- 10:17 pm

to close your eyes in the dead silence of the night and just listen to the everything of nothing around you; and soon youll start hearing the something within you.

that its a part of your being that keeps you as you are makes its all the more spectacular, but that it stands for something beyond any comprehension removes it from definition.


were we as wolves,
to cry wild and free


fin

- 11:22 pm

in any case i was stumblin about j8 with my old chum nadia when we came across the above sign. the fruit stall aunty really got it goin on.

the word of the day is: ALLUSIONS


bhavan agrees

IN OTHER NEWS

honey i shrunk the vadi


fin

- 9:14 pm

tell the world you dont know me

and god would know that you do not lie. we live in a mess, too many lives about so many objectives, personas and beliefs such that they cross and double cross and triple cross and get tangled up in the infinite length of their being, knotted and pulled to such tautness that we live in constant fear of the final snap, a culmination of our accumulated insecurities and idiocy when time ends and all hearts stay still, and not for want of love.

we should all live in silence.

fin

- 11:53 am

happy birthday papa



my dad is mega awesome


fin

- 12:42 am

this butterfly is not mine
flown away and lost in time
through love affairs of our design
living a memory was always a crime

this butterfly lived a day
two years ago so far away
love no less
remembered still
like dead white lilies
on the window sill

this butterfly was never here
a dream of rememberance
a memory held dear
so long ago
yet i owe you forever
i'll always end up waiting
for never.

thank you for the butterfly
love song of night and day
because you have given
what no other has,
and taken what no other
will ever truly possess.

you took a spirit
and made it your own
ran with it forever
until it was flown

fly high fly free
but always remember
the memory

starbucks zara 2004


fin

- 12:30 am

and what better way to break in the new raul no.7 seven spain jersey than with 4 splendidly taken goals in todays match, denied a fifth by ambitch but slotting four more past his despairing self as he lunged and cavorted about in a frenzy of flailing limbs and utter stupidity only for the ball to be sent rolling neatly straight through his legs. running from the right flank never looked so good. took two goals in saturdays 5-5 draw, and four goals in the 7-5 win.

commons start tomorrow, and the fact that things look strangely drably normal acts as the provisorship of solace in these strangely unruffled times.

tournament got postponed. bless these cloudless skies.


fin

- 2:16 am

"that something was going wrong within me...just for me to locate it...and find out what it is...the notion of being a lightbulb and yearns..."
-a pearl of wisdom from sun wukong

as it turns out my pupils are dilating and i cannot post much for the company of hazmi sarah james nadia and bhavan, together with our buddy, the impending commons.

and then, theres taking care of little soyuz.

fin

- 3:55 am

RONALDO O FENOMENA!


fin

- 1:58 pm

for those who reign in singlehood, unburdened; live longest, to conquering the senses and in all glory


hittin nirvana;
remix style like

be wary of my
multi coloured aspersions
holding 3 white lilies

fin

- 6:45 pm

talk about avventura de akesh te hazmi. today was unforgettably brilliant. hazmi azura and i had lunch and we sent her off before walkin across the road at the traffic junction. suddenly this old woman comes up to us and asks where the nearest 56 bus stop is. so we point her to some random bus stop when she suddenly says

"im CID. yes i am CID. i know i am drunk but im still steady! i drink so much because i was just raped and molested."

so we're all yeah right. "call the police lah"

"i cant, i am CID. i have a car but i need to take a bus because i drink too much, i got a honda prelude. you see this?"
suddenly old biddy rolls up her sleeve and WHAT THE FUCK
she got some dragon phoenix shit goin on


and if you thought that was it

she got some whole i love dad i love jesus shit goin on and then shes shakin hands with hazmi cos she says theyre both muslim and then doin secret handshakes and askin for a photo with him like hes some war vet. think she had a crush on him.

sugar how you get so fly

then shes all "father is important. without father no child. father good."
so all this while im snapping away pretending to be interested in conversation when she wants a picture with me, so im all hold up i need to tie my laces.

thats when i shouted fuck! and ran like a madman, hazmi close behind and the swiggin sister in hot pursuit.

of long days and runnin aways

fin

- 4:05 pm

hazmi hooks up


he sho knows how to pick em


fin

- 11:12 pm

for the glory that is soccer
in 4 hours my beloved brasil will take on croatia

dida

[cafu] [juan] [lucio] [roberto carlos]
[ze roberto] [emerson]
[kaka] [ronaldinho]
[adriano] [ronaldo]

-rogerio ceni
-cicinho
-robinho
-juninho pernambucano
-julio baptista


BRASIL!

its the world cup. permit me to lose my sanity.

fin

- 11:23 pm

18

10th june 2006
its been a brilliant past two days, and all this has been mainly due to a very special bunch of people whom i'd like to thank.

id like to thank my dad for everything. there is nothing that can be said here that can be expressed in words, so i'll leave it at that, but yeah; i love papa.

thanks to my hairdresser at the raffles mens salon, ms yan who is awesome. thank you for the cake, the borders gift card and the affection. you really are the best.

thanks to uncle vasu and aunty shanta for the brilliant party, to uncle rada and uncle don and everybody else who was there and especially to dipak and haresh for making this day so so special.

thanks to dheesha, for wishing me first, and krinesh for wishing me last. thanks to nadia grace sihong mansheel lily sindhu waikit bhavan fiona pratap arvind candice namita kristine rekha sarah hazmi and everybody else who wished me, you are all loved. and of course, mr james, who forgot. thank you all so much.

its been a great transition, being ushered in to 18 with a johnny walker black label on the rocks, and so cheers to all of you.

thank you all so much

fin

- 10:34 pm

Black night is not right
I don't feel so bright
I don't care to sit tight
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
That I'm free, free to be me
Black night is a long way from home


I don't need a dark tree
I don't want a rough sea
I can't feel, I can't see
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
That I'm free, free to be me
Black night is a long way from home


Black night, black night
I don't need black night
I can't see dark night
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
That I'm free, free to be me
Black night is a long way from home

fin

- 4:32 pm

seeing as to how RJCs indian celebration day was just over on saturday, i figured that as i happened to be reading the ramayana again it would be nice to include such pearls of wisdom as i have discovered in the english edition by c.rajagopalchari down here for the viewing pleasure of all. see if you can spot all the double entendres!

"Instead of yielding to unavailing sorrow, let us be manly and active."
-lakshmana to raama after seeta disappeared

"Squeezed irresistably by the pressure of his feet the hill threw out springs of water, like the rut flowing down the cheeks of the elephant. many coloured veins of ore burst out of the rock. from the caves the beasts emerged with panic stricken outcries. hooded serpents emitting venom bit the rock and sparks flew out."

"eloi! lama sabachthaani!"
-jeezy c's last words

"chyang geting ke makmak"
-what he really said, according to professor muruthi

so lets head for the barricade

fin

- 11:16 pm

its been a long time since ive written this, but i hurt my ankle today during the game. it was brilliant because today there were 23 of us- with wei nan and leon who are waiting for university coming back and alex, who is soon to be doing law playing. it was almost like old times for the four of us, back to 5 years ago when the group was almost completely different save for maybe boon and russell. played both days over the weekend, when we won yesterday (but was frustrating cos i hit the post 4 times) and won 2-1 again today. dipak volleyed the first against us but wei nan smashed home the equaliser. i almost scored with a shot from the right but uncle saved it brilliantly, and then, 15 minutes before time i sent a ball over the top and jamal was through; he hit it midair and it bounced into the corner for the winner. good game. now they got some hedge plants along the side the left wing is considerably smaller. fuck. bought a pair of adidas predators today for $230 and played; of course i had to lose one of my studs. tough.

its been pretty hectic recently though im glad to say im into the globalisation of the cold war; and yesterday turned up an hour late for the injun performance after the game. some parts were good; the dancing bit especially but i cringed through the rest with this other guy who dint know tamil either. quite irritating because everybody actually understands english and we're not compromising any cultural heritage bullshit by speaking in a language everybody understands. its indian cultural society. that includes the northies too y'know. the emcees were horrid. im sure they tried and stuff but after remarking on a particularly busty guy, i was told that the four of them were girls. the horror, the horror. well, to them (and bhavans creature), whoever you are, you sure got guts, and YOU DA MAN. yeah, all of you. anyways cheers to all you ICS people. cheers to arvind vishal ramana dheesha bhavan raama narpal and because i love her so, aishwarya rai. cheers to good stuff, and for the sake of multiracialism, [insert chinese name here]. heres to you.

fin

- 12:45 am

so lets
you and i


go do the show high
and give em the lets go



any takers?



fin

mr lovva lovva


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