i was defeated

she was around five feets seven, magnetic and dark... she looked at me with those piercing eyes which clearly converyed don't-mess-with-me attitude which young people in their early twenties have. but she was trying to wear a countenance that was suspposed to be that of asking for help. the fire in those eyes was not helping the affectation anyways. her striking features, soft eyes, soft lips were defying the slot that destiny has chosen for her in the complex maze of the confusing social setup. and then her curves. her torn shirt accentuating the heaving of an amazing chest the way that seldom any austin reed could pronounce. absolutely flat and hard tummy which confirmed the hard way life has chosen for that rajasthani girl who somehow didn't come to my window to beg! maybe she saw my admisson in my eyes to the supremacy that she commanded over me which nature has bestowed her with even when my so-called social status begged to differ....

can beauty be poor?

what have you done lately?

i can't seem to get over mariah carey and her pic that I posted in my last post. I just can not seem to take my eyes off her :D not that i want to but i want to write and i can write only 1, when i am able to get my eyes off her and 2, when i want to let my post of her pic to be lost in the oblivion of the archives.

so now have a take at my this situation. i have to write a new post but can't write because i don't want the MC post to scroll. thus i need to do something about this catch 22 situation.

look at what your beloved burf did.

goddess mariah isn't going anywhere, as you all must have seen by now she's got a permanent place :D

so now i should write what i must write.

i finally saw rang de basanti this sunday. nice movie. and it has been 2 days since... and i have not done anything for my country. have you done anything lately?

is that really what i like

with the standards of conventional beauty [for example, halle berry and salma hayek :D] withstanding, i shall say what i am trying to say henceforth...

as my cousin used to say, everybody in this world sees everything keeping him/herself at the centre of the whole business of the affairs. thus similarly, i think, a person likes to have a mate who compliments his/her physique. for example, a plump girl would not mind a guy even if he has more than a mere paunch and a guy with a good height would want to have a girl with good height.

so if we go by this rule, i should like someone who is slender if not thin, like maybe keira knightly ;) but i prefer the plump - mariah carey. why? because... ummm... for the reason refer to the pic below :p :D




and for an update, i have found a great kayaking [& rafting] site - if you want to see it

can't you see... you belong to me...

was sent to me by a friend who wrote the following piece for his [debatable] girl :-

he held her from falling with his firm palm on her spine. he could feel the charged particles on the skin on her back tickling tips of each of his fingers. and while her lips said no, her eyes said yes he felt an urge to feel the skin above the fat which he always asked her to burn off. he did, he slid, his fingers over the waist. the skin was soft as silk. he felt his hand melting into the skin. he kissed her. cudn't understand whether it was his hand which was pushing her closer or her lips which were dragging him nearer.

i didn't find the writeup great. what about you? please suggest your corrections/editings - how would you re-write it?

scary

while talking to a friend about the friend's latest trip and about my love of rafting, i realised that i should tell not just the friend but you all that i am too scared to say that i want to do this one day:-




tell me, on the scale of 10 [10 being the scariest], how scary do you find it if you are the kayaker?

something to rejoice about

i would like to congratulate a blogger whose blog i used to frequent long back, it has been since not very long back that i visited her blog again [i had never removed her entry from my RSS feed reader though]. i knew she was preparing for CAT.

she is coolcat, and she has cracked IIM-K. this is so good. huge congrats baby.

she had been working hard [very unlike me] and she would reap the results for the same.

but MBA or no-MBA, you got to be successful. no one in this world praises an unsuccessful high-bred MBA or denounces a successful non-MBA. result matters.

i have started another blog - the wandering strangers. this is about strangers meeting up and going places. it is still in a development stage and i am getting inputs regarding it and it would change shape accordingly. but the soul would remain.

please tell me if you have any suggestion/comments/questions.

guys and girls

i don't understand this:-

i admit that indian guys are very much as their european or american counterparts in being randy despos. but why aren't the indian females same as their european or american counterparts ;) ?

would someone please simplify this for me?

normal day to day business

watched 'being cyrus', on big-screen i mean, today. nothing special about it. although i was excited about it after reading the reviews but i don't think it was as special. but still better than the run-of-the-mill garbage that bollywood generates. and dimple's cleavage rocked :D

and yash copra's quality is as dead as it was after darr, umm... DDLJ, i guess. they have plagiarised sting's desert rose in the very first song they are marketing for 'fanaa'. it is an utter shame that gems like chandani and lamhe had been created under the same name. but i guess as the rivers flows for long, it becomes more into a life-threatening sewer than live-saving stream.

and i think more than 50% two-vehicle riders on delhi-roads are alive not because of their driving skills but because of their luck. they just remain a percent away from self-hair-tearing drivers who share the roads. no wonder i am growing bald :p

but what is this blog of mine getting converted into? crib factory? very bad, i got to do something about it.

so no more wailing and weeping over here now. it should just be girls [preferably in less clothes], lots of booze and plain fun.

and hey, by the way, i again saw 'the river wild' today, and now i really understand the power of the white water rafting course that they show in that. i need to buy it's VCD [tell me if you can't track the link]

alone and thinking

was reading alice's post 5 minutes back.

and it was related to what's going in my life since my last post. as of this evening, manu is in office, he would be tired so no point calling him up to go out and all and anyways he would need a beer or something to talk with. ankur got exams. prashant isn't here. and i can't recall who else i have to go out kill my time with. i feel utterly bored. i guess my problem is i don't know enough people who i can call and then go out on weekends. it gets utterly boring. plus my problem is i can't be with myself outside home. i can't roam around alone, no matter how nice the crowd is.

maybe i will like that when i have lots of my time taken up by someone else which doesn't seem to be a possibility in near future.

anyways,
check this blog out. interesting [might contain some nudity].

an irrelevant post long due

although it won't be a lot fun but you should know where would you land up ultimately, courtesy fate. that ways you can work towards improving the state of your penultimate state [the last one being you packed your bags for heaven :p].

otherwise your condition is like you are talking to a female whom you are not going out with... you are just going on talking to her, getting used to her, make it all the more frustrating when you are not getting out with her and you are not feeling like getting out with anyone else and then a stage comes when you are stuck with nowhere-to-go situation.

there are people in this world who are trying to meet up with you and take it from there. then there is this distance thing. i mean life has some stylish ways of screwing you [way much funnier screwing that you witness in jenna jameson movies]. it would sometimes give you what you want but in that exact very way where you would wonder if you are getting it at all or not. or it would present the opportunity to you and ask you to go ahead and take it and it would be exactly at a distance a tad farther from the chain that binds you.




the relevant part in the irrelevant post [this was added on around 3 hours later]:---

now i can remain online on gtalk from office all the time like i do on yahoo :D
actually i downloaded and installed gaim2. it is a 3rd party messenger for linux [although it can be used on windows as well] which lets you log in to yahoo, MSN, ICQ, AOL, gtalk and others
:D:D:D
in the hindsight, this is not good [with reference to the irrelevant part above]

where the basis is internet

internet initiated romance is not always good

the problem with a relationship that starts on internet is that you really don't know weather you would really like the physical aspects of the person you are getting deep with. in the conventional approach, you don't even get into a conversation with the person if he/she looks like an oger to you, let alone getting deep. and in this internet way, it is like the fish-bone stuck in your throat. infact it is much worse. you can't let go the virtual person and can't take the real thing.

there is this one of those guys i supervise. he wasn't paying attention, wasn't his sharp self since last week. and i knew that he don't have career or departmental related issues. so sensing it has to be a girl [another element of nature which is responsible for 83.699% misery on planet earth] i took a detour. instead of confronting him, i asked other juniors about the matter. they told me that after a dozen virtual dates, the gladiator went to met up in real. and thus is the reason for his mutilated lips and screwed up disposition. apparently the female ogers have concentrated h2so4 laced lips, lol :D

and this is not the solo case. infact females are more at loss in this internet business. guys don't show their faces until and unless they take the masks off in real. and it is such tragic. the same thing happened to a female friend of mine last year. too bad she had to come back teary eyed.

btw,
do any of you know when is the mother's day?

and can any of you suggest me any good mother's day gifts?

this time i think i should play a part of good son and gift mom something :D infact, i am a good son but i think i should do something so that i can brag about it as well ;)