The Sleeping Post

The Arse speaketh...

2007-01-04T17:07:00.000-05:00

Chris says:
Btw
Where's my pics?!

.h3liosyes, we have college today says:
on my desktop

Chris says:
How romantic!

The boy's always been a charmer, eh. Fag.
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Ivy's Worry About You

Laying back, head on the grass...

2006-06-22T00:59:00.000-04:00

You know, I never realised it before. Not once, ever.

Oh yeah, music has always been a part of my life... but, in the last two years it has come to play a huge part of my life. Always having its part to play, whatever the occasion... always the perfect song for a moment of life that is most pure begging to outlast those four minutes.

Through all of my emotions and desperations and moods and moments and bursts and joys.

Through all of the partying and gaming and dancing and sporting and socialising.

Through all of the late nights and early dawns spent with some fantastic company who I never would've met had I never gone for my Master's and, who I really miss much... Saranya dahlin, for being the friend to me, everyone else envied to have, Nate-ish, for being the first drunk I can say I truly respect & Lasida babes, for the warmness and being an amaaaaazing friend to talk to at very unrespectable times of the night to the insomniac soul, that is me.

Through all of the spur-of-the-moment meetups with school-mates who I've been blessed to know all my life, Sabs, for being the only friend who has ever wished me without fault on my birthday every year, even though I forget yours ever so carelessly, and Sid, for being there through thick and thin and just being Sid, and Ruby (who seems to be searching for something).

Through all of the Quake II and Quake III games that we ever so deviously squeaked in after (and during!) class hours at undergrad with Nizam, for being the best and most true friend that I could have ever asked for and for always being there whenever I needed a friend, bro, punching bag, et cetera and keeping in touch even when I was half-way across the world and coming on Google Talk at an insane 5am just so he could catch me before heading for classes to say Hi, luv you and your (mine? :P) chick way too much and Ejaz and Farhad (Forehead) and Fahad (Freak) and Badr and Russel (Rascal) and Mitsy, who I'm absolutely in luv with and who has always been there for me as a friend, mentor, guide, sensai, advisor, counsellor, girlfriend, sis, et al. You will always be special to me. My words are no match for the gratitude you deserve, for whenever I called upon you regardless of how late it was, yet always offering your best. Especially, when you wanted to help earlier this year, that will always remain with me. I love you, Mits.

Through the few friends from back home who I first met many a moons ago but, simply lost touch with, like Pinks, for still being the person I can always count on for anything and everything whatever time it may be, ever since we were kids, and Karen, for being the sole person I consider myself most fortunate to have gotten back in touch with in June of last year. And, for the many wonderful moments since and for the insight that only your beautiful eyes see. I do the things I do, cause I care for you immensely. And, I'll always cherish the many, many hours in late-late inter-continental phone calls that we shared, that always seemed to fly by so quickly with you.

Through all of the various avenues that I've made friends from over the years, like t-break, where I met humanity's most likeable bisexual who I've had the kinky pleasure of knowing, Reub's (Skunk), and Rishi (Seph), for being the pirate I simply have to hate out of principle, even if we're bed buddies and Dayaan (Narcky) and his sis, Shae, for being the extremely gifted creative duo that I'm honoured to have known personally, Jesse for the great times we've shared and the many late-nights and convo's about anything and everything and AK (Squeaky), who has been a gem of a friend and is truly one of a kind and of course, Martin for being the only male I know struck with PMS.

For the life I've been blessed with and will eternally be grateful for. I am truly thankful for knowing each one of you.

If only those four minutes could last forever...

Oh, and here's the lyrics to my song of the moment, Dakota by Stereophonics...

Thinking back, thinking of you
Summertime think it was June
Yeah think it was June
Laying back, head on the grass
Chewing gum having some laughs
Yeah having some laughs.

You made me feel like the one
Made me feel like the one
The one
You made me feel like the one
Made me feel like the one
The one

Drinking back, drinking for two
Drinking with you
When drinking was new
Sleeping in the back of my car
We never went far
Didn't need to go far

You made me feel like the one
Made me feel like the one
The one
You made me feel like the one
Made me feel like the one
The one

I don’t know where we are going now
I don’t know where we are going now

Wake up call, coffee and juice
Remembering you
What happened to you?
I wonder if we’ll meet again
Talk about life since then
Talk about why did it end

You made me feel like the one
Made me feel like the one
The one
You made me feel like the one
Made me feel like the one
The one

I don’t know where we are going now
I don’t know where we are going now

So take a look at me now

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Stereophonic's Dakota

End of the World

2006-06-04T17:15:00.000-04:00

Happened to catch a song that got me hooked instantly at the end of Crossing Jordan, as the show was leading into the credits titled, End of the World.

However, I'm not too sure who the original is sung by. Even the one played on TV seems to have been cut just for that episode.

After some iTunes-fu... I must say, that I love Nancy Sinatra's [US iTunes] rendition quite a bit, along with Rosie Flores' [US iTunes] take. The other's I came across were just too electronic and synthetic. This is one song that absolutely demands the rough earthiness that acoustic offers. Sort of like Rosie's, but with Nancy's vocals.

Why does the sun go on shining
Why does the sea rush to shore
Don't they know it's the end of the world
'Cause you don't love me any more

Why do the birds go on singing
Why do the stars glow above
Don't they know
it's the end of the world
It ended when I lost your love

I wake up in the morning and I wonder
Why everything's the same as it was
I can't understand, no, I can't understand
How life goes on the way it does

Why does my heart go on beating
Why do these eyes of mine cry
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when you said goodbye

Why does my heart go on beating
Why do these eyes of mine cry
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when you said goodbye

Even though it's an old tune that I've heard in passing, it really struck home when I heard it this past Saturday. One of those days, I suppose.
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Nancy Sinatra's End of the World

Oh, how I wish they'd simply learn...

2006-06-01T13:54:00.000-04:00

...Etisalat, the Middle-East's *choke* most beloved ISP.

Sure, it's been going on for a while. But to block Flickr and Orkut among many others, to be polite... is a bit primitive.

Especially, for a nation that strives to be on the edge with all those ridiculous projects that they never cease to come up with. And yes, I realise I mentioned Dubai's megalicious construction projects only. But that's only because, I'm tired to the bone of their argument against VOIP.

Too much money, I tell you. And of course, minus *ahem*.

PS. This is my rant for the day. And, unblock the above already, please.
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Hard Fi's Cash Machine

Decisions, decisions...

2006-05-26T19:25:00.000-04:00

I'm debating whether I should put up two mugshots of moi taken a year apart.

Apart from that, AJAX is making me all weak at the knees, with J2EE no less.

Wiiiii!
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Oasis' Turn Up The Sun

Sometimes words just don't do...

2006-04-08T09:09:00.000-04:00

Chris says:
I'm not all that troublesome!
Martin says:
...

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Zero7's Somersault

Simple together...

2006-03-25T17:30:00.000-05:00

Just coding away to some music when Alanis Morissette's Simple Together from her greatest hits collection came up.

An immensely beautiful, beautiful song! Some very bare-naked writing in there with a tune that just echoes with heart-ache throughout.

You've been my golden best friend
Now with post-demise at hand
Can't go to you for consolation
Cause we're off limits during this transition
This grief overwhelms me
It burns in my stomach
And i can't stop bumping into things
I thought we'd be simple together
I thought we'd be happy together
Thought we'd be limitless together
I thought we'd be precious together
But i was sadly mistaken
You've been my soulmate and mentor
I remembered you the moment i met you
With you i knew god's face was handsome
With you i suffered an expansion
This loss is numbing me
It pierces my chest
And i can't stop dropping everything
I thought we'd be sexy together
Thought we'd be evolving together
I thought we'd have children together
I thought we'd be family together
But i was sadly mistaken
If i had a bill for all the philosophies i shared
If i had a penny for all the possibilities i presented
If i had a dime for every hand thrown up in the air
My wealth would render this no less severe
I thought we'd be genius together
I thought we'd be healing together
I thought we'd be growing together
Thought we'd be adventurous togheter
But i was sadly mistaken
Thought we'd be exploring together
Thought we'd be inspired together
I thought we'd be flying together
Thought we'd be on fire together
But i was sadly mistaken

I know, I know... its a grotesquely passionate tune just drowning with regret on a future that could've been.

But, no matter how lyrically bitter it may be, complete with the overwhelming sadness within... it's one of those very rare tracks that's just. Perfect.
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Alanis Morissette's Simple Together

Sambhar of '69

2006-02-20T09:56:00.001-05:00

I had my first real six rupees,
stole it from my father's pants.
went to a Madrasi hotel,
to eat the sambhar of '69.
Me and some kadke dost,
had it all and we caught bukhaar,
Jimy puked, Joey got ulcers,
and Bagga ne maari dakar.

Oh when I went back there now,
the food was as stale as ever,
and though it was 1999,
still the sambhar was being served over there,

that was the worst food of my life.

There's no use in complaining,
when you got no other place to eat,
rushed in the evening to the doctors clinic,
but he too was at the toilet seat, yeah

standing there waiting outside,
nurse told me I will wait forever,
oh and when I held my breath,
I knew that I had to use that loo there
That was the worst food of my life.

Back to the sambhar of '69.

Man I was getting killed,
I was full and restless,
I needed to unwind,
I guess nothing can wait forever - FOREVER... NO!!!!

And now the dhabas are changing,
new dishes have come and gone,
sometimes when I pass that old madrasi lane,
I still smell it, I can't be wrong.

Standing in those unwashed clothes,
the waiters still call me in there,
oh the way my nostrils burn,
I know that it will be served forever,
what was the worst food of my life.

Yeah it was the sambhar of '69,
the sambhar, the sambhar, the sambhar of '69 !!!

Oh, and do listen to the song that I linked to below. It's a Bengaluru band's take on Bryan Adam's Summer of '69. Bengaluru being Bangalore, before the el politicianos there decided to play kabadi on a lazy Monday afternoon.
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Desi''fied Summer of '69

Blogger.com go buh-bye!

2006-02-05T18:35:00.000-05:00

Lovely lil outages these past few days over at Blogger HQ.

And, shush about me not updating all that often... or at all? Today was another one of those I-felt-the-need-to-post day's and Blogger decided to go cuckoo on accepting me configuration changes.

Heylooo WordPress...
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Trey Anastasio's Shine

Can't stop this thing we started

2005-09-23T06:21:00.000-04:00

After an unexpected hiatus the past couple of months and a rather random late night urge to blog, cf/blog is back.

Uneventfully.

What the heck... free rounds for the two of you who do read, dammit!

Anyway's, I've got a semi-done post coughing on mothballs, which I scribbled back in May that's screaming to be free. However, that still needs some more scribbling along with some editing and pic-manip's. Hopefully, I should be done with it before the weekend's over.

A lil teaser, if you will...

But, before that, I do promise to re-cap later tonight on where I was, while being AWOL.
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Bryan Adam's (I Wanna Be) Your Underwear

Where art thou?

2005-05-11T00:12:00.000-04:00

Fret not, chummies!

I'm still "alive" and well. Just hit a slight bump on making my way back to Dubai this past Saturday. Making insane underestimations on how much stuff one thinks one can fit into a certain amount of storage space tends to do that to you sometimes. Moving on... my flight's been rescheduled for this Thursday; so, I should be in Dubai (hopefully!) Friday night. That should give you all enough time to go right ahead and get the red carpets and all that mish-mash ready. :P

And, besides that, all my stuff, including my rig is packed up into storage... explaining my offline presence the last couple days.

Now, you know.

And, knowing is half the battle! *cue G.I. Joe theme*
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playing A Perfect Circle's The Noose in my head

The Case of...

2005-03-05T04:14:00.000-05:00

...the lil kid.

Who is all of a solid year, a month and 5 days old.

Incase, you're among those who are/were wondering who the lil tyke is, who I've got as my MSN avataar... well, wonder no more. No, he isn't me when I was a young 'un, he's the latest (in every sense of the word, might I add) addition to the famiglia.

Dylan, male, 2½ft, sweet, hyper-active, talkative, choco-addict and as naughty as a bro can be.

My lil cutie-pie. :X :X :X
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Kylie Minogue's Chocolate

Madness is...

2005-03-02T15:19:00.000-05:00

...what you make of it.

Or at least, thats what this lil linky courtesy of another chum, Sam, would lead you to believe.

Having scored...

1% scored higher (more nerdy), and
99% scored lower (less nerdy).

What does this mean? Your nerdiness is:

All hail the monstrous nerd. You are by far the SUPREME NERD GOD!!!

Hmmm.

Woohoo?
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Heather Nova's Widescreen

Gotta love ol' chums...

2005-02-27T05:24:00.000-05:00

...or not.

First off, a lil tid-bit about Reuben A. (aka SnakeEye's of t-break fame)

Apart from him being a short skinhead of a turd with a knack for being the butt of all of our jokes, he's one heck of a whacked-out friend. Considering, he pretty much always single-handedly comes up with more ways to insult himself than anyone I have ever known, I'm bloody sure it's a God-gifted talent. He's still an awesome chum to have, all at the same time too.

Which is why, over time, you just sort of come to expect such golden prose from him, oh-ever-so-often...

Reuben says:
eating early morning premature ejaculated sperm
is the key to good bone marrow health

Ooooook then. Go, you!

*choke*
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SnakeEye's Summer Song 2

One day at a time...

2005-02-17T01:37:00.000-05:00

...more or less.

Gotta love going to the gym to get those ol' bones in tune. Especially, since my last visit was back in Christmas '99.

And, shite, does it hurt all hell.

Having just gotten back from an hour long workout on my back and legs, it went pretty well. But, wait, there's yet another trip to the gym in-store, since, John is going at an oh-so-awful 9am. Which inconveniently enough, is in just over 8 hours. Ugh. As if that isn't enough, Mehul said he'd be going later this evening. So, yeah, chest and shoulders in the morning and legs for later. Oh well, gotta get those triceps, biceps and what have you in shape. Someday.

And, before I forget, my first visit to the gym yesterday, started out with a couple sets of chest and shoulder presses along with a pullover. Topped off with a solid 3mins on the elliptical trainer. All of which ended up with me not being able to walk out the gym at all. Viva la cramp-heaven!

Rinse and repeat, tomorrow.

Fantastic, I tell ya.
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Heather Nova's Second Skin

And, so it begins...

2005-02-10T03:51:00.000-05:00

...a blog of my own.

*gasp*
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Coldplay's A rush of blood to the head