Isn't it misleading ? The topic, I mean..
Well the post is about me;
Ronaldinho's dribbling, Rahman's yesteryear Music, Vairamuthu's Lyrics, My arbit actions(rather whose arbit actions ?)..
Few years ago:
I enter a room. Senthil is sitting in one corner. M is sitting in other corner. I ask senthil whether we can go out for dinner. Senthil approves. M tells me that he would like to join us. I tell M to fuck off. Straight in the face......
No diplomacy. Diplomacy is/was/will be for nice guys.
But then, I never felt alone in UG. I was full of life. I did what I felt like doing.
These days:
"Hey buddy..whats up".. As ashok says how the hell am i supposed to answer this question. I know that the question doesn't come from heart. It comes from mouth and is used for "networking" ( a widely used lingo in B school)...
But then I'm back to UG mindset.
I got what I wanted to get from this college.
One more addition in the portfolio. But then this is little different. The other sex :) brings the other perspective :)
A new role in this relationship which my friends played to perfection and it is offered on a platter to me :). Hope I do a nice job.
I don't gave a damn about the taking out debacle.
I give what the fuck look to people who are mean to my other side in the college. But then I do not tell them I have the other side. Like shiva's third eye.
Its like the Tyler in the fight club
"quit your job. Start a fight. Prove that you are alive"
Time to prove the world I'm alive. Bloody well alive and dangerous.
Kindly don't expect me to be chivalrous, diplomatic, flirty any more.
I dont give a damn about any new "whats up" relationships.
P.s.
1) @otherside: Your presence in my life from now on is acknowledged. You should put a century partnership.
2) @Trio(u three know who this refers to ): I dont have time for you guys any more :) for some more weeks..
3) @Ronaldo: Get out of the fucking company and try to do MBA :). Put some money in my account. Im fast depleting my resources :(
It has started...............the year of the scorpion.
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
taking out debacle
Well,
Lesson number 1: If you are not comfortable with someone, then dont ask them out.
Lesson number 2: Be ready for Googlies.
Me: " Can I take you out for lunch ? just like that and nothing serious"
she doesnt respond.
She doesnt respond for another 30 minutes..
I Sms my other side.
Other side replies " what did she say ?"
I Sms my other side " waiting for result".
Then I call crimemaster gogo.
After I return back, I buzz her again " u thr"
She replies " yea"
Now I infer that the answer is no; And I strangely do not feel anything sad about this. I felt a tinge of sadness as this was my first attempt :-);
I reply back; " Thats kewl. Nothing serious about what I asked; and I just wanted to know whether you read what I typed."
Then I go for a meeting.
I come back
I have a message " what did you ask"
Me (thinking ) what the fuck
I reply back : " that was about what i sent u"
She : " what did u send me"
I : " I asked u out for lunch , just like that and since u didnt respond, I thought that u said no"
She : " oh. I thought that it was spam "
Me (thinking) : Jesus christ.... Am I that dumbo that I wont ask any gal out..
She : " is there any specific thing to it or is it generally"
Me (Thinking) : what the fuck shuld i answer ? More importantly what the fuck is the right answer to this question.
Ohh ..here i miss my other side.
cant someone attempt this question or cant i ignore this one.
I : " generally. Arbit "
SHe : " In that case i do not know more about you to come out with u"
me (thinking) : what.. thats y i want to take u out u moron...so that i can know more about u. If we both each other very well, there is no need for taking out. Its a direct engagement and commitment.
I : " thats kewl."
She: " probably later :) "
Me (thinking): yeah get some 2 kids with some guy and we have all the time in the world. we just have 50 more days here u dumbo.
SHe: " Do u know ? some xxx got some yyy call from some zzz college"
Me (thinking) : wait for a moment. Am i going crazy now ? .. I ask u out . U say no and u send me this trivial piece of info which im supposed to know :(( ?????
I : " is it a guy or gal ?". ( still some vital info shuld be collected)
She: " a guy"
Me(thinking): k..lets call it a day.. a guy ha :(
p.s. :
1) Is taking out a gal the first step or intermediate step or the final step ? I thought that i was intermediate step. Dear close friends who read this, can u help me out :) ?
2) I am happy :). I had 1001 works to do.
I have 1000 works to do.
3) I made a humourous(atleast tried to) post out of it. Because only my close friends read this and just to tell u guys that I m not affected by this "No".
Lesson number 1: If you are not comfortable with someone, then dont ask them out.
Lesson number 2: Be ready for Googlies.
Me: " Can I take you out for lunch ? just like that and nothing serious"
she doesnt respond.
She doesnt respond for another 30 minutes..
I Sms my other side.
Other side replies " what did she say ?"
I Sms my other side " waiting for result".
Then I call crimemaster gogo.
After I return back, I buzz her again " u thr"
She replies " yea"
Now I infer that the answer is no; And I strangely do not feel anything sad about this. I felt a tinge of sadness as this was my first attempt :-);
I reply back; " Thats kewl. Nothing serious about what I asked; and I just wanted to know whether you read what I typed."
Then I go for a meeting.
I come back
I have a message " what did you ask"
Me (thinking ) what the fuck
I reply back : " that was about what i sent u"
She : " what did u send me"
I : " I asked u out for lunch , just like that and since u didnt respond, I thought that u said no"
She : " oh. I thought that it was spam "
Me (thinking) : Jesus christ.... Am I that dumbo that I wont ask any gal out..
She : " is there any specific thing to it or is it generally"
Me (Thinking) : what the fuck shuld i answer ? More importantly what the fuck is the right answer to this question.
Ohh ..here i miss my other side.
cant someone attempt this question or cant i ignore this one.
I : " generally. Arbit "
SHe : " In that case i do not know more about you to come out with u"
me (thinking) : what.. thats y i want to take u out u moron...so that i can know more about u. If we both each other very well, there is no need for taking out. Its a direct engagement and commitment.
I : " thats kewl."
She: " probably later :) "
Me (thinking): yeah get some 2 kids with some guy and we have all the time in the world. we just have 50 more days here u dumbo.
SHe: " Do u know ? some xxx got some yyy call from some zzz college"
Me (thinking) : wait for a moment. Am i going crazy now ? .. I ask u out . U say no and u send me this trivial piece of info which im supposed to know :(( ?????
I : " is it a guy or gal ?". ( still some vital info shuld be collected)
She: " a guy"
Me(thinking): k..lets call it a day.. a guy ha :(
p.s. :
1) Is taking out a gal the first step or intermediate step or the final step ? I thought that i was intermediate step. Dear close friends who read this, can u help me out :) ?
2) I am happy :). I had 1001 works to do.
I have 1000 works to do.
3) I made a humourous(atleast tried to) post out of it. Because only my close friends read this and just to tell u guys that I m not affected by this "No".
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Arbit 'o' Arbit
Program Test post. (Checking performacing extension in Mozilla firefox)
If (test post == success)
{
printf("%s",Mozilla rocks);
}
else
{
printf("%s",Mozilla still rocks);
}
p.s. Feels nice to write a C program ( with lots of mistakes :)) after a long time.
If (test post == success)
{
printf("%s",Mozilla rocks);
}
else
{
printf("%s",Mozilla still rocks);
}
p.s. Feels nice to write a C program ( with lots of mistakes :)) after a long time.
powered by performancing firefox
Saturday, January 13, 2007
She...
She dated a simple,elegant,fun-loving,liberal,broad-minded,honest guy. They both decided to get married. It was her decision.
She had her Mother's face. Her father told her that. She was able to understand.
She started her own mechanical company as she wanted to employ unskilled labour. It was her decision. She got a loan from her father ( she insisted on a loan though her father wanted to gift the money.)
She worked as a consultant for a big conglomerate. She quit the job. It was her decision.
She gave many carnatic concerts. Music was her passion.
She pursued management degree from premier institute in India. It was her decision.
She got her book published by a big publishing company. Writing came naturally to her.
She worked for a biotechnology company. She was one of the founders of the company which wanted to provide low-cost medicines to people.
She graduated. She wanted to be entrepreneur. No one in the family objected to her wishes.
She played basketball representing Tamilnadu. She loved basketball.
She joined IIT madras. That was the best college in the country at that time. Her father's close friend was a big professor at IIT. She was crazy about engineering right from her childhood. She dreamt big.
She read a lot of books. She lived in the book world. She slept only for 6 hours a day.
She loved her father a lot. She loved her mother too. Though her mother was not as intelligent or as loving as her father, she had no choice.
She was loved by her father's and her mother's friends. They considered her as their own daughter. Prominent among them were a big industrialist, a big software guru, etc... It was too long to list her parents friends.
She spoke about her political views in the family. The family respected her choice.
She spoke about the latest crush she had in the school with her parents. They laughed. But they stepped in when they felt that she needed their help.
She was always given the option of doing or not doing a certain thing. She took her own decision. If it was not sensible, the faults were pointed out.
She didn't top the class. She was not forced to memorize. Though math and science came naturally to her.
She was three years old. Her parents were able to spend time for her inspite of their busy schedule.
She was called as amudha. Her name in the school records might be different though.
She had her mother's face. Though she couldn't understand that her father often said that.
She was born (or adopted by) to me and some xxxxxxxxxxxx.
p.s. Strong felt the urge of writing this........ donno y :)
She had her Mother's face. Her father told her that. She was able to understand.
She started her own mechanical company as she wanted to employ unskilled labour. It was her decision. She got a loan from her father ( she insisted on a loan though her father wanted to gift the money.)
She worked as a consultant for a big conglomerate. She quit the job. It was her decision.
She gave many carnatic concerts. Music was her passion.
She pursued management degree from premier institute in India. It was her decision.
She got her book published by a big publishing company. Writing came naturally to her.
She worked for a biotechnology company. She was one of the founders of the company which wanted to provide low-cost medicines to people.
She graduated. She wanted to be entrepreneur. No one in the family objected to her wishes.
She played basketball representing Tamilnadu. She loved basketball.
She joined IIT madras. That was the best college in the country at that time. Her father's close friend was a big professor at IIT. She was crazy about engineering right from her childhood. She dreamt big.
She read a lot of books. She lived in the book world. She slept only for 6 hours a day.
She loved her father a lot. She loved her mother too. Though her mother was not as intelligent or as loving as her father, she had no choice.
She was loved by her father's and her mother's friends. They considered her as their own daughter. Prominent among them were a big industrialist, a big software guru, etc... It was too long to list her parents friends.
She spoke about her political views in the family. The family respected her choice.
She spoke about the latest crush she had in the school with her parents. They laughed. But they stepped in when they felt that she needed their help.
She was always given the option of doing or not doing a certain thing. She took her own decision. If it was not sensible, the faults were pointed out.
She didn't top the class. She was not forced to memorize. Though math and science came naturally to her.
She was three years old. Her parents were able to spend time for her inspite of their busy schedule.
She was called as amudha. Her name in the school records might be different though.
She had her mother's face. Though she couldn't understand that her father often said that.
She was born (or adopted by) to me and some xxxxxxxxxxxx.
p.s. Strong felt the urge of writing this........ donno y :)
Monday, January 08, 2007
The heroes
"Kamal hassan or Mohanlal" ?. I guess most of us would take a stand on this topic. I do know few people who think that kamal overacts. When it comes to talent in other aspects, kamal wins hands down.
He can sing, dance (started as choreographer), direct, produce, write lyrics. He lives for cinema. Now when it comes to acting, the real debate starts. Mohanlal is a king when it comes to day to day roles. Kamal reigns in author backed roles. Not many have acted as a charlie-chaplin, psycho-path, Humanist, buffoon and so on.
Now coming to overacting syndrome, it is important to understand from the cultural context. I believe that dramatic tenor has always been part of tamil culture. If you speak with people from South tamilnadu, you can understand the accent, the stress, the emotional palette which they bring out with their body language. Even subtle things like love, friendship are expressed with variety of emotions. Naturally kamal(hailing from paramakudi near ramanathapuram) portrays in his acting.
Watched veyil( sunshine ) during the vacation. Watching the movie was an exhilarating experience. It filled me with subtle emotions of childhood. Bharath's character portrays the angry young man of madurai and I derived the kamal-mohanlal difference from Bharath's character. Pasupathi came up with a class act. In one word, tamil movie industry at present is malayalam movie industry of 80's. Raw talent can be seen everywhere.
P.s. 1) After a long time, I came up with a post which doesn't speak about my life :).
2) I like mohanlal :-).
3) Waiting for Bala's Njan kadavul. Move over manirathnam. Time for you to exit Tamil field.
He can sing, dance (started as choreographer), direct, produce, write lyrics. He lives for cinema. Now when it comes to acting, the real debate starts. Mohanlal is a king when it comes to day to day roles. Kamal reigns in author backed roles. Not many have acted as a charlie-chaplin, psycho-path, Humanist, buffoon and so on.
Now coming to overacting syndrome, it is important to understand from the cultural context. I believe that dramatic tenor has always been part of tamil culture. If you speak with people from South tamilnadu, you can understand the accent, the stress, the emotional palette which they bring out with their body language. Even subtle things like love, friendship are expressed with variety of emotions. Naturally kamal(hailing from paramakudi near ramanathapuram) portrays in his acting.
Watched veyil( sunshine ) during the vacation. Watching the movie was an exhilarating experience. It filled me with subtle emotions of childhood. Bharath's character portrays the angry young man of madurai and I derived the kamal-mohanlal difference from Bharath's character. Pasupathi came up with a class act. In one word, tamil movie industry at present is malayalam movie industry of 80's. Raw talent can be seen everywhere.
P.s. 1) After a long time, I came up with a post which doesn't speak about my life :).
2) I like mohanlal :-).
3) Waiting for Bala's Njan kadavul. Move over manirathnam. Time for you to exit Tamil field.
Thursday, January 04, 2007
Moonam thampuran
Chumma...(Mohanlal style).
This post is to celebrate a new phase of life. Its unbelievable when someone points out that twenty days ago I was in crush with a girl and the crush does not exist any more.Hmmmm, One more unlucky girl in this universe exists from 2007(Gentlemen, Humility is my virtue.)
The most important thing that is frightening me now is my career. I cant land up in soup once more in my life. But thats the challenge and I am relishing it.
And the best thing is optimism. Optimism in transcending relationships, events unfolding now and future; Optimism in wearing new masks, in undergoing pains, in failures and learning; Optimism in exploring new areas; Optimism in LIFE. Period.
Things I enjoyed during vacation:
Rice fields, bright sunlight, heat and humidity, friends, Trip to God's own country, Food and sleep(not exactly in same order)
I'm damn happy in life. I was, I am and I will be; I did not have any new year resolutions. Its funny to note some new year resolutions. New year doesn't exist for me. Each day is new and fresh. Each day is an opportunity. Each day is passport to success. Each day is my day.
Song: "Oru nalil" from pudhupettai which reflects my mood (style copied from kuttan).
p.s. Oflate I feel that the posts are bragging about me. But my marks(results) are not showing the trend. May be its time to CRACK THEM......
This post is to celebrate a new phase of life. Its unbelievable when someone points out that twenty days ago I was in crush with a girl and the crush does not exist any more.Hmmmm, One more unlucky girl in this universe exists from 2007(Gentlemen, Humility is my virtue.)
The most important thing that is frightening me now is my career. I cant land up in soup once more in my life. But thats the challenge and I am relishing it.
And the best thing is optimism. Optimism in transcending relationships, events unfolding now and future; Optimism in wearing new masks, in undergoing pains, in failures and learning; Optimism in exploring new areas; Optimism in LIFE. Period.
Things I enjoyed during vacation:
Rice fields, bright sunlight, heat and humidity, friends, Trip to God's own country, Food and sleep(not exactly in same order)
I'm damn happy in life. I was, I am and I will be; I did not have any new year resolutions. Its funny to note some new year resolutions. New year doesn't exist for me. Each day is new and fresh. Each day is an opportunity. Each day is passport to success. Each day is my day.
Song: "Oru nalil" from pudhupettai which reflects my mood (style copied from kuttan).
p.s. Oflate I feel that the posts are bragging about me. But my marks(results) are not showing the trend. May be its time to CRACK THEM......
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