Saturday, March 10, 2007

Another update... 10-Mar-07

Love is like Vindaloo curry. It takes the roof of your mouth off, it makes you cry in the morning. But when you see it on the other table in the evening, you say, “God I really miss curry!” -- This one is credited to the soap Dr. House MD... rest are original

I don’t need tears to cry because my tears are not for you to see.

The great pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do... Damn it people!!! Say that I can't do something!

Ideas are like shit... The noisiest splatters are easy to come by... but the real stinkers are the hardest and most painful to push out!

People don't like me and I don't like people... It is a pretty mutual understanding

Life's a box of chocolates... sometimes someone has already eaten through it...

Life's a well-written play... damn... someone forgot to send me my script...

Friday, January 19, 2007

Some more quotes

I ain't fat, I just burn food more efficiently!

Love me when I deserve the least for that is when I need it the most!

I don't despise vegetarians. Apart from not wanting my chicken biscuit, I've heard they make a good crunchy snack!

People often refer to knowing things like the back of their hand. Can anyone tell me how many hairs do they have on the third finger?

The mind unfettered by the chains of destiny that bind the body soars to the sky.
It is free and hence the feels not the bondage the chains provide.
But when it is not free, it still does not feel the shackles since it is dead already.

I avoid judging people. To weigh them against some utopian measure of virtue or quality is being unfair not to them but to oneself. The true judgment of a man is that he does not judge people but accepts them as they are. For in this acceptance of his, he has truly measured up to being human as he can be.

Relationships are like a house of cards. The bigger you build the easier it is for a zephyr to turn it to shambles.

On Life...

Life is a reality show without the $1M prize at the end

Life sucks… and it thinks I am the popsicle!

Life is like a bumper sticker... You chase the car down 10 blocks to read it and find it was not worth it!

When I was a kid, all I wanted to do was to grow up. Now I try in vain to be the kid I could have been.

Have you ever walked into a wall... Which was moving towards you? With a purpose and at 50mph? Have you? Well... neither have I, coz where I come from, they have speed-limits for walls with a purpose!

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

What is 42 anyways?

To the uninitiated... there's an omnibus of 5 books written by a British author Douglas Adams. The work called Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy is a rather insane whirlwind trip of a very average guy called Arthur Dent across the Universe accompanied by a alien (masquerading as a human) called Ford Perfect, who is one of the writers for the strange yet successful travel guide (and source of quick information out of tight situations)

Insanity rules at all points in the story.

The storyline in the background is that Earth is a computer designed to compute the Question to which the answer has been arrived at as '42'

The answer spawned a culture wherein people believe 42 has a reason to be the answer to the Quintessential question or have just idolized it!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Answer_to_Life,_the_Universe,_and_Everything says it all...

But the bottomline is... nothing makes sense...
Like pulling out random scrabble tiles from a bag that say, "WHAT DO YOU GET IF YOU MULTIPLY SIX BY NINE.?"

So here's the tribute to the insanity...

Stuff that has been pulled out of the bag called my mind...
New stuff as it pops up...

Friday, August 25, 2006

Who am I?

Aloha! As an aggrieved and accessory to the avocation of Atropos, I chose to advance a concept. It borders not on atheism but is rather agnostic, intended as arson to avarice and as an assertion of anarchist apolitical agitation aimed at the attitude against amelioration. The aim is to avoid an aleatory approach to ascension of altitude, the altar of anthropic advancement, rather base it on ability. Whilst the thought veers towards considering this as an abomination contrary to the accepted apperception, the attempt is to tell you that I am an allegory of an altercation against such aberration of interpretation. While you may find my alter ego rather amiable albeit a tad arid in allure, the demeanor is to adumbrate the actuality. As anticipated, you may wonder if this accidental acquaintance with an abstruse apparition augurs well for you, let me alleviate your anxiety and mention that the absolute pleasure is all mine and that you may address me as Abe.