We Have Moved

...and if you still wanna waste whatever little time you are left with in this world, let me know in the comments...

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Track: Old Souls Artist: Hans Zimmer Album: Inception OST Vaidu’s classification:Soundtrack

In sickness and in sickness

Pardon me for not writing too often lately.... ha ha ha ha ha, who am I kidding, who fucking cares... ha ha ha ha ha... rotflmao...

Anyways, jokes apart, the only reason I hadn't been writing was to save the universe. You ask how? Here's how: The huge number of posts I had made last year around this time (September - November) had started causing abnormalities in the Space-Time Continuum, tearing the very fabric of Space and ..er ..uhm ..Time, causing people to age faster and television commercials to appear longer... Misanthropist that I am, I still couldn't bring myself to being responsible for the large scale destruction of all creation as we know it. So...

Another (more plausible?) explanation could also be my sickness. For you see, I have been having a Malariffic time lately. Contracting the disease twice in two months.

Interesting anecdotes from the first time:
The blood test reported negative for Malaria.

As mother read out 104 degrees from the thermometer, I wondered aloud, what after 104, why are there markings till 108. Updated my Facebook status message with some shit like, "managed to breach the 104 mark on the thermometer... Next is what?".
Remember that post on Fate's Warning? I should start paying heed to my own words once in a while, if not always.
A day later, 3 blankets couldn't stop me from shivering and the same thermometer read 105.5 degrees...
Patients at the clinic complained that I was heating up the place.

So this time around, I kept the trap shut.

Interesting observations from the second time:
The blood test reported positive for Malaria.

I was wearing my Kachua chchaap Tantra tee the day I was diagnosed.



Bad news people, it doesn't work. So now on don't ask me...

Now that I have missed my team's Matheran trip, I'll be joining office tomorrow.

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Vaidu’s classification: Progressive Black Metal

One Year On

...she forces out a "Thanks a lot..", in return to my birthday wish, the sarcasm in which she probably failed to sense.

Violent Lucidity

It's about 1 am. I find myself staring at the switchboard near my foot. Mother, perhaps in her sleep, tells me that this is the hour of the beasts. She asks me to check if the front door is shut properly.

Oddly it is open. I get up and proceed towards it to shut it, half asleep.

As I approach it, I see a figure in white standing just outside, as if waiting for me. Before I can make any sense of it, a creature, as white as the figure at the door, pounces on me. I struggle to close the door before it can force its claws through. I notice that it is on a leash, the other end of which is in the hands of the figure, who by this time is looking more and more human.

The creature is by now breathing down on me. Its warm breath reeks of blood. I gather all my strength and give the door a final push, shoving the beast out along with it. The door shuts.

I head back to my bed, wondering how this could be made into a interesting post.

A Sorrowful Farewell

From my childhood unto this day, I have experienced no greater sorrow than having to watch the paddy fields and the coconut groves flash by, as the Nethravti Express leaves Trishivaperoor, chugging along on the serpentine route, towards Shornur, leaving the former a memory that will slowly continue to diminish until the next summer vacation.

The summer vacation part is history now anyways... I fear the rest will come to an end too, soon...

When I said in my earlier post that I hope that my trip be eventful, I certainly wasn't expecting this.
Hardly a month after my cousin's marriage (the reason I had gone there two months back), my uncle passed away...
Making the return journey, after all his rites were done, all the more difficult...

With him no longer being there, the chances of my visiting the home town reduces even more, than it has since school (and hence summer vacations) got over.
For a creature of nostalgia like me, it gets tough...

I just hope that I don't find myself uttering those dreaded words, "I'll miss going there...", because I want to keep going there... keep despising the thought of returning back to this cess-pool I still like to call home... keep looking at those paddy fields and coconut groves as they whiz by, refusing to part with anything, other than some memories for me to carry back 'home'...

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Kongratulasuns

Completed three years of employment in the Indian IT Industry, this week.
The Gods were pleased it seems, pleased enough to bless me with a total Solar eclipse. Followed by some heavy rains and the highest tides in a 100 years...
Things are looking bright...

As for not posting for so long, it gets really tiring after 8-10 hours of work, 2-3 hours of Counter Strike and then 1-2 hours of traveling back home...
Hope to take some time out for posting more often. (I say that a lot)

Good to see A-One-Shoe-Man posting again... He seemed to have forgotten the purpose of his blog...

Thus ends the week...

A week of ale drinking ends today...
Off to the native land for a week now... The clean air, the rains, the coconut trees, the feminine famine... hmm...

(Hope it'd be eventful enough for a slightly more interesting post...)