Paradox Paradise

It’s-never-too-late sort of Happy New Year to you!

2008-01-28T18:15:00.000+05:30

Some years back, seven or eight years, one client of the agency I was working with at that time woke up on one fine morning of the second week of January, and with some shock and horror, realised that he had not yet thought of printing a new calendar for his company. “Don’t worry! It’s not too late,” he was told, a little later in that morning, when his frantic call was answered by the agency

Sreesanth must be a commie, ponders captain Ponting

2007-10-26T17:35:00.000+05:30

Indians are caught behind the wicket on a racist googly from none other than the masters of the game, the Australians. The majority of Indians believe the whites are superior in everything they do and fancies to imitate them to near perfection. Including, their racist behaviour. But before coming to that aspect of India Shining, let me clarify my thoughts on the alleged racist abuse against the

Don’t silence me, bro!

2007-10-09T16:45:00.000+05:30

There’s some more good news for those who have, by now, learnt to love bad news. Water cannons and tear gas shells are on their way out of the scene. TASERs and other stun guns will soon be antique pieces. Don’t get upset, or protest. I’ll tell you the good news I promised, for sure. It is about what they call the Silent Guardian. Even the much-celebrated Chinese torture techniques will look like

2007-10-04T13:13:00.000+05:30

Another thousand miles

2007-09-17T17:59:00.000+05:30

Blisters on your bum can do wonders to your mind. Surprisingly in a good way, provided that you earn those burning blisters in the right way. There are quite a few such good ways on the Kerala-Tamil Nadu border. This borderline runs across the Western Ghats, which geologically is not a true mountain, but a faulted edge of the Deccan Plateau. Still, at elevations of 3000-6000 ft, the ranges sure

God save goddamn atheists!

2007-08-29T17:54:00.000+05:30

Of late, many Buddhas have been laughing. Laughing all the way to their banks. It’s of course a pleasant change. Atheism, today, is a very profitable, and thus successful, and thus desirable, business. Hemant Mehta, who authored the recent fly-of-the-stands I Sold My Soul on eBay, is one such blessed atheist. He claims to be a very friendly atheist; so friendly that he’s happy giving speeches

The White eclipse of the land of the red sun

2007-08-08T12:16:00.000+05:30

OR, The territorial pissing over a 100-thousand year old civilisation“Aussies have been on the piss, getting pissed, drinking piss, drinking more piss and, most definitely, taking the piss for the past two hundred years.”– From the website of an Australian beer brewerPissed, as a slang meaning drunk, is quintessentially Australian. My search for the reasons of the origin of the term didn’t return

I’m a racist, and other terrible truths you don’t want to know about me

2007-07-09T15:47:00.000+05:30

No one, absolutely no one, has ever fucked up as many of twentieth century human minds as Nietzsche did. People love to talk about themselves; and at the same time, people are timid about doing so. And to them, to all of us, that line from Nietzsche, comes as a very comforting, see-through blanket. He wrote, and I quote, “Talking much about oneself can also be a means to conceal oneself.” The

State of the art

2007-06-15T11:42:00.000+05:30

Exactly at 12:58 p.m, on October 25, 1999, Yuan Chai and Jian Jun Xi had the greatest performance of their life. They had named the performance Two Naked Men Jump into Tracy’s Bed. It took fifteen minutes for the artless guards at the art gallery to realise that the performance is not part of the installation, while the enlightened crowd was applauding to their highly artistic minds’ content, who

The great bank robbery

2007-06-01T03:30:00.000+05:30

“Hello! I’m Sweet Mouth, from Cut Throat Inc. Do you like to have a credit card, sir?” “Of course! I would love to have one!” “Sir, we have silver, gold, platinum…” “Wait! I’ll tell you my requirements, and probably you can choose the best one for me.” “Sure, sir.” “I don’t have a job.” “That’s absolutely fine, sir. All you need is three month’s bank statement.” “I don’t have a bank

Of Mice and Elephants

2007-05-10T18:25:00.000+05:30

One of the oldest memories I have is of three majestic, caparisoned elephants stand solemnly, listening to a sermon. Now, all of you know old memories can be pretty tricky, only part of it is genuine, and the rest is what we construct with what learn later. (It was my brother who first pointed out this fact about memories to me a few years back, and a few weeks back I read a similar meaning

Thanking a woman, who, thankfully, wouldn’t be reading it

2007-04-23T17:28:00.000+05:30

She thinks that I’m a virgin. For sure, she has got a lot of faith and confidence in me. She believes that I’ll remain as one till I get married. That’s what I would call overconfidence. Or rather, an overdose of overconfidence, to believe that I will get married, in the first place. If I ever get married, and if the then-happily-married-to-me wife somehow didn’t get pregnant in three months,

Confessions of innocent minds

2007-04-17T15:56:00.000+05:30

It’s something I’m so sure about. Well, almost. The last t thing I do look like is a six feet tall wooden box with netted windows on its two opposite sides, and a supposedly holy soul that has knowledge over right and wrong residing inside it. Agreed that my ears are huge, but not as big as small, netted windows. But people, quite a few of them in the last month,

The Moses Code

2007-03-14T15:16:00.000+05:30

WARNING: Blasphemous content. I personally know a few hundred people, who will be offended by the following passage. Sincere apologies to them for hurting their sentiments, though none of them reads, or will ever read, my blog. And apologies in advance to the people I don’t know, who just might happen to read it, and hurt their hypersensitive religious sentiments in the process. This is a

What do you know about who do you know?

2007-02-25T17:35:00.000+05:30

“Thank God! You didn’t name it after your family name!” Scraped Sig. Luca Venzella, who’s a 40-year old single, who knows there’s no such thing as an ideal match (neither in a matchbox nor on a football field), in Orkut Buyukkokten’s scrap book on February 27th 2004. That was just about a month after orkut.com was officially launched. That wisecrack will go down on the pages of world history one

Dumb enough? Act smart now!

2007-02-16T17:01:00.000+05:30

Buy the pill; that’s all you have to do. And you will be smart overnight, though you might still remember that you were dumb once!It could possibly be misleading. Let me put it straight. It’s not the content of one of many, rejected advertising copy that I had written over the past years. It’s about a piece of pretty old news that

Shoot him again, if you please. He was dead long ago.

2007-01-30T19:38:00.000+05:30

"His [Gandhi's] activities for public awakening were phenomenal in there in their intensity and were reinforced by the slogan of truth and non-violence, which he paraded ostentatiously before the country. No sensible or enlightened person could object to those slogans."- Nathuram Vinayak Godse, in his deposition in court

What a show, uff!!!

2007-01-24T17:47:00.000+05:30

“We've become bored with watching actors give us phony emotions. We are tired of pyrotechnics and special effects. While the world he inhabits is, in some respects, counterfeit, there's nothing fake about Truman himself.” - Christof, the character in the film, The Truman Show.