shhh....

 
Fear, first, eats up the inside of you to hollow it out so that the echo is loud and clear
posted by Hash at 11:32 AM

 
Her stern aspect makes her not just cold but unapproachable as well. Added to that is her aquiline nose reminding one of Cleopatra.
posted by Hash at 6:42 AM

 
Is silent, the most eloquent I can be?
posted by Hash at 6:41 AM

 
We have a gym in our new office campus and seeing the instructor I was reminded of my first brush with gymming. Back in college we had a really enthusiastic trainer who would encourage everybody to check their weight/height and suggest a 'regimen' to become or stay fit as the case may be. But what stood him apart was the two-piece advice he offered all:
1. Eat lots of fibre.
2. Keep off masturbation
People are still googling to see if there is any scientific backing for the second suggestion :)
posted by Hash at 8:00 AM

 
There's got to be something in all this seemingly solutionless jigsaw puzzle. Right now the pieces don't seem to form a picture and not to compund matters, all hope is gone that there would emerge something in the near future. Wait! Am I missing something? What if I just rotate this piece and see it from an angle? Doesn't it vaguely resemble a face of a child? It indeed does...How on earth did I miss such an obvious configuration? Trying too hard can also prove detrimental sometimes I guess..
Follow the lead and ye shall not find abandoned....
posted by Hash at 12:23 PM

 
All animals are equal. We are neither animals nor are we equal.
posted by Hash at 9:21 AM

 
After the drought comes the deluge....
posted by Hash at 4:59 AM

 
Am I not an obnoxious person? Ask any of my friends and they would tell you...
posted by Hash at 2:02 AM

 
A perfect start to the third test. Pakisthan is already two wickets down with the runs still in a single digit. Over to you, Inzy..Show the world what class is all about.
posted by Hash at 8:54 PM

 
I came in as early as eight o clock to attend my first video conference call. It being the first call was the only bright spot on an otherwise bleak schedule. I have never been comfortable waking up early for anything other than playing cricket..Well, I got into the conf room just in time for the call and slid into my chair. What I didn't anticipate was the marathon talk session that was to ensue with little utility and even lesser humour. One new thing which I came to know about was that my team is made up of, not people, but back bones and pillars. :) And one of them also happens to be a 'professional gambler'..Now that is somehting interesting.....
posted by Hash at 8:32 PM

 
Dark clouds and silver linings..
Today is one of those days when nothing seems to be going your way. Even the most dependable turn their back on you and you are left wondering if the world has lost its senses...Anyway, as the saying goes, every dark cloud has a silver lining and for me the silver lining came in the form of an introduction to VM :) After all there is some fairness in this damn world..
posted by Hash at 5:32 AM

 
Yipppeeee..
My day began on a happy note, more correctly, ringtone. B called up as early as 6:30 in the morning to convey the good news that he got the interview call. Now that is something. Wishing him good luck for his interview..
As if that piece of news is not enough I got one more call just when I was about to start for office. This time it is L who has come down to Hyd from Chennai. And what does he have to tell me? He is seeing a girl and their relationship would be solemnised early next year. That's a double treat in the space of 2 hours.

I am a happy person.
posted by Hash at 8:07 PM

 
No person is as bad as he/she seems to be. All people are good by nature. It's only the circumstances which conjure up bad moods. So forgive the people, forget the situations and move on..Life is beautiful
posted by Hash at 9:11 PM

 
The girl demurely held his hand and crooned in his ear, "I love you". He turned his head towards her and said, "I too...love myself"
posted by Hash at 9:08 PM

 
Dance into the wee hours of the night
Till you drop into a heavy heap
Not an ounce of energy left
Only the urge to do that last step

Let the music ring in your head
forever, from now to eternity
It's the mad who hear the unheard
If that be music, who wants serenity
-------
Forget that the night is still young
Waiting for something to happen
Walk out into the deserted open
Into the waiting arms of the darkness
No visions, no callings tonight
To meddle with pure happiness
If this be madness, I embrace thee
-----
Deal the cards one last time
I need to recoup my lost stakes
What's it worth if it can't be lost
posted by Hash at 7:27 AM

 
Whenever I listen to the song 'Mun paniya..' from the film Nandha I hang on to each word to see if can detect a trace, however minuscule, of senility in the voice. Nope, I haven't been successful even after innumerable replays. SPB does really well.
Why does this song haunt me so much?
Is it that infernal leitmotif again?
posted by Hash at 7:22 AM

 
What happens to all the time that is killed?
It gets interred in the depths of memory.

Am I happy?
posted by Hash at 7:15 AM

 
Look for happiness elsewhere, you will find it nowhere..
Feel it here, and you can find it anywhere..
The secret to happiness is not in finding the beggar only to discover that he doesn't wear a shirt. If you didn't get the context, sorry kiddo, you are at the wrong place. Go out and play ball. Actually it is not a bad idea. It keeps you fit and tempers your humour.
I am angry. Against. Nothing in specific. These days wherever I go, whatever I read, watch, I am getting only lesson. To channelise ones energy. I guess everybody is endowed with the same quantum of energy which we choose in our own ways, as our fancy deems fit, expend. So what am I spending as?
Let me put a stop to this confusion...

posted by Hash at 6:29 AM

 
The axe falls, heads roll and the juggernaut continues...unmindful of all the slush left behind in its wake.
I really hate it with my guts when I have to leave behind some of my team mates behind. I wonder how the guys at the top manage to do it.
And to all those who were shown the door, here is Subhash wishing all the very best in your life. May you have happier times ahead of you.


posted by Hash at 5:04 AM

 
"Of all the gin joints in all the world she has to walk into mine."
When will such a person walk into my life? May be I have to quit this job and open a gin joint :)

posted by Hash at 4:53 AM

 
IF by Rudyard Kipling
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

posted by Hash at 1:25 AM

 
I am sorry..Forgot to mention S-S-S-S-S-S-Sharukh in the pedlars list :)

posted by Hash at 11:52 PM

 
First it was Sachin, then came his clone. Following them was the not-so-angry-and-not-anymore-young Amitabh..Now comes Sania. Oh God! Please save us from these hawkers..

posted by Hash at 11:48 PM

 
Paritala Ravi is dead. Now don't ask me who he is for the simple reason that even I don't know who he is. The distribution list in my work place has turned into an obituary column for his anonymous person. I hope he wasn't a poet or a writer or an artiste as it will make me sad to heat the death of an imaginative person. Anway, let me be a good kid and say, 'May his (PR's) soul RIP'

posted by Hash at 4:02 AM

 
I am having a splitting headache and to quell it have been trying various stunts. For one, went to play TT and discovered that there are lot more people who have headaches more serious than mine. You may ask me how I know about their mental condition...Well, when guys can't take a joke in their stride then there is definitely something wrong in their heads :)

I just love using lots and lots of :) :-) :O :P :D :X :-{..ok..ok..you get what I mean, don't you? :

When was the last time I slept soundly? Can't remember..sorry.

Why the hell am I inundating this site with so many meaningless one liners? Because I am jealous. I came across a blog of a co-worker of mine and found that it ws being updated at the rate of 2378 words per day. If you want the link to the blog you better visit this site at least 50 times and then I may consider :))

posted by Hash at 3:52 AM