THE FIRST OF THEM MEN: Pt1: Blasphemy

Gamboli looked up at the huge expanse of seemingly endless space above him. It was a star-studded clear night. No clouds banned those miniscule drops of beauty, the stars, from sparkling up these endless nights.
He had always thought, what ARE these clouds? He certainly did understand they brought rain. Before every shower, grey monstrous clouds would fill up the whole sky - and then rain it would. It was scary indeed, how much they couldn't control!!
But he remembered one such time, he could have swore it was about to rain. But then as if the whole dark legion went away, and the sky was back to blue in no time.
The elders in his family say that "Ahuja"- the God, had under his command an army, twelve thousand strong, of the precipitative demi-cloud-gods. They slept away in peace for most of the time, but after the onslaught of the Wicked One - when it was hot all day long- they woke up and fought for good and for justice. Their blood came down as rain on their village, and it (i.e the rain) soothes the body.
Gamboli could never quite bring himself to believe in these tales, they had never quite appealed to them. What if there WAS no Ahuja? What if the good fortunes and misfortunes were not reflective of some "divine" mood; maybe it was just a series of chances!!
But then the very idea was frightening to him. Gamboli would much prefer to be in a world where someone watched over his every move than be stuck in a godless world with no higher meaning.
It would be a frightening world of stones and spears - without the divine guidance they are NOTHING!!
There! The boar was out in the open atlast, he dashed towards it with hunger ringing in his ears

Of medicine,, physics and a little 'bout meself!!

These hols have instilled in me a welcome sense of worthlessness, and have introduced to me the notion that there are other semblances of pleasure in the world than watching upwards of half a dozen movies and a documentary in a day!!
There are different modes of storytelling that might have been more suited to my "adventures" this sedentary part of the year, but I would opt for the playwright's :: perhaps the sum of my experiences, and the subsequent, and consequent, recognition of the worthlessness of my innate self is too intangibly so. (by this I meant intangibly intangible!)
Day1::
I feel wonderful, I feel great. I stand before the mirror and shed my clothes; I don’t have to avert my gaze anymore; its definitely not a Patrick Swayzey staring back, but theres certainly potential here. Theres a big bad pink pimplesque burlesque sitting on me nose!! I sit down and schedule a few downloads. It gonna be AWESOME!!

Day5::
I have a cold. Yessir, my body has been impervious to diseases in general since last year. My roomies caught chicken pox and I didn't ; I took that as indication that (unstatistical though my conclusion may be!!) my immune system is impregnable to the salmonella typhi(?) and her brethren!!
Day5.05::
(That’s PS in this part of the blogosphere)
I do have phlegm, an awful lot of it, but I also am weighed down by a headache; and it’s the latter I am worried about.
Night5.10::
Owing to my attachment to the series HOUSE M.D. and his medical _no_how, I do know about the pain gate hypotheses.
Thus my character-type(delinquent, mind-numbingly so!) ensures that yours faithfully would remain awake at night due his headache for only for 5 minutes, before digging his fingernails into his palms for maximum discomfort and "whew" in the relief that followed! Thus did follow a lot of self-mutilation; there was teeth involved I think- there was tongue too== yep! I did bite my tongue== consciously so!!
Night5.11(PPS!!)::
It would be very relevant that my father was sleeping beside me then and (a father woken up within (a causality-cone originating from my vicinity of the space-time fabric) in the dead of the night) is a mortal danger in any part of the Brane we currently inhabit!!! (brackets replace commas and hyphenations adorably!!)
These two lemmas do certifiably convey the sensitivity of the operation that day(& night)5.** saw.
Over and Out!!

Day10::
Phlegm and headaches disappeared, but Coughs are here to stay!! And "whooping" ones at that! My immune system is not responding yet. Guess the three stages they respond in werent enough for the virus that finally bloody kills me. Sayonara world!! I may never see this brane again!!

Day11::
Dramatic farewells aside, they work really well. Who knew after all these administrations of (chyavanprash and honey)- melikes the taste- and ginger-ale(::> tea<:: ), all you need is a hare-bra(i)ned and magniloquent(--not -quite!!) albeit solemn farewell speech!!
Problem Solved, who says PURE mathematical proofs don’t work in real life? Egotise ad nauseum, to ward off flu.. or phlegm.

Goo-stradamus : to be or not to be

Why is it that people want more in their lives??
The green goos don't like their color, they want to be pink! The almighty all-seeing MOM denies them access to the codes.
The age of innovation is here, the MoM says so.
The mere concept of time travel is something the goo balls would love to "wheeee!!" among themselves about!!
Know that the Genetic Sorting machines are down there in Fisty's Bog, the tadpolesque virtues of all goo-kind suspended in the meantime!!
Yet we are slicing through time nanosecond per nanosecond!! Maybe we are not in control, still, we are time travellers:: all of us!
The great cosmic being, a GOO ball with majestic gooey magnetism, has offered me the "prophetic see". Should I, should'nt I??
Do reply.
Yours Ever
The Sign Painter

MidSemesters!

Hoolio once said: "Dont expect the worst! expect the Best that the worst can give you!!"
Hoolio WAS a great man!! Not that i am suckers for his crappy philosophy, but I did expect the worst you know - I answered for only 10 outta the 20 mark Graph Theory midsems! Then i zombie-shuffled over my flabbergasted flabby *** (sh*t no!!) to my hostel!

Everybody was getting about 3 or 4/20! So that cheered me up a bit!!
Then there were ppl who had gotten questions right! So I got a tad morose!!

Come D-day, and i got the results today! (yep! thats WAS redundant!)

i answered 10- get the numbers straight!
i got 10.5!!
apparently we had a mark for neatness and handwriting that everybody scored!

i believe we are in pre-school! i cant quite prove it, but i feel it!!

-Hoolio (in his great 1984 harvard thesis... on Harvard!!)

And there was this true false section where you had to claim if you thot the statement was true or not - and justify it!
i was not sure abt the last one, I just wrote up the question and quit!!
i got 0.5 on that!!
So you get 0.5 for a one liner! and then you get the rest for a half page proof, or a counterexample!!

I could do a standup on my midsems anyday! and the worst part is, there are still two to go!!
au revoir!!
ps- please pray to hoolio for my soul!

Reliving Childhood

the grass always manages to seem greener - when i was a kid, i used to stare up at the cookie jar high up the shelf, and wish i grew up!! Voila - ten years down the line - i WANNA be a kid again!!

my nostalgia notwithstanding, i cybershot some pics from the thick pink album- aaaaaaand here they are!!

The mystique of Things unknown!!

Why do we humans value learning so much?? What does "SOFIA" instill in us except perhaps a sense of mistaken superiority; then perhaps it IS a big thing!! The thrill in watching others fight, WWE , ECW and boxing, athletics; sometimes we even watch a verbal spar or two for kicks!! Then there are the guilty pleasures: MTV presents splits-villa perhaps!!
We LEARN from these fights! We get ideas to fight off others- isn't that the whole point of the animalistic portion of the subconcious?? To win, no matter what??


To ward off the pessimism though, there are other factors in us too!! We figure intelligently, going beyond our present circumstances that losing is at times better due to the energy wasted away in fighting alone!!

ending the pissy post!
sayonara!!

Sun gone Bad

The Theosophic solar deity, the solar logos.

artwork by Andrew Forrest, New Zealand

XVII.

The Glorious Robe all-bespangled
With sparkling splendour of colours:

With Gold and also with Beryls,
Chalcedonies, iris-hued [Opals?],

With Sards of varying colours.
To match its grandeur [?], moreover, it had been completed:

With adamantine jewels
All of its seams were off-fastened.

[Moreover] the King of Kings’ Image
Was depicted entirely all o’er it;

And as with Sapphires above
Was it wrought in a motley of colour.

Stanza 17, Hymn of the Pearl where this is a King's Robe metaphoring for the sky, the 'bejewelled' night sky.

The solar eclipse of 22 July 2009 was the longest total solar eclipse.It lasted a maximum of 6 minutes and 39 seconds off the coast of Southeast Asia, causing tourist interest in eastern China, Japan, India,Nepal. This was the second in the series of three eclipses in a one-month period, being book-ended by two minor penumbral lunar eclipses, first on July 7 and last on August 6. during the 21st century, not to be surpassed until June 2132. and

ICKI-pedia

This was the day i chose to strut about (figuratively) on 6:00am on the streets of Kolkata. I was enroute to my college, the early hour of the act being an ugly choice due to didi's and dada's testerone wars! My father drove me to Sealdah, and thus was the eclipse envisioned by yours truly while on 2nd Hooghly bridge!!
Kolkata wasn't on the list for pure eclipse, that and the gloomy overcast.

It was me who first asked my father if it was time for the eclipse already; and he said it was. The sun seemed no less bright though, and shone through a strategic hole in the enemy's defenses. Then a wispy cloud covered up, and this was the perfect eclipse!!

The sun was already more than half covered, and I watched through my naked eyes as the cloud passed over the sun. No xray plates, no 20 bucks-for-a-paper-glass, i saw the perfect eclipse people!!



And then there was Kolkata, herself. Anyone who has seen the 'city of joy' in the mayabi (forgive my bong- means magickal with a hint of mystique) tuffets of light on a wintry morning would know.

And then the beauty of it all hit me suddenly; the fact that this was a momentous event in all of history (correction!- 2nd millenium history) and I was a part of it!! Pardon the glib cliches of generations past, but I felt overwhelmed that day!