"And it rained......"

Yessssssssss.... I've waited for a good monsoon since 96. Think Parikrama wrote their song "And it rained....." having Madras is mind. But in 48 hrs time pooofff!! No floods in most parts. No rains. Nothing. So we guys just have to sit and romance the memorable pics.. sigh!! How I wish the sun never came out!!

Like that crappy mallu movie which I vaguely remember, I sat looking out my window trying to sing in Jassi Gift's gifted voice, "Rain Rain Come Again"........

So cheers to the rain gods. Hope to see you more often.

The pic depicts what we needed for a long time. Rains to fillup a whole subway and submerge the railway track over the bridge. Man!! Can't belive this is Madras.

My 10 Day Diary - II

and the ramblings from my diary continue......

Note: Read My ten day Diary I

Feb 22, 2002
"Dear Diary,
This was one of the best days of my life. As usual, I wasted my time in the morning sifting through the pics on my comp. As I started from home by 4, I awaited the final moment of my school life. If two years of schooling in Anna Univ campus was fun, the finale ended with a bang. The farewell was not as emotional as P spoke abt. Afterall I was going to be a free bird. But just the sight of those chicks in saree. "Where were the sarees till now?" was the first thing that crossed my mind. But the sight of the twins revealing 50% of themselves had all the guys with their mouth open. I saw S for one last time and man was she stunning. H & R were fabulous too. Anyways, I'll cherish and remember these two years and have the pics of the chicks to revive me when I'm down. Just wonder if I am destined to be such a prick."

Feb 23,2002
"Dear Diary,
Today was the day I started studying. ONly few days left for the exams. I got the photos of the farewell. Some were ok some were bad. I looked awful in most of them. Thinking about my weight, I really dont care. I want people to see me for who I am and not how I look. I really have no clue as to where I'm going. Dont know where life's going to lead me to."


Feb 24,2002
"Dear Diary,
Its been another bullshit day for me. I've tried cramming and it never works. Hope some miracle happens and in a weeks time I can learn everything from scratch. Hmmm. Funny that rock stars get to spit out their minds on radio! When will a common guy like me get to do so?"

Feb 25,2002
"Dear Diary,
As on everyday, I was browsing early morning pretending to be studying. Watched TV after that till 3. Why do I get distracted so easily? Is it the wicked side of me or just some kinda complex that I'm not able to do what I want to. Being forced to study and cram. Why am I being such a rebel? Guess I'm not good enough to fit in this f***ing society where formalities and commitments form the basis of human relationship. Started getting dreams of S from a fantasy I read on the net. When my mind is taken into a rat's body, I think I'll turn into the rat who's the sex maniac. But that wont happen. Funny that T , R & co are such s**ts."

Feb 26,2002
"Dear Diary,
Today was the day of soul searching after I learnt that I had performed the worst among the friends. Getting 95 on 150 without studying wasn't a big deal. Anyways, one day I'll be famous. Maybe a pop star or movie actor or maybe a software, net hacker or a businesman. Hope studies and marks in school and college dont form the criteria of success in life. I'll be a loser then. I'm even thinking of becoming a journalist. At this rate, I may end up in tihar jail on charges of fraud or robbery or copyright infringement."

Feb 27, 2002
"Dear Diary,
The damned VHP must be shot down like them nazis. Can't they cherish the fact that we are a secular country? I wanna stay out of all this shit and enjoy life. I was listening to eminem again today. He can never be compared with anyone rite now. Started getting serious on the studies front. I hope I perform well in the main subjects. Dont know why I'm not determined enough. Kept getting S back on my mind. Man!! What a pair! Dont know where my dream girl will be."

Feb 28,2002
"Dear Diary,
Just two days to go before I get my ass kicked bigtime. This is the most unprepared moment of my entire life. I should not have wasted so much time on porn and tv. Now only two days left. Can't belive even VK is getting better marks than me. Well if only I was as hardworking as him. Hope I can maintain a check on my waistline. Gonna be a major problem otherwise. I've almost decided. Its gonna be the movies for me. My future lies somewhere on the big screen. Not been able to listen to eminem because of constant irritation from my parents to study. S keeps coming in her bikini and before I blink, poof! She's gone. I'm running against time!"

March 1,2002
"Dear Diary,
Ok! So one more day to go. Hope I keep writing this diary even after today. I'm gearing up for the ultimate challenge I have faced upto now. All the 11 years of my school life have come down to this. Its either now or never. And thinking about how I'm gonna look in a crowd of thousands taking up this exams, everyone at the centre is gonna make fun at me. Hah! But one day I'll have my revenge. Lets see who's gonna have the last laugh"

And so ended my short stint at diary writing. Against what I had hoped, I never made another entry into the damn thing. And after reading this piece of shit I used to call a diary, I hope I never will. "Hope" never goes your way!!

My 10 Day Diary - I

Today, i stumbled upon a document from history. Well not thaaatt old, but 3.5 yrs ago feels like soooo looonngg ago. Anyways, this document of mine was the first ever diary I wrote. Sounds stupid n girlish but hey, if Doogie Howser could do it, why not me?

Upon recovering this diary from the past, I flipped through the pages to see how many days I actually wrote something. Turned out to be 10. And those 10 days were the ones leading upto the class 12 board exams. On reading it (extremely funny in retrospect) I came to this conclusion. I was a perverted-spoilt-impolite-17-year-old-porn-maniac who couldn't maintain a decent diary for nuts. I emphasize on the word "was" in theprevious line.

So here go those precious lines from my ten day diary.

P.S : some of the language you are about to read is banned in many countries. Eg. India
P.S 2 : Keep in mind my perceptions have CHANGED a lot in the last 3.5 yrs

Feb 19,2002
"Dear Diary,

At last I have started to write a diary. I hope to continue to write it everyday. Anyways, lets see, just 10 more days for my exams to begin. Its going to be a heck of a journey.

I keep getting these dreams now and then. Mainly about girls. But in particular S. Dont know what's happening to me. There is also this weird dream I had of being carried by many people after my first movie became a superhit. Well, If I do become a superstar, I will preserve this diary to show the world. I tried accessing hacking sites again. I've become addicted I think or is just the thought of destroying someone else' personal info. I really dont know."

Feb 20,2002
"Dear Diary,

Strange things happened today. I can't get the pics out of my mind. The ones I saw from the site. I'm not able to control myself from seeing those pics. Always reminded me of S. I know she will never be my girlfriend but I guess these are just teenage crushes I'll never forget.

I'm still waiting for the woman of my life. Guess its a long way to go. What difference does a girl make in a man's life? Just one of the questions still left unanswered"

Feb 21,2002
"Dear Diary,

Tommorow is a big day. If at all I do get to meet the girls, GOD please give me the courage to not stray with my thoughts. After all which girl would like me? Just a big fat nosey parker. Who would I influence? I dont think I deserve to attend a farewell party where friends get emotional. Some friends I will miss all my life. Others I wish I forget them as soon as I can.

Assholes like D,P and M will one day hear from me. I hope I become somebody in my lifetime than being a nobody. There is a dream. One day one will go to his highest spirits that success will start becoming bitter to him!"

Little did I know that the "highest spirits" ,later on in my life, could be quantified and come in fancy bottles!!

To be continued

This one's BIG

I recently came across a news story that the Notorious B.I.G and Bob Marley are being revived in a new track called "Hold ya Hand". Clinton Sparks, the famous producer DJ is creating the music for this song and is being planned as a release in the Duets album of B.I.G dropping end november.

Now what amazed me was a small thing called technology which plays a big part in bringing two legends of two genres of music together posthumously. The archives of Biggie's classic verses along with Marley's samples are going to be one for the record books. Matter of fact, Tupac Shakur has sold more records after he died. Most of his unreleased studio work (a quick search on google will tell ya some 20000 songs) are being released slowly.

The brains behind these posthumous releases is one smart fella turned producer turned rapper turned gangster turned actor called P.Diddy a.k.a Puff Daddy. I remember reading thro stuff on how Diddy might have played a role in the murder of B.I.G after he saw the sympathy behind Shakur's murder. Now he knows how to make money!!!

If u feelin bored n want to read some great stories that actually happened in the rap world, the biggest ever in fact, go thro these pages. Really gives you the chill.

But I do agree with one of the lines P.Diddy said in his "Victory" song though,
"You dont have to like me, coz i tell it how it is and u tell it how it might be"

Guess who's back

Ok...I know its been a long time.. but i'm back..

After a brief hibernation from the blogging world, I've made my grand return. Its the time to roll the red carpet and make monkeys dance. Contrary to the belief that I got busy in life n all, I have pretty much been jobless. Listening to rap as usual. Reading up why George "Dubya" made the white house make a tele movie about his dog. And of course getting updates on the latest happenings in filmdom.

The last week has seen a lot of shit happening in the world. The Kashmir quake, Australia winning the super series and the Chinese taking to space. Apparently the Chinese version of Astronauts are going to be called "Taikonauts". Basically i think that means "take-ur-nuts". Seems China bought all the space suits from Russia and modified Soyuz to their "made in China" spacecraft. There goes another field where we can say "Yay! India is more superior".

Coming back to the Australia winning super series. How do you expect a team full of guys who maybe meeting for the first time in their life to go win a team who've been kicked in the groin and are dying to redeem themselves. Its like a team of ranji players picked from various cities to take on the Indian Team and expected to win hands down (although i wont be surprised if that happens).

And for the Pak Quake, they want the helicopters from India but not the pilots. Great. So the ISI can transport Bin Laden back to afghanistan or wat? By the way, the reason I'm writing in the reverse order of events i mentioned is the influence of a movie called "Memento"( apparently Gajini's original). The whole movie starts from the climax n ends with the begining. Still don't have a clue what the whole movie was about.

More madness and ramblings to follow as my epic journey of life moves on. Today i say "Life's a bitch". Tommorow i may be quoted as the one who said "Before the Internet, I should either be a celebrity or be dead to have my say, but now, its payback time maaaannn!!!" Long live Blogging. Long live the dumb intelligent people reading this.