Archive for August, 2007

“Let me be vile and base, only let me kiss the hem of the veil in which my God is shrouded.
Though I may be following the Devil, I am Thy Son, O Lord, and I love Thee, and I feel the joy without which the world cannot stand.”
                             – Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov


I have no clue as to what Ramesh Powar is doing in the Indian cricket team. Oh, playing did you say? I haven’t seen him doing that, if you can call flexing your arms and throwing a ball on those rare occasions as playing. He looks more like a character from some mythological episode, playing [...]


My first video of Rammstein… This is the video which had made me a demi-God back in college as I was the only one in our class to have it. 

Could it get any better? I wonder if it’s banned in the US (if they are intelligent enough to decipher the meaning)…
Mind [...]


Dear …,
I’m sorry for not being in touch with you for a long time. I can’t even remember when last had we had a proper conversation. It’s too far in the past now. You see, things have changed now, not a lot, but quite appreciably, in a manner that is subtle yet significant. You must [...]


It’s quite an experience to travel by a public transport system to work. One gets to meet all kinds of people on the journey. I usually take a share cab or a train to work. A share cab is much smaller accomodating 4-8 people, but the stories are no less interesting. In terms of eccentrics [...]


Phonebooth…

28Aug07

Me: “Hello!”
Other end: “Hello! Good morning sir!”
Me: “Good morning! Who’s this?”
Other end: “Sir, how have you been?”
Me: “I’m fine, thank you! Who are you?”
Other end: “Aren’t we all searching for that answer sir? Since time immemorial, man has been trying to find the answer to what he really is?”
Me: “Look, I don’t have time for [...]


… so do I

27Aug07

Don’t give me a call;
On the verge of the fall,
I may not hear you,
wet in the morning dew…
Please come not near,
shrouded in deep fear,
the dreams are withering,
as time goes by,
so do I.


In the aftermath of the tragedy, a few things have come up which assure me, not though in full measure, but very substantially that all is not lost, that still there is hope for mankind despite all the afflictions that it is subject to.
On my way to office today, when I opened up my purse to [...]


Some say it was 7:15 p.m. when the first blast took place, others say the second took place at 7:40 p.m.. Whatever the timings of the blasts, the fact remains that they took place in the evening on a weekend when after a brief spell of rain, the weather was perfect for an outing. Many people [...]


J. G. Ballard, the British novelist had written a short story called The Sound Sweep, which inspired The Buggles to come up with the lyrics of this song. Set in a futuristic world, the story presents a grim setting where waste noise is collected and disposed off by a ’sonovac’. The protagonist of the story, Mangon, a [...]