Monday, June 21, 2010

Diamonds and Rust



An amazing song written by Joan Baez. Although she might deny it, but we know it is about Bob Dylan.

The following is an excerpt from the song:
"And here I sit
Hand on the telephone
Hearing a voice I'd known
A couple of light years ago
Heading straight for a fall"

OK. My point is - light-year is a unit of distance not time.
Similarly, foot-pound is a unit of work not weight.
Song is class. Enjoy it. I cant ruin anything for you.
Gov.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

I Don't...

This post might not be of any interest to anyone. I am not saying the others are. If the internet would be the world then this blog is definitely "The Sahara", where only a few venture in. And why, only Lord knows. PS: Even He doesn't.

Grammar is my biggest adversary. Realization. The laws and by-laws leave me at my wits ends.

I have no clue about my results. I am getting impatient. But it's not only the government that is testing me. It's also the people around me. Almost everyone. I am outgrowing people at an alarming rate. I hope for the best & by the end of this year, hopefully before, I would have the list of people I want out of my life, once and for all. OK, I've made mistakes too but they have all been excusable. Yeah, I am sure about it.

As it turns out, it turned out quite sometime back actually, Elasticity is not a concept exclusive to Physics. I have been reading Economics and I find it interesting. Till now. Just like people, I have outgrown subjects in the past too.

The grass always looks greener on the other side. True. Well said. But what if there is no grass on my side at all? I have to creep to the other side. Bleh!

Grrrr. Night. Dear Mr. Lorre, plagiarism does exist!
G.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Invictus

I saw many movies this week. One of them was Invictus. All the nominations it got at the Oscars and other ceremonies were justified but I am not here to discuss the movie. I am here for the poem, Invictus, that was the soul of the movie. Most of you must have read the poem but still, I am uploading it for those who haven't.
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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 not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley


Love. G.

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Five reasons why you should not go to a Marwari Wedding!


The Food: Don’t get me wrong. This is the only reason I go to these weddings. But while selecting what I am going to eat, I stay as confused as I was during my Physics exam. The feeling is not good.

The Gossip: Oh! What the hell!! It is there at all the weddings.
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Oh! What the hell!! It is there, everywhere.

All that glitters is Gold: Or a reasonable facsimile. Irritating. But if you are a gold lover you might feel otherwise and I pity you.

The wonderful meaningless Pleasantries and Small Talks: Examples-
You have grown up so much!
*Yeah, aunty, the last time you met me was 13 years back.*

So when are you getting married? (I am all of 22, pretty nice age to them, for me to get married.)
*As soon as I am ready to go through this hell, the ceremony, and also willing to pay for it*

So who all have come from your place? (I have a joint family.)
*Don’t know! I was teleported here when I was sleeping.*
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The Couple: The two are secondary. It's the guest list that has to be as huge as the menu. I can feel their irritation. Especially the bride’s whose garb and all the gold on her weighs more than she herself.


PS:
I do not want to hurt sentiments of the people of my community or anyone outside of it.
I actually don't care about ^^ :P
Love, Gov..

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

May starts after this post..



I am standing. Don’t know where. I look to my right and then to my left. I am confused. I see infinity. I can see what is in front of me. Again, its infinity. I am jolly amused. I turn around. What was my left is now my right and what was my right is now my left. After the turn I can actually see what was in front of me initially, is now behind me. This is because there is a mirror in front that was my back initially and I realize that there is a mirror there too, that is, at my present back. So now I am in between two mirrors and with infinite* images of myself. I look again to my right, my initial left, and then to my left, my initial right, and this time I realize that there are mirrors even there. Now everything is clear. I am in a room of mirrors . I close my eyes. I go round and round and round (read it with a dramatic effect, please!) for thirty seconds. I open my eyes. I have no clue of my initial left, right, back and front. Everything is still the same.

You actually do not have to read the following but go for it...

*There are not, really, an infinite number of images; it fades out due to losses at each reflection.

Further explanation:
From your common experience, things further away appear smaller. Due to repeated reflections there are many images. Each successive image is further away by the distance separating the mirrors. Thus the line of images has prospect. Each image gets smaller than the one preceding it.


Govind
May-04.2010++
Good day to you.
Thank you 5R's

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

A few shots from February!

Have not uploaded photographs on the blog for a long time. So here I go.


Take care guys!
Gov.
:)

Monday, May 3, 2010

You might need some time..!

When the shadows become one,
the souls, they meet.
The holy waters
witness the miracle.
Let questions be asked,
the evening sun would testify;
all that holds true,
yet nothing was.

G
02.May.2010.


Someone: Whats the time?
Me: Ummm! Sorry,I got no idea.
Someone: What? But you are wearing a watch!!
Me: Oh yes! About that, it does not work.
Someone: Then why are you still wearing it?
Me: Its lucky for me.
Someone: (Hurriedly)Don’t be superstitious. You are young.
Me: Sir!
Me: Sir? Sir?
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I need some water.
Bye.