The other day a friend complained that this blog spoke very little about me. That's a first. There's a tag i got on FB. Here it is :
1. I recently discovered the true meaning of my first name in a book, which is “someone who’s considerate”. I’ll say as much about myself.
2. Only 5 out of the 25 I’ve tagged call me Sudhir.
3. Was madly in love with music. Our love-hate relationship has survived over 7 years.
4. I love reading. Anything that comes my way.
5. Love talking about movies, comics, graphic novels, cricket, history, travel, err…women (still trying to figure this one)!
6. I love writing, do it for myself.
7. The best pieces I’ve written are letters and notes to friends.
8. I love food. I love culture. I love immersing in both.
9. I was born non-vegetarian. Now a vegetarian by choice.
10. I hate the idea of religion. I love the idea of spirituality.
11. I love my Independence.
12. My ideas on politics are my own.
13. My earliest memory as a kid is sitting on the floor with my Ferarri GTB and Dad’s Atlas(some 1960s edition). And then visiting a new country every day. From Ceylon, to Siam, to Singapore, to Hong Kong, to LA, to NY, to London, to Venice, to Cairo, to Dubai, and then back to Bombay.
14. I love sitting with my clip-board, pen and paper, and then think.
15. I hate my hair; I’d rather shave it off.
16. I love Perfumes. Davidoff Echo is a must!
17. I love dreaming. As an engineering student, I’d dreamt of advertising and of becoming a freelance writer. As a copywriter, and after a stint of freelance writing, I continue to dream.
18. I enjoy my space. I grant people their space and expect those people to do the same to me.
19. I have an obsession for organizing the folders on my system.
20. Ever since I’ve stayed away from home, I’ve valued friendship. And I must say I’ve been very fortunate to tag 25 people for this post.
21. Staying in touch with the people who mean the most to you should never be an obligation. It is a pleasure, which should be savoured.
22. I think between the best of friends, silence communicates more than words do.
23. Quizzing is a passion. It continues to open my eyes.
24. I want to master writing, in Hindi and Urdu.
25. I’ve been struggling to write a song. Poetry seems simpler.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Just for Pix!
Here's a tag from Sam. Who got me onto this one with 'a-not-so-kind' reminder not so long ago.He he! I cannot get down to working without a deadline, or a reminder of the 'not-so-kind' kinds. Apologies, Sam!
Here's the dope. Upload the sixth pic from your sixth photo folder. Yep, it took me a while to figure this one. So here it is.
This was my first attempt at bird photography. And I must admit, since this photo was taken two years back, I've made little progress at either, finding birds {That's an honest pun! And it is targeted at one of the readers!(wink!) The other 9 may kindly ignore this one!} or photography. So this one happens to be special, because I actually woke at 5 in the morning(can you believe it?), and drove all the way to KBR Park and then shot this one. It didn't come out as well as I thought it would. I mean it was difficult adjusting my lens and inching closer to the Peacock, through a little pathway that was beset on all sides by thorny shrubs, without alarming it. I could tell you a lot more but then that would take the word-count to 1223. That’s also including the picture. Don’t you agree? :D
Here’s tagging Perf, Kida, and everyone else willing to be a sport!
Here's the dope. Upload the sixth pic from your sixth photo folder. Yep, it took me a while to figure this one. So here it is.
This was my first attempt at bird photography. And I must admit, since this photo was taken two years back, I've made little progress at either, finding birds {That's an honest pun! And it is targeted at one of the readers!(wink!) The other 9 may kindly ignore this one!} or photography. So this one happens to be special, because I actually woke at 5 in the morning(can you believe it?), and drove all the way to KBR Park and then shot this one. It didn't come out as well as I thought it would. I mean it was difficult adjusting my lens and inching closer to the Peacock, through a little pathway that was beset on all sides by thorny shrubs, without alarming it. I could tell you a lot more but then that would take the word-count to 1223. That’s also including the picture. Don’t you agree? :D
Here’s tagging Perf, Kida, and everyone else willing to be a sport!
Friday, February 20, 2009
Pursuit Of Happiness
Here's a poem which was one of my favourites in school. It's called "The Character of a Happy Life" by Henry Wotton. Living today, and being consumed by consumerist lifestyles, I thought this was a poem worth revisiting.
Thanks Sam, for the nostalgia.
How happy is he born or taught,
That serveth not another's will;
Whose armour is his honest thought,
And simple truth his highest skill;
Whose passions not his masters are;
Whose soul is still prepar'd for death
Untied unto the world with care
Of princes' grace or vulgar breath;
Who envies none whom chance doth raise,
Or vice; who never understood
The deepest wounds are given by praise,
By rule of state, but not of good;
Who hath his life from rumours freed;
Whose conscience is his strong retreat;
Whose state can neither flatterers feed,
Nor ruins make accusers great;
Who God doth late and early pray,
More of his grace than goods to send,
And entertains the harmless day
With a well-chosen book or friend.
This man is free from servile bands
Of hope to rise or fear to fall;
Lord of himself, though not of lands;
And having nothing, yet hath all.
Thanks Sam, for the nostalgia.
How happy is he born or taught,
That serveth not another's will;
Whose armour is his honest thought,
And simple truth his highest skill;
Whose passions not his masters are;
Whose soul is still prepar'd for death
Untied unto the world with care
Of princes' grace or vulgar breath;
Who envies none whom chance doth raise,
Or vice; who never understood
The deepest wounds are given by praise,
By rule of state, but not of good;
Who hath his life from rumours freed;
Whose conscience is his strong retreat;
Whose state can neither flatterers feed,
Nor ruins make accusers great;
Who God doth late and early pray,
More of his grace than goods to send,
And entertains the harmless day
With a well-chosen book or friend.
This man is free from servile bands
Of hope to rise or fear to fall;
Lord of himself, though not of lands;
And having nothing, yet hath all.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Ratan says Tata to Dhamra: Yes, he can!
The Olive Ridley Turtle lovers can heave a sigh of relief. Mr. Ratan Tata has agreed to discuss the matter and reconsider the Company's decision to construct a port at Dhamra, Orissa. Here are my congratulations to Greenpeace, for the perseverance and commitment to fight for the survival of an endangered species - the Olive Ridley Turtles. Wishing you success in this endeavour. Amen!
Monday, February 9, 2009
Geek and Latin
Mike: huummm
interesting status!
“Platonic Love”!
:)
Rob: :) yea..suddenly i felt this dire need to have one myself
Mike: aaahhh!
:)
loving thy room-mate?
:D
Rob: no man! single n straight, in every sense of the word
Mike: haha ha ha!
Rob: :D
Mike: juuust kiddin man!
Rob: hehe...ofcourse :D
Mike: well i was playing on "platonic relationship!!
i seem to have too many of those,
Rob: hehe...me too
Mike: but never heard for platonic love??
:)
is it like saying...
" i love her, but i'm not in love with her?"
:D
or "I love her, but she says we're just friends"
Rob: :D
this word love, one of the darkest words in english
..can really screw up things with the kind of meanings it can have
... comes a close second to fuck i guess
Mike: :P
no dude!!
I understand a fuck much better than i understand love...
Rob: hahahaha...
Mike: in any figure of speech!
:)
So i'll settle for a fuck any day!
:D
ROTFL
Rob: :D
but then it's really hard to find a fuck
for the sake of a fuck only...i'm yet to find one
that’s where love comes in handy :D
Mike: but then it's tougher to find true love than it is to find a true fuck!
:D
Rob: but a good fuck is tougher to fake than love
Mike: even if you love the idea of being in love!
Rob: yeaa
Mike: dude!!
Rob: hehe
Mike: haven't you heard this one
a woman can fake an orgasm to enjoy a relationship
a man can fake a relationship to enjoy an orgasm
:D
Rob: :D
that's what i said...
my fundas are right there in place :D
just that i suck at practicals
Mike: ha ha ha!
see, we gotta go beyond the books man!
:)
Rob: yea man...wish i cud "suck" better
Mike : oh man!
that one liner sucked!
:)
Rob: :D
Mike: see you are on it already!
you sure suck more than you fuck!
:)
ha ha ha ha!
Rob: ahahahahha
:D
Mike: all in jest man!
:)
This conversation was totally off the record
Rob: ROTFL,
Mike: speaking of which,
do you know how the phrase off the record was introduced?
Rob: no, temme.
Mike: in one interview
the president FDR
spoke to a journalist,
and said something which was to be in confidence
so he said
Rob: achcha
Mike: "this part of the interview is off the record"
ironically
that quote got published
Rob: ohhh :)
Mike: and we were introduced to the phrase
:)
Rob: :) thats cool...
ek reporting error and we get a new phrase
cool
Mike: lol!!
that's the world of american sensationalism to you...
:)
Anyway, this conversation never happened...
Rob: yea.. it’s a figment of pure imagination..
Mike: I just had this conversation with my schizophrenic "other" half!
:D
Rob: :D haha..that dark evil hypersexual side of you...
Mike: dude!!!
just imagine!!!
Rob: man, the world needs it :D or to say at least half the world needs it
Mike: if you were schizophrenic,
and your imaginary side was of the opposite sex?
:P
Rob: hahaha...
Mike: than the phrase "mental masturbation" would be tantamount to being in a relationship right?
:D
Rob: :D
Mike: ha ha ha ha!
man!
Rob: and in no time u ll be pregnant with great ideas
Mike: oh yes,
you'll get mind-fucked
:D
and fill the world with your brain children!
Rob: hahaha
and imagine...ur schizophrenic identities mutating into children
oh man! yea
haha
Mike: oh fuck!!
that's crazy man...
Rob:: hahaha
Mike: i wont know if my brain children have taken on "mom"
or "dad"
:)
Rob: haha
but then u wont even know who’s dad and who’s mom..and who’s the child for that matter
that ll be fun
Mike: oh fuck!!
already, we have an idea that's orphaned
:)
Rob: :D
hahaha
gosh...even a mental asylum wont take him in...that s sad
Mike: yea man...
Rob: I’m already feeling sad
Mike: he'll have an identity crisis
during admission
Rob: donno how she ll feel...she s more emotional u see
Mike: :D
Rob: :D
Mike: I wonder what the in-laws will say!!
Rob: my precious is whom I’m talking abt
in-laws are also in there too!!
Mike: shit man!! it's really getting crowded up there...
Rob: hahahaha
Mike: from "mind copulation" to "mind population"
:D
Rob: :D hahahaha
Mike: rotfl
Warning: If you’ve read this far, this warning is surely meant for you.
This is the story of a Schizophrenic gtalker. He’s a nondescript employee of an MNC, who has had no friends. And he’s done little to change that. He’s addicted to the internet and that is his only interface to the world that lies outside his body. Out of sheer boredom and loneliness, he created another gmail account for himself one day, and has been entertaining himself eversince.
Every word that you’ve read in this psychotic post is another precious second taken away from you. So what are you waiting for? Is there a moral here, in this immoral piece of filth. Shut down your PC, turn off the light and the fan before global warming beats you to it. Get out of your apartment. Go for a jog. Meet somebody (anybody if you too shy) of the opposite sex (Ok! same sex, to be politically correct). Go shopping. Go eat some sugar candy. Go help somebody cross the road. Go open the door for a senior citizen. Go stop a fight. Or get involved in one. Just prove to yourself that you do more than just exist. Just realize that you are more than just an infinitesimal fibre in the cog of a wheel called Mankind. In short, GET A LIFE! GO!!!
interesting status!
“Platonic Love”!
:)
Rob: :) yea..suddenly i felt this dire need to have one myself
Mike: aaahhh!
:)
loving thy room-mate?
:D
Rob: no man! single n straight, in every sense of the word
Mike: haha ha ha!
Rob: :D
Mike: juuust kiddin man!
Rob: hehe...ofcourse :D
Mike: well i was playing on "platonic relationship!!
i seem to have too many of those,
Rob: hehe...me too
Mike: but never heard for platonic love??
:)
is it like saying...
" i love her, but i'm not in love with her?"
:D
or "I love her, but she says we're just friends"
Rob: :D
this word love, one of the darkest words in english
..can really screw up things with the kind of meanings it can have
... comes a close second to fuck i guess
Mike: :P
no dude!!
I understand a fuck much better than i understand love...
Rob: hahahaha...
Mike: in any figure of speech!
:)
So i'll settle for a fuck any day!
:D
ROTFL
Rob: :D
but then it's really hard to find a fuck
for the sake of a fuck only...i'm yet to find one
that’s where love comes in handy :D
Mike: but then it's tougher to find true love than it is to find a true fuck!
:D
Rob: but a good fuck is tougher to fake than love
Mike: even if you love the idea of being in love!
Rob: yeaa
Mike: dude!!
Rob: hehe
Mike: haven't you heard this one
a woman can fake an orgasm to enjoy a relationship
a man can fake a relationship to enjoy an orgasm
:D
Rob: :D
that's what i said...
my fundas are right there in place :D
just that i suck at practicals
Mike: ha ha ha!
see, we gotta go beyond the books man!
:)
Rob: yea man...wish i cud "suck" better
Mike : oh man!
that one liner sucked!
:)
Rob: :D
Mike: see you are on it already!
you sure suck more than you fuck!
:)
ha ha ha ha!
Rob: ahahahahha
:D
Mike: all in jest man!
:)
This conversation was totally off the record
Rob: ROTFL,
Mike: speaking of which,
do you know how the phrase off the record was introduced?
Rob: no, temme.
Mike: in one interview
the president FDR
spoke to a journalist,
and said something which was to be in confidence
so he said
Rob: achcha
Mike: "this part of the interview is off the record"
ironically
that quote got published
Rob: ohhh :)
Mike: and we were introduced to the phrase
:)
Rob: :) thats cool...
ek reporting error and we get a new phrase
cool
Mike: lol!!
that's the world of american sensationalism to you...
:)
Anyway, this conversation never happened...
Rob: yea.. it’s a figment of pure imagination..
Mike: I just had this conversation with my schizophrenic "other" half!
:D
Rob: :D haha..that dark evil hypersexual side of you...
Mike: dude!!!
just imagine!!!
Rob: man, the world needs it :D or to say at least half the world needs it
Mike: if you were schizophrenic,
and your imaginary side was of the opposite sex?
:P
Rob: hahaha...
Mike: than the phrase "mental masturbation" would be tantamount to being in a relationship right?
:D
Rob: :D
Mike: ha ha ha ha!
man!
Rob: and in no time u ll be pregnant with great ideas
Mike: oh yes,
you'll get mind-fucked
:D
and fill the world with your brain children!
Rob: hahaha
and imagine...ur schizophrenic identities mutating into children
oh man! yea
haha
Mike: oh fuck!!
that's crazy man...
Rob:: hahaha
Mike: i wont know if my brain children have taken on "mom"
or "dad"
:)
Rob: haha
but then u wont even know who’s dad and who’s mom..and who’s the child for that matter
that ll be fun
Mike: oh fuck!!
already, we have an idea that's orphaned
:)
Rob: :D
hahaha
gosh...even a mental asylum wont take him in...that s sad
Mike: yea man...
Rob: I’m already feeling sad
Mike: he'll have an identity crisis
during admission
Rob: donno how she ll feel...she s more emotional u see
Mike: :D
Rob: :D
Mike: I wonder what the in-laws will say!!
Rob: my precious is whom I’m talking abt
in-laws are also in there too!!
Mike: shit man!! it's really getting crowded up there...
Rob: hahahaha
Mike: from "mind copulation" to "mind population"
:D
Rob: :D hahahaha
Mike: rotfl
Warning: If you’ve read this far, this warning is surely meant for you.
This is the story of a Schizophrenic gtalker. He’s a nondescript employee of an MNC, who has had no friends. And he’s done little to change that. He’s addicted to the internet and that is his only interface to the world that lies outside his body. Out of sheer boredom and loneliness, he created another gmail account for himself one day, and has been entertaining himself eversince.
Every word that you’ve read in this psychotic post is another precious second taken away from you. So what are you waiting for? Is there a moral here, in this immoral piece of filth. Shut down your PC, turn off the light and the fan before global warming beats you to it. Get out of your apartment. Go for a jog. Meet somebody (anybody if you too shy) of the opposite sex (Ok! same sex, to be politically correct). Go shopping. Go eat some sugar candy. Go help somebody cross the road. Go open the door for a senior citizen. Go stop a fight. Or get involved in one. Just prove to yourself that you do more than just exist. Just realize that you are more than just an infinitesimal fibre in the cog of a wheel called Mankind. In short, GET A LIFE! GO!!!
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