I love my balls, seriously!

I happen to subscribe to the National Geographic RSS feeds and today i came upon something awesome.

Before i tell you what it is, let me tell you a little bit of a story.

There once lived in the world where secular scientists and normal people who do not hallucinate about imaginary shit bags in the sky telling you when to put your crotch into what and where. These people came up with a discovery called stem cells. Without going into technical details much, in simple and crisp terminology stem cells help us understand the human cell structure and germ therapy better, thereby enabling us to find possible cures to aids, cancer and such likely other deadly disease that wreak havoc on human kind.

However there were a few sects of people called Catholics, Muslims, Hindus and Jews who believed in a imaginary entity whom no one has ever seen. He is called GOD. Now this god mother fucker who does not exist in the first place apparently put some shit called soul into an embryo when the man told the woman "honey, i was about to pull out but i cummed too fast, sorry!" and the woman had a swelling in her tummy three months later.

Now this embryo of course was voluntarily donated by nice minded and good hearted humans but then the imaginary "Soul" entity happened to have life in it and using it to do stem cell research was considered a blasphemy, a term religious fucktards use when science beats the fucking shit out of religion and god every other time and they have no evidence to prove religion right and science wrong. In other words, we call that "Appeal to Authority". "You should not do that! Why? Because you should not!" Typical Crap, accusing people who want to save lives as murderers and then calling upon Jihad because you can have 7 virgin pussies to lick for yourselves in heaven when you die.

Now the good news is, we can extract stem cells from guess what? Human testicles and this technology will be mainstream before i smash the mosquito on my hand that sucking on by blood right now.

My curiosity is, are the Catholics gonna look for every other masturbating man and hold his cum on their hands and put it in a plastic container and cryogenically freeze the man's juice because each one of those 40 million sperms per cubic milli litre of semen is a potential life? Wow, i'm so deviously happy because i kill about 4 billion people in my shower everyday while i jerk off to the thought of me caressing some good pam anderson lee tits.

Nice try god, we're gonna fix cancer, AIDS and what not with stem cell research in the future and miracle working televangelist's like Benny Hinn can to take a hike. What next? Masturbating is the sole evil that is causing Global Warming? Sure, bring it on. We're never tired of beating the shit out of you mother fuckers. Like this one, you will be in jail soon.

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Found this on Vikrams Flickr Stream. God damn, we're a country that never utters the word "sex" and im supposed to believe this shit? And look, katrina kaif in it too! WTF!

Reality Bites!

Apparently the latest publicity stunt is recruiting Kapil Dev into the Indian Army. Captain Suresh pinged me on this.

Right after a great party at a club in a happy mood i find this news a bit inspiring and pissing me off at the same time. Kapil Dev wants to serve in the army, wow! Nice read, call it a publicity stunt which it fucking is, its still nice to hear and is inspiring.

On the flip side, we have screwed our soldiers so much in the Sixth Pay Commision. We have treated them so shoddily that we need celebrity stunts to inspire people to serve in the army. I met a friend today evening who works for the hotel industry and he was telling me how Malaysian Tamil's crib about who will change this country for the better and how they feel its an impossible task.

I feel for once he is right. For a country that cannot respect the guys and gals who are waiting for the bullet to their head, india is fucked.

Today is October 2nd. I gladly say "Fuck off" india. i'm tired of your indian'ism.

Vaiko Meets Obama, makes pictures to prove it too!

Photo Credit: Shekhar Krishnan

Apparently Vaiko thinks none of us read the newspapers or do not know who Barrack Obama is. Its either than or he was smoking ACID when he asked for this posted to be printed.

For my dear Caucasian, African-American, Latino, Spanish, French, European, Hispanic and whatever the race from you are and if you do not know who Vaiko is, take it from me with faith. He is an asshole. For starters he supports the LTTE and then the list is endless.

Apparently vaiko met obama in Chicago when he was in one of his official visits to the US of A blowing our indian middle class tax money. Now the trouble is, indian people are hard to convince on some of this shit and hence vaiko did the obvious. Guess what? Yes, he made the picture himself.

Words of Wisdom - #1

Dilip says "the day nobody honks like they're cumming at the speed of light when the traffic signal counts under 12 for green, that day india is civilized."

Black and White

We had another Photowalk and another whole day of fun last Sunday. While taking the underpass to little mount across the railway tracks i was shooting pictures and these two Muslims girls came up the stairs and i thought i should probably stop shooting. But then i thought, if i stop shooting i would be blatantly supporting those Islamic terrorists who are scared of women.

Yes, those suckers are scared of women, they are so shit scared that they piss on their pants everytime they think of a woman or when their mom or sister calls on them "where are you?". Why else would they hide the beauty, the essence of womanhood and the freedom of one human being to visually identify themselves. Forget the fact of public or private identity, lets discuss identity on the whole. So if i stop shooting because these Muslim women should be treated like fairies while Christian, Hindu, Jewish and Jain women should be winked at and called names just like how young boys and girls play their love games of their age, that would mean i'm considering special treatment for Muslim for Muslim women. Why, because i'm scared they may come kill me? Is that it? I even heard someone behind me whisper "dude, don't even think of it" and i dropped my 50mm body and went in for the 24 - 70 heavy lens and pointed the lens right at this girl and shot like 5 frames.

She stopped at me, stared and then went away like nothing ever happened. I hope she liked the treatment of being looked upon as a normal woman. Sad for her if she considered me to be a womanizer, i don't think i'm much of that. Her clan in Saudi Arabia definitely are.

I found it today in black and white. On o ne side of the steps i found french women who had a drag at a local tea shop and were chatting upto a bunch of locals with camera's and having a blast. On the other side of the step i find women, from the same genetic pattern treated worse than sheep. I mean, we don't cover our sheep's face when it goes out in public, why women be considered more cheaper than sheep.

It's all there for us to see in black and white. We can look at it and call a liar a bluff and laugh our ass off at anyone over 15 still pray to santa for gifts and play the good boy or we can pretend they are being normal and let them talk to their imaginary creatures in their heads and let them get away with things, which otherwise we would place them in prison for a very long time.

Wedding Woes...

One of my Aunt married a Muslim and obviously converted due to the very reason. I was invited to this wedding of her son and believe me, i was excited like hell. I've never been to a Muslim wedding before and this was my first time. I aspired to acquaint myself with my aunts in laws, get to know them more and hang out with them more since i've never done that all of these years during my childhood and i decided its time to set the record straight.

Coming from a typical Hindu Brahmin family, although there was not any opposition to this wedding of my aunt to her muslim boyfriend in a way the family ties were kind of loosened and broken and none of us family guys really kept in touch with her and i felt this was my chance to set it straight. Of course when she comes over to family occasions at our house there is always a distance because of the difference in cultural aspects such as language, behavior and perspectives. I frankly did not like this much but never did much to change things until now.

I pack my gear and im 2 hours early for the wedding and im thinking im gonna have a great time. Little did i know that i was going to be the biggest fool of all times sitting here like duck to witness sexism, male chauvinism and trade in the name of a wedding go on right in front of my eyes while i could not find the nerve to say nothing or do nothing in the situation.

The wedding hall was very small and all the men were lodged in the ground floor where the wedding ceremony took place and guess what? All the women were debarred from staying downstairs and sent to the first floor, including the Bride whom i never got to meet in this entire agenda of the wedding. The grooms father paid a sum of "13 grams of gold" and purchased the bride for his son, the groom. The agreement or the contract of the wedding was signed and everybody went to dig into the food like it was nobody's business.

I ask this guy who looked like a politician, about the bride and he said that the wedding was over and the bride will be seeing the guests in the evening at the reception where she will be together with the groom. It strikes me as the most inhumane and barbaric act of sexism on a woman, in the 21st century that based on some book a pedophile wrote 100's of years back you don't even look at the fact that there is someone important uninvited into the wedding, let me correct that. "Her Wedding", the bride!

While being repeatedly preached about the importance of gender equality in an Anglo Indian school for 12 years, running around a 2 day occasion of the bride and groom doing various religious stuff at a Hindu wedding and the mutual consent at a Christian Anglo Indian weddings that i've been to i frankly find not having a person who is getting married not to be during the wedding process so unacceptable and sadistic in nature.

Today while i finally mustered up the courage to post these pictures and write these words from my head, i admit that im afraid of such people. The world Islamaphobia as i realize is not some cooked up stuff by the liberals, it exists very well in real life and there is ample evidence for it and i feel it first hand.

Pehli Nazar Mein can go fuck itself!

I was sitting at this pub last night and they were playing desi night and the song was "Pehli Nazar Mein Kya Jadu Kar Diya" and i thought, "what an amazing number!". I've heard this before on a couple of friends/colleagues caller tune and i did not like this song much but listening to it in a club in full quality was like Christmas for me and it made it, i became a fan and i downloaded this album today (RACE) and listened to it.

I was trying to see how the video for this fantastic number would look like and i found more than what i was looking for on youtube. I know i may be late by weeks or months and this is old news but still......

You may download the Original Sarang Hae Yo from here.

In the wake of copyright infringements that haven't really made me a happy person and knowing how the Indian Copyright Act, 1957 and its amendment, the last one being almost 9 years ago in 1999 (after which the Internet changed everything and its existence this act is oblivious about) being such a joke, i just thought i would let the few people who listen to Hindi music and probably love this song, its stolen...

It's someone else's hard work that's been lifted just because you are a brown man here and your vague laws protect you from prosecution.... i feel it very unfair and very painful. I don't know what i can as an individual do. I took off this song from my MP3 player and i updated it with the Original Korean song, i care not if i don't get the language. To feel love, words are not a necessity. The though i think is enough with the wonderful feeling.

I'm thinking i will spread this message to everyone i know so that they are listening to a thief and this is stolen shit. If that sense of guilt could help, i guess that makes my day.

What part of the word "fun" does one not understand?

Apologies for the long post but i need to discus this in detail as much as possible. Apologies for the deviation from the topic that i often do, it is habitual of me to do so as you will get to find out when you read more of what i write.

I often read about people bringing out interesting arguments about what is the purpose of things like alcohol, night-clubs, disco's and beach-house parties...

The usual set of arguments are like "I don't understand the words like 'I love to dance, it's a great place to loosen up, and chill out with friends and catch up with good times and make new friends and meet women/men" sort of explanations". Seriously, i mean how more simpler could that answer be or how more honest could it be? Later, then usually come the accusations. A desire for promiscuity and adventure. We aer all pattern seeking animals, aren't all of us supposed to be so when we are normal? Isn't that what homo-sapiens supposed to do post 2 million years of evolution from homo-erectus who were also pattern seeking creatures?

Human Evolution, is not an easy subject to understand. I completely agree, neither do i understand it in all its intricacies and complexities. However with the fundamental knowledge of your 8th to 10th grade matriculation board zoology textbooks which define things just enough to determine real from imaginary helps a lot, and we all know for fact we are pattern seeking animals and also seek patterns of communication and interpretations that do not stick to a pattern, which in itself is a pattern. Was that too long a sentence to confuse the hell out of you? Let me break it down...

1. Man courting woman is a pattern. Man impressing woman with food, shelter and clothing is also a pattern we are all aware of. We all follow this pattern with the exception of some Hindu saints, catholic celibate clergy and shariya practicing Islamic men. Well even that in itself is a pattern of activities to achieve something.
2. Man under the influence of alcohol can act in any way. Although there is a pattern here too its not accurately predictable what exactly one would do with what kind of alcohol and how much. Therefore this lacks clear pattern.

So why cannot this practice of seeking a pattern of fun be so complicated that it cannot be understood at all? I mean when you could believe in a dead father or grand parents become a angel with wings and float down from clouds and be there by your side in times of distress to help you out of those situations and this be so easy and straight forward to understand, why cannot running down a large Grey goose with some red bull and get some buzz in the head and dancing like you don't care what you are doing on the dance floor, be so difficult to understand? At least the latter is straight forward and has documentation to prove it, millions or people in 1000's of night clubs around the world do it and im yet to see a discovery channel DVD on Elvis Presley's dead spirit re-mastering his numbers in his abandoned studio.

Close proximity to strangers, that's another complaint. Why not, i ask? Did we not ever learn a lesson from a magnificent fool called Adolf Hitler? This guy wanted to eliminate all Jews who were apparently the lower breed in their opinion and then inter-breed only higher breed Nazi's within themselves. Several decades down the line we can see how it messed up the poor Germans and how they are today, and no smarter or no stupider by those experiments in artificial selection. On the contrary they are blindly accused of being racists for something the Hitler dude did. The point is natural selection, that is how it works. It looks our for patterns and it picks from them. Of course it also develops new stuff through random mutation but humans on the whole on a psychological scale seek pattern in everything.

Does not the government of India advocate against marrying in the same family or within the blood line. Are not we aware of the massive statistics that claim cross community differential race partners have healthier and smarter offspring's. Isn't that the fact, spread the genes far apart. Is that the biology lesson we forgot? Then why is meeting strangers such a dastardly act? I agree the risks and the security problems involved in the current day scenario. However, it did exist during all times. At least now you have awareness and means of protection, which you did not have back then. Lets say 1 out of every 100 men and women hitting the night clubs and who meet strangers get killed. Let's say that makes night clubs a no gooder. We also have 1 out of every 100 men and women on late night driving get killed on the roads in automobile accidents and incorrect drug prescriptions in hospital wards. Can we also declare that roads, automobiles and doctors and hospitals are evil too?

Some people think that making something illegal will prevent other people who like to do it,  stop doing it. This is like shooting every pigeon on the spot because many of them poo poo in your head. It's practically a bullshit idea, i think.

Finally, there is lust. Why am i the only indian to think that lust is a hallucination of vocabulary. Isn't lust the driving factor behind life. Stop, you pervert! you say? "Love is the essence of life" is the correction that comes from all four corners of the world. The last time i checked the dictionary i found these...

Some examples for LOVE

(A) strong affection for another arising out of kinship or personal ties <maternal love for a child> (B) warm attachment, enthusiasm, or devotion <love of the sea> (C) the sexual embrace : copulation

Some examples for LUST

(A) intense or unbridled sexual desire : lasciviousness (B) an intense longing : craving <a lust to succeed> (C) enthusiasm, eagerness <admired his lust for life>

It appears to me that the physical intimacy part is represented by both words but the emotional intimacy is addressed by LOVE alone. Hence, can we conclude that we are trying to vilify all of the instantaneous intimacy that normally develops/exists between two people when they meet? It happens in temples and churches and it happens in weddings and family occasions. so why the bad name for clubs? Because you cannot decide well what you want when under the influence of alcohol? The point is isn't the fundamental reason why you went clubbing was to have some off the collar fun without the stress of decision making and not carry an responsibilities with it? Is that not also a reason why people go pubbing? Meet new people and hang out and have fun and not care about who likes what or who would get offended when because you probably are not going to hear from them again.

You may scream "but that is not indian culture" and i go back to merriam websters again.

Culture

the characteristic features of everyday existence (as diversions or a way of life} shared by people in a place or time

Is not culture what people at a particular point in time and place like to do or not like to do? When did that interpretation change?

Going to clubs as i see is one's own business. As long as drunken people are not shooting large volumes of people in public space and are not raping women on the dance floors, i think what one likes to do and one does not like to do is ones own business. As long as it does not endanger the life of another person, anything under the sun goes. That is what every free country does, we claim to be one.

Moving On..

More blasts, more people killed, more rubbish useless statements that aren't worth a paisa from our world class politicians and leaders. We still move on after burning/cremating our dead and yelling a few words in pain, shedding a few tears in despair and accept the fact of the matter that this is India and our lives are cheaper than a white man or black man elsewhere. No racism here, honestly.

When a Caucasian woman can complain “suspecting people taking inappropriate pictures” of her, when the bitch ventured out at 2 AM in the morning with two complete strangers in an alien country that she stepped into 15 hours ago (despite her husband’s orders to the driver to drop her in the hotel room, which she promptly ignored by skipping the driver and her own car) and the cops closing down every pub in town at 10 PM and frisking every brown man and woman on the road, even the innocent everyday call center job guy/girl driving to work with his/her company badge/ID.

What makes this brown man’s life negotiable? Is it because we are brown, dear government of India or is it because we spend in rupees when you could expect dollars and pounds? The white man left in 1947 or rather we chased him out! I wonder why we are continuously trying to kiss his ass, still?

What I would like to know is does India have an “Intelligence” department? If we do are they doing something or are they still jerking off to kinky DVD’s in front of their computers? Why am I getting the feeling that this is total intelligence failure or maybe lack of intelligence?

I now start getting forwarded SMS about some bomb alert in Chennai tomorrow and to avoid public places where there is a lot of crowd. Do people even know what they are talking about? Do you know that you are talking about a country like India where tailgating and sometimes bruising the bumper of the vehicle in the front is normally the accepted way of driving? Do you even remember how people come and beg you to “adjust” with an unreserved ticket in a reserved train compartment, when there are already 5 seated in a seat for 3?

There is no such thing called “not crowded” places in India. Oh wait! There are family planning hospitals and corporation public schools. It’s always empty and we never go there, not even take shelter when it’s raining like cats and dogs. I guess all of us are safe there. I guess we finally found some use for these places, our crores of rupees blown and completely safe and inhabited bomb shelters!!!

This too shall pass...

We all know the value of Indian life is cheap. Once again our terrorist brothers have done a wonderful deed to re-iterate that fact today in Bangalore. Disappointingly though, the death toll did not even cross 100, hang on it was not even 10, oh hell, just 2? Two is all you got this time? Two? Looks like you’re getting a fucked up appraisal this quarter at work, Mr. Terrorist because I’m not impressed and I bet your Pakistani or whatever boss the heck he is, isn’t either.

I can see the future ahead like I’m a fortune teller of fantastic norms. I bet there will be an enquiry commission and I bet there will be a buzz about this for the next 1 week in the news papers and TV and “The Big Debate” is going to be this topic for a few days to come, after which the Indian press will seriously write useful things like how our favorite big bachan’s are doing a great job for just being there for us and how homely aishwarya rai looked in a sari like an Indian girl when she came to open that school named after her.

'I am shocked and strongly condemn this act aimed at creating panic among the public. I appeal to people to maintain calm and peace and the government is with you,'' said Yeddyurappa.

Why do I get the feeling that the Indian Press and Politicians are actually funding terrorists so that they can bomb more places and they can write about this more while ignoring the recent trading of MP’s in our parliament house. I mean, I seriously don’t get it? If you can buy men for a sum of money inside the parliament why can’t we buy women or children on the roads for the same sum of money? I don’t see how different slave trade or flesh trade is from what our parliamentarians are doing inside the parliament. At least in slavery and flesh trade you are fucking around with one person’s life.

As for the 60 year old senior citizen who died in the blast, sorry lady, I really am. You will be forgotten before your corpse burns at the cremation ground. You are weak and the ones who love you are weak and they have no money. If you are not might then you can no way be right, because might is always right in India and I can tell you firsthand about it. I don’t believe in soul’s but I hope your family at the least gets a decent Rs. 1 lakh as government aid and after all bribing around the thasildhar office and what’s left of the few thousands of it allows them to rebuild their broken hut in their slum or send your grandchild to school.

Truth about creationism

I now have a valid excuse why I don't believe in creationism. I'm worried about the size of my penis. Look at this bloody image....

Every image of a man reaching out to god, they either have a small dick or in this case, almost no dick at all! I don't care if I go to hell, but as long as im alive im gonna have a normal penis and there is no one getting in between me and my tool. Not even god!

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Bad Questions to ask a transsexual.

Awesome Video. I can't relate to this more than now.

It's funny how many of those dumb asses there are really who would really ask such fucked up questions in the first place. I know this personally I get some really fucked up questions all the time. gggawwhh! I wish the world was filled with more smart people who had brains the size of a common ground squirrel and would have the basic moral judgement to know what questions are ok and not ok to ask.

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Blasphemy

A Fancy slytherin talks to eve, fruit of knowledge she does steeve,
Adam shares an innocent bite; mankind tumbles down the night,
Thunder clouds, rumble and roar, yahweh's voice callously soar,
Plague, demon's, fire and storm, sins draw you into harm,
Mankind falls with all its might, doltish eve, adams delight.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Omnipotent, truth and love, mercy, kindness, all above
Maketh us in his dough, needless reason in us he plough,
Set out rules on how to pray, live the day and how we lay,
He foresee and knows all things, did he set out what we'd bring?
For all he made and what he gave, none of us had done a thing.

Knowing all and doing all, what made him let the serpent loose?
Sugary words and simple truth, logic, reason, made us choose,
Playing fair, he does not dare, bend at will and pay his fare,
Watchful eyes, from up the skies, Abraham can kill his mice,
Blood, agony, pain and vice, by his name all is nice.

Moral values, right and wrong, women cannot wear a thong,
In his name shall you fight, keep the virgins, it's your right,
For all that know by lying with man, kill the clan, yes you can,
Reason, Logic, if thou seek, it all so sounds lame and meek,
Ye shall not tell nor ye yell, call it blasphemy in a nutshell.

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Status Messages that will really work.

Sometimes its annoying despite what you put on your IM status message people ping you for all sort of things. Here are some status messages that may really work... (i guess)

1. Busy watching porn, do not disturb (gentlemen, please don't complain if your buddies want a copy of it)
2. Talking with my ex-GF/BF, not in a good mood (this is almost a sure fire, unless your ex see's it)
3. Gotta use the restroom, thanks to my constipation (don't be sorry if people ask you what you ate!)
4. Would you go to bed with me? Ping if its a 'yes'! (you're in deep shit if the yes comes from the person of the same gender)
5. Practicing my swearing capabilities today, ping to assist. (don't complain if someone wants to compete)
6. I'm an atheist, that means you are wrong (better than the others, this may do it, but then....)
7. I can't believe what I'm seeing, can a penis cut hair? (Dave Chapelle may agree)
8. Today's topic, Arranged Marriage vs. Love Marriage. (Indian people have done much of this shit)
9. If you're single, I'm ready to mingle (definitely will scare all the hot women, but the ugly bitches will talk. now gentlemen, on 2nd thoughts do we really want this?)
10. I'm getting married to a rich, bald NRI! (All the hot tambram gals can use this and get away with 99.9% success rate, it's useless hitting on you once you start thinking of a bald NRI, seriously!)

That's all i can think of now. Let me know if you have got better ideas. We may get this on the wikipedia and copyright this shit for royalty or something. Oh, while you are here, please click on some awful Google ads because that will bring me $$$$$.

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Destination Unknown

Planet X you are the real truth
Planet X you are lovely too
Planet X we are a new race
Inhabiting you with a lot of haste
After all of earth we had to waste.

Planet X the crystal maze
A brilliant gem in the sea of space
Now bound for the human race
Destruction swift, so much pace
From after earth’s disgrace

Planet X our plant and trees will take root
Our animals and bird’s you will give food
Give us shelter, livelihood
Make us feel nice and good.

Planet X you are just a means
You come to us only in dreams
We really don’t know to find you where
After all we did to earth was much unfair

Killing the blissful, fine and rare
And now we long form you is your share
Your absence will mean more despair
Planet X, will you be there?

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Hell's Angel - Mother Teresa

A perspective nobody wants to hear about Mother Teresa. One does not need to be an expert in social work or political history to open your eyes and see what is reality. Just take into account what she claimed to be doing and then compare it with what she actually did in reality and you see an enormous gap in the data.

So where did all the money go and where is all that 1500 plus feeding centres established by Mother Teresa in Calcutta? I mean, I was there in Calcutta not a year ago, all I saw was like one broke ass centre which was accessible to a hand picked few Dalit Christians who possessed the food card that allowed you entry into the home that gave away free food.

Secondly, where are those 15000 plus odd people that are fed? The last time I heard it was nothing more than 300 people out of which close to 190 are employees of the Mother's Home themselves.

What more, with all the money and funding she had the Home was nothing better to a refugee camp in Africa. They provide minimal medicines to their sick and ailing inmates, like say brufen, anacin, procin kind of basic tablets doctors do not even prescribe anymore because of their well known side effects and ineffectiveness and also because of the availability of better drugs in the present time.

Then there are mentally challenged women who are almost nude. They don't have proper clothes to cover what a woman needs to cover up in public space, beasts and crotch. Yes, you can see all of that here and no you don't need to be a pervert to keep a peep at the cleavage, Mother's home makes it easier for you by purposefully not dressing up their inmates properly. Why? Because they want you to see starvation, sickness and pain everywhere so that your money will flow into their bank accounts.

They don't treat the sick well because they believe in salvation of the human soul through pain. Jesus Christ suffered at the cross. Similarly they believe in suffering at the hands of disease and attaining salvation through pain.

Hygienic standards, oh yes. They are the best, I could say and I could not be more sarcastic. There is a 6  by 4 bed that everybody lies in, all of them lined up in a hall. No room to move, no adequate ventilation because there are not much fans for the huge hall but for a few. With a high number of communicable disease and the inmates not being able to bathe in a daily basis due to water shortage (because the home cannot afford to buy water, apparently) infection is a critical issue that no one gives a damn about in this place.

It's very confusing to me, Hindu temples like Tirumala and Tirupathi have to pay taxes (approximately US$700 million) and declare their income which is used for maintaining churches and mosques. However Mother's home and any other church/mosque for that matter have a free run here tax free unquestioned about their income and expenditure activities. We know for fact that donations from India alone cross approximately 80 Million US dollars every year.

Where is that money, why do these people have to live in such pathetic conditions despite such enormous funds at their disposal. If this were for anyone else "Human Rights Violation" the press would have screamed, oh well its a Christian outfit and its Mother Teresa, I mean its not some ordinary pauper whom you can do all your yelling on.

All is fair in love and war but Mother Teresa, sorry bitch, you aren't getting my money. I will give it to the local church or nunnery who really feed the poor and take care of them and voluntarily declare their income and expenses and don't convert people and secretly baptise people in the name of charity. You are dead anyway's and you can peacefully burn in hell if there is one in the first place.

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When I really don't mind being a monkey...

Need I say more. Like in Tamil they say "vaazhvu than". Sometimes it feels so lame we outgrew being a monkey. Particularly when you see graphically violent images such as these...

When NO becomes scarce

I'm seriously wondering, when on earth did the word "NO" become a luxury to be used so scarcely? Off late i find people using this very less. Maybe its just me or maybe its the norm or maybe in not in sync with times but this is what is happening.

You walk up to a friend, you scrap em on orkut or send a msg and ask them if they would care to join you out on a weekend plan or a simply day hanging out to kill boredom and the response you get is unbelievable.

I know that a "NO" or a "No Thanks" is a perfect response for every simple situation regardless of the person, place and time involved in any situation. Yet what you get is a direct insult like a "poda vennai", "onakku vera velaye illaya?" or rude upper case shouting to state a simple negative response such as a no. I wonder what part of me is that makes them feel im so cheap enough to take this kind of a treatment.

The fact in reality however is that i take this treatment and pretend as if nothing happens. Often the lame excuse is that i say "people always need a second chance" but truth is i need an excuse. You have to draw a line, if you get rid of every one around you because they don't respond to you like you expect them to then loneliness is the only company you can have.

Isolation is a heaven to visit and a hell to stay.

Update

Okay, so its been quite a while since i update this space. I tell you folks, your personal blog is a fantastic place, why this sudden enlightenment? Because i've been blogging lately at "Chennai Metroblogging" and i tell you the experience has been a real roller coaster ride.

Firstly im not even sure if i fit in that place however i found out that the forum has an advantage of having yourself heard so the offer is not bad after all. I blogged some stuff over there and i was told it was to be a "Chennai related stuff only" info to be posted.

I really did not get it, if a guy buys something and happens to one of the first in chennai and then writes a review about it isnt that unique for chennai? Looks like it is not so according to almost everyone in there which leads me to conclude not everybody could be wrong and accusing me so maybe im wrong!

Nevertheless i've found out this whole new concept of a group of people and they call them "Trolls". Wow, sounds sexy doesn't it? The things they do however are so fucking gay! All they wanna do is piss on you and tell you whatever you wrote is deep shit and they get personal with you too. I've been having quite a lot of fun with these assholes, seriously. I'm giving it right back and its getting interesting, although im advised not to respond or react to any of these so called "trolls". The thing is makes me so spineless if someone bullshits with me and i have to keep quite, im just not taking that advice from the metro blogging peers. I give it write back, i know its bringing more shit in but hey there is no turning back when you are neck deep into it and the last thing on earth a scoripio like me would do is turn back.

Other updates in life other than metro blogging, i got a new camera body. Yippeee, no more changing lenses and dust on sensor issues. Secondly some friends, so called friends have been acting real busy man. Unfortunately i found out co-incidentally (its a small world you see!) that they have not been that real busy as they claim to be and have been having lotsa fun, just that this time around they think they found better friends to hook up with.

So i gave them all the middle finger and i decided im not calling any of these dogs/bitches again.

Long time after i went to mala's place today with a WINE bottle! You gotta see that look on our Iyer/Iyengar brahmna aaththu persigal faces when you get a sarakku bottle home and gift it. Its priceless man! Damn i did not take pictures of these sweet oldies when i got wine home. So much for the fact that it was "DE-Alchoholized Wine" from australia! I guess me and mala would have been slayed to death like one of those english movies with a chainsaw if that was real wine!

Phew! What a conception these tamil movies have brought into the heads of our parents about liquor. I wish i could only get drunk on one teaspoon of wine, that would be great, unfortunately oldies.. alcohol does not work like that and you guys are never gonna understand it.

Planning a photoshoot with a friend by the 4th Nov weekend, i hope this time it does not get postponed like it happened last two times. Lets see how things go.

Thats all the update as of now, lets see how things work out.

C'ya, take care...