ze 31122010

Candy Floss... Filet o'Fish... Ice Gola... Cheese!!

Last sunset of the year 18.07hrs,

Home alone bringing in the new year with Gregory House. Fun ain't it...


I usually never see the sunset. Thought this year should be different. Thought I should actually get down to doing things I found really stupid and nonsensical quite pointlessly. The sunset was pretty good. The year will be...???????


This is my 24th post of the year!! The inverted number of my usual 42! Guess that would be pretty self explanatory of my year gone by! No words needed!






love n luck

ze coincidence

Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars? (Shooting Stars)
I could really use a wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars? (Shooting Stars)
I could really use a wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)



love n luck

ze traffic lights

'I hate traffic jams'
'It's not a jam, the red light is on'
'I hate waiting, it makes no sense at all'
*pure silence*
*end of conversation*
*mind process: the implications of awaiting life*
*most traffic lights or stops are self created. self referring to the core of the human race. humans being logical beings probably reasoned out the requirement of such a discipline. so someone somewhere down the line thought that traffic lights were essential to everyday human life.*
*throughout our day we have decisions abound and each decision we make is either stepping on the brakes or pumping the gas. and since our day voluntarily or not consists of a lot of people we don't even seem to realize, passing us by, there are way too many dimensions to consider and to maintain to get through the day sane. Thus, the traffic lights are like time out signals, everyone needs a break, rest is inevitable.*
*though this is not the driving force somehow. everyone waits for the weekend, but no one waits for the traffic light. maybe its the way its marketed. maybe its the anticipation. maybe its the collision of dimensions. but what makes it truly different? the concept and logic seems to be the same, but why is it approached so irrationally and illogically? a mind set to be irritated with even the mention of a just-around-the-corner.*
*mind process adjourned. mind process experiencing logic system difficulty. mind process retiring for the day to embrace another with wisdom of 24!*





love n luck

ze exhibition

Once upon a time in a land nearby, where times and tides weren't the same as they are now, there used to be the occasional town market, where people from far and wide used to promptly arrive to check out the humble merchants wares. It was enthusiasm and awe abound. Flying carpets and shape shifters, climbing water and ferocious animals frozen in stone. Everyone was anxious to see the new object of the year. The one that would amaze and leave you star struck.
But then as time passed, the tease got to one and all. The magic was never affordable and it was torturous to stand and stare. The crowds started to reduce and flock away, leaving the merchants at the height of dismay. Soon, the excitement, the hype died down, and as the years passed by, the visitors to the fare grew weary by the day.
Today if you take a walk down the same road, the merchants sit amongst their goods dreaming of the days that were and the atmosphere, welcoming no doubt, lacks the spark that once drew crowds and crowds. Interaction happens only on insisting, and talk is small an dreary.
It is the change of season. It is the time to go home. It is the time to drive your sword in to the ground and walk home with the white flag covering your back.



love n luck

ze Xperia X10 vs Standard Battery BST-33

Also known as Sony Ericsson Robyn

General 2G Network GSM 850 / 900 / 1800 / 1900
3G Network HSDPA 900 / 2100
HSDPA 850 / 1900 / 2100
Announced 2010, February

Status Available. Released 2010, May

Size Dimensions 83 x 50 x 16 mm
Weight 88 g

Display Type TFT capacitive touchscreen, 16M colors (65K effective)
Size 240 x 320 pixels, 2.55 inches
- Scratch-resistant surface
- Accelerometer sensor for UI auto-rotate
- Timescape UI

Sound Alert types Vibration, MP3 ringtones

Speakerphone Yes
- 3.5 mm audio jack

Memory Phonebook Practically unlimited entries and fields, Photocall
Call records Practically unlimited
Internal 128MB
Card slot microSD, up to 16GB, 2GB included
Data GPRS Up to 85.6 kbps

EDGE Up to 236.8 kbps
3G HSDPA, 7.2 Mbps; HSUPA, 2 Mbps
WLAN Wi-Fi 802.11b/g
Bluetooth Yes, v2.0 with A2DP, EDR
Infrared port No
USB Yes, v2.0 microUSB

Camera Primary 5 MP, 2592х1944 pixels, autofocus, LED flash, check quality
Features Geo-tagging
Video Yes, VGA@30fps, video light

Features OS Android OS 1.6 (Donut), upgradable to Android 2.1 (Eclair)
CPU Qualcomm MSM7227 600MHz

Messaging SMS (threaded view), MMS, Email, Push email, IM

Browser HTML

Radio Stereo FM radio with RDS

Colors Gold, Pearl White, Black, Pink, Lime, Red, Silver

GPS Yes, with A-GPS support

Java Yes, via third-party application
- MP4/H.263/H.264/WMV player
- MP3/eAAC+/WMA/WAV player
- Google Search, Maps, Gmail, YouTube, Calendar, Google Talk
- Google Voice Search (market dependent)
- Digital compass
- TrackID music recognition
- Document viewer
- Voice memo
- Predictive text input

Battery Standard battery, Li-Po 950 mAh
Stand-by Up to 285 h (2G) / Up to 360 h (3G)
Talk time Up to 4 h (2G) / Up to 3 h 30 min (3G)



for now i think i shall stick with the battery







love n luck

ze authority

Information is power


And that my dear friend is how you learn to manipulate people.
Eavesdropping is an art!






love n luck

ze santa

All I want for Christmas, is, YOU!





love n luck,
this time I need it if I really want my Christmas gift!

ze season's greetings

It's amazing how I can never seem to loive in Bombay these days. I barely reach here and I want to get back. And the more surprising part is when I so innocently and unknowingly refer to getting back as to get home. Bombay doesn't seem like home anymore. It now seems like a mere obligation to not bite the hand that feeds you. It's sad when life is reduced to this. Think it marks the coming of the end of the world. It definitely should be somewhere around the corner if even during Christmas people realize the only way to be happy and to enjoy the festive season is to pretend like nothing wrong ever happens anyway. And Manohar Pai talks about masks.

I think I know exactly why I don't like staying here anymore but 1 thing I've not put into place exactly is my lethargy and lack of enthusiasm to socialize with people I would normally refer to as pretty good friends. At the moment nothing at all seems to matter in any way whatsoever. The food is not good. I meet only people I do not share strong emotional attachments with. I'm becoming more and more distant from the only person I willingly care about without a doubt... And it's Christmas time, what more could be reason enough!!!!

This might be the first of many,
I shall not bore you already!




love n luck

ze whiney

love n luck

ze vineeeee

We used to have this figured out;
We used to breathe without a doubt.
When nights were clear, you were the first star that I'd see.
We used to have this under control.
We never thought.
We used to know.
At least there's you, and at least there's me.
Can we get this back?
Can we get this back to how it used to be? Yeah.
To how it used to be.
To how it used to be, yeah.
To how it used to be.
To how it used to be.

ze vineeee

You used to talk to me like
I was the only one around,
The only one around.

ze vineee

I look around me,
And I want you to be there
'Cause I miss the things that we shared.
Look around you.
It's empty, and you're sad
'Cause you miss the love that we had.

ze vinee

I used to reach for you when
I got lost along the way.
I used to listen.
You always had just the right thing to say.
I used to follow you.
Never really cared where we would go,
Fast or slow, to anywhere at all.

We used to have this figured out;
We used to breathe without a doubt.
When nights were clear, you were the first star that I'd see.
We used to have this under control.
We never thought.
We used to know.
At least there's you, and at least there's me.
Can we get this back?
Can we get this back to how it used to be?

ze vine

You used to talk to me like
I was the only one around.
You used to lean on me like
The only other choice was falling down.
You used to walk with me like
We had nowhere we needed to go,
Nice and slow, to no place in particular.

We used to have this figured out;
We used to breathe without a doubt.
When nights were clear, you were the first star that I'd see.
We used to have this under control.
We never thought.
We used to know.
At least there's you, and at least there's me.
Can we get this back?
Can we get this back to how it used to be?

ze holiday

Just the other day I was thinking to myself. I actually like Manipal. And the time I like it most is when no one is around. No agenda. No semester. Pre sem or post sem. Windows with the lights turned out so much so that you can count the degree of civilization. Kc so empty that you have things to complain about when the new batch of first years are here!! Its you and yourself. Its when clarity of mind and you can walk hand in hand. When peace and solace don't seem like the light at the END of the tunnel. 'Cause like technically here you're either out of the tunnel or just getting in to it. And man this tunnel has had the most random memories so far! I can, for the first time since I've got here, say, "Thank God it's over!!!"



Ps. Il be in Manipal till the 20th of december, I'll explain to you why that's just the best thing in the world!! :) :D

Pss. I can't in any way whatsoever take a let down if these holidays fail! And it's not in my hands. When is it ever?

ze ratio

Life is ten percent what you make it and ninety percent how you take it!







love n luck

ze bedazzlement

no words needed!!!








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ze vacuu

Filtration is a echanical or physical operation which is used for the separation of solids fro fluids (liquids or gases) by interposing a ediu through which only the fluid can pass. Oversize solids in the fluid are retained, but the separation is not complete; solids will be containated with soe fluid and filtrate will contain fine particles (depending on the pore size and filter thickness).




And it breaks her heart to think that she gave her love to a an who's hands are cold as ice!




Even if an M is issing, it's always whats written between the lines.











love n luck

ze answers

can i sleep on your tongue, its just like you licking me up?
who hasn't heard of the smurfs?
small blue people?
yet another coffee?
changed password?
why are you mercury?
what happened? again?
how much done?
where is my mind?
was i actually addicted to that?
how would you define the rate of time?
should we exchange bikes? my one is new and yours isn't?
who wrote that song?
did you check it out lately?
waiting for sun down is it?
are you actually licking of the remnants in your cup?
how rich is your college? they are on tv?
why aren't the speed breakers here anymore?
who washes buildings anyway?
how is this pen writing so light?
didn't they say they were eco-friendly?
WHERE IS THAT SMILE GONE?


Issues now open. Apply at your convenience.







love n luck

ze friend

The Pavement



Every step she moved,
Every breath she took...
He moved with her,
He breathed with her...

And when the night got lonely,
And when she was down...
Only he stood around,
Gazing over the wall...

He was this lurking figure,
She had a dark soul.
Her mind, her rival, her constant fight,
She needed a friend, her friend.

But he only stalked,
Stood and stared from afar.
Watching her break open,
Seeing her shatter.

Day by day went by,
Mindful explosions nearby.
Nowhere to turn to,
No place to run to.

Crashing in to all,
A thousand things a minute,
Ten thousand directions from,
All till every touch is numbingly cold.

Knowingly betrayed by an unknown traitor,
Illusion built the very foundation.
Unusual operational advantage,
Repelling attractive forces.
This tomorrow might never have started ever,
If punctuality was the key to existence,
Abused, vulnerable, naive, suave,
He was her friend, many times before.

Torn apart,
Detonated in to smithereens.
He has to go now,
He cannot stay.

The mind - A battle she can never win,
The boy - The dark shadow, lingering.
Through me, through it, through her,
Now called her shadow.








love n luck