<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341</id><updated>2024-12-19T09:00:45.603+05:30</updated><category term="aaarrggghhhh"/><category term="people"/><category term="meanings"/><category term="rant"/><category term="trendition"/><category term="adieu"/><category term="ads"/><category term="banana"/><category term="bonus"/><category term="bookvirus"/><category term="bookworm"/><category term="bowls"/><category term="cakeism"/><category term="dictionary"/><category term="ebook"/><category term="facebook"/><category term="first"/><category term="hate"/><category term="heroes"/><category term="idealism"/><category term="justice"/><category term="love"/><category term="new"/><category term="new year"/><category term="punch"/><category term="rave"/><category term="read"/><category term="restart"/><category term="status updates"/><category term="stupid"/><category term="telepathy"/><category term="train"/><category term="twilight"/><title type='text'>ravings and rantings of a raving and ranting soul</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-8498509185102701712</id><published>2012-07-27T11:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-07-27T11:32:14.911+05:30</updated><title type='text'>&quot;I like to move it, move it!&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
This is an (un)official announcement that I am moving my blog to a different gmail account for various reasons, one of them being convenience and another to have a single social media account. Well, only those two reasons actually. &lt;br /&gt;
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And yes, I will be blogging again and blogging more so if you&#39;re still interested in what I have to say, do pay a visit to my new blog address - http://ravingandrantingsouliloquist.blogspot.in/&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s the same blog with a slightly different name and address. Same old, brand new blog.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hope to see you there!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8498509185102701712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2012/07/i-like-to-move-it-move-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/8498509185102701712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/8498509185102701712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2012/07/i-like-to-move-it-move-it.html' title='&quot;I like to move it, move it!&quot;'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-8908916295112657354</id><published>2011-09-24T16:50:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-24T16:56:05.168+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="aaarrggghhhh"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="people"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rant"/><title type='text'>Pet(ty) Peeves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Foreword: This post was written on a &#39;bad&#39; day but there&#39;s something about that frustrated tone of voice in there that I like. So I have decided to keep it as it is. With minor additions.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok so I am in a foul mood. Just had a long workday. Am really tired. And I feel like lashing out at all the irritating, annoying people that I would otherwise tolerate or ignore. No, I don&#39;t want to punch these people in the face. Just probably stare at them in disbelief, shake my head and ask them to stop. The irritating thing. Maybe raise my voice (a little) while asking them that.&lt;br /&gt;
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Here they are in random order:&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Some twitter users - I am relatively new to an active twitter life. Still looking to make my ground and finding the right people to follow. In the process, I have, and am, following some annoying people. Some of them are serial retweeters - they retweet anything. And everything. You tweet about how you like XYZ something. Ok, cool. And maybe someone replies to you and agrees with you. You know, a generic reply. The world won&#39;t be missing anything if they didn&#39;t know someone replied to you. But. You retweet their reply. Why? I wonder. Why! To show us that someone else agrees with your choice? *cough* desperate *cough*. Please don&#39;t clog my timeline with such retweets.&lt;br /&gt;
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2. Girly girls - I am a girl. You are a girl. I behave normally. Why don&#39;t you? Why do you leave your hair open and preen it a million times a minute? If you can&#39;t handle your loose hair, tie it up! Why are you so irritatingly obsessed with pink? I like pink too. But I am not obsessed. I&amp;nbsp;don&#39;t&amp;nbsp;have pink shoes, a pink phone, pink hairband, pink nail paint, pink pencil, pink eraser, pink lipstick... I just have a pink top I like to wear. But you give me a bad name.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. The workaholics - Wow, you stay late at work usually and are ok with it. Wow, you&amp;nbsp;don&#39;t&amp;nbsp;like or dislike a task because it has to be done no matter what. Wow, you find &#39;more difficult&#39; work a welcome challenge.&amp;nbsp; Please take your&amp;nbsp;bull-excrement&amp;nbsp;and place it with pressure where the sun light does not reach. &lt;br /&gt;
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4. Holier-than-thou - &lt;strike&gt;You&#39;re more religious than me&lt;/strike&gt;. You&#39;re religious.You say your prayers and do your holy duties. You know more about religion than I would bother to find out. Good for you. But don&#39;t think for one second that it gives you the right to preach to me, you religious vampire!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Epilogue: Reading this on a &#39;good&#39; day, I see the funny side.&amp;nbsp;Hope it makes me for someones reading pleasure, apart from mine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;An assortment of pastries - courtesy yourdailychocolate.com&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Tired of your same old 
boring religion? Need a change? Something new and fresh to believe in? 
No need to fear. Just pre-heat your oven and read on.&lt;br /&gt;
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On a 
regular workday in office, I had a revelation. I was thinking about Life
 and the Universe (I didn&#39;t have time to think about Everything). And 
One word just passed through my mind. Cake. And I realised how awesome 
and indispensable cake is. It&#39;s there at weddings and parties. Birthdays
 and some funerals. It&#39;s the symbol of celebration (usually) and now it 
is it&#39;s turn to be celebrated and revered.&lt;br /&gt;
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I introduce to you all
 - Cakeism. The cult that worships Cake. Our slogan: Sabka Maalik Cake. 
(You don&#39;t own Cake, the Cake owns you) and May the Cake be with you.&lt;br /&gt;
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To become a Cakeist, the following apply:&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Worship cake. You have the freedom to make your own ritual. Then eat it.&lt;br /&gt;
2. Questions about the composition and recipe of life, the universe and everything? Ask your Cake maker!&lt;br /&gt;
3.
 22nd Jan will be an International public holiday. Much like a Sabbath. 
You only eat cake and do nothing. (cos that happens to be my birthday, 
y&#39;all!)&lt;br /&gt;
4. Have Cakely meetings. Meet up with fellow Cakeists where 
everyone brings cake. Worship the cake, pay your respects to it and then
 share and eat. Cake is for all.&lt;br /&gt;
5. Don&#39;t take the Cake&#39;s name in vain.&lt;br /&gt;
6. Cake needs no cause or reason. But if you have a cause worth 
protesting for, what can be better than doing so with cake for company? 
Fasting is for old geezers. &lt;br /&gt;
7. Cake by itself can get lonely. Some ice-cream with it won&#39;t hurt! Or Potato chips on the side. &lt;br /&gt;
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Cakeism
 is about enjoying life and sharing the good times with your near and 
dear ones. But what if you&#39;re going through a rough patch instead? Think
 about that rich, fluffy, chocolaty (butterscotchy, pineappley, 
vanillaey or whatever you fancy) cake. You are beginning to feel better 
already, aren&#39;t you? And you know what, we also completely understand if
 you don&#39;t want to share. It&#39;s Cake after all! If you do adopt Cakeism (how can you not?), do share some of your cake rituals. I&#39;d be very interested to know.&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5744656414529599068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2011/09/cakeism-yes-you-read-that-right.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/5744656414529599068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/5744656414529599068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2011/09/cakeism-yes-you-read-that-right.html' title='CAKEISM - yes, you read that right.'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCa97q61mi1WRkKy0maakjHKf2vtfk-QYcPpGr1m_UBKTGVJJp4FZ4m7nhnF9nZZETa97jjTrA-B6d5mcVGlqdHWwcFhyphenhyphenYyaYj5wTewLtj_Lb3QlxYiL1B906szoOdey8ZqJMGOE6mXzI/s72-c/dark_chocolate_cake_recipes-4875.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-3165207066719219171</id><published>2011-05-14T17:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-22T17:49:35.059+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bookvirus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bookworm"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ebook"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="read"/><title type='text'>Bookworm or Bookvirus?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading is my passion. My favourite past-time activity. Reading can be fun, entertaining and educating. Sometimes, all at the same time. I find it surprising that there are people who don&#39;t read. It can be and sometimes is, more fun than watching a movie or tv show. It forces you to use your imagination to re-create the scenes that the author is describing. But I digress. &lt;br /&gt;
What I want to talk about is the much spoken about debate-which is better, Books or Ebooks? There are pros and cons to support each. The main and strongest in favour of Books is that no electronic medium can replace the feel and smell of a book. The pride of owning a first edition. Getting your copy autographed. &lt;br /&gt;
And the pros of Ebooks are plenty too. Biggest and most important one-Saves Paper (Subsequent Con of Books). All environmentalists should be for it. You can carry multiple books on your e-book reader without inconvenience as opposed to carrying multiple books. Another great pro for e-books,rather ebook apps, is access to classics for free including books that you won&#39;t find at the local Library. (Bliss!)&lt;br /&gt;
And yet, bookstores thrive. And people buy books. Including me. It is one of my dreams to have a library in my house. If e-books replace books in the near future, then my library will most likely be a nice cozy room with only a Kindle decorating an otherwise bare floor-to-ceiling shelf (not a pretty sight.)&lt;br /&gt;
So I personally am in a dilemma. Though logically I am for e-books (saving paper, multiple books, searching-referencing within the reader etc), I can&#39;t yet give up on my Library dream. I can&#39;t decide if I should stay a Bookworm or progress to becoming a Bookvirus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3165207066719219171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2011/04/bookworm-or-bookvirus.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/3165207066719219171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/3165207066719219171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2011/04/bookworm-or-bookvirus.html' title='Bookworm or Bookvirus?'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-8301359134394153880</id><published>2011-04-09T14:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-09T14:40:22.363+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="new"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rant"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rave"/><title type='text'>Revamption - Same old brand new Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;A new day, a new year and a new me. Well, sort of. It has been 3 months since my last post and how things have changed. A new job, new office, new friends, new responsibilities, new luxuries, a new look too!&lt;br /&gt;
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I kept thinking about coming back and writing a new post. But I couldn&#39;t find the time nor could I find a topic to write about. At least nothing that would stay true to my Blog title. And I thought to myself, have I really run out of things to rant and rave about? Surely, now that&#39;s impossible!&lt;br /&gt;
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There are sooo many things to rave about - like Android smartphones, Sherlock(BBC miniseries), Potato chips, Fringe (the tv show, not the hairstyle) and the awesomest of all - Battlestar Galactica! And there are sooooo many things to rant about too - working on Saturdays, having to exercise some form of censorship because you don&#39;t know who all will be reading your blog now that you have added a couple of your managers to your facebook friend&#39;s list, not getting time to read inspite of having an e-book reader and thus access to tonnes of classics on your phone, wondering where your social life has gone because you end up spending so much time at work including TWO saturdays in a month!... (*closing eyes, folding hands in to fists, taking a deep breath and saying &#39;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-my-rasheee-who-wants-to-know-and_27.html#more&quot;&gt;repress&lt;/a&gt;&#39;* )&lt;br /&gt;
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So yes, proving that there are still lots of things to rave and rant about. I have taken this first step now. And I will tackle almost all of the above and more topics, as and when applicable, with time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh I almost forgot, a bit too late but nonetheless - Happy New Year! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8301359134394153880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2011/04/revamption-same-old-brand-new-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/8301359134394153880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/8301359134394153880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2011/04/revamption-same-old-brand-new-me.html' title='Revamption - Same old brand new Me'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-4648694183692660086</id><published>2010-12-31T21:27:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:27:33.111+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="adieu"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="new year"/><title type='text'>A Quick Review and a Quick Adieu</title><content type='html'>Last day of 2010 and I want to pay my respect and bid farewell to yet another year. 2010 was on hindsight more of a good year than bad. I met many good people and made new friends. I got an  awesome job (awesome, that is, till now. These things have a way changing colour without notice). I got two awesome phones (one of which I lost :( which led me to getting the 2nd one :) which am using to write this post now! This one worked out quite well.)  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I also achieved some milestones and I also did things that I had not done before. This year was also a year of firsts - my first smartphone, my first Stewie Doll, my first pair of ridiculously expensive jeans, my first extremely short hair cut to name a few. So I say goodbye to 2010 with a fond smile and with lots of fond memories. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; And I welcome 2011 with hopes and expectations. I know it will be a tough year because of some personal reasons. I just wish I can rush through it. It will be difficult. But I have hope. There&#39;s a lot to do and a lot to learn and I hope to come out on top.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; My near year resolution was to make a bucket list but I haven&#39;t gotten around to it yet. So this task postponed for 1st Jan. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Whoever is reading this, I wish you a rocking, fantabulous, prosperous, happy new year!&lt;div style=&#39;clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;&#39;&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4648694183692660086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/12/quick-review-and-quick-adieu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/4648694183692660086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/4648694183692660086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/12/quick-review-and-quick-adieu.html' title='A Quick Review and a Quick Adieu'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-161961833237679942</id><published>2010-11-29T11:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-29T11:30:53.771+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bowls"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="trendition"/><title type='text'>Bowled over</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIg3fhW0PDAMAje3XY6Zi0o50zqQUGotR18XA-dXXTMkeQWOOqB-o-cu4aVlcBh10D5OBsUE-gmLSBFhyphenhyphen_vj4l-ieRo_hH5vTmLnxhjdTNkivOwln19ubtjP0P0Znhzes2W7V1aMNkYaA/&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIg3fhW0PDAMAje3XY6Zi0o50zqQUGotR18XA-dXXTMkeQWOOqB-o-cu4aVlcBh10D5OBsUE-gmLSBFhyphenhyphen_vj4l-ieRo_hH5vTmLnxhjdTNkivOwln19ubtjP0P0Znhzes2W7V1aMNkYaA/s400/Pretty%20set%20of%20Bowls.jpg&#39; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;A new post after months. Work can keep you really busy. Not a good thing. But all this time of not blogging gave me a lot of time to think. About serious issues and not so serious issues. Serious issues like working on weekends (its a big deal for me) and not so serious issues like what do I wear to work tom at my new office? (No wait, that one is serious too!) So one of the serious cum non-serious things I&#39;ve been thinking about lately is bowls.      &lt;br/&gt;   &lt;br/&gt; Yes, Bowls. They are such beautiful handy works of craft and yet so under-recognised and under-appreciated. The use of bowls in our society is limited to consuming soup, breakfast, or fast food like pop corn, chips or dips. Except for our wise Easterners, who use bowls for regular meals. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Similarly, I want to advocate the use of bowls for regular meals. And here are my reasons for that: &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; 1. Non-messy &lt;br/&gt; 2. Comfortable  &lt;br/&gt; 3. Privacy (just a teeny bit) &lt;br/&gt; 4. High on Coolness quotient &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Eating in a bowl is the least messy way to eat. Let&#39;s take my example. I have Indian food everyday, what with me being Indian and all. So I usually have curry and rice/chapati, sabzi (vegetable) and rice/chapati, pulao etc. Eating these in a relatively flat plate or dish is difficult/impossible with a spoon and fork. Forget the chapati, eating rice is quite the task. Especially when you are down to the last few morsels. No amount of finesse with the fork and spoon will allow you to elegantly clean the rice off your plate. There will always be the elusive grains of rice that refuse to cradle in the curve of your spoon.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Now imagine eating in a bowl - you don have to worry about food falling off; scooping up the last few morsels is a breeze; offers a tad bit of privacy when eating (ppl at a slight distance can only guess wot u&#39;re eating); since everyone else eats in a plate, you become cool by being the one who doesn&#39;t. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I have started eating in a bowl already and am on the path of converting my close friends and family to adopt this awesome trendition. (Yes, I just coined the word. Trendition (n) - a new long-term practice as opposed to an old tradition.) &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Picture courtesy - ©CosyHomeBlog. &lt;br/&gt; (You can buy those pretty bowls from www.CosyHomeBlog.com)&lt;div style=&#39;clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;&#39;&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/161961833237679942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/11/bowled-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/161961833237679942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/161961833237679942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/11/bowled-over.html' title='Bowled over'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIg3fhW0PDAMAje3XY6Zi0o50zqQUGotR18XA-dXXTMkeQWOOqB-o-cu4aVlcBh10D5OBsUE-gmLSBFhyphenhyphen_vj4l-ieRo_hH5vTmLnxhjdTNkivOwln19ubtjP0P0Znhzes2W7V1aMNkYaA/s72-c/Pretty%20set%20of%20Bowls.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-8349393124081109455</id><published>2010-09-05T20:08:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-16T20:58:08.690+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Always by the book</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;I am an avid, ardent and voracious reader. Reading is not just something I do to pass my time. I Make time to be able to read. I wouldn’t want to call myself a ‘bibliophile&#39;. It sounds very negative to me. Guess I can be called a book vampire - bampire? - because I am attracted by the sight, sound and smell of books. I am almost hypnotically drawn towards a pile of books when I come across one – books sold on the side-walk, at the station, in the train. I just have to go look and maybe even buy. It is with difficulty that I stop myself from doing that when am on way to work or when am heading back home tired.&lt;br /&gt;
It is my dream to, one day, have a room, full of books. My own personal library. One entire wall (at least) covered with wooden shelves and filled with all my books. A cosy special room, to read and maybe have book club meetings! (I just love the idea of having such meetings but we don’t have much of those around here. Pity.) I don’t want to have just classics. I am in to popular fiction. No non-fiction for me unless it’s science related – like Phantoms in the Brain and Survival of the Sickest. And I’m not fond of biographies either. I don’t want to know what happened to XYZ person, how they lived their life, who they dated, their controversies etc. I am not interested. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img alt=&quot;home library&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;325&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-xsMxRlXdEWlWJuLR7XN2jhW6nNTZc9MZsDT2t7K1rR45g2wNvRi25Y55JZ3hnlA_AWRuk_2q0piZIDsfL4-PHWT9NfX1DSm4hOWC9MgcQ63cyRDGFtYMBq3wTXnA61Kn2L8r_Wg_x7k/?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot; title=&quot;home library&quot; width=&quot;438&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;A home library like this would do just fine! Image courtesy - &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://booknd.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Home Library - Ideas for Design, Bookcases, Shelves and Desks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There was a time, back in 2000 when I was just out of school and had joined a nice circulating library near my place, when I was surrounded by tonnes of books and I had to pick and choose which one to read first. Most of the books I read were because I came across them and found the synopsis interesting, not because I read book reviews. I did not even have, or know how to use, the internet then. I did not even have a cell phone. Well, I miss those simple days sometimes. I digress, we’ll make that another post. Back to the topic of reading, I found gems of books that literally changed my life - changed me as a person, my outlook, my sense of humour. The one book that had the most impact was The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy (H2G2, for those who didn’t know). I would see the dvd or rather vcd of the movie in the glass cabinet at the library and since I’m a sci-fi fan, it piqued my interest. Obviously I couldn’t go look it up. There was no wikipedia then, I think.&lt;br /&gt;
But one day as I was scouring for books in the library, I found a book by the same name. I was intrigued and I opened the book and read the preface. And I was delighted! It was such awesome brilliant humour. I had never read anything like it before yet I immediately took a liking to it. It just struck a chord with me. I borrowed it immediately and finished it in no time. (During the vacations following school, I would finish one Sidney Sheldon novel-sized book in a day. So I would visit the library almost every other day.) But the library did not stock the rest of the trilogy of 5 which was disappointing. And I remember getting Catch-22 once. Quite an interesting book that too. There were parts of the book, some of the humour that I didn’t get. I wasn’t mature enough I guess. But that is one book that I have Laughed Out Loud while reading. Like really loud. Like someone just cracked a hilarious joke. I don’t remember experiencing that ever before or since. Books don’t normally do that. They make you smile, a lot. (I have felt pleasure pangs in my brain. Really.) They may be bring out a chuckle or two. But not whole-hearted laughter. &lt;br /&gt;
I can describe what a good book does to me – when am reading a good, interesting book, I can sort of imagine my head munching on the words and the tidbits of information it provides, sucking in the knowledge, lessons, story, humour. It is very difficult to find books that are as interesting as say the phenomenally awesome sci-fi humour set of the Hitchhikers; the addictive fantasy of the Harry Potter series, LOTR or the Twilight Saga; or the scientific knowledge and radical thinking imparted by Survival of the Sickest. I am currently reading The Selfish Gene by Richard Dawkins and it’s very very interesting. It is an e-book that I own and reading it on the laptop is not as much fun and engaging as I’d like (No I don’t own a Kindle. Yet.). I am always on the look out for new, more interesting books to read and I am hoping for such books (and a Kindle, maybe) to come my way soon. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8349393124081109455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/09/always-by-book.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/8349393124081109455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/8349393124081109455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/09/always-by-book.html' title='Always by the book'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-xsMxRlXdEWlWJuLR7XN2jhW6nNTZc9MZsDT2t7K1rR45g2wNvRi25Y55JZ3hnlA_AWRuk_2q0piZIDsfL4-PHWT9NfX1DSm4hOWC9MgcQ63cyRDGFtYMBq3wTXnA61Kn2L8r_Wg_x7k/s72-c?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-6793090644664495528</id><published>2010-08-30T16:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-30T16:38:34.526+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rain, Love, Wait and Verse</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A sultry evening in the month of August. It’s dark and it’s Raining. A Love is waiting to meet her Lover. It’s taking long but Love is patient. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As Love waits, Love’s stomach Rumbles. It’s hungry and would like to eat, some croissants maybe. Love looks around, scans the area for stomach’s request. There are chips and snacks available. But stomach doesn’t want them so Love keeps looking. Love is not self-seeking. (in a way)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As the wait lengthens, Love notices something creeping-crawling on the ground. It’s a Roach! It’s limping its way, dazed in the rain, to another corner. Love is freaked at the sight of the Roach but lets it be. Love is Kind.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And as Love continues to wait under the shelter of a shop’s canopy, Love spots a Rat. A mighty big one. And Love lets this one go as well. Love always protects. (itself, in this case)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lover is busy with work and though is trying to get out as early as possible, Lover can’t. But Love patiently waits, not complaining. Love always trusts and is not easily angered.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Love then has company in the form of some Roamers who take shelter under the canopy. There isn’t much space to accommodate all and Love feels a little uncomfortable. But Love perseveres in the wait for Lover. Love does not ask them to go away to ease the discomfort. Love is not rude.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And finally, Love rejoices as Lover arrives and the all waiting was now worthwhile. This was not the first time Love has waited for Lover but Love keeps no record of wrongs. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;P.S. – This is based on a true story, made interesting (I hope) by me. Cherry, this one’s for you and boy.&lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6793090644664495528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/08/rain-love-wait-and-verse.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/6793090644664495528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/6793090644664495528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/08/rain-love-wait-and-verse.html' title='Rain, Love, Wait and Verse'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-6796952524546263598</id><published>2010-08-26T14:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-26T14:43:10.866+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LOTR -  IMHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The Lord of the Rings trilogy is one of the best epic movies of our time. It’s so grand and it just takes you in with the aura of the story, the characters, the cinematography, the special effects, the war scenes etc. It’s a visual treat. The book was a great read too. I read the book back when I had freshly joined college and I would carry it around with me everywhere to my aunt’s place and my granny’s place. (What I carried was huge. It was the complete trilogy with maps and additional fictional historical data about Hobbits and Men etc. My cousin very aptly called it “Lord of the Books”.) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Peter Jackson has the book come alive on the big screen like J.R.R Tolkien may have never imagined (and even I for that matter). I can also see quite a few similarities between Lord of the Rings and the Harry Potter series – the orphan raised by a relative, is ‘chosen’ in a way, is courageous to the point of being foolhardy, has loyal friends who are there for him, has a caring and guiding ,old and powerful wizard. It sure is inspiring. I don’t remember if I watched the Fellowship at the theatre but I do remember that we had an LOTR marathon running at one of the multiplexes; twice in 2 years. They would show all the 3 movies in one day or on 3 different days. And I so wanted to attend that! To see the magnificence and glory of all the LOTR movies on the big screen as I already missed them when they were individually released. But I was unfortunate enough to not be able to attend for some reason or another on both occasions. I still regret that. It’s not the same watching it on your laptop’s widescreen. (no offence, lappy)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But, there are things about the book/movie, that I find not so great too. I’ll list down a couple:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. Frodo – Yes Frodo, our diminutive, cute protagonist; keeps insisting throughout that “This is my Task”, “I have to do this alone”, “ I can do this on my own. I have to “ etc etc. And right after that, Gollum tells him Not to go in X direction and that’s exactly where he goes. He gets saved just in the nick of time. Another instance that I can remember – Faramir takes Frodo and Sam to Osgiliath and then they are attacked by Orcs. Faramir tells Frodo to stay in hiding and not come out. What does Frodo do? Walk right out and straight towards the Ringwraith and also almost puts on the ring in a trance. Who saves him? Sam Gamgee(at the cost of almost getting killed by Frodo!). The real Hero of the story is actually Sam Gamgee, sticking with idiotic Frodo right till the end. If it weren’t for him, the goddamn ring would never have been destroyed and the book/movie wouldn’t get over. (One of my close friends just fast forwards All of Frodo’s dialogues. I think I will try that too next time.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. Sauron and Saruman – I always get confused between the two. When Tolkien wrote the book, he could have chosen two distinct names for the two distinct characters. But no. He chose these specific similar sounding names which does not help lay-people like me. Half the time, I’m trying to figure out who Gandalf is talking about – Sauron or Saruman – and the movie progresses and then I’m lost and have to rewind. So the extended 4 and a half hour version becomes at least 5 and a half hour long. (Saruman sounds like a Pokemon character)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. Gandalf and Saruman (Saruman? yes, I’m right!) – Gandalf the Grey becomes Gandalf the White. And now Saruman and Gandalf look exactly alike with the long flowing white robe and long white hair and beard and the white staff, that I again don’t know who is who. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. Treebeard – Or as my aforementioned friend very eloquently put it, Tree Bored. I would have fallen asleep sooner if I were in Pippin and Merry’s situation. First he took forever to get from one side of the forest to the other for the Ent meet. Then they take more than half the day to say Good-morning. But. All the Ents reached Saruman’s place pretty goddamn quickly to give tit for tat! &lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6796952524546263598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/08/lotr-imho.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/6796952524546263598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/6796952524546263598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/08/lotr-imho.html' title='LOTR -  IMHO'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-4761950928184863385</id><published>2010-08-20T22:27:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-20T22:27:45.329+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="facebook"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="meanings"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="people"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="status updates"/><title type='text'>“What’s on your mind?”</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;In this day and age of Facebook, keeping in touch and speaking your mind has taken a whole new look. Now acquaintances are on your ‘friends’ list and people declare to everyone everything from getting a promotion and attending a fun party to pain in the ass bosses and vomit and constipation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am hooked on to Facebook too but I’m not a serial status updater unlike some others that I have noticed. Which is cool. That’s just a reflection of their vibrant and outgoing personality. I have also observed different ‘types’ of status messages. And I have wondered about such statuses. What those mean and what the user is trying to convey coz I don’t seem to get it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here are the few types of status updates I have observed and wonder about upon observation:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. The ALL CAPS status message – Don’t people know that typing in all caps conveys that you’re shouting or screaming? It’s the basic etiquette taught in computer classes and email writing. And it is not restricted to email. It applies EVERYWHERE. That was to make a point. Unless, the people who use all caps are really passionate about what they’re saying and are trying to make a point themselves – “I JUST WOKE UP AT 12:00 PM AFTER A NIGHT OF PARTYING! WOO HOO!” or “ON MY WAY TO WORK ON BORRRRRING MONDAY :( :( :(” ( I will get to the multiple emoticons)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. Multiple emoticons :) :)&amp;#160; :( :(&amp;#160; – We know you’re happy or you’re sad or angry or whatever but are the multiple emoticons really necessary? It they are, what do they mean? Do 2 smileys mean that you’re twice as happy as you would normally be? I can only guess.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. UnEvEn cAsEd StAtUsEs – I find these damaging to my retina. What purpose does this serve? If you’re going to make your status difficult to read, people will not read it. They won’t bother. They need their vision to read other people’s statuses too. God, I can’t look at what I’ve written for more than 2 seconds!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. Song lyrics as status messages – What does the song mean? Is it a reflection of their state of mind? Is it a reminiscence? Or is it just their favourite song?&amp;#160; And why do people ‘like’ such a status message? I have even seen comments -- “wow, dats my fav sng!! \m/” -- Do they even know why that was put up?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5. Putting (famous) quotes but not crediting the quoter – If they know the quote, they mostly also know who said/wrote it. It will only be decent if they write the name of the person whose quote it is. Are they trying to impress their ignorant friends that they can come up with such witty one-liners?&amp;#160; Or do they Genuinely not know who the quoter is? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6. Uploading random pics and tagging all your friends – This is a slight digression from the topic but since it gets posted in our news feed, I thought I’d mention it. The tagged person is not in the picture. It’s either some animal in a supposedly funny situation with funny captions or just some picture with cartoon characters. Why is the person tagged? Does their friend think they’re an animal, specifically the one in the pic? Or do they find the person funny? Or they consider them inanimate? I don’t know.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;7. Status messages that inform about the user’s ill-health – I would really like to know why someone who is unwell in varying degrees of fever, cold, cough, constipation etc would get the time and energy to update it on facebook? Shouldn’t they be resting and recovering? I’d prefer they do that than also ruin their eyesight (and other people’s appetites) by declaring such things on facebook.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;8. Status messages that don’t address any one person but are meant for only one person – I’ve seen people put up cryptic (to me) messages that are meant for someone in particular but the person is not addressed. These messages can be nice and can be rude too. Why would someone do that? If you have something to tell someone, Only tell Them . Why subject ignorant 3rd party readers to weird, out-bursty statuses? Such status updates seem equivalent to a person with questionable sanity saying things at random to a person visible only to them. Or so says my imaginary friend. (I mentioned you, see. You happy now?)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;9. Updating one’s status and ‘liking’ it too – This one just baffles me. One would put up a status because they want to share it with others. Which would make it obvious that it is something of their preference, something they like, something that makes them happy, something they want everyone to know etc (with regards to good, happy status updates). So why would you go and ‘like’ it? You like it which is why you’ve put it up. You don’t have to ‘like’ it again. We know! But do they know that the ‘Like’ button is only meant for Others to show if they like what is being shared? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;10. Yeah, that’s it. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This post is not meant to be offensive to anyone. I realised after reading it that it may appear that way but it is not my intention to hurt anyone’s feelings. I’m genuinely curious and I have to live up to my blog’s title and theme too. PeAcE \/ :) ;) &lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4761950928184863385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/08/whats-on-your-mind.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/4761950928184863385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/4761950928184863385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/08/whats-on-your-mind.html' title='“What’s on your mind?”'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-3344149596093003251</id><published>2010-07-31T22:15:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-01T12:53:58.103+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="people"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="punch"/><title type='text'>People who should be Punched in the Face</title><content type='html'>The following is the list of People who should be Punched in the Face. This list is made from personal experiences - my friends&#39;, colleagues&#39; and mine.&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Glen - Because he keeps talking about KFC Krushers but never gets us one. And because he says &#39;3 hairs&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;
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2. Women who move their arms like orchestra conductors in crowded trains - elbowing people&#39;s eyes out.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. People at work who don&#39;t do any work and keep claiming that they have a lot of work but no work is ever done by them and in the rare scenario that it is done, it is done so late that the point of doing that work is lost.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. Salon people who charge you 3 figure fees for 15 and 30 min services and then tell you that these are not effective and that you should have gone for the 4 figure 90 min service.&lt;br /&gt;
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5. People who steal your brand new cellphone in the train!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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6. Rickshaw drivers who do not want to go to the destination that you have to reach urgently even if that means they circle the same road looking for other passengers.&lt;br /&gt;
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7. Bus conductors who&#39;d rather have you get off the bus than give you change for Rs.100.&lt;br /&gt;
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8. People who are, quote - &quot;kalank on mards&quot;. This quote was made by Glen, no.1 in the list. (Peace, Glen!)&lt;br /&gt;
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9. People who talk too much. The so called Wind-bags.&lt;br /&gt;
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10. People who spit like an irrigation sprinkler while talking too much. Water Kingdom wind-bags.&lt;br /&gt;
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11. Guys who go sit next to Ronald Mcdonald to &#39;chit-chat&#39; with each other right when you want to go take a picture with Ronald.&lt;br /&gt;
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12. People who ruin other people’s Happy Buddays. That’s just mean, man. (have received suggestion that shovel be used instead of a punch in such cases.) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Addendum - 31 July 10:15 pm - 13.&amp;nbsp;People who comment about punching the commendable composer of this punchy post.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Please feel free to comment about who You want to Punch in the Face and Why.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3344149596093003251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/07/people-who-should-be-punched-in-face.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/3344149596093003251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/3344149596093003251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/07/people-who-should-be-punched-in-face.html' title='People who should be Punched in the Face'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-8460206104138911102</id><published>2010-07-24T22:11:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-28T17:17:02.103+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bonus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dictionary"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="meanings"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="telepathy"/><title type='text'>This is what you mean to me…</title><content type='html'>A big hello and welcome back to my handful of readers. (I’m writing after forever thanks to a frustrating Computer/Internet problem.)&lt;br /&gt;
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I have always wondered if things mean what we think they mean. I, for one, have different ideas with regards to certain words. And I feel that some words Should have a different meaning – one that would be more appropriate to the idea the word conveys.&lt;br /&gt;
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So here is my list of could-be’s and should-be’s:&lt;br /&gt;
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Key to Affy’s Dictionary:&lt;br /&gt;
e.g 1. Word (original term)&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; WAT ( What Affy Thinks it does/should mean) &lt;br /&gt;
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1. Abnormal (adj)&lt;br /&gt;
WAT– a person with a normal sized stomach (i.e. no pot belly ) &lt;br /&gt;
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2. Blog (noun)&lt;br /&gt;
WAT– Bakwass karne wale LOG (need I say more? I don’t but I would still like to add&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; something more to this definition that I would like you all to know which may not be important but I feel its my duty to share it with you anyway...blah blah…)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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3. Bonus (noun)&lt;br /&gt;
WAT – mispronunciation of Bones = leftovers = nothing. &lt;br /&gt;
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4. Fortress (noun)&lt;br /&gt;
WAT – fort rest – a place to rest before you go out (for war etc)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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5. Strait (noun)&lt;br /&gt;
WAT - the gay spelling of straight &lt;br /&gt;
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6. Telepathy (noun)&lt;br /&gt;
WAT – the ability to identify pathetic people from a distance (wish it was real) &lt;br /&gt;
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7. UFO (abbr)&lt;br /&gt;
WAT– Under Financial Obligation (thus I make up alien stories to get attention and maybe money too..anything that works) &lt;br /&gt;
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8. Universe (noun/adj)&lt;br /&gt;
WAT - UniWorse – the single most worst thing ever &lt;br /&gt;
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9. Vampire (adj)&lt;br /&gt;
WAT – Villainous Umpire (ref. Steve Bucknor vs Sachin Tendulkar) &lt;br /&gt;
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10. Vuvuzela (noun/adj)&lt;br /&gt;
WAT – annoying piece of shit &lt;br /&gt;
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11. Windbag (adj)&lt;br /&gt;
WAT – a person who farts too much (either from the mouth or the ass :P)&lt;br /&gt;
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Let me know if you agree with any of these or if you have any of your own!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8460206104138911102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-is-what-you-mean-to-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/8460206104138911102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/8460206104138911102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-is-what-you-mean-to-me.html' title='This is what you mean to me…'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-3285997981533376517</id><published>2010-03-19T12:47:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-19T12:47:03.038+05:30</updated><title type='text'>‘Don’t Panic’!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just concluded reading “And another thing..” the 6th installment in the mind-ticklingly awesome Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy series. Those who haven’t read it or worse have not even heard of it or worst,have heard about it and not read it(!) should die of or be killed by Shame. (Though Shame was last seen visiting the Thackeray household and might I add had a rollicking good time, what being so much in vogue there.) If it were possible, I would set the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Trall on all their trails right now. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And all you froody people who have read the first five parts of this awesome trilogy, lets share a Jynnan Tonnyx in fond remembrance of the super-genius that was Douglas Adams. ‘Clink. Gulp. Burp. Ah!’ And welcome in to our midst, Eoin Colfer (“pronounced ‘Owen’ by the way”) who has taken the baton of continuing the tradition of mind-tickling, out-of-this-world humour on the 30th anniversary of the Hitchhiker’s Guide. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A lot of you may not know Eoin Colfer, but he is famous as the author of the Artemis Fowl series which is meant for younger audience. (Doesn’t mean adults can’t read it. I Love the Artemis Fowl series!) In terms of the witty writing style, inventive storyline and that snazzy sense of humour, Colfer comes closest to Douglas Adams than anyone else. I was very pleasantly surprised when I read that Colfer has been chosen to write the 6th Hitchhikers book. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Though I am familiar with Colfer’s writing style, I did not want to have high hopes about the 6th book. I mean, we are talking about Douglas Adams here and continuing his legacy. For me, Hitchhikers is the bestest book ever written on the planet and nothing Ever can come close to it. So I approached “And another thing..” with an open mind and a nonetheless excited heart. I knew it would be good. That much was a given. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But what I did not know is how “fecking” awesome it will be! Was it Good? Yessir. Was it better than my expectations? You said it! Was it super-fantastically awesomated? Badabingo! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Colfer resurrects the lovable characters of Arthur Dent, Ford Prefect, Zaphod Beeblebrox, Trillian and the not lovable at all Vogons in this new journey through hyperspace and multiple dimensions that hits your brain like a glassful of that mind-smashing Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster . It is funny (Duh!), smart, pacy, inventive, endearing, confusing, enlightening and ..and … Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I approached this book as one would approach a lake in the middle of winter for a dip. First you put one foot in to get a feel. “Coldie cold!” Then you put in the foot again and swirl it around. “Nice. Getting accustomed. Liking it”&amp;#160; and then you close your eyes and jump right in. The jarring cold awakening your senses and refreshing them at the same time. I was pleasantly shocked. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The book is way better than what I expected it to be. I was willing to settle for good and good enough. But Eoin Colfer just shattered my expectations like a bolt of lightning from Thor. When you just start reading it, the inevitable comparisons keep popping up - ‘Will he be able to do justice to the huge responsibility and honour bestowed up on him?’;‘How would Douglas Adams have written it?’; ‘He doesn’t sound that funny yet.’ But as you turn the pages and get involved in the book, you forget all the anxieties and the comparisons as Colfer takes you on the improbable, hyperspace, dark matter journey of a lifetime. This book may not be better than Douglas Adams’ trilogy of 5 but it sure as hell is As Good As Them! Which is saying a lot! The lines of distinction blur between the two as you continue reading. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So don’t panic in excitement and go out there and get a copy of “And another thing..” before you read another word of this post. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Glossary of a few terms&amp;#160; (i.e. Dummies guide to the Hitchhiker’s Guide from the Hitchhiker’s Guide):&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Frood – really amazingly together guy &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster - the best drink in existence &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Trall - daft as a bush, but a very ravenous beast&lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3285997981533376517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-panic.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/3285997981533376517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/3285997981533376517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-panic.html' title='‘Don’t Panic’!'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-1117194142038908489</id><published>2010-02-15T15:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:21:41.236+05:30</updated><title type='text'>True(ly) Blood(curdling)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I am fascinated by the concept of vampires.(Especially the romanticised version spun for us by Stephenie Meyer. She is a genius!) And thus I do look out for and watch any other vampire tv show or movie or book that comes along. I thus came across this, at the time, new HBO show called ‘True Blood’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;It’s about a time wherein vampires have, the popular terminology being, ‘come out of the coffins’ and want to co-exist with humans ‘officially’ (as they have always been there in the shadows) and have rights if not equal rights. They have been able to do so because some Japanese company now manufactures a synthetic drink called ‘Tru Blood’ which is just exactly like blood. Thus, the vampires don’t have to kill humans anymore to satisfy their thirst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Wow, I thought. Interesting concept. Lets watch the show. It’s an HBO show after all. Created by Alan Ball, of Six Feet Under fame. Ok. Play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Pause. The pilot opens with an unnecessary scene of two extras, as I later found out, in a car where the girl wants to give the guy a hand job cause she is ‘bored’. Ok. Play. They thus almost crash, but don’t. They go in to a store and are scared by a scary-looking owner who pretends to be a vampire. Turns out the joke’s on him, when another customer, who actually is a vampire, does not like his representation of vampires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name=&#39;more&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;So far, so ok. Cut to the protagonist now. Anna Paquin (with blonde hair! Eww!) is Sookie Stackhouse, who works at some bar as a waitress.(The whole of the first and second episode I couldn’t figure out her name. With the southern accents in the show coupled with such a weird name, I thought her name was ‘Sucky’. But then She is not a vampire and that&#39;s a weird name to have for a vamp or a human so I decided I heard it wrong.) She has a ‘gift’. She can read people’s thoughts when she is close to them or something. And half the time it’s always something about how hot she is, how they want to sleep with her and what they want to do to her etc (her boss included, who is in ‘Lowe’ with her). And she doesn’t like it of course. There is no explanation as to why she is able to do it. At least none that am aware of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Then a Vampire walks in to the bar and Sucky sorry Sookie is immediately attracted towards him. 10 minutes later she even saves him from some greedy humans who want to capture the vampire and sell his blood. (In the show, vamp blood has aphrodisiacal and what-not properties). *Applaud* The vampire’s name is Bill Compton and he tells her some vampire secrets that should never be known to humans! (Haww! Maybe he felt he owed her for the rescuing.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Spookie sorry Sookie also has a brother who is hornier than a ten-headed rhinoceros. Thus he forms the Standing stone of the foundation of all the sex scenes on which this show is Laid. (Which are LOTS and yes, the puns are intended.) And Sookie also has an irritating bitch of a best friend - ta ra ra ta ta ‘TARA’. (like you know, the hindi tv show?) She is loud, she is ugly, she is rude, she is mannerless (that’s like rude only na?) and she is a royal pain in the ass for the public in general for no rhyme or reason. The most irritating character on the show. Period.(or no period.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;By the time the episode ended, I realised what losing 50 mins of your life that will never come back, feels like… Ok no, am exaggerating. But this pilot was so crappy, I could not for the life of me understand why this show is such a hit! The story and the characters I just told you about. The dialogues and the script are extremely lame. – Bill –“who Are you?” after being ‘saved’ by Sookie, who is, contrary to public reaction, not scared of him. There is unnecessarily too much sex on the show. And it’s gross. Nothing ‘tasteful’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I even watched the second episode to give the show another chance, but in fact that made it worse – I also can not be ‘Glamoured’ (that’s’ vamp speak for ‘hypnotise’ on the show). And I decided not to torture myself further. And take my advice, neither should you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1117194142038908489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/02/truely-bloodcurdling.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/1117194142038908489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/1117194142038908489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/02/truely-bloodcurdling.html' title='True(ly) Blood(curdling)'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-7197811340846097702</id><published>2010-02-12T12:31:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-14T18:27:28.999+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ads"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hate"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stupid"/><title type='text'>Give me a (commercial) break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;link href=&quot;file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cakhan%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml&quot; rel=&quot;File-List&quot;&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;
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&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;Watching Television these days is like watching an advertisement marathon. It feels like we are actually watching ads and are occasionally interrupted by a movie or tv show in between. Half the time I do not even remember which programme it is I am watching coz there are so many ads in the interim. How much can I tax my poor short term memory? And to add to that, about 90% of those are absolute rubbish. I thought I’ll just compile a small list of my current least favourite and most awesome ads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;We’ll start with the rubbish ones:-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;1. Fair and Lovely – It is not one singular ad that I dislike. It’s all of them! From the make-up man’s dark daughter becoming a star after using the cream, the can’t get married cos she is dark till she uses the cream to the dark girl who uses ayurvedic fair and lovely to become fair and becomes the face of a ‘modern’ cosmetics company. These ads are just reinforcing the mentality that is so stagnantly prevalent&amp;nbsp;- that girls with fair complexion are more beautiful and more successful than dark-skinned girls.Ugh! And they are super-irritating as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name=&#39;more&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;3. Some freaky pickle ad – Ya, the name is Nilon pickle and this guy in the ad has a reeeeaaallly long index finger. I’m sorry but if that’s not perverted, I don’t know what is. First of all that’s impossible. Secondly, he has apparently got that long finger cos he keeps digging and licking pickle out of the pickle bottle! You see what I mean! What were the creators even thinking!? It’s unnerving and gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;4. Mankind – It’s not only that the ads are rubbish, but also the very names of the products! They have an emergency contraceptive pill called ‘Unwanted 72’. Yes nobody wants an unwanted pregnancy but why make it so literal? &amp;nbsp;And then the condom – Manforce!! (Manforce? Really??) A really stupid r-rated ad with ‘Pehli nazar mein’ playing in the background throughout. Cheesy as hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;5. MDH masalas – The thing that I find funny and a little creepy is the old man featuring himself in all the ads and trying to portray himself as Cool and Young! LOL. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;Ok Now, the favourites:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;1. Five Star fruit and nut – This is the first one that comes to mind, the current one that they are showing with the five star bar in the classroom with a teacher. The ad is alright with all the students being just one student cos five star contains everything, but the clincher for me&amp;nbsp;is the 2 second scene of the teacher enjoying the chocolate and then its cuts to the teacher slapping the ‘naughty student’! I think it was very smart and I found it hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;2. The Save the Tiger ad – The one with the little story of the 2 month old cub. It was very touching and seeing that makes me wonder how can people be so ruthless. My eyes stung by the end of it. It was very well made and brings abut the message in all its starkness and horror. Good ad for a great initiative. Visit here to join the initiative - www.saveourtigers.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;3. Bournville – Hay this should have been number one. Anyhow, it’s a dam cute ad with the butler- who-never-learns finally losing it. I loved the first ad also with the Black flying creature attacking the anchor who casually eats the chocolate – “British mumbo-jumbo”. I like the whole concept of ‘earning’ a Bournville. And I for one feel that all the hype is deserved because Bournville is such a treat. You seriously have to earn it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;4. Tata Sky- The ads featuring Aamir Khan and family are very well-made. He does an awesome job even in the ads and I just love the way they are very cleverly and humorously promoting the advantages of owning Tata Sky plus. Almost makes me want to buy one :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;5. Mentos lemon – This is an old one but I thought I’ll still mention it. This is the ad where a grandfather hides behind the door to try and scare his grandchild. The kid comes near the door and the grandfather says “Bhow ! Bhow beta Bhow!” and the kid just laughs at him and goes away. I found it really really hilarious the first time I saw it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.2pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot; style=&quot;color: #353634; font-family: &#39;Lucida Sans Unicode&#39;; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;This was my list. You can share some of your own. :) &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-IN&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7197811340846097702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/02/give-me-commercial-break.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/7197811340846097702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/7197811340846097702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/02/give-me-commercial-break.html' title='Give me a (commercial) break!'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-687454008210982585</id><published>2010-01-27T18:18:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-27T22:33:11.602+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="banana"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="idealism"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="justice"/><title type='text'>“If this is justice, I am a banana”</title><content type='html'>&lt;link href=&quot;file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cakhan%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml&quot; rel=&quot;File-List&quot;&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;I am an idealist. I believe that good should be rewarded and bad should be punished. Hard-working employees should get promotions and good-for-nothing average performing ass-kissers should get demoted or worse kicked out. People who stand up for what’s right should be lauded and the perpetrators should be given their due.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;But, we do not live in an ideal world. Things do not happen as we want them to, they do not even happen as they ‘ought’ to. The ideal world is ‘how the world ought to be’.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;But it isn’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;Day after day, we see injustices take place, walk around, sleep on their desks, shout at us - in the family, in the workplace, in the train (yes! Even in the trains....ok maybe not), on the streets, in the courts, on campuses, around the world. Criminals going scot-free on technicalities or lack of witnesses, lazy government employees getting bonuses, corrupt and criminal individuals getting in to politics – not to run the country but to stuff their pockets. One look at the newspaper in the morning and whatever little hope or optimism you woke up with, dissipates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name=&#39;more&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;And then you think, will there ever be justice? Will something ever be fair? Will this lazy lump of corruption ever be gone? And somehow, when you least expect it, when you have resigned to the unjust state of affairs, comes the light of justice you were waiting for, one you thought you will never see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;At first, it is hard to believe, ‘It can’t be true!’ How did something so evil and contagious and lingering, just go away?! ..Yes, it’s only a small little miracle in the large scheme of things. But it’s a miracle nonetheless. And it’s little miracles like these that are the fuel for the almost never-ending hope and faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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carpeted living room. A sturdy coffee table in the centre. A board game on the
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;It was the time of the evening when it’s dark enough for the stars to be visible and yet bright enough to not have to grope your way around the house without the lights on. Twilight.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


























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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;I am a fan of The Twilight Saga and am equally crazy about the movies. Now, that is. &amp;nbsp;At first, when I heard about this new rage ‘Twilight’, I was sceptical like most people. I had read a few things here and there about the book but did not give it a second thought.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


























&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Then, I got the opportunity of watching the movie ‘Twilight’. My boyfriend had the movie on his computer (no he didn’t download it. He never ever would) and so he passed it on to me in case I wanted to watch it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt; (which he regrets to this day – quote unquote “Shift+Delete would have been a smarter decision.”).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt; I was neither for nor against it, so I thought I’ll give it a shot. See what the movie is like.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


























&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;And That is how it all started. I Loved the movie! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


























&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;1.&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;The non-conventional take on Vampires (Vegetarian Vampires who only drink animal blood and Don’t turn in to creepy bats)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


























&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;2.&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;A love story so enthralling with its innocence and chastity. (till book 3, FYI)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


























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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;4.&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Edward Cullen = Robert Pattinson (Sigh! Sigh!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


























&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;5.&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Robert Pattinson = Edward Cullen (Sigh! Sigh! Sigh!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


























&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoListParagraphCxSpLast&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;6.&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;“What if I’m not a superhero? What if I’m the bad guy? “ – Edward Cullen&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;a name=&#39;more&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


























&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;And I thought to myself, if the movie is so good, imagine how awesome the book must be?! I went out and purchased a copy of the book. My expectations were not left unmet. The book did turn out to be better than the movie with more attention to detail and some additional plots that the movie very elegantly left out without hampering the ‘Twilight’ experience.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


























&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;I was, undoubtedly, hooked. I shared my reading material with my friends at work and found another Twilighter in the making. We both were reading the same twilight books and then decided to sort of read together and discuss. This made the experience even more fun! We oohed and aaahed at the vampires and the werewolves. (For the record, I am for Team Edward and my aforementioned friend is for Team Jacob – Twilight Speak) We were saddened and upset by Bella’s misfortunes. (Um..we actually don’t really care about her so much...not!) We loved her loves and felt her pain and rejoiced at her elation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


























&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Then came the last book in the saga, &lt;u&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/u&gt;. This is the book which ‘turned me’ in to a Twilighter. *SPOILER*&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b6d7a8;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #f3f3f3; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Bella and Edwards marriage. The Honeymoon. The werewolves. Imprinting. The baby. The turning. The Volturi. The confrontation!&lt;/span&gt;*SPOILER*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


























&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;I devoured the mammoth book in days. It was un-put-downable. I wanted to finish reading the book and yet I did not want it to get over! It was the best finale book I have read. Way better than Harry Potter. (Peace, HP lovers.) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


























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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1411047711967085298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-twilight.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/1411047711967085298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/1411047711967085298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-twilight.html' title='“It’s twilight.”'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyIP92LtYuGda7rbXGufflil9ZvOhptQOPMz6bJ6azsRB_FkMRikGM9rOh2LG4EgiCK4y05sZcMGACUiV704IMjX1WWM7VzICRPSrOtSQh99tyoT3KvJxGIC2I2WO5DqJ24FL3PMhanBM/s72-c/twilighter.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-915835549720443569</id><published>2009-12-11T18:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-11T18:12:07.339+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="aaarrggghhhh"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="train"/><title type='text'>Leave me Breathless!</title><content type='html'>No I am not going to talk about the song by the Corrs...though it happens to be a personal favourite. I am going to talk about my breath-taking as in take my breath away (literally) experiences in the local trains of Bombay.. yes I said BOMBAY!! .&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s a humid sticky morning in the cold month of November, and I am waiting with countless other ladies at the station platform near the First Class compartment. All eyes on the horizon waiting for the train to arrive. The moment we see it approach, we take our battle front stances. The only thing missing is war-paint on our faces and we don&#39;t need no weapons coz our bare hands, and elbows and buttocks(I&#39;ll get to these soon), are more than sufficient.&lt;br /&gt;
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We have to take our offence positions coz we know that the steel monster thats on it&#39;s way is already packed with ladies from the previous stations and thus we have very little space to deal with and very little time to shove ourselves in that very little space. &lt;br /&gt;
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The train arrives. The frenzy begins.If you are a spectator instead of a participant, its quite a sight. Women weighing 80 kgs and more defy the physical laws of gravity and jump in to the trains to secure themsleves and their big toushees ample space, and this while using the elbows and more effectively the buttocks to ward off, push down and obstruct other mortals that stand lower in the BMI scale.&lt;br /&gt;
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If I, being one of those lower scale mortals, by any chance happen to secure a place for myself, its not a place, its a crevice. Its like being pushed against a wall behind a door that&#39;s open in front of your face...but ya you are sort of cushioned in between the buttocks of the lady in the front and the pot belly of the lady behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name=&#39;more&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope you are picturing yourself standing like that in the train..take a minute to do that..and Guys, you have to think about other Men standing with you that way, not Women!.. Get the picture..did I hear Yuck? cool so you got it..&lt;br /&gt;
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Taking this forward, the auntie standing behind me probably has a cold or summin which makes her cough. Now I would like to reiterate that there is not even a microscopic metre of space between us...and the lady Coughs.&lt;br /&gt;
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I cannot begin to describe how yucky and horrible and disgusting that feeling is. And since I don want to feel those feelings, I try and move sideways to feel lesser of the cough-induced spasms of the stomach...but because there isnt a micsroscopic metre of space between us, the..the...stomach....the stomach also MOVES AS I MOVE!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; Like it&#39;s stuck to my back! aaarrrgghhhh!&lt;br /&gt;
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I tell myself that its just a matter of another 15(!!) minutes and this will be over...yes that&#39;s how I try and calm myslef down coz breathing exercises don&#39;t work...because I cant Breathe! Its a miracle when I am pushed out of the train and take a breath of air and know that am still alive, though dishevelled and disoriented for a couple of minutes because I cant feel the buttocks and the stomach anymore...and can&#39;t believe it to be true coz it felt like I would never get off the train and will continue to be there for all eternity..&lt;br /&gt;
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Those fifteen minutes are the longest 15 mins of the day, everyday. And I witness and experience a miracle everday too..when the 15 minutes of pain get over.&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking on the bright side of all this trial and tribulation, this entire experience also becomes a rigorous mental and physical work-out session. Like this:&lt;br /&gt;
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a. Being squeezed like I have described above, leads to flattening of my body so I don&#39;t need no VLCC for that flat stomach. (ya then you&#39;ll ask me what about the fat ladies, well I don&#39;t know, maybe they&#39;re born with it)&lt;br /&gt;
b. Holding the handles which are up in the air to try to save my spine and hands from getting crushed and twisted against the increasing pressure of the pot bellied ladies in the trains turns out to be stretching exercises.&lt;br /&gt;
c. The humidity and the lack of ventilation convert the compartment in to a temporary sauna room.&lt;br /&gt;
d. Making the mental resolve to board such trains everyday to go to work, helps me make quick decisions&lt;br /&gt;
e. It changes the definition of &#39;Intimacy&#39; where two bodies are so close to each other that even air cannot pass through them...including flatulent air... which lingers..</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/915835549720443569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/leave-me-breathless.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/915835549720443569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/915835549720443569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/leave-me-breathless.html' title='Leave me Breathless!'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-3598110028688220245</id><published>2009-10-18T14:24:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-25T14:01:15.309+05:30</updated><title type='text'>To rant.. or Not to rave?..that ..is the question..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Hel-loo .. A very Happy Diwali to all my readers and a much Happier Diwali to all my Followers and Subscribers ;) yes I know it has been Long time, no read. Been so busy with &#39;the works&#39;, as you all can identify with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;So I take the occasion of Diwali to resume blogging..festivals seem to be my motivation..I started blogging around Eid time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Though I haven&#39;t had time to post, I have been thinking what I should rant or rave about? I have more rant topics than rave, but that&#39;s no surprise. So here are a few things that crossed my mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;1. Should I write about the trials and travails of daily peak-hour train travelling? - titled Leave Me Breathless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;2. Should I write about how &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; deserve a Nobel prize and not Barrack Obama? - titled &#39;I&#39;d kill for a Nobel Peace prize.&#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;3. Should I write about Facebook and the quirky ppl on it? (some of my readers and frnds may/will be mentioned anonymously but u&#39;ll kno who you are so no takin any offense, Mm Kay?) - titled &quot;What are you doing RIGHT NOW??&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;4. or Should I write about the delight of watching Arrested Development? (I&#39;ve only seen Season 1 so I&#39;ll be referring to that one season. And the show is soo delightful that it practically leaves me speechless.. so don&#39;t think I&#39;d be able to write much about it anyway. ok so scrap this one. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;So we have 3 topics and I want you guys, all three of you, to tell me which one you&#39;d like me to post about. I am thus putting up a poll as well. When the poll ends, the option with the lowest votes wins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;So hurry, Vote for your least favourite option! Poll closes tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;So I think it only follows that I review the movie. So here is what I think about it: Crap Movie. Don&#39;t Bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Moving on, I was thinking that we all must have those moments or phases or &#39;people&#39; that we just want to forget coz the memories associated with them make us feel, &quot;Oh my God! What was I even Thinking??!&quot; or &quot;Why? Why? Why?&quot; or plain &quot;Ewwww!!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;No matter what we do or how much we try, we can&#39;t make ourselves forget, and continue to feel all the horrible feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;associated with those .. &#39;things&#39;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;But now, I have a not so secret age-old mantra that we all can chant to make these &#39;things&#39; go away..all you need to do is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Close your eyes real tight...like, screw them shut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;(You can also) Fold your hands in to fists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;and repeat with utmost concentration - &quot;Repress! Repress! Repress! Repress!...&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;You can do this daily and as often as you like, it&#39;s non-invasive, has no side-effects (I think) and I don know if it has worked successfully before but if it does, then nothing like it!&amp;nbsp; Just like Homeopathy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;My computer has been afflicted by - The Restart Problem. My computer just restarts whenever it wants to, whenever it wants to (um..I couldn&#39;t write &#39;wherever&#39; coz its a desktop computer) for e.g. when I am writing a long important email (&amp;amp; have not saved a draft), or when am in the middle of an online conversation with my manager or just re-worked on a document and made a million changes and am about to hit &#39;Save&#39;...&lt;a name=&#39;more&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I am sure you understand the mental agony and torture that my computer&#39;s affliction causes me...coz my computer doesn&#39;t seem to mind the restarting, the non-saved mails and documents or the mental torture for that matter...It just sits there, mocking me and my frantic antics everytime it restarts twice in a row - second restart being just after I have just logged in after the first re-start - aaarrggghhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t know whether it is a Virus coz the scans can&#39;t come up with anything; or is it updates being installed automatically even though I have changed the settings for that. I am at my wit&#39;s end and so is the IT guy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;To quote two lines from the poem of an anonymous but awesome poet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;The more I try to forget it, the more it is fixed on my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I guess a solution to this problem, I won&#39;t ever find&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6405988109743923865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2009/09/computer-says-restart.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/6405988109743923865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/6405988109743923865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2009/09/computer-says-restart.html' title='Computer says &#39;Restart&#39;!'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725652133160747341.post-2982565912217088167</id><published>2009-09-21T22:27:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-15T21:57:20.122+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I Love Restaurant City!! ..But wot the crap is the deal with Farmville?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Achieved popularity rating of &lt;strike&gt;46.3&lt;/strike&gt; 50 out of 50!!! Beat that!! thats the rating for my restaurant named &#39;42&#39; (get it? don&#39;t? good God.)..its this awesomely fun game on Facebook..way better than &#39;Farmville&#39;! Wonder why ppl like it so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Actually hv wondered abt it so much that I hv come up with a coupla reasons for it:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Farmville probably brings out the innate farmer in all..&#39;Yeh bandhan toohhhhh...pyaar ka bandhan haiiiii&#39; types..a past life we had all forgotten, which is brought to the fore by &#39;Farmville&#39; or &#39;Khetibaadi&#39;.&amp;nbsp; Wow..wudn&#39;t u like a game where u can do all the &#39;Khetibaadi&#39; u want, and not get suicidal, or homicidal or inspire ppl to make crappy tv shows abt it where the title has nothing to do with the depicted storyline! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And it has so much visibility coz of the incessant &#39;Publish to your wall and frnds home page&#39;- for every cow u buy or &#39;lost lonely black sheep&#39; that you find on ur farm- which we all click yes for, to be done with the stupid pop-up at first..but then later actually feel proud of our Achievements! So we then want to share and then soon it becomes a Competition..and makes not so fun games like Farmville famous..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;All you &#39;Farmvillers&#39; or &#39;Kisaans&#39;, I challenge you to join &#39;Restaurant City&#39; - the more Fun game - and try to leave ur mark by gettin&amp;nbsp; to the Gourmet Street..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;P.S. - and if it helps, u also get to &#39;grow&#39; your own herbs wen u reach level 16..that shud tk care of the khetibaadi pangs :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#39;Computer says no&#39; is from one of the sketches in Little Britian. Those unfamiliar (can&#39;t beleive it!) , refer to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.littlebritain.tv/&quot; linkindex=&quot;21&quot;&gt;http://www.littlebritain.tv/&lt;/a&gt; for some more info.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5806995954477338227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-chunky-pandey.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/5806995954477338227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725652133160747341/posts/default/5806995954477338227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingandrantingsoul.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-chunky-pandey.html' title='I Love Chunky Pandey??'/><author><name>Tortured Genius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336747033839895078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghttopI7262iznx5H5j2-igv2X3_6NcHOA141xE3XD9_3OMisyCH39crBGWNearyUjlvQZkIfmzhyFZAKLkRY8dWB3rQXF5Aio2oasuIjZnv_7lW2BelS6yQxTxRuQZw/s220/sp-studio+%281%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>