9 o clock friday evening the 7th of april, the gang is ready and the party started,Ended at 3 in the morning on the 8th,Loads of vodka, and an awesome cake,A slightly weird candle setup on the cake,An unbelievable day on the 8th,Loads of smiles, wishes and gifts,Not to forget loads of beer,Family and Friends were there,Calls and Sms came in all day long,Missed a few special people in the party,Suprise calls, loads more beer and poker, Gokarting and more poker.
Finally the party ended. 2 in the morning on monday.
Thanks all you guys, My Birthday was an 'Absolut' Blast
April 10, 2006
April 03, 2006
Blue Skies From Pain
Piercin words that leave a scar
Not thought of, or was it really?
The reward for bein sensitive
For lending a heart
For having a soul.
What have I have done to deserve this?
Is bein there such a crime?
Maybe bein there for you, is.
Endless nights, revealing conversations,
Eerie Silence, Scary turn of events
A lump in the heart thinking bout your next move,
hour, second
Why does it hurt so much to let go,
To be a mute spectator
Like people dont even exist?
A million thoughts flood my brain
with a heavy heart, I try to dissect
A postmortem of sorts
Is it really worth all this pain?
Is it really worth all this struggle?
Is this really what your made of?
Been thro this before
Didnt mind going thro it again
Dont think I want to anymore.
It took twenty minutes to get me shattered
It will take forever to mould me back
You still teach me the concept of life
Even after your gone
Even after you want me out
Even after you feel meeting me was a mistake
The worst ever, you say.
Guess you have made your decision
Taken a call and will move on
I will do the same, Better than Ever.
A rebirth is long due
Or WAS .
Not thought of, or was it really?
The reward for bein sensitive
For lending a heart
For having a soul.
What have I have done to deserve this?
Is bein there such a crime?
Maybe bein there for you, is.
Endless nights, revealing conversations,
Eerie Silence, Scary turn of events
A lump in the heart thinking bout your next move,
hour, second
Why does it hurt so much to let go,
To be a mute spectator
Like people dont even exist?
A million thoughts flood my brain
with a heavy heart, I try to dissect
A postmortem of sorts
Is it really worth all this pain?
Is it really worth all this struggle?
Is this really what your made of?
Been thro this before
Didnt mind going thro it again
Dont think I want to anymore.
It took twenty minutes to get me shattered
It will take forever to mould me back
You still teach me the concept of life
Even after your gone
Even after you want me out
Even after you feel meeting me was a mistake
The worst ever, you say.
Guess you have made your decision
Taken a call and will move on
I will do the same, Better than Ever.
A rebirth is long due
Or WAS .
March 29, 2006
Untitled
I was there when there was love blossoming
I was there when there was a ray of hope
I was there when everyone thought there was no hope
I was there when it reached rock bottom
I was there when you wanted to go bottoms up
I was there when there was only an endless pit
I was there when you were drained
I was there when you were getting back
I was there when you wanted to start afresh
I was there at your new start
I was there when life was fresh
I was there when you made a choice
I was there when the world was against you
I was there when the stars were not with you
I was there when love was not with you
I was there THEN
I am there NOW
I shall always be there
But now you want me out,
For now
Forever …
I was there when there was a ray of hope
I was there when everyone thought there was no hope
I was there when it reached rock bottom
I was there when you wanted to go bottoms up
I was there when there was only an endless pit
I was there when you were drained
I was there when you were getting back
I was there when you wanted to start afresh
I was there at your new start
I was there when life was fresh
I was there when you made a choice
I was there when the world was against you
I was there when the stars were not with you
I was there when love was not with you
I was there THEN
I am there NOW
I shall always be there
But now you want me out,
For now
Forever …
March 13, 2006
Lonesome Tonight
A family of five sitting on the floor. A feast spread in front. Its a festival each day. The days happening discussed over sambar and rasam. A dash of potato fry to spice up the conversation. A pinch of sarcasm, bucket full of humor, a lot of client bashing and spirituality for dessert. Gluttony sets in at the end of it all.
Cut to one man sitting alone on a chair. A voice calls out “what would you like to have sir”? “The Usual” comes the reply, without lifting the head. A plate with food is placed under the nose. The plate is empty in a while, the stomach could be full, the heart is always empty….
Sloth sets in Now.
Edit 1 : Australia can now kiss my butt.. What a match. What an unbelievable match. I can die in peace now. I feel like India has won the world Cup.
Edit 2 : I hate the finance minister. They have increased the price of Cigs
Cut to one man sitting alone on a chair. A voice calls out “what would you like to have sir”? “The Usual” comes the reply, without lifting the head. A plate with food is placed under the nose. The plate is empty in a while, the stomach could be full, the heart is always empty….
Sloth sets in Now.
Edit 1 : Australia can now kiss my butt.. What a match. What an unbelievable match. I can die in peace now. I feel like India has won the world Cup.
Edit 2 : I hate the finance minister. They have increased the price of Cigs
March 06, 2006
TAGOMANIA
You are tagged.
And then I start running and this time around not chasing someone but chasing my own dreams. Tags are at it again, and they are even more fierce than the bird flu. Guess turning vegetarian is of no use after all.
There have been quite a lot of people who have tagged me for a number of different things. And though I enjoy reading most of them, its a different ball game altogether when it is me who is on the line of fire. I always have a whole of things to say about others, but when it comes to talking bout me, I always seem to get stuck. Am going to give it a shot this time.
About Arvind aka The Absolut Iyer.
* Im the president of the “Women, you cant live with them and you cant live without them” Club. I have been successfully promoting this club for a while now.
* I love music and I love writing, been searching for a job that pays me for doing that and that pays me a fat sum at the end of each month.
* I have been in love, I know how it feels, I have been hurt real bad and I still feel it sometimes. I think every person has to fall in love at least once in their life time. I think you learn a whole lot of things being in a relationship with someone. (The crush or love with that professor from school and college doesnt count though).
* I call myself a MEDIA SCIENTIST, and I really am proud of that name. I have had a taste of all medium so far and I think I enjoy the pressure and satisfaction that this industry provides me all the freaking time.
* They say behind every man there is a woman, and I believe behind every man there is a butt. Prove me wrong anybody, somebody.
* I love to dance and I love to sing, just that there are no takers. (How bout a sample Saturday night?)
* I curse myself every morning for not picking up the habit of reading.(And no, starting now wont solve the purpose and Mad, Calvin & Hobbes and Google doesnt count)
* I pray everyday and am very spiritually inclined. I thank my family for that.
* Always dream of waking up one day and Googling my name and finding a million hits.
* I think am a peoples person. I love being around people and I dont really enjoy being left alone.
* There are very few people in this world who I hate, George Bush tops the list and a jerk from college is a close second.
* I detest hypocrites, but I also understand that we are all one ourselves. So dont be very obvious with me, and then youve had it.
* I have never peed in my pants. (just had to write that)
* I love writing mails to people and sometimes I also write Snail Mails.
* I have a tattoo on my left arm which I designed three years ago and I think that is my most prized possession. And I want to get some more tattoos done.
* Love English Language the most next to Tamil. Thanks Dad. But next time please dont make corrections on my report card or any application form.
* Im the biggest job switcher in town. It takes a lot for something to get under my skin (not shirt) but when something does, I try and get out of it ASAP.
* Im a total sucker for women with expressive eyes and beautiful hair. If you think you have it, give me a shout.
* My life so far – Family, Music, Coffee, Women, More Music and loads more Coffee.
* I love traveling. I firmly believe that one gets to understand a lot in life through traveling. People, Culture, food and a whole lot more and that is what makes a person.
* The maximum I have had to drink on one day. New Years Eve 2005. 5 Rounds of Absolut, 3 Pints of Beer and losing count after the 10th shot of Tequila. “Sun is shining”!
* It doesnt take much for me to get acquainted with someone. I can strike a conversation with a total stranger and at the end of it all we are no longer strangers. I have made quite a lot of real good friends thanks to this quality of mine.
* I have met a transsexual one evening in a coffee shop and ended up having the most amazing conversation of my entire life for the next six hours. (To the nosy-cozy couple sitting next to me…Bugger off or here are the keys to my apartment)
* I have been threatened at gun point once by a jerk in a coffee shop. (Most of the interesting things in my life have happened in a coffee shop. They say a lot can happen over coffee, Coffee day I think needs to make a movie out of all this)
* I can write abstract poetry at the snap of a finger. (Ok, you can stop now) Heres something that I wrote thinking bout another point.
Believe
Silence Speaks Volumes
Twisted, Bent and Disturbed
Strange faces, staring at you
Trying to talk, Converse
Make sense? Make Meaning?
Synonyms in the name of Truth
Truth is Non-Existent
For the Non-Believer
I am …..A Believer.
* I wanted to become a cricketer and play for India. Realized two very important things. One I dont have the whole package and two; my dad is not rich enough.
* Buy me coffee and talk to me about anything under the sun; I will be your friend for life.
* I love photography and I think “A picture speaks a thousand words”, try telling my Editor that.
* Two people I relate to a lot: 1. Joey – From Friends and 2. Saif – From Dil Chahta Hai.
* My mother thinks am a born Entertainer. I think she is always RIGHT.
* 5 things I cant live without: 1. My Hair band 2.A Pen 3. My scribbling pad 4. My crystal 5. My phone. A Deo, wallet, my torn pair of jeans are a given.
* Im really proud of my voice. No wonder I had a decent fan following when I was an RJ. (Yes, modesty is my middle name)
* I love observing people. Ive had the best times sitting in a railway station or an airport or a coffee shop (again) observing people and trying to link the many words and conversations that I happen to hear. The sights and sounds are just too interesting to let go.
* I love Sashi, Sandhya and Thejas to bits. They are everything to me. God bless those three little ones. Too bad kids grow up :(
* My long term dream is to either make a movie and cast Nandita Das or act in a movie with her. She is gorgeous – Period.
Wow. What started out as a small post to kill time has come down to three pages on my laptop. I think this is too much information about me and then they say a blog is a private journal. English is a very funny language.
That’s all folks. You can go home now! Cheers.
And then I start running and this time around not chasing someone but chasing my own dreams. Tags are at it again, and they are even more fierce than the bird flu. Guess turning vegetarian is of no use after all.
There have been quite a lot of people who have tagged me for a number of different things. And though I enjoy reading most of them, its a different ball game altogether when it is me who is on the line of fire. I always have a whole of things to say about others, but when it comes to talking bout me, I always seem to get stuck. Am going to give it a shot this time.
About Arvind aka The Absolut Iyer.
* Im the president of the “Women, you cant live with them and you cant live without them” Club. I have been successfully promoting this club for a while now.
* I love music and I love writing, been searching for a job that pays me for doing that and that pays me a fat sum at the end of each month.
* I have been in love, I know how it feels, I have been hurt real bad and I still feel it sometimes. I think every person has to fall in love at least once in their life time. I think you learn a whole lot of things being in a relationship with someone. (The crush or love with that professor from school and college doesnt count though).
* I call myself a MEDIA SCIENTIST, and I really am proud of that name. I have had a taste of all medium so far and I think I enjoy the pressure and satisfaction that this industry provides me all the freaking time.
* They say behind every man there is a woman, and I believe behind every man there is a butt. Prove me wrong anybody, somebody.
* I love to dance and I love to sing, just that there are no takers. (How bout a sample Saturday night?)
* I curse myself every morning for not picking up the habit of reading.(And no, starting now wont solve the purpose and Mad, Calvin & Hobbes and Google doesnt count)
* I pray everyday and am very spiritually inclined. I thank my family for that.
* Always dream of waking up one day and Googling my name and finding a million hits.
* I think am a peoples person. I love being around people and I dont really enjoy being left alone.
* There are very few people in this world who I hate, George Bush tops the list and a jerk from college is a close second.
* I detest hypocrites, but I also understand that we are all one ourselves. So dont be very obvious with me, and then youve had it.
* I have never peed in my pants. (just had to write that)
* I love writing mails to people and sometimes I also write Snail Mails.
* I have a tattoo on my left arm which I designed three years ago and I think that is my most prized possession. And I want to get some more tattoos done.
* Love English Language the most next to Tamil. Thanks Dad. But next time please dont make corrections on my report card or any application form.
* Im the biggest job switcher in town. It takes a lot for something to get under my skin (not shirt) but when something does, I try and get out of it ASAP.
* Im a total sucker for women with expressive eyes and beautiful hair. If you think you have it, give me a shout.
* My life so far – Family, Music, Coffee, Women, More Music and loads more Coffee.
* I love traveling. I firmly believe that one gets to understand a lot in life through traveling. People, Culture, food and a whole lot more and that is what makes a person.
* The maximum I have had to drink on one day. New Years Eve 2005. 5 Rounds of Absolut, 3 Pints of Beer and losing count after the 10th shot of Tequila. “Sun is shining”!
* It doesnt take much for me to get acquainted with someone. I can strike a conversation with a total stranger and at the end of it all we are no longer strangers. I have made quite a lot of real good friends thanks to this quality of mine.
* I have met a transsexual one evening in a coffee shop and ended up having the most amazing conversation of my entire life for the next six hours. (To the nosy-cozy couple sitting next to me…Bugger off or here are the keys to my apartment)
* I have been threatened at gun point once by a jerk in a coffee shop. (Most of the interesting things in my life have happened in a coffee shop. They say a lot can happen over coffee, Coffee day I think needs to make a movie out of all this)
* I can write abstract poetry at the snap of a finger. (Ok, you can stop now) Heres something that I wrote thinking bout another point.
Believe
Silence Speaks Volumes
Twisted, Bent and Disturbed
Strange faces, staring at you
Trying to talk, Converse
Make sense? Make Meaning?
Synonyms in the name of Truth
Truth is Non-Existent
For the Non-Believer
I am …..A Believer.
* I wanted to become a cricketer and play for India. Realized two very important things. One I dont have the whole package and two; my dad is not rich enough.
* Buy me coffee and talk to me about anything under the sun; I will be your friend for life.
* I love photography and I think “A picture speaks a thousand words”, try telling my Editor that.
* Two people I relate to a lot: 1. Joey – From Friends and 2. Saif – From Dil Chahta Hai.
* My mother thinks am a born Entertainer. I think she is always RIGHT.
* 5 things I cant live without: 1. My Hair band 2.A Pen 3. My scribbling pad 4. My crystal 5. My phone. A Deo, wallet, my torn pair of jeans are a given.
* Im really proud of my voice. No wonder I had a decent fan following when I was an RJ. (Yes, modesty is my middle name)
* I love observing people. Ive had the best times sitting in a railway station or an airport or a coffee shop (again) observing people and trying to link the many words and conversations that I happen to hear. The sights and sounds are just too interesting to let go.
* I love Sashi, Sandhya and Thejas to bits. They are everything to me. God bless those three little ones. Too bad kids grow up :(
* My long term dream is to either make a movie and cast Nandita Das or act in a movie with her. She is gorgeous – Period.
Wow. What started out as a small post to kill time has come down to three pages on my laptop. I think this is too much information about me and then they say a blog is a private journal. English is a very funny language.
That’s all folks. You can go home now! Cheers.
February 21, 2006
Casapicola Kashayam
This is going to be one of those posts, just coz I love the title. I just happened to coin this title and I thought it made a lot of sense as to wats goin on in life at the moment. I have been very busy in life, which is not something totally new to me and not something that is new to the ones who come in to my blog and read it. But work has been absolutely kick ass, just finished an event, a huge one at that for one of our corporate clients and it totally rocked and knocked the clients off their feet. Am completely thrilled with the feedback that we have received so far.
At the end of it all am feeling drained, totally out of energy and just needed to sit down, relax and get some focus back in life. That’s what my uncle told me, when I sat with him in our regular hang out over some filter kaapi. Having worked in all the possible medium so far and having made a considerable contribution in all, I was amazed that I didn’t have an answer when my uncle asked me what I really wanted to do in life? Right from the time I knew how to spell media and advertising, I think that is what I wanted to do in life. But media is so diverse that you really can’t get out of a spot when you are subject to one and not be clear about what one wants from media and in media.
I enjoy my discussions with family and friends. One day am sitting and talking bout the prakruthi and the purusha and the next moment am talking bout which night club to go and let my hair down. That is the beauty of my life. Extremely well educated people surround me and pass on their Gyan from life, what they have gone through, what they have understood in life and what they have made out of their own lives. To each his own they say, but well when someone gives their own, you better take it or try and get the max out of it.
I very strongly believe that every time am under the cloud or every time am not physically upto it, is the time I take to rediscover life and to understand myself better. I feel sick now, physically, mentally and emotionally. But at the same time am really charged up. Call me crazy, call me weird, but well that is the feeling am in at the moment. Can’t move a muscle in my body right now. Burning with fever, sipping on a hot cup of milk (thanx sam for the advice) and typing this. And tomorrow I have a brand new day. A brand new opportunity to go out there and kick some serious butt, and not to forget meet a person good in paati vaidhyam (Granny therapy, god that sounds so weird when you try to translate something that is so typically south Indian) and drink kashayam in casapicola. She has in a way opened the doors to all possibilities. And I bloody well take it with both my arms stretched though that would mean finish the entire bottle of Iodex spray on my whole body tonight.
At the end of it all am feeling drained, totally out of energy and just needed to sit down, relax and get some focus back in life. That’s what my uncle told me, when I sat with him in our regular hang out over some filter kaapi. Having worked in all the possible medium so far and having made a considerable contribution in all, I was amazed that I didn’t have an answer when my uncle asked me what I really wanted to do in life? Right from the time I knew how to spell media and advertising, I think that is what I wanted to do in life. But media is so diverse that you really can’t get out of a spot when you are subject to one and not be clear about what one wants from media and in media.
I enjoy my discussions with family and friends. One day am sitting and talking bout the prakruthi and the purusha and the next moment am talking bout which night club to go and let my hair down. That is the beauty of my life. Extremely well educated people surround me and pass on their Gyan from life, what they have gone through, what they have understood in life and what they have made out of their own lives. To each his own they say, but well when someone gives their own, you better take it or try and get the max out of it.
I very strongly believe that every time am under the cloud or every time am not physically upto it, is the time I take to rediscover life and to understand myself better. I feel sick now, physically, mentally and emotionally. But at the same time am really charged up. Call me crazy, call me weird, but well that is the feeling am in at the moment. Can’t move a muscle in my body right now. Burning with fever, sipping on a hot cup of milk (thanx sam for the advice) and typing this. And tomorrow I have a brand new day. A brand new opportunity to go out there and kick some serious butt, and not to forget meet a person good in paati vaidhyam (Granny therapy, god that sounds so weird when you try to translate something that is so typically south Indian) and drink kashayam in casapicola. She has in a way opened the doors to all possibilities. And I bloody well take it with both my arms stretched though that would mean finish the entire bottle of Iodex spray on my whole body tonight.
February 05, 2006
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