Friday, October 10, 2008

Can you prove that Smoking causes Tsunami??? o_O

One fine sunny day... I'm going to my Network Systems Lecture Class. I come across Mr. Pp. Well, for a short introduction, Mr. Pp is in a different branch, has the ability to Pull Legs to a dangerous level (Enough to cause "Mental Trauma" ... ) and always has enough free time to go after me... (that f###### b####### (: ) But I admire this guy again due to his amazing level of useless creativity (for which I have some use :P ). I'm yet to come across anyone else with this ability... (putting aside IS... the one who did the Bike Mata Ritual )

Mr. Pp stops me and we have the following conversation...

Mr. Pp -> Yo! Selenium... You going to do classes I see.
Me -> No, I'm going because you are free...
Mr. Pp -> OK then, I won't take too much of your time... you're a busy man and you intend to remain one the rest of your life... so Please just help me answer one question.
Me -> Go on... Shoot.
Mr. Pp -> Can you Prove that Cigarette smoking causes Tsunami??
Me -> (X_x) WTF?????
Mr. Pp -> Come on yaar... you have such storng Technical and Knowledgable mind. You can prove it.

Mr. Dg enters the Scene. He is one ultimate guy with one ultimate venoumous imagination and thoughts... as demonstrated below...

Mr. Dg -> Ah! Selenium. Nice to see that clumsy face of yours... makes me feel that there are at least some people left in this world who concentrate more on their jobs and works and not the girls who'd be impressed by them... {insert some more crap to save your own time}
Mr. Pp -> You know Dg, the sun has started rising from the west, the river ganga is flowing towards it's glacier and not towards the Bay of Bengal (Some language man... o_O ).
Mr. Dg -> Really!! What is happening here???
Mr. Pp -> See, Selenium can't prove one Statement!
Mr. Dg -> What is going here? What is it Selenium? Are you not feeling well?? Didn't you go to the toilet today??
Me -> The Statement is - "Can you prove that Cigarette smoking causes Tsunami??"
Mr. Dg -> And you can't prove this?? Come on man. You have such strong technical and knowlegeble mind. You can prove it.
Me -> I don't have time for this crap. Let me see you do it (I'm about to walk away... see, I'm more concerned about the Teacher throwing me out for coming late, over their interesting crap)
Mr. Dg -> Wait... It's not that difficult.
Me -> How?
Mr. Dg -> Well... you see... Cigarette smoking cause smoke...
Me -> Naturally it does...
Mr. Dg -> Being warm, it rises up in the atmosphere and goes near, under the ozone layer...
Me -> ...
Mr. Dg -> Having Greenhouse gases, it lets the heat pass into the atmosphere but not out. This heat touches the surface of ocean and causes the water to evaporate and form clouds and storms...
Me -> O_o
Mr. Dg -> Now, going back to the smoker and his fellow smokers on Land, their smoking generates heat apart from smoke. So that means this heat + the heat coming from the sun (that can't escape out) causes lower pressure on land than on sea where the strom clouds have formed on sea. The heat on the sea is completely wasted on evaporation process, so due to lack of heat on sea, there is higher atmospheric pressure on sea.... Now, Wind and Storm clouds move from high pressure to low pressure area. The difference in Land's Atmospheric Pressure and Sea's Atmospheric Pressure is very vast causing high velocity winds... The higher the wind velocity the greater the height of wave formed. It can be prove mathematically that this relation is exponential, so for a hurricane like wind velocity, the wave will have a height that is of a Tsunami's. Hence, we can conclude indirectly that Cigarette Smoking causes Tsunami...
Me -> (X_x) WTF was that???


This did sound logical at first... but then...

P.S. ::> Just a note... Mr. Pp and Mr. Dg are best of friends and they have near similar thinking... but really, Mr. Dg is more dangerous a guy... :)

Thursday, October 9, 2008

My times with my synth ~

I have been amazed many times in my life. I've been irritated many times in my life. But nothing has ever amazed me more than the music that comes out from a piano... and at the same time nothing as irritated me as much either.

When I got into the 2nd sem of my 11th class, my brother got himself a Guitar. He was in college that time and nothing is more popular than a Guitar among college boys (Yes, I know girls are there too... but we are for once talking pure and simple music :P ). My Dad finally decided to buy me a Keyboard for me that time, naturally after I had raised enough tantrums (enough to make me a Britney Spears Clone... -__-). I got a CASIO CTK-481 back then, which I still play now. It's not the best Keyboard out there (It's probably the worst -__- )... it's just a basic model with 61 keys, 100 tunes and 100 demo songs with an added feature of 100 accompaniment rhythms. At that time, I was totally clueless as to what music really was. At that time I was just amazed and dazed in my own world where I could play any music.

Two days later, I snap back to reality like a really tight elastic rubber hitting my face after being pulled out tightly (And that hurts...). I didn't even know where to start. Now, I was thoroughly irritated by this one Keyboard. I was never as irritated in my life as I was back then. I didn't have time to join any Keyboard classes either... so, it was just me alone.

2 Years later, I realize that I still don't know anything about music and playing the Piano. I realize that all the time, it was me who demanded a piano back then, and now I wasn't playing it, left me with a bad feeling. I was irritated again. So I finally sat down on the Internet and started digging out tutorials and related stuff about piano. I put some effort, repeat, only some effort into learning how to play. While reading the tutorials, I was once again amazed at the simplicity of things in music. Then I had some help from my brother as well. Add to that some of the "Demo songs" in my synth taught me how to play some songs.

4 years Later and in the present time, I'm once again amazed. From the frustration that ate me 2 years ago, to sheer happiness I feel while playing some of my favourite tunes on the synth... It was a slow journey. But when I think about it, it was just as amazing too. I still sometimes think how happy I was when I was finally able to play "Canon in D" by Paschelbel with both my hands. That time I was happy and amazed... over myself. (I know how to play good piano without ever taking any classes or coaching from anyone in real life ^__^ )

Today I'm still not that good at piano cause I don't practice everyday. I just touch my synth one or two times a week to play some songs that I want to play, and that's what I've been doing for the past two years too. For now, things seem to go fine with me and my synth.

Here in I post a pic of what my synth is really like :

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Blogger is like Nature...

Today in the evening, I just thought about my blog. How I leave it without posting much in it while there are thousands of bloggers around me that go on posting everyday. Should anyone assume that I'm not serious about my blog or don't like writing blogs and just have one for the sake of it? Or maybe because my friends have blogs too, so I thought of having one too?

My blog is like a plant. I post slowly and occasionally, so it also grows slowly. When I started it, it was like a sapling coming out form a seed. It grew slowly as I posted. Soon enough, the sapling turned into a tender and vulnerable plant. It is yet to become a tree, but for now, I feel that this one plant is doing well... it's all green (pun intended) and bright. :)

But mine may not be the only one too. Like there are tens and thousands of varieties of trees and plants, there are blogs. Some are huge and protective Banyan trees, some are beautiful and graceful like Cherry Blossoms or Gulmohars. Some are small but lovely like Roses and Lilies. Some may be small yet widespread like mosses. There are countless of them. They all have their place and give us a shade when we need it.

Now, let's think about the blogs which get posts everyday. These blogs may have some resemblences with animals. They are born, and soon grow up to become a full grown adult. They are experienced and know how to make themselves notice in crowd. Ok... some may don't, but they too are there... and someone or the other may notice them. Some are Elephants which carry a vast source or knowledge and experience, while some may be rats and foxes that are not large, but cunning enough to impress others around them. Some may yet be tortoises, slow steady and always looking into the future. Some may be tigers, highly aggressive and yet majestic.

To sum up, animal type blogs grow fast and have their own pace and life.

For once, I know my blog is still a plant. I planted this plant not knowing what plant it actually is. It may grow up one day to shower flowers upon anyone who stands under it, or it may give fruits that anyone can eat and relax. It may always remain a small plant like it is now, but give a few flowers to those who come across it...

Let's just see what this blog becomes ^__^

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Discovering Terragen

Terragen is a really really cool (and free (: ) software which is used to make realistic looking terrains and Landscapes. It's so damn easy, that the first landscape I've made came out really good and it took the software just 20 minutes to render it (The likes of Lightwave [another 3D modeling software] would have taken at least an hour and a half). A nice looking sunset scene :)

Here is the second one I made. This time I have painted and sculpted the terrain and generated the clouds. Nice mountainous river banks and a gentle rippling river...

Over all, I'm very very happy with this thing. It really satisfies me. I found it very easy (maybe because I have some experience with 3D Modeling). The biggest plus point is that it generates great looking terrains with very little hard work. If you use a couple of plugins, you can make really cool sky boxes (A 3D landscape where you can turn around and see the whole landscape as if you were standing there!!!).

Even if you don't know anything, it always yeilds good result. This is the last one I made (titled "Unreal") I really didn't do anything, just randomly tweak the controls and options for 3 minutes and then render the whole landscape, which took another 8 minutes :)

Links ::>

The official webpage

Wikipedia Information

The Slow Connection

I'm pretty happy with my Dial up connection. It's better than any broadband connection out there. Ask me why and I have an answer ready for you.

Firstly, with a slow internet connections, people like me can type the internet address in the address bar, press enter, go up to the fridge and get a can of Amul Cool Cafe; relax and drink half of it and quit worrying about what is about to come... be it any page (except Google, which is fast on even a 24 Kbps dial up connection :O )

Secondly, you don't have half the neighborhood coming up to your feet and pleading you to use your internet. If by chance someone does come in, tell them the net is too slow and costs you like a rupee a minute and they will get their work done faster elsewhere. If they still don't pay any heed to your worlds, then simply let them use your net. They will suffer and in future act as anti-advertisers for your private slow connection.

Thirdly, and finally while reply windows take time to open up, you can always get up, go out and have a breath of fresh air. This breath of fresh air helps the mind to think effectively as what you should reply considering all the previous chats/posts. This small amount of time matters a lot in the internet world. The better you write, the more popular you are... (:

So that concludes my answer and commences the argument with other people reading this. I dare say, I'm more happy than the guy having a broadband connection. Just like a poor man is more satisfied and happy with his life than a rich man :P (But I'm not giving off my shirt (: )

Monday, June 9, 2008

Amazing Instrumentals :O

Here are two musical Performances (Both found on You Tube :D ), that have left my jaw on the floor. And I can't seem to get it back up, whenever I see them again.

First is this one performance by some guy (I don't really know who he is... but if he's reading this, I request him to send me a mail or something... ^_^ ). I've also posted the original song so that guys can know how well this guy has played the piano, playing even the slightest of the cello bass and other change and breaks in tunes

The Original Song
>Shiro - Long Tails
>>Yoko Kanno

The Piano Video

Second is this Amazing Guitar Duet by some two guys who play the Contra Jungle Theme. It's a must watch for everyone.

Contra Theme - Doubled

Cloud 9

Above the planet on a wing and a prayer,
A grubby halo, A vapour trail in the empty air.
Across the clouds I see my shadow fly,
Out of the corner of my watering eye.
A Dream unthreatened by the morning light,
Could Blow this soul right through the roof of the night!

There's no sensation to compare with this!
Suspended Animation, A state of Bliss.
Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky,
Tongue tied and twisted, Just an earth bound misfit.

Those who have flown in a plane, know what it feels like to look out of the window and see the beautiful and incomparable cloudscape. As if you are completely on a different land, a different world or maybe a different planet all together, where the land is made of soft and fluffy cream and milk. The sun is brighter than anything that can be seen on the earth, giving an unparalleled brightness to the cloud scape. I assure you, that amount of brightness can only bring out the happiest feelings from you. You will forget that you live in a world that has sadness as a part of it too.

Somehow, all this came into my mind when my brother mailed me a photograph via email. It reminded me of Cloudophobia - A arcade game for the PC, that had the most beautiful cloudscape formations in any game that I've seen in my life.

Now you know why I wrote the lyrics of "Learning to Fly" by Pink Floyd (If you noticed it by chance :) ) These images remind me of why man wanted to Fly since times immortal. Man knew that if he flew, he could see a new world altogether from a new point of view; a point of view so beautiful that shall leave your mind Comfortably Numb, and ironically Fresh too. :)

And these train of thoughts also help me to deduce the possible origin of the Phrase -> "on Cloud 9" :D

Monday, March 24, 2008

A life without the Internet :|

Try to imagine if this world had everything else but internet. Would it be Catastrophic? Or it wouldn't matter?

I thought of this question today, when I realized that starting tomorrow, I'll have to spend another two or three months without the internet... And then again I realized that there were millions who didn't have the internet, and yet continued a normal life. That category of people won't be ever interested in coming to the net... they are happy without it already; and even if they do, they will only use it as a tool to communicate with friends and relatives, or gather news and relevant informations only. Not like the most of us so called experienced public, who use it for all sorts of work. We, not only communicate, we communicate with people all over the world, socializing and creating our own virtual society and friend circle. This easily generates a separate personality of an individual, that is also know as the Virtual Profile. We also use it to download our favourite music, videos, games, and stuff that passes our time when we are alone. Without the net, a normal general person wouldn't be using the computer for entertainment and relaxing as much as we use today.

So, the most effected people will be guys who practically live most of the day on the internet, socializing on various social networking sites, forums, or what not...

In the End, maybe I could be wrong... but without the internet, I would practically go crazy (like I will be going to be in these 2-3 months :( ). It's a source for me for music, my favourite anime, news, and software resources. My maximum creativity (on which I largely rely on) comes from the internet...

But life is like that... It has some rough patches for everyone.

I wouldn't want to imagine a life without the internet... not when it's already there and a part of my life.

And now about Kyodai... ^_^

What should I say about this game??

Well, first this is actually a solitaire game, that the author (Popular now as Nao) ingeniously added a multi player functionality. He added backgrounds, music (great music!!! ) and one heck of an immersive interface. Soon he took the graphics and functionality to a whole new level by converting it into 3D. Now you could move around in space, with special dynamic lighting features :), shadows :D, and what not.

But what kind of game are we exactly talking about here?? I mentioned solitaire... but it's not a card game. It's rather a tile game with extremely simple rules. The current versions have eight games (totally great... some by their gameplay, and mostly by the gameplay environment), a Skybox backgrounds (the ones that were used in Counter Strike, Half Life, and other VALVE games), songs from Miguel in CD quality ( ^___^ ) and heck of a lot features that you won't find in other versions of Mahjongg.

If you want, try out a shareware version from Here.

So, finally... eh? What? Why I play this game?? Good question... (:

Actually there something about this game that strikes me. This game has some magical ability to soothe me. When I'm all worked up, angry, depressed or whatever bad stuff like that happens to me; I just spend half of an hour in this game, and by then I feel like I'm living the best life in this world. My anger, depression, profanity or whatever bad stuff has vaporised (and remains vaporised for at least one day). I keep this game and play it... maybe for this reason alone.

P.S ::> Another thing that I find totally crazy about this game is that it's programmed in Delphi X_X

Sunday, March 23, 2008

One of my Musical Inspirations

One of my Musical Inspiration has been Miguel Samiez. I was introduced to this guy when I got hold of my first version of Kyodai Mahjhongg 16.0 in 2001. The background track "The Sad Song.mid" kept playing, as I was slowly falling into the depths of this game (This game will have a separate post... ^^; ). But it took me one whole year to realize that this music was the imagination of Miguel Samiez. By then, I was in total love with his songs "Fairy Tale", "Timeless", "Forever", and rest of his other track (all midi files :| ) and here onwards a feeling of music was born in me. The moment I realized that this guy made music for the game was when I read the help files and manual of this game. It told a story... of how the author of this game started this game with nothing to support himself with and how a part time composer of him (Miguel :) ) decided to make songs for his game. I won't go into the details of this story... but I found this on the internet...

Bluescape - Miguel Samiez
This site gives just two minutes of demo clips from his Second Album -> Bluescape :)

Miguel Album Clips
This Site has all the albums released by this guy till date... but they are also 2 minute clips... :| (Jeez... I can't do anything... couldn't find full length songs... the day I do... I'll add it to this very post ^_^ )

Saturday, March 22, 2008

My first Animation...

I still remember the desperation I felt at having my own signature for the Animax India forums... Everyone out there had a signature... I felt I should have one too. (Come on... I know I can be very emotionless, but in the end I'm a human too ^^;;; )

So, I start up The GIMP. And spend two days reverse Engineering various animated GIF images, and experimenting with various pulgins of GIMP. Two days later, I start off with a random experiment which eventually became my first signature in the Animax forums.

I just made it... not knowing what I wanted to do. This is how I've been learning things from the beginning. So, when I saw that it had turned out good, I just used it :)

Below is what I made in the end of my first animation project... I feel kinda proud of it... ^_^


Yet another 'out of the Blue' Creation.... (:

Yep... this is a more recent one.

I'm at home. Mom is down with illness, so I have to stay at home and take care of her while my buddies are out having fun... -_-

So, I sit down with milky tracker and try to make new sample instruments out of it... Something comes in my mind... I just make a sequence of notes. Then next two days I spent in a frenzy way, loosing all sleep and just work on the tune that came in my mind. I just played what came and put it in the computer (not in Milky Tracker this time though :P )...

Next comes a music that reminded me of strange things... I just end up giving this project and eventually the music as well the name of -> "Step Ahead". It's not supposed to have any lyrics, but if you have one... you're welcome. ^_^

A Creation By Chance...

One fine day... Me and a Senior of mine were sitting in the cafeteria. He mentioned that he had written a lot of poems that could become good songs...

I simply blurted out at that time... "well, give them to me!"
He didn't believe me what I said at that time... He just thought I was bluffing. But I managed to persuade him. He finally opened his beloved diary and took out a poem that he wished would become a song one day.

The Poem was titled - "For You". Two days later I had a basic background tune ready for it on my synth. Next when I came back home, I converted it into a full fledged song minus the vocals. Since then people have only praised the instrumental... I didn't actually think the song was that good... but I guess it is :)

Here are the lyrics that was supposed to go with it (:

Look o Dear
I maybe far or near
I'm always there
For you

Seasons go by
And time will just fly
But I will stand here
For you

Look o Dear
I maybe far or near
I'm always there
For you

Just look back once
In sorrow or in pain
A healing hand will be there
For you

When the tides are high
And the Shore out of sight
When storm clouds start to fly
I will stand with a guiding light

Just look o Dear
I'm not far but near
I'm still right here
For you

Seasons still go by
And time still fies
I'll forever stand here
For you

Saturday, March 15, 2008


Mr. M is one of the most unpredictable, and great actors of my hostel.

18th January, 2008.
Room no. 107

Mr. :Z is trying to solve some differential equations that he claims to be very difficult (But actually he was solving the first exercise of the text book... it's supposed to have easy questions as far as my experience goes, but then, I haven't touched my Math book yet.)

I'm walking to and fro in my room, in my own deep thoughts.

Mr. Fatso is sleeping on his infamously clumsy bed.

The third roomy is drowning in his sorrows for failing one exam.

Enter Mr. M and his friend ES Sir. Mr. M is visibly agitated and shouts as he drops on Mr :Z's bed and lays down there. He just keeps on shouting - "Let's see what happens today." ES sir keeps saying -" Let's go M, nothings gonna happen this year." This goes on for 10 minutes. "Call the other juniors you lazy rats." shouts Mr. M. Mr :Z runs out and calls the other juniors from the hostel into our room. The remaining seniors get a knack that something is going wrong.

Next, I remember my room full of boys. Most of the seniors went back saying that it was a mere superstition. It was practically suffocating. Seniors kept asking us what we knew about January 18th. I was blank. Some juniors said they did know. Others were blank like me. Soon, two or three seniors mentioned some of their Paranormal experiences. Mr :Z and some other boys felt uneasy. They were afraid of ghosts and paranormal phenomena. I was still blank.

Among the paranormal narrations... came a point when someone mentioned that Mr. M was overpowered by a ghost last year on 18th January. He tried killing his room mates and acted weirdly. His eyes were totally white. And it took 12 People to control his abnormally large power. Later Mr. M's mother and Father had many rituals to cleanse their son's soul and prevent any ghost form overpowering him.

Mr. C was calmly listening and making fun of his fellow seniors for being superstitious. Someone told him not to make fun of ghosts, else they may get angry. The moment that certain someone finished his statement, the tube light under which Mr. C sat fell on him bang. Mr. C was saved by a hair's breadth from any injury, and the tube light lay shattered on the ground. Everyone was now completely Petrified. I was still blank. ("Why are people scared from a loose tube light...", I thought. "It fell the other day too, but thanks god the tube light was still intact.")

Mr. C's throat became dry. He asked a Junior to get him some water. At first the Junior didn't agree. He said he didn't want to go alone. But Mr. C just said that there would be no one to disturb him from doing his job... that is getting a bottle of water. After some scolding and screaming, the junior went upto the door, and pulled to open it. But the door didn't open. It was locked from outside!!! And blank went out the lights. Mr. M suddenly jumped up from the bed and ran to the window shouting in a blood curdling voice "Did you see him! Did you see him!! It's him! What the F*** are you?? What are you doing there... come here if you've got guts. I'm right here...". Some other senior in the dark shouted, "Juniors. Don't look out of the window. Save your soul." While half the people were busy trying to look what was out of the window, the other half scared people banged frenziedly on the door, hoping someone would answer. I and my room mate sat blank on the bed.

The latter half of the boys were relieved when someone did open the door. The lights were turned on again and then suddenly Mr. :Z shouted - "Where is Maa Saraswati's Idol!!!?!?". My third roomy kept a silvered Goddess Saraswati's photo hung over his Cupboard. It was indeed not there. Then Mr. :Z turned towards ES Sir. "Sir, I remember you taking it out to protect yourself from evil spirits... I touched it too when the lights went out. You must be having it! Where is it Sir!".
"It's not with me! The moment lights came back, I gave it to Mr. RS."
Mr. RS said someone did keep something over his lap, but he also remembers that some one had picked it up too. Mr. :Z and a few others were hysterical by now. Mr. SP decided to simply go out and investigate what Mr. M had seen. Mr. M still agitated claimed that if there were any real men left here, they should stay in this room. All except me and my equally blank third roomy went after Mr. SP. Soon some other senior came and ordered us both to come as well. We walked through the whole corridor and came out. The moment we did, we heard the most horrifying and terrible scream that we had ever heard.

Anyone, and Everyone ran back into the cursed room. What I saw was sensational, and what others saw simply made them pee in their pants. Mr. M made a horrible face, eyes all white and arms all cranked and crooked, legs simply bent as if they were broken apart. He immediately attacked two juniors, but they were save as all the seniors went and tried to subdue him. Two hours later, still there were people holding him down as one was tying a rope to bind Mr. M nicely to the bed and control his movement. People chanted Sanskrit Prayers and sang holy hymns to get rid of evil spirits. I watched Blank in amazement.

Mr. M was soon drawn back to his room. Juniors were advised to keep away from windows and sleep with each other. No one was supposed to be alone in any room; and no one was to stay in 107 any longer. Everyone went out. I stayed back, changed my clothes, turned of the lights and went off to sleep without caring about anything.


Next day, I got to know a lot of stuff.

1) It was all an elaborate act to scare off us juniors.
2) Mr :Z was so scared, that someone claimed that he really peed in his pants... though it wasn't true. He was scared only to the extent that he didn't sleep in our room for a week.
3) Mr. M came to scare me again that night. When he made the same posture that he made in the beginning and made scary noises, all I said in my sleep was - "Let me sleep Pinky". Pinky is the name of my pet dog...
4) People now think that I'm a walking talking ghost and the only thing that can scare me is probably yet to be born.

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Creativity out of nowhere

Sometimes Creative ideas pop out from nowhere, and they astound you but you won't notice this.

Here's something that happened today.

I was at a family friend's home. Basically I went off to meet the kids both in high school, Swati and Mayank. The family decided to drop me back home. So I and Swati got into the rear seat of the car, Uncle was driving and Aunty had a small quarrel with Mayank as to who'll lock the gate. Mayank gave some argument, Aunty gave in. She let him climb into the back seat with me and swati... and no sooner did he get in the car he said something very very unusual -> "They always have conspiration against me"

Ahem... "Conspiration" ???
What the heck was this? I wondered as I blurted out... "Sounds like constipated Conspiracy."
But then, uncle in the front scene said "No, Conspiration should be a conspiracy hatched in a toilet. "


I and Swati and Uncle just couldn't control our Laughter... We went crazy laughing.

Then Mayank all red hot and upset said -> "Well what conspiracy are you hatching now??"
His dad instantly -> "Ah! Right! We are sitting in a car... so it should be a Carspiracy no?"

Are stomach aches due to laughter (especially when we just had our dinner 15 minutes ago). We simply go crazy laughing uncontrollably...

Today, I learnt new words like "Conspiration" and "Carspiracy". Guess they are great ideas... Creative ideas that just come out of nowhere...

Saturday, January 12, 2008

A Hero or a Villain?

Now that I mention how much I admire wild and vivid imagination; Sometimes however, I can't help myself admiring intelligence, that too in negative scenario.

Imagine someone whom you've never seen and don't know his/her real name, but you still know what he/she is currently thinking and is able to make moves accordingly, predicting to some great accuracy what will happen next.
Kira (Yagami Light) and L are two people who are looking for each other, but don't know each other by real names and face.

Yagami Light has good looks, intelligence to handle any situation no matter how ugly it may get, and yet has known only to loose his cool in one occasion -> When his arc rival comes to him face to face. If you've seen this movie or anime series or even the Manga (Read ::> Japanese Comics, for those who didn't know) then you'll know why did he loose his cool.

Yagami Light with his Death Note

So, This guy is very confident and is usually able to predict the actual outcome of his actions. And the only one in this world who can counter him is "L", a world famous detective.

And L is determined to get rid of him. He is equally confident and intelligent.

"L" aka "Ryuzaki". He is the only person who is able to understand what, why
and when "Light" aka "Kira" acts.

Though they are equally matched... I still like Yagami Light. I'm influenced by his cold emotionless thoughts. I like his attitutde and in the end, I like the way he looks... Ultra Cool!!!

Awesome imagination I say... something that I won't come across so often... Hence I give it some space in my blog. :)

But is this guy the hero of the series or is a villain or just the main character put in with a negative role... I still can't say. I'm yet to finish watching this series myself. However, I still think he is a true villain, by the way he thinks and by the way he acts.

Friday, January 11, 2008

A Great Imaginative Ragging

Something Related to our Ragging time in Hostel. During Ragging, no one is allowed to laugh or even express their feelings and views. One is just supposed to do as told by any senior.

Being freshers, we are assumed to be Indian Public Property (and everyone knows what state of condition is Indian Public Property in... Or do I need to mention it??).

However, I really admire one Hostel senior of mine... He actually has immense imagination. He demonstrated it to us by these two incidents.

For now, I'll discuss the first incident.

Incident One, Sometime in October

Room no. 109
Situation: Lots of Seniors Sitting on two beds. There is some narrow space between the beds. Two or three are smoking. Juniors (namely us) were crouched together in one corner. Now our imaginative Senior puffs out smoke and welcomes a junior (poor lad)

Imaginative Senior (IS) ::> Hey ######### (Censored. Sorry it's too heavy) Come here.

He unsuspecting goes to him. IS suddenly jumps up and pushes him hard. The Poor Junior is thrown over to another small group of equally poor juniors.

Why Can't you see that Bike Mata (Motorcycle godess) is sitting here!!! Why you... trample her!!! You can't show proper respect to the almighty!! (Points at space between the two beds)

Poor Junior 1 (PJ1) ::> Sorry Sir. This won't happen again.

IS ::> What sorry. Bow to Bike Mata and beg for forgiveness.

PJ1 ::> (Innocently goes near the space, but careful not to go on it. He bows down religiously in front of bike mata) O Almighty Bike Mata. This scum of earth (Laughter all over) begs thee of mercy and forgiveness (Seniors Rolling over and Laughing. Juniors too want to laugh, but control due to dire consequences otherwise... ). Please Listen to this un-pure disciple and forgive him.

IS ::> Hey!! Scum of Earth! You're too close to her... Get away! You'll Dirty her!! And then She'll have to take bath... that too in Ganges.

PJ moves Back a bit

PJ1 ::> O Bike Mata. I the ultimate scum of earth (Laugh) now offers you prayers

IS ::> Oye!! You scum of earth (laugh) How dare you even think of offering her your prayers!! Get Lost you!!

PJ1 Gets lost amongst a group of Juniors near him.
After another few who are unable to give proper forgiveness and are largely copying PJ1. The Seniors call PJ6, who has also been given the title of Dalla rickshaw wala (Laugh).

IS ::> Oye!! The Rickshaw wala has come!! Oye you are one great disciple... you'll perform a whole puja.

PJ6 ::> (Spreads out his hands as if he was holding a plate) O Bike Mata, Please...

IS ::> What's this please?!! Never seen guys talk to god while giving puja. People Sing Bhajans and chant Mantras. I'll forgive you because you're a illiterate rickshaw wala. (Laugh)

PJ is now in a fix. :) More so because he can't get any ideas.

PJ6 ::> S S Sir... I I can't... I I d don't know any bh bh bhajans.

IS ::> Well? Do something proper...

PJ6 ::> O Bike Mata. I Hope you to keep running on forever and give a great mileage.

IS ::> Is that all you ########## (Censored again, Sorry). You don't want bike mata to grow up and become big?

PJ6 ::> (This time he has some idea) O bike mata, I hope you quickly grow up and carry more and more riders.

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IS ::> (shouts) What kind of a disciple are you? OK. At least offer her something. You can't go from here until you offer her some thing. Break a coconut or do whatever. Just make it proper.

PJ6::> (Pretending to hold a coconut, Raises his right arm and brings it in one quick movement to the ground and makes a noise) Phat.

IS ::> What was that!! Are you smashing coconuts or balloons??

PJ6 ::> C C Coconut S Sir.

IS ::> Well, then at least make it sound like a coconut.

PJ6 ::> (Repeats the previous action) Bhadaam!

IS ::> Oye!! You're supposed to be breaking a coconut not explode a bomb!

Another Senior ::> He sounds like a terrorist attacking the bike mata temple... Throw him out. He is a threat to our faith!!

IS ::> Yes, Get out before I throw you into a sewer.

Now comes in my call... god save me.

IS ::> Selenium! Give a puja.

Me ::> (Seeing PJ6 fried very well, I pretend holding a bell in left hand and a diya (lamp) in right... I start to sing)

O Bike Mata Jaldi Badi Ho Jao (O Bike Goddess, Grow up quickly)
O Bike Mata Tum Badi Gadi Ho Jao (O Bike Goddess, Become a big vehicle quickly)
O Bike Mata Accha Mileage do (O Bike Goddess, Give a good Mileage)
O Bike Mata Driver ka Bhala karo (O Bike Mata, Do good to the Driver)

IS admires... people whistle and hoot ^__^ Things going out fine for now.

IS ::> See this is one great pujari!!! He's awesome dude. Now now, continue with the puja. You know what to do...

Me ::> (Ya, right... I again do that coconut stance, I've run out of ideas x_x) Bang!!

IS ::> Oye ########## (Censored... I think you're used to it now. ) Why did you shoot bike mata!!! You murder...

Me ::> (Game over x_x) I I sir, well, didn't shoot, it's the coco...

IS ::> Heck. Coconuts don't sound like guns... What voilent is this generation. Then do puja with guns and bazooka (So this guy knows about bazookas too... I'm impressed...)

Me ::> (Now completely blank o_O . I just bow down) O Bike Mata, I've been blessed by you I hope that this disciple of yours continues to receive your blessing.

IS ::> That was Lame!! Get lost you vermin...


In the end... I really liked the Bike Mata Idea. How ones imagination can help make really funny situations... this one story is heavily reduced as 80% of this can't be shared publicly... ^^;;;

What's with the eyes?

I've come across many people who've asked me this question -> "What's with this eyes only thing of yours?" Those who didn't understand the question yet... can take a look at the display pic under About Me part of this page.

Now, facing this question the first thing that comes to my mind (and always does) 'Ah! Good question. Never thought about it. How the heck would I know.'

Then a string of thoughts...

1> Could be my style
2> Could be my fetish
3> A sheer coincidence
4> Reflex action
5> A mark left by fate
6> Some psychological bias
7> A way to hide identity
8> It's different
9> It's the first thing I could draw
10> A metaphysical approach to understand people
and many endless thoughts...

What did it all lead to?
Just one awkward answer every time. Because I like the eyes.
Eyes are the only part that can give you 75% of the expression of one's face. I express myself only to this extent too... :) If you're below 18 years and still in school, then I'll say "Don't think too much about the remaining 25%" and if you're 18 years or above and have finished school then I'd say "I'll leave the remaining 25% as homework".

And hence, like all other previous occasions, I manage to give an answer without actually knowing what I'm talking about. I'm just happy the other person will move to some next topic... and if he/she doesn't then I usually do it for him...

Thursday, January 10, 2008

A Proxy Prank

I stay in a hostel where we have both the boys and girls hostel in a single building.

So, one day before diwali... at about 1 'o clock in night...

Guys in Room no. 112 acquire crackers and bombs. It doesn't take much time for them distribute it among the other hostel mates.

Being a bunch of boys, it's obvious that what their ultimate target would be; ~_^ They start the Pre Diwali Ceremony by starting to throw bombs and crackers (and even rockets O_o) into the girls hostel.

Well, we have just one warden for our girls and boys hostel (One building, one warden x_x ) and that too she's a fat, short tempered and utterly unrliable (and not to mention, a slow set of grey cells). Naturally she goes crazy.

Next scene is practically of a Army Assembly. Every boy staying in the boys hostel is standing in complete attention... except for their faces which is hung down (like a ostrich trying to bury it's face into the ground :P ). She is lecturing... no... practically threatening the boys of the dire consequences that they will now face.

In middle of her lecture class... a loud ceremony of 1000 crackers goes out, at what it seemed, the girls hostel.

The Warden was speechless, practically flabbergasted. And now she was out of her wits. What now? She let all the boys go, mumbling something to herself.


Two days later, I come back from my vacation and hear this story... I can't help but laugh :D
I practically died laughing that day... I wish I was there at the time when the boys were blowing off crackers.

However, I also came to know this -> One boy was not standing in the line when our warden was threating us. He did the grand closing ceremony for our Pre Diwali Celebration. ^_^ and in a tricky way too...