Blackjack

Here I sit
Alone by a balcony
Spent by the Summer Day
Watching clouds in the Starry Night
E'er forming shapes

Here I sit
Alone in a filthy room
My weekly dreary Ceremony
Watching silent raindrops
Forming patterns on the Desert Floor

Here I sit
Lit only by a screen
A bat for flying company
Don't fly into the fan you'll die
Idiot.

Here I sit
On a yellow ledge
Before the new day dawns
Wondering why I write these
Twenty One words everynight.

Phobia

Children are victims. Parents fill kids' consciousness with their own irrational fears and doubts. Some are religious nut-jobs while others scream at the mere sight of a spider. Hence, children are victims of their parent's credulity.

I am extraordinarily lucky: My father does not fear snakes and I don't pay any heed to those measly spiders as they skitter past, they being afraid lest I wield my rolled newspaper like a club. Neither do I suffer from a fear of a large number of mythical and supposedly dangerous scaled creatures.

However, even so, I was not spared. I was indoctrinated with the strict loathing and fear of just one thing: Shopping.

Indeed, my father is the epitome of the anti-shopper. Bring him into a shop, or near a shop, or indeed in the vicinity of shoppers, and he goes off like an overzealous burglar alarm! In his humble opinion, shoppers can go f*ck themselves. Scum-of-the-earth, villains and other colourful descriptions follow in quick succession.

With a role model as this, how could I resist? Thus, I came to dislike shopping as well.

Strangely though, even though it's taken a while, I realise I actually don't mind shopping. Don't get me wrong - I'm not in the "Shopping is a recreational activity" kind of zone, but I'm cool with a "If I need a shirt I don't mind going and looking around" kinda thing.

But ofcourse, like first-geneation atheist children, it takes a while for the scars to heal. So, dear friends, If I ever fall asleep standing whilst you "check out" clothes, please note that I should not be blamed: It was the few days my dad went shopping that are responsible here.

Now I'm Free... Free Falling!

Yes I know that this blog hasn't been updated in a while. It has to do with the fact that I don't have free time anymore.

But enough with the excuses. I wanted to post this set of pics for a while now... Pics of SKYDIVING! :-D

Not surprisingly, my mom was adamantly refusing to let us (my bro and me) skydive. So when I saw a poster which read: "Skydiving: Because your mother told you not to!", I just had to click it :-D

And yeah. Skydiving is like the most awesome thing in the world. First they strap you on nice and tight to a harness and take you up to about 10,000 feet. And then they open the door! Wow the rush as you see the ground, all tiny now, with the wind in your face. It's awesome. And then you realize, "Frack, I'm about to jump out of an airplane at 10,000 feet!!!!" - The most awesome feeling *ever*!

When you jump out, it's cray! You're all tumbling and you see the sun, the plane, the horizon, the sun, the ground, the plane and you're turning and rotating and falling and it's a total overload!

Then comes the freefall! For almost 30 seconds! Falling at a terminal velocity of 220 Kmph!!! Scream your heart out! And then the parachute deploys and the final graceful fall gently to the ground like a feather.

Second Thoughts

I think I should turn Emo. I already have the looks. Now all I need to do is cultivate suicidal tendencies, pretend to be sad and depressed and hate the world and also cut myself once a week.

That all ofocourse is the first step in turning Goth. The second step is, apparently, turning Goth. So I can dye my black hair even-blacker, wear a nice black cape and go around saying things like "This is so CVLT man" and "That's is so CVLT maan"

This Is NiagraaaaaAAAA!!!

Okay enough with the 300 parody already. Onwards to the pictures! (I'll write something about the trip when I get time!)

Savannah

Savannah (disambiguation)

1. Savannah, a Native American word describing "land which is without trees but with much grass either tall or short"
2. Savannah, Georgia, a city known for its historic district
3. GNU Savannah, an aggregation of software development projects affiliated with the GNU project
4. NS Savannah, the first nuclear-powered merchant ship
5. Savannah, a person, commonly described as "A-DUH!"
6. Savannah, a computer graphic painting

I'm off on a holiday now. And then I'm off to Ahmedabad. Looking eagerly forward to both! :D

PS: The above picture was rendered in Vue and post processed in Photoshop :-)

Staccato Begging Sessions Roll On Mercilessly! In Paris!

Have a look at this!

The description says it all: "A really bad guitarist was boring the Parisian crowd by singing a Britney Spears song. A couple of Indian students hijacked his concert and came to the rescue..."

That's our "lookah" Saajid on the hijacked guitar, and a bunch of others. Now, we've done this at Hiranandani and at Mood I. But Paris is a whole new level!

Way to go guys! (I'm so proud :P)

[Video follows]

Black Hole Sun

Black Hole Sun
Won't you come
Wash away the pain

The Galaxy in an Eye

What do you spy with your little eye? Do you see outward, or inward: Do you see The Galaxy or An Eye? Or do they both just seem to merge into each other, like it was meant to be?

It is quite funny that I should turn to art now after all these years. I have always steadfastly maintained that my skill at drawing is a complete zero: I can't sketch to save my life!!. But somehow with a computer at my hands, I feel safe. I can venture out and draw that line, turn it around and dash colour at it.

It is the medium that makes all the difference.

May 25th is Towel Day! Don't Panic!

Its just 4 more days to Towel Day (May 25th). Isnt this just amazing??!
How're you all planning to celebrate?

I plan on constructing a devious outfit made entirely of towels and a superfluous cape made of red towel material. this shall adorn my royal body for the entire day of Towel Day.

Further, I will carry a dense but radiant towel of my own design which is soaked in nutrients (gin and tonic) and use it to feed for the day. While this may upset some of the world's less knowledgeable minions, it will be good practise for the day when I shall have to hitch hike
across the galaxy.

Indeed it is a Divine and Auspicious sign that Towel Day falls on May 25th, which is indeed the very same day that The Galaxy's most important movie, Star Wars, released many a decade ago.

Darth Vader, in all his Dark-Side-Prowess used to carry a towel with him everywhere. He would breathe through it and it would keep him alive. That's why he sounded like he did.

So, on this day, we pay homage to the great saint that was Douglas N. Adams. May he have his Towel by his side, wherever he is.