Musithetics

I popped into Haze, a blues bar, today. I had an office mate coming over along with his guitar teacher. Lets refer to the teacher as G. Now G happens to be a blues man. He happens to be so a blues man that he starts de-constructing every song that's being played. 'Okay a fifth bar, three -- 12 bar'. This struck me as extremely sad. Imagine listening to music as a mathematical equation! What is the point of listening to it at all then?

Reletivity

A couple of days back I was sitting in office and doing something i dislike; namely work. As complete concentration has always eluded me, I was thinking and muttering and cribbing (if we could read peoples thoughts, we'd find that all of us are deranged lunatics!). While I was cribbing, I was hit by a thought so powerful that I had to stop for a while (not that I had any qualms about stopping). The thought gentle reader was this. Up to college, we mark our time in years but as we start working, our time frames shrink to a week. We live our lives in weeks instead of years. I am now 40 weeks old.

Wise Words

This I had to post! My fortune today at orkut was this:

"You have an unusual equipment for success, use it properly"

Woo hoo!! ;)

Ticky Tacky

This is the view from my office cafeteria window every morning. Such a depressing thing to watch every morning. Reminds me of the Little Boxes song.

Little boxes made of Ticky Tacky
Little boxes all the same...

and to think that I come all packed in one of these boxes every(week)day is so disheartening!

Pulling teeth

Well a wisdom tooth at that! Last Wednesday, I woke up and found I couldn't open my jaw as well I was used to. Being a lazy bum that I am, I chose to ignore it. But after an entire day of living on fluids, as I couldn't get anything in my mouth besides a straw, I went to the dentist. Now mister dentist told me I'm getting a bumper crop of wisdom teeth. Two for the agony of well.... five hundred twenty two thousand!! This had two repercussions. The significant dent it made in my pocket (thereby forcing me to cancel my flans for the maiden gig Gaaaah!!!!) and the impending pain. It's wednesday today and I'm one wisdom tooth less and in some real annoying pain. Gaaah hate you fucking wisdom tooth!! Curses!!

Procrastination.... yummy....

 

This is a test blog post to see if I can shirk work while at work! So if you see this post here, then know this, I am blogging from my office hoo haa haaaa!

Any bugger you like

Dear friends,
Our honorable president period ends by 2007. He had been informed not
to continue. Some youngsters of INDIA set a site given below for
requesting the Indian government to extend his period for the next
five years. If you are willing Dr.APJ to continue as president can
enter their support in that website. Hurry UP. Please forward it to
all Indians.

http://www.petitiononline.com/apj/

plz help!!!!!!

DONT THINK THAT SOMEONE ELSE SHALL VOTE...

U DO UR DUTY 1ST....

I WS SHOCKED TO SEE ONLY 113719 VOTES

With our population being in more than 100 crores !!

I recently came across this email. Now my rant is composed of two parts. I shall begin with the first one now.

Why APJ?

Why is the Indian diaspora enchanted with the guy? He's a president for god's sake a figurehead without any real power. So it doesn't matter if it is APJ or Late and honourable Phoolan Devi. I can recall that when APJ's was elected the president, the media went wild. His being muslim and the possessor of long hair became a serious topic of discussion. People were actually asked that if a long haired president really different? According to the article 74 of the Indian Constitution, "[a] council of ministers to aid and advise the President who shall, in exercise of his functions, act in accordance with such advice" Rendering the much coveted Mr Kalam quite useless. Infact the world speaks to us in symbols. Pink Floyd gave us the answer to the president question quite a while back if you make a subtle change to one of their songs. Just change colour to bugger. And the president can be any colour you like.
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What are these online petitions anyhow?

I mean who the hell reads them? The governments surely don't neither, I think, the people who matter. So who reads (and subsequently forwards) them? Having done the same on a previous occasion, I can assure you that it is a pathetic loser who reads and forwards this stuff. A poor little sod who knows he is helpless but wants to do the proverbial something to make a difference. Difference.. yeah right. Jackass... phbbt
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