gopal

One really funny thing happened today that I had to blog about it, so that at least it's written here and one day when my memory fades this would remind me of it.

Me, Karthik and Uwa are eating at a place here. This place, when the customer's order is ready, they will shout his/her name. So we are eating and Uwa asks Karthik, 'Dei, does drinking coffee cause gastric?'. Karthik nods and says 'Yes it does'. Uwa acknowledges this before Karthik goes on to say in a funny tone: 'Must drink paal(milk)'. Uwa replies in the same funny tone ' Yaar paal? (whose milk?)'.

At this exact moment, the Vietnamese guy at the counter shouts: 'Gopaaal!'

All three of us burst out laughing so loudly at the comedy of the coincidence that everybody just get shocked. And Gopal went to take his food all uncomfortable, wondering what he or his name had done wrong.

Gopal, whoever you are, sorry bro.  And no, we don't want your milk to handle gastric.

it's splits me up

Here I am, minding my own business, or actually trying to finish up 30 page report by tmrw (on page 4 now), when all of a sudden I get attacked. A headache that starts from the lateral end of my right eye, passes through the skull to the distal end of the right hemisphere of my brain.

Style of writing inspired by my report.

Turn to Queen when you need hope

'I've paid my dues -
Time after time -
I've done my sentence
But committed no crime -
And bad mistakes
I've made a few
I've had my share of sand kicked in my face -
But I've come through '


'I've taken my bows
And my curtain calls -
You brought me fame and fortuen and everything that goes with it
I thank you all - '

'But it's been no bed of roses
No pleasure cruise -
I consider it a challenge before the whole human race -
And I ain't gonna lose - '




-QUEEN
(the non-chorus parts of 'We Are The Champions')

Well I gotta have an avenue

Yup my blog returns, after maybe a month or two being closed from public view. I thought I had lost the need to blog, but wanted to keep my old blog stuff, so figured I'll turn it into a personal diary of sorts. But I can't stop blogging lah. Once in awhile matters come about, and since I'm not the kind who trusts people easily to let it out, or maybe in some situations I can't say anything on a particular matter, I need this avenue to just let it out.

As you probably would know, often it's hard to get what I'm talking about in my blog. But it's a good indication of my mood. And all you kind souls out there who read this blog ( I'm proud to say the people who visit this blog are a very small group, a bunch who care for me:) ), this is my way telling you what I feel.

So, please do visit once in awhile. I'll update as scarcely as last time, but they'll be important stuff. Cheers!

The beautiful

When I hold you in my arms, when it's so comfortable it feels as if I've always done this, when I look into those hazel eyes and I see the same love that I feel, when I know I can be like this forever, well it's truly beautiful. And so are you.

Defining lines

From Steve Job's commencement speech at Stanford a few years back ( came across it from a prof's link):

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

The title of the speech was Stay Hungry, Stay Foolish .

the churn

It's been a long time since I felt some of these things. Emotions and feelings I totally forgot I have gone through in the past. But this time around I'm stronger, so I do not regret feeling them. It's time to bury some old ghosts, and learn to forgive myself.

Mr.fahrenheit

"I'm burning through the skies Yeah!
Two hundred degrees
That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit
I'm trav'ling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic woman out of you "

-Queen