Philosophical - Fuck Off!!

Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrasment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life. But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose something else. And the reasons there are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin.

Trainspotting - One fucking good movie...

Of two headlights and one hand...

The Gods have a weird way of answering one's prayers. I prayed for a vacation alright, but i didnt expect Him to send it in a truck. Yeah people, one dark road bend, a failed brake, a big bang, and quite a fall later i realised i met with an accident. Dont ask me more details of how it happened, because there is still a conspiracy surrounding the whole situation...kinda like the me-thought-it-was-two-2-wheelers-from-the-headlights-but-it-was-actually-a-truck thingy.

Im happily at home, Trichy now. For the next month and a half at least, you see, broken wrist takes time & food to regroup. Only downside is, it is darn difficult to do even the silliest of things with only one hand. Really, believe me, or try typing a keyboard with only your left hand when you feel like you have a million things to say.

Well, i do have plans of writing a couple of short stories. So have no fear, I WILL BE BACK...unless He decides to break my left arm as well to answer my prayers for a symmetrical figure.

52 hours in 3 days

Yeah I am travelling.. I think it will be one hell of a sleep sucking, ass burning travel. I will be travelling for more than 2200 kms in 3 days and my travel is planned so nicely that I will be spending all the four nights in either a bus or a train.. Whoa, Forget sleep for another four days..

Am I wrong?

I may be working with M$ and I may be even working with msn which directly competes with gmail, But I say every feature of gmail is an art. Developers felt it from their heart and wrote the code for it..

Its all testesterone dude..

You like a gal, You start thinking that you can do anything for her and fall for her. You go behind her, Then you have a multi year project getting her accept your love. After the project gets suckered up. Then you see the world, World full of other beautiful gals but none catching your interest as that gal did and atlast you have to get going and accept some other creature, May be this is just one way of zillion other ways you deal with gals in this world ;)..

And I am not like the one above :).

Silence of the lambs.

Ok, enough of the silence already. I can't stand it anymore.
Bala is so busy that he doesn't find time to charge his mobile. He wants an Ithaca like Ulysses and blinded by something like Homer!
Ulu still cant talk to his manager lady eye-to-eye. Poor creature. Which reminds me, the last post from Ulu was really receiving some nice comments before I decided to change the template and lose all the comments. Bloody bad timing i got.

And let me redirect you to some really good blogs i have chanced upon...

Ammani - Don't miss her `quick tales`

Sathyaraj - Tamil short stories

kAy - Wonderful pictures & thoughts and see the original also
a softer world

Go through these blogs by the time i'll come back with my own version of "a softer world" which i'll post on my creative-space,
aut me aut nihil

Somebody post something.