..are HAWT!

99.5% roam around Singapore’s malls all the time.

99.5% of those in the above category wear hot pants all the time.

99.5% of those in the category immediately above are always accompanied by a dude who looks like a total jackass.

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2.

Clearly they don’t do things the way Indians do it.*

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* Stella Maris happens to be one of the better colleges in Chennai. Consisting, as it does, of only girls. Hot ones at that.

p.s – Maris Stella seemed like an all-boys school! Sacriledge.

I’m a Fucking Fantabulous blogger according to Anand Ankur ji. Oh oops, it’s just Fucking Fabulous. Never mind. I don’t deserve either . And i’m not passing this on to anyone (unless you want it). Please let me know if anybody wants it.  It would be pretty lame if you said you wanted it right? Yeah, I agree. But, do let me know if you really want it! It’s a competitive world. Sometimes you need to reach out and grab blogger awards.

I will not reveal 10 truths about myself. I’m not in the mood for revelations. But if you’re a girl and you are really curious, you can mail me. I’ll tell you.

 My pics are still uploading to picasa. But I coudn’t resist uploading these here. Penang was extremely colourful. And the camera didn’t disappoint. More pics later. Maybe.

The sky, sand and sea colour combination was mesmerising. Loved the color of the sky more than the sea.

Unfortunately I realised the year in the imprint date was wrong on the last day of my trip.

Haalp! The moon is leaking!!

Global warming has “far reaching” consequences.  :)

I watered this plant for 3 months. Then lost focus

The mosquito zapper. Weapon of mass destruction. My mom's weapon of choice, with in-built torch.

It broke a couple of days back actually. So if you hear an uproar in the T. Nagar area, it’s the mosquitoes celebrating a battle victory. The war, my friends, is still on.

My ex-GF. She dumped me for a 4 year old, Mangalorean hunk

What did first crow tell the second crow?

Vaada yen machi. Vaazhakkai bajji*

A more pertinent question would be – “which is the first crow?”.

* Immortal words of the great T. Rajendran Rajender himself. Translates to Come my friend. Raw banana (covered with gram flour), deep fried.

Photography enthusiasts should definitely watch this video. This song was shot as a series of still pictures, which makes you appreciate the amount of work that must have been put into shooting this whole song. I can’t even imagine, how much time it must have taken for putting together all the pictures to form a motion video.

I am currently addicted to this video. The song more than the video actually. It’s the kind of calm, soulful song that sticks to your mind and wants to be heard again and again and again. And in turn makes you feel like everything is alright with this world.  

The song is called Her Morning Elegance by Oren Lavie.

Decision, decisions, DECISIONS! My life seems to have become a series of continuous decision making. Bad ones, mostly. The latest one I’m forced to make is regarding choice of school I plan to attend for my Masters. I’m spoilt for choice. Proud as I am at the outstanding enthusiasm on the universities’ part to recruit me as their student, sometimes I wish I wasn’t such a genius and universities wouldn’t fall over each other to have me. It’d make my current decision making process a lot easier!

Ironically, I will be studying decision theory as one of the subjects. Whichever university I go to.

So, if anybody knows multiplication shortcuts for 33 and 13, please tell me. Maybe I’ll get you something cheap from Singapore. Or Malaysia.

Does Saravana Bhavan @ Singapore accept Sodexho vouchers?

Simple. I like living life on the edge. I’m the adventurous type. That, and the results of new studies which show that the male’s brand equity in the matrimonial market is equivalent to that of a sewer rat as long as he’s just a B.E.  

Online studies taken up by up-to-date maamis recently have  also shown that if you’re only a BE, and happen to be associated with the IT industry (eek!!), then your brand equity dips to a new low. It becomes equivalent to that of a lice on the sewer rat’s fur. And it is common knowledge that if there’s anything more unwanted than a dirty sewer rat, it is the lice residing in the dirty sewer rat’s fur. However, high its standards of personal hygiene may be. So if you’re just a BE (and an unmarried male) in the IT industry, God help you!

Investment bankers are currently the ones with the lowest brand equity. Statistics show that no investment banker has managed to score in the matrimonial scene in the last 3 months. Brand equity comparisons are being made with the bacteria dwelling in the rat’s… well, you know what? Let’s not worry about investment bankers. They’ll do fine once the market is back on its feet.

The hidden meanings, double meanings and all other forms of meaning that I had delicately nurtured on my way to work, while pretending to work and while going back home from work, have gone unnoticed. One friend summed the last post up nicely for me, “It went over the top buddy”.

I am not planning to explain my joke in this post. The only thing worse than a joke that is not understood is the attempt at explaining it. It’s like the hymen reconstruction surgery that a girl, having lost her virginity undergoes before marrying the unsuspecting software engineer types. The joke’s lost on him. The software engineer would be all “Aah! Haha. NOW I GET IT!!”. But it’s of no use. Virginity, time and double meaning jokes are handed out to be lost only once. So I will refrain from any such reconstruction.

This is just an angry rant at having lost the chance for a Nobel prize in Literature.

This is also my stupidest rant i think. But then I keep raising the bar on stupidity.

Double meaning jokes are on the endangered list. Something has to be done.

Did I use the word reconciliation correctly?

 The study.

I am sorry for recycling the same cartoon sketch. I had really planned to do some more cartooning. Unfortunately, the whole of yesterday was taken up in Delhi 6 and Ghananjani 2009. Stood 1 foot away from Zakhir Hussain!, shook hands and took pictures with U “Mandolin” Srinivas and Dominique Di Piazza! So i don’t feel so guilty for not buying that black sketch pen and paper. More on that soon!