Return of the......

Yeah baby! Me back again! After a gruelling journey and the first ever interview in my life and may be the first ever serious GD.
The trip towards there was not very good. A family with a 6 month old baby, two smokers who alternatively smoke and a controlling dad. Enough to drive me crazy. Kid is fine, Dad is fine but smokers...not fine. Especially since I was trying to quit and there was no way I could have one with Dad around. A test of patience really. On top of it in Goa, a guy enters selling whisky and brandy for throwaway prices. I could just look on and sigh. *sigh*
Anand was good and IRMA was excelent. About Anand. The place is a large town, but few shops when compared to our towns. May be smaller than Allapuzha or Kollam.
The trademarks: Cows! and Dogs!

The Cows (yeah the capital C) are scary. With big horns. Too many dogs here. But they are very peaceful and playful.
The tea is very milky. Food is cheap but non veg is scarce. 95% Gujjus are veggies.
Cigarette is expensive. Wills cost 50p more.
Gujarat State buses suck man. Our KSRTC look like Bentley in comparison.
The girls are beautiful, amicable and has a good taste(?). A couple of them asked me out to a movie. ;-) I did'nt go. That movie sucked :-P (Mere Jeevan Sathi!)
IRMA campus is so beautiful.Very green. The temperature is always 2 degrees less than outside. So many birds of many varieties. Many squirrels. (I love squirrels!). And so many Monkeys! Very peaceful variety.

We stayed outside at a hotel. A pretty rundown one. Bad bathroom. I could adjust but poor Father, he suffered. On the day before selection I prepared by reading two novels: Fivepoint someone and One night@ call center by Chetan Bhagat. Loved both. Especially Fivepoint someone. Seems like there are more people like me who got screwed up by not thinking straight.

IRMA selection had two processes. Group Activity and a Personal Interview.
I acquainted with 4 malayalees. And one of them is my collegemate's brother in law. We had a presentaion about IRMA first. Cleared a lot of my doubts.
4 of us Mallus were in the same batch for GD. So it was very soothing to enter the room. First was a regular GD: The topic being "Credit cards bring more trouble and use"
Really calm GD inspite of the topic. All of us got opportunity to talk and it was lively discussion. Only two guys were sitting mum.
Then we had a group task. 9 steps to eradicate illiteracy in India were given and we had to prioritise them, first in our personal opinion and then in the group consensus. A good discusiion again.
After it was over met up with a girl from the other batch. She told there GDs were total chaos and fishmarket.

After an hour I had my PI. A lady and two gentlemen were there in the panel. Went quite well till the last question about cooperative IT movement in Kerala. I said I had no idea and to my horror the inaugration of the same was held yesterday! Well I always live on hope :-)
I skipped the screening of the movie Barefoot Manager and decided to roam the markets instead. Bought some stuff for home and was hit on by two teen girls who asked me out to a movie. They probably thought I was some rich guy who would spent on them! I declined the offer and said I had an interview to attend. The birds flew away. :-(

The return journey was also not too good. I was feeling totaly stuffy and bored. Spent my time muching on food and finished a Polo in 30 minutes. May be I am a chain poloist. Well that settles the tooth pain reason now!
There was a Sindhi engineer with us. Spent time chatting with him (rather he chatting with me!) Also an elderly Malayalee man and his wife. To say the least I was bored to death.

Came home at early morning and I found my room totally changed! My cousin had come to stay there to give mother company and he cleaned up the room totally! It was being in an alien land for me albiet a neat one!
Got my exams running now. Feeling totally drained and sick. Has to leave for Ahmedabad again this 4th for MICA. Now I am giving a serious thought not to go. Will miss Sports Day and College Day. More importantly I am not feeling well at all.
I really hope I do get through in IRMA and pray that I do qualify if I get selected! :-)
I have not forgotten the story. It will come and another post before that I am now cooking up.

When I am gone...

I had a pretty nasty day yesterday. Fought with a teacher. I even went to extent of telling the truth: He doesn't teach well and wastes our time. Then had a long, winding and an irritating talk with another teacher. Why are these people so bent upon creating problems for us. Thr first guy is the worst. Telling lies about how he spoke for us. Spineless creature! Be a man dude! I think he has only the moustache as sign of masculinity. Hell, women have got pretty good character. I think I will stop before I embark on a character assassination.
So my sessionals will be in the drains I guess. But I will fight back if he tries reduce my marks. Gonna work hard on his subject. Lucky its not such a hard subject.
In other news I got an interview call from MICA (Mudra Insitute of Communication, Ahmedabad). A long cherished desire. But some problems: financial, academical etc...

Imagine my blog without an entry for one week...
Some would say "Good Riddance!"
Some others "He blogged?"
Some others "Whatever..."
I think (hope) some would miss me...
I post at a regular frequency. May be 4-5 times a week for many months now. Sometimes it may be a (another) poll when I got nothing to write or feeling lazy. Still I posted.
Next week is in its entirety devoted to the train journey to and from Anand and the selection process at IRMA on 23rd. I will be back on sunday the 26th. So what can you expect then? I had been contemplating a story for a long time and was saying the same to Meenu while we were chatting. I had fallen asleep today evening and saw an incredible and surreal dream (Though I could'nt see it completely). In came the creative juices. I told the juices to hold your horsies as my friends would flay me if I write a story now. They are quite angry at me for a lacklustre attitude at interview preparations. I promise a story later. I have'nt kept many of my promises. Like my kindergarden days or my biased review of harry Potter. I hope to keep up with this one.
So what you can expect?
Made a compilation of my best posts (according to me basically!)

Lets call it...

Rockus Narus: So far so good

1. Why Rock? (Scroll down!)
2. The Big Dog's Dawg (Adieu my friend...)
3. The Edge of Reasoning...
4. Series Sam
5. One Wild Night-I
6. My Music
7. Skeletons Crawl out of my closet
8. Ten Commandments
9. My Self...
10. Out In the cold-I,II,III

11. The Forbidden Places...
12. Manmohan Day!

So Adios Amigos till I return...

My Hate list...

Been tagged by Arti and Poison...It about the things I hate. I am a very gentle person and hates hate...But sometimes I feel the dark emotions surging through my mind...:-P
So here goes nothing...

1. I hate incompetent show offs. I have been seeing a lot of them these days in college. Had the "fortune" of working with one guy last colloquium and he almost made me swear in public and knock his teeth out. And now we have couple of teachers like that who behave as if they are the best but knows nothing...

2. I am a pedestrian most of the time and I enjoy my walks. Some rash drivers make my life difficult. I hate them.

3. I hate people who are prejudiced against my taste in music. I don't force anyone to hear my playlist. (Except for my unfortunate project mates :-D) Live and let live.

4. I hate the very notion of reservation for the so called "oppressed classes". Might be true in North India but certainly a false notion in my state.

5. I hate people who don't care about the environment.

6. I hate people who don't pay taxes.

7. I hate people who make a scene deliberately to show they had been drinking. Learn to hold your wine!

8. Smoking in front of children. Did I mention self loathing somewhere?

9. I hate girls who dress up like vamps and behave like one.

10. I hate guys who were low waist just to show their underwear. I hate it.

11. I hate the insurgent terrorists in India. LeT, ULFA etc.

12. I hate communists and marxists in Kerala and also the Muslim league.

13. I hate the pseudo secularist policies of political parties. They are sowing the seed for a big disaster in future.

Now I am stopping at the number of the beast!

On to the tagging ceremony...
Meenu (let us see what makes u go grrrr!)
The fellowship (people do the tags!)

Cupid Radio Inc.

I have been bashing Odie left and right through this blog. Make no mistake he is one of my best friends and the same goes to his darling too. I had decided to make it up to him for 'blogbusing' him and I had a bell ringing in my brains to do so. Darling was scared to take any gifts as she was afraid to take it home and so she had told not to give her any gifts. The dude was feeling pretty empty without giving a gift. I was recording some sounds in my mobile. Its not an expensive set and you can record small voice reminders upto 19 seconds. I recorded the Beatles song "When i am sixtyfour". Some lines that I loved. Then I had this notion of sending it an MMS to Odie so that he could sent to Darling. But his set has no MMS support and her set is also the same.(Nokia 2600 sucks! LG 2050 Rulz!) So we were stuck. I had listened to radio dum dum a while back and I had this idea of hosting a radio station so that Odie could recite his Valentines Day message followed by a song dedication. I read upon how to make a shoutcast radio station and we tested it that night itself. I told him to record his message and sent it over.
I went to his place the next day and tried to set the same in his house, so he could say anything without me hearing it. But some problems and he didnt mind me hearing his message. After all I have suffered a lot in the middle of their saccharine talks!
But as the day neared disaster struck! The day in which Odie was to record some inexplicable causes made the recording of his sound impossible. So we decided just the song would do. I told him to tell her goodbye on 13th late night and go invisible. The idiot screwed that up but again Rockus saved the day. By 12 I sent her the playlist and made her listen.
He had chosen the right song. "Nothing gonna change my love for you" by Glen Medieros. He came back visible and the couple shared (must have!) some initimate virtual kissing and hugging (they did not respond to yours cupidly for a while!) and I played my dedication after that "I am a believer" by The Monkees. This song always reminded me of Odie and he too remarked that.
The day thus started pretty well.
I did my presentation pretty decently. May be the blessing of a lovestruck couple...

Nothing gonna change my love

If I had to live my life without you near me
The days would all be empty
The nights would seem so long
With you I see forever oh so clearly
I might have been in love before
But it never felt this strong
Our dreams are young and we both know
They'll take us where we want to go
Hold me now, touch me now
I don't want to live without you

Nothing's gonna change my love for you
You ought to know by now how much I love you
One thing you can be sure of
I'll never ask for more than your love
Nothing's gonna change my love for you
You ought to know by now how much I love you
The world may change my whole life through
But nothing's gonna change my love for you

If the road ahead is not so easy
Our love will lead a way for us
Like a guiding star
I'll be there for you if you should need me
You don't have to change a thing
I love you just the way you are
So come with me and share the view
I'll help you see forever too
Hold me now, touch me now
I don't want to live without you

I am a believer

I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else but not for me.
Love was out to get me
That's the was it seemed.
Disappointment haunted all my dreams.

Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer
Not a trace of doubt in my mind.
I'm in love, I'm a believer!
I couldn't leave her if I tried.

I thought love was more or less a given thing,
Seems the more I gave the less I got.
What's the use in tryin'?
All you get is pain.
When I needed sunshine I got rain.

Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer
Not a trace of doubt in my mind.
I'm in love, I'm a believer!
I couldn't leave her if I tried.

So the Cupid Says Ciao!
I liked this picture a lot! My new Yahoo profile pic... Posted by Picasa
The Background I made for our project. "CoCo: The Collaborative Content Creation Tool". Me and Dinkan were thinking of names and I was fooling around playing Steve Jobs (he named apple) and forwarded names like Manga(mallucised version of mango) and some pretty obscene names as well. Then I came up with 'Thenga' (Coconut). Dinku said Coconut and then thunder & Lightning struck in the brains! Viola! Heres the name CoCo complete with two coconuts for Os! Posted by Picasa

Somethings money can't buy...

Indigo nation flat trouser...699 Rs

Van Heusen blue Shirt...899 Rs

Brown striped Tie...299 Rs

Model Awards square toe shoes...799 Rs

A good meal from Azad...98 Rs

Admission to IRMA...priceless!

Today was shopping day for me. Needed to get stuff for my interview. Me, Mother and Father went out together after god knows when. When I think about the money being spent i realy dread the situation if I don't get selected. May be thats what prompted me not to take a Wills(!) Lifestyle Shirt I really liked. It was 100 Rs more than Van Heusen and the best of the lot. But I just could'nt take it though my mom asked me to choose whichever I liked. Van Heusen I took is a light blue and may be useful only for interviews, its pretty drab otherwise. I don't know how to tie the tie. Have to ask my friends to help me learn.
Now I need to get a belt. But it so bloody expensive in shops. In Parthas it cost around 600 bucks! I bought my current belt which I have been using for the past four years for just 35 bucks from footpath. Still very usable but not formal. My cousin hated it and used to tell it reminded him of crocodiles!
Anyway I am going to apply to some other colleges as well, just in case. I dont think i can meet anybody from develpmental sector as I can't bunk college. Time for me to be at my best avatar- The Bluffmaster!
But I guess I know a lot about these rural developments than others. My mom works in a department dealing with some aspects of rural development and I have perused through her stuff since I was a kid. May be that would help!

Now for another one!

One Benson & Hedges Lights...4.50 Rs
One Mento Fresh...0.50 Rs

Take a deep puff...aaah!
Turn around and see your Dad's friend at a distance...Priceless!

I am quitting smoking for a while...May be for good...Atleast not while I am alone and bored...Boredom that is a big issue...May be its time to nosedive into project and interview preparation so I have no time to feel bored...
So have consoled me...though a poison you kissed me everyday...I am grateful...Now I bid adieu before you enslave me...

Song Recommendation...well since I am making some changes what less than to kick off in style. It is going to be upbeat and fun. It will be retro...The Monkees- I am a believer ( This song has a new version which was sung by Donkey at the end of the movie Shrek)

Running in circles in dire straits...

Yesterday I cried. It has been a long while. 5-6 months. I am not a person who thinks it is courageous and manly not to show your emotions. I believe such people suffer from hypertension later on. Anyway, the last time was during our tour. In the night. During our journey cuting Haryana on the national highway. I was talking to one of my best friends. (I don't rank my friends. I believe in arranging friends in concentric circles with me as centre so that more than one belong to each ring. It may be pretty lame to some, but it is my belief. May be stemming from the fact that I had no best friend in school, atleast no one I could consider as one.) We were talking and reminscing about our lives. I needed to vent out my steam and he provided the platform I could lean on to. It was dark so probably he culd not see my tears, may be he could guess from my sparkling eyes or husky voice. (I wasn't bawling!)
Yesterday was a pretty no good day. I had spent the morning at the ground watching matches and in the afternoon at Jackie's house helping them with their presentation. So much for the good things. I had been trying to get through to TIME to ask about IRMA preparations as they had not called me regarding the same. Sooraj had told me they called him and some visits ha been arranged. I couldn't reach him either. Yesterday I finally got to him and I was pretty demolished when he said others had already visited quite a few people. Got the number of a guy who got call and ringed him up. He was quite friendly and helpful. On top of this some dudes from ADL came and told my mom that i had not paid any dues for the past 4 months and they would cut the connection. My parents had a suspicion that I had taken that money and invested on my cell phone. The reciept was missing too. I decided to put things straight by a visit to the ADL office and asked the lady there to give me a statement regarding the money I had to pay. Cleared the air of doubt over me. After this I was pretty much exhausted. Then the matter of heart took precedence in my mind and I was dazed by that for a long time. In the night as usual I logged in and started chatting with one of my best friends. (see above again!) Starting was usual with me foxing and PJing her but then I had to confess my heart out. I just needed to do that. She was a patient listener (or is it reade?) She helped a lot by talking sense and consoling me. I was crying by the middle of it. (Not bawling!) I could'nt help the tears from flowing. I guess that is some kind of a symptom of being heartsick. Chatting to her helped a lot. Put some perspectives in correct position, still the ache remained and it remains...

Music Recommendation: Guns N Roses- Patience. The perfect song for me. Acoustic ballad at its best. Do check out. Its not hard and heavy.

Let the Games begin!

No more Odie bashing for a while! Even today I was engaged in a pretty mean psychological torture with him. So enough blogological torture for a while! But he will make some appearences or even star if i am feeling naughty enough :-P

I wanted to post about our sports stuff and blah blah like that...but I am a bit too distracted to do that...donno why?

Our house, Ramanujam, got into finals of Football after beating Bhaba and lost to Sarabhai in the finals. Sarabhai beat Raman in shootout. Hafeez, Prabodh and a juny missed their kicks putting a brilliant save from Dinkan in oblivion. Sarabhai is the best team in football. Their team has some terrific forwards and their midfield plays like forwards. Imagine their stamina, they played two 90 minute matches without substituting their players until Jeevan got hurt.

Tomorrow is cricket. Some trouble are brewing. I think I feel a little empty after deciding not to play. Now that I think of it, our team has just 3 good batsmen ( but they are terrific!) and I would have made a decent addition as an accumulator ala Kaif or Martyn. But I did'nt have to bat at all last time eventhough I was in a good nick.
Haf was pretty disappointed at todays result and he has some headache in team selection tommorow. One hell of a pain! Same case with Anand and he also has worries to take care off. Ratheesh, our keeper is hurt so we need a replacement. Some bad blood and fueds are fuelling again...
I have decided to stay away from playing and that is that. I would be going to watch the match and enjoy a day out with friends discussing about cricket and the strategies. I really wish that is all I have to do and not being in the midst of a row.

Role Playing Games!

Colloquium is just over. The single worst program organised by the college was witnessed. Not the tech events. Though I feel we would have done a lot better had one of us been the Secretary. Lord Sam was offered the post but we had decided earlier not to get involved after the bitter experience we got at organising Illuminati fro CBI. Sabarish was the secretary. He is terrific organiser, but no man is an island and he alone could do nothing. I'll rant about this later on. Not in the right mood. There is lot of steam to vent. Later.

Well, I did miss organising a lot. There was nothing to do and a busybody like me was suffering. It was time for blabbing with friends. Having a 'happy meal'. Our kind of happy meal is we all pool our money in and buy the food. Then share. Some 15 boys and girls. The canteen people were stunned when me and hafeez gave them the bill for 50 parottas and 6 beef chillies!
These meals are really an experience. Basking in the sunshine of our friendship. That morning a couple of outside guys were rather amused with 5 of us fighting over a chocobar and Nisha crying as she got only the stick in the end. They must have felt that we had no manners. To hell with them.

Other times were spend in seclusion in the comfort of our classroom just chatting away and some were catching on some sleep. Brilliant opportunity for love birds but your truly decided to punish them with his words of wisdom.
I left them for a while and then Panackal motioned me that we will start the 'chori' (meaning ribbing)
We tortured them with our questions and counter counter questions. Suddenly we decided to start a preparation class for the birdies. Like interview and GD preparation we don't have classes for telling your parents about your love.
I became Odie's dad (despite his protests!) and Pana became Odie's darling's dad.

This roleplay was very tough. With guest appearance from Sreenath as her uncle.
Dad: I have this person for you. Take a look. Working in *********.
Dar: I don't want him.
Dad: Enthu? (in Maneesha tongue) [this means an emphatic 'WHAT?') Whats wrong with him?
Dar: Nothing. but i don't want him.
Dad: You like some one else?
Dar: Yes. i like odie.
Dad: but he is**************(not swearing dear friends! cannot reveal these things!)
Dar: Its ok. Thats not much.
Dad: Let him come and tell me about it. (several other dialogues have been gobbled by yours truly)

Odie has already told his mother. his mother has told his father about this. But father takes no notice.

Odie: Daddy! Lets go to Darlings home!
Me: WTF?
Odie: My dad never says that!
Me: CUT!

Odie: There is a girl called darling.
Me: So I should standon my head?
Odie: F U!
Me: CUT!

Odie: Did mother say anything to u about darling?
Me: U want to tell me anything just tell me.
Odie: I like darling.
Me: Does her family know.
Odie: Yes and she told them we are coming today.
Me: Whom did you ask first? I am not going anywhere. If you step outside I'll break your legs!
Odie: He might actually say that!
Me: CUT!

All the earlier conversations
Me: But she is ***********
Odie: I think it is ok. is'nt it?
Me: Ok with me? But what about her family?
Odie: We'll convince them!
Me: Oho! So u want me to suffer embarrassment due to my son?
Odie: Awwww!
Me: CUT!

After more takes and cuts we cut to the scene3

Darling's home.
*ding dong* on a very odd doorbell! (believe me it is very odd!)
Darling's mommy opens and lets them in, Odie and his parents.
Odie: Uncle this is my father.
After pleasantaries.
OF: My son wants to marry ur daughter.
DF: But he is **********
OF: Is it such an issue?
DF: What about our families honor? (Njangalude kudumbathinte maanam nokkende?)
OF: Mr. DF, Does ur family have such high honors? (Mr.DF ningalude kudumbathinu athrakkum valiya manamundo?)

Then a laugh riot started and we lost the momentum.
Our alternate plan for eloping was also in discussion as well as a neat idea by Pattu to let the parents know about this with no harm. But I guess it is enough PJ's for one post!
Later Days...

This incident is from a few days back...When things were still good...When I had my hair... :(

Mother: Cut your hair! You ^#&^*@#&@*
Me: No way!
Mother: You look like a person who has bad habits.
Me: (:-P) Let people think whatever they want. I give a hoot.
Mother: Please cut your hair will look really good. (Her tone changes to very sweet and loving)
Me: Oho. So I look bad now?
Mother: To be frank...YES!
Me: Let it be. I am not going to look smart to impress anybody.
Mother: Oh comeon now!
I take a magazine (a devotional one).
Me: Look at this! Sreeram, maryada purushotham, the perfect man. Look at his HAIR, long! Look at Krishna, again LONG hair.
Me: I just have very little hair when compared to them.
Mother: Look at this! Ganapathy! You are taking inspiration to grow your pauch as well? Very good.
Me: *nothing to say and looks at my tummy*

Later...Got a haircut after two days. On the eve of lab exams.

I wanted to cut my hair long back. It was the rebellish streak in me that made me not do that. Bad Bad Naru!
Now that I look handsome (again!) :-P,
I checked my tummy.
It stuck out like a dummy.
May be on it I could play rummy.
She was true, my mommy!
Now that was a good poem. Just made that up!

I prided at being fat and fit. But no more! I am not fit at all and I have decided not to play in the cricket team this year. This is just an excuse with a little merit. But reasons will be given, later.
I need to check into an exercise schedule. But trouble is waking up! I need to wake up atleast 5:30 to do the execise but impossible given the time I sleep these days.
I need to buckle up and get a couple of notches in my "Buckle"up!
Has to do some posts I wanted to and I sense a tag in the air!

Music recommendation: This time its a song and not an album as I usually do. "Every Rose has it's thorn" by Poison (Not our Poison! :-P )A fabulous Love song...)

"Love"ly things

Your Love Life Secrets Are

Looking back on your life, you will only have one true love.

Although you may have been hurt before, you tend to bring very little scars into new relationships.

You expect a lot from your lover - you want the full package. You tend to be very picky.

In fights, you love to debate and defend yourself. You logic prevails - or at least you'd like to think so.

Break-ups can be painful for you, but you never show it. You hold your head high.


You Are 39% Addicted to Love

Might as well face it, you're a little addicted to love.
You won't do anything for love, but sometimes you do more than you should.
No one's worth losing your head for - because in the end you'll only lose your heart.
Don't avoid falling in love. Just make sure you don't get too hooked.

Not quite! Some questions should have had a "not applicable answer"!

Your Five Factor Personality Profile


You have medium extroversion.
You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party.
Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences.
But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time."


You have medium conscientiousness.
You're generally good at balancing work and play.
When you need to buckle down, you can usually get tasks done.
But you've been known to goof off when you know you can get away with it.


You have medium agreeableness.
You're generally a friendly and trusting person.
But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism.
You get along well with others, as long as they play fair.


You have medium neuroticism.
You're generally cool and collected, but sometimes you do panic.
Little worries or problems can consume you, draining your energy.
Your life is pretty smooth, but there's a few emotional bumps you'd like to get rid of.

Openness to experience:

Your openness to new experiences is high.
In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas.
You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits.
A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything.

The fifth factor is completely me! The rest are incompletely me!

Life is a rollercoaster...

No, I am not going to say about the song by Ronan Keating. (Though, it is good!) It's about the real life. Real life gives us the ups and downs to elate and relate. My life too has seen many downs and a few ups. I shoud be happy for what I have and should be sad for being an underachiever (Its never too late, though) Not egotism. Just the plain truth ringing in my head. May be I am a moron or a stupid of the highest order who thinks what he believes is right. (I am a cupid of the highest order though! Just needs a pair of wings!) But hey, I used to be a loser (still one?) once and now I think I am a wise man. Learning from own mistakes (except when it comes to studies:-P) and more importantly others mistakes.
The last year of my life was one in which I learned a lot. Explored into an uncharted territory inside my mind (and others) and became a sort of mind reader, albeit just an apprentice devil at that!
People fascinate me by the way they emote in situations. Quite a few people surprised me with their naiveness, cunning, jealousy, fear, love and what not. Became a silent spectator to a lot of events and vocal in many others. Made quite a few new acquaintances both seen and unseen. Related with them. Disagreed with them. Detached myself with them. Gained experiences for a lifetime. Helping me to venture further in life.
What did I learn?
1. People are basically good. But basically bad too.
2. No man is an island.
3. Islands are not human
4. Sting in one's heart is very difficult to heal other than the natural healing by time.
5. Friendships are worth a damn only if you have hooked up the right person.
6. Woman are not stupid.
7. They are plain saccharine.
8. Mistakes are made by everyone.
9. Empathy is the greatest thing to have if you want a good interpersnal relationship.
10. Family is the most important thing in life. Not just your Mommy, Daddy, siblings etc. But your whole family.
11. There are only a very few people who really care about me.

Call it 11 Gems of Rockus or 11 Hemp of a Demented or 11 stupidities of an eccentric.
I don't care. Until I realise its truth or falsehood.
A couple of days back me and Dhanya were talking about IRMA etc. Thoughts went into my clearing all papers. I started using both hands and feet to count and she snapped. Uttered the words, "You know what? You take everything as easy and lightly. Just listen to songs, rant, party and have a gala time." Then nothing. May be even my closest of friends are afraid of telling the truth until pushed to limit. I am and easygoing person. May be its too easy for me. Nitin said the same thing a couple of years back and I changed myself for the worst. But he caught the change and told me to revert (I don't think he realised this) I did. It is life as usual for me since then.
Shakespeare (Shekharspear in Rajappish!) said, "All the world is a stage and we are players in it." So what am I in the play? A Joker? A Jackass? A Jack of all trades?
May be I have played them all...And waiting for my new roles...

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Look who's rockin' !

Bryan Adams coming to India! For the third time! The concert is on Feb 4 and 5.
Here is how the ad goes...
First time he came...You had girlfriend but no money (I had no money and no girlfriend)
Second time he came...You had money but no girlfriend (Same as before...)
and Now...You *to be filled* (why do I bother?)
India sure is a hot destination for concerts nowadays. But the trouble is its too damn expensive! The couple of junys from our college had attended the last concert and they are loaded with cash.
One day I would like to listen to his concert with my beloved (Come on dear! Bryan Adams is no hard rock he is very soft!) Hmmm, may be Coldplay as well.
I want to go by myself to a Metallica concert or an Iron Maiden one! (No baby! Its too metal and women get abused in heavy metal concerts!)
May be I should stop...

Others who had visited India recently are Roger Waters, Dave Gilmour( Pink Floyd), Scorpions, The Rasmus etc.

The place I want to be this February 4 th? In IIM Bangalore. Not for enrolling there! (Though it would be nice!) The Jethro Tull concert for their annual festival.
Jethro Tull is a brilliant progressive rock group with an unique sound like none other. The band contains a hauntingly beautiful lead flute (Yes! Flute) and an acoustic guitar by the vocalist Ian Anderson along with usual stuff (Lead guitar, rhythm guitar, drums, keyboard, bass guitar etc) .
The vocals are really great as well.
I have seen a couple of their live shows on TV and it was great.
By the way the band has been around for the last 40 years! If you have'nt listened to them please do. A fine starting point would be "Waking Edge" from their Grammy winning album "Crest of a Knave" in 1987. The song is not too highly rated, but I love it as it haunts me. Recommended albums are Aqualung, Minstrel in the Gallery and the Christmas Album (the latest). I have listened to these three only and In the process of downloading two more.

I know that I have been writing too much about music lately. But would you guys prefer me ranting ? I will be ranting soon I guess as regular classes for the last semester :-( has started and our new teacher (the lady) is totally ##^^@&@!

Later Days...