Want some suggestions, Dammit!

What kind of questions are the best bet to bring out the creativeness of an individual?? 

Do you have any novel ideas which were considered too out of the box or weren't even considered earlier? It's time to try out your luck as i come around begging for new ideas.

The questions needn't be creative. The answers should provide enough of that commodity as long as your questions help them cross the void of creativity formed because of repetitive brain numbing activities. So please feel free to dump all the ideas which you think can fit the billing. The questions needn't be smart or clever or considerate or formal or senseful but it would help if they were.

(The post should have ended here for what follows is reduntant matter which causes more harm than good).

 

I just need some fodder to let my brain feed on, so that i can churn out some questions. The questions churned out may turn out to be the very ones you sent, but even in that event you will have no rights to go to court and file whatever you file for using stuff without the permission of their owners. 

You see i'm going to be like an anti-Santa who goes about collecting things and that too when you come over to give as opposed to me coming over.

All questions are to be submitted in comment format at the end of this post. The best thing about the comment format is that you have a provision to be anonymous. Now how cool is that

In the event of no comments turning up this post would oblige me to bray, and i would have to make do with my own ideas (The latter scenario ain't a bad position to be in but the former is totally uncool.... which implies that this post makes it essential for me to receive some suggestions even though i could have done without them in the first place. Interesting development that)

p.s:- I believe that (n +1) brains are better than (n) brains and that's been the sole purpose of reaching out to you people.

Me on Myself

I don't claim to have gotten* enlightened whilst sitting under a bodh tree, but yesterday after the 1-1 draw between Manchester United and Chelsea i realised that i was still not yet free from the obsession of material possessions.

Excessive devotion (or devotion for that matter) towards material possessions is a sin and that sin is what i am so fond of committing. Well actually, it isn't the 'obsession' which afflicts me but it is more of the "being under the spell" kind of thing. I have been a sucker for Television ever since i was first introduced to it and this relationship of mine is what i seek to terminate and by terminate, i don't mean like i will never lay my eyes upon it ever again!!, it's just that, if given a choice between watching TV and going out (and "getting a life"), i will choose the latter.

One of the earliest examples which i can recall regarding this case happens to be my learning to tell the time by looking at a watch (of course you think it is stupid that some one actually has to learn looking at a watch but just try teaching that to an infant (and by infant i don't mean a grown up politician->phatta )). The story goes like, i learnt to interpret the time shown by checking with the programmes on on TV at that time (even though i didn't know the time, i knew which show was on at which time even back then). So after a few days of such constant Tv referrals i became adept at the infant-evading art. It was because of this very avocation that i've had spectacles on my big fat nose (not so big but nevertheless fat nose, actually) ever since i was in 2nd standard. 

Looking back at the above passage, i wonder how the art of forming simple sentences that make clear sense evade a "fully accomplished engineering student". I have to say that i am unable to make that passage more coherent, and may be that is because of the fact that i am speaking about myself rather than what i think about other things (Once you come to understand the line, you will realise i am being Honest).

To save you all from the pain of "what the heck is he saying" feeling, i present to you the summary ->

->I've woken up to realise that Tv is a dispensable commodity and the events scheduled on it need not          disrupt what ever you are doing unless of course you are watching some other channel :) .

You were subjected to the above passages only because i chose to sit at home and watch a BPL match instead of going to Charminar and eating Haleem along with my Dad and his friends.

Reader's backlash:-

1)Why the goddamn dramatisation??

monkeys don't dramatise, they just go about their work which unfortunately appears as a drama to others.

2) Why should we read about what you do and not do?

it's my blog and no matter how much i try to not get myself involved there are bound to be such cases. More over, it's my personal feeling that posts pertaining to me are better than those relating to things not-me.

3) I don't see why i should give a damn

i think you have already made this point in the earlier statement and moreover by saying this, don't you think you are giving a damn (i am confused how that is, but i'm not going to retract)

4) why enroll it in the college blogroll for god's sake?

I won't (from now on) if your peers second it

5) Why this dialogue sequence at the end?? do you really fear a backlash?

oops, i'm being a bit too honest

Best of September of last year (part-1)

I want to update my blog but i don't feel like writing. So i am going to take the easy way out and dig in to my older entries :( 

Lame ? yes, but surely better than nothing

Same time last year i was on a posting rampage and that too when my blog had barely any visitors. You see, back then i was yet to know about the existence of a college blogroll and moreover, my friends didn't (read :don't) give a damn.

Best of September of last year:-

Context :- End of third sem Mid-sems

Content -> I write this post wondering whether i burned my tongue or the roof my mouth. The culprit was by the way, not a hot lady (raunchy thoughts, huh), it was just some really hot food. The taste was anything but hot but then what can one expect in a canteen of a research institute. Having said that my performance in the gone-by exams was as tasteless as the aforementioned food.

I know that you don't give a damn about my screwed up grades but anyway, i would like to elaborate a bit on my quite dumb exploits during the course of my exams. First of all, gone are those days when i used to attend classes only for attendance, these days it seems that i even attend exams just for the sake of attendance. The only thing which i usually get right in the examination hall , is my signature on the attendance sheet.

This may feel funny but it damn sure ain't funny. So what do i do during the whole exam, i just keep pondering over how i managed to get myself into such a hopeless situation in the first place. May be this place ain't for me, may be i am so irresponsible or may be i should work hard the next time or may be i should just stop this non-sensical chain of may-be's.

Whatever i do or don't do, this blog will keep getting updated as long as i continue to stay in this non-hot college of mine. I am actually quite amazed that terrorists haven't struck during the past week when festivities reached a feverishly high state.

Context:- Pre mid sems and post WLAN installation in OBHEB

Content-> I have my mid-sems from the day after the day after tomorrow and my preparation is as patchy as this opening sequence. This may not sound original at all, since almost all of your friends must be humming these words in your ears 24 X 7. On the bright side, the exams will last for only three days and they will quite surely disappear into the distant horizons  of my mind, even before i realize what hit me.

I feel like a scavenger right now, feeding on the bits and pieces of wireless signals left unconsumed by my peers. This was supposed to be the case prior to the installation of the wireless routers (in my block) but my condition continues to be the same, thanks to the highly ineffective "state of the art" equipment. Having said that, scavengers tend to lose the art of appreciation after a course of time, which makes them incapable of even distinguishing between the good and rotten food.

Context:- Reviews of FIFA 08 demo and Tarantino's Deathproof

Content-> There is no need to buckle up your seats or anything, for the reviews, are for two completely insignificant man made creations. The first one amongst this happens to be FIFA 08 (demo version). Having been addicted to this game for the past season, i have to say that the new one ain't so different from the old one.

The major and most interesting change has to be the one done to the goal-keeper who has been designed to be a more pro-active figure unlike the previous editions where he almost never left his line. Since i have played only the demo version i haven't had a chance to find out about the new " Be a Pro" feature where you get to play with a single player for the whole course of the match.

Coming to the visual aspect, the turf seems greener and the stands seem fuller but the clarity has clearly gone astray. I am hoping that, that won't be the case with the full version.

The other review is concerned with the Tarantino part of " Grindhouse" namely "Deathproof ". True to his usual conventional style,Tarantino has managed to churn out yet another unconventional movie. (I am not complaining though)

The beginning part of the movie runs solely on the finer side of feminism (which happens to include some vulgar yet appealing body movements designed to present the character as bootylicious). The fun really begins in the "after six months" segment where the director moves away from the ladies' tushies (finally) to concentrate on some freaky car rides.

I would have dismissed this movie as thrash except for the last 30 mins which are really fun to watch. I would recommend this movie only to men, as women might find this one a bit offending. Go ahead gentlemen , have a blast :) .

Context:- Present Day

Content:- Enough for today, see you later