Cold fingertips and toetips,
Soft chords on the ear,
Mild filtered yellow light,
Through the folds of thick paper,
A drop here, and a drop there,
On the window, behind the blinds,
Naught, but a pillow and a blanket,
to keep you warm.
Dec 29, 2010
Dec 19, 2010
The girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
She was my first crush.
I liked her nose-ring.
I liked her principles.
She stood out in a sea of faces.
I still remember that she wore red.
We had one date.
She was a happy girl.
She liked colors.
She liked slow walks.
She wrote a poem for me.
I wrote a song for her.
I owe her a date.
She knows about all the others.
She knows about me.
She feels like home.
Dec 17, 2010
Nov 30, 2010
Tease.
Around a month back, one fine morning, the grass had a layer of frost on it. It was white. The following week was warm.
Around a week back, the first snowflakes fell. Tiny ones. The ones that disappear when they hit the ground. And there were sheets of ice on the roads.
Two days back, half the lake had frozen and ice was floating, as the ducks floated around them.
Not far away, now.
Around a week back, the first snowflakes fell. Tiny ones. The ones that disappear when they hit the ground. And there were sheets of ice on the roads.
Two days back, half the lake had frozen and ice was floating, as the ducks floated around them.
Not far away, now.
Nov 28, 2010
We'll start a jazz band.
Instant love.#1
Instant love #2
For relaxing times, make it 'suntory' time. xD
Worth every minute of the sleep I lost watching this in the early hours of sunday.
Nov 16, 2010
Things I learnt today.
- The Pierpont commons lounge is an amazing place to study. I sit there, as I type, IDEs open, waiting for some random Chinese dude to start playing the piano.
- Cheat sheets ruin the fun of cheating. More or less they are useless.
- My subconscious alarm FTW. It woke me up 15 minutes before my exam started.
- The Venti Java chip has no equal.
- Overture 1812, Tchaikovsky. Play it when you're about to finish something and you want to feel awesome about it. EVEN if it's just a blog post.
Nov 7, 2010
The one time i really felt like writing and got to doing that was on a plane. I didn't have a laptop but I typed it out as notes on my cell phone. 10000 characters in and when I got home I realised I didn't have the USB cable for the phone AND that I couldn't transfer it by bluetooth. I ordered a USB cable from amazon around 5 weeks back which still hasn't shipped. Whattefun.
Oct 5, 2010
Naduraathri philosophy
All the things you tell others are borne out of all the things you tell yourself.
Sep 13, 2010
Fooled by a dot
One fine day, I have an hour left before I have to be somewhere, so I just decide to walk around. I walk past this bookstore and then do a double take.
"Choke by Chuck Palahniuk, Autographed"
I go in and after the perfunctory exchanges..
Me : How much for the autographed version of Choke by Palahniuk?
Girl at the counter : Letme check. (Goes, checks and comes back). One-ninety five.
Me : (*Falsetto mind voice* Jaaackpot!) Wow, how is it that cheap?!
Girl at the counter : Erm, I mean, it costs a hundred and ninety five dollars. (awkward smile)
Me : Oooohhhhh. (Awkward smile). Okaaay, Have a nice day!
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More stories from Ann arbor will be up in the days to come. Or so I hope.
Aug 8, 2010
Yellow truck.
The street on which I live has been dug up to lay some pipes for the drainage system, which one would have thought they'd have done properly before laying the road. The entire stretch is dug up and a few water pipes also stand broken, pouring water into the holes that have been dug; an altogether mucky sight. The pipes have been fixed now but the road is still dug up.
This once, I was walking back home late evening. It was dusty, thanks to the wind which decided to play around with the sand that'd been dumped on the roadside to cover up the holes later. At a distance I see this little kid with a yellow construction track in his hand, standing near one such dug-up-mud-mound, looking at the bigger yellow excavator working a few hundred metres away, the dust swirling around him. I wished I had a camera.
This once, I was walking back home late evening. It was dusty, thanks to the wind which decided to play around with the sand that'd been dumped on the roadside to cover up the holes later. At a distance I see this little kid with a yellow construction track in his hand, standing near one such dug-up-mud-mound, looking at the bigger yellow excavator working a few hundred metres away, the dust swirling around him. I wished I had a camera.
Jul 20, 2010
STICKY KEYS
I held down the shift key to type something in CAPITAL LETTERS. I released it, but then saw that the letters were still in CAPS. The key wasn't stuck or anything but the internal signal seemed to be.
Every link I clicked opened in a new tab.
If I pressed any of the arrow keys in text areas, the text got highlighted :@
I had to use caps lock to remedy the unwanted capital letters and take it off to use caps.
Old-school-hitting-the-device-if-it-doesn't-work worked. MY shift keyboard is back to normal.
Every link I clicked opened in a new tab.
If I pressed any of the arrow keys in text areas, the text got highlighted :@
I had to use caps lock to remedy the unwanted capital letters and take it off to use caps.
Old-school-hitting-the-device-if-it-doesn't-work worked. MY shift keyboard is back to normal.
Jul 18, 2010
330
idle mind is four years old; a well-oiled/rusty devil's workshop?
thanks for all the fish, so far.
thanks for all the fish, so far.
Jul 10, 2010
A tale of two women
As the title suggests, this is a tale of two women who I saw/met. Both of them are equally least likely to hit the internet, and even if they do so, the chances of them reading this are very low. And even if they do, they wouldn't know who wrote about them, that is, if they realize it is about them.
The first one is a spinster who lives down my street. She has a small store, which she's probably named after her brother's daughter, whose name I never seemed to care about, which I refer to as maami kadai. On account of my absolute joblessness, everyday, it is my duty to buy milk for the household from that store. I go there and ask for 2 litres of milk. She gives me the packets, and I pay the cash. Then I ask her, "Cover irukka?". She looks at me like I'm a bug she wants to stamp, and then fidgets around to find any used covers, and if she doesn't find any, she takes out the smallest possible cover and squeezes the packets into it leaving no room for me to lift them by the handle. I have to hold the cold milk-stench covered bag in both hands and by the time I reach home, my hands stink and are numb with cold. The very purpose of giving a bag is defeated.
To avoid any further hassles, I've started taking my own bag.
I came across the second woman today in an "Art and craft" stall in some exhibition my mom asked me take her to. I saw this awesome wooden key chain in the shape of a native american with all the tribal face paints and all.
I am a sucker for key chains.
There were only two remaining and I picked one up. I looked up to see the lady who saw over the stall come up to me. I told her "I'll take this". And she nodded and gave me a smile, put it in a cover and gave it back to me. Before we could pay, my mother saw this wooden pen stand. the front of it had a wolf's head resting on a big chief carved into it. It was beautiful. I told her we'd take that too, and she smiled again, like someone appreciating the choice I made. She was 27/28, pretty, and had this genuine smile on her face.
I'm a sucker for a pretty girl's smile.
She didn't bother us with her details and marketing speeches. She smiled. AND she gave us two covers and even suggested that I put the smaller one into the bigger one. I waited for my mom to pay her and turn around and begin to leave, took the cover and looked at her. She smiled and nodded, I grinned, and I left.
The thing is, I have to buy milk daily, and not wooden key chains.
The first one is a spinster who lives down my street. She has a small store, which she's probably named after her brother's daughter, whose name I never seemed to care about, which I refer to as maami kadai. On account of my absolute joblessness, everyday, it is my duty to buy milk for the household from that store. I go there and ask for 2 litres of milk. She gives me the packets, and I pay the cash. Then I ask her, "Cover irukka?". She looks at me like I'm a bug she wants to stamp, and then fidgets around to find any used covers, and if she doesn't find any, she takes out the smallest possible cover and squeezes the packets into it leaving no room for me to lift them by the handle. I have to hold the cold milk-stench covered bag in both hands and by the time I reach home, my hands stink and are numb with cold. The very purpose of giving a bag is defeated.
To avoid any further hassles, I've started taking my own bag.
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I came across the second woman today in an "Art and craft" stall in some exhibition my mom asked me take her to. I saw this awesome wooden key chain in the shape of a native american with all the tribal face paints and all.
I am a sucker for key chains.
There were only two remaining and I picked one up. I looked up to see the lady who saw over the stall come up to me. I told her "I'll take this". And she nodded and gave me a smile, put it in a cover and gave it back to me. Before we could pay, my mother saw this wooden pen stand. the front of it had a wolf's head resting on a big chief carved into it. It was beautiful. I told her we'd take that too, and she smiled again, like someone appreciating the choice I made. She was 27/28, pretty, and had this genuine smile on her face.
I'm a sucker for a pretty girl's smile.
She didn't bother us with her details and marketing speeches. She smiled. AND she gave us two covers and even suggested that I put the smaller one into the bigger one. I waited for my mom to pay her and turn around and begin to leave, took the cover and looked at her. She smiled and nodded, I grinned, and I left.
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The thing is, I have to buy milk daily, and not wooden key chains.
Jun 21, 2010
Chopsuey
There are 10 kinds of people in this world - People who think I've made a mistake here, and pompous pricks chuckling to themselves that is this a binary joke only they understand.
Jun 17, 2010
The list.
| 2. | 9.1 | The Godfather (1972) | 396,168 |
| 3. | 9.0 | The Godfather: Part II (1974) | 235,024 |
| 13. | 8.7 | Seven Samurai (1954) | 93,361 |
| 19. | 8.7 | Raiders of the Lost Ark (1981) | 235,717 |
| 23. | 8.7 | Once Upon a Time in the West (1968) | 70,803 |
| 28. | 8.6 | It's a Wonderful Life (1946) | 98,608 |
| 34. | 8.6 | The Professional (1994) | 191,842 |
| 35. | 8.6 | Apocalypse Now (1979) | 168,132 |
| 42. | 8.5 | Lawrence of Arabia (1962) | 77,160 |
| 57. | 8.4 | Double Indemnity (1944) | 35,670 |
| 63. | 8.4 | The Third Man (1949) | 49,477 |
| 64. | 8.4 | Das Boot (1981) | 68,341 |
| 65. | 8.4 | The Treasure of the Sierra Madre (1948) | 32,057 |
| 67. | 8.4 | City Lights (1931) | 26,189 |
| 68. | 8.4 | Pan's Labyrinth (2006) | 146,661 |
| 69. | 8.4 | The Bridge on the River Kwai (1957) | 57,001 |
| 73. | 8.3 | Back to the Future (1985) | 193,596 |
| 76. | 8.3 | Singin' in the Rain (1952) | 53,673 |
| 77. | 8.3 | Modern Times (1936) | 34,283 |
| 78. | 8.3 | Some Like It Hot (1959) | 65,120 |
| 79. | 8.3 | Downfall (2004) | 79,339 |
| 80. | 8.3 | Amadeus (1984) | 93,824 |
| 82. | 8.3 | Up (2009) | 98,656 |
| 86. | 8.3 | Once Upon a Time in America (1984) | 69,619 |
| 87. | 8.3 | Rashômon (1950) | 37,702 |
| 88. | 8.3 | All About Eve (1950) | 34,041 |
| 89. | 8.3 | Metropolis (1927) | 38,074 |
| 92. | 8.3 | The Elephant Man (1980) | 56,059 |
| 93. | 8.3 | The Great Dictator (1940) | 35,609 |
| 95. | 8.3 | Rebecca (1940) | 34,340 |
| 96. | 8.3 | The Apartment (1960) | 35,148 |
| 102. | 8.3 | Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade (1989) | 166,457 |
| 104. | 8.3 | Unforgiven (1992) | 94,850 |
| 1 | |||
| 109. | 8.2 | Blade Runner (1982) | 180,492 |
| 111. | 8.2 | Hotel Rwanda (2004) | 88,590 |
| 112. | 8.2 | Mr. Smith Goes to Washington (1939) | 32,289 |
| 113. | 8.2 | Oldboy (2003) | 92,956 |
| 115. | 8.2 | Touch of Evil (1958) | 31,681 |
| 120. | 8.2 | The Wizard of Oz (1939) | 99,617 |
| 121. | 8.2 | District 9 (2009) | 139,791 |
| 122. | 8.2 | Heat (1995) | 139,775 |
| 126. | 8.2 | High Noon (1952) | 33,110 |
| 128. | 8.2 | Notorious (1946) | 30,406 |
| 129. | 8.2 | The Deer Hunter (1978) | 85,367 |
| 130. | 8.2 | There Will Be Blood (2007) | 125,772 |
| 134. | 8.2 | The Manchurian Candidate (1962) | 33,799 |
| 135. | 8.2 | The General (1926) | 19,201 |
| 137. | 8.2 | Platoon (1986) | 105,094 |
| 138. | 8.1 | Yojimbo (1961) | 28,261 |
| 140. | 8.1 | Ran (1985) | 33,508 |
| 142. | 8.1 | Ben-Hur (1959) | 56,594 |
| 143. | 8.1 | Million Dollar Baby (2004) | 135,312 |
| 144. | 8.1 | The Big Sleep (1946) | 28,085 |
| 147. | 8.1 | Witness for the Prosecution (1957) | 17,316 |
| 148. | 8.1 | Life of Brian (1979) | 90,932 |
| 151. | 8.1 | Wild Strawberries (1957) | 20,480 |
| 155. | 8.1 | Toy Story (1995) | 140,334 |
| 156. | 8.1 | Gone with the Wind (1939) | 76,406 |
| 162. | 8.1 | The Thing (1982) | 75,442 |
| 163. | 8.1 | Star Trek (2009) | 126,434 |
| 165. | 8.1 | Dog Day Afternoon (1975) | 57,342 |
| 166. | 8.1 | Ratatouille (2007) | 125,818 |
| 167. | 8.1 | Gandhi (1982) | 48,956 |
| 171. | 8.1 | The Wages of Fear (1953) | 13,643 |
| 172. | 8.1 | The Grapes of Wrath (1940) | 22,585 |
| 173. | 8.1 | Twelve Monkeys (1995) | 164,174 |
| 174. | 8.1 | 8½ (1963) | 28,563 |
| 175. | 8.1 | Casino (1995) | 104,591 |
| 176. | 8.1 | The Gold Rush (1925) | 20,105 |
| 177. | 8.1 | Diabolique (1955) | 13,993 |
| 179. | 8.1 | The Night of the Hunter (1955) | 24,805 |
| 180. | 8.1 | The Secret in Their Eyes (2009) | 12,625 |
| 181. | 8.0 | The Princess Bride (1987) | 120,899 |
| 183. | 8.0 | Judgment at Nuremberg (1961) | 13,594 |
| 185. | 8.0 | The Wild Bunch (1969) | 30,104 |
| 186. | 8.0 | Kind Hearts and Coronets (1949) | 12,604 |
| 187. | 8.0 | Children of Men (2006) | 151,590 |
| 190. | 8.0 | The Best Years of Our Lives (1946) | 16,821 |
| 191. | 8.0 | Sunrise: A Song of Two Humans (1927) | 10,898 |
| 192. | 8.0 | The Kid (1921) | 13,338 |
| 193. | 8.0 | Nights of Cabiria (1957) | 10,556 |
| 197. | 8.0 | Rosemary's Baby (1968) | 48,641 |
| 198. | 8.0 | Ed Wood (1994) | 71,853 |
| 199. | 8.0 | Harvey (1950) | 22,528 |
| 200. | 8.0 | Big Fish (2003) | 136,091 |
| 202. | 8.0 | A Streetcar Named Desire (1951) | 32,624 |
| 205. | 8.0 | Letters from Iwo Jima (2006) | 54,290 |
| 207. | 8.0 | Magnolia (1999) | 118,466 |
| 2 | |||
| 209. | 8.0 | Rocky (1976) | 92,085 |
| 210. | 8.0 | Shadow of a Doubt (1943) | 20,630 |
| 211. | 8.0 | Mystic River (2003) | 114,798 |
| 212. | 8.0 | Stalag 17 (1953) | 20,159 |
| 214. | 8.0 | Brief Encounter (1945) | 12,952 |
| 215. | 8.0 | The African Queen (1951) | 33,018 |
| 216. | 8.0 | Rope (1948) | 30,181 |
| 219. | 8.0 | Bonnie and Clyde (1967) | 39,922 |
| 220. | 8.0 | The Battle of Algiers (1966) | 13,271 |
| 221. | 8.0 | Duck Soup (1933) | 25,666 |
| 222. | 8.0 | Manhattan (1979) | 37,363 |
| 223. | 8.0 | Planet of the Apes (1968) | 55,667 |
| 224. | 8.0 | La strada (1954) | 17,133 |
| 225. | 8.0 | Patton (1970) | 38,331 |
| 226. | 8.0 | Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon (2000) | 105,847 |
| 227. | 8.0 | The Conversation (1974) | 31,818 |
| 228. | 8.0 | The 400 Blows (1959) | 22,933 |
| 230. | 8.0 | Changeling (2008) | 61,082 |
| 231. | 8.0 | Little Miss Sunshine (2006) | 145,265 |
| 232. | 8.0 | Barry Lyndon (1975) | 38,496 |
| 233. | 7.9 | The Nightmare Before Christmas (1993) | 75,677 |
| 234. | 7.9 | All Quiet on the Western Front (1930) | 20,630 |
| 235. | 7.9 | Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? (1966) | 18,871 |
| 237. | 7.9 | Anatomy of a Murder (1959) | 16,055 |
| 238. | 7.9 | The Truman Show (1998) | 148,862 |
| 239. | 7.9 | The Adventures of Robin Hood (1938) | 22,778 |
| 240. | 7.9 | Spartacus (1960) | 49,025 |
| 241. | 7.9 | Shutter Island (2010) | 78,765 |
| 242. | 7.9 | Shaun of the Dead (2004) | 127,280 |
| 244. | 7.9 | Glory (1989) | 55,559 |
| 245. | 7.9 | The Philadelphia Story (1940) | 27,119 |
| 246. | 7.9 | Toy Story 2 (1999) | 109,440 |
| 248. | 7.9 | Arsenic and Old Lace (1944) | 29,018 |
| 249. | 7.9 | The Lady Vanishes (1938) | 17,566 |
| 250. | 7.9 | Edward Scissorhands (1990) | 99,7 |
125, give or take. This is what I am doing right now, more or less, eating away at the list. Many minutes of brilliance.
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