If one synchronised swimmer drowns, do all the rest have to drown too?

If you watch WWF, you know what a 'Tag' is. She gave me a list of five questions. So I'll do my best to answer them as honestly as possible (Truth? You want the truth? I can't handle the truth! ) and since 5 are far too less, I'll try to make some up on the way and answer them with the same honesty. Also since I love "Whose line is it anyway" this post goes as a dedication to that show, and I'll make it a point to answer every question with another…(the 'questions only' round in case you are wondering)... So here goes nothing…

 

1. What is your name?

            - If A is D, B is E, C is Z, X is Y, what is GREAT?

2. What have you done in life?

            - Does drinking 6 glasses of water everyday count?

3. Are you educated?

            - Is glass transparent?

4. Do you have a better half?

            - Are you single?

5. Have you been in a serious relationship ever?

            - Are you single?

6. Do you have the 'hots' for anyone?

            - Does M.J love children?

7. What are the two things you want to include in your sex life?

            - Are you implying anything?

8. Describe your most erotic fantasy.

            - Do the words, hill, stars, and solitaire mean anything to you?

9.  Which your favorite restaurant?

            - Isn't one like the rest?

10. Would you get a plastic surgery for kicks?

            - What makes you think I will like that?

11. Have you thought about your future?

            - Is the circus in town?

12.  Do you have bath everyday?

            - Do I look like I need to?

13. Do you like pizza?

            - Does a camel like igloos?

14. Have you ever tried underwear belonging to the opposite sex?

            - Is Paris Hilton a virgin?

15. Would you prefer dining with friends or family?

            - Would Bill rather be with Hillary or Monica?

16. Can you cook?

            - Did the delivery guy die?

17. If you wanted to vomit in public, where exactly would you do it?

            - Why do I always have to decide?

18. Would you rather be rich or in love?

            - Can I love money?

19. Mom or Girl-friends?

            - Hotmail or Gmail?

20. Comment about "love at first sight"

            - What do you think about the phrase "survival of the fittest"?

21. Favorite TV serial?

            - Didn't I already mention that?

22.  Favorite soft drink?

            - Can't we all get along?

23. What soap do you use?

            - Why do people bathe?

24. Thoughts about hairy noses?

            -  Do you really need to know?

25. You listen to music?

            - Does the pope like the bible?

26. When do you sleep?

            - When does the sun rise?

27. Are you bored answering this questionnaire?

            - Yes!

 

English - Who needs that? I'm never going to England! Or am I?

I am writin (note that there is no 'g' at the end, so that makes me "Cool, hip 'n' happening") this post not because I want to, but 'cause I have to! My online blogent suggested that I am losing readership cause of my sad and rarely updated posts. In case you are looking up 'blogent' in the dictionary, I suggest you don't, I just made it up. I'll explain.

You see, I was clicking on the top 'navigation-bar' to go to random blogs so that I can read new stuff and figure out whether I would be caught if I copied some posts directly and spend time on the internet in a constructive manner, most of the blogs that I came across had fonts not found on my computer and I never "Install additional fonts", and those which I could actually read had so many unfamiliar words. I was pretty bored with nothing to do and so I copied the entire texts onto word to find synonyms of god-knows-what-they-mean words. I noticed one thing, none had the red underlining, meaning not one spelling mistake. So I concluded that all the bloggers first write in word, use thesaurus as they please, then copy paste it to their blog. I then realized that blogger gives a free spell check utility, so sweet of them. Anyway, needless to say that half an hour wasted. But that's ok, we have 48 half hours daily.

Remembering this site I saw with this irc conversation regarding time, spending another 1/48 ^th of a day finding it…read on.

<zillion> Dammit. there needs to be more hours in a day. I was thinking.. And it seems to me, that it's possible to make more hours in a day

<zillion> slow down the earths rotational period by making an array of HUGE weights, on elevator like objects, around the entire world, and raising them & lowering them as we see fit.

<zillion> kinda stupid idea.. but it might work.

* RideR slaps zillion silly

<zillion> no really! stand on something that spins. Hold weights in your hands, and start spinning. As you spin, bring your hands into your chest, and see what happens.

<mrdata--> you spin faster

<zillion> You spin almost 2x faster.. seriously.. i might be onto something here.

<mrdata--> I think the figure skaters figured this out already

<RideR> zillion, yeah but do you realize how much rotational inertia the earth has...

<zillion> yeah. but none of them figured out how to make the earth spin faster, now, did they? :>

<RideR> zillion, that would just control how much light we received a day, you would still have to sleep ya know

<zillion> hehe.. then drop the bastiches ;)

<zillion> rider: yes, only an average of 8 hours.

<zillion> we could have longer work days.

<zillion> and add a day to our weeks.

<zillion> have shorter years.

<zillion> age slower

<zillion> longer days = longer nights.

<zillion> but a down side... if we slow earth's rotation down too much, we'd spiral closer into the sun.

<mrdata--> zillion: don't do it! :)

<zillion> I want to talk to someone about implementing such an idea.

<mrdata--> hehe

<zillion> laugh at me will you?! I'll throw this planet into the sun!

<mrdata--> if you do it.. make an X screensaver out of the model ;)

<zillion> hahaha

<zillion> rule.

<zillion> oh man. If I time it right, we could make it so earth colides with venus. then a third planet would probably be formed from the debris.

<zillion> and evolution would have to start all over. but wouldn't have enough time (only ~4.5 million yrs) until the sun becomes a red giant.

<zillion> and we'd all die. earth would be no more.

<zillion> whoa.. I just made a diabolical plan, worthy of any James bond movie! ;)

<zillion> you know! if we time it right, we could swing earth down past Venus.. like, 1 or 2 days before intersection, and slow it down enough, so we could have 2 planets collide with the sun!.. or not. :o

Being one among the smarter (if not the smartest) people on blogspot, I figured it was up to me to come up with new, improved words suitable (or not) for the English language. This is when I came up with blogent.

Blogent – noun

1. A person who acts on behalf of bloggers.

2. A person who manages business, financial or contractual matters for a blogger

3. A person who takes active participation in spreading the word around relating blog stuff.

Plural – Doesn't exist, 'cause no blogger can be represented by more than one blogent.

There you go, my first word!

Deviating a little off topic, did you hear Rita Coolidge's version of words? I am listening to it right now. Did you hear that the lyrics for that song came from her grandmother's uncle's gardener, (uncle as in father's brother and not any elderly unknown person as we use it in India)… it was passed on from generations in the family, then Rita's mom's cook was humming this tune, that's how Rita got the song, she had a lyrics (given to her on her 18 ^th birthday) and a tune. You haven't heard this? Well neither have I, so I guess it's not true.

Also my blogent suggested that I have a more personalized blog, using a personalized menu/template. After hours ( exactly 14min ) of searching, I downloaded a few templates and spent the better half of my day ( that is evening, I like it better than morning, its too bright in the morning ) trying to fix it up. Only succeeded to accomplish it on my Photo-Blog, the tables somehow are allergic to my posts here. Then I spent the remaining part of the evening watching TV.

Cable TV rocks, I have so many channels, few Japanese ( maybe Chinese I don't know ), I don't generally watch channels out of my comfort zone ( BBC,CNN,STAR World, ZEE Café, Travel n[notice the 'cool'ness] living, discovery, history, sports etc ) but sometimes when the net is down, I switch to Japanese (maybe Chinese I don't know ) just to get away from it all.

Since I didn't get the template up as I wanted, I convinced myself that it's the posts that define me and not the look of the blog! Yeah that's it, I don't like grapes, they are generally sour…

Such parting break the heart they fondly hope to heal.

A message from a friend,
“I’m off to the airport, kinda sad, kinda depressed. Am leaving behind a family, a family of friends, you’ve been a great friend, Thanks for the great years I’ve had. Thank you.”

Well got me into thinking, why people share such strong bonds, why is parting so difficult, why is goodbye such a hard word to say, why isn’t it see you later, why is it goodbye? Why?

Got a shock from another friend,
“Hey, I’m leaving Bangalore for good, this month end… I hope you’ll come to Hyderabad to visit me… we’ll meet when you come for a holiday”

Yeah I’ll meet you, I don’t let go so easily… have moved so often my entire life, dad being in the army… I was always the kid who was leaving, I was always the one sitting in the car,waving, hoping that I’ll meet new friends, hoping I’ll meet new hearts. Never thinking how those people I was waving to,felt, never wondering how many souls I managed to touch… a few weeks back, I was chatting with this person I knew from so long back, we were recalling our past, she remembered one evening when it was raining heavily, I ran up to her and shared my umbrella, dropped her till her house… I mean it was pretty logical to me, friend in need thing… but after 8 years she still remembers… her house was a little off my route, but I guess these small gestures really matter…

One of my friends told me,
“Hey, guess what, my tickets to Australia have been booked, I’m leaving first week of July”

It’s hard to leave something behind, wondering if you’ll ever see it again, it’s hard to leave something behind, wondering if you’ll ever feel it again…I don’t know if I’ll ever see them again, the world’s not that small a place, I just don’t know. At least one thing is good, everyone’s future is made, all of them know where they are heading, no one is playing with their future like me, for me, I just have to wait and watch.

One of my friends while graduation told the college,
“When I was leaving school, I was almost in tears. My teacher took me to this painting and asked what I saw, I said that I could see a few ships at a harbor. He then asked what I felt was wrong with the painting, I said nothing, cause they really wasn’t anything wrong, the painting was perfect. My teacher then told me, the ship doesn’t belong there, it belongs to the sea… the sea is hard, it is rough, it is scary, the harbor is where the ship is the safest…but the sea is where it belongs”

School was safe for me, college was safer, I don’t know what the world has to offer, but I’ll take what it gives me…
When I was leaving school, it wasn’t too hard, ‘cause I knew, I’ll meet most of my friends time and again, now I just am not too sure… have a few parties the next few days… after that.. everyone’s going here and there, but hey, life starts after college right?( or was it life begins at 30? ) But one thing’s for sure, when I need them, I just got to close my eyes and they will be with me, whenever I need them, I just reach out my hand, and they’ll be here… We only part to meet again...

A forward was being circulated around my college,
“Those late night coffee’s, those nightouts, those internals, those begging for marks, those horrible teachers, those 58 pathetic exams, that tension before results, those boring hours in class, those smses that we all enjoyed during class, those bunking classes, the awful labs, the many fests, the enjoyment… its all gone! Now you’re an engineer. “

Just don’t know how to let go...just don’t know if I want to let go...

The joy of engineering is to find a straight line on a double logarithmic diagram.

Finally it’s done, four years have gone by, its left barely a smile, ending a huge chapter of my life wouldn’t be easy… but it has to happen. Everybody fears change, it’s not always a bad thing… at least I hope so…
Four years have been good, great I would say, I have kept my scores up, got placed … you couldn’t have asked for more out of a B.E degree… but letting go is always so tough, you need something to hold on to… I almost went up to my teacher and asked if I could come back in case I had doubts, which I don’t generally do, ‘cause trust me, that saying “those who can, do, those who can’t, teach” isn’t a joke…

I did say that engineering would have been great, but last few months have been miserable in college… the juniors having so many tiffs with my classmates, so much so that those guys are breaking a 60 odd year old tradition by not giving us a farewell party…One thing they don’t realize is that they will be working under us in the companies that they join ( *evil laugh* )… apart from that, the constant battles with the X, its become a daily affair now… kinda like the daily routine, brush, bathe, argue…
Things escalated to such an extent today that I swore I won’t see that face again, ever! What else could I have given as a birthday present?? Eternal peace! The best gift I could possibly give…

Well technically speaking college is not yet over, I still have my project presentation, and there are high possibilities that I might have to give today’s paper again ( yeah, I didn’t do very well )… but that’s a small possibility… the college is giving a farewell to the outgoing batch, lunch included, but the several lunches I’ve had (for free) from the college was just a small quantity of bisi bele bath and curd rice… but still stealing that one sweet from my classmates plates was always a good challenge ( Oh, and did I mention that we cant take seconds? )… you can always take a new plate and start over again but that behavior results in glares from teachers and often resulted in a decrease in your internal assessment marks… For those of you interested I was(am) doing my Electrical and Electronics Engineering from M.S Ramaiah Institute of Technology…
The Party is on the 8th, but I wont be going, at least I don’t think I want to face you know who there, oh and those interested again, the X is(was) my classmate…and we dated for 2 years, well 1 year and 11 months for those keeping score…

But small issues aside college life was fun, no beer, drugs for me though… first semester was full of “wow check that out” , “ I heard she’s sleeping with him” , “I heard last night he got so drunk that he puked on himself”… second semester was more like “wow check that..who gives a shit” and that drawing subject( I hated that drafter)… third semester involved a lot of basket ball and bunking… fourth semester was Table Tennis / badminton time… fifth semester was the “getting hooked on to the relationship mode” _________________________________ memory lapse. Jokes aside, the journey was bumpy and rocky but what path isn’t … we had lots of fights, lots of tears shed…but somehow the good times, however few they might have been, always outshone the bad ones… there were some really bad times, but we pulled through it… but never once I heard the words “You’ve ruined my life” … I guess it was time to move on, countless apologies later, the dent is still there… I don’t know how I have done so, but…


Few memories of my college days will travel with me to my grave…those last minute assignments, bunking classes, canteen food, trips we took, those power station visits, the countless jokes that ran around, smsing in class, food court, winking games, uno, that last minute studying, complete nightouts, fests, the crowd… well the list is long, but you know what I realized… its not just a few memories I’ll carry with me, its those four years…