The Only Type of Men that I Fear : Women ;or Yes Dear.

Women are sweet, gentle, fragile and delicate,
And it is to the poor folls that believe it that this poem I dedicate.
Im not saying that theyre not all these things you see,
Its just that they are thses when it suits them to be.

When chauvanists say the world is theirs for the taking,
I think that they're just making decisions which they shouldnt be making.
What pray tell are they going to do,
When their wives find out and hits the fan the proverbial poo.

My friend didnt believe that 'Hell hath no fury like a woman scourned',
Poor fellow, till yesterday it was for him that I mourned.
When men say that their not wrapped around any womans little finger,
They just wont acknowledge that they've already fallen hook, line and sinker.

For women have the ability to make men do that and this,
They can make a fat man into a natural contortonist.
Men too have the ability to make poeple do any sort of chore,
Lets just say that I respect women a whole lot more.

For I liken women to a volcano waiting to erupt,
If I refuse them I'm sure my end will be quite abrupt.
'The weaker sex' whoever it was that his phrase coined,
I would like very much to give a good kick in the groind.


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God sent moments of creativity indeed.

Recently as soon as I got to M.C.C I ve been writing a lot of poetry. Those of you who know me might not think this vey surprising but for its really a shock that I can actually write poetry that people appreciate! Most of my poemsare in the classic Ogden Nash style of a-a, b-b. And now that I have enough of them I'll start posting them up now. So enjoy people and remember if you cant say anything nice dont say anything at all. Joking aside though your welcome to leave yur critique or impressions, in fact I would like it very much if you did.

Deep Stuff.

Honour isnt about making the right decisions,
Its about dealing with the consequences.

Quote from The FullMetal Alchemist.

Hark!! Here I am again!!

And so it begins again!! I am back from scaring children, making fools out of cocky assholes, plotting mass genocide and generally trying to take over the world. And mind you I was so close too, damn my consciense!!
At any rate, Im back to the writing game, dont blame me for being lame. The last couple of months have been quite hectic, coming to India and starting college here in Chennai at M.C.C. Its different as expected form my previous experiences with college life as to be expected but it is in itself a new experience which I will treasure, or come to treasure in the years that follow. Atleast Im pretty sure of that. (Like 50% .. naaah closer to .... yeah its about that much)
Hall life is the one thing that is so different here. There are rules and traditions that are atleast 150 years old and they are enforced and practised with an almost religious fervour. And then there is ofcourse the whole issue of seniors and juniors and the whole concept of ragging. After hearing stories from many different people about the ragging which I would endure which made the normally unflappable me shake in my size 13 boots. And now what 'ragging' I have seen and gone through is nothing compared to those stories which likened life in the halls to a nazi concentration camp.
Even what we do go through now is nothing, the seniors are all really good people ofcourse with their own few faults, but that is there anywhere. During the entire period of 'ragging', what is accomplished is them getting to know us better and that is all. And even with this some people who are too preideful to even fetch a bottle of water for someone senior to them have complained to the A.R.C (Anti-Ragging Comitee to you laymen) and have broken a lonf spell of no complaints thereby giving my entire batch a blackmark. They know who they are and what frightens them and should frighten them is that now we, their batchmates, know who they are. Afterall isnt it said that revenge is a dish best served cold. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA(evil laugh).

Good thing to keep in mind.

Human beings are perhaps never more frightening than when they are convinced beyond doubt that they are right.

- Laurens Van der Post

Writer's Block Sucks. Period.

This has to be the longest time've gone without posting since I've started this little write up. And the reason can be solely attributed to the most abominable catastrophe that can happen to any budding writer, yes ladies and gnts I am refering to writer's block. Since I came home, I have been enjoying time spent with my family and getting back in touch with them and other people I know in the area. I have spent a lot of time in the gym in an effort to lsoe weight and .... lose weight. I have also been re-introduced to my allergies which had left me alone in Canada only to come back with a vengence, blasted sand!! But than it isnt exactly the sand's fault, it was here first after all about a billion years ago. Sheesh!! But that doesn't mean I can't complain about it!! MUAHAHAHA!! Take that sand!! ..... look at me, this is bloody well pathetic!! Im resorting to abusing sand, how far I have sunk.
But I digress, back to the subject at hand. Since I have come here, I really haven't got many ideas to write about, there were a few but I discounted them as being too cliche. Perhaps later when I am totally out of things to write about (koff force my opinions onto people koff). Anyways, whatever. I'll come up with something.
Cheers.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

What I look forward to is continued immaturity followed by death.

- Dave Barry

A new path once again, for the last time.

Today, sometime in the afternoon I will board a plane to Dubai and leave behind Canada for may what very well be the last time. My foray into the arts is over and I have seen that it isn't for me.
A year ago it was the same only with engineering in the states. My attempts at carving my own niche in this world have been failing miserably, mostly I believe becuase of my reluctance to see them as possible career choices. I have thought of myself as many things and none have come to fit my burgeoning self. I find no peace with the selections I have made so far, and in retrospect I find myself following my parents first carrer choice for me. Something to do with the only subject I have truly adored, english.
Be that as it may, I have promised to apply myself the the full extent of my capabilities so that I do not cheat myslef further. This is when I turn over a new leaf and become a changed man. I have grown up and no longer consider myself wise beyond my years, I know that I but a kid who really hasn't grown luch at all. And now that I have realised that, I will become a better man. But that doesn't mean Im going to have a stick up my ass, I will stay the same man, just a little better.

My Mental State Right Now .. #2

My Mental State Right Now .. #1

Teenager Bashing Quote!!!!

The invention of the teenager was a mistake. Once you identify a period of life in which people get to stay out late but don't have to pay taxes - naturally, nobody wants to live any other way.

- Judith Martin, a.k.a. Miss Manners

Self Bashing Quote!!

To paraphrase Oedipus, Hamlet, Lear, and all those guys, "I wish I had known this some time ago."

- Roger Zelazny

The Arrogance of Youth

When I was younger, well atleast 2-3 years ago, I was a coky little shite when it came to my parents. I never really did listen to them, to be fair I always did hear what they have to say but I always conveniently managed to forget what they had told me 5 minutes after.
I though I knew how the world worked, it was my oyster, I knew I was right. I couldn't have been more wrong. Sure I had a few good ideas, but they were overshadowed by the phenomenal number of stupid things I have done since the 10th grade.
Whenver my parents started giving me advice about schoolwork I always said 'I know yadda yadda yadda'. This progressed to the point where my dad gave me the nickname I.K boy, if you can't get it then I wish ya luck in life and hope you don't drown yourself when you take a bath. Anyway, I digress. I argued a lot with my parents, and then my dad just said 'The arrogance of youth', and I asked him what he meant, even though I had a pretty good idea of what he was going to talk about. He just shook his head and said in a very tired way 'You'll see one day'. And now alomst 4 years on, I finally get what hes was talking about.
In a few months time in september, I will turn twenty. I have reached the point of no return. Till now I have had the excuse of being a teenager, rampant hormones, trying to figure out who one really is and all that rot. And ashamedly, I must admit I was quite good at making up excuses for my many faults and mistakes without a second thought. On the brink of adulthood, I think I was trying to run away from the fact that I am growing up. And now I am really scared, but also a little excited. I have begun to face who I really am, and when I do the same ruthless character examination I have done to many people on myself, I find that I am severely lacking and I don't make the cut. But I am glad that I now am grown up enough to look at my faults and finally be a little courageous, for being brave is to be afraid but still persevere.
When I look back on my life, short as it may be, I find so many things that I would change. But then again, everything is a 100% clear in hindsight. I wish I could go back to those days, when things were much simpler, and when I still had ....... well, lets just leave it at that. The irony is when I was a kid, there was nothing I wished more for than to grow up fast. Oh, the arrogance of youth.

An April's Fool Post

The first of April is the day we remember what we are the other 364 days of the year.

– Mark Twain

Moderation Quote ...

You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.

- Friedrich Nietzsche

Religion Bashing Quote #2 !!!

A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything.

- Friedrich Nietzsche

Religion Bashing Quote #1 !!!

Faith, to my mind, is a stiffening process, a sort of mental starch.

- E. M. Forst

A Lovely lady indeed

This is the hell girl, if you were curious. Pretty, in a dark way.

A sad people are we

Yesterday, I watched an episode of an anime series called 'Jigoku Shoujo' which basically transalates into 'Hell Girl'. The basic concept is if you have been wronged in any way and are suffering enough to hate the person that caused your suffering, you log on to the web at midnight and go to the 'Hell Hotline' and you post the name of the person you wish revenge upon. The 'Hell Girl' then appears in front of you and hands you a voodoo doll with a red string tied on it. She then says that if you wish for your tormentor to be eliminated, simply untie the string. However there is a catch, as soon as you do this you enter a contract with her. The one you seek revenge upon will be immediately taken to hell. But as a price you must make her restitution. When one person is cursed, two graves are dug. When you die, your soul will fall into the pit of hell. Your soul shall wander forever in pain and suffering, never knowing paradise.
The concept, if a bit cliche, intrigued me. I had a morbid need to know the situations which would lead to the summoning og the 'Hell Girl'. So I proceeded to eatch a couple more episodes to see the events unfold. After watching nad contemplating, it amazed me how clever we are at causing pain to others. As a race we are base creatures, creatures of desire and impulse. There are ofcourse exceptions few and far in between, but that is all they are exceptions.
There is a tale told of whole lot of frogs caught by a fisherman and put into a tub without a lid. There was no need for a lid because, if one frog trid to climb out, the others pulled it down, whereas if they had worked together, they could have avoided becoming some frenchman's dinner.
This can be made as an analogy to the human race. When somebody succeeds we try to drag then down and if we cannot, we lust after what they have and wallow in our darker emotions. I would be a hypcrite if I said I wasn't the same, but I have come to an epiphany lately.
I don't particularly believe in hell, or religion ofr that matter, but there is one thing which governs us all: Karma. Sooner or later your sins will catch up to you, and you shall reap what you have sown. When you feel hate, jealousy or any of the darker emotions towards another person, a little piece of your own soul dies along with it. We shouldn't waste time lusting after what we don't have and concentrate on waht we want to do. After all if one walks looking up into the sky, one is likely to stumble and fall, and as fickle as the fates are it would probably be face first into a big pile of doodoo. Joking aside, I feel a quote from 'Hell Girl' is very appropriate for this train of thought. When one is cursed, two graves are dug.

Sleep....meh

Its 11:30 in the morning and I still haven't gone to sleep. .......... too much suger I think. At any rate, Im off to bed. May your sword slide into its sheath, may your wand fit in its holster. I can keep going if you like, but if dont understand what was just written to be sexual innuendo, thaen you fail.
Cheers.

The words of a very smart man.

Never tell people how to do things. Tell them what to do and they will surprise you with their ingenuity.

- George S. Patton

Makes you wonder......

Question : Why does God allow evil in the world?
Reply : To thicken the plot.

Anime!!! AAAAAAAARGGGGHHHHH!!!!!

A recent wave that has struck out from Japan, with the force of 'ten thousand blistering typhoons' in the words of the immortal Captain Haddock from Tintin, is anime.
Japanese animated cartoons which cover a variety of subjects and genres. They include some of the best action scens, most perverted and laugh out loud funny humour, drama, awesome plot lines I have had the good fortune to have seen.
The sheer number of differsnt anime out there is a lso a testament ot its popularity both in its mother country as well as outside. Anime has become a major form of entertainment for people from many age groups and the rise of the 'Otaku' has been confirmed(Otaku being a fan of anime).
Personally, anime has replaced everything else as my prefered form of electronic entertainment. And I must say at one point and time I was bit by the Otaku bug quite badly. After a while it has begun to lose its hold on me, but I still appreciate anime very much. I would recommend trying out anime for anybody. They have action, romance, comedy, suspense and best of all scantily clad ladies all of whom are strikingly good looking specimens of the fairer sex.
So, if I have caught your attention, please do try it out. Its not going to hurt you, though I am not responsible if you get hooke yourself. You have been warned.

Excuse Me.

It has come to my attention that there are quite a few typos on this blog. Sorry about his, but I'm too busy(koff lazy koff koff) to correct the posts. So I'll just apologise, but if in fact you are in control of all your mental faculties, I assure you you're brain(meagre as it is) will compensate and let you read what was supposed to be read. For the unfortunate few that do not have said contol over yourself, tough luck.

Truer words were never spoken.

Never underestimate the predictability of stupidity.

- Bullet Tooth Tony, Snatch

Oh no!! Whats this?! Another quote!!

I don't mind their having a lot of money, and I don't care how they employ it, but I do think that they damn well ought to admit they enjoy it.

- Ogden Nash

I dont like to be a person without a face....

Its is true that a picture speaks a thousand words. So no matter how much I write, it wont make the same impact unless you see who I am to see what I am about.
No, not really, that was all just B.S. I just wanted to post my pic!
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
(aint I a stinker?)

Horizons.....so many...so far apart.

I was catching a ride from Oakville to Missisagua to get to a party, when after remarking on the very beautiful lady in the car next to us and generally being a perverted man, I looked in front and noticed the wide open road in front of me. And then my eyes took in the wide horizon far in the .... well horizon.
It made me very sad for some reason. I dont know exactly why it invoked such feelings in me, perhaps it made me all of a sudden feel very small. It made me think of the wide horizons I always see whenever driving in Dubai, it made me think of the many horizons I have yet to see and experience. The world is such a huge place in itself, but comparing it to the ginormous universe it resides in, it is but a small, insignificant little speck of dust.
It makes me want to see all the horizons that I have'nt seen yet. I want to see the places that these horizons will lead me to. I want to go the the end of all the horizons. People say there is a pot of gold at the ens of a rainbow. I now think it will be at the end of the horizon, and the pot of gold, is the culmination of all the experiences that are gathered along the way.
And I can only imagine what some of the horizons on other palnets would look like. Imagine seeing the earth rise from the red plains of Mars. That just makes me imagine what all the other horizons look on other worlds. Its so sad, yet refreshing to know that there is still so much to sse in this world, and so much that I have'nt seen yet.

Equality for the Sexes. Meh....

For as long as I can remember, women have been going on & on about being the same respect and treatment that men get. Equality for the sexes as it were. Bullshit. So far to my experience, limited as it may have been, women tend to conveniently forget this whenever they want to.
There is more I want to say on the subject but I shall desist. Not because I fear debate on my views but of fear for my delicate body. You see I have a couple of female friends who shall we say have no apparent respect for the more delicate parts of the male anatomy and personal space.
After all, I am a firm believer of the saying "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned".
Perhaps later, when I am clear of the danger of being drunk, passed out & unable to defend myself from the women who have been glaring lasers at my back as I write this. Muahahahahahahah!!(evil laugh)

Fuck it!! I feel like another quote!!

Children aren't happy with nothing to ignore, and that's what parents were created for.

- Ogden Nash

Quote Time!!

Human beings, who are almost unique in having the ability to learn from the experience of others, are also remarkable for their apparent disinclination to do so.

-Douglas Adams

Am I kind? Am I Selfless?

Earlier on today, as I woke up I saw a ball lying out in the backyard. Obviously belonging to some kid who had thrown it just a little too far in trying to imppress his friends (or so I imagine).
Now I completely ignored it as I had a desperate urge to answer nature's call, and by the time I finished my lunch, I completely forgot about it. Later on though, I see it again and I go out back to toss into the schoolyard beyond the fence. BUt then I realise if I do that, the chances of the ball going back to its rightful owner are small to nil. So I decide that I would walk over to the school ( a primary school by the way) and drop pf the b-ball in their lost and found. When I did this I was praised by a couple of the teachers saying that was a very kind thing to do, how noble yada yada yada. The whole shebang. And ofcourse this whole episode had me feeling very good about myself. On the way back to the house though, while whistling the secong verse of 'the bear necessities', I had an epiphany. What if I had been doing these kind of things just to recieve the accompanied praiseall along? I was shocked. Not that I have'nt thought of this before, I believe that very few people do anything at all without looking after number 1, but htis time it was especially mindboggling (perhaps due to mental state at that time :It was freezing cold wind, bad headache and lack of sleep).
Has every kind act I've ever commited been to flatter myself in some small way? Perhaps, or maybe I just liked the feeling that runs through me when I do something nice for somebody else? I still am still a little confused about the situation, but for the sake of my faith in humanity I choose to believe that my reasons are altruistic(at best).

Who am I?

I live my life guided by two quotes.

. "Mors certa, Hora incerta" Death is certain, It's time incertain
. "Life is a comedy, It's all in the execution"

Life is too short to mope and sulk, and it is far too dangerous to leap into it without restraint and caution.
Life is neither black nor white, but full of glorious grays. Every shade from dazzling white to pitch black exists. It would do good to take heed to this.
If you enter life completely trustful, your naivete will afford you a broken heart and an empty wallet. And yet if you enter life entirely wary, you are doomed to an empty and unfulfilled existence.
Humility is a quality that is vital to humanity. For there will always be someone better than you are, and all you can do is to strive to be better. And anyway, I personally would find perfection quite boring. It is the imperfections in life that I find beautifull. They allow me to appreciate a new dawn, the thunder in a rainstorm, the crisp smell of a new book, my friends, a hot coffe when I wake up, the delight of good conversation, the beauty of women. If everyone were perfect, how would we appreciate anything?
So as this is said, I prepare. With a grain of salt in my mouth, a shot of tequila in one hand, a bowl of fried rice in the other, a good book in my pocket, headphones filled with good jazz, and equipped with a fine sarcastic wit I will sail the uncharted waters that are my life.

I only wish

I only wish this were my case. As I read the poem, it shook my soul and made me envious. If there exists such a person, and I am sure there are a few if not many, it is this type of person that all should ry and emulate.

" I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul. "

These two lines especially, are the ones that hit me as the most profound. In the world we live in today, there are very few who can claim these lines as their own. Oh many will repute that statement, but they are trying to fool themselves.

You may agree or disagree with this as you will, if you choose to go with the latter option I only have one thing ot say to you.
You have wasted 5 minutes of your life reading something that you dont agree with and now you can never get those 5 minutes back, congratulations.

My title explained.

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the Pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods may be

For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance

I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeonings of chance

My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

Looms but the horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years

Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

It matters now how strait the gate,

How charged with punishments the scroll,

I am the master of my fate:

I am the captain of my soul.

A poem by William Ernest Henley