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Believe me. It’s true!

My attempt is to depict how a lot of men around me think. The flow chart doesn’t necessarily convey my own feelings.

(Click to see enlarged image.)

Update, October 24, 11:40 pm: I’ve removed the old flowchart and added this new one.

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Australopithecus has tagged me. Goddammit, Arjun! Here I go.

Instructions: Post 5 links to 5 of your previously written posts. The posts have to relate to the 5 key words given (family, friend, yourself, your love, anything you like). Tag 5 other friends to do this meme. Try to tag at least 2 new acquaintances (if not, your current blog buddies will do) so that you get to know them each a little bit better.

Since there’s not much to talk about on this blog, I’ll add some links from Neurotica, my previous blog.

Family: This one features mom, and her concern upon finding out that my ten-people college picnic party had six girls.

Friends: ‘Magaj ka underwear utaarna’ is as original an expression I’ve ever come across.

Yourself: Titled ‘Close Call – one of my own favourites.

My lau: Hopeless excuse for flirting with the woman who would be my wife.

Anything I like: This post from Sub Terrain when I was celebrating Stupid Questions Week.

I need to tag five people. I have just three:

- Gaurav at Holi Kab Hai
- Venkat at Cricket Journal
- The crazy woman at Sewn Together

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… they want me to rule over them.

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Yesterday, I happened to get a call from Rhea.

We had never talked on the phone before. Hence, the call wasn’t expected. But she talked about what had been going on in her life, what she was planning to do and where life had decided to take her. It was a nice, short chat.

That was at 1 PM. Eight hours later, I began thinking.

I have been blogging since 16.11.2003. The blog was purposeless to begin with and I started off just for the heck of it. Like water, the blog gradually took its own shape in the beaker of time.

The landscapes of the blogosphere emerged from the constant push-and-pull of opinions in this world, which at best appears to be a mutual admiration society.

I reached out to what I thought were the other life forms in this realm. Life forms, which existed in the strangest, dingiest corners of the blogging universe. Many, I happened to like, and befriend. SimpleSimon, Nemesis, LeanDude, Sita, Rhea, Australopithecus, Angel … just to name a very few.

(I am amazed by the number of names beginning with ‘A’ on that list.)

Those thoughts brought me to the call I received from Rhea. It went to show it had been worthwhile, all that blogging. I am touched to meet those people. We’re separated by geography. But we still like reaching out to each other.

So is Neurotica being nipped in the bud? Are 11,248 hits enough? I do not know. I didn’t start off with a plan, really.

Neurotica was my trumpet to blow at the world. It was my recluse. My outlet. As much as I loved receiving all the hilarious comments, Neurotica was mine and mine alone.

My thoughts are mostly private and I prefer keeping them to myself. Which is why I chose to blog anonymous. I do not know how the thoughts will be received by the people around me. Nor do I want my opinions to be thrown out in the open for everyone to see or to judge.

I do not wish to explain why I wrote something. I wrote it for me. That’s all that matters and it’s nobody’s business. Of late, some people around me started to think that this blog indeed is their business.

That’s when I felt my privacy being encroached upon. I did not like that.

Therefore, this blog has to go.

Will I be back? Yes. I will resurface on some other corner of the blogosphere. In a new avtaar.

If you ever thought Neurotica rocked, say ‘Yay!’.

So long. And thanks for all the fish pisceans.

Cheers

Hemant, The Neurotic One

PS: Here’s giving Quizilla, one last attempt ;-)
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by AR Hemant on May 16, 2005 · 0 comments

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Thumbing through some news channels today, I happened to notice this advertisement.

The black and white shots and the camera angles were breathtaking and I became increasingly curious to know which brand this was.

It turned out to be the very company I am working for.

Observe the last frame carefully.

We’re coming to Mumbai, people! Woohoo!

Edit on 18.5.2005: The Catholic Bishop’s Conference of India, the apex body of all catholic churches in the country, has expressed its displeasure at the ad, and also at the Rin Detergent ad featuring Amitabh Bacchan.

Amit Varma has an interesting take on that.

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On Pisceans

by AR Hemant on May 15, 2005 · 0 comments

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Coincidences are mostly pleasant. At other times, they can be seriosuly baffling and yes, extremely unfunny, while you try to make sense of the subtle signs that life seems to offer in the form of these coincidences.

Like my relationships with pisceans, for example. Especially with piscean women.

A long time back, a frequent exchange of hastened glances between me and a certain pretty face in the neighbourhood manifested into my first crush.

And it only occurred to me some days back. She is a piscean.

It didn’t end at that.

Sometime last year, I started to experience what I thought were feelings of undying love for a woman, who by the way, wouldn’t have cared much about me. Really. Her sentimentality, typical of her sunsign, took its toll on me and I was left an emotional wreck.

And you guessed it right. She too, was a piscean.

Back then, I didn’t look at it that way because it’s too irrational for my liking. But then, it kept happening over and over and over.

Later that year, I happened to befriend a substantial number of pisceans. Why was I, a cancerian, surrounded by all the pisceans in the first place, can be vaguely explained by the way of understanding the concept of water signs. I quote from a webpage

Those graced by Water love to take their sense of the world and translate it into the artistic. They desire aesthetic beauty — and for everyone to be happy as a result of that beauty. [...] Water Signs feel most fulfilled when they are helping others, and they do so in an enchanting, considerate and even romantic way.

Pisceans and cancerians both, are water signs. And people belonging to water signs are known to have an affinity towards the arts. Hence I was in a place full of people who have a flair for expressing themselves in a creative manner. That explains why my batch was full of Pisceans and Cancerians.

Coming back to the point.

Two women on campus, whom I befriended happened to develop deep feelings for me. No, you don’t get points for guessing that both of them were pisceans.

My roomie too, turned out to be a a fish. So is a very close female friend of mine.

In retrospect, another very old friend of mine is a fish.

So is my dad.

*shudders*

Are these mere coincidences? Surely not. There has got to be some meaning of it all.

But wait. The story doesn’t stop there.

I joined my workplace, last week, along with a handful of others. One of them is a cute looking female. I happened to learn from a common friend that she too, is a piscean.

One afternoon, as we sat in the office cafe, eating our lunch, she broke the ice. Went straight for the throat, too.

“What’s your sunsign?”, she asked with a smile that would floor charging gorillas.

“Don’t worry about mine”, I said.

“I know you’re a piscean!”, I grinned.

She eyes me like a pisces when I’m weak. I’ve been locked inside your heartshaped box for a week [...]

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Heypee budday, dear Xcentric!

May you get your dream job.
And may it pay you enough to support all your illegitimate children in London.
And Gulbai Tekra.
Hee hee hee.

Oops. No character assassination on your budday!

But heypee 21!
You can now get married and make all those illegitimate children legit.
Hee hee hee!

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by AR Hemant on May 11, 2005 · 0 comments

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Sally: We are just going to be friends, OK?

Harry: Great, friends. It’s the best thing…You realize, of course, that we can never be friends.

S: Why not?

H: What I’m saying is – and this is not a come-on in any way, shape, or form – is that men and women can’t be friends, because the sex part always gets in the way.

S: That’s not true. I have a number of men friends and there is no sex involved.

H: No, you don’t.

S: Yes, I do.

H: No, you don’t.

S: Yes, I do.

H: You only think you do.

S: You’re saying I’m having sex with these men without my knowledge?

H: No, what I’m saying is they all want to have sex with you.

S: They do not.

H: Do too.

S: They do not.

H: Do too.

S: How do you know?

H: Because no man can be friends with a woman that he finds attractive. He always wants to have sex with her.

S: So you’re saying that a man can be friends with a woman he finds unattractive.

H: No, you pretty much want to nail them, too.

S: What if they don’t want to have sex with you?

H: Doesn’t matter, because the sex thing is already out there, so the friendship is ultimately doomed, and that is the end of the story.

Thanks for the link, Ideasmith.

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Is that cool or what?

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