But why??

why should i??

why should i hate parineeta even if it's brilliantly made and aired for free right now on TV?

why should my life and it's space-time continuum be nauseatingly warped??

why should i get chronically addicted to the internet?

why should i get good grades at college even if the efforts i pumped in ain't worth it?

why is it that i suck at answering questions on Math even after masticating it all my life?

why shouldn't bush be convicted as a war criminal?

why are american's retarded?

Aloha again!

It's been quite sometime since I've blogged. Not that i have stuff to write about. But boredom compels people to do stuff they don't do otherwise!.

Now, coming to my blog, i have a couple of points to make...

I came up with ''Fixing Up The Chaos'' as my blog title just to make my blog seem like an introverted perspective on how i fix up the chaos in my life, which is not!. Just as outrageous as it may seem, I generally take a third party stance to look at my life in general. If you don't like my blog title, congratulations then.

My previous posts are not worth reading. So forget having a look at them if you happen to crash into my blog from nowhere.

It took me three whole nights to come up with a nice looking geeky template which you are comfortably looking at. This template was coded originally for WordPress. which i diligently copied and made adjustments for BlogSpot. That might sound nerdy, But i don't consider HTML as a language!.

I detest profanity. But i use it. Albeit sparingly. Just to make a point. No!. Shove a point i really have to make to the guy-who-got-into-an-argument-with-me.

meh!... and to sum it all up, BlogSpot is not a haven for bloggers. They go elsewhere. I tried doing that. But all my efforts were futile enough to come back to blogspot.

Random Scribbles

Scribbled these lines in ma note book...

Comfortably away

I pull it around me like a rug
And watch you through its folds
It muffles my every word and gesture
Every move I make
If you were to strike me
I would feel shadow-blows
If you were to hold me
I would feel shadow-comfort
My distance is my security
But its refuge is cold and numb

High on Novels!

I've been obsessed with with novels these days and yesterday i was able to count a stunning 15 books that i've finished off, only some of them noteworthy through the past one month. Our library is big, i mean BIGG... and you would meet the great-grand-son of my grand-son to finish off a section alone. Aisles of noteworthy crap and everytime i go there, i can hear intellectual authors screaming out from the racks. The entire structure is huge, and u can stare at it for a good two minutes before you take your eyes off. And then there are the new sports complex and basketball court... DARN!!... i'm off track. I've started off with something related to novels.. didn't i?..

so.. Why am i so engrossed in reading stuff?.. ah well... lets put it in my words.. it's darn unique way of expressing something – perhaps the author’s quest for some answer, perhaps an idea he/she would like to convey, perhaps a critique on the society or on humanity, perhaps to narrate a real history of real people. The list, is endless as is the scope of a novel or even the sparse lines of a short story. That really makes sense.. doesn't it?.

But then, Hitler is a real mind screwer long after he's dead for god sake. I've read his Mein Kampf (thats 'My-Freakin-story' in german) long ago when i were a teeny weeny lingo enthusiast churning and masticating every other novel that came my way. And i came over a hard copy of it recently. I mean it.. the guy is a moron. I was a schmuck to read carefully all the views.. remember reading his concepts of an ideal square jawed race with right amouts of conviction and ideals that must be destined to rule the world.

And then there are 'Rage of Angels' and 'The dooms day conspiracy' that i've borrowed from arvind.

I now need a break.... I'll go have some tea and come back to watch sholay (Hell NO!! not that stupid RGV flick).

Morning raga, et all..

Kanchipuram is special in some ways.It’s about freedom, to do what pleases you without giving a damn to what the ‘others’ think. It’s my life, and I’m living it king size. And in this umbrella of freedom, you find other things that please you too. For instance, let’s face it, you might catch me at Adyar Ananda Bhavan for a dinner and u can also find me at a NH-4 dhaba or Indian Cofee House any day. Okay, I do spend a lot of time at ICH, only for a single reason that the guys that work over there treat me like one their family members.. i get some free love away from home. And that’s what I like about Kanchi. It’s way too far from being elite and imortant. It’s for just about anyone. It doesn’t really matter how many zeros you have in your salary, because in this place, you can call yourself a king with a three with three zeroes folowing it..

The auto-wallah’s here in kancheepuram happen to be notoriously famous for their exorbitant fares and ingenuity in cramming in up to EIGHT people into an auto that would otherwise can accommodate comfortably three. Well my university had bestowed us with a bus service that would start off at inexplicable timings for a guy like me.. and that would mean I gotta get up early and THAT seems impossible and implausible. The guys give a who-do-you-think you are and what-the-devil is your chunter! if you have complaints in your mind.

So.. if you’ve never been a misanthrope all you life, you’ll certainly be one after the joy ride. I used to hate this in the beginning, but turned out kinda fun!.

Wow!!.. the sheer adrenaline rush as the auto careened while squaring the corner at a sixty with all the shitload that it can bear is amazing.

I go to Disneyland on a daily basis!!.

Gosh!! I must be motivated to keep myself alive somehow.