sage and onion

this was the first time that someone put water into a half filled glass of sprite. and then when pointed out, emptied the contents and bought back half a glass of sprite!!
man, the place serves ok food, but the service is really bad. for those who arent living in chennai and who dont know about S&O, feel blessed.
i also found out today how tough it is to get a credit card. after a million questions which the people asking them have no idea why they are asking, the credit card people finally tell me that they need a lot of things more....i then give them a letter basically detailing half my life, and now, probably, they will give me a credit card!
life is pretty tough in the capitalist era. frankly, the model dosent make sense. enjoying supernormal profits for providing a serivce is not part of the game. normal profits are probably what would enable one to live comfortably and would be in tune with welfare economics. but the capitalist philosophy believes in this reverse robin hood system of working. which puts me off.
so to speak.

the movies we see

and the things we want to do.
the art that we think we like,
and how far we are from it.
its all about choices they say.
and isint it not really the choices.
but the decisions made by society
of what your choices really are.

the guy is cute, really

i never thot i wud say this about a guy whose on the right side of heaven.

talking about things
today, we had a discussion about many things. i think i am finding out that the reasons for harbouring ideas about something are based on assumptions that one makes. however, it is very importat to question assumptions all the time. i think i need to do that all the time in my life. however, i think it will become increasingly difficult to do that after a certain age and knowledge. u have to let go of too many things. and accept too many other ones.
but will try anyhow.

take a stand

click here to sign a petition for making sure that politicians disclose all information about themselves in india.
so that we can vote for the right guy.
and please do vote. its about your choice. and about your country after all.

Sale

For sale is hate
For sale is oil
For sale are nukes
For sale are lies
For sale is truth
For sale is freedom
For sale is slavery
What about love?

man. i just had a fight

its isint nice to be in one. but the truth is, there isint any better way to work out some middle ground. a little give and take thing. u know.
at work, now, things r getting hotter. i have lot of responsibility, and therefore, lot of work. dont know if i can handle it.
lets hope i can. because if i cant, it will mean a number of things.

the movie is great

north by northwest has probably got one of the best shooting sequences i have ever seen. the plane scene is just amazing. it is dont with such candour, that u dont realize that time has passed by. the whole movie for that matter is do seamlessly put together, it is a delight to watch it.
one thing though. there is a chronological clause in the movie. ie, the movie's title for example will be undestood by people who know about northwest. and northwest is dead)or, if it isint, it will be)
i think movies need to have a kind of universal theme to it. like ran by kurosawa explres just the feelings of trust, loyalty and betrayal. among other things. and somehow, that movie is more global than somehting like north by northwest. inspite of it being jap.
i want to see the movie go
i have eard that it is good.

i am not riting tonite
dont feel like. again, as i sed yesterday, i have a lot of things to say, but i dont think i have the energy to mete it out. that plus, i dont think there is any point in putting it down here without me actually thinking about everything in more detail. which i am unable to do.
i watched north by northwest tonite, and it was goooodddd!

eat your heart out

that comment above is jsut to draw your attention to this line.
HA
i must say though, that billairds is a really cool game. i went and played billiards with papa today and it was lots of fun. i wish i am able to play as often as possible. it will take some time to get the hang of the game and all that, but it is fun. thats what counts, right?
my work takes up a lot of my time. sometimes i think that it is taking too much of my time. but i dont think i will be able to live without it. i am getting used to the day passing working. and the nights passing sleeping.
so, whats left?
i hope i get a breather sometime in sometime.
i dont need one right now, but ya, in some time i will.
i saw to kill a mocking bird, and it is a wonderful movie. however, i felt it dosent rival the book. somehow, i havent found a single movie which has been able to rival the book it was made on. strange, isint it?
now so much actually. the book lets us be the directors, and hell, we are the best when it comes to making up stuff in our own minds.
i had so many things i wanted to rite about. but now, i just want to go bak home ( i am in a net centre) and sleep in some time after listening to some black sabbath.
those two lines from the earlier post, are from the conversation. the movie was wonderful , and the way the actress sung the lines was just very beautiful. i can find out who the actress is, and what she looks like and all that, but heck, what r u for?

the net is down

the robin is bob, bob, ...bobbing along...
along..

i got a dvd player. and i took membership in a dvd library, so life is nice these days. though i dont have the net, so its kinda dicey.
no net, is like no water. in a way.
i mean, no net, as an eventuality would be ok. but no net as a temporary condition is killing, isint it?!
thats true for all things, u know. if u read carefully.
ha. the philosopher.
conversation, the movie was good. not coppola's best, but good. i think apocalypse now is his best. the movie is so stark, and the point it drives home is so well said.
i think my favourite movie of all times is matrix, and then fight club. both of them look at the trouble of our lives. stereotypes, a mass standardization of humans, and how to break out of it. very interesting would be the comparison between the two movies (yoda style).
alvida.

i dont understand this

the man who sold the world

We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when
Although I wasn’t there, he said I was his friend
Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago
Oh no, not me
I never lost control
You’re face to face
With the man who sold the world
I laughed and shook hishand, and made my way back home
I searched for form and land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazley stare at all the millions here
We must have died along, a long long time ago
Who knows? not me
We never lost control
You’re face to face
With the man who sold the world

i dont understand what he is trying to say. maybe i need to put in some more time, but i dont have that. so.
if anyone out there knows,lemme know.

tonite, at the beach, the almost-full moon was peeping out of dark broken clouds and if you looked up, the world looked like one huge imax theatre. massively huge. curving, expansive. it was so beautiful. i hpe we hang on to till for a long time.

TAKE THAT

my favvvvourite cartoon

i think the 'there is depth' thing is pretty corny

isint it corny? i think so now. its ot in very good 'vipulian' taste to be honest.
anyway. big deal. a blog is an anonymous place where everything is maaf(maaf= pardoned)
the problem is that i am not anonymous on the web. u see, everybody who reads this blog are exactly the people whom i dont want them to read. and the people who dont read are the people who shud.
its one of those things i cant change. like the taste of some perfetti bubblegum.
such, is the state of life.
workworkwork tomorrow. yeah. yeah. i know. its saturday. so, what?!

interpretive wisdom

the girl down there is madhubala. for all those souls without cognizance of the fact that she is.
i just thot about her, and her look appeals to me. i have heard that she had a very tragic life. i picturize her in a white dress with a cigarette in her hand. somehow, that is the only image of her which rings true.

i had a thought this morning on a bike. that it is phenomenally difficult to recreate life. almost impossible to show it in the exact fashion it happens. in fact, the natural canot be imitated. because it ceases to be that once it is imitated.
simple isint it?
i bet there is no way to exactly stage 2 people walking towards each other. 2 strangers, without looking at each other, but choosing their paths.
on the work front, it is cool. i have got my targets now, and they are tough to get but interesting to pursue.
i got my daily target today, though i doubt i will be able to continue that.

beautiful eyes

there is depth

management

i hate the word, but somehow, the way it has come to be defined, it encompasses everything. like some fungus.
well.
how do i get some 9 guys to double business in one month?
and how so i make 4 guys who have 4-6 yrs of experience in the 'industry' listen to me?!
such and other mundane questions go thru my brain.

the vastness of the photo is all upto you

powerful music

i am listening to the matrix reloaded cd and it is really powerful stuff!
plus, it is all on the headphones and it really gets into you. if i want, i can draw some thing out of it. ha. just kidding. music is music. period. i think we should understand the power and beauty of music but not get waylaid into the bigger issues, of spirituality, of anger display and all those things, when it comes to music.

hell, this post dosent make any sense.
just to give you an idea of the kind of stuff that goes on in a head when listening to matrix reloaded.

que sera sera

what will be is what has been.
as time goes by, there are more and more patters emerging out of the whole deal.

predictability increases as interaction goes up.
somebody once asked me how the hell i come up with lines like the one above?!
but i think it is just some kind of crystallization of thought. what i put here has been thought over to some degree. though i must admit that over the last 6 months or so, i have become increasingly formal in my thinking. and there is more and more logic governing my thoughts. i dont think that is really good. because if you are logic based, then you are also very predictable. the beauty of humans is that we are able to beat the machine by using machines. infact, look at the jedi concept. the reason they are able to beat the machines and are more powerful than them, is becasue of their leaving logic behind and acting on instinct.
kind of like the principle of agere contra. where action is based on the least likely course. kind of anti-logic.

sloshed

time and again, i tell myself not to go out in the rain.
its all wet, and if u arent, some godforsaken vehicle makes u wet.
such, is life.
i am going back to madras. i like madras better than chennai. damm, the word chennai just dosent sound good.
i will be there for about 4-8 months on a stint from my company trying to sell stuff. and i am going to start from the bottom. the thing is, next time someone approches you for something to buy, it just mite be me, and so please give me a patient hearing. buy me some coffee if u have time. i just mite be sleepy.

frankly. life is going to be pretty hectic for the next whatever months. i am thinking of 7 day weeks. i wudnt mind it actually. takes my mind off many things i wish i wudnt be thinking about. but which just dont go away.
life is such a complaicated thing, that it is almost impossible to analyze it. there are just too many variables. and most of the times, i think the people with instinct and the ability to act on them will be the ones who will have a good life. i hope i am able to do that. beating analysis takes out the whole factor of varibility.

so what is the one thing on my mind. my behaviour. and the whole thing about why i do behave the way i do, and should i be bothered. and if i shud not be, am i willing to make an ass of myself? and if the ass thing goes on for a substantial time period, how ok is that for me?
such and other useless questions take up my time.
see, this is exactly what i am talking about.