tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16388121728819608162024-02-19T03:45:04.699-08:00Kaad HarteIts just harte by saying no 2 Kung-fu neither karateRaghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.comBlogger50125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-90169802674658815092013-09-30T06:37:00.000-07:002013-09-30T06:37:03.311-07:00Watch LUCIA - Kannada movie with english subtitles<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Encourage quality KANNADA movies - Enjoy LUCIA.!<br />
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Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-22450478949882372542012-05-15T06:44:00.000-07:002012-05-15T06:44:28.622-07:00lines aWaitEd<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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thou clasp like no other</div>
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stroke of thy skin feels like feather</div>
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coiffure through your silky hairs; softer than lather</div>
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<span style="font-family: arial;">a sense of contentment instills; sigh, a breather</span></div>
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emotions elevate at the vary of weather</div>
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<b><i>lines awaited... bear hug needed...</i></b></div>
</div>Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-12454105472515079052011-04-26T00:52:00.000-07:002011-04-26T00:52:52.900-07:00Beer, Bread & Birthday<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIrIn8uol5ZTCGsxGk7G2VKyEdZex2RQODeLtjrf-V342RrJc4aU84IKT0tdoobfKvf910UQ-FndMYUUZawK6PPwDqIfXjl8VGCw1vXrtLZaj0-XPjUgm5Rt8BrSq9rCez136SXaD3rI8/s1600/birthday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIrIn8uol5ZTCGsxGk7G2VKyEdZex2RQODeLtjrf-V342RrJc4aU84IKT0tdoobfKvf910UQ-FndMYUUZawK6PPwDqIfXjl8VGCw1vXrtLZaj0-XPjUgm5Rt8BrSq9rCez136SXaD3rI8/s200/birthday.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="color: #666666;">and, </span><br />
<div style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">yo.. its my birthday today and am older than yesterday.</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Few freinds were here to sing, dance n play!</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Candle lighting followed by cake cut marked begining of day; </div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Texts, calls n FB wishes made my day.</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> Beer, bread and beer - food for today!</div><span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">yo.. its my birthday today and am younger than following day.</span></div>Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-91789641871813921622011-02-13T01:27:00.000-08:002011-02-13T04:26:53.400-08:00Aiyyoo KARMA<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Would you know what is triggering the death of BLOGS!?! 100 words or less<span style="font-size: small;"><b>(essay stress)</b></span>!? marital status!? or the second life that we lead on <b>F</b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">ACE</span><b>B</b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">OOK</span>!?<br />
well, its just another random question to my 2 n half readers.<br />
If any of you are still sticking around, you will have noticed that updates on this blog have become a trickle and so have the updates on the blogs I used to follow, which now lie abandoned in the vast wasteland of (<b>W</b>)orld-(<b>W</b>)ide-(<b>W</b>)eb. However, I have just come back to dust the cob-webb off my little space. Aiyyoo, yes, it is KARMA... n I call it '<b>FB K</b>arma'.<br />
I will not be surprised if <b>F</b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">ACE</span><b>B</b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">OOK <span style="color: black;">would be the one stop shop for all our virtual needs (at one point I thought <span style="color: lime;">G</span><span style="color: orange;">O</span><span style="color: red;">O</span><span style="color: blue;">G</span><span style="color: lime;">L</span><span style="color: red;">E</span>'s bunch of apps were). But, couple of hundred billion under its belt and roping in thousands every single day is BIG! and who knows?, </span></span><b>F</b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">ACE</span><b>B</b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">OOK <span style="color: black;">might kill this blogging star too.!</span></span><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"></span><br />
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<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="color: black;">PS: I welcome you back, my 2 n half readers...</span></span></div>Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-6054248955165774472010-11-22T05:34:00.000-08:002010-11-22T05:34:18.535-08:00& she says ..<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table>I said, how about a cup of coffee..<br />
<b style="color: magenta;">& she says</b>, coffee is not my cup of tea!<br />
I said, coffee isn't a drug but a vitamin..<br />
<b style="color: magenta;">& she says</b>, how can u!?! that toasted milk!<br />
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I said, cup of coffee shared is happiness tasted - time well spent..<br />
<b style="color: magenta;">& she says</b>, coffee, men & chocolates are better rich!<br />
I said, every accomplishment starts with decision to try..<br />
<b style="color: magenta;">& she says</b>, is your blood group coffee?! ha ha ha..<br />
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P.S : <u style="color: #666666;"><b>kowtow, a must to ur sense of humor.!</b></u>Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-11275531279156566002010-08-02T00:04:00.000-07:002010-08-02T00:04:01.408-07:00In d eye of a...<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Storm">STORM.?</a> you guessed wrong. Its <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tornado">TORNADO.!</a> (for d heck of a title)<br />
Its been way too long since I scribbled here, well thanks to my j-o-b-s which has left me with no time to even scratch my bum..dudhffff... sighhh... and it continuessss...<br />
Working for 120+(i lost count past 120) hours over past few days has made me realised that money is not everything but my <a href="http://books.google.com.au/books?id=j_KSJ7sDOnAC&dq=lady+boss&source=bl&ots=CvmsUpsEIM&sig=_iixff2Usy47Pmc47rN26RecFe8&hl=en&ei=gWJWTL-zF4e0vgOM3M0Y&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=5&ved=0CCkQ6AEwBA">fem superiors</a> were !! Now I know how hard it is to concentarte on bloody workstation when your pair of auricles (ears i meant) are tuned to localized gossip station.<br />
And someone said BANKING is hard.!?! agree, but INSURANCE is the hardest specially with females around, you better be insured for something.<br />
As a matter of fact, I managed (corrected later as behaved) good when I was thrown in the midst of 'women @ work' and.. hmmm its tempting time for a cup of tea b4 I glorify the tackling of TORNADO.<br />
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P.S: May be continued.... Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-10147463622266860802010-04-19T00:47:00.000-07:002010-04-19T00:48:15.745-07:00pSyChic sElf<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFmFgPpG2hmgUP01l95Ptom7B8oxsBs9KGlUdlHx9ri6deNIfEq7vjxrOvNp2OmqFH1e5jsjUvNZ7foV-4DlmHwmEOVrdry-FFpNMADy3dOx_86WwqqsY_jfVmjC90WXm64ibtW-zls0w/s1600/rjo0996l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="162" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFmFgPpG2hmgUP01l95Ptom7B8oxsBs9KGlUdlHx9ri6deNIfEq7vjxrOvNp2OmqFH1e5jsjUvNZ7foV-4DlmHwmEOVrdry-FFpNMADy3dOx_86WwqqsY_jfVmjC90WXm64ibtW-zls0w/s200/rjo0996l.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Sometimes, I cant get started</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>on things that I have to do. . . .</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>And my self-improvement efforts</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>fall short on follow-through.</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br />
</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Often,I get tunnel vision</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>and only see one side; </i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Many a time, I hide my feelings</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>behind that wall of pride.</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br />
</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>when things start playing Rock n Roll</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>with playlist set to random;</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>I urge to have a ball. . . . </i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>but sooner than later, I endup being stall.</i></b></div><br />
As I continue to expose my psychic self, am onto the next stage of life's consciousness! So, are you?<br />
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PS: the book titles in the pic are not my concern but his gesture is...Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-6017597688650559202010-02-02T22:15:00.000-08:002010-02-02T22:15:01.069-08:001st few days..of 2010 has kept me on my toes. Well, money being on top of the motivation list, I cant just stay away from work, can I!?! I wish I hit those six bloody lucky numbers and go on world trip for rest of my life. I know, it sounds like a figment of imagination.<br />
Of late I got my temperory residency(hurreyyy!!!),a so called promotion as 3IC manager in disguise with a salary hike of 0.31$/hr. Now that is against racism and or discrimination. And yeah, I love this place and people here are not what they are as projected in desi media. I can hear you swearing at me under your breath but I can only say so much for now. <br />
I will be back on this issue shortly, only to prove that we desi's are more racists.!<br />
And also, as am a big time F1 fan, this years lineup is more promising than ever and am looking forward to see <a href="http://www.forceindiaf1.com/">FORCE INDIA</a>(& deepika padukone in red saree) on podium. <br />
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PS: Jai ho maa tujhe salaam onde maataram etc....Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-41465863399817520822009-12-22T21:46:00.000-08:002009-12-22T21:51:39.300-08:00school memories...Its already been a year since our reunion and I cut start (inaguration, I meant) the lines by saying "that day you kill the child in you, you are dead!".... <br />
The one's I remember most vividly, the one's I enjoyed the most, regardless of anyone else's enjoyment or lack of it, one's that stood out from every other routine day for whatever reason... they aren't necessarily in cronological order, I've just written them down as they occur to me...<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"> <b><i>Remembering my childhood, a favourite thought;</i></b><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Those are where most of my memories are.</i></b><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Friendship is all what we sought,</i></b><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>KHO-KHO n KABADDI for fun;</i></b><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Science,Social,Maths were all what we were thought,</i></b><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Languages n Poems for pun;</i></b><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Now that we grew up, its all done;</i></b><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>I wish it did not have to end,</i></b><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>I just want to do it all over again!</i></b><br />
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These moments captured reminds me every now & then, that.... am as young as I was then, As young as my faith but only as old as your doubt!; my reminiscent of school days contrasts with today's...<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>I dont draw or paint on papers anymore!</i></b><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>I dont act or sing on stages anymore!</i></b><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Because for I believe that, old skills never die;</i></b><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>I just have to dust the cobwebs off once & a while.</i></b><br />
<div style="text-align: left;">With my thinking hat on I realised that, In my youth the days were short and the years were long. But, its vice versa now: Years short and days long! Adding to the fact is that years teach much which the days never knew. As I write this down, I am getting late for school... so I better get going..<br />
</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Shirt tucked in, tie straight;</i></b><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Shoes polished & socks white.</i></b><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>A quick prayer hiding from peetla's sight!</i></b><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>stand to attention and lead off from right....</i></b> <br />
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I remember, we guys use to drive as far as coffee day(mysore road) for half a day and still miss bangalore! Guys use to call n say "its boaring maga, sigona" and we knew exactly where to go. I still get those weired yelling in my dreams when once I almost got hit by an auto while crossing the road and the driver goes "maneli helbittu bandidya!?!"<br />
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The best of all is when you get into a brawl in public and about 36 strangers gather around in a flash! atleast to watch, if not to help!<br />
I badly miss the fun of the 3wheeler ride and gone are those days when I could tell the drivers rightuuuu leftuuuu and straightu and they knew the route, except once I told the guy to go straightuuu and yelled at him when he turned right instead...<br />
....and he turns around and nods his head at me and tells me I should learn how to speak clearly because back then my "rightuuu" & st"rightuuu" sounded the same! <br />
And oh..! the ultimate was when we guys use to hang out of BMTC on just one foot & still people said "swalpa adjust maadi please"...just to squeez a part of body in and the rest was taken care of for the remaining 23kms..! <br />
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PS: But still this is my Bengaluru my hemme (read as my city my pride).Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-26242893562090712032009-10-21T06:48:00.000-07:002009-10-22T04:52:23.947-07:00As U C it..As (<span style="font-style:italic;">yo</span>)<span style="font-weight:bold;">U</span> <span style="font-weight:bold;">C</span>(<span style="font-style:italic;">hange</span>) it...<br /><br />For what? U say I am being modest!<br />I say: no ambiguity please, am being honest.<br /><br />For what? U tag me under the label hypocrisy!<br />Between us,I doubt the amity;<br />I was portraying my sincerity.<br /><br />For what? U point me as racist!<br />I pray that U get bullied by terrorist...Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-35791215367212078992009-09-14T00:52:00.000-07:002009-09-14T09:11:15.748-07:00I do ReMixI had enough of composing <a href="http://ragoosrecipe.blogspot.com/search/label/Music">originals</a> and also thanks to you(my muzic fans, I meant)guys for expecting something loud & queer. Its good fun to wear <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rahul_Dev_Burman">RDB's</a> hat while reproducing rafi's and mukesh's classic in raghu's way. Since many of the muzic greats have already given it a try (& failed), I being not one among them, decided to give it a shot and the outcome is here. well, before you listen and start complimenting, downloading or commenting (which, my fellow followers often forget to) please read my disclaimer* below. <br /><br />>>Likhe Jo Khat Tuje (Original is <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C8CFoXUQRwc">here</a>)<br /><embed src="http://share.ovi.com/flash/audioplayer.aspx?media=raghuc2k3.10014&albumname=raghuc2k3.public" width="145" height="60" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed><br /><br />>>Mera Joota He Japani (Original is <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iU03A3fZXDQ">here</a>)<br /><embed src="http://share.ovi.com/flash/audioplayer.aspx?media=raghuc2k3.10015&albumname=raghuc2k3.public" width="145" height="60" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed><br /><br />To add to the above classics is this complimentary sing along...<br /><br />>>Tere Bin Kaise Jiya (Original is <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XLeb5EvAMOs">here</a>)<br /><embed src="http://share.ovi.com/flash/audioplayer.aspx?media=raghuc2k3.10016&albumname=raghuc2k3.public" width="145" height="60" type="application/x-shockwave-<br />flash"></embed><br /><br />*DISCLAIMER: If you are not the intended raghus-muzic fan then, be one ASAP; Also, any dissemination or distribution of the above is much appreciated, either explicitly or implicitly. Ok..now get a mic n start singing..Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-61703267563351926882009-08-27T03:21:00.000-07:002009-08-27T04:55:39.663-07:00GUNYA bros.!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji-GlArkkKd9rVYjZNBBEyhAC2pmubCUocsvdg_qGKkmBghkxtLglYteEEa7fj_G7-NOCNzlH2m9MBHgBvNkE3jyMlcP-lVMbour9EFxa1QoTrvXl-79GHGS7CFLtO7VzImxnphlSxnsc/s1600-h/chikunguniya.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji-GlArkkKd9rVYjZNBBEyhAC2pmubCUocsvdg_qGKkmBghkxtLglYteEEa7fj_G7-NOCNzlH2m9MBHgBvNkE3jyMlcP-lVMbour9EFxa1QoTrvXl-79GHGS7CFLtO7VzImxnphlSxnsc/s320/chikunguniya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374609113617971618" /></a><br />I was on G-chat with my friend back in bangalore(at work but still.!)this afternoon. After discussing few things our conversation introduced me to brothers of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chikungunya">chikungunya</a>. Yes, you read it right. Actually, this is how it went...<br /><br />me: so, wuts happening in b'lore?<br />frn: oh..U knw wut, therz few new virus seeking hosts in & around b'lore this year..<br />me: oh ya I read about H1N1 & CHIKUNGUNYA r spreading, faster than BMTC & its routes.!<br />frn: ssss..also, adding to traffic are TOMATOGUNYA & MUTTONGUNYA lately<br />me: wut.!?! sounds lik they r brothers of another mother..<br /> <br />and it continued..I could'nt control myself from rolling over the floor(carpetted ofcourse). I then googled for GUNYA bros only to know that they are latest in the list of rumours doing rounds in the city, much efficient than BCP constables...Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-69603718715883959232009-06-14T23:43:00.000-07:002009-06-15T05:28:44.251-07:00hAiLed but faiLeD<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCPg3EwLbKee22-egD_Zqm_KooBC9TV0LnOczOgBVFFhmLj-asdAElMf0o9_9crZH2CwBSBLBET-4n60JXkt1cvbLlqZPS33T4PGxQ77_IRjU71Vb4WrMR1aBRyjFWyjZxLSyeFbQYjwY/s1600-h/Failed.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCPg3EwLbKee22-egD_Zqm_KooBC9TV0LnOczOgBVFFhmLj-asdAElMf0o9_9crZH2CwBSBLBET-4n60JXkt1cvbLlqZPS33T4PGxQ77_IRjU71Vb4WrMR1aBRyjFWyjZxLSyeFbQYjwY/s320/Failed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347529682281300834" /></a><br />finally I gave my driving test today in the morning which, exclusively was awesome with no dramas but traumas only later for both me & examiner.! I still get to drive with my desi license however, the lady in blue was cool who caused my valiant attempt to fail and now am considering to give it a second go...Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-91588079931880564902009-05-25T23:20:00.000-07:002009-05-25T23:49:17.414-07:00mE, Muzic & mYselfHaving not much to do at home and at work, am keeping busy browsing youtube for good muzic like <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2A1K_216fDA&feature=PlayList&p=0D46ABAFBB2A99C4&index=0&playnext=1">this</a>, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2_tVc90_dSM">this</a> and <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=75OSZElYB9E">this</a> and oh ya many more actually.. so if you think that even you are obsessed with muzic then help yourself. I bet there isn't any better work on your side too..get youtubing .!Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-11777141852470639912009-05-13T22:09:00.000-07:002009-05-26T09:35:24.496-07:00I get sTimuLuS packageI being the honest TAX-payer was promised of Australian Economic Stimulus Package by the in-power labor party government in feb2009 with hopes of reviving & encouraging economic growth. Job uncertainty in the fore front of aussies mind made Kevin Rudd oops.! sorry Mr. Prime Minister of australia, sign-off on a $42 billion stimulus package and I got my share lately which approximately accounts to about 0.000004%.. well, *uc* numbers its free money..! hurrraaahhhRaghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-70274101804253973672009-04-26T05:50:00.000-07:002009-04-26T06:25:04.136-07:00upon full quarter..just struck my mind.. well, its not about my age though; ok, it is..only but relatively. Hufffff whatever, I just thought since its been a while I have not posted none and me being handicapped(my notebook gave up)lately...why not seize few hours to check out how am I doing in life? Rethink my errors & reminisce my successes, forgive myself for my failed efforts but take pride in my achievements which so far are few episodes of my life valued highly, without which I would not be who I am today...a 25 Y.O. highly qualified male seeking for a change in job prospect. No celebration this time around...well, its global financial recession you know..Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-47175919454881931172009-03-09T22:28:00.000-07:002009-03-09T22:54:36.747-07:00Gradually Gladdark cupid clouds crawling away;<br />object of affection gradually fading away;<br />true colors of life making its way;<br />frustrations & regrets needs castaway, <br />by letting thoughts to loop & sweet insanity to speed away.<br /><br /><embed src="http://share.ovi.com/flash/audioplayer.aspx?media=raghuc2k3.10011&channelname=raghuc2k3.public" width="145" height="60" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed><br /><br />the rage plays hide & seek,<br />causing bloodrush in veins;<br />why regret? - question to self;<br />calm contemplation engulfs;<br />unrequited query finds NIRVANA.Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-62747430162591202092009-02-28T23:21:00.000-08:002009-02-28T23:36:26.123-08:00Drunk wit thoughts<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu9GmTNppwxF0gmjLGqgfIEEFFR5tIQM40ENBCY4iBK3bw2-cPsJPvMrw2l6DkJdNr-H7d_abfA5EBi515MigTuj_vUozOpF0QHYZybX5D-3-z_dTtagDoaawBMifpoKScwTtOOMeCswE/s1600-h/drunk.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 170px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu9GmTNppwxF0gmjLGqgfIEEFFR5tIQM40ENBCY4iBK3bw2-cPsJPvMrw2l6DkJdNr-H7d_abfA5EBi515MigTuj_vUozOpF0QHYZybX5D-3-z_dTtagDoaawBMifpoKScwTtOOMeCswE/s200/drunk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308118294345564914" /></a><br />Its sort of hangover on one side but contemplation on the other. I am not complaining. Sadly, am being shaped thanks to a binge on confronting thoughts. Not just thoughts, but random thoughts and too many of them. I get my senses back on reading pass “success is not final, failure is not fatal but its the courage to continue that counts” and suddenly my mind gets cornered in silence on coming across life instructions: have fun; do not hurt people; do not accept defeat; strive to be happy.. god what next..!?! I just whisper 'yes I can' unlike senator Obama. <br />Then, I start feeling jingoistic on watching “S**M D*G Millionaire”, not because it swept OSCARS but because the way it projects my motherland. Now, to get out of this trauma I move on to listen <a href="http://www.kannadaaudio.com/Songs/Moviewise/1/35-100/Sanne.ram">this</a> song that am obsessed with lately. Following this, I start thinking what keeps me actively lazy and I am bestowed by poseidon to transform my feelings into musical notes. Then, I get advice on sharing the regret with yet another thought; even before understanding the last, I get told “great works are performed, not by strength, but by perseverance” my mate.! nOw I am forced to an agile conclusion that, 3 W’s (weather, women & wine) are highly unpredictable..! and I need to get this copyrighted under my name. Oops..! am done with a bottle of white excuse me till I get a bottle of red…<br /><br />PS: Am not drunk, the thoughts are.!Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-73776209911144941902009-02-13T22:20:00.000-08:002009-02-13T22:29:39.457-08:00Feb 14 SpecialNope, its not about what your thinking..& also, no, its not a sequel to <a href="http://ragoosrecipe.blogspot.com/2009/01/13th-december.html">13th December</a>. I have few other things to celebrate.! Yes, today marks the 2 years journey of struggle between pen & pride. It was on this day of the year 2007 that I along with 4 mates flew here. I still have my first ever international flight ticket with me which has its own story to talk.! It shall remain as an antique. Also, its my mate yogish’s birthday today. His first in Perth in 2 years, which makes it, bit more special<br /> <br />Finally, I would like to add few words about the most expected form the date above… for my male friends & foes in love, sweating with gift-O-phobia.! I say, she may forget what you present or said, but will never forget how you made her feel while delivering them. Love as if everyday is valentines day.! (gets costly, i know) Good luck :)Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-63319964306206065462009-01-26T22:01:00.000-08:002009-02-03T07:34:08.629-08:0013th December..the 347th day of the year 2008 is a Saturday and I shall remember it for years to come. Am going to go out on a limb here and say that this may be the single most satisfying vacation I have had in my life. I finally had my day, my minutes to convey, my object of affection, that was held up for too long within me and the wait was over then.!<br /><br /><embed src="http://share.ovi.com/flash/audioplayer.aspx?media=raghuc2k3.10010&channelname=raghuc2k3.public" width="145" height="60" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed><br /><br />Now I stand straight and say...I don't let go of my dreams, the whisker of cupid can drown all the screams...I know that to talk of L**E, I have very little right but many times you see something only when it is out of your sight.! So I don't want to talk about this anymore and I feel things going to be better than before.Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-48757492719868458472009-01-22T04:06:00.000-08:002009-01-22T04:42:49.083-08:00bAck 2 scHoolI was in search for my lost mates from school or maybe I was looking to re-ignite that flame from my long lost school days. This was an effort to get the old gang back in touch and we did it, we made it happen not actually by going back to platonic school of philosophy but by social gathering at a restaurant. I mentioned ‘WE’ so that I get to admire, adore you all & of course, all of us need a big applause for showing interest & driving down on a busy saturday morning to make the event memorable.<br /> <br /><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com.au/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com.au&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com.au%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fraghuc2k3%2Falbumid%2F5293267692479585921%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed><br /><br />Most of us met each other after 8 long years not to regurgitate what our teachers thought but to reminisce those precious moments that we had for few good years[1989-2000]. Thanks for all of U for making it happen & we shall have many more such gatherings in near future. If you guyz feel like reading more about school days <a href="http://itspanzi.blogspot.com/2006/12/get-rid-of-slimy-girls.html">this one</a> sure is for you.<br /><br /><embed src="http://share.ovi.com/flash/player.aspx?media=raghuc2k3.10009&channelname=raghuc2k3.public" width="312" height="220" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed><br /><br />In the end I believe everyone were quite happy to say TATAaaa…, C U later. Nevertheless, for those of you who missed it for various reasons, not to be worried, you will be there for the next one…<br /><br />PS: Reunion was organized, not just by having contacts, but by my perseverance :PRaghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-54867926785187848592008-12-28T21:16:00.000-08:002008-12-28T21:27:31.670-08:00From city of Baked BeansNamastey mates. I am almost halfway through my hometown trip and only left with couple of weeks to enjoy home stay. Eating out almost daily, once in a day at least has messed up my stomach.! Enjoyed watching KANNADA movies and somehow I have been watching too many comedy plays at famous theater “<a href="http://www.rangashankara.org/home/rangatest/">RangaShankara</a>” to add value for self-entertainment.! (no negatives). However, the hypnotic art of my presumption has made me to stay mute about local issues and am keeping myself busy in traveling to places and fun-tastic get-togethers. My nostalgic sense has made me to think about extending my stay but for now over n out…Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-11964046900061936802008-11-20T23:34:00.000-08:002008-11-20T23:37:49.972-08:00No more xams!exams over and it ended with a bang!! Yes, you read rite; Answering database administration was like a cakewalk in the park. Xams are finally over & finally defines once for all but wtf***! time has insanely slowed down.. 5 more days n I can say bye to Perth but then… I only managed to kill 3 minutes n 26 seconds scribbling this. The predicaments of a student is no more for me and on reminiscing, it was not that bad after all (later corrected to not bad at all.!) and as always I did leave some scope for improvement. Well that’s that.. wow..! too much sugar in my tea.! all rite.. am off to fix it now…Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1638812172881960816.post-27164465628938422172008-11-07T21:10:00.000-08:002009-03-17T08:37:03.543-07:00this is my song so farI’m sitting here thinking about you<br />your thoughts create a flutter in my heart<br />thoughts about: I being song of your life;<br />thoughts about: I being breath of your hopes;<br />these thoughts will grow, fonder beautifully, <br />they have my mind as their home.<br /><br /><embed src="http://share.ovi.com/flash/audioplayer.aspx?media=raghuc2k3.10008&channelname=raghuc2k3.public" width="145" height="60" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed><br /><br />In the stream of my feelings will I ever find a river?<br />will my wishes ever find a boon?<br />no wonder my thoughts just run wild at times!<br />cause you are there and I'm here;<br />this is my song so far, regurgitating; <br />sitting here thinking about you.Raghuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14706383485120972209noreply@blogger.com2