Just in case the world ends in 2012

The more i think about it, the more iam convinced that the world is ending in 2012. No matter how hard we try to save it, this is it, Zilch, games up. so here is my bucket list

1. Have a meaningful relationship with a phirangiinii (ahhhh the paradox).
2. Learn acting and act in a play.
3. Make wine at home.
4. Get stoned.
5. Get super stoned.
6. Get super super stoned. And design clothes.
7. Learn to play drums and join a rock band.
8. Come up with a million dollar idea to destroy the earth faster.
9. Learn swimming, just in case if the world decides to drown itself, i can swim to mars
10. Fly an aeroplane. And Understand the meaning of life.

I'M IMPRESSED

Fabric painting and Idea by ME!!!
p.s. The Hand Impression is mine, hence the Tshirt is impressed by me :D .... get it!!!!

Total Sum

No one gets the perfect deal, except say Pringles, they are diced, salted and stacked exactly like the one next to it.

Married people want kids, people with kids want car, people with cars want Bungalows, people with Bungalows want vacation property in Hawaii, and i want to own a private island. We compare, try to dice ourselves, try salt ourselves, and still we are never like the guy next door. Why even try?

The total sum of the world never changes, there is a looser and there is a winner but the sum doesnt change, everytime you make 10bucks, there is some guy somewhere loosing 10bucks. But what if i banish myself to a private island, and decide not to trade with the world, i grow my own food, spin my clothes and become a recluse. Iam not making 10bucks, so someone is not going to loose his 10bucks, am i making someone rich by not making money? or will the world find a way to pluck the 10buck from the poor bugger inspite of me.

Everytime i see the body stack around me, everyone "seems" to have a better deal then me? Life is a game of poker, everybody puts up a great show, inspite of what they are dealt. And why should i be any different?

Back to the future

Yday was a nostalgia drive back to the place I had spent 3 years, and returning back I felt nothing had changed, except me. For starters, spencer plaza looked like an old crumbling building rather then the most happening place in Chennai. And only two major retailers :O, in a mall, that I assumed was India’s biggest, even pizza hut dint taste right.

In Chennai the auto meters are unheard off, and 150rupees has no value in auto language, I took an auto from Mount Road to T-Nagar for 60bucks, but then that was caz my bro had warned me, otherwise after asking those four or five autos I would have thought 150 was the norm.

And then T-nagar, it managed to put off a hardnosed shopaholic like me, I was planning on going to Pothys, but then even pothy’s was overflowing with Diwali shoppers. Damn all the money I would have saved if I was in Chennai, sri-shopping=fortunate.

City center was a surprise, but then the food court was terrible.

Not everything was stale, the beach was awesome as always. My sister, after playing in the waves for a while, was wondering aloud, how big and forceful Tsunami waves would have been, but then stopped when mom asked her to shut up. Well after that sis dear maintained a respectful distant from the big waves. And what are the odds this(Tsunami hits Samoas) hppnd this morning. Life is a million chances.

Dinner was in Green Park, Vadapalani, treat from bro, inferences

1. My mom is an awesome cook

2. Chennai folks have a terrible dressing sense

Before you start screaming, here is the thing, I was in Chennai for 3years, before moving to blore, and I have been to the right places, and seen lots of people. The best the girls can do is Westside kurtas and terrible fitting jeans. And the guys, god knows what they wear. Back then when I couldn’t afford a Westside Kurta I thought they rocked, but now that I know what money can buy, I would prefer a W-kurta or atleast something which isn’t worn by the whole college. Gosh I saw lots of them wearing full length skirts in crushed material, and horrendously weird T-shirts. Chennai definitely makes you feel at home, if you dint know about cothes, food or mad-spending.

Thanks to blore, iam not wearing the same Westside kurta, that every so-called-happening third person is wearing in Chennai. But thanks to blore iam living on my credit card :(

The blues....

My perfect day would be get up and start walking to the closest mall, and keep walking until i find that perfect jean and that rare book that is going to make reality tolerable. And strictly no food inbetween the walks.

Spent the better part of Sunday walking in Landmark. The philosophy section was cluttered with Paulo Coelho, give me a break Mario Puzo has more philosophy in any given page then Paulo Coelho in a full book. I for unknown reason whole heartedly hate Paulo Coelho.

Flipped thru some of the works by indian writers, do they have to be so brooding and pessimistic.

Dan Brown's new book is out, paperback was not available, somehow the prospect of reading a Dan Brown scares me, what will happen if i dont like it? I have run out Micheal Crichton, Mario Puzo and James A. Michener, now if Dan brown spins the same tale on a different wand, i might stop reading fictions altogether, there is nothing more to look forward in that department...

I think writers from the 80's are simply grand, Take the instance of Dan Brown, he spins the same story in 10 different flavours, been reading Orhan Pamuk's Snow for almost a year, its so deary and dull that i cannot stick to it for more than 2hours, then "Vernon God little", "Theft a love story", all prize winners, were awesome, but it makes you a pshycho too.

Bought a old faithful, Joseph Heller's No Laughing matter, started reading on Monday morning, finished on Monday evening and content about the 300bucks well spent.

Lately i have been scared that iam running out of options, i dont find books that iam dying to read anymore, recently picked up D.H.Lawrence's Women in Love, wat a waste of paper.

In music department its even worse, i have listened to the all the manifestation of rock, except the heavy-heavy-metal and iam running out of bands to listen to... Right now, my top three favourites are...
1. Led Zeppelin - Stairway to Heaven
2. Eagles - Hotel California
3. Beatles - While My Guitar Gently Weeps
And obviously no other song can compete with them, thats the problem, the higher you raise the standard, the more vacant the slot becomes.

simblyyy awesome

The best thing that hppnd to me....