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Just Shoot Me

Bala, 28, Gordon Gekko in the making, pseudo-intellectual, cynic, bibliophile, obsessive compulsive ranter...

sept 25 - 27

September 29, 2003

influence : nightmares and dreamscapes
Mood : upbeat
Ringtone : amma endrazhaikkada...

yesterday i dreamt that man was a vampire.

weird? no i aint getting senile :-). the man in question is not homo sapiens per se, but my bro sundar also called as sundhuma by amma, sundhupa by appa, countless unprintable epithets by myself and man by his
class mates (and it stuck..)

coming to my dream... this was on saturday morning after 4 o clock (must be since i slept at 4), when i am lying in this state of sleep not yet sleep... what happens usually when you sleep late and drift off into half sleep states. well in this dream, man was dressed as a 18th century aristrocat... frilly shirt, curled
blond wig and even looked like Tom Cruise in the interview with the vampire. And like
tom cruise in the interview... he is making me a proposition that i become one (vampire not proposition) too. May be because of i couldnt stand tom cruise spouting a moustache and looking like man, i refused to become one.(all in the
dream)... as usual he chases me around and when i was desperately trying to climb over what seemed to be the compound wall of the vampire's mansion (ever noticed , they all live in spooky places where the only thing missing is a board saying "beware of vampires")... the mobile phone alarm started chirping and i gleefully escaped becoming a bloodsucker.

well thats the latest in my seemingly never ending stream of nightmares...
(i even had one where something was chasing me in my high school toilet)... think i have to keep a dream (nightmare) log. they seem more original than what comes out when i try to write.

this weekend was good, lugged the laundry all the way to tambaram. phew.. it takes a whole two hours to get to chithi's place, this city is sure damn big. amma was there to take care of it (ammma endrazhaikkada uyirrillayae...)... but as usual couldnt stand chithi's house and ran away in evening with half dried sack of clothes. one surprise in this visit is finding indujaa all grown up... she has
lost all the puppy fat, is almost as tall as me ( a 10 yr old standing 5 5` is something) reads harry potter with a fixation like her mother's. (but still hasnt the reading bug, and still full of the metro showbug). Me being me, declared hence forth she would be accorded all respects of a proper tween and taught her how to do the middle finger gesture. would have started her on "ketta varthais" if not for mom chasing me out.

sunday went well.. wrote a ok simcat.. discovered in the previous one have flunked two sections but moved up some two hundred places in the rank list. mixed tidings... slept and tried to read mario puzo - the first few hundred pages of the godfather was enough to induce nausea, but nothing else was available so switched to the last don. These books are so full of shit that the paper couldnt be used even as toilet paper. and people continue to read puzo. heck i too have read some four or five puzos so far

1 don + 2 or 3 chota dons + 3 sons of dons + 2 or 3 slutty hollywood starlets+ lotsa kinky sex + 1 gangland war + some murders = one mario puzo book + nausea.


But people tend to like these sort of books. where as h2g2, which line for line, word for word is 24 carat genius remains a niche book. this reminds me of what S.. has written about TCS library. finding out that it is stocked with
nancy drews and secret sevens, she describes it as a place for maitree type people - "dumb women and their kids". hmm guess, i can agree with that.


told mom to find a copy of "nandhi kalambagam". curious about how it works out.


padithathil padhindhathu:

"vizhi oramai oru neerthuLi
vazhindhoduthey en kadhali
adhan aazhangaL nee aRindhal podum..

azhiyamalee un nyabagam..
alaipayudhai enna karanam..?"


to Jay: these are lines from "devathaiyai kandaen" in "kadhal kondaen..". lyrics written by naa. muthukumar and pazhani bharathi
posted by Bala, 6:52 PM

1 Comments:

enna than pa solla varinga!!!...

hw can u actually discuss these to ur sis??...nd ya chennai kids r showbugs !! bt they don realize it..

ur analysis of d worth of pages of those kinda books s really true!!..

ana totalla y did u write dis???...
commented by Anonymous Anonymous, 11:01 PM  

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