The Addy Brainwave

Around the Sun with 0 Brain

2011-02-12T21:24:00.003+05:30

People!!! The craziness, wackiness, stupidness, madness, yuckiness and pukiness is a year old now! Yup, today was that non-eventful, Facepalm Day exactly a year ago, when I decided to burden the world with my brainwave and this blog!

So, this blog has gone around the sun once, is still standing and without a brain, mind you!

I wanted to have a contest and give away goodies, but I couldn't find a sponsor. So I'll just go with thanking everyone!

I dedicate this post and day to my GODS! The readers, the awesome readers who have been crazy enough to visit, some even mad enough to comment and few stupid enough to subscribe and follow this blog! Then there are few retards who have been regular at all of the above, believe me you I have no idea how you guys pull that off! Thank you all from the warmth of bottom of my heart and dirty underwear!

And I'm gonna dare and go ahead with thanking some of those 'retard readers' personally.

All my friends, each one of them, they are the 'Neil Armstrong' for this blog. To each one of you, thank you guys! You made me believe in me and this blog, enough to put it out to the rest of the world.

My sisters, they have always been a catalyst to boost my confidence. Thank you for being there always!

The Truck Driver, he was the first 'outsider' to drive to my blog. I like to pull his leg a lot on twitter, and he does that too (pull his own leg)! Thanks for discovering me dude.

Kinny Singh, U S Pandey, Rashmi Singh, Lalit were also among the first visitors, their words of encouragement were music to my ears, thanks!

Anshul was the first blogger I went to; looking for a wider audience. His blog gave me the link to the best place in the world! I'll never forget this! Thanks!

Vijay is a face I still do not clearly know, but I can be so clear about finding his comment on every post. thanks man you truly rock!

I met Varsh on her blog, I commented and then she reciprocated, now we are regulars at our respective blogs. Thanks Varsh (I have thanked you in one of the post, dedicated to you!)

Nalini, is very senior to me as a blogger as well as in experience, but she is someone who's comment cannot be missed on my posts. I have a confession here, I do visit your poem and photo blogs every time you post something new, but I have little knowledge of both; they are too good for me to comment. Sorry and thank you!

The Silent Observer Anki, Guria, Vee, Vibhuti, Nikita, Nandita, Ana_treek, Sharmila, UB the regular names I find in the my blog, although I'm not much acquainted to them, but we are definitely not strangers! Thanks people.

Journomuse, Venice, nkr I talk to them regularly via the forum or twitter and they never fail to be on the comments list! They really are great! Thanks!

Karthick is everywhere on my blog, he never misses one post it seems! Thanks man!

Rashmi Nair is a Forum Buddy, and I always have a wrong impression of her, which is being corrected with each conversation! Thanks Doc...ooops...Rash!

I first thought Capt. Himanshu to be a guy with attitude problem, and a temper he always has and had always lost. Well, they are came to be true but in the best way possible! Thanks man!

My first impression of Hemal was that of Bombay's stock investor/broker (cause of his DP and blog posts) then I met him and boy was he a boy like me! e-buddies to real buddies. Thanks dost!

I have only just met Mohini on the Forum, but I have found out she is as crazy and passionate about the forum as me! Instant friendship that calls! Thank you Lady Police!

I've actually met Hitesh in person, we both had a confusion about each other! I thought he was a Gujju and so did he! Then we cleared our doubts and now we kind of talk in Bhojpuri! Haha! Thanks dude!

I met Tavish at the meet too, he do not talk much, but let me tell you whatever he talks is pure Bakwaas! Thanks man!

Parth, Manav and Magali are three wiz kids from Mumbai. They were in school (and probably still are) when I met them and checked their blogs. But they have the mind and thinking of a grown up person! Don't let this get in your head kids, you guys are awesome and you rock! Keep doing the great work! Thanks!

Preeti Shenoy is a celeb blogger really and she sent me hand made card all the way from UK, only because I was her 300th follower! Wow! Thank you!

Miilee was among the first visitors, her comments always puts a smile on my face, I wish she came on twitter more often. Thanks Miilee!

I'm still unclear how I came across Sneha but am sure glad we met! She's among the first too! Thanks!

I was going through all the entries for a competition and I read Minstrel Incognito's blog and was so hooked I went on to read all her post. And now, she is so regular on my blog that I get a notification of her comments within minutes of posting! She holds a secret position at The Brainwave! Thanks!

I loved Kshitij's blog even before he discovered mine, he has an expert opinion on everything including my blog! Thanks dude!

I really connect with Arjit as myself, mostly cause he is a school kid from Kanpur and so was I! One super crazy blogger! Thanks dude!

And about Mohan, he is an inspiration for bloggers and humans too in general! A very respected blogger in the blogosphere, but that didn't stop me from puling his leg! I expected a thrashing when we met, but instead got a warm hug! Thanks dude!

Tikuli's one comment made me realize that this 'crap of a blog' isn't crap after all. And I actually felt proud that I can 'make someone's day' with my blog! That felt really good! Thanks!

I remember Ritu cracking up even before I could open my mouth to introduce myself at the meet! Her comments do the same to me! Thanks!

I absolutely love Sanchita's blog! She is an awesome cook! Never had the privileged of tasting her food, but always had privilege of her comments here! Thanks and thank you more for that awesome food blog of yours!

Pallav was first seen as a rival in a competition then I discovered the real Pallav and dude is he a down to earth guy! He writes poetry, I do not understand them. Thanks dude!

Neha called me a "Yugpurush" once! Why? Ask her! She is totally awesome company always cracking jokes and fun loving, I have never seen a pic of her minus her smile! Thanks

Lakshmi is the first blogger I have ever met! And boy did we have a great time! He loves his chai more than any other beverage for sure! Thanks man!

g2 is an IITian and yet is seen killing time brutally like me on the blogosphere. His humor is killing too. And just like any other geek he has an opinion on everything. Thanks man!

Deepak never met him, but I'm sure we are gonna get along really well! I still don't understand you FB DP man! Thanks!

Restless says I am her first blogger friend. She never reveals her real name or face, we have only seen her free flowing hair. But she is sweetheart really! Thanks!

Mag, for 3 years we were like neighbors and never talked then when we were separated by a distance of thousands of kilometers we became buddies. I can't thank Mag enough ever, he has really 'been my support'. Thanks man!

Although, I have thanked my friends in the beginning, but some deserve a special mention.

Shruti, for believing in me and praising my writings even before I had started to write and much much more. Thanks!

Shamit has always been a great support and a source of inspiration. He is the most regular visitor on my blog! Thanks dude!

Shitu is the one who introduced me to blogging and gave me the tricks! Thanks dude!

MKP, Jay, Jatin, Himanshu we all were a bunch of "bloggers" in college, started blogging together, and don't know where it went or will go! Thanks guys!

Nidhi, once praised my writing, in the canteen infront of a whole crowd! Needless to say I enjoyed that! She also pokes me when I do not write for a long time or do a disaster with the posts. Thanks!

Apoorva and Ruhi they really make me feel good about my blog! Thanks girls!

Vishnu, I do not have words for him man, I just have to say Thank you so much!

Pranay, you found a buddy via your blog? I found a Bro! And he is awesome. Thanks man *8mile*

Deepanshu for criticizing me everytime! Thanks.

Nupur and Abby for bring the inspiration to most of my posts! Thanks.

And The Gang - (Raaka, SISR, Bewda, Chinkuda, Moti & Abby) Many thanks to you guys.

This post is dedicated to each and every reader of The Brainwave, so if you do not find your name here, do not fear, you did cross my mind while writing this! Thanks a ton people!

But, I have to thank someone above all! Without that special someone all this readership, the writings, the 1 year would have not been possible at all.

My life as a blogger without IndiBlogger would have been that of a beggar in the slums.

IndiBlogger gave The Addy Brainwave the identity it enjoys today, the people you've read about above would not have been possible without indiblogger, the meets I talked about were IndiMeets, the forum I talked about was IndiForum, the competitions and contests I talked about were all on Indiblogger.

My best times online have been spent blogging, as AddyBrainwave or at the IndiForum. At indiblogger I graduated from a newbie blogger to the IndiPolice! And to hold all the prized positions at IndiVine.

And, Indiblogger could not have been possible without the IndiTeam: Renie, Anoop, Anwin, Karthick, BG, Vineet, Naveen Roy, Diana, Rashmi and everyone else I have missed. Thanks a ton, you guys rock!

Happy Birthday to The Addy Brainwave!

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CONTEST

Hey people! Finally, Mohan comes to my rescue and has promised to sponsor goodies for my contest!

Rules:

The funniest and 0 brainer comment on this article will win a prize by Mohan!
The contest closes 14th midnight (14/02/2011, 11:59:59 pm IST).
Winners will be declared on 15th evening (15/02/2011 when the sun goes down and I get up).
Please use valid credentials to log in and comment. So I can get back to you when you win!
The decision of the jury will be final and cannot be challenged! (jury is the king :D )
Thank Mohan! :)

A Conversation Plateful

2011-02-01T00:09:00.004+05:30

I took a bite, the juicy flesh, the spicy curry, the smooth molten butter took me to cloud #9! Nothing's better than a plate of Butter Chicken! Just then, she said sobbing "....then why do you dump me every time..."
And I couldn't gulp my chicken! The taste in my mouth, heaven, awesomastic, superlicious, finger-eating-good! But, having your favorite dish and not able to push it down your oesophagus.....hell, effmatic, crapsome, shit-smelling-bad!

17 minutes ago....

I sat at my favorite road-side dhaba, ordered a full Butter Chicken and 4 Tandoori Rotis, as chotu cleaned the uneven and bacteria infested wooden table with an even dirtier towel that sits lifelessly on his torn-dirty banyan laden shoulders. Now, I wait to enjoy my "Till-Death-Do-Us-Apart food".
They say, "If there is a paradise on earth, it's in Kashmir"; for me though, my paradise arrived in a large, deep steel bowl right at my table.
As I prepared to put 'my paradise' in my mouth, a weak, squeaky voice said "Humpff, you again!"
I jumped and looked around for a face of the voice, and only saw finger-licking and "om nom nom..." uttering ugly faces!
"It's me you dumbo! Don't pretend that you don't even know I exist!"
To my horror and amazement, it was the Butter Chicken talking! I couldn't say anything; I just sat there staring at it with an open mouth, which involuntarily kept zooming towards the bowl.
"Don't tell me you are not even going to use your hand to eat me! You sicko!"
Without uttering a word, I dipped my hand in the gravy, picked a meaty piece and put it in my mouth.
"I don't get it! Why would you eat me that often when you don't even like me?"
That did it! I took out the piece from my mouth and responded quicker than you could think "Shit"!
"What? But, I love you! Why else would I order you in the first place?"
"Humpf! Just eat, you cruel man!"
"I'm a cruel man?"
"Yes, even Hugh Hefner isn't that cruel!"
"Hugh Hefner? Umm....I don't get it, why are you so pissed off at me? When I'm the self-proclaimed biggest fan of Butter Chicken in the whole world?
"Self-proclaimed huh? That word says it all!"
"No, others believe it too! Here, ask chotu!"
"Not needed, I know who you really are!"
"No baby you don't! Hell! I even lie to my mom that I don't eat you on Tuesdays!"
"That's quiet flattering!"
"Right? And I love you so much, that I've had Butter Chicken at every bloody restaurant and dhaba in the city! And finally came to the conclusion, that chotu is the one who prepares you the best!"
"Really, you like me that much? Are you being honest?"
"Absolutely! Never been more!" And I finally took a bite and started to chew on the meat.
"So you really love me that much, that you eat me for dinner almost every night?"
"Yup!" I said with a mouthful Butter Chicken, the juicy flesh, the spicy curry, the smooth molten butter took me to cloud #9!
"I don't get it! If you really love me that much..." and she said the rest sobbing "....then why do you dump me the very next morning? Every time.........."

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Dear Reader,
I'd also like to know your story, when you had two completely opposite emotions at the same time! Do, let me know about that in the comments below. Maybe you'll give me a new blog idea! Also, you can write your equally weired experience on the Close-Up FB Fan Page!
Thanks!
The Brainwave

This article is a part of the IndiBlogger and Close Up Fire-Freeze Contest.
If you are an IndiBlogger and like this article, you know what to do at IndiVine! Here is the link.

GetSexGyan: Sex Education & Sexual Health That You Can Trust

2011-01-30T19:44:00.002+05:30

At every stage of your life, we've had a guide in one way or the other to help us wander into this dark-dark world. Parents, are the best guide we can have, their experiences help their child make possible better decisions and eventually a better life. They leave no stone unturned to ensure the protection and a hassle free upbringing. Unfortunately, there is one stone left unturned, not that the parents are not aware of, but they refrain from touching that stone, that stone of "TABOO" about sexual queries of a teenager.

In a typical Indian society, talking about sex and sexual health related problems are a social taboo. It's looked down upon. Although, no one disagrees on the fact that sex life of a person should be healthy and enjoyable. Everybody does it, but nobody talks about it. It is very vital for a happy life, healthy offspring and for the continuation of the generation name. Yet, the "S-Word” is kept off from the age group that is most confused about it and are most in need.

They are confused and curious about it not only because of the pleasure it promise, but the changes that is occurring with their body itself! They have the most active hormones at that point and are utterly confused about the changes their body is going under. And hardly anyone they can talk about it, this might lead to a misconceptionand eventually bad adolescence! More often than not, even newly married couples are misinformed, have questions and do not know the right and efficient way of doing it. Thus, they are usually devoid of pleasure they can achieve.

Everybody needs a guide, which can guide them in this confusion, one they can trust, one they are comfortable with, one that can have the answers to all their questions.

There is a place that promises to provide solution to all such problems. A place I can trust, a place you can trust, a place you get Sex Education along with all the Sexual Health queries and topics. GetSexGyan.com covers every such topic from teenage problems, satisfaction issues, STDs, AIDS, homosexuality, misconceptions, myths, abuses, harassment, sex guide with techniques and communications with your partner, birth control and what not.

If we need a healthy society, we need a healthy adolescences stage and healthy married life, we need a healthy upbringing and we need healthy offspring. So, please read, spread and share it, if you like it.

Where Did We Go Wrong?

2011-01-21T17:36:00.002+05:30

This article was originally written for 21Fools, an e-magazine I write for. Here is the original article "Where Did We Go Wrong?". My profile on 21Fools.

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Alright so we were the first one on this planet to have a civilization (okay Egypt too! But I am talking about us right now). The Indus Valley Civilization, with the kind of infrastructure at 3000 BC, that amazes even now! We had well planned cities, drainage system, rich art and culture, science was developing, everything was good, with soothing music playing the background.

Pros: They had the Great Bath! For the whole community to bath together! (How I wish we inherited that atleast!)

Cons: Dudes at that time were kinda sissy! Did so much research on art and culture, didn’t develop any weapons! Obviously got pwned by the invaders from Mid-Europe!

Then came the Aryans, from somewhere in Mid-Europe, they wiped the Indus Valley clean. Were kinda brainy dudes, did a lot of research, knew the Earth was round, planets, solar system, stars, universe, et al! Wrote a lot of literature and scientific white papers too! (Over time, they became yellow). Lord Buddha was born in this period.

Pros: Gave us the Vedas and Upanishads, had a lot of development in science and academics, which explained a lot of science, even before the "smarts dude" in Europe could light a fire!

Cons: Divided the society into castes. And its haunts us still.

Then began an array of conquest on India. First the gay dude from Greece, Alexander. But he succumbed to death and could not do much here. Maybe, some of his men ran back to their motherland, shouting and screaming how awesome India was. Now that worked like a live telecast and we had more invaders visiting here. Everyone thought, "why the hell should we try and find resources and knowledge by ourselves? When it’s all there in India already? Let’s just beat those guys and take over all they have!" Initially they came just fir the loots, but, found the 'hospitality' here too good to resist and eventually settled down! The invasion was resisted by some of the rulers here, like an outdated anti-virus trying to fight the latest attacks, eventually finding itself being eaten and destroyed!

Pros: Brought new culture and heritage and architecture and food!

Cons: The wealth was reduced to almost half!

The Mauryas, The Guptas, The Mughals, The Marathas and several others brought most of the present day India under their map, but none managed to have the control over the whole subcontinent. Then the news reached the whites! “There is an amazing country in the south Asia, which is giving away their wealth for free! And virtually no one to control it! Cause, they have Dynasties switching there more often than our queen takes a bath! Hell! Even the smartest kids in their school can’t answer this simple question “Who is your king?”! Let’s go over there and drink some tea, shall we?” And they arrived! Turning out to be the smartest and a fairly long lasting dynasty to rule over India!

Pros: They united the present day India, physically atleast. Gave us Mail, Rail and brought Industrial Revolution.

Cons: Divided us in our hearts somewhat by land too. And of course, took what was left.

And now, after 63 years of Independence we find ourselves slaves to the “first world countries”. Who commands us when and how to use our power and resources. While we are busy pillow fighting among ourselves and blaming who got the sheets dirty!

And why? Cause they are "advanced and powerful"? Hey! We were more powerful and better off 4000 years ago! So, where did we go wrong? What did we do or not do that even after those glorious years? Time and again we were subjected to invasion and slavery! But again, would we be the same India had things not been as they were?

Why God Left His Shoe?

2011-01-17T21:21:00.001+05:30

This article was originally written for 21Fools, an e-magazine I write for. Here is the original article, "Interview of a Common Man: GOD!!!". Also, I have my own interview there!

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I was just strolling in my brain when I bumped into god! Literally bumped into him! And god damn it! He chose to be a cast iron pole at then!
I went blank, the irritating sound of silence crashed into my ear drums, I was about to try my ‘tongue’ at dome French (rather Hindi). When god decided to end the practical joke and converted himself…umm….or herself or itself? (Wow “itself” sounds offensive!)

Any way so, god converts in to a human form. I’ll refer to god as him now on as he chose a male form. Like a Greek god!

Come to think of it, God is actually “Him” because Goddess would be”Her”, don’t you think? Alright, too much deviation from the topic isn’t good, back on track, back on track!

God: “Heyya Buddy!” *Hi-5*

I: *Unwillingly Reciprocating to the Hi-5* “Awwww! Dude uncool entry!”

God: “Why? I thought you guys love the pain!” *Grins*

I: *Makes a straight face* “Still, uncool man!”

God: “Okay son, so howz your Brainwave doing? Making some waves? I bet you can’t defeat my move at making waves!” *LOL*

I: *Still rubbing my sore head* “Kinda okay I guess, my alexa rank has gone up, indirank has gone down, the pageviews are low and I don’t have any new ideas! Yet some fools from 21 fools pseudo-hired me! So I guess that makes it okay! BTW Brainwave can go higher than your moon can ever make any with the ocean!”

God: “Oh yeah! Humor yourself human! Hehehehehe. Pseudo-Hire? That’s a new word! Tell me its meaning and I’ll get it added it in the upcoming Oxford”

I: *stopped rubbing* “Really?”

God: “No you dumb ass! I am GOD I know everything! Although I know what it means and why you said it, I still wanna know!” Talking to himself under the breath “Like I don’t have any better things to do, than learn a pseudo-word from pest that exists cause I created it!”

I: “Damn it such a show off!”

God: “I am GOD! I have everything and I am Omnipresent! A little show off does not hurt!”

I: “Yeah! I was taught that in school! But you still don’t have your own web space! And I ‘the petite one’ has!”

God: “That’s ridicules! Why would I wanna have a web space? I have the whole world!”

I: “Doesn’t work that way anymore, dude! You are not omnipresent unless you are on the internet!”

God: “I once had a Twitter page……..”

I: “Whaaat? Really? What happened?”

God: *Looking at his feet* “Nothing much, it just didn’t work out! @TusshKapoor had more followers than me!”

I: “Tushaar Kapoor is on Twitter?”

God: “Yeah apparently he is! And to add to the bitterness, the Twitter people didn’t even verify my account!”

I: “Ouch! But I thought you would not subscribe to any brand! That too a human created one!”

God: “I wasn’t interested, but I read a lot of blogs that said ‘Google is GOD’! I smelled foul play by some Dhongi Baba, so came down to check. Eventually I ended up creating an account with twitter!”

I: “You know what they say? If you #fail on twitter, you fail miserably in real life!”

God: “I don’t have a real life! I am GOD”

I: “Eggjhaktly! Get a life dude! LOL! I just said that to GOD #win!”

God: *Makes a straight face*

I: “This is interesting! So what other human brands do you use?”

God: *Uninterested and pissed off* “I dunno…..I don’t care!”

I: “Don’t be a baby! You had a shoe which you apparently left somewhere….”

God: “Hmm……”

I: “So…….what kind was it? How old? What make? What ‘Brand’?”

God: “Why are you interested in my shoe?”

I: “Umm……….I dunno! People talk about it and now they are……..ahem…arguing about it….”

God: *still lost somewhere* “I know you guys just need a reason, even if the reason belongs to me! Arguing in my name! Classic!”

I: *Blank*

God: *irritated* “Anything else you wanna tell me? What’s happening down there? Not that I don’t know about it!”

I: “Errr……..nothing much, everybody just wanna know the brand of the shoe, you left!”

God: “Why?”

I: “That way they can advertise their shoe with you as the brand ambassador. It’ll boost their sale huge! No one has ever had God as the brand ambassador ever! Well, Sachin Tendulkar, yes. But God….”

God: “Yeah right, why do you refer to Sachin as ME?”

I: “He is AWESOME!!! Heck! I'm not totally sure about you being god, but him I'm sure he is! And he is AWESOME!”

God: “Bah! Humans! You know, you sound like that pervert Barney Stinson right now!”

I: *Happily* “Thanks!”

God: *Shakes head*

I: “Anyway, the biggies like Gucci, Calvin Klein, Diesel, Reebok, Nike are all over each other to grab this opportunity! You’ve gotta take a stand and end this mayhem!”

God: *Sigh* “That was a 100% natural fabrics shoe from 3rd centaury, so obviously none of the above
can claim it as theirs. It was my favorite!”

I: “What? It was that old! Now, it’s an antique and people will slit throats to posses it! Archeologists are gonna debate on its originality and authenticity. The heads of various religions will argue about its religious significance too! Still does not solve the problem.”

God: “I know! Nothing solves the problem of your world! I have tried everything! What else do you think I do sitting in my office all day without a break?”

I: “Doesn’t make much of a difference does it? Cause you don’t have a life anyway! LOL! What do you do on weekends? Go down to Hell to have a drink with you pal Devil? Hahaha!”

God: “I work!”

I: “Boy you don’t get intimidated so easily do you?”

God: *Looks at me with a straight face* “I knew you’d say all these things, before our conversation! Infact I kinda made you say those things…….”

I: *wide eyed* “You did…..you really have the powers don’t you? You can control everyone? Wow that’s a trivia……….”

God: “Yeah! Here’s another ‘trivia’, I’d like you to know……..I did NOT leave my shoe!”

I: *O Mouth* “You did not? Then……..”

God: “No, I threw it, at your world!”

IndiGuy Interview Part I: RENIE RAVIN

2010-12-25T19:11:00.001+05:30

As a Christmas present to you all, The Brainwave brings to you a series of interviews of the IndiGuys. First up is the man himself : RENIE RAVIN. (More to follow).

A short AutoBio (<140 chars).
Founder and Managing Director of IndiBlogger.in

Why blogs?
The rock band we started got stoned, and then the audience threw rocks at us. So Anwin said – hey, we
should do something with blogs! And here we are.

On a scale of 1 to 10 how much blood alcohol does it take to create a platform for Indian bloggers
overnight?
10, plus another 10 large doses of caffeine.

What’s an abnormal day/night for you?
When I don’t see the IndiPolice busy on the forum. Or when I sleep before sunrise.

In your opinion, who is the craziest person in the world?
You, on the day IndiRank is scheduled for release!

When you proposed IndiBlogger for marriage, did you go down on your knees?
No, I signed a contract handing over my soul to her. Don’t ask what she promised in return.

What is your second favorite thing in the world?
My car!

Honestly, when you set up the punching bag in your office. Who crossed your mind?
Chennai’s auto-wallahs.

Is it true that you draw my face on it sometimes (source Vineet)?
The only face I’ve ever drawn on it is Vineets.

How do you handle flamers and trolls on IndiBlogger/IndiForum?
2 parts scotch, 3 parts research and 5 parts patience! :)

After your hit product ‘IndiShirt’ do you plan to launch more ‘IndiStuff’ in the market (like IndiMugs, IndiTowels, IndiHats etc)?
IndiLingerie. Anoop is presently testing our winter collection.

Do you have a shirt in your wardrobe that is not an IndiShirt?
Yes, some bars don’t allow round necks. So I had to buy one.

Does your porcupine hairdo help in your nocturnal traits?
Yes, it diverts lightning away from the IndiServer.

“No dogs were injured during making of indiblogger.in”. Are you that scared of Peta? Then why do you have 12 helpings of bacon a day?
We only mentioned dogs. That doesn’t mean that no animals were hurt. Have you seen any pandas of
late?

How soon do you plan to sponsor our IndiCrawler for Alcoholic Anonymous?
The IndiCrawler said “I can handle my liquor quite well, thank you very much.” As you can see, she needs an attitude adjustment with the next upgrade.

Were you the scantily clad one running through the streets of Bangalore flying the indiblogger kite?
No, I did the Chennai run with BG. Anwin, Naveen and Karthik did the Bangalore run while Anoop chased after them with the handicam.

Do you accept my challenge for the next IndiRank release?
Post your challenge on the forum and let’s see! :)

274 bloggers 2692 kms 0 brain 1 underwear!

2010-10-05T17:46:00.003+05:30

Mag is sad cause his tee isn't as white as ours!
And yeah! Hemal is a midget.
L2R: Mag, Vineet, Diana, Anoop, Hemal, I, Karthik and Rashmi

I cursed and punished myself after I had missed the Mumbai Meet in August. So, it was inevitable for me to miss the Bangalore Meet! Luckily I had my college fest, so no need to bunk classes (bah! Like I cared)! :P
I wanted to attend a Meet so bad, I was ready to travel 2692 kms across the country! And just to let you know how bad I wanted to attend it, I chose the Bangalore Indiblogger Meet over, the invitation from some of the hottest chic in my campus for dance all night at DJ night!
Every bloody bugger acquainted with me, knew I was attending IndiBlogger Meet in Bangalore! So, excitement overflew, extra active hormones and a brainless blogger combined, results in some interesting turn ups! While packing for the 3 day trip I stuffed, 2 pair of shoes, 4 dirty tees and a toothbrush (that I never used on the trip), of course I was wearing a pair of jeans already!. And yes no underwear, but somehow I remembered to keep the tickets!
So I set sail on Friday night, had to stay in Delhi on Saturday, then off to Bangalore on Sunday! and I was to return on Monday Morning, ultimately reaching Allahabad at Midnight. So thats 4 days, 1 underwear! Statuary Warning: Don't try this at home, you might start hating yourself, let alone your girlfriend/wife/friends.
Anyway, I reach the venue on time. I met R Saraswathan in the elevator itself! It was an honor really sir! Then we went inside the tunnel that ended in the actual venue. And was greeted with grinning faces of the IndiTeam Anoop, Vineet, Renie, Karthik, BG, Anw.in, Diana and Rashmi, then there was Mohan standing and grinning at the registration desk! I did some of the behind the desk registration job for Rashmi, but she said I was only doing good when girls came in. I don't mind the blame! Although, according to Vineet there was a "downright HOT" female blogger in the meet, I wonder how did my eyes miss her?
The meet was special for me no doubt, but it got extra special cause I met one of my college mates here Jay! Then Mohan and I were given our IndiTee and we changed into it, cause we are the IndiPolice! As the meet kicked off, Hemal and Mag came in. And that started our backbencher gang! We (Hemal, Mag, Mohan, Jay and I) sat at the back of the airplane like venue and passed witty and cheesy comments on the bloggers introducing themselves. And LOLed at everything one of us said! We were soon joined by Lakshmi, sporting a new goatee.As we were enjoying ourselves, Rashmi came in and shouted at us for bullying other bloggers! Hemal didn't seem to care, but I kept quiet cause this was my first meet and couldn't risk being thrown out of it, Hemal had attended the Mumbai one before! So what if we were the IndiPolice? Rashmi is the IndiBoss! And I met the msigeek Vijay! Awesome guy! Was looking forward to meet the real geek. Although there were a lot of self proclaimed geek in the meet!
Then, we had the "stab in the back session' where everyone had a chart hanging at their back and was trying to get comments from fellow bloggers, most failed!
Then Karthik told me a girl wants to meet me! Initially I thought it was a prank, but then she jumped on me "gottcha"! I was pleasantly taken aback! It turned out she was a journalist from Mid-Day Bangalore. Bindiya, she took my statement on the bloggers meet. Read it here :)
There was another journalist from DH I suppose, and damn it she was HOT! But she seemed least interested to talk to me! :(

IndiGods IndiBoss IndiPolice and IndiBra!
L2R: Anoop, Diana, Renie, I, Karthik, Rashmi and Mag

We, the IndiPolice (Mohan, Mag, Hemal and I) moderated the All hell break loose : IndiForum discussion session. Have a look at the name of the session again, no wonder the IndiTeam backed out of the moderation job! :P As expected, we had loads of opinions and did not come to one solid conclusion.
And, the good sponsors HP were on a printer and other goodies give away spree! They were like, you have a pink tee? Or spoke for half and hour on your blog? Here take this printer! I got a portable speakers from HP, cause I managed to get a girls number! ;)
HP released their cloud printer in the meet, you can mail anything to your printer and like a good obeying dog it would print the mail! What I did not understand is, if the printer is so remote that I can't access it and have to mail my own printer, how on earth will I get the printed documents? I guess their next innovation would be when, the printer couriers you the printed docs!
We even had snacks and coffee I suppose, but I was too busy with the journo to notice my growling tummy. That sums up the official blogger meet I guess. But, the awesome time is always spent with the IndiGang : The Chows (as they call themselves)! Had and aweHsome time talking over things related to indiblogger and indimeet and things that I'd rather prefer not to say here! :P
Mag and I stayed at the Fortune Park, for the night. In the morning we managed to lock ourselves out of the room and we really pissed off the hotel staff too! #win
*sigh* Concluding, despite the dirty underwear I am happy for the time spent and effort put into the meet, needless to say I enjoyed it throughly! An IndiBlogger by heart, IndiFuckingEnjoys it all! :D

PS: On the flight back, a girl sitting adjacent to me was looking at my IndiTee, I shifted myself to let her see the whole tee from front and back! And declared proudly, "Yeah, I am an IndiBlogger!". To which she reacted with a "whatever gesture" and started painting her nails fluorescent green! Didn't even talk to me for the rest of the journey! Green is for envy, so I guess she was jealous! Ha! Bite me bitch! :P

PPS: See more pics of the meet at the IndiBlogger FB Page or Renie's flickr
There are still some pics missing! Hmmmm......

Photo Credit: Zirka

Horrors of a Unisex Toilet

2010-09-28T21:40:00.000+05:30

Now, most of you would argue that a Unisex Toilet has umpteen advantages, and disadvantages? bah! rather none! Before you jump to conclusions my friend, read the following story! Cause, the incidences I am about to put before you, will change your perception forever!
Disclaimer: These are true stories, that occurred to me and my pals.

So, our college administration decided to take a step into the 'future' and installed a unisex toilet in SAC (the Student Activity Center) 'for students convenience'. We (boys) were actually very happy about it! Why? (If you ask this, I dunno how do I determine your gender, cause the boys don't need a reason and girls would know 'why'!). Anyway, this eventually turned out to be a bad idea for us (men and women)! How?

Consider the situation, your bladders are about to burst, they are screaming and cursing you for the delay, you run to the nearest urinal available! Then, while you stand at the urinal reliving yourself, the moan (the nirvana sound) comes naturally! And, right when you are in the middle of your nirvana moment, you have two girls looking at you with 'O mouth'! Its very uncomfortable! Needless to say, your nirvana moment is crushed and you might have the risk of dropping a few drops on your pants! #FAIL

Then, there are occasions where you have to 'bi-relive' yourself, (you know in two different states, liquid and gas). Come on! Stats says, on an average a normal human farts 17 times a day! You fart too, admit it! So, you are relieving yourself, and then a small little cute cloud bursts out of your ass, the girl at the washbasin passes out...........#EPICFAIL

Once, I was at the urinal (with out the nirvana sound track), so I was cool....yeah....I was cool...I was whistling...yeah...cool.....whistling...cool....then, I heard the door of a closet behind open, I turn, a hot girl emerges, our eyes meet, with the flush music playing in the background..........not exactly romantic. Another #FAIL

How in the movies, they show, girls bitching, putting on makeup and 'adjusting' themselves in front of the mirror. Never happens in a unisex toilet dude, NEVER! I have checked it 24x7. Never did that movie moment occur, at those mirrors! Infact the unisex toilets are quieter than a library (if you don't count the flush and nirvana sounds)! And the ladies spend exactly 0.382 seconds at the mirror. Quietly #FAIL

SAC is a great place for flirting, so you have been eying a hot chic the whole evening and exchanging glances, then you casually walk into the loo to adjust your hair, and then a loud fart sound breaks the silence! You look at the WC and wait for the fat farting lady to emerge for an epic LOL...............door opens, and your fate LOLs at you! Yet Another #FAIL

Honestly this Unisex Toilet, has really brought down the Flirting Quotient at our college! Take my advice, save yourself now. Say NO to Unisex Toilets!

Harassed : The first one to go down the book!

2010-09-16T18:51:00.001+05:30

"Hehehehehehe......you are a bitch..."

"Seriously!! And then what happened.....??"

"Wait wait wait you despos.....let her finish..."

"...*giggle* then I just adjusted mine and gave him 'The Look'......"

Whole group LOLs.....

".....I swear it seemed like his pants will drop to the ground, and make a hole!"

Whole group ROFLs....

I just happened to pass by and couldn't help but over hear this conversation of a group of female, obviously my brainwave signaled for some interesting blogging subject and ordered my legs to move in their direction! It turned out that they were my classmates. I approached the group of giggling and chirping females, grinning ear to ear like an idiot!
"So which one of you 'adjust yours'? and who was the lucky guy?" *still grinning*
The gang all turned to me now, one or two gave a half-smile, most make a puckish face muttered "eh..!!" (may be somethings else too..) and they dispersed!
I shrugged and turned around to get back to my activity (walking aimlessly in the campus). I notice a few guys, at a distance, grinning at me. I took this as offensive and embarrassing, showed them the finger and moved on to my aimless walk.

I got up the next morning, checked my student mailbox as usual. There were tons of various notices and seminars and lecture summaries (boring stuff as usual). But one particular mail caught my attention, from the institute's sexual harassment cell! It was sent to [everyone] i.e., it was addressed to everyone on the campus, student, faculty, staff etc., with the subject that read "Disciplinary Action"! With a mischievous smile I clicked on the link. I skipped the body of the letter, and went straight to the bullets, my jaw dropped to the ground!
The disciplinary action was against me! I was summoned by "The Sexual Harassment Cell" at 1:15 PM, for "..misconduct to a fellow female student"!
WTF! When did I do something like that? Was I drunk last night? Where was I last night? May be in my dreams! No, how would they know about my dreams? I panicked!

After much investigation, later that day. I found out that, the 'grinning boys' had heard what I said to the gang of girls, found this to be an interesting piece of information and passed it on and on and on and on and on.......which eventually became quiet an ugly rumor around the campus. That, fell into the 'adjusting girls' ears and she was furious! Without a second though, she decided to knock the doors of our newly formed Sexual Harassment Cell! (Yes, only a week had passed since the SHC was formed! So technically I was the first victim!)

Standing in front of the senior (mostly female) panel of SHC (who were also faculty), I blurted out the whole story, explaining even the minutest details. My previous clean sheet worked well in my favor and I only got a 3 days suspension and loads of scolding and 'tear you apart' look. I have no idea what happened to those 'grinning boys'.

3 Days Later....

Now, I walk with a virtual board hanging around my neck that spells "RAPIST" to most female inmates at my campus. I have had girls (even worker women) shriek and run as they as much as even see/feel me penetrating their 10 m vicinity. I have the Girls Hostel guards whistling and running in my direction, even when I as much as approach the road to it! Some of the guys don't walk with me, if there is a remotest possibility of us being spotted by a girl together, least they earn a bad name with me!
Haven't had a female contact since this incident. In the end who's harassed? I feel, I need to knock on the SHC door now!

The Super Shoe!

2010-09-13T17:31:00.000+05:30

The Super Shoe! When the sun sets, when the lights go dim, when darkness falls, all hide in their bunker, the the Super Shoe rises! *Superhero music in background*

The Super Shoe chooses a high rise, to watch over the entire campus, its eagle like eyes scan every inch of it. Searching for something.....something called EVIL! *thunder in background*

Its the ultimate line of defense for the campus. It guards the campus, while its junta sleeps unaware. They sleep peacefully cause the evil fear The Shoe...The Super Shoe! Thus making the campus a joyful and peaceful habitat. *happy music in background*

If an evil, even dares to venture a devil's work in its mind, it gets a kick in the ass by The Super Shoe! *superhero #win music in background*

The shoe takes no fee from the junta, no return, no favor...........all The Super Shoe wants is a mate, a partner, a friend......... *sad romantic music in background*

The lonely Super Shoe! *sad romantic music still playing in background*

But, then again..........duty beckons...... *superhero #win music in background*

Have no fear, cause the Super Shoe is here!

When the sunsets, the darkness falls, the Super Shoe rises....*fade into black*

PS: Not my shoe or feet! Yes, my campus.

This post is dedicated to The girl with a heart for Dogs, but hates Men, cause Men are........Dogs!!!!

MAA

2010-09-08T23:03:00.001+05:30

I was confused! What should be my real post post the new domain? Nothing (that was) good enough passed by!

Then.......Maa called! And I had it!

What could be better than a post dedicated to Maa herself!! So, here goes....

It would be unjust if I say that this is mine! Its inspired from the song "Maa" from the movie Taare Zameen Pe. But the changes/editing/innovation is my own!

This poem/song is in Hindi. It talks about the feeling of a kid who lives away from home, his/her Mother and is missing her TLC like anything!

I have poured my heart out here....... Love you Maa! :)

Main Kabhi Batlata Nahin

Par Mess Ke Khane Se Darta Hoon Main Maa
Yun To Main,Wahan Khata Nahin
Dhabe Heen Aksar Jaata Hoon Main Maa
Tujhe Sab Hain Pata, Hain Na Maa
Tujhe Sab Hain Pata,,Meri Maa

Hostel Mein Yun Na Chodo Mujhe
Ghar Ka Khana Khane Aa Bhi Naa Paoon Maa
Bhej Na Itna Door Mujkko Tu
Tere Kitchen Ki Khooshboo Wahan Tak Aa Naa Paye Maa
Mess Ka Khana Bahut Bura Hai Maa
Mess Ka Khana Bahut Bura Meri Maa

Jab Bhi Kabhi Papa Mujhe
Phone Pe Ye Batlate Hain Maa
Tune Khane Me Aaj Kya Banaya Tha Maa
Meri Nazar Dhoondhe Tujhe
Sochu Yahi Tu Aa Ke Khilayegi Maa

Unse Main Yeh Kehta Nahin
Par Main Bhukha Ho Jaata Hoon Maa
Mess Me Lekin Jata Nahin
Dhabe Pe Heen Khata Hoon Maa
Tujhe Sab Hai Pata Hai Naa Maa
Tujhe Sab Hai Pata Meri Maa

Main Kabhi Batlata Nahin
Par Mess Ke Khane Se Darta Hoon Main Maa
Yun To Main,Wahan Khata Nahin
Dhabe Heen Aksar Jaata Hoon Main Maa
Tujhe Sab Hain Pata, Hain Na Maa
Tujhe Sab Hain Pata Meri Maa

PS: You might have observed that I am not into writing/reading poems, but this is my Heart, not my Brainwave!

A small step of Brain, A giant leap for Brainkind!

2010-09-04T20:23:00.000+05:30

I dunno why I have that as the title for this post! But, I needed something, so nevertheless.
Okay, so finally after so much though into it, I got a domain for myself and my Brainwave! It was a strong decision, cause the money I spent to get it (yes, I spent my hard earned pocket money for it) meant that I'll have to eat at the mess for two whole days! :'( But, its worth the sacrifice!
I'd like to thank the BigRock support team they helped me out when I was a lost puppy! I had no idea how to get things done after spending the money! And they also gave me a 10% discount (cause I am a fan on their facebook page)! BTW, their live support guy Javed chats and talks on phone like a bot! Serious!
They also gave me an email ID for my domain, addy@addybrainwave.com. Actually, my Brainwave wanted on too (brainwave@addybrainwave.com) But, they allowed only one! Its a little crossed because of that, but anyway we can share I suppose.
And thanks to Indiblogger and Renie too! Cause he helped me when I was a whining lost puppy in the rain! I wouldn't have slept last night, if it wasn't for his comforting tweets!
I wanted to buy a .in domain but someone (is still unaware of this development) told me to go for .com at the very last minute. So I went went went! And I suppose it was not a bad deal!

So now its AddyBrainwave.com! So cool! :D

Things are going as planned, and inshahallah, by gods grace, bhagwan ki daya se if they continue the same, I'll have a surprise for all my GODS soon! ;)
I love you all! Thanks for the love and support!

-Addy
-The Brainwave

Used and Flushed

2010-08-12T14:41:00.002+05:30

*Sigh* "She is an awesome girl! Gawd! How I wish her to be my girlfriend!"
It was almost midnight, my roommate was sound asleep, but I was far from it. I was wide awake, staring at the ceiling, thinking about TheHotChic!
TheHotChic is the name that makes most boys in (and even outside) my college go 'OOoooooOOOO', eyes pop out, mouth water and they go weak at their knees!
"Okay gawd, maybe she being my girlfriend is too much. How about just a friend...........make that best friend, those friend who are closest and eventually marry! But, will she even talk to me? Maybe I need to change my hairstyle.....or keep a stubble, she has to fall for the rough.........."
Just then, Donald Duck decided to break the silence of the night and went crazy on my phone, happily singing "tuh tuh tuh......tuh tuh tuh.....quaaa...quaaa.quaaa...quaaa........". I looked at my phone and my fingers went ice cold........
It was TheHotChic! I checked the time, 1:03 AM! OMG!!

"Is she really calling me? Or is it a prank? Its her number alright! What makes her call me? Does she know of my secret love for her? Man what do I do? Should I pick up or let it ring a bit? Or maybe ignore it? No I will not ignore it! Let it ring for a few more seconds and then I'll pick, that way it will not look despo. What should I say? Hello? Naa its too common! Go for Addy? Naaa too filmy! Okay a deep and husky voice Hullo? would be great. Alright cheete, clear your throat and 'Go for it'!"
And the phone stopped ringing!
What? What happened? Why did it? I only needed a second more! C'mon yaar! One more second of ringing by the telecom operator wouldn't have killed anyone! Bloody damn hell! What do I do now? Whats the plan of action? Should I call her back? Or wait for her call? Ask her about the call in the morning, will get to talk to her that way! Guys will look at me and envy me! Cool!
No! Should talk to her, what if she needs me now and tomorrow is too late? I should talk to her, I'll call her! But what do I say? How do I sound cool? How do I make it macho and not despo? Damn I need a love guru here!

And it rang again! I almost jumped and accidental pressed the "call button" on the phone, I had already picked up the phone! Without a plan! Damn I am screwed!

I didn't even had the phone close to my ear and she was speaking........'hello...hello...helllooooooo'
Finally, I spoke into the microphone "Hello?"
THC: "Hel....Oh Addy?"
ME: "Yeah, TheHotChic?" *damn you despo! should have asked who is it!*
THC: "Oh! You know its me! Cool"
ME: "um......."
THC: "You are not asleep are you?"
ME: "No! Wide awake! Infact I was just gonna pl......"
THC: "Great! So, listen, I need a favor........Can you plea...."
ME: "Yes go ahead, anything" *seriously? Cut her short? You are never gonna score with this one dude!*
THC: "Can you come over to my hostel right now? I am in a fix and could really use your help here! Please" *the please was in a 'puppy' voice*
ME: "Like 'right now' right now?" *Logical! where are your brains dude?*
THC: "Would that be too much?"
ME: "Not at all, right away!"
THC: "Okay thanks bye!"
ME: "Yeah where should we meet? I mean this is great...."
PHONE: "beeeeeeeeeeep...........beeeeeeeeeeeep....."
ME: "Oh! She's off...." *this is said to myself*

Damn it dude! THC called and asked you to meet in the middle of the night! Actually past the midnight! Bah! Bad time to care for technical errors! Lets celebrate! Damn I have to wear something! How much money should be sufficient for this date? Should not fall short! I'll take all that I've got! You're in for a treat tonight girl!
5 minutes after the conversation I was running to the girls hostel! I saw her standing outside her hostel in the lawn in front! She was the chic! Long wavy hair, that were combed backwards in a messy yet sexy style, huge bangle shaped earrings, and the stunning herself! Wearing a lose capri and tank top! Damn! She is in her sleeping suit and yet so beautiful!
She smiled a little (very little) as I approached.

ME: "So? The canteen or just a stroll?" *Too much excitement in voice, save it douche!*
THC: "Inside......"
ME: "What? I don't think thats allowed!"
THC: "Don't get any ideas big boy! The warden wants to see you!" *did I hear it right? or was that actually a rude tone?*
ME: "Huh! Why? What did I do?"
THC: "Nothing! I did. Now I want you to tell her that last night I was out with you doing some project or club work of ours....whatever come to you mind, just say and save my ass!" *why was she talking under her breath?*

I found myself in the wardens room. She was also a faculty, did not teach me, but I knew her. Infamous, rude, mad, ugly. Not the kind of lady you'd like to see at an hour and half past midnight! There she was infront of me, sitting across her desk swinging in her revolving chair, while I and THC stood there mute. I was utterly confused!

THC spoke first "Mam......."
W: "Hmmm...."
ME: "????"
W: "So Mr. Blogger, you were the one with TheHotChic last night?" *reading my name off a piece of paper on her desk*
ME: "Ye.........Yes.......mam" *hesitating because I was scared shitless! and lieing cause THC told me to do so!*
W: "Where were you?"
ME: "Outside......"
W: "Where?"
ME: "errr.......we were out campaigning for out fest and it got late so...."
W: "You had the institutes's vehicle?"
ME: "Yes mam the sumo......."
W: "Hmm.....I understand that both of you are members of the Cultural Club, was that the reason Mr. Blogger?"
ME: "...Ye.....Yes, mam..."
W: "I can verify!"
ME: *looked at THC, she nodded* "Yeah....sure mam....infact..."
W: "No need......I'll check myself."
ME: "Th....Thank You mam!"
W: "...And next time Mr. Cultural Club, do inform me before you decide to have a night camp outside the campus with girls from my hostel for your stupid club!"
ME: "....err......Sure mam!"

And we came out of her office, THC was in there for a little while, I waited for her outside.
Now obviously, THC was not with me last night, I was outside campaigning for my college fest and I indeed had the sumo that night, but i was all alone! THC was not in campus either! So she was outside, where? with? why? I thought of asking her all these, after all I was involved!
THC came out.

THC: "Oh! you're still here...!!"
*we were walking to the exit*
ME: "Yeah, don't you think I need an explanation!"
THC: *she looked at me like I had asked her size! offended* "Yes, err...about that.......we can talk but not here...."
ME: "Yeah, obviously I know, thats why we are going to the canteen!" *I was beaming with confidence now! I had fished her out of a soup and was feeling like a dude!*
THC: "errrr........ummm......Addy, actually......aaaaaa....."

As we came out I saw TheCoolDude (from my class) standing outside, as if waiting for someone. I gave a pity smile to him *I got TheHotChic by my side tonight douche! Yeah burn burn burn!*
TCD approached, I was thinking of something smart and wity say.I guess I gave it a little extra effort. Cause after that, I got a little dizzy and think I haluzinantated!
Cause instead of remembering going to the canteen with THC and having a nice coffee and conversation with her till the wee hours. I saw, THC leave my vicinity and go straight into TCD's arms!
THC was telling him how I got her out of the trouble, and that next time 'we' should be more careful! TCD shook my hand and gave me a 'half hug', maybe he uttered a little "Thanks dude!" and then I saw THC and TCD walk towards the canteen holding hands.
All that I could think of, actually hear was a loud really really really loud noise of flush!

This post is dedicated to my Bother From Another Mother Pranay! *8mile*

Emotional Atyachar + Academic Atyachaar = Bigtime Heartbreak

2010-07-30T02:07:00.001+05:30

It was the second semester of my engineering. I was spending more time on things and people I should not be spending any time at all, and virtually none on things and people I should be. My attendance, grades, involvement and cheerfulness in the class was on an all time low. And the reason for it? I did not have any love interest! Not that there was no good enough girls. Not the case for me!
At that point of time, I used to like every female homo-sapiens, fall in love with every female that would cross my path (in real life or in some naughty and some not so naughty thoughts) and those were my TRUE LOVE who would as much as have an eye contact with me (or with a guy/girl/dog/pillar adjacent to me, whats the difference?). And a smile!! That would make her my soul mate!
Even after, my all these "love affairs" with numerous girls (alright! I might sound like Huge Hefner here, but trust me I was loyal to each one of those girls, I loved them all from the core of my heart! And I am a GOOD GUY too!) I was still single and desperate to mingle!

Not that anybody cared about my situation, no one gave a fuck!.................Oops! Let me rephrase that. "No one gave a damn to my situation". That made me go deep into the tunnel to sorrows and DevD!
But, one of my faculty grew anxious about me. She called me to her office, and expressed her concern, for I was skipping classes and even tests! While other faculty members/staff/students/peons/chairs/doors didn't give a damn, she felt the urge to counsel me.
According to her, a student who scored good in the first semester, could not even manage the bare minimum now, something was wrong!
According to me, she was interested in the cool dude! Oh yeah! Way to go dude! \m/ *I high-fived myself*

I dressed up, but decided to keep my hairdo my usual but funky "out-of-the-bed" one, killer i say!
In her office. She asked me to sit down, I sat across her desk, and she talked to me in a very soft and friendly voice, like I was a troubled child. She came straight to the point.

Her: "Addy, I have observed a downfall in your marks".
Me: "Hmm....." *head hung low, like I do not posses a spinal cord*
Her: "You've started to skip classes and even tests!"
Me: *blank, head still in the same position*
Her: "Its not good for you academics, Addy."
Me: *blank*
Her: "What is it? What do you find difficult? You are a bright student! You can do so much better. Hmm...?"
Me: *blank*
Her: "If you do not understand the subject, I'll put in some extra effort with you. And not only in my subject in others too!"
Me: *Looked up, then again looked down*
Her: "Tell me, you can tell me anything, any problem, even if its personal!"
Me: *Looked up, then looked down again*
Her: "Talk to me Addy! Think of me as a friend! I am not your teacher right now!"
Me: "umm....err....actually mam I do not have girl friend here!"
Her: *Some what shocked at my such flat response*
Me: "There are so many couples here, I feel bad and lonely, I want a girl friend too!"
Her: "Hmm.......well, if thats the problem, then I have a solution to it! Err.......you can think of me as your girl friend!"
Me: *!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
Her: "Yeah! We meet every day after your lectures in my office and talk. Okay?"
Me: "Talk?..............about what?"
Her: "Anything, how was your day? How was mine etc."
Me: *Obviously Excited* "Okay!"
Her: "But, only if you attend all your classes for the day, would me we meet. And after each week I'll check on your progress in each subject. If they are improving, we have this relationship, or else........"
Me: *I shrugged at the thought of 'or else...' But heartily agreed*

That day onwards I changed completely. It was not so difficult the first day I went to the class, as i had thought. But as weeks passed, it got quiet boring and I difficult to sit through out the day in a chair and get 'lectured'!. But had to do it all for love!
I even took out time and studied for an hour late in the night, as I did not want to loose my "rep" in the hostel. So, I would lock my door and use the table lamp to study an hour daily.
I really enjoyed our conversations. We talked about my lectures and what was it about, mostly. But we also shared likes and dislikes and hobbies and even lunch at times, coffee always!
Our little secret affair got some air and the news spread. I was labeled as "Teacher's Pet". But, I couldn't care less. As long as my love story is doing great, I am doing awesome! No more DevDs for me!
I even gave her a red rose on rose day! She accepted it with a smile and thanked me! She gifted me a book, the next day! And boy, was it an aweHsome feeling to receive the first gift from my girlfriend!

Then came my end semester exams, the classes were over, and our meetings dried up. From everyday to once or twice a week, that too for only a minute or two. I'd go to meet her in her office as often as I could. Usually in the 'gap days' of exam.
Once while I was in her office and we were talking, like the good ol' days when her phone made some sound. She looked at it, smiled and then resumed our conversation, this happened three more times
Then another faculty came in, I got up to greet her, she acknowledged and went over to hug my girlfriend. And then, congratulated her for her engagement!
Now, my girlfriend was showing off her engagement ring to her friend, right in front of me, all beaming and proud, and it was not mine! The two ladies, were so excited and thrilled with the engagement, that they almost forgot that I was in the room too! They somehow managed to curb their hormones, and the other faculty went back to her business.
We were about to resume our talk, when her phone rang. She looked at it, smiled and picked up the phone with a huge huge smile, one that I had never seen on her face before!
A few seconds later she says "Addy, umm....you should go now, study for your exams, okay? Next is Electronics na? Do well and All the best!"

I walked out of the room shattered and heart-broken. I couldn't believe it! I've just had a breakup! With the best girlfriend I ever had! What was I supposed to do now? Cry? Wail? Avenge? Move on? And the worst part of it was that she didn't even seem to care.
I went back to my DevD state! Then I found a stupid hindi aashiqui quote online that said, "One should only care about one's true loves happiness and nothing else". I was a total "aashiq" at that time! So I completely bought it! She seemed happy with that jerk! And then in Indian families, there is always the pressure of peers and all. So I thought that she must be doing it for the love and happiness of her family! And I should respect her "sacrifice"! So, I "moved on"! (Without a fastrack mind you!)

Much later I discovered out that she had a love marriage! And th affair was on since, like forever! She cheated on me!

And the evil fate does not stop here! It slaps me hard in the face with The Great Irony - The day she got married, my results came out and I had scored really well!

If you've had a good laugh, do vote for me on IndiVine! Thanks :)

PS: This post is dedicated to Miilee - One of the first GOD of The Brainwave! She got me out of the blogger's block tonight and that is the reason for this post. So she deserves the dedication. And I suppose she is one who is most actively involved in social work! I really commend her work! Do visit her blog to know more. Thanks Miilee! :)

Billion Hearts Beating

2010-07-29T00:29:00.000+05:30

I still remember the day I got the call from my sister. I was in my class, attending a lecture. Never bothered about the lecture, I picked up the phone and talked, even as the faculty continued to deliver the lecture.
What I heard was enough to freeze my every sense.
Dad was in ICU. I was told by my sister, that it was food poisoning and theres nothing to worry about. Although, it was a heart attack. I took a leave from the faculty and came out of the classroom shaking.

Thank god, dad has recovered completely and is now fit and fine. Post surgery dads life changed tremendously! Morning walks to very strict low cholesterol diet, no smoking or drinking or heavy workout. Dad did it all for good.
It included, him quitting some of his favorites. Butter chicken to extra hours of sleep, eating out to loads of ghee etc. The sudden change, the awesome change that needed the dedication to fight the disease, kick it in the face and make it eat dust, left me bewildered!
And completely following the saying "Like Father, Like Son" and as they say I'm the "Carbon Copy" of my dad. I pledge to fight the heart disease by following my idol, my Dad. Having the courage, the dedication it took is tremendous! And if I'll be able to do as much as 1/10th of him I'll be far from the disease. Love you Daddy!
But, this does not stop here! I'd never want anyone else to go through that trauma ever now. So, lets start to work towards a healthy heart from right now!
Take a pledge for yourself, for your family and close ones, to a healthy future. Believe me even a small thing as jogging or meditation makes a world of a difference! Take a pledge now!

Minster out of Hibernation!

2010-07-26T00:52:00.001+05:30

First of all, Hello guys *YAWN* yeah man I was here and free, but asleep. I was so sond sleep that I didn't even realize I had a blog to update! Now that my IndiRank and Alexa Rank are all time low my pageviews have had a nose dive below the X-axis, and I even lost 2 followers (and gained one!). I can't sleep in peace!
So much for the bad news, now for the GREAT news! I got a personalized hand made card from Preeti Shenoy! Yeah most of my fb friends might already know about this (about 10 times)! But this deserves a mention in the blog! The card is hand made and came all the way from Norwich, UK!
And it took 2 months to arrive! I wonder if the mail system still uses the sea route! No wonder its called snail mail! Talking about that, they could have stick the card on the snail's back, given the address to the snail and set him off and my prized possession, the card (that sits proudly on my CPU) would have arrived early! Anyways, it arrived safely so thanks postmasterji!
And thank you Preeti! This is awesome! Who takes the pain to make and then send an actual cards these days? That too, to a random follower of your blog, who just by chance happens to be your 300th! I have received many many compliments for it. All goes to you Preeti! Thanks a ton!
Also, a special mention and thanks to my pal Nitish, who received the card in my absence and kept it safe unless I returned. Thanks bhai!
Here is a picture of the beautiful one. And the Smile Tag is free to move and it swings! umm....please excuse the dirty bedsheet :P :)

And YEAH! The title of this post is dedicated to and inspired by one of The Addy Brainwave' s greatest "GODS" Minstrel Incognito. Thanks! :)
And I promise more post soon!

Black or White? errr....How About Brown?

2010-06-23T17:03:00.000+05:30

A very peculiar incident happened to me recently. I was shopping with my sister, and I needed some moisturizer (yes I use it! I have a skin too, which goes dry in various weather! Big deal!). Okay so I needed to buy some lotion and I was lost in the stacks so I asked for assistance from a salesgirl, and realizing I am with my sister she asks "Moisturizer sir? for girls or men sir?". Then led us to the moisturizer section and said "Sir this alley contains moisturizer for men and the one in front is for ladies mam."
Another sales girl came to assist my sister and the same walked up to me as I looked at the bottles and brands 'awe-stuck'!
"Sir, the whitening creams are on this side...." and gestured her hand in the direction of lotion bottles shelves with faces of bollywood actors and models staring at me!
First, I thought that this racist bitch was making fun of my skin color! Then looking at the crowd of 'men' browsing in that section - Eight, then I looked at the section of non-whitening moisturizer- One, me! I looked at the salesgirl and thought "I'm sorry for calling you a bitch".
There has been a lot of debates on this topic, even Barkha Dutt had found it 'hot and interesting enough' to have a We The People episode on it.

The Dark Horse, The Black sheep of the family, Black Collar, Grey Character : Dark is BAD (or a weak performer). Has the skin color got something to do with out intellect or success?

I have a dark complexion and have never thought of changing/altering it! Heck, I am proud of it! I was grown up that way! I was told by my mother that Lord Krishna, Lord Shiv and Lord Ram were dark skinned and even without that; one can observe in the artist's impression, these gods being way dark skinned than normal (even blue)! And they were like the Ultimate Lady Killers of their time! Females would die to be in their arms or even vicinity! And this continues even centuries later. And they were not even proud of it! I mean it never even got into their head! They never exploited their "Tall Dark Handsome" looks, unlike Huge Hefner! (Ummm.....alright wrong example here). Thats what makes a real hero! So humble, so modest and Tall Dark Handsome!
So when the ultimate hero of our culture were actually dark skinned, then why are the 'men' after fair skin?
And I don't know which screwed-in-the-brain-MBA-guy went on 'which survey' to find out that many guys use "fairness cream", secretly! And then some company came up with a whole "new" cosmetic, supposedly for men!

Quiet contradictory words "cosmetics" and "men", don't you think? Well, if we talk about a few years in rewind!
There were days when, if you looked into a guys "shaving kit" you'd find a razor, few blades, scissor, nail cutter, aftershave, maybe a shaving cream and (if "looks conscious") a green tube of boroline. Thats it, okay throw in a soap if he is a traveler. Which one you ask? Anything that does not make him smell like a girl!
But, now, the pouch seems to have developed into a bag! Things are stuffed in there and all kinds of "beauty product". You'll find face wash, body wash, scrubs, then lotions for various parts of the body, sunscreen, hair gels, hair creams, bleaches, face packs, everything you can expect to be in a girls bag (well almost)!
Its not at all bad taking care of yourself and being hygienic, but taking too much care is bad! It makes you a girl! Picture a fit, muscular guy, pumping iron in the gym in the morning and at night applying some orange (or whatever) color face pack and cucumber slices resting on his eyes, taking a nap in his recliner, listing to Green Day wearing pink pajamas! Doesn't fit in does it? (for women its like a sinusoidal wave, attractive in the morning and repulsive in the night. For men, well, there are too many colors described in that sentence for their brain to process).
Men are supposed to be rough and tough. The kind that rubs some mud on his bruises and then sprints back into the game! Not the one running home to put in some antiseptic and band-aid and then going under the knife to fix that scar! Thats for the girls to do man! There should be a difference between the two!
Imagine a girl friend and boy friend sharing cosmetics, make-ups, even under wears! Whats left? Sharing a guy! (with no offense to the gay community).
Whats the fun if your partner smells the same as you do? Has the same 'soft' skin like yours? Avoids going out in the sun as it can 'damage his skin'? Cries if cuts himself? Shrikes at the sight of a cockroach?
Girls aren't you scared that your position are rapidly being taken by guys! Fight for your rights and reservations as being feminine!
Even I considered myself to be a 'metro-sexual' man! Unless I found out what 'metro-sexual' was! And I was like, fuck it! I am a man!
Not because I don't use cosmetic products (which I don't) but, because I can't remember their names, brands and what they do me! Heck, I don't even know where, when, and why would I use them?
And for those men who do not concur with me. You need to shift to Scotland, the men wear skirts there, not here!
Have you seen them working anyway? Being the largest consumer of skin whitening product, we would have been 'The Land of White Men" had it worked!
"If you are not comfortable in your own skin, how will you bear this even darker world?"

My IndiTee, My Second Skin

2010-06-22T16:55:00.001+05:30

Browsing aimlessly, I paused upon Indiblogger.in (as usual) and saw the Singapore meet update. I have been a part of this forum since Feb this year and really really wanted to go to an IndiMeet! But curse my luck, I have never been to one! So I just randomly rant about it to Renie on twitter and on top of that I demand my IndiTee I lost to him!
And I thought what Renie's though might be post my tweet, "Yeah bloody bugger. What does he think I am to him, his daddy?Just comes to any place near us and wants a lost shirt! Other people come to IndiMeet to get a tee and they don't even pull my leg on the forum! Tell you what I'll ask him to come to a lonely place, send goons and paint him black and blue. That'll teach him a lesson for messing with an Indiblogger! "
Next, I see a reply from Renie! He said to meet Anoop and Anwin while I'm in Bangalore! Wow! Talk about generosity!
So Anoop contacts me, I contact him and we decide on the meet.
The morning of the day we were to meet, Anoop told me we were joined by "GingerChai".
"Oh great! the Pepsi contest winner!"
The venue was changed at the very last moment. Didn't matter to me cause I am like a tourist in Bangalore and any place is like putting on my Columbus outfit. Moreover, I was too excited to care for it! I mean they could have called me to the Bangalore Railway Station, talked over a kulladh of tea and shooed me off. And I'd come home all happy and cheerful!
So, I was on my way to the 'Unofficial Bangalore Indiblogger's Meet', I update my FB status from the auto itself! I was so damn excited I had to buy a bottle of chilled water to calm myself!
I reach the said spot (ITC Park), 30 minutes early! I wait for 5 minutes, finish the water, crush the bottle, put on the cap, then searched for a dustbin, found it, threw the bottle, cheered myself silently. Hardly a minute had passed! Damn!
Screw it! Desperate or vella whatever he thinks of me, I'm calling him now!
I call him, he doesn't answer. But immediately (like nanoseconds delay) he calls back. Tells me he is at the same spot, in his car and that he is stepping out of it, and asked me to walk towards the car he mentioned.
I do so. I see him step out of the car, wearing an Indiblogger tee. He takes a look at me and then overlooks me! Even as I walk in his direction! I guess he thought "Where is that bugger? Where is he? Why is this kid walking towards me? What does he want? Could it be him? Is that guy him? No this kid can't be him? Oh he is smiling now! What is he talking to me now? Damn, it is him!"
"Hey! Addy?????????"
"Ya! Hi Anoop!"
And we greet and hug.
Then we are joined by Diana, (also a blogger and Anoop's better half) who was inside the car all this time. So we stand outside talk, waiting for Lakshmi.
Now, If you consider 'Lakshmi' and his style of writing together. You'd think of a cheerful, playful and mast girl! Believe me, you are in for a big disappointment! Before you jump to conclusions, let me tell you, Lakshmi is very cheerful, with a great sense of humor and is awesome company. But, he is a guy!
So, a bike pulls up just beside us, the helmet goes and enters Lakshmi! We are introduced. He says "Oh! You're Addy!".
Then we go to Tamarind, I am with Anoop and Diana in their car and Lakshmi on rides his bike.
All this time I was praying to god, "God please don't make him (Lakshmi) remember I wrote a review for his blog, please!". Why would I say that? Cause if you've ever been to the IndiForum you'd know, how wacky and "critical" reviews I give to bloggers. They always sugarcoat their replies in return. But this was no forum man, it was real!
And my worst fears came true! As soon as we got back together, Lakshmi says "So, you're The Addy, giving wacky reviews. Huh?"
I think he wanted to smack me in the face at that time and throw me at the oncoming traffic, but he refrained because of Anoop and Diana's presence, I suppose. All I could manage was mere smile.
And then we talk and talk and talk and laugh and laugh and laugh!
Lakshmi is an awesome conversationalist man, ditto for Anoop. Also, he is one passionate guy for Indiblogger and I believe very strongly that each one of those guys are! Diana is sweet and an equal contributer to Indiblogger and a very stern mod!

Time flew, we were so involved in talking that we didn't notice the cricket and football match on the screens around us!

I had an awesome time! And I have reason to believe they did too!

We (Lakshmi and I) got our IndiTees!

Here is a picture of Lakshmi and Anoop and Me with the IndiTee! (Look at me beaming! and Lakshmi sleeping)

I really wanted an IndiTee real bad. Now, wherever I go, I'm in my IndiTee! Flaunting my Indiblogger status! People say its become my "Second Skin"!

Every Waiting Room Has A Silver Lining!

2010-06-16T17:39:00.000+05:30

Hey! people....long time no see huh?
Well, I was busy! Yeah hard to believe but its the truth! I was so damn busy I hardly had time to update my FB status regularly! For those who'd say "What?" to that; People. I am even more frequent there than CID re-runs on Sony! I update at the drop of a hat, I'm the kind who update about the shape of the dump they just had and maybe upload a pic of it too! Nasty? yeah i am that (chuckles) I've even put it on my resume!
Anyway guys I'm not writing this post to tell you how huge I my shit is, I am writing this to share my "Experience de extraordinaire"
This might seem like its picked out from a movie or so, but it isn't. This might seem like its my sweet dream, actually very very sweet dream, but it isn't. This might seem like a novel, but it isn't. This might seem like fiction, but it isn't.
Okay! so this story is of a night, late night actually, infact early hours of a morning (filmy? yes I know!). I had a last minute journey from my college to home, Indore. I took a train, that arrived at 2:30 AM. If you have ever been to Indore or visited its railway station, you'd know how quiet and lonely it gets after 10 PM. Serious! Its like the whole railway station is closed, only platform number one seems to be active, rest (only 4 other) are all deserted and dark, without life, unlike any other railway station of a metropolitan city. The only train to arrive after 10 PM is mine, Shipra Express at around 3. I never trouble my dad to pick me up, as I use the public transport, the city bus. And obviously it does not start at such early hours, hence had to wait for clock to strike atleast 5.
So, I head for the waiting room. Even though I had traveled on a waiting ticket of sleeper class (last minute and end of semester plan I told you!) I chose the "Upper Class" waiting room. Why? If you just had that question, go away and stop coming to my blog ever! Right now you mindless moron!
Okay so, the waiting room had very few travelers, there was a girls, kinda good looking one ("yess" said my head), along with her family ("awwwww..."). "Uncle and aunty" were apparently dozing off and the girl was reading (good choice to impress me) Agartha Christe (that, I'm afraid is a bad choice, "strike off this girl......brain"), and there were few other uninteresting passengers (read male and uncles).
I saw a seat dropped on it, and slammed my bag on the floor. I wanted to doze off, but I was not comfortable enough in the chair, and also the thought that in a few hours I'll have the all comfort and TLC of my home, my room, my mom, kept me awake.
Just then a girl walked in, not dressed to impress, a simple travel-friendly-dress, nothing to attract attention. And she sat next to me. Ahem!
Trying not to show I was looking at her, I scanned the room and "just by chance looked at her". She was not very attractive, kind of on the plummer side, her hair was a mess, and she was fondling with her phone. I looked at her LG Chocolate Touch ("Hmmmm impressive move girl"). We had eye contact, I smiled and got the same acknowledgement.
I can't recall what struck our conversation, but we were talking subtly soon after. Being a joker all my life, I had a very limited domain for a conversation, the only domain of humor! I just talked about this and that like the deserted platform, the parked trains, "Indori language", the 'lady' announcing over the loudspeaker, my journey without reservation, even the table.. and she would laugh (well okay...sometimes giggled) like she was watching an Adam Sandler movie!. I began to enjoy her company, well she was appreciating me for what I am, right? And obviously everyone like to be appreciated!
And then she said laughing "....you know you can write an awesome blog, with your kind of humor!"
I had a big smile on my face, was about to introduce her to "The Brainwave". She did not care for what I had to say and continued talking (yeah normal girly thing).
She continued "I read a similar blog recently, something like Brainwash...Brainstorm or something........its so funny and the post are hillarious........ ".
ME: "Huh? Who is the writer?" (trying my best to supress my emotions)
Girl: "Oh! I remember that some........Addy........"
That was it! I did not hear what she said next. I was overwhelmed, overjoyed, overhappy, overgiggling, overcelebrating, overjumping, overawesome!
I was smiling to myself! I completely forgot that a girl was sitting next to me, that I have been having an absolute delightful conversation with her for the past hour or so, I forgot where I was.
She said something and got up, I thought it was time to leave, I got uo too still lost in my glory.
After all what is the probability that you meet one of your blog reader, who is a total stranger, in a deserted railway station waiting room? When only around 200 people in a country of more than a billion know about your blog!
I think, there is a term for such coincidences. Can't recall what its called.
Anyway, back to the waiting room, the girl actually had excused herself to go to the ladies room while I was lost in my "glory", and thought it was a signal to leave. I came outside, only to realize that it as still pretty early for the buses to commute. I did not want to drag myself and my really really heavy backpack back inside. Still in my glory. An auto came to me, asked me where i wanna go, i told him, he asked Rs 500 for it, I heartily agreed and sat in the auto.
In this episode what was foolish of me that I never asked the girl's name, what she did, who was she etc.....nothing, neither did she. Maybe I was too shy, maybe it was not needed, maybe she was shy, maybe it could be any other reason!
But, it felt.........AWEH-SOME!
Wherever you are girl, you made my day that day! Thanks a ton!! :)

Still, in my Glory............................................

A pair of pilots in a village and financial blunder!

2010-05-09T16:55:00.001+05:30

"Move it solider!"
"WTF???"
"We've gotta go!!!"
"Where?"
"To the gaon!"
So my friend (let's call him Duke) literally picked me up from a sweet dream and put me on the floor!
Why? Cause he wanted to go to the gaon!
Why? I do not know!
Why? He didn't tell me!
Why? I didn't ask.
Why? He said if I come along, I'll need not spend a paisa from my wallet.
I heartedly agreed.

So I followed him to the gaon (its hardly a stone throw away to our college which is located in the remotest of place!).
We didn't expect to have an encounter with a hot gaon ki chori so we wore our usual shabby look, dirty shorts and dirtier tees.
We mingled with the gaon crowd without much effort.

ME: "Err....bro why are we here?"
D: "I need new pen"
ME: "!!! You can get them from the stationary! Why come here?"
D: "Stupid shop! Don't have pilot pens!"
ME: "Oh! I forgot The Mr Duke only uses pilot pens, nothing else!"
D: *grins*

We finally found a dusty and small stationary shop that looked like it could be on the endangered species list.
D: "Boss 2 blue 'pilot pen' dena"
S: "Mere pass to sirf ek heen hai...."
And he brings out one very old blue pilot pen for exhibition, that looked like he inherited from his great great grandfather.
D: "Mujhe to do heen chahiye.....chalo koi ni"
I couldn't resist to tell the shopkeeper that he should preserve that 'one blue pilot pen' and pass on to his decedents as his forefather have. He did not seem amused.

ME: "Why do you need two blue pilot pens?"
D: "That's a jinx, I always buy two blue pilots pens a day before exams!"
ME: "Tomorrow is our exam!!"
D: "Yeah DIC........."
ME: "Damn! I need a pen too!"

Several tattered shops and unamused shopkeepers later we found the place to get 'blue pilot pens'; correction , 'two blue pilot pens'!
ME: "Bhaiya do blue pilot pen dena"
Shopkeeper gives 'two blue pilot pens'. Duke pays.
ME: "Oh! And I need a pen too! Duke lend me some money."
D: "Dude I have nothing, didn't you bring your wallet?"
ME: "What? You told me that you are gonna spend!"
D: "Err......we had the chats and shakes quiet lavishly!"
ME: "Okay I'll use one of the 'two blue pilot pens'!"
D: "No can do man! Its a jinx, I dare not break it!"
ME: "So, I'll break my jinx for writing with a pen in each exam................."
D: "Wait! I think I have 7 rupees left!"
I turn to the shopkeeper.
ME: "Bhaiya 7 rupay ka koi accha sa pen de do!"
The shopkeeper turned out to be very generous he gave me a pen and even returned a rupee!!

Once again a generous anonymous shopkeeper saves the day!
Thank gawd for generous anonymous shopkeeper!

Quit my job for my Blog!

2010-04-16T03:30:00.001+05:30

"Info Sec Expert by profession, Blogger by passion."

(This is what my "About Me" column on various social networking sites read.)

I have already posted this at Indiblogger forum, but I thought it would be nice to share with you all. :)

I love blogging and writing.

Lately, I was offered a part time job (content writing). I was offered the job for my "writing skills" (even I have the least idea about it!).

Being a student I saw the opportunity to gain some extra cash for my monthly expenditure; and I jumped with joy and hearty agreed.

But sine the job, my blog was kind of neglected. I felt and knew this all the time, but always thought that soon I'll have enough time and manage everything as good as perfect. Which obviously never happened. I never got time off from my college, leisure, social activities and the 'New Job'. My pageviews kept falling, the comments dried out, no new followers. (It was a difficult time).

Unless when, one of my "fan" (well she calls herself that, I prefer READER or better still "GODS" as I have rightly put in my blog) told me how disappointed she was not to find any updates on my blog since a "long long time....".

Soon I got more such "complaints" and people even called me, mailed me and poked me! Just to know if I was alright and the reason for such ignorant attitude towards The Brainwave.

Some even asked if "the Brainwave was dead?".

This made me sit down and think hard (an activity I usually refrain from, actually its not physically possible for me) and then without informing anyone or thinking twice (I actually lack this ability of thinking anyways) I called my "boss" and said that i can't take the "pressure" anymore and would like to QUIT!

And.................................I FEEL GOOD BABY!

I LOVE my blog and I LOVE to write and I Love my READERS!

PS: BTW my boss never asked me for a second thought, he just said "Okay"!

The Line Tag, Thanks Varsh!

2010-04-16T03:00:00.001+05:30

When it come to TAG, I follow my own rules! :D

1. Varsh Tagged me with this long time ago, extremely sorry for the delay. She writes great and you should visit her. Honest!

2. Then write down your top 10 Hindi movie lines or top 10 English movie lines (You can do both if you want. Only one set is required for the contest). If you cannot think of top 10, make it top 5. Cannot think of even 5? Make it top 3. No problem. Only restriction: no two lines from same movie. This is done to make it fair for other movies so that they don’t get swamped by Gunda or Loha or Sholay.

3. Tag your friends to do the same.

4. Come over to the comment-space of this post and post your blog’s link so I can go and read it.

Remember: Before starting the tag, paste points 1 and 4 on your blog so that the rules are available to anyone who wishes to pick the tag up from your blog.

Hmmm......So Hindi movie lines.....umm I dunno........don't have such an eye for lines.......but let me give it a try................I'll give all Hindi....

1. "Risk to Spiderman ko bhi lena padta hai......." Ranbir Kapoor in Rocket Singh: Salesman of the year.

2. "Oye Kathoor....." Omkara Almost all the characters used this line.

3. "Toh.....isme hamari ka galti hai be?" Irfan Khan in Haasil

4. "Safed pani ki jheel samajh rakah hai?" Dil Dosti Etc.

5. "Mai f ko f bolta hun............." Shahid Kapoor in Kaminey

6. "....Jab dost fail ho jaye to dukh hota hai......par jab dost first aaye to aur bhi dukh hota hai..." R Madhvan in 3 Idiots

7. "70 minute.......70 minute hain tumhare pass............." SRK in Chak De India

8. "Yenna raskalaa.........mind eeet!" SRK in Om Shanti Om

9. "College ke gate ke is taraf hum duniya ko nachate hain, aur college gate ke uss taraf duniya hume......" Aamir Khan in Rang De Basanti

10. "Tujhe Silencer ne bataya nahi ki dost heen insaan ka sabse bada stan hota hai?" Aamir Khan in 3 Idiots

And I tag Abinav, Miilie, Magali, Nicole, Parth, Sneha and Tavish.

Well totally up to you guys if you'd wanna go ahead with this or just ignore it........ :P

and thanks a lot again Varsh. :)

Linda Goodman: How she ruined my life?

2010-04-13T23:06:00.000+05:30

Linda Goodman, ever heard that name before? Of course you have.......everyone has heard of "LINDA GOODMAN". In case you have been in hibernation for the earlier part of you life (the part before reading this blog) ask your girl friend about her or your sister or any of your female friend. She/she/she is sure to know about her.......(hell! she might even beat that wiki)
Yes, so Linda Goodman. I never met her, we didn't even share the same continent, never talked to her, neither do i have a chance now as she passed away in 1995, never saw her not even a picture and I suppose she didn't even know I existed! So how on earth can she ruin my life?
Well, she wrote books. No not books of my syllabus (that way I would end up criticizing more people than i would have ever known in my whole life, and that would take a lot of blog space) she wrote books on sun signs. She was an astrologer. And for some stupid reason "a-girls-favorite-astrologer"!
Actually I have problem with two of her books "Linda Goodman's Sun Signs" and "Linda Goodman Love Signs" I have only heard of these two, and I do not intend to hear about any more of her creations. And I might even be a little vague about the titles of the two mentioned books.
I have no problem with astrologers or any other profession actually! Do what you wish to do, as long as they don't cross my path!

I mean because of this lady (with all due respect) my girl friend thinks that, being a Gemini and a Scorpion, we are the "worst match". And is always complaining that I am a "flirt" and i can never be "serious in a relationship" and "there are more than one of ME!" and I am "not as romantic" as her.

"Who says so?"

"Linda Goodman"
The fact that we have been going out successfully for the past 5 years does not matter at all!

When I am in a jolly good mood (which I have been, is and will be most of my life) my sister is always concerned "....you are hiding some dark pain or secret deep within your heart, let it out. Talk to me Bhai!".
And when I am just sitting around she pokes me "....what are you thinking about? *grins* another of your mischief? You Gemini's can keep yourself from being childish!".
A day it went over the top, when I was behaving in a particular manner (and it was apt, no trouble no menace all good) and she said "Why are you behaving this way? You are a GEMINI! You should be this way".
"Who says so?"
"Linda Goodman"
So, according to Ms Goodman I need to behave like a Gemini and not myself, because I am a GEMINI!

All of my female friends maintain a distance with me, specially me..........why? I don't shower? I don't use a deo or am i so ugly? NONE! Only because I am a GEMINI!
They think that being a Gemini, I am a born flirt. And I'll never miss a chance of flirting with them; no problem till here, but one thing will lead to another and it will eventually ruin our friendship!
Some of my friends even jumped to horror, when they came to know that I am a Gemini. They say Gemini's are really "ajeeb", you won't know whats going on in their head. And they instantly decided if I was "compatible" for the friendship, up till that moment everything was sailing smooth!

"Who says so?"

"Linda Goodman"

Frustrated i asked all the female forms in my acquaintance and vicinity, why do they so blindly trust the sun signs and Linda Goodman? Their answer, "...when you'll read it na, you'll find it all to be very true. And you'll believe in Linda Goodman too! And you can even tell if a person is a Virgo or Leo or Aries or Whatever................."

So I did an experiment, I met a female Linda Goodman fan, didn't tell her my sun sign or birthday. Our conversation went on casually. I never brought up anything about sun signs or compatibility or even Linda Goodman at all. And I knew sooner or later she had to pop up the question "Whats your sun sign?". Believe me every single girl out there does this. this is their favorite pass time "Sun Sign Game"!

And, in due course of time, she did!

Acting like Randeep Huda of "Love Khichdi" I asked her in turn "What do you think?"

"Aries"

"Nope, you are wrong! I am GEMINI. See you cannot tell!"

"Eeeeeeek!!"

I didn't mind the scream, I had won! A successful experiment.

Youngistaan Ka WOW!

2010-04-12T22:32:00.001+05:30

This post is here as per the rules set by indiblogger to qualify for the Indiblogger of the month contest.
There is a challenge I need to throw to RANBIR KAPOOR..........(actually I just need to answer the following question)

If you were the game master, what challenge would you like to throw to Ranbir?
I would throw an "Ajab Challenge to Gajab Ranbir"; I'll make him wear the "Saawariya Towel" and walk down the road, and he has to be careful enough to "Bachna from the Haseenos" on the streets. Reach the shop of "Rocket Singh" use his "Rajneeti" talents to "Wake Up Sid" if his "Luck works By Chance" and Sid wakes up, Sid will give him the PEPSI!

Yeah I know I broke all previous records of stupidity here *GRINS*..................and yet is shameless enough to have a grinning face in front of you!

Overheard

2010-04-02T20:08:00.003+05:30

Actual incident, nothing fiction here......................

WARNING: This blog post may contain some explicit content. Readers discretion is advised. (15+ only)!

Recently I went out with one of my female friend. It was Monday night and the place was almost empty. We seated ourself on the comfortable couches in the lounge. As usual, we were arguing on what to order and loudly. I was quiet startled (and offended too) to hear a sweet female voice (did not belong to my friend) take over my heavy male husky voice! I peered over the couch to see a group of girls on the adjacent table. Now the back rest of the couches were so high that it was almost like each table could have been an independent state! (just that no one would ever go on a fast in this place).But, sound can't be bounded by human walls!
So, the scenario was something like a group of girls (really hot chics, trust me) sitting next to me talking, who thought they were the only group sitting in the lounge and I can listen to all their blah-blah.
Now, we two friends did came together but are least interested in each other. So, we mutually decided to spend the time listing to whats happening in gtalk! Excited I set my ears to catch all the incoming frequency, while my friend ordered something to keep us engaged.
".........No I've already had enough calories for the day!"
"..so when do we have that dance party in the college?"
"Next Sunday I guess......"
"What are you wearing?"
"I can't decided they have some informal theme or something like that...."
"....what kinda theme?"
"Arre.....its beach party theme!"
"WOW! Beach party! OMG! So we need to come in our swim suits!!!!"
"Are you nuts? Of course not, some thing less hot and much sober.......sadly"
"Tsk...."
"That means........"
"Yessssss.................."
"Good news girls....we are going shopping tomorrow....YAY!"
*they talked about things that I just couldn't interpret or understand, but my friend listened and kept smiling and sometimes giving different expressions like a straight face a frowned face, girls have their own language i guess*
"Hey, what would be the dress code for the guys?"
"I'd prefer if they came topless............"
Giggles
"But, how many have a bod to die for?"
"I cant count on my finger......."
"How would you know? They wear shirts to college don't they?"
"Arre, sab pata chal jata hai"
"Besides, I was backstage, in our last fest and before the fashion show event saw a lot of eye candy..."
"Really?"
"WOW"
"I thought Ramit was the hottest"
"That guy from final year?"
"mmhmmm...."
"The senior batch do have some serious killers yaar! Our batch is so phusss...."
"NO! Have you guys seen Anshuman? He has a bod to die for!"
"He is okay........"
"No, I have seen him pump some serious iron in the gym"
"Whatever......"
"Hey...hey....hey.....hey................. Kites new promo!"
"ooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooo"
"Now, this is a body to truly die for!"
*My friend cranked her head in order to make an attempt to have a glance at the '"Body to truly die for", I kept her put, as we had the risk of being discovered and then I would have missed a great blogging opportunity (I actually thought that!)*
"Why is he married?"

"Why are all perfect men for me married?"

"What difference would that make......."

Chics LOLss

*Trust me if you have never before seen or heard chics only LOL. You are in for a surprise.You'd imagine a cute/hot/sexy girl have a cute/hot/sexy laughter.......NO SIR, not if they are all by themselves. I'd advice weak heart people to avoid.*

The waiter attends the girls (brought in the cheque I suppose). He goes.
Giggle
"Cute boy........"
"Yaa he seems cho cheweet!"
*I wonder why girls pout their mouth when talking "cute"*
"I wonder................."
"HaHa....you dirty girl....."
"What? You said he was sweet!"
LOL!
Waiter comes. Girls leave giggling.
Now, we too had finished, so I signaled the waiter to bring in the cheque. Just then a gang of boys arrived and sat at the very same place, the girls were sitting previously. My friend looked at me, I looked at her confused. The waiter comes in.
W: "Yes Sir"
ME: "The che....."
FF: "One Death By Chocolate...and you'll have....."
ME: "!!!!!!!........................*looking at her surprised*..........................brownies....."
FF: *beaming*
Now my super excited friend glues her ears to the conversation.
"@#$%^&*..........What do we eat?"
"I don't know....but I'm Effing hungry!"
"Bloody $%^!*~ why don't you order something then?"
"FU"
"Effing neat place dude"
"&^*%(# look at the &^*%(# prices!"
"Kick that! Just Effing order!"
"When will the @#$%^!@ attendent come?"
"OYE!! Idhar aa be !@()#()"
LOL!
*They order*
"What! they are playing Effing MTV on TV right now! Bloody.........."
"Abe IPL laga de........#@$%!"
Waiter obeys immediately
"Did you guys check out that chic on the escalator, wearing a green dress?"
"Effing maal yaar!"
"Yaa she had a mast figure yaar!"
"Just like that Arushi of our class...."
LOL!
"Don't you talk about her......apna bhai bura man jayega!"
LOL!
"But what ever yaar...she is really an awesome item!"
"Haan apne hero ki choice bawal hai @#$*&()!
LOL!
"Bhai log! On the table adjacent to ours, really hot chic!"
Silence!
*All conversation now, under the breath.*
"Oh yes she is gorgeous yaar"
"Theres a %$@#^@ guy too! Damn!"
*I realised that now WE were their topic of discussion!*
My friend gave a sarcastic smiled and got up, I followed. We paid at the reception counter and left.
As soon as I got out I was ROFLing and my friend was some what embarrassed!
ME: "Hey c'mon at lest they were praising you!"
FF: "Yeah right!"
ME: "C'mon I know you're elated........."
FF: "Okay I liked the attention, but its actually awkward!"
ME: "Hmm..........."
*Pause*
FF: "So what new did you learn today?"
ME: "A lot...............will help me in my next venture" Giggling
FF: "Okay"
ME: "And you?"
FF: "Nothing new, I knew that about guys since like..............'forever'!"

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