100+ Million blogs. What makes 2050 interesting? NOTHING! And please, not everyone in the world likes cricket. 14 days. I'm pulling the plug on the 2050 site, gonna redesign the site, gonna send out invitation only to interested people and only talk about how we are going to get to 2050!
So serious bloggers (part time/ full time/ whatever), mail me.
Thank you and Thank you for the wonderful 1+ year of support, it was not enough. Like I said, 100 mil blogs, what makes us good?
SUBWAY will come back later, the sandwich burned my mouth...urghhh... Okay, the Good News is I got a job, and the even better news is I can work from home when not meeting the client!
The Bad News is....more sleepless day and night fighting demons who wants to make the world a bad place to live. And, its my old job, in a new company!
The Motivation...I need to get at least an Audi 2.0 or a BMW 3 series as my first car since a bugger ex-schoolmate of mine whom we all hate just bought a Civic. Yeh, life is that tough, dog eat dog, cat whack cat...
The real Motivation...since I might or might NOT finish my Masters thesis, and that illusive particle physicists job at Cern is remaining ILLUSIVE, I need to support my ass with some job, any job.
So my new Job Description will be... Ghost Particle,Full time Particle, Full time Translator, Editor, Full time Blogger, Part time Physicist, BSc Physics Hons, MSc Physics Hons (under construction).
Salary...enough to buy me 180 half foot SUBWAY sandwiche…
Was there in the library, peacefully reading the stuff I always read when...
...a Chinese man started to laugh, slowly at first, then increasingly loud and finally annoyingly loud. Then everyone starred at him, but he was seated facing the wall. So he did not notice we starring at him. I smiled at first then suddenly a chill went down my spine and mosquito bitten arms. (there's a mosquito farm in my apartment). Goosebumps and hairs standing. A guy seated near me woke up and left. He sensed what I was sensing, maybe its hysteria, madness inflicted by a spirit possession. What if the mad man comes running and kills everyone? But then, at that moment, the pretty girl on the other table started giggling. Ok, that was not very assuring, but pain, and worst, death seems to be near. Then he stopped. Just like that. No laughter, not shaking, not ghost spirit nothing! At this moment any sane person would run away because...yes like they say, its calm before the storm. So I just put back the…
It's not always you see a brother up on the podium, certainly never in F1. But history has changed, more than a gamble, a brave and confident move by Ron Dennis to hand a rookie seat to Hamilton and watching him prove his worth is the best thing in the world. All the best for the future, a strong start by Vodafone McLaren Mercedes and another superb season just started!
Sometimes, somewhere, I think there will be fireflies flying, Shining their enigmatic light, Illuminating the field, and your grave.
Sometimes, here, I wonder whether fireflies are real, Whether they shine in joy or pain, Whether they resemble our feelings, Or maybe they are the dead souls of you and in time, me.
Sometimes, then, A long time ago beside the river, The clear water reflected a dream, One vision that would come true someday, Then, that was the time we were young, and full of dreams.
Sometimes, now, I cry for you, I don't have anyone to dream with, I don't have you to guide me, or walk along me, as we reach that dream, Happy days are rare, For there is one less star in the sky, Another painful memory in me, This cold December night, I remember of you, and myself together.
- Gp-2004-[*] Still think its one of my best poem. Had this feeling that my naivety at that time made me write something purely from my heart. Its more than feelings, the death in the verses actually mean…
...it was mom's birthday the other day. She was happy. But I don't know how she feels deep inside. When asked a few days later she said "...in all my thoughts, I only pray to see him (the youngest) grow up and become someone". How do I feel? I wish I could tell you the pains of the middle class. But then again, aren't we all the same. We wish to change so many things, but we are incapacitated by love and emotions. I too wish to see him succeed one day. Before that, I have to endure heartbreak and tears. But it's a pain when you can't guide your own brother. Real pain. Thats life. And all we can do is ask why to another day.
February and March took us everywhere. Here are some pictures from February from our travels to the Batu Hampar waterfalls near Yan, Kedah. The waterfall is very famous around the area and are located deep inside a forest reserve.
On the road again...
The recreation area of the waterfall
Not much water...its the drought season...
This is the remains of a dead ketapang tree
This is the giant base of the Ketapang tree...its so big, about 10 meters in diameter
Yep, its that big...thats only the root!!!
This is the entrance to the Royal Cottage of the Sultan of Kedah. The place is gated actually (the sign reads no entry - yellow gold is the royal color) , but the forest inside is well kept.
The road leading to the Royal Cottage (in sephia mode)
And on some days you feel like blowing up your PC, killing the guy who created word processing softwares and destroying standards and versions. Why cant life be simple, with a single version of Word that you can use for eternity, a simple PC that never hangs and simple documents created by humans not robots! If I could turn back time...
The culmination of a dream, to rid the world of all the anjacks plaguing our not so fair populace. Now that i've satisfied the intellectuals who actually trawl the web looking for blogs in between the long loading times for Jenna's XXX, its time to get to the nitty gritty.
Now raise your hands all you normal illaiyaraja loving ghee guzzlers, how many times have you looked away embarrassed because of that one KNNKLK who decides to drink a whee bit too much and starts doing his own little hippity hop (read: chicago jango) on the pavement whilst spewing Momma's famous mutton korma at pretty much everything that moves. Or at that KLK who decides to have the infamous KLKult Klassic 'O podu' as his ringtone. And we can't forget my personal favourite, the embodiment of the modern KNNKLK. Earring, nosestud, sharp tipped comb, gold hair ( You dickwart, GOLD and BLACK do not mix) and of course the "Look ma, i've got a spork s…
A few last drops of water (tastes strangely like swallowing metal), 10 minutes past 4 am, some tragic music from an unknown composer, and a country sleeping. The trouble with the world is not the people, its their ideologies, devoid of their self, because it's conjured almost out of thin air, particles of mystery, changing destiny forever. Seriously thinking, maybe we should stop making changes, and just watch. Thinking of canning the 2050, maybe go 'singular', to the singularity, maybe return to the roots. Does it even matter, ideas need branches as well as roots, when the branches doesn't spread well, then the tree dies. And then an ambitious young'ling' sprout out, up into the star streaked sky, waiting for miracles to happen. Fate, eternity, destiny, magic...
running away from the future, living life ahead of time, not slowing to reflect, to see the results, that renders, our efforts, human. - reflections a black tux, rows of pink, petals of red, then a white dress, reflections of milky white, yellow bulbs barely illuminating, trickles of invisible happiness trails, the bridges of the heart and soul to come -weddings
Thats the tittle of the Movie when I first found out of the bridges. This is the story of the covered bridges. Gautham beautifully portrayed a covered bridge in on of the Vettaiyaadu Vilayaadu songs, cant remember any other in a Tamil movie before.(?)
When everyone's in some sort of predicament, does another popular day mean anything? Well if it does, then Happy 'belated' Womens day. Tell us next year if anything transpired on your half of the struggle. My half is not going so great either. The rest of the world sleeps tonight, problems unsolved.
When the Standard Model does not play our tune, we Change it. No more market economics and populist statistics. What we want is the fact and what we want right now is the human interface to the World problem. No more theories, no more studies, just simple facts. Human Facts. On other days, you can relax by the sea and capture images like above. On other days.
Read the full report here and find out how your county fared. On a related matter, US calls the Darfur genocide the worst crisis now, and still doesn't do anything about it. I think for sure they don't do anything about it because it doesn't involve oil, Israel and America. In a few years when it turns into a holocaust, the world will call it a holocaust level crisis and still never do anything about it.[+] The report
Another death, and more questions left unanswered...
This is what the insensitive Health Minister said about the deaths... "From 2004 to 2007, about 240,000 NS trainees underwent the courses with only eight deaths. In other words, with a population of 240,000, the rate of death is in fact much smaller than that in the general population," he told reporters after attending the MCA Central Committee meeting here today"Days of Realization
No one taught us the meaning of days when we are born, we live to realize it when we learn things in life. We go forward and we make connections and we live. Thats what families are, thats when bonds are made, thats when we meet people, make friends, look beyond their skin into their heart and live another day for the sake of life itself.
We live in complex and critical times. We make decisions that are not ours, we do things that we dont want to do for the sake of politics and power play. A few years back the powers that be decided that Mal…
I'm Gonna Make A Change, For Once In My Life It's Gonna Feel Real Good, Gonna Make A Difference Gonna Make It Right . . .
As I, Turn Up The Collar On My Favourite Winter Coat This Wind Is Blowin' My Mind I See The Kids In The Street, Without Enough To Eat Who Am I, To Be Blind? Pretending Not To See Their Needs A Summer's Disregard, A Broken Bottle Top And A One Man's Soul They Follow Each Other On The Wind Ya' Know 'Cause They Got Nowhere To Go That's Why Now I Want You To Know
I'm Starting With The Man In The Mirror I'm Asking Him To Change His Ways And No Message Could Have Been Any Clearer If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place (If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place) Take A Look At Yourself, And Then Make A Change (Take A Look At Yourself, And Then Make A Change) (Na Na Na, Na Na Na, Na Na, Na Nah)
I've Been A Victim Of A Selfish Kind Of Love It's Time That I Realize That There Are Some With No Home, Not A Nickel To Loan Could It Be Really Me, Pretending That The…
There will come a time when you realize either you are stupid or others are. Then the days will come when you are outnumbered while others gain on you. On those days you can't go on preaching you are good and others are not. On those days you are the enemy. Don't expect people to understand you. They have their ideas for you, their desire to see you differently, and as much as they don't like to be changed, you cant be forced too. But alas, the world is not a level playing field, you will be struck down. When you have someone whom you taught a few vital things you know, whom you helped and showed the direction forward, stand up and fight back, question you on your stands, then there is no more reason for you to be.
We make a lot of mistakes in life. Mistakes will come back from time to time to haunt you, break you down, push you to the edge. And at that time when things looks so messed up, do you think you can vindicate your actions? No you cant, because they work against y…
Remember this scene. It's from my absolute favorite TV show and one of the best character ever to be portrayed on TV. He believed and had faith no matter what happened, he kept on going because he had hope and determination that one day everything will be known, will be revealed. Fox Mulder/ David Duchovny commanded a screen presence that transcended the silver screen, that moved close to the heart and played incessantly in our daily lives. He showed beyond the fake imagery of the human self, beyond what we say and do to please others lies a precise clockwork determination to be the changes that we want. The message is to get our hands dirty, why let someone else do something that we can do ourselves, the satisfaction and appreciation is more that anything we can dream of.