Thursday, May 31, 2007

Fell on black days

A series of unfortunate events if you may call it. Starting with my discovery that I'm partially/mildly colour blind for no apparent fault of mine. Genetic 'defect'. Yeah. So I really can't paint those culture-offending paintings that were long pending on my itinerary of things to do to piss off the world. Most people don't get offended by offending paintings in bad colour combinations. I think so.

This was followed by my 'Relocation' at work. Someone in my company hit on this brilliant brainwave that moving a whole set of people from one side of the floor to the other would go a long way in enhancing the employee-manager reporting relationship. Although conspiracy theories have been floated hinting at some important folks being too lazy to walk a few extra meters to the other side as the actual reason, I have currently no evidence confirming to the same. But Shit Happens. So I move from a brilliantly concealing cubicle with a pillar blocking prying eyes from my Youtube/Stumble 2.0 activities to a place right in the line of fire/sight.

That's alright. Bad luck.

Then I lose my cellphone. That too at a time, like every other time, when I was completely dependent on its efficiency to connect me to higher altars of My Career Deciders. I lose it followed by it being stolen from wherever it was lost. And I do not have a back up of my contact list. No, I don't have a diary, screw you too. Hence ensued a string of curses hurled at my unknown phone thief more or less asking God to screw his future sex life and I told him that the Pun was intended. But my story doesn't end there. I was delighted that I can retain my number so I immediately get a new SIM card after blocking outgoing calls from my older one. But some incomprehensibly moronic orangutan from the Airtel customer service blocked my new SIM card too. Sounds familiar? I doubt.

More exciting things are in store I'm sure. Am currently practicing my enactment of 'THIS IS SPAARTAAAA!!!' scene upon an unsuspecting fellow around me for tension relieving purposes. Wish me luck.

I sure dont mind a change
But I fell on black days
How would I know
That this could be my fate.

Friday, May 25, 2007

new "Transformers" trailer

Here. Much better quality. Needs a lot of buffering.

The red and blue truck, I believe as most may recognize, is Optimus Prime.

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Thursday, May 10, 2007


Na tha kuchch to Khuda tha,
Kuchch na hota to Khuda hota
duboya mujhko hone ne,
Na hota main to kya hota ?

Huaa jab Gham se yoon behis
to Gham kya sar ke katne ka
na hota gar juda tan se
to zaanoon par dhara hota

Huee muddat ke Ghalib mar gaya
par yaad aata hai
wo har ek baat pe kehana,
ke yooN hota to kya hota ?

With all due respect, a humble attempt at translation:

God was when was nothing else,
when nothing else there would be God
Existence does drown me,
without me what else would be?

Grief does surprise me,
I grieve not my execution,
If not separated from my body,
my head would still lay on my knee.

It's been a while since Ghalib's passing
but is still remembered..
His words uttered, as often as he could,
"Had this not been, then what would?"

This was really hard. It's almost impossible to extract the beauty of a passage of one language into another.