Confessions of a Dangerous Mind

One of the positives I looked forward from my forced sabbatical was some savings. At the fag end of it, I don't see any in my account! Its as bare as it usually is. I thought at least my credit card bill would come down. Maxed out and overdrawn to the limits! If the lack of savings can be attributed to the assortment of lab tests and high cost medicines, the credit card fiasco is the sole responsibility of Valve. More specifically, Steam . Steam is a digital game delivery platform. The best in existence. You buy a game, download the Steam client, download the game, and play. Simple enough. What makes this extra special is the fact that suppose you have a PC crash, you can redownload the game free of charge! Also, if you have multiple computers, you can download the games all of them and play! Some games also provide you with the facility of syncing the save games! Totally awesome stuff! The sad part is you will go broke from buying games. I had never bought a legitimate game (a...

Damn you little brats from Star Singer junior! My reputation of being a tough ass cookie who listens exclusively to metal songs filled with throaty growls have been shattered! To clarify, the image was purported by folks who saw me headbang to Metallica and watch metal videos in Jukebox and Rosebowl. Fascination to black tees, unkempt hair, and torn jeans further added fuel to the fire. The image was held up by yours truly for God know what! Not so any more!The little ones in the reality show Munch Star Singer junior have shattered that mythical me. Now my parents and my family knows that I enjoy melodious music as much as any other. Boohoo! So much for the bloody exclusivity! I have been turning up for dinner at exactly the same time as the show and does not even demand the remote to watch Cricket during the show! (Good time to be a cricket fan. A riveting South Africa-England contest, Aussies raping our Padosis...yummy time!) Later on, I am searching YouTube for the song videos and...

2 months...Its been nearly two months since I got locked up with whatever-this-bloody-thing. No immediate sight of respite as well. Tests followed by tests, medicines by the shit load, work life hitting rock bottom...have I seen the floor yet? The whole ordeal has started show the effect on me. Suddenly feel like a teenager all over again! Flaring up at every single syllable of my parents. Utter disdain for every body I see. The sheer helplessness of the time being wasted away with no clarity. The worse thing. More test results are forthcoming and I think there will be more tests after that! When I wanted to be a test player, I didn't mean this! The only respite is reading. Need to call up my roomie to fetch my books from Bangalore. I have burning money on new books when several dozen sitting unread back there in my shelf! Another welcome diversion has been the game Torchlight . Got it for 10 bucks in Steam and the best purchase I ever made! Totally awesome game. Diablo like...

Saw a cool template and instantly fell in love with it! Result: A new photo blog ! Check it out and subscribe! The URL is flog for a reason. I have practically flogged these photos. Other established photographers and wannabes etch the beauty of their subjects in a delicate manner. Not me! Nada! I flog them on to my canvas! See it to believe it! P.S: All pictures are randomly shot on my mobile phone. I am too damn lazy to lug around a camera and worry about light and stuff like that. If I like it, I take it! Pronto! Hai vasti people! Keep eating those vitamins!

I have an Outbrain widget on the blog. The one that allows you to click and rate the post. Very same thing people barely use! It pays for itself by inserting contextual links to posts outside the blog. Look at the link that came along with my last post: Vaginal Health: Why Do I Have Watery Discharge? A truly WTF moment! It is pretty much contextual when you think about it. The post starts with a fuck and I guess its pretty much related. Hmm...most of the time at least you pervs! If you dig deeper, its even more intelligent! I have referenced the movie Paleri Manikyam: Oru paathirakolapathikathinte katha. The movie deals with the first (fictional) rape-murder in unified Kerala! Very relevant unless you have very different taste! I should stop before I turn this post into an innuendo fueled fuck fest! Two days on and I can't sleep! I went to bed early. Switched off my laptop so that I don't get up in the middle of the night to check upon mails that never were.Slept for somet...

Fuck! A bloody weekend and I cannot sleep! I should be sleeping late into the day, lazily shielding myself from the greenish glare of the sun. Greenish thanks to my curtains, which I chose and absolutely adore! Feeling a little bad about leaving to Bangalore. Its been one and a half months at home and will be two by the time I leave. Of course, everything depends on whether the Hepatitis virus manages to leave me! If I am really lucky, I could be suffering from pancreatic cancer or a rare form of liver cancer. The perils of information overload! If I stay awake for 10 more minutes, the Pakistan-New Zealand test match will start. Watching the pakis getting pawned is sadistically uplifting! A little while later Cricket Revolution will be done downloading and I can start playing it! A neat game! You can play all sorts of shots unlike the usual hit and giggle in EA Cricket. I guess I will listen to some music on Spotify . Installed it using a UK proxy. Works like a charm! Awesome on-dema...

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...when we as a nation was shamed by a bunch of mindless drones. Same time last year, all of us were glued with horror to our television sets watching the reality show with the highest stakes ever: human lives and dignity of a nation. How different is our country after that gruesome incident? How protected are we from future attacks? Before we launch into a tirade on the ineffectiveness of our Government, read this informative article by Nita. We can without any doubt say that the level of preparedness is higher than what it used to be. But will this prevent future attacks? Where there is a will there is a way. Its the innate human nature to resist against the defenses and find chinks in them. With a certain amount of preparation and lot of money, terrorists can stage such an attack anywhere in India. I doubt that even Mumbai could be an exception with all its alertness. This is in no way degrading our intelligence wings. Unknown to us, they may be thwarting several plots as we speak...

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The geriatric Thackeray and a Shiv Sena on an alarming decline is desperate for some media coverage after the drubbing handed out by the people of Maharashtra in the assembly polls. Nothing new here, except that the level of desperation is at an all time high, with Bhatija Thackeray snapping up the votes of the insane ones. Desperate folks tend to be sharp or stupid. In this case, Oldie T chose to be the latter and a monumental one at that! Sachin Tendulkar elicits the same emotions that the National Anthem educes from Indians. A gross generalisation, but its true at least for an overwhelming majority. The kind of reverence that Sachin commands is perhaps comparable to Maradona in Argentina. Its suicidal and plain stupid to target a person, who transcends the divisions in the nation with the silliest of allegations. It all started with a harmless remark from Sachin: " I am a Maharashtrian and I am extremely proud of that. But I am an Indian first. And Mumbai belongs to all Ind...

Award just after getting out of 'a ward!' Bad pun, but good feeling! Chitz awarded the Kreative Blogger Award to me! Yay! Please start the slow clap while I accept the award! Thank you! Thank you Thank you! These awards generally come with a catch or few. Lets see! 1. Tell 7 things about youself that nobody else knows. 2. Pass on this award to 7 other people. 3. Comment on their blogs to let them know that they are tagged. Hmmm... Lets start with the first condition! Seven things about me that nobody else knows. See the blogs name? Confessions of Dangerous Mind. There has been several dangerous (to me!) confessions in this blog, so I cannot say I am giving out some fresh stuff! 1. I really want to eat Mutton Brain Fry. Now! Only if I wasn't under house arrest and on a diet fit for a goat. 2. I love watching rain through my window, lying down on my bed. Somehow the visual makes me very happy. 3. I have an irrational fear of number 13. 4. I love books. I can spe...

Aah...the beautiful colour that heralds the arrival of proper spring with the marigolds! How I love thee! Not anymore! Not since my turned yellow due to acute jaundice on a fine Saturday afternoon in Guruvayoor. There I was, happy as a bee, waiting for Kerala Cafe to start after hanging out with friends at Vineeth-Shalini wedding, and Neo drops the bombshell. 'Dude! Your eyes are yellow! Jaundice! Escape!' Like I said earlier, I had been feeling pretty crappy over the past one month. The morbid fears and a very pedestrian appetite to boot. I got back to Bangalore on Sunday morning, picked up my laptop and headed to Trivandrum. I got to the hospital as soon as I reached and the doc asked me to take blood and urine. Funny story: The lab girl was confused between my urine and blood samples. It was that bad! In the afternoon, doc came near me and checked the pulse. 'Alive! You should be dead by the amount of bilurubin in your blood!' Strangely, I was feeling not ...

I have not been in best of health since last week. Sudden temperature fluctuations coupled with nausea spells have made life pretty miserable. I drift towards morbid thoughts in these times. My remedial measures for such thoughts? Gross out others with these thoughts! Me: All my innards are melted! Neo gives me a puzzled look. Me: I am dying! Neo: Is there anything new? I am trying to watch this programme. kthnxbye! Me: You will see my dead body in the morning!' Neo: Don't give hope! Me: You will see my body hanging from this fan when you wake up! Neo: Won't be a pretty sight. Especially since you don't wear a lungi with no underwear. Me: Directly over you. Hanging. You know what people do when they are hanged? Neo: They die? Me: They shit. Now imagine being awakened by some warm sludge on your body. Neo is gagging. Me: I wonder if there is a dead wood like morning wood . If thats so, then it would be scene that would mentally scar you for life...

A nice and bloody hectic evening at work. Out of the blue, Gmail window is buzzing. Unexpected, since I don't really chat anymore and invisible most of the time. xxx: Congrats! yt (yours truly): Thanks! :) Didnt expect this! Such an unexpected honour! (To be frank yours truly was beating around the bush, since he didnt get a clue on who this chick was!) xxx: :) yt: :) (Starts recollecting the generic name holder girls from school and finally throws a stone just to be sure) yt: howz the little one doing? xxx: Great! He started walking! yt: Cool! (Finally! This is her afterall!) yt: You have a fairly normal gmail id, then why from this? I had a hard time figuring out! xxx: Chumma! (simply) yt: btw what was the congrats for? :D xxx: :O For the marriage! yt: :O :O :O yt: The only marriage I am remotely associated with in the short-medium term is my roomie's. xxx: Then what about the blog? yt: Blog? xxx: Your post today! You have written that your mom said that y...

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People say that I have a predatory sense of humour. I can make your life pretty miserable with practical jokes if I decide. Doubtful? Ask Odie and Pappu  for more information. I am too lazy serve you the links. Go ahead and use nice Lijit search and serve yourself some delicious posts! On your way out, pray to lord that you don't become my target. I always wondered from where I got my predatory instincts. All became clear last weekend. My mother is an avid reader. The most wonderful gift she gave me is the ability to lose myself in the company of books for hours. I can't match her reading in terms of quality or quantity, but I hope one day I do get there. She recently bought the complete works of Madhavi Kutty aka Kamala Das aka Kamala Surayya. A controversial writer to say the least. Very gifted, but often falsely accused of shocking people with porn. Most non-readers consider her works to be taboo for no reason. One fine day, my mom was watching Malgudi Days (the comple...

The last post was number 490 according to Blogger. 4+9+0=13! The bloody number strikes again for me! My dislike for 13 (rather the vice versa) is well documented and I refuse to elaborate! The sentimental post I did couple of days back on going to Goa. Read it? Well...the trip didn't happen! It would be fair to say it almost happened! Nearly a 100 KM away from Goa, mother nature decided to intervene and shut us down for good! We were stuck in some god forsaken place. Lucky for us, the halt was made near a drive-in restaurant and food was plenty! But being stuck in a bus for a whole day ain't fun, especially if its pelting dogs, cats, and a few other animals! To cut a sorry story short, we reached back in Bangalore on Satuday morning instead of Goa on Friday morning, after starting from Bangalore on Thursday night! We drowned our sorrows in Friday night. I have this allergic reaction which has forced me to abandon my hell-bent-for-leather attitude to drowning sorrows, so I...

Photo taken in some cathedral in Goa. September 2005. God! Time does fly fucking fast! Can't believe its been 4 years since this snap been taken! We are going back to Goa. Friday through Sunday, days hopefully filled with fun and frolic. 2 dudes in the picture won't make it, several others will. I think its pretty commendable that we are still very good friends after leaving the college and being in different cities/companies. All of us have changed in some way or the other over the years. Some subtle changes, some not so subtle. I always think of a group of friends as chain. Each of us may not be the closest confidant of every other person. But each one is a closest confidant of somebody who is the closest confidant of another. Confusing? Relationships always are. Except may be the blood related ones. Years back, we had very few baggages to carry. We were more free in speech and actions. The years have added many baggages and I doubt each of us are completely at ease...

One of my favourite songs by The Beatles. Pressure is in an all time high with stuff piling up left, right, and center. These are the times where you long for a better yesterday than a better tomorrow. If tomorrow was today, today would be yesterday, But I long for my yesterday, Your yesterday, And our yesterday. I hope there is yet another day, Will it be any good like yesterday? P.S: These words are mine, song lyrics is there in the song itself. Trivia: Paul McCartney had a dream in which he heard the tune and he immediately composed the music. He didn't have any lyric and used to sing "Scrambled Eggs" instead of "Yesterday" while composing the song,

Lonngfellow (LW) has been utterly devastated by his lack of technical know-how after spending a good couple of years being a solutions engineer. He is determined to learn and make a case for a seat in the highest echelons of geekhood. What does that mean? My net browsing is limited on my phone (yay wifi!) for a long period on an off day. LW has suitably tired after an exhausting study session. I am gobbling down some delicious Fish Biriyaani courtesy LW, who got me a parcel since I was on a long work call. Delicious I tell you! The best biriyaani in Continental Spice has to be Fish Biriyani. Mutton is a definite no-no, Chicken is kind of so-s0. Back to LW and his research. "Aaayaaeeiii", bellows LW. I honestly cannot decipher this. He makes this noise when he is bored or amused. LW opens Google. Takes images. Types sh. " Shakeela ?", I suggest helpfully, so does Google. LW smirks, "No one can beat Shriya !" Types in, hits enter, and ogles at th...

Extremely busy with work. Not like I am sitting day-in day-out at work, still its pretty hectic. Living with room mates mean you get precious little time to write. Get home from work. Get some dinner. Watch TV/movie/both (we got a TV, a PC and a laptop!), browse, read, fool around, fight and viola its 2 AM! Sleep late and go to work. Repeat until weekend (I started out in Pascal, all you flashy kids would never know the repeat-until loop unless you started out with Fortran)! Anyway, my writing has been supplanted to a large extent by reading. That brings us finally to the point! I got my pre-ordered copy of the Lost Symbol by Dan Brown on 15th, the release day. Devoured it in one sitting, despite being pretty hammered on the head that day! Lost Symbol is a cookie cutter Robert Langdon book. Its interesting but, way too formulaic. May be I am getting that feeling as I saw Da Vinci Code and Angels & Demons back to back just around a month back. Still, you can predict how the story...

Just before she comes down...to cool you, drench you, free you from the shackles momentarily... See and download the full gallery on posterous Posted via email from Pain on the Posterior

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Bowloftoast sez, "This is a short animation that takes the viewer through a progressive description of all (and all possible) dimensions, up to and including the 10th. It is an elegant introduction to the fundamentals of string theory and a mind-blowing toe-dip into the pool of the metaphysical." Imagining the Tenth Dimension ( Thanks, Bowloftoast! ) via boingboing.net Cool video! It does get crazy after the 3rd as you can imagine! Posted via web from Pain on the Posterior

Okay! I am showing off with my new domain name! Just started a new movie blog. Just for movie reviews, previews, rants, and the like. Tada! Through the Motions ! No pun whatsoever intended! Only verbal diarrhea guaranteed! And yeah, we start of with Kaminey !

Yet another Independence Day. What does it mean for us now? Watch a couple of national integration songs, feel patriotic, and continue doing our shit. Most of us become cynical over the years. Impatience grows. Finally we get detached. I can't help think of the past. As a child, I used to dream of doing great things for the nation. May be we all did! What happened after that? Reality struck down our dreams I guess. Most of us were not willing to sacrifice and move away from our comfort zone. Only to get cynical over time. Fuck your cynicism and watch the following video! Go back in time and feel good about our country! Jai Hind! P.S: Heard the following song at Tempostand . Pretty good listen. Posted via email from Pain on the Posterior

Got a forward of a not-so-comprehensive list of Mohalal's awards. The man never ceases to amaze. You write him off and he comes back with a blast. Latest case in point being Bhramaram . I have been planning to do a write-up on my personal favourites of the man's performances. Couldn't be a better time! The following list has no particular order. In the order of what comes to my mind! :-) Kireedom This movie makes me disturbed. Period. The fate of Sethumadhavan can occur to any honest person. A man who loses everything loves due to no fault of his. This songs sums it all. Spadikam If the protagonist in Kireedom is a result of societal issues, the protagonist in Spadikam is a result of bad parenting. One of the best action films in Malayalam, which curiously is also one of the best family drama. Aaram Thampuran My favourite scenes in the movie are the combination scenes involving Manju Warrier and Mohanlal. Smooth talking and witty dialogues. Exceptional facial expressions....

First things first! My home does not look like the wonderful pictures here. Still, I just need to travel 20-30 Km and visit some relations to experience all this. What I would do it spent a lazy afternoon in the green fields! Sunlight playing hide and seek behind the coconut leaves. The small pond which hides the mysteries inside it with a hazy gleam. The vast expanse of rubber estates with the smoke shacks. The hills far away looking blue and green alternatively. August 29th couldn't be farther! See and download the full gallery on posterous Posted via email from Pain on the Posterior

via inquisitr.com The demise of Fredrick Shinjoma started when (and we’re not making this up) a chicken belonging to Shinjoma’s brother laid an egg in his house. Fredrick, keen to give the egg to his brother, took it to his brothers house late one evening, where the sister-in-law greeted him while not wearing any clothes. But it gets weirder yet: Fredrick, who according to local media was shocked by seeing his sister-in-law naked, told his brother the next day. The brother wasn’t happy, then reprimanded his wife. She then decided that she’d commit suicide, and was in the process of hanging herself when “apprehended” and stopped by local villagers. After hearing the news of his sister-in-laws attempted suicide, Fredrick became deeply upset and despite having done nothing wrong, hung himself out of some sense of shame. This has to be the most weird news in a very long time! On a side note, doesn't this stuff look like something straight out of older Bollywood movies? ...

Yet another tag! Got it from here . ***********FOODOLOGY************ What is your salad dressing of choice? Chipotle Southwest/Sweet Onion … Err...what? I generally have salad only at Italian restaurants. Too fancy a name to remember! What is your favorite sit-down restaurant? Depends on company. I love Indijoe though. What food could you eat every day for two weeks and not get sick of? Home cooked food. Dosa takes the cake, followed by rice. What are your pizza toppings of choice? Pepperoni. What do you like to put on your toast? Butter and Jam. Orange marmalade is also admissible! ***********TECHNOLOGY*********** How many televisions are in your house? One (Two if you count my TV at TVM!) How many remotes? Three including the DVD player and Set Top box. (Doubles if answered as above) What color is your cell phone? Silver with blue lining. Ask me about this after a month or two! :-> Do you have an iPod? No. I have something better! Cowon...

via io9.com Given the nature of the medium and the kaleidoscopic possibilities of the original narrative, my intention is not to tell the story in strict chronological order (beginning with Shantanu and progressing through the various stories towards the war) instead I'd like to approach the text not in a linear fashion but as a 3-dimensional structure to which we can continually add new modular episodes which will eventually build up into an incredible mosaic of the War and the events surrounding it. In this way the story will grow in power and interconnectivity as we build it up piece by piece, episode by episode. The animation does not look very polished. The man has good vision though. Lets hope that it turns out to be excellent. On a side note, why can't our film makers adapt stories from epics? There are zillions of side stories worth retelling in the modern world. How far will our movie industries go by aping the west and displaying disgusting opulence never seen in ...

via inquisitr.com I like it! It may look downright ridiculous, but think about it folks! Innovation is not about the pixels you pump, its about the pixels you hump! I can see a Virtual Sex game made from this! On a serious note, simulation games could get a huge boost. We could see a Polo game, horse racing, knight in shining armor...Hmm...may be we can combine the Knight in shining armour and Virtual hump. Good times people! (If Nintendo goes ahead with this!) Posted via web from Pain on the Posterior

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via io9.com But even with a weak story behind it, Ponyo proves Miyazaki is still a master animator, one whose vision and attention to detail may be unparalleled. The tsunami, with waves represented as giant, eager fish, is at once beautiful in its magical elements and terrifying for its very realistic power, and once Sosuke's city is submerged, Miyazaki shows us the underwater remnants of suburbia as enticingly tranquil, rather than as skeletons of human society. And he can add humor to a scene by simply with the apt placement of an octopus or crab in the background. It's certainly a film whose visual elements will demand repeated watchings, and a light enough tale to make those watchings enjoyable. Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea is the latest Hayao Miyazaki movie from the Studio Ghibli stable. Have to get hold of it! Click through for the entire review! If you haven't seen Studio Ghibli movies yet, get hold of a few and watch! You have no idea what you are missing! ...

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Two girls. Fighting for justice. From the land of the free and the home of the brave. Arrives at the shore of a new land. One smug, one with a stupid smile. They see a man wave. They wave back! Behold! Caught by the evilest of all evils! Their crime? They were born. Kim Jong doesn't like people who are born. They should kneel down and kiss the ground when he waves. Only the ones transcended from heavens like him can wave at Kim Jong. His intentions were clear. He wanted to show the girls the proof of his "divinity." He assured them they would be divine after he is through! The girls wailed! A birdie heard their cries. Birdie took the news to land of the free! He heard. He came. Nah! I haven't come yet. Billy said staring longingly at the pictures of the damsels in distress. Jong had heard about his exploits. He called him in. He wished to know the secret mojo. How do you do it Billy? Communication is the key. Remember, mouth is not jus...