tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54913082012-01-20T00:20:51.348-06:00Get-A-Fix. Its a druid character in Astrix comic books. I love the name. Reminds me to "Get-A-Fix" when faced with problematic issues instead of hiding behind half-assed excuses.Yogustushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11341232279563264587noreply@blogger.comBlogger301100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491308.post-51132954412324055242008-03-16T16:10:00.003-06:002008-03-23T20:13:51.131-06:00

6-Word Memoir. I am sure people who are avid fans of NPR radio must have come across this wonderful piece on the 6-Word Memoir book where people are asked to describe their life in 6 words. The idea was adopted by the famous Hemmingway story where someone in the bar challenged Hemmingway to come up with a meaningful story in 6 words. This is what he came up with...For sale: baby shoes, never

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Am i special or what? I go to India all the way to get engaged and the girl backs out on the day of the roka itself! Wow...now I know why they say that marriages are made in heaven.Singlehood continues...

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Consistency has never been one of my virtues. This blog of course is a perfect example. A lot has happened in my life since I last posted, but that's barely a valid excuse. I am just plain lazy. This inconsistency is slowly percolating in every sphere of my life. I went to the gym 2 days ago...after an inconsistently long (4 months!) period of time...and decided to meet a 23 year chatty American

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I met Twilight Fairy in her backyard on my recent trip to Delhi. Fairy is hairy. Really. But not in a bad way…allow me to explain. She had warned me about the length of her hair…but I was still not prepared. When she let her hair loose in slow motion (after much cajoling)…they fell…like apni ganga from Shiva’s head…and kept falling!...still in slow motion of course. I thought after reaching her

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I love making to do lists. I get an orgasmic joy everytime I scratch out an item. example: 12:54 PM Try a diaper.01:31 PM Try a diaper02:30 PM Lick a stamp02:31 PM Lick a stampThe more I can scratch out, the happier I feel. I think pichley janam mey main zaroor kutta ho ga. This is just a civilized way for me to relive my past. bhow. grrr. *scratch* *scratch*i know...i need help.

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I was at JFK airport waiting for my connection flight when I decided to dig into the ziplock my mom had packed for me...rastey ke liye. I came up with a few walnuts and cashews and other dry fruits kinda stuff...and my mom's voice rang in my head..."walnuts are good for your brain". I was about to pop one in my mouth when I happened to look at it closely...trust me...I had never spent so much

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Dug up an old post of mine from a previous blog...still true!Bystander in Indian Store: You know, you look very familiar.Me: (smiling) Yes, I have a very homely face.Bystander: No no no...I mean REALLY familiar. Me: Well...I guess I have a very common face.Bystander: No no no...you look like that someone in the movies...uff!...can't remember his name...Smug Me: (*here we go again...prepare to

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I am at home. India. Bombay. Sitting next to the window listning to the blare of the Masjid loudspeakers while the Ganesh temple in our complex is banging bells and thalis to create the next a r rehman creation. There goes the shankh...and now comes the arabic shloka...awesome. Fuck...no wonder we create such deadly music.Its good to be home.

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I have this bad habit of losing every single girl I have ever liked. hey, no prizes for guessing...i am 32...and still single. and it happened yet again, lost. but this time thankfully it wasn't my fault. blame the stars. literally. i have gone the arranged marriage route and its more difficult than people would have you believe...so finally i meet this girl who seemed to be perfect in every

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I have a history of stalking...yes, I am a self-confessed criminal. I have practiced this patient art since I was in the 6th standard. I should have been a detective...or a pocket-maar...but wot to do...jab kismat ho pandu to kya karega Yogu. Laal Tel Paree. Yes...that was her name...my sixth standard heart-throb. Baap re baap...she used to wear those pig-tail types chotee with red ribbons and

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We moved from Hyderabad to Bombay when I had completed my 3rd Standard. I am not sure how old a child is when he is in 3rd..but thats how young I was. We had lived an eventful year in Hyderabad...the greatest event being the house robbery at our place just a month before we were evacuating. Hyderabad is famous for jewelery...some really intricate ones I am told...so my mom used to be flooded with

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This one is for the guys out there...are u a boxers or a briefs or a "free" person? I don't remember the first time I started wearing an underwear...but I do remember that I didn't wear anything till my 3rd standard. And that too because I had an "accident" during my exams in Hyderabad and I stank up the whole class room (i had a real bad upset stomach...ok)!. So the school "bai's" took me out

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I just remembered a real life incident after reading Alpha baby's latest post. This happened when I was in my third year of enggi...I was known to belong to the "TE" class. The order being "FE", "SE", "TE", "BE". Anyway, we had a small Mata ka temple up the only hill in the village called Lone-Tech (the local name being Lon Tekdi). The temple had been recently renovated and they cut up the hill

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Ok, for all u gals out there hooting for Clueless...there is some good news. I met her last night....yes,...I am a horrible person. I went there to check her out after hearing so much from Ragz. So I pretended to be Ragz's cool friend who is a pc expert. But lo!...the minute I met her all sorts of good pure brotherly feelings engulfed my blood stream!!! I don't know if its the way she looked..her

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Life is funny. Seriously. Ragz has been trying to avoid girls all his life (he is an RSS member wanna be Brahmachari)...and now, this hot new ABCD chick lands up right next to his apartment. Which is fine..Ragz has kinda perfected the act of keeping to himself..but she came up to him to request assistance in "computer related" matters. Her pc is not rebooting. And if thats not all, she asked him

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I attended a Memorial Service for the first time ever last weekend. I had always thought that Memorial Services and funerals were the same thing...but they are different...kind of like a reception after the wedding...(ok..thats a very bad analogy but its Monday morning dammit!). I am one of those ppl who usually keep grinning at funerals or cremations for some inexplicable reason. I don't find it

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A couple of years back I had gone to attend a desi dance party in town. I reached early at the club since the DJ and the organizer were my friends. I thought I’d help them out a bit. No need though. They had everything under control. Surprisingly, at that early an hour, a lone attractive couple was languishing around…waiting for the party to begin. With nothing better to do, I chatted up with

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It was an unusually chilly morning for Bombay. I woke up real early (around 4:00 AM) to write a poem for her. I had bought the small wallet sized blank card the evening before and I was honestly marveling at my stupidity. Such a tiny card? How the hell am I gonna fit even two lines into that? She might not even see this on her desk! Wah Wah…tussee great ho Yoguji. But after a while…when the panic

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My bua in Delhi is crazy about Bombay for just one reason…film stars. And she is way up there in the family hierarchy. So any time she is visiting us, we HAVE to make sure that she gets to witness at least a couple of “stars” and go back to Delhi all giggly and gushy.So the year was around 1994, and here she was again with her loud kids (my cousins) jumping joyously from the fact that she had

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Now it sounds like a relatively simple thing to do…to go down one floor and pick up a crumpled piece of paper. But no…not when its 2:00 am in the night…and the whole freakin world is sleeping!!! First…I had to open my creaking balcony door to slide into my living room…where incidentally my elder sister was sleeping on the floor…tip toe over her in complete darkness…open an equally ancient noisy

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I was a bit disappointed to see darkness where there was once light…but I took it as a sign from God that I needed to concentrate more on capacitors and electric currents…than on my neighbours sexy study pattern. I spent 3 miserable nights without my moon appearing in the dark lifeless kitchen…and when I thought I was finally getting back to understanding why DC current and apna capacitor were

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If anyone of you are wondering why I am not as active bloggily as I was before, its because of a new rule in my company. They are gonna monitor all internet activity...and blogging is a strict no-no (go figure). So I have to wait till I get home and finish all my "personal" things..which barely leaves enough time for me to get into my pjs...let alone blog.Anyway, since I am not given to excuses

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After repeated attempts, I have failed to revive my old blog. And somehow, there doesn't seem to be any reasonable way of importing my old posts. So...since I have nothing better to do...I will selectively save my fav posts into this blog! Wah Wah! Tusi genius ho Yogu maharaj!No wonder they call me Vela Singh...

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It took me 3 hours to come home from work today. 3 butt freezing hours. We were hit by a winter storm...and the skies opened up to spit frozen ice particles on us...not the fine type that we make "golas" out of...but bigger...the type that hits u with a "thud!"...and u go "what the f...!". hey, that actually rhymes. never mind.anyway, so now i am finally home...battered and bruised and ready for

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Arts is getting married to Sunil. Yikes! And now I am in panic mode. My life was going on pretty smoothly. But now I feel like its falling apart.Anway, I'll deal with it. I have to deal with it. So will get back to you later. Tata.

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I had to present a speech on Swami Vivekananda in my Vedanta Center on 4th of July (Swamiji's samadhi day). Here is a transcript I prepared. It went off really well and people actually applauded when I was done! Here you go...******************************Good morning everyone…and wish you all a very happy 4th of July. My topic for today is about Swami Vivekananda: His Life AND His Message. Now…a

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Yikes! What a cart-load of crap!!! I promise never ever again to see a Hindi movie which has not been approved by at least a 100 people! Make that at least 10. 100 is difficult to find when u are away from home. The problem with that however is since I live in a relatively smaller city, the first time is usually also the last time a movie ever gets released on theatre. So its always a gamble.

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Well, that works! I am in business. Ok, since this is my first day, I'll just kind of introduce myself. Who am I? I am one of the hundreds of thousands of Indian guys living in the States who came over during the IT boom. The boom's all gone but I am still here along with the rest of the bunch. And I don't know how many more are being added every day. Looking all around me, I see so many new desi

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Ok, I am starting my very first blog! I enjoy the word "blog" so much. Very ingenious. Its time to test and see if this thing really gets posted (Mr.Sceptic). See y'all later!

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