I SAY.. THEY SAY

Phones off :(
Pissed off :(
When i jus wanna talk to som1 i need...
Beats off :(
moods off :(
such a long long time its been...

Don wanna meet up..
No Don wanna catch up, they sayaay..
Cos it hurts,
hurts so bad when its time to say babayaay..

Phones off :(
Pissed off :(
When i jus wanna talk to someone I need...
Beats off :(
moods off :(
such a long long time its been...

Don wanna call up..
Don wanna try to ring up, I sayaay..
Cos it hurts,
Hurts so bad when there's no one on the other siaide..

Phones off :(

Pissed off :(

Beats off :(

moods off :(

WOhh.... FI.

POTENTIALLY LETHAL POST!

POTENTIALLY LETHAL POST! Mind blowing white Bentley on the road. Slowed down, annoyed many a driver on road but took a few pics. The more exciting part? Posting m all whilst i'm driving down home. Talking on phone while driving's mad enough.. Sending texts and mails is stupid, downright insane, and potentially lethal in the feroceas delhi traffic. So please don't try this if you love your life.. Or atleast your car. I love my car although its a modest 800cc Maruti and not a Bentley and won't risk it again. And yes, this proves the fears of critics of mobile blogging. Bad content i know, but hey, this is my first moblog. Check 1, 2, 3..

CHAMPION ABUSER, DALIT KI BETI.. WANT SOME PAPPI??

Yeah that's exactly why I get enraged at the thought of Maya getting the top job. Because she is Dalit ki beti. Call me a communal exploitative Brahmin.. but a Dalit ki beti becoming PM is an absolute disgrace. Why? Because electorate vote for her, because she is Dalit, because she is a female.. in a nutshell, gimme her caste, gimme a sex, screw merit.

I remember a godforsaken communist from Tamil Nadu(I'll soon remember the name) once asked on a TV debate while advocating reservations, Why do you have this prejudice, that people from lower castes can never score good marks? His passionate question was actually a retort to a poor hapless and concerned lady from the audience who said that, When she goes in for a critical operation, she wants to be sure that the doc became a surgeon on merit and not because of his caste. You can have your own judgement on that.

Vote for her cos she's a female? In my view, there can hardly be a worse way to disgrace the female kind. If you can please pickup one of the Sunday additions of the Times of India from last month. In the cover article of Times Life, a woman asks, Why can't you just take me for a person? Why do I always have to be a woman? When all that matters is my merit and not my sex. Again you decide.

Now, lets talk about Maya memsaab's merit. You don't have entrance exams and cutoff's in politics (every one's invited). But you can always judge their Karma. And a look at the track record of Maya will show you, one can hardly contest the fact that she's the champion of abuse of power. The ease with which she slams cases and the way she invoked NSA on Varun is a striking and potentially lethal attack on the legal system of India. My Social Studies teacher had once taught me in school that the Judiciary of this country especially the Supreme Court is what has kept democracy afloat and breathing in this country. I'm afraid if this wretched female increases her influence at the centre, she might perpetually damage both the Judiciary and the Election Commission.

In fact inspired by Sanju Baba, I thought what would happen if he or me, my utter distatste for her notwithstanding, actually went on to give her a Jhappi and a Pappi? ..eeeek! First of all she might do a Rakhi-Mika scene. Might just give her consent initially, so she could get some political mileage out of it later. And then, in true Maya style, might slap a rape case on me!! The problem is, if the accusation is somehow proved in the Supreme Court, I myself would commit suicide without waiting for any judgement to pass!

Yaaaak.. still can't believe I cooked that up.. Sanju c'mon man, even Bapu would think twice before displaying the least bit of affection for her.

AM BACK TO REWORDING!
VICTIM: ROCKSTAR
ARTIST:NICKELBACK

So there's this guy sitting in the cubicle next to me at office who's got this strip of text pinned up on his board. "Go in direction where your heart takes you. Live the life you dream of." It got me thinking, I mean its not such a dreamy life this. We write code and mostly try and enhance an already delivered code. Sometimes interesting, boring at other times. But I'm still wondering, what time of my workday actually corresponds to those inspiring lines! Perhaps all they can do is inspire my weekend.

And this is what I make of my first six months at work:

Rockstar

Well we all jus wanna be big rockstars
Goin to the IT office in the mornin bus
The girls are all married n all guys have a ponch
We stare at the screen like a kid watchin porn

N we hangout at the rest-o-bar
No one takes a swig cos its office hours
Gotta get back to work n get back in the cab
After we put in 'those late long hours'

Hell yeah.. Still wanna be a rockstar..

'll i'm smokin my pot n downin beer
N driving fast down DND
There's no where else you wanna be
But with me

So how you gonna do it

Your gonna trade that ganji
For a lil' black dress
Walk down to my car
Get me impressed

Cos we all jus wanna be big dopechi's
Screamin high all day havin loud orgies
And by nighfall go get back home
Be nice lil' kiddo of ya lovin mom

Dichotomy tears apart
Life's like that, one big facade