tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70468132009-02-20T23:27:40.240-08:00Delaying GratificationAalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.comBlogger51125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1154972167288270502006-08-07T10:24:00.000-07:002006-08-07T10:36:07.300-07:00The artist within.....<a href="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Picture-766251.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Picture-722460.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br />Like it ?? was trying my hands at making Fatman, ended up doing this. Fatman is still in the pipeline. <a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-115497216728827050?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1154583562322425432006-08-02T22:11:00.001-07:002006-08-02T23:05:01.976-07:00pani wali aurat - my two bits<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/lady_in_the_water_ver2-753615.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/lady_in_the_water_ver2-749910.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>I must say, I have nothing but un-maligned and dedicated admiration towards any movie that Shyamalan makes. Though my journey started with his fourth movie – Signs, and I never saw The sixth sense until recently, I admire the guy a lot. So even thought the world will criticize “The Lady…”. I won’t. <div style="text-align: justify;"> </div> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Not because I am a fan of his. But because I liked the movie. And those who didn’t, should try and understand the theme of the movie first, his motive behind making this movie and then think of criticizing it. Though the move should get its share of brickbats. As it’s quite….lets say difficult to apprehend and weird. But not bad. </p> <div style="text-align: justify;"> </div> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">The movie does not share Night’s typical twist with his older ones and unlike the others, the whole story is narrated to you in an animated prologue. The rest of the move is just different parts within that story. So if you are expecting a clinching climax, forget it and concentrate on trying to understand the movie rather than waiting for it to unfold before you. </p> <div style="text-align: justify;"> </div> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Because believe me , if you do that, you will never know when the movie got over and that’s why I like movie. It’s straightforward, the more you try to understand it, the more perplexed it will seem to be. Its simple bedtime story, it is supposed to have the type of characters which it has. </p> <div style="text-align: justify;"> </div> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">The fun part is that <span class="storybody">Shyamalan has made the main asshole in the movie a film critic. And not just any critic, but one so arrogant he convinces himself that his keen knowledge of horror movie construction will allow him to survive an encounter with the scrunt (one of the monsters) unscathed. Which has enraged their types and the resultant idiotic reviews for the movie. <span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-115458356232242543?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1154505550486017302006-08-02T00:46:00.000-07:002006-08-02T00:59:10.503-07:00Random..What happens when Shaggy bumps into Batgirl in an elevator<br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b style="">Shaggy</b>: hey</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b style="">Batgirl</b>: Hey</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b style="">Shaggy</b>: Nice costume</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b style="">Batgirl</b>: Thanks. Are you new here? HavenÂt seen you here earlier.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b style="">Shaggy</b>: Ya, kinds of. I just took the lift as an escape route. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b style="">Batgirl</b>: Escape from? What do you do?</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b style="">Shaggy</b>: I am a sidekick. Me and my partner Scooby do try to run away from ghosts and criminals, but in the process end up catching them. So I was saving my life from a bad guy on the top floor and the lift was the first option in front of me. Scooby preferred the garbage shoot. But Scooby is a dog and I donÂt know how but he manages to get the glory every time we catch a criminal. He canÂt even speak for Gods sake.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b style="">Batgirl</b>: Oh! So we are quite similar but you do the opposite of what I do. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b style="">Shaggy</b>: and what is that</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b style="">Batgirl</b>: I am also a sidekick. I have a partner, but he does not consider me as his partner. He is Batman and I am Batgirl, as you can see from the costume. I try to catch criminals, bad guys, ghosts, etc . but never end up catching them. So eventually I have to ask Batmans help to do so and he gets all the glory. But hes stupid. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b style="">Shaggy</b>: Hmmm ...sad. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b style="">Batgirl</b>: Ya, very! ...say, I have an idea!!</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b style="">Shaggy</b>: are you thinking what I'm thinking?</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">....</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-115450555048601730?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1154420839290196672006-08-01T01:23:00.000-07:002006-08-01T01:27:19.300-07:00You know you are in Gujarat, when you see this...<a href="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/vigitar-738001.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/vigitar-736543.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-115442083929019667?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1154333424387222952006-07-31T00:54:00.000-07:002006-07-31T01:10:24.406-07:00Scratch and win..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/scratchandwin-762746.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 261px;" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/scratchandwin-752870.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Scratch_" jpg=""><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Scratch_" jpg="" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">The first time I saw this hoarding, I knew it had to go up on my blog. I was on a street signal and soon as I saw it, I started laughing only to find other people around staring at me. Even when the light had gone green, I stood there smirking to myself, thinking that I need to capture this. Couple of days later, on a late night excursion after watching "The return of Zorro" I took this snap. Unfortunately at that time I was not an avid blogger, so this snap got lost in the labyrinth of my collection and I forgot all about it.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-115433342438722295?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1153468624682107522006-07-21T00:54:00.000-07:002006-07-21T01:23:25.293-07:00The worst thing that can happen to you on your way to work<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">To all those inquisitive ones who wanted to know why was I asking them this question, I simply read it somewhere but ended up asking everyone. And in the process when people asked me, “are you gonna post it on your blog?” I thought why not. So thanks for the idea guys, and as many requested, I have mentioned their names, and provided gracious links to their sites or blogs. <o:p></o:p></span></span> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">Irrespective of the 1 worst thing that can happen to you on your way to work, the most worst thing is that you are working. Surprisingly, getting raped and girlfriends breaking up was the first thing most people could thing about. <span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><div> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;" start="1" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">You are walking, thinking of skipping work and planning to watch that raunchy movie you’ve missed out on, and this is the last day it will be running in the theaters and a car comes behind you, a window opens your boss’s face stick out and he says “Need a lift” - Me<o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;" start="2" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span style=""> </span></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;">while reaching you're late.. and while you're calling up your boss explaining how you're at the doc, he sees you at the signal?<span style=""> </span>Nirwa</span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;" start="3" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">you shit your pants – SID P<o:p></o:p></span></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;" start="4" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">i could get raped by a guy :-D – Chintoo</span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;" start="5" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">you need to make a major presentation to your boss and you spot an unbelievably hot girl , then of course you will not make good presentation ;) , it is uncomfortable to do it under the effect of an erection - Rishit<o:p></o:p></span></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;" start="6" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:city><st1:place><span style="font-family:Georgia;">ur</span></st1:place></st1:city><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> gf calls and says she doesnt love u anymore – Fatman, Rohan<o:p></o:p></span></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;" start="7" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">getting fined at all signals and reaching office to realise its the weekend – Maitri</span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;" start="8" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">DC - tire flat followed by an accident followed by a speeding fine</span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;" start="9" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">get kidnapped and raped by a desperate middle aged aunty? – sunandan<o:p></o:p></span></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;" start="10" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">you get into an accident with a girl, and people beat the shit out of you, beacuse it is always the guy's fault - Nihar<o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">the cop finds the stash of marijuana in your trunk - Nihar<o:p> </o:p></span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">a hot girl asks you to do her, but you cant beacuse you have to go to a meeting? - Nihar<o:p> </o:p></span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;" start="11" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">bird shits on you and you are late<o:p></o:p></span></span></li></ol><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;" start="12" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;">you're not wearing underwear and your zipper is open - Deepesh</span></span></li></ol>All those who didn't contrubute when I asked are still free to do so.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-115346862468210752?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1153296756790441182006-07-19T00:59:00.001-07:002006-07-19T01:16:52.283-07:00more...And this is what a friend had to say regarding the ban on the blogs.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: justify;">"The Indian Government has decided to turn off the water supply as it has been reported that the terrorists use water to live. Its always good to see that any government has intelligent people making all the decisions."<br /></div> - <a href="http://www.pkblogs.com/csharma">Chaitanya Sharma</a></blockquote><br />Next thing you know they might ban Orkut ! and all those endless hours of hard work, of finding old friends, joining communities and scrapping will go down the drain.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-115329675679044118?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1153202720934513672006-07-17T22:59:00.000-07:002006-07-17T23:05:20.946-07:00Are Internet Service Providers blocking blogs?What the f*** !!@%$^%<br /><br /><a href="http://in.rediff.com/news/2006/jul/17blog.htm">Here.</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-115320272093451367?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1153134383495075652006-07-17T04:01:00.000-07:002006-07-17T04:06:23.526-07:00Adventures of the Fatman - Vol 1 , Issue 1. "Fatman can act too"<p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">I’m starting a new series called Adventures of the Fatman, as you can read the heading. Fatman being my brother, who is no longer fat, but since he was christened Fatman when he was fat, the name still goes on. These series will be events and adventures in the life of Fatman, as he battles the world, eats, sleeps, goes to college, talks to girls, watches football, battles the world again, eats, talks to girls and eats again. These might be real life incidences in Fatman’s life or might be some beautiful fiction born in my mind.</p><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fatman can act too :</span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>My brother is not a dramatic. He can’t act and he can’t lie, usually. Among the both of us you can expect me to do the foolish things in life which you’ve never heard of. He’s more of the balanced, organised and studious kinds in life, who will want to be good in front of the teachers and do the class assignments and not be late in class. So when he pulled of this incident everyone in our house was dumbfounded. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>School is a strange place. When you are in it, you want to get out of it and when you are out of it, you miss the life, the friends, the games but of course not the studies. Most of us get roughened up at the school playground, and this is what happened to my Fatman. <span style=""> </span>He was a flabby kid, fat to be specific. Always there in the team but he last one to be picked up as a substitute. But he was persistent. One such hot afternoon, during the recess, while playing basketball someone knocked him over and he fell down. If it were any other normal day he would have gotten up and joined the game again, but this time I think the fall was a bit harder and he took some more time to get up. In the meantime, the other kids swarmed around to see what had happened whereas Fatman was still taking his time to “heal up”, curious sounds of “are you fine”, “hey are you ok” started shooting at him and suddenly an idea struck him. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>He closed his eyes and continued on lying down. Soon the entire playground was around him trying to figure out what happened and wake him up. But our man had decided, I’m not going to wake up lets see what happens. The next four periods are boring, I have not done my homework and I’m tired of being a good boy anyway. Two punes came along to see what happened, splashed some water on his face, picked him up after which he showed some signs of consciousness. They took him to the Fathers office after that, where supposedly the father knew a lot about how to handle such situations. Fatman was asked to lie down for a while and given something to drink. After an hour or so when Fatman had his share of sleep and rest, he got up and said “I’m fine now father, don’t feel so sick anymore”. Father does a check-up and tells him “Son, your blood is very thin, that’s why you fainted. You should drink more water”. Fatman smirks, says “Ok Father” and runs away. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>This month Fatman was featured as Ruud Van Nistelrooy’s fan of the month, on a website, check it out over <a href="http://rvn10.com/revamp/ruud_fans_12_kapoor.php">here</a>. </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-115313438349507565?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1152941943065772532006-07-14T22:35:00.000-07:002006-07-16T10:57:50.926-07:00At least comment a smiley when you read this !<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/b-773875.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/b-769859.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://chitgo.nomadlife.org"><span style="font-size:85%;">Thanks DC. </span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-115294194306577253?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1152870131873139982006-07-14T02:34:00.001-07:002006-07-14T02:48:48.523-07:00Better off as a statueA letter to the Times of Inida, which echoes what I have been thinking in the past couple of days.<br /><blockquote><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">We travel in trains and buses packed like Muscat dates, we are made to cool our heels in the scorching sun whenever a neta decides to use the road built with our money, we are subjected to power outages while ACs hum away at ministerial bungalows. Our democracy ensures that every political party gets a chance to bring the city/state/country to a grinding halt with its bandh call. Our farmers kill themselves while our netas feed each other laddoos over municipal election victories. Fourteen year olds are raped and killed while the cops stand guarding our netas and their statues. Shiv Sainiks go on the rampage because some lunatic on throws mud at Meenatai's statue. In my next janam I'd like to bea neat, or a statue. </div></blockquote> -Bharatram Gaba, Mumbai<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-115287013187313998?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1151144791757956972006-06-24T03:17:00.000-07:002006-06-26T23:58:14.720-07:00The Anatomy of a woman’s magazine<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/wday-cover-723036.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/wday-cover-721637.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" >I was forced to receive a virus of the common cold a few days ago</span><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" > by staying in the vicinity of someone who had it too. This resulted in coming down with it too, and I was confined to my house for a couple of days, the tyranny of which ended just day before. <o:p></o:p></span> </div><p style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">For some reason unexplained to me, just like this one “why</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> people</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-size:100%;">don’t like himesh reshamaya, he makes groovy, sexy songs”, I picked up a copy of Femina, which my mom subscribes, and started browsing through it. I remember earlier, a lot earlier when I was very young, when I say very young I mean like 7<sup>th</sup>, 8<sup>th</sup>, 9<sup>th</sup> , I used to sneakily read the letters sent to “sexy query” and “home problems” in it.<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Every month I used to anxiously wait for the subscribed copy, just to go get amazed and enjoy reading peoples sexual and domestic problems. This act was also replicated by a lot of my young friends in their respective homes. Some had the luxury of Femina, while others had to do with cheaper substitutes like Women’s Era. Though the content and the “knowledge” derived were still the same. <o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="font-family: verdana;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Can you imagine the first time I saw a cosmopolitan what was raging in my mind!! “Oh my God.. Almost naked girl on the cover, this means more raunchier and open letters, more dark secrets revealed, more dirty sex related questions”<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">This time it was the “Short Stories”, which grabbed my attention. Of course I must confess, reading the letters was as much fun not as it was earlier, but peoples sexual and domestic problems have their own course and after a certain point of time, keep on repeating themselves in different ways. Coming back to the short stories. They were not any of these. Imaginative, creative, humorous, exciting, and other adjectives which you associate with a short story. And that’s why I got hooked on to them, just to find out one good one. I went thought all the older issues, fortunately my mom had saved them, till some time back in the attice, as long as Femina used to use “Times New Roman” as their font on the cover.<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I switched magazines, I sneaked out of the house un-noticed and got a dozen other ones including good housekeeping, womens era, and lots of others, names which I can’t recall. The stories didn’t change much. It’s the same writes who prowl on different magazines. In this whole process I ended up reading so many of these magazines that I can myself start a new one and be the editor. So here are some tips of beginners who want to start such a magazine. It’s very easy, don’t worry.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Anatomy of a Woman’s magazine</span><o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Or<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">All the stuff you ever needed for a woman’s magazine.</span> <o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" start="1" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">You NEED to have a few pages of recipes with photos of good looking things to eat. No-one tries them out, because no-one reads them. But you cannot do without recipes in your magazine. <o:p></o:p></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" start="2" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">There has to be one survey. Examples can be “How selfish are you” or “How man crazy are you” or “Are you really into him” or “How good in bed are you”, or “ will both of you stay faithful” etc.... you get the idea. Everyone knows that the results are baseless, but still they like to do them.<o:p></o:p></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" start="3" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">The letters of course. The different heading should be.<o:p></o:p></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" start="3" type="1"><ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="a"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Family matters – or something to that effect<o:p></o:p></span></li><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Sex Queries – or something to that effect<o:p></o:p></span></li><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Skin query – ditto<o:p></o:p></span></li><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Use your imagination<o:p></o:p></span></li><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Use your imagination<o:p></o:p></span></li></ol></ol><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The answers to these letters should be idiotic, neurotic and should scare the hell out of the poor reader.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" start="4" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">One article on dieting, exercises and healthy food. Thrown in would be some snaps of a big bum and a small bum with a before and after tag. Heading can be “Idiot proof dieting”, “From fat to thin……the ultimate journey”, “You are not FAT……just big boned and here’s how you reduce the bones”<o:p></o:p></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" start="5" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">A review of a book written by a female author. <o:p></o:p></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" start="6" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">A small interview of a good looking guy, he need not be famous. Good looking is the only criteria, with as many snaps of him as possible. <o:p></o:p></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" start="7" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">One article on relationships. Like “Love him! but can you live with him”, or “The mind of a married man…and what we found therein”, or “Does your spouse irritate you” or “Have career, NEED a man ? Should you let papa find a match” or “The morning after your divorce…..cleaning up your life”, or “Friends – Get one it’s good for you”…..you get the idea.<o:p></o:p></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" start="8" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">An article on sex. Eg “Say NO to SEX, learn your ABC”, or “Are you really that good in bead, as you think you are….here are some tips”, or “Sex at work…..the ultimate high” or “Does size really matter”…..you get the idea.<o:p></o:p></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" start="9" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">One short story</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="">J</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;">, with a random image or a snap which does not make any sense. <o:p></o:p></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" start="10" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=""> </span>One article giving make up tips. Headings can be “From bhootney to Britney in 5 minutes” or “Make up tips for mamas who look like dadis” or just put a picture of a gay applying make-up on some girl and everyone’s bound to read it. <o:p></o:p></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" start="11" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Most of your ad space will be taken by garnier, lakme, loreal, fair and lovely, fairever, lux, Revlon, Himalayas, platinum, de beers, etc..<o:p></o:p></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" start="12" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">There will be some pages with snaps of models in funny and stupid clothes, sponsored by a designer or if not you yourself will have to put them. You have to have a modern outlook you see, so you need snaps women wearing stupid flowery clothes which don’t match at all. Wearing hair bandanas and looking in different directions.<o:p></o:p></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><ol style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" start="13" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">The Cover – Bold headings of the articles inside with a nice looking lady posing. <o:p></o:p></span></li></ol><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;" >Done </span><span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;" ><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" > your magazine is ready to be out.</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" > </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >If you have any more ideas pls feel free to comment !</span><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-115114479175795697?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1150796993408558472006-06-20T02:43:00.000-07:002006-06-20T02:49:53.430-07:00This is what I call the real Vitruvian Man !!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/lg12148-760463.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 376px;" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/lg12148-757304.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-115079699340855847?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1150703185524755032006-06-19T00:42:00.000-07:002006-06-19T00:52:19.883-07:00Back with a bang ? not really<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" >In the meantime, while I prepare myself to be back, again with a bang ! here's something I read recently. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">--------------</span></span><br /></div><div class="entry"><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> “I adore you because you made me a whore.”</span></p><div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> Said in another way, she was right. Florentino Ariza had stripped her of the virginity of a conventional marriage, more pernicious than congenital virginty or the abstinence of widowhood. He had taught her that nothing one does in bed is immoral if it helps to perpetuate love.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:100%;">-Love in the Time of Cholera (Gabriel Garcia Marquez)</span></div><p> </p> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-115070318552475503?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1144685314255425602006-04-10T09:01:00.000-07:002006-04-10T09:16:23.380-07:00Places with interesting names !<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Just when you start thinking that South Park is the funniest thing on earth, God gives you more. I mean this is not that funny, but it will pop your eyeballs for sure. In one of my erratic searches on google and wikipedia to maintain a healthy level of insanity my interest was aroused by a list of places with unusual or interesting names.</span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Now this is no ordinary list and when it says unusual, how far can you stretch your imagination to think of a really unusual name? At first I couldn’t believe, I thought that this was a prank by someone. But then you don’t have pranks on Wikipedia! And even if there are any they are edited faster than anyone is able to see them. And then the reality started sinking. That there are places with such names!!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">There are people who say “</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >I stay in Fucking</span><span style="font-size:100%;">” when you ask them where you do stay!!<br />There are people who say “</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >I stay in Dildo</span><span style="font-size:100%;">” when you ask them where you do stay!!<br />That there is a place called </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >“Boring” </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />That there is a place called “</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >Shag Point</span><span style="font-size:100%;">” in New Zealand!<br />That you can stay in a place called “</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >Truth or Consequences</span><span style="font-size:100%;">” in Mexico<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;">(Obviously, names of places which arouse interest, specially those related to sex have been featured here. For the full article go </span><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Place_names_considered_unusual&oldid=34030372">here</a><span style="font-family:verdana;">)<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" >PS : Do check out the cool "AK" logo in the address bar on the top.</span> </span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Fucking-749224.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Fucking-744977.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DildoNewfoundland-710340.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DildoNewfoundland-708413.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/NZ-ShagPoint-750426.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/NZ-ShagPoint-747876.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-114468531425542560?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1144144963989323632006-04-04T02:56:00.000-07:002006-04-04T03:02:44.003-07:00The Unofficial Guidelines for (New) Bloggers<span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" >Shamelessly copying from where I read it. As I think it will be relevant for every blogger.</span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" > </span> <p style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">1. Somedays, you will write crap. Others will post cruel comments. Take it with a pinch of salt.</span></p> <p style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">2. Somedays you will write beautiful stuff. Others will post dumb and crappy comments on it. Take it with a pinch of salt.</span></p> <p style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">3. Somedays, you will write beautifully and receive praise for it. Take this with a pinch of salt, too, and don’t get used to it. It will happen very rarely, but keep lot of salt handy.</span></p> <p style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">4. Learn to write what you actually want to say. It doesn’t matter what anyone else says - if you need to say something, then you have to say it. When you gotta go, you gotta go.</span></p> <p style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">5. If someone posts dumbass stuff, you can tell them where to shove it. But you can do it politely. Remember, writing is like making love - you make yourself vulnerable. How would you feel if you took off your pants in front of a girl and then she kicked you on the balls? Do give your opinion, but be kind.</span></p> <p style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">6. When someone else kicks you on your balls for writing stuff that meant something to you, take it like a man. Say, Hah, you don’t faze me! Or, better still, take it like a woman, and act like you really love taking it in. Either way, deal with it without running to mommy. This is life, dude. Just because you ran to a PC to avoid it doesn’t mean its gonna let you go uneducated.</span></p> <p style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">7. Some will write for others. Some will write for their own selves. You have to decide who is important for you.</span></p> <p style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">8. You don’t have to only write only sensible stuff. You don’t have to only write only politically correct stuff. So, why not be the real you?</span></p> <p style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">9. Be polite and gracious. This is an art, and you can learn it here. All of your learning and wisdom and class will reflect through every letter that you type. This is a place where your mind shows through. Not your wallet thickness, not your govinda-cuteness, not your beemer. What shows, is your actual bare-naked self.</span></p> <p style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">10. Blogging is great. Blogging is lovely. But it’s not life. If possible, get a life. </span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-114414496398932363?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1143997677775872982006-04-02T09:58:00.000-07:002006-04-03T01:12:34.113-07:00Scientology !!!<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Whoever thought that you cannot learn anything apart from new swear words from South Park. I actually did find out about something, I had never heard of before. This was when I was watching one of the episodes recently where they made fun of it. Ever heard of Scientology ?</span><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/time-cover-T-shirt-764723.gif"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 359px" alt="" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/time-cover-T-shirt-760930.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">It’s a religious movement based on a system of</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">be</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">li</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">efs originated by <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">L. Ron Hubbard.</span> He was a fiction writer and the guy who wrote Battlefield Earth. A movie was made on this book a few years ago with <strong>John Travolta</strong> in it, who also happens to be a follower of Scientology. The church of Scientology is frequently labeled as a cult. Why?</span></span> <span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I won’t divulge into details of how they work and what do they do. But one thing which I found extremely hilarious (and this is what they’d shown in South Park too) was the story of Xenu, (this is what they actually believe)<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">The galactic tyrant who first kidnapped certain individuals who were deemed "excess population" and loaded these individuals into space planes for transport to the site of extermination, the planet of Teegeeack (Earth). These space planes were said to have been copies of Douglas DC-8s, except with rocket engines. He then stacked hundreds of billions of these frozen victims around Earth's volcanoes 75 million years ago before blowing them up with hydrogen bombs and brainwashing them with a "three-D, super colossal motion picture" for 36 days, telling them lies of what they are and what the universe should be like and telling them that they are 3 different things: 'Jesus, God, and The Devil.'<br /><br />The traumatized thetans subsequently clustered around human bodies because they watched the motion picture together, making them think they are all the same thing, in effect acting as invisible spiritual parasites known as "body thetans" that can only be removed using advanced Scientology techniques. Xenu is allegedly imprisoned in a mountain by a force field powered by an eternal battery. He is said to be still alive today.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Interesting stuff!! After reading this who wouldn’t want to be one of them <br /><br /><strong>Tom Cruse</strong> who also happens to be a follower was made fun of in this episode.(He shuts himself into a close and dosent come out, and there are questions raised on his sexuality). As a rezult the rerun of this episode was stopped from airing. Another interesting thing which happened is that Issac Hayes who gave the voice of "<strong>Chef</strong>" in South Park, left it. It turned out that he too was a follower.<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><blockquote><p><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Hayes</strong> announced he was asking to be released from his contract with Comedy Central, citing recent episodes which satirized religious beliefs as being intolerant. "There is a place in this world for satire, but there is a time when satire ends and intolerance and bigotry towards religious beliefs of others begins," he was quoted in a press statement. Hayes, however, did not directly mention Scientology. A response from Stone said that Hayes' complaints stemmed from the show's criticism of Scientology and that he "has no problem -- and he's cashed plenty of checks –– with our show making fun of Christians."</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;">Stone adds, "We never heard a peep out of Isaac in any way until we did Scientology. He wants a different standard for religions other than his own, and to me, that is where intolerance and bigotry begin." A </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">news story quoted Stone as saying, "In 10 years and over 150 episodes of South Park, Isaac never had a problem with the show making fun of Christians, Muslims, Mormons or Jews. He got a sudden case of religious sensitivity when it was his religion featured on the show."</span></p></blockquote><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">On a different note, here’s another Eric Cartman quote.<br /><br /></span></span></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Kyle</span>: Wow! That's a lot of seamen, Cartman.</span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><br />Cartman</span>: Yeah, I bought all that I could at this bank, and then I got the rest from this guy Ralph in an alley.</span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><br />Stan</span>: That's cool.</span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><br />Cartman</span>: Yeah, and the sweet thing is, the stupid asshole didn't even charge me money for it. He just made me close my eyes and suck on a hose.</span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />And another one as a bonus!!!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Cartman</span>: Butters will give hand jobs in the corner for a dollar.</span> <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Butters</span>: Sure! I'm good at all kinds of jobs.</span> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-114399767777587298?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1143030531758865472006-03-22T04:13:00.000-08:002006-03-24T22:09:58.476-08:00and Cartman said...<a href="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Eric_Cartman1-714634.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Eric_Cartman1-777561.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">So from now on, whenever I feel like posting and don't have anything in mind. I'll post a quote by Cartman</span>.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Jewish Kid:</strong> Is anyone else having problems concentrating on this? I just can't seem to concentrate.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Cartman:</strong> Maybe we should send you to a concentration camp. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-114303053175886547?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1142690794303181532006-03-18T05:39:00.000-08:002006-03-18T06:06:34.316-08:00stuff you dont see everyday<span style="font-family:verdana;">you don't see my dad offering me a drink everyday </span><br /><br /><a href="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/8-747014.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/8-745393.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">you dont see cockroaches "doing it" everyday</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/CockRoach-785541.jpg" border="0" /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">you dont see a peacock with its feathers open everyday</span><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/PeaCock-737670.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="329" alt="" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/PeaCock-733351.jpg" width="282" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-114269079430318153?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1142584244006142292006-03-17T00:28:00.000-08:002006-03-18T05:38:40.186-08:00"Aalekh" being screwed around (I mean the name)<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Some sorry ass bastards, stupid lemon eaters, unimaginative sons and daughters of freaks… copied my name!! Such a striking name “Aalekh” although 90% cannot spell it right the first time and 98% cannot say it right the first time.<br /><br />Different variations of my name have been and still will continue to be Alex, Alek, Alok, Alekh, Elekh, Alkh and other sorry ass names. Anyway this is not the point I started to write about. Where was I? ya so people with the above profanities have named a building with my name, a residential complex.<br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </div></span><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="252" alt="" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Aalekh-758294.jpg" width="339" border="0" /><br />Though I shouldn’t be smiling in this snap, as I was too furious, it came naturally. At least I found something sharing my name if not people. Look at those unarty circles above my name!! At least they could have been more stylish, used a better font for my name other than times new roman.<br /><br /><strong><em>Imagine someone who knows me asking someone else who stays there.</em></strong><br /><br />Random guy 1: Hey, where do you stay?<br /><br />Random guy 2: hey I stay in Aalekh<br /><br />Random guy 1: but I know Aalekh how can you stay in him?<br /><br />Random guy 2: what?<br /><br />Random guy 1: and he’s so thin too how can he possibly hold you?<br /><br /><br /><strong><em>Now imagine if I stayed there and someone asked me</em></strong><br /><br />Random guy 1: Hey Aalekh where do you stay?<br /><br />Me: Oh! I stay in myself.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">PS: I do know a person who stays in me errr.. stays in Aalekh</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-114258424400614229?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1141216124850759852006-03-01T04:16:00.000-08:002006-03-01T04:28:44.876-08:00How I'll become a millionaire in three steps.<p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">1. I'm growing weed at home.<br /></p></span><p></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/IMG_0019-719386.jpg" border="0" /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/IMG_0020-711018.jpg" border="0" /></span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">2. I'll wait for the above stuff to grow until it looks like this.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="161" alt="" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/pot-725568.jpg" width="157" border="0" /></span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">3. Then I'll sell it and become a millionaire. HAHAHAHA.......</span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Screw you Guys...............I'm going to be a Millionaire</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-114121612485075985?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1140606851772621702006-02-22T03:08:00.000-08:002006-02-22T03:32:45.610-08:00Interesting Motherfucker<div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><a href="http://www.acidlogic.com/interesting_motherfuckers.htm"><span style="color:#3366ff;">Interesting Motherfucker</span></a></strong>: (noun) </span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">An individual exhibiting such uniqueness or individuality that he or she will cause a roomful of bar cronies to exclaim, "That's one interesting motherfucker!" Actual sexual relations with one's mother are not required</span>. </div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-114060685177262170?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1140520153507475592006-02-21T03:05:00.000-08:002006-02-21T03:09:13.520-08:00Google's best logo ever!<p align="left"><a href="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/braille-718054.gif"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="123" alt="" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/braille-716405.gif" width="335" border="0" /></a></p><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">This was on January 5th. Louis Braille's birthday. Loved this one!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-114052015350747559?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1140453830457803822006-02-20T08:43:00.000-08:002006-02-20T09:38:13.136-08:00The real dude<div align="justify"><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">This one is for my so called distant brother and mentor in life. I hope he doesn’t mind me posting this before he does on <a href="http://aakash.nomadlife.org/">his</a> blog but I had to do this. He has recently notched up a job with </span><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">US AID </span></strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">in India as their Executive Director based in Bangalore. If you didn’t read carefully the </span><strong><u><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Executive Director of US AID</span></u></strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">. The application asked for a master’s degree and 12- 15 years of experience!! Not to mention the big pay package. </span><br /></div><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></p><div align="justify"><br /></div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://aalekh.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/aakash1-734630.jpg" border="0" /><p align="justify"><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Something interesting, an excerpt from a conversation with a client when I was in Mumbai.</span> </p><p align="justify">-------------------------<br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Me – Sir I would like to meet you and discuss some initiatives we have taken forward in AIESEC</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Client – ok, when? I’m really busy till Friday. </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Me – Anytime would be fine for me sir, how about Saturday then ?</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Client – err, lemme check. (After few seconds) Aalekh, even on Saturday I’m busy </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Me – (reaching the point of desperation, I had been trying to meet this guy form the past month. I had to do something here and meet him within this week; otherwise my project would go for a toss.) Sir do you remember Aakash Sethi ? Tall white guy, he met you in 2002? I’m his brother, am working for the same position which he was. He was remembering you the other day. </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Client – Ohhhhhh! So you are Aakash Sethis brother!!! Come come, you can come anytime on Saturday. I actually wanted to see the match that’s why I had kept the day free, but no problem we can watch it together. How is Aakash ? Where is he working ? Are you his real brother ?</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Me – errr, no sir I’m a distant cousin of his but very closely related. He’s doing well. Woking with Ambuja cement currently.</span></em><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Apart from spending 3 hours with me the guy also treated me to lunch, no wonder from the next time Aakash was “reminded of” to everyone I met, whom he had met earlier as my brother!! And the response was always very encouraging. </span></em></p><p align="justify"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;">-----------------------</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></em><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">So you can understand why he deserves the post which he has been selected for. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">He epitomized the “senti” LCP during his term. He was the connoisseur in giving speeches and making others cry. Once when asked in an LCong what does he think of AIESEC. He said “AIESEC is like a naked women in front of you, full of opportunities but it’s up to you to use it”. Though that didn’t motivate anyone present to a great extent, but it went down in history as one of the best metaphors I’ve heard for AIESEC ever.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Congrats dude. Bangalore is waiting!! (Just please get me the superman t-shirt form NY, this post is just to butter you up for that as you know I can do anything for superman stuff, if possible also throw in a cap, watch, poster etc…)</span> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-114045383045780382?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046813.post-1140435619337255452006-02-20T03:38:00.001-08:002006-02-20T03:59:03.240-08:00Think...<p><span style="font-family:verdana;">1. If Fed Ex and UPS were to merge, would they call it Fed UP?<br />2. Do Lipton Tea employees take coffee breaks?<br />3. If olive oil comes from olives, where does baby oil come from?<br />4. If people from Poland are called Poles, why aren't people from Holland called Holes?<br />5. Do infants enjoy infancy as much as adults enjoy adultery?<br />6. Why the man who invests all your money called a broker?<br />7. If horrific means to make horrible, does terrific mean to make terrible?<br />8. Why is it called building when it is already built?<br />9. If a book about failures doesn't sell, is it a success?<br />10. If you're not supposed to drink and drive, then why do bars have parking lots?<br />11. If you take an Oriental person and spin him around several times, does he become disoriented?<br />12. If vegetarians eat vegetables, what do humanitarians eat?? Humans ???<br />13. If working hours are meant for working, then why are you reading this??</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046813-114043561933725545?l=aalekh.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Aalekhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09913929507945192851noreply@blogger.com1