God's Debris

Yet another sleepy afternoon. After 2 hamburgers, this is what Harish came up with.

Facet. 2006. Coming soon.

Solaris Revisited

Imagine an ocean, spherical, volatile,
That which changes from violet to maroon,
transparent to opaque, restless to calm,
Something which reacts to your emotions,
Or rather, learns from your memories,
if it could etch, what you rememember...
if it could portray your dreams,
would your sense of reality, question ?

Cannot hold on to the present,
Mind wanders forth in to the future,
myriad paths, all infinitely thin,
randomly portrayed on the surface of solaris,
closely resembling our associative memory,
one thought leads to another,
like ink, that dropped into water,
tentacles , axions, dendrites ...

They all connect at some point,
they break off from some weaker earlier points,
think about, and , that bond becomes stronger,
forget, and, that bond is broken,
cannot stay at the present,
travel thru each of these possibilities,
maybe many at the same time,
They break, they connect,
and then they break again...

If possibilities are predictable,
the thought tree, torrents at lightning speed..
if choices threaten, they divide further,
and realm farther, only that each train now
is weaker than its parent..

Once in a while, god's hand gives a jolt,
the wake up call of reality,
but given enough 'sense' of monotonity,
the universe of life starts with the big bang...
Particles, waves , everything explodes,
They , those accumulated over the years,
the questions, purpose and fears,
they seeks refuge in every belief system,
that they can find...

Why did it explode in the first place ?
What would you be blamed for ?
Sorry, i cant write anymore, my mood is changed.

d

dark
dying
destitute
desperate
deft
duma
dingo
django
derived
destiny
dehydrated
delhi
drool
dingy
dump
dumb
dire
dare
door
drive
dance
drunk
dent
drown
drake
devious
devil
devilish
deviant
donkey
draft
dust

if i cannot post, what i want to post,
then is this a blog , or is this a frog ?

My colleague's code...

Today morning, i found this at my friend's desk.


set mandatharam = true;
perform(something,something);
exit(0);

pass(fnargs,a[0],a[290]);
regret(time[wasted]);
pha.pulle();



//Reproduced here, with his permission.
//No part of the above code maybe......

RED (V.O.)

...and when they put you in that
cell, when those bars slam home,
that's when you know it's for real.
Old life blown away in the blink of
an eye...a long cold season in hell
stretching out ahead...nothing
left but all the time in the world
to think about it.

RED

These walls are funny. First you hate 'em,
then you get used to 'em. After long
enough, you get so you depend on
'em. That's "institutionalized."

RED (V.O.)

In prison, a man'll do most
anything to keep his mind occupied.

Movie: The Shawshank Redemption
The script flows smooth.

down by law

Venue : Collective Chaos
Movie : Down by law (Jim Jarmusch)
The theatre was really funny, a small hall with foldable(but good) chairs kept at different levels. Dark, and a little scary :). The movies are projected by a dvd projecter on a small screen, pretty neat setup. Later my friend(bd the movie buff) told me about the first time he came there, when they without realizing got in through the wrong entrance and were met with a big crowd. Guys and girls who couldnt find seats were lying down on the front part, the gap between the gallery and the screen and enjoying the movie, and they joined them. Exactly matching a dream of mine. That dream was much more cooler, with all the people lying down and watching the movies whole day, one after the other.
The movie started off with dark scenes (and it was b&w), and i was kinda getting an impression that its going to be a serious movie. Two of the protogonists(Jack and zack) were having bad luck, as in they had nasty friends. Both lands in jail. From here onwards, there were some lighter moments and lots of people were laughing behind me. I was thinking all the time, hey this is a serious movie, what will the director say if they found you laughing at such small things. It all changed when roberto benigni came into the same cell shared by our heroes. Both the guys kept staring at benigni, and benigni was fidgeting uncomfortable under the stare attack, and nowhere else to go. At one point, he dramatically takes out his notebook and with his italian accent says " If looks could kill i would be dead". The whole bunch of us lost our control, and from that point i realized, we are watching a nice comedy and not a serious movie :). Dim wit that i am.
The movie was very funny and nice, particularly after that. They wander around in a swampy area, which looked great in b&w. Also worth remembering was the woman who worked with Jack(incidentaly a pimp) in b&w, pretty and pretty much nude :).

Trying to get out!

quite
bye
tata
birla
olakka
see you
sayanora
hu hui hu
purathu chaadu
arudeyum purathu chaadan alla
get out !
get me out!
help!!
phew
quit

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