We live in a world of presumtions and veils. A world where you only get to know something of a person that he wants you to know. All your so-called act of knowing somebody is all bullshit. Even the characteristics of somebody that they dont want u to know and u do end up finding is just some very complicated unintentional mindfuck.
You only know a person a few seconds before his/her death.
Im not dead yet so might as well get on with this.
First of all, the new Zodiac shit, I never believed your older brother, I dont believe you, but Im still a Libran. Fuck You.
If you did wonder why there have been no posts about the exams well they just got over. I am too lazy and bored to rebel against something I cant change. I have become a commoner. Write the bloody exam, get home and sleep. Or maybe its because I've written them for 12 years and the system has achieved what it wanted to.
I am getting back to reading. Im reading my old favourites and downloading new ones as pdf's and reading them (Yes, Im that cheap).
To writers who make me smile, to poems that make me smile, and lines that make me think, I raise my glass.
My Terabyte HDD is constantly spinning with data now thanks to a steady inflow of epic proportions of data.
I now possess
10 Seasons of Friends.
6 Seasons of How I Met Your Mother
2 Seasons of Modern Family
2 Seasons of White Collar
7 Seasons of Entourage
7 Seasons of Two and a Half Men
12 Seasons of The Simpsons
2 Seasons of Castle
14 Seasons of Top Gear
And Im very proud and happy about that.
Oh and also movies.
My list of movies is too long to reproduce so lets just say that the average size of a movie is 800 MB and I possess a little over 500 GB. You do the math honey.
I cant resist so I'll tell you that it is a little over 500 movies. Pride is an understatement.
To the people who made such a massive collection possible.
To Big Man, Sunny, Max, Aleron, Utk, I raise my glass to you.
In other news, I remember last year around this time during farewell when all the 12thies who got awards. I felt sad and unsure if I'd even get nominated for any of them.
I did. Second last name in the list for Mr. Humourous. I got what I asked for without me pressurizing for it. To the person who had the idea to put my name in there, I raise my glass to you.
And to you, if you've bin a reader, I raise my glass to you.
And now with an empty glass, I sign off.
Cheers,
V
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"That's the problem about people who mean every word they say. They think you do too."
-The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini
"Noise is relative to the silence preceeding it. The more absolute the hush, the more shocking the thunderclap"
-V for Vendetta (Graphic Novel)
"Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask, there is an Idea, Mr. Creedey. And Ideas. Are. Bulletproof." *And then he snaps his neck*
- V for Vendetta (Movie)
Now Listening : You're Beautiful - James Blunt
Gora Gora Rang - Imran Khan
Now Reading : Lots
Now Feeling : Movie-ly.
Tuesday, 18 January 2011
Saturday, 1 January 2011
Library
This was written at 1:42 AM 01-01-2011
God bless Notepad. Without which my life wouldn't be the same.
Morning folks.
Raise your hand ( or leave a comment) if you dont like New Year wish texts/emails.
I mean I appreciate your concern and your seemingly genuine wish for me to have a prosperous new year and success in all my "endeavours" but sue me if I dont give a shit. Endeavours, really? Im 17 mate. Biggest challenge in my life is an overrated exam and an unsatisfied crowd.
But if there ever comes a new year where I dont get all these texts then, I confess, I will be disappointed. Half the story of my life folks, disagreeing with thse existence of something and heartbroken by the inexistence of it. Ok, maybe heartbroken is too strong a word. But then again, what word aint strong enough when used correctly, eh? The other half being the side of the coin that faces the table. Question is, wait, there is no question.
Once again I confess, I may not be in my senses. Just a weeeeeee bit in another time and place maybe. Floating on imaginary waters and flying through imaginary clouds. But these clouds seem to be playing Floyd, Guetta and Incubus. Yes. Awesome indeed. Maybe you've bin there too, O Wise One?
I was to be at a party today but it dint really feel like my thing. New years among others has always been a fail fr me. Big plans, nothing turnout. Small plans and too many turnout. So here I am after a good dinner, in my room, staring at the dark skies with my entrance to the alternate reality. Yes, the Floyd and Guetta one mentioned above. I enjoy peace and quiet when Im floating and hence the title.
But all that shit apart, Tis the season to be jolly, Falalalala la la lala.
I think for once in a change, I know why I wrote this. This will remind for days to come that good nights are not that hard to find. That new year will come only once in a year (yes, i needed to be reminded of that).
I was tuned into Oman 90.4 Radio for the New Year's countdown. Some really funny people who call. Lalu, this is aimed at you. Next time, if you cant hear what hes saying , dont bother calling, yeah?
That dude started talking about his family when asked of his 2010 resolutions. Go figure.
But whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, with open arms and open eyes, yeah.
Whatever tomorrow brings I'll be there, I'll be there.
And maintenant to those who care,
Have a good year.
Also Drive Safe.
-
V
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"Don't hate, Congratulate!" - A certain blog I read.
"Godablessooo" - DJ Faiz on Radio Sultanate of Oman 90.4
Now Listening :
Dont stop the pop - DJ Earworm
Bumpy Ride - Mohomboi
Now Reading : Artemis Fowl : The Atlantic Complex - Eoin Colfer
God bless Notepad. Without which my life wouldn't be the same.
Morning folks.
Raise your hand ( or leave a comment) if you dont like New Year wish texts/emails.
I mean I appreciate your concern and your seemingly genuine wish for me to have a prosperous new year and success in all my "endeavours" but sue me if I dont give a shit. Endeavours, really? Im 17 mate. Biggest challenge in my life is an overrated exam and an unsatisfied crowd.
But if there ever comes a new year where I dont get all these texts then, I confess, I will be disappointed. Half the story of my life folks, disagreeing with thse existence of something and heartbroken by the inexistence of it. Ok, maybe heartbroken is too strong a word. But then again, what word aint strong enough when used correctly, eh? The other half being the side of the coin that faces the table. Question is, wait, there is no question.
Once again I confess, I may not be in my senses. Just a weeeeeee bit in another time and place maybe. Floating on imaginary waters and flying through imaginary clouds. But these clouds seem to be playing Floyd, Guetta and Incubus. Yes. Awesome indeed. Maybe you've bin there too, O Wise One?
I was to be at a party today but it dint really feel like my thing. New years among others has always been a fail fr me. Big plans, nothing turnout. Small plans and too many turnout. So here I am after a good dinner, in my room, staring at the dark skies with my entrance to the alternate reality. Yes, the Floyd and Guetta one mentioned above. I enjoy peace and quiet when Im floating and hence the title.
But all that shit apart, Tis the season to be jolly, Falalalala la la lala.
I think for once in a change, I know why I wrote this. This will remind for days to come that good nights are not that hard to find. That new year will come only once in a year (yes, i needed to be reminded of that).
I was tuned into Oman 90.4 Radio for the New Year's countdown. Some really funny people who call. Lalu, this is aimed at you. Next time, if you cant hear what hes saying , dont bother calling, yeah?
That dude started talking about his family when asked of his 2010 resolutions. Go figure.
But whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, with open arms and open eyes, yeah.
Whatever tomorrow brings I'll be there, I'll be there.
And maintenant to those who care,
Have a good year.
Also Drive Safe.
-
V
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"Don't hate, Congratulate!" - A certain blog I read.
"Godablessooo" - DJ Faiz on Radio Sultanate of Oman 90.4
Now Listening :
Dont stop the pop - DJ Earworm
Bumpy Ride - Mohomboi
Now Reading : Artemis Fowl : The Atlantic Complex - Eoin Colfer
Sunday, 19 December 2010
Still Waters
If you care, which I assume you do, seeing as I still keep writing, my exams are going on. Big whoo!
Best times of my life. I really cant think of a better time than when Im buried under books and papers studing things I completely dont give a shit about.
If you did believe those two sentences, close the window and go sleep mate, seriously. Or go read my earlier, more sober posts that express my profound "love" for exams.
I have a fear that my mind slowly ceases to think the way I usually do and that I succumb to the persuasive Textbook. A vacant blackhole is not what I wish my mind to me.
Chemical equations and formulae and cout statements are not what I want to remember. But when was the last time the textbook cared what the student wanted or didn't want.
I have nothing to express. Nothing to convey. Nothing to complain. Only to Remain.
Exit ->
V
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Now Studying : Chemical Kinetics
Now Listening : Turn Around - Flo Rida
Best times of my life. I really cant think of a better time than when Im buried under books and papers studing things I completely dont give a shit about.
If you did believe those two sentences, close the window and go sleep mate, seriously. Or go read my earlier, more sober posts that express my profound "love" for exams.
I have a fear that my mind slowly ceases to think the way I usually do and that I succumb to the persuasive Textbook. A vacant blackhole is not what I wish my mind to me.
Chemical equations and formulae and cout statements are not what I want to remember. But when was the last time the textbook cared what the student wanted or didn't want.
I have nothing to express. Nothing to convey. Nothing to complain. Only to Remain.
Exit ->
V
________________
Now Studying : Chemical Kinetics
Now Listening : Turn Around - Flo Rida
Saturday, 27 November 2010
Novembers With Me
Hey there.
Spoiler Alert: This post contains major soberness. If you have something against shit like that, close the window and carry on.
I've never enjoyed November. Not in Muscat. Except maybe that the weather's not a bitch and things seem to go slower when the temperatures are lower. People seem more content with what they have and somehow appreciate the lack of Sun. A quality we tend to forget while sweating.
And somehow even at the slow pace, things come to an end and exams approach. I hate exams. If you're a reader you probably already knew this. Now comes the time where I subdue and drown myself in notes printed by the knowledge of another. And then begins the search for non-existent notebooks. For worksheets that somehow never get completed.
All this thinking leaves me a little tired, sleepy and just sad. Sad that the only way I currently prove myself in the world is by these exams.
But put all that aside, and let me ask you a question;
Have you ever seen God in a person?
I cannot explain this in words. Not in writing, atleast. But I will try.
Its looking beyond a person's eyes. Into their actions, into their words. And them making a change in you. With or without their knowlwdge, better without.
I know it sounded cheesy and almost like a slogan fr some fantasy book. But thats the best I can. Do with it what u may.
I probably believe in this more than the conventional methods of praying. But thats just me. The less I talk about it, the less I am misunderstood.
But where there is a question, there must be an answer.
Find the answer. See if you find God in anybody.
Theres a lot more hope in life then.
And thats what life is.
Hope for a better tomorrow.
Hope that tomorrow aint the day when u look forward to another tomorrow.
Ladies and Gentlemen, find the answer and find the Hope. Im just happy to help.
Spreading the Love,
V
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Now Reading - Computer Science (Class XII) - Sumita Arora
Now Listening - Phir Dekhiye - Rock On!!
Now Feeling - A bit sober
Spoiler Alert: This post contains major soberness. If you have something against shit like that, close the window and carry on.
I've never enjoyed November. Not in Muscat. Except maybe that the weather's not a bitch and things seem to go slower when the temperatures are lower. People seem more content with what they have and somehow appreciate the lack of Sun. A quality we tend to forget while sweating.
And somehow even at the slow pace, things come to an end and exams approach. I hate exams. If you're a reader you probably already knew this. Now comes the time where I subdue and drown myself in notes printed by the knowledge of another. And then begins the search for non-existent notebooks. For worksheets that somehow never get completed.
All this thinking leaves me a little tired, sleepy and just sad. Sad that the only way I currently prove myself in the world is by these exams.
But put all that aside, and let me ask you a question;
Have you ever seen God in a person?
I cannot explain this in words. Not in writing, atleast. But I will try.
Its looking beyond a person's eyes. Into their actions, into their words. And them making a change in you. With or without their knowlwdge, better without.
I know it sounded cheesy and almost like a slogan fr some fantasy book. But thats the best I can. Do with it what u may.
I probably believe in this more than the conventional methods of praying. But thats just me. The less I talk about it, the less I am misunderstood.
But where there is a question, there must be an answer.
Find the answer. See if you find God in anybody.
Theres a lot more hope in life then.
And thats what life is.
Hope for a better tomorrow.
Hope that tomorrow aint the day when u look forward to another tomorrow.
Ladies and Gentlemen, find the answer and find the Hope. Im just happy to help.
Spreading the Love,
V
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Now Reading - Computer Science (Class XII) - Sumita Arora
Now Listening - Phir Dekhiye - Rock On!!
Now Feeling - A bit sober
Monday, 22 November 2010
Thou Art My Beautiful Prize
Im in the middle of an academic transition so I dont have to give u any more excuses as to why you havent seen too many posts from this side of the screen.
Its my last year in school and apart from trying to figure out where I stand in life, I also have to "study" (whatever that means :P) so I'm finding writing a bit hard at the moment. I wrote the SAT subject tests last month and its probably a gold bar for most NRIs trying to enter college in India through the DASA scheme. But most of us take it during 12th so how exactly is it an effective way of testing a students capacity? I have a lot more on this but Im really lazy at the moment so sue me.
I have no thoughts as of now and I have absolutely nothing to capture your attention with.
But to think of it, only your own imagination can capture your own attention.
Im at the point in life where theres no time to contemplate, procrastinate and no time to act too cool about a stand you take just because you can. This is the time where I shut the fuck up and do what I have to do. No questions asked. As much as you want to complain about the system, the only way you're ever gonna get out is by infiltration. Satisfy the system and then run for your fucking life.
So until I catch that train, the system's all I got. Fail.
I dont particularly enjoy poems. But I write some when lines strike me.
Like this one I wrote in Physics tuition yesterday.
If any "person" is affected/happy by this poem then I apologize, because it doesn't relate to a living being.
Thou Art My Beautiful Prize
Thou art my beautiful prize
Your open close and open eyes
Thou art my enterprise
where all will sell and all will buy
Thou art the one who never cries
For curse that comes, away it flies
Thou art one who must never revise
For truth is always where truth will reside
Thy modest strength at eating bytes
As filled hard-drives do make me smile
Now with your eyes visible is more
Along with you is no closed door
Wherever it may lie, from the floor
With you I'll find it, be that for sure
With your help I'll plant all seeds
Discover more and ever more feeds
Along with you I'll find all that is free
Copyright violations, Oh Please!
LimeWire, uTorrent, PirateBay
fill ever more on my shopping tray
Shut a site or block it out
But where a door closes, will a window shout
So why go into a bother
When my beautiful Prize Spreads The Love Brother?
And now before I bid you adieu
I leave you one final two
Thou art my beautiful prize
Your open close and open eyes...
That poem was not meant to be anything. So dont hate.
Today, my 16 year old son told me, “I’m not afraid of death. I’m afraid of life and what it means if I die before I achieve my dreams.” MMT
Goodnite folks
-
V
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Now reading : Chemistry Journal
Now Listening : Up Saw Liz - Stromae
Now Feeling : Nothing
Its my last year in school and apart from trying to figure out where I stand in life, I also have to "study" (whatever that means :P) so I'm finding writing a bit hard at the moment. I wrote the SAT subject tests last month and its probably a gold bar for most NRIs trying to enter college in India through the DASA scheme. But most of us take it during 12th so how exactly is it an effective way of testing a students capacity? I have a lot more on this but Im really lazy at the moment so sue me.
I have no thoughts as of now and I have absolutely nothing to capture your attention with.
But to think of it, only your own imagination can capture your own attention.
Im at the point in life where theres no time to contemplate, procrastinate and no time to act too cool about a stand you take just because you can. This is the time where I shut the fuck up and do what I have to do. No questions asked. As much as you want to complain about the system, the only way you're ever gonna get out is by infiltration. Satisfy the system and then run for your fucking life.
So until I catch that train, the system's all I got. Fail.
I dont particularly enjoy poems. But I write some when lines strike me.
Like this one I wrote in Physics tuition yesterday.
If any "person" is affected/happy by this poem then I apologize, because it doesn't relate to a living being.
Thou Art My Beautiful Prize
Thou art my beautiful prize
Your open close and open eyes
Thou art my enterprise
where all will sell and all will buy
Thou art the one who never cries
For curse that comes, away it flies
Thou art one who must never revise
For truth is always where truth will reside
Thy modest strength at eating bytes
As filled hard-drives do make me smile
Now with your eyes visible is more
Along with you is no closed door
Wherever it may lie, from the floor
With you I'll find it, be that for sure
With your help I'll plant all seeds
Discover more and ever more feeds
Along with you I'll find all that is free
Copyright violations, Oh Please!
LimeWire, uTorrent, PirateBay
fill ever more on my shopping tray
Shut a site or block it out
But where a door closes, will a window shout
So why go into a bother
When my beautiful Prize Spreads The Love Brother?
And now before I bid you adieu
I leave you one final two
Thou art my beautiful prize
Your open close and open eyes...
That poem was not meant to be anything. So dont hate.
Today, my 16 year old son told me, “I’m not afraid of death. I’m afraid of life and what it means if I die before I achieve my dreams.” MMT
Goodnite folks
-
V
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Now reading : Chemistry Journal
Now Listening : Up Saw Liz - Stromae
Now Feeling : Nothing
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