First Light

Keeping a book aside while you sleep (unlike a cell phone) is a good suggestion. Although so far I had nothing interest of note, for today (in continuation of yesterday) my first thought which I could remember was pertained to the latest book I’m currently reading. Yesterday and the day before (ie my birthday) were quite interesting in relation with this, which I wrote a detailed post yesterday, which you can read here. Do let me know how you found my summary/coverage.


Also (in no relation) today is National Science Day 😀

Breaking Somewhere Inside

Basically the title comes from three of my favourite songs from my most favourite band Linkin Park which describes my life in a way. The lyrics explain it so beautifully that I don’t need to explain anything.

”The best lyrics are the ones that describe your emotions in ways you always wanted to say but could never find the words” – Mike Shinoda

Breaking The Habit

Somewhere I Belong

From The Inside

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Comedy of Errors

Murphy’s Law says, “Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.”

When I read today’s daily prompt, lot of random stuff came into my mind which went (sometimes horribly) wrong. Heck to be honest, the biggest irony is I had written a post for this, but when I went to hit publish, the auto-save was already going on and it went on for sometime until the page failed and my post was lost in the internet-oblivion. Was not in the drafts and this is the third time such a thing happening. Making a post with effort to only see it vanish. I think the internet-god is trolling/messing with me now.

Coming to the law itself, Murphy was not the first nor the only one to state saw. While I to some extent disagree, since for all mostly all all our problems we are responsible in a way or so no matter how unimaginably we believe otherwise, it still holds some amount of prophetical caution to it. To sum it up rather comically and shortly, this should do it.


The cake is a lie


Those are some of the most famous words in video gaming, from the game Portal. You can’t yourself a gamer regardless of what and where you play if you haven’t played Portal.

Now coming to cakes, today is my (21st) birthday. I never wrote a post pertaining to my birthday, heck I never even celebrate(d). I do shit all the time anyways. An intersting conversation struck between me and a friend of mine, Mehul, who is a fellow big bat-fan. Today is also his birthday (so drop by and wish him too if you must) but unlike me he wasn’t aware of it. I sent him a text at midnight and he replied back with a thank you matey. After 1 AM or so, I got a call from him, and this happened:

Mehul: Hello sir.

Me: Hello sir.

Mel: Wish you many happy returns of the day!

Me: (after a brief silence) Wish you the same 😛

And we both burst laughing. It was quite a while since I had a hearty laugh over something silly such as this. Wishing people ‘same to you/wish you the same’ on festivals, occasions, exams and other days, this time I found someone to whom I could say that too. Actually there are two, him I already said and another fellow blogger friend. (I need to figure out how to embed tweets here now)

Now with that it, coming to the main topic:

ImageThe cake is a lie.

Now why is it so? I and Mehul later in the day had a chat asking what did we do. He said he was overdosed with cake. Cheese cake, cream cake, this cake, that cake… cake poisoning. And ironically I didn’t have a cake for months! As I said, birthdays don’t matter to me, I barely even remember it at times (and people barely call me too for that matter). But this did make me thinking. Why are birthdays and cake are so closely associated? Why not something else? This is one of those many clichés I fail to understand.

I don’t do anything special thanks to me and my not-so-at-times boring life, I had this glorious bucket yesterday if that matters.

ImageComing to today’s daily prompt, I think this should party give some answer. More later as I’ve got to attend a book launch event now and meet the awesome author 😀

Update: The book launch and subsequent event(s) were great. Have a look at the summary/coverage of them. These were 2 very interesting days and a memorable birthday indeed.



Clichés become clichés for a reason. Tell us about the last time a bird in the hand was worth two in the bush for you.

The most obvious problem with clichés is their overuse. While it is fun especially the first time of anything, it tends to become too much when too many people indulge in the same thing. The real problem here becomes of ingenuity, no creativity, lack of originality or simply becoming generic. But that’s not the only case.

Equally the problem is the rest of the lot, who complain. “Oh thats such a cliché”, that is equally common (or at times more) which can be seen. A recent example can be taken is of Valentine’s Day. How much people love to complain about it being so fake, this and that, just for it merely existing without much thought, by both singles and couples alike. I find that more amusing. Okay, I’m a bit guilty here too, but not without reason.

By complaining about clichés we are becoming the monster we bemoan.  Just like that example among countless others, there are (more) people complaining about them. That’s the real problem.

And as the title says, clichés are clichés for a reason. Well even if many don’t make sense, still. For one as I already said, simply because they are fun. Someone who visits the leaning tower of Pisa tends to take a photo as if he/she is ‘holding’ it. Couples kissing in front of the the Eiffel Tower in Paris. Or a similar looking phone tower for that matter. And this list goes on to eternity. If I ever visit a place of in such an event for the first time, I might tend to do it, or more probably not do it and do something different. Such things might lead to lack of originality but still doesn’t hurt.

ImageAnd in cases they hold a certain amount of truth too. Take the one in the title for example. A bird in the hand was worth two in the bush. A sound advice. Personally there times in my life where that held more sense and truth, but that was purely contextual and depended on the circumstance. But coming here, it’s ironic that in the world we live in, even advice has become a cliché and people just love to step ahead and give advice without even thinking or following it themselves. In the end, why care?

The only thing we can should do is just not overdo anything, and stop complaining about everything and let it pass. Time is the best answer (well in most cases), most things don’t last the test of time. Have fun keeping this in mind, and it can sometimes be useful too.


If you could visit any city in the world, which city would you pick and why?

That’s an interesting question, I always wanted to travel around the world.

There are many places I would like to visit (not just limited to cities) first. Waiting for time and the opportunity to present itself. I would love to go to New York, for pretty much everything. NY is like the bigger better version of my home city Bombay (I guess). I want to visit Los Angeles and San Diego too, for being in most awaited events of the year which being E3 and SDCC. Besides always wanted to see Hollywood too. Others being the glorious city of Rome, London, Istanbul, Montreal, Vancouver just to name a few which I can think of at the moment.

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Buffalo Nickel

ImageSo going by today’s prompt, I looked in my withered wallet and randomly removed a coin from the small compartment which contained some coins. This was it, a new coin of Re 1 which I found, year being 2009. Which reminded me this is the first of the two changes of coins in the recent years. While the above pictured look best than the previous, with some nice different hand gestures in every coin denomination, the latest ones are dam small reflecting the insignificance of the small amount in the current world.

Coming to what I did that year, well I was Kota, Rajasthan away from my home here in Mumbai for 2 years from ’08 – ’10. Memories good and bad. Actually this day that year, worse. I remember being end of my 11th grade exams and I had my jaws broken in January, had a major surgery and didn’t didn’t eat or heck even brush my teeth for 2 months. Being the heavy eater and drinker I’m was bit weird spending those birthdays (including mine) without having anything and just looking at others doing it. Well that’s all I remember from that time, which was ‘big’. Well then went to 12th grade. And life went on.

The Crazy One

ImageThat is a tribute I made with the help of a friend who is a awesome graphic designer on the occasion of the late visionary Steve Job’s first death anniversary last year. Here is the post back then.

Today is his birthday and he would have been 58 years old. He has been a big inspiration to me since I was a school kid and he has struck millions of lives (in whatever way you can think, and no doubt especially after his death as people often get recognized only after they kick the bucket sadly)

I’m not going to re-quote any of the many brilliant things he said (besides I’m doing that since years and do that often). Here I would rather silently ponder and while at it wanted to show the above piece first time in this blog of mine. I would recommend to watch his documentary Secrets of Life, apart from reading his biography and seeing his 2005 commencement speech which most would have done by now. If not, do that too.

Again, thank you Steve, for always being an inspiration to me.


Write about what you did last weekend as though you’re a music critic reviewing a new album.

Well actually I already wrote a post on what I did last weekend (twice! sort of) which was awesome. Here is a direct link to that post which is on my other blog. As you can read, it was great, the saturday I mean. Spent the sunday lazing around.

So as a bonus I’ll say about today. In fact I’m glad that this weekend (I mean just saturday yet) was great too. My college festival started yesterday, which is called Iris and this year the theme is Iris ’13 Shuffle, Today was great, well known Bollywood actor (first time in history of my college and the festival) Boman Irani came in the afternoon and it was great. He enacted a bit from his hit movie 3 idiots and even sang the song loved by almost every student in the country Give me some sunshine playing the guitar and gave a motivating yet fun speech. Bit envy all the fuckers of the committee behind the fest for getting to take pictures with him and especially those who escorted him and spoke with him. Well not that much as I had my share too and still waiting to meet those who I actually love 😉

And the other best part was my college was the venue for the qualifying RAW Street B-boying battle of Mumbai by the Indian B-boying Federation. There were 64 B-boys (actually 63 guys and one b-girl)  battling and it was simple awesome. Being a fan of b-boying I enjoyed as hell. Not that I can do it even a bit, but I (along with most of the crowd)  were astonished by many things, most  being the skill performed/showed by the participants, a huge guy who had more fat than all the rest who showed off cuts and muscles (well apart from the average and skinny ones) reaching the top 16 and till a high spot, which showed size doesn’t matter, only dedication does. And the cherry of the cake, the youngest b-boyer who wouldn’t have been over 12 years old, not only was the most cheered of the day but ended up wining in the finals and the city qualifiers! That showed age doesn’t matter too. Well personally I (along with some of the remaining intellectuals left) felt the other finalist should have won, I was personally rooting for him and he did a great job too, he was practically in the air all the time showcasing awesome skills. Well the kid did have incredible talent no doubt, but well since he was a kid he got most of the support (or as I put it sympathy vote) and in the final he pulled off a move by pulling a chair, squeezing inside it and performing the same steps, and that won everyone’s heart, it was like in your face to the other guy. Well in the end glad for him, good to show support for upcoming generation and the art form itself.

And the day ended with a DJ party. Very tired coming home after a great day. I didn’t take any pictures or anything as I don’t have anything substantial with me for now, and I’m like on a break now sort of.

I guess like last weekend tomorrow will be another boring sunday, I just hope not.

All you can eat!

Here is a small account of the most satisfying meal I’ve ever eaten.

This is post I had written in relation to that awesome restaurant where I had it (in Dec ’12) where you can find the name, map location and a picture.

Now coming to the splendid meal thanks to a friend who gave me and another a treat for his birthday, we decided to try that restaurant since we heard quite a good deal about it and besides always on the look out for trying new places when possible.

There it was a buffet system. And since it was a sunday, there was more variety in the menu that day because of that, and well at the same time being more expensive per person (about 750 INR per person). But no worries since I was in for treat. 😀

The ambiance of the place was great. Moreover, there was a festival going on at that time on the theme of Hawaii so it was a greenish atmosphere. The starters were simply amazing, and as was the word some of the best there was. Good variety in both vegetarian and meat. Several varieties of grilled and juicy chicken, mutton, fish, prawns, was simply mouth watering, and also fried potatoes, cottage cheese and paneer (which were the only veg stuff we had), all on countless multiple rounds. We were kind of full on the starters itself, but well all of us were demons when it came to eating (and well, drinking).

After a lot of hogging munching on the starters, came the time for the main course. There was about 5-7 dishes in non-veg and 10 in vegetarian, so there is no worry for thinking of not worth it if you don’t eat meat, it is great. That was the first time I had crab, it was okay, along with chicken, mutton and the others, overall making it good. And the best/most favourite came at the end, the desserts. Dam awesome. 😀


Unlike most other humans these days, I don’t think about to click pictures of what I’m about to eat. I just dam eat it. And more. And more. Now this is one of those plenty of reasons I’m glad to be a ’90s person who well still retains some of the sensible aspects. That’s why I took just a picture with my garbage phone after half into my dessert because I knew I might blog about it sometime, and not just stupid share and #hashtag it saying what I had.

Oh the funny moment was, I and my friend ordered drinks and paid for them ourselves as already it was going too much for the poor party giver, as he always later regrets why he gave in the first place. 😛 And besides he didn’t drink, and the waiter who went to ask him for his and upon getting the reply that he doesn’t drink went into a shock who exclaimed “Not even a beer?!”. He said nope. Funny how beer had become a non-alcoholic non-drinker’s drink these days. Well kinda true, more or less.

I think I should head there again on my birthday since it’s been awhile. On the other hand, I might not, I’m already poor. And now my mouth is watering and tummy making those noises remembering that awesome food. Goddam.