Wednesday, March 24, 2010

An extremely interesting read, it contains an essay by Bhagat Singh on why he was an atheist and more. It is strange that a person who wrote like that came to be a hero of those propogating the "Hindu Rashtra" myth.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

The Owl and the Pussycat - Edward Lear

Finally found this poem. Amongst my 10 favorite.

 The Owl and the Pussycat - Edward Lear

The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
    In a beautiful pea green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
    Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
    And sang to a small guitar,
'O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love,
      What a beautiful Pussy you are,
          You are,
          You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!'
Pussy said to the Owl, 'You elegant fowl!
    How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
    But what shall we do for a ring?'
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
    To the land where the Bong-tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
    With a ring at the end of his nose,
          His nose,
          His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.


'Dear pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
    Your ring?' Said the Piggy, 'I will.'
So they took it away, and were married next day
    By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
    Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
    They danced by the light of the moon,
          The moon,
          The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.

Brilliant to sing along and something that has a tendency to get stuck in your head at times like your std 10 board exams, this poem has endured in my head despite all the Ginsberg, Poe or Coleridge I have also read and loved

Friday, January 29, 2010

Crumby Stuff

Alright, I've got a renewed interest in JD Salinger since I found out about his death. So I am going to put down random related stuff:

Comin Thro' The Rye - Robert burns
O, Jenny's a' weet, poor body,
  Jenny's seldom dry:
She draigl't a' her petticoatie,
  Comin thro' the rye!

Comin thro' the rye, poor body,
  Comin thro' the rye,
She draigl't a' her petticoatie,
  Comin thro' the rye!

Gin a body meet a body
  Comin thro' the rye,
Gin a body kiss a body,
  Need a body cry?

Gin a body meet a body
  Comin thro' the glen,
Gin a body kiss a body,
  Need the warl' ken?

Gin a body meet a body
  Comin thro' the grain;
Gin a body kiss a body,
  The thing's a body's ain. 
 Was also sent a link of his Uncollected Writings by the Comedian

And to end of: 
"It's really too bad that so much crumby stuff is a lot of fun sometimes. "
~J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye, Chapter 9

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

2.40 a.m. Ramblings

Rambled on last night: 

The essence of being Human is being able to conciously enjoy happiness.... if you can't then you probably aren't very human

Basically humans are the only creatures on this planet capable of 'creating' only for happiness (and not out of need/ practicality). if you don't do things that truly make you happy, then it's just not worth doing anything at all.

Now unfortunately I still need to figure out a balance between the practical and not so paractical stuff I want to get done.

Moving on:
The Shashi Tharoor Twitter thingy is in the news (link). Just heard a senior beurocrat and SM krishna who was a bloody governor say that if he does not agree with the govt he shoukd resign his cabinet post. WHAT THE FUCK!!

I dont agree with everything Tharoor says but if a man (whether he is part of the government or not) has an opinion he wants to voice then he has a right to - by law.

It is also public policy he is discussing  and not "matters of state security" and by defination public policy is policy affecting the bloody public who have a right to listen to an opinion concerning it

Moving On:
Went to check on V at the cop station. Had got into a bit of an accident.
The weird thing:
So you have choppers checking all drivers at naka bandi's for a DUI offence but when two cars have been in an accident they don't check if any of the drivers have had a drink? WHAT THE FUCK!!

Thursday, December 17, 2009 - seriously check it out !

Got sent this link with some amazing Russian impressionists ( I have no idea why some of these guys aren't ridiculously famous. The one on top is a Pavlov and the one below (which is not actually impressionist but still awesome) is a Pjankov .

Thursday, November 26, 2009

For those sick of my regular shit:

The 7 Most Badass Last Stands in the History of Battle

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

I find this leak insanely funny though:

I wonder if the Liberhan report would have been leaked if the Congress was not in power. For all you know it might have been the old judge himself - I mean if you spent 18 years of your life writing something I'm guessing you really don't want it to be stashed away, do you?

My thoughts on this at an earlier point are here

Sunday, November 22, 2009

A great little article on the words of our times:

Beyond Inappropriate

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Less than a minute

Curlies on the urinal,
Curlies on the pot,
Damn if the guy before me,
wasn't the ape man that time forgot.

Made that up while in the loo. It fairly flummoxes me how so many get there.

Fried Prattle

Well I haven't blogged in a while
- though I've been in the mood to prattle.
And though the rope's still lengthy,
We've been feeling a lot like cattle.

Calling Ms Parker, Calling Ms Parker,
would you please report to the round table?
through the haze of smoke and leftist folk
would you continue to fuck life's fable?

When fried turn to Ms Parker eh?

CODA - Dorothy Parker

There's little in taking or giving,
There's little in water or wine;
This living, this living, this living
Was never a project of mine.
Oh, hard is the struggle, and sparse is
The gain of the one at the top,
For art is a form of catharsis,
And love is a permanent flop,
And work is the province of cattle,
And rest's for a clam in a shell,
So I'm thinking of throwing the battle-
Would you kindly direct me to hell?