Uploading Myself

Im MOVING.

mandarin — Mon, 06 Jun 2005 13:34:54 +0530

Moving on to Blogger.

http://andthere4.blogspot.com

See you all there.

Happy Blogging.

My attempt at a Poem thingy

mandarin — Mon, 30 May 2005 22:55:01 +0530

I feel invisible
to the people who wanna see me.
I feel invisible
to the people who don't.
I feel invisible
to the world that doesn't care.
I feel invisible
to the part that does.
I feel invisible
and it hurts.
I feel invisible
and I wonder if I am.
I feel invisible
and I realize I'm not.
But at the end of it all, I hope I become Invisible.

YEAH! Then I could do cool stuff...like sneak and all. Yay! I would be so powerful I could take over the world. Muahahahaha!!! I could steal, cheat, maim, do cool stuff. Whoa! I'd be SO rich, so rich, I'd be the KING OF THE WORLD!!!!!

(And you thought I was going somewhere with this post)

Stayin Alive!

mandarin — Sun, 15 May 2005 22:20:01 +0530

Inspite of the heat.

Now I know why the Bee Gees sounded like that...maybe they were singing in India (read Hyderabad) while recording the song.

Damn the...43

"Holler!!!" to the Hols

mandarin — Sat, 07 May 2005 18:55:12 +0530

Friggin. Hols at last. But I do have some 3 exams in the space of a week. Should be easy as cake. Hehe...Should be? Well, its just me assuring myself that the worst is over, even though "The Worst" is always lurking around.

Now all these days I've been trying to tell myself that I'm gonna enjoy myself to the core (hehe...the CORE..imagining Homer Simpson saying.."mmm...CORE!!!") and move around after hols begin. And now all I wanna do is sit around at home and do nothing. Funny how the mind reacts to comfort...you just don't wanna do anything. Or is it the heart?

I so wanna write a poem about Holidays. Pchh..but then I'm not a poet, nor am I Homer Simpson, or Eric Cartman for that matter. How do people write poems or poetry? And just off the top of their heads? Its weird...I mean, imagine someone just being able to write some special words which sound good and are in context *click* just like that. SCARY.

Anyway, now that I'm feeling extraordinarily mediocre, and trying to put together words from the strings of my heart, and going on trying, only to find that Confusion overcame Clarity on the last lap of their race to reach my mind...I'M JUST GONNA HAVE A BALL! and not worry about writing stuff I'm not good at.

(I'm not sure whether you understood that but I think I just wrote a...WOW!)

Edit: In retrospect, that sucked..

Back Up! Back Down!

mandarin — Mon, 18 Apr 2005 01:12:46 +0530

"I have not lost my mind - it's backed up on a disk somewhere." - Unknown

Yeah. Precisely what I want. My mind to be backed up just like all the files are before formatting the hard drive. Sheesh. I wasted almost 1 1/2 days working on the comp...Backing up (Believe me, loads of Backing up!!!), Formatting, Installing and then putting everything in fine, working order. Yup, so my PC is fine now. But its my head that is hanging up. Pchh.

Mind Blogging. Ming Boggling. Whatever.

mandarin — Mon, 04 Apr 2005 22:52:19 +0530

#Why can't these friggin' site maintenance people maintain stuff so that it doesn't come in my way? I've retyped everything btw. The ones after this. Pchh. Pchh only.

#I keep thinking, if everyone in this world got what they wished for, and there were limitless resources on this planet to help support their dreams, wouldn't everyone be rockstars? Uh.

#Terry Schiavo. The Pope. The Feeding Tube. One, an ordinary woman at the center of a national debate, who had to choose between life and death in unavoidable circumstances. The other, a champion of a religion, and holy to the masses, was too weak to choose, and too great to make a debatable one, was duly fitted with one to help prolong his life. People standing around at a hospital in the US fighting over what happened was right, or was it mercy - murder by the person she loved? People thronging the Vatican, and people praying aound the world, to pray for a man to help him live longer. Both leave legacies for humanity to follow. One, that we have reached a stage in evolution where we can make choices affecting us and the people around without caring about the aftermath. The other, in a completely different context, leaves a legacy of peace, love and harmony between the people of the world.

We are left to follow the paths of these individuals. But our own selfishness, pride and ego cloud us from doing that. Isn't it strange then, that we have OPINIONS about these people, what they did, what they chose, and what they lived for? Take the case of Schiavo. Thousands of people thronging and debating about what she did was right. But will they have the courage of her or her family in those kinds of times? Isn't it strange?

May their souls rest in peace.

Why do Aliens land only on America?

mandarin — Thu, 31 Mar 2005 23:05:39 +0530

Don't need to worry about copyright infringement. I think. Umm..right? Well the Author's name is loud and out folks...it's not me!!! No. I'm not taking any credit. Any at all. Its Mr. Tonin. Yup.

Creative? Who? What? Where?

mandarin — Sat, 26 Mar 2005 22:48:09 +0530

fullhyd.com Blogs - Where you find the most 'creative' minds of Hyderabad! Yeah right! What creative??

I mean, look at &^&@#, writing poems, which are not poems, and then writing poems about those poems,
I mean, look at **(&(^&(&, writing about the traffic in Hyderabad,
I mean, look at ^*%%^%, writing about how cool or uncool their life is,
I mean, look at ^%^%^*, writing some romantic fictional account of some person, "and there he went, into the darkness", "and so, she was heart-broken again", shit like that.
I mean, look at &^&^&, writing about his/her school days and what they did then. (SUCKS!)
I mean, look at me.

Full, one big creative bunch only we all are! Bow down, o stupid non-creative mortals of Hyderabad!!! Bow down to all of us Fullhydbadis!! We rock! You suck!

The People around me are...

mandarin — Thu, 24 Mar 2005 22:08:53 +0530

People who rant
People who crib
People who are sad
People who are mad
People who are gay
People who suck
People who don't suck
People who think they don't suck
People who don't give a damn if they suck
People who don't give a damn
People who are boring
People who are interesting
People who study
People who don't study
People who listen
People who don't listen
People who irritate
People who "Geez!"
People who "Whatever!"
People who cry
People who laugh
People who understand
People who don't understand
People who are nice
People who are beautiful
People who are not so beautiful
People who are people....just people.

Am I lucky or what? (Meaning, Am I lucky or what? Other than boring)

Keane Speak

mandarin — Sat, 12 Mar 2005 00:13:10 +0530

I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete

Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?

Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

And if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?

'Somewhere only we know' by Keane.

I ain't getting old and I certainly ain't gettin tired, but felt like putting this up here. Wonderful Lyrics.