42 Quirks

“Psychics can make vague predictions and later claim credit for anything that was near the mark. The media tells the story of the fascinating successes and ignores the failures as being not newsworthy. The public gets the impression that psychics can locate dead bodies with regularity. In fact, such cases have been rare and probably a result of geniuslevel pattern recognition, or luck, or simple exaggeration.”

- God’s Debris by Scott Adams [PDF] pp. 81

At least 80 percent of chats in the world would end flawlessly, if we all chose to accept a “:-)” as the counterpart of “Hello?!”

So, who’s with me?

Here’s the pep talk that SRK gives the girls of the Indian National Women’s Hockey team before their final Match against Australia.

Anyone care to make the necessary changes and give it to the Coach of the Indian Cricket Team? (The ‘official’ BCCI XI, of course!)

Wait, do we even have a coach?

Well, anyway, here goes:

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{Thanks a ton to Google Indic Transliteration. They always manage to surprise me… :)}
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“Things make a difference.

It’s your duty to look out for them – or is it?”

- Written in a state of drunkenness, three beers and one large vodka down during the Mirchi Party. The writing is legible, although not one to win any awards anytime soon…

The Mirchi Party happened at Leather Lounge, M.G. Road on Wednesday the 7th. The Pune Office cleared all Sales targets, in fact overshot them. And so we celebrated. Mad music, madder dancing.

I can’t remember for the life of me, when or why I wrote the above. I found it in the morning in my pocket.

Oh, and by the way, this dude is now *officially* an RJ. Hmmm.

(Poem by solbeam, Image creator unknown.)

I am lovin’ it!! :)

There’s nothing to tell. No direct or proximate cause. You just wake up one day and you aren’t a part of your life. You know this. Your life doesn’t belong to you. Your body is not, I don’t know how to make you feel the force of this, yours. There’s just life, living itself. You don’t have it. You don’t have anything to do with it. That’s all. It doesn’t sound like much, but believe me. It’s like when you hypnotize someone and persuade them there’s a big pile of mattresses outside their window. They no longer see a reason not to jump.

– Quoted by Kryzstof “Dubdub” Waterford-Wajda in “Fury“, by Salman Rushdie.

I no longer see a reason not to jump. And I haven’t even been hypnotized yet. No, not even self-hypnosis. What’s more, I even know for a fact that there are NO matressess outside my window. Yet, I no longer see a reason not to jump.

I read -no, make that devour- books or listen to music to pass my time. I drink insane amounts of coffee, and spend crazy money clogging up my system with carcinogenic substances.

I have a great job and a fantastic boss, and extremely supportive co-workers. I have great friends who are pursuing knowledgeable pursuits.

I talk to people who know what they are doing, who are masters in what they do. I learn from them, more than I ever learnt at the University, more than I could ever expect to learn. Heck, pretty soon I am gonna even become one of those people.

Yet, I feel incomplete, somehow.

There’s nothing to tell. No direct or proximate cause. I just woke up to-day and I ain’t a part of my life. I know this. My life does not belong to me. My body is not -I don’t know how to make you feel the force of this- mine. There’s just life, living itself. I don’t have it. I don’t have anything to do with it. That’s all. It doesn’t sound like much, but believe me. It’s like you hypnotized me and persuaded me there’s a big pile of mattresses outside my window. I no longer see a reason not to jump.

Should I jump?

… or the first day of 2006??

Well, optimism rules. So here’s a

Happy New Year!!

Look at the two images closely. The left one is snarling and the right one is calm. Now either squint your eyes or look at the images from a distance. See a switch?

Lif is like that. It often deceives you.

But then you squint at it and say,”Hey you, Life, you are givin’ me a raw deal here. And I ain’t gonna take that!! So screw you!”

I am glad I found the strength to say that when it was needed the most… Thanx to you ppl.

Living an anonymous life is not so easy, eh? You gotta hide an identity and maintain one at the same time. Your material identity tries to influence your virtual identity and vice-versa. The constant struggle between these two identities gets you (I wonder, what that means) down sometimes. But you choose to go on…

The world lies before you. you take one look and go,

“Uh, oh! I am not going there, It’s too fuckin’ huge!!”

And then you hear a voice, “Yeah, so?” And then -

Your feet start moving,
Your heart starts beating,
Your brain starts thinking,
Your eyes start seeing,
Your ears start listening.
You begin to feel and experience…
The wonderful journey called Life.

Here’s wishing all of you a very Happy New Year and prosperous life ahead.

Disclaimer:
This illusion was created by Phillippe G.Schyns and Aude Oliva of the Univ.of Glasgow. You can find more about the illusion on Dr. Phillippe’s site. They have presented a paper on the Cognitive Perception in Human psychology.