Long days stretch ahead as I look out of the window and sigh at the merciful thoughts of continuous increments in these kind of days gone by. Apart from the deriliously hectic schedule set by the 'do all for the best' people at college, there is precious little left to be put into these days. No wonder in such an environment, even the darkest of all beacons seem to be like a merry blast of warm sunshine. One such craze spreading like bushfire among friends is one of the latest from the arsenal of EA Sports- Cricket 2007.
Now I used to play the game in the good ol' school days, my mom was really never happy about it. "Can you find anything more lethargic?" Her tirade was unending. Well either her iterations etched the words on my subconcious self, or now I really do see her point, the culmination being that I no longer count myself among the followers of the game, let alone being a fan! But as they say, once a lion, always a lion. When everyone around me started going ga-ga about the game, I decided to give it a shot myself.
The game though moderately enjoyable, seems to be riding upon the wave of despair created by the thunderous placement & training cell of our college. One can see that people have worked hard on it, yet you cannot help but notice some glaring fallouts from the 'turf, willow and leather' form of the game. And I would dare to say that these don't look very lucrative in a country driven to the levels of insanity over the issue.
After playing the game, I kinda drifted down a reverie of old thoughts. Meandering through these often familiar streets, I gasped when a realisation hit me. Before Cricket 2007, my last sojourn in this sector would have to be when we had bought our first desktop back home...Cricket 97. Oh my gosh! Ten real human years have actually past...hmm I guess I'll have to go to bed today with a headache and the memoirs I have just discovered to ponder upon.
Chao..
PS.What I would like to know is what, if anything, the guys at EA sports are doing about the peculiarities their games have trademarked when being played on a laptop?
Cannibal taste buds!
The news that shocked the nation. Dubbed by the media as 'India's darkest crime ever', the inhuman act of abduction and murder of innocent and young bodies by the two accused has caught the nation unawares. The details remain blurry but what has surfaced is enough for people to proclaim "What kind of a vile creature would perform such a hineous act?" As skeletons after skeletons are being extracted from the slush in the backyard of the accused and the yet uncertain motivational hand swings from organ trade to sexual molestation to cannibalism, anger and disbelief is rife in the heart and minds of the common people. Details of this ghastly crime can be found here.
The media, meanwhile, is having a hay day with stories of past serial killers, dug from the deep archives of yesteryear's newspapers. One interesting piece I came across is the taste of human flesh as documented by a New York Times reporter William Buehler Seabrook, for purely research purposes:
"It was like good, fully developod veal, not young, but not yet beef. It was not like any other meat I have ever tasted....It was mild, good meat with no other sharply defined or characteristic taste such as for instance, goat, high game, and pork have. The steak was slightly tougher than prime veal, a little stringy, but not too tough or stringy to be agreeable edible."
mmm...sounds tasty, doesn't it?
The media, meanwhile, is having a hay day with stories of past serial killers, dug from the deep archives of yesteryear's newspapers. One interesting piece I came across is the taste of human flesh as documented by a New York Times reporter William Buehler Seabrook, for purely research purposes:
"It was like good, fully developod veal, not young, but not yet beef. It was not like any other meat I have ever tasted....It was mild, good meat with no other sharply defined or characteristic taste such as for instance, goat, high game, and pork have. The steak was slightly tougher than prime veal, a little stringy, but not too tough or stringy to be agreeable edible."
mmm...sounds tasty, doesn't it?
MAN WHO MOVED A MOUNTAIN, literally!
I was reading the Times of India, when my eyes fell on an interesting article which was shouting out to me: "Put me up on your blog for Christ's sake!". I had no other option but to oblige and I do so with no regrets whatsoever.
"Gahlor Ghati (Gaya): Over four decades ago, a frail landless farmer got hold of a chisel and a hammer and decided to change the face of this village nestled in the rocky hills of Gaya. Dashrath Manjhi tore open a 300-feet high hill to create a one-km passage.
Manjhi knew it would be easier to move a mountain than an apathetic government. He knew writing to the powers-that-be would only leave the hill tied in red tape. Instead, Manjhi, then in his early 20s, took up a chisel and hammered at the rocks for 22 years.
This feat, part of local folklore now, stemmed from Manjhi's love for his wife. For, when she slipped off the rocks while getting food for him as he worked in a field beyond the hill and broke her ankle, it became a burning passion to tame the formidable hills that virtually cut his village off from civilisation....
....He shifted his hut close to the hill so he could work all day and night, chipping away, little by little. "I did not even bother to eat," he says.
With most of the cultivable lands and shops across the hill, villagers had to cross it many times a day, braving dangers.
It was after 10 years that people began to notice a change in the shape of the hill. Instead of a defiant rockface, the hill seemed to have a depression in the middle. Climbing it became a little easier. "All those who had called me mad began to quietly watch me work. Some even chipped in," he recollects.
In 1982, twenty-two years after he had started out, Manjhi walked through a clear flat passage - about 16-feet wide - to the other side of the hill...."
Literary review.
Hey people!
The past week was at home and was cleaning out my room when I came across a memorable piece of paper. I thought why not make a soft copy and so here I am.
Back in school I got a couple of months off after board exams. I was totally into reading back then(not that now am not), and thus kept a track of what I read that summer....here it is:
More posts coming soon!
The past week was at home and was cleaning out my room when I came across a memorable piece of paper. I thought why not make a soft copy and so here I am.
Back in school I got a couple of months off after board exams. I was totally into reading back then(not that now am not), and thus kept a track of what I read that summer....here it is:
- Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens (Abridged)
- King Solomon's mines - Sir Rider Haggard (Abridged)
- Treasure Island - Robert Lewis Stevenson (Unabridged)
- Silas Marner - George Elliot (Unabridged)
- The memoirs of Sherlock Homes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (Collection)
- Twenty thousand leagues under the sea - Jules Verne (Unabridged)
- Frankestien or The Modern Prometheus - Mary Shelley (Unabridged)
- The first men in the moon - H.G. Wells (Unabridged)
- The hound of the Baskervilles - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (Abridged)
- The Time Machine - Herbert George Wells (Unabridged)
- The Professor - Charlotte Bronte (Unabridged)
- Night of the Leopard - Ruskin Bond (Abridged)
- The War of the Worlds - H.G. Wells (Unabridged)
- Dracula - Bram Stoker (Unabridged)
More posts coming soon!
Hilarious paradox...at least for me.
Aloha!
As many of you know, I have a chronic disorder- unnamed yet, but from what I have found, quite
prevalent. I just can't resist a good book. :)
Anyways I came across a rather curious piece of text and would like all of you to read it:
"By using or reading any part of this PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm
etext, you indicate that you understand, agree to and accept
this "Small Print!" statement. If you do not, you can receive
a refund of the money (if any) you paid for this etext by
sending a request within 30 days of receiving it to the person
you got it from. If you received this etext on a physical
medium (such as a disk), you must return it with your request."
Just made me wonder about the paradox of informing a person that by reading this text, he/she agrees to and accepts something. C'mon people, what if the person does'nt agree?
As many of you know, I have a chronic disorder- unnamed yet, but from what I have found, quite
prevalent. I just can't resist a good book. :)
Anyways I came across a rather curious piece of text and would like all of you to read it:
"By using or reading any part of this PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm
etext, you indicate that you understand, agree to and accept
this "Small Print!" statement. If you do not, you can receive
a refund of the money (if any) you paid for this etext by
sending a request within 30 days of receiving it to the person
you got it from. If you received this etext on a physical
medium (such as a disk), you must return it with your request."
Just made me wonder about the paradox of informing a person that by reading this text, he/she agrees to and accepts something. C'mon people, what if the person does'nt agree?
MY LOVE, MY LIFE
There was a time
I worked in a gold mine,
toiling hard through the day
sleping harder at night
earning my daily bread
and a bottle of wine.
Then one day
stumbled upon a diamond did I
held it against
my puny lamp's eye
and gaped awestruck,
at the bedazzling light.
No sleep that night
as I pondered upon
what was writ for me
on the sands of time.
Worthless for sure, I assumed.
No golden sparkle could I find.
Precious nevertheless,
held me mesmerised.
I treasured it the most
kept it near my heart.
Lose it I would not
it was mine, it was mine...
Life went on
as it had in the past
albeit with a difference.
Merry was my soul
tranquil my mind
Heart brimming with
a warmth deep inside.
Started appreciatin'
ye mother nature,
her fresh smells and merry sounds
wafting through the shaft
to my working ground.
I saw the yellow sun,
purple haze and the blue sky
Heard the melodious sparrow
singing merrily on a
beautiful birch aisle.
I smelled the soil,
the greens and the mire,
all by lusting upon
this work of art, my pride.
Alas! Vile villainies
of the finger of fate,
split my breast and ripped my heart
tore me from limb to limb
and took me apart.
It wrested my beauty, my love,
snatched it,
and left me helpless.
Hapless and naked
dragged on did I,
hoping to be reunited,
trusting my chaste love
for the only thing of beauty
ever known have I.
Survived those wretched times
not alone did I.
Had the luscious company
of the days gone by,
of the time when I
had my love and my life
by my side.
It has kept me warm an' bright
and am smiling all the time
feeling that beautiful art of nature
trasured in my heart, in my mind.
When I dream at night
I see the love of my life,
drink its warmth
and lust in its light.
My hands reach out
and caress it right,
the thing of beauty
my personal delight!
And if the face of fate
should indeed upon me smile,
all I want, all I wish
is for my love to be mine.
To hold it in my arms,
to bathe in its light,
and to hold on to it again
with all my might.
Phew! Finally wrote a poem years after my previous one. Hope its upto the standard. It really is a special one and would really like some comments.
See you later.
Wear it, Wear these !
Hey ppl,
Since the World AIDS Day just past, I thought that as a law-abiding citizen of the world, I should do my bit of spreadin' awareness.
Well getting straight to the point, AIDS or Acquired Immuno..blah blah blah....c'mon, you all know this shit...so here's somethin different:
Probably the best way of avoiding AIDS is protection and that means "USE CONDOMS". Now it is definitely no good if packets gather the sands of time in medical stores while youngsters have unprotected sex just because they are too shy to go and ask for a damn condom. So as an awareness program, people are encouraged to look at this latex piece as a commodity without feeling awkward. Here I provide snaps of a couple of beautiful dresses making the above point.
I think you might have guessed/deduced. If not, both dresses are made entirely of condoms!
Chao.
Since the World AIDS Day just past, I thought that as a law-abiding citizen of the world, I should do my bit of spreadin' awareness.
Well getting straight to the point, AIDS or Acquired Immuno..blah blah blah....c'mon, you all know this shit...so here's somethin different:
Probably the best way of avoiding AIDS is protection and that means "USE CONDOMS". Now it is definitely no good if packets gather the sands of time in medical stores while youngsters have unprotected sex just because they are too shy to go and ask for a damn condom. So as an awareness program, people are encouraged to look at this latex piece as a commodity without feeling awkward. Here I provide snaps of a couple of beautiful dresses making the above point.
I think you might have guessed/deduced. If not, both dresses are made entirely of condoms!
Chao.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)