thank GOD its friday.!!

the prayer on every software engineers lips ..apart from being a wallet crunching hang-out on airport road that my gang and i used to frequent it is also something we worn out collies look forward to,something tht adds color to our otherwise sedentary lifestyle... crisp full sleeved shirts, black pants n polished black shoes with matching socks(fuck u etiquettes.!) make way for worn out jeans,sneakers,baggy tracks n t-shirts(XL size-my personal favourite.!) all dusted out from the closet and worn by the fop with great elan.. everywhere u look u see perpetual grins , all for the much awaited feel-good-weekend..!! but i must add its a real pleasure watching ppl go all colourful with their apparels... bright pinks pants, orange t-shirts n red jackets et al would definitely put Govinda to shame..!!

but when i mull over all the hype surrounding the F-Day i think to myself,are we really that worn out by friday.?? do we feel work is excruciating?? well personally NO.. how tired can u get sitting in an AC room on a nicely padded chair.. the only exercise i get is climbing to the first floor n back for our regular chai-meets n then the daily walk to foodcourt OH n the morning run for my cab...this lifestyle does nothin but add few extra pounds, all at the wrong places.sigh.!!
miss college days.. :(

drunk on literature...!

gimme me work..!! im scared my intelligence would get bogged down if i dnt exercise my grey cells..!! and yeah if u laughin at that line its a pity u can't see the finger im holdin,suckers.!!
*alternate career paths flashing before my eyes * :(

ok looks like i've deviated from the topic i had in mind.. in this post i'm gonna share three literary creations tht ve really gripped me... if u guys ve heard abt it or read it before then go do some other work else read on..!

the first one is a four line verse of absolute gibberish..yeah tht's true..if u wondering why gibberish gripped me then u need to hear the way these verses were sung... kavita had it on her cell and played it to us sometime back.. ok picture this.. a small girl in her pink frock who has still not explored the wonders of words n phrases tryin real hard to pronunce words like "smickle-boo-spuckums" .. boy u need to hear it to love it..

Gibberish Something

You're my honey bun, sugarplum, pummy-ummy-umpkin. You're my sweetie pie!
You're my cuppie-cake, gumdrop, smickle-boo-spuckums. You're the apple of my eye!
And i love you so, and i want you to know that i'll always be right here.
And i love to sing theses songs to you because you are so dear.

dunno who wrote this but last heard DJ Rankin did some crazy stuff with it created a superhit (sucker.!!)

the second one is a poem...its witty,whimsical and really really funny in a different way(u'll soon learn why)..! The King's Breakfast,..its amazing how little things from your childhood which are long forgotten and buried in some corner of ur brain can bring a flood of emotions and memories... every time i read this poem i think "fuck am i also this fussy??".. guess i need to ask my mom tht, but a part of me commiserates with the poor king and his simple desire to ve butter with his slice of bread... read on.!!

The King's Breakfast

The King asked
The Queen, and
The Queen asked
The Dairymaid:
"Could we have some butter for
The Royal slice of bread?"
The Queen asked the Dairymaid,
The Dairymaid
Said, "Certainly,
I'll go and tell the cow
Now
Before she goes to bed."

The Dairymaid
She curtsied,
And went and told the Alderney:
"Don't forget the butter for
The Royal slice of bread."

The Alderney said sleepily:
"You'd better tell
His Majesty
That many people nowadays
Like marmalade
Instead."

The Dairymaid
Said "Fancy!"
And went to
Her Majesty.
She curtsied to the Queen, and
She turned a little red:
"Excuse me,
Your Majesty,
For taking of
The liberty,
But marmalade is tasty, if
It's very
Thickly
Spread."

The Queen said
"Oh!"
And went to his Majesty:
"Talking of the butter for
The royal slice of bread,
Many people
Think that
Marmalade
Is nicer.
Would you like to try a little
Marmalade
Instead?"

The King said,
"Bother!"
And then he said,
"Oh, deary me!"
The King sobbed, "Oh, deary me!"
And went back to bed.
"Nobody,"
He whimpered,
"Could call me
A fussy man;
I only want
A little bit
Of butter for
My bread!"

The Queen said,
"There, there!"
And went to
The Dairymaid.
The Dairymaid
Said, "There, there!"
And went to the shed.
The cow said,
"There, there!
I didn't really
Mean it;
Here's milk for his porringer
And butter for his bread."

The queen took the butter
And brought it to
His Majesty.
The King said
"Butter, eh?"
And bounced out of bed.
"Nobody," he said,
As he kissed her
Tenderly,
"Nobody," he said,
As he slid down
The banisters,
"Nobody,
My darling,
Could call me
A fussy man -
BUT
I do like a little bit of butter to my bread!" (amazing in'it..!!)

the third one is something close to my heart..oh no dnt get me wrong its not a romantic,mushy letter written by Mr.Romeo(there is vacancy in that department..), but a book.. The Kite Runner by Khalid Hosseini... man he is so darn cute.! for those of you who havn't had the pleasure of holdin this book and devouring its beautiful content, its an astounding story of a little boy,his perfidy and then his repurchase..Amir the main protagonist is a wealthy Pashtun from Afghanistan who is haunted by the guilt of betraying his childhood friend Hassan..it gives a great insight into the lives of ppl living in this war torn country before and after Taliban came into regime.. everything else u read after reading this book seems bland(i ve read this book 3 times.. every single line and every single page.!). Khalid has the most poetic,mesmerizing writing style that lot of authors lack these days..!can't wait for his next book "A Thousand Splendid Suns"...you the best in the literary world.!!

chomp with the code chimps..!!

planned,postponed,re-planned and finally executed on the 26th of March... Team Dinner.!
the who's who of R&D were invited for this dinner...except yours truly..!! yeah our Technical Director forgot to add my name to the mailing list.. hiding my shame(actually couldn't let go of betti otta.!!) i pointed out the "mistake" which was kindly obliged.!
all settled we vroomed off to the venue.. Coconut Groove (things with a pinch of malluness...I LIKE, I LIKE)...the waiters were dressed in mundu veshtie and the notes of pooram filled the air... there were 20 code-coolies and 3 mamu's.. i was the only one with DOMAIN Knowledge..i say tht cos CG is an authentic mallu resturant and ppl didn't know wht olathiyathde and vathichade meant..so till the order was placed i was the one rambling away to glory.."so ann u think this will go well with rice??"..."does this dish contain coconut..??" oh boy i was cloud no.9... it was one of those awe defining moment..! Mr.PM,Mr.TM,Mr.GM i might not deliver a super-duper piece of code but i tower over you guys in this territory...my culinary skills are something im really proud of.."cooking is like making love,it should be entered into with gay abandon or not at all" ;)..since im good in the former,the latter will be a mere cake walk..*erotic grin*.. the orders are placed and then begins the wait..i sit staring at ppl cos i ve nothing substantial to say..sigh.!!

SCENE::
Mr.K (mamu who was paying for the oota)... "so u think india played a good game ..?"
Code-Coolies.. "oh i think they ought to....", "but with this batting line up...".. all conversations muffled by the excited code collie sittin on ur right,left,front.. to be honest ppl where tryin hard to outsmart the other..
Your's Truly(conversations with iSelf).. actually they ve added extra ginger in this kozhi curry.. but wht the heck it's free..!

Mr.K... "the traffic in b'lore is quiet bad,they should put up heli-pads all over the city so tht ppl can commute faster.."
Code-Coolies..."the roads need to be..." "if u look at the infrastructure of h'bad....."
Your's Truly... chomp,chomp,chomp.. could u pass me tht stew..!

we chomped away over some mundane topics.. the bill was settled (9020 bucks.. phew..!!) and we all called it a day... sumant dropped me back home...
as i lay on my bed listening to my fan twirling i thought ,man im blessed to ve friends with whom i can ve really animated conversations... sharing a non-veg joke to bitching to pulling someone's leg for some stupid reason... sheer joy,sheer joy..! never again will i complain.. the food at our food-court might not be the best thing out of the cooks hands but all the fun we ve duly compensates for it.. love ya othala gang.! :)

discover some faggots::lights, camera, action::distribute it to the masses ==movie business

an idle day with idle thoughts...sigh.!!
as i rambled to the upper floor for our regular chai-meet i thought abt wht i would write in my blog today..i had discovered the joys of blogging two days back... sheer frustration n absolutely nothing to do drove me to test if there was a creative side in me.!
Mr.PM if u stumble upon this post i would like to convey tht if u dnt give me work this devil's workshop will churn out blog after blog after blog..!! *devilish grin*

between sips of sweet boost the topic of discussion turned into the film industry..! Mr.Othala (rightly christened for his discovery of the exquisite joys of idleness..!!) came up with a theory that all movies produced in south india came under the general tag of "tollywood"...curiosity took the better of me n i decided to do some research n then write abt the world of movies!

Hollywood..!!
now this is a place where ppl believe in the saying "there's no business like sex business".. it was formed by a couple of dudeh's with a passion for lens n acting who like really wanted to freak out..every year depending on how good u are with ur "job" , a conniving actor gets some strange phallic statue of some macha called Oscar..!!
this strange place Hollywood is actually a district in California(i swear i dint know tht.!) and its often used as a metonym for the American film industry(read land of suckers ,but johnny depp i love u.!!)..! boy that was trivia..!
Facts::the popular etymology is tht the name Hollywood traces to the ample stands of holly tht covers the hillsides every winter.!

Bollywood..!!
cross the oceans n u reach a magical land of rubbish yentartainment...the movies are really good yaar..! n the kuddi's are also soo kweel yaar..!
a land of actors with bleached skin n fake american accent who are "like" so cute n "like" so sexy..! to enter into this forbidden land u need to ve a khan or kapoor after your name(clannish faggots.!)..it helps if u are fair-skinned,muscular,balls to prance around in bare minimum in the swiss alphs (wonder why they all dnt die of pneumonia) .. oh n did i mention fair-skinned.!
Facts:: the name is actually a portmanteau of Bombay and Hollywood..! most of the films are said to be funded by the underworld..wow.!!

Kollywood..!!
ok no more mudslinging..! the movies produced down south are the ones i truly enjoy..Bolly/Holly u guys really suck.!!
Kollywood is the Tamil industry.. its a conflation of kodambakkam n hollywood.. kodambakkam is a highly developed place in TN..all major film studios n residences of famour actors adorn the streets...the one thing i truly enjoy abt tamil movies is the music..ultimate dik-chak-dik-chak songs.. A.R.Rehman u are GOD..! there's nobody on this earth like thee..!

Tollywood..!!
the telgu film industry..no points for guessing how the name was formed..!
havn't watched telgu movies but those cheap goons always create a superhit outta dubbed movies..! so if u've enjoyed a tamil or mallu movie u can bet ur bottoms dollar tht tollywood has already re-maked it.!

Mollywood..!!
I LIKE.. I LIKE..i saved the best for the last.! period from late 1980's-early 1990's was the golden age of malayalam cinema..movies dealing with everyday life with a lucid narration of plot, intermingling with humor and meladealing...wah-wah.! boy those are the movies i enjoy even today..i fall short of words when i ve to describe some of the pictures(as said in mallu land.!)..
enakye ethonam ishatpetta cinemaas manichitratal,chinthavishtayalla shamala pennae ella mohanlal cinemas..!!!!

"a matter of life and death".. so they sang,the "monsters of the rock"

"its the first time they performing in India dudeh.!"
"they air freighting 20 tonnes of equipment"
"once in a lifetime opportunity macha, don't u dare miss it."


i succumbed to all those n finally decided to head bang with the rock crazy fans of b'lore city and boy did we screw our necks as they belted out there terrifying numbers..!!

it was my "maiden" concert n skepticism was running high.."be careful ann ppl go there doped..!" ,"anything can happen"... hiding behind my fears i jumped behind jagan's bike and zoomed away to the venue.. on our way we bumped into koti n eshan(who flew down from mumbai n spend more money on air tickets then the passes.!)..as we approached malleshwaram my fears turned true before my eyes..there were swarms of dopey-eyed college kids in black t-shirts(eternal color of death metal) sculling downs bottles of the sacred drink(vijay mallya hail thee) or rather "preparing" themselves for the show.Indignation,pity,remorse..i had to conceive my emotions.

we reached the venue well ahead of time but realised we were rather late by concert standards...black, black everywhere and lotsa drops to drink..they were doing it everywhere .. behind trees,inside cars and on the streets. we were frisked at the gates but the utter lack of security was revealed by the amount of ciggie smoke going up inside the arena... ppl were smoking left right n center and i couldn't but wonder how could the security guards create a folly so many fuckin times...

the indian denizens(parikrama) opened the show which was well received..i was amazed to hear ppl singing along with them,which meant to say they were more famous then i thought..n then entered lauren harris(steve harris's betti).. boy the fingers that went up were a joy to watch..she belted out around 6 songs but her voice was drowned in the "fuck u" sung by the impatient audience..drugs were making the rounds n ppl were doing it without any quelling... man i did rub my eyes in disbelief.!!

finally the group that was christened after the medieval torture device descended on stage and all hell broke loose...the sound of the drug infused fans cheering turned me deaf(well that was the calm before the storm)..n i thought to myself "gosh they are real"...my subconscious mind failed to register the fact that dudeh's n dudette's you see and worship on TV actually live like you but with extra pearls around there neck...they sang songs that sounded gibberish to me but the feel of it was outta this world..the loud-wild music,the crazy backdrops(skeletons galore),mascot eddie parading across the stage, head banging fans et al.! this will forever be etched in my memory..i could call it a day but not yet.. we were hungry with a capital H..after haggling for 10 min over where to satisfy our growling stomachs we finally zoomed towards paramount...we reached there to be confronted by the same fans we fought with for space back in palace grounds..the place was packed with not an inch left for a fly..aching backs n necks,sore legs(we stood for 8 straight hours.!!) and memories of a blaring night mingled with butter chicken n kababs brought an end to an eventful day..lying on my bed with the evening prayer on my lips i heard my self sing "hallowed be thy name" (was that meant for jesus or iron maiden i dnt know.!!)...