Out of passiveness

Its been quite some time since the amateur writer in me sprang up from its grave and did a hulala dance....well one thing that at times haunts me is "passiveness"...when suddenly the ship of your life becomes rudderless,the captain becomes the drunk captain Sparrow and the crew begins to enjoy the belly dance....What do you actually do when all your short-term goals have been completed or they themselves have shown you "the finger".At first you say...wow..i am going to sleep like i haven't slept in ages,i am going to eat like a hungry caveman,i am going to flirt like have never seen a girl before but alas when you cross the threshold limits of these indeed extremely pleasurable activities, they tend to bring in with them "mundanity".

GOALS completed look always good when on a death mission but when the neurons get a taste of laxity and lethargy , my friend you are doomed for every new idea your beloved brain cells will give u a 100 reasons why it will lead to the end of the world...It requires a lot of effort and courage to come out of this "honeymoon period" and get back on track,give a kick to ur rusted machines...i have been trying that since 6th march and finally i am switching from the psu mode to the private mode.(no offense to any psu but i still feel they work at 50-60% efficiency).

aah how dare i end without praising my dear old neighbours....PAKISTAN...
i have a few questions...
1)does pak recognise shoaib as its citizen??...they have a knack of disowning proved pakistani citizens...

2)..why lie, shoaib when you can marry 4 times....that was just your first man...

3)..i thought pakistan has enough beautiful women ...then why do you come to india like a woman starved junkie...first poor fat ayesha now the "beautifool" sania.

4)...i can go on but i guess let this poor ass rest in peace...he has already commited a sin by imbibing the "pak mentality"

ohh man it feels go good talking about old friends....:)

ps---lalit modi...you a lucky man...send a few of ur cheerleaders to nsit..:P

pps---will be back with a new "fountainhead"
happy blogging...:)

Born in the wrong era??

At times i wonder,would i be a happier ass had i been born in the 1970's /1980's.Alright lets fight it out.The thing which really really draws me towards this period is nothing but its simplicity.The simplicity of the human race and how we humans looked at life.The sweetness in the approach even if it is the most "cannibalistic" thought in nature.Look at the movies made in that period-they all speak nothing but simplicity...who could imagine the success of "simply gabbar".The songs of that era still have the power to moisten ur eyes...but the "sharara sharara" or the "chiggy wiggy" of today...nah....hands down man...i will give up the so called technological advancements of today which are more of a handicap.Dint people live before the inventions of A.C,mobile phones,refrigerators blah blah blah...We humans,have become slave to our own creations and yet the "apple" hasnt struck us.
i did trade the 70's to the 21st any day...but i guess Mr Fox in me will pacify me with sour grapes.

well i know this was more gibberish than less(heyyy i am being modest!),guess i gotta start calling myself now..:P

ps--incase u dint get the last line..feel free to ask...cant guarantee that for the whole post though.

pps--this is to add a ppps.bang on-

ppps-HAPPY BLOGGING.:)

bloggeromania

Here i am(bon jovi) yet again,trying my hand at yet another "addiction" of the cyber world.I have tried every other drug of the virtual world--the "chirkut",the facebook which is more of a "status book",the famed twitter--poor shashi tharoor..i doubt twitter will allow him to earn his living in peace.:P and now the B****(come on i am not going to use profanities sin my inaugural post..its the good old "blog")You come here try ur hand at the nefarious modes of writing/penning down ur thoughts not so much for your so called fellow citizens of the globe but to satisfy ur own ego...the ego which lies deep inside u a.k.a the Basilisk of "harry da puttar" which surfaces from time to time ready to rip open any element of obstruction in its path to "egotism".This monster lives inside each of us and slowly poisons our beautiful soul.alright lets leave my sermons on soul beauty for a later state.
but one thing i am sure of...this blog ride is sure going to be a bumpy ride and i have started enjoying the high of this drug.

stay tuned....lots of spicy stuff coming up
adios!