tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282847972024-03-06T02:09:07.827+05:30The Axeman Cometh..In this all shall fade to black..Rishi Samborahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14602380060656904840noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28284797.post-20225805453590556492010-09-14T01:35:00.035+05:302010-09-19T01:29:28.340+05:30What just happened?<div style="text-align: center;">Staring… staring at the white screen as if I’m breaking an unbreakable code, but in reality I’m feigning work & checking the clock.. another hour to go for the bus..</div><div><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihoH_T99wklBEUlVsZRHB1dT1-K7gB_Sw2DxjueWjFfqnuJXQLGXzYCXbTJAwuFngAjIeqgIlfX7PE7_aMAHVyV1WTZg9DmPO95KeooCkhf2RV9p9hH8q2K61nhiijBneIreN_Nw/s320/hate+work.jpg" /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US"></span></p><span lang="EN-US"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span">what the hell am i doing here?</span></span></p><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">Shux , why did my boss have to sit right beside me ? … can’t even listen to my music in peace, poor fellow has to tap my shoulder to talk to me. Oh well, at least he doesn’t mind me being the only fellow on the floor to listen to music. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span lang="EN-US">Boss-(Fake casual tone) oh you have music in your system?<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span lang="EN-US">Me -Yeah<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span lang="EN-US">Boss -<after a="" heartbeat=""> um (fake grin) <fake grin="">ok</fake></after></span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span lang="EN-US"><after a="" heartbeat=""><fake grin=""></fake></after></span></i><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span lang="EN-US">Me -</span></i><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span lang="EN-US"><puts></puts></span></i><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span lang="EN-US">-</span></i><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span lang="EN-US">- ( puts back earfonz)</span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">sigh, I try not to think of work seriously coz that will make me feel depressed. So I keep trudging along.. trudging along and checking the time…45 mins to go.. My boss is great BTW, i think hes my best boss ever.... although we have had the above conversation a couple of times.....hmmm i think he doesn't like me listening to music at work......hang on - some1 is pinging me</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span lang="EN-US">Frand : I need to smoke lets GO NAAW<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span lang="EN-US">Me – whai u calling me?<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><span lang="EN-US">Frand: Chaal dood, im bored. I’ll treat you a Cold Coffee.<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">Dammit, I love Cold Coffee!</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">Shut down the computer, Boss immersed in his PC, good time to make a quiet getaway.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">Start my mp3 player. Been a while since I changed my playlist. Too much Eluveitie! Gosh I love that band. I should listen some depressing songs, will prolly make me quit this company!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></span><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqPQTuCWWnp8tLCxetXC-trHjWMVsI6yqdgf_WuPZBO7CxtSwZsb8Sd_oFSqMt0v-S1DXDcwRWjOnaC8U8cXMuO2T2zknLO6Y2mHipiJNTv9DH51T4mNS0FQ_rjv8SXXiMzNGP3Q/s320/slania1.jpg" /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span">i love you o female with that sword...and i love your music too</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">Ah well, company’s all good, and before you get worked up, I've done my share of 90 hour a week routine at work. and I've realized that its not my cup of tea. ( I like coffee better) </span> And dammit I have great friends here. I should stop seeing them, maybe that would make me wanna quit.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">O well.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">Frand has smoke and I enjoy my cold coffee. We crib about the company, traffic and our failed relationships<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>while drooling at the cute females walking by. Bitching is fun.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>That’s our national pastime (I think) and I’m picking it up. He talks about the jam coming Monday. Jams are nice. That’s why I haven’t quit the company yet. Makes me wanna pick up my geetar again. Except I haven’t picked it up yet. My old electric is rusting away to glory, God help me.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">He leaves. Poor souls got work and he actually works. Maybe he’s just scared of his onsite team leader who’s a woman btw. Woman bosses are bad I tell you. Why?<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Not much difference anyways, just that you don’t feel weird when you mouth gallis to your male managers.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">I enjoy the wind. Still around 25 mins for my bus to leave. Takes me 15 to reach the bus bay. So I can take it easy.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Also my cousin got his night shift today. So I might bump into him while I go back. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US">#now playing - Metallica – The Day that never Came.<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US">(Marine down)<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US">Born to push you around/Better just stay down/<br />You pull away/He hits the flesh/You hit the ground. <o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">We got a winner here. It’s a great song and what an album after St.Anger! Good song , awesome video! Well except for Kirks solo which ….sounds the same.. okkkk its sounds great!!As usual Heitfield has belted out some awesome opening riffs in this song…</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju3LzyOCcI7igzGiMZk7lAiwGDiMetPujODnVFLqCognwdbSdjcTjN70ZjeBgI9-O3oxKkF8MccsXzE5hXq7AnNfGlh2wjKv45iqMXLOQPyScX2gchyzpg606a-oY1H1UyMTxocg/s320/09.jpg" /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span">BROOTAL</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US">The song picks up<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US">(Our hero Marine is pissed coz his friend got shot) <o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i></i></p><i><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US"></span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><i></i></span></p><i><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; display: inline !important; "><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US"></span></i></p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; display: inline !important; "><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US">God I'll make them pay/</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><i></i></span></p><i><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; display: inline !important; "><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US"></span></i></p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; display: inline !important; "><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US">Take it back one day/</span></i></p></i></i></i></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><i><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; display: inline !important; "><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US"></span></i></p><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; display: inline !important; "><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US">I'll end this day/</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><i></i></span></p><i><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; display: inline !important; "><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US">I'll splatter color on this gray</span></i></p></i></i></i></span><i><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><p></p></i></i><i><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"></i><p></p></i><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p></i><i><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><i></i></span></span></p><i><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; display: inline !important; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span lang="EN-US"></span></span></i></p></i><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; ">I finish my cold coffee and begin walking towards the bus bay. I think of calling Kaustubh who’ll be entering anytime soon. We don’t meet often. Just when I leave office and he enters. </span></p></i><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US">OMFG not again</span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">That sickening feeling when you reach for your mobile and all you get is empty space. Wait maybe I left it at home? No.. my friend called me for Cold coffee …so I had it when I went to meet him..<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>ya I think I kept it somewhere when we were bitching about life.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US">(marine is loading his M16 wid bullets and is like totally pissed)</span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US"></span></i><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US">Love is a four letter word/</span></i><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US">And never spoken here!</span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">I hate my phone.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>No one is able to connect to me. I can never connect with anyone. And when it does my phone goes puff and restarts!!</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">O well , I still need to look for it.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Can’t buy an IPHONE. My folks keep asking me where do I spend the money. They ask me to SAVE.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I just cant come up with a good explanation. Maybe next time I’ll tell them how my friend in Australia earning Aussie fuckin’ $$ is in debt! And ya I don’t exactly get paid in $. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">And I don’t even have a girlfriend.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Ok im rambling here. (*wipes tear*)</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><i>(Marine aims at the Arab couple and he looks trigger happy OMG)</i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US">The sun will shine!/This I swear!/This I swear!/This I SWEAR!!! <o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">I run ( LOL) back and grab a guys phone ( poor guy was enjoying his moment of solitude in the wind. Later I realized he was talking to some1) </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span lang="EN-US"><i>Me :Whoops sorry man, I lost my phone & I have a bus</i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span lang="EN-US"><i>Him:</i><span><i> </i></span><i>ya whatever.</i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS3bNPwXM5vusFSM4YgbIX0QnM2SgiuAVVswx1NWBtn1GXBb31tjqxJxLIMX6kktbAE7vX9h3F8ujx-PpHwRwhoFE0zYaESuh1G7E2ebH6L_4gME7x5cVgZaXYXgUd83ObNIEnrw/s320/images.jpg" /></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span">(pj) Kirk’s ripping solo starts…wah wah..(pj)</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US"></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><that was="" a="" metallica="" pj=""></that></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">Dial my number. Hit green. I wait…. I wait a bit longer.. what???? Phones hung? NOT NOW..<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Is this a Sony Ericson model? WTF I thought my Sony Ericson was the only fucked up piece!</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span lang="EN-US"><i>Him: Ya, it gets hung sometimes. Give it like 2 mins</i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">10 mins to go. It’s the last bus home. ZOMG</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">Its ringing…. Sweet.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Hello? The other guys says my name. eh? what…<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>after 10 seconds of stuttering I realize its Kaustubh on the other line. BLESS HIS SOUL…<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I don’t care how my phone got to you.. just gimme. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">I go meet him outside his building. No time for explanation. Hes just LOLing at me. Well I have a history of losing stuff… it’s a long story… well 5 mins to go .. I see a cycle.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I have a sore leg.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Another story. Cant really cycle uphill… but I take the cycle and hit the nitro and reach the bus bay in exactly 5 mins.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Im convinced its like a world record for people with a history of broken femurs.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">I see buses honking. I see my bus.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It leaves the second I get in.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US">Song is ending…. The Marines don’t shoot those Arabs. The lady in the burkha had haunting eyes. I think that’s why the Marines didn’t shoot.<o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCohUwh7WjFrsqld012FrwmwVUjZtvB27VdcdhZZKfRV2BWzbzd0oyapzHCUw9H8mUuQYNfCVkIdUWPX0jY7bOOxCRWZLTwklBk7bx1JJdAoKV4OhCOCpU51-6tRBUdaDLHxEh4g/s320/Untitled.jpg" /></span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">haunting eyes i tell you</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">Ah. Sweet.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I didn’t miss the bus.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Whats even better? I get a window seat! HA! </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">I think God sometimes does funny shit like these to teach me some stuff like keeping my things safe............only i dont learn and keep repeating the same mistakes......and funny shit keep happening....<sigh> .....so newez I call up Kaustubh and find out that he called my mobile and apparently some kind soul had kept it for his safekeeping. God bless him. I hope he lives a 100 years and saves my future Iphone the next time I lose it.</sigh></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">For the record , I have never lost my mobile…….ever…… although I have lost a lot more interesting things.. which includes a pillow and a chair ( and lots of earfonz....including one which i had borrowed from my boss) BUT never a mobile!!</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">True story.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US">#Now playing : Eluveitie – Inis Mona…<o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>ah now that’s more like it.. The night is young.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">PS - if you haven't heard Day that Never Came , slap yourself and watch the video below. Slap yourself (again) and read my post (again) preferably with the music as background..</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8H1El_3nJiU">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8H1El_3nJiU</a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></i></p></div>Rishi Samborahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14602380060656904840noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28284797.post-460063391071458202008-04-14T23:54:00.004+05:302008-04-15T00:24:04.165+05:30Vodka GAlGreetings All, its been a long time, where had you been?<br /><blockquote><br />Hey, man, its been a while<br />Do you remember me?<br />When I hit the streets I was 17<br />A little wild, a little green<br />Ive been up and down and in between<br />After all these years<br />Can you believe Im still chasing that dream<br />But I aint looking over my shoulder<br /></blockquote><br />O.K. this will be my anthem till I'm 50. <br />So Where have I been? Writing a poem... Ha!! I can proudly say I'm a poet! Woohoo.<br />Who cares if there's a little bit of help involved.. um my contribution to this poem is not much.. but when you come to think of it, THAT made the difference of making a good poem into a KICK ASS poem, so much that after reading my version, the original author agreed to give me full royalties in case I(we) get the Pulitzer Prize! Well my hero Bob Dylan's got one this time.. so He'll be just as glad when I get it next year..<br />This works best if you're single,drunk and mad at all the ugly dudes who get the Beautiful Ladies.<br /><br /> <blockquote> <br /> <span style="font-weight:bold;">VODKA GAL </span><br /><br /> <br /><br />I was sitting in a bar<br />She got out of car<br />I ordered for a beer<br />She took a seat near<br /><br />That’s my gal, Blue Jeans -White T-shirt<br />That’s my gal, With a B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L heart <br /><br />He was having full whiskey<br />I thought beer not so risky<br />He-Man sitting all alone<br />If he hits I am gone <br /><br />Dude!!! Who cares?<br />Stud!!! Who dares? <br /><br />She was looking like an angel<br />I was desperate, trying to mingle<br />Thunderbolt!!! I knew she was mine<br />‘Waiting for someone, probably have wine’ <br /><br />That’s my gal, look at the way she smiles<br />That’s my gal, look at her gleaming eyes<br /><br />She took out Wills<br />‘Don’t do baby, it kills’<br />“One Vodka neat John”<br />Looks like my dreams gone <br /><br />Vodka gal, I’ll make her drink wine<br />Vodka gal, still she can be mine <br /><br />He took his glass and sat close to my gal<br />He said something and gifted a pearl<br />She finished her vodka and he finished his whiskey<br />He took her by arms and left in a taxi <br /><br />Not my gal, she is a Vodka gal!!!<br />Not my gal, she is a Vodka gal!!! <br /><br />Some other day baby some other time<br />You’ll turn around and notice you were meant to be mine<br /></blockquote> <br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Applause</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_jGn6sgL76ROZb3sMjjBYz-aw7aIKiUE8ZK5QM-6zf1tt4bpLOS_XfKkXFsITyFQyBGEs3K2FFYi_C2uLvf5oBltheP7el9-NbUcXuaaBLkrj_kLLK3z_23Mq_Qa9evdY3As5gg/s1600-h/girl+wine+i+stock.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_jGn6sgL76ROZb3sMjjBYz-aw7aIKiUE8ZK5QM-6zf1tt4bpLOS_XfKkXFsITyFQyBGEs3K2FFYi_C2uLvf5oBltheP7el9-NbUcXuaaBLkrj_kLLK3z_23Mq_Qa9evdY3As5gg/s320/girl+wine+i+stock.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189175507636686626" /></a><br /><br />Co-authored by Hari K. You can check out his blogs here<br />http://myfrndz4ever.blogspot.com/Rishi Samborahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14602380060656904840noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28284797.post-69183523354396075702007-07-15T03:55:00.001+05:302008-04-19T12:55:07.397+05:30Sambora's on a Lost HighwayCHEERZ! Jovi/Sambora debuted at #1 in 8 countries+European+World Charts,#2 in 3 countries for its new Album 'Lost Highway'. But they have decided to take it easy for a while and start the Worldwide tour from Jan ( Hope India is included) coz Sambora fresh from divorce and a breakup(:P not the same) entered the rehab for alcohol treatment for a week. There's a flip side for everything huh? <br />Neway i forgot quite a few bdays this july(nothing new) and Sambora's one of them,He had it on 11th of July.Belated Birthday for him! LOL thats why he must have quickly got out of the rehab after one week! Don't wanna miss the booze on your birthday!!<br />Well lots of fans and peers alike adore him for his guitar skills but did you know he had a kick ass voice!? TIMES better than Jon Bon Jovi esp post Keep The Faith.<br /> One dude (http://rockhole.bravepages.com/) goes to say that Jon Bon Jovi is the weakest link in the group(Hugh McDonald, the highly talented former Alice Cooper bassist, Dave Bryan is a hugely talented pianist who attended Juilliard,Tico Torres was a sessions drummer for Chuck Berry,and our own Sambora!!)Valid point, too harsh though, THats another story, we'll take that up later!<br /><br />Heres something I found on youtube which will blow you away!. He's got soul ! Tough year for him.Lost his Dad too.But he'll come out unscathed and will keep rocking the world!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Richie Sambora performing It's My Life at the Rockin' The Corps concert, 2005<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bnnLQsvhZi4&hl=en"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bnnLQsvhZi4&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object>Rishi Samborahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14602380060656904840noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28284797.post-57131918741644475762007-07-09T17:52:00.000+05:302007-07-09T18:25:12.212+05:30Rare Bob Dylan Interview -- TIME vs DYlanTaken from the 'Dont Look Back' documentary released in 1967 when Dylan was making the transition from acoustic to electric which enraged lots of fans. It is a gritty black and white documentary that follows him during a tour in England.<br /><br />Rolling Stones-<br />'Filmed during Bob Dylan's tour of Britain in the spring of 1965, Don't Look Back -- now in a definitive two-disc edition -- is the first and best pop documentary of its kind, a defining study of celebrity as suffocation.It is a masterpiece of all-access portraiture, too, capturing a Dylan (not yet twenty-four) who is shy, wily and pissed off in rapid, unpredictable succession, yet also driven to create.'<br /><br /><br />Part of a user review --><br />'The best part of DON'T LOOK BACK is when Bobby Dylan starts ripping apart a reporter from TIME, telling the guy from TIME that he is a moron. It's also fascinating to see these old school businessmen putting up with antics because they know he will make them rich.'<br /><br />'The sequence of these events show clearly how Dylan is at a loss with the publics perception of him. He can't just be himself. He wants to come across as a guy like anyone else but his sarcastic and meaningless interaction with the press only makes things worse'<br /><br /><br />Bob Dylan was not a media man, he hated the media.. He was just a simple man wanted to write some songs.<br /><br />Well looks like the reporter got the wrong man, Dylan kicks royal butt.Check it out!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pR8YuIGqWi4"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pR8YuIGqWi4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"></embed></object>Rishi Samborahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14602380060656904840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28284797.post-32384576131782994192007-07-03T15:23:00.000+05:302007-07-04T20:32:45.554+05:30Life - a casino<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4EF1fhZwPf7jV9iSa0nYvE4n3iIv3VhnOZj7uGmTjnIFMNxG8naH5rlibDWTTKkP4vqnjoTNRZKa6Jz0V-JCX9d-mJ1ZPVF93904rhIB6o71DnJBDv1dgBQNcNwDu6IsN0bcy-Q/s1600-h/casino_photo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4EF1fhZwPf7jV9iSa0nYvE4n3iIv3VhnOZj7uGmTjnIFMNxG8naH5rlibDWTTKkP4vqnjoTNRZKa6Jz0V-JCX9d-mJ1ZPVF93904rhIB6o71DnJBDv1dgBQNcNwDu6IsN0bcy-Q/s400/casino_photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082907622728047938" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Try this- whenever you’re in a sticky situation or you’re just fed up of life wondering what’s your purpose in life….think of yourself in the cosmic sense, chances are that you’ll start feeling better.<span style=""> :-)</span></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span style=""></span></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;"> Looking at the bigger picture always puts things back in perspective when all roads lead a dead end.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style=""> </span>What do you think happens to people who have a Near Death Experience? The entire life is flashed back in a half a second and suddenly they are jolted back to reality (if they are not knocking on heavens door) . And they will be like- what the fuck am I doing with my life??? and from that day onwards they start living life fully. Maybe do that sky diving thing he always wanted to do, show the finger to his boss :D ring his best frnd/ mate after 20 years whatever.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style=""> </span>Life is a great leveler they say. I don’t see it that way. It’s too narrow a view, or it’s been summarized for fools like us to understand. There are people who have endured tremendous tragedies in life, they seldom find happiness. And there are people on the other side of town who might have knocked out at times but have found happiness more often. And then there are people in between which form the majority. There are times when you’re on a high and life is beautiful. You appreciate its meaning and then there are times where you get kicked around and eventually get up or don’t.<span style=""> </span>Its all about percentages. Look at it closely we are just numbers in a big probability game. Mario Puzo mentioned the term Percentages in his book Fools Die magnificently. It’s a casino term used by the owner. He says the casino is governed by percentages. There won’t be 10 days straight where the blackjack counter will face losses, maybe 3 days but the next 7 days profits will pick up and will be conforming to the percentage. It HAS to in the long run. And if it ain’t, then something’s fishy, and that’s how they used to catch the guy who cheats. Amazing!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style=""> </span>Nice analogy. Think of life as a casino. It’s been millions of years we species inhabit the Earth. We have come from the dust and will go back there. And everywhere you see, you will see percentages governing the universe. Now people bundle it into religion, fundamentals, mathematics –like a parts of a jigsaw puzzle and make fancy statements like ‘Its Fate’ and sell it to the public.</span><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style=""> </span><br /><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Inspired by->Bill watterson,Gods Debris-Scott Adams.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>Rishi Samborahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14602380060656904840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28284797.post-41325169444885894402007-05-30T17:44:00.001+05:302008-06-30T13:34:28.375+05:30mah GRG 270Alright.<br />I had to do it. Sooner or later. Was just waiting until I get some dough.<br />I was hooked ever since I saw that dude play that old wooden guitar. Well then fresh in college, I was more curious about this aloof kid than his toy. But when I started to listen to some good music and saw what he could do with that guitar, inevitably I started poking around.:) For the record he inspired 5 other budding axemen who knew nothing about music, and all have become good craftsmen. Maybe more.<br />Well I sucked for a long time(sucked? you dont now??) and my parents got an acoustic for me. Well its been around 3 years now to make the transition to electric.<br />And electric means Ibanez right? What about Fender, the one Clapton uses, or Gibson? Or Yamaha? Nahh. Those you buy when you go down the blues road, lol and you need to be good at it.<br /><br />Alright then folks! So I went out and bought it! Im a proud owner of an Ibanez . It’s a slick black make with double locking floyd rose and is my baby! Lets hope it turns me into someone I always wanted to be. Where are the damn organizers.. Hang on, ill find a band.. Arrange a concert people. Book Wembley!! Im taking over!! ;)Rishi Samborahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14602380060656904840noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28284797.post-1169472631811912402007-01-22T18:57:00.006+05:302008-06-30T13:47:01.226+05:30BULL symphony<span style="font-family:verdana;">People often ask that if you had the chance to live your life again then what would you change? Well me and most of my close friends say they would live this life exactly the same way and make the exact same decisions…. Although this question is highly illogical and only framed to make you realize the wrong turns you’ve taken and those regrets you have stashed away far away in the depths of your infinite subconscious, it does make you sit up and wonder sometimes..<br />Me? Nah I wouldn’t change a thing , but one thing I wish I had done was take up the guitar and start axing at 12.God knows what was going through my mind then. 6th standard rite? Hmm Mrs. Lad class teacher,? Aaaargh… I think Anish Jain was my partner.<br />The cricket sessions were some of the getaways we had, yeah we had fun.. and not that I regret any of that now, and obviously at least I have taken up axing though very late by van halen standards(lol).<br />We’re drifting away from the topic…. Well if you observe the guitar legends, almost everyone maybe with the exception of Tom Morello(who is incidentally a Harvard Graduate) made it big young and mainly started of young.. Yeah everyone was a child prodigy.<br />Van halen started axing at 12.Zakk Wylde got the ozzy job at 19!!!!!! Wtf.. I started off at 19 man!!! And these guyz were already practicing 8-10 hours a day and setting the stage on fire in their late teens! Hmm I don’t mind getting my first gig when my grandchild is born, what matters to me that I scale that height!!!! Mannnn I wonder how these guyz manage to go more than 8 hours man, I can hardly sit for more than a hour… yeah reminds me of my new year resolutions, at least one 5 hour day a month…..aaaargh,,<br />I’ve seen live shows of some local bands…And a couple of them literally blew my mind away. One was Threynode…This was in IIM-K 2005 I think.. They were the opening act for MotherJane(which is another gr8 piece).They were mainly trash…Slayer etc etc… But it was a 3 piece band…bassist vocalist, axeman, and tht crzy drummer..<br />Whoa Prem, I still remember that axeman’s name, wonder how he’s doing now. That guy is the best live guitarist I’ve ever seen…yea I have seen Joe sat in Mumbai, not saying he’s better than Joe sat.. cm on man Satch is god, but this guy is Indian man, ho ha India aa ja India… ….wt d hell, I don’t see much tv nowadays…. This guy Prem stayed in one place, was in his own zone(Thank you Father Francis keep spreading the positive energies) and did his own thing and that zombie gf of his sat alone in the corner of the stage…wtever..<br />And if Rapden(bless his soul :-D) sez he’s good… he oughta be good!!!<br />… Ive often read magazines RSj and all but never found this amzing band in their reviews and all, which makes you wonder that others getting the space have to be better than these guyz, or maybe these fellows weren’t noticed at all.//<br />Well that and Evergreen( again IIM 2006 was it?) made me realize that Indian bands are world class…only thing shitty mtv and the himesh (@#$%@#$%@#% grrrr_) makes sure they never get to raise their heads. But the scene is changing now… Who cares if its not commercial, or no platinum (gold for that matter)Indian rock albums are released in India,we’ll just enjoy the show… rite??? Waisa Indian underground rock scene is pretty loyal, as the case with any other county. But commercially I don’t see anything big happening.. coz it’s the age of trance, dj and dance tracks in India.. go to any disc and you’ll know what im talking about.. btw reminds me tht nite in nirvana.. tht dj played my ‘livin on a prayer’ request… and I headbanged so hard, my neck must’ve snapped…and it was pretty sore the next day…just becoz of tht 1 song…<br />Sore necks… happened to me a few times.. Motherjane in IIM-K , after the opening act of Threynode, by then I was wondering if the opening act is so good, motherjane must be nuts…. And they were , that was one night I’ll never forget.. my first rcck concert….i still remember after the show Moon a looney but very nice friend of mine came up to me and said shoot me now, shoot me now, I wanna die when im this high,, hahaha u know wht I mean, I just nodded –yea man gimme a gun , I’ll do the honours….Well the IIM show is another story and will be told nevertheless..<br />I realized the true meaning of a professional when I saw these guys live.. they sure look cool up there in the stage, but below that surface is years and years of practice which goes up to 7-8 hrs a day… which doesn’t sound so glamorous.. and guys who want to ape them for instant fame ,glamour seldom make it big… I asked motherjane’s axeman how long has it been since he took up the axe, he said umm 17-18 yrs. Nice, by then ill be touching 40… hmmm.. you see these are the kind of things which drag you down, but you gotta ignore all this and keep going forward… and this is easier said than done… L((((<br />You can think and talk a lot of bullshit about doing a lot of stuff good or bad, but until you don’t put your mind, body and soul to it, its gonna remain just that---Bullshit..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span>Rishi Samborahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14602380060656904840noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28284797.post-1147897264945600912006-05-18T00:10:00.000+05:302006-05-18T01:51:04.953+05:30<p class="MsoNormal">Cheers </p> <p class="MsoNormal">The time seemed right to start afresh, lets see how this turns up.</p>Rishi Samborahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14602380060656904840noreply@blogger.com1