Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Back to business

Aah, what a week! So my week long vacation is finally over, and another internship starts tomorrow. Anyways, I had gone to Kabini, a place in Karnataka, where two national parks are located. I stayed at the Orange County Resort, which for the record was fantabulous! Amazing view (its bang on the river), mouth-watering food, and wait for it...pool villa! Thats right, I had a pool in my backyard! These are some of the photos I took from my phone.

The sunset view from the reading lounge:

The Resort Pool. Yeah, thats the river in the background

And that's the villa I stayed in

They also had these Boat and Jeep safaris which take you into the national park. I managed to capture some insane photos of elephant on my camera (which I'll try and upload later). Although I wish we could have managed to spot a tiger or a leopard. The people who went for the jeep safari the next day spotted a leopard :P

After Kabini my parents and sister went home, while I chilled in Bangalore at a friends place. Okay so Bangalore isn't the booze capital of India. But it most definitely the beer capital of India. I had so much beer there. In the span of one day, I think three pitchers were consumed. No I'm not an alcoholic, but beer was literally a substitute for water. And most places served only beer, no other alcohol. That too Fosters draught! If you do go there, visit the legendary Pecos. Its got awesome food and cheap beer. Although there's cheap beer all over Bangalore. And 'happy hour' is of no significance when most places have happy hours from 10AM to 6Pm and the slightly shadier ones have it from 10AM to 10PM.

Of course Bangalore isn't all safe, there's a stupid 11:30 curfew, barely any clubs because of the 11:30 curfew, and some serious language issues if you aren't a south Indian (which I'm not). So I wouldn't ever move out of Bombay (we don't get out partying before 11), but if you're looking for a pub crawl, Bengaluru is definitely your place.

Oh and this is what was on the toilet walls of this pub called Toit.

'Empty Walls
perfect to make out on
(this loo's door locks
from the inside too)'

Monday, May 23, 2011

Going on vacation for a week. First going to a place called Kabini with parents, then staying at friends place in Bangalore. I'm so getting hammered. I'm finally gonna be in a position to judge whether Bengaluru (don't you just hate it when they change names? Seriously, Bombay is better than Mumbai, and god knows what the hell Puducherry is) is truly the booze capital of the country. Of course once I come back another unpaid internship awaits me. Next year can't get here fast enough, what with the whole big law firm internships who actually pay interns.

I've also decided that since I'm now in my third year at law school, I'm not gonna rag the new bunch of juniors. I'll just make them clean my room instead :D

Hope you guys are enjoying the summer , despite the heat.

Thursday, May 19, 2011


Aah, the blog defining post on Alcohol. Now if you're one of those traditional Indians, who scorn at us with our alcohol guzzling ways, with the whole 'whats the current generation coming to', raised eyebrows and utter contempt, well you can f*** off. This post is not meant for you, heck blogging might not be meant for you. On the other hand, if you're in your early twenties, when beer is like coffee, welcome to my world. But first, lets get some things straight. Alcohol doesn't help you in anyway and too much of it will kill you.
Stop calling me blasphemous, that's an advisory for the kids.

On the other hand, alcohol is suitable for all occasions. When you're on top of the world, alcohol adds to the fun. When you're depressed, it shares your sorrow. Me, I was more of a beer person, now I'm more inclined to whiskey. I can't afford Scotch on a college-student budget :P

Okay list time, so here's the advantages of alcohol:
- (once again) suitable for all occasions
- beer goggles (helps you when the hot girl whom you'd never have a shot with when she's sober)
- you dance at the club!
- more importantly, you don't feel like an idiot whilst dancing
- someone hates you, buy him a beer and all of a sudden you're the best of friends.
- lowered inhibitions dude!
- its never awkward to have a heart to heart
- you can ask someone out, then blame it on being drunk and needy
- simply a good time

Hold on, its got its disadvantages
- you tend to make a fool of yourself
- beer goggles (helps the ugly girl who'd never have a shot with you)
- your in trouble if the hot girl has a boyfriend
- beer belly (its the worst!)
- lowered inhibitions :P

Warning: Do not drink and drive.....unless she's hot and you're in a hurry.



Does anyone truly know you? Most of us, we live different lives, with different people. Our behavior with parents is different from our behavior with friends. Our behavior with one friend is different from another. We get to chose whom we let into our weird little worlds, and how much of it we reveal to another person. But in all of it, do we ever reveal everything about ourselves to anyone?

Everyone knows me as the joker, or the guy who makes bad jokes. If my life was a sitcom, I'd definitely be Chandler from seasons 1-4. I guess almost everyone even thinks I have a false sense of pride, and the belief that I'm better than most. Some, know that its put on, I do it simply for fun. Lesser people know that I'm genuine, or at least I hope that a handful know I'm genuine. Almost nice. And I think certain individuals know that I'm not exactly the fun-loving, not giving a crap about the world, takes life with a pinch of salt person I pretend or try to be. I don't usually tell people about the time when I used to be depressed, its not exactly the normal dinner or movie conversation you have with friends.

But thats the thing isn't it? How can people ever know you, inside out? We put on our masks, play our roles, and let the world see the play. I guess I know what 'All the world's a stage' means. We get type-cast, and see each other in the same way. The jock, the popular, the cool, the friendly, the slut, the bitch, the joker, the smart, the geek. But ever so often, there's a person, or persons, whom we reveal ourselves to, who reveal themselves. And hopefully that lasts, because that is in fact, all you need.

Monday, May 16, 2011

I know this isn't really twitter, but I just saw the sixth season finale of HIMYM and it is frickin awesome! No he doesn't meet the mother, but in the penultimate moments of episode, for the first time you don't care about the mother. *SPOILER ALERT* Who would have thought Barney gets married before Ted?!

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

A Walk Up the Hill

It was a long walk, but they had done it several times before. Not in the recent past, come to think of it, they hadn't come to this place in years. But today was different. Some might say it was special, but all he knew was that it was unlike any other day he had lived through.
They reached the top of the hill and started walking towards the edge. The sky was devoid of clouds, the river below was peaceful, and a gentle breeze was blowing. They sat down on the grass, and he spoke. 'Its been fifteen years since we got married. Happy Anniversary.'

He was used to talking a lot. Heck, people paid him to talk. But on this occasion he was lost for words. But he decided to go for it anyways. 'We haven't been here in a long time. Remember when you first got me here? I never told you, but I was scared out of my wits. I didn't want you to think I was a wuss, especially on our first date. And I thought you brought all guys here. But you told me I was the first.' He started thinking about the past. It started out as a fling in high school, but they got admission into the same college, and that was it. But it wasn't all a fairy-tale, 'Was it? We fought so much after marriage. We had to go for marriage counselling. And I thought you might be into someone else. I'm so sorry. My life wasn't working out the way I wanted it to, and I took it out on you. But you knew me too well. I remember the day you fired the marriage counselor, walked right up to me and said that my problems are your problems as well, and we could figure them out together. And we did Ellie, didn't we?'
As if the place had been booked especially for them, there was no on else for miles. One could hear the birds chirping, and if you listened really hard you could even hear sound the leaves made, blowing in the breeze. And when he started playing the song, Bonos voice and U2s music filled the air. He smiled, 'With or without you. The song we first danced to. You know what, I still have no idea what the damn song means. But we were both drunk at the first college party, and the idiot of a DJ started playing it. And that was it.' He knew it was time to tell her, tell her what he hadn't told her for all these years. 'You know how I told you I always wanted to do business studies, and thats why I applied to college. I lied. It was never about what the college could teach me, and it never was a fling. I knew it the first time I looked at you, the first time you smiled and I knew it the first time I spoke to you. My best friend called me an idiot, but he hadn't fallen in love with you on first sight. Do I regret not doing something I love, to pursue a girl I barely even knew? I hate the fact that I couldn't be a writer, I hate it when we fought, when we almost got divorced. But there wasn't a single day of marriage that I ever regretted following you. Being with you was the best decision I ever made. '
He realised his eyes were wet, and he knew that it was time. He opened the urn which he was carrying, and held it in the direction of the wind. The ashes started flying away and just like that his wife was gone. 'I love you Ellie. Thank you for...thank you for everything'.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

New layout

I was getting bored of the same old view, same old description and all. So I decided to change everything. I think I'm gonna make this a regular thing, change how the blog looks every couple of months or so. Common, whats a life without a little spice? Or maybe it could be like a mood thing. The changes would reflect my mood. Or maybe I should leave the pmsing to women?


I''m just gonna say, tattoos are cool! Okay my opinion is definitely biased since I have one, but I thought they were cool for years before I actually decided to get one. Yes, I do know its ink applied to your skin with needles and it stays forever. And for some reason older people really freak out when someone they know gets a tattoo. Yes, there is a lot of negativity associated with tattoos. But hey, I got one, and all my friends said they liked it.

Look at it this way, tattoos are something which are really personal in nature. Its a form of expression of self. At least I interpret it that way. The way you dress, your hair-style, the way you talk, all say something about you. So does your tattoo. And contrary to popular belief, it doesn't hurt that much, at least it didn't hurt me that much. Besides, no matter what anyone says, its definitely hot! Plus, these days its not really looked down upon. Old people still have an issue, but I guess the current generation (or whatever the hell newspapers call us these days) actually doesn't really look down upon it.

I'm not saying you have to get a tattoo. Its just that its a personal choice, and the right tattoo definitely says a lot about you. And if you're one of those conformists who thinks that tattoos are only for hippies, rapists and murderers, you could not be more wrong. No, I don't care God says about tattoos, but I'm pretty sure he couldn't be bothered about them. (This article is hilarious by the way: http://www.jesus-is-savior.com/Evils%20in%20America/Apostasy/tattoos_bizarre.htm)

So anyways, if you do decide to get a tattoo someday, heres some things you should keep in mind:
-Your tattoo is gonna last you for life. So before getting one think about whether you really want one and what design do you want. You don't wanna be 60 years old with this on your shoulder:

- There will always be someone out there who frowns, best get it at a place which can be covered and shown at will. Shoulder and the back is a good idea. Your face is not.
-No matter how hot it looks like in movies, DO NOT GET A TRAMP STAMP
-Do not be clich├ęd when it comes to tattoos. So no tribal tattoos, no dragons, no scorpions, no hearts and stars, no football team logos.
-Make it something personal. Maybe some great words in some other language, maybe some pattern which you think says a lot about you, maybe something which symbolizes what you do.
-Your parents, siblings' names are tattoo-worthy. Your boyfriend's/girlfriend's is not.
-Make sure that the place you get it from is safe, and clean, that your tattoo artist has sterilized his equipment, is using fresh disposable gloves and most importantly opens the pack of needles in front of you. As awesome as tattoos are, getting diseases is not worth it.

Oh and here's mine, tell me what you think:

PS: I saw Thor last week. Its awesome! (I might write a review soon)