Patanahi

Gujarat people have gave a tight slaps on the face of sonia, by giving a clear cut majority to BJP and Modi. They have shown what they can do to someone who calls them terrorists. Congress had been over confident over its change of guard campiang in Gujarat. Even the media, predominately NDTV and CNN-IBN who are always biased towards congress were given fitting reply. As one of the viewers had rightly put it to CNN-IBN, "will you atleast now congratulate Mr. Modi on his victory?" There is still hope for India when likes of Mr. Modi are in power. The minority appeasing political parties will have a tough fight for power. Mr. Modi should claim the Prime Minister post of India. Only then there will be a secular, uniform and just rule in India. Hats off to Mr. Narendra Modi on his Victory.

Why is the media hell bent upon declaring Mr. Narendra Modi as a 'bad' person. Why is the media getting so obsessed with him? Whats wrong with him fighting for equal and rightful place for Hindus in Hindustan? When Muslims demand special rights and special status they are secular. When Hindus demand equal rights they become non-secular? When a bogey full of Hindus are burnt down alive, its a tragedy. When their near and dear take its revenge, its religious fundamentalism!! When Hindu Pandits are killed and raped in Kashmir its secular. When some Muslims are killed for what they have done in Gujarat, the whole media cries as if its a great crime. When a bastard like Afzal Guru even after getting a death sentence from supreme court, after attacking the very prestige of India, the Indian Parliament, does not get his deserved punishment only because he is a Muslim is very secular. To FUCK with these pseudo seculars. To hell with all those vote seeking, Muslim appeasing bastards.

Picture this: You stop at a petrol pump to fill petrol. The attenders at the pump greet you, ask you to open the petrol tank cap, one asks how much, you say full tank. The other start filling the petrol. He soon stops filling the petrol and tell you its done. He says he has filled for 200Rs. When you say you had asked to fill more, everyone starts to yell at him as ask him to fill more. One of them asks you which card you have, will ask you to show the card, or will ask you if you have "XYZ" Card. He fills how much you had asked for and gives you a bill. He gives you the amount you had asked for + 200Rs which he had filled up on the first time. Just a confusion? Think again...You were just been duped... This is what had happened. When he starts filling the petrol for the second time, he wont reset the counter. You wont be able to notice that, because you are kept busy by other attendants who ask you all those silly questions... You would have paid 200 Rs extra which goes stra...

...and what a relief... Stumbled upon Ubuntu at slashdot discussions. The comments were pretty interesting which provoked me to poke my nose into the developments in Linux... visited the ununtu site only to find some release candiate. It was also blocked since the full version was due on next day. So decided to wait for another day to download. The next day had to wait till late evening to see the full version online. Then downloaded the .iso file and decided to install it on VMWare since messing around with my office system would be a disaster. The wait was worth it... the installation process asked me a zillion less questions than my first attempt at installing RH4.1. The desktop was very much impressive and stable. Internet started working by itself. This was the biggest bottle neck in using Linux. Rest all worked with equal ease. The mail, CD writer software...everything... Even blogging this article from Ubuntu desktop... it simply simple...

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Recently Airtel activated GPRS on my cell phone by default. I first planned to disable it thinking that it was a marketing stunt to earn more revenue. But before that i planned to check what new things that are developed since i last used GPRS on my cell. So the first thing i checked was of course Google Mobile Mail which was introduced just after i had stopped using GPRS last time. It was smooth, sleek and sophisticated as expected from google. Ok done now what? Just happened to stumble upon the google earth website. To my surprise they had a java based application to download. Ok cool, downloaded and installed. When i started browsing it as as smooth as actually moving around in reality. It really rocks !!! They also have Google Mobile Search , Google Mobile News and Google Mobile Calendar . Calender was interesting but i don't use it much. I need to find a migration tool which can migrate my yahoo calender to google calender. Checked out Yahoo Mobile also, but its all PAI...

Its happening again... I am forced to letting it go... I know its not going to come back... I know it was my last chance... ... i have tried, hard, hard enough. ... i tried holding onto it. ... it flowed out of my hand like sand... My hands are empty, feels like lost i have it. lost everything... Hope its only a bad dream... Hope i wake up, gasping for breath... Hope it all ends there... ...but was that not what i had thought before... ...was i not waiting for a dream to end... ...its happening again... ...its happening again...

Change in office location... Change in Team... Change in travel time to office... Change in talk time on cell phone... Bachelor -> Getting Committed... The CHANGE IS IN...

Last Sunday saw a play Ranga Shankara. This time it was a play presented by Chennai's Theatre Nisha "What's to be Done with Sathe" directed by V Balakrishnan who is an alumnus of National School of Drama (NSD) Written by Rajeev Naik. I guess i have spoilt myself by seeing the best of theater and plays of Girish Karnard, Rajat Kapoor and likes. I had set very high expectations with this play. The previous two plays seen were monologues, this play had two characters, a husband,an ad film maker and a wife, a collage professor in English. The execution was very smooth, had around ten scenes. Each starting with either of them entering the stage and ending with an argument over one thing or the other. In between waining about this guy named Sathe, who is also a film maker who is quite successful. There is not much of a story in this play nor the twists and turns. It starts with nowhere and ends in nowhere. Nice flow and good performances.

I am trying to make you mine, but you are already someone else's... I am trying to convince you, but you are not listening anymore... I am trying to tell, you are going away, but you don't care anymore... I am trying to explain, but don't have time for me... I am trying to find you, you are never there... I am trying to make you happy, but you are not worried... I am trying to hold you back, but i know i can't... I love you, but i know you don't, anymore... Singing out, slowly... n ansoonon se kisko kya hua hansil Mana kehna hai asan nibhana hai mushkil Phir bhi ae yaar mere Sunle meri intezaaa Wo to nahin tha teri wafon ke kabhil Jane kya soch kar tune de diya apna dil Is baar dil ka sauda karna na yun bewajhah Teri zindagi teri hai kisi ki amant nahin Jab chahe tod de aese ek imart nahin Bhool ja Jo hua use bhool ja hai kasam tujhe muskura khud ko na de yun saza un yadon ko bhool ja

With so much of news of intolerance towards other faith and religion around the world, people killing other people because they are killing their people... where is this going to end? Some claim that their religion is the ONLY true religion, their GOD the only GOD, rest all religions are nothing but non-religions, other GODs are false GODs. Talking to a friend? of mine the other day, he claims his is the only true religion and all other ways of worshiping and beliefs are nothing but non believers of GOD. Their minds are so corrupted that they have shut their minds to the logical thinking and are lost in nowhere. Their argument is that they are not being treated correctly all over the world and that they are innocent and are getting killed all over the world. "Innocent" my foot, they claim all the non believers (read on followers of their religion) to be infidels and should be destroyed. But in return they expect a fair treatment. Its like claiming humanitarian rights for a se...

There is such a delicate balance maintained in our day to day activities. We believe everything has become a routine. Everything appears to be going on smoothly, but we forget that what we have actually done is that we have created a safe fort with small arrangements or adjustments with our environment. We would have become dependent on some people or things around us, which we believe will be there with us for ever. We take their presence for granted. But priorities change. You no more are a priority for someone. You are no more important. You realize, the things around you were dependent on that thing or the person. All your routines go for a toss. A trip so perfectly planned which appeared so real, suddenly disappears like a image in the mist. You realize it was just a illusion that you were living in... ... you realize... its time to move on... Start it all over again...

I was always fascinated by the concept of monologues. Had heard and read about them but had never seen one. This was i guess the best one i could have watched. The writing of Girish Karnad had always attracted me. Girish Karnard's stories always have three main ingredients. They always have a sense of humour in the stories. They also have some super natural twists and they have a lot of adult dialogs. Rajat Kapoor's performance, the set, the lighting all hold your attention. The narration by Rajat Kapoor brings to life all the characters in the script. Its as good as seeing them on the stage. The second monologue of Girish Karnard i saw was "Bikre Bimb" an Hindi adaptation of its original version called "Odkalu Bimba". This was directed by Girish Karnard after a gap of 35 yrs. This was preformed by Arundithi Nag, who owns Ranga Sankara. The best part about the play was the concept of portraying the concise of the caracter in a TV which was so perfectly synch...

Watched these two movies over the weekend. Got the tickets for POC by luck (or bad luck?), returned after watching the movie to find my bike's clutch broken, why the hell did I get my bike !!! Had to call up a friend to drop me home @ 1:30 AM, poor fella... One thing in common which I was looking for in both the movies was the special effects, POC disappointed, where as shriek III surprised with the quality of animation. So much of details worked on. One the other had POC had a poor story line, no over the edge situations, no comic scenes...in totality a disappointment.

While traveling back to Bangalore from home town Gulbarga, there was this lady who bored the train at Yadgir and started quarreling with a family seated in the same compartment as mine. She later realized that she was traveling on the wrong date. Her ticket was for the next day. All the gentlemen in the compartment were busy figuring out how she would return to her place as it was getting late in the night. She was asked to get down at the next station and get a train back to her home town. When every one was busy planning to get her back safely, she was busy discussing how that tattoo (Mehandi) was done on her hand. She was not even worried that she had to get back alone and that too near mid night. Just proves that no matter where the world is going...women are worried by what looks good on them and what color matches their eye color...

Patanahi kya ho raha hai... Patanahi kya hone wala hai... Patanahi kyu ho raha hai... Patanahi kya hona chayea.. Things seem to have run out of control. Nothing is going on as planned. Nothing is planned. Things are just happening... and i am just flowing with the flow... not knowing where i am going, not knowing what i should be doing... Looks like i have run out of ideas, run out of energy. Need to wake up and take control of my life again...

Yes i have started learning a Guitar !!! Initially after trying with my friend's borrowed guitar, bought my own electric guitar. This was one of the things i wanted to try for a long long time... finally did it. But in bit of a delima about which style to learn. I am learning the India style of "Sa Re Ga Ma..." But all the info on net like the Chords of songs and software that teach are all based on Western style of "A A# B C..." But i guess i have no other option as my manager who is teaching me guitar is teaching the India Style. Lots of things which i was fascinates but never went for it are happening now... Wanted to play squash, started that a while back and can now claim that i "know" how to play it. Also tried shaking my leg in a disco, which i had thought will never do in my life...

I was waiting and speculating on what the Apple's iPhone would look like..It has all that i was looking for and much more... The best thing about this phone is its looks and NO BUTTONS !!! And if you think this was the next best thing... check out the Apple TV Its sure going to change the way we watch movies and listen to music... Labels: Apple, iPhone, appleTV

This time the new year was different. I was travelling in a train when the year changed from 2006 to 2007. I was on my way to Pune. I landed in Pune exactly at 12:00 AM. It was a delight watching the landscape of Pune full of fire crackers lightning up the skylines... As i was watching i had already broken my new year resolution. I had decided i would not think about her starting this year, yet i was sub consciously trying the find her in the thickly populated, brightly light new year night. Knowing that she is out there somewhere, with someone, probably enjoying a party, cheering friends around, greeting everyone, raising a toast, Hugging the close ones... ...and as my plane was taking off from Pune airport, i was watching the Pune landscape becomming smaller and smaller...i felt as if i was going away for ever...unknowingly i said her goodbye... The only other resolution left out is to reclaim my life, hope i will be able to achieve that in this year...

Even though you are miles appart, you at times stay in touch knowing exactly what they are doing at this instant of time. At times even though you are seperated only by some steps, you cant even walk upto them or even have a glance of their face...such is the irony of human relationships...