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If only I was Nine

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Some folks write poems on their blogs, which is all quite nice I agree

Some manage to make them rhyme, which is better to a certain degree

Some even convey a message, which gives them a different pedigree.

But some simply copy-paste other lyrics, which is just plain wrong. Tree. (the rhyme ended on the previous line, hence the full stop there)

It doesn’t matter how relevant the poem might seem – if you have had a few drinks inside of you, be it FLoyd/ U2/ Nirvana/ Denver/ Pearl Jam – they all will make like ‘Whoa! Total Sense!’. Or a poem like Square root of Three (lyrics here) from the movie Harold & Kumar Get Arrested and Smoke Dope – that is funny (in a too-geeky-way-to-admit) no matter what the situation.

On a different note, here’s a poem (Kipling’s, they tell me) I read at the Wimbledon Tennis Museum in London which just got stuck somewhere –

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
‘ Or walk with Kings – nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man, my son!

Now, although the correlation between Tennis and this poem is kind of stretching things a bit, I totally think this poem is like awesome. It’s kind of like ‘Fix You’ by Coldplay but even better lyrics. And it rhymes too.

I could swear I had a point to this post though.

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October 18, 2008 at 3:39 am

Periodic Table – revisited

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Always wondered what the soporific Chem prof meant when he/she said “Sodium reacts violently with water” and all?

If you did, this youtube channel is worth a dekko, where scientists post a video for each element of the periodic table. Pretty interesting stuff it is, lame nerdy jokes notwithstanding.

If only I was taught Chemistry like this … sigh

(link via Boingboing)

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July 15, 2008 at 12:56 pm

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Spitting image

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Mikael Ballack – ze German who seems to be destined to finish second every time- and Matt ‘BourneDamon look so similar, it’s freaky!

If only Ballack had Jason Bourne’s awesome abilities, the Germans would had celebrated winning the Euro Cup. And my prediction would not had fallen flat on its face … sigh ūüė¶

On the topic of Matt Damon: There’s this movie he co-wrote with his best friend Ben Affleck (and co-won an Oscar too) called ‘Good Will Hunting‘. The movie is brilliant, absolutely brilliant. Every character is played to perfection and the mathematics/science is sufficiently ambiguous to keep everyone interested. The only thing I could possibly object to was that Robin William’s hairy arms seemed at times a wee bit too conspicuous.

The part in the bar where Will Hunting (Damon) makes fun of some guys to impress Skylar (Minnie Driver) and defend Chuckie (Affleck) is awesome. But the one scene (link) in the movie (possible spoiler alert) which I especially like is where Chuckie tells Will to stop his self-pity crap and embarks upon what is possibly one of the best friendly-yet-enlightening and concise-but-expletive-filled monologues ever heard.

Aside: I’ve always wondered why the term is called spitting image

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July 4, 2008 at 2:50 pm

Pick up the phone, you crazy hip-hopper

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What would you expect from a gathering of around a dozen of the ‘brightest minds‘ of the country (Note: quote-unquote AND¬†italics)¬†when they gather in a dorm room of one of the best Indian MBA institutes? (Note: No¬†quote-unquote-italics)? Do they think/ speculate/ ponder? Do they solve national, if not global problems? Do they contemplate the fate of Indian politics, or better still – contemplate the fate of Indian cricket?

Well, think again.

Your surprise is understandable if you see the aforementioned group (+ moa) sitting in Room 231 (i think) in Dorm 21 (i think) in IIM-Ahmedabad and watching¬†with full concentration and in an infinite loop one of the most absurd songs to have ever surfaced in the Indian pop music industry in the past decade. Each one of these guys has a different facial expression – if one guy¬†is grinning sheepishly (omg! i can’t believe i actually kinda like this), another one is gaping in amazement (this is¬†so ridiculous, it is frikkin’ awesome), while another fella is just plain aghast, as¬†he nostalgically thinks back to the time when people danced around in white shoes and tight pants around columns made of fancy pottery.

The song starts off with a petite dehati-types (villagerish) servant girl dressend in a french-maid outfit calling out to her master –

Naashta taiyyaar hai sir‘ (Breakfast is ready, sire. Come hither).

After that, the breakfast is entirely forgotten, and all the song focuses on is the ‘come hither’ part.

Watch and learn –

Don’t read further unless you’ve watched the song, else most of the hindi references might seem vaguer than they actually are.

It came as a real shock – kind of like the shock I got when I learnt that electrons don’t actually revolve around the nucleus in cute little ring-a-ring-o’-roses- when I came to know that this song was sung by one of India’s premier female playback singers¬†Sunidhi Chauhan. I had to go through the¬†five stages of dealing with grief (i know – i too thought there were just four stages, apparently there are five!). And then I had to go through a sixth stage of¬†lingering astonishment (I think I’m still in it).

What could have possibly possessed Sunidhi to agree to being a part of this song at all?
> I like to believe that I know Sunidhi personally (hence the¬†first-name usage) because she went to the same tenth standard tutions as a friend of mine; although it is true¬† that we never really met and also that she kind of left the tution classes within a couple of months of joining to go and sing. I unintentionally let it be known here that she hasn’t cleared Xth grade.

Anyhoo, because I know Sunidhi so personally, I simply cannot fathom what hold the the ‘Ishq Bector’ fellow had over her to force her into doing this.

Maybe she wanted to do something dumber than her elopement and subsequent ditching of her marriage (I told you, i know her very well :P).

Maybe she lost a bet, and the choice was either to do this or to¬†‘maanj bartan-shartan poochha- vochha in Mr. Bector’s house roz-barabaar‘ (clean utensils-shutensils and floor-vloor daily).

Maybe she had a crush on the Bector guy *shudder*, which made her hope that he would give a ‘zor ka¬†dhakka’ to her ‘dil ki rickshaw‘, rather to her ‘louwe ki rickshaw‘ even if he asked her to ‘foot-foot-foot-foot‘ as he had given her her due bonus.
Maybe she had a bout of what is one of the most popular used defences in all american legal dramas – temporary insanity.

Or – and this is the possiblity where she redeems herself in my eyes, making me want to be associated with her and be famous again by induction – maybe it was all about the money. And the chance to sing ‘Issshhhhh … lo naaaa ……… phoooooone!’

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March 8, 2008 at 5:05 am

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