I know I should have been using Latex but I didnt really have the time to do so neither did my advisor much fancy it ...
Then I thought what the heck if word screws up on me I can use openoffice but naaah ... openoffice is still not the preferred one by my advisor. So here I am instead of punching out the 3rd draft trying to figure out what the heck is the deal with word and these self setting fonts.
Damn Im just forced to use one pc now and there as well Word just changes the font on its own bloddy whim. Somebody tell Bill Gates, that softwares a messed up peice of sh*t.
The purpose of writing is to inflate weak ideas, obscure pure reasoning and inhibit clarity. With a little practice, writing can be intimidating and impenetrable fog! ------ Calvin
Sunday, April 23, 2006
Random^n
There was once a time...
When the smiles were real
Tears could moisten lotusses
There was once a time...
When the sunset wont stop the ship
Crescents were bright enough
Life sets and brings light
to the real and the dark
And the full moon
brings out the beast.
When the smiles were real
Tears could moisten lotusses
There was once a time...
When the sunset wont stop the ship
Crescents were bright enough
Life sets and brings light
to the real and the dark
And the full moon
brings out the beast.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Happy Birthday Dada
Its my Big Bro's Birthday today !!! yay he turns a whole 30 now !!! feel like showing him the friends episode where everyone turns 30......
Sent him a mail yesterday. He called up today. Bechara ussikey Birthday pe this is the 4th or 5th time that he has to call up to get his wishes. And the last few years have been even messier for him. Now he calls up Ma n Bhabhi in India and then he has to call me up here and then he has to call up Bhabhis parents and stuff. Why you ask? well its not like we bunch dont believe in calling people, its just that he happens to be on some ship every this time of the year. Yup tats my bro, sailing his life having fun, missing his family and celebrating his birthdays in oceans with some philipinos.
So he called me today n i cudnt get the first call as I was in the .. yup u guessed it right. Next he calls up and we speak for some time. Yeda that he is... he misses the stupid pens that i gave him on his buddays and the greeting cards that i got for him. Been a real long time since Ive sent him a greeting card. Been a real long time that I've really got to be like I was back home.
Some trivia about my bro.
As seen by the world: Silent, mature, serious, cool, happening (with most of my cousins), trusted by all, Cute, sometimes even hot (a lot of gals used to say this .. god knows where they came from), everyones favorite, hardworking, studious, very tolerant (handles me for life), always being disturbed by me while studying, always being troubled by me, poor soul.
As seen by me: evil, conniving shaana who put up that mask so the world could hate me, not even one bit of what the world thinks of him when its just him and me, always the first one to hit me when alone, always the first one to start up a fight yet convince the world that I started it, got high temper that mysteriously disappears when in front of the world, pure sheer devil at work when with me, and not one bit hot or cute, but yeah tolerates me and loves me.
So here you go dada..... Happy Birthday Dude....
Sent him a mail yesterday. He called up today. Bechara ussikey Birthday pe this is the 4th or 5th time that he has to call up to get his wishes. And the last few years have been even messier for him. Now he calls up Ma n Bhabhi in India and then he has to call me up here and then he has to call up Bhabhis parents and stuff. Why you ask? well its not like we bunch dont believe in calling people, its just that he happens to be on some ship every this time of the year. Yup tats my bro, sailing his life having fun, missing his family and celebrating his birthdays in oceans with some philipinos.
So he called me today n i cudnt get the first call as I was in the .. yup u guessed it right. Next he calls up and we speak for some time. Yeda that he is... he misses the stupid pens that i gave him on his buddays and the greeting cards that i got for him. Been a real long time since Ive sent him a greeting card. Been a real long time that I've really got to be like I was back home.
Some trivia about my bro.
As seen by the world: Silent, mature, serious, cool, happening (with most of my cousins), trusted by all, Cute, sometimes even hot (a lot of gals used to say this .. god knows where they came from), everyones favorite, hardworking, studious, very tolerant (handles me for life), always being disturbed by me while studying, always being troubled by me, poor soul.
As seen by me: evil, conniving shaana who put up that mask so the world could hate me, not even one bit of what the world thinks of him when its just him and me, always the first one to hit me when alone, always the first one to start up a fight yet convince the world that I started it, got high temper that mysteriously disappears when in front of the world, pure sheer devil at work when with me, and not one bit hot or cute, but yeah tolerates me and loves me.
So here you go dada..... Happy Birthday Dude....
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Sunday, April 16, 2006
ha!!
Bono ... step aside ... Ima be the next bono !!!
:D :P how i wish ... was sh*t scared when I was singing to 50 people today...
YEAAAHH baby !!!
I sang ...
I totally screwed up dooba dooba rehta hu .. but thats partly because the piano was playing at a higher volume than the voice and everyone was asking me to change that ... hehehe .. n me no sound engineer...
who am i kidding .. im no singer either .. i shudnt have been on that stage in the first place ... but it seems i do understand my timing of when to sing a song .. just cant remember my lyrics .. can u beat that .. a guy who had no clue of the lyrics singing a song ...
hahaha .. anyways the experience totally kicked ass....
Maruthi ..sang dama dam masst kalandar .. and boy he sure does know his singing...I heard his song and that just brought me up .. I was feeling a lot better..and more confident and well composed....
next song I sang was Pal by KK .. now I dont have no great voice or great talent and I really cant be a good critic of meself :D ... but i think Pal did turn out great..... really nice .. at least to me :P.... mebbe more than a days practice would have really helped .. and a practice with lyrics would have helped even more .. but hey !!! I kicked ass !!!
tell me you.... critic of mine !! how many people do u know .... are foolish enough to go on stage and sing in front of 50 people ....their first singing stint based on a one day practice....
:D :P how i wish ... was sh*t scared when I was singing to 50 people today...
YEAAAHH baby !!!
I sang ...
I totally screwed up dooba dooba rehta hu .. but thats partly because the piano was playing at a higher volume than the voice and everyone was asking me to change that ... hehehe .. n me no sound engineer...
who am i kidding .. im no singer either .. i shudnt have been on that stage in the first place ... but it seems i do understand my timing of when to sing a song .. just cant remember my lyrics .. can u beat that .. a guy who had no clue of the lyrics singing a song ...
hahaha .. anyways the experience totally kicked ass....
Maruthi ..sang dama dam masst kalandar .. and boy he sure does know his singing...I heard his song and that just brought me up .. I was feeling a lot better..and more confident and well composed....
next song I sang was Pal by KK .. now I dont have no great voice or great talent and I really cant be a good critic of meself :D ... but i think Pal did turn out great..... really nice .. at least to me :P.... mebbe more than a days practice would have really helped .. and a practice with lyrics would have helped even more .. but hey !!! I kicked ass !!!
tell me you.... critic of mine !! how many people do u know .... are foolish enough to go on stage and sing in front of 50 people ....their first singing stint based on a one day practice....
Thursday, April 13, 2006
spring makes me wanna walk
Its spring time !! yay .. you know .. ideal weather .. not too hot for a walk .. not too cold for a jacket ... just perfect !!!
been walking home and back these days listening to u2.when I look at the world
awesome feel to the song.. perfect to walk the roads and get lost in your own thoughts...
the girls on campus are making it really cheery for me .. smiles .. skirts .. smiles ... florals ...u2.when i look at the world ...
Now all i need is a s.m. hug...
aah there the sun beckons me again ...
been walking home and back these days listening to u2.when I look at the world
awesome feel to the song.. perfect to walk the roads and get lost in your own thoughts...
the girls on campus are making it really cheery for me .. smiles .. skirts .. smiles ... florals ...u2.when i look at the world ...
Now all i need is a s.m. hug...
aah there the sun beckons me again ...
Monday, April 10, 2006
While My guitar gently weeps-- George Harrison
this guy had me go crazy .....Jake Shimabukuro ... hats off to u crazy jap
Im sure the guys on Abbey road are smiling with content at this amazing rendition
Check out at around 2:40 ... and then tell me he's not great....and ill whack your ass just the same way he does ...
Thursday, April 06, 2006
U2 -- Walk On
And love is not the easy thing
The only baggage you can bring...
And love is not the easy thing...
The only baggage you can bring
Is all that you can't leave behind
And if the darkness is to keep us apart
And if the daylight feels like it's a long way off
And if your glass heart should crack
And for a second you turn back
Oh no, be strong
Walk on, walk on
What you got, they can't steal it
No they can't even feel it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight...
You're packing a suitcase for a place none of us has been
A place that has to be believed to be seen
You could have flown away
A singing bird in an open cage
Who will only fly, only fly for freedom
Walk on, walk on
What you got they can't deny it
Can't sell it or buy it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight
And I know it aches
And your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on, walk on
Home...hard to know what it is if you never had one
Home...I can't say where it is but I know I'm going home
That's where the heart is
I know it aches
How your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on, walk on
Leave it behind
You've got to leave it behind
All that you fashion
All that you make
All that you build
All that you break
All that you measure
All that you steal
All this you can leave behind
All that you reason
All that you sense
All that you speak
All you dress up
All that you scheme...
*dedicated to you. Im gonna miss you this one month real badly. Have your vaction fast n come back.
The only baggage you can bring...
And love is not the easy thing...
The only baggage you can bring
Is all that you can't leave behind
And if the darkness is to keep us apart
And if the daylight feels like it's a long way off
And if your glass heart should crack
And for a second you turn back
Oh no, be strong
Walk on, walk on
What you got, they can't steal it
No they can't even feel it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight...
You're packing a suitcase for a place none of us has been
A place that has to be believed to be seen
You could have flown away
A singing bird in an open cage
Who will only fly, only fly for freedom
Walk on, walk on
What you got they can't deny it
Can't sell it or buy it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight
And I know it aches
And your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on, walk on
Home...hard to know what it is if you never had one
Home...I can't say where it is but I know I'm going home
That's where the heart is
I know it aches
How your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on, walk on
Leave it behind
You've got to leave it behind
All that you fashion
All that you make
All that you build
All that you break
All that you measure
All that you steal
All this you can leave behind
All that you reason
All that you sense
All that you speak
All you dress up
All that you scheme...
*dedicated to you. Im gonna miss you this one month real badly. Have your vaction fast n come back.
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Sh'izzle mah n'izzle
I have to let the world I know know about this.
Ahankara Nagare. Sinhalese dance song, ie. its a srilankan song, based on a punju tune. very catchy tune. sung by Iraj Weraratane and mixed by Ranidu Lankage
Ahankara Nagare. Sinhalese dance song, ie. its a srilankan song, based on a punju tune. very catchy tune. sung by Iraj Weraratane and mixed by Ranidu Lankage
Sunday, March 05, 2006
This blog is dead
Dont ask me why......
* updated
* updated
yello, stupid guy from michigan
the son of a gun
should be shot with a saiga shotgun
by the quick .... quick gun murugan
whadddup with you, man
what's with the crizzap you used to churn
did you have the urge: "run shailen run"
dude, gotta make a u-turn
and come make some
dude, make some bun
honey-bunny hun-bun
why did you y'self shun
see na, you have may nun
little more than human, little less than humane
you are the one and only stupid shailen
guys, except you shailen, come visit my blog
hippy, aka SNOOP DAWGG.
*
thankfully he didnt delete it before I got the idea of copying it and pasting it here.
n hippy ur "machines" just a lame waste of monaay
the son of a gun
should be shot with a saiga shotgun
by the quick .... quick gun murugan
whadddup with you, man
what's with the crizzap you used to churn
did you have the urge: "run shailen run"
dude, gotta make a u-turn
and come make some
dude, make some bun
honey-bunny hun-bun
why did you y'self shun
see na, you have may nun
little more than human, little less than humane
you are the one and only stupid shailen
guys, except you shailen, come visit my blog
hippy, aka SNOOP DAWGG.
*
thankfully he didnt delete it before I got the idea of copying it and pasting it here.
n hippy ur "machines" just a lame waste of monaay
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Origami
this is what we generally think of origami...beautiful paper ..
beautiful folds ...
cool result ....
but I just found out a new meaning to the word something thats gonna change the meaning of the word for a long time to come.
Microsoft Origami .. a new project a PDA, tablet pc, mp3 player .. all in one .. the video .. found here has a real cool sound to it and the ad's like a small story told which meets a completeness in the end. Nice theme, Nice Video, Nice sound...
Im tempted to buy the product .. but its too bulky for an mp3 player .. i definitely cant take it with me for a jog...but for a tablet pc if ever i need to purchase one of those i think this looks promising ...
tomorrows the day the product gets unveiled... keen on hoping its not that big :D....
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
over heard in new york
Teen boy #1: Yo, pu$$y!
Teen boy #2: You just called me a pu$$y?
Teen boy #1: You are what you eat!
--Astor Place
Overheard by: Jenya
Chick #2: Yeah, and if you don't catch one, sorry, you don't graduate.
Chick #1: So then the football team will actually graduate.
Chick #2: The receivers, anyway.
Guy: Really? In the street and stuff?
Girl: Yeah. It's so embarassing.
Guy: Wow. You'll probably end up on that Overheard site.
Teen boy #2: You just called me a pu$$y?
Teen boy #1: You are what you eat!
--Astor Place
Overheard by: Jenya
over heard in new yorkChick #1: The ceremony is so long. They should just throw the diplomas off the stage into the audience.
Chick #2: Yeah, and if you don't catch one, sorry, you don't graduate.
Chick #1: So then the football team will actually graduate.
Chick #2: The receivers, anyway.
--Fordham
Overheard by: Jess McGins
and lastlyGirl: We had this huge fight. It was awful. All the screaming and stuff and public.
Guy: Really? In the street and stuff?
Girl: Yeah. It's so embarassing.
Guy: Wow. You'll probably end up on that Overheard site.
--Madison Square Garden
Overheard by: Waiting in Line
Monday, February 27, 2006
A dream no rather dreams
When I was in India I had a plan ... I had even charted it out....
I wanted to explore the vastness of my country, yes.
To visit and the various regions of my country to explore every possible terrain that is this motherland of me and a million others. I wanted to touch the hearts of those millions, wanted to see how they smile with what they have, wanted to see how they brave the tears and wanted to see how they struggle. I didnt want to stay in a hotel. My plan consisted of hanging out at the stations! You see I had this timetable of the long distance trains in India. Just as a game I would visualise myself on a ride on the konkan express, or the kanyakumari express, the rajdhani or the eastern express. I even charted out an itinerary consisting of which stations to visit which trains to catch from the stations and where next to head towards. My plan involved going down south, then travelling as east as Calcutta( it was so then) and ride the trains via patna to Delhi, from Delhi ride back through Rajasthan and baroda to Bombay.
I used to watch a lot of this series called Amazing Race, its this series that got me wanting to travel my country, learn more about what I have in this country that I can so easily take for granted. I wanted to capture the essence of my motherland in my mind so I can never forget the feeling. I wanted to capture the various sunrises and sunsetsm the dawns and the morning dew in different languages and different meanings, with each having a story of a king, a pauper or a legendary reformer behind it. I wanted to capture it in all its soul in my mind my heart and a camera.
Unfortunately I didnt have the money first, then I didnt get the time, and now Im not in my country. But its a self contention based promissary mental note to myself that I will for one do this.
The thought of money even put me to thinking of coming up with a
How I wish I had taken it seriously with my friends.
Oh why you ask the sudden nostalgia? I happened to come across the blog of Indiauncut and the author's recent visit to Pakistan to follow up and report on the Indian Cricket team. The blog is really stirring and is really What I had dreamt of, like travelling to places and getting in touch with people. He even gets to go the all mighty Khyber Pass. It's really great. His blog and the pictures he has taken and also his style.
On a second note, as to the reason for this nostalgia. Two movies and a song. The first one is the current rave of the youth of India and is an amazing movie with a very interesting theme. The other is/was a rave of the people of India who arent anymore in India and are contemplating going back, this movie though a bit cheesy with a romance line that actually ends with a filmy happy ending was my favorite flick, and my family's most superflous waste of money flick of the year, no prize to guess why (they are in India and I am away). The song by the way is this, a recompilation of an Rabindranath Tagore by AR Rahman with collaboration of many classical artists from India, also known as the national anthem of the Republic of India, its a song that overwhelmed me as I played it yesterday.
Currently listening to Jiya Dhadhak Dhadhak by Rahat Fateh Ali Khan... wandering in my mind through the unknown streets of Des wishing I was Bono.
As I sleep a country awakens....( its just a thought .. no revolutionary speech this)
I wanted to explore the vastness of my country, yes.
To visit and the various regions of my country to explore every possible terrain that is this motherland of me and a million others. I wanted to touch the hearts of those millions, wanted to see how they smile with what they have, wanted to see how they brave the tears and wanted to see how they struggle. I didnt want to stay in a hotel. My plan consisted of hanging out at the stations! You see I had this timetable of the long distance trains in India. Just as a game I would visualise myself on a ride on the konkan express, or the kanyakumari express, the rajdhani or the eastern express. I even charted out an itinerary consisting of which stations to visit which trains to catch from the stations and where next to head towards. My plan involved going down south, then travelling as east as Calcutta( it was so then) and ride the trains via patna to Delhi, from Delhi ride back through Rajasthan and baroda to Bombay.
I used to watch a lot of this series called Amazing Race, its this series that got me wanting to travel my country, learn more about what I have in this country that I can so easily take for granted. I wanted to capture the essence of my motherland in my mind so I can never forget the feeling. I wanted to capture the various sunrises and sunsetsm the dawns and the morning dew in different languages and different meanings, with each having a story of a king, a pauper or a legendary reformer behind it. I wanted to capture it in all its soul in my mind my heart and a camera.
Unfortunately I didnt have the money first, then I didnt get the time, and now Im not in my country. But its a self contention based promissary mental note to myself that I will for one do this.
The thought of money even put me to thinking of coming up with a
unique series of my own.I visualized a singing contest based on the theme of nationality and peace between India and Pakistan. A train trip contest wherein groups, bands and music artists of regions and areas that I would visit would perform their songs and their music on the base of this theme, with every region having its own winner who will later on come on a national front. The theme would be extended to pakistan and the overall contest winner would be be able to perform at a national day for a peace concert. This theme contest of mine got partially fulfilled, not even remotely closely by me or any of my relatives, but by the people at channel [V] in the form of other programmes such as Popstars, V- Independence Rail, etc.
How I wish I had taken it seriously with my friends.
Oh why you ask the sudden nostalgia? I happened to come across the blog of Indiauncut and the author's recent visit to Pakistan to follow up and report on the Indian Cricket team. The blog is really stirring and is really What I had dreamt of, like travelling to places and getting in touch with people. He even gets to go the all mighty Khyber Pass. It's really great. His blog and the pictures he has taken and also his style.
On a second note, as to the reason for this nostalgia. Two movies and a song. The first one is the current rave of the youth of India and is an amazing movie with a very interesting theme. The other is/was a rave of the people of India who arent anymore in India and are contemplating going back, this movie though a bit cheesy with a romance line that actually ends with a filmy happy ending was my favorite flick, and my family's most superflous waste of money flick of the year, no prize to guess why (they are in India and I am away). The song by the way is this, a recompilation of an Rabindranath Tagore by AR Rahman with collaboration of many classical artists from India, also known as the national anthem of the Republic of India, its a song that overwhelmed me as I played it yesterday.
Currently listening to Jiya Dhadhak Dhadhak by Rahat Fateh Ali Khan... wandering in my mind through the unknown streets of Des wishing I was Bono.
As I sleep a country awakens....( its just a thought .. no revolutionary speech this)
Thursday, February 23, 2006
R & B
These ladies with their amazingly smooth and deep voice sing these hot seductive songs boy are they hot !!!
On a heavy dose of R&B these days .... and do a google image search for these ladies n im sure jus like me ull get bowled over :D.....
*singin*-----ooohh ahhhh
Divas !! Ashanti, Beyoncé, Ciara, TLC, Kelly
On a heavy dose of R&B these days .... and do a google image search for these ladies n im sure jus like me ull get bowled over :D.....
*singin*-----ooohh ahhhh
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
One night at Mc Cools
Thank you God!!!You have to watch this movie... its a funny movie which is structured the pulp fiction. My pal has a thing for following any writer or any actor .... so as we exhausted off a series of layer cake, snatch, lockstock n 2 smokin barrels, even trainspotting we then turned on to a different author... someone i think who is connected to seinfeld in someway ....
anyways this movie rates better than the 6 that imdb has in it .. maybe 7.5 .. do watch it
Thursday, February 16, 2006
new design
Time for some change
Hmmmm there are still quite some changes remaining. like if someone could tell me how to get opacity: .1 set just for the background and not for the entire thing... minor changes here and there required... also ... required some old styles of the old blog .... you know old habits die hard... am also missing my haloscan thing .... got to install that too.. but .. currently this much is enough of a break. will get back to the other stuff some other time.......
Thanks Neels for the help out here...and
thank you Thurfor the template .. and theres this cool site i visited but couldnt use any of the info there.. mandarindesign.com .. will use it as time comes... till then .. this be it...
Friday, February 10, 2006
Why
I just freak on the haunting tunes of black - pearl jam.
This is one song that brings tears in my eyes even when Im happy. Two combinations my friends never recommended were old monk+Black- Pearl jam+Me and old monk+Alive-Pearl Jam + Me.
When its Alive I know I cant relate to the song but heck the song makes me kick everyones ass.
on a lighter note:.... new lingo being developed at mtu
whaddup maaah desi? ima git ur brown aaahhhssss dawg.
This is one song that brings tears in my eyes even when Im happy. Two combinations my friends never recommended were old monk+Black- Pearl jam+Me and old monk+Alive-Pearl Jam + Me.
When its Alive I know I cant relate to the song but heck the song makes me kick everyones ass.
on a lighter note:.... new lingo being developed at mtu
whaddup maaah desi? ima git ur brown aaahhhssss dawg.
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
The Beatles -- Eight days a week

Ooh I need your love babe,
Guess you know it’s true.
Hope you need my love babe,
Just like I need you.
Hold me, love me, hold me, love me.
Ain’t got nothin’but love babe,
Eight days a week.
Love you ev’ry day girl,
Always on my mind.
One thing I can say girl,
Love you all the time.
Hold me, love me, hold me, love me.
Ain’t got nothin’but love babe,
Eight days a week.
Eight days a week
I love you.
Eight days a week
Is not enough to show I care.
Ooh I need your love babe, ...
Eight days a week ...
Love you ev’ry day girl,
Always on my mind.
One thing I can say girl,
Love you all the time.
Hold me, love me, hold me, love me.
Ain’t got nothin’but love babe,
Eight days a week.
Eight days a week. eight days a week. eight days a week.
;)
Guess you know it’s true.
Hope you need my love babe,
Just like I need you.
Hold me, love me, hold me, love me.
Ain’t got nothin’but love babe,
Eight days a week.
Love you ev’ry day girl,
Always on my mind.
One thing I can say girl,
Love you all the time.
Hold me, love me, hold me, love me.
Ain’t got nothin’but love babe,
Eight days a week.
Eight days a week
I love you.
Eight days a week
Is not enough to show I care.
Ooh I need your love babe, ...
Eight days a week ...
Love you ev’ry day girl,
Always on my mind.
One thing I can say girl,
Love you all the time.
Hold me, love me, hold me, love me.
Ain’t got nothin’but love babe,
Eight days a week.
Eight days a week. eight days a week. eight days a week.
;)
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