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    November 30

    Lazy daisy week (:|

     
    The latest is...

    1. A funny "ganglion" or whatever they call it has appeared on the back of my right hand. It doesn't pain but looks silly. I wanna get rid of it ASAP! I'm taking homeopathic medicines for it. Some say that it happens because of excessive typing. Some, mostly doctors, don't know how and why it happens. I'm quite worried about it though they say that it's harmless. :-s

    2. Nokia 5300 is my newly acquired gadget. It's cute! :D

    3. I have finally resigned from my current job. Resigning is one sick job to do! My last day here would be Jan 12, 07. I'll miss my bosses.. sob!

    4. It's thursday and I still don't feel like working. I feel like a cat. There's no motivation to work. I don't think that it's because I've already resigned. There's something funny about this week! :-s





    November 27

    ...

     
    it's a craving that doesn't end
    it's a thirst that has become my friend
    it's a hunger that your thoughts can't satiate
    it's a restless soul who's desperate to hug its soulmate

    it's a whirlpool that makes a mess of my mind
    it's a dust-storm that has made me blind
    it's a wave that rises and falls
    it's a voice that eagerly calls

    November 24

    Good news Bad news


    Ahem... the good news is that I would join Symantec as an Information Developer at Pune in Jan '07 :D

    Now something about the not-so-good part... The amount of work that I need to complete in my current company, before joining Syamntec, is HUGE!


    A funny kinda backache has been bugging me since a couple of days. Moreover, my tummy went bad yesterday. The pain almost killed me.  Okay, I won't say why it happens to me all the time. But, WHY do all kinda pains attack at the same time?? Can't they wait in a queue and attack one at a time??

    November 22

    Weird :-s


    Ever wondered how beetles, grasshoppers, cockroaches, lizards, and other such creatures spend their day? Whenever I see one, I always think-- what would it have been doing the whole day? Just crawling around, sitting in corners doing nothing, taking quick naps here and there, hunting for food... what else? Looks like they're the laziest ones around with absolutely no work to do. That makes me think- are they lucky enough to survive in this world without doing any work? But then, what about those who get killed by us, knowingly or unknowingly?

    People say that ants work more than we do. We're talking of physical work here. What about all the mental work that we do? Do the ants think as much as we do? Do they think about themselves, their future, things around them, animals around them, or us?

    We are mentally more advanced than animals. That is what makes us different, right? And that we don't have tails, wear clothes, comb our hair, eat in bowls and plates, are conscious about our looks, buy stuff, indulge into stupid relationships, get attached to inanimate objects, work on computers, listen to radio, watch TV, and blah blah blah. Phew!

    Ok, I know I am talking weird again. O btw, do animals ever talk weird??

    November 20

    monday hues


    I had a good night sleep yesterday. It was so good that I didn't feel like waking up from it today morning. It was amazing. It felt as if someone is softly rocking me and stroking my hair. I felt like a baby. I wish I could get this kinda sleep everyday!

    Divoo is fine now.
    Divoo is not jealous wealous anymore. It was all in her stupid head.
    Divoo had fun in the weekend at a water park.
    But,
    Divoo has a lot of work to finish this week.
    So,
    Divoo might not update her space as frequently as she does.

    Have a happy week ahead!

    November 17

    Messiness

     
    It's a crappy mess
    I guess
    it is, yes
    don't knows and may bes
    chewing nails more than the nutties
    it goes on and doesn't cease
    she, you, and I
    O what a tri
    although it's not, still dunno why
    dunno why this fuckin' mind
    thinks that there's something to find
    something that it sees cuz' it's blind

    Is this inspired by jealousy? May be. Dunno. Ok, yes it is. Gosh! Divoo's still jealous! No, Divoo doesn't wanna be! Ok, Divoo will be fine. Divoo is funny!

    November 16

    J again :-s

     
    Umm, ok. Lemme take it out.

    Why does jealousy come as an accessory with love? Why, even when you know that there is nothing to doubt/fear, you tend to get jealous and feel insecure?

    Yes, I know I have talked about being J before. But, I had a similar feeling again today and I cursed myself for it. I know it is normal to feel so. I know that I do not get that feeling frequently. I know I am not very sick. But why does it feel so sick?

    Is it normally normal? If yes, then why does it feel abnormal?

    Is a time going to come when I wouldn't possess even a single molecule of jealousy? If that happens, would I still be categorized as a human being?



    November 15

    ...

     
    The other day, my friend and I were returning home in a cab. At the red-light, I spotted a very old man with his hand-pulled rickshaw. He was trying to get to the other side of the road and was too tired to do it quickly, as we do. Although, the hand-pulled rickshaws have been banned in Kolkata, some people still refuse to do away with this old and strange mode of transportation in a couple of areas. The sight of a man (old or young) pulling people in this kind of a rickshaw induces a stange feeling in me. It's almost like a bull pulling a bullock-cart. A lot of us call it inhuman. I say, not exactly.

    Not everyone gets an opportunity to work according to what they wish. No job is decent or indecent. A job is a necessity to earn your bread. It pays you money. What would an an old man, who has been left all to himself by his children, do to survive? He might become a richshaw-puller, a sweeper, or a labourer. He would expected to do the same amount of work as the young people would. He would be paid the same amount too. At work, no one is going to sympathise with him or show pity on him.

    At times, we tend to sympathize with the old rickshaw pullers, pity on them, think that he's too old and weak to pull our weight, and choose to hire a younger one. By doing this, aren't we depriving him of what he's working for? Aren't we depriving him of those ten bucks that he could have earned because of us? There's always a reason behind old people working. Either they're too fond of working at that age or they have no one to support them. Why do we not support them in whatever way we can?



    I've noticed that I've been writing sad stuff since a couple of days -- the dog, the accident, the old, and my mood. Dunno why I am not being able to write happy? O yes, but we can't always do that. Aww, but then, it's been long!

    November 14

    .............


    5 mumbai brats, aged 18-21, drunk to death, rammed their car through 9 people (workers hired for drain-work) sleeping on a pavement in Mumbai.
    They were returning from a pub and were looking for more booze.
    The brats tried to rip off the number plate from their car and flee. 2 of them did. 3 of them couldn't and were caught by the police on the spot.
    The other 2 are caught the next day. The accused (the one who was driving), along with others, was produced in the court.
    4 brats got off without any charges. Their parents told them not to worry, go home, and sleep, as they haven't done anything wrong.
    The accused is still in the police custody and would hopefully get off on bail.
    "It was just an accident. We did nothing wrong." is what they've been sayin all through.
    The four who got off wore half-smiles on their face and were remorseless.
    They are happy and would go pub-hopping again. They might even drive in the same condition again without caring about the damage they did and could do.

    Out of the 9 victims, 4 died on the spot (including an 8-year old) and 5 were injured.
    Injuries are quite severe including head injuries and fractures.
    Some families have lost their bread-earners.
    The firm who had hired them hasn't paid any compensation to the families of the dead yet. "We will see." is what they have to say.

    What do think about this? Some of you would sympathize with the victims and say that the government and the police is "like that". Some of you who'd be agitated enough would say that the brats should be given a severe punishment for what they did. How severe a punishment can/should be given to the teenagers? What about the careless attitude of their parents and the shameless attitude of these brats?

    Who is more at fault? The brats, their parents, the court, or the government??

    I have nothing to comment.


    A lot of you have been asking me why I didn't save that dog (refer to my previous post). I have a couple of reasons to quote, but I'm not gonna quote them. They would sound funny and stupid. The genuinity of the reasons can only be felt when you have actually been in that kind of a situation. No, I am not giving excuses for my cowardness or fear. It's just that I'll have to argue with you even more in trying to justify my reasons. I don't wanna do that. You may think whatever you like. Sorry if it sounds rude.

    November 09

    Some more wandering ponderings


    At times, I wonder how the stray animals manage to spend their life like that. They eat garbage, sleep in open, mate in open, produce a huge number of children, who again lead the same kind of life. They, at times, get run over by some vehicle and die an anonymous death. No one cares. No one is concerned. Why would one be?

    This reminds me of an incident that occured a couple of months back. A stray dog happened to trip and fall in a drain, right in front of our apartment, which was inside a housing colony. The dog was hurt and the drain was too deep for him to climb out of it. It was hurt and cried helplessly. The cleaners and the sweepers could have easily helped it out of the drain, but no one did. We asked the security and other related people to do something about it but they acted as if they're deaf and blind. The dog used to cry like a baby and I used to watch its innocent face hopelessly. After three days, the dog died. The security weren't even concerned about removing its dead body from there. After much coaxing, the cleaners somehow removed it after a day of its death. I wondered and still wonder at the kind of treatment the dog received from the humans. Ok, no comments.

    Even some human beings live like stray animals. Who cares for them? Yes, but we tend to show more pity towards them, just because they are humans, not animals.

    Aww, just some random thoughts. Never mind!


    I might not update my space and visit your spaces till Monday. I'd be working hard, for a change.
    Have a good weekend ppl!

    November 07

    #$%^%*@#

      
    Why is a company's status as a brand given so much importance?
    Is it a big deal if you're working with Infosys, Wipro, TCS, CTS, Microsoft, etc. kinda brands?
    When you plan to switch your job, why does everyone expect to hear a "big" name?
    What's more important for people generally-- brand, salary, or job-satisfaction?
    Why not go ahead and join even a start-up company, which has a decent product line and offers you a good platform for growth?
    Depends what you wanna grow in-- position, salary, knowledge, or status.
    Alright, it would be wrong if I say that I am not concerned about the salary.
    But, WHY bother people who're happy in taking up a job in a some XYZ firm according to their priorities? Let them!!
    How on earth does it matter to YOU?! Who are YOU to judge ME on the basis of WHAT I do and WHAT I am going to do?


    At times I feel that life should come to a stand-still. I don't feel like moving ahead with the time. Keep working as you have been, interact with the same set of people daily, do the same chores, come back home decently happy, and sleep (of course without seeing any dreams). Yes, it sounds colorless and dull. How boring it would be if that happens. But, for a change, I want no changes. It's not that I'm happy with the way life is going on right now or I'm having a great time. It's because I'm trying to escape the changes; trying not to change with the changes; trying to stop the changes from happening altogether. I know this is crap and impossible. What's wrong in imagining and wishing so? Yes, I'll end up tearing my own hair on this. And you would say... "It's okay to think so! Changes are inevitable! Go with the flow! Stop being bothered about what others have to say! Ignore! Do what you want to! Take a chill-pill!" 

    Hell!! where on earth do you get the chill pill??


    what a fuck this life is
    enjoyable, yet painful
    tempting, yet doubtful
    necessary, yet evil


    Am I in a bad mood? Yes.
    Have I been thinking too much? Yes. (BTW, how much is too much?)


    November 06

    Mystery of Magenta


    It was a lovely evening,
    complete with perfect colors
    except for the gray sky,
    which, every now and then, gave me jitters

    I felt warm in his arms
    wrapped around the white that wrapped me
    Goosepimples appeared, as I touched his arm
    under his shirt that was magenta and amazed me

    And then, I saw something rise in the gray sky
    ah! they were the seven colors
    The rainbow appeared from nowhere
    and I froze at the sight of the horseshoe vibgyor

    I tugged at his shirt and said, "See!"
    and till the time he could look up actually
    I saw the eighth color rising high
    The magenta, then placed itself in the rainbow gracefully

    And it hadn't even been much time
    since the eighth one made its apperance
    I saw an amazing bird gliding down from behind a cloud
    with a blinding light and a striking brilliance

    I tightened the grip on his hand
    "It's an Albatross see!", said I
    He looked up and gazed at it in awe
    I still had my eyes glued to the sky

    And as the mighty bird descended
    we could see its colors clearer
    With a pearly white at its base
    the magenta shone on its feathers...

    Does it look incomplete? Dunno. This is what I saw in the Friday morning's dream. I felt good and funny. I wondered at seeing an albatross in the dream. I wondered at the magenta, which was a part of the rainbow, the albatross, and his shirt. I dunno what it signifies, but I felt fresh!




    November 03

    jhadjgdfdgkjhsk :-\


    Fear less, hope more;
    Whine less, breathe more;
    Talk less, say more;
    Hate less, love more;
    And all good things are yours.

    Why am I quoting this here? For myself. I've noticed that I've been whining and cribbing a lot. Bad huh? But it's okay to do so at times, isn't it? If most of the things happen in almost the same way, which happens to be quite complicated most of the time, people say that it's your destiny. Is it? I dunno and I don't wanna comment. What I do is crib and whine, cuz' it happens all the time!

    What you want or crave for takes time to reach you or doesn't come to you at all. What you don't comes rushing to you and then grins at you. How funny! It's friday evening and I'm talking nonsense. Oh yes, I had a great dream today. But I'm in no mood of writing it today so you'll see it here and I'll see you here on Monday!

    Have a nice weekend! :)

    I had a hearty laugh after listening to a clip today morning. It's about an Indian female who calls up a radio show in US and asks the RJ to find out if her husband is cheating on him, cuz' she thinks he is. And then, the funny part is how this couple fights on radio after the RJ has successfully caught him red-handed. The RJ himself is LOLing. :D I dunno if any of you would find it offensive or crazy or dirty or whatever. I'm saying it because some people do! Anyway, I found it very funny :D

    Check it out here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3xzs-ibFMLQ.

    November 01

    Sniff Choke!


    She loves me
    She makes me sniff, sob, cry
    She makes me go red
    She makes my nose go dry
    She visits me almost every month
    She refuses to leave me, come what may
    She's a pest, an uninvited guest
    She accompanies me throughout the day

    Sniff, cough, choke
    she deprives me of coke
    Oh what a bloke!
    No! It's not a joke!

    What a mess!
    God! Please bless!
    Me, not her!
    She gives me jitters!

    I'm sick of her
    cuz' she makes me sick
    No sweet, no bitter
    she needs a kick!