Monday, April 4, 2011

I love you TEAM INDIA.







Dhoni: Words fail me. What can I say about him that thousands of articles over the net and the papers oozing with compliments and respect hasn't told yet? He has won everything worth winning! World Twenty20, the Test No. 1 rank, IPL, Champions League, and THE World Cup after bluddy 28 years!!!!!! what more can one ask for? Please make him the president! If not atleast tamilnadu consider him for a CM seat. Why shouldn't a cricketer become a politician when we let our cine stars to? Atleast, he has a pleasant smile!

Master Blaster: Sorry I know by seniority you should have been 1st in my list but my ultimate craze for dhoni barred me from doing so. When a person says he is a fan of sachin, I laugh. how can one be your fan? The heights you have achieved in your career, no cricketer has even dreamt of. You can only have worshippers. no fans. Beautiful human being.. terrific batsman.

Sehwag, Gambir : Both u dillli boys know what you are doing. you roar when the times call for it. Nothing much I can say, except u rock and give a goooood strong basement the team needs.

Kohli Raina UV : U three light the fire for indian fielding. always a pleasure to watch u guys dive and save the runs and catch the wickets. its so mind blowing at times that my jaw drops! Raina, I never knew he sang so well! *watch srk sahara IPL awards*

Zaheer and bhajji : I wouldn't forgive myself if I grouped you both with the rest of the bowlers. zaheer, 3 maidan overs 1 wicket. u were on fireeeeeeeee! he is my new love! i felt he should have been the man of the tournament. bhajji, wickets dint favour you that much but warewah kya economy rate yar! respect boss! oh I love ur dance too!!!! hahaha hilarious it was! *watch srk with harbhajan video*

Ashwin, Munaf, Chawla : well played . hats off guys! personal favourite ashwin for obvious reason, avaru namma ooru payen! and i love the way he speaks! *watch kofee with anu CSK team* badri and balaji were

Nehra and Sreesanth: I kind of pity u guys being severly criticized by the every indian soul so please do well and don't give us heart attacks.

Gary Kirsten : Million thanks and bow with respect for rejuvenating the indian team and for making them shine oh so brightly like they are today.

CONGRATES GUYS! THANKS A TON FOR BRINGING THE CUP HOME AFTER YEARS! YOU HAVE MADE EVERY INDIAN PROUD!

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Go team India!

So freaking tensed up for tmr's match! Australia vs India... We need luck, lotsa luck. I dont want to sound negative, but I cant help thinking that we'll be crushed. And i am not looking forward for it. arrrrgh! how i wish we had won that south africa game and we'll be playing the kiwis for QF! damn lifting the cup is just going to be a dream.. as i type , I secretly hope for a magical indian win. go team india, pls do it for the master blaster's sake atleast, we owe it to him.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Read it across and down!

This verse by Lewis Carroll is remarkable for more than its melancholy:

carroll square stanza

It can be read both “across” and “down.”

Saturday, March 12, 2011

A Seld-Referential Story.

A story by David Moser...

This Is the Title of This Story, Which Is Also Found Several Times in the Story Itself

This is the first sentence of this story. This is the second sentence. This is the title of this story, which is also found several times in the story itself. This sentence is questioning the intrinsic value of the first two sentences. This sentence is to inform you, in case you haven't already realized it, that this is a self-referential story, that is, a story containing sentences that refer to their own structure and function. This is a sentence that provides an ending to the first paragraph.

This is the first sentence of a new paragraph in a self-referential story. This sentence is introducing you to the protagonist of the story, a young boy named Billy. This sentence is telling you that Billy is blond and blue-eyed and American and twelve years old and strangling his mother. This sentence comments on the awkward nature of the self- referential narrative form while recognizing the strange and playful detachment it affords the writer. As if illustrating the point made by the last sentence, this sentence reminds us, with no trace of facetiousness, that children are a precious gift from God and that the world is a better place when graced by the unique joys and delights they bring to it.

This sentence describes Billy's mother's bulging eyes and protruding tongue and makes reference to the unpleasant choking and gagging noises she's making. This sentence makes the observation that these are uncertain and difficult times, and that relationships, even seemingly deep-rooted and permanent ones, do have a tendency to break down.

Introduces, in this paragraph, the device of sentence fragments. A sentence fragment. Another. Good device. Will be used more later.

This is actually the last sentence of the story but has been placed here by mistake. This is the title of this story, which is also found several times in the story itself. As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself in his bed transformed into a gigantic insect. This sentence informs you that the preceding sentence is from another story entirely (a much better one, it must be noted) and has no place at all in this particular narrative. Despite claims of the preceding sentence, this sentence feels compelled to inform you that the story you are reading is in actuality "The Metamorphosis" by Franz Kafka, and that the sentence referred to by the preceding sentence is the only sentence which does indeed belong in this story. This sentence overrides the preceding sentence by informing the reader (poor, confused wretch) that this piece of literature is actually the Declaration of Independence, but that the author, in a show of extreme negligence (if not malicious sabotage), has so far failed to include even one single sentence from that stirring document, although he has condescended to use a small sentence fragment, namely, "When in the course of human events", embedded in quotation marks near the end of a sentence. Showing a keen awareness of the boredom and downright hostility of the average reader with regard to the pointless conceptual games indulged in by the preceding sentences, this sentence returns us at last to the scenario of the story by asking the question, "Why is Billy strangling his mother?" This sentence attempts to shed some light on the question posed by the preceding sentence but fails. This sentence, however, succeeds, in that it suggests a possible incestuous relationship between Billy and his mother and alludes to the concomitant Freudian complications any astute reader will immediately envision. Incest. The unspeakable taboo. The universal prohibition. Incest. And notice the sentence fragments? Good literary device. Will be used more later.

This is the first sentence in a new paragraph. This is the last sentence in a new paragraph.

This sentence can serve as either the beginning of the paragraph or end, depending on its placement. This is the title of this story, which is also found several times in the story itself. This sentence raises a serious objection to the entire class of self-referential sentences that merely comment on their own function or placement within the story e.g., the preceding four sentences), on the grounds that they are monotonously predictable, unforgivably self- indulgent, and merely serve to distract the reader from the real subject of this story, which at this point seems to concern strangulation and incest and who knows what other delightful topics. The purpose of this sentence is to point out that the preceding sentence, while not itself a member of the class of self-referential sentences it objects to, nevertheless also serves merely to distract the reader from the real subject of this story, which actually concerns Gregor Samsa's inexplicable transformation into a gigantic insect (despite the vociferous counterclaims of other well- meaning although misinformed sentences). This sentence can serve as either the beginning of the paragraph or end, depending on its placement.

This is the title of this story, which is also found several times in the story itself. This is almost the title of the story, which is found only once in the story itself. This sentence regretfully states that up to this point the self-referential mode of narrative has had a paralyzing effect on the actual progress of the story itself -- that is, these sentences have been so concerned with analyzing themselves and their role in the story that they have failed by and large to perform their function as communicators of events and ideas that one hopes coalesce into a plot, character development, etc. -- in short, the very raisons d'etre of any respectable, hardworking sentence in the midst of a piece of compelling prose fiction. This sentence in addition points out the obvious analogy between the plight of these agonizingly self-aware sentences and similarly afflicted human beings, and it points out the analogous paralyzing effects wrought by excessive and tortured self- examination.

The purpose of this sentence (which can also serve as a paragraph) is to speculate that if the Declaration of Independence had been worded and structured as lackadaisically and incoherently as this story has been so far, there's no telling what kind of warped libertine society we'd be living in now or to what depths of decadence the inhabitants of this country might have sunk, even to the point of deranged and debased writers constructing irritatingly cumbersome and needlessly prolix sentences that sometimes possess the questionable if not downright undesirable quality of referring to themselves and they sometimes even become run-on sentences or exhibit other signs of inexcusably sloppy grammar like unneeded superfluous redundancies that almost certainly would have insidious effects on the lifestyle and morals of our impressionable youth, leading them to commit incest or even murder and maybe that's why Billy is strangling his mother, because of sentences just like this one, which have no discernible goals or perspicuous purpose and just end up anywhere, even in mid

Bizarre. A sentence fragment. Another fragment. Twelve years old. This is a sentence that. Fragmented. And strangling his mother. Sorry, sorry. Bizarre. This. More fragments. This is it. Fragments. The title of this story, which. Blond. Sorry, sorry. Fragment after frag- ment. Harder. This is a sentence that. Fragments. Damn good device.

The purpose of this sentence is threefold: (1) to apologize for the unfortunate and inexplicable lapse exhibited by the preceding paragraph; (2) to assure you, the reader, that it will not happen again; and (3) to reiterate the point that these are uncertain and difficult times and that aspects of language, even seemingly stable and deeply rooted ones such as syntax and meaning, do break down. This sentence adds nothing substantial to the sentiments of the preceding sentence but merely provides a concluding sentence to this paragraph, which otherwise might not have one.

This sentence, in a sudden and courageous burst of altruism, tries to abandon the self-referential mode but fails. This sentence tries again, but the attempt is doomed from the start.

This sentence, in a last-ditch attempt to infuse some iota of story line into this paralyzed prose piece, quickly alludes to Billy's frantic cover-up attempts, followed by a lyrical, touching, and beautifully written passage wherein Billy is reconciled with his father (thus resolving the subliminal Freudian conflicts obvious to any astute reader) and a final exciting police chase scene during which Billy is accidentally shot and killed by a panicky rookie policeman who is coincidentally named Billy. This sentence, although basically in complete sympathy with the laudable efforts of the preceding action-packed sentence, reminds the reader that such allusions to a story that doesn't, in fact, yet exist are no substitute for the real thing and therefore will not get the author (indolent goof-off that he is) off the proverbial hook.

Paragraph. Paragraph. Paragraph. Paragraph. Paragraph. Paragraph. Paragraph. Paragraph. Paragraph. Paragraph. Paragraph. Paragraph. Paragraph. Paragraph.

The purpose. Of this paragraph. Is to apologize. For its gratuitous use. Of. Sentence fragments. Sorry.

The purpose of this sentence is to apologize for the pointless and silly adolescent games indulged in by the preceding two paragraphs, and to express regret on the part of us, the more mature sentences, that the entire tone of this story is such that it can't seem to communicate a simple, albeit sordid, scenario.

This sentence wishes to apologize for all the needless apologies found in this story (this one included), which, although placed here ostensibly for the benefit of the more vexed readers, merely delay in a maddeningly recursive way the continuation of the by-now nearly forgotten story line.

This sentence is bursting at the punctuation marks with news of the dire import of self-reference as applied to sentences, a practice that could prove to be a veritable Pandora's box of potential havoc, for if a sentence can refer or allude to itself, why not a lowly subordinate clause, perhaps this very clause? Or this sentence fragment? Or three words? Two words? One?

Perhaps it is appropriate that this sentence gently and with no trace of condescension reminds us that these are indeed difficult and uncertain times and that in general people just aren't nice enough to each other, and perhaps we, whether sentient human beings or sentient sentences, should just try harder. I mean, there is such a thing as free will, there has to be, and this sentence is proof of it! Neither this sentence nor you, the reader, is completely helpless in the face of all the pitiless forces at work in the universe. We should stand our ground, face facts, take Mother Nature by the throat and just try harder.

By the throat. Harder. Harder, harder.

Sorry.

This is the title of this story, which is also found several times in the story itself.

This is the last sentence of the story. This is the last sentence of the story. This is the last sentence of the story. This is.

Sorry.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Priorities

Set it and stay focussed! Ultimately nothing else matters.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Feel good time

Haven't felt this good about myself in a long time. Thanks. I know it comes with a lot of responsibilites and high expectations which I hope to match to.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Time to hunt for that dhoni poster I had! ;)

    • 42.6
      J Oram to MS Dhoni
      4
      FOUR! Oh my god! Oram is looking clueless here. On middle again, this time Dhoni gets it away behind square for the fifth boundary of the over! 21 runs from the over and the last five deliveries have all gone to the fence! Three of them to the square leg boundary in succession!
    • 42.5
      J Oram to MS Dhoni
      4
      FOUR! Unbelievable! Another one! Slower delivery, short again, Dhoni goes for placement this time and turns it away towards exactly the same area where the previous boundary went!
    • 42.4
      J Oram to MS Dhoni
      4
      FOUR! Hat-trick of boundaries! Oram drops it short and Dhoni pulls it behind square on the leg side! 50 for the Indian skipper!
    • 42.3
      J Oram to MS Dhoni
      4
      FOUR! And there comes the half-helicopter shot! In case you want the description, here it is. Full outside off, not a bad ball at all, Dhoni stands, somehow gets underneath it and swings it through long-off!
    • 42.2
      J Oram to MS Dhoni
      4
      FOUR! And there he goes! Full on middle, Dhoni swings and gets it behind square on the leg side for a boundary!
    • 42.1
      J Oram to S Raina
      1
      Slower bouncer outside off, pulled away to midwicket for a single.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Post-payanam

Dear radhamohan sir,

Can I please please work under you for a week ? Okay maybe that is a long shot, can I just watch u work for a week? I dont think I would be able to give an unbiassed review for your movie cause I am so in love with the way your bring out ur characters and make sure they reach your audience (and camp in their hearts till ur next movie releases). What surprises me time and again is ur accuracy. You know the EXACT amount of senti dialogues, humor and seriousness that audience can tolerate. I am totally for your idea on "when you say what you want to say politely and in a not-so-serious tone, people perceive it better". It reflects on your maturity and how wise you are *applauds* and *bows*. I cant vouch that your movies will change lives, but I can definately say that the message meant to be delivered has been delivered, very smoothly. Whether or not taken thats a different question. Well, if we go down that lane, which revolutionary tamil movie has ever changed anything at all?

We watch, we admire, we forget. I am kind of diverging way too much here.

Anyway, make more movies! please.

Sincerely,
A fan who would salute at you if she bumps into you at a traffic light.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Why I miss NUS

There is a moment of pure joy
That seems to cut out troubles in half
And we forget all burdens
And that is when we laugh

When its reading week
Surrounded by my fellow-muggers
The frequent tea breaks we took
Only to know who are the new lovers

When I stay up late with my clowns
And our silliness is high
Laughing so hard till our stomachs ache
And we really want to cry

When my lovable CSK won it big
We looked at each other in disbelief
But we start to smile and giggle
Out of pure bliss and relief

Oh the baking we thought we knew
And the oven is all aglow
And we start to laugh at our process
It’s way better than any cooking show

When the song comes on the radio
And I remember a memory behind it
And I can’t help but to laugh out loud
And for me to calm my smile, it takes a bit

When I’m lying in that tennis court
Watching the stars above
And my closest friends by me
And I can feel all bliss and love.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

How to write a paper in college/university.



1. Sit in a straight, comfortable chair in a well lit place in front of your computer.

2. Log onto MSN and ICQ (be sure to go on away!). Check your email.

3. Read over the assignment carefully, to make certain you understand it.

4. Walk down to the vending machines and buy some chocolate to help you concentrate.

5. Check your email.

6. Call up a friend and ask if he/she wants to go to grab a coffee. Just to get settled down and ready to work.

7. When you get back to your room, sit in a straight, comfortable chair in a clean, well lit place.

8. Read over the assignment again to make absolutely certain you understand it.

9. Check your email.

10. You know, you haven't written to that kid you met at camp since fourth grade. You'd better write that letter now and get it out of the way so you can concentrate.

11. Look at your teeth in the bathroom mirror.

12. Grab some mp3z off of kazaa.

13. Check your email. ANY OF THIS SOUND FAMILIAR YET?!

14. MSN chat with one of your friends about the future. (ie summer plans).

15. Check your email.

16. Listen to your new mp3z and download some more.

17. Phone your friend on the other floor and ask if she's started writing yet. Exchange derogatory emarks about your prof, the
course, the college, the world at large.

18. Walk to the store and buy a pack of gum. You've probably run out.

19. While you've got the gum you may as well buy a magazine and read it.

20. Check your email.

21. Check the newspaper listings to make sure you aren't missing something truly worthwhile on TV.

22. Play some solitare (or age of legends!).

23. Check out bored.com.

24. Wash your hands.

25. Call up a friend to see how much they have done, probably haven't started either.

26. Look through your housemate's book of pictures from home. Ask who everyone is.

27. Sit down and do some serious thinking about your plans for the future.

28. Check to see if bored.com has been updated yet.

29. Check your email and listen to your new mp3z.

30. You should be rebooting by now, assuming that windows is crashing on schedule.

31. Read over the assignment one more time, just for heck of it.

32. Scoot your chair across the room to the window and watch the sunrise.

33. Lie face down on the floor and moan.

34. Punch the wall and break something.

35. Check your email.

36. Mumble obscenities.

37. 5am - start hacking on the paper without stopping. 6am -paper is finished.

38. Complain to everyone that you didn't get any sleep because you had to write that stupid paper.

39. Go to class, hand in paper, and leave right away so you can take a nap.