2008 was cool B)

Disclaimer - However boring the reasons may be, be prepared to put up with them. Else, write up much interesting happenings in your own blog. Period.

Ahem "Top 10 reasons" that made me say 2008 was cool >>>

#1 I'm done with my Masters. No more studying.
(well not "no more". I mean at least not now)

#2 I loved my Spanish classes, I loved the language even more.
Simply music!

#3 My DOJ was delayed. Who cares? I watched a 100+ movies
(cheap-me huh?? LOL!)

#4 "We" have become more matured in our fights. (voila!)

#5 The world hit recession, yet I made profits
(evil-grin heeehaaahawww)

#6 Obama is the President-elect. Whoa! I love it!
(Forrest Gump told me how long the US has walked)

#7 Suddenly mj took a liking to German, I did the same :D (MMB was awesome, so was Deutsch)

#8 J will have a little-cute-J soon! Will it be Dorothy or Denzel?? The world will have to wait ;)

#9 G is getting married. Ok. Nothing that impressive, tho' out of some goodwill I write :P

#10 Weißmond's wedding is fixed *yay!* Pats to Prakash & you gal!!


Two languages, Two weddings and A people's President.
It can't get any better ;))
It was all was definitely awesome, cos I expect 2009 to be the worst.
(war over the M word will start!)
All wrote and read. Happy New Year ;)

The Good, The Bad and The Ugly

24.11.2008

The Good

A teenie-weenie cyclone that popped out of nowhere was determined to cause more destruction that it actually could. This morning, electricity was suspended. I appreciated my inverter like never before. We decided to stay at low consumption mode (cos of cats' exam), turned off the TV and turned to the books.

Books(!) the best thing after a LONG time. Amma, Appa and I were poring over books like never before. It was bliss. My bro busied himself with books too - well, thanks to the Survey exams. Suddenly he was in high spirits, by high I mean real HIGH. Seems the exams were postponded. Later, we spoke through the night... Cyclone?? The day was simply great.

25.11.2008

The Bad.

The morning was calm as well. More books, more chat. Reality struck me later, out on the roads the water levels were ankle-high and since the rains never stopped, they were obviously expected to rise. The rains were SO heavy and SO continuous . "Chembarambakam" dam reached its' full capacity and its' gates were opened. This plainly meant a mini-flashflood was on its way!

I was getting slightly worried about the floods (and that I had to bunk German class) when I promptly got a call from Max Muller Bhavan saying classes were suspended! Great!

By the evening the inverter quit working. No complaints, it did a great job of sustaining a day and three-fourths. Lanterns, mosquito repellent sprays and slight annoyance in the air.

26.11.2008

The Ugly.

No electricity yet. Worse, my cell had "almost" no charge. As if switching off TV, PC wasn't bad enough, I even had to switch off my mobile. Judicious usage :|

It was then we got to know about the attack in Mumbai. Noone can a thing, but pray. We prayed, hoped. Hoped that the attacks ceased. Hoped for the savior "electricity" to be back. Most of all hoped to catch a glimpse of what happened.

Finally by the night, say 10pm, electricity supply was regained. Horror was splashed on the Television. I just fail to understand, how can so much of brutality be present in a human brain. Plain barbarism, plain stupidity.

The following day, the dead heroes were saluted.

I salute these men who gave their lives for us.

I'd now salute the living heroes, those men whose names I not know of, 

the men whose names will be splashed by the media someday.

P/s My connector was short-circuited. Thanks to the rain.

My eyes are much better today due to the "Lack of internet" so long.

He wanted to say..

"My words are nearly always an offense.
I don't know how to speak of anything
So as to please you. But I might be taught
I should suppose. I can't say I see how.
A man must partly give up being a man
With women-folk."

But being a man of words he did not want to waste words and left in silence and left Robert Frost in peace. A love-smitten-young-man with mesmerizing eyes. Who knows that words can hurt more than the gnawing of a love bug.

I seek forgiveness my Lord. Thou art my firth.

Hallo to blogging!

Why is it so hard to get a blog address of your choice? Why am I told "Sorry, this blog address is not available" in the most non-sorriest way? How many in the world called Kappu? How many Kappu's are blogging? If they aren't blogging, will they let me swap URL's? ;)
Hmfph. Too many questions.





Except the above Graffito, this blog has nothing to do with Grafitti or walls. Yet expression is the way of life and Grafitti has been doing it all the while. So, all thoughts harsh, lovable, irky will be screamed unto this virtual-web-wall.
Okay. So, I have a personal page on this immeasurably huge server. Great. What next? :|