Don’t call me at +919884321443!

Disclaimer: I believe, this is not one of the riveting piece, that is ever written, so if you sense this as something lousy, please bear with me. Furthermore, this entry has got nothing to do with numbers nor I’m going to brag about the offers, the damned service providers come up with. Also, having displayed my number here, I don’t want any anonymous creatures to start, snooping around, trying to reach me, or for the sake of seeking solace, try to strike up a conversation with me. Eh, reminding me of corny conversations? I loath ‘em very much! I’ve had enough of ‘em. Those are creepy-crawly stuffs.

From HUTCH: Hi, W.e.f 23 Aug’ 07, SMS promo pack of 100 free local sms @ Re. 1 rental/day will change to local sms @ 5p/sms at Re. 1 daily rental.

Conversations have grown quieter and so have I. Oh Jesus! Where is this world heading to? Pathetic, huh? I woke up one morning, receiving this message from the service provider, greeting me with a bittersweet welcome on a damned day. I decided to ignore it and again, I tried to snatch a light nap in the wee hours of the morning. But no, that was kind of exasperating. Then, I decided, I’ll call the customer care and inquire about it or at least, ask him/her to expand W.e.f for me. World Economic Forum? World Environment Fund? or With Effect From? Err., whatever! Ugh! Again, a big no, I felt it was something unnecessary. Strange things started filling up my mind. Then, when I got back to my senses, I had a feeling, I’d never relish those endless conversations, anymore through the text. It was distressing and my mind started wandering everywhere. Whatever it is, I don’t give a damn about these silly things, do I?. Eh, I then decided to carry on with my usual routine.

Wishes galore! Here, there, everywhere! The greetings started flooding my Inbox in my mail, on my mobile, and elsewhere. It was the 30th of August and it was my birthday too! I felt elated that I’ve turned 21 and I’m no more a teen-ager. It was her turn and I was waiting for her to wish me on my birthday; a text message, at least. Fearing, I’d end up penniless by the end of the day, I decided not to touch my cell phone and try, attending the calls on them, instead. Meanwhile, my brother also promised me that, hereafter, he’ll never re-charge my account. It finally dawned on me for a while that I was becoming bankrupt too! Later on, as I was surfing the internet, trying to download some e-books, I came across a writer named Paulo Coelho. Not to forget that he was on the list of the top 100 authors and found his name interesting too. Paulo Coelho, I mumbled, and finally decided to get one of his books from the lending library, the week before the last.

Meanwhile, with the amber light flash of the signal, I was waiting anxiously for it to turn green and the dark clouds threatening a heavy rain was always on the cards. I was on my way to the lending library, riding on my dad’s bike. When I reached there and asked for the book “The Alchemist”, the librarian asked me, who the author was. Fearing, I’d mispronounce his surname, I simply said, Paulo. But it was not in that way, the name was stored on the database. I was wondering, while pronouncing his last name, which letter was silent, the o or the e? As a matter of fact, I had no problems with the enunciation of his first name. So I decided to tell it out in a low voice, I mumbled again. Eventually, I ended up mispronouncing the name and the librarian started rolling with laughter! Later on, I convinced her, saying that, Mark Twain had no respect for a man who could spell/pronounce a word/name, in one way and that, I was an avid reader and a blind follower of his books. Humor me!

Much to my disgust, I was asked to hand over the book within a week’s time. With the embarrassment on my face, I decided to leave the place, right away. I checked my Inbox again. I found nothing at all. She(“She”, does not refer to the librarian) very well knew, it was my birthday. But how was I supposed to remind her, again? Call her up and oblige her? Err, no. Nothing of that cheap business. I, wished her on her birthday in such a way that no soul on this earth would have wished. Good heavens! Where in God’s name did something go wrong? Eh, she didn’t even have that courtesy to wish me on that auspicious day. Trying to console myself, I presumed, that, she’s a bit oblivious these days. Damn! Oblivious old age! Eh, when will all the things revert back? Ah, that’s when the pigs grow wings, let’s assume.

P.S- I’m serious about this title. I’m not going to use my cell phone for any sort of communication or will I ever say that, it’s the best device to stay connected. No, not anymore. No more forwards or morning/evening wishes. I’m going to spam ‘em all! I’ll use it for the sake of entertainment, something that is diverting and that holds attention, like listening to songs or at least, with a 2.0 MP camera, I’ll try out my skills at photography. Good-byes!
Laters!

If they do, I’ll too!

Disclaimer- First of all, a disclaimer. This blog entry is not intended to scathe anyone’s moral sensitivity or social heritage or emotional state. Take this with a pinch of salt and a whole lot of humor. And after reading this entry, I don’t want to receive any God damned death threats from anyone or even, don’t ever try to jeopardize me. If you feel that you’ll take offense, then for Pete’s sake, I request you, not to read this entry. I’m writing this for sheer nonsense and perhaps, shit guaranteed from this post.

I claim,

1) Kerala is God’s own country.
2) Kerala is India’s most advanced society.
3) Kerala enjoys the unique geographical features.
4) Kerala has got 100% literate people.
5) Kerala is peaceful and pristine, also India’s cleanest state.

The above claims are not ancient stories, nor idealized conceptions, nor false beliefs, non-existent myths, nor restricted trivias, nor lousy one-liners. They are nothing but the truth! These claims also goes out to those bastards who made fun of the most beautiful place on earth, and who never missed any damned opportunity to hurl abuses at mallus. By now, you should have figured what this entry is all about. Yeah, this is regarding the darned educational tour, which was arranged for a 5 day visit to places like Calicut, Wayanad, and Ooty. I really did not expect my fellow mates to turn uncongenial to me for the dissatisfied culinary art or for the fact that they had no appetite for our delicacies.

Right from the moment they stepped their darned foot on our soil, they began their unfavourable judgments. God damned criticisms, I should say. In fact, I received some severe criticisms from everyone and to my agony, there was not even one darned constructive criticism. Those fuckin’ eunuchs! I was at the receiving end bearing everything, clearing my throat every time and finding a litany of excuses for all things. I was dumbfounded for all the questions put forth by them and I was secluded from the rest. Sigh! Poor me. I felt like spitting on their darn faces and what did they think of me? A drug peddler who is questioned for trafficking drugs?

It was such an uncongenial atmosphere everywhere for me and responding to them? err, I felt like it was useless fighting a losing battle. The one thing that irked me about them, was that, they never missed an opportunity to hurl insults at me. In fact, they criticized and ridiculed the hell out of me. I was here and there, and heading nowhere. I was everyone’s target and I felt like a solitary traveler lacking companions or companionship. Subjugation at its worst, and what else? A maddening experience altogether. Oh goodness! I keep asking myself, how on earth, did I stand all that?

What if I had no intentions of making it for the tour? What if it was not at all arranged? What if I was not born a mallu? What if I was one among them? What if I was not born at all? Sigh! Personal questions. I’d not have posted this entry!

At the end of the day, I pat myself on the shoulder and whisper

I’ve had an exasperating feel, yet another exasperating day, in fact an exasperating tour.

IMPORTANT: I’m from mallu land and I’m proud to be a fraud mallu!

Eventually, I can now breathe a sigh of relief and, feeling pleased and satisfied that I’ve retaliated, I say check mate!
Sigh!

P.S.- I bespeak, don’t take this entry seriously. Pardon me for my vulgar language, once and for all. I treat everyone related to this as my ally. Also, going by the title, no pun intended. Perhaps, this is not meant to be read by anyone who takes things seriously. I stress, kindly don’t take anything to the heart. Kindly note, don’t argue! Thank you.

Anchors at bay.

Going by this title, I did not mean a heavy object that is used to attach a ship at some specific point or did i mean a mechanical device that prevents a vessel from moving. I mean the Television anchors on Sun music, who at any point of time may make you brain sick with their stipulated valuable time.

IMPORTANT: This post goes out to those anchors who still don’t have an idea of presenting a show. They are the public faces of these live shows, I know. So, hiding some of the proper nouns. Infact no sobriquets too!

Sun Music in abeyance? remains a million dollar question, as the music channel is being banned for sometime or maybe longer and the reason obviously being that they bring in a dislike to the on-lookers who are presumably glued to their television sets. Do they at any point of time ever think that they are in front of the 62,405,679(I wonder atleast a quarter of this number watch) people of Tamil Nadu or the fact that they are in front of the camera? Perhaps, they have a set of questions to each and every caller, infact the female anchors will never shut their big fat trap unless the caller assures that she is gorgeous. Well, here goes the questions.

1. Sun Music kku vanakkam (Welcome to sun music)
Unga peru enna? (What’s your name?)
Ok, i agree. Only with this will you address the caller. This is such a
bittersweet welcome.

2. Engerunthu koopiduringae?(Where are you calling from?)
Wtf? Why is he/she asking this for? Is he/she going to visit that place some time
or wants to plant daisies there?

3. Ena panuringae? padikiringala? (What are you doing? Studying?)
Perhaps, a basic question. Just for the sake of asking a question he/she inquires
this.

4. Enthae classla? (Which class are you in?)
For Pete’s sake is it necessary to know in which class the caller is in? As if
he/she is going to keep it in his/her memory. No, never. Once the receiver is hung
everything out of sight, infact out of his/her database.

5. Vitilae verae yarru ellam irukangae? (Who all are there at home other than you?)
Honestly speaking, why is he/she investigating all these? Don’t you feel it
weird when some stranger triggers this question to you? Infact, I do. More
importantly, are they aware that we viewers are subjected to this pure
unadulterated torture, why should the viewers know who all are there in the
caller’s family?

6. Ungalluku enna pattu venum? (Which song do you want?)
Note that the sole purpose of this show comes to limelight only now. Infact till
now, the caller was subjected some kind of absurdity. The anchor now feels
enlightened that he/she has asked this question. Why don’t they shoot out this
question at the start?

7. Yarukellam dedicate pannanum? (To whom do
you want to dedicate this song?)
This is such a fuckin question. Perhaps, the caller has a long endless list.
He/she dedicates it to every Tom, Dick and Harry in the world and the anchor
remains dumbfounded. In a matter of minutes, as he/she finds himself/herself
not on the list he/she starts cursing her/himself, Oh for what the fuck did i
ask such a stupefied question. Oh, infact what a bummer?

8. Infact, this is not a question, mind you. This is perhaps the dumb fuck messages
that pops on the screen every now and then which barely makes any sense. This is
indeed the service provider’s idea to dump the viewers and invest a helluva
money.

Eventually, the song is played and what a pity it is, for the viewers to wait for such a long time. Yuck, let’s have a corner for those freaks who simply keep punching their damn fingers on the number pad simply for getting connected. Meanwhile, why don’t the anchors be a bit creative in their style. Take for instance the anchors on M TV or Channel V or simply SS MUSIC. Why don’t they learn from them or atleast copy their ideas? VJ Lekha to exemplify, is a wonderful anchor. She always comes in with questions which arouses attention and curiosity. Infact she makes you think for a while. The other one who is worthy of mention is Cyrus Broacha. Anchors elsewhere suck!
FARTS ON THE OTHER ANCHORS FOR BEING SO BORING AND SICKENING TO THE VIEWERS!

Please, give me a pen to write!

It was a usual day in my native place with dark clouds prevailing and perhaps a big a threat of rain. After a sumptuous meal, I was traveling in a private bus and as the bus gradually halted at a stop, I could hear a song from somewhere in the air. It was really pleasing to the ears, I was wondering who would have written that script for that wonderfully depicted song. In fact it would have taken a decade to craft that! I should say it was nostalgic! On the spur of the moment, I felt like noting down the lyrics for that beautifully crafted song. I was reaching out for a pen and a piece of paper and finally settled for one from my friend. Abruptly, I started writing and after a few words I noted that the momentum was lost. My handwriting was terrible and nothing was legible. Later, when I was referring to some information in my file, I came across a credential; this is perhaps some years back, I received a certificate like the one below:

UNION CHRISTIAN MATRICULATION
HIGHER SECONDARY SCHOOL
CHETPET MADRAS-600031.

This is to certify that Sarin Gopan
of standard IV won the *first/second/third
place in English Handwriting held on 26/11/1995.

&

UNION CHRISTIAN MATRICULATION
HIGHER SECONDARY SCHOOL
CHETPET MADRAS-600031.

This is to certify that Sarin Gopan
of standard IV won the first/*second/third
place in Hindi Handwriting held on 26/11/1995.

I remember the days when my teacher used to admire my style of writing but then, now? Was I the student who used to get accolades, tributes, honor, compliments, awards and, praises for that creative work of mine? I even ask myself that stupefying question every time when someone stares at me after seeing my inscription! “Oh wtf is this?” Writing is something I’m not obsessed with for the time being but once upon a time I could write at great length which was very much vivid and lifelike. It was really picturesque, perhaps my records says it all. But now it’s something irksome , annoying, irritating, exasperating and bothersome!

The realization that my handwriting was awful came upon when I was in my XI grade. My handwriting was not that good in my high school but I could maintain a legible fare at least in my examination papers. Oh exams?, I still remember how my headmaster used to criticize me for my handwriting during the PTA. I was screwed up every time I went to meet him with my parents. Perhaps i had to take the rebuke with only a smile on my face! Well, I had read from somewhere that a handwriting reflects the personality of an individual and a steady hand-writing with no left or right slant portrays an upright, honest and a smart personality.

Perhaps mine is very much slanting to the right and ironically, in math; all my numbers, symbols, operators and determinants inclined to the right. Mastering languages like Malayalam and Tamil in reading and writing, there’s no slant involved when writing those two languages; but why, when it comes to English and Hindi? Is that because I was taught English and Hindi in school or is that because I learned( or learnt ) Malayalam and Tamil on my own?( recently I remember a close friend of mine, pretty amazed when he glanced into my classwork and raised a question, “Oh man! Is this the way you write? Your writing has changed a lot; hasen’t it?”). I still don’t have an idea! Perhaps, this is something weird!!!

At school, writing was boundless and needless to say, in college it’s limited. So I never maintained a proper note but when I consider myself as a blogger I’m least-bothered about the slant or the inclination. Indeed there’s much writing involved here! Pointless to say that I can use bold letters, italics and etcetera etcetera feeling that I’m a blogger now and passionate about this style of writing! eventually, I acknowledge my writing and let’s not forget something from the Bible, in someway related to this entry

“Pen” is mightier than the sword;

and not to confuse this with

Penis mightier than the sword!

Grumbling from college!

Disclaimer: This post has nothing to do with Anna University and it’s VC. This is all a myth. So no offence meant!

Blogger? Oh crazy me. I have never blogged for the past one month. Ok fine, I hope I’ll update my blog regularly from here on but assurance not guaranteed! It’s because

1. I forgot that I’m a blogger.
2. I’m lazy to post entries.
3. Too busy doing something else.
4. These days I’m actually out of ideas,it’s a monotonous life out here.
5. Viruses, worms and trojans making my system idle. That’s because no proper anti-viruses available these days. Infact these viruses are more resistant.
6. After windows re-install, I forget to save my blog’s URL in the address bar.
7. I rack my brain hard to recollect the past events!
8. My life has been completely uneventful, it’s quite dreary. So striving really hard to make it a little eventful.
9. A question arises every time, is anyone even reading this blog?
10. Finally I lose my power to put a few sentences together and string a proper sentence!
Anyway leave those things aside now! Last month I was caught by one of the lecturers of my computer science department, but for what? Please read on.

Anna university has been driving the students crazy these days with their novel ideas and innovations. Everyone are really fed up with the rules and regulations put forth by them. They are finding new ways of torturing students.excerpts from the conversation:

“Vish: People, we gather here on the cause of torturing students. Any new ideas?
X: how about bringing in a haircut for girls too? Or how about a ban on black underwears?
Y: Or on sports shoes, only leather shoes show professionalism.
etcetra etcetra etcetra!

Vish: Hmmm why not? What else?
X: How about a ban on cycles and motor bikes? So that we can make bus fee mandatory?
Y: Yeah we can bring in a hike there!

Vish: How about no more canteens?, the place is plagued with ground nuts and implants!!!
X: Why not dog tags for students and spy cameras in toilets?
Z: No no, these bans are futile. They are still happy after the bans. How about releasing the results on 14th february morning. So we can ruin the Valentine’s day special. He he he!
Vichu: That is a good idea.
Z: You are promoted as the dean and I will go fax this new rule to all the affiliated colleges”. This was something i overheard when i visited Anna university the last time with my friend, who had to file a complaint against his college and let’s not forget, this is “ANNA UNIVERSITY”

Well, to tell you something my mobile was seized by one of the lecturers during class hours but it was while “MAMA”, Bala Sundaram it is( it’s actually his sobriquet ), was having my phone, don’t dare call him him that way. He was caught red-handed by one of the lecturers of our department and he had no other option other than handing over the mobile to her. I was actually in the internet lab taking some printouts and things like that. So when I returned to the class I was in for something surprising. A weird feeling, a feeling that creeped through my mind saying that some property of mine will get damaged or will get lost. When I entered inside the room my mobile was on the teacher’s desk. It was like “Oh WTF?”. I soon realized it was mine and really found myself kicking.

I decided to go straight to the teacher’s desk and bring back my mobile phone but I was not allowed to do that. Instead, I went straight to her(lecturer) and before I could start she had a wicked look on her face and said a big “NO”. ‘No Sarin, no. I won’t give the phone back. Collect it from me after your semester exams’. Oh god 2 months of boredom, I thought. To say the least, I was really pissed off in front of her. Many of my class mates too came to my rescue but everything I should say was in vain. Oh God pity me this time, won’t you? I was kind of damn sure that somehow or the other I’ll get my mobile back. My motto was “NO MOBILE;NO WAY,BACK HOME”. It was evening time and nearly time to leave. The situation still the same and eventually after an unspecified period of time the bell rang “TRRRNG”!

The lecturer was a bit adamant, planning to leave from the campus and leave to her hostel but before she could leave I got rid of her. I said with a disturbing tone “Ma’am please forgive me this time, I won’t repeat”. I started crying too! She was least bothered. Finally after trying out different attempts like my father will slaughter me, my brother will butcher me, I’ll commit suicide,she felt something for me and made her way to her hostel to bring it back. The situation was something like this. I was in front of the girl’s hostel and got a weird feeling and doubted whether I was the security for that place! By the time I was waiting there, the buses left the college campus. I stood undisturbed. Girls passing by took a note of me and started wondering for what f***** reason I was standing there!

The lecturer was searching for me from 100 metres, I think. She thought that I would have made my way back home. But NO, I was still there! She finally walked back the same distance and returned my mobile back with a bundle of advices! BUZZ OFF please! So off i went home catching a line bus and reached home with some trouble. My college bus was still waiting there! I was in for a surprise here also! Some juniors were caught breaking the window glass of the bus, but they never accepted it anyway! So the management took a decision. It was to be equally shared by everyone one of us. The fine was a big amount really and I escaped. I should say “Ban saved me”! Many thanks ANNA UNIVERSITY!

Random crap from WC!

Flash news:Indian coach Greg Chappel found dead in his hotel room.will soon be soon seen in your favourite news channels.don’t miss it!
OMG!?!?!?!

This is a forward I received earlier this morning from my friend Bala Sundaram, who I suppose is an ardent supporter of the Pakistani cricket team. WTF? I have no fuckin clue what he is upto. Now leave that aside. Cricket I suppose is a gentleman’s game and anything and everything can happen in cricket.

The ICC Cricket WC 2007, West Indies started off with a dasher. The opener was a clash between the host, the West Indies and the terrorists a.k.a the pakistanis, the bloody buggers of the game. The home team started off in style winning the opening match of the tournament. That was obvious and Windies losing to them was always not on the cards. Perhaps I got it right the first time. Infact everyone knows that these preliminaries are very much annoying to watch but Saturday’s game was very different! The MEN IN BLUE were outplayed in all departments of the game, thanks to a clinical performance by the minnows; the Bangladeshis! It was never a knock out for team India, eventually they lost! The minnows desperately deserved a win. Coach Greg Chappel was rendered confounded by the questions posed by the reporters after that loss. There were still rumours that even coach Greg Chappel would commit suicide soon. Perhaps that defeat certainly brought shock especially to the fans out here in India. They started reacting violently burning effigies, destructing land properties etc etc etc.bullshit! If they don’t perform well obviously their families will be targeted. Presumably that’s all a crap!

The other encounter was even more interesting. The other minnows of the tournament namely Ireland shut the door on Pakistan when they outplayed them winning by a margin of 3 wickets. It was like WTF?this was Ireland’s debut and they have sent a mighty team out of the world cup. That’s really interesting anyway. Hats off to team Ireland. Within 24 hours after they lost the game something of this sort happened.Bob Woolmer, Pakistani coach dead.2 days later it was confirmed that he was murdered and not a suicide attack! He was found dead in his hotel with strangulation marks around his neck. Obviously some one from the Pakistan team or the management should have committed that. Moreover the entry of outsiders is strictly prohibited and that makes it even easier for the Jamaican police to envisage the guilty! The question remains here is for what was he murdered? Was it for Pakistan’s early exit from the WC?or was it because he was writing about the bookies in Pakistan in his book which was later to be published? Or was it beyond cricketing reasons that he was murdered? I feel pity for that human being. As a mark of respect WC should stop at once. Oh good heavens, what went wrong?

Coaches win matches! Of course not, the coaches are never responsible for any form of defeat! It’s all in the hands of the captain and his fellow team mates. But local people have a different perspective, they see things differently and they are of the view that, as a coach of a particular team he is responsible for whatever that happens to a team, so he should be sacked!

Pakistanis are bloody terrorists, they have ruined that game altogether. They should never be allowed to play cricket! WC should stop here!

P.S. If you don’t know what WC is, you suck!

World Cup Mania:the HUNGAMA begins!

Well,this has very much desperately,provoked me to post this entry.gosh,what a scorecard was that with more than 500+ odd runs scored with more than 5 overs to spare and what a treat it was to watch the 2nd innings display by the MEN IN BLUE!perhaps that now team India have endeavored something keeping the big occasion,the World Cup in mind.infact,talking about the World Cup,the ICC(Indian Cricket Council) Cricket World Cup 2007,one of the biggest sporting events in the world is coming to the West Indies in 2007.Matches will be held in March and April in Jamaica,St.Vincent,Trinidad & Tobago,Barbados,St.Kitts and Nevis, and St.Lucia, with the final scheduled for April 28 in Barbados and from now on,21 days 22 hours 47 minutes and 43 seconds only,is the time remaining for the world cup to commence.perhaps,hosting the Cricket World Cup 2007 will be a matter of huge prestige for a nation especially the West Indies.

here is the schedule for the 2007 Cricket World Cup!

coming back to the first link,team India are really on a high after clinching the series 2-1 in the 4 match Sri Lanka tour of India series and with this victory they can now position themselves as being one of the tough contenders for the big stage.earlier India thrashed the West Indian team in the recently concluded series in India but they are very much lagging behind in points in the table here,so watch out team India you are behind by a big margin!obviously,now the stage is set and all the teams have announced their 15 member squad.no wonder,Sourav Ganguly has also been included in the probables list and to say the least he will be there in the playing eleven too.perhaps,he came back with a vengeance and he has proved his worth!thanks dada,you are a worth mention here in my blog!

what more?after losing the series 2-0 against England,the former world champions have been facing even more disasters;Kiwis celebrated an historic clean sweep over Australia in the Chappell-Hadlee one-day cricket series 3-0(just check this link here) and making them lose the number one spot in the ICC rankings.holy shit!what is happening around?with the scores over 300 in all the 3 matches,the Kiwis have completely demoralised the world champions!perhaps Brett Lee has been ruled out of the world cup because of an ankle-injury.so fitness,really a concern for the Aussies now and making things really easy for other teams;but we can’t write off the World Champions so eaisly,can we?we can’t expect how they’ll perform in the World Cup matches.”Aussies”!yeah they are the world champions and they still deserve to be the world champions!BEST OF LUCK,Aussies!

coming to Team India again,the Indian national selectors have included out-of-form Virender Sehwag and Irfan Pathan in the 15-man squad for the ICC Cricket World Cup 2007 which will be played in the West Indies.Mohammed Kaif,Ramesh Powar and Suresh Raina did not get a place in the squad and as was expected, stylish batsman VVS Laxman was also ignored.Yuvraj Singh has been included and so are Robin Uthappa and Dinesh Karthik. The team: Rahul Dravid (captain),Sachin Tendulkar (vice-captain), Sourav Ganguly,Robin Uthappa,Dinesh Karthik,MS Dhoni,Anil Kumble,Harbhajan Singh,Munaf Patel,S Sreesanth,Irfan Pathan,Yuvraj Singh,Virender Sehwag,Ajit Agarkar and Zaheer Khan.

finally i have my playing eleven;the team includes 6 regular batsmen including 1 wicket keeper and 4 frontline bowlers.Robin Uthappa and Sourav Ganguly as openers,Tendulkar(1 down),Dravid(2 down),Yuveraj(3 down),Dhoni(4 down) and Pathan,Agarkar,Zaheer and Harbhajan can fill the remaining positions.obviously,we do not have a fifth regular bowling option,so that is a cause for concern.any suggestions?

P.S-The picture to the top is the official logo of ICC Cricket World Cup 2007;
Teams :16(from 97 entrants)
Host :West Indies
Matches played :51.

HUTCH:the big daddy of networks…Wherever you go our network follows!

DISCLAIMER:this title maybe misleading;as i had no other title to choose,i opted for something like this.so reader’s discretion advised:(
Perhaps,I dont claim the above title now,but i reckon it was once the best network available in town and it was for that reason did i opt HUTCH.

HUTCH:IMPORTANT HUTCH ANNOUNCEMENT;local sms on *Special days like Jan 26 will be charged @ 25ps,national sms @ Re 1,international sms @ Rs 5.for your kind information please.

HUTCH:your HUTCH number will expire soon.please recharge immediately to enjoy uninterrupted services.

HUTCH:one month validity and Rs 92 talktime on a recharge of Rs 250.recharge now and enjoy HUTCH!

what are you looking at?!?!?!
well,these were some of the forwards i received in my Inbox on the 24th of Jan,2007.
WTF?

from the first HUTCH statement:

i loathe these service providers be it HUTCH,AIRCEL,AIRTEL,BSNL or whatever the network is!first my service provider,HUTCH limited the sms count to 100.i stood bemused and i even wondered what am i going to do with 100sms/day?!?!?!.i felt it was more than sufficient and moreover to tell you something,this has rapidly declined the number of forwards that i used to receive months before.perhaps only a handful of my friends put up a good conversation with me.obviously,weeks before i didn’t know what those *Special days were(regarding the first HUTCH announcement,and i received somewhat the same content a month before but with different charges) until i called up my friend and discussed it with him!guess what,it was on the 31st did i ever come to know that Ramzan was also a special day.my dad had a problem while checking his account balance on his mobile and told me that the usual sms count was found missing.as it was the new year eve i forwarded a lot of new year greetings to everyone i know and to my surprise when i checked my balance ,goodness me!!!i lost 30 odd Rs on that particular day and to whom should i complain?(my advice to HUTCH users;while checking your balance just make sure you have that sms count displayed.so check daily and confirm it whether it is a *Special day or not!)so the very next day i called up the customer care and reported the problem to him.the customer care executive i talked to was too young for his job;he was rendered confounded by the questions i posed and he rather stood bewildered.he was not experienced to attend the customer’s call or he was not in a position to answer either.so note one thing here,i never got a proper response from him nor did the other executives react properly to this situation either!

from the second HUTCH statement:

now sending *100# from my mobile i have something displayed like this:”get patriotic quotes and facts with Republic day Hutch Alerts.dial *123*26# to activate at Rs30 one time.validity 30/01/2007.Balance:Rs 39.15.Free sms left:100″.(oh,but today is the 26th of Jan,right?Republic day huh?but how did i get that sms count displayed here,i mean today?is it not a “*Special day” from the service provider’s perspective???now how did that happen?).Feel free!today is only the 26th of Jan and i have approximately 5 days left for my validity to expire.so nothing to worry about and the next remaining days my inbox will be flooded;i will receive messages from HUTCH telling me to recharge my account as soon as possible to enjoy exciting deals and uninterrupted services and a monthly call reminding me to do the same(i am very much pleased;atleast,they do something like this).till now i have received 2 of them but this might go on,and on and on till i recharge my account!as i am bankrupt now i will have to plead with my brother for a 330Rs recharge!

from the third HUTCH statement:

now if i recharge my account for Rs330 i will be getting a talktime of 130 odd Rs i reckon.now where is the remaining amount going?i know it is for the tax;but when you deduce that more than half of the amount is going elsewhere,you think this is something ridiculous?don’t you?and from that 130 odd Rs,Rs 30 is given away for my CT(Caller Tune).so Rs 100 left every month for me to make calls and besides the 25ps for sending messages on *Special days.and what if i include my daily rent for messages also?one month makes it another 30 bucks!so,this still reduces my talktime making it 70 odd Rs altogether!furthermore i had plans to go for MMS and GPRS activation on my mobile,so i called up customer care just to confirm the monthly rental charge and one of the customer care executives said Rs49/month and extra charges for downloads and other stuffs!(just see how these service providers invest a helluva money)!taking all this into consideration,if i pick up the receiver and if my mom finds me making calls from either of the landlines,she says:”Sarin,then for what reason do you own one phone?if this continues then i will have to surrender the land line connection“.BANG goes the receiver down!oh Christ,what an unexciting life this is?btw while discussing these issues i came across some interesting links! do check themm

Vodafone plans to bid for Hutchison Essar and Vodafone mulls alternate to buy Hutch-Essar

NOTE:those *Special days means the National holidays in the service provider’s slang!

Getting tagged

This is just a random post from me.obviously i had nothing to post or any new events either.Ok the truth is i haven’t been actually ‘tagged’ and I just found a lot of people tagging each other in the blog world with different questions and so thought of tagging myself.perhaps no one tagged me but a random blog i visited the other day told me that i can participate!here is the link but i have come up with really different questions here!

Ten Firsts:

First Best Friend:Manu Thankaji,once my neighbor but not now.
First Vehicle:Hercules AXN cycle
First Crush:i guess it was Merlin George:(
First Movie: Nayagan, when i was 4 yrs old
First Kiss:!?!?!?
First Book:i suppose it was some Sherlock Holmes series;His Last Bow.
First Tape: Pardes
First School:Union Christian school at Chetpet(such a weird question but the thing is that i studied in 3 different schools)
First Accident:long back,some 2 years i reckon;my father’s bike was terribly damaged and the repairs went around one thousand Rs(Rs 1000)!
First Love:My parents.

Nine Lasts:

Last Alcoholic Beverage:yeah KINGFISHER,i just loved every drop of it.cheers!!!
Last Bike Ride:to my friend’s house @ Velacherri.
Last Movie: ‘The Fight Club’.
Last Expletive used:WTF?
Last Book I couldn’t get past the preface of:M.K.Gandhi – An Autobiography (or) The Story Of My Experiments With Truth(ROFL).sorry i had something to fill in here,so please excuse.
Last time I cried:the last time i saw Manichitrathazhu(the original version of Chrandramukhi;released long back)on tv recently!
Last TV character that made me laugh:Cyrus Broacha in “The Week That Wasn’t”
Last song i heard:Please Forgive Me(Bryan Adams)
Last blog i visited:Prithz blog

Eight Have You Ever:

Dated one of your best friends:yeah,i have.
Been arrested: Not yet !
Been on TV: nope!
Written a poem: Yeah sometime in college,when i was ragged by my senior and he threatened me to write one.
Been out of the country: Nope. what an unexciting life?!?!?!
Fantasized about a cartoon character: Naah!
Been to your girl friend’s house atleast once:yes I have;two times.
Eaten at your college mess:it was a sort of compulsion,so i had to!

Seven Things I Can Do:

Can summarize all the phone numbers in my mobile
Watch more than 10 episodes of PCO;the show hosted by VJ LEKHA the hottest babe on SS Music in 1 day.
i am a good runner;i can even race a train(ROFL ROFL ROFL)
Eat chocolate cake, chocolate ice cream, chocolate chip cookies,chocolate drink and still not be bored of chocolate!!:)
Talk over the phone, watch Tv and yet finish Homework ..all the same time!(talk about multi tasking)
Make salad at 2 in the night for a midnight snack.
Imitate people(only a handful)!

Six Celebrity Crushes:

Angelina Jolie
Rachel Weisz
Latetitia Casta
Priyanka Chopra
Kangana Renaut
Asin

Five great Albums i can’t live without:

Colonial Cousins
Falguni Pathak
DJ Dolls
Savage Garden
The Rasmus

Four Greatest Fears:

My Geography Teacher;she was a moron and really wicked!
Death
Unrequited love
Blood

Three Sacrifices I’d make:

Lose sleep to study for an exam.
‘Almost’ anything to keep parents and
best friends happy.

Two Things I’d want to do before I die:

Write a good book and make it a best seller!
Fall in love and never out of it.

One thing I hope for myself:

Hmmm….i hope to be happy and content with all that i have ,forever!
and now if you want to participate and if you don’t have anything to post just read this and consider yourself tagged!!!

hopeless romantics

Disclaimer:first of all a disclaimer!perhaps e girl will be worried if people would confuse this post with her,sorry!in truth it has nothing to do with her.second of all if you happen to be one of the victims;i am extremely sorry if i have hurt your feelings.

i got up very early this morning and i found myself in the midst of something.i started wondering how stupid,girls really are?aren’t they?i was in a state of predicament or completely in a fix,whether to post this entry or not?anyway i have to discuss this with you.i even flipped a one rupee coin to see whether i really have to post this entry or not!HEADS IT IS!!!so here i am to post.
Part-1
this incident started when i was in my pre-degree 1st year and this lasted for a year or two,or three i reckon.well,it was the first day in my new school and everything was new to me,infact the ambience,to say it all.a horde of students were urged to enter a big classroom and me being one among them.it was one fine first day in school and i happened to meet a girl;the girl of my life and i was really stunned when i saw her for the first time and finally she was my class mate,with these qualities loaded in her one would really fall in love with her and i was no exception there.i should say,the first time i saw her i fell in love with her and i became really crazy about her.

things just went leisurely and at snail’s pace.i had much time to talk but i did nothing,perhaps nothing!2 years later,i thought everything ended there;but it was not so.there was something between me and her and we met again.so this time i never took things so easy;i tried to create some impression.somewhere on my way i met a close friend of mine and hurray my joy knew no bounds,i got her landline number from him and that was all sufficient for the time being.having the number in my hand i decided to make an attempt and this was the first time i was upto something like this.i say i have never been like this before.i dialed the number ********,then the phone rings TRING TRING TRING and in the third ring ’she’ picks up the receiver.goodness me!!!i felt happy that she picked up the receiver,so i starting posing some interesting questions.she felt it really weird and the reason was i did not have any idea what or how to ask.it was all a sycophancy and finally she asked my e-mail id before ending the call.it was pretty nervous but i managed the situation like one cool-headed guy.
Next day i e-mailed her typing in something and to my surprise i received a reply from her.days scrolled slowly and so was my love and after some months passed by,i felt as if there was a delayed response from her.from then my eternal love started to subside or because of some rumor saying she had some affairs with another guy.one fine day i received a mail stating that she was busy with her internals and even assured me that her inbox was piled with messages.there was an interesting line that caught my attraction.it was something like “im falling in love with” and then the continuation…i finally decided to give this a go.what would my stupid brain think of a statement like this?well,i said what came to my mind and told her not to take this seriously and i even kept repeating it very often in my reply.

fortunately the very next day i had time to check my mails in my college and i guess it was some lab hour.my friend Vinod was sitting beside me as i opened her mail i thought something was going to blow up!!!this was her reply:”Sarin,i have been tolerating this from the very begining.i tell you;this will be my last mail to you and it won’t take much time for me to spam your mails.(oh Christ,did i ever indiscriminately;send unsolicited,unwanted,irrelevant,or inappropriate messages in mass quantities or did i flood the internet with many copies of the same message or in addition did i become a nuisance to her,in anyway or the other?WTF?)……………..and then finally,apologies wont be accepted.bye forever!!!”to tell you something i expected something even more embarrasing.that was the end and now i am in a pathetic condition,having lost my dearest friend and even prepared a letter
My dearest love,
i dont know any other way to express my deep heartfelt apology to you for what has happened between you and me.these days there are so many problems in so many other relations but ours doesnt have…!
with lots of hugs,kisses and lovies
Sarin.