Tagged for the first time..!!! Posted by rahul s , Wednesday, 26 August 2009 at 01:45, in

First of all SORRY for ,for being so late to respond.

Sorry A.S ...But better late than never na..and I am here..

And it was such a coincidence that when I was deciding for my comeback,I have been tagged!!!
This is the first time I am being tagged. Thank You A.S. :-p. You are so Sweet..

The rules are thus…
RULE 1
You can only say Guilty or Innocent
RULE 2You are not allowed to explain anything unless someone messages you and asks!
RULE 3
Copy and paste this into your notes , delete my answers, type in your answers and tag 20 of your friends to answer this.

Asked someone to marry you? Innocent

Ever kissed someone of the same sex? Innocent
Danced on a table in a bar? Innocent

Ever told a lie? Guilty,Guilty ,Guilty...

Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have back? Guilty,Guilty

Kissed a picture? Guilty

Slept in until 5 PM? Innocent

Fallen asleep at work/school? Guilty,Guilty,Guilty...

Held a snake? Innocent

Been suspended from school? Guilty

Worked at a fast food restaurant? Innocent

Stolen from a store? Guilty,Guilty
Been fired from a job? Innocent

Done something you regret? Guilty

Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? Guilty

Caught a snowflake on your tongue? Innocent

Kissed in the rain? Innocent

Sat on a roof top? Guilty

Kissed someone you shouldn’t? Innocent

Sang in the shower? Guilty.

Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? Innocent

Shaved your head? Innocent

Had a boxing membership? Innocent.
Made a girlfriend/boyfriend cry? Guilty

Been in a band? Innocent

Shot a gun? Innocent

Donated Blood? Innocent

Eaten alligator meat? Innocent
Eaten cheesecake? Innocent

Still love someone you shouldn’t? Guilty

Have/had a tattoo? Guilty

Liked someone, but will never tell who? Guilty

Been too honest? Guilty

Ruined a surprise? Guilty

Ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you couldn’t walk afterwards? Innocent

Erased someone in your friends list? Guilty

Dressed in a woman’s clothes (if you’re a guy) or man’s clothes (if you’re a girl)? Innocent

Joined a pageant? Innocent

Been told that you’re handsome or beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? Guilty
Had communication with your ex? Innocent

Got totally drunk on the night before exam?Guilty
Got totally angry that you cried so hard? Guilty

And these are my preys.......

Unqualified Opinion

Beautiful Disasters

Evincere...overcome

The Ground Level

Going to hell with her Spectacles

so Enjoy..!!

Mansoon Effect. Posted by rahul s , Friday, 24 July 2009 at 11:15, in Labels: mobile, monsoon, presentation, sleep

Last night it was heavy raining that it was too cold to wake up today.Time was around 8.00 a.m and I was still on my bed thinking of giving a break to my work.Under the blanket,I felt like floating in the arctic sea.Cold kept creeping into the body through my legs,but it was a nice feeling.

"Ohm Mangalam Mangalam.........." It was my mobile.

"Arae you didn't wake till now?Come wake up.Its already late for you." As usual it was my mother.She always does this to me.eh.

"Hello..Amma ..I will.You don't have to tell this everyday.Can't you see ,I have grown up." I was rather disturbed and I was arrogant.She cut the call. I resumed my sleep.

"Ohm Mangalam Mangalam........" Again this stupid thing...!

"Hey...my Hero ....still sleeping kya? Wake up wake up.I have 10 minutes time to talk with you."The sound was sweet and feminine and she was my Girl friend ( sorry mum..I have never told you).But sometimes upsetting our sleep by the most sugarful voice is disgusting.

"Yea...oney............tell..I 'll listen..eh. " I was half sleeping.

She was talking and talking.I was unintersetd in everything and responded with a mere hum.

"Hey ..why you not talking anything? come on da."

"Da..I will call you after some time. I am little busy now .Please yaar."

"eh..You don show the same affection you showed to me earlier.I will show you" She shouted at me and ended the call.

Shit..!eh..But at that moment all I wanted to concentrate was my sleep.


"Ohm Mangalam Mangalam......... " Who invented this bullshit..? I was really really frustrated with this crap equipment.

"Helllllo....." I fear my sound went tough this time.

"I am Mr.Devashish "

"Oh..Sir, Good morning Sir."I should have checked the number before yelling.eh.Sure I will get from him for this.

"Your presentation is assigned at 8.30 right? Its already 8.15...Where are you? Guess you are on your way . Try to speed up.We all are waiting for you."

"Sir..yes sir..I am on my way...Will reach in 10 minutes."I had no other option.

" 10 mins?? I must see you here in 5 mins"

" Sir ,I am trying.but its blocked over here"

"okkey...come fast"



I finished the call and looked at the clock.I could do nothing but laugh.
Hmmm...this may be what is called a 'Monsoon Effect' !!!

Guess you had similar experiences na? Am I alone?

When clock rotated backwards....a Reunion... Posted by rahul s , Monday, 13 July 2009 at 21:28, in Labels: friendship, nostalgia, reunion

Time span takes a lot from us.It makes us more responsible and more eccentric.It loots our youthfulness and free flying life.It poles our friendships,school, college,by at least the physical presence.It promotes us to get settled.

Recently,the wedding party of my friend's sister turned out to a rostrum for a reunion.The memories flown back to each of our mind like tides receding the shore.Those days in our college,inseparable friendships,laugh-outs and pulling legs and eventually with the mix of time got dispersed into different corners of life. eh..Nostalgia..No one could resist it.A feeling that's so amazing and joyful for moments and later when we are alone, assemblage as an aggregate of ecstatic yesterday and painful today.Some of us last saw each other almost a year back.But last Saturday,the same 'time element' brought us together,rewinding those good old recollections.

All friendships starts from silly chats,dialogues,laugh outs,

freak outs,sketching(chick watching.. :-p. ),smokes and drinks ( hot or cold).Everyone preserved these flavours and it was magnificently visible at the party and thereafter.By the way, we met each other for the first time in a year at our great Bay Pride Mall (the heaviest collection center in Cochin...lolz..) We also gave a visit to the Convent junction (St.Teresa convent junction is always famous for the nearby women's college ) and paid our tribute to the hottest babes.Being Saturday the population was less than normal, but we adjusted.In search of more beauties,we moved to Oberon Mall, the new outing space of Cochin.It was better and sketched to the core (ha ha wat else we will do there ? eh). We oscillated up and down like a spring just out of stress and the escalators helped us to catch our preys pretty quick.It could have made easier for us if they had provided sitting corners.Standing for three or so hours was a bit hard which lazy guys like us never used to do.

Our next pit stop was day before the marriage ceremony ( mailanji kalyanam) and at night our celebrations started with as usually our favourite drinks(!!!) .The guitarist played his guitar and it was fun.Songs came out from everyone (even from the most silent one.. is that me?? eh) .Nenjukkul paithidum,minnalazhake ,pappa kehate hai,summer of sixty nine , and many other rock songs.Those moments were truly magical.Frankly, I never thought it would be such a beautiful one.Enjoyment was to the fullest(if there is a word like that),forgetting all the sorrows and miseries of the recession hard hit college after days.Even the patrol police stopped a few minutes in front of our gates because such was the level of noise at 12 am midnight.But after some silent filled minutes,we blabbered and blabbered and blabbered .It seemed endless until 3 - 3.30 when the toll of sleepiness creeped into our head.I hoped it could carried on for ever.But life's reality is a different one na..heh.

Next day ,we attended the marriage .Some of our friends who couldn't make it for the day before party came on that day.Happy that I could see them also.In Kerala ,marriages are during day time unlike those in Northern India.The lunch was heavy.Then we had some photo sessions with the bride and groom and our own (ha ha) on the stage.Time constrained our plans for any further trips.So we decided to feel the breeze of Aluva Manalppuram and the Periyar river side.Sun was blazing but it was fun.And sad that it was the disseminating point.Some had to catch the bus,train.Some had to join their work.Some had to travel back to home and some had other business.Two days where like two years.I guess all of us underwent the same feelings and emotions as I did or better than I did.

And this is a part of life.Mix of happiness and unhappiness.A pastry of dear one around us and loneliness.Now I am alone.I know tomorrow also I will be alone.But ,I can see there is a day when we can meet again like this.There where some others who missed this.I dedicate this blog to all those whom I missed there.There is no need of thanking our sweet friend for inviting all us us coz even without inviting we would have poached the function.'We don have any shame' lolz..His sister is ours sister too..Obviously its our duty na..

One thing I understood.We enjoyed our college life and we miss those days now.I also found out an intersting fact - even if one starts earning in lakhs,even if one is not working ,even if one is pursuing masters degree from hign profile college,even if from a low profile college, even if we are meeting after a long time ,we will remain as 'WE' for ever.Character never changes ..never!!!We will be friends for ever.And ever.

I am hundred percent sure ,everyone had their own unions and reunions.How was yours??

An experiment with colours... Posted by rahul s , Wednesday, 8 July 2009 at 05:30, in

The first work after I re-discovered the ARTIST in me ....

For Six years ,I was out of touch,

For Six years,I never saw the brush.

I thought I had forgotten the colours,

I thought my tubes were dry and my pallet was lost...

But,Somewhere down the line,it was still there...And here it came...

The world after our death... Posted by rahul s , Friday, 3 July 2009 at 06:45, in Labels: answer, death, life after, thoughts

'"How will be the world after our death looking like ? "I asked this question to my mother.She was washing plates and uninterestingly she replied,"aah..I don't know.I am alive now and never ask such questions to me."She was irritated by my doubt .

I asked the same question to my brother."nah..I 've no idea..better you put an sms to my cell after you die,......Hell , may be..heh..atleast I will know that when I am alive" . In a flashhe responded. " Sure da..but I don't know whether the mobile network is available over there..huh..".I ran away from him.

I brought this question when I was chatting with my friend who just came from abroad." Ha ha..No one is bothered to see the world properly when

they are alive.Then why are you bothered to see world after death? "...."hmmm...That's true"..I whispered.

" Nonsense! I have no time to answer your foolish question" my dad responded a little harshly because I was interupting his work.I have no other choice other than to leave his place without any answer.

When I got back home,my mum's 6th standard tuition kid was sitting there with his face doomed into his english textbook.I decided to try my luck on

him...

The kid replied ,"hey I guess its easy..If we donate your eyes after your death we can see world through another person na....hehe.. how is my idea?"....

Wow !!...What an innocent and honest reply...I never thought of such an option.But a child like him did..! eh..I realized it was some sort of answer I was looking for..."Well done boy and thanks for your answer".I said ,with a hug.

What is your answer ?? Well, is there any better answer than this?

A look back to my village... Posted by rahul s , Tuesday, 30 June 2009 at 11:04, in Labels: city, life, nostalgia, school days., village

I spent a large chunk of my educational days in rural-semi rural regions of Kerala.When we shifted to Cochin,obviously it was a hard process for me to cop up with the so called metropolitan life.

I often found it dificult to perch between my traditional thoughts and city concepts.

Earlier at times,I thought it better for me to go back to my village .The mechanical life,the daily hurry- burry,tension,pollution,hard life...these were the general perception of mine about a city.

Last week I had a trip back to my village after a very long time and I couldn't resist recalling those good old days.Thinking of those days in Edathuva,23 kms southeast of Alleppey,the aura still keeps coming ...from somewhere,some how...The memory owerpowered me like a salt tide flooding into an estuary.

Cuckoos where the first one to wake me up every morning.Even before my mother.They were like natural alarms.Evenmore efficient and never needed any batteries to run on. En route to my school ,the paddy fields ,elaborate network of canals bringing water and wet cows mazing tender green grass were too good scenes that I never remeber to forget.

The air was fresh even in the afternoons and when I was back from my school,I never felt any tiredness.I still remember...I rush to the near by uncultivated paddy field where we childhood friends played cricket and football according to the seasons.When it was raining,we prefered football and got mixed with the soil and digged the land better than how a tractor does.

I cherished my summer days.Cricket was the main sport but the 'stadium' remained the same.Even though I was the worst cricketer on the pitch,it was just a fun soaking under the heat of sun and a mild sun stroke.Visitng my relatives was the next big hobby.Used to get a boat or an ordinary trademark transport bus with busted edges and leaking roofs .

Rains made my village gorgeous and she was more sexy during this period of the year.The light greens,brown shades turned into intense green with a bluish ingrain.The river often flooded and I could easliy touch the water within two steps down my house's front door.At this time,even a seeve was enough for me to do fishing .

I learned to swin in the sacred river Pamba which brused up the banks near my house.Instead of tubes,we used fiber stem of banana trees that always listened to the bouyancy theory.

My pets cows,dogs,cats....roosteers,ducks,crows,kooyil,sparrow,humming birds....and occasional visitors like rat-snakes,cobras,mangoose etc etc.

The festivals..onam,vishu,christmas etc...there it was a heritage ..the Utsavams in temples and Perunals in churches...it was a celebration...the boat races...etc etc.No matter whether its happiness or sorrow,the men over there shared it around a bottle at Toddy Shops(Kallu Shap).

Eh..It was a time....And now I am a transformed metro man....But deep in my inner mind,I would like to remain as a village boy..For always and forever..

Tribute to the King of Pop... Posted by rahul s , Friday, 26 June 2009 at 19:01, in Labels: celebrity, death, Michael Jackson, moon walk, music, Pop music

Today I woke at 5.30 a.m as I had to pick my dad from railway station.It was drizziling outside.Cloudy,gloomy and dark...Felt as if it's going to be a mournful day.Hoping that I'll be proved wroved wrong,I went to railway station.

Came back home ,I could'nt restart my sleep.I tuned into the system and opened my orkut.Searching for any transfer news in the manchester united's community,First forum I saw was (off topic) Michael Jackson died.At first I thought it was just a spam.Just to fool others.Their was a link inside http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/8119951.stm.

Opening BBC New's link I was shocked.I rushed to TV in search of more reliable options.CNN,BBC,IBN,Times Now...all reporting the same.

I couldn't speak anything for a moment.Shellshocked was I felled on to my sofa.Is this just another bad dream?? Hmm..I really wished it was..I wished that topic was a spam...

I don't remember any other celebrity who has achieved much as fame as MJ and attracted controversies like he did.He revolutionized the pop music ..The passion,happiness and love associated with his songs were just magical..hypnotizing.

Off the wall ,Thriller,Bad,Dangerous,History,Invincible...

Beat it..,Bilie Jean,.rock with you,Human nature,Smooth criminal,ABC,Shake Your Body,Heal the world......

His stage shows...His moon walks...his electrified performances ...

Striffs he indulged with...accusations,sex scandels,child sex,court battles,marriages...Even those incidences never brought his image down.

His complicated life style..personality..celebrity..worldwide fan base..his achievements..fame..glory..

At 50...much was left in him.

We are going to miss everything.....His 50 comback concerts tipped for starting next month..evrything...

I am off.....gonna stop writing about him now...I don't know how to respond.More I'm writing more bad I am feeling.

Only his body is going to dematerialize ..his soul,his songs,his magic ...it's imortal.

I was thinking...the elements of unpredictability in life sometimes turn out to be such a cruel business.

May his soul rest in peace....Long live his music...