Aiyyoo KARMA

Would you know what is triggering the death of BLOGS!?! 100 words or less(essay stress)!? marital status!? or the second life that we lead on FACEBOOK!?
well, its just another random question to my 2 n half readers.
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 (W)orld-(W)ide-(W)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 'FB Karma'.
I will not be surprised if FACEBOOK would be the one stop shop for all our virtual needs (at one point I thought GOOGLE'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?, FACEBOOK might kill this blogging star too.!


PS: I welcome you back, my 2 n half readers...

GUNYA bros.!

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 chikungunya. Yes, you read it right. Actually, this is how it went...

me: so, wuts happening in b'lore?
frn: oh..U knw wut, therz few new virus seeking hosts in & around b'lore this year..
me: oh ya I read about H1N1 & CHIKUNGUNYA r spreading, faster than BMTC & its routes.!
frn: ssss..also, adding to traffic are TOMATOGUNYA & MUTTONGUNYA lately
me: wut.!?! sounds lik they r brothers of another mother..

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...

mE, Muzic & mYself

Having not much to do at home and at work, am keeping busy browsing youtube for good muzic like this, this and this 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 .!

I get sTimuLuS package

I 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..! hurrraaahhh

Drunk wit thoughts

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.
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 this 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…

PS: Am not drunk, the thoughts are.!

From city of Baked Beans

Namastey 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 “RangaShankara” 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…

No 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…

Me moving on..

Sometimes in life I did decide to walk through distinct path, in my own way to achieve goals and while traveling along, I observed the funny nature of life which forced me to drift apart and take shortcuts. And all along the way I have met people who let me see a different perspective of life than my own preconceived notion only to realize that we don’t live in the world of reality but in the world of how we perceive reality.
When I try to reminisce about the left behinds, I feel happy for what ever that I am today. But, I am still learning how not to hide myself in my own sheltered little world and just imagining things to happen or wish for the life I want, instead, mold myself to hold the command on life ahead.
From my dairy of lessons learnt, I love to ink down a few lines and the very first one would be – don’t wait for people to be friendly, show them how; And like me, start believing in luck, for how else can we explain the success of those who win over us.

It needs no title

I know It’s been almost a month since something breathed on this blog. On realizing it was October.! I screeched in silence, when the hell did September end.!?! Anyways, a lot of water has flown under the bridge since I last wrote (I know, my usage of english idioms are exemplary).

I did so many activities last month and it was fun unlimited. To name a few are like scuba diving, structured planning for an exciting trip down south, lots of shopping, got our magna ready to loaf and learned setting up tents for camping in record time and finally once in lifetime kinda trip (will write about it shortly).

Step in October, project phobia has occupied my mind and on personal front, I guess things are never supposed to be smooth for a guy who is about to turn 25. Me staring at my future which is still as clear as the climax of an art movie (I don’t know about you, but I hardly understand ending of an art movie) leaves me paranoid.I know am being intricate, but I’ll stop here to enjoy the remaining Sunday.

Filmy friday

A long walk back to home from job, door opens and I step into multilingual house-full show. Yes, it was just another filmy friday night yesterday and each one busy watching movie on their lappi’s. I meant multilingual as to describe: One deeply involved in a English classic, second belted to seat watching Tamil action, third laughing his heart out at Telugu comedy, fourth in deep shock watching Hindi horror and fifth being me was busy thinking to justify the word multilingual. Wasting no time, filled my plate to brim and fired up a romantic Kannada. It was only after seeing “SHUBHAM” my senses came back only to know my plate was empty and badly required washing following which I jumped to bed whispering huff… friday night phull tight.

Pride n Prejudice

What an event so far the Beijing’s Olympics has been to us the INDIANS. A long and impatient wait for 56 years now, to replace the Bronze with glittering Gold. It’s a shame to know our 1st independent gold medalist died fighting for his pension on the other hand thanks to 24/7 media which has made the new national heroes storm into crorepati list already.
If questioned how many medals India would win, my heart would answer 1 more than the hosts but my mind pointing to India’s great contribution for the Mathematics. However, the fact lying between and my sole satisfaction about the fact is that our eternal rivals, the Paki’s, have drawn a big blank. I’ve been contemplating most of the times & keep on wondering what is it with our athletes.!?! When Chinese can train a 6-year-old gymnasts to do 100 sit-ups, In India child rights activists would have filed a petition complaining of child abuse.
And yet, for the 1st time there is a genuine belief that India’s next Olympic gold wont take so long and undoubtedly there are many more Kumars and Sainas waiting to be discovered.

P.S: Why not Bollywood big shots do something about this? With context to IPL.

66th & Unnoticed.!

Its my friend’s birthday today the 9th August and we staying together here, on a foreign land, 6374.5kms away from home, has never made us forget to wish him as soon as the clock struck 12. Well, its not his 66th by the way.
If we can recall high school history then probably its not enough to get the idea what I am talking about. It was on this day 66 years ago people of India launched their final struggle for Independence. Mr. M.K Gandhi’s inspiring words spoken on this day kept up to its expectations which goes like this… “Here is a mantra I give you. You may imprint it on your hearts and let every breath of yours give expression to it. Do or Die. We shall either free India or die in the attempt; we shall not live to see the perpetuation of our slavery.”
Today, we are left with no more interest or patience to remember moments of national glory or sorrow. The mood is to get on with life, get ahead in the struggle for survival & success. The reason being today’s politics which is so vile & banal which has made it difficult for us to imagine that there was a time when our nation’s air was charged with commitment, heroism & sacrifice. Now, where is the pride of being an INDIAN…!?!

PS: Mera Bharath Mahaan, Bolo Bharath Mataa ki...jai.

Howz going?

The most common phrase I get to answer repeatedly to different individuals following a warm hello. If that’s the aussie one, guess what, I have to answer the phrase Howz life? which is desi. Apparently I just end up replying “GOOD” hiding the reality which obviously interests none. After almost spending 18 months away from home I have come to a conclusion that life is not easy and it will never be, specially when you are repeatedly reminded of your age and things that should have been accomplished by that age..! Going gets only tougher and so do I to get going.

Perth Motor Show

It was my dream to try my hands on some of the most beautiful 4 wheelers and it came true 99%. Well that remaining 1% will be added only on the day when I drive a ferrari. Ok stories apart.. the pics speaks for themselves, if not, at least the captions do :) so i'll handover to them... tighten your seat belts..& off you go

Why the Name?

Endless hours of procrastination, long hours of University & work, gossip, sleepless nights, job deals, Client meetings & Projects, house keeping & taking good care of myself are all incomplete without communication. So I call my blog "Kaad Harate" which apparently means "hot conversations with no real intentions."

I didn't start this blog to stir communal violence or to combat terrorism (which turns out to be common 2day). I started this blog so as to keep myself well read and updated (which obviously I am not now). Does that sound selfish? Would it have been anything different had I said this blog is the voice of the underdog? I believe its rhetoric stupidity.!

Do stupid blurbs bother you? Is Karnataka's Political situation bothering you? Are stinky socks the biggest menace for you today !?! Whatever it is, all you need is a little more talent than that of a nose picker to write and say what you want to say. And this doesn't mean that a nose picker cant write one!; confused? irritated? Well then the blog name serves the purpose :)

I hated tat time

Belated "Merry Christmas", "Happy New Year" & all that crap to everyone out there. I personally hated that period of time; specially last year [2007] as I was made to listen to all those annoying carols almost anywhere & everywhere. Let me say hurting somebody's feelings is not my intension.

This is what I heard from one of my colleague when I asked Y is it that you people lovingly hate christmas.!?! Its because "you buy other people things that they don't want and they give you things you don't want. You then spend most of the day with relatives you don't see very often, the reason you don't see much of them is that you don't like them. You eat too much, have a few too many drinks and start acting like the Hallow Man..!" I couldn't waited anymore for it to be over.

Some said: Midnight Mass is a good time to reflect on past mistakes and vow to try better next time the chance arises.
N Most said: Nope; I reckon Christmas should be wiped from the calendar.!; I'd rather mow the lawn or paint the house.! [after hearing to this I felt the mental sickness of westerners]

Lack of Culture but they still believe in Future, am damn sure they themselves torture.

Faking the passion - "CRICKET"

I had stopped following cricket for a while then. I used to be big on cricket back during my school n college dayz, but since the whole match-fixing thing broke out, I had lost interest. But the obviousness that all matches have been fixed doesn't seem to have affected the vast majority of the CRICKET fans. All of them continued to watch the game with exactly the same enthusiasm..!! exception being me.

The problem of being a non-cricket watching Indian is that many people think of that as being the same as being an orangutan - Almost human, but not quite..! yes I mean it.

Several people are scandalized when I tell them I don't follow cricket. This time at my work place during tea break, I walk into this tea room and everyone is talking about match that was played on the previous day N d chat goes lik this..

RON: "I think the umpire's 2nd decision was unwarranted. The ball was way outside leg."
Michael : "Ponting shouldn't have declared despite that - The reverse swing was appreciable. I still think it was outside leg"
"What do you think?"
Me: "I'm sorry, I don't follow cricket."

There is a stunned silence in the room as the enormity of my stupidity dissipates through the room. Everyone is looking at me as if I'm an Alien..!

Ron: "YOU DIDN'T WATCH YESTERDAY'S MATCH?"
Me: "err..hmmm....err...no? Did I miss something?"
Michael: "TRAITOR! KILL HIM! HANG HIM UPSIDE DOWN TO THE FAN!"
Rest of the Colleagues: "Yeeeessss!!! (chorus) Hang him! Hang him!"

It wasn't that bad, but hope you got the picture. I have since then learnt that saying you don't watch cricket n tat too being an Indian means you'll be treated like an outcast. So, I fake it.. not all d time but most of the time.. N the discussion went on....

RON: "...and so the ball was outside leg. It wasn't out. What do you think?"
Me: "Yes. That was the turning point of the match!"
RON: "Yes! And if that idiot umpire..."

"Turning point" is a good fake to use, because all incidents can be turning points of the match. People can't tell if you are faking it. But you have to be careful to use this strategy and not say too much. It can get you into trouble.

Mohammed: "What did you think of the match yesterday?"
Me: "It was a good match. Sachin's innings was eventful."
(Note the use of the generic "eventful". If Sachin scored 0, it was eventful, if he scored 100, it was still eventful. This normally works, except if you're so stupid that you didn't know Sachin is not playing)
RON: "Sachin is not playing in the T20 worldcup!"
Me: "Did I say Sachin? I meant Sourav."
RON: "Ganguly is not playing either. Did you really watch the match?"
Me: "Look there! its Aishwarya on the screen!"

my colleagues turned around to TV screen n I ran back to work...