Conversations that should never happen.

Nikhil: ah!
Nikhil: anyway….you know what?
Me: Er.. what?
Nikhil: this bush fucker is doing this Domestic Surviellance and all it seems
Me: Ah, so?
Nikhil: that means that they can tap anyone’s fones, email, online convo and all other shit
Me: Ah, again.. so?
Nikhil: so, I am wondering whether I am one of them being surveyed.
Nikhil: see…basically, they are using Al-Qaeda as an alibi for their stupid interfering shitty actions
Me: You really think some fat ass techno geeks are going to be watching us describe our sad lives?
Nikhil: yeah. I hopes he reads what we are writing!! oh joy!!!
Nikhil: MWAHAHHA
Me: Heh.
Me: He might deny entry to the country the next time for possession of a sad life.
Me: Heh.
Me: What if they make a sad life illegal?
Me: Most of America would be in prison.
Nikhil: damn, don’t you thnk this should go on one of our’s blogs?
Nikhil: =))
Me: It just might.
Me:
Nikhil: hehe.
Me: No, but seriously, the way everything is becoming illegal, I won’t be surprised if these lawmaker goons made such an absurd law.
Me: And I’m sure it’ll start with a lawsuit.
Nikhil: i know. I would laugh a little harder than usual, but would not be surprised, nonetheless
Me: Like the Wabbster sues the drummer for being sad.
Nikhil: yeah. Wabbster V. Drummer
Me: Yeah, I can’t WAIT to be on Larry King Live.
Me:
Nikhil: landmark historical law suit
Me: Heh, and what do I sue you for? Emotional distress.
Me: And maybe loose-motional.
Me: Arcane Crapper would be my first witness.
Nikhil: yeah me too man! we can like be friends there and then be bitter rivals in court, just to poke fun at this “administartion,” or the lack thereof, maybe
Me: Hehe…
Nikhil: hmmm, you will have to think again. you will have to pay arcane crapper at least the plane ticket (or provide him with a row boat), and possible “witness fees”
Me: That’s where we use technology my friend.
Me: Ever heard of video conferencing?
Nikhil: i know. but i heard paying for that shit is costlier than getting him here and back
Me: I can pay the fuckers once I win the lawsuit and extract a huge amount as damages.
Nikhil: hehe, which, by no remote means you have a chance of getting. the drummer is bummer broke.
Nikhil: sheesh, i could have said, “no remote chance”
Nikhil: dang it.
Me: More emotional distress.
Me: I can sue you more.
Me: Or.. whatever.
Me: I think we’ve gone a bit too far. Time for a change of topic.
Nikhil: yeah, and then we get to prolong the case more and more and then eventually die on larry king II live.
Nikhil: as friends.
Nikhil: ;;)
Me: Er… friends as in the show “Friends”?
Me: Okay, I’ll stop.
Nikhil: no a bad idea either
Me: Heh.
Nikhil: “Reunion of Friends. With a couple of unfriendly additions”
Nikhil: ah, nice.
Nikhil: TOTAL CROWD PULLER I SAY.
Me: Amen to that.

Dawn or Dusk?

Well, it depends on the way you look at it.

Amen.

Bleh.

http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=bleh

Sometimes people have wayyyy too much free time.

Oh, some more pics are up… Click on the Flickr box thingy on the right. I ran out of upload limit, so the rest of the pics are at http://photos.yahoo.com/prads5000.

Enjoy!

Bleh!

Amen.

The cold hard truth hit him at last.

He knew he knew it.

He just didn’t want to know it.

He was in love.

And he hated himself for it.

The point of no return was miles behind now.

Amen.

Pics.

Okay, pics are up —Click—

Amen.

New the Yorks.

Okay, here we go. Reached New York on Saturday evening.

Just got the US pin converter shit for the laptop. So, here I am, blogging.

I thought I’d mail everyone. Then I thought, what the fuck.

Pictures and the rest all coming up very soon.

Oh, pee ess, Air India sucks ass.

A the mens.

Okay, so I have nasal hair.

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So what?

Of Gods and, well, a lot of (other) crap.

Yesterday’s bloggers’ meet actually made me think – longer than usual. With Finch saying the navel (let’s not get into why the navel came up (not ‘came up’ as in literally ‘came’ ‘up’))… uh, lost the flow here. Okay, with Finch saying the navel signified ‘original sin’, the flow of thoughts and some, well, faith related ideas came up.

Religion is the path to God. Well, that’s pretty much what I learnt from that discussion. And that made me think.

What is my ‘path to God’?

Wills – Navy Cut?

I don’t know. I don’t even know if I believe in God.

Gayethri thinks I do, because I keep capitalising the first letter of the word “God”. But then it is something I’ve been doing forever, I was taught to write it that way.

On the one hand, I would love to think there’s some guy up there who makes your wishes come true provided you lead your life the way he supposed to have asked you to lead.

But that’s exactly why I don’t want to believe someone’s up there. I don’t think I would like to surrender myself to some unknown being just to guarantee myself a berth in heaven. Heaven, well, is another highly debatable topic. Let’s skip that for now.

And I don’t want to be a part of the reason which gave us the crusades and wars and riots that we see even today.

I mean, how many Muslims actually believe the clowns who blow up stuff and say they’re doing Allah’s work? I mean, what’s the proof that Allah actually didn’t tell them to blow stuff up and kill others? But do they believe them? No. Why? Faith in Allah. Faith in someone who they trust not to kill fellow humans.

I am not proud of being a Hindu. Hell, I wouldn’t be proud if I were a Muslim or a Christian or whatever. Almost every religion has been associated with some sort of war, which makes me wonder if the ‘path to God’ is in fact all that sacred. Again, I say sacred as in clean and pure, but then there are way too many versions of that word as well.

So, what is my path to God?

Wills – Navy Cut.

It is pure (well, sometimes you get fake ones, but that’s alright; it happens with most religions). It’s not cool (like most religions). You have to smoke it in a specified manner (you have the filter WHICH YOU DON’T LIGHT!!!). And, I die faster (that is, if you believe the anti-smoking ads on tv). Oh and a lot of people hate my smoking, which like being a Muslim in a Hindu locality and vice-versa.

So, yeah, I’m a ‘Willsian’.

And I have a choir number called “Smoking my Religion”. I wonder if REM would want to do a cover…. Hm…

In other news, New Year eve was pretty okay, in spite of there being no alcohol. Actually, that’s exactly what made it okay. Forum does attract a lot of losers, yours truly included.

It was amazing though. I was there till 12:30 AM and the place was quiet till midnight. We (as in my roomies and me) were actually getting bored, but once it struck 12, the place went nuts. Firecrackers, drunk people hugging other drunk people, loud shouts of “wooooooo” and well, more firecrackers. ’twas fun.

Alrighty then, in other other news, I’ll be leaving for New York on Friday. Wish me luck.

And Nikhil, where the fuck are you?

Amen.

PS: Yes, Sita, I am quiet. Well, most of the time.

To everyone and everyone else.

Appy Noo Err!

Mean… No, wait, Amen.