YAY!

They say angels are braught down from heaven. I say they are dropped in nus structural biology labs as profs =) Prof swami ROCKS! last week I sent a mail to a very dear friend complaining that nothing is working in my project and that I am so scared about how am I going to go about it. Its amazing how people whom you expect the least to be helpful take so much interest in your problem and avidly search for a solution for you too. How I wish I was doing my urops under him! All I had to do is send a mail and have a nice chat with him BANG.. I got my protein today =) loads actually! and it feels AWESOME! going to sleep peacefully after a longggggggg time. now hopefully its active and I'll be able to get done the rest of the project too.

thanks,
chanchal

hahahahahaha!

Its night in Newyork City..
Night is full of mist now..
And Wind comes via Ship and its walking on the streets now..
But in my room now…its only me and some candles..
Oh .. its very lonely…and lonely is pain..

You are not here to sing me a lori and make me asleep.
You are not here…to give me a coffee with a kiss.
You are not here to remove the dirt in my eyes with your tongue.
You are not here to make all my heart feel good..off the pressures and stress..
I am here..And you are there..
And in this lonelyness…Every minute is like a century for me.

Our seperation is like…
The Sky .. and The land..at extreme ends..

My pen will write your name a hundred times in my daily planner.
hundreds of ants will start eating my daily planner..
thinking your name is drops of honey..
Its very cold winter here…but still in this lonelyness i feel like hot summer here..

Come my love…if you are here…even in hot dessert…it will start snowing for me…

=')

For all the dads and especially to mine =)

ur not so perfect daughter,
chanta

Study-breaks!

Be a violinist, be like vanessa mae.
Listen to her violin pieces when you feel down.. 300% guarantee that it works! she'll leave u all mesmerized and with full of spirits!



She really does have something in her hand that makes you click on every link of hers in youtube God.. I could listen all day long !

Hail the master...

Sachin Tendulkar crosses 17000-run mark in ODIs

Thu, Nov 5 09:25 PM

Hyderabad, Nov 5(ANI): Master blaster Sachin Tendulkar on Thursday became the first batsman ever to score 17,000-runs in one-day internationals, when he reached seven runs during the fifth ODI against Australia at Hyderabad.

Widely regarded as one of the greatest batsmen in the history of cricket, Tendulkar crossed the 17,000-run mark during his 435th game in front of a packed Rajiv Gandhi Stadium.

Tendulkar has not been in the best of forms recently, and has scored just 90 runs in the previous four games of the series.

The 36-year-old is the highest run scorer in both Test matches and ODIs, and also the batsman with the most centuries in either form of the game. The first player to score fifty centuries in all international cricket combined, he now has more than eighty international centuries.

Other leading run-scorers in ODI with 10,000 runs or more are Sanath Jayasuriya (13,377 runs), Ricky Ponting (12,286 runs), Inzamam-ul Haq (11,739 runs), Sourav Ganguly (11,363 runs), Rahul Dravid 10,765 (runs), Brian Lara 10,405 (runs) and Jacques Kallis (10,328 runs). (ANI)

and inspite of that India lost -_- yet shalalalallalala lets celebrateee!!!! =))

12.51am bubbles.

I aso want! I want! I want! I WANNNNNNNNNNNT!

Love is contagious

Love is like a bad winter cold
It strikes at the young and the old
It’s not something for which they can inoculate
There is no cure for those who participate
So even if you feel like you have the flu
Love is just something you must go through


;)

And if left unattended, this is how it ends.. marriage.

Our first year of wedded bliss
Then a second year united
Another year notched up
Yet one more year in concert
Another year together
One more year in partnership
Another year with you
A year of dull and sunny weather
The ninth year still bonded
Another year together
One more year of companionship
Another year of just us two
A year of sad and happy days
Fourteen years now coupled
Another year together
One more year of friendship
Another year chalked up
A mixed year of good and bad
Nineteen years now joined
Another year together
One more year of togetherness
Another year on the sentence
A year of nag and nag and nag
Twenty four long bloody years
Another year together
What did I do to deserve this?
The punishment didn’t fit the crime
Not even the great train robbers
Had to serve this much time

=P

Bizarre uni modules

Just when I thought "Introduction to wine making" was exotic enough a module to be taken in uni.. hahaha

They are supposed to be cathedrals of higher learning. In recent years,colleges have revamped their course structure to pave the way for some unusual courses to be incorporated into the curriculum. While some of them may have dregs of intellectual inquiry, others are downright bizarre.We take a look at some courses which may make you wonder if that beer pong championship your son enrolled in is not such a bad thing after all. 


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The Unbearable Whiteness Of Barbie

A mandatory course for some freshmen at Occidental College, ‘The Unbearable Whiteness of Barbie-Race and Popular Culture in the United States” tries to explore ways in which “scientific racism has been put to use in the making of Barbie.” Elizabeth Chin, the instructor of this course warns students that the course itself is no child’s play. With assigned readings ranging from Sandra Kisneros to Karl Marx, the course incorporates some pretty hardcore academic content. Nevertheless, a course on race which describes the whiteness of Barbie as unbearable seems incredibly unscientific. Wonder if this course was offered when a certain gentlemen named Barack Obama was roaming the corridors of this West Coast institution.

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The Theology of Eating

Since such an important aspect of everyday living must have theological implications, Loyola college decided that the inextricable link between God and eating was to be explored. Students are taught the ‘complex religious aspects associated with eating’, exploring the texts to expound the intricacies of etiquette in a canonical context. The evolution debate may not have been decided, but common sense predicts problems for those who do not eat a balanced diet. However, if free servings are part of the deal,it may help all those poor souls dissect (food) theology.

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Stupidity

Occidental college makes another appearance on the list, this time for the accommodation of stupidity. Of course, the word refers the name of the course rather than a quality possessed by its students. The course itself uses works of Friedrich Nietzsche and Gilles Deleuze among others to clarify that ’stupidity is neither ignorance nor organicity, but rather, a corollary of knowing and an element of normalcy, the double of intelligence rather than its opposite’. Only those who indulge in it must know.

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The Joy of Garbage

No matter how useless Garbage sounds, Virginia Matzek of Santa Clara University will try to change your impression of it. A ’science class for non science-majors’, the Joy of Garbage is apparently a ’serious class where students are required to do research and learn how to work with data’. Among the questions asked are “What is the difference between ‘garbage’ ,’discard’ and ‘waste’?” and “What could be a better title for the course?” ‘The Joy of Wasting time’,perhaps?

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The Art of Sin and the Sin of Art

The Rhode Island School of Design attracts aspiring artists and designers from around the country but it is inconceivable to think that some of them might want to ‘lust with the saints and burn with the sinners.’ However, if any one of them accepts the invitation, they can spend the semester analysing the moral dimensions of the works of classical as well as modern artists. Being the artsy school that RISD is, the course and the teacher should have a cult following.Well, different strokes for different folks.

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Philosophy and Star Trek

Philosophy students at Georgetown University read works by Aristotle, Kant and others. However, its done under the pretext of understanding the philosophical depths of Star Trek.
The course serves as an introduction to metaphysics and epistemology philosophy,and tries to dissect the major philosophical questions which come up in the science fiction entertainment drama. Another proof that the ingenuity of educators has conjured ways of teaching which were hitherto unknown.

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Zombies!

The living dead in Literature, Film and Culture

The American South is still the bastion of conservatism and evangelism, but that doesn’t stop them from trying to expound Zombies. The credit for this pioneering course must go to Sean Hoade, professor of English at the University of Alabama at Tuscaloosa, who draws parallels between American consumption patterns and Zombies. His observation that ‘zombies act as a mirror for Americans, not only as we see ourselves but also as the rest of the world sees America in the time of George W. Bush: as a roaming, voracious killer turning its victims into soulless creatures like itself’ may be a little far fetched, but his students are not complaining.

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Maple Syrup: The Real Thing

Those who decide to attend Alfred University in a bucolic part of Western New York State, may find themselves in a classroom studying the subtleties concerned with the production of maple syrup. The only prerequisite for the course is the ‘willingness to work for long periods in snow,cold and mud’. The production techniques invented by the Native Americans which have endured constant change are dissected, visits to local producers, restaurants and festivals augmenting the process. It’s the Real Thing, so students can find jobs easily with this course on their resume!

2

The Art of Walking

The Art of Walking might seem trivial to some, but not to Dr Ken Keffer, Professor of Modern Languages at Centre College, Kentucky. He conducts a class dedicated to the understanding of ‘intelligible and sensual design in inner and outer nature’,first expounded by Immanuel Kant. Apart from the customary walks which he takes with his students to the nearby Perryville Battlefield and the surrounding areas,Dr Keffer assigns freelance walking assignments for students to appreciate the subtleties of walking. Now, where is this college again?

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The Phallus

The people at Occidental College decided that in the course of human events it becomes necessary for students to delve into the ’signification of the phallus’ and the ‘relation of the phallus to masculinity, femininity, genital organs and the fetish’. It being self evident that the phallus occupies a central theme in the psychoanalytic theories of gender and sexuality, the course occupies a pivotal role in the Intercultural and Queer program.All this for a price of about four thousand five hundred dollars.

true enough.

The pic speaks it all.

disclaimer: not being feminist whatsoever, just found it funny and apt =P

Finally the moment is here..

It seemed as though this moment would never come..
The much anticipated moment of victory happiness content..
The days dragged and dragged and dragged..
My exhausted eyes were patiently waiting and praying hard for this very moment to arrive...

I am finally done with my developmental biology report!

Oh thanks to all that is pure and sacred in this world ( Chandler, n.d.) =P

Lessons learnt..

1. Nothing.. Absolutely nothing is conclusive in plant studies. Well, cant blame 'em, money wun come in that easily there baby!

2. Dont get too excited and deluge yourself admist too many journals.. all you end up having in a scorching headache.

3. Pressure your TA/Proff to give a page limit for your report, which otherwise will end up as a mini ready to be published novel. Dont even talk about the PRESSURE PRESSURE and more pressure to write as much as your fellow groupmates do.. OMG I am thinking like a typical singaporean! nooooooooooooo... what has 2 years in nus done to me!!!!!


And now I need some serious.....




So big huge KUDNITUU!

For sale! :P

British girl banned from selling granny on eBay

I shall maintain a clean slate here and not comment anything =P =P =P

BUT... had I been blessed with a brother, he would DEFINITELY be the first one to get this t-shirt!!!! ;P

Simple things...

Daybreak, and here am I
Starbound against the sky
Have you ever watched a blossom fall
Or heard a Robin call and wondered why?
For awhile, think on the simple things
How a smile can cause a heart to sing
Daybreak is just a prayer
For the many things the day can bring
A heart full of simple things
Nightbird, ride the wind
Find your way to where the day begins
Shadows waiting in the fading light
Have whispered their goodnight and slipped away
Hear me now, think on the simple things
How a song can cause the world to sing
Kneel now with me in prayer
For many things the day can bring
A heart full of simple things
A heart full of simple things...

WAI YIP IS A DOG!

cold blooded wicked brutal rapscallion AKA DOG!

portugal shiva bhajan :)

When I first heard my friend say that there is a portugal om nama shivaya song, I dint quite believe it.. till I bumped into this video..

I louwe the song although I have no clue about the lyrics. haha as though we know the meaning for all the sanskrit mantras we recite! *yikes* well atleast I dont. anyway the song is just toooo melodious and soothing to listen to.. I like! :) :) :)

D R E A M sssssssssss...... ;)

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.

~ Langston Hughes

Tribute to random chinese guy =)

12th august 2009. hmmmp!

There are days in our lives where EVERYTHING goes wrong and you just feel ARRRRRRGGGGGHHHHH! And I had one that sort today. Absolutely! Arranged chronologically are the eventful incidents.


1. Thanks to my lovely m1 service provider, my line is temporarily suspended till I give them my bank statement which holds my current billing address. Yes I am phone-less. I couldn't even call the customer service ppl.

Silver lining : I was in central lib and (not many NUS ppl know this but there is free phone service there.. shhhhh secret! =P)so basically that's how I got to know from m1 that they've suspended my account. brilliant!

2. I call my bank and ask them if they could send me a statement immediately and they say.. noooooooooooooooooo... It takes a minimum of 4 working days 'mam says a wanting to be polite voiced female whom I felt like strangling then and there! well what can they do.. they don't liaise with m1!

Silver lining : they say I can present any bank statement. awesum so i can just chuck them one of it from my room. m1 shops work till 9pm which gave me a solid 45mins to run to my room, grab the statement and rush to IMM jurong east!

3. Hostel. Guess what? my room doesn't open for lord knows what reason. I remembered it then.. I was meticulously trying to straighten my slightly bent key today morning in the lab. darn apparently it has to be bent to work properly. chis! this world is no place for perfectionists! the best part is I dint have a phone to call anyone! I knock on my neighbour's door and borrow her phone to call the Resident assistant.. and of cos yes abiding by the law of the universe, she doesn't pick up =/ I run to karthik's room praying hard that he would be there ..again looking of my luck so far, anybody would have guessed by now.. nope he wasn't. brilliant! Man how much I missed Jayu that moment just cant be described in words! I decide to knock on every door in the 1st floor and hunt for the RA.

Silver lining : The very 1st door I knocked was a room of a china PRC who barely understood what I was speaking. but he did make out that I couldn't enter my room. he SNATCHED the key from me and dragged me to my room.. then he started trying. first 5-7 attempts were bad. then he decided to oil it ( this is the point where my jaws dropped. how on earth did he have oil in his room I don't know! must be some Indian blood running in him. haha ) and TARAAAA.. it did all the magic. I officially add this random chinese guy to my angel list =P


I shall just get my phone reactivated tommorw! I realized that I panic A LOT.. I cant help it.. I've always had a very secured all-protected life. waiyip would term it as being spoilt. and as always I would die-die say NO! =P

See, my point is everything happens for a reason. Had that RA picked up the call, I would prolly have ended up paying $60 to change my lock. So moral of the story, every dark cloud has its silver lining. SO don't fret about the bad things that happen to you and move on! And its good to have oil in your room, you never know when it'll come handy ( my beloved notty friends, dont let ur imaginations run wild. =P )

Aaha enne thathuvam..

Blessed

“A friend is one with whom you are comfortable, to whom you are loyal, through whom you are blessed, and for whom you are grateful.” =)



Yes I am blessed =)))))

ICE ICE everywhere ICE! 8D

http://www.academyoficecarving.com/


This is something I have always wanted to do (very cliche, i know and i dont care!)Its amazing how humans come up with things this booootipul =)

Research Associate-Not just a mother =)

To my beloved research associate and every other research associtate too..


A woman named Emily, renewing her driver's license at the County Clerk's office, was asked by the woman recorder to state her occupation. She hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself.

"What I mean is," explained the recorder, "do you have a job, or are you just a .....?"

"Of course I have a job," snapped Emily. "I'm a mother."

"We don't list 'mother' as an occupation... 'housewife' covers it," said the recorder emphatically.

I forgot all about her story until one day I found myself in the same situation, this time at our own Town Hall. The Clerk was obviously a career woman, poised, efficient, and possessed of a high sounding title like, "Official Interrogator" or "Town Registrar."

"What is your occupation?" she probed.

What made me say it, I do not know. The words simply popped out. "I'm a Research Associate in the field of Child Development and Human Relations."

The clerk paused, ball-point pen frozen in midair, and looked up as though she had not heard right. I repeated the title slowly, emphasizing the most significant words. Then I stared with wonder as my pronouncement was written in bold, black ink on the official questionnaire.

"Might I ask," said the clerk with new interest, "just what you do in your field?"

Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice, I heard myself reply, "I have a continuing program of research (what mother doesn't), in the laboratory and in the field (normally I would have said indoors and out)."

"I'm working for my Masters (the whole darned family), and already have four credits (all daughters). Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the humanities (any mother care to disagree?), and I often work 14+ hours a day (24 is more like it). But the job is more challenging than most run-of-the-mill careers and the rewards are more of a satisfaction rather than just money."

There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk's voice as she completed the form, stood up, and personally ushered me to the door.

As I drove into our driveway, buoyed up by my glamorous new career, I was greeted by my lab assistants - ages 13, 7, and 3. Upstairs I could hear our new experimental model (a 6 month old baby), in the child-development program, testing out a new vocal pattern.

I felt triumphant! I had scored a beat on bureaucracy! And I had gone on the official records as someone more distinguished and indispensable to mankind than "just another mother."

Motherhood..... What a glorious career! Especially when there's a title on the door.

Does this make grandmothers "Senior Research Associates in the field of Child Development and Human Relations" and great grandmothers "Executive Senior Research Associates?" I think so!!! I also think it makes Aunts "Associate Research Assistants."

rahman-ing

I dont know how he does it but he just mesmerizes you time and again. Hail Rahman ! Magical hands he has which can intimidate just anyone!

To thatha with love..

I started this post thinking that I will have loads of things to write but I just cant bring myself to show the utmost joy, the happiness, the genuinity, the compassion we shared in mere words. This is like philosophy term paper all over again. I had to think for 10mins to write one sentence. Probably because I am not so expressive, both verbally and physically...Sorry thatha.

Glum mode

At times

Horrifying gruesome tortures..

DISCLAIMER: Pregnant ladies and weak hearted delicate darlings do not read further. I mean it, DONT!

Ever used the phrases like " its such a torture.. ", "it cant get any worse than this" .. basically being all whiney over frivolous matters, thats what I am trying to say. Well it actually can get much much MUCH worse..

Too bad hundreds of thousands of sadists over the centuries didn’t know that, and proceeded to inflict on their millions of victims the worst pain imaginable, which, more often than not, resulted in a very painful death. Here are some of the twisted devices they used to do just that:

1. Heretic’s fork

One end of this device was pushed under the chin, the other into the sternum, with the strap securing this torture tool to the victim’s neck. Immobilized and in great pain, the victim will have to mouth off the Latin word “abiuro” (I recant), or they’ll end up being hanged or worse, burned at the stake.

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2. Lead sprinkler

This tool, which kinda reminds me of a holy water sprinkler, was filled with either molten lead, tar, boiling oil or boiling water, then used to bless, errr, torture its victims by dripping its contents on their stomach, back and other body parts. Sounds like standard S&M practice to me, only with a greater deal of pain.

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3. Thumbscrew

There are many variations on this torture device. Some were designed to slowly crush fingers, while others were built to do the same to toes, knees and elbows. Just a simple vise, really, but extremely painful.

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4. Tongue Tearer

Countless heretics and blasphemers had their tongues roughly torn out with this simple device. My, weren’t they the popular ones during those times.

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5. The Rack

The rack is a contraption designed to dislocate every single joint in its victim’s body. Tied across the device’s board by the ankles and wrists, the victim’s body is then pulled in opposite directions by turning rollers at either end of the board. Great way of relieving a bad back, if you ask me. Of course, the subsequent pain caused by the multiple dislocations is another story.

6. Breast Ripper

This one is self-explanatory. Many women condemned as heretics, adulterers, blasphemers had their breasts ripped out using this device.

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7. Iron Maiden

Not the 80s heavy metal band, but the iron cabinet found in Nuremberg, Germany. The interior of this device is lined with strategically-placed sharp objects that is intended to torture a person unlucky enough to be put inside it. These spikes impaled the victim in the eyes, the chest and the back, but usually missed vital organs, so as to leave the victim bleeding profusely and in great pain, but still alive for a period of time.

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8. Crocodile shears

Had this device been still in use in the 20th century, people like Lee Harvey Oswald or John Hinckley, Jr. might have thought twice before doing the deeds they are infamous for. You see, captured assassins of kings in late medieval Europe often had a date with this device, which is actually an iron pincer with hemicylindrical blades that formed a long narrow tube when closed together. Teeth or spikes lined the inside of the blades, which are first heated until red-hot before being clamped on the victim’s penis. When his sex organ is “cooked” enough, it is then torn out from his body. Ouch.

9. Judas Chair

The Spanish Inquisition was said to have made use of, among other things, the Judas Chair, also known as the Judas Cradle. Victims were hoisted up by rope or chain and then made to sit on the pointed tip of the pyramid shaped device. You get the picture.

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10. The Pear

Commit sodomy, adultery, incest, heresy, blasphemy or sexual union with Satan (!) in Medieval Europe, and chances are, you’ll get this intricately-decorated device inserted into your mouth, rectum or vagina. A screw mechanism then makes its pointed “leaves” expand while inside any of those orifices, resulting in severe internal mutilation. Yikes.

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11. The Wheel

This device is known by many names, such as breaking wheel and Catherine wheel, but it only means one thing to those who perished by this means: pure agony.

The Wheel is more like an execution device, but the hours before actual death is excruciating. The victim is tied to the side of the wheel, then gets every bone in his body shattered one by one by an executioner using a hammer or an iron bar. Victims of this form of torture often took hours, or even days to die. Some were “fortunate” enough to be granted “mercy”, in the form of fatal blows to the chest or stomach.

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12. Brazen Bull

This is one particularly brutal torture/execution device. From Wikipedia:

"The brazen bull is an execution/torture device designed in ancient Greece. Perillos of Athens, a brass-founder proposed to Phalaris, Tyrant of Agrigentum, the invention of a new means for executing criminals; accordingly, he cast a brazen bull, made totally of brass, hollow, with a door in the side. The condemned was shut up in the bull and a fire was set under it, heating the metal until it became "red hot" and causing the person inside to slowly roast to death. So that 'nothing unseemly might spoil his feasting', Phalaris commanded that the bull be designed in such a way that its smoke rose in spicy clouds of incense. The head of the ox was designed with a complex system of tubes and stops so that the prisoner's screams were converted into sounds like the bellowing of an infuriated bull. "

No way those who were roasted alive in this device looked anything like the serene faces in the above picture.

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UPDATE: Here are 10 more torture contraptions

1. Knee Splitter

A popular torture device during the Inquisition, the knee splitter does what it says: split victims' knees and render them useless. Built from two spiked wood blocks, the knee splitter is placed on top of and behind the knee of its victims. Two large screws connecting the blocks are then turned, causing the two blocks to close towards each other and effectively destroy a victim's knee.

2. Inquisitional Chair

An Indian fakir would absolutely love this chair, but not those victims of the Inquisition who were unfortunate enough to sit on it butt naked. Strapped tight to it with leather straps, those who sat on this chair felt the pain of hundreds of sharp and rusty spikes piercing their flesh, and that pain is magnified even more when torturers decide to press them down against the spikes. For added fun, torturers heated this iron chair and effectively roasted slowly the poor unfortunate souls sitting on it.

3. The "Boots"

If you think the Knee Splitter was murder on a person's lower limbs, wait til you know what the "Boots" were about. This horrible piece of equipment was made up of wedges that fitted the legs from ankles to knees. Pure pain ensues when the torturer violently pounds the wedges with a large, heavy hammer, a process that is done repeatedly until flesh and bone are completely destroyed, with some victims even gushing marrow from their crushed legs.

4. The Spanish Tickler

The Spanish Tickler tickled its victims pink, and ultimately very red as this device, also known as the Cat's Paw, ripped and tore their flesh away from the bone, targeting any part of the body.

5. The Skull Splitter

Just as it says: it splits skulls. This one resembles an angel's halo, but there's absolutely nothing angelic or holy about it. Inside this halo are very pointy spikes, which are driven into the side of the victim's skull as the screws on the outside are tightened. The skull splitting part comes when the torturer either grabs the halo by its handles and jerks the victim side to side or hoists him or her into the air, by those very same handles. It doesn't take a genius to figure out that the top of the victim's skull is violently removed by the aforementioned actions, and that brains tend to spill out all over the place in the process.

6. Head Crusher

Here's another torture device with a self-explanatory name. The chin of the victim is placed on the lower bar, When the questioning starts, the screw starts to turn and the cap is forced down the victim's head. Use your imagination to see what happens when that cap is pressed all the way down a person's head.

The amazing part is, the Head Crusher is said to be still in use up to this day for interrogation purposes.

7. Revolving Drum

Think of this one as somewhat akin to grating cheese, only this one grates a human torso ever so slowly. A popular tool in Spain for extracting information from prisoners many years ago, the Revolving Drum calls for victims to be put into it face down, their heads through the upper pillory and their legs firmly strapped. Their torsos pressed against a spiked drum, the prisoners are then asked questions. Any sign of resistance, and the torturer then slowly rotates the drum one full revolution. This process is repeated, and torturers even go to the extent of placing weights on the backs of victims to further press their torsos towards the spiked drum and cause more pain. The result, naturally, is death by very slow disembowelment.

8. Spanish Donkey

A number of medieval torture devices have the word "Spanish" attached to it, but this one is probably the most gruesome. The Spanish Donkey gave victims an unimaginably horrible ride, and here's why. Victims are put astride, naked, the apparatus, which is actually a vertical wood board with a sharp V-shape wedge on top. Varying weights are then attached to their feet. Eventually, the victim's own weight and the extra baggage cause the wedge to slice through their bodies, splitting them in half. Yikes.

9. Rat Torture

This method tortures both man and rodent, but it is man who tends to end up dying a horrifying death. A victim is completely restrained, and a full-grown rat is placed upon his or her stomach. The rat will be confined within a cage placed on top of it, which would then be heated, freaking the rat out enough to frantically burrow its way into the only way out: the victim's stomach and intestines.

10. The Saw

Who would have thought that one of the most useful tools ever invented by man could also become one of the sickest? The saw, which has helped mankind slice through trees en route to building houses and shopping malls, also has a dark past as a torture / execution device. And the way it was used would make the strongest of stomachs churn out its lunch.

Victims of this indescribably brutal device were made to hang upside down, legs spread apart. Even this position has a purpose: to fill the victims' heads with blood, and therefore allow them to remain conscious as the torturers work the saw through their crotches, sometimes up to their midsection before they pass out or die. Just imagine the sound the whole process would have made, with the saw's serrated edge making contact with flesh and bone with each back and forth motion, on top of the victim's bloodcurdling screams of agony.

http://www.listaholic.com/12-of-the-most-horrifying-torture-devices-in-history.html