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A Nameless Zeppelin

Waiting for dinner
still waiting for dinner
up above the clouds
in a nameless Zeppelin
waiting for dinner
thats never coming

in the backyard
lying on the lawn
as the wind dances
with dry cloths on the cloths line
up above the clouds
a nameless Zeppelin flies

watering word into history
dying to make a name for her
as she paints the masses with
one liners and desperate drama's
up above the sky
flies a Zeppelin bigger than her head

landing fishing boats
along the Caspian sea
would realize for a fee
that the sea is dying wondering
up above the sky
the mysterious Zeppelin sees

evening ladies around the village
shares baking stories with adolescent girls
but in the streets of Baghdad happens
an innocent girl is lynched to death
but up above the sky
a nameless God is left wondering

and I'm still waiting
still waiting for my dinner
in a nameless Zeppelin
circling a cloudy sky
watching the horizon
for deadly thunder storms...

-gp2007-[#] wrote this in 15 minutes, watching the news channels for world bulletins. If you thi…

I'm a lousy photographer...

Finally a photo update, it's been long...

New Dude in da Hood...Tina a.k.a 'Gunting'

Hate it when they book the hotel but dont take the food package....grrr....anyway...this is one side of the hotel, the other side ill try to get today. U can see the twin towers n a distance...

Ghost does a good looking pasta, but then he made the pasta noodle first, and the sauce after dat, in which time the pasta frooze! Disgusting. And then since I cant afford real cheese which costs like USD 5 per 100 grams here, its krafts singles there...muhahahha...

This thing is called Papachan...its Toshiba's mascot of some kind. Dude, like wtf is it???!!!!

Its proven that you dont need a microwave to heat pizza...a hairdryer would do... :p

Havana Nights

Seldom light flicker this faint
maybe deceiving fairies searching in vain
rectangular monuments dwarfing stars
traveling poet gather in circles in the rain

the spirits come out during the dying nights
they ghost the city boarding the last train
snaking the metallic tracks among voices
almost like the whispers of the insane

carved out of a violent history for love
just the way the poets cherish to retain
languishing unmoving along cascading times
are lovers kissing craving to entertain

Havana as majestic and mysterious as the skies
silenced dungeons with liberators in chain
all the nights we can sing and tell stories of
as the nights of Havana 'sleeps' into tomorrows domain

-gp2007-[*] something of Havana that makes me want to go there.
[-] And I will write what I feel, true, Pauline, thank you.

5 times right, twice wrong, and You'll Never Walk Alone

As the spiritual anthem "You'll Never Walked Alone" reverberated almost immaculately across the Olympic Stadia, a lot of eyes shed tears among loving, century aged Liverpool fans. But it ended, and it ended well. Somebody has to win, and LFC lost to a better team.
If there is any regret, my biggest regret is that Manchester United is not in the finals, and if the is one consolation from the Champions League is that its Milan in the final and not Manchester United who won last night.I'd say now AC Milan and Liverpool are even, and maybe, just maybe this will be the start of a new rivalry, something beyond the stale MU, Liverpool charade thats been going on for years. In Europe, Liverpool play masterclass football, at home, Man U rules and they rule knowing that there is no future beyond Alex Ferguson. Liverpool has qualified for a record 7 CL final, and won it 5 times. The first lost was to Juventus in 1985 when which the Heysel Stadium Tragedy happened and the second …

Good Times Was Yesterday

Karthikeyan: Just curious. Do people out there speak about Rajini's Shivaji?
10:59 PM me: YES, theyre nuts here
Karthikeyan: hmm
me: and im going nuts coz im not a fan and my housemate is!
its not going to come out till june 15

11:00 PM Karthikeyan: The music sounds horrible to me. How about your roomate
me: he loves every single hell about rajni
so what can i say
the music is bad
Karthikeyan: Really bad
me: atrocius becoz i tink thats wat shankar has asked
there is no character in it
11:01 PM and i cant understand the indians fascination of rap mix and rahman fusion style
Karthikeyan: To me Shankar is never was and is a good director,
me: he is not
Karthikeyan: I hear Bob marley and not ARR when I hear that crap oru kodai song
me: he is just an expensive version of ravikumar
Karthikeyan: Kool
11:02 PM Very well said

me: rahman is copying too much
even the new york nagaram is a rip off of with or without you from U2
Karthikeyan: Is it ?I don't understand people
me: even ravikumar delivers some…

Santorini Sunset, The Garden of Time

What beauty doesn’t cover its face
in the turbulent times, in clouds
nebulae and an oasis of star birth
across the known universe, deep
as deep as the mind can shape dreams

as i watched a faraway beauty,
mesmerized by the Santorini sunset
where the sea melts into the sands
and humans give life to it again
as it recedes into a night of dreams

through her eyes come a reluctant day
of reflections from the Planck past
a turbulent beginning as well an end
what we seek in this universe, is closed
is closed to our eyes, on an eternal break

the wandering star, on the Sagittarius arm
a blue planet among many dead ones
what more we can ask to see and seek
if not the mysteries of the universe
from the lands of green earth, reflect

Santorini days, sunsets and music parades
moonlit concerts, yellow shadows and dancers
in red and immaculate colors, they danced
musical strings to time strings, the gardens
of times beginning and ending in the endless
starlit universe

Santorini Sunset frequenting dreams
waking visitors in warm …

Every Woman, Every Man (2)

Yesterday was watching a public debate show on SunTv. A female debater, close to tears, but strong with anger reflected the modern society man's hunger lust; raping and murdering women. Children from all ages to old grandmothers are raped everyday on the streets, in schools, at homes. Will there be a solution?

But the cruelest thing is, even TRajender who was hosting the show with audacious stupidity, together with the crowd clapped to what she said. And in a grave reflection, the men folk just sat there with strange smirks in their faces. Do they even care?

Do we even care?

1% and the Road to Perdition

The meeting was, well, short. They knew its their mistake, they would never own it up, so they shoved two pieces of paper in my face and asked me to fill it, get my supervisors approval and submit it so that I dont get kicked out. Well, fuck them, because I was there ready to pull the plug of the whole thing.

There is something about being given a last chance that so similar to dying. Dying, is also very similar to staying awake, immobile on the bed staring at the ceiling because your brain is working and your body is not. Yet again, during my second meeting, with my supervisor, I got so close of being screwed big time. He is a patient man, and I tested his patience. But he offered me a second chance.

The bad news of all this is, I am still in a loosing party. There is definitely no hope for msc students in this country, especially the ones who's of the 'other race'. The simple sollution would be and would have been to give me the damn grant or research funding and ask me to…

Have I Failed you Einstein?

The Perfect Situation

It's like the feeling when you're first waiting outside the dentist's room. Knowing something painful going to happen and not knowing anything else. Thats what happens when you are young and naive. And what will happen when you are older and still naive? The pain is not more in the surface, its deep inside.

The sad predicament I got myself into, I have only me to blame. But can passion and love for science go so deep that someone can actually shut of the world to be focused solely into something? What about the feeling of being left behind or getting older. To think that after all this years, I'm still hoping for the world to offer a level playing field.

The demon knife that struck me when they said I'm an illegal in my research department...I overshot my days here. I cant understand, after all the odds, after all the decisions to do something I really want to do, now there is this strings pulling me back. The cast of time, lets use this, the cas…

What The! (4)

And you thought you've seen it all...
Fake guava-apples being sold PENANG: Fake guava-apple hybrids are being sold openly at fruit stalls in Cameron Highlands. Consumers Association of Penang (CAP) president S.M. Mohamed Idris said the so-called hybrids posed a potential health threat to the people because of the use of artificial colouring.[Full Article]

And The Devil Works Overtime

[some profanity, but wont make your meal unpleasant]

I think I'm loosing the battle against my evil housemate, Billa. Contrary to that, now I'm reduced to thinking I'm the bad one there. Oh how he feigns innocence in front of all people when I snatch the bloody remote control and threatens to blow up the TV. I have to ask, whats with the people who idolize Rajni, the Brazil supporters and the Manure United supporters? Fuck you all. I mean, I love the sports, I love movies but there is the matter of decency. I hate people coming to my face and shouting Brazil is the best, Man U is the best and shit Rajni is god. Why you yindians never pray to god ah? Stupid buggers, he is a movie star who have the smallest bearing of force on yer lives and all you can say is dance around with Super Star songs. Oh pathetic worms.

Ok back to the housemate issue, well, this is not new to H+U readers, for the new ones, lemme give the lowdown. Billa* is my housemate. Through some freak cosmic even…

2250

Memories, my thinking, my thoughts were skewed beyond comprehension. My eyesight was a flash of blur lines, the trinity of color television. All that, no movement. I walked for hours, not bumping into anything. The cold wind blew my hair, my eyes, it struck like a million needles. Joy! I do remember something now, the literature of poetry, how do i describe this world.

I woke up in the year 2250. I paid all I had, put down a huge gamble to be frozen. There were others, but I don't know how many. I was frozen in 2007. The earth then was in a cycle of reset. The machine containing me was buried miles underground. It's nuclear powered, I was to be frozen forever. To see the end of time.

Today I managed to see clearly, after almost a week. Then I cried, for days, the tears frozen at night, dry in the morning, then there were no more tears. I stared at the sky, the stars floating there, millions and billions of them. Gravity is almost poetry.

They have left, the humans. They have left…

Every Woman, Every Man

As we stop reflecting an age of war and violence, we look back into our roots and culture. Where do we come from are defined immaculately by who we are, Man and Woman. We have came a long way in terms of what we often hear as gender equality, equal rights and anti-violence against woman. Nowadays, everything is summarized into its basics, what a man needs and what a woman needs.

But despite all this, despite the days and ages of going round and round the same matter trying to pin point the problems and defining the mistakes, we did not look to solve the problems. Whats prevalent these days are hot issues such as women rights but not the real underlying issue of who wants that 'women rights'. What more, in the days of blogs and push button publishing, everyone can put forth a 'slam dunk' post about how men are evil and at the same time push ahead their agenda of looking better in the eyes of the reader. Eyes they may have, front or back, but the problems are not solved.

M…

What The! (3)

I can relate to this...but why...?
Japanese find sleep, shelter in cyber cafes By Sophie Hardach Mon May 7, 6:23 AM ET TOKYO (Reuters) - Takeshi Yamashita does not look like a homeless person. From his carefully distressed jeans to his casual-cool navy striped T-shirt, he is every bit the trendy Tokyoite. Yet the 26-year-old has been sleeping in a reclining seat in an Internet cafe every night for the past month since he lost his steady office job and his apartment.[FULL ARTICLE]

Back Without a Vengence

So tired...and the break did nothing good. I hate technology! Translators, we are, shaping the world and bringging big bucks to companies by accepting peanut payments, but then they just wont stop pushing you to the edge. Screw You N****A. Okay. I need sleep.

The Great Escape

This weekend....The Great Escape...
If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice
If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night
We ain't here to hurt nobody
(So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
Wanna see you work your body
(So give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
- Nelly, JT, Timbaland, Give It Me

Everyone needs help someday...even Spiderman!

Spiderman 3 sucks. Hahahahahahahah!

Okay, this is not a review, yet it is. We sat through Spidey 1 and Spidey 2, thought its cool and all, but then comes this below average Spidey 3. So you tought X-men 3 was screwed when BS left, but then me thinks Sam Raimi screwed this by not leaving it! Come on, the bad guys turns good? Remorse? WTF! If there is one single reason why there are comic book stories is that because the Good Guys (TM) stays good and the Bad Guys (TM) stays bad! At the end of Spidey 3, Goblin Jr dies, the sand man flies of to somewhere (after confessing he did all this because of his daugther to which Spider dude forgives him!!!), and yeh yeh Peter gets his girl. But heck guys, how could the villains be forgiven, haven't these guys watched Superman or something, the Villans gets kicked in da ass then dies or comes back badder.

And this have been said since the first movie, why...why get a sissy Peter Parker? WHY?! He even cries like a baby in this movie. Goblin Jr loo…

Sock It Moan-arinho

You can buy all the players in the world, you can taunt the officials, you can taunt the coach, bloody hell, you can invoke revenge attacks on referees, but you stupid Portuguese Clown Moan-arinho, you dont have Class and your team dont have Character!

'Coz Liverpool FC are Champions and you are a crazy twit.

See you in Athens!