Thursday, November 19, 2009

A loop hole in your advice...

On a recent occasion, I told someone not to listen to crap other people say and to do what he/she feels...


If he/she continues to listen to crap from other people, then clearly he/she didn't take my advice.

If he/she accepts doesn't listen to crap other people say, he/she is following my advice. Which again brings he/she to the point where they are not following my advice which in the first place was not to listen to what other people say.


So no matter what, this advice can never be followed. The basic reasoning and structure behind this advice is false.

So people, i have had enough of this... I m not gonna listen to do wat ur heart feels again...

life of an intern at an ad agency...

I was just talking to some head in my office here at JWT where i m interning...

I was blogging...

He introduced himself...

I told him I am from SIMC...

He said, "so you are an intern, then you should be facebooking..."

How can I say no to a head???

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Why home isn’t home…

·        I am too used to vada paav, chai breakfast.
·        Feeling of uselessness and unproductiveness is a constant mate in Pune… here you can’t feel that way.
·        Clean clothes surprise my nose… make me feel out of place.
·        Money is not an issue… you can always ask for it.
·        Things are not scattered around… you don’t have to spend hours picking up things, looking under them for stuff… nor are there things under you when u sleep.
·        There is actually a time for everything.
·        Hygiene doesn’t depend on you any more.
·        There’s always clean water.
·        You don’t need to go treasure hunting for food.
·        People tell you what to do… and how to do…
·        Compared to the mess meals, all meals at home seem to be delivered from 5-star restaurants.
·        Meals are supposed to be at regular intervals.
·        There’s always electricity.
·        A.C.!!!
·        10:30 is like past bed time.
·        You have to be awake for at least 12 hours a day.
·        U can’t play music 24/7.
·        Now whenever at home, you are working somewhere or the other.
·        Collars are not compulsory.
·        Some of the things around you serve no purpose and are actually ‘AESTHETIC’.
·        Hugs and pecks are rare.
·        Sinks work… Lights switch on!!!
·        There are chairs to sit on.
·        You need not check your wallet before every meal.
·        Alcohol is non-existent.
·        Wants can be made to look like needs. In Pune needs also are optional depending on the date of the month.
·        There is ample time for everything.
·        College= person in front of you, you don’t talk… lost.
Home= Land line + Internet= Always keep in touch… with people you don’t even look at in college.
·        Though bored in Pune too, boredom at home is more boring. ‘I am bored’… the most typed chat words.
·        You are tagged intern.
·        You can only explain to your relatives about 10 times as to career in media ≠ reporter.
·        You are over whelmed with your mother tongue.
·        Randomness vanishes… Everything is planned.
·        World seems dull… colors faded… due to lack of S.I.D.
·        Not everyone you are with is of your age.
·        There is no one place from where u can get all software, movies and songs… pune you have joji…
·        All your needs are already stacked at home.
·        Home = no crisis = no panicking = no fun.
·        Where are the girls???
·        You are bored enough to write such notes.
·        Every time you try and sit on a ‘wall’, mom dad call you back saying if you are jobless, be jobless at home.
·        You greet friends with “How you been? Where’s your internship? How’s the work?” rather than “wanna drink?”
·        Mc Donald’s is not as good as MEGA BITE!!!
·        You can’t justify eating junk saying ‘I’m hungry’…
·        No fresh ATM notes… all of them come via mom.
·        You are provided with ‘In case of emergency money’.
·        Your jeans get washed every two days.
·        You have no one to bug or talk to at 2 in the morning.
·        There is no fantastic 61 bottle collection at home.
·        There is liquor at home which lasts for more than two days and which you cannot consume.
·        There are no WiFi connections to steal from.
·        You can’t bitch much.
·        No scooty back rides.
·        No 1’0 clock airport food.
·        No so many friends to love!!! L
·        No Aditi Shah!!! Sob… sob…
·        Basically, No LIFE!!!

What I learnt in the past few days...

In the past few days, I have learnt a lot, felt a lot. An experience that really made me grow up. Something inside me taught me to be older than me. I have realised the one most important thing in life.

As i told niki:

"I have realised growing up is not about losing your childhood. I am still a kid. Growing up is just knowing when to not be a child".

Hopefully all who meet me now see this side of me... :-)

Monday, November 16, 2009

No Sex Pls... We're indians...

Children in India are born of virgin Mothers.
No wonder our society cant bear to see, hear or even read anything which is even minutely related to sex.
Kissing and hugging is sex.
Holding Hands is Fellatio.
Sitting together in public is foreplay.
Khajurao was an edited temple... the 'YOUTH' made kamasutra in the temple...

So don't have sex... don't talk about it... don't read about it... don't even suggest it... Cause we are INDIANS...

Jai Hind!!!

(the title is not mine... i heard is somewhere...  Horn(y)... ok???... pls???)

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

the two sides of me...

my two sides...

one white... the other black...
one happy... the other pissed...
one high... the other sober...
one angry... the other ecstatic...
one me... the other one not so me...