I'm Backkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!!

Best of India...

2008-09-22T19:40:00.000-07:00

Best of India...

Right, I have been planning to do this entry for a looooong time.. Somehow, the inspiration came today. So here goes (dedicated to those clowns who aren't on Facebook. tsk tsk)..

Sun rise at Pune.. On our way to Pawan Khind (hills).

That famous crash at Pune.. Haha, will never forget it..
PS Brakes in India do fail..

Ticket to Zakir Hussain's Tribute to Bangalore.. The boys sure as hell, were green with envy..
Outside St Philomena Church, Mysore..
Mysore Palace, with a flowery touch.. A dream finally realized..

Brindavan Gardens, Mysore.. With the KRJ Dam in the background..

Shivarathri.. Right 'home' in Bangalore..

GOAAA!!! Dark clouds on Holy Saturday..
The Gang, minus Derrick and me (duh, I was taking the shot!)..
Sunset at Goa.. One of my best shots to date..

Outside Chennai Central Station...

At Mahabalipuram.. Scintillating Architecture..

The sea-shore temple that withstood the devastating Tsunami in 2004...

Outside Kabaaleeshwarar Temple at Mylapore, Chennai..

Jay(my supervisor) and Ken outside the Chinnaswamy Stadium at Bangalore..

Bangalore Royal Challengers vs Deccan Chargers.. Good thing they won their first match at home with us screaming our lungs out!!

Whilst shopping for mangoes at Yelahanka, Bangalore..

At Bannerghatta National Park, Bangalore.. You pretty much get the picture here, so to speak..

Just beautiful, God's creations...

At Sivanasamudra Falls, Sivanasamudram..
The picture that made us Poster Boys in NTU.. Haha..

At Talakad.. This place, is amazing.. Believed to be cursed by a Queen in the 12th century, this entire place is filled with sand.. And the structure you see in front of you was uncovered just a few years back.. More archaeological discoveries are still being made..

At Somanathapur.. The same location where Rajni shot his title song for the movie, Arunachalam..

An intricate Hoysala sculpture of Narasimha..

The Big Temple at Tanjore..

Back to my roots.. The stream outside my native village..

And of course, the reason why I missed my train at Tanjore.. A game of carom with Aisha and Irfan..

My colleagues get into the carom fever during my second trip to Goa...

Pretty much how I set up at my place in Bangalore.. Pasta, tomato soup, chicken cheese sticks, a bottle of Pepsi and catching The Office on my laptop..

Our very own local cuisine, at Kenneth's uncle's place.. Trust me, it was one meal that kept us going..

And of course, the picture that won me Third Prize at the Quirks of Life competition held by NTU...

Guess that's about it.. Have fun kids!!!

2008-09-17T20:07:00.000-07:00

(The following has no intended target whatsoever. Just a reflection of my thoughts and stuff. I do know, that probably 6 months down the road, when I read this entry again, I might just laugh it off.)

Relationships, can be quite a sham, sadly. I only realized it over the recent events that have taken place around me. Now, I've always had this dream of having a gal whom I'd fall in love over and over and over again. And maybe, settle down, have our own little brood and grow old together. Hey, sue me if you think it ain't 'manly' to think that way.

That said, I guess the ones that end up with questions are the 'dumped' ones. Trust me, been on both sides of the see-saw and have felt those effects more than once. But why is it difficult at times, to try to come out of your way to understand your partner?? Its simple..

EGO!

The very fact that it just detracts you can end up making your relationship a disaster. That said, there are those who end up taking advantage of the niceness one displays. And then there are those, who have some sick game which I would put it similar to pretending to throw that ball for your dog to fetch, only to see him run the length and realize that he had been cheated. Then why friggin' get in a relationship? I wonder.. The fact that you get pampered and loved?? And when you feel it's going wrong, you just call the easy way out??

To me, entering a relationship ain't a game. It's a commitment. I'd go to all lengths to salvage it if there's a problem (unless if its a trust issue). That is the kinda person that I am.

Oh well, one thing's for sure. My faith in relationships have just gone kaput with this post, and lest God decides to prove me otherwise, I'm pretty sure I'd remain unstuck with this decision. That said, being single means being able to look around, have fun.

And that's sthg I've never had for awhile now.. Not at least for the year 2008 yet.. =)

Ah huh, Ah huh..

2008-08-10T21:19:00.000-07:00

Hello!!!

Hahah, actually i dun have much to blog about.. Yet.. Although stuff around me has been a huge whirlwind of late, I am doing my best to weather the storm. Right, maybe not so much, but I owe it all to a previous experience from which I am drawing my strength from..

So till next time, have a gd one!

Cheers!

2007-11-03T19:17:00.000-07:00

Lord, Don't Slow me Down...

Finally, I am able to access the blogger site. See, I have been trying to blog for the last one month, but whenever I enter the 'Create Post' page, my IE just shuts off. Guess its gone, for now.. Bloody spywares..

Anihoo, its November. Bloody November, the one month this year that will stretch me to my inelastic limits. It is at this time, when I will have to turn to God, and seek Him for Guidance and Grace. So here goes..

God,

In some ways, I miss how things were this time last year. When my points of focus were quite simply my studies, my girl and myself. Life was just so much, simpler. I even had time for myself, and could even afford to hit the gym and stuff.

Then came the call in January. To work on an album, which quite simply, was too appealing not to miss. It was also during this time, that I probably started enjoying grooving to music even more, and learnt to appreciate my guitar even more. In a year, we can safely say that we had covered so much more ground than other bands with similar aspirations (with no disrespect at all to these talented bunch). I guess it is your Divine work, to put us where we are right now, and most definitely, we will strive forward to seize the day.

Add to our musical aspirations, is my academic work. Akhil was right at the beginning of the semester, this was gonna be the busiest sem to date. Quite honestly, I have lost count on the number of tutorials that I am lagging behind by, and the only way to catch up with work, would be mugging for an upcoming quiz. Argh, and now, with a week to spare to the exams, all I have is an organized mess of notes, tutorials and solutions on my desk. Haha, and to add stress, I have a gig coming up on the 25th. Thanks though, for the wonderful people who understand the constraints I am in, and have allowed me to play a bit part in this project.

Then, there is the girl. Haha, sometimes, I just feel that I am just so stretched that I haven't really managed to spend quality time with her (even if we meet in school, that is, if I go - usually if I ain't in school, I'm probably catching up on a tutorial or 2). I really do hope that once November is done, I can look forward to spending lots of time with her, at least before Jan, when I make my trip into the beyond.. =)

And there's Deepavali. I guess the only times I have celebrated Deepavali decently, were in 2001, 2003 and 2004. And yes, You guessed it right, 01 was my Promos year in JC, and 03 and 04 were my years in NS. So here I am facing the prospect, of celebrating my favorite festival at school, buried in 'Concrete' and 'Steel' Designs..

Nonetheless, God, I do pray for your Guidance and Grace, and take me through this tough period. And also for those who are sitting in a similar situation as yours truly..

Lord, Don't Slow me Down..

Much Love,

Karthik

2007-09-12T18:45:00.000-07:00

This is the toughest semester, to date..

Oh well, at least there are some good things to look forward to in the next few mths though..

Practices are taking shape slowly. For Esplanade that is. Keep Nov 25th free, that is, if you really got nothing to do and are pretty much bummed.. ;-)

School's turning out to be pretty tricky this sem, with topics that can literally make you tear your hair out (hence the short hair.. hehe)...

A couple of good friends are scheduled to be back in December. Never knew I would have missed the both of them so much...

And of course, Sai and I celebrate our One Year Anniversary next mth. Such a wonderful union that I probably would never have dreamt of. Now, take a look at perfection, yaar..

Right, back to my usual clockwork routine (study, surf, watch anime/tv shows, play guitar, chill with the Gf)..

Have a blast! =)

2007-08-25T13:42:00.000-07:00

Maha Ganapathim.....

Just love that song man.. Heh..

2007-08-10T21:28:00.000-07:00

Ok, so its been awhile since I updated this site eh? Haha.. Yeah, well I've finally found a reason to blog right about now..

Well, to those who have been awaiting a post (I only know of my Dadaam doing that..), here's my long overdue entry..

An Offering..

IT'S FINALLY OUT!!!

Countless Saturday nights burned due to recording, Mixing 'Adventures', Designing the CD (Credit to Viggy. Man, nee oru Adobe Wizard la.. Haha) and add to that, practices which were really productive. Not forgetting the usual Talk-cock sessions at Brindha's and the coffeeshop below the studio, with our beloved Mentors in Music..

And of course, to Him, for without His Grace, all of this would not have been possible..

Of course, this isn't the end. It is only the Beginning..

So until then, hope you enjoy our music..

Much Love..

PS If you guys wanna copy, gimme a buzz. Its ten per cd..

Cheers..

2007-06-12T23:56:00.000-07:00

Faraway, So Close..

Doing Western Film History has its perks, especially for an avid movie buff like me. I'm sure almost everyone's on holidays, so to those who do not know what to do, catch these two movies..
Wings of Desire (1987) and its sequel, Faraway, So Close (1993). They're in German, but the torrents at mininova have english subs. Amazing movies with intriguing plots, I must add..

A few sidenotes:-

1) Stay (Faraway, So Close) is a song by U2, penned for this movie.

2) Wings of Desire was a mega-hit in Europe, so much so that a decade later, Hollywood made an American remake. This remake was titled, City of Angels.. =)

When the child was a child,
it didn't know that it was a child,
everything was soulful,
and all souls were one..

- Childhood Poem (Faraway, So Close)

2007-06-02T13:33:00.000-07:00

Something I took before Moksha 07..

Trust me, you'll love this..

All over the world I want to see my Indian Girls....

Watch this space, Moksha Special coming up soon..

2007-05-31T23:59:00.000-07:00

Just 2 more days..

To the BIG SHOW...

Everybody now...

MOKSHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

2007-05-25T00:01:00.000-07:00

In the month of May, I have done the following things:-

1) Moksha Commitments - Dance practice
2) EID (which was for like 5 days of intensity)
3) Special Sem
4) Band Commitments - Album recording, Band Practices and our inaugural Performance at Timbre
5) Cousin's Wedding
6) Sai World Youth Conference meetings

Its not easy being me, seriously..

And not only for this month, but since the turn of last year, its been the story of my life so far..

Trust me, there's more coming up, especially for the month of October..

God, please show me Your Grace in my hour of need..

2007-05-24T01:36:00.000-07:00

Do you know what really grinds my gears???

Poor people management. Especially the type that steps all over their subordinates, just to gain success. And worse, not being grateful or mindful of the sacrifices they make towards a commitment. Kinda animalistic, duncha think??

Well, welcome to the backroom of Indian Show politics.. =)

2007-05-02T05:36:00.000-07:00

What a game...

What a win..

Up la..

2007-05-01T01:55:00.000-07:00

Finally, the holidays are here..

To which, I have two words..

YAAAA HOOOO....

2007-04-26T10:18:00.000-07:00

Greetings, one and all. Sleepless for 42 hours - all whilst just for a paper - can actually provide you close to two days of entertainment. I was expecting myself to write the following entry just after my paper, but yesterday's hijack by the guys and the events which followed left me in quite daze; a spell, I must add.

Yesterday, I met Casey Subramaniam, from Tribal Tide fame. Many would remember him from the finals of Ms Vasantham 2006 (or 07, I dunno) where together with Murali Krishnan and Pravin, delivered a wonderful rendition of Ilaya Nila. Yeah.. That guy, some of you may say now.

Anihoo, as band recordings are being done at the studio, the guys popped by to visit Md Noor and Casey. What followed next was 7 hours of experience sharing and lessons being taught. I was particularly in awe at Casey's down-to-earth attitude and how patient he was teaching me modes and the Ionian scale. Ok, maybe that's really basic, but we've got to start somewhere, eh?

Amazin' stuff..

As much as this experience was one filled with great memories, another type of experience took place during the first 6 hrs of my 42 hour marathon. One which made me scratch my head and wonder, are we amongst Pre-evolution Men??

The Epitome of Stupidity (rather apt for a title)

At noon, on Tuesday, I received a particularly queer message from Friendster. It was from an interesting individul from school. Actually, this individual and I have had a huge history for a long, long, time. This person had always struck me as one with a really huge body, but a pea-sized brain. I noticed this phenomenon a good 7 years back, and during rare moments I bumped into him after SJI - as a 19 yr old, a 22 yr old and now - he just made sense to that statement, that a dog's tail can never be straightened. And I've never respected him one bit, for a long time...

Back when we were 16 (and classmates), for some strange reason, this guy seemed to love making me a target of his jokes. Normal jokes are always fine with me. Sensitive ones, take a different turn altogether. By sensitive, I mean, targettin' what I believed in. Sai Baba. I was never one of those average-converters who approach you with a book in hand, and ask you, "Do you believe in God". I've always respected people's beliefs and I expect similar treatment, as much as conflicts in literature may occur.

Anyway, this guy, with his mini posse of fools, would proceed to make me and Sai Baba the butt of his jokes. Like how Sai Baba did hair treatment by implanting his pubic hair onto his scalp, hence becoming Mayiru Baba. Like how he'd obtain a picture of Sai Baba and provide nasty comments to unsuspecting schoolmates and after his theories, brand me a loser..

If Sai Baba wasn't targetted, it was the Muslims who got it. He often would relate to everyone, his theory of what Allah was - a pig or a dog. Yes. Shocking, isn't it? Coming from a student of SJI, where you'd expect religion to be treated with the utmost respect. Relating to everyone, was never enough for him though. He'd go on targeting the Muslims in our Tamil class by making fun of their prayer stances.

So it was a little shockin' to see him in NTU. Although post-sec 4, we had bumped into each other on many occasions during which his lack of maturity was telling then, I somewhat gave him the benefit of the doubt and spoke with him. Our first few conversations clearly suggested that nothing had changed, except his body size. I began ignorance.

To me, ignoring such a moron was bliss. To him, ignorance meant his idea of torture wasn't gettin' to me. To add fuel to fire, I seemed pretty cool with a lot of people in school, and it wouldn't bode well with him, that a guy whom he branded as a loser, and was the butt of his jokes, wasn't having the same treatment here.

So our dear friend finally decided, after many times viewing me on Friendster, to send a smile..

"how's sai baba? stop hiding from me in school..viewing me from afar all... i know you're afraid of being tortured again.. wouldn't want the kane mask to come back again now would we... get ready for a flashback soon!!!"

(The Kane mask incident started when I brought a mask of the wrestler to school. Being a 16 year old then, and as with how fun was always a prime key in that age, I'd wear the mask behind unsuspecting people and scare them. If not, it was me trying to act like the wrestler himself. Heh. Those were the times..)

Yes, now you get where I am coming from??

So I replied, with a message filled with deterence and crude humour targetted at him. Somewhat, I anticipated that this guy would proceed to do something real funny.

True enough, barely 6 hours since my reply, he bumped into me and my friend, and what followed next, was a conversation that will probably never leave my memory for a very, very, very long time. The type that would go on for generations.

Our friend demands why I sent such a reply, and upon askin him what was the reason behind sending the message in the first place - hear this, the punchline's comin' - it was because I HAD VIEWED HIM ON FRIENDSTER... My close buddy (incidently my Sec 4 classmate too) who was next to me, was very suspcious of having given out a slight chuckle, as I glanced at him then.

I've heard of fights starting because of how a guy at a restaurant bumps into his old friend, has a conversation for a few minutes and barely hours later, he gets slashed by her bf. How numerous fights have started because of staring incidents. This one, took the cake. Cyber generation, so here's a tip, younglings, next time you view a Friendster profile who isn't your friend, SWITCH TO ANONYMOUS..

So our friend continues his mama-drama dialogues of how he thinks I am a gangster, and therefore has to be afraid. Yes, deterence and dialogue with an Idiot always equates you to being a gangster, when nothing about a gang was even said. Of course, our friend was gettin nowhere with me constantly rebuttin', so he resorts to below the belt tactics, to which I duly ignored. Inside of me, I knew I was gettin' into his skin, and with shouts of trying to 'torture' me again in NTU, I said, Try Me..

Our friend walks away. Few minutes later, he comes back, and says that he'd take this a challenge. That, (hear this) in the next two years, he'd be the one dominating me in NTU and be stepping over me. How the torture (I really dun get this guy) would be coming back. And who would be Mr Popular (haha). Of course, I replied with a simple, "Whatever".

The above-mentioned event clearly did strike a chord with me though. So after much contemplation and consideration, I decided that being the guy who always gives in, Mr Nice Guy, the one who often takes the peaceful way out of a conflict, I decided to cut his work short from 2 years to just, 2 days..

Ladies and Gentlemen, Meet Mr Giresh Prabhat..

The one man who could finally provide the missing link between Apes and Man. The man who has the best theories on God. The man who strives on attention and being popular. The one man who has the body of a 23 year old, but thinks like someone 14. THE EPITOME OF STUPIDITY..

Wanted your time in the sunshine, didn't you???

I made you famous now..

Remember me, k??

Loser..

LATEST
(So it seems, that the true reason why our dear protaganist had even sent a message to me in the first place, had been ironed out. From an unlikely source..

Apparently, our friend and his friend were viewin my Friendster profile. They found it funny, and so, our dear friend decides to send a message. Now, how all of this pieces together clearly baffled me. So I proceeded to clear it up with this source..

Hear this, that message was an ounce of the supposed 'Giresh Humour'....

Heh, man. I seriously do not know where to go with this. But whatever it is, it is my own blog, and whatever I write, will definitely have a sense of bias. Hell, I'm no columnist for ST, I write for MYSELF..

So if you aren't down with it, then hit the road, jack..)

2007-04-13T18:24:00.000-07:00

Respect.

That's the least I expect from individuals. Its simple, I've been brought up to treat people with respect. Unless of course, they've screwed me around, or they just do not like my elegant looks. heh, trust me, there are quite a number out there for the latter reason.

When someone decides to speak things up with you, upfront and personal, you'd expect to be heard out and something serious. Well, that's what RESPECTABLE people do la, not go say your point, then just enter "one-ear-in, one-ear-out" mode. I have always exercised these rights, save for my ex who took up most of my whoop-ass entries last year. Hell, even my band disputes are reasoned out in such gentlemanly manners.

So it was normal, to go into such a 'confrontation'. But what I got after that, left me wondering why I had even bothered coming to school. I mean, in that 5 mins, I could have taken a crap, bought a drink, read an article of TNP, visited some blogs, played finger wrestling with the Gf etc. To be honest, it was a complete waste of time, trying to reason out with someone who was hell-bent on showing attitude, right from Day 1.

I guess the part that got me seething, were the stupid faces of trying to be serious and pissed during the confrontation. Dude, seriously, get your info right, before clearing stupid theories with me. Jeez, like I am having a Koffee with Karthik session with people, and telling them about the latest gossips and news.

Though it was really funny, when looking back, it was really, a super small matter (JUJUBI maa..), with facts all wrong. Of course, our protaganist goes on to try warning me not to go around talking stuff. Like I have nothing better to do.

Oh well, at the end of the day, you realize that such clowns do exist, and the only way to react to them, is just like how you'd react to the circus clown; laugh out loud at his reactions and stupidity, not only in this episode, but at his life.

2007-03-18T03:33:00.000-07:00

Ownership

Everyone holds a certain something close to them, a level of ownership engulfs over this object.

However, rob it from someone, and then, try giving it back to him/her a few days later..

As much as there's an initial sense of joy, at retrieving the product, that same level of ownership will cease to exist..

Maybe, I've reached that level in a particular issue..

2007-03-05T19:00:00.000-08:00

For more details, click on MOKSHA...

2007-03-02T13:10:00.000-08:00

A Yellow World..

Came across this on the KLK site. Had quite a good laugh, especially after a closer look at the guy featured in the video.

Haha, steady la Vinod..

2007-02-27T23:33:00.000-08:00

Thank you, to the following pple:-

1) Sai Kutty
2) Vignesh
3) Niva
4) Naren
5) Nithiya - yes, you da best la..
6) Meera
7) Johnny

Lets all hope it turns out well yeah?

*fingers crossed..

2007-02-26T00:39:00.000-08:00

Lan Lan, Suck Thumb..

So, Dhool 07 has finally drawn to a close. To which I say, good riddance. No offence to the dance groups who participated, but the manner in which the whole competition was portrayed, would be, dare I say, cheesy. Preview rounds for the final, ok. Athu yenna, preview for semis. Why not preview for quarters, second prelims, first prelims?

Now, down to the topic of Vidiyal winning. To be honest, I only caught 10 minutes of the show, that too shuffling between changing into clothes after showering and preparing to go for practice. During this period, I managed to catch AcidHouz, Kali (steady la Ah-Loy) and Anarchy 99. It wouldn't be fair to pass judgement immediately but my first impressions were of Houz being the best amongst the three, followed closely by Kali.

Two hours later, whilst in the midst of practice, the Bibster smses, live from Caldecott, that Vidiyal had won. And as if on cue, Anu calls to announce NUS' dominance in this competition. Talks of Kalaichelvan started fillin' the room. I guess rumours will always be rumours, till there's substantial proof, that Mr Dhil Dhil (whom I find terribly irritating) was pullin the strings for NUS to win, in this case, Vidiyal.

However, based on the comments of many who watched the show, I gather that Houz Houz and Diversity seemed much likelier winners. I guess it is only fair, to point fingers at the judges then, rather than to point towards Vidiyal. Dun get me wrong here, I am no Vidiyal supporter, and no sms from my phone was a vote for them, or any other group for the matter.

Whatever the outcome, as the title suggests, life must go on. To Diversity and Houz Houz, I guess you guys did your best. To Vidiyal, congrats.

History has some of its winning moments littered with controversy. Like Shabir winnin' Vasantham Star (seriously, what were all of you thinkin, when you voted him la), Singapore winnin' the Tiger Cup in 1998 (the infamous back of god), Italy liftin the World Cup, Man U winnin the Champs League in 1999 etc etc.

You get the drift.

Unless you were stripped off your title as Miss Singapore India, upon realising that you actually are MARRIED.. =)

2007-02-19T23:48:00.000-08:00

Greetings

Hi everyone, as you may have realised, my posts have been very, very irregular.

Part of it, has to do with jugglin' a huge workload. One that could probably get me a job in the Moscow Circus (bad memories though). School work, projects, Moksha prep, and most fulfilling of all, cutting a cd with the band.

Yeah, after years of jammin, and poor qualities of recordings via hps, mp3 players etc, we have decided to come up with something concrete. And yes, before you wonder what genre we do, its something devotional. Not really like those Ayyappan songs from Boys, but Sai Bhajans with a lil twist. =)

Watch out for TaalMenz.

In the meantime, wishing one and all good times ahead.

Will be back! Cheers.

PS Bibi, the song's for you.. Reminds me of you whenever I listen to it la. heh

2007-01-30T00:35:00.000-08:00

Stole this off Meera's Blog...

Your results:
You are The Flash

The Flash		100%
Green Lantern		80%
Superman		70%
Hulk		60%
Supergirl		55%
Spider-Man		50%
Robin		38%
Batman		35%
Iron Man		35%
Wonder Woman		30%
Catwoman		15%

Fast, athletic and flirtatious.

Click here to take the Superhero Personality Quiz

WOO HOO!!!! =)

2007-01-29T22:01:00.000-08:00

The Return, of the Showstopper..

No, I ain't talkin' abt the Heartbreak Kid, Shawn Michaels...

I'm speakin' about the fella who lives across my floor, who uttered his first 'Fuck' a few days back (and in turn, getting a whack on his lips by me), the guy who gives arguably the best thiruttu mulis (the look of a pro con) and the sweet-talking boy who can just make your day with his antics..

In case you have still not met him, introducing, Iruuuuuuuuuuuufaaaaaaaaaaan Faaaarriiiiiiidddddddd...

*Just watch his eyes.. He'd beat Prakash Raj, I tell you...

2007-01-21T22:28:00.000-08:00

I'm in love, with a certain beauty.

Yes, besides my dearest Sailu kutty, there is yet, another beauty that has captivated my heart...

Ladies and Gents, meet the Ibanez Talman Series TCM 50.

Ain't she a beauty?

You just need to read the reviews of people who have gotten this guitar. It all gets summed up in A word.

AMAZING!!

2007-01-04T19:03:00.000-08:00

The Power of Discrimination..

Its something we all have, just a matter of whether we choose to exercise it.

You could either turn someone down with a smile (let the other party lose their temper on you, never you), bearing in mind the greater good that it will do to you in the near future, or choose to take it in, and end up backfiring on you.

For if you choose the latter, bearing in mind the consequences that could unfold, you would be no different from Gautama Buddha Himself.

Afterall, Buddha was poisoned by one of His devotees.

A strong message, instilled within me by a dear cousin.

2006-12-31T19:53:00.000-08:00

2006 - A Reflection...

Someone once told me, that reflecting helps an individual plan his path out for the future. At the end of every year, I always look back, with great earnest, singling out the positives and negatives that has taken place during the course of the year. This year's no different.

I had a wonderful 2006, for many a reason. In fact, it was even better than my 2005. And it had to do with lots of turning points.

Friends

Swami once mentioned this quote, "Friends are like frogs in a well. When the well's full, lots of frogs hop in. But when its empty, most of 'em jump out to seek another well."

I finally saw the truth in that phrase. Some unpleasantries took place between a few people this year, and at the end of the day, I too had some part to play for the misunderstandings. Oh well, if its meant to be, its meant to be.

Then there were those, who preferred seeking out pastures anew. Again, if its meant to be, its meant to be.

But it only made me wiser, and highlight something that Prabhu once told me, on 1st Jan 2006. You realise that the larger the group of friends, the more trouble you have. Eventually, they all start peeling away, and the ones that are left, are those who stick with you through thick and thin.

Events during the year made me realise this. And I have nobody to blame, except fate, perhaps. Its like the circle Robert De Niro spoke about in Meet The Fockers. There are only some whom you allow to step into it. ]

I have my own constants, and I'm glad to have them around. These people, some of our friendships stemmed right from the time we were in Primary school. Their presence would never go unnoticed, and I'm really glad to have realised this.

God Bless Them.

Academic Progress

If I ever had the most suay-est year in recent times, it would have been 2005. So many things, happening in such short notice. All of this, took a heavy toll on my maiden semester in school.

The malaise continued right till June, when I was placed on AP. That jolted the lights out of me. 'Coz another performance like that, and its strike 3 for me la. SPH was the perfect place to get me going for my second year. Tanya and Daniel were always providing the much needed boost, and with a few altercations to my lifestyle, improvements were being made.

Nothing beats a good start, I realise. Even if it means, having a PERSONAL COUNTDOWN timer as your MSN nick. To me, and a few others, we found it of great use during the course of the Semester. Of course, there were those who found it an eyesore. At the end of the day, it sure did aid me, and that's what matters. Got a problem, delete me off lorr...

And yes, the new year will begin with me getting out of Academic Standing. =)

Sailaja

I cannot leave her out, without the turnaround I've had in my year. She had been the one constant who had always been my pillar of strength, the one who always provides me with lots of belief in myself, and especially provide me with warmth and love.

For those who still wonder who she is, she is the (l)ass of my life.. =)

Sai and I have this understanding that we all have our own flaws and faults. Habitual ones, we can change. Character faults, you can never change. End of the day, its all about having a common understanding and trust as the basis of our relationship. We believe in that, and can see this blossoming over the new year.

I love you, Sailasaaaaa...

The Future...

When 2005 was drawing to a close, I couldn't have wished for a speedier end. Now that 2006 is ending, there's just a tinge of sadness that comes along with it. But life's all about moving on, and I believe 2007 would be even rosier.

Niva's 21st, good movies coming out, Sai's 21st, weddings (2006 had a record-breaking 20 functions from my family and close buds), good movies, the list goes on.

I wish everybody a blessed year ahead.

Sorgam Madhuvile... Sorkum Azhagile...

Drink Safe. =)

PS I found this site to be rather interesting. Its a numerology site, does predictations for your upcoming year. Found this site a year ago, and when reading my 2006 forecast again today, I was amazed at the close proximity of their predictions.

Click Here

2006-12-10T01:49:00.000-08:00

A Special Ode, to a Special Friend...

No no, pls, this is, not one filled entirely with satire and sarcasm. A really heartfelt one, to my arch-nemesis who plagiarises some of my content on his blog.

We know him, as the Desker Rocker. I know him, as ****** ****..

As you count down your days to swapping your IC for that green 11B, I would like to dedicate the song on the right, to you. For everything that you've been, a great friend, a worthy opponent on MSN Games and Pool, a fellow Red, and of course, the kway teow whose always a notch above the rest...

Dhoom Machale, my friend..

PS Rafa dedicates the 4-0 mauling of Fulham to you, especially since this could be the last Liverpool match you watch before you enlist..

2006-12-08T12:58:00.000-08:00

How to be, The CLASSIC Ex BF...

Girls would always know, about that one ex bf, who'd give 'em terrible memories, not so much about the r/s but rather, the ones after the r/s. You usually find such doofuses (if there ever was such a word) in our wonderful Indian community, and as always, the supernova has stumbled upon one these past few days..

So want a lesson on how to be a classic ex bf??

Check this out..

Lesson 1: Shout Out

Yeah, do the whole, I'm so madly in love with you thingy, keep on callin your ex at unearthly hours, and if she doesn't even bother to pick up, continue callin her house, her house phone, her brother's phone, her doggy's phone, her neighbour's phone, the public phone below her block etc etc. Then, once she eventually decides to hear you out, scream your head out, like a raving lunatic, then do the whole, I-am-in-such-a-state-becoz-of-you-thing.

That clears Lesson 1.

Lesson 2: Propagate

So you realise your ex gf doesn't give two hoots about your rants. You also realise, she's starting to see someone else. You also happen to get pictures (try ransackin her computer when she's not at home) too. So, go about propagating the new affair by creating a new Friendster Profile with those pictures and add people close to you and your ex. Oh, please do not commit spelling mistakes on them. C'mon, I'm sure you wouldn't want your English tutor to die of a heart attack upon hearing about your grasp of the language, innit??

And do not stop there, go on tellin' a sob story about how you were jilted by your ex, and how she has the heart to do such a thing, blah blah blah. You get the drift. Your main idea, to create problems between the happy couple and make you the victim.

Lesson 2 - Complete.

Lesson 3: Threaten

Get your hands on the numbers of this new fella, and now, focus on trying to scare him off your ex. Yeah, do the whole, "Dei, I will come down to your school, and slash you dei. You dunno who I am dei. I bought prata at Simpang yesterday dei."

Of course, whilst it may lead to the plan gettin' backfired, there is a small chance that the fella may actually back out. That is, if you happen to be some gang leader la, not some small fry from a gang, or worse, got kicked out from that gang.

If it still doesn't work out well, try sendin' a message to the fella. A good example, would be the one displayed below.

hey ass hole u better stop calliong (insert girl's name)! understand! u fucker shes my galfen. if one more time i see ur number in her phone ur dead, i swear . u fucker , keep ur hands off another guys gal. u low lying asshole,u better learn how to respect anothers guys gal. tis is my warinng to u . if u wan to still pusch ur limit, then we will see. i swear i will see no mercy!

(pardon the spelling errors. didn't wanna change anything from the original text)

Lesson 4: Tap Out??

So the threats got you backfired (c'mon, you might have realised that a GOOD ex bf would just walk away and try to carry on with life), and end up having to carry on without her? Make it seem you've walked awayyyyyyy...

Till, like those WWE plots, where out of the blue, the heel character sneaks out from the crowd, and smashes the protaganist with a steel chair. Continue being a pest, either by sniggering around in the backgrounds or trying to wind up something, I dunno. Blame the new fella for writing posts about you, even if it was about Captain Vijaykanth and his bullet proof plate, or about how the new couple are so happily in love. In short, be a sour grape.

Call your ex like a few mths later, give her another sob story about how much you loved her so - all this, after a chance meeting somewhere. And then try and bring up old stories about how you had been victimised and such. Yeahh, girls like that, no?

Of course, in the end, you'd probably never get the girl EVER again, but hey, you've earned yourself a name now, eh?

THE CLASSIC EX BF... *drum roll

Oh, and try and insert low blows, and talk about the fella's mum's genitals. Yeah, you definitely would take the cake..

Lesson OVER...

Simple, for one comment made like months ago, you wanna pull a fast one by saying I've been writing and talking about you eh? Whoever bothers about your existence, I wonder..

Dun worry, your antics have earned you a spot in my blog la.

Just remember, you get my attention again, you'd live to regret it. Still thinking about how cowardly I was to run to the police then?

Think about it, why of all places, Tanglin Police Station? =)

You the best la, my Guardian-who-once-threatened-to-harm-me.

Oh, forgot to reference my findings on the classic ex-bf..

Reference: Classic Ex-BF

Eat your heart out...

2006-12-04T03:20:00.000-08:00

Best Divorce Letter Ever...

Click on picture to read..

PS Click HERE to read full letter..

2006-11-30T14:59:00.000-08:00

The Captain Strikes Back..

Just when you thought, that it was safe to watch a movie which was released on Deepavali, guess who bounces (literally) his way down to the big screen again...

Dharmapuri, a movie by Perarasu (Sivakasi, Thirupachi, Tirupathi and many more... argh!) and Captain Saar. As Prabhu puts it aptly, a totally fatal combo. Not one for the weak hearted.

Want a good review for Captain Marvel's latest film?

Check this out..

Worth a good read, but for those who seem lazy to read it, catch this clip..

Sai, forget D:2, we are watching this movie!!!

2006-11-28T19:22:00.000-08:00

Now whoever said NTU was a boring place eh?

2006-11-25T15:40:00.000-08:00

God always answers your prayers.

Its just sometimes, the answer is No...

=)

2006-11-17T02:11:00.000-08:00

I recall, many months ago, having posed this question to a fair number of people around me, and usually, its left some stumbling a little. Ok, maybe stumbling's a lil too harsh a term. Reflective, that's the word. Others gave rather mind-boggling answers.

The irony of this question, would be that the first time I posed it to someone, she ended up becoming my girlfriend now. Heh..

Came across this post on Cheating on a random blog. Which triggered me to pose this seemingly 'reflective' question to everyone. Call it a little tagboard discussion la, especially since I am technically on hiatus, till the 27th.

Question: Suppose you've been happily attached to someone for quite some time. Everything's fine and dandy, till one day, situations (either in work or school) make me you meet another person. You guys end up becoming good pals, but as the days run by, you realise he/she seems to be more in tune with you, in terms of chemistry and every other aspect, as compared to your partner. Best part, this person seems to have an inkling of interest on you.

So what do you do??

Reject this new person, or leave your partner for this newbie??

Bear in mind, you're only in a relationship, not married.. Though we often hear such stories in married life too.

An everyday problem, just that noone seemed to have blogged about this on the blogosphere.

I await your answers.. =)

2006-11-01T15:05:00.000-08:00

Your Attitude Almost Always Determines Your Altitude in Life...

Good luck for the exams, peeps!!

2006-10-30T19:41:00.000-08:00

The Yellow Ribbon Project...

Everyone might have heard of this project before. If one would recall, a couple of years back, advertisements detailing how ex-convicts should be given a second chance in life, be it in print or running on our telly/radios. Ah, that's the yellow ribbon project.

And if anyone has a copy of yesterday's TNP, refer to page 4. It runs an article on Mr Prem (my 'mentor' back in the centre during my pri 4-6 days), who is the director of the Singapore After-Care Association and his thoughts on how our society is slowly opening up to giving ex-cons another chance.

Kinda ironic, considering that the night before, I was chatting with Sai about this family friend of mine, whose story really grips my heartstrings, and all that I can do, is pray that things will be ok for him.

Many often complain about how naggy their folks are, some realise it tad too late. How about those, who have never experienced the love of a parent, who is left on his own at home during his formative years, whilst his parents are fighting a divorce case?

Often, we are seen writing about this in our secondary school essays, the usual lack of love stuff, but only when you see it happening around you, you just stop to appreciate everything you have.

So when you lack that parental love, you end up exploring, seeking it out in other avenues. Then, its bad company and stuff. This boy, I've seen him grow up, and in a way, I feel guilty. For not having pushed my folks enough, when he was in Pri 5 and having tuition under my dad, to have him stay with us, at least till he grows older.

Now, I see him, 16 years young, with numerous police records shadowing him, tattoos that stretch almost every inch of his skin, and even, some designs on his face. Yet, I can't blame him. Divorces really sap the confidence of a kid, especially when my dad once told me, that he saw him being very down-trodden and slouching, one rainy afternoon after school, whilst picking him up.

Counselling sessions won't help, I told my dad. End of the day, you have to treat him like a 16 year old, the age where everybody do not give a hoot about what the world thinks of them, that time when the testosterones hit an all-time high. So the only way out, is self-realisation. But the longer the ordeal, the deeper you sink. Lest he realises, and seeks help. Which is why, I am considering putting a word to Uncle Prem soon.

I last heard from him, on Deepavali Night, when his dad passed the phone to him, and we wished him. He sounded exactly how I had last spoken to him, 4 years ago - a soft spoken boy, filled with loads of innocence, as he proceeded to give me tips on the betting market. Just like how he kept inviting me over then, to play PS with him.

Haiz, what to do, I just have this big brother thing about me, when I deal with younger people. Heh. Probably foresee myself being a social worker la.

Disclaimer: The word mentor was best used, as compared to guru. Now, don't form wrong ideas here, he was just a tutor in the centre, who took care of the Primary 4-6 boys back then, and now is tutoring another group in the centre. By tutoring, I refer to inculcating values in us, not teaching us lessons. But he tutored me for history in Sec 1, hmm...

So tutor or mentor, you decide.

For me, Uncle Prem. Simple.. =)

PS: Right, will be going on a hiatus now. Will be back soon.. Ciao!

2006-10-29T22:40:00.000-08:00

Do you know, that Ajinomoto (gd ol' MSG) makes you feel thirsty almost every 30 mins??

Now, you know.. =)

2006-10-18T00:42:00.000-07:00

Happy Birthday October 18 kuttis!!!

This is slowly turning, into a birthday-dedication blog la. Haiz, not much material to blog about. Besides, October's like the month of birthdays, and tests. And Deepa-Raya. For now, birthdays.

Right, first up, a common trait between October 18 babies. I've deduced, just like in my previous entry, something rather strangely prominent in our two featured personalities. Which would be, their SENSE OF DIRECTION!!! Tsk tsk.. ;)

This aunty below, tell you, ask her for directions to her place, she gives me the vaguest signages. LIKE A GREEN POSTER, which turned out to be A4 sized on the bus-stop panels. And there she was, nicely standing there, hands crossed, like I had held up on her. Tsk tsk.

But even so, she's a dear la. My pillar of support, the butt of my jokes, and yet, the listening ear to all my whinings, despite me having to pay the price at times, for her exorbitant shopping escapades. 4 hours, for 3 tops. End of the day, you still know I love you, right??? =)

On to personality nombor dua. This girl, we all know her, by one name. But to me, she comes with a whole set of names. They include, Jalsa, Jalaja, Jar-Jar, Jhaldra etc etc. You get the pic la eh? Not only that, this girl here gives a rather unique look, everytime you jack her. Something a wee-bit like this la..

But despite all these, she's my darling la. One helluva sweet one. Few around me might know, that I might have gone through some stuff, just to be where we are right now, even though they might be early days. Some even forewarned me, about how trouble will eventually start finding me.

Maybe it did, but I always knew, that at the end of the day, it would have all be well worth it. I have seen girls roll over and switch sides during such tumultous moments, but even then, she never buldged.

I always follow my heart with such decisions, and I'm just glad, to have given you that peace of mind you've always been craving for.

I just love you, Sai. You truly are amazing... =)

And maybe, some might have heard of my actions, and think it was a tad too extreme or even cowardly. To me, you've just seeing the tip of the iceberg. Many fail to realise this, but I too have my own connections (not for gossip and such. I have minimal interest with that). And they run very deep, and long.

Lets just say, I worked an old connection out then la, and everything worked out according to plan. Just like old times. =)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JESH AND SAILAJAAAAA!!!!!

2006-10-14T13:29:00.000-07:00

Sch's a bitch..

Argh!!!

2006-10-13T10:25:00.000-07:00

Happy Birthday October 13 Babies!!!!

Right, to continue the birthday series on this blog, I'd like to share with you the birthdays of two wonderful people.

Firstly, to my cousin, Murali. I tell you, the word "funny" and Murali really go hand in hand, especially after you get to know this guy. Also one of the crazy gang (the Rajoos) where we do the craziest antics and somehow, get away with them.

Plus, this is his 21st birthday too. Still not too sure if they're having a celebration for it (probably at Bhajans later la).

Next up, Ms Anuradhaaaa. Again, probably a trait amongst Oct 13 babies, that the word "funny" and Anu too, go hand-in-hand. Ah, but that's where the similarities end. See, Anu's funny, because we always end up poking jabs and jokes at her.

Like rolling her up in a carpet and leaving her for 5 mins, tricking her into placing her IC at the security post outside Ngee Ann, the list goes on, But one has to understand, that we do this purely because of one reason.

Anu looks down on all of us. She is a socialite. She finds us, according to her, the best seats at Sangae 05, only to realise that we'd been chucked right at the back, ON THE SECOND TIER OF KALLANG THEATRE.

Tsk tsk, add to that, we never get invites to her glamourous TLS dinners, where they allow you to bring your outside friends. Instead, we hear about it whilst dining at Al-Ameen. Why? Because that's what she thinks of us, coffee-shop boys. That we'd probably end up bringing her social status down.

Which is why, we do many stuff to her. Like spend the night out with us, just by watching us play pool or footy.

But at the end of the day, she's a darling la. Despite her terribly numerous flaws. Heh.

Love you dear, and yes, she also doubles up with me as my financial cum love advisor.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ANURADHAAAA AND MURALI!!!! =)

2006-10-07T23:11:00.000-07:00

Playing two 90 minute games in a row, is definitely, no joke. Especially when you lack that fitness to last you through these two games.

Am really shagged. So shall keep this sweet, as I try to coax Niva into massaging her dear bro's legs. Like I told the guys during dinner, if she ever did that, expect tommorrow's PSI to hit 300. =p

Was really pleased with yesterday though. Bhajans was really serene and peacefully, something that's been a little absent these last few months. Days of me running around the Ruthra Kaliamman temple as a sugar-high kid, at Her sanctum. She definitely has watched me grow. And so too, the centre.

Its my second home, my second family. And maybe, the return might be for real. At least, to keep in touch with them, by attending weekly bhajans frequently.

Add to that, two other things happened, that I'd probably call, an act of His Grace. First, managed to arrange with one of the centre members to coach me for Computing come next sem. Yes, I'm a kan-chiong spider la. This fella's been a great friend of mine, add to that, a former student of NTU, a computer engineer, and an Indian Scholar. Power la!!

What's even more POWER, would have to be my former tutor from the centre, to offer me an interning opportunity with his company, come 2008. His projects have included the likes of the Circle Line and the Kranji Racecourse. Add to that, you get to fly around during IA. WOOO.. Watch this space.

So yeah, just one day back to the centre, and lotsa surprises. He really does, take care of me.

So shall end the entry with a quote by Sai Baba.

Follow the Master
Face the Devil
Fight till the End
Finish the Game.

-Baba

Late Entry: There are those around, who live in a warped world. Thinking the actions they carry out, are always right, and never wrong.

Oh well, I can never muster any respect for such beings.

Coz, as much as my close cliq of friends may seem self-righteous to the outside world, at least they do not go around sensationalising my problems to the outside world. Or for the matter, me doing like-wise with theirs.

I have, excellent friends. God Bless them.

2006-10-06T17:28:00.000-07:00

"Oktoberfest is a two-week festival held each year in Munich, Bavaria, Germany during late September and early October. It is one of the most famous events in the city and the world's largest fair, with some six million people attending every year. Other cities across the world also hold fairs, modeled after the Munich event, also called Oktoberfest."

Sounds fun eh?

When Rajiv mentioned the NTU Alumni Club was celebrating this occasion, only one thing struck any General Knowledge-filled brain. Abundance of BOOZE!!!

Haha, but guess what? Ain't going. Have a temple visit up later on.

But what we concluded earlier, was something that was definitely blog-worthy.

That almost every Tamilan we know is going for this event. That Tamilans will be first in queue, when there's free booze. That Germans too love their booze. That it probably is confirmed, that we Tamilans have some German heritage in us (ah yes, the whole Aryan thingy). That probably one early Aryan went south, met a Dravidian chic, and lo behold, we love booze.

Food for thought. =)

2006-10-05T18:56:00.000-07:00

When Diplomacy Fails...

When Diplomacy fails
You often are pushed to take up Deterence.

From the very beginning,
I've tried Diplomacy.

People who know me well,
Realise that rarely do I do the latter
Without the former.

But there are times,
When the peace of you and your loved ones
Get threatened,
You take up the latter.

Many have told me a lot,
About him.
His track-record, his character.
It even amazed me,
That there even were people
Who were intimidated by him.

But when the dust settled a couple of hours ago,
All that I heard,
Was just the emotions and tears of a desperate small boy,
Who couldn't come to terms
With his loss.

Because only I probably can lay claims,
As to understand why he acts this way.
Because I have been in his shoes once,
And it really did hurt me then.

But that is how Life is,
I realised.
That if everything was fair,
We wouldn't be complaining now,
Would we? =)

Sometimes, Life doesn't always give us
What we expected.
But that doesn't mean,
We give up just like that.

Because I always believe
That the Almighty has a bigger plan
For each and everyone of us.
And most of the times,
These tribulations only make us stronger.

I'm glad,
I've gotten my peace back.
But more importantly,
I'm elated to have given her back
Her peace of mind.
She's been through enough,
And I will stop at nothing
To make her smile.

To those who have stood by me,
Offering useful solutions (inclusive of the odd CCTv idea - tsk tsk),
Thank You.

To those who probably will gawk,
After hearing about what had happened.
You wouldn't have dealt with it any much better,
Than WE did.

I pray,
That you take care.
Despite having an animosity towards me,
Which is justifiable.

Remember,
Whatever that doesn't break you,
Only makes you stronger.

And to those who would like disturb our peace,
Its very simple
How we roll...

DON'T HUNT WHAT YOU CAN'T KILL... (had to add this in la)

Good Day!

2006-09-29T01:36:00.000-07:00

Right, as promised..

The much-awaited montage of pictures taken at mi Chitti's birthday bash!!!

Feast your eyes..

And yes Chitti, we too always feel honoured to have you as part of the family..

Afterall, who better than you to give me free rides to school, albeit asking me for directions (even though you stay at Jurong West) and at times, being even some wannabe F1 roadwarrior on the AYE and doing four lane shifts.. Tsk tsk.. ;)

As a good friend pointed out, that actually didn't look like a montage.. What to do, I have no patience in these kinda things one..

Nevertheless...

I LOVE YOU DEARIE!!!

Oh, and watch this space. In the finale of the Susie Chitti Series, you'll be marvelling at how beautiful this woman once looked in her younger days. I remember recounting to Sai, at the amount of shock I got after seeing her pictures a few days prior to the event..

Its in the genes la.. =p

2006-09-27T13:41:00.000-07:00

Everyone has their favourite teams, and stand by them, rooting out for them every season. Yet, we often have this other team, where we just have a soft spot for. Usually, its for the way the team plays. Flowing football, gritty football, we each have our own likes/dislikes.

I'm sure everybody knows which team I've always supported. But yet, during those years, I've always had a soft spot for another team. In fact, I must add that lotsa pple have a similar soft spot for this team too. Call it, the "People's Team"..

That's right, I'm talking about Newcastle United. Everyone remembers that season in 95, where they threw away a 15 point lead to Manchester United. But another reason people remember Newcastle United, is that they are often synonymous with the term, "Flowing Football".

Ok, maybe not the current batch, but from Keegan's days till the end of Bobby Robson's reign, we often look out for how Newcastle fairs in games. Ginola, Asprilla, Shearer, Ferdinand, Beardsley, Andy Cole, the list goes on.

So with that, lets roll back the years, and enjoy some glorious football played on arguably, the defining moment of the "People's Team"...

Newcastle Utd 5 Manchester Utd 0.. I remember taunting every single Mancunian I could see that week at school.. Harh..

2006-09-25T20:49:00.000-07:00

It's So Happening..

Sounds cheesy eh? Haha, sorry la, but I still have issues regarding the tagline for my Chitti's birthday party.

But one thing was for sure, it definitely lieved up to that tagline. And I'm NOT SAYING THIS BECAUSE WE HAVE A NEW ADOPTED FAMILY IN THE SINGH FAMILY (ooooh, hot chic... okie, I lie, I lie, I cheat, I cheat..), but it just made the Queen of the night one really happy girl..

And of course, she being the apple of my eye, had to oomph up a performance eh? So together with my fellow partner in crime, the youngest Chitti, we just rolled back the years with a stripped down version of a popular 80s song..

Haha, not that it was anything fantastic or what la. But I was glad the birthday girl thoroughly enjoyed it.. More pics from the function..

Ze Queen and the family..

With Prabhu's family..

With one cousin..

"WE ARE FAMILY!!!"

PS Notice the purple shirt next to us? Ah, that isn't the manager of Chandni's. That's my Big Mama, and being the strictest, we got a good chiding for being the last to leave, that too squeezing a picture. Haha, but he's one funny uncle la..

Watch out for more, coming up...

2006-09-22T13:11:00.000-07:00

Naan Oru Nerd...

That's right. I am one. I've just given myself a self-imposed break for the next three days. Lifting it on Monday, so that I can start getting down to some work during the recess week.

But guess what??

Barely 4 hours into my day, I was actually DOING SOME WORK!!! ARGH!!

Haiz, as CPT Alan put it to me once, "We aren't workoholics la. Just a bunch of stupid workers."

Call it, the Stupid Worker Syndrome.. Period..

Now, moving to other matters. Yes, some might have noticed a profile that was creating waves throughout Friendster yesterday. No, Dawn Yang did not create a profile, but if she happened to, pls do pass the link.. =)

Thing is, yeah, Sai and I are dating. But that, WASN'T CREATED BY US. Yepz, we have a fan club brewing somewhere la. Must understand, right since Surya-Jo is no longer in the limelight, we're next. Harh!

Nonetheless, that profile's off. Thanks to reports from a few friends of ours, who suspected foul play, and of course, from me. Not bad, Friendster was pretty smart, and took it off within 6 hrs. Oh well, worth the ride.

So from stupid worker, to stupid profile, and now, to stupid actors..

Seriously, what's up with some of our Indian actors la. Aiyoh, globalisation taking over Kollywood? There are some actors whom I actually refuse to patronise either on the big screen, or even when I'm dying of boredom and almost every channel seems to be playing something daft, save for that Tamil movie. Except, being the case in every Tamil-speaking home, it ends up running on our boxes..

Meet SJ Suryah. This guy, deserves to be shot. Seriously. His only potent contribution to the filmworld, that voyeuristic movie Vaali, which sky-rocketted Ajith's career. So wait, this movie Vyabari means he's gonna be another Bill Gates?

I'm staying off this movie, though Namitha's presence might change my hand in this. Yes, JIGGY JIGGY!! Heh..

I wanted someone shot earlier right? There you go. Mr Sibi (CB la) Raj. So you get an idea that this is gonna be something like Goal eh? Wrong!

Check out the gun he's carrying. Guns and Footie do not go together. We do not want another Escobar. Bless his soul..

And of course, for more viewing pleasures from the movie, Lee (again, no relation with a Mama having a Chinese surname).

Mr Chellam on one of his mazing runs..

Prakashraj, take a bow. I love this fella though..

2006-09-21T11:10:00.000-07:00

WOOO!!!

Tests are over.. Hols are a-coming...

Okie, so its for a week..

Still, been waiting for it since a fortnight ago..

Oh, and Kuyt's off the mark..

WOOO!!!!

New Addition...

And of course, I can wait for this guy to get back..

C'mon everybody now.. Lets all go, RIIIIIISSSSEE!!!!

2006-09-21T00:05:00.000-07:00

Aggressor vs Victim..

I couldn't think of a more apt title, to what I'm about to write in here. Its funny, how life throws at you situations, in such a way, you play both the roles that you would have read off my title. How I once was a victim under similar circumstances, and now, I have turned the aggressor, in another..

Does that make me a badder person? Nah, far from it. Its made me a wiser person. I can understand how you feel. Seeing someone that you once loved a lot, cared so much for, just leave you and then, a month passes and you find her in the arms of another. It ain't pleasant, it leaves a sour taste in your mouth..

But something I've grown to accept over that period of time, is that life, is never fair. That the saying, All is fair in love and war, is pretty true. Its all about acceptance, and now, I see you at a spot where I once was, a long time back..

And it sucks, to know that I have now become part of your pain, though most of it stems from your love towards the girl. All I hope, is that you really take care. Back then, I had my wonderful friends around me. They kept me going, and albeit hiccups here and there, I was glad to have exorcised my demons then...

We all react differently to a given situation. Some aggressively, some with relative caution.

Its not easy being me, for only I seem to react to everything with a lot of deep consideration and calculations. Heh, okie, the latter makes me sound manipulative. But you know roughly what I'm trying to get across here..

Right, off for an overnighter now. Stupid Stats tutor emails us on Mon announcing that there's a quiz tomorrow. Its even worse when you've mentally told yourself over the weekend that Tues' quiz will be the last, before recess week. Friggin' no mood to study also (no, not because of what's been bothering me, but the whole mental re-preparation phase). Argh, good thing Sis is staying up. Dunno anything, ask her. Heh..

Adieu.. =)

2006-09-20T00:27:00.000-07:00

I honestly do not know what to write about..

So if you have come here looking for something to read, well, sorry to disappoint.. =)

Normal service shall resume soon..

2006-09-16T11:46:00.000-07:00

Evolution of a Rockstar...

Now, ladies and gents, allow me to present to you, the evolution of a rockstar.

From this

To this

HE FINALLY OPENS HIS MOUTH AND SINGS!!!

*gasps*

Haha, meet Supernova's new frontman..

2006-09-16T01:08:00.000-07:00

I have a confession to make..

I have morphed, into a Hardcore Punter. My favorite reads are the predictions by TNP Pundits, favorite show being Here We Go on ESPN and the Asian Bookie Site is on my Favourites list..

I need help..

Someone, get me the number to Gamblers Anonymous..

2006-09-13T00:27:00.000-07:00

Happy Birthday, September 13 Babies...

This is a first, so who better, than to start with a few Sept 13 pple eh?

Happy Birthday, Vin Huang!!! Ah, the buddy who planned a Fullerton buffet date with me, during Ex Chillhermit and Chillbone, but nothing ever came to fruition.. TWO YRS ON!!! Tsk tsk.. Heh..
And of course, dearest Sadhana Rai.. Heh, she squats to take pictures with me, and yet, still overshadows me with her towering height. Hope you liked the B'day song.. =)

Last, but definitely not, the least. The one woman who keeps me strong. The one, who's most definitely my embodiment of love. Be it drawing crayfishes, checking out girls at major functions, and making fun of the sister, and father, you definitely have been my major pillar of support. I pray you have a blessed year ahead.

I love you, Mummy!!

And of course, to the rest whom I might have missed out. Cheers..

Number 4 (got this off my mail)

You are very stubborn too, very hard working but unlucky in importantmatters in life, very cool, helpful, you have rough wordpower..Might put lots of people away from you, you may cause nuisance to others if you are a man, and you often understands others and their problems well. If you are a girl you are very good with studies and arts. If you are a guy you spend most of the time after girl friends (almost)at times, you will have sort of too much fun life with mates & girls. Your friends will spend your time & money and get away with their life and you will become empty handed and don't know what to do.. So be careful!! You love to spend anyway!!!

Your good will is you are always there to help family and friends. Tell you what you people are little gem! s, specially the girls.. You always fall in love in younger age as well. You often live with disappointments, for an example you have got a degree in some thing.. but you will be unemployed.. or will do very ordinary jobs. But you will take care of your family very well...All you need to be careful of people who will take advantage of your kind heart. And beware of your relations too.. You are radical, patient, persistent, a bit old-fashioned, you live with foundation & order...

Your best Match 1, 8. Good match 5 ,6 , 7 !!!

2006-09-11T23:59:00.000-07:00

A Rajoo gets ROM-ed..

Yes, the first of the Rajoo cousins has finally gotten hitched, or engaged, or ROM-ed, as I'd like to call it. You might have seen him in a couple of Vasantham Dramas. Vikramaraj.

Pretty interesting though, as another family friend has gotten related to us. What amazed me, was that back when I was a teen, getting extra coaching with the tabla by Uncle Vijay, his kids were probably in primary school. Running around after house bhajans (that used to be weekly event), and getting chided by another uncle for doing so.

My Altar.. On a Friday evening.. =)

And there I was, amazed at how much his kids had grown up. Just about that time, one of my cousin (err, a little complicated to explain the links) and his wife retorted, "Waah, you look so different then. Not like Karthi-boy, from the time he was 4 till now, still the same facial features.". Harh, shalt take it as a compliment. Heh.

Oh well, all's well, ends well. Great to see the couple get ROM-ed. Which is quite scary, cause the next in line (by age), errr, is me..

ARGHHHH...

Oh and yes, shall leave a pic here that would probably leave you in amazement..

Heard of that indian adage, Ponnu vanthu kudumba kuttu vilakkaaga irukkanum (in this case, a girl is being compared to a lamp)? Now, what if the kuttu villakku (the lamp) was, the ponnu??

2006-09-11T23:30:00.000-07:00

9/11

Ever had those lift-me-up conversations that gets your day going, and wipes all the gloom away??

Ah yes, I had another one today. The last one, being sometime in early June, thanks to good ol' Tanya Ling, who probably would be reading this whilst skiving work given to her by Shah.. Heh, okie, I lie.. You do your work conscientiously..

Its just amazing, how the human mind works. Brood over something, and Pandora's box just opens. And you keep thinking of everything else, so much so you end up forgetting what you started off with. Yepz, Monyet mind, my Dad calls it.

But what's even better is, when someone you hold dearly comes up, and offers the listening ear, and actually provides constructive solutions, that gets you up and running. To The One, Thanks.. Much appreciated!!! =)

So yeah, all the gloom is gone, and as I get ready for the next coupla of weeks that hold at least 4 different tests, I will be back. With the one week break a fortnight away..

Man, I've never looked forward to such a break, for a very long time sia..

2006-09-10T01:09:00.000-07:00

The Mystery behind Jan Vennegoor of Hesselink...

Footballing fans will know of a certain Dutch striker who goes by that name. Its often occured to me, as to what the name actually meant..

So after much searching, I have unravelled the truth..

"the new Celtic striker was thus named because, way back in the 17th century, two farming families in the Enschede area of Holland intermarried. Both the Vennegoor and Hesselink names carried equal social weight, and so - rather than choose between them - they chose to use both.

'Of' in Dutch actually translates to 'or', which would mean that a strict translation of his name would read Jan Vennegoor or Hesselink."

Mystery solved..

2006-09-08T23:24:00.000-07:00

Weird-ass Signs..

I have a dream..

To travel the world..

Why?

Because each country definitely comes up, with some mind-boggling signages that make you go, "Eh?"...

Now, who wouldn't get lost, with such directional signages eh?

Taken off a hotel in Paraguay.. No idea what it means though..

Mama always told me, "Look left, look right, look left again, then cross.."Ah, Mama was in England after all..

They should have this in front of the Singapore River, especially at Boat Quay and Clarke Quay. Wouldn't want a drunken mate overboard now, would you?

"I'll take you to the candy shop.. I'll let you lick the lollipop.. Go 'head girl, don't you stop... Keep going 'til you hit the spot.."

Ah, this my favorite.. Guess where this sign was taken from???

2006-09-07T23:48:00.000-07:00

Enjoy the Silence...

Ever broken into this mood, where you just turn irritable for no rhyme or reason?

Am in one of those moments now.

Right, lotsa quizzes comin up. Argh! Good thing, completed my formal report in the afternoon. 5 DAYS WELL IN ADVANCE!!!

Well done, Karthik.. Sometimes, you just amaze me.. =)

2006-09-05T01:23:00.000-07:00

Sometimes, I pinch myself, to realise that its all happening, for real..

And I'm lovin' it.. =)

Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm...

- Enjoy the Silence (Depeche Mode)

2006-09-02T14:08:00.000-07:00

Bye Bye, Ryan Star...

The Dark Star Horse, bows out..

As a tribute, what better, than his penultimate performance, before his exit..

Though something tells me, that he might be coming back, for that final encore performance, during the grand finale..

2006-09-02T00:50:00.000-07:00

Talk has it, that a well-celebrated legend, is making a comeback..

That's right, after having gotten clearance, from The One (the moon, that is), he is ready. Not quite, he needs some time. But the return, has been confirmed..

He went into hiding, eversince his last visit to Sri Nada.

The sacred courts at Taman Jurong and AYE call him, the Divine Ponytail. Some, have even proclaimed him, the Brown Bomber..

Chics dig him with the names, Goldilocks and Curly Fries. Ok, maybe not the latter. I came up with that..

So, watch this space..

Coz, just when you thought, it was safe to turn on your pc, guess who comes rumbling back, to town?

Nova outt!!!!

2006-08-30T18:34:00.000-07:00

Birthday Bluez..

Right, everyone seems to be in the whole, Birthday mindset these days. So I've decided, to come up with a wishlist. Hear me out, ain't one for me, not now at least. Long way to go la, mike.

Its actually one for mi Mummy!!

Yuppers, the Grand Lady is turnin' 55 come September 13th (ah, we 13s rock-sock la.. ). Plus taggie seems a lil' dead these last few days, so decided to open this up to everyone.

Throw me your suggestions, what I could get for her. Please, NO FLOWERS!!! A bit, the sian giving her flowers. Mother's Day is good enuff for that.

Arigato!! Keep it comin, yaar!!!

2006-08-30T01:07:00.000-07:00

Navina shared with me this maths puzzle, as part of her assignment..

A butcher is 5 foot 10 inches tall.
He weighs twice as much as his daughter who it 5 foot 2 inches tall.

What does the butcher weigh?

Answer: MEAT...

2006-08-29T19:48:00.000-07:00

Meet the Cuckoos Pt II

Remember I had written an entry in lieu with courtesy and how its lacking in our society??

Yep, check this out..

'Nuff said.. =)

2006-08-29T14:39:00.000-07:00

I'm lovin' every minute of it..

Are you?? =)

2006-08-25T21:09:00.000-07:00

I love my friends, aplenty...

Thanks guys, for yesterday..

Especially Satti.. haha..

Speaking of which, I humbly implore to all of you.

NOT TO CATCH AN AMERICAN HAUNTING..

After awhile, twists in a movie do not become appealing, thanks to the influx of such movies, beginning from The Sixth Sense..

Over and out, last call for sin
While everyone's lost, the battle is won
With all these things that I've done
All these things that I've done
If you can hold on
If you can hold on

2006-08-22T20:59:00.000-07:00

Sometimes we face trials and tribulations that we wish, and pray, do not fall on our kins and enemies alike..

During such situations, we dig within our own reserves, to pull us out, of whatever we are in..

Some, that we reaped as a result of past actions, others, just a case of bad timing..

Either way, we have to take it in our stride, for it is His Love and Grace (as much as His tests for us) that pull us through, safe and sound..

Which is why, I admire you..

You're amazing la..

And my prayers and love (of a very old son/nephew) will be there for you..

Always..

2006-08-22T19:32:00.000-07:00

What is Love??

Is love that thing that makes you want more, after the end of every single date??

Is love that thing whereby you attain bliss everytime you think about it??

Is love that thing where you try not to cheat a certain anatomy in your body??

If so, then I am in love.. =)

With food that is..

Man, I just love my food. Be it Rosti from Marche, Tom Yam Mee Hoon Kway from Banquet (thanks Azman and Farhan for the tip), the Carrot cake from Coffeeshop C in Braddell, the Chicken Rice at Toa Payoh Lor 1 Market, Creamy Chicken Pasta from Pastamania..

The list, just goes on...

Heh, speaking of which, one should try the Hot Chocolate from Marche. Yesterday, Sailaja was the latest to fall victim, to that delightful drink..

After that, it was off to the Esplanade, where the Ma'am-saab started snapping pictures like the excited tourist that she can be.. Sometimes.. Heh..

The Skyline.. Nice, no?

The eye of the mosquito..

2006-08-17T23:27:00.000-07:00

Eat your Hearts out, mate...

Check it out, Liverpool's new striking department..

Peter Crouch, Robbie Fowler, Craig Bellamy, Dirk Kuyt...

These indeed, are good times to be a Red.. =)

2006-08-17T20:07:00.000-07:00

Cat's in the Cradle...

My child arrived just the other day,
He came to the world in the usual way.
But there were planes to catch, and bills to pay.
He learned to walk while I was away.
And he was talking 'fore I knew it, and as he grew,
He'd say, "I'm gonna be like you, dad.
You know I'm gonna be like you."

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, dad?"
"I don't know when,
But we'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then."

My son turned ten just the other day.
He said, "Thanks for the ball, dad, come on let's play.
Can you teach me to throw?" I said,
"Not today,I got a lot to do."
He said, "That's ok."
And he walked away,
but his smile never dimmmed,
Said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah.
You know I'm gonna be like him."

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, dad?"
"I don't know when,
But we'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then."

Well, he came from college just the other day,
So much like a man I just had to say,
"Son, I'm proud of you. Can you sit for a while?"
He shook his head, and he said with a smile,
"What I'd really like, dad, is to borrow the car keys.
See you later. Can I have them please?"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, son?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then, dad.
You know we'll have a good time then."

I've long since retired and my son's moved away.
I called him up just the other day.
I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind."
He said, "I'd love to, dad, if I could find the time.
You see, my new job's a hassle, and the kid's got the flu,
But it's sure nice talking to you, dad.
It's been sure nice talking to you."

And as I hung up the phone, it occurred to me,
He'd grown up just like me.
My boy was just like me.

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, son?"
"I don't know when,
But we'll get together then, dad.
You know we'll have a good time then."

2006-08-17T19:33:00.000-07:00

Meet the Cuckoos..

Meeting Anu (not to be associated with the title) is always one filled with lotsa laughs, and at the end of the day, you ponder over certain things. I just cannot believe, that once, we were running around school in uniform, and now, she's out there in the working world. Dishing out financial plans (I badly need 'em.. Pple ard me call me, the perennial spendthrift), and teaching me out to invest. Cool stuff.

But what got me to ponder more, was about courtesy. That Singapore, as according to a Readers Digest poll, rates highly as a DISCOURTEOUS city. FYI, the Big Apple heads this infamous list. It goes alot to show, that as much as we've developed over the years, the very basic thing called courtesy, seems to be somewhat, absent in our society. Why do I say so?

Tell me you've not experienced at least one of the following:-

1) You're at your void deck, walking towards a lift that's just had a couple of people in it. You walk hurriedly towards it, and you find the doors slowly closing, before you. Like macam, you aren't invited to what could be the biggest lift party in ages.

2) You're about to board a bus, during the peak periods. Lotsa people rushing in, equals to lotsa shoving. There are those, who stand at the sides, and try to squeeze into the centre, in order to board the bus. Then, there are those, who could give the likes of Fabio Cannavaro and Jamie Carragher a run for their money. In that, you just are marked out of space, and cannot enter from the sides.

Which is why, it often surprises me why we still aren't in the World Cup, nevermind that I miss that one bus that takes me home.

3) Suppose you make it through, albeit weaving past these passengers. You realise, that there a few seats, with "holes" near the window seats, but fringe seats are taken up. You'd forgive them, if they're lugging along huge-ass bags, that require another seat (though someone forgot to tell 'em that they could place these bags on their laps).

Can someone explain to me, the logic of these "holes"?? Trying to save it for the random hot chic/dude that would enter the bus? Or just, territorising your place?

4) The classic pregnant lady who is left standing in the train, whilst passengers feint to be asleep, or be bo-chap about it.

5) When was the last time someone held the door open for you? Nuff said..

If they did, did you even shoot back a smile/thanks/a kind gesture? Or just walked along, thinking you were royalty?

Amazing. And I put it down to one attitude, predominant amongst us, Singaporeans..

KIASUISM..

Wanting to be the first in everything. Which is why, Hello Kitty, Singapore Pools and NDP Tickets (in the past, that is. Thank God for e-balloting) rake in snaking queues, with some even camping the night before.

Its good to be kiasu in some things, but there has to be a cut-off..

Unless an individual starts making a change in attitudes, expect to see more of this..

Who knows, we might even top, yet another list..

2006-08-12T00:37:00.000-07:00

Mr NDP reports back..

Aight, a little overdue..

Outside the stadium..

The crowd, at 5pm. Just about when the Pre-parade segment was about to kick-off..

Pre-parade begins.. Mum gets into the mood.. (below)

The Red Lions make their mark.. Literally..

The Parade proper.. Every time the National Anthem plays in the grand old lady, with 60,000 strong belting it out in unison, a tear just starts formulating..

Show segment begins.. As the little ones start running away.. Oh, one NTUC dude collapsed.. During the parade that is..

Provost segment.. With pyro shooting out..

Show segment, final act..

And then, it began.. In its rich and colourful splendour.. The fireworks display..

Beautiful, no?

2006-08-11T01:48:00.000-07:00

When Tragedy strikes...

We often seem to take people for granted. What if, one day, God robs us of those whom we hold ever so dear, away from us. Into His land, wherever that may be..

Today, I attended a wake. An army friend whose Mum passed on last night. She had been stricken with stroke since we were in JC, and watching the proceedings go, brought me into a self-reflective mode. Especially since he lost his father as a kid, and has to deal with the latest demise..

What happens, when the ones whom we lean to, the beautiful people who provides us a home to live in, pocket money for the day/week/month, just disappears. Are we ready, to deal with such a loss?

To be honest, I'm not. Yet, does that mean I'd give up?

Its amazing, how He deals with us such tragedies, yet mould us, into stronger people. Looking at Ang Kiat, I only have admiration at how he's been a very filial son. One, who never shirks his responsibilities, and even throughout the wake, there seemed a little peace in his eyes.

That he knows, that his mum is in a place, free of pain. How do we know, if there even exists, such a place??

Faith.. =)

2006-08-09T23:44:00.000-07:00

Heels & Faces...

Lemme introduce to you, the following terminologies from WWE..

Face - A face character is one, whereby everyone likes him/her. Some are the type, that appeals to the masses because of their popularity, charisma and persona. Some just do the right thing, and that makes him/her a face. Hulk Hogan's a popular one..

Heel - Ah, my favorites. Simply put, the bad guys. The ones that sneak around, psyching up the faces, and giving it to them, when they least expect it. Ah, Randy Orton...

So what are you, a heel, or a face??

I do not know whether I'm a face anot, but I do have, my heel-like tendencies. And they come out, when you least expect it, especially on those with that huge-ass ego. Why?

Maybe I expect every mother-son to be someone who's nice. Someone that probably won't shoot you that one proverbial comment that lights up that banner in my head - WHAT THE HELL??

Many a people have told me - "Karthik, your ego's definitely gonna hurt you back one day." I believe these people deserve it, and when I feel its the right time to hit 'em straight up, I would.

My style's simple. I rarely shoot back stuff that brings others to their knees. I do it, the low-blow way. Cheap, yet effective. Ugly, but somehow convenient..

Which is why, I should start, an Ego-killing list. Or rather, I've already had some victims on it.

Call me, the Ego-killer...

PS Whatever happened to the demure people in the world?? I wonder.. =)

2006-08-09T11:27:00.000-07:00

Every 9th Auguest, my heart feels a certain lost. An amount of immeasureable grief.

Of what could have been, had it been averted that fateful day.

Yes, I am talking about my one true love.

Rosemarie.

Its been two years, my love. Yet I somehow miss you. Very much. Deeply.

Rest in 6 pieces, my dear quail.

Happy National Day everyone!!!!

- A friendly message from the one night only Mr NDP, who wishes everyone eats nuggets today, just to feel her presence..

2006-08-04T19:58:00.000-07:00

If you just have time here for like 3 minutes, I recommend you, greatly, to watch this video.

Are you blown away, or what???

Mein Gott, was watching it on StarWorld, and when he reached "I think I thought I saw you try", the hairs just stood up..

AMAZING.. Period.

2006-08-04T14:33:00.000-07:00

Was a little bored at work. Did this survey..

Take The Quiz Yourself!

2006-08-02T13:47:00.000-07:00

Bittersweet Symphony

2 more days, before Mr SPH calls it a day..

2006-07-29T20:32:00.000-07:00

I thought it'd be best, I dedicate this entry to a good friend of mine. She's been a good buddy for the past 5 years, right from the moment an idiotic classmate told her something I never said to him, till as recent as burning my tongue whilst conversing with her, at pastamania. =)

Originally, U2 had written this song for Myanmarese rebel, Aung San Suu Kyi, and later on, became very synonymous amongst Americans during post 9/11.

And love is not the easy thing
The only baggage you can bring...
And love is not the easy thing...
The only baggage you can bring
Is all that you can't leave behind

And if the darkness is to keep us apart
And if the daylight feels like it's a long way off
And if your glass heart should crack
And for a second you turn back
Oh no, be strong

Walk on, walk on
What you got, they can't steal it
No they can't even feel it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight...

You're packing a suitcase for a place none of us has been
A place that has to be believed to be seen
You could have flown away
A singing bird in an open cage
Who will only fly, only fly for freedom

Walk on, walk on
What you got they can't deny it
Can't sell it or buy it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight

And I know it aches
And your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on, walk on

Home...hard to know what it is if you never had one
Home...I can't say where it is but I know I'm going home
That's where the heart is

I know it aches
How your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on, walk on

Leave it behind
You've got to leave it behind
All that you fashion
All that you make
All that you build
All that you break
All that you measure
All that you steal
All this you can leave behind
All that you reason
All that you sense
All that you speak
All you dress up
All that you scheme...

2006-07-29T05:53:00.000-07:00

Sometimes, fate likes to play a game with you, entitled "Screw you, Karthik!".

Its funny, that a year ago, I came home just about this time, from a wonderfully forgettable drinking session at Van's, and today, I come home after spending an enjoyable time, with friends from a distant past. Namely, secondary school and JC mates.

Good stuff. =)

Though the best part is, I do not see a need to wake up at 7 later, to attend a make-up lecture in school..

2006-07-28T14:44:00.000-07:00

Spare the rod, spoil the child...

Ah yes, often we wonder, if my kid grows up to be a brat, how do I go about disciplining him? Face it, tough love's the one thing that will get your child to grow up, into a somewhat decent person in society. An ECW-like situation can do wonders too.

Of course, the best punishments meted out, are the ones that get into the head of the kid. Mind games, they just suck out every ounce of hope in the kid, leaving him in tears, wondering, "Shit, I am definitely done for now. There is, no escape.".

So here are, some of the first class tips, that the Supernova himself has come up, for all you stars out there.

1) Bring your kid to the toilet, along with the cane. Fill up a pail of water, and ask him to soak it for like an hour, whilst muttering into his ears that the cane would slowly swell up, so that you can whack him the next day.

2) Open up that drawer in your studyroom (no, not the one with backdated issues of FHM), but the one that contains, the collection of canes over the years. They are the ones, that come in various sizes and dimensions. Then, give him the luxury of choosing which cane he'll like to be whacked with. Different sizes come with different repititions - the smaller the diameter, the larger the reps.

3) Tug him along for a visit to the mama-shop. Give him a dollar, and ask him to buy a cane of his own choice. Make sure he pays the aunty/uncle for it. Pek-chek, man.

4) If caning gets a wee-bit boring, try leaving burns. Or at least, threaten to do so. Show the kid that you have started the stove, and the spoon used for the unwanted branding, is getting heated up. If the kid still doesn't feel somewhat threatened, proceed to Plan B.

B for burning.

5) This one never fails. ECW-style. Everything goes. Skipping ropes, hangers, sticks, toy swords. Name it. Use it.

With that, I end, my rather psychotic post.

Disclaimer:-
1)The above mentioned works for kids aged 7-12.

2)No, I do not harbour such sadistic thoughts. Though sometimes, they seem rather amusing measures.

2006-07-28T12:20:00.000-07:00

Got this off my mail..

Aquarius (Jan 21 - Feb 21)

DO'S
Aquarius are friendly and fascinating people. They have in-depth knowledge about various subjects and you can converse with them for hours without getting bored. They are capable of giving a lot of love that can be amazing. They have a very broad outlook of life and you can relax in their presence. They will always welcome your ideas and actions about humanitarian causes. To keep an Aquarius lover interested you must possess that mysterious and intriguing quality. Once hooked they will always be very faithful to you.

DON'TS
Do not expect or plan a normal, simple and predictable life with an Aquarius partner. Aquarians are totally unpredictable. They can go to any direction without giving any advance notice. They are basically very restless and get bored easily. Though they are very friendly, do not expect them to reveal their inner most feelings to you (they never will). They can be detached and impersonal, which may seem strange to others.

I love me.. =)

2006-07-25T22:47:00.000-07:00

You're tall, or short.. I LIKE YOU..

Women, they just come in all sizes and attitudes. Shakespeare once said, "Hell hath no fury, than a kway teow scorned".

But one thing that's always just seems to turn every dude with the rod on, is just how women bring it to the table, with their bickering cat fights, and especially, the behind-the-scenes plotting that could probably even make the COA be ashamed of his wartime tactics.

It can happen in school, where one comment on the sex appeal of a girl by a bf, has developed a full blown cold war between the gf and the hot gal. If she's hot, she's hot. Period.

Or like how two girls are sizing you up so much, that they'll make it so evident, that they are fighting for your affection. And suddenly, Sakura and Ino from Naruto seem to be somewhat mild.

In summary, insecurities lead to a hell lotta confusion and bickering. Oh well, as the blogger song goes, I like watching all this, whilst I dine on my home-made popcorn.

Then again, nothing beats an angsty female, running around with gun shots blazing through the sky..

2006-07-24T16:22:00.000-07:00

Karthik by Day, Supernova in the Night..

As many a reader might have noticed, Desker Rocker has finally made his long awaited comeback (no, not about how the king of slums is back, but rather, the slime that's been much missed, IS BACK!!).

Yepz, so whilst I shall refrain from opening legal suits against him, for clear plagiarism of material on his blog (READ: Desker Rocker Now In Session. Hmmmm...), but it was what the buddy had asked me last night, that quite got me thinking this morning.

What, do we all live for?

If you'd scaled down DR's literature, I mentioned living for my beliefs and principles. My beliefs, are simple.

That taxi prices should be cut down to how it was, pre-10th july. Seeing the meter jump 50 cents higher, just when it crosses that underpass at Farrer Road, definitely jolts you up from any continuing wet dreams from the night before.

That stuff happen, not for a reason, but for a greater good. If everything happened for a reason, I'd probably have shot close to a dozen people down, and bare testimony to the CJ, saying, it happened, for a reason. =)

That Daniel should be whacked, for having disrupted my train of thought, and as such, I have to adjourn to the 11th floor, for somemore store packing. Wooo..

So what do you live for?

PS The title bears no relevance to the content of this material, and as such, I am just an average dude trying to carry balls at work, and work my way up by cock sucking my bosses.

PPS You actually bothered giving thought to my PS? Tsk tsk, you're sad.

2006-07-23T15:26:00.000-07:00

Belief & Trust

Sean shared with me, this beautiful story, on belief and trust.

Once, a man brought a group of people to Niagara Falls. There, a tight rope was tied across it. He asked the crowd, "Do you believe, that I can make it across the Falls, on this tight rope?"

The crowd went, "No".

Our friend proceeds to cross the line, does somersaults and other stunts on it, before reaching the other end. The crowd applauded.

Again, he asked them, "Do you believe, that I can make it back to where I started?"

Crowd goes, "Yes!!".

"How about if I were to push a wheelbarrow on it?"

"Yes!!"

Finally, he asks them, "Alright then. Who would like to volunteer, to be on the wheelbarrow, as I push it, across the Falls?"

The crowd went silent.

Moral of the story: It is easy, for us, to believe in something, based on what we see. But developing trust in it, takes a lot more, than just, believing.

2006-07-21T18:27:00.000-07:00

White Rabbit..

On a normal day, Phil Ritchie (Rockstar Supernova) bores the socks outta me. Not last night.

Throw in Jason Newsted at bass, BAM. HE FINALLY BRINGS IT!!!

2006-07-19T18:06:00.000-07:00

Beating the System...

God bless our teachers..

2006-07-19T10:26:00.000-07:00

A Day is best started, with hot thosais, and a good cup of teh tarik..

Ahhhh..

This is life.. =)

2006-07-18T15:39:00.000-07:00

Workaholic aka Stupid Worker

Had those type of mornings, where you gotta drag yourself outta bed, to barely make it to work on time?? During which, whilst showering/eating/travelling, you wonder, "Just why the hell am I doing this so early in the morning?".

Then, this is the song for you..

9 to 5 - Lady Sovereign

I wake up late every morning
managers calling im still yawning
Get up wake up hair and makeups
Waiting for you don't be sawing
This performance is important
I don't think I can put my all in
Hold on I was drunk last night
Now its all kicking in and I don't feel right
Gave my number to a breh who wasn't my type
Now my phones on silent im being polite
Now private callers get no love from me
Just let me be...

[chorus]
Oh my gosh my days are getting longer
There's no turning back cuz im working da 9 to 5
To keep my contract did I say 9 was getting of 1:30
Im no early birdy im lazy dats all dat I can say
So make sure you heard me
And deres no turning back cuz im working a 9 to 5

So you gotta...do...sum...ite... for...channel...u
Channel who sorry who im altered for snooze
Oh! Channel U da ones dat made me huge
Like Katie Prices boobs
Whoops Im being rude
Wheres my red bull and my sandwich I need food
I cant handle this
Im getting pissd like pampers throwing a tantrum
"Action"
Nah Id actually rather catch my z's and count sheep in my sleep
Lets not wake her up actually looks quite cute

[chorus]
Oh my Gosh my days are getting longer
And theres no turning back cos im working a 9 to 5
To keep my contract did I say dat I was getting off 1:30
Im no early birdy im lazy dats all dat I can say
So make sure you heard me
I aint no early birdy
wont wake up till 12:30

Would it be bothered to say much ere
Sooooooooo oh dear
Huh where am I man...
This... aint good... whats going on?!

So my label would change my image
Im a pink lipstick chik called dipstick
This aint on my wishlist
Oh shit Im in FHM posing in a bikini
Next to a Lamborghini
Next stop the theme tune for Tweenies
Im presenting C-beebies
[pukes] Have u seen me?
Never again, am I drinking lambrini
"Its alright Sov it's a dream... jus wake up!"

[chorus]
Oh my Gosh my days are getting longer
And theres no turning back cos im working da 9 to 5
To keep my contract did I say dat I was getting off 1:30
Im no early birdy im lazy I'll say it again
To make sure ya heard me
I aint no early birdy
Wont wake up to 12:30
And I cant be bothered to say much ere
So ill say it again

By the time you bring yourself to answer that question, you've just turned on your desktop, at the office.

Welcome, to the real world.. =)

2006-07-16T10:21:00.000-07:00

Dreams and such..

Ever had one of those dreams, where you wake up to find yourself, quaking in fear, or prob peeing half the bed away??? I had such a dream today. And let me add this disclaimer, that no, I DID NOT PEE IN MY BED, or shake with fear. But rather, I just woke up, thinking, RIGHT.. Like that would ever happen.

My dream starts off in Block 40 Telok Blangah Rise (my old residence, dammit), where I get presented, a real shotgun. I dunno why, but I've always had this fascination of owning a shotgun. Maybe its the ammo that I like loading into the barrels of these little guns. Round and cute.

Back to story. With that, I get a few live ammunition. Wrapped in some plastic. Now, being lazy me, I just proceded to load these ammo into the weapon, thinking the plastic could just be fired off. Load weapon, put to Safe.

I had out to the kitchen, look out to the basketball court below my block, and saw a few fellas still hanging around after the lights there had gone off. So I thought, fire at 'em. Switch to Fire. Boom, first shot goes. Just a little off target, but it got those dudes scampering away. With that, I proceded to fire a few more shots, randomly.

Comes down to the final one. Again, I thought, why not try firing it at the sky. Just for the fun of it. Load weapon, put to fire. Boom.

Fireworks follow next, and this draws the attention of the whole block. But just before it all ended, the sky started burning itself out - just like when you set a piece of paper on fire, the flames rapidly spread around. Yepz, that started happening.

More or less, with my shotgun firing session, I created the end of the world. As my sis told me, before the dream concluded, Thanks ah. I actually burst out laughin, as I slowly let the flames engulf me.

So, if there are any dream readers out there, do give this a shot (no pun intended). If not, laugh along. =)

2006-07-10T14:19:00.000-07:00

Au Revoir, Les Bleus

I have grown to realise something. That winning a tournament with scintillating football, is but an old mid-wife's tale. Barring Barcelona's swagger to the Champions' League title, the last few competitions have seen, underserving winners lift coveted trophies. Who can ever forget, the mother of all upsets in Euro 2004? It just took me a long time, to come to terms that Greece were the European Champions.

Then, there was a certain final played in Berlin. Two teams, with lots to play for. One having an exodus of players thanks to retirement from the game, the other, riding on a crest called destiny. Knn destiny la. It was just, luck.

Who'd have ever thought Viera would get injured pretty badly in the middle of the second half? Or expected Zizou, arguably the greatest exponents in the game (yes, I am biased), to let a moment of madness rush into his experienced head, and ram down the Italian dude with his shaven head? Not forgetting David Trezeguet. Man, when he stepped up to take his kick, I was saying, "Ah, no need to say. He'll bury it past Buffon."

The pic says it all. Boy, was I chuffed after the game was over. Probably the most bitterest stuff I'd to take, since that time when I had to down a jug of Tiger. Oh well, people around me sure had a field day. All those Joga Bonito and Looney fanatics. What goes around, truly does come around. haha.

Oh, and didn't help when the first person I saw in the morning, was Ms Aisha. And the first Italian player that crossed my mind upon seein her...

Yes, I have a pretty wild imagination. Oh well, at least it kinda made up for the morning.. =)

2006-07-05T17:17:00.000-07:00

D-X

A stable that was supposed to be the heel group with the WWF, these duo somehow became faces to the public. What with spray-painting, authority defying, midget taunting, butt mooning and boob-flashing antics. With lotsa teasers being shown week after week, it came as no surprise that this group had to make a comeback, at least for one final hurrah..

So if you're not down with that, they've got just two words for you..

SUCK IT!!!

2006-07-05T11:49:00.000-07:00

Semi Final no 1..

To those who missed last night's defeat of the Germans. You didn't miss much. Really.

To sum up the Germans' performance against a really in-form Italy - Lotsa foreplay, NO THRUST!!!

2006-07-04T23:24:00.000-07:00

Do You Know???

A Lifestyle study done early this year showed that 57% of the Newsroom (that's where the journalists, editors, office assistants etc work) are single. This has largely been credited to everchanging work shifts, and irregular work hours.

Also, try throwing a dead cat at random in the Newsroom. Chances are, it may have just fallen on a table that make belong to someone who's gay/lesbian. Though do not try ST Editorial Promo and Branding, mate. We are straight!! =)

Interesting facts..

Brought to you, by Mr SPH..

2006-07-03T22:00:00.000-07:00

JOGA BONITO...

One would recall, that on a certain advert by Nike, Cantona speaks of his disdain for cheaters..

Well, I kinda like this guy, especially what he did to England. Mes Amis, football is an art. Check it out..

On a sidenote, NIKE actually invested quite a lot on featuring the Brazillian team on their Joga Bonito ads. Pls, those ads arent gonna get you a 6th world title. =)

2006-07-03T19:55:00.000-07:00

Darn, I got tagged to do the following. Heh.. Oh well, might as well do it..

7 RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME

1) Unknown to many, I am a superhero by night. Though what I do then, is up to me to know. And for you to find out.
2) Sweet and sour sauce goes well with almost anything, for me la.
3) Up to date, I've only caught one french movie. As much a Les Bleus fan that I am.
4) I tend to go on a selfish streak when I am rather mood out.
5) I probably can set up a museum that houses ancient Liverpool jerseys.
6) I have yet to change my guitar strings.
7) I love my friends, deep deep. =)

7 THINGS THAT SCARE ME

1) Death
2) Marriage
3) Desker Rocker (though I ain't that scared of you anymore, kid)
4) Roaches. Unknown to many, I still cannot picture myself pickin up one just by its feelers.
5) Thunderstorms, though the fear's gone down now.
6) War - I feel we tend to take our peace for granted
7) Backstreet Boys

7 RANDOM MUSIC AT THE MOMENT

1) HBK's entrance music
2) Space Oddity - David Bowie (not David Boey!! =))
3) If I Were You - Hoobastank
4) Good to be Free - Oasis
5) Beautiful Ones - Suede
6) Return of the Tres - Delinquent Habits
7) La Marseillaise (the French National Anthem)

7 THINGS I LIKE THE MOST

1) Sweet and Sour sauce. Woo.
2) My morning Teh Tarik.
3) My wonderful friends.
4) Music.
5) My family
6) My kuttis
7) Me.

7 THINGS I SAY THE MOST

1) What the..
2) You kway teow.
3) Of course.
4) Huh?
5) What! (just to irritate mummy dearest)
6) Cannot make it la
7) Pick sthg hokkien. You prob got me using it. Doesn't help when my mum speaks it rather fluently. =)

1)How old do you wish you were?
Haha, any age I guess. I seemed to enjoy almost evry moment of my life thus far.

2) Where were you when 9/11 happened?
I was in bed. My dad was making it a family announcement. Didn't help when I had to slp on it, coz I kinda dreamt a plane crashed into our very own WTC. Heh, smart ah? I know.

3) What do you do when vending machines steal your money?
Kick it. Attempt to break it. Then once I get tired, I walk away, whilst calling a friend and telling him/her about it.

4) Do you consider yourself kind?
I should think so la..

5) If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?
Interesting. Prob on my chest. With a mural of my folks, I guess.

6) If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?
Japanese!!! wooo!!! and maybe french. Been always wanting to pick up Latin though.

7) Do you know your neighbors?
no, who are they ah? i know there's a fat boy, and a girl that keeps dissing me.. ;)

8) What do you consider a vacation?
Huh? I'd consider one that takes my mind off stuff totally. It can be somewhere far away, or even right at home. So long as the batteries get recharged.

9) Do you follow your horoscope?
Not really. Though of late, I have been following it. Thanks to the task of cutting out STOMP Logos frm ST for reference purposes. Heh.

10) Would you move for the person you loved?
haha, actually no. I just let things take its course of action. Too lazy to make moves.

11) Are you touchy feely?
err, no. tsk tsk

12) Do you believe that opposites attract?
I dun think so. As much as familiarity breeds contempt, we always end up wanting someone who's similar to us in thought, word and deed. =)

13) Dream job?
haha, too many to name.

14) Favorite channel(s)?
Sun TV. I so love the tamil dramas there man.. haha

15) Favorite place to go on weekends?
The usual, go out. If not, soccer. There's always my home to return to..

16) Showers or Baths?
Baths. I love my menthol combi.. Worth taking a bath everyday..

17) Do you paint your nails?
no

18) Do you trust people easily?
i tink so.

19) What are your phobias?
see above..

20) Do you want kids?
haha, i love kids. so that'll be a yes..

21) Do you keep a handwritten journal?
Nopez..

22) Where would you rather be right now?
Actually, I'm craving for pizza now. So prob Pizza hut la.

23) Who makes you feel warm and fuzzy?
My loved ones, my friends, and my kuttis..

24) Heavy or light sleeper?
Heavy, bebeh..

25) Are you paranoid?
It depends on the situation. Sometimes, I guess. But then again, it could be a case of sugar rush from my morning teh..

26) Are you impatient?
no.

27) Who can you relate to?
haha, no idea man.

28) How do you feel about interracial couples?
I guess it shows how much our society's developed, when you talk interracial. Which is, a good thing.

29) Have you been burned by love?
No la, only kena burnt by fire though..

30) What's your favorite pick-up line?
you and me bebeh, aint nthg but mammals. so lets do it like they do on the discovery channel..

31) What's your main ring tone on your mobile?
haha, i actually have three assigned to different grps.
The one where Ichigo is in a fix (Bleach) - my family.. how apt..
HBK - my close friends
Return of the Tres - the rest

32) What were you doing at midnight last night?
I was high on medication. And prob sleeping too..

33) What did the last text on your cellphone say?
Sthg about how Vanitha wants to wear a pirate eye-patch on july 13. Hey, had to be truthful here man.

34) Whose bed did you sleep in last night?
Mine!!

35) What color shirt are you wearing?
A black one..

36) Most recent movie you watched?
C.R.A.Z.Y

37) Name three things you have on you at all times?
my shirt, my pants and my contacts. wat kinda qn is this?

38.) What color are your bed sheets?
sthg bluish..

39) How much cash do you have on you right now?
i tink 20 bucks..

40) What is your favorite part of the chicken?
Ribs..

41) What's your favorite town/city?
Hmm, Cairo. The pyramids are very appealing.

42) I can't wait till:
the next WC games..

43) Who got you to join blogspot?
haha, that'll be tash..

44) What did you have for dinner last night?
i had porridge. mutton porridge..

45) How tall are you barefoot?
1.70.. am still stuck there though..

46) Do you own a gun?
i own a bazooka actually.

47) What do you prefer to drink in the morning?
Teh Tarik

49) What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?
haha, dunno lei.. you mean, must have secret weapon to lure in oppt sex?

50) Where do you think you'll be in 10 yrs?
Prob living on my own.

51) Last thing you ate?
Chappatis..

52) What songs do you sing in the shower?
haha, too many to name..

53) Last thing that made you laugh?
heh, thinkin about Yan's sms in the morning. "Are you dead?" tsk tsk

54) Worst injury you've ever had?
i tink its gotta be my back injury. got it after SOC once. got me OOC, but got myself back into the course, and ended up commissionin later on.

55) Does someone have a crush on you?
haha, dunno la. dun care also.

56) What's your favorite candy?
anything's fine..

57) What song do you want played at your funeral?
haha, sthg really sad. and depressing. that makes everyone feel even more sad, when they tink about me then. heh, why play sthg cheerful when they are supposed to be feelin sad abt ur demise?? Here without you by 3 doors down sounds gd..

4 alcoholic beverages I enjoy from time to time:

1. Vodka
2. Baileys
3. Hoegaarden
4. Coronas (i'm a beer person)

4 fantastic destinations I would like to go to on vacation before I die:

1. China
2. Egypt
3. Anfield
4. The South Pole

4 celebrities I would like to go on a big date with:

1. DAWN YANG!!! haha.. though i'd avoid her eyes thru out the date la..
2. Bipasha Basu
3. Wong Li-Lin
4. Jennifer Aniston

4 gadgets I do not have, which I would like to have:

1. An Ipod Nano
2. A new laptop
3. A thumbdrive
4. Canon Ixus

4 “poor souls” tagged:

Noone, becoz after doing all that. I feel super shag. You die la, yanling.. haha

2006-07-03T11:52:00.000-07:00

GOD SAVE THE WAGS...

Yes, a little delayed in that England, and more importantly Brazil, got knocked out on Sunday Morning. But a high fever, terrible flu and blood accompanying my coughs couldn't stop me, from writing this post.

Heh, okie la, the blood part, was a lil exasperated. Though I believe I fell sick, thanks to all those English, and later on, Brazilian fans whom I kept dissing all morning. Doesn't help when the Les Bleus made it to the semi-finals. Allez Allez France, bebeh..

I dunno why, but everytime I see Zinedine Zidane dance his way around opposing defenders, it just brings a smile to me, as to why I love, the beautiful game. As the commentator puts it rather aptly, "Whatever we dream of doing with a ball, he does it with such relative ease." Heh, see Vanzy, GOD is a FRENCH BALDIE.. =)

And now, to the English. I dunno how everyone keeps billing them as favorites for every tournament, when all they have to their name, is 1966. Yes, the year, though they won the cup. But every World Cup, is all about 1966. Geesh. Of course, as soon as Cristiano Ronaldo netted his penalty, the youngest Aunt and I proceded to diss her eldest son, who's a fervent English fan. A pity they didn't show much of the WAGS after the shoot-out.. WHY??? I WANNA SEE WAGS!!!

Right, check out pics I got off the net.

England vs Portugal
Lesson 1: How to be Man Utd team-mates..

You stamp your opponent's jewels.
Your club-mate rushes to "Pao-toh" to the ref.

You shove your club-mate, RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE REF.

You get sent off. =)

Fergie must be a proud man.

What's common between the both of em?

They ended up crying after the game was over.

Brazil vs France

The goal that decided it all. Wooo..

Not forgetting the pic of the day...

2006-06-29T12:29:00.000-07:00

NDP Tickets - To cash in, or not???

I believe the days of standing in line, outside the National Stadium just to get your hands onto NDP tickets, are long gone. E-Balloting, they call it. Just a few clicks on the NDP site, and you are in with a shout on getting yourself a few NDP Tickets.

Many would have read, either on STOMP or in today's ST Home, that there've been a huge uproar with regards to NDP tickets being auctioned off on eBay and the sorts. And so, it wasn't much of a surprise, when a good friend from HOME, Jessica came by and asked me about my comments. See, I was given a buzz a couple of weeks back, being informed that I had gotten myself a pair of NDP tix - of course they need to give it to me, Mr NDP comes back once every yr, and so too, we remember Rosemarie, with heartfelt grief.

My take on this is simple. Why create a huge furore, when the terms and conditions that accompanied the package, did not state that they cannot be auctioned off? Mr NDP, during his heyday at NDP 05, foresaw this problem, and had brought it up to his boss. To which, he was told, "Its a good suggestion, but this is beyond our payscale. Lets see what Commander says.". Mr NDP never heard anything from it since then. Perhaps, a little more clarity on this issue SHOULD HAVE BEEN GIVEN, prior to at least, the first Media Brief. I can just picture the chaos going through, when their Focus Group Meetings take place.

As to whether I would auction off my tickets, hmm, perhaps, for next year's parade. The reason's simple, my mum. She's had this undying wish to attend at least one parade live, so being Mr Filial Piety, I've decided to bring her along. Plus a cousin of mine's in the GOH ranks with the Airforce. So its gonna be another mini family gathering, at Kallang.

Moral of the story: Everything, has a price..

2006-06-27T13:44:00.000-07:00

Going Under...

Haiyah, just after I write about Korea, Australia have to shoot themselves in the foot and get booted out. Oh well, the funniest part was what my sis did prior to the penalty.

In the 91st min,

Niva: What did you buy?
Pa: Draw and Aust eat ball.
Niva: Wah, Anneh's tips quite good ah.. Nvm la, sure can win.

TV: PENALTYYYY!!!!

A few seconds later, GOAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLL....

Pa: Thanks ah..

Welcome to my life..

And there I was, screaming at the telly, "WHERE'S KEWELL??". Having forgotten our friend was in crutches prior to the game..

2006-06-26T17:36:00.000-07:00

Puma Jerseys...

I recall reading a friend's blog, whereby he stated that the Puma Jerseys seem to look the best of the lot in the World Cup. Aesthetic was the word he coined, when describing them. Only upon close scrutiny, did I realise how true, he might be. Whoever thought only Nike and Adidas produced the design-savvy jerseys..

Check it out!!!

Cote D' Voire (Ivory Coast)

Poland

Togo

Switzerland

And finally, the one that I'm most definitely gonna get..

GHANA!!!!

Nice or what??

Though the downside of these jerseys - they seem to absorb gallons of sweat.. Wonder what look Puma is going for..