Questions,Questions and Questions!!

Starting Time: 9:03 am


Name: Rajeev

Sisters: Hansika

Brothers: --Sunny ((everyone has a disaster in thier family...ok just kidding!!!!)

what are u wearin? Metallica tee n shorts
Favorite Number: 6

Favorite Alcoholic Drink: Rum

Non-Alcoholic Drink: Pina-colada

Favorite Month: June

Favorite Breakfast: Paranthas


***********Have You Ever*****************


Love someone so much THEY made you cry? yes (Pretty often)

Broken a bone: Yup..a lot of time.

Been in a police car: Nope.

Been on a boat? Yes.

Came close to dying: Once or twice

Been in a hot tub: No.

Swam in the ocean:No

Fallen asleep in school:Never..dont u dare to ask abt IITianGiri :P

Broken someone's heart: Yes.

Cried when someone died: Yes.

Fell off your chair:Yup a few times

Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: Yes( can u believe three days n three night without sleeping)


Been cheated on: NO


***********What is-****************


Your room like?I don't have my own room i just sleep anywhere and dump clothes where i feel like

Whats right beside you? Classic mild`s pack

What is the last thing you ate? uttapam!


--------------------------Ever Had- -------------------------------


Chicken pox: Yes.

Sore throat: Yup

Stitches:Yup

Broken nose: No


-------------------Do You------------------------------------


Like picnics?no not really

Like School? I miss school.


------------------------Questions----------------------------------------


Who was the last person you danced with?Myself

Who makes you smile? Eric Cartman :P


--------------------------Who---------------------------------------------


Did you last yell at: I never yell :D
Do you like filling these out? They're time killers.


-------------------Final Questions---------------------------


What are you listening to right now? tomorrow turned into yesterday --Nevermore

Hated someone in your family? Most of them :-)

What car do you wish to have: safari

Good singer: scope maxx

Diamond or pearl: neither of both

Indoors or outdoors: Both.


----------------------------Today did you------------------------------


1. Talk to someone you like? yes

3. Get sick? No

4. Sing: Yes. hallowed be thy name :D

5. Talked to an ex:Do i have 1 ? :D :P

6. Miss someone: Yes.


--------------------------Last person who---------------------------


7. Was in your bed (besides you):Alone

8. You talked to on the phone? Devashish

9. Made you cry? Guddu (GWD)
10. Went to the movies with? i watch almost of all them on computer itself (IIT rocks) :P

11. Went to the mall with you? Tejas

12. Went to Europe: Never :o(

13. Went to Asia: Never.

14. Went to Russia: Never.

15. Went to the Bahamas: Never.

18. Went to Mexico: Never.

19. Went to Canada: Never.

20. Went to Africa: Never.


----------------Random-----------------------


21. Do you like someone at the moment: at a moment scope hota hai.

22. What books are you reading right now: David A. Wise --the Google Story

23. Best feeling in the world: Uh oh!!.

24. Future kids names: Abhilash(Guddu)

25. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: No

26. What's under your bed? the book named INCEST :D

30.Favorite location? I m sitting now.

33. Do you have a job? No

35. Ever liked someone you thought you didn't have a chance with? Yes.

37. Are you lonely right now:Yeah


Time Finished: 9:19 am

THe Real You

To discover a person,within you or without,takes the heart of oceans,to bear all the shocks,startles and doubts..Take courage,not to be ashamed of your goodness,needs experience,to uncover the way your thoughts dress..its hard trying to interrupt your suppressed desires,it hurts to acknowledge that you are one of them...liars.Its like someone is strangling u when you are making the decision,to let your walls down or not.it pains worse then the incision reasons fade and masks dilate,when the transparent u unaware,unwarned,innocent?ready for the crime to let all fears submerge..

Life seems meaningful when u crush every moment for delight,u become a better human when u unload the baggage and bite those frights,no longer scared of that person gawking at you curiously,suspiciously as if u r a stranger

Complexities wont mingle up to give you a simple,straight definition,you have picked up the pieces scattered and battered and perform integration.Not fun to poke through the wounded you demanding explanations,to steer through the layers shelling your true identification.There is no final conclusion,no net result,no end to this.You are left hanging with a glimpse,which just touches and vanishes deeper and deeper..You push yourself the more u try to gather yourself the more u lose yourself..

Admit it,the real you doesn't even exist,You are what u choose to be just a circumstantial myth.You live perfecting this art of weaving yourself around fate,HE never qualified you to the next level,you have alwez been the bait!!

NEVERMORE!

Midnights so dreary, tired and weary.
Silently pondering volumes extolling all by-now obsolete lore.
During my rather long nap - the weirdest tap!
An ominous vibrating sound disturbing my chamber's antedoor.
"This", I whispered quietly, "I ignore".

Perfectly, the intellect remembers: the ghostly fires, a glittering ember.
Inflamed by lightning's outbursts, windows cast penumbras upon this floor.
Sorrowful, as one mistreated, unhappy thoughts I heeded:
That inimitable lesson in elegance - Lenore -
Is delighting, exciting...nevermore.

Ominously, curtains parted (my serenity outsmarted),
And fear overcame my being - the fear of "forevermore".
Fearful foreboding abided, selfish sentiment confided,
As I said, "Methinks mysterious traveler knocks afore.
A man is visiting, of age threescore."

Taking little time, briskly addressing something: "Sir," (robustly)
"Tell what source originates clamorous noise afore?
Disturbing sleep unkindly, is it you a-tapping, so slyly?
Why, devil incarnate!--" Here completely unveiled I my antedoor--
Just darkness, I ascertained - nothing more.

While surrounded by darkness then, I persevered to clearly comprehend.
I perceived the weirdest dream...of everlasting "nevermores".
Quite, quite, quick nocturnal doubts fled - such relief! - as my intellect said,
(Desiring, imagining still) that perchance the apparition was uttering a whispered "Lenore".
This only, as evermore.

Silently, I reinforced, remaining anxious, quite scared, afraid,
While intrusive tap did then come thrice - O, so stronger than sounded afore.
"Surely" (said silently) "it was the banging, clanging window lattice."
Glancing out, I quaked, upset by horrors hereinbefore,
Perceiving: a "nevermore".

Completely disturbed, I said, "Utter, please, what prevails ahead.
Repose, relief, cessation, or but more dreary 'nevermores'?"
The bird intruded thence - O, irritation ever since! -
Then sat on Pallas' pallid bust, watching me (I sat not, therefore),
And stated "nevermores".

Bemused by raven's dissonance, my soul exclaimed, "I seek intelligence;
Explain thy purpose, or soon cease intoning forlorn 'nevermores'!"
"Nevermores", winged corvus proclaimed - thusly was a raven named?
Actually maintain a surname, upon Pluvious seashore?
I heard an oppressive "nevermore".

My sentiments extremely pained, to perceive an utterance so plain,
Most interested, mystified, a meaning I hoped for.
"Surely," said the raven's watcher, "separate discourse is wiser.
Therefore, liberation I'll obtain, retreating heretofore -
Eliminating all the 'nevermores' ".

Still, the detestable raven just remained, unmoving, on sculptured bust.
Always saying "never" (by a red chamber's door).
A poor, tender heartache maven - a sorrowful bird - a raven!
O, I wished thoroughly, forthwith, that he'd fly heretofore.
Still sitting, he recited "nevermores".

The raven's dirge induced alarm - "nevermore" quite wearisome.
I meditated: "Might its utterances summarize of a calamity before?"
O, a sadness was manifest - a sorrowful cry of unrest;
"O," I thought sincerely, "it's a melancholy great - furthermore,
Removing doubt, this explains 'nevermores' ".

Seizing just that moment to sit - closely, carefully, advancing beside it,
Sinking down, intrigued, where velvet cushion lay afore.
A creature, midnight-black, watched there - it studied my soul, unawares.
Wherefore, explanations my insight entreated for.
Silently, I pondered the "nevermores".

"Disentangle, nefarious bird! Disengage - I am disturbed!"
Intently its eye burned, raising the cry within my core.
"That delectable Lenore - whose velvet pillow this was, heretofore,
Departed thence, unsettling my consciousness therefore.
She's returning - that maiden - aye, nevermore."

Since, to me, that thought was madness, I renounced continuing sadness.
Continuing on, I soundly, adamantly forswore:
"Wretch," (addressing blackbird only) "fly swiftly - emancipate me!"
"Respite, respite, detestable raven - and discharge me, I implore!"
A ghostly answer of: "nevermore".

" 'Tis a prophet? Wraith? Strange devil? Or the ultimate evil?"
"Answer, tempter-sent creature!", I inquired, like before.
"Forlorn, though firmly undaunted, with 'nevermores' quite indoctrinated,
Is everything depressing, generating great sorrow evermore?
I am subdued!", I then swore.

In answer, the raven turned - relentless distress it spurned.
"Comfort, surcease, quiet, silence!" - pleaded I for.
"Will my (abusive raven!) sorrows persist unabated?
Nevermore Lenore respondeth?", adamantly I encored.
The appeal was ignored.

"O, satanic inferno's denizen -- go!", I said boldly, standing then.
"Take henceforth loathsome "nevermores" - O, to an ugly Plutonian shore!
Let nary one expression, O bird, remain still here, replacing mirth.
Promptly leave and retreat!", I resolutely swore.
Blackbird's riposte: "nevermore".

So he sitteth, observing always, perching ominously on these doorways.
Squatting on the stony bust so untroubled, O therefore.
Suffering stark raven's conversings, so I am condemned, subserving,
To a nightmare cursed, containing miseries galore.
Thus henceforth, I'll rise (from a darkness, a grave) -- nevermore!

-- E. Poe



Yeah nevermore!
Poe is GOD!

Fuckity Fuck

F**k, F**k, F**k.

How did you read the first three words of this post? Of course, you read ‘Fuck, Fuck, Fuck’. So what is the point of putting in the gobblies ‘**’ in order to somehow disguise the word and its meaning?

F-U-C-K as four separate letters has no meaning other than they are just four letters of the alphabet. But when put together they can have any number of meanings. For instance, “Fuck off�? expressed with appropriate nuance leaves you in no doubt as to what is meant. “Fuck me�? can express great surprise (like you’ve just won a million on the Lotto) or even indicate an invitation to become ‘extremely’ intimate.

So, you have an editor sitting at their keyboard doing what editors do, deciding what is the best word, phrase or sentence to convey a particular meaning or message. When considering the ‘F’ word they have three choices - use ‘fuck’, ‘f**k’ or leave it out altogether. The principal concern, I imagine, is how the reader will react.

Let’s say, for example, that it’s an Irish Times writer, very respectable paper, very establishment, but with a whiff of rebellion about it, a bit of “we can be dangerously liberal if pushed�? attitude. The writer decides to use ‘fuck’ for impact, but to reduce that impact (in case any retired archbishops are reading) by substituting the letters ‘uc’ with the gobblies ‘**’.

This choice and mindset is, of course, bullshit. Everybody, including the retired archbishop instinctively and without even considering the meaning immediately sees ‘fuck’. So why bother trying to utilize the impact of the word ‘fuck’ and at the same time try to conceal the word - it’s hypocritical. Either use the word in its full glory ‘fuck’ or use another word like ‘feck’, ‘bejasus’, or ‘by golly’.

Just this week I read the word ‘c**t’ in a newspaper article. I wonder what that word could be? Perhaps ‘cant’, ‘cart’, or maybe ‘cast’? No my friends, the word intended was ‘cunt’. So why couldn’t the paper just say so or use what it might consider to be a more acceptable word (unless they are quoting)? Obviously, the paper wanted to use the word for its impact but did not want to accept responsibility for its generally accepted meaning, so the word is disguised and in so doing attempts to transfer the use and real meaning of the word to the reader. The reader then becomes responsible for any negative interpretations of the gobblied word. “Hey, we just published some gobblies bracketed by two letters, if you automatically interpret them as ‘fuck’, ‘cunt’, ‘shit’, well… you know… it’s not our fault.”

What do you think reader? Am I right? Is it really just a case of editorial cowardice or am I just plain wrong? If you think I am then ‘fuck’ you. ;-)