Monday, June 22, 2009


Once in a while and if you are the lucky kind, once in a rare while; there comes a day when everything goes wrong. I mean everything. Things that are generally very usual by behavior and history, turn chaotic beyond measure.

This is one of those days that you wake up on a hot, muggy morning and realize that you are out of toothpaste. Wait, rewind just a bit, you step out of your bed and realize the house is flooded because you forgot to turn a tap off at night. And as a happening of pissenstance, many factors contribute to it,
Something got clogged somewhere.
You worked late at night and thus naturally overslept.
You switched on the rumbling AC at full blast and thus didn't hear a sound.
Your laptop is on the floor amidst the flood and is still working, albeit strikingly dripping.
You almost keep all your life's worth of documents on the floor (almost).

You move on angry, after an hour of cleaning and calls and ring-a-bells from intruding neighbors. Then the following happens.

1.) There is no cab to take you to work.
2.) You look for a long time, start sweating and still don't find one.
3.) You get caught up in some unusual traffic and swear at the traffic cops who stop the traffic lights and direct the jams on their own.
4.) Your laptop crashes at work.
5.) Your dad sends you wrong and incomplete documents. And the CA is unavailable to rectify it.
6.) Your favorite restaurant is closed at lunchtime because of water shortage.
7.) It doesn't rain.
8.) A work trip gets postponed, uncomfortably close to a very important date.
9.) You transfer some money to an account, and considering the omens of the day, it naturally doesn't happen. Something that should happen in a couple of hours, takes 3 days and you are left to borrow bits and pieces to complete the 46k for your ticket in 24 hours. If you miss the booking, its gonna cost 20k more!
10.) You send an urgent courier home and with a commitment of a 1 day delivery, and it is lost in Kolhapur for 3 days.
11.) Your office internet doesn't work and you have a very important email to send.
12.) You have a meeting with your counselor at 6 and as it so happens, your boss schedules an emergency meeting at 6.
13.) You stand for 20 minutes outside your workplace, one of the busiest streets in central Bombay and don't find a cab.
14.) Your counselor's internet also crashes.
15.) She inputs some wrong information in your visa form. Thankfully, you notice it.
16.) Before the above two, she makes you wait for 30 minutes.
17.) Naturally, you don't find a cab home for a while.
18.) Before that, you go to Birdy's and realize your favorite sandwich is out of stock.
19.) You fall sick at night.
20.) Your favorite team loses its match.
21.) Your favorite ice cream is not available in your nearby store.
22.) Your favorite shirt has some grease smeared on it.
23.) Your favorite girl is busy and unavailable to talk.

God of Chaos - Seteh/Set/Seth day. Everything goes wrong day.

Surprisingly, everything went better than expected the next day.
Does the universe also conspire for you at times?

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Moon Monster Pic

Beautiful pic of the SD nightsky. Can't hardly wait!

The image at Wiki

Sunday, May 17, 2009

The answer to everything in this world is through only one word, 'Question'.

- X

Because I never

This is an article put on Facebook by my friend Nikhil Naik. I guess it is a translated version of one of Pula Deshpande's writings. Nevertheless, very funny.

When I come from office in the evening, my wife is cooking.
I can hear the utensils in the kitchen.

I stealthily enter the house, take out the bottle from my black cupboard.
Shivaji Maharaj is looking at me from the photo frame, but still no one is aware of it.
Because I never take risks.

I take out the glass from the rack above the old sink.
Quickly enjoy one peg.
Wash the glass and again keep it on the rack.
Of course I also keep the bottle inside my cupboard.
Shivaji Maharaj smiles.

I peep into the kitchen. Wife is cutting potatoes.
No one is aware of what I did.
Because I never take risks.

I say to my wife: "Any news on Chopra's daughter's marriage?"
Wife: "Nope, she doesn't seem to be that lucky. Still they are looking for someone for her."

I come out again; there is a small noise from the black cupboard.
But I don't make any sound while taking out the bottle.
I take out the glass from the old rack above the sink.
Quickly enjoy one peg.

Wash the bottle and keep it in the sink.
Also keep the Black Glass in the cupboard.
But still no one is aware of what I did.
Because I never take risks.

I say to my Wife : "But still I think Chopra's daughter's age is not that much."
Wife: "What? She is 28 yrs old... like an aged horse!"
Me: "Oh OK..."

I again take out potatoes out from my black cupboard.
But the cupboard's place has automatically changed.
I take out the bottle from the rack and quickly enjoy one peg in the sink.
Shivaji Maharaj laughs out loud.

I keep the rack in the potatoes & wash Shivaji Maharaj's photo & keep it in the black cupboard.
Wife is keeping the sink on the stove.
But still no one is aware of what I did.
Because I never take risks.

I say to my Wife: (agitated) "You call Mr. Chopra a horse? If you say that again, I will slit your tongue!"
Wife: "Don't just blabber something, go out and sit quietly."

I take out the bottle from the potatoes.
Go in the black cupboard and enjoy a peg.
Wash the sink and keep it over the rack.

My wife smiles.
Shivaji Maharaj is still cooking.
But still no one is aware of what I did.
Because I never take risks.

I say to my wife with a laugh: "So chopra is marrying a horse!"
Wife: "Just go! Sprinkle some water on your face!"

I go to the kitchen again, and quietly sit on the rack.
Stove is also on the rack.
There is a small noise of bottles from the room outside.
I peep and see that wife is enjoying a peg in the sink.
But none of the horses are aware of what I did.
Becoz Shivaji Maharaj never take risks.
chopra is still cooking

And I look at my wife from the photo and laugh.

Because I never take... I never take...... never take .....
never take what?

I never take a potato I guess...

Saturday, May 16, 2009

The Why's

I am currently working on a complete review of the electoral process of 2009 and the parties involved. A look on the repercussions to the country, the would be and the would have been's, governance by the Congress in the past, governance by the BJP in the past and governance in the future. Established economic, security, healthcare, education et al policies of the combatants, and the expected policies of the Congress in the absence of any such established policies.

ETA - 6 months.

Why LK Advani and the BJP stumbled majorly?
Why Nitish Kumar and Naveen Patnaik did well?
Why Behenji and Mulayamji succumbed to the Rahul effect?
Why Chandrababu Naidu faltered under the onslaught of YSR?
Why the NCP didn't fare well enough to put Sharad Pawar on the national map (was he ever in contention)?
Why Mamata is such a pain to the country?
Why the BJP is not suited to the role of a national party today?
Why its prime ministerial candidate was also one of its weakest links?
Why the minority would go with the Congress or in some cases with other parties?
Why the Congress doesn't really bring great tidings for the country?
Why the BJP would have brought worse tidings under the same scenario?
Why are dynastic politics such a major force in India?
Why governance is so crappy (for the lack of a more politically correct word) in India?
Why the media plays such a major and at times, a visibly minor, unfruitful and intruding role in India and its politics?
Why opinion polls in India generally turn out to be wrong?
Why the government needs to change its outlook towards China and reckon it with considerably more respect?
Why the babulog of this country deserve much more attention?
Why India needs a major rehaul of its international diplomacy?
Why the concept of the Indian youth is a farce?
Why regional parties would in the future look more towards Assembly elections and not the distant Lok Sabha?
Why the Left needs to reassess their concept of communism and take some tips from Messrs Khruschev and Deng Xiaoping?
Why the Naxals are a bigger threat than terrorists?

And why India is in such a mess today?

Why am I doing this anyway?

- X

Any helpers?

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Sunday, April 26, 2009

I open at the close

The title is obviously not a reference to Dumbledore's clue in the last of the Harry Potter series.

As children, we are open and take to knowledge like a sponge to water or a moth to the light, i.e. with verve and without inhibition. When we grow up, we tend to close in to things around us. We become less receptive to the signals emanating from everywhere.

There was a time when I absorbed everything that lay in front of me. I found out things by happenstance and latched on to them. There was a thirst, a quest for knowledge and understanding. I have savored the best things in life, assimilated an astonishing amount of information, mingled with the best and the worst (that was also the best experience in a way) just because of this openness and a willingness to learn.

I can cite a few examples here. Hearts of Iron is one of the best games that I have ever played, it has consumed a major part of my time in the last three years of college. How did I come across it? I have a vague idea. It was on one of those nerdy history forums. Some guy mentioned somewhere that people who played Age of Empires were the Mussolini's, who played Civilizations were the Stalin's and who played Hearts of Iron were the Churchill's of this world. I, one of the better player of Empires in my cohort never wanted to be a Mussolini and detested him to a certain extent. To those of you not in the know, Mussolini was perhaps the worst military commander in chief of a nation in the Second World War. So I downloaded a game I had never heard of, on my crappy internet and it doesn't end there. This is one of those games that tests your patience. There is no easy way to learn it. It took 2 months to understand its basics and start a game at Easy level. It was another 6 months to defeat the AI in Normal mode. On top of that, you make a small mistake in the game and its repercussions are felt 10 game years down the line just like in the real world and that is 3 weeks of real life time down the drain. But I stuck by it and now know the entire political map of the world. People have been amazed, dumbstruck at times, by my knowledge of the world's cities and regions. Therein lies the answer to that mystery. Now, I haven't played a new game or even Hearts of Iron or any other game for that matter in the past year.

The first time I listened to Metallica was on advice from someone, having hardly heard of the band in almost 17 years of life. I started watching English movies and listening to mainstream music after being chided by a cousin from Bombay on being a simpleton (literal translation - gaonwallah) for not having heard of Barbie Girl a year after it was released. Now, I find it cumbersome to try new music.

I read Making History because my brother in law happened to get extra books that were lying around in his ship's library. He just put them up and said I could go through them if I wanted to but he had no idea of what these books were. I found Guns of August on the roadside bookwallah in Nerul and happened to buy it for an excess of some money and time and for that picture of Winston Churchill and Kaiser Wilhelm on the cover and JFK's accolades on the inside pages. These books have molded my professional ambitions in life beyond measure. Now, it didn't take months of unrelenting publicity by all newspapers and signal boys swarming with pirated copies for me to read The White Tiger. It took a boring day at office and an ebook on my screen to bring me to taste it.

I heard of Harry Potter from a friend, always read the new releases through the night so I could return it back to her in the morning. I read the Godfather in 4th/5th in a week after another cousin advised me to read a lot and suggested that I should complete my schooling abroad. Now, it took me 12 months to finish Hitchhikers guide in my final year.

It is astonishing how these things fell into place at the right time. And how I or in general, people respond to them. If it were not for that childish openness, we would be such different people.

That brings me to the very point of this long post. As adults, it is difficult to remain open and unbiased (better word virginal) to hear out contrary opinions and go through novel experiences. Prejudices and mental blocks have been formed and I can no longer absorb things or randomly read through Wiki entries as I did 4 years ago.

Isn't life supposed to be an ever learning curve? We put our puny hands into a hundred things when we don't have the resources and when we do have them, it grinds to a stand still.

Is it the 27 syndrome? Your brain functions start deteriorating at that age. I hope not. There is so much to learn and so less time.

I quote Sonya here, Life is short and there is too much to read and explore to even think of experimenting with anything but the best.



Friday, April 24, 2009

Breakfast at McD's

Open invitation to anyone and everyone who reads this crap for breakfast every Saturday without fail, anytime between 7:30 and 9:00, mostly around 8:00 AM at McDonalds VT.

Hot cakes with Maple Syrup and extra butter anyone?

*Offer valid only till July 15

RAIT Alumni Reunion 2008

The 4th RAIT Alumni Reunion took place on the 30th of March, 2008. It was important in the sense that 2008 was RAIT’s 25th year of existence. It was perhaps the first time that the RAA moved out from under the shadow of elder overbearing brothers, the SUC and Horizon.

With a complete lack of resources in terms of databases (which were all presumably lost from the administrative office in crashes and from the RAA room in crashes or stolen HDD's in previous years!), we started our work.

Whilst the RAA was tottering around confused with what to do and more importantly how to do it, the RAIT Alumni Network was created by the Dark Lord at the end of 2007. It was the spark actually and truly required, it was the light bulb over our heads, the Eureka in our mouths. It was an online platform to reach out. A symbiotic association was struck and the RAA began its work in earnest.

Despite the fact that the RAA and SUC were now actually differentiated, most of the people who worked in this country were also residents of the other! I slave labored for Horizon with zero appreciation :-(. Sincere work could only begin once Horizon 2008 got over. Hectic calling began on the 3rd of March, the morning Horizon ended and continued up to the end of the month. The dates were precisely chosen so as to keep some time and also, interference of the SUC away from the event.

More than a 1000 people were personally telephoned, more than 2000 emails sent, many to now dysfunctional email addresses. After a month of hectic spamming and bothering, the reunion day saw a participation of 300+ Alums and students.

The reunion:

It kickstarted off in the Pavilion of the DY Patil stadium, can't remember if it was pavilion A or B, the one to the right side :-). 25 odd people turned up on personal invitations at 5:00 PM to hold perhaps the first official RAA meeting in years. One alum embarrassed me immeasurably by stating that he wasn’t invited, but happened to be in Nerul at the time and saw the huge flex outside the gate. Blimey!

It is great to see some of the luminaries who are working with us now were present on that day. Many issues were raised, many topics covered. E-cell, Udaan, formalization of the RAA, more interaction of the Alumni etc etc. All to the applause and satisfaction of the authorities, all of course to our contentment.

Maybe things would get easier from now on, me thinketh at that time. We forget this is RAIT, takes time to set something rolling, but once rolling, woe betide the moss in its way!

It took a second informal reunion completely financed by Porky aka Protik (we are talking thousands of rupees here) and to an iota of a miniscule, dot of a minor extent by me and current RAA GSec Animesh to put things into motion.

The amount of work done in the past 2 months is unparalleled, more than the RAA has ever achieved in its history. It is momentous to be a part of this happening at the start and I implore everyone to contribute in any way they can.

Getting back to the reunion. It featured,

* Excellent food from Sai Darbar in Nerul, widely acknowledged as the best biryani for miles
* A great performance by the band Colossus which played U2, Coldplay, Floyd etc late into the night and for much longer than they were scheduled to and finally stopped when pleaded to by the organizers about police trouble. It doesn't help that parties on both side were in varying states of liquidated bliss :-)
* A mindblowingly memorable rendition of No Woman, No Cry by alum Kingshuk and some hindi numbers by now famous singer and alum, Sameer
* A lot of networking. The only time I met and talked freely to people from the 2001-02 batches. Amazing experience to debate why our Horizon was the best as compared to theirs
* Listening to tales of bravado and at times, utter foolhardiness in RAIT during those older days
* Lots of white colored RAA T-shirts passed around for free numbering more than 300. Hooo! \m/
* Great combination of spiked coke and chicken lollypops
* 3 student bloggers recording conversations, performances, impromptu stupidities. In another tradition of RAIT, most of these tapes are lost or were mistakenly recorded upon and feature versions of ‘cRapshoddy’ of all the things :-(

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Two fluttering heartbeats of a dying Horizon

Three words can succinctly describe Horizon 2007: Jal, Yana Gupta and Channel V.
A short summary of what happened then for those who missed it!

1. Pakistani band Jal performed for the main concert night and the event featured massive participation, or at least the deft work by the Channel V crewmen makes it seem so. In the long living tradition of RAIT mess ups, while they were being chauffeured from the airport a team was scampering around in Navi Mumbai trying to book a hotel for them that would accept Pakistani artistes.
2. A cricket match was also conducted at the stadium (can’t remember whether it was the international one or the practice ground) between the DY Patil/RAIT and Jal team.
3. Yana Gupta finally came to RAIT and people thought it was a hoax like previous years. Despite massive number of posters, we had to make SOS calls to get people roused out of their slumber on the morning of the 3rd day after a total night of DJ chaos. This included kicking many people off from the floors of RAIT at 7 am in the morning. Needless to say, these people were in varying states of inebriation promoted by various alcohols and stimulants/depressants of the natural/artificial etc category.
4. Once she actually arrived in college though, pandemonium broke loose. We had to resort to a literal security circle around here, not that it bothered me…I was in charge! Yana Gupta didn’t arrive for the Fashion Show or something else. She came to award the prize winners for the Online Gaming contest conducted by, an event that saw an attendance of more than 400 people. This event was conducted at the IT Center and the older SysAdmin Lab which suffered continuous PC crashes. Subsequently, all 20 PC’s were formatted by us on the 2nd night before Yana and the press came in. This was done without the permission of the Lab Admin and left a hundred complaints against us in the next few days. Naturally, they were all water of a duck’s back. A part of her appearance also included a ‘Date Contest’ with her that called for participants to sing/dance/do any foolishness to impress her. The foolish winner turned out to be RAIT SUC GSec 2009 Dhruv Rishi who got a solitary date with her for 2 hours at Bandra Taj Lands End. Lucky bugger.
5. This ‘Horizon’ was perhaps one of the few ones that was telecasted on national television via the grace of Channel V. Deft and undercover work by three student bloggers gave the world many insights about the intricacies of our great festival.
6. Unchained was in a state of decline like previous years with minimal funds. One highlight was the participation of the band ‘Decibel’ which was to gain fame as participants of Channel V’s ‘Launchpad’ programme. They also performed the super-hit ‘Nagin’ before it actually became popular. Emphasizing the cash crunch trend, this band was put up at the house of one of the event heads.
7. In a first, Next Electronics (the Fashion Show sponsor) turned out to be the sponsor for all night events thanks to the lack of any other sponsor!

Horizon 2008:

Few words to describe Horizon 2008: Paintball, Pritam, Times of India, Gary Lawyer and cost cutting
A few one-liners to describe Horizon 2008:
Venky (Cultural Secretary): Paisa nahin milega
Vivek (General Secretary): You are right, and you are also right
Alok (Treasurer): Where am I?
Mohsin (some unknown worker): *%$!*@$#

1. Well, Horizon 2008 featured the very expensive artiste Pritam and his band in one of most touted events in recent times. The event was highly appreciated with VP calling it the best he has seen (big smile there). I had a strong suspicion they were lip-synching since I was up close, but couldn’t prove anything (who would want to?)
2. RAIT also went back to ‘The Rock Age’ (patent mine) with Gary Lawyer performing on the third night to an almost empty arena. Doesn’t matter. It was the highlight of the festival for me.
3. Paintball came to RAIT for the first time after an effort of over 4 years. The very expensive sport was loved by everyone. I almost got gored by the actor Chetan Hansraj (he owned the paintball company) because I inadvertently sprayed the bullets read paintballs in some unmentionable area.
4. Project Udaan saw the light of the day. 3 underprivileged students are being educated by the savings of the organizers in the college. Two of them are performing exceptionally.
5. Perhaps the only ‘Horizon’ that had only 12 people helping with publicity, read poster slapping across New Bombay, two nights prior to Horizon. I did the headcount. This was thanks to Venky’s no free beer policy.
6. The only time that Horizon also got Page 3 coverage in the Times of India main edition. It wasn’t about rave reviews of Pritam or Paintball, rather, the beating up of LT college dance troupe participants who had the audacity of shouting ‘RAIT sucks’ inside the campus!
7. There was a huge fire inside the Dental building while Gary Lawyer was performing. Two fire engines and the entire Nerul police station ensured Gary Lawyer was stopped on time. The interlude between the cop and Gary on stage was hilarious.
8. The only time in recent memory that Unchained organizers actually ended up paying more than the prize money promised thanks to the generosity of the previous Unchained organizers committee.
9. In my opinion, the highest budgeted and cleanest Horizon in a long time. Period.

Brief summary of the last two Horizons' in the maiden RAIT Alumni Magazine (RAM).

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Thursday, April 16, 2009

So Texing

Well, first to the title, it isn't a spelling mistake. Well, that's obvious innit? I don't make spelling mistakes ever. Alright, before I veer off in some tangential direction, I have to focus my thoughts on my rant.

I have never been a decision maker. I have always been wedded to the blissful wife that goes by the name ignorance and I loved her too much. For every decision that I have ever taken, the situation was never under my control. I preferred to keep or rather throw the ball in someone else's court so that I would be at the receiving end of a decision.

Alright, chuck it. Hindi movie jingles and flashback. Sunlight streaming in on the camera.
The last time I took a decision. Well I remember vividly, don't I? Only time I ever let my brain do the talking and it did me no good. That was almost 6 years ago. I was confused between what to do after my 12th. Medicine and Engineering were the two options; and like a cruel joke of fate, one was expensive (private medical college) and the other something I was never interested in and detested to a certain extent; To the extent that I skipped integration and derivatives in 12th.
I was the idealist then, wanted to be self sustainable when I still am not and can never be! Like the good, concerned, overtly idiotic child I chose engineering and lived to tell the tale. Eventually, when I look back upon it in a nutshell, I guess it was the right decision. I would have been miserable amongst those whitecoats and the chicas.

I find myself in a similar position today. There is GWU, the cold of DC, a stone's throw from the White House (not that I would dare to, probably have invisible lasers surrounding the place shooting things down), considerably high tuition and living expenses but the saving grace of my sister's house in Maryland, and the killing grace of the thought of staying with a sister again!

On the other hand, by a quirk of fate, I have an admit from Texas A&M. All you engineering sods planning their MS'es don't go gaga. The Bush School (cries of anguish) is good, one of the new prestigious ones that has a great course relevant to my interests. But in the end, it is not the best. There went my UN dreams with GW. But hey, the CIA recruits at Bush \m/.

GWU is one of the best. But I am slightly inclined towards the Bush School (bigger cries of anguish) because it is turning out to be almost 1/3rd of the costs even if I don't work anytime. Plus, I had a small scholarship which I just declined yesterday as the deadline ran out because I don't want to commit to any school, just yet. Again my inherent failure in making decisions. Now I have upto May 11 to commit to Bush (biggest cries of anguish yet, Oh C'mon, its named for his poppa, not the end of the world) without the financial aid. Even without the aid, the costs are still way way cheaper.

Now, the crueler twist of fate is that Texas is one of the last places on Earth I ever wanted to land on, the list in descending order of livability goes thus, Norway, Switzerland, NZ, ...Iraq, Afghanistan, Texas, Pakistan. But I am adapting, i.e. watching cowboy, rodeo movies, throwing Howdy at strangers on the street, following TV evangelists, planning to buy a rifle and go hunting in the forests of Borivli etc.

I don't want to leave Bombay weather to land again in Bombay weather. Aaargh.

What was this article about? Oh yes, my desire to create new words.
Texing : To be super confused about the intention of doing something. Something against your wishes, something you never wanted to, never wildly dreamt of. It happens because the universe always conspires against you. Eat me Rhonda Byrne.

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Monday, March 16, 2009


It all starts with getting late. Not that I got up late, far from it. As always, I had been awake since 2 AM going on to 5 AM. Got ready, a little too early to leave for work. Lay down for a while, slept off. Woke up with alarm bells in my head to see it is 10. Not that anyone would have a problem if I arrived late at work, generally reach late anyways. But these days I report to my big boss in Singapore and it being ahead of IST, he talks to me by 10:30, so had to reach before that.

Since I hadn't read the newspaper, decided to skim through it in the cab. Wrong decision no. 1.

The ipod generally goes in my pocket with the earphones where they belong, my ears. The wires were too entangled, so it went along with the newspaper in my right hand. Wrong decision no. 2.

I always try and carry the 60 Rs change on me or ask the cabbie at the start if he has change for a 100/-. Forgot to do both today, wrong decision no. 3.

Got too engrossed with the newspaper, and forgot to put on the music, wrong decision no. 4.

Reached office, realized there was no change, rushed inside, got it, came back out to pay it.

I always and always check the cab because my Iphone has this tendency to slip out for some reason. For some other unknown reason, didn't do it today. Wrong decision no. 5.

Just yesterday, precisely at 2:45 PM while traveling to Kings Circle, I thought one should always note down taxi numbers in case they forget something, meanwhile smirking about a couple of friends who had lost their phones in cabs and rickshaws. Didn't heed my own counsel the next day. Wrong decision no. 6.

Disaster strikes only on such momentous occasions. When you tend to not do those very things that you always do as routine and assume to do through the sub-conscious. A disastrance really.

I lost my Ipod. I feel like I lost a great friend, like I lost some kin. No, I lost a part of me really, a part of my identity. I lost the support of Messrs, Children of Bodom, Dire Straits, Pink Floyd, RPWL et al who have helped me through those depressing times.

Time to use the old shuffle and perhaps the Iphone itself. In the style of the castaway Tom Hanks, I name thee Bluesleek the Sympathizer and mourn your loss. May you serve some other master and perhaps kill him with a nice little electric shock or turn Kamikaze and die of an internal short circuit rather than submit to someone else!

- Mohsin

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Wednesday, March 4, 2009


Today is a day of eternal mourning,
And a day of utmost inspiration to me.
A year to this date and I have traversed an abyss of promise and emotion.
A year to this date and I have commuted a journey that presented the most cynical circumstance to me.
A year to this date and I have observed epiphany in motion.
Survival is just a perfunctory continuation and a compromise with reality. Thriving is the real and difficult thing.

I celebrate this momentous year of downs. My new year begins today.
Trivialities and ambiguities are now left behind.
Clarity, reason and change are my best friends.
Dynamism, diligence and detachment are my three pillars.
Hope is only the hangman that tightens the noose from behind your back.

Cheers to the drink called my life; where every sip has the bitterness of reminiscence and the careless mirth of ambition.

Dedicated to ME.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Welcome in the new year with sickness, inspiring music, diligent personal and academic work, awesomeness in spirit, unshirted verve, sudden realizations, change and vegetarianism :-)

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Original II

There is a protocol to enmity one should "always" flout and a border to it one should "never" transcend!


Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Barbara Tuchman

To the woman who changed my life,

Tuchman's Law:
The fact of being reported multiplies the apparent extent of any deplorable development by five- to tenfold. Disaster is rarely as pervasive as it seems from recorded accounts. The fact of being on the record makes it appear continuous and ubiquitous whereas it is more likely to have been sporadic both in time and place. Besides, persistence of the normal is usually greater than the effect of the disturbance, as we know from our own times. After absorbing the news of today, one expects to face a world consisting entirely of strikes, crimes, power failures, broken water mains, stalled trains, school shutdowns, muggers, drug addicts, neo-Nazis, and rapists. The fact is that one can come home in the evening, on a lucky day, without having encountered more than one or two of these phenomena.

In this age of livewire reporting, this stands so true!

Monday, December 22, 2008


I am the gun to be triggered
I am the pike to be speared
I am the arrow to be strung
I am the dirge to be sung
I am the goodness lamented
I am the love fragmented
I am the candle flickered
I am the scorn feared
I am the angst reared
I am the touch endeared
I am the cushion
I am the weapon

Friday, December 19, 2008


Definition (Mohsintionary) - The state of too many things lying pending & stacking up on top of each other like an Iron Wall.
Each task individually attainable fairly easily. But when placed in a heap, seemingly insurmountable, inertia inducing and blinding common sense or reason.


Wednesday, December 10, 2008


It seems two years of insomnia and more recently, the nights awake in the past week are catching up on me; I have slept more than 9 hours for two straight days. And this coming at the most crucial juncture of my professional, personal and academic life.

I relate animal sacrifice to Gods in the modern age to the human sacrifice atop the Aztec (or was it Mayan, no definitely think it was Aztec) pyramids in the medieval age.

When Stephen Fry was asked how and when he realized he was gay..."I suppose it all began when I came out of the womb. I looked back up at my mother and thought to myself, That's the last time I'm coming out of one of those."

Pissenstance - The mohsintionary describes it as the collusion of a multitude of pissing events happening in succession or close proximity to each other and furthering the destructive (pissing) effect than could have been caused by each such event in individuality.
Alternate - A happenstance may include positive or negative events. A pissenstance is exclusively for negative events.


Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Places I want to visit

Lake Baikal - Russia, the deepest lake in the world and largest in terms of water volume, Southern Siberia, near the city of Irkutsk.

Lake Darashkol - Altay Mountains, Altay Republic, Russia. The center of Asia, bordering Mongolia, China, Kazakhstan, the origin of the Turkic people.

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Wednesday, December 3, 2008

I want

I want,

a lot of good food
continuous sleep and not batches of it
Indians to stop berating and start believing
people to stop jaywalking
money to buy around a 1000 books
an Xbox 360
an LCD TV so that I can play the Xbox
my second recommender to actually come to work
my first recommender to get out of Thailand Airport
a stocked up fridge full of Amul Milk, UK Kitkat, and Kellogg's Chocos
to put on weight
a wider network
the name of my company to be changed so its easier for people to understand
people to stop asking what I exactly do
to go home
someone to wash clothes and utensils on weekdays
a bike
a helmet for safety
Indians to stop spitting and littering
a kickass supplemental essay
a kickass supplemental essay written by me
my counselor to refrain from giving me crappy universities
the emotional spectrum of Beck
the humor spectrum of Wodehouse
the writing spectrum of Stephen Fry
to complete the International Economics book so I can complete the other 10
to complete the German course so I can complete Spanish and Swedish after that
my back and neck to stop hurting
people to start realizing and accepting who they are
people to start realizing and accepting when they are a pile of turd
Indian politicians to employ better speech writers
Condy to stop being ambiguous, your term and time's over
to write crap poetry again
to complete Chapter 3
a vacation
I want out