $100 from your credit card to continue talking to me
Tom: So what about meeting up and hangin out, getting a beer....
Lisa: Your call is being disconnected
Tom: Bitch, gimme your home phone number atleast?
Lisa: beep beep beep beep beep

Sunday, July 21, 2002

Just did an IQ test and my IQ was 133 and I was thought to be an Visionay philosopher... I never like these tests befroe but now, it all suddenly makes sense :-))

Saturday, July 20, 2002

Stagnation is not about stopping, it is about going round and round in circles - and the worst part is that you never realize you've stagnated. Circling gives you the impression of movement...oh hell!
- Babe under the helmet

I think the way I live is interesting, but my life aint... Tell me, hows yours?

Friday, July 19, 2002

.... and I cried
I liked to feel the tears on my cheeks,
I love when the tears flow all the way down my cheeks, my chin, or rest on my lips or fall on my chest...
I never try to stop them in between, never wipe them off,
I love it when after they dry out they burn my skin
I love it when I can feel the loaded drop just tumbling down
I love it when I can see clearer when I cry
I guess theres a push as well,
If the tear is to small, I guess I cry more to let it go on for some more distance down the cheek

Does it seem as though I like crying?
I do love it when I cry, thats one feeling which comes very very rarely to a boringly happy person like me, so I treasure and try to remember how it felt.
When I was an adolescent I cried once and the tears fell on a paper, I preserved that crumpled peice of paper and its one of my treasured possessions, its just not the tears its the reason, my thoughts that the tears represent.

Thursday, July 18, 2002

"I am not in this world to live up to your expectations, and you are not in this world to live up to mine. You are you. And I am I. I do my thing, and you do your thing....and when we meet, it's beautiful" - Fritz Perls

One of the poems that a profilic poet and a friend of mine wrote a few years back during an operations research class while doing problems on Linear programming.

Am like a horse in a stable
feeling all fit and able
get my meals on time
Can sleep when I want to.

Then I dream about
the horses in the wild
can feel the breeze on my mane
and the tingle on my hide
dream about the absence of shackles
wild grass everywhere
snorting and galloping breezong through the days.

I wake up to see
the fence in my stable
know it can be crosseded being physically able
I think of the security
the meals on time and luxury life
and how I need to be more mentally able....

Wednesday, July 17, 2002

My MSN nicks are as dynamic as me, lets do some analysis on how the transformation from So what If he to Dotted line:

Dotted Line
Moonstruck moon mad guy
Untitled
Jack the stripper
Krack jack the stripper
Ignoramus
Sidey guy
Somnambulist Sprinter
Spaced out
Pop up window
Existentialist Dreamer
Drunkoctopus

Dont remember the others will add on as and when I use them. Do you have any suggestions?

Did you ever makie a gaffe whcih keeps coming back to haunt every time something related to that gaffe pops up?
Today i was making some calls and I was talking to a client thinking that he was from some other company and after 15 mins of conversation and intense piching i realised that I was ( i am stamping my feet vigorously as I write this, reflex action to stupidity) talking to another company, when the head of that company asked what was this other company that I kept referring to? I had to do this big balancing act as tho my ass was hanging by a cobweb but did that succesfully avoiding further conversation on this issue.

There are a few events which make me react with a "aaarrrggghhhh" at a mere mention of them and they come as fleeting thoughts and always end with a knowing smile on my face, a knowledge of my stupidity.

Blast Kills Three Pro-govt Militants in Anantnag: What the hell is a pro-government militant? Last I heard of their ilk was in Indonesia, who the hell are they?

Monday, July 15, 2002

cool
nice
good
neat
hmm
yes
:-)
;-)
:D
lol
hehe
haha
brb
gimme a sec
on phone
jam

Can we move on from all these and communicate for a change?
X: why the hell did you put up all this crap on the blog?
Me: Donno, just felt like compiling the most oft used words/terms on chat, so just did
X: Your boss needs to have a tab on what you do in office
Me: hehe.

I guess I run along my life looking for various different sights running on a neat track. Only if I run off the track would I see something new, I have to realise that sometime.
Have to take a pick between life of excitement and a life of Stability.
Have to take a pick to be either Vivian or Edward.

Saturday, July 13, 2002

Indians won.
It was crazy to see, how the tight lipped english dont even applaud their own and the stupid indians boo the host countries team right in the heart of london. no wonder their so much anti-asian feeling in UK.
Coming to my all time favorite topic (It does make good conversation at coffee tables, playing a non-conformist is fun) the non-nationalist... The reason that people who dont even know the so-called epithets (I think this word fits into the context, but if it doesnt feel free replace it something appropriate) of nationalism like National Anthem or states in ur country or waist line of the Prime Minister or Official vegetable.... But the usual occasions for the fount of nationalism and Bharat Mata ki jais burst out is when people want to have fun in large numbers, kill a large number of people, and become heroes or people want to crib in large numbers, or complain in large numbers, or when they can clap in large numbers in a theatre when the soldier (most probably a hero who gets a million for that act and gets a clean bath with a few babes in the tub) buries the flag staff in the grond on enemy territory...

But I have no idea why i was jumping up and down when india won the close match today... but then I remembered I did the same when Brazil won the World Cup and I did the same when Ivanisevich won and he was a croatian, so did I cheer for those 11 people or did I jump up and down for India... a country which i will leave when the time comes to look for better green backs...

Wednesday, July 10, 2002

I always expect people to reply to my mails, I am really interested in what they write, but what i immediately do, is scroll down to see what I wrote and see how good I was, and I dont like it when people dont reply coz I cant read my mail to them :-) and If i think what I wrote was really good, I cc to myself and read it later. The same is the case with chats, I am a diligent chat saver, everytime I think, I had a good (read interesting and where I did a lot of Intellectual masturbation) chat, I save it religiously.

I made this really good friend in dilli and I have saved almost all chats with her coz most of them are interesting and I had amazing fun talking to her and she did too, and I have all those chats saved by date and I have organised the long mails that we write to each other by date, an art form that i thought I lost along the way of losing friends, but she made me discover a lot of other things along with looong mail writing. and all this was a quirk of fate manufactured by MSN, I think it does a lot of profiling from our chats how else can anybody explain a request from me to her and a request to me from her, when neither ever made any request for adding.... yeah this was a quirk but ascribing some world domination conspiracy theory and feel like mel gibson hiding behind Julia Roberts (sob sob she married some photographer)...

Tuesday, July 09, 2002

Havent been blogging for sometime now with the same josh as before, I guess time has to come to rethink what I blog, or blog whats on mind right now, which will be CII project, Product Management, Indian sore ass in cricket, Vice-President, Tom Everett Scott's abs, glass shelves, oddity, CompStrat, CD-writer, komal, SERP and CEE, my new visual apparatus, the half broken toe nail, Anita bora, inkling, Scrabble with a Turn Table or in Walnut.... Did it make sense to you? will not make sense to me after sometime...

Saturday, July 06, 2002

I have been thinking of writing my normal schedule, to see how it changes over the time, somewhere on the agenda all these ays has been postponing this activity, will do sometime soon and write about yesterday, coz blogging is not quotidien for me.

I think all these big celebreties create their death, when they get bored of acheiving or trying to acheive or when the expectations of people around them, most of whom are just faces in a crowd, become too high and hinders the way they want to live life.
Example: Rajiv gandhi
Kennedy Junior
and a lot of small Businessmen and stars who fake cheat death, just so that they can live their life the way they want?
Implausible, yeah, I felt so too, just when I was writing it :-)

Thursday, July 04, 2002

You block out everything, even the sun
at its highest, hold all the stars in your hand!
If openly through - some wide open door, I
could blow like the wind to where you are...



Wednesday, July 03, 2002


ignore lame dream.


dream

i saw you in my dream. very gorgeous. i couldn't believe how lucky i was.. you chose me. it still seems a dream. i walked down the hill. little cape cod style houses smiling at my soul. i almost ran down the little hill. i stopped and turned to look at the houses.. my long trail of bridesmaids. i ran again. towards you. a tear drop and then the whole storm. i stood in front of you.. almost like cinderella, after midnight. teary-eyed. fatigued. yet so in love.

and then you said no. and i cried some more.

and then i woke up.



she: its been a while since you updated.

me: i don't have anything to write.

won't do. that excuse wont make it through anymore. life's not that boring. well, life can get boring.. but the mind's not that boring.