Sins and Sinsability

I'm exhausted . I'm terribly sleep deprived. I'm confused . I'm worried . I'm idling. I need to be working. I can sense time ticking away . I've put up a post-it , it reads -" DO NOT WASTE YOUR TIME . TOO MUCH WORK ON HAND ". I look at it , but choose to ignore it. I spend nights discussing non-issues. I need rest. I need nourishment. I need to exercise a bit more , too much flab accumulating. I need to talk to the Dean. I need to sort out deals. I need to work smart. Oh my god !! where's all the time gone ?! I need to mug for my exams. I need to attend classes , oh fuck I just might be short of attendance. I need to focus on my B.Tech project. I need to breathe. I need to shatter this whole facade of strength . I can't always appear to be calm and composed when I actually am not. I need to freak out more often. Am I too uptight?! Am I a 40-year old flustering inside the body of a soon to be 22-year old ? Am I a good boy ? Where is this rage co

I've been tagged by my buddy Czar . Here are the rules: 1. Players start with 8 random facts about themselves. 2. Those who are tagged should post these rules and their 8 random facts. 3. Players should tag 8 other people and notify them they have been tagged Now that most of you would've had a good laugh after the GET OUT TRIP , time to dazzle you and simultaneously oblige my friend's tag. Here goes. 8 Random Facts about moi: 1. I CANNOT SWALLOW TABLETS. Not for anything in this world. The pill doesn't just go in and I don't know why. Give me a nice, yummy Cadbury's Eclair and I'll gulp it down in one go; hand me an ordinary paracetamol and I'll sniffle and kick-up a fuss which can't even be matched by my 6 year-old cousin. I prefer to stay healthy and if I do fall sick and am forced to take the bitter pill, I BITE IT and CHEW IT. To the uninitiated to this sickly act , you've got to try it, it'll blow your mind away. I remembe

The story starts out with two very alacritous action-deprived youth blighted with ennui induced by sedentary work(or the lack of it) making up their minds to do something different.Ergo starts the search for greener pastures; strangely enough the young men reside amidst sylvan surroundings far away from the usual humdrum and they decide to head to the concrete jungle in search of , you got it , greener pastures. The preparations are made; the pills are popped , the bowels are cleansed , the armpits are deodorized, the facial hair is shed , the underwear is changed , the paunch is tucked , the customary pleasantries with the sweet shop seth around the corner are exchanged. Then starts the long agonizing wait for the public transport to arrive. What do you do when you're forced to wait for the bus to arrive?? Try imitating the cow down the road, pop in the gum and get bovine on it , CHEW THE CUD. The wait continues. The bus tests their patience; their bowels on the verge of impending

Yes people !! I am about indulge in one of my favorite pastimes , commenting and usually lambasting movies ( only there's less of the mouth this time , more of my fingers ). After a series of forgetful movie misadventures topped off by a horrendous catastrophe titled oh-so-unforgettably as JHOOM BARABAR JHOOM , I've finally managed to watch an absolute paisa-vasool movie , DIE HARD 4.0 shwiiiiiiing (you didn't get that , then go watch "Wayne's World") Die Hard , oh Die Hard , what can I possibly say about Die Hard ?! I know !! I know !! Move over Clark Kent , Peter Parker , John McClane's back and he's kicking some mean terrorist ass , make that e-terrorist ass for this sequel. Bruce Willis is back ladies and gentleman and how ?! Bruce just makes the whole getting hurt and bleeding to death routine seem oh-so-cool. He's like" Hey cmon now !! Let's jump out of a speeding car after calculating the trajectory of the car as it launches off the

It's been close to 6 weeks since I've started working as an intern at the Engineering Research Center , TATA Motors , Pune and by god am I exasperated or what !! The work is dull and mundane ; the project guide is a rotund , little dude with a cool-dude attitude who's lately been turning into a very irksome gremlin , you know - " A thorn in my side "," the blister on my ass " - I guess you'd get the idea by now. Well anyways now that I've vented out my frustrations regarding my guide in a very Rushdiesque sentence, back to the topic. The only thing I've liked about working as an intern is: the FORMAL WEAR. Formal wear kicks ass . Nothing beats wearing a crisply pressed Herringbone Patterned Colorplus Shirt paired with a Wills lycra formals ( I wish I could endorse them :P). I take my own sweet time getting into the outfit , adjusting the tuck so the minute paunch doesn't show :D , admiring my polished appearance in stark contrast to the g

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After much deliberation, I've finally decided to take the leap into the vastly variegated world of blogging. Far too long have I had the misconception that blogging is an exercise of ostentation and blatant showmanship ; but as I sit here resting my hands on my lovely black Logitech keyboard I can see new doors open , new frontiers to explore , new opinions and viewpoints to express and that sets them GOOSEBUMPS running all over me . Music is something that I appreciate a LOT and PEOPLE would agree with that . My day starts off with me waking up , turning on my computer , going to the quicklaunch bar , clicking on iTunes and then diligently listening to whatever the player has in store for me . There have always been a select few songs which are a cut above the rest , I've developed a soft corner for them but today's been a revelation of sorts . " Cemetery Gates " and " Ta ki Ta ki Ta blues " - two seminal compositions that I've been glued to throug