orkut.....

Just checked into orkut. The daily fortune told me that I will inherit a lot of money.
Please God, I don't want to inherit a lot of money. It implies that someone is going to die......
Been loafing around orkut. There is this poor girl in M.S. Ramaiah College who has an orkut profile showing nude pictures as well as a community called "....... lovers". The "...." was for her name which I would not like to divuge. You get into the community and there are discussions about how much she charged for various favours.
This is plain harassment!!!! Someone should put a stop to this!
Besides there are these tremendous bores.
You find one profile with a decent looking photo. You check out her profile and you find dozens of frustrated souls asking her to be their "fren"
God!!! Guys get a life! There are better ways of finding a girl.
But girls are no exception to this. A friend of mine has a nice profile and every once in a while he has to turn down friend requests from girls he does not know. It gets rather tiresome. You ask them who they are and they of course don't reply. This poor guy once put his cell number on line. This girl adds him. He wonders about it but accepts. A scrapping game begins. Finally one fine evening when he was really busy, our lady calls and pains him repeatedly. The poor fellow had no clue what hit him when he heard lines like "I am coming over to Bangalore. Don't disappoint me, I thought we had something going." Since he had his parents' phone number also online, he promptly removed all phone numbers from his profile and now only accepts friend requests from people he knows.........
God! This is harassment!
If anyone is reading this....please leave orkut clean and fun!

By the way...

This blog started out as a travelogue. The initial intention was to keep it that way. Since I keep making a lot of trips, I decided it would be a nice way for me to record all my trips and keep them for posterity (Man!!! Do I use big words..)
I have been sadly lacking in that respect. After the Bandipore trip, I took a lot of trips which I have not recorded..... Sakleshpur, Pondicherry, Savanadurga, Coorg.
Now Hetul has been pestering me to put down atleast the Coorg trip. It was one of the most fun trips I have had......
If anyone has been reading these idle thoughts of an idle fellow, please be patient. The Coorg trip deserves a decent travelogue and will get it in good time....

On the therapeutic effects of heavy metal....

Rock has always been a part of me. Starting from Bryan Adams (off a cassette which my bro bought and I stole..) to Rammstein, ACDC, Green Day that I listen to these days.
Many people have been responsible for giving this gift to me. My brother, Brijendar, Madhu (school-time buddies), Chiro, Sid, Shiraj, Arnab Chaks....etc...
These days when I sit and mope in front of my PC and look at the list of people who have checked out my profile recently (all of them entirely male...unfortunately), I just turn on ACDC and lose myself in the sounds of the guitar.
It would be a mistake to call ACDC melodious....blasphemy even. All I can say is that it resonates with whatever I have inside me. Now elementary physics tells you that resonance leads to increase in the energy levels of the resonating system. The same thing happens to me.
After a tiring day at work, I need half an hour's rock therapy to get me going for a nice post dinner session at home.
Rock rocks!!!!

This and that...

Mum's here.
She came in, took one look at my house and uttered these fateful words, " Kanan, you need a woman".
I was calmly refreshing myself with a big swallow of water. I promptly coughed.
I need not have done that. She only meant a house-maid.
Well, let me state right at the outset that having a "woman" will do me a lot of good. Particularly the live-in kind, but the house-maid she got me has already done me a lot of good in other respects. The house looks spick and span and well organized.
She even got a complete bar-service. My friends (Hetul and Tarun) were thunderstruck when they opened the package. So was I, but to a lesser extent.
God! Its nice to have such cool parents.

Lonely lonely nights...

Please don't jump to the conclusion that I used to have not-so-lonesome nights earlier....Sorry! Life is too unromantic for me.
But yes, I have shifted into my apartment and its lonely.
Its nice otherwise. Nice locality, place all to myself. I have a bedroom and a study. The study has a broadband connection and LOTS of books. But things are all in a mess right now (And I hate messes.....both at work and at home). There is no maid to clean up and do the laundry so I have to do it myself. (which I don't do....)
What I miss the most is the laugh riot that we used to have in our apartment when everyone returned from work...Saraogi, Soni, Hetul, Gunjan, Surya, Tapan...
Now they have all gone their separate ways.... (Hetul is very much around and lives right above my apartment but we hardly get to talk after his status change)
Hmm hmm...I guess I'll blog a lot more now.