shantaram

managed to get hold of the book called " Shantaram " written by Gregory David Roberts...i simple got to say that it is one helluva book...shall try and write more about it once i m through with it...also have to admit that my heart is still in bombay for the 3 years that i spnet there has been the best out the 22 years on this earth till date...

for the time being here is an excerpt from the book:

'It too me a long time and most of the world to learn what I know about love and fate and the choice we make, but the heart of it came to me in an instant, while I was chained to a wall and being tortured. I realised, somehow, through the screaming in my mind, that even in that shackled, bloody helplessness, I was still free: free to hate the men who were torturing me, or to forgive them. It doesn't sound like much, I know. But in that flinch and bite of the chain, when it's all you've got, that freedom is a universe of possibility. And the choice you make, between hating and forgiving, can become the story of your life.

In my case, it's a long story, and a crowded one. I was a revolutionary who lost his ideals in heroin, a philosopher who lost his integrity in crime, and a poet who lost his soul in a maximum-security prison. When I escaped from prison, over the front wall, between two gun-towers, I became my country's most wanted man. Luck ran with me and flew with me across to India, where I joined the Bombay mafia. I worked as a gunrunner, a smuggler and a counterfeiter. I was chained on three continents, beaten, stabbed and starved. I went to war. I ran into enemy guns. And I survived, while other men around me died. They were better men than I am, most of them: better men whose lives were crunched up in mistakes, and thrown away by the wrong second of someone else's hate, or love, or indifference. And I buried them, too many of those men, and grieved their stories and their lives into my own.

But my story doesn't begin with them, or with the mafia: it goes back to that first day in Bombay. Fate put me in the game there. Luck dealt me the cards that led me to Karla Saaranen. And I started to play it out, that hand, from the first moment I looked into her green eyes. So it begins, this story, like everything else -- with a woman, and a city, and a little bit of luck.'

Cool Lyrics

One of my friend send me this song by this dude called Eamon..the name of the song is called "Dont want you back"...the link below gives the lyrics to the song...pay special attention to the chorus part...as good as it gets...

Eamon- F@#$ It(Don't Want you Back)

77

came across this one while surfing the Net...one of the better jokes i got to see of late...This is really too good. Took me a while to FIGURE IT OUT.
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Every year at the state fair, a guy entered the lottery for the brand new truck and lost. This year, he told his friend he wasn't going to bother to enter.

"What kind of attitude is that?" his friend asked. He leaned closer and whispered, "What you need, pal, is faith. Look around and see if the good Lord sends you a message."

Strolling around the fair, the guy grew more and more despondent as the drawing neared. Nothing struck him, no divine inspiration, no sign from God.

Finally, as he was passing old Mrs. Smith's pie stand, he glanced over and saw the woman bending down. She wasn't wearing any panties, and suddenly her ass began to glow. All of a sudden, a finger of flame came from the skies and without her even knowing it, used her ass as a notepad. The fiery finger etched a seven on each cheek.

Thanking God, he rushed to the raffle booth and played the number 77.

A few minutes later, the drawing was held. And once again, he lost.

The winner was 630 ahead of him.

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21----22

yup..midnight i m going to complete 22 yeears of existence on this planet called earth... one question thats has been ringing in my head is 22 years gone past...when are you going to get hold of what you want in life...all i can remember to answer that question is a U2 song ... i still have found what i m looking for...

cloze to 30 days for my exams...have to rock the scene irrespective of what my position is right now...just hope that i can keep it cool...

Oh God!!! What did u do???

oh god...whoever or wherever or whtever you are... why hell did you tell Bush to invade Iraq...damn!! god !! and i thought the whole goddamn world is in your hands...

one request from yours truly...oh GOD please please oh please stay away from Bush and dont give any further ideas to the most unemployed person in the whole world...

by the way i was thinking when god is going to ask bush to leavee iraq to itself...hope sooner than later...

The Old Blog Is Dead...R.I.P

yup...the title says it all...my old blog is dead...rather i would say i killed it...for some reason that i would like to keep to myself...

hopefully this one is going to carry on as long as i want it to...

shall start blogging regularly few days later...

though didnt follow complete schedule of studies but still quite satisfied with the efforts for the day...

tomorrow is another day...

ps: have to redesign the blog a little bit...shall update the blog after the I am through with the customising...

My winamp is playing: NickelBack - Someday