Bday Blues


Its been 25 years since this mind started to think and perceive. 25 long years, I have been shelled in this horrid existence with a morbid body and agile mind.

Now when I look back, on what I have achieved I feel drowned by an exhaustive list of failures, cheats and whatnots. Life is boring and painful. I feel constantly dissatisfied with it. I have become in ways many, intolerable to many and many have become intolerable to me.

I was lucky in many ways but they are streaks of luck over oceans of sorrow to which I am born. Of my pre-planned life span of 35 years, I am already tired, worn out and simply put feel used.
I see no purpose to drag on any further.

Thank you world.

In Home


So it has been a week I returned to India. Everything seems fine, except the house which even after a week's cleaning still looks dirty to me. I can stand that because I am having other important things on my mind as of now.
I have fallen behind a lot of things in the college and I am now not at all enthusiastic of filling in. It is like I am drained and I am draining even more.
On the other hand, my sister is pregnant again, which means she will be visiting every week or so for her check-ups at our doc. This is getting rather tiresome as I have to fix her the appointment and be with her all the time! But I have to, there is no choice.
My exams are not yet over (as I missed them in March) so I have to drag myself through those books whilst all my friends are enjoying their summer.
With all these things in my mind, I am all filled with an odd feeling that you get when you feel remorse and jealous..but I really don't know why I am suffering these feelings. I am waiting for the exams to get over so that I can jump-start things. Until then I think I will have to suffer these stupid feelings. Though I have no clue how exams and my mixed feelings are related.
My love life is heading nowhere..I am really scared where I will become an involuntary celibate. I know that there is a lot of confusion in this area of my life, but that doesn't buy me reasons to be so uninterested.
On the other hand, my love for food has increased tremendously in last few weeks. I am eating anything that is edible and inedible. I am putting on weight but that's not an issue as I know how to get off as well. The issue is I am cooking most of the day...But whatever,
I am happy...I am home!

of lately


This is how I am feeling about life.............

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When things couldn't get worse, they do!


It was almost 6 months that I had slept a full night sleep...and thankfully thats not due to my insomnia...a hell lot of things that kept me awake...starting from my dad's heart failure incidents to family problems at own's mood-swings...and when I finally decided to come to Oman to re-settle things and take off some days, perk up a bit. Everything went well, until I came and had nice long two days blaming the tight schedule for my more-than-usual weakness.
On the third day, I was in Badr-Al-Sama diagnosed with Hepatitis and dehydrated to bone. A week in there and the doc could not do anything reduce my jaundice so I was shifted to Al Khoud branch...another week and a lot of restrictions on diet and IV therapy. I was isolated, the nurses and I don't seem to carry almost felt like an asylum. 
Finally after 2 weeks of spanking, they thought I had enough and let me go home yesterday. And all two weeks are going to cost a long series of delays in my life...I just hope thing will on smoother from now on.

What lil fuckstick I was...


I really don't know from where to start but I feel the whole life is toppled over....and frankly I always feel the same....but for some reason it is now stronger.
Right now, I am in Muscat almost like an undercover cop telling no one that I am here may be coz I myself do not know what I am doing here especially when I have finals from this month end...Whatever! took me two days to recover from all that shit traveling....I really wanted to fuck that pilot coz he kept changing altitudes as if it was some toy aeroplane without ever telling to keep the seat belts....Aah! Fuck him to hell! After 3 hrs of that crap...I thought some anatomical changes happened in me...coz my head was in my chest and my heart in my balls...

So,  I finally landed in this sun kissed smooched country with a bunch of books, clothes...and sick bags...just in case!

Now reading: A brief history of time


And let me tell you, it is not at all brief yet I simply can't put down the book!

It has been nearly 3 weeks since I started this book and I am left awed by every page of it.

Book Review: Erratica by Bachi


Anyone who reads Times of India will know Bachi Kararia and her famous column "The Erratica"

My Dad is a regular reader of this column and I even remembered asking the meaning of the word Erratica.
Coming to the book, it is basically a collection of all her writings with preface by Big B. Bachi is very famous for her use of words and many from Hindi and perhaps Marathi. Her topics range from politics to recipes and perhaps that is what I like in her...the ability to write on any topic. Her sarcasm and criticism are both humorous and very spicy.
When I bought this book, I bought it as a gift for my Dad but never thought of reading, but unable to resist I browsed and ended up reading the whole thing. Some really touching, funny and some I wish I can by-heart. But not one bad.
Finally we have a book as diverse as our spice box...go ahead and give it a read.

An observation


This is a poster issued by Hyderabad Police. Perhaps because they found a drug seller chain recently.

The Police stuck these poster all around the city and I found this one at a sweet shop!! I liked this poster so much that I had to click it. Nice na?

Of books....


As I said in my last post about books, here we go:

The books I bought at airport are just four but I grabbed some books that I had been long wishing to read:
1.Train to Pakistan by Khuswant Singh
It is a historical novel which depicts the partition of India at an angle I am yet to explore.I haven't started this book as I really want to study it, not just read it.

2.Lost Symbol by Dan Brown
I was thinking of reading this one from long time but never had time to. I forgot my copy in Muscat, so I had to buy again. I read it. And as someone said about this book, it doesn't give reader anything, nor asks for anything. Whatever, the climax was nice and I really liked the kchidi of philosophy.

3. 100 Short Stories by O.Henry
Who doesn't love O.Henry and his surprising twists. 100 stories might seem something impossible to read but lemme tell you, its nothing when you start reading it. At the end, I despise I finished the book so early

4. Maharshi's Gospel
This book is about the famous Ramana Maharshi. Its basically a collection of very spiritual questions and their answer. Maharshi tackles every spiritual paradox with ease and leaves us with a clarity of life at the end. A must read for all the spiritual aspirants.  

Dad is fine


Dad underwent bypass surgery and is recovering fast. He is doing great. May be soon he will be back in Muscat and back to his normal life.

Thanks to you all for your prayers and concern


Dad suffers a stroke!!


"Your Dad suffered a stroke" The words made be blank when my neighbour called and said to me just 3 days ago. He asked Mom and me to urgently come to Muscat. But that wasn't simply possible because my passport is in renewal and it may well take another 2 months before it comes to me. On the other hand, Mom has never flied alone.

We are, moreover 12 hours away from the nearest international airport - Hyderabad...with no local plane leaving immediately. Soon, Mom and I boarded a train and reached Hyderabad. All this time, Dad was unconscious and doctors had little hopes over him. He was admitted in to Royal and already his friends are visiting him and updating us with stats.

The flight was on next day afternoon, the left time Mom used to pray to God along with my Uncle and Aunt who reside in Hyderabad. While I was confirming with agencies of times and hunting down some good cardiologists just in case if Dad decides to return to India.

Finally, just before Mom took off to Muscat, Dad recovered, he even talked to us. This was such a relief to three of us. My Uncle and I went to the famous Shamshabad Airport to send off Mom. We both spent the rest of the afternoon in the airports cafeterias and bookshops*  shopping books and drinking espressos. I learnt we both relax same way, over coffees and books. 

Dad is fine now, but he may have to undergo operation - details I am yet to know. Finally I am just so so grateful to have such good neighbors like Kishore uncle, Alka aunty, John uncle, Yasmin, Wilson uncle....each one is a great being for they saved the most precious person of my life.

Family doesn't need to be a mob of blood relatives, it can also be those people out there who just have a good heart. Then, the whole world becomes your family. And I am so lucky to be part of such family.

* In my next post, I will write of the books I bought and an interesting event on way back

A visit to the dentist


Like anyone I know, I hate to visit dentist, it simply isn’t something that I can take causally like my other doctor visits. This visit ruins my mood and then my mouth.
Well, I visited dentist to get my wisdom tooth removed as it is heavily impacted (out of the way) and has a very painful cavity. I have been postponing the appointment for over 3 weeks now, simply out of fear…so one evening finally when no pain-killers worked, I was dragged to dentist.
Unfortunately there weren’t many patients there (so I can convince my mom to avoid the removal) and I was called in. The chair looked like some kind of evil throne..he asked me to sit while I slowly crawled in, he looked in my mouth and said that the tooth is submerged and needs lots of effort to remove.
He injected me lignocaine that too thrice to completely numb my mouth, and I felt like I has a chimpanzee mouth.  Finally, he got his weapons ready and grasped the tooth with a large plier and I started to moan, at which he removed it from my mouth. This happened so for the next half an hour.
Until he injected one more injection, and finally he grasped my tooth when it finally broke from my bone with a huge sound and I fainted.My mom almost screamed which faded in my ears and then a sharp blow on my cheek.
He slapped me hard on my other cheek to bring back consciousness. I did moan in reply. Then he propped some glucose into my mouth and asked to relax. After some time , I left the place with a small packet containing the tooth that caused all this mess.  

Hi..and..Happy.........all the way


Hi guys!

I know it has been a long time since I updated this blog but it is not dead! :)
I was just hell busy with all the things that were going on life till now...but of which most did good to me.
Before all that I will have to update myself with all thats going in your blog(s) which I will very soon. There is lots to tell. So keep visiting. Looking forward to you

Losing Myself


More than 2 months passed....I returned to India, (though it seems it was eons).
I really wish I can have more time with all those things I used to do...but the pressure of the exams is killing me. The finals are less than a month away. As of me, I think I am trying to keep all the efforts I can...added to this, the fact that I am living all alone is taking a toll of me.

May be after a month or so, I think I can loosen up and be back to normalcy. Of the exams, the preparations are on at both home and college and my profs look like big leeches sucking life out of the students...(yeah I know it is for our good!) I really never expected that an exam of such small magnitude can be so potential that it almost made my life standstill.

Alright! I will keep on whining until my exams are over, so leave it! I am kinda a stuffed up now and perhaps with tinges of fear and insecurity. I know this too shall pass...

I am not that stressed but I will be soon. But I am used to as stress will make me perform better...(yeah, you see I really don't know what I am talking!)

Of  other things, I didn't cut my hair for long and it is down in curls...which is really I lost some more weight...just 2 sizes down...but I really look more sick than thin! :(

I am really missing all your blog and posts but I make sure I will catch up  very soon!
UnderCover Dragon, really sorry for you man, that Omantel blocked ur site!

Oh yea! You HATE fat people eh?


Check this link

It is one the sickest things I have seen...I am in heat.....What the fuck does he think?? We are a minority??

We hate fat/obese people because:
1) fat/obese people are attempting toportray themselves as a legitimate minority group who is being"unfairly" oppressed, effectively trying to put themselves in a contexttraditionally and reasonably reserved for groups who have no controlover their personal characteristic in question (race, sex, etc.). Thefact of the matter is that a person's race, gender, ethnicity, and sexhave no correlation with their personal choices. Indeed, beingfat/obese is a personal choice and is not a situation that a person canbe simply born into/with, because it is caused by a combination of poorfood choices and lack of exercise, along with a lack of will to knowone's self and adjust behavior accordingly. In recognition of the factthat all individuals don't metabolize food at a uniform rate, and thatsome may require more exercise than others to stay physically fit, Isubmit that the general lack of will is the primary sign of filth andwretched contentment.

Dear Dyhanji,
What the fuck do you think?? We are a minority?? Guy ! Get it, more than 40% of the people out there are fat...we are no minority, in fact you physically fit ones are the minority group!And what did you say?? We are a cause of our wrong choices??? Do youhave any fucking clue what you are talking about?? How do you expect usto take blame when most of our bodies are a result of geneticalmake-up! I can't recall any God giving me a choice of a buffed body anda fat one!

2) being fat/obese is in no way similar or comparable to personalcharacteristics that aren't the result of ignorance, lack of will,and/or poor personal choices. For this reason, fat/obese people shouldnot be unconditionally tolerated like a person's race, gender, sex,ethnicity, etc.. Verily, obesity and fatness are comparable to personalcharacteristics that actually DO result from poor personal choices,lack of will power, lack of knowledge of self, and general ignorance.Obesity and fatness are directly comparable to the most abhorrent humancharacteristics, like racism, sexism and discrimination based onethnicity, gender, or any other personal characteristic which is not aresult of personal choice, lack of will power, lack of self knowledgeand control, ingorance, etc

ABHORRENT characteristic?? Let me tell you, I sometimes wonder, if the world was filled with fat lazy people like us, it would have been a much peaceful world. We won't fight like you people do. We don't have stupid adrenalin rushing in our veins making us do foolish acts like you do!

3) being obese/fat comonly results in rational self-loathing and socialalienation because poor physical form represents: - poor reproductivepotential, poor decision-making skills, unwillingness to acquire andapply personally beneficial knowledge, gluttony, selfishness, and more

And what fucking problem do you have if we are fat and if ourreproductive systems can't produce?? And trust me, what you think thatphysical appearance is all it takes to live a life?? Have you made anyresearch that fat people lack brains?? I have never known any muscular person named as the most intelligent on the Earth on the other hand, there are people who are no way thin worshipped as geniusses? What do you say of them?
So in the end we want civilization consisting of self-aware individualswho take responsibility for their own actions and adjust their behaviorin lieu of knowledge that stands to benefit the individual and society.Gluttonous contentment and decadence leads to "ends." The perpetualpursuit of positive transformation of self and society leads to "newbeginnings." Our choices are clear: Use our collective knowledge andpersonal will power to bring about a procreative renaissance for ourspecies....or continue to ignore our most pressing issues and disregardthe progress we've made, rather than use the tools we've developed tospearhead problems which threaten our existence and potential for abetter future. (????????????)
Admittedly, this is a vague and incomplete answer to avery broad and provocative question. I hope the current and would-bemembers of this group can help fill in the blanks. aut viam inveniamaut faciam

Yes, I accept that there is always a wish in our minds to be thin and become all way muscular like you. And yes you are right on one thing,we are stupid because we are being stupid of being dragged into your narrow view of life that only looks at muscles and blames without ever reaching the fact that we too are human with feelings and emotions. Think before you write, it hurts us!

1...2....3...25 Secrets!


Sonshu - The Little Miss Princess has tagged me to write 25 random things,but I have added many of my SECRETS too! so here we go!

1. My first crush was my English teacher!

2. I have (secret) desire to become a hacker!
3. I suffer from a skin allergy around my chin.To hide it I never shave but confine to trimming!

4. I had a name, called Alisha! But dumped it in 10th!

5. I maintain a secret website!!

6. I cannot pronounce the word "Liril"! (Lilil)

7. I have an obsession with undies! (yes you read it right!). I love Jockey ones!!

8. I have a strange fear for old age!Wrinkles to start with!

9. I will never learn how to write in a straight way on an unruled paper!

10. I have a strange fear for both Maths and Physics!!

11. I hate gym but love muscles but for muscles I have to get off diet!

12. I love the smell of wet earth but I hate abhor rain!

13. I am thinking of having a piercing but where is not decided!

14. I cannot remember names!! Many times, I forget to my middle name!

15. I had given up watching the latest Hindi movies - To me they all look same! Unnatural! 

16. I hate (lets just say) I don't like Gandhi! And I always think of him being very political than spiritual!
17. I cannot pronounce "S", it always ends with "ssSh" Zee Lisshph! 

18. I have nearly 10 nicknames - Bobby being the most popular!

19. I swear I saw my Granpa (many times) after he died!

20. I am allergic to carpets - they give me sneezes but I love them

21. I can't stand seafood! The smell makes me sick.

22. I obsessed with clocks, I have atleast 2 in eachroom- incld'g bathroom!

23. I still love cartoon network! Of course Pogo!

24. I have a doll (yup! Just like Mr.Bean) named Jaune Dii! (very chic name! r8!)

25. I have no intentions of living more than 35 years! (I am serious on this! I would rather be in the box than  come'g out of it! And I hope it just happens like I wish!) 

Now, that I have done with my list (it took me 2 days!!), I am supposed to tag 25 persons but since that would be crazy I tag the following : Mrs.Cush aka AIO,Nadia and Raphael

So what are waiting for tell us your 25!!

Power napping frenzy


I have a very different outlook towards sleep. Either I sleep through out or I am completely awake through out the task. But I never had a habit of sleeping in the middle of doing something. But now that I have come too dependent on aspirin/avil for induction of sleep and caffeine on deduction of sleep, I decided to learn how to power nap!
Any internet addict when wishes to learn something we hit into "wikihow" and so did I. Of course there was an an article on power sleeping and it was very informative!
So here we go:

1. Choose a place to nap -- (this gotta be my couch nothing can beat it)
2. Have caffeine before nap (this things really keeps you relaxed! It seemed to work on me)
2.5 Set an alarm
3. NAP

I did so, I chose my place, set an alarm for 20 mins (and since I am guy who loves to hit snuuz button I kept it faraway from the couch) and drank my coffee and slept...

but alas I woke after a heavy sleep of 3 hrs.
I think I will go back to my aspirin-coffee life cycle!

The weight pendulum


My mom almost dropped her coffee mug in the morn as she heard me scream...she popped in to ask what the hell it was with me...
I was staring at my new digital scales and in anguish and anger that I shouted to her "I wanted to jump on them"...but what did they do?

Those new glassy digital scales weigh me down to grams and it has become as common as for a women to look into her purse-mirror...I jump onto these things, every half an hour or so - before coffee -after coffee, before lunch - after lunch, weigh at the morn and weight at night! Gosh! This ritual happened until mom and dad suspected that I may be suffering from Body Dismorphic Disorder (even I didn't get it first but it actually means you are too body concerned - like Paris Hilton!)

Finally, I learned that I gain around 500 gms by day and lose around 300 gms by night. From the time I came Oman, I haven't been exercising, not even walking!
Every evening I think of heading out, bring my sneakers to my sofa, sit and realise there is remote under me and you know next minute I will be on cartoon network - eventually my sneakers are pushed back to their rack!

The only walk I have done after coming here is to that foodstuff shop - head straight to the fridge and grasp few bottles of moussy or some non-alc beer and head times with a few bars of galaxy ( I love the hazelnut ones) and bless God for my parents are loving my indulgence -- in fact my dad said that I look like a fox!! ( I took as a compliment though!)

But today, I have gained a total of five..yes FIVE kilos (bless those buttery sweets) and so I felt really down and ate few more bars of galaxy (I do so when I am extremely depressed) before I remembered there is a dusty exercise peddler which was conveniently snuggled into home's dark corner...

Now - I have placed (strategically) in hall (so that I get to see TV) with a goal to pedal down the gain...but now that is so cold..I convinced myself that I needed few fat layers for warmth!

The pendulum swings back!

Philosophical Idiocy


I just stumbled (yes, at 1 AM in screen lit and dead cold place I am surfing) into a blog of a very spiritual guy, his recent post under the heading "New Year Resolutions" contained these words...

Don't search for the water,
just get thirsty,
so that the water may arrive,

just as the cry of the
newborn babe
brings the mothers milk.

Tell me :How the fuck will the water know I am thirsty?

Where is Wadi Kabir?


We all know what Oman is...and perhaps many know where Wadi Kabir is and how it looks..
I have been living in Wadi Kabir since 2001...when I was 11 years.
I grew up at this place and many have come and gone to this place. Except a few, many who have and stayed there for a few months and move to other place and completely forget about this place.My family is among those few families who have known what Wadi Kabi was

Back in the past, Wadi Kabir is one of the most peaceful places in Muscat. With majority of Indian expats living, it was filled with children, families and a completely harmonious view of life.
The Omani families are really friendly...we used to play with thier children. Over the years, many expat families have left the place and owing to this the Wadi Kabir has slowly turned into a bleak place.

Many new buildings rose..higher and higher. The new habitants to these new buildings came in groups....seeking their careers in those big malls of Muscat..
The messy lifestyle of these people became a symbol of Wadi Kabir. With these, the local bars got worse and people from all over Muscat started visiting Wadi Kabir for two things: One, for drinking and peeing in streets after that, secondly for girls.
The (in)famous school at this place too had played its part in getting the bad name, the school has turned messy every year and now it has become enough messy to not-to-be called as a school.
Every time, I meet my old friends we recall those golden days at that very school..wondering if it was the same school.
Now, at Wadi Kabir...I find new dustbins added at street ends, more baldiyah (municipality) workers struggling to keep the place clean..yet no matter what they do, they too know that Wadi Kabir is no more and every day we are losing.

Bobby's top 10 obsessions


I got the idea from this blog to post about my top 10 obessions! So here we go:

10) Walking:
Living in Wadi Kabir which is equipped with 2 large platforms have made me love walking. This is my most recent obsession coz I am behind shedding my pounds as fast as possible! So I am out there at night...

9) Yoghurt
I love it! I am addicted to it! I can have yoghurt with anything like orange to noodles. I have yoghurt in every meal of the day. And I think, I know many recipes with Yogurt than any other thing.

8) Keychains
I have already talked about it. But yes I love key chains and I am sure my mom will dump them if I buy them anymore! I have them filled in jars now...

Isn't every teenager addicted to these socializing sites? I am no exception. I don't sit with the sites for full day but yes I visit them almost everyday! I like Multiply more than Facebook and Orkut, I love this site coz of the frnds I have in this site..they are special!

6) Aspirin
I love aspirin! It somehow induces sleep! Don't ask me how it happens chemically but I live on it when my insomnia goes beyond control. I always have a strip under my pillow. It is so much effective and I think preventive for many other diseases

5) Tech Magazines
Oh yes! I adore these mags! I try my best to get them here if possible or else I get them  from India where they are a lot cheaper. My favourite include Chip Magazine, Digit, Tech India, T3..........I love them all, though the CDs which come with them aren't always genuine...

4) Vista
I dunno how many are using - I love it! My uncle intalled this into my laptop and I just love it! Unlike many say, it never troubled me or my laptop - if you know how to use it - you can love it better than XP. And now I have no reason either to degrade to XP. I have tred Win7 but it was rather gaudy so I reverted back to my Vissy!

3) Coffee
I can have it every hour of the day! can't live without it! I am the only one who drinks coffee in my family so imagine the resistance I get from my family members - tea drinkers! My fave is cappuccino and I sometimes like Espresso - but not always.

2) Blogging
It is not even a year finsihed after I started this blog, I love blogging like anything. I of course have many blogs in different sites, which are read by different (kinds) people. Muscat Insomniac is the one that I spend much time on and I love reading blogs also. Though I can't say I am good at commenting.

I know..I know..this is rather effeminate habit but still...there are many men who love gossiping and I am no different. Men gossip it is just that we call it chatting or enquiring, but trust me they love as much as women do if not more! But I have keep this obsession in control coz it consumes much of time. Live curious! 

My notorious new year resloutions


The new year, we enjoyed and revelled at the start of the new decade of the life. For me 2010 brings in my 10th year in Oman and I am glad that I am in Oman for that.
Now, to the resolutions which I generally end up keeping and sticking to...I only came with the normal ones...I warned you!

1.Become an anorexic
Enough of weight loss. I have already mastered the scales. Now I am being extreme and aiming for the Size zero. So that calls me to drop around nine dress sizes. I don't care if this is unrealistic but definitely I am gonna try. (kiddin)

2. Get to know my profs
I really don't know many of the profs who teach me. An entire year has been going around, I never kinda noticed them properly. It was always their annoying monotonous voices that echo in my mind. SO this year, I think I am going to really bond with them.

3.Join a Hotel management course 
And become a really good chef! I am quite serious about this, though my parents do not want me to become a chef..they although are convinced that I cook well!

4. Learn how to play Veena
I don't know if you know what a veena is but it is really beatiful music instrument that is common in South India. I am hunting for a proper music teacher.  And I am not going to stop at that, I will record those videos and upload them to youtube...hehe

5. Examine the biodisc to the fullest
I have alrady posted of this and now I am interested to find if all its claims are, now this IS a resolution coz I am going to use this for the whole and record my difference,

6. xxx
I wish to not to disclose this until I have accomplished now...we all have secrets, right? I will spill the beans only after March....

Best of '09


2009 - is the year that has changed me completely yet it didn't leave a mark of it -
The best things that happened to me this year

1. Lost 15 kilos:
I am in the best shape of my life. This was one of my life goals. I just could not believe that I got down my BMI levels from 31 to 26!!
I deserve a pat coz I stuck to my yesteryear's resolution to not to eat junk food...I ate junk food but less than before.

2. Learned to live alone
Much of this year, I have been away from my parent either left to all myself or with my uncle and aunt. Though initially it was depressing to be away from parent..but I got over it soon. Living alone teaches many things like time management..planning etc..and they help in long run.

3.Made new friends 
I think never have I before been so open and friendly than what I have been in 2009. Apart from my online friends I have made a hug number of friends in the college and it was cool! Yea, I miss my school buddies but then thanks to Facebook.

4. Mr. A 
Undeniably he is my best friend and his friendship is the best thing that ever happened to me. But life nowadays never gives us chance to meet in person but instead reproach each other's live on phone! sigh!

5. In my best love 
I wish this is my final one. So far, it had been great. I wish nothing nasty happen like the ones before. I had been so far successful in keeping my head clear and the whole affair distant from my daily life. Lets hope that I will hold the same approach to this one too.

6. Cuter than ever
Perhaps it was  due to my weight loss. I can see my cheek bones and of course the sexy jaw line. Couldn't believe that after all, those funny facial exercises worked! Only think I lament is my already dark skin became worse in India.

7. Read what I wished to read
I always wanted to read Indian English Literature, and this year I have read a considerable amount of books under this genre, But the books I wish to read has been ever increasing. I wish I knew how to read faster.

8. Gone Green
Its high time that everyone should have gone green. I went green (eco-friendly) just a few months ago. so far I was able to reduce the amount of plastic, water, electricity I use. But I dunno if I am I eat organic or not. I have also adopted a stray dog and I am thinking of buying a cat (if Dad and Mom say ok!)

9. Loving myself
 Accoding to a saying, "if you don't know how to love ourself than how will you love others?" I think though it may sound vague, it is indeed true. If we look at all the negative things in ourselves there is less chance that we see good things others.
This year in its own subtle way taught me to be what I am and learn to take pride in myself. Being frank and appreciating others really saves all the mess.

Of Miraclous BioDisk


BioDisk is a wellness tool which is produced by Amezcua, somehow I landed with one and from yesterday I kept staring at this glass disk...

The disc, made of 13 engineered natural minerals and fused using nanotechnology, and bought at great cost claims to improve energylevels, enhance the immune system, rejuvenate cells, and increase bloodoxygen level.

The Biodisk which claims to radiate vibrations that are similar to those of the vibrations released by the healing spring around the word. Many DVD tutorials came alng with the product on how to use this disc.
This disk seems to be an all-in-one solutions for everything starting from bad-tasted water to fertility problems.
To find more info clic here and here
I dunno if it really works or it just an ordinary glass piece...but I am thrilled.
On the other hand we have something (and so much) against it..

I am in Oman...


Oh yes, I landed yesterday night and I was jus catching up with all till now...still there are friends to call and so far I have amazed everyone with my slender frame (alright not so slender..) but yeah looking great and feeling great!

I am so so busy with cleaning all the stuff...wait....busy thinking to clean all the stuff but then lazy coz of  the weather. It just is so fine over here...loving it, loving you Muscat! Muah!
I think I may go for a long walk tonight...

but then I am thinking of meeting my ex-buddy, but then I dunno where the hell he lives now..:P
My home is a pile of mess, and my mom is a bundle of nerv at present looking at her kicthen..LOL!
So far everything is good and well...I wish I can unwind after all the studious life (LOL!!) in India!!

Me and my gym trainer


 Nearly four years have passed but even today, I remember that day when a very muscular guy called me back when I was on my way to some shop..he introduced himself to be Shareef, a gym trainer...he said that he is new to Wadi Kabir and he was told about me by my friends...dunno how!

But he knew my name, where I lived and how I dealt with my body...he requested me to visit his gym (perhaps I was greatly overweight then) and join if I liked it! A few days later, I visited the gym which is just a couple of blocks away from my building. He invited me and showed me the equipment and even offered a free trail...

Though I didn't join the gym (lack of time) I still met him rather often be it be at coffeeshop or snowhite or cyber-cafe  we exchanged greetings and he everytime insisted me to visit his flat and have a dinner...

Though I didn't visit his flat, I used to visit his gym, learn about stuff like how to do push-ups, how to lose times he would share his lunch with me.

After a certain period, he was less seen outside, and I got engaged into my studies and other things, later I was told by my local buddies that Shareef is not doing well, I tried to meet him but his flat was always locked up, I eventually left for India without meeting him....

A few days later, my dad informed me that Shareef died of over dosage of drugs...
When I went back, I found a new trainer in his place, who is no match for what Shareef was...

 Inspired by  Suburban's Belated love note..

Man who threw the dog off bridge...


INCENSED internet users have united to catch a man who threw a helpless dog off a busy bridge.

A Lithuanian man was filmed by friends joking that "dogs can fly" before throwing the dog off a bridge.

The footage was then posted on the internet, initially sparking outrage on Lithuanian websites before spreading across the world.

Footage of the incident shows the man carrying the dog - which appears calm in the man's arms - to the side of the bridge.

The video also shows a friend filming the incident on a mobile phone, all laughing as the offender prepares to throw the dog.

After checking that no traffic is around, the man walks to the side of the bridge and calmly throws the dog.

Heartbreaking footage shows the dog hitting the ground before yelping in pain and appearing unable to move.

The dog miraculously survives the fall, with vets later treating it for internal injuries.

The Mail reports that as footage of the incident spread across the internet, Facebook groups and online forums united to catch the offender.

They posted photos of the man, with local police recognising the offender.

The man, identified by the Daily Mail as Svajunas Beniuk, eventually handed himself into police, who later issued a statement to internet users thanking them for their help.

The offender now faces animal cruelty charges.

This sub human should be thrown off the very same bridge.  

Arab on a treadmill


A guy in kandoora on a treadmill:

just for fun guys...

A busy WTF week!


I thought everyone would think that I to have taken tweeting but no! I was seriously busy with all the college stuff draining life out of me. But hey, most the week is over now, so time to let my hair down.
Mostly it is due chemistry practicals that are going and we are doing salt analysis which I am not getting...of the six lab session, not even once I got it all right! That's odd!
My ex-buddy called me to tell How Bullsh*tty happy is becoz he is going to get married!! And he *cordially invited" me...WTF!! I had a huge huge fight with him a year or so back I have completely stopped talking to him...and now he expects me to forgive all that insanity and be good way!!

Today we dissected a apple snail in the lab turned out to be awesome but of course some girls went sick...mine went all well except I had cut its intestine...and it stinks like hell!

I also bought a new book from the local book-store, called Abel's Island by Willaim Steig a kid's book but I enjoyed it throughly!!!

In the meantime, I installed Ubuntu OS instead of Vista but I didn't like it so it took me much time to figure out how to get back to Windows...why I hated Ubuntu, I dunno! So in all this process, despite back-up, I lost a considerable chunk of data!!!
So I am at present taking all time installed the apps and bookmarking your blogs..

Tweeting, tweaking and screeching


Finally, I have evolved and took up to Twitter recently...with very less luck!
First time when I looked at my page, I almost dropped my jaw *Is this what ppl are behind?*
Ayway, I went on with all the ritualistic enrolment process and all I was to set up my mobile for it!!
Good! And thats what I have been trying to do from last 22 days or so!!
I send everything needed and I wait, wait and wait!! So, so far, Twitter hasn't impressed me....well I can't say I don't like it...but fingers crossed until my mob sets up!

My dad brought/ bought me an Antivirus programme from Mct...I didn't even to open till today what was it...somehow my AVG Antivirus fucked up and  I took to the one Dad brought, called Kapspersky....I have a good opnion on this but this took hours to load and then activiate and then update and scan....a wholsesome of 5-6 hours...of which for 2 hours it updated (my internet speed was decent) So far it hasn't done any heroic attempts to save from bugs..but lets see...

 I am hearing that Windows 7 is nicer and better...but I haven't yet laid my hands on it...a buddy and software freak named Vjay would install me that next week...again I am so curious whats in store for me, that I can hardly wait...{btw Vjay is a guy who is physically challenged and with an IQ of more than 150...he somehow inspires me to live a life than is not so shitty as mine is...but then c'est la vie! :) }
On the other hand, a guy met me online and called himself DDk, said that Win 7 is a crap...but nothing wrong in trying it right?

I fell in Love


yup with no one else other than myself...
after all how can I love others if I can't love myself?

it is no nonsense..I am just elated by all the good things that are happening to me...of course I can't tell all those good things but all I can let you know is that I am no longer "single"! Got it!

Scatter-mind post


They are now en mode  so here is mine:

1.Got a call from a way I am happy that he has joined a college and doing some course in Hyderabad. He was supposed to visit me while I was in Hyderabad last week (to visit my uncle) but it didn't work out...anyway..he said he would meet me when I will leave for Muscat. I am waiting...and next time I will shed all the mystery that surrounds this guy...

2. My weight loss is getting nowhere...I think I am in one of those plateau regions of weight-loss graph...but I haven't put on any so it doesn't matter much. I have been long deprived of all the goodies of life like ice-creams...alcohol....I am scared that once I will be in Muscat I will put on my weight...lets see

3. College is something that more or less changing into some Little Buds a sense because we are not allowed out of the college during the break-time. The canteen is almost meagre and the campus is small...then they implemented UNIFORMS...for a degree college...putting of my choice of wearing if you fail in an exam your are expected to pay fine of something like 1 OR/ 100 is indeed irritating...

4. I am again into Yoga, I had stopped it long back due to some unpleasant experiences but thanks to the building up pressure of studies and *^%@#$% I am forced to take up again. So far, I think I all well under control.

5. My uncle's daughter called me...I can sense something *fishy* coz:
She: Hi,
Me: Yeah..fine, you?
Me: Is there anything I can....
She: *more chuckles* just simply called...
Something is really fishy...

6. "*^%@#$%" in #4 refers to my new found enemy back at college...lets call that enemy as B*tch (you can choose other like: piss blobs, fa*...) ok I am so bloody irritated with this b*tch...she is always interfering with me and trying to dominate is just annoying, if someone tells you only to shut when the whole of her friends are giggling. But I am a big boy. I ma not gonna complain....that wud be behaving like nursery kid!!

Gosh!! it is already 7:45...gotta run!

I am going to cum...


to Muscat!
LOL! Pervert!

Yeah! I will be there by early December...and I am all flying high about this...
My dad planned this for me as he wants me to take off sometime and get my hair down. I must say I am significantly over-stressed by the college and some family matters...

So, I will be there in Muscat for 2-3 weeks, the tickets are all ready and it is just counting days and starting a diet (ya! gotta look thinner...THINNER...MORE THHHINNNNER!!)...

I have shared this with everyone I consider as Human back college, and also to those whom I don't consider Humans - just to feast on their jealous looks...hehe! I have even arranged for leave and planned my studies also!

And just now, I finished a lengthy list of things I want t buy, things I want to "see" and eat...I am thinking I will burst with excitement...a lengthy 4 page list...As of now, only my friend Nells (I haven't talked of her before in the blog, but Nells or Nelly is a school buddy and a good friend of mine) is in Muscat, the rest are scattered in Canada, India and one somewhere lurking in Manila...the Manilian one may come too...

Whatever, It will a nice cool December - pampering myself with everything and everyone I missed...Oh! baby! That's going to be good, and if all backfire, I wouldn't care ~ after all Muscat is still my Home and there is no place like Home to doze off....

The English Prof is teaching pr-onun-shzee-ye-szhun!!
I juzst waan-ted to szhhare!

The thieves manifestation


The area, I live in this small town is one of the posh is filled with huge houses - new with paints and some even now under construction. It still has some empty plots left and my building is in the middle of a huge empty plot. It somehow, makes me feel isolated from the rest of the houses of the street but no doubt, my house-owners maintain it wonderfully better than any other...

So it was on Eid day, my grocerer informed me that there is presence of thieves in the area and asked us to be careful.. Though till date, no case of robberies have been reported but still she warned us to be careful....
It all started from then that I am living alone and my mom is at gran-uncle's house, she calls me every night to remind me to lock all the doors.

But yesterday night was difficult because I could hear someone on the top terrace, some kind of movement of huge and heavy objects (there is a lot construction material on terrace)! Really I was chick scared for my neighbours aren't there and I am alone on the floor. I immediately locked up all the doors and closed the windows...added to my bad luck there was a power cut. I grasped a torch and cell and sat in my bed waiting for something to happen....until I dozed off...

The noises subsided morning I went up to check...I found two stray dogs on a heap of iron rods...

Etiquette of Exams and Mysore Bondas


I wonder why? Why I am so sluggish today? I am having exams at college, and I am no way thrilled of them. In fact I am bunking an exam today, doing so for the first time in life.

The exams I gave till date....sigh.....I am very disappointed with my performance in the recent exams and I have just three things to say why I been such fucked up:

First, the invigilator, should be vigilant and his duty is to vigil not TALK with us! Bloody idiots! All they did is to disturb me and others..."Why are drawing you so many diagrams?" "Why are writing you so slowly?" WTF they want? I want to get each of them fired....

Secondly, We are student so of University level, not of Kindergarten and I am amazed how many turned up without appropriate stationary....I am irritated when someone asks me..."Can I have pencil?" and worse if the person takes it without asking!!

Third, I dunno which bugger arranged the seats, I am seated next to a seriously retarded dude...for the physics exams, he would write just one page, and the rest of the time, he would play with my colour pens....BLOODY HELL!

Many think I am putting up reasons for my up-coming low marks. Anyway, the complaints have already been sent in...and if I see no effect, I am no way hesitant to write to the University...

I don't want my blog to become some whining leave it!
Coming to some colourful side of life, I am addicted to these things:

Don't freak! These are edible! They are dollops of flour/curd mixt...deep fried in hot oil. These can be compared to our Aloo Bonda, except these are without the potato gravy inside. These are not available in Muscat!
And guess what? Miraculously I am not even putting on weight! But these too soon had to go as I will take diet ( I am growing excessively jealous over Mrs.Cush/ Angry's work! So I am kinda eager to start off, but equally lazy!)

Racial Discrimination....


There is a hotel nearby, I knew the owner pretty well because he is a north Indian and I know his mother tounge well. We talk in his mother tongue..the normal chit-chat...

So I went today, and I gave my order and waited for the parcels to arrive. Meanwhile, I asked how much it costed me, and he said Rs 36. I gave him a Rs 100 currency note and he gave me back Rs 14.

Then he asked me how much I gave, I said "Rs 100" and he gave me the needed Rs. 50. And went back to counting his money. Then he looked at and started shouting in his language "Kaminey!(louser)You gave only Rs. 50! Give back my Rs. 50!!" I was shocked and politely asked him to check again! He wasn't no way listening to me!

In the mean time, men gathered around: The owner, went on shouting that I cheated on him! I openly asked him to take back Rs.50 if he wants, but I challenged him, I will show my Rs 100 note.

Taken aback, he said that he didn't need my money and insulted that my race itself is a cheating one! And over the decades, he had seen so may people like me!...then continued to the expletives (as if he only knew)

Lucky for him as he said that in his mother tongue! Had he had said that in the local language, the consequences would have been dire!
I collected my parcels in silence and left! Silent? NO way! My mind was screaming! But then...I remembered the famous lines of Wole Soyinka:
"Silence. Silenced transmission of
Pressurized good-breeding."

Yes! I sighed! Pressurized good breeding!
But for the first time in my life, I was identified with a race...for the first time...I was discriminated of my birth! And even now, after a busy day, my mind is still numb!

(For clarity: I am a South Indian and the owner is a North Indian)

The electrician and ...thinnies


Something happened to my fan, and it was not running/rotating or whatever, so I called my house owner, who in turn called an electrician.
The guy came, after an hour or so, he was thin, pale, short fellow with bright eyes....he repaired it.instantly...and we both have same names,and we went on talking and talking, from fans to cell towers to the house owners...
It is something creepy now, as I look back, that we became so friendly in just seconds....
I am not new to these firefly friendships, but perhaps it is their short span than enthrals us...
Now, this incident happened long before Ramdhan, then he turned up again on Eid, just to say his greetings...Q8!

And talking of other guys back at the college, all are thinner than me, and no one has specs -- so the first impression is I am a nerd....sad! But there is one guy, called M, chubby, dark but has sharp features with very curly hair and lazy M gives me all sorts of uncomfortable feelings in the class, but I can't actually say uncomfortable, he looks at me fleetingly, staring at me when I am talking to other but he never talks to me. Its odd and rather you-know-what!!! But yea, I am enjoying all that...

"Ode to autam and yapples"


Yep! Yp u got it! It is yet another WTF blunder of my English Prof.
This time, it is with something more respectful, The Ode to Autumn by Divine John Keats....
So his version is here for you:

Seazon of mistz and mellow fruit-fullness
Cloze bausom-friend of the matuuring sun
Conspiring with him how tew load yand bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
Tew bynd with Yapples the moss'd cottage-treez,

And it went on and on, until we reached the word "o'erbrimmed" and he said "O" "ER" brimmed - does anyone know what it means???" I didn't say anything, not even to my friends...nothing...I was o'erbrimmed with remorse...or worse...

Well, the complaints, I heard have gone against him, (I didn't complain) at least I assume cause my Vice Principal had said something that meant " send away those (profs) who aren't good, we first need better ones..."

So...I am waiting.... can't see it coming...change...

My love for Shobhaa De


It was five or six years back, when I first found Shobhaa De's book in an old carton full of books.
Something made me read it. I didn't understand the book then, but I read it...till end

After her, I read many Indian authors, older and senior and better than her but I still love Shobha De the most. My dad and his literary friends criticized me and her...they apparently find her writings erotic than needed, exaggerated and unrealistic...but I find them full of that is hidden from the open society, dirty lives that we all live hideously...

Perhaps, my unreasonable devotion for this writer is the writerherself, than her writings...because she looks at the world in some oddkind of way, never restricting to the social boundaries is what thatkeeps me read her books...

Whatever, there are some things that are unreasonable, so is perhaps this.

As I recall, my first book I read was Sultry Days, then I didn't find any of her book. Until recently, while in Hyderabad, in an old bookshop I found Shobha's Snapshots (the previous owner of the book curiously scribbled "Woof! Too hot!" on the front page...I still wonder why...coz I never found anything Hot in it) along with her Speedpost, Starry Nights...

Apart from Starry Nights, I am clinging on to another thriller called Cyclops by Clive Cussler

Happy Birthday Mrs.Winehouse


Amy Winehouse turns 26 today, and of all the things I have to say of her, I only wish she will have a healthier future!

"Is Tolstoy a man or a woman?" My English prof asked!


"Is Leo Tolstoy a man or a woman?" my English prof had asked this he genuinely never knew!

I was sitting in the first row of students and I couldn't hide my anger towards such an ignorant fellow. Honestly, I was hurt. I mean, Leo Tolstoy is someone who everyone knows (at least those who are into English) as he is generally regarded as the greatest novelist.

And here I am being taught by someone who doesn't know Tolstoy's gender! Had he been a chemistry prof or zoology one, I could have overlooked but English is his profession and he asked such a thing!

I don't like to consider myself someone who holds more knowledge than the English prof, but it is his ignorance and non-curiosity towards his own field of profession is something that infuriates me.

The other day, he was lecturing on  W.H. Auden's "The Unknown Citizen" and trust me I could not understand a thing. He merely translated the poem into Telugu (my mother tongue and is used extensively in college when English fails to reach the common students)  stripping  the poem's beauty and meaning.

It is almost shameful to share such a thing, because back in Muscat, I was taught by an old man (pbuh) who is highly conversant in language and literature and spoke so elegantly....

Of course, I did talk over the issue to my Dad (an English prof too), who asked me keep quiet on the issue and leave it to him until he realizes it all by himself
(and let me suffer till then)

The saach ka samna tag!!


From Raphael

The rules are thus…
You can only say Guilty or Innocent

Here it begins...!
Ever kissed someone of the same sex?
-guilty! I didn't put that question over there!

Asked someone to marry you?
-Innocent. I was asked by someone when I was 15! It was silly to think even!

Ever told a lie?

-Guilty, guilty, guilty!....unto "n"

Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have back?
. :(

Kissed a picture?
I am not going to tell of whom it was!

Slept in until 5 PM?
Yes or more!

Danced on a table in a bar?
. no way!

Fallen asleep at work/school?
-guilty .
many times, while other slept for History & English, I slept for chemistry & physics!

Been suspended from school?
NO WAY! I am the Student Fabulous! Trust me, my teachers talk of me even now!!

Worked at a fast food restaurant?
I served at my neighbour's Gujarati Restaurant - when they ran out of workers!

Stolen from a store?
I didn't do it for me, though!

Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose?
. ohhh yes. Once even rice grains...

Caught a snowflake on your tongue?
. It is my dream!

Kissed in the rain?
I am allergic to rain!

Sat on a roof top?
The one of my ancestral was fun!

Sang in the shower?
I suppose it is some kinda addiction...

Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?
I have never been to the pool-side! The fear for water bodies developed after I got drowned in Qantab beach and had to be pulled out by was quite embarrasing!

Made a girlfriend/boyfriend cry?
Not as much as the other made me!

Shot a gun?
If I use a gun in future, it would be to kill a incessantly noisy nasty dog of my neighbours that keeps me awake at night...

Donated Blood?
-innocent! I was rejected - dunno why though!

Eaten alligator meat?
-Innocent!!!!!!!who made this question

Still love someone you shouldn't?

Liked someone, but will never tell who?
-Guilty. If I keep telling, I keep losing'em!

Been too honest?
I am known for that!

Kissed someone you shouldn't?
the best kisses are those when you kiss someone whom you shouldn't!

Ruined a surprise? 
-Innocent! I always have a strong temptation to ruin..

Ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you couldn't walk afterwards?
- infinitum! Every time I walk out of my favourite restaurants, I struggle to reach the car!

Erased someone in your friends list?
I just let them be there...

Dressed in a woman's clothes [if you're a guy] or guy's clothes [if you're a girl]?
. when I was a kid...
But I liked Robbie Williams in She's Madonna so much! ;)

Been told that you're handsome or beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said?
-Guilty. but now, I think I am ugliest one alive...with dark tan, oily pimply skin...flaky hair! Ewww!

Had communication with your ex?
-Innocent. I slammed the door!

Got totally drunk on the night before your exam?
-Innocent! Expect me to be so, if I fail my exams


Everyone's tagged!

thanks to Blogger for fucking up my format! I hope some evolution takes places in this and copies what it is asked and not what it wishes to in its own way!

The salt-less diet


IT is the new craze down here. Ask anyone, they will tell of a million reasons to stop eating salt. In fact, eating salt is now considered as something compared to eating with hands in the western world.

But the diet is simple: Cook everything without salt, and less amount of oil.
The real mess begins when we taste what we have cooked for especially  Indian cuisine demands a minimum level of salt, chilli and oil...remove them from the is better to starve.

So, the diet comes with salt re-placers like groundnut powder(?), dried cabbage powder(???), til seed powder...pomegranate seed powder (??????) to add taste and nutrition to the food. Chillis are also expected to be avoided and the diet lays importance on consumption of various vegetables like cabbage, tomatoes, fruits mainly papaya.

This diet's proponent, Dr. Raju - who conducts various programmes to promote naturo-pathy and this diet claims that even diabetes be brought under control. He says that weight will be 'healthy' as there will be no 'fat' loss but the excess amount of water that is stored in the body will be eliminated because, salt retains excess amounts of water in body.

He also recommends various 'cleansing' methods of gut - some call for natural laxatives, to reduce weight.
All is good! The weight loss is fast and easy when the diet is 'strictly' followed but then once we stop, the weight gain is also equally fast.

My cousin brother who weighed 93 kilos at the start took this diet and in 3 months, he got down to 75 kilos - his dedication to this diet is awesome and he in fact improvised it by adding loads of fibre, vegetable juices, and salt-less recipes.

And here I am jumping, jogging, skipping (meals also) from last 4 or 5 months and having lost just 13 kilos...
But me taking up salt less diet is almost impossible with my mom staying in India with me...she openly refused to cook without salt and she insists that salt is crucial for ion balance within the body - a complete removal of salt can put the body into dehydration and ultimately weaken the metabolism.

There is truth in her words too...because the sodium is important in nerve impulse transmission as well as an important mineral, the deficiency of which can cause dizziness and cramps...

So I am hanging between a lucrative diet and the risk of screwing up my nerve....

(Pic source: )



A friend of mine, Omnibus - tagged me on Multiply..thought I might share! ENJOY!
1. What type of M&M's are your favorite?
 The green ones. :)

2. Gay Marriage?
Yes, Should be legalised
3. Lower the legal drinking age?
 18 - I am past that!
4. Red vines or twizzler?
I wanna eat both

5. Who is the best hugger that you know?

6. Do you believe in love at first sight?
I don't know. It never happened to me

7. Is there something you want to tell someone? 
Yes, so many things to so many people

8. What brand of shirt are you wearing? 
Pepe jeans

9. Would you kiss anyone on your friend's list? 
*chuckles* Yup!!

10. Favorite Disney movie?

11. How many kids do you want to have? 
I have not decided yet!

12. Have you ever dated anyone in the military?

13. Do you wanna change your name?
Yes! least change its spelling

14. Last time you saw your father?
2 weeks ago...I will see him in a month's time

15. What did you do for your last birthday?

16.What time did you wake up today?

17. What were you doing at midnight last night?
chatting with my Indo-Filipino friend

18. Name something you CANNOT wait to do:  

Nice one! Do try and lemme know!

One fast?


I still feel it was yesterday or so, seeing my sis being rushed into the operation hall somewhere near midnight, while we all waited anxiously as she gave birth to a extremely cute son...
And here I am now at his first birthday party..with all the relatives rushing in to wish him...
Isn't it odd how fast children grow? (AH! I sound like an elder!)

This lad, still remains un-named formally but we call him "Amy" at home! So Happy B'day Amy!
And he started teething recently (oh yes, he does bite hard!)...we are eager...

Random thoughts from my gr8 grndfather's bed....


Okay, I have been opening blogger, and intending to write something or the other and then leaving midday either out of boredom or laziness or remembrance of some incident or job....
And neither do I see any of the interesting topics (I am sorry!!Muscat blogosphere is severely dull!) that provoke me to write a blog on nor there is much happening in my life now that I am blobbing to tell you seems some kind of stagnant period of my life - Home>college> Home>College - sounds rather nerdy but yeah that hows life is...

It had been such a long time that I have actually talked to someone on the issues I would talk on (like films, music blah blah). The recent hot topics of my mind had been Organic chemistry, DNA fingerprinting and how to bunk the English class...
Friends are here many and they are very much unlike those at Muscat, in fact I can say both extremes of life...while my muscat friends are pompous, gaudy, promiscuous and open mined those that are here are simple, superstitious, conserved and scared (of my gigantic physique). Except one or two, I don't talk to many yet my name all around in the college...(instant fame when you are an NRI and 6 ft plus)

Apart from the boring things I am into, there is something that I had been planning and pursuing -- it is restoration of our family's antiques (mostly furniture and some paintings, statues, books, manuscripts and stuff like that). At present I have shifted some of the furniture from my inhabitated ancestral house to here - which includes a bed that belonged to my great grandfather (nearly 100 years old), a table that was made by maternal grand father, a 1970 model table fan of my grandma, an undated clock....I had been also sorting ut books of my grandpa and reorganising them...though the task is time consuming but it is interesting also...

Apart from that, I am also focussing on my weight loss once again but I am waiting for the winter to start as it is quite dangerous to change any diet in monsoon because immunity will be affected...Swine flu is not here as far as the reports go, but yes I find it very worrying that it is rampant in folks up there please be very least wear the masks, wash your hands...Ok!

Just to add, now that my "A" is up there in North, I was too lazy to any move in my love life, I was lazy to search I didn't want to deceive...but then suddenly, ppl are taking my numbers and calling me and inviting me...for a coffee/ chat or whatnot....ain't it not silly that no one turns up when you really need someone in life...but ha, whenever time is there I go

Its raining from 8 hours....


You all know how much I hate when it rains, and my hatred increased when I broke up with my ex for my ex loved rain like hell...
And now, here I am in the middle of true Indian monsoon, all wet, muddy and sliperry with pigs and dgs fighting in the rains pools...I feel I am drowned.
On my way back from my college, a truck hit the pool on the road sending my croc tee (white) to all coffee colored......grrr...I wanted to call the police....
Anyway, thats minor when  compared to the 3 hour power cut we had today due to the rain, the news says that rain will/ may continue for next 48 hours and they may tide over the drought which otherwise will start on the South...
I am starting to like rains - I can't imagine of being deprived of water or fighting with ladies at water tanks... is not  that bad, but yeah, its that foggy and watery...but one thing, rain in the paddy fields at the end of the town are an awesome vista to see...
But yeah...too much of rain may spoil the crops...all seems new and awe for this is the first time I am living in the countryside of  India...

Bobby back on blogging


It is just minutes my broadband has been activated and I am all in high sprits to blog and share where I am and what I am upto....bu then time is such restraint and I am equally lazy.
Anyway, I am now doing bachelors in biotech - genetics somewhere down in South of India...the teachers and fellas are good...
I living near to the college, in an apartment surrounded with antique furniture and paintings...brought from my ancestral home...
Dad and mom are in India, so sis came to stay with us with her cute son...
So, this bobby is lil chubby again for some time....
India after all is a nice place to live...when with power and water.........

Suffering gross side-effects of Dieting


All my life, I kept trying one or another diet in my own way. Always trying to shed all the flab through some magical diet. It started when I was 15 or so and weighed a whopping 120 kilos. I took the resolve to shed all the fat and become slender but it never worked. From then on I am cutting on and on about what I am eating.
Now, after three years I have reduced to 95 kilos - after more than 3 years of dieting, I am still in the "overweight section" of BMI.
From the common low-fat diet to the (in)famous low-carb diet, my body went through all the stress - I never settled on one diet and at times I went extreme like all-juice diet or raw-diet. They all helped me in modifying my eating habits. Low-carb diet is one which I love and detest equally - the diet is not only bleak and tasteless but also so weakening that my mom scared I will be on IVF by the time I finish the diet. But, it worked showing such significant weight loss that I never felt with any other diet. I was weakly glad. That was a year or so ago!

But I gained the lost weight soon after that, I went back on a low fat diet. More than diet, I intentionally and successfully reduced my portion sizes - I now eat less than half what I used to eat three year ago. I have even used medicines too to induce weight loss - I used Ayurvedic medicines which called for strict diet excluding almost everything except lemons and honey and those laxatives which I used under doctor's supervision - they worked though I wouldn't recommend it.
Exercise was something I started late, my main activity was walking/jogging but I also had lots of flexibility and stretching exercises as well. Now I have very flexible and agile body. The hard work is paying off after all.
thats me in 2006 and now...

Then came all those things which many don't talk about...those awful side effects of weight loss and dieting. The significant side effect in me is wrinkles on my tummy, on my toes...the skin has become rough and flaky. My hair too has lost its lustre and shine and has split ends and breaks. Though oddly my nails aren't affected, their growth however has slowed down compared to the past. The weakness has become something used to but hey I wasn't that drained off - after some deviation from diet I normally recovered.

And more indirectly I have created those eating habits that are very unsuitable in can't expect a bowl of oatmeal for morn or clear soup as a starter for is almost impossible. The breakfast here consists of idlis or oily dosas and the lunch is a huge pile of rice with always oily curries or acidic pickles...
But since I am eating less there isn't any weight gain! So till now glad! And once I will start living on my own - I will revert to my old eating habits which are indeed very odd for a common Indian.

Top 5 Indian male habits that suck!


Written by Neetu in 

The Staring Habit:
Males all over love to stare at women. Indian males love to keep staring at women. They’ll stare you to death if they want to. You can try giving them ‘the look’ in the eye but no use. Somehow their eyes are rock solid, on target. They scan you from top to bottom and left to right. Their dark eyes scan every inch of flesh on you. 

They have not left me - my height attracts so much looks...:(

The Stinking Habit:
Indian guys stink, to the core. Guys this is a a wake up call. I believe that guys think investing in a 100 buck deodorant hurts more than investing in stocks. Every time a guy walks by and I can feel that disgusting body odor. I wonder if you guys even hit the showers every day.
Can't agree more....I spend most of my money on perfumes, sprays and hair-removers

The Peeing on the streets Habit:
This is not new. At any given time there’s an Indian guy peeing across the street in the public right in front of a sign that says, “Yahaan peshaab karna mana hai” meaning you can’t pee here. Just because you guys can pee standing up doesn’t mean you must pee everywhere. Use the public loo next time.
Many do it - I jus don't understand from where do they all get the guts to do it!

The Comment passing Habit:
Walk across a bunch of guys and your ears automatically gear up to pick up the sound signals. Every single woman in the country is so bloody used to these comments that it doesn’t bother most of them anymore. Sexually unfulfilled, testosterone charged males would make all sorts of attempts to prove their worthiness out on the streets.
Yup! Neetu is right! As a brother of many sisters, I have learned to bother the comments and commentators  and taught them (wit hand) to shut up!

The Over-friendly Habit:
Indian males tend to become over-friendly for all kinds of reasons known to them. Go to a public place and drop a pin, hundreds of men jump out of nowhere and battle to get that pin back to you. Then they’ll strike a conversation with you. They’ll want to know all sorts of personal things about you. They just don’t seem to stop. There’s a fine line between being a gentleman and being uncomfortably friendly. Indian men cross the line as usual.
Okay! I have to defend! Oddly, a bunch of girls tried to strike friendship with me last time at the college! Did I tell you that they were all Muslims in burqas (abaya)

I am being generous in not dealing with other worse habits like "ball-scratching", splitting saliva, public nose digging and thrusting hips at others in buses.......

Don't worry! Since I grew outside India, I don't have such habits except stink! 
 Anything else you can think of? Please post them as comments

Note: Both Neetu and me are being practical, humorous and talking in general! If you think this hurts, kindly F*ck off! I have no time to listen to such comments! Alternatively you can laugh and move on

Am I an Indian? - or some alien with net?


I still have no clue why my internet habits are such highlight in my famlily's gossip! My uncle is all restless this weekend while I am sifting through various blogs. He stood behind me and pretending as though not looking - the same continued when I shifted for laptop! I have no clue what the hell is happening!

Its just internet and I am just a guy - whats so big deal in making fuss about it! He remarked that my cousin once said that I am an internet addict and went on n on! I am not so freak but yes I need this to keep in touch with the world! And if say something in "So! What?" manner he would say something under-breath and leave and quit talking for the next couple of days. He would treat like I am some stuffed lifeless animal.

Whenever I come to India, I modify myself unlike many of my friends - I try to be a real resident Indian - I internally suffer coz of dirtiness, cunning mentalties and prying nature of the locals, but I supress and put on a big smile and try to be as common as possible. This includes from my table manners to my sleep timings - everything to make it up look like a real Indian walla.
And here I am being criticised for surfing habits. When I say such things to my cousin brother, he says such things are normal and every Indian parents behave so! I don't get it! Mine too are Indian - they never touched my personal things! They never pried on me while I surfed though they are well aware that I am brainy enough to circumvent Omantel filters!! So what is my uncle's prob - I am no way to understand! I openly asked him if he wanted to install any parental filters - he can! There was no response either!
When my parents backed me and asked my uncle to leave me as I am - he got more restless and is now noisly shifting channels! It looks ridiculous but they are elders and I can't voice out like I can't eat with a spoon - This is INDIA!

Its frustating when someone looks like you are doing something gravely wrong when there is nothing wrong (in my perspective!) Perhaps I can never understand Indians - I wonder how much of such experiences are on the way!

Back onto the world....


Finally.....Finally, I am back online...that too under my name!!!
But this internet connection has cost me almost an arm and leg...not that its that costly but I had seroius hard time convincing my uncle to let me have it. He still fears that I may spoil his son (did I tell you that he is 27 n I'm 18) via internet.

I literally refused to eat until I have net and this had created quite a stir but I needed it badly...some kind of primitive need.
Exams over and I am out with a guy whom we will call Mr.A.for time being, gr8 guy! hv'g gr8 time!
Odd that few weeks ago, I'm addicted to sedatives to combat chronic insomnia........

So i will back soon fully with regular blogging and commenting

I AM leaving for India 2nite....forever and frustataed!!


What you read is true! I'm leaving Oman...I'm! Not my parents!

I don't want to come back! Not that I don't love Oman but I have to go! I can't tell what all happened but I want leave early and I am leaving tonight! I have no intentions of coming back either! Until some people leave the country! (some ppl includes that idiot ex-buddy!)
or I do something like...........

I think I will need time to recover and get into public life...before I end up being violent or worse..self violent.....I just to go away from all the stuff and people for sometime!
I may blog once in India but I can't be sure.

I also have exams to deal! FUCK!

More clouds, more rains, more wine...


My petite gadget is buzzing violently with the excitement of the prospects of the heavy rains tomorrow. The sky seems already bleak and extremely cloudy over Wadi Kabir. And my dad is home early - the govt people always knew it first - (though they occasionally tell whatever)
These rains now dampen my plans for the weekend of the get-together of my friends at the near Pizza hut - depends on weather though!
IT seems, "mother E" is taking revenge on me by giving so many cloudy days. Yuck! Sun! I'm already missing.
While at home gulping my black wine, I stumbled across this wonderful wine on Swapna's Cuisine - a great cook blogging from Kuwait I think!