Entries in the ' Life ' category

Written May 15, 2008 in Life, Mysore

This is what happens to stupid, careless people.

Ramu was a good man. Stupid, but still a good man. Despite his brutal streak, he retained a certain childlike innocence. In a way, I’ll …

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Written January 25, 2008 in Bangalore, Life, Mysore

He had a bad dream. A nightmare, if you will. He dreamt about the death of his friend. Newly married, he cried in front of his mother and wife.

He is attached to his friend with dog-like loyalty. He did, at one time, receive clothes and just enough money to …

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Written November 6, 2007 in Humor, Life, internet

Sent to me by my friend, Sumit.

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Written September 13, 2007 in Life, Rants

Dear Mr. Ad Agency Man,

Please try and come up with ads that don’t SUCK.

Yours not-so-indifferently,

Gautham

As and when I see ads that I think should never have seen the light of day, I’ll stick them here.

  • That Nokia ad where the guy runs after the phone, which does cartwheels and stuff to …

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Written September 8, 2007 in Life, Rants

Parking a mid-2002 Pulsar 150 outside your favorite haunt, coming back three hours later, and finding the bike gone is very cool.

Coughing up eyeball-sized wads of what just might be phlegm is über cool.

Winning bets that you know will never be paid off, even in installments, is just peachy.

Changing your …

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Written August 15, 2007 in Life, Rants

Have a good one, assholes.

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Written August 12, 2007 in Life, Mysore

Two days ago, Dharmesh and I spotted this dog outside the Chamarajendra Academy of Visual Arts (CAVA) in Mysore. It had just stopped raining and we’d resumed our motorcycle journey back home when this red and tan bundle trotted alongside us. We quickly gathered that the dog was attached to …

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Written August 4, 2007 in Life, Mysore, Rants

Last week, after a couple of hours with Raghav and a few drinks, I come back home and drunkenly queue a few episodes of Scrubs in Winamp, hoping to get a few chuckles out of it before I pass out.

Around 2:30 AM, I hear a faint scratching noise coming from …

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Written June 25, 2007 in Life, Mysore, Rants

No, your eyes aren’t playing tricks on you. I am going to die. Now I know a few of you are going to make clucking noises and ask, “doesn’t everyone die?” That’s not what I’m talking about, Captain Obvious. Here’s the story: My mother apparently went to a temple somewhere …

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