RACONTEUR-ESQUE SCRIBBLINGS

If life were a book, then then the years that pass would be the chapters that allow the words to flow seamlessly and reveal stories that people enjoy so much. But years don't do that, do they? It felt just like yesterday I was welcoming 206 with open arms, in smiles after a moderately pleasant 2005. It offered promises of being a good year, as most new things do. Besides, beinga year older meant being a year wiser. It has become a custom NOT to make any New Years resolutions, especially in the last ten years or so. Anyway, it's a fact that when 31st December sweeps by, bowing on it's way out, we sit down and ruminate in regret for not going through all those (usually ridiculous) goals we set for ourselves. I didn't make any resolutions the previous year, and I've made up my mind to not make any for the coming year too! 2006 brought along a whole bunch of joys and sorrows. Topsy turvy and turbulent as far as years go. Time sped by, leaving snails behind, lagg...

Thirteen Things about terrashield:the past 1. She played table tennis in school 2. She dyed her hair purple once, but since her original hair was very dark, it didn't show except under bright lights. 3. When she was 11 she had a fight with another kid over a green colour pencil. 4. At age 6, she created an imaginary sister whom she fondly named Malboro. She then shared the imaginary sister story with her real sister who believed every single word. 5. She had single handedly destroyed a vacuum cleaner 6. Her interest in caring for the environment started with a book by David Bellamy 7. She used to have a cool collection of stickers 8. When she was 5, her neighbour told her that she wanted to kidnap her kid sister, and she really believed that horrid woman. 9. No one wanted to be friends with her when she first started school 10. She used to enjoy the schoolbus rides home when she was around 13 and 14 years old 11. She had survived on a 56K modem until April 2006 12. H...

It's been ages since I last reviewed a book. As far as I can recall, I reviewed GOD KNOWS by JOSEPH HELLER because that was one of the funniest books I have ever read. Besides, I borrowed the book from the varsity library ever so long ago, and I was afraid that I would forget why I loved it so much. Other favourite books of mine have thus far avoided being brutally post mortemned by yours truly because there was simply no time to do so. Besides, I feel that books like 'TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD' and THE CATCHER IN THE RYE are far too great to be reviewed by little old me. Nevertheless, it's not as though this particular book is not that great that I dare review it... it's only the circumstances that led to me getting the book in the first place which prompts me to attempt some reviewing... not what I think about the book, but the cause and effect analysis due to reading the book. The funny thing was, an old school friend whom I got in touch with only a few months ...

I was just listeneing to some music just now, and apparently this song, Evil by Interpol was in the right place at the the right time... The musical arrangement is superb. Music video # Lyrics Evil Lyrics Artist(Band):Interpol Evil Lyrics Send Interpol polyphonic ringtone to your cell phone Rosemary, Heaven restores you in life You´re coming with me Through the aging, the fearing, the strife It's the smiling on the package It's the faces in the sand It's the thought that moves you upwards Embracing me with two hands Right will take you places Yeah maybe to the beach When your friends they do come crying Tell them how your pleasure's set upon slow-release Hey wait Great smile Sensitive to fate, not denial But hey who's on trial? It took a lifespan With no cellmate The long way back Sandy,wait why can't we look the other way? We speaks about travel Yeah we think about the land We smart like all peoples Feeling real ta...

Some time back, I recall a fellow blogger friend who one of the first few to convert to beta mention that she couldn't log into her account to post comments into non-beta blogger's pages. Now, I find myself facing the same problem... only it's the other way round. Due to my unexplainable stubborness in refusing to change to Beta, me and my blog have been relegated to the status of second class blognetizens. Bloody hell... I can't post comments on my beta blogger friends blogs in one try. It takes at least 3 attempts, and that is if I label myself as 'other' or 'anonymous'. Sometimes, I give up due to sheer frustration in attempting to leave a sign that I have visited. Other non-beta bloggerfriends have mentioned similar thoughts on this subject: Prometheus and Yaxlich . I'm afraid, that blogger has finally figured out a tactic to not woo non-beta bloggers but to coerce them into joining this society where if things go wrong, then too bad! Ha...

I was reading My Marrakesh this morning when I stumbled upon this meme which she had put up on her blog. As usual, I couldn't resist tagging myself... What you have to do is pretty simple... 1. Grab the book closest to you. 2. Open to page 123, go down to the fifth sentence. 3. Post the text of next 3 sentences on your blog. 4. Name of the book and the author. 5. Tag three people. Alas! I realised in dismay that I was at work, which means the book closest to me might be an equipment catalogue... Now putting that up would have generated a free advertisement... (The truth is my table was spotless this morning, because we were forced to clear out the desks as the president (of the company) was supposed to visit us - that means even the manual was out of reach!) Anyway, I just remembered that I had chucked a book into my bag a few days ago... so I guess that I'm in luck. Here goes: They are probably arriving now. I left my uncle there and I must run back. Look here, i...

If there's any injury that you can downplay, a whack on the head is definately not in the group. It's a nice Sunday morning, and the best part is that Monday is a public holiday and that means I have one of those hugely anticipated long weekends :) But then that's another story! Anyway, I went to get some stuff yesterday (which was Saturday), and one of it was this book The Alchemist, by Paulo Coelho. I'm not exactly sure if it's just my luck or the fact that the major bookstore chain only has a tiny store in the town I live in, but books are hard to come by once they've passed their prime... Anyway, surprisingly this time around the book was there, riight in front of my eyes! (Actually, if I'm desperate enough, the staff at the book store could always locate the book for me from one of their bigger stores, but for reasons unknown, I don't often go through that measures to obtain a book I want. Maybe I feel that its better complaining about it) Ba...

I saw this on Prometheus's blog who tagged himself after reading Lizza 's blog (which i actually read too, but it was quite long ago). Anyway, it looked pretty interesting and all, and I was bored, so I actually tagged myself... more out fo curiosity than anything else. 38/150 = 25% If you read this part, that means this is the 3rd time I'm publishing this post. You see, in my half unawakened state this morning, I hit my head on the doorway (accidentally, of course!) and now, I'm a bit of a blubbering idiot. First I spelt 'actually' as 'catually' and then left it there to be published, next I repaired my PS at the bottom of the page, because something was wrong with it, and then as I read the page again, I noticed that I had failed to describe the objective of this meme... Objective: What you have to do is copy this whole thing in your blog, feel free to delete the parts in the parantheses, and bold the sentences which describe things you have don...

Is there a reason to not worry when you read things like this Registering yourself as a blogger describes the idea of having your freedom curbed, your every move monitored... It's an assault on your existence as a person who has been bestowed with the ability to think (rationally or otherwise) If a different country wants to do it, then let it be. Why emulate it? If you look at their history, communism was part of their not so distant past. We instead have fought tooth and nail against it, lived in general fear during the emergency years, not allowed a movie about an old communist ' hero ' to be screened here, yet when it comes to freedom, we are sometimes treated like 5 year olds. And you can't force people to be responsible. I believe that people, regardless of who they are will be able to make conclusions for themselves based on what they read. Introducing this move is akin to telling off the lady at the end of the street to register herself as an official go...

INGREDIENTS 1. Find November 2. Add a dash of self induced insomnia 3. Sign up for a competition with stringent time constraints 4. Sit for an exam in a foreign language 5. Study the said language 6. Apply for leave (2 days) to study said language 7. Go to work and stay there for 12 hours 8. Work on Saturdays too 9. Ensure that everything is urgent, if it's not, make sure that machines break down so that sooner or later it will be urgent. 10. Work with a colleague who has just handed in his resignation and is doing his involuntary notice period. 11. Your other level headed colleague is out of the country 12. Neglect your blog and concentrate on other things (read: work/competition/exam) 13. Worry about everything that usually doesn't worry you 14. You find out that your favourite band loses a team member (The bright side is, he's still alive, so chances for a regrouping will be there) 15. Make sure that everything clashes with everything 16. Encourage your ...