This is perhaps not the direction i wanted to give the poem when i started it, in fact i never even thought I will complete it. Had started writing it 5 days back and gave up due to lack of interest. But after someone to whom i had shown the incomplete version asked me 3-4 times if i had completed the same. I was tempted to take a shot and complete it so here it goes
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Girls are a wonderful species
And on that any man can write a theses
This is the color u like
Last time around u wore spike
Your birthday is on june sixteenth
We had coffee together on last nineteenth
Your first gift was a chocolate bar
The road we walked on that night dint have tar
Well all that i remember about you
Because as a brother i always imagined you
You were always my best friend dude
Dont think i am being rude
Now thats strange since men
Dont have such good acumen
We dont know what we wore yesterday
Sometimes not even if today is monday or tuesday
If we remember some details of someone
Its mostly cos they were totally bad or extreme fun
Even in which case we seldom remember their name
Well its true even though it sounds lame
Very many times have we forgotten our moms birthday
Brothers job title, sisters ambition seldom in mind stay
I am saying that gals seem to be lying
Just that its weird they remember so much about someone they arent vying
May be there is something more to it than what they say
I guess this mystery too is here to stay
After all its written in the annals of history
That a women is a mystery
cheers,
--Badri--
Staring at my cell for a call that never came
Is one of many things that i do that make me look insane
Once call, one message should be enough, delusion i proceed
Till one message you send and I realize my own greed
The moments of nearness are never enough
Living close in virtual word is so tough
A mail makes me smile, a sms very happy
A call in the morn keeps me all day long very peppy
But then night falls and there is need for more
Virtual contact becomes boring and sore
Not because it has lost its lustre
But I am greedy for a more romantic gesture
Moments of silence drive me crazy
The world around becomes very hazy
Every thought culminates in your name
What are you doing to me is this some game
I close my eyes and see you
Stay glued to the phone even while friends boo
I am not sure whats happening to me
But i spend the lonely times watching stars from on top a tree
Am I deluded, crazy or insane
Where am i, Is there even a name for this lane
Wherever I am, one thing for sure is true
Baby, its all definitely because of you
Cheers,
--Badri--
Although VH1 listed it as one of the top 25 awesomely bad number ones ever , I still loveeee this song and its lyrics . Phil collins's voice is superb as usual too. . checkout the lyrics. ....
When Im feeling blue, all I have to do
Is take a look at you, then Im not so blue
When youre close to me, I can feel your heart beat
I can hear you breathing near my ear
Wouldnt you agree, baby you and me got a groovy kind of love
Anytime you want to you can turn me onto
Anything you want to, anytime at all
When I kiss your lips, ooh I start to shiver
Cant control the quivering inside
Wouldnt you agree, baby you and me got a groovy kind of love, oh
When Im feeling blue, all I have to do
Is take a look at you, then Im not so blue
When Im in your arms, nothing seems to matter
My whole world could shatter, I dont care
Wouldnt you agree, baby you and me got a groovy kind of love
We got a groovy kind of love
We got a groovy kind of love, oh
We got a groovy kind of love
cheers,
--Badri--
Now thats something that happens frequently but this time it has been extremely bad starting writing something a week ago and am yet to complete it . So what did i decide , i decided that i will anyways go ahead and post the incomplete article/poem in here even if it pains u good folks :) kindly bear with me.
disclaimer : its incomplete :)
Sometimes I am not myself, perhaps what ever i am these sometimes is myself but I dont realize that. Whatever be the case , there are these times when you can see me turn into a totally different person than what I normally pose to be.
Some people have analyzed the normal(normal posing) me and deduced(arguably ;-)) that i am volatile , arrogant , vain , pompous and that i think others are duds and all that. But the other me that comes about in these mood swings is totally inferiority complexed, insecure , thinks everyone but me is great and things like that. It is because of this other me that I sometimes wonder if people are right in considering me vain. Nevertheless if you want to carry out a psycho analysis and help me find myself u are welcome.
One such mood swing occured last night, when i realized that i will soon be completing 4 yrs in IT but my coffers are empty(in fact i have huge debts damn icici credit cards) and sadly so is my brain. I was thinking about what i have learnt in these 48 months and was totally shattered when i realized i have learnt anything that can hold water. So as usual in an emotional state I wrote the below given poem.
Its a mockery of the way in which in IT we know we are overpaid , we arent becoming a better person but yet we continue with the show cos of two reasons
i) the show must go on (commitment ;-))
ii)only if the show goes on we will get paid. (commitment again ;-))
P.S: In my defence. I dont think others are duds but i very often think people are not realizing their full potential and often engage in worthless activities or things that are completely orthogonal to their skill set.
I am not volatile, i get bored too soon, you impress me with something i get into the act and start helping you and very soon i get bored if i dont find it challenging any more.
I am frank sometimes blunt , the world likes hypocracy and someone who speaks ill at the back is more preferred than one who speaks ill in the front cant help it.
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To sustain, one still has to earn some money
Time and again I wonder if I am worth what i am paid
If there is a lay off at what point will i get laid
Dont ya think what i am saying is funny
Worry i do for alas, to sustain, one still has to earn some money
So worrying about ones capabilities and survival skills
Seems not so bad even if with inferiority one it fills
For although one wants to live without material worry, its irony
That alas, to sustain, one still has to earn some money
Sometimes I think I am having fun
Even though skills and tricks i have learnt none
In bench i sit at office, and happily at home still watch bugs bunny
For at last, to sustain, one still has to earn some money
Well what i am saying is I get the job done
And thats how i have survived in this long run
But most times I feel
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cheers,
--Badri--
Was searching for a song and landed at Eroteme's Blog(good blog do checkout sometime) on the song. Faithfully reproducing the same here with his comments
I have rarely liked Tamil cinema, though I have thoroughly enjoyed the music therein. Nevertheless, exceptions exist, and this particular one is brilliant in what is depicted, as well as in the music woven into this scene. Shivaji Ganesan was at one of his best performances in this movie. What I liked in this scene (and Karna is one of my favourite characters in the Mahabharata) is the sheer arrogance that Karna portrays when he is unfazed at the departure of his charioteer. NTR was always the best Sri Krishna in cinema (so much so, that I am told he was actually worshipped in AP where people would offer him an aarti every day or so it goes). I would like to thank sandycec for sharing this. The song's (sung in the raspy voice of Seergayyi/~zhi Govindarajan) meaning is as follows (thanks to my dear friend for sharing this with me): (Corrections welcome)
Ullathil nalla ullam
Urangaadhenbadhu
Vallavan vaguthadhadaa, Karna
Varuvadhai edhirkolladaa.
The most beautiful amongst souls
Shall never fall to the fatal tell of time
Thus, say the greatest of men, Karna
Prepare for the fate that shall be thine.
Thaaikku nee magan illai
Thambikku annan illai
Oor pazhi etraayadaa
Naanum un pazhi kondenadaa
You aren't a son unto your own mother (referring to Kunti's desertion)
And not a brother to each of your sibling (the Pandavas)
Oh! How you bore the insinuations!
I too shall be your sinner by my cunning. (The ploys Krishna uses to bare Karna)
Mannavar paNi erkum
KaNNan paNi seyya
Unnadi paNivaanadaa
Manniththu arulvaayadaa, Karnaa
He who is served by the greatest kings
(That) Krishna, to serve you, is ready
By bowing to your magnanimity.
Karna, will you grace me with mercy?
Senjotru kadantheerka
Seraatha idam sairndhu
Vanjaththil viyinthayadaa, Karna
Vanjakan, Kannanadaa
To repay the hand that fed you
You pledged your loyalty to the vile Kauravaa
And fell in the trap of great deception, Karna.
(Though) the greatest knave is the son of Vasudeva.
The roles of Karna and Krishna have always amazed me and leant me fodder for several clever debates with religious fanatics as well as those who love calling themselves atheists (such merriment one finds in hopping on either side of the debate!! :-D ). For all the virtue that Krishna claims (point is, he never claimed any of that!), he was the greatest liar on the "good" side and for all the filth thrown his way, Karna was the purest drop of gold in the "evil" side (Bhisma pitamaha was duty bound and faltered when facing Shikandi. Not done!!). The Mahabharata is one of the finest epics with so many sub-stories within it, that an entire movie industry could thrive on adapting them into movies (but our industry is busy copying each other when we are tired of copying from Hollywood).
Neither Krishna nor Karna were working towards setting an example for posterity. Krishna was aware of how the world was supposed to go and did just that. Karna was aware of what he was supposed to do and he did just that. Now who is to measure the greatness of each of them? Karna was the absolute measure of a man's worth. What a man can ever aspire to be, he was. His charity knew no bounds while he never asked anything from anyone. When Duryodhana offered him his friendship, the young man who was shunned by everyone as a charioteer's son, was overwhelmed and he embraced this friendship. Duryodhana was not conniving when he offered him his friendship as it was too early for him to know Karna's true worth. But people mocked their friendship. Karna lived through it all on the power of his mettle and inner core. When people and fate deserted him, he walked on and did what was expected to be done in his position. He lied but once (to his teacher, the great Parashurama) and paid heavily for it. His was a life filled with suffering and denial. He was never given his due and even Krishna who knew it all, never openly supported him or took care of him (well, he is the Param-dhama). Arjuna symbolised the fate of one who is protected disproportionately by the partial Lord. Karna symbolised the fate of he who has such a strong core, that the only way the Lord can maintain His station is by bring that soul to his knees. Ullathil nalla ullam, urangaadhu.
cheers,
--Badri--
Must have been something i said
That made you remember me and laugh
But darling it must be something i read
That was written by someone writing for dough
Or may be it was something i did
That made you remember me and smile
But darling I am just sometimes that stupid
And the smile giving style stays only for a while
Words i said or things i did
Whatever made you remember me
Darling I am sorry i wasnt being candid
I was hoping that the truth thru these things u will see
I am sorry if i was sending the wrong signal
or if it was just fate that made u feel that way
perhaps i met u in the wrong channel
but whatever it was darling i just cant stay
Please let me go and with your life please move on
Afterall it was just an infatuation and nothing too strong
I am sure in a few days from your mind and heart i will be gone
I am hoping like most other humans your perception of love too was wrong.
cheers,
--Badri--
By all Means... MARRY!
I recently read that love is entirely a matter of chemistry. That must be why my wife treats me like toxic waste.
David Bissonette
When a man steals your wife, there is no better revenge than to let him keep her.
Sacha Guitry
After marriage, husband and wife become two sides of a coin; they just can't face each other, but still they stay together.
Hemant Joshi
By all means marry. If you get a good wife, you'll be happy. If you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher.
Socrates
Woman inspires us to great things, and prevents us from achieving them.
Dumas
The great question... which I have not been able to answer... is, "What does a woman want?
Sigmund Freud
I had some words with my wife, and she had some paragraphs with me.
Anonymous
"Some people ask the secret of our long marriage. We take time to go to a restaurant two times a week. A little candlelight, dinner, soft music and dancing. She goes Tuesdays, I go Fridays."
Henny Youngman
"I don't worry about terrorism. I was married for two years."
Sam Kinison
"There's a way of transferring funds that is even faster than electronic banking. It's called marriage."
James Holt McGavran
"I've had bad luck with both my wives. The first one left me, and the second one didn't."
Patrick Murray
Two secrets to keep your marriage brimming:
1. Whenever you're wrong, admit it,
2. Whenever you're right, shut up.
Nash
The most effective way to remember your wife's birthday is to forget it once...
Anonymous
You know what I did before I married? Anything I wanted to.
Henny Youngman
My wife and I were happy for twenty years. Then we met.
Rodney Dangerfield
A good wife always forgives her husband when she's wrong.
Milton Berle
Marriage is the only war where one sleeps with the enemy.
Anonymous
A man inserted an 'ad' in the classifieds: "Wife wanted". Next day he received a hundred letters. They all said the same thing: "You can have mine."
Anonymous
First Guy (proudly): "My wife's an angel!"
Second Guy: "You're lucky, mine's still alive."
Cheers,
--Badri--
Inspired by Badri's Blog Here
Saw this IPhone Commercial on Youtube liked it so now its in here
Well Ahem!!! Disclaimer : CAREFUL THIS VIDEO IS R RATED( in other words it can be considered that it has nudity or porn)
Not exactly nudity and porn but to some extent there is sex in this video. I wouldnt call it porn or nudity or stuff like that , Perhaps the best adjective for the video is WICKED. Nothing to cook up a fuss about but definitely not for children.
But after seeing it one is left wondering if EU is promoting movies or something else.
Well I just couldnt help embedding it in here so here it is take a look(if you are above 18) at let me know what u feel.
--Badri--
Update : EU today(6th July 2007) defended the video clipping their spokesman Martin Selmayr appealed
"Let us for once also have a good sense of humor and let us not start the old wars of the fifties about what is sex, what is pornography and what is simply normal to watch on television,"
More here
Quite funny loved this one ensoyyyy!!!1
Goerge W. Bosh Imitator - video powered by Metacafe
Cheers,
--Badri--
Where we not born alone wont we be dying the same way
Why then this attachment to trespassers in life that never stay
Why doesn't the mind understand that all this is trumpery
Why does it believe that when they come they will bring greenery
From brothers to sisters, from friends to foes
No one can come in death no one is so close
Not that this means they don't care
But death and birth are something we just cant share
Why is there anger when someone hides the truth
Why is there unhappiness when for a work we don't get the fruit
Is it because we really care for what happened
Or really cos our ego feels it owns the action or the operand
When someone you are close with doesn't tell you they are in love
When for the lack of invitation from a dears party off you have to shove
Why don't we let go thinking well its their life
When we can marry but can never even 'have' our wife
The heart is beaten but attachment isn't
The mind has learnt but the man hasn't
Shoved, pushed, rejected or left out
By people to whom his importance is of serious doubt
He still cries for attention or at least a little apology
If neither he cribs and complains about human psychology
"I dint so much but then they dint notice me
For all my hard work i dint even get a fee "
Alas yet again the heart weeps and along does the mind
None realize that doing without wanting is being kind
Nothing we got and nothing we shall take
When someone ignores us only our ego is at stake
If we lose this ego perhaps we will know this body is a cage
And everyone we meet are alas but actors in a stage
--Badri--
