Friday, December 7, 2007

Live On
























How did I wind up on this rocky road,
With nothing but my gritty heart?
I do not remember to what price I sold,
My dignity, my verve, my love, hence lost.

As I trod on, inexorably, intrepid to find,
A future, that seems bleak, stark,
I rediscover that buried deep in my mind,
These hopes, dreams - remnant muck.

I venture into stories untold,
I stumble upon souls battered,
I fumble for schlocky gold,
I chance upon diamonds shattered.

I have grown to ignore them,
Grown to accept things the way they are,
As they always will be. A gem,
They say, is not to be found here.

But, for that one priceless piece of wonder,
That one entrancing creation,
A demigod to whom I can surrender,
All what's left of my passion, emotion.

I'll search for eternity ...


- brath 6/12/07

Sunday, August 12, 2007

im in college now

hey !
u mitve all been wonderin why i havent posted lately
well news: im in college, psg tech, coimbatore
havin quite a rough time settling down... as u can see by this haphazard post.. i aint even supposed to be doin this
well classes are good and borin... and hostel life is definitly sumthin u shld try to experience...
boot camp.. remember those..!? ahh jus the same... lol.. yea well... new ways of livin and adjustin.. teaches us new things about our own selves.. nd we can do things we wuldve never even dreamed of doing otherwise... everything has its own pros and cons.. more cons here than pros... but still.. this is my apparent home for the next 4 years.. :)
hmm... now im kinda gettin late for my nxt class...
so ill try to post more updates on my seemingly uninteresting life.. as time permits..
till then chao !

Friday, June 29, 2007

Back From Mars

Chapter 1

Icara saw herself on the polished walls of the ship. She was tall with a tanned complexion. She had deep brown hair today, with streaks of blonde and fluorescent highlights, here and there. She had tied it up in such a way it looked like she had a basket of flowers on her head. The blue jumpsuit she was wearing had been modified with extra lapels and more frizz, with some torn ends and cuts which matched the upcoming fashion.


Her face was indeed unique one, compared to rest of the members of the colony. Perfectly arched eyebrows, with striking eyes, a softly pointed nose, with broad lips, a deep fuchsia, formed her young face. The most arresting part of her visage was her eyes, a distinctive color of caramel, which had melted the hearts of many young men she studied with. They seemed to twinkle now, under the changing neons. She removed a speck on her cheeks with her fingers and smiled at herself.

A saddening thought passed through her mind. She was the last of her race, of a pure line of beings from the planet Earth. She was seventeen and was born on a private tropical isle on this planet. Before she was five, an apocalyptic war broke out, a cataclysm, which ended her up here, in this space colony. It was no ordinary war fought with guns and rockets, nor with fusion bombs and bioagents.

The League of Nations found out that the Orientals had been rising in power, swiftly and stealthily, behind their backs. They had stolen the resources after the Great Floods and obtained monopoly over the rest of the nations. The Supreme Chancellor decided to end their domination, and gave word to unleash the galaxy’s most powerful weapon, which led to the ultimate demise of life on that lonely planet.

The weapon’s existence was a mystery till it broke out of the ground. Something went wrong during its execution and a million geysers from the deep abysses of the planet, spewed out a dense deadly metallic gas around the world. These geysers reached phenomenal heights, and some fumes were even released into space. Everything and everything was vaporized in an instant. There were no broken buildings, no fired forests, no blackened oceans; indeed there was no evidence of anything that existed and ruled over the planet for countless eons. Simply said, there was nothing.

Icara had been on the planets satellite, the Moon, on a vacation with her family, when she witnessed the world’s end. As she saw, the planet looked peaceful, with lush greens and browns, and enchanting bright blues. Then, there was a golden glow, which appeared as cracks swiftly covering the globe, as if the Earth was about to hatch. In a few seconds, when the gases spilled out, the entire globe turned black, and almost seemed to vanish in the darkness of space. Only flashes of white kept shooting out. There were exactly 100 human beings on the Moon that day, and all of them stared into space, and watched the Earth disappear in front of their eyes.

Icara remembers that day clear as crystal. She witnessed her mother faint, and fall onto the dust dead. Her father hadn’t done anything; he just knelt down and wept to himself. She was only five, and had found the incidence absolutely exciting. She ran towards the horizon, trying to catch that bygone planet. She jumped up as high as she could; but she could never reach it.


That past, she couldn’t dwell on it any longer. Whenever she thought about it, she broke down in tears, as if she felt that she had played some vital part in its cause. Not today. She couldn’t risk getting her makeup undone, not on this special occasion. It was the last dance of the school year, and her date was waiting on the other side of the corridor.

“Icara, you look divinely gorgeous today”

“Aren’t I always, Cyan? However, I think the meaning of that word, divine, has been lost for ages.”

“Divine…yes, quite unfortunate, for I don’t think there is any other better word to describe you.”

She smiled, “That’s sweet of you Cyan. Thank you.” She kissed him on his cheek. “Well I guess we better hurry up, I think the dance must have started by now. I don’t want to miss my dad’s speech either. Come on.”

They entered the Observatory Dome. It was at the most extreme part of the spaceship, consisting of a huge 5 storey fiber dome, which was clear to the outside vacuum. It offered a breathtaking view of the starry space, every line of sight leading to a star. More than half the inhabitants had a lucky star of their own, which they came to see everyday. The largest reflecting telescope in the galaxy was centered beneath the dome, boasting a whopping 25 meter diameter. The rest of the enormous place was used to host the various functions of the community.

“It’s brilliantly decorated! Magnificent!” exclaimed Icara. Indeed, being the last dance for the senior students, every detail was carefully attended to. The theme this season was Earth’s Elegance. There were wall posters of some of the greatest accomplishments of human existence. There were pictures of tetrahedral structures made of stone, a brilliant marble construction, iron structures, statues and memorials.

The replica of the Oriental Orgy Complex was impressive and was made more dramatic with the lighting. The Complex was the largest enclosed single city, a place called Dcomsistai. The Great Floods were devastating floods caused by melting of the ice sheets from the opposite sides of the planet. The people indeed believed that they caused it, but it’s now been proven that it was a natural climatic phenomenon of Earth. To protect the Oriental’s capital, they decided to harbor the city in its own casket, and subsequently built this Complex. It was made entirely of a diamond modification, all harvested from the Sun’s interior. The Sun, thought to be a gaseous hot ball of gases did in fact have a solid core, a core of diamond. Initially, a special probe made of exofrincium, which managed to bear the heat of the Sun, formed a gaseous tunnel through which the diamonds were extracted. The city literally did sparkle.

There was a virtual model of the Earth at the far end of the hall. It was a multicolor laser hologram, which enabled the viewers to see any place on the planet, before its destruction, with considerable resolution.

“Cyan! Cyan!” Icara tugged on his shoulder, “Let’s go see that,” she pointed enthusiastically. “I’ll show you the private isle where I was brought up.”

“Yea, I’d love to see it.”

She went up to the console, and pressed a few buttons. The hologram surrounded her, and teleported her to her birthplace. The sands were as white as ivory and the sea, an entrancing beguilingly blue shade. A small exotic hut was perched on the shoreline, with a metallic bridge, leading towards the forests. She tried to feel the sand, but her hand just passed through the hologram. She knelt down and closed her eyes.

“Hey, come on! Let’s do something else,” Cyan put his arm around her shoulder for support. “Where we’re going for the initiation, I’m sure it’d be something like this, and you can play in all the soft sands.”

“It’s wouldn’t be the same,” Icara replied, “It will never be the same.”


Marcus Kingsley, walked up the stairs to the stage. He was acknowledged by a thunderous applause from the crowd below. A position he had achieved for himself was no doubt a scintillating affair. People believed every word he said, as he held the highest authority in the Galaxy. In an immaculate black suit, he had a handsome and noble appearance as any formidable politician. He was made larger–than–life by a giant screen behind him, which focused on his seemingly veracious visage.

“Welcome, welcome, my friends, my fellow inspirers, my future trailblazers. I invite you to this grand ceremony of induction of our first batch of prodigious young aspirants. I feel it was just yesterday, that these students joined the training school, and now they are to be inducted as an integral member of our galaxy. This day is even more special to me, as my daughter, Icara, is part of this batch.”

He smiled at her, where she sat in the front row with Cyan. She grinned back. “It has been very difficult for these students. A hardening effect nevertheless needs to be instilled in our young men and women, if they are to take over the galaxy in the coming years. They have flown the fighter pods, have had physical defense training, and have played innumerable games of Shock-tag. I am to understand, that they know the rules of the society and that of the galaxy. They should be knowing at least eighteen of the conversing languages, the proper use of their special powers and of course, the dangers of faith. Tomorrow, each one of you is to be sent to your allotted planets for your Initiation…...”


Icara fell onto her bed. She loved the texture of the covers, cool and almost soothing in fact. It was 0:05 by her watch, and she had a big day tomorrow. This place had been her home for more than a decade. Her new destination seemed scary, but she knew she’d have her friends with her. Anxiousness made her weep, but at times like these, she did what she loved; she sang. Slowly the sleep overtook her and she smiled; somewhere in the back of her head she remembered "...smiling in sleep relaxes the mind, calms emotions and induces restful sleep."

Saturday, May 26, 2007

Copperman !

What do you get when you have a really long piece of bare copper wire, a torch, a digicam, picasa, and are utterly jobless?


You get COPPERMAN !!! Copperman soars through the galaxy to meet the all powerful Torch Lord who makes Copperman the strongest in the universe...


The all powerful Copperman is selfish, all he wants his more power and so goes on a mission to gain more power,


Before embarkin on this dangerous mission, Copperman took a day off to meet his friends Brad Pitt, and George Clooney.He finally finds what he was looking for,

Or was it too easy?!

To be continued........





Sunday, May 13, 2007

happy birthday to me

wow ive completed one year in this cyber world!

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Meer & Naeem in : My Girl... My Dusty Trophy?

MEER: so why have you called me to the beach on this sultry day?
NAEEM: I was just looking at the ocean. Breathtaking isn’t it. I have come here so many times, but haven’t taken the time to actually look and feel its power. That’s a huge amount of water right there.
MEER: Indeed, come to the point my friend.
NAEEM: I need to ask a small favor of you.
MEER: Oh I should’ve known,
NAEEM: Thinking of the future is fun, but it won’t take us anywhere.
MEER: What are you coming too?
NAEEM: You know what the funny thing is...
MEER: What?
NAEEM: Well, I find it amusing that when I ask Melissa out tomorrow, if she does by any chance say yes, I would like change my mind the next moment. So why am I asking her out in the first place?
MEER: I know! You’re just screwed. Ha! Then you’re just chasing an idea that you already rejected or you’re just some one who always wants what he can’t have! And the funny thing about those people is that once they actually get it they don’t really want it anymore.
NAEEM: Maybe a sense of achievement, something like that?
MEER: Ya maybe Melissa is like a trophy and you just really want that trophy, hold it once and then it’d probably gather dusts in the shelves… so you’d rather not keep it.
NAEEM: It’d just be there reminding you of happy memories.
MEER: So it wouldn’t matter, you just want to lift it once… that’s about it.
NAEEM: Probably.
MEER: Unless you actually want to cherish it… then you want to keep it… that’s a whole different story… that’s relationship. The point here is Melissa won’t go with you, even if you do ask, so don’t bother! (Laughs)
NAEEM: (smiles) that’s where you can help me. Melissa is your close friend isn’t she?
How about being a sport… and try to get me the satisfaction of holding the trophy for a second?
MEER: Come again?!
NAEEM: You know what I mean! Make her say yes tomorrow!
MEER: Are you asking me to convince another person to go out with you just for like a moment?

NAEEM: Hey, let me just polish it… it’d shine more!
MEER: Oh my God! I don’t know what I’m getting into. You’re going to owe me. A lot.
NAEEM: Sure, sure…………


Thanks to Dhananjai for the ideas and Hrushita for the names... ...

Sophie Serafino

Saturday, March 24, 2007

... a funny feeling

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Alright let’s get one little thing clear. Yea, my fellow 12th graders, we are done with school. Okay, fine. What’s the big deal? The big deal is well we ain’t going to school no more. Come on! hasn’t it sunk in yet? Usually during our summer vacations, we totally miss school, and yearn for the first day. (of course when we are in school, we yearn for the holidays… that’s a different story). Well we can’t do that anymore!

Great! College here we come… yippidideedaa… you think that it’s going to be just the same. Maybe you might have your same friends, of course you can make new ones. You can start a new life. You know you’re just one step closer to making your dreams come true.

But one night, when you’re all cuddled up in your four poster in that small lonely dorm… you come to wonder, why you got that funny feeling inside. That feeling that squirms through your past, haunting you, taunting you. Its not that your past is horrid, but that you just miss it so much, and you know that you can’t live it again. Ever.

I always believed school had nothing to do with studies, truly speaking. Maybe a tiny incy wincy part of it… but nothing more. Studies, anyone can do it at home, by themselves with a little guidance, (if they want to). School is much more than that. It is about living together, knowing your peers, it’s a social institution. Your parents can’t teach you everything. Learning is done through exposure and experience. How can you learn more than with your friends…? (and your enemies/rivals too). It’s a certain truth, and that’s just the way it is.

What I am now, at least the major part of me, is what you’ve made. My thoughts and ideas revolved around you guys the past few years. Always trying harder to better myself, and better you. Grown together, literally lived together, you’re more family than even my first cousins that I rarely see.

As adolescents, biologically the most turbulent phase of life, we have survived. Our emotions have gone haywire once in a while, but we fixed them. Our ideas went wild, we let them run free. Our passions grew stronger, we made ourselves a bigger world. We discovered our talents, we formed our dreams.

It is sad that the exams took over our life the past few months. Since we are done, we realize we actually know only 10% of what we were supposed to learn. I blame it on the system and the methodology… for the moment, there is nothing any of us can do about it. Lets forget those grueling months.

Luckily I enjoyed every other moment, I guess I’m not going to miss anything much. But it’d sure be fun if I could live it again.

Remember school, the lunch periods, the hogging, the dances, the games, the ragging, the mokkays, the banging, basketball, football, the absolutely-doing-nothing-though-everything, teachers day (more like students fashions day :P), singing ‘heal the world’, standing in assembly, shouting commands (for you leaders), dating, learning about love and sex (and actually believing that you know about it), amusing scandals, gossip, getting caught by princy, CCA periods (though not many), > > >

The interculturals, where we met up with new people from our rival schools, awesome time competing for the top prizes, for the overall bests. I remember the street theatre, we had 10 days to come up with something dazzling, the 8 of us spent time chatting, pizza, terrace talks, and blah. In the end, on the day of the culturals, we made up an on the spot skit on some saving prostitutes, wasn’t as good as expected. At least we made the crowd laugh! > > >
Remember the birthday parties, booking entire theaters, spencer cruising, delicious food, > > >

Remember the trips to the north, the train journeys, the heat, the orange robes, the Rajasthan sand surfing, dancing in the rain, games of Mafia, exotic locations, picturesque valleys, snow fights, the sparkling rivers, rafting, fantastic cultures, > > >

Well one thing we didn’t have, is the prom - something that our counterparts in other nations, so excitedly look forward to. Beyond all that, I guess it was a quite a perfect year!

Well my batch of 2007, my seniors, my juniors, those positions are going to stick with us. I’m sure we will smile at each other when we walk past on the streets, some ten years from now. I know, and you know, that’s all there is to it. Those funny feelings are going to stay for a long time to come. Let’s be happy that it is at least ‘funny’.

The first collage I brought up became popular overnight, and many of my friends have loved the technique and have come with their own collections. . . and google keeps on rocking.
This time, I’ve brought out another collage, this one capturing like 200 moments. But even that number is virtually insignificant compared to the real number out there. I hope you liked it.


If you have any fun experiences that you’d like to share, the best times you had with me/with your friends this year, comment away, I’d love to hear it. These are unforgettable moments, I know, and you know, that’s all there is to it. :)

Friday, March 16, 2007

racecar

Here the next sixty seconds were to determine his life. He saw his speedometer, the red needle just about touching 280 mph, but never quite reaching it. He must win this race, it might be his last, but he was racing for his something more.

He steered through the tunnel. He veered past his only opponent. Why, he thought, why had he slowed down, something must have gone wrong.

In a moments flash, he saw what was ahead. He smashed down on the brakes, a bit too fast. The car swiveled, burning its tires on the track, leaving a dark trail as it skidded past. It toppled over, the whole massive car, over and up almost a feet above the ground. Its whole body spun as it crashed into the ground, its lights bursting, the glass shattering, raining its shards over the burnt track, the metal crumpled and molded by the heat within, rolling like an avalanche, leaving bits and pieces behind. It hit the concrete side-stand and came to a crashing stop.

The gasoline was pouring out, and was slithering its way down, ever expanding. As it reflected the sky in rainbow rings, another liquid flowed into it, darkening the rings. The liquid had a slight reddish tinge to it as it overpowered the petrol. The picture frame, holding his lovely family along with his prized golden retriever, slowly slid out of the wreckage and clanged onto the pavement, and scratched a little spark.

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

libretto.

if. strawberry. music. eloquence. fountain. skyscrapers. ice. sand. diamonds. dusty. literature. guitar. sun. love. emotion. burn. gun. cars. dance. happiness. resolution. trees. macaw. melody. nightingale. rose. aquamarine. invisibility. letters. violin. nostalgia. ecstasy. apathy. jinx. bugaboo. grenadine. clairvoyance. surreal. stars. salty. inspiring. cryptic. delicious. yummy. obsequious. flattery. remember. discover. eyes. drunk. canyon. parrot. bliss. lullaby. sophisticated. renaissance. cute. cozy. butterfly. galaxy. hilarious. moment. extravaganza. sentiment. cosmopolitan. bubble. pumpkin. infinite. conifers. brilliance. baby. abstract. creative. sublime. magic. idea. mimic. chill. vivacious. phosphor. abutilon. accent. nylon. France. verve. mother. passion. eternity. fantastic. freedom. email. tranquility. desire. anger. rocket. peace. water. blossom. sunshine. sweetheart. cherish. gorgeous. junipers. enthusiasm. romance. jasmine. hope. grace. rainbow. blue. sunflower. twinkle. serendipity. expressionism. lollipop. litchi. giggle. paradox. peek-a-boo. gothic. smashing. evanescent. whoops. loquacious. smithereens. flip-flop. gazebo. zing. curves. rave. smile. lovely.

Saturday, March 10, 2007

Can't say :)

Who are you?
Where are you?
Let me know a little more
You’ve found yourself in me
And I in you,
Though neither spoken nor met
How did you make it in?
How did I make it in?
Stay awhile, do let go,
Don’t forget your scarf,
It’s cold outside.
I have my coat on.

Thursday, March 8, 2007

A bitta healthy blabber aint bad!!

Then the rainstorm came over me...

Some of us know where we’re heading. We make predictions of our future jobs, incomes, interests, even our spouse, and how many kids we might have. Some of us don’t. We have no clue to where or what we’re going to do the next second. Taking life as it comes, they call it. Is that a good thing? Did I miss out somewhere, where was I when they had that conference entitling me to my future? Is there another session anywhere I can go? It’s as though I’m in the dark.
To actually realize that I haven’t made any life deciding decisions in the past 16 years of my life is quite appalling. I wasted time being a kid. Now that last sentence didn’t sound right “wasted time” I don’t think so!
So basically I’m stuck with decisions… what course should I major in… and in which college do I do that… am I even worth to get into that college. Everyone wants money these days, rather than want, it is a requisite, you gotta have money, if you want to go anywhere. So pick a job that makes money. Those money making ones aren’t interesting, quite the opposite actually… the only respite of course is the money. I’m afraid there aren’t any roads left for me…. Ha to think I’d say that!
Decisions can be made in an instant… those instantaneous ones, where you don’t think about them, make them at the spur of the moment, is what has brought me here today. Now thinking about a decision and making one that determines the rest of your life…. and also one that is quite plausible well, quite absurd in the truest sense. Hey I wanna rule the world, now everyone can’t do that!
Ha I’m just going to stick to living life as it comes. Everyday is definitely a new blank shining page just waiting to be filled. Decisions really don’t matter to me… I really don’t care if that’s gonna lead me nowhere! It’s all perspective. You see or you don’t.If the past 16 years of my life has been so wonderful! There are high enough chances that my next 16 would probably be even better coz that’s just the sorta guy I am… the one who makes life wonderful! This shilly shallying is definitely a bore!
The future will always remain the future, and no matter what you try you’ll never reach it, cause every second you move on, it too moves on that second. Feeling new every moment, I like it. I might not show it that well, but it totally does feel awesome.
I end with these lines from Seal’s ‘Love’s Divine’,

Then the rainstorm came over me
And I felt my spirit break
I had lost all of my belief you see
And realize my mistake
But time through a prayer to me
And all around me became still

Through the rainstorm came sanctuary
And I felt my spirit fly
I had found all of my reality
I realize what it takes

Well I try to say there's nothing wrong
But inside I felt me lying all alone
But the message here was plain to see
Believe me…

I need love, love's divine
Please forgive me now
I see that I've been blind
Give me love, loves is what I need to help me
know my name

:)


Tuesday, March 6, 2007

Vanessa Mae - Rock Violinist

THE DEVIL'S THRILL



DESTINY



CLASSICAL GAS



CONTRADANZA



STORM

Friday, March 2, 2007

GOING BLUUE!!

hmm.... well do I have to explain? see for urself...
this blog is goin bluue!!?

Sunday, February 11, 2007

Blankness

I love winter. I love the snow; I love white landscapes, and sparkling mountains. Anything forestry or rocky in winter, I find totally repelling. The whitest of white white is what’s most entrancing. The most luxurious color, the purest, most vibrant, an angelic banquet!
Well white is good, yes, but not when it’s this blank sheet of paper minutes before the exam gets over!! Yes indeed, that white gives shivers up my spine. At that point your mind goes blank as well, and simple things like the meaning of a ball and socket joint, or the how to goddamn test for chloride. Stuff like that doesn’t happen to me often… rather never, but suddenly, just towards the end of my bio board practical x-mas (spelt to add some beauty to xams : P)…arrgh !!!
Truly I found my worthy adversary, Blankness. The only foe which can bring me down. It’s not that you haven’t learnt anything, but this Blankness just shrouds a misty white veil around you, such that you know nothing, not even the sum of two fifties!
Alas, on that fateful day, I was stuck and I bet you couldn’t guess who would come to my rescue! It was none other than Music! Yes Music, in the form of Natasha Bedingfield’s Unwritten … the words just popped into my head and I started singing to myself, singing away to fanatical exaltation (I think I was a tad bit insane at that point)…
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten...

And would you believe me if I say that those words, brought me back?!! I remembered as much as I had learnt and I finished the paper on the mark. Music has its own charms, I guess! And now I’m a Believer!

Lessee if I can make a lil advice here… next time you get stuck on your maths or physics paper or whatever… think of your favorite tune and start singing, in seconds, (hopefully) you’d remember what you were doing! (although I wish you not quote me on this :P )

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Friday, February 9, 2007

Maestros!

Sviatoslav Richter was one of the greatest pianists of the 20th century. Check him out


and now a 6 year old kid...!! Richter's reincarnation?!! ;)

Brilliant I say!! Brilliant!

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

To All Of You

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Chinmaya Vidyalaya was a place unlike other, cozza all you guys for making it one of the best four years of my life... This is to you...

Its wasn't easy being an alien to this country in the beginning. Then I met you ppl.... what a quirky, eccentric, carefree, talented, wacky, artistic, fun-loving, daring, crazy, mischevious, jumpy, blabby, jueey ;) (..... ooh i can't stop!) bunch of oddballs!! :)

Indeed studying, working, competing, playing, travelling, eating, blabbering, ..... with you guyz... aah...had a certain charm of its own... and kept that smile on my face always,
These are damn sweet memories which i shall cherish forever along with you!

Hope to stay the same as always!!!

Love ya guyzz!!!!

Saturday, January 27, 2007

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Day Dreamer

Oh, those piercing caramel eyes, that takes you now, from the Pacific canyons to the heights of Everest. You are swimming continuously in its rays, trying to bear the blizzard it lashes out every other second. It’s unwavering glances, striking you ever steadily, paralyzing you at the spot. A gaze that transfixes you in time… you don’t, you can’t even blink your eyes. Time is gone...

Snap! Snap! Comes the sound of two quick fingers, “Snap out of it!!”… Turn around, don’t bother…. It’s not even worth that much.

Oh yes it is, yes it is for those sweet caramel eyes.

Forget about them, you’re never gonna taste them.

Maybe so, but I just can’t resist them…it’s as addictive as chocolate.

Oh yeah?

Oh yeah…

It’s still addictive…. and addiction to anything is not good…. so wake up!... Can’t you see you are playing a losing game?...

I knew I’d lost already before starting.

Uh?...

More fun lies in at least trying to capture what you can’t rather than actually capturing something that you can.

You’ll get nothing that way

No…you do get more out if it than anything else…

I don’t understand…

It’s better that you don’t…

I see… so you are the least bit bothered about the answer then…

I already know the answer

What are you going to do?....

Snap!! Snap!!
Blink… Blink… “Hey!, I’m holding a party at my place this afternoon. I’d love it if you could make it... really? That’d be awesome!.. See you there!”
God no!! don’t smile!!... don’t…. There it is, the smile, the only thing more addictive than the eyes. She walks away… you’re transfixed… …

Snap!! Snap!!... Man! Just die….just do it!

You walk up to the wastepaper bin, tear up the enveloped letter that was behind your back all along, and watch it fall… fall into darkness. The letter itself was blank.

Sunday, January 14, 2007

DragonBall Z - Comes Alive!!!

hey! chek this video out!!
This is for all you Dragonball Z fans!
DBZ is one the best and fastest episodes of anime history...
and i dont think it ever gonna lose its charm!
Now, well bringing this anime to life... tht's a differnt story!
but this here, low budget short film, gives you a primitive glimpse of this new genre!!! Enjoy!!

Thursday, January 4, 2007

2007! Off To A Grand Start

Right! Here we are! Well, this afternoon, Hrushita (quite a jumpy carefree girl of my school) was like “Barath! Why does your blog have to be all serious and stuff?” … and I was at first surprised. “You know you should just basically blabber… people like to read blabber!”. Initially confounded, I did agree in the end… people did like to blabber! So give me a break here, as I blabber to you my new year adventure. Pardon any deviation from the blabberation grammer, I do it best on my exams though!

So 2007 is finally here!...and I’m like “Whoohoo… another goddamn year!”, as if any year is gonna make a big difference. Apparently this one is!… the “Board” exams as they call it, makes every 12th grade student wince and cringe. Two more months left to go… and I’m like blank? (well it sure feels like it!)… Oh! And more unfortunate, I’m leaving school!! …so I thought what’s the use of celebration anyway!....

Finally, I guess I did celebrate!>.. in quite a different manner this year.. I went to JavaGreen, a simple cafĂ© with more than just coffee. About six months back, I’d written a post on my friends Priya and Arun who made their first steps to stardom as they sang and played modest songs. Well this time they were back and better with a whole new avatar… their band Dhwani! with guest appearance drummer Paul!


They had quite fun in carnatic fusion, and had the audience in rapture as they caressed them in melody. Priya, as usual, wonderful singer… (hey! she love's to do it, so she does it good), sang beautiful pieces of english and hindi. I had gone there with Bhargavi, another 'singing sensation', and she and Priya had the crowd clapping their lungs out. Arun, once again totally sexy on the guitar… had learnt quite a few new tricks with the strings! Whoa baby! And so was Paul … the beats got you pumpin!! Some guys from the audience, so damn enthusiastic… sang along, and this one guy, Benny… you gotta listen to him to believe it!
Yea, four hours go by just like that, as you just can’t stop listening to them. So yea I would totally consider this one of the best new year celebrations I’ve had so far in my life!
And well, one thing’s for sure the “Boards” needn’t stop you from having fun with your friends or doing anything you love to do … even if it is just for the heck of it!

2007.. another goddamn year … I think not!!
Happy New Year Y’all !



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