It revealed more than what it hid.....
Just another ride after dropping off my mother to the bus stand. Its 12.45 and unusually hot for a december afternoon. Waiting for the signal to turn green, I see a woman clad in a burka and a hijab walk past me. Fortunately for me or unfortunately for her, the hijab and the burka failed to serve their purpose. The strands of hair fluttered in the dusty wind, her copper coloured hand straightened it out, she adjusted her burka a little, and walked past me,the sway of her hips revealed her feminity which no tube top or low strung jeans could have matched. The light changed from red to green, I was still standing where i was, a shrill horn made me accelerate, I was just in time to catch up with her, I was about to turn and catch a glimpse of her face, and then i realized, why spoil the romance...!???
Did I see her hips sway because i am me, or did she just walk that way...?? Did I see what she wanted me to see, or did I see what I wanted to see...??

I waited for the light to turn green........in another signal, on another day....

PRO-JEKT (for some reason i like 'K' more than 'C' )-2
Off late as I'm trying to be very bollywoodish, and in trying to keep the tradition alive, here is a sequel or a "part 2" as some might like to call it of my "overtly hyped post".
Little did I know the importance of a projekt and the seriousness of it is settling in now. And i'm still the dumbest of the dumbest in the group, the last one to know about the "new" projekt, and, hate the projekt co-guide because of his wonderfully shaped pot belly. And what are we supposes to do..?? A SOLAR COOKER........sounds exciting for a guy who knows only how to cook maggi.......


The Thinker.
Still obsessed with pink floyd, gurucharan das and led zeplin, this guy gets a brain wave after listening to "crazy diamond" and comes up with the idea of doing something using solar energy.... agreed his name means something very integral in the water cycle, but DUDE......the subject ain't even ur elective...!!!! Who gave u the idea of COOKING UP something using sunlight. No wonder ur favorite sign off thing is SHINE ON....
SHINE ON U CRAZY *&^#*$#*^*^@((*^#

The Talker.
3 more strands of hair on a almost bald man's head does things to him, it really does. The solar cooker is sooooooooooo very interesting to this guy thanks to his immense appetite and immenser interest in food. He still is the second brainiest guy in the group and thanks to him the canteen is in business still even in the holidays.

The Smoker.
The light at the end of his cigarette has ignited his mind (APJ.AK be blessed)......it literally has. He suddenly seems to know more about the projekt than any1 of us and the guy cleared one subject in revals which makes my count 1 less. And for the record, he has stopped selling spice sim cards as he is quite a rich man now........

The FUC***
He still is like the most un-interested,un-involved person in the group. He still gives ideas and advice to other people on their projekts. He still hasn't got a job and is hopelessly jobless.He is again broke and has exactly 90rs in his purse this time. He has a shave every day now for absolutely no reason. He is still the same FUC*** up guy even after he has got a projekt and is slightly interested in it. And he still still still doesn't get more than 10 comments by different people in his blog...!!!

P.S. These are the ramblings of a demented mind and the protagoinsits/readers are told not to view the comments made by this demented mind seriously.....after all the mind is still a 6yr olds....!!

SALVATION
"Just like the butterfly, I too will awaken in my own time....."
P.S.i am waiting too...!!

Naanu nanna DARLINGUU (me and my darling)
STOP.......even before u perverts start assuming that I'm gonna put a video of those navel kissing scenes of ravichandran with disco shanti/silk smitha from 90's kannada movies or put up a pic of a girl.....STOP....I am not a pervert like u....

I am talking abt the TV remote... Come to think of it, the remote behaves just like a girl.(its a diff matter altogether that the remote is straight and long and please, u perverts stop getting ideas abt its gender).
U always want the remote when any1 is watching the tv, U always keep fidgeting with the remote, the remote is the main cause for fights within the family, u show all ur frustrations on the remote and throw it around, u wont find the remote when u urgently need it, if the remote doesn't work for a single day, u go insane, the remote stops working when u want to urgently change the channel cause ur mother enters the scene and u don't want her to watch the channel u r watching, u cant possibly live without a remote and.. if the remote is beyond repair....u can always get a new one....!!! The only exception though is that once u can replace old batteries of a remote....but......!!! :)

DABBA BUGGERS/BUGGERANIS.......
you ppls did not give me good answers to the questions i asked.....and i wasnt even selected for the GD.... che/chay...!!!no one gets the attractive prize and i am not writing any other company till i pass all my exams....
pbhhhhhtttttttttt....

Ladiessssss and Gentlemens please answer these questions.
These were the questions I was supposed to answer while filling out a form for a company.dayavittu answer maadi please...

*Describe a challenging project or a seemingly impossible task which you have undertaken. What was the outcome? (maximum 500 characters)
I am trying to finish my engineering this year only, whats more challenging than that...!???

*At times, many of us are caught in a situation of moral conflict, where we have to choose between two seemingly right alternatives. Give us one situation when you faced this conflict. How did you resolve it? (maximum 500 characters)
I am supposed to be the most IMMORALISTIC person on earth....how can i answer this..!?

*Sometimes, we may find a group of people disagreeing with our beliefs/point of view. Give us an instance where you had to convince a group of people on your point of view. (maximum 500 characters)
Point of view..AHEM......

last one......i promise..

*Add anything about yourself, which would be helpful by way of amplification or comment. (maximum 200 characters)

People with the most politically correct answers will win ATTRACTIVE PRIZES if i ever get into this company.

MISSSSSSSSSSSSSSS-BHA....
Y do u always keep missing out BA..!? Luck ran u out the other day and u missed finishing the match....and y did u have to do a tap dance today and run ur self out when u had painstakingly scored 82 out of some 239649278364 balls.....!!!!?? :( :( U are 33, time is running out man.....!! Hope u score a century next time.....!!!

LAXMAN....
Show that bastard "some1" his place...

SHOAIB....
As Asif is not there for u to HIT on him, u can try and hit the deck for a change....

Munaf....
Will u promise me u will play the whole series and pass the fitness test each time..!? If u do this, I promise u that I will pass in all my papers this time...!!!

Dear readers, please pray for the above 4 ppl so that we can c a GREAT, and I mean A great test match.
P.S. Also pray for me so that I pass in all my papers this time and not be kicked out of my house....!! PEACE...

My nose job.
NO....i am not following ambika soni's footsteps and neither do i know what rhinoplasty is.
I have a TERRIBLE cold and my nose looks as if its had kiss from the botoxed lips of rakhi sawant.
My right nostril has increased in diameter by 1/4th of an inch and the other nostril has shrunk in unequal proportions.
I pity my father's hanky ( as i normally don't use one) as it has to bear all my slimey, sticky (sometimes syrupy) mucus. Every 5mins the poor hanky travels deep inside my nose to relive me of my "FLUID "[:P]. My poor pillow acts as a substitute for the hanky and faces the danger of being "STAINED" [:P]
And......NEVER EVER eat a CHEESE BURGER costing 45rs, eat1/2 a plate EXTRA SPICED GOBI MANCHIRI costing 6rs, 200gms ofJELABI without paying for it, 1/2 of jeera rice and 1/2 lota filter coffee with a blocked nose... and go BROKE after that....!!!

P.S. I still have a cold and coldarin/vicks action 500 doesn't seem to work...what do i do..!?

Those small pleasures


Diwali just ended and the only question everyone asked me was "Did you burst crackers this time??". Most people of my age think that bursting crackers after a certain age is immature and childish.Its quite not upto "their" standards to burst crackers after becoming "Adults". All of a sudden "they" become environmental friendly and start the "I am the next Menaka Gandhi" campaign. "These" people fail to experience the big pleasures hidden in these small things.
Watching a rocket fly high in the sky, throwing a lighted Bbijli cracker in the air and watch it burst, lighting an atom bomb and waiting for it to explode, the feeling of euphoria after hearing a 10000 wala burst, convincing a kid that there is nothing dangerous in bursting a cracker, pestering your parents for more crackers. I could and still can experience humble pleasures from all these small,so called "insignificant" and "childish" things.As for "those" people, they can't even enjoy these humble pleasures even if they want to and search for it,as they are very "mature" and "cultured", unlike me.

350 reasons as to y I go more insane by the day.

1.I watch "laaga chunari mein daag" in fast forward at 12 in the night.( believe me, there was no chunari and no daag anywhere on it...).It is the next most pathetic movie i've ever watched after "aafrica dalli sheela" and "kaal".All I could comprehend from the movie was:-
* All advertising men drop meyonese on themselves while eating burgers.
* All whores who know hanuman chaalisa end up marrying a man whom they have met in swizerland.
*Konkana Sen Sharma looks pretty in a skirt too.

2. At 21, i get the kicks out of lighting bijli crackers in my hand, throwing them in the air and watch them burst.

3. Its 1.15 in the night and I treat myself to some delicious home made chocolates on hearing that Anil Kumble has been made the next Indian test captain.

4.I am so jobless that I blog at 1.20 in the night.

5. And i've forgotten the remaining 345 reasons as to y I go insaner by the day.
PEACE

I am a.....
11.30 on a sunday morning and the jobless me takes this test which tells me I am a emo kid. If you are utterly jobless as me, then i suggest you take up the test as well and leave your results on my comments.
P.S. This test proves to the readers that I am not arrogant and rational... [:P].This test also gives you an idea about with whom you can probably get along with.So if I am "THE ONE", please email me at nkaundinya@yahoo.com
THUMBA THANKS.....

Your Score: Emo Kid

You are 0% Rational, 42% Extroverted, 14% Brutal, and 28% Arrogant.

You are the Emo Kid, best described as a quiet pussy! You tend to be an intuitive rather than a logical thinker, meaning you rely more on your feelings than your thoughts. Not only that, but you are introverted, gentle, and rather humble. You embody all the traits of the perfect emo kid. You are a push-over, an emotional thinker, gentle to the extent of absurdity, and so humble that it even makes Jesus puke. (And Jesus almost never pukes, being immortal and not requiring an act of puke to dispell toxins from his corporeal manifestation.) If you write poetry, you no doubt write angsty, syrupy lines about depression, sadness, and other such redundant states of emo-being that go something like this:

life is a spike / upon which i have impaled mysefl / fuck you dad

So, your personality is defective because you are too gentle, rather underconfident in yourself, decidely lacking in any rational thought, and also a bit too inhibited. Plus, your poetry really upsets your father.

I probably made you cry, didn't I? Fucking Emo Kid.

To put it less negatively:

1. You are more INTUITIVE than rational.

2. You are more INTROVERTED than extroverted.

3. You are more GENTLE than brutal.

4. You are more HUMBLE than arrogant.

Compatibility:

Your exact opposite is the Smartass.

Other personalities you would probably get along with are the Hippie, the Televangelist, and the Starving Artist.

PRO-JEKT (for some reason i like 'K' more than 'C' )
Ok....so i finally made it "officially" into my final year of engineering.Just when i try and relax the final year of my engineered engineering, suddenly some joker in the class comes up with a brain wave of starting a projekt early in this sem itself....!! Ok...you choose 4 people,form a team and search for a project....sounded simple....as i was like the dumb amongst the dumbest blokes in class...i had little choice, so i join a group of 3 highly enlightened,energetic,eccentric,enraged,endangered,enlightened (ok...i dont know any more adjectives starting from E) individuals and the 4 of us start looking for a new projekt.(the one which we were supposed to work on got scrapped thanks to one idiot who gave that idea in the first place...!!). All right,coming to the GROUP as such, 4 people who have absolutely no regard for each other and other people in general, go in search of what SUITS them rather than what they fit into.

The Thinker.
He is like supposed to be the pillar of the group (both physically and physcologicaly).The who gets in the ideas (even before we have a projekt), the MAN who leads from the front, the MAN who is gonna get into IIM-B next year, the MAN who is like the GURU.....the MAN who cant decide upon or agree to a single bloddy thing...!!

The Talker.
He is supposed to be like the FOUNDATION of the group(owing to his immense mass and a pot belly which gives a complex to all unclejis in India).Thanks to him, we go out on the pretext of searching for a projekt and return home eating masala dosas and kachori's.He talks the talk,walks the walk and hogs the hog (it doesn't rhyme,but still...).And he is like the 2nd brainest guy after the thinker in the group.

The Smoker.
He is like the un-official mascot for Goldflake Kings. He is supposed to be a little less dumber than me in academics.Given a chance he will sell a spice SIM card even to our project guide at a discounted rate even though he dosen't have a cell phone.He swings both ways (that is towards the talker and thinker) when it comes to agreeing on something.And he has like flunked the same number of subjects as i have.

The FUC***
He is like the most un-interested,un-involved person in the group.He gives ideas and advice to other people on their projekts even though he lacks one.His ideas are never agreed upon for god knows what reason.He has never met his projekt guide till date.He talks to everyone about the projekt except to his group mates. He is still hasn't got a job and is hopelessly jobless.He is again broke and has exactly 80rs in his purse.He still does not have a projekt, but he can blog about it at 12.30 in the night even though he knows he has to go to all women's college the next day on the pretext of some training he has no idea about.And he still doesn't get more than 10 comments by different people in his blog...!!!
P.S. No individuals,animals or things, living or dead were harmed during the search for a projekt by the 4 individuals.

Logic...

Of what use is the rainbow to the sky..??
What joy does it bring to make paper boats and watch them float on rain drenched roads...??
What does one get out of watching a sun set behind the hills...??
Sometimes logic seems so illogical.They say it is a soul thing, ask those people who have lost theirs....!!!

Hmm...“Someone who thinks the world is always cheating him is right. He is missing that wonderful feeling of trust in someone or something.”
-Eric Hoffer(American Writer)

And...He thought he had found the "Shining path....", little did he know that it was just a mirage..


Dark clouds still hover over.........and He thinks the grass might be greener the other side...


And HE waits for the wind to blow to set sail again......to what HE thinks are calmer seas.......
(pics by me. Taken enroute to kerla and in kerla.Click on the pics for a enlarged view)

Who is...??
Who was the second man on the moon..?? Who won the second prize in the lottery...?? Who is the runner-up in the world cup...?? They said that the winner takes the spoils....,but someone also said "The real hero is always a hero by mistake; he dreams of being an honest coward like everybody else".
Who is a hero..?? Is he the person who conquers his urges,or is he the one who conquers his ambitions...??Every hero has a tragedy behind him....every great deed has a crime behind it...But still....we need heros.....After all,we all have an ace up our sleeves,don't we..??

And he walks again....

The man with no name walks into the sunset again
no trails left behind...only the dust to tell his story...

The wind caresses him one last time.....
and he walks again...

Some of the kid things I missed out on.....!!!!!
When I was quite young,I thought mohammad azharruddin was the greatest man alive(and i still believe he is.)The only problem was,azhar did not drink boost...!!! nor horlicks nor complan and neither did I..!!!!(ok,I drank milo because it gave the most number of freebees...!!) How i wish i could attribute all my batting prowess to a 200ml of brown slimy,stinking liquid held in a red cup...!! How I wish everytime i unzipped my pants,I could shout out to the whole world "I am a complan boy..".The increase in the decible level would be directly proportional to the increase in my manliness...!!! [:P].How I wish I grew taller,stronger and sharper(ahem...!!) and go upang-gapang-chapang (remember that shit..!??) and jump around like a kangaroo in heat with a white moushtache of horlicks(ewwww....!!).I always wished I could check- mate my opponent and say "G mane,genius" holding up a parle-g biscuit.For me,the biscuit remained the same,but the annotation for G changed to "G mane,gan**".We never used "priya gold sunflower oil" at home,or else even my class teacher would have come home to discover what my health secret was......!!!.Writing this,I realise how poor I was growing up.If i was not a boy,i would have nothing to play with.....!!!!!!! (ok..the last sentence is copied from somewhere)

CATCHER
I am about to finish the 25th chapter in this book,The catcher in the rye,which is all about this phoney people and all.The book is so goddamn funny that i laugh like a bastard while reading every chapter of it and all.I got this book after asking around for it like for some 10 years.When people say "I will get it for you as soon as I get my hands on it" that kills me....yeah it really kills me.Writing this makes feel depressed and all.You know,i feel sort of depressed when i am about to come to the ending of any book(especially if it is a pirated book.I am like this anti-piracy "and give the author his due" and all sometimes..).Its not because i don't want to the book to end and all,but,its like very depressing to give one his/her book back after enjoying the book.Its not that I don't want to give the book back and all,but,its sort of depressing to give someone a very good book which is not yours.I know i sound very corny writing this and all as its not what I write.I am not telling what I write is very moronic and all but its just that i don't write like the way I am writing this.And if some phoney says that i write well,well that kills me...it really does.....!!!
P.S.The readers (if any),this is the way catcher is written and if one has read the book,then he/she/he-she will understand what I mean to convey.The words like corny,phoney,bastard etc are taken form this book.

Oho hange...
Reality is the name we give to our disappointments.