Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Ofullkomlighet | Imperfection

"Om allt är ofullkomligt i denna ofullkomliga värld, så är kärleken mest fullkomlig i sin fullkomliga ofullkomlighet"

Jöns, Det Sjunde Inseglet


"If all is imperfect in this imperfect world, love is the most perfect with it's perfect imperfection."

Jöns, The Seventh Seal

Friday, December 10, 2010

MBBS, I love you!

... for pushing me to the edge, for making me stronger and teaching me that nothing is impossible.

P.S. That doesn't make you any less of a bitch!

Saturday, November 6, 2010


Divali, this year, has been more low key than ever. It's been just another day passing by. But the night is as strange as always. This silence after the incessantly noisy festivities haunts me, like it does every year. Though, this year, I don't have the colourful flickering lights to keep me company. They used to be very comforting. This year, I have another ghost to haunt me more than ever. What does this upcoming future have in store. Nevertheless, days go by faster than one imagines and we shall soon meet.

Lots of love and blessings for my all my wonderful friends, family and mum. Peace for dad.

Until soon!

Saturday, October 23, 2010


"There is no love sincerer than the love of food."

George Bernard Shaw

Tuesday, October 19, 2010


Do you feel cold and lost in desperation?
You build up hope, but failures all you've known.
Remember all the sadness and frustration
And let it go.
Let it go.


Thursday, October 14, 2010

Natural history of boredom.

Don't want to be in a relationship.

I'm crazy about you.

In a complicated relationship.

I love you.

It's not enough.

Don't want to be in this relationship.

The Dunning-Kruger Effect

The Dunning–Kruger effect is a cognitive bias in which an unskilled person makes poor decisions and reaches erroneous conclusions, but their incompetence denies them the metacognitive ability to realize their mistakes. The unskilled therefore suffer from illusory superiority, rating their own ability as above average, much higher than it actually is, while the highly skilled underrate their abilities, suffering from illusory inferiority. This leads to the situation in which less competent people rate their own ability higher than more competent people. It also explains why actual competence may weaken self-confidence: because competent individuals falsely assume that others have an equivalent understanding. "Thus, the miscalibration of the incompetent stems from an error about the self, whereas the miscalibration of the highly competent stems from an error about others."

Source: Wikipedia

Tuesday, October 12, 2010


"It's easy to fall into that thing — 'poor, poor me', that's where songs like 'Crawling' come from: I can't take myself. But that song is about taking responsibility for your actions. I don't say 'you' at any point. It's about how I'm the reason that I feel this way. There's something inside me that pulls me down."

Chester Bennington, Linkin Park.

Thursday, October 7, 2010


stirred again, the urges surge
rising above the rest
and old demons re-emerge
at his rash behest
their insane impulsive fire
searing from within
burns the serpent of desire
crawling 'neath the skin
scraping it, cutting it
making it bleed
and a monstrous fit
is what a monster needs

starved, bled, weakened
to the bedposts, strapped
the monster left alone
is a monster trapped

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Like dams.

Sometimes, the floodgates have to let go.
Then, we fill again.
And then, we stand strong and still again.

Potential wins?

Missed opportunities, actually.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

...or hugging plastic if you use the phone.

You got your love online.
You think you're doing fine.
But you're just plugged into the wall.

Monday, September 6, 2010

I do visit the temple and pray to God once in a while...

...because that's the purpose for which Man created God.

Ambition and Insanity make an insatiably unstable couple.

Helplessly chained together and murderously making love, to burn the other to ashes with the rabid friction searing them as they push-pull in a frenzy of opposite directions.

Sunday, September 5, 2010

We don't need no medical indemnity insurance!

What we need is life insurance to be resident doctors here. Who knows, the relatives of the patients might just beat us to death.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Inefficient Implosions

Self-destructing, since 1988. Still alive.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

I don't need, I don't need...

no more phantom love,
to break me up.

I don't need, I don't need...
no more handcuffs,
thank you very much!

Phantom - Josh Powell, Fraser Smith & Kate Smith

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Independence is

eating huge quantities of delicious food at the overcrowded road-side stalls, free from the shackles of hygiene, calories and a budget.

Happy Independence Day, India!

Jumped off the cliff to teach myself to fly.

Status: flapping, falling, scared.

Monday, July 5, 2010

दिमाग बंद. Bharat bandh.

But why is everyone spelling it bandH? Brains shut down, too?

It's बंद and NOT बंध.

Stop shutting things down people, especially your brains.

Friday, June 25, 2010

Happy Birthday, Mother!

I am not really liking your growing old; but, a birthday is a birthday! It, being yours, is mine too. Haha! So we have jilebis and butterscotch ice-cream today!
Happy Birthday! I love you!

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Jumping off the cliff...

...to teach myself to fly.

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Flashes before your eyes...

Mum changed the configuration of the furniture in her bedroom today. The bed, it's now back to the way it was in various times in the past. Most notably, sometime in 2004 and in the summer of 2006.

As I lied down on the bed, memories flashed before my eyes. Like pictures of the times I'd seen, lying in the same place, sometime. The room is not exactly the same, but my eyes see flashes of those pictures superimposed onto my vision.Memories, of the times, from years gone by. Some, insignificant...

Some, indelible. Like, the memory of the night I slept besides my father in the bed, for the last time. For some reason, that night I felt like snuggling up to him more cosily than usual. I did not know that he won't be there when I wake up, ever again. Like, the memory of the next 4 nights, when I, don't know how, slept in the cosy bed, not knowing where he was. And like the memory of those few nights following 27th May, when I slept in this bed with my mum to the left, an unused pillow to the right and my arm reaching out into the void.

The bed, it has been moved countless number of times to be placed in different places. It's gonna be this way for some time now. Tonight, I go to bed like I usually do these days. I'll publish this post from my phone. Then, read some book and random tweets and listen to songs.

Now playing - "I got troubles, lord. But, not today. 'Cause they gon' wash away. They gon' wash away..." - Wash Away (Reprise) by Joe Purdy.

Thursday, May 27, 2010

Around this time, four years ago, you left us. Missing you today...

I love you, Father. Thank you for everything.

Monday, May 17, 2010

सगळं जग म्हण्तं, "कर्णा, तुझं जीवन म्हणजे एक लक्तर होतं."

सांग, सर्वांना गर्जून सांग की तुझं जीवन हे एक लक्तर नव्हतं तर ते जरीकाठाचं एक तलम राजवस्त्र होतं!

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Ignorance is such a bliss!

But I would rather be cut wielding the doubled-edged sword of knowledge than die of a growing tumour of ignorance eating up my brain.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Before Sunrise

Sunday, May 2, 2010


"... All alone I seem to break
I have lived the best I can
Does this make me not a man?"

'Alone I Break' by Korn

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

It's over.

"I'm serious. It's over", said she.

"I never said it isn't. It is over.", said I.

It's so much more fun now. :D

Sunday, February 28, 2010

Love is..

standing on the bridge overlooking the 'queen's cleavage' and watching the streaks of car-lights zoom below it till the horizon; lost in thoughts of love, say not a word, just smile; feeling good about having your best friends, happily in love, right besides you.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

A li'l bit of feel good..

...goes a long way.

You may find the feel good at the most unexpected places, from the most unexpected persons. You may never see them, again.

However, a li'l bit of feel good does go a long way.

Enjoy it.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

I am not dying without you...

but the living seems a li'l less complete. I walk down strange, dark alleyways. I'm a vagabond.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

15th January 2010

That's another 15th Jan coming up in 30mins and I have this feeling, the familiar feeling I experience every year around this time. It's a whole mix of different emotions, feelings, ideas, memories flooding me. Anticipation too. It's a special date. I'm gonna be a year older.

A lot has happened and a lot will happen, as usual. It's a time to just give it all a thought in a different perspective. All that apart, it just feels good. In a weird way. But good it is. All emotional and all eh. Hehe. Yeah.

As for resolutions, this time, I'm resolving to procrastinate procrastination! Been bugging me too long and I've got to do something abt it. Plus, a few other plans too. All regarding being better and all. The usual.. I know.

As for thank you's, I have a lot many thanks for a lot many people.

As for love, this is a great time to say it out loud from the heart that... I love my mum and dad. I love her. I love my friends, a lot! And... I love me. :) And.. I love a few other things, too. A lot!
Having said all that (I kinda like doing this each year), I'll end this post here.

15mins to go.

Work, party, enjoy, live, love!

Wednesday, January 13, 2010


I was watching this Hindi daily soap last night with my mum during dinner. It's one of the better ones, as of now. There was this scene where the girl is reading her lover boy's letter. Actually, it was a sad scene - something about goodbyes forever. I didn't really listen to the entire letter but a part of it. The part in which the guy talks about how she changed him and all that he learned cause of her. He talks about how he's a changed man now; how he's grown up from being a selfish li'l kid to a loving man; how he has learnt to lie and how he has learnt to go against his own kin; how he has learnt to smother his happiness for others, be selfless and a few more such things. He says that he will always love her for affecting him in such a profound way. Ends it by saying something about not knowing whether he can still sign off by saying 'love you', not being able to lie but having learnt that now and then signing off with a 'bye'.

It was, indeed, just another sad, touching, heart wrenching, Hindi-soapy melodramatic goodbye, which is most probably just temporary - a way they can prolong the happy meeting of the lovers by a few episodes and sadden the hearts of the desperate housewives of the nation before injecting them with love potion (or the hope of it) once again. But, washing away all the lather of this soapy heart laundry, the goodbye was reminiscent of all the learnings of crazy-love-school. I remembered how much one learns from the girl and changes in the process. Lot's of learnings - some good, some bad; some happy, some sad. Cheesy rhyme, I know; I can't actually list all of the lessons here in a single post. I have them stored in my system. Our soapy hero already listed a few, didn't he? By the way, the one about learning to lie made me smile.

So, having talked about all the lessons and a sad goodbye, the important point I'd like to make is - one might or probably will have to say goodbye to a good teacher but let that not stop him from loving forever after.

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

What the heck...

'tis time to be strong!

Friday, January 1, 2010


Where will it take us?

Last night..

is best not recollected.