Wednesday, August 24, 2011

What does a Mouse dream of?

Again, copied from a mail sent by my friend. Looks realistic :)



Friday, August 19, 2011

Men and Women

A witty friend of me forwarded this mail to me. Found it interesting.
He seems to be using it in his family :)

How the husband applies for a permission

How the wife applies for a permission

A Fatal Song for the Day - Freak On a Leash

Some songs are dangerous and a few are fatal. This crazy band called KoRn made many fatal songs. I luckily missed two split second accidents listening to this fatal song. Just the intro of the song makes my blood gush into my brain. Both the times my Karizma was about to crash into some other vehicle. If not for the powerful disk brakes, I wouldn't have written this post.
What a great song!!
 
The video too is great. If I remember correctly, it won a grammy or something of that sort.
 
 

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Space Oddity by Bowie

Three songs have been floating around in my head since this morning. "Space Oddity" by David Bowie, "My World Fell Down" by Sagittarius and "2000 light years from home" by The Rolling Stones. All the three are great songs but today my choice is "Space Oddity" because it helped Bowie establish himself as a musician. I love the accoustic intro (a fade in of C and Em). The interludes and the solo too are also great.



Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Me and the existence

I am standing on the earth - Aam Aadmi
Am I standing on the earth or am I holding the earth with my legs? - The Philosopher
It doesn't really matter - The ZhoonDa

Rhyme of the Lonely Smoker

The lonely smoker
hums a melody
as the rings of smoke
beat a macabre rhythm.
Don't expect it to be a melody
for the wind blows ashes
onto his lonely little nose.

The lonely smoker
strides along with the
brown long cigarette
like a flute or
perhaps a walking stick.
Don't assert your pities
for he rules his own world.

The lonely smoker
forms the clouds
that rain the sweet monsoons
with the LED lightening
and the controlled thunders.
Don't blame the rains
for scorpions have no king.

The lonely smoker
sits by the full moon
and listens to the nonsense parables
while the sun dances
over the kingdom of Kaveri.
Don't blame his lethargy
for the full moon is a misnomer