My Pensieve..

Step away from the ball and No one gets hurt !

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Tue, 27 May 2014 08:12:00 +0000

Hello,

I haven't been writing much lately. In fact I have written exactly as many posts in the last few years as Abou Diaby's starts for Arsenal this season. Also, the same number of questions I would correctly answer, if you happen to ask me something/anything from my Engineering subjects. And co-accidentally, the number of people who resist from uploading photos of their recently-married/recently-onsite pona moonjis on facebook.

Then you ask, why now da? why?

Why post something after all these years ?

Like as if something great has been in the making all along !

Making yourself look like Tarantino or Shankar going by their work/years ratio. (See what I did there)

Why?

Because a few things happened da. That only opened my eyes !

Atleast I have my eyes opened !

One of those things being my favorite defender Nemanja Vidic leaving Manchester United. Now, Vidic has always been an Adi Aaal (henchman) figure throughout my life. For a 13 year old kid watching football, he made sure I did not have to go through the heart break of watching my team concede a goal every time. He was determined to not make me sad. He protected me. He did the same for his 40 year old goalkeeper. He also did the same for his hothead right back. Vidic is that strong insurance you need in your team, so the Rafaels and Evanses can play confidently. They know any mistake they make, the Great Serb will cover for them. They know any opponent who provokes a fight, will have to go through him to get to them.

Calm down Bitches ! I got this.

Ten sports analyst/Layman terms la classifying, as far as defenders go there are two types:
1. Be there or
2. Get There.

While Vidic is not considered amongst the brainiest of defenders who will already be there types (Like a Mertesacker - with his brilliant positioning despite his awkward height), he will definitely top the list of defenders who will get there by determination types. Vidic will get there to take the ball even if you were the Roadrunner sprinting away. He will get there and disarm you in the most efficient of ways. Even if he slips, he will never give up, wave hands in a depressing manner and blame Life, Earth, Universe like an average English defender would do. Vidic would rather get up and sprint forward without giving up hope and ultimately minimize the damage that were to happen.

And of course there is the third type of defender, Don't be there and Don't get there ! which thala Evra has been preaching a couple of seasons now with fervid devotion.

Vidic also teaches one to care not for style, but give it all for substance. The Job always comes first. He will probably be best-suited if you had to pick football players for Gladiators. He won't care if he bleeds. In fact, he will bleed every match if it means the opponent wont score. (And he will smile while bleeding too) He won't care if he is fractured. He won't care if Cobb brings a freight train through Old Trafford. Nothing would move him. The job would still come first. He would simply do anything for Manchester United regardless of the consequences. Also, I for one, cannot imagine something that could frighten/scare Vidic. Large lizards or awkwardly hopping frogs or nasty roaches wont disturb him. Not even a flying one! It is infact he who scares the life out of people. It is for this very same reason and the respect he commands, you sneakily move away from viewing the picture of Mrs. Vidic on the Man United WAGS section ! No, not her !

Despite all his toughness, Vidic is a loved footballer. He is ruthless, yes. Aggressive, yes. But he is not hated like Pepe is or Materrazi is. That itself tells you the quality of the work he puts in. Referees will think twice on his tackles to give penalties. Not out of fear of him, but dubious because of the efficiency of the guy. And no matter how he left them flying through the air during the 90 mins, his shirt will still be sought after by players at the end of the match.

There are people who would criticize him for leaving a team when they are in trouble, but for me, he is probably saving awkwardness and trouble for the club he loves, as he has been declining a little (still managing to be our best defender this season) and will get old in a couple of years, making the club mull over a one-year-extension/should-we-tell-bye-bye situation. Clear, decisive and showing the way always !

Thank you Nemanja for showing me football is much more than life or death. Thank you for giving your team everything even when all was lost at times. Thank you for being that stronghold who protects me from the Chezhians (Chelsea fan) and the Saamis (Arsenal fan) of the world, for no one ever picks on Nemanja Vidic. Thank you for being that awesome defender you are that made Ronaldo and Rooney go sprinting on counter attacks without a worry in the world. Thank you for everything Vida !

Nemanja Vidic. Captain. Leader. Killer

150 things to do before you turn 30

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Thu, 15 Dec 2011 11:51:00 +0000

Suttufied list from another blog.

The rules of the tag are,

Bold for things you have already done.
Italics for things that you are dying to do!

Bought everyone in the bar a drink
Swam with dolphins
Climbed a mountain (Azhagar kovil counts? )
Taken a Ferrari for a test drive
Been inside the Great Pyramid
Held a tarantula
Taken a candlelit bath with someone
Hugged a tree
Bungee jumped
Visited Paris
Watched a lightning storm at sea
Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise
Seen the Northern Lights
Gone to a huge sports game
Walked the stairs to the top of the Eiffel
Grown and eaten your own vegetables
Touched an iceberg
Slept under the stars
Changed a baby’s diaper
Taken a trip in a hot air balloon
Watched a meteor shower
:P
Gotten drunk on champagne
Given more than you can afford to charity
Looked up at the night sky through a telescope
Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment
Had a food fight
Bet on a winning horse (metaphorically yes)
Asked out a stranger
Had a snowball fight
Screamed as loudly as you possibly can
Held a lamb
Seen a total (partial) eclipse
Ridden a roller coaster
Scored more than 20 runs in an over.
Danced like a fool and didn’t care who was looking
Adopted an accent for an entire day
Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment
Had two hard drives for your computer
Visited all 29 states
Taken care of someone who was drunk
Had amazing friends
Danced with a stranger in a foreign country
Watched whales
Stolen a sign ( Examination in Progress from web design lab is on my bedroom door. \m/ )
Backpacked in Europe
Taken a road-trip
Gone rock climbing
Taken a midnight walk on the beach
Gone sky diving
Visited Ireland
Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love
In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them
Visited Japan
Milked a cow
Organized your ~~CDs~~ Song folders.
Pretended to be a superhero
Sung karaoke
Lounged around in bed all day
Played ~~touch~~ football
Gone scuba diving
Kissed in the rain
Played in the mud
Played in the rain
Gone to a drive-in theatre
Visited the Great Wall of China
Started a business ( 360 Bazaar Partner :D )
Fallen in love and not had your heart broken
Toured ancient sites
Taken a martial arts class
Played for more than 6 hours straight
Gotten married
Been in a movie
Crashed a party
Enjoyed hostel life
Gone without food for 5 2 days
Made cookies from scratch
Won first prize in a costume contest
Ridden a gondola in Venice
Gotten a tattoo
Rafted the Snake River
Saved someone’s life
Been on a television news program as an “expert”
Gotten flowers for no reason
Performed on stage
Been to Las Vegas
Recorded music
Eaten shark
Kissed on the first date
Gone to Thailand
Bought a house
Been in a combat zone (Paintball ! )
Buried someone close
Been on a cruise ship
Spoken more than one language fluently
Performed in Rocky Horror
Raised (Babysat) children
Followed your favorite band/singer on tour
Passed out cold
Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country
Picked up and moved to another city to start over
Walked the Golden Gate Bridge
Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking with the windows open
Had plastic surgery
Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived
Wrote articles for a large publication
Lost over 100 pounds
Held someone while they were having a flashback
Piloted an airplane
Caused a car accident
Touched a stingray
Broken someone’s heart
Helped an animal give birth
Won money on a TV game show.
Torn a Ligament
Gone on an African photo safari
Had a facial part pierced other than your ears
Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol
Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild
Ridden a horse
Had major surgery
Had a snake as a pet
~~Hiked to the~~ ~~bottom~~ Drove to the top of the Grand Canyon
Slept for 30 hours in a 48 hour period
Visited more foreign countries than Indian States
Visited all 7 continents
Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days
Eaten kangaroo meat
Eaten sushi
Had your picture in the newspaper
Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about
Gone back to school
Parasailed
Touched a cockroach
Eaten fried tomatoes
Read The Iliad and The Odyssey
Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read
Killed and prepared an animal for eating
Skipped all your school reunions.
Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language
Been elected to public office
Written your own computer language
Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream
Had to put someone you love into hospice care
Built your own PC from parts
Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you
Had a booth at a street fair
Dyed your hair
Been a DJ
Shaved your head

As of now : 74.

" The Ten Commandments of Air Travel " by the average moviegoer.

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Wed, 09 Nov 2011 12:30:00 +0000

1. There will exactly be one celebrity per flight.

2. The guy with the beard has a drug problem !

3. There is always a highly talented, multi faceted doctor with cross platform expertise travelling in every flight. Should the flight crash, he will be the first to survive.

4. There is also a fatherly figure around to give you advice on life, the universe and other stuff whenever you want. And of all the time you can get it, you will only want it minutes before getting killed.

5. There are two pilots flying every plane and one always dies.

6. There is one happy family who makes another passenger realise he/she should get back with their estranged spouse.

7. Kids on board will survive plane hijacks with ease. The same cannot be said for their parents though, who usually top the "its-a-sacrifice-for-the-team" list.

8. After a flight crash, that girl you gave a second look in the airport lobby will become your soul mate.

9. There is one devout christian to pray to Jesus whenever things go wrong. With luck you might also get a Muslim or a Korean co-passenger.

10. The air hostess is always a good person. :-P

Sunday Drabble

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Mon, 25 Jul 2011 09:21:00 +0000

*Beep*

"What's in your bag? ", the theater guard inquired.
"Oh nothing. Just a bomb! ", I grinned.
Sensing the sarcasm, he let me and my friends straight through with a smile.
The movie highly rated for its father-daughter sentiment and the protagonist's acting as a retard, lived up to its potential. It had a truly lasting impact and as we left the theater, I couldn't help but feel strangely empty.
We started walking towards Anjappar for lunch.
Why?
Why the sudden coldness?
What was it, that was missing in my life?

"Dai un bag enga da? ", answered a friend nearby......

A drabble is an extremely short work of fiction of exactly one hundred words in length.

The Real Balon D'or

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Sat, 14 May 2011 17:14:00 +0000

Celebrating Manchester United's 19th title

AG Books

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Wed, 13 Apr 2011 18:50:00 +0000

" I don't quite grasp the concept of AG Books. I mean what is it? I understand that Autograph (AG) Books with respect to a college final year student, are regular-but-with-a-fancy-cover-attached-and-you-pay-triple notebooks that students give one another, when they finish college to write something. Ya something. But what do I write? Do you want me to write about you? Really? Isn't that a bit like posting a FB status with just the words 'comment on me' and tagging everyone? Or do you want me to write about myself? Do you wanna know more about me? Ore confusion!

I think in all fairness, the AG Book-er really means to say to the AG Book-ee, "Err this is a book. With lotsa pages in it. Forget the fact I gave it to you and asked you to write. Write whatever that comes to your mind. Anything you want. Anything that you can come up with your knowledge of the universe. Anything. And yeah, one tiny, small detail. Make sure they are all relevant to me, alright? (grin) "

Ok. If you know the person, its kinda ok i guess. I mean, yeah I will write something and you will get it now, what you could not get in the past 4 years of being with me.

But it gets especially tricky when you don't know the person good enough. I mean, I understand you talk to a friend of mine and you are my classmate and I was standing near him, when you gave him the book. But no, I m not the widowed mother of two children and you really don't have to be polite dear.

Yes. I know the picture ain't related much to the article.

But again, 'Politeness' is a reciprocal privilege when it comes to AG books. So the ones who write, always write good, sweet things. Not necessarily true things. Just good and sweet stuff. You will never come across a AG book that reads,

"Dear owner of this book,

May you rot in hell for all eternity :)

Sincerely,

The guy who you never passed the bit to, keeping it for yourself and so failed his internals :-@"

The true Indian way of doing things would be to look at the previous writers and write your own tweaked version of what they write. Doing which will tell you every AG Book would contain the following :

There is atleast one six-page-writing, with xoxos, love yous, mmmuahs thrown in, best friend girl for every girl.
Everyone wishes you for "a bright future", but doesn't want you getting a higher package than them in your campus placements. True story.
The owner takes in strenuous efforts and writes an introduction in the page put in to separate the content from the bounded cover. Some greeting card stuff.
The recession version of AG books is an old diary. Has an antique look and let writers choose their own day of the 365 days!!! woohoo!
Everyone gives their contact details. Their address, phone numbers, DOB and all. And you are forced to think if attaching a resume is a good idea.

Now had Mark Zuckerberg not got his 'spark' from Harvard Connections in the Social Network, I m pretty sure he would have thought of it in his final year while writing AG books. Facts apart, I still write AG books for the love of other people. Yes I found slam books and +2 TNEA counselling application forms similar, but unfortunately I am an altruist.

All the best!!

Have a bright future!! :-D "

Vishnu Gowthem.

Irreversible

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Mon, 28 Mar 2011 20:22:00 +0000

:-(-:

We humans are happily SELFISH creatures.

Nothing stops us.

We do bad things all the time.

Mistakes. Faux pas. Bad decisions. Love. Mokkai. Words. Engineering. Supporting Arsenal/Chelsea FC. Appataker-ness. Fantasy team selection.

We are wicked.

We do the unthinkable. :-(-:

We do it first in our mind itself!

At times, we do hope that we could finally hit that elusive, yet promising, Kemmar Roach-will-turn-white-someday level imaginary "Rewind" button in life.

We just don't want things going wrong.
Any fair chance algorithm logic would point out that, the one thing we don't take into account is we don't want the rest of the world to go back along with us.

We want it to happen to us.

We wish we alone could go back a few minutes/hours/days and get it right this time.

We are confident now.

We are hopeful we wont go wrong.

We ooze determination.

But,

Reality strikes us down.

All the time,

Why the vaaiika-thagararu between Reality and human beings?

We don't relish the prospect of facing reality??

Reality sucks???

:-(-:

P.S - Now that your done, for a different perspective read the article bottom-up (~~Sentence~~ line wise with punctuation)

College - Review :-)

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Sat, 19 Mar 2011 14:59:00 +0000

Assuming that I ll pass the rest of the subjects and Sai(lazy fellow!) will finally complete the hashing module of our project, here goes my list on 4 years at TCE. :)

(For a better experience to be read point wise correspondingly on both sides. :) )

I loved/ I ll miss

The Terror Gang :D
Lemon juice plus bourbon biscuit at Satellite canteen for lunch
Chola pooris at main canteen.
Mahendran sir P6 classes with Pooja, Nivas, Swami and Arch.
Skanda single handedly teaching Basic Mechanical Engg. to 15 + friends.
Egg puffs/Sarbath at Outside Canteen
Sleeping under the sun and arriving at college, with Nivas driving.
Bunking afternoons to go to a dappa movie on 1st day.
Coming late to college.
Sleeping in pumphouse/classrooms/KS Audi/KM Audi/Open Audi...
Ottifying Kambi Vishnu and Swaminathan.
Sai's really loooong polambifyings.
The costly birthday parties
Sourashtra sangee/Thirumalai Nayakar Jokes.
The late night football matches at my place :)
Iniesta's goal against Chelsea. United's comeback against Spurs, Aston Villa. Almost every United match :)
Supporting the Dutch in WC 10.
British Bakery chicken sandwiches thrice a week.
Shriram Narayan's "I love you" story
All Gapo posts.
Playing Fifa all night over Hamachi at times talking over the phone simultaneously. :)
Bike trip to Kodai.
Early morning cycle ride at Kodai. :)
Viswa's jokes 2/10.
My miracle worker :)
Playing football first year.
Archu's chanceless chappathis.
Surya's Fish curry.
Ottifying Sai along with Surya and Viswa.
Ottifying Surya along with Sai, Viswa and anyone around.
All the mid-day parties bunking classes.
Partying at chithappa's,(Nirmal, final year student) Kutrallam patti and other places.
The full three days of Ooty IV.
Parts of Chennai IV.
Manu vs Liverpool fights with Sowmy at Lab.
Gossiping/ "talks" with Sarvesh. :)
Kodaikanal trip with Nivas, Subadesh and the gang :)
Vinnai thandi Varuvaya.
Ooty trip in Vicky's OC car. :D
Hostel vs Dayscholar comedy fights.
Sowmy and Booth's hypothetical love story.
Kodai Bike trip with Nivas and his cousin plus cousin's friends.
Every spare minute during the First seven semesters.
Full night dance practice for Esperto and falling asleep while driving bike the next day.
Seiger and Glitzia. :)
Staying up all night playing fifa and talking crap and finally avasara avasarama going to sleep on hearing Dad wake up for his morning walk.
Organizing and celebrating all those midnight birthday parties :)
Bismi dinners.
Late night FSM Grilled Chicken.
Ragging. Being ragged.
Concept of two internal exams on the same day. :)
Late night Maggi by Viswa.
IPL matches at Nivas's place.
Fun in Chennai during the semester breaks.
NEN, Kriya Trip to PSG and the late night movies.
Cognition @ Mepco. :)
Winning Fifa 08 Tournament at SASTRA.
Helping Ani on certain issues.
Sleeping unwillingly at 4 am everyday.
The typical tamil movie "college fight" with seniors.
KP's short,precise and googled/wikipedia'd answers from chennai during internals. :D
The awesomeness of 2010.
FB fights with Grinder. Angry Grinder. :) Yay!
The Quiz club.
Gre classes.
Oracle exams. :D
All of Ramji's love stories.
Rajkumar Goutham's dancing when he gets high.
Class choreographer's breakup and FB fight.
B Arch girls passing by on a dull day.
Accompanying Viswa to Civil dept. a lot of days.
All seniors.
Arathie and her wonderful temple tales. :)
Abi akka's treat.
Surya's Mahabharatham stories.
MCG (Medical College Ground) Cricket matches.
Chicken dinner bets with Ani and Sai.
And everything that happened. :)

I hated

You-know-who.
Satellite canteen moved into the pumphouse area.
Fried rice at main canteen.
First semester chemistry classes.
Studying on my own.
When Sarbath was stopped at Outside Canteen.
Being awake at 8 and driving to college under the hot sun.
Bunking afternoons to go to a dappa movie on 1st day when my attendance % was low.
Coming late to college when my attendance % was low.
Sleeping in bus and missing my stop. :(
When Kambi/Swami didnt show up at pumphouse.
Sai's over rated relationship.
My costly birthday party.
Driving bike with the person sitting behind you putting kadalai over the phone in Sourashtra.
The rare United defeats.
Chelsea winning the EPL last year. Chelsea winning anything.
Spain winning the finals at WC 10.
British Bakery cook for reducing the usually over flowing fillings in the chicken sandwich.
Sai's "Sothapals of a Somberi" (except the chapters on friends.)
Except the technical ones.
Playing fifa only with Arsenal or Aston Villa due to poor BW.
Driving bike to Kodai.
When the cycle ride ended.
Viswa's Mokkais 8/10.
All things that happened before the Miracle.
Going home after playing football.
Archu's bitter gourd side dish.
Surya's every other lunch dish.
Ottifying Sai along with Surya and Viswa even when he gets angry.
Spartan jokes about Surya, which were still funny ofcourse. :)
Going home after the mid-day parties.
Not knowing to swim in wells.
All the hype over FOSS. (What was wrong with Piracy?)
Parts of Chennai IV.
Manu vs Chelsea fights with Chezhian. Illogical.
When no gossiping/ "talks" is going on.
The Prahaar penultimate round in 2nd year I qualified but couldn't make it as a result of being smuggled on that Kodai trip.
The Prahaar third round in 3rd year I qualified but couldn't make it as a result of tat movie.
A lot of things I did . But had no choice.
Hostel vs Dayscholar serious fights. I mean them getting all serious. :D
Machi at times. And Machi calling me machi all times.
When I had to be the responsible one during skit practices. Yuck!
Final Sem. free time.
My dance onstage at Esperto. (Still destroying evidences of it.)
The names Seiger and Glitzia. (Why does every college contest have to be named after a Greek/Roman God? or use combinations like ****h**ia or ***z**ia?)
Feeling sleepy the whole next day.
The good, the bad and the Sai Santhosh.
Bismi Location.
Suguna Grill Chicken.
The Enquiry session next day.
Morning semester exams.
Him eating that Maggi! @^%!%^
No one never found out that IPL was match fixed.
Project Reviews.
Clean sheets at Festember and Kriya Lit events.
Nivas's snoring at sleepovers.
Never receiving the cash prize I was entitled to for winning the Fifa 08 Tournament at SASTRA.
Awkward silences with anyone.
Waking up at 2 pm next day.
The konjam-kuda-enaku-sambandhame-illatha fight with mechanical friends.
No signal/ KP's messages getting delivered late during internals.
The Worstu year of 2009.
Grinder's Mokkais.
Me not contributing to the Quiz club.
Gre Exam.
Oracle classes.
K's one side love story.
Getting Rajkumar Goutham home after he gets high. (Paduthi Eduthiduvan!)
Class choreographer.
B Arch girls passing by with B Arch boys on any day.
Accompanying Viswa to Civil dept. twice on the same day.
Except well the ones that threatened me. :D
Surya and his narcissistic photos on the final day.
Placement preparation.
Surya's Sai Stories.
Early morning MCG Cricket matches.
Losing Chicken dinner bets to Ani and Sai.
And everything on the left side that has to end now. :(

25 things that could happen to your mobile phone

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Mon, 20 Dec 2010 19:16:00 +0000

This post/experience is dedicated to all honorable men and women, who hold on to That bruised, battered, why-did-it-switch-off-now, still working, sorry-excuse-for-a-mobile-phone mobile phones.
That means not you, M.K.Sarvesh Ghautham, who keeps changing mobile phones faster than Manchester City's starting 11 or you, people who own those nothing-cud-happen-brick-like-phones.

Now although the vice versa is true, why does everything have to be a her? So I, Vishnu Gowthem Thangaraj assume mobile phones to be a he. Covering as much as organisational behavior, attributes, ownership activities and physics as possible,

1. For starters, Mobile phones love gravity. They are in a relationship with gravity infact. And like any guy, he just keeps falling over and over again. And the worst part is everything happens in slow mo as well... .. .
Without any warning, the mobile slips out of your hand.
Its in free fall.
you extend your arm.
you cry a muffled noooooo.
you can almost feel it in your outstretched palm.
You would think at some point you can surely catch it before it falls.
But you cant. you fail.
And without any command, shitty dismantles itself.

2. Phones are like prophets. They try and warn you. I mean how often do you accidentally cut an incoming call, while coming out of the message inbox?! Not to mention the famous your-call-will-be-disconnected-due-to-insufficient-balance?! But again with too much money(balance), like any prophet, it turns nithyanandha and it lets you make that call you shouldn't have.
Tut-tut.

3.Immaterial of the size, mobiles always get misplaced/lost. You leave them in all sorts of places. The bank you visited in the morning. The refrigerator you took iced tea from. The washroom time you spent pondering on world economy. Of course you could call it from another number and locate it. Its just simply too much work.
Its the washroom or wait till someone calls :)

5. Your phone probably has a speaker or mic or some kinda opening and if no one told you, the bloody Besant nagar beach sand seeps in when its windy. Now I carry my thai mannu everywhere I go. Literally.

6. Handle cell phones carefully in a restaurant or a pub. Before you know it, there it is, smiling at you from a glass of water. (And although imaginative, bubbles do not come if you call your mobile then)

Now, I understand talking over the phone while driving bikes. Its like we are hard pressed for time at that moment. And its not that dangerous if you are a good driver. The same can't be said for your mobile though.
Tips to use mobiles safely while driving rashly as you want :
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7. Never keep phones in your upper shirt pocket while driving. Keep it on the fuel tank between your legs if you wanna use them. Your thighs will protect it from jumping out. Fail to comply and the shiny mouse like thing speeding past your bike in the next speed breaker is your mobile phone sliding on the road! zzzzzooooooooooing.

9. And try reducing talking while driving during rains alone. Hands can get slippery and the damn phone slips. And falls on the mud. And if you are as lucky as I am, you get to drive over the poor little thing like a speed breaker. And if you are really as lucky as me, nothing still happens to your phone!
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10. Exercise aarva-kolaru people be careful of sweating. Mobile phones act like a battery-weak terminator as a result of sweat water. Stop running to the service center and put it on charge. The heat dries the sweat up and phone works like a charm. :)

11. Yes I have already established the mobiles's (ya ya I know its written wrongly. :P) relationship with gravity, now I m gonna talk about his mistress. Fate. Yes the ruddy thing falls down often. Where?

On the carpet, on the road, on you, on me, everywhere. But also on the dark theater floor once the lights go off or beneath the legs of a lady sitting in a restaurant, near enough that you could take it by yourself without asking her but also far enough that you could miss and grab her ankle and look like a pervert. Uh oh.

12. Mobiles and pride. The guy with the new mobile is undoubtedly a prick. He doesn't let sight of his mobile, gets a scratch guard from the bazaar, keeps it very safely inside the pocket like nestling a baby in a cradle, he licks it clean and does a lot of gay stuff too. After a few drops (mobile) , he turns straight.

13. Missing/Not working keys! This is perhaps the most normal natural calamity that can happen.

That single key which has to be pressed harder than the others or the rare case where you cud use sharp objects (like a stylus?) inside missing keys to press them or that key which is responsible for going to the previous menu stops working and makes u press the total cancel key (red one) each time and start afresh are like your future kids. Small things that irritate you initially. But later you get used to living with them.

14. One fine day, you go to college and give your mobile to a friend, thinking you will be altruistic for a change. And the next thing you know, you watch him shout/insult/dare a customer care representative to bar your number permanently. classic.

17. Pragmatically, most Indians live with a fear that mobile phones will be stolen in a public place. So they try protecting that crappy 1100 with more effort than required to earn the money to purchase the mobile in the first place. In offbeat situations wherein their mobiles do get stolen, they turn all sad and gloomy. For a 1100? really?

psst, Incase its a 5k+ mobile post it in FML.

18. You could be a member of the fall-on-bed-ouch-what-bit-my-ass-oh-its-my-mobile club.

19. Mobile phones are bouncy objects. Like this one time, I was running really fast (yes running. yes fast) to board a bus and my mobile popped out of my shirt pocket, fell on the hard black tar road and amazingly bounced off a couple of feet from the ground. I caught it on the run and still managed to board the running bus. And applause! (Right. No one saw. Sigh.)

20. Look here dear. Straight into the lens. Smile now. Say cheeseeee. Crap.

21. When the Canadian lady next to you on the flight, uses an Iphone 4, its best not to take our mobile out. Right. Mr.Embarrassment has finally arrived.

22. ~~Certain~~ All humans (yes we can call them that) who are in relationships talk hours over the phone with their inamorata. And at times when things get rough, certain people have a habit of venting out their anger by throwing things. And more than most its the communication device in their hand.

Note: beware of penny-pinchers in relationships, they just might get angry over their mobile. keep it in their pockets and throw the happen-to-pass you's mobile on the floor. "These women! cha", they bark and leave.

24. Mobiles can get very very hot on prolonged usage while charging.

Solution? Mooditu, cut the phone call.

25. And the best worst thing that can happen to your mobile : Switches off itself and stops working without any reason or rhyme. :)

Worry not, Wilbur's here

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Sun, 14 Nov 2010 20:12:00 +0000

I have lots and lots of movies. But still get bored at times.
So, I go and do this.

Me : "Dai unaku ellam soodu soranaye illaye da"

Him : "Hi Friend"

The Man,
The Phenomenon,
The Icon,
The Legend.
Wilbur Sargunaraj.
Get a piece of him :
Facebook , Facebook Album, Personal Site , Youtube , Google.

Oh Obama Va..

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Mon, 08 Nov 2010 20:45:00 +0000

I feel like Virendar Sehwag tonight. No, I don't have hair loss. Not Yet.
Its just that I wonder if he is batting sometimes and his thought pattern goes something like this, "I will hit the ball through that [hand gesture] direction, no matter how you bowl."
Call it his willpower/confidence or his incorrigible adamance or plainly stupidity, it just won't matter. He will still move his padded, stiff feet and square cut a wide ball going way down leg. And probably gets out at times.
The point I m really trying to make is he sets himself to do something in a particular fashion and he does it, no matter what. Thats exactly what I m gonna do tonight.
"I m going to write about Politics"
Call it my willpower/blah blah blah or simply look me in the eye and go, "***** da nee", it just won't matter.
I m still gonna write about Politics. :-)

So whats new in Politics..
Tamil Nadu is taken over completely by its grand old man and his ever expanding family of sons and grandsons. (Every one of em always seem successful innit?) Its just a form of dictatorship that quite doesn't have a name yet.
They control the power lines. They control the elections. They control the traffic. They control the show business. They control everything what goes on around you. And as Goundmani puts it, "Ada divorce case kuda parkuranga pa.. Ore busyyy."
Its just fuckin horrible with the powercuts and all. On the other hand, one of those hotshot grandsons is getting married next week, and probably we ll get two days of local holiday. Plans for a Fifa 11 marathon is on. So yay!

Somewhere else in India, Barack Obama, the US president has arrived to provide the Ayodhya case-disappointed, Commonwealth-conspiracy-disappointed, Endhiran-hype-finished, still-searching-nithyanandha's-sextapes hungry newsmongers something to write and talk about for a few days. And as diwali happened, he did just that in style, by putting up an impromptu dance with the students of some college in Mumbai.

Appadi Podu Podu

And the amma dancing in the next picture is the First lady, Michelle Obama who seems to have a habit of dancing in shows she attends.[Source : Youtube] And she is great at it too, her husband boasts.

Waka Waka

Amazingly amongst the India tholai katchigalil mudhan muraiyaga movies, this seemed to have captured the nation's eye too. Heck, it even convinced one of my classmates, that Obama came to India to celebrate Diwali!!!

Apparently the real purpose of his visit was to agree to some sort of billion dollar trade agreement, pay tribute to the victims of the 26/11 attack and talk on various other important matters with India. And like his predecessor Bushu and other US presidents, he too stressed the friendship of the two nations. (If it had been Chennai instead of Delhi, he would have surely called Manmohan Singh "Machi")
However, Obama reportedly had still managed to give one of his famous "change" speeches at the parliament, addressing the state of Islams and the UNSC for India, which is frankly telling the Indian government how to do their job.
Well no one cares, and certainly not me.
Like lots of people who retweeted,

"Obama is President of America. Funny to see Indians asking him to do a lot for us. Why should he fight the Indian war?"

Anyways Obama leaves country tomorrow. And my mom dearly wishes she could give him some of her diwali murukku and sweets so he could give it to my brother in the US. But he seems to go further east to Indonesia, so all plans dropped.

LOL at the Iyer's Shoes.

The above picture was taken earlier in the US. Seemed to be a good choice for the occasion, so I put it up.
Well..
Thats all from the news now. Stay tuned for more updates.

Trick or treat?

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Mon, 01 Nov 2010 18:39:00 +0000

Although the Anti-Vijay enthusiast in me jump up and down excitedly like Dobby the elf and complain it should be Sura this year, (compared to last year Halloween's S.J.Suryah), I just found this too terrifying.

Muhahaha!

Apparently as the above picture suggests, "Superhumans do exist!!"

pssst : this is not a pity post to increase count for the year, although the inclusion of the page hit counter and the archive numbers suggest otherwise. :D

"I just wanted a decent post for diwali"

Madhuri Dixit.
I have scared you.
Happy Halloween guys. :-)

P.S. this might have been an inside joke.

Naan KadavuL!

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Fri, 29 Oct 2010 11:24:00 +0000

"You are an arrogant bastard and people still love you."

- Probably one of the best compliments I ever got.

Sometimes people get crazy beyond the normal threshold of craziness, and when that happens they tend to become slightly philosophical. (No I don't mean when drunk. Yes, It happens while drinking too. But I dont mean it that way now) Likewise, I get occasionally high (No drinking again) on philosophy too.
Its not like a lecture-on-OBM philosophical or I'm-me-I'm-my-own-role-model philosophical. Its just something different. Not like a know-all or prick, mind you! There is a big fat line or sometimes a few register numbers separating prick and philosophy.
This is just pure gyaan. Minimalist. Non judgmental. Almost Zen like gyaan.
Just like the kid who tries to pee higher on a wall. Or like Peter Crouch taking a corner kick once in a while. Something different.

Now if you haven't heard already,
I m God.
Yes, I m God. No not you too.
Just me.
I ll tell you why. Remember the story of "Great Expectations" by Charles Dickens? well I don't. Not exactly. But what I misread or got out of it when I was young was that Expecting Something Hurts. Always.
And thats how I have been ever since. I don't expect anything. blah blah blah.
And most of the time, I end up living life the way I want it to be. And at the rare moment something bad happens, I don't pin it on kismet, rather I just try and be as optimistic as possible. And at the rarer moment when all hope is lost, I just become too optimistic or in other words, attain Freedom.

Well what happened here to this good thing over the years is, I din't expect people to get hurt. I grew this thing of completely annoying or angering or hurting someone with absolute ease.
Say you were in a gang of 5, and I m also there. That makes 5-1(you)-1(me)=3 left in the group. And you were the topic of derision and humiliating mockery. Lets also assume you have a normal degree of temper, which was broken that time. And lets also assume all this happened in the morning and you are still angry. Now no matter what the 3 other people said or did, When you have to put it all on a single guy, I will be that guy. Hey I dint start It! But I m still the guy.
I have just got that anger charisma. :D

Which reminds me of the Grinder story. We nicknamed a girl in my class Grinder, for the reason she starts grinding food the next minute the class gets over. Again it wasn't me who addressed her tat way. No! I wasn't even a contributor to the name, but I m pretty sure Grinder thinks its me.
Another day, I try to be funny and give Grinder a pulippu mittai for my birthday. A few days later someone else gives Grinder a pulippu-mittai for his birthday, Grinder thinks its me who gives him the idea! Of course Grinder is a mokkai party, so I don't think why she thinks that way. But anyway yo get my point.

Now, As I was using the washroom today, sitting there when the PSP charge drained out and I couldn't play scrabble anymore, this big realization of my power to hurt people so easily, dawned upon me.
I say something so simple. Bam! you're hurt. And again the people I hurt, still like me. (Of course except Grinder, but there was a time even when Grinder considered me as one of her best friend. Then she just got crabby)
People still find me supportive. They talk to me well. They just like me. :)
The thing here is I really don't see them get hurt when it happens, but after they react its like crystal clear. Ouch.
I did try once not to comment or speak sarcastically. But I simply could not do it. Sarcasm is something that comes whimsically to me.
And you probably know, there is always something or at least one thing wrong with someone. Except the woman you love. :)
Like Paul Scholes's tackling. Like Shankar's Endhiran. Maybe this is my Endhiran.

And So I think, Who do you like but also find supportive? Who also has the power to hurt you if he/she wanted to? (Remember the Amman movies. Btw, Palayathu Amman was Ramyakrishnan right? )
And I thought.
(The bulb in my toilet glowed brightly)
I m God.

P.S. Powercuts around 2-4 in my area. I take a poop.

The Graduate - Where It All Started

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Fri, 22 Oct 2010 15:16:00 +0000

If you are the type of person who would watch Star Movies or HBO movie-for-the-upcoming-month advertisements,
Or the kind of guy who would sneak a peek into the movie collection that one of your class girls has in her laptop when you are asked to use it for organizing an onstage event with the whole department watching on,

Or the sorry, i mean 'rare' breed of men who would download a specified set of movies and burn them onto a disk (at times with a pathetic readme attached) for your girl/woman/her friends to watch,

then you must have probably come across a lot of "Romantic-Comedy" movies. (And chick flicks* too)

The Graduate is one such movie. Except that, it was the only such movie at that time.

Based on a novel of the same name, the plot goes something like this.
Open scene. Benjamin Braddock, a recent university graduate (must be an under graduate) is dissatisfied with his family's way of socializing (which is a rich party at home with the friends) and has no clue what he is going to do next with his life. He gets seduced by an elder woman - Mrs.Robinson and Mr.Robinson happens to be his dad's friend. He later meets Elaine Robinson, their daughter. And the rest is history.

Dustin Hoffman as Benjamin Braddock and Anne Bancroft as Mrs.Robinson put in two brilliant performances. Hoffman is perfect as being an innocent and confused young man. More importantly he has that subtlety in his acting, which forces the viewers to think it can happen to anyone. In other words, the guy in the picture is the perfect 'common man.' Mrs.Robinson is really seducing. dot.

The movie also has a brilliant soundtrack by Simon and Garfunkel. 'Sounds of Silence', 'Scarborough fair' and 'Mrs.Robinson' are amazing pieces. It also has really good camera angles and shots for its time, I m told.

Now there must atleast be a thousand odd movies with plots revolving around affairs. But the Graduate is overtly significant in the fact that it was the one that led to those thousand odd movies. Releasing in 1967, it has largely influenced the art of film-making. Up-to a time when movies were all about cowboys and outlaws(Eastwood) or murders and thrillers based upon novels (Hitchcock), the avant-garde Graduate is said to have mirrored the happenings of the society in a bold and satirical way. Thats right. Hugh Grant wouldn't have been in movies otherwise now.

Now I compared this with the Tamil-movie industry in my mind. Tamil movie heroes rarely have affairs.
We have a trend of Dada movies with aruvaals and sumo cars (Even a worser trend of movies with different areas in Madurai as film titles) We don't enjoy them. Thinking pragmatically, not even a bit. (unless Vijayakanth or TR does it, in which case its humor) But the stream of movies getting released sadly seem to be non-ending.
Violence is okay for a hero. But not sex. (Oooh that would be perverted)
Grow up people.
Why does every Tamil movie hero have to be a good guy?
Yes he shoots. He kills. He steals. But he is a good guy. Why?
There were a few movies that tried. But until someone does a Graduate (where the hero has an affair with an elder woman) "successfully" here, things are going to remain still.
And at that time S.J.Suryah will have a railway station named after him.

* Chick flicks are different from romantic comedies. Although the internet might not agree, in my opinion Romantic comedies that are slightly gay are chick flicks.

Stop staring at me honey!

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Sun, 17 Oct 2010 21:01:00 +0000

2.30 A.M

She was awake.

Waiting.

Waiting for me as she had always waited in the past few days.

She just sat there.

She felt cold or maybe I thought she felt cold.

I switched off the A/C.

I went and sat next to her.

And I looked at her transfixed.

Just like the first time I looked at her.

It was just me and her that night...

And I kept looking at her not taking my eyes off her even for a second.

She looked angelic in a Persian blue attire. Her cheeks kept turning red as often as the number of times I wake up after 11 on a holiday - Always.

Cute.

She was slightly short, but she made up for it with her tall never-panicking aura of calmness that she always had with her. Although like the typical cynical lover, I tried to find something wrong with her, I just never could. She was practically perfect in all possible ways.

And I kept looking at her, with nothing big in return, but just a slight nod of the head. Or the subtlest of signs in activity from her shiny smooth skinned body. (probably had it 'moisturized')

Sadly, she kept turning away though.

Ah she was such a 'fighter'!

I slowly moved my finger close to her.

She responded as my shadow fell on her.

I didn't mean to scare her and I retracted my arm.

She slowly turned towards me.

I saw her right in the eye now, through her 'contact glasses'.

Eyes that said so much.

She 'glared' at me.

And she was sexy.

I knew she can never get angry at me. :-)

For she was not just any woman.

As a signal of concordance, she kind of 'floated' in the same place and she never moved away.

She shined brightly under the moonlight through the window.

Now it was her turn to stare at me.

And everything was calm again.

Say hello to Nemo The Third.
Why third?
Well Nemo the first is Nemo from the movie, and we named a friend's girlfriend Nemo the second.
And All Nemos had their reasons.

Nemo and her nemesis, Creative the speaker. She runs around scared whenever Metallica is on.
I run around scared whenever i clean her fish bowl (rarely when Viswa is not around to be bribed) .
I just hope someday she is not gonna jump out shouting "FREEDOM!" :-(

Sexy Laxy!!

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Sun, 10 Oct 2010 12:18:00 +0000

First test : India vs Australia at Mohali.
October 5, 2010.
Day 5.
Cricket Cricket Cricket,
Australia needed a wicket.
Bollinger paced the ball,
Sachin tried to hit over the wall.

Dhoni came to the crease,
And he was removed with utter ease.
The Indians put up no fight,
And then they were down Eight.

All was gone except for one,
But Sharma was not to be undone.
The Aussies bowled a wide,
Laxman hit it on the offside.

The ball goes for four,
The Indians shoot for more,
Ojha gets a run,
And India has won!!!

I Give thee Caesar!

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Sat, 18 Sep 2010 14:15:00 +0000

"Wonderful... Powerful!"
THE WASHINGTON POST BOOK WORLD

"Fascinating read... It'll keep you riveted till the end!"
THE DETROIT NEWS

"Gowthem has done it yet again... The best book of our ages!"
THE NEW YORK TIMES BOOK REVIEW

"Winner of Dexter - Sci-Fi story writing contest!"
EUPRAXIA, SSN COLLEGE OF ENGINEERING
(Hey this is really true now. :D )

Long long ago. Not long ago, lived a really intelligent, cheerful, sarcastic, intelligent, arrogant, good natured, intelligent boy. Wisdom was a virtue by birth to him. He was the center of attraction to everything that happened around him. He was exceptionally great at gaming Fifa and eating chicken. He was, is and always will be a Manchester United fan.

One day, along with two of his friends, he decided to attend an online quiz, conducted by a college. They downloaded the questions and sent answers to the ones they knew. A few days later they learnt that they had won the quiz. They were awarded 1000 bucks for their achievements. The wise boy also learnt that there were only about 10 entries for the quiz.
There was a online science fiction writing contest as well in the same site. Capriciously, he saw the details. He had 4 hours to conjure up a story. He calculated and found that he had a minimum probability of 1/8 of winning it.

So with the utmost sincerity and dedication,
Commitment and passion,
he wrote,
THE CAESAR STORY.

Download here or here.

Someone Gimme a Kickkk

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Fri, 17 Sep 2010 17:13:00 +0000

Inception in the blogging world?

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind - Soul touching

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Sat, 28 Aug 2010 18:55:00 +0000

"Valentine's Day is a holiday invented by greeting card companies to make people feel like crap."

I, like a large number of people have found that reviews are most often not funny, unless they are critical. (That explains my yesteryear reviews on Vijay movies! ) And therefore tend to not write a lot of reviews even on the Tarantino, Nolan and Kubrick movies I absolutely revere or the romantic comedies/ heart warming stuff I come across. But this movie, the Eternal Sunshine of the spotless mind had me so wrapped up, i just had to do it.

Jim Carrey acts in perhaps the only movie of his entire acting career, where he doesn't run around doing weird whatchamacallit faces or gibberish voices that are still funny at times (Liar Liar is THE greatest movie of all time) and yet he somehow does the perfect job as Joel Barish. Winslet in the movie, has weird hair, looks creepy like a die-hard metal fan and yet is lovely as ever as the Tangerine. I mean Clementine.

The movie starts off as a narration by Joel. Then slowly switches to a events-actions type screenplay. I don't wanna give you the genre of the movie, for not knowing how it goes is what made me really get into it. The plot is not much. Its simple. (For those who have seen the Inception, this must be interesting. For this involves stuff about the mind as well. Neosurrealism baby!) Its the story of a couple who fall in love with each other after hating each other 'entirely'.

Kate Winslet puts in a wonderful performance as the bubbly, fervid, free-spirited female lead whose hair color changes often. Carrey underplays and yet comes up trumps. Never knew he was so good at giving normal reactions as well. Elijah Wood does the role of a typical non-creative young man well. Don't expect anything like Sin City or Lotr if u IMDB'ed him. Kristen Dunst comes and cries for a short while too.

The movie has a brilliant screenplay. Not too slow, not too fast, but spellbinding. It also has an awesome soundtrack. The theme and the end song are too good. The intermezzi is great in places too. Nothing too great about the camera or the locations. The snow everywhere is nice though. :)

The biggest success of Eternal Sunshine perhaps lies in the way how with ease it makes the viewers identify themselves with the protagonist. Despite being an unconventional storyline, it has an emotional core amidst all. You find yourself as Joel Barish for a certain period of time in the movie. Especially, the scenes where Joel tries to keep his memories intact, you can't resist thinking about your own past. Or atleast thinking of how hard you tried.
One of the best movies I have ever seen. :)

Jaundice-d

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Wed, 18 Aug 2010 18:08:00 +0000

HepaTittis is not as glamorous as it sounds you know
Things you don't usually hear unless you have jaundice :

The Doctor :

*_* After seeing the Hepatitis Virus count. "It's Alivvveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"

Everyone :

*_* "So what colour did you pee today?"

*_* "Your Liver is in danger."

Mom :

*_* Shall I make your "usual" - Idli?

*_* "Pls pls pls swear to me you won't eat egg puffs at College."

You know who :

*_* "So that means you still won't die?"

Kismet:

*_* "Vishnu Gowthem won't be eating chicken for five months" :(

P.S. Never never never ever offend the nurses. They can do a lot of things. A lot.

P.P.S . And It hurts too.

A Serious Post

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Thu, 12 Aug 2010 08:13:00 +0000

Foreword :
Ok, this is a serious post. Seriously guys. A very very very serious post. And it is as written as serious as possible by a serious person. Or thinking again, its rather a post on a serious topic. Either ways, its serious. So read it on a serious note.

Now when you were young, you probably had English Paper II. And you had also probably written a lot of general essays in that subject. Most often the topic for these essays would have been one of the following :

1.Poverty/Overpopulation/Unemployment/Other problems the government didn't give a damn about.
2.Pollution. Lots of Pollution.
3.If you were the Prime Minister/President/CM/Some one of this country.
4.The book you recently read/ The place you recently visited/ The dash you recently dash,etc..
5.Your Ambition/desire in life/Blah blah blah.

Now the kids who thought too much on 1 and 3 became director Shankar, Capt. Vijayakanth, Arjun, fans of director Shankar, Capt. Vijayakanth, Arjun etc..
Kids who did 4 went on to read the Harry Potter series.
Kids who chose 5 forgot what they wrote.
And the rest of them did 2.
Anyways, having grown up(A few of us think I do), I m gonna do the grown up thing and give fundas on all the topics.

Unemployment :
Unemployment is defined as the state of being jobless.
It was a state of embarrassment/pity/lucklessness before. Now it is THE coolest thing now and you have a very good chance of landing a super figure like Tamanna or Trisha if you are jobless according to the Indian Cinema.
And I bet 100 bucks no one told you too that Engineers are the most unemployed/wrongly employed people all over the world, when you were young. Ha ha now.

Poverty/ Overpopulation :
There is a reason why I combined these specific topics. There were links among others too. But these are what you call "contrapositive" in mathematics. If India is a poor nation, it is also Overpopulated nation. If it is not Overpopulated, it means India is not poor.

Proof : A short visit to the super market tells you that a 10-piece pack of Super Strength Intensity (written Verbatim) type.. errrr "Safety" things... cost 60 bucks. Which means the average Indian couldn't afford roughly 6(or 12) bucks a night, to prevent the personification of irritating wailing from materialising. India IS a poor nation. I rest my case.

PS. As to how or why I knew such details, I want you to know that unlike other people,
I care about my country. Chak De India!

Pollution :
Pollution. Easily the most often written essay of everyone's childhood. All of us wrote it. We don't know why we wrote it. We just did it. Just like the statutory warning on a pack of cigarettes, It didn't matter then, Doesn't matter now, Never will.
Kudos to people who did it again in your Environment Engineering paper.

Prime Minister/ President :
I wrote this essay and meant it when I was young. Somehow over the years, politics became one of the most hated things to me. I just hate em. hate em. yuck yuck yuck. Hate em. (No prizes on guessing as to how I got into college. shhhh!) Hate em!

The book I recently read :
Hitler's Mein Kampfffff... yawwwwwwwwwwnnnn.. Must read guys..

The dash you recently dash :
Use your imagination. In the comments section. (No dirty humor please. Families watch this blog. :) )

Ambition in life :

When I went to junior school,
I said, "I wanna be a doctor".
But again, I was a real big fool,
And I became an Engineer with a proctor.

So I was very sad, even though Engineering wasn't that bad,
Cos I don't wanna be glad, simply living off my dad.
I wanted a job, that would make me happy bob,
Not some slob, who no one would care to rob!

So, I asked myself a few questions,
Questions as to what I should do with my life,
My life, that had seen so many suggestions,
Suggestions that now said, "All you need is a beautiful wife". :)

So like everyone else, I noted duly,
And said, I wanna be with Angelina Jolie,
Again I ended up being sad,
Having lost this time to stupid Brad. :|

Have a serious day.

Only half the world knows.

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Fri, 02 Jul 2010 16:40:00 +0000

Drunken N.Americans who don't wake up by noon even on a Friday,
Complacent cricket loving Indians,
Djemba Djemba,
Late night Australian and Chinese Porn viewers,
Partying Russians on a Friday night,
Nose-pressed Japanese who have it further pressed on pillows,
Wake up!
The Netherlands have beaten Brazil. :)

Just realized, how beautiful a country Netherlands really is. They are popular for coffee shops, kinky sex, windmills and football. Absolutely brilliant! :D

The English Curry..

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Sun, 27 Jun 2010 21:10:00 +0000

A Preview of the British Dailies tomorrow...

CHEATED! And then BEATEN!

...

We got cheated. And then we got beaten.
An array of English superstars end probably their last world cup, to a blitzkrieg German attack. Thoroughly outplayed for the first 30 minutes by the Germans, going down 0-2, with Podolski and Klose scoring, the English showed courage to pull a goal back, through makeshift comedy defender Matthew Upson to make it 1-2. And immediately a minute later, Chelsea's heart and soul, Frank James Lampard chipped the ball over the German goalkeeper, from the edge of the area. Clearly, the ball hit the crossbar and bounced off more than a foot inside the goal-line, but the complacent referee and the linesmen, against millions of English fans (minus Manchester United fans) refused to believe their eyes, as to whether Lampard could do that!
...
" We believed Frank Lampard could not do that and we trusted our instincts. Do you think the replays could be morphed? ", commented Referee Jorge Labbadia when asked about the controversy. Now, could they be morphed?
...
When suggested, " That.. Goal.. Referee.. Not Allow..", cried Lampard, having found the net or rather the line this time, after 34 shots and 2 world cups.
...
From there, England failed to realise it takes only 10 seconds to score a goal through a counter attack. And eventually, ended up getting defeated 4-1, after Thomas Mueller scored a brace....

ENGLAND IN ROO-INS
...
England's Talisman, Wayne Mark Rooney seemed off color today (as well), like he had been the last few matches. He failed to provide the much needed firepower for The Three Lions. He kept losing the ball, didn't have a single proper shot or chance at goal (very unlikely), and didn't set up anyone for a goal either.
...
When asked for his poor display at the world cup, Rooney told our reporter, " We acted like a buncha clowns out there. Clearly, Milner is an idiot. He provided no proper cross nor pass. And Gerrard on the other wing, doesn't want a Manchester United player to score! "
...
" Frank's shot was in. Did I see it? Yes. Did I believe it? No. "
...
" Yes. My performance was dismissive too! Need a Punch? :-@ ". Our reporter moved out before things got out of hand and the locker room burst to flames seconds after...

Another Day, Another World, ENGLAND WIN THE WORLDCUP
...
http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/features/2867977/England-are-champs-of-sex-scandal-World-Cup.html

Further HUMILIATION
...
"Gimme English citizenship and I ll win the world cup for ya guys in 2014", says Brazilian born Liverpool Mudfielder, Lucas Leiva...

CATALYST Mixup
...
When asked why England couldn't go through, the Italian had this to say, "We obviously had a goal disallowed. And I should have started with Emile Heskey. He is so the perfect catalyst for Wayne. Defoe was prosaic. And why didn't I hear of Dawson before?"
...
Enough with the catalyst stuff Fabio. Wake up. Heskey is a reserve player for his club, Aston Villa?!?
Darren Bent scored 24 goals last season. Heskey has never scored more than 20 goals even with 2 years combined. And he is the catalyst?...

The INDIAN View
...
Clearly, the Rooneys, Gerrards, Terrys were outplayed by the Oezils, Muellers and Podolskis today. But what that disallowed goal has done is, it has provided the much-needed alibi for the British. And you really can't say things would have been the same too, had that goal been allowed.
Yes, Germany scored two after that, but they merely extended a lead under no pressure whatsoever. 2-2 at Half time could have been a whole different ball game. And we know what Rooney could do, (especially Lamps) if everyone around him starts scoring.
So, did the British lose because of that goal? Maybe. Maybe not.
Thus the simple beauty of arguments, it could overshadow even the weak, battered defence lines of the English... :D

Watching the Worldcup with my cricket-enamored Mom

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Sat, 19 Jun 2010 05:47:00 +0000

"No ma, India is not playing."

"No ma, that doesn't mean they didn't enter the the competition by not registering for it. We didn't qualify."

"Yes ma, but Australia play in the Worldcup."

"No ma, don't worry. I don't think they will win the worldcup."

"No ma, this is a different Ronaldo. Not the hare-teethed Brazilian."

"No ma. I wasn't seeing AXN, I was simply changing channels during the half time break."

"No ma, I don't think India will qualify for 2014 too, unless they host. (and Brazil are already doing it.)"

"The goalkeepers wear a different jersey to be differentiated from the other players ma. They both are the from the same team."

"Yes ma. I didn't understand that the first time too. (offside rule)"

"Yes ma, Pakistan didn't qualify either." :D

"Yes ma, I ll go and sleep now."
And 10 minutes later, the hall light flickers on. :)

Singam! Singam! He's Durai Singam!

noreply@blogger.com (VICHU) — Sat, 29 May 2010 08:28:00 +0000

Happy Birthday da Narayana. :)

May god provide you with all the knowledge in the world,
Make you proficient in all the Android games ever and to-be created,
Bless you with someone you feel who ll "Totally agree" with you,
And prevent you from deleting further program files folders in windows.
Amen.