Looking at this blog it seems I committed suicide and I fondly remember the days when blogging meant ..well nothing important really and that's the way it should have been always. Bloody contemplation :P
Anyway, unlike January 2008, I am not going to promise anything big and say I will post more often, hardly 3 people come here everyday anyway so it doesn't really matter even if I did post (no, I am not one of the three). However, I do feel like posting more often here... life as Farso Chaura was much better I must admit.
Today I took the car seat covers for a wash, they looked worse than I ever did and that's a pity considering when they were born they were radiantly white. I think my seat covers are a bunch of women. There are so many things to set them up right on the seat and tie up properly, it is like a mini make up session ..except that there is no make up going on here.
By the way, the co-creators of Farsan Chauraisa are going on a pretty big trip soon. And as usual, we don't have any plan and are basically as gullible as the firangis strutting the streets of India. So the trip essentially is a rip off even before it began in fact we are already 120 bucks down on the budget and we haven't even packed our bags yet! We even bought a couple of Lehmann Brothers Tee from RD's bro knowing we'd be filing our chapter 11 by the end of November. I am liking the sound of it all so much I can't tell you...
Such is the life of Farso Chaura.
October 22, 2008
April 02, 2008
What's in a Tag?
[The title for inherent lack of creativity... ]
Hello how are you.. I almost forgot that I blog here.. and now that I am reminded of it.. I relaize there is so much to say about my ha penning life .. for instance the curious case of a rat in my car and the fact that the bucket list is heavily inspired from my life (no am not terminally ill.. that's the part that's fictitious).
Anyway, the whole reminiscence began after the wonderful Minukutty added my name in between her taggables after conveniently forgetting it the first time :p
Hmm.. toh let's tago ahead.. (I think I shud have kept the title as blog to ta(n)go .. nahi?)
1. LAST MOVIE YOU SAW IN A THEATER:
The Bucket List . .. was actually planning on 'one two three'
2. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING?
Archie double digest.. aila .. actually The High Performance Entrepreneur, The Story of My Experiments with Truth and a P.G Wodehouse Omnibus that I lost en route to Pune (lost = leaving it in the bus without caring) .. I often read two books at a time (not at the same time) for entertaining my morbid mind .. ahem.. enough intelligence show case
3. FAVORITE BOARD GAME?
Mad Game.. any questions?
4. FAVORITE MAGAZINE?
Smashing Magazine .. not too big on print mags
5. FAVORITE SMELLS?
Fried fish :p .. (I just like the smell mom)
6. FAVORITE SOUNDS?
These days that of my niece..
7. WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD?
Heartbreak.. Aha the softer side of farsan
8. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE?
what's there in sleeping for another 10 .. so ja..
9. FAVORITE FAST FOOD PLACE?
Any fast food place.. c'mon!
10. FUTURE CHILD'S NAME?
I have this wierd habit of thinking couple would name kids as a mix of their names.. then I read minu's post and came to know it's a mallu thing.. aha.. I once thought that two of my best friends Gadia and Malia will marry and name their kid MalGaadi.. and considering my penchant for sophisticated names it can be anything.. ladki rahegi toh farsania..
11. FINISH THIS STATEMENT. "IF I HAD A LOT OF MONEY I'D...?
Open a Poultry Farm.. hazaron murgiyan.. unke lakhon ande.. unke karodon omlette.. omlette ke liye bread bhi mai hi doonga.. unfortunately mai veggie ho gaya.. isliye the usual stuff.. car.. house.. clothes... and yes go fine dining around the world.. no wonder I don't have a 'lot' of money..hehe .. I think I'd open a few schools and pay those teachers some good money
12. DO YOU DRIVE FAST?
Yea Baby... more reckless than fast
13. DO YOU SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL?
No.. but I have always fancied tryin it
14. STORMS-COOL OR SCARY?
It's a whack.. I have no idea
15. WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CAR?
Maruti Jen
16. FAVORITE DRINK?
nothing in particular.. lassi maybe..
17. FINISH THIS STATEMENT, "IF I HAD THE TIME I WOULD
I would grow up slowly..
18. DO YOU EAT THE STEMS ON BROCCOLI?NO!!!
Yes I guess.. Don't quite remember whether the brocollis I've had had stems
19. IF YOU COULD DYE YOUR HAIR ANY COLOR, WHAT WOULD BE YOUR CHOICE?
By the looks of things. should be black..
20. NAME ALL THE DIFFERENT CITIES/TOWNS YOU HAVE LIVED IN.
Calicut, Cochin, Kottayam, Mumbai, Palakkad.. if living 2 weeks constitutes living then Delhi and Goa as well..
21. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?
F1, pool, cricket..used to watch basketball quite a lot in Kerala..
22. ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU.
Ok this took me a while.. and it's a taking some more...ok.. minu full tp toh hai hi.. badi smart bhi hai.. just thought.. she's anntastic.. :D
23. WHAT'S UNDER YOUR BED?
My very efficient father made a double compartment to store all the things we don't use.. uskee neeche dust hai jo our bai conveniently refuses to clean
24. WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE BORN AS YOURSELF AGAIN?
Pata nahi.. I don't mind it.. but would prefer something different.. its like a restaurant menu.. you wanna try everything but still go with the stuff u r comfortable with..I think this should be left for Maneesh to decide..
25. MORNING PERSON, OR NIGHT OWL?
Both..neither..kaam kya hai?
26. OVER EASY, OR SUNNY SIDE UP?
Err.. what does this mean ..omlette kya?
27. FAVORITE PLACE TO RELAX?
Apna Terrace.. the car after 11..
28. FAVORITE PIE?
Never had one.. so I think the one's they throw on other people in those old Laurel n Hardy movies
29. FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR?
Butterscotch I s'pose.. anything really..
30. OF ALL THE PEOPLE YOU TAGGED THIS TO, WHO'S MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND FIRST?
hehe.. who do I tag now.. I need to make more friends here I think..
Hmm..
tag goes to
Dara
Minal
Malkani
Hello how are you.. I almost forgot that I blog here.. and now that I am reminded of it.. I relaize there is so much to say about my ha penning life .. for instance the curious case of a rat in my car and the fact that the bucket list is heavily inspired from my life (no am not terminally ill.. that's the part that's fictitious).
Anyway, the whole reminiscence began after the wonderful Minukutty added my name in between her taggables after conveniently forgetting it the first time :p
Hmm.. toh let's tago ahead.. (I think I shud have kept the title as blog to ta(n)go .. nahi?)
1. LAST MOVIE YOU SAW IN A THEATER:
The Bucket List . .. was actually planning on 'one two three'
2. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING?
Archie double digest.. aila .. actually The High Performance Entrepreneur, The Story of My Experiments with Truth and a P.G Wodehouse Omnibus that I lost en route to Pune (lost = leaving it in the bus without caring) .. I often read two books at a time (not at the same time) for entertaining my morbid mind .. ahem.. enough intelligence show case
3. FAVORITE BOARD GAME?
Mad Game.. any questions?
4. FAVORITE MAGAZINE?
Smashing Magazine .. not too big on print mags
5. FAVORITE SMELLS?
Fried fish :p .. (I just like the smell mom)
6. FAVORITE SOUNDS?
These days that of my niece..
7. WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD?
Heartbreak.. Aha the softer side of farsan
8. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE?
what's there in sleeping for another 10 .. so ja..
9. FAVORITE FAST FOOD PLACE?
Any fast food place.. c'mon!
10. FUTURE CHILD'S NAME?
I have this wierd habit of thinking couple would name kids as a mix of their names.. then I read minu's post and came to know it's a mallu thing.. aha.. I once thought that two of my best friends Gadia and Malia will marry and name their kid MalGaadi.. and considering my penchant for sophisticated names it can be anything.. ladki rahegi toh farsania..
11. FINISH THIS STATEMENT. "IF I HAD A LOT OF MONEY I'D...?
Open a Poultry Farm.. hazaron murgiyan.. unke lakhon ande.. unke karodon omlette.. omlette ke liye bread bhi mai hi doonga.. unfortunately mai veggie ho gaya.. isliye the usual stuff.. car.. house.. clothes... and yes go fine dining around the world.. no wonder I don't have a 'lot' of money..hehe .. I think I'd open a few schools and pay those teachers some good money
12. DO YOU DRIVE FAST?
Yea Baby... more reckless than fast
13. DO YOU SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL?
No.. but I have always fancied tryin it
14. STORMS-COOL OR SCARY?
It's a whack.. I have no idea
15. WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CAR?
Maruti Jen
16. FAVORITE DRINK?
nothing in particular.. lassi maybe..
17. FINISH THIS STATEMENT, "IF I HAD THE TIME I WOULD
I would grow up slowly..
18. DO YOU EAT THE STEMS ON BROCCOLI?NO!!!
Yes I guess.. Don't quite remember whether the brocollis I've had had stems
19. IF YOU COULD DYE YOUR HAIR ANY COLOR, WHAT WOULD BE YOUR CHOICE?
By the looks of things. should be black..
20. NAME ALL THE DIFFERENT CITIES/TOWNS YOU HAVE LIVED IN.
Calicut, Cochin, Kottayam, Mumbai, Palakkad.. if living 2 weeks constitutes living then Delhi and Goa as well..
21. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?
F1, pool, cricket..used to watch basketball quite a lot in Kerala..
22. ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU.
Ok this took me a while.. and it's a taking some more...ok.. minu full tp toh hai hi.. badi smart bhi hai.. just thought.. she's anntastic.. :D
23. WHAT'S UNDER YOUR BED?
My very efficient father made a double compartment to store all the things we don't use.. uskee neeche dust hai jo our bai conveniently refuses to clean
24. WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE BORN AS YOURSELF AGAIN?
Pata nahi.. I don't mind it.. but would prefer something different.. its like a restaurant menu.. you wanna try everything but still go with the stuff u r comfortable with..I think this should be left for Maneesh to decide..
25. MORNING PERSON, OR NIGHT OWL?
Both..neither..kaam kya hai?
26. OVER EASY, OR SUNNY SIDE UP?
Err.. what does this mean ..omlette kya?
27. FAVORITE PLACE TO RELAX?
Apna Terrace.. the car after 11..
28. FAVORITE PIE?
Never had one.. so I think the one's they throw on other people in those old Laurel n Hardy movies
29. FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR?
Butterscotch I s'pose.. anything really..
30. OF ALL THE PEOPLE YOU TAGGED THIS TO, WHO'S MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND FIRST?
hehe.. who do I tag now.. I need to make more friends here I think..
Hmm..
tag goes to
Dara
Minal
Malkani
February 06, 2008
The Free is a Dirty Word
Never fall for the free.. you will end up like farsan.
The day before I saw an ad.. bu a medium pizza and a get a regular one free. I stay alone.. and when the pizza came (a good 26 mins late) I had a total package of 16 inches of pizza which cost me 140 bucks more than what I'd ideally have eaten and a completely lost look (for free of course).
In the end I decided to keep the smaller one for tomorrow (which ironically is today). And when the morrow came today I blatantly burnt the base blacker than myself. So when it all came down.. I paid 200 for a pizza that i had to force myself to finish and didn't even get to taste the "free" one except for four rotten tomatoes on it..
and yeah an upset stomach full of tandoori paneer as well.. for free.
The day before I saw an ad.. bu a medium pizza and a get a regular one free. I stay alone.. and when the pizza came (a good 26 mins late) I had a total package of 16 inches of pizza which cost me 140 bucks more than what I'd ideally have eaten and a completely lost look (for free of course).
In the end I decided to keep the smaller one for tomorrow (which ironically is today). And when the morrow came today I blatantly burnt the base blacker than myself. So when it all came down.. I paid 200 for a pizza that i had to force myself to finish and didn't even get to taste the "free" one except for four rotten tomatoes on it..
and yeah an upset stomach full of tandoori paneer as well.. for free.
January 27, 2008
I gave my heart to a stranger
I have goosebumps as I sit down to write this piece today. And more than ever I can't wait to get on writing.
Thoughts are running at breakneck speeds and I even finding it difficult to put them together to paint the picture I want. To begin simply I might as well say the reason behind it all. Adam Gilchrist retired, and perhaps for the last time went to the middle with that famous bat in hand.
And today.. just for today I'd like to give farsan an off.
While "Gilly" walked down to the sunset, Harsha Bhogle kept saying.. "perhaps there is more than just a lump in his throat" .. Gilchrist himself had admitted in an interview to Bhogle that he would be shattered when the day came. I can't say anything about others but I assure that there is at least one soul more that's feeling the same (ya baba.. me only).
I searched the web to find what people have written about this surprising turn of event. And I was left disappointed to say the least. There was nothing to match him.. I am sure the odes will follow soon once the match finishes and we get a lot more time to reflect on his glory.
I never thought I'd feel like this for a player from another country retiring. I mean I admired Steve Waugh a lot but didn't feel all that much when hung his boots at Sydney four years back. This was different. I almost didn't want him to get out. I couldn't watch when the cameras followed when he was walking off the field, and when he finally crossed the ropes I didn't want the walk to stop., nor the cameras.. perhaps I was looking to seize that moment forever.
I have no special reason to feel this way. Adam Gilchrist was not my hero like a Tendulkar or Dravid. In fact I am at a loss for words here to describe anything. The fact is I never realized that I harbored any sense of bonding with this guy till the news broke yesterday. It was almost as if he had been taken for granted and then you realize..
"wait a minute, he won't be there the next time this team takes field"
And as these words lie before me, I am sure they echo the feelings of many others the world over.
I do not know Gilchrist, never met him, I don't even know anything about him apart from what he did when he came out for his country on the cricket field. Yet my heart sank today. I gave my heart to a stranger.
Gilly changed the game, he turned it on its head showing how a wicket-keeper isn't just about ..well wicket-keeping. He gave careers to men like Dhoni. Many more might come to stake claim but Gilchrist will remain the one.. the one that started it all.
It is indeed a proud moment for many of us that we saw on the greats of this game walk in our generation. On a personal note it just makes me wonder what will happen to me when Dravid and Tendulkar bid adieu.. can't think of it!
A decade of destruction will be celebrated every time Adam Gilchrist walks on to the field this February, and ..
man this is unreal.. let's just say.. the lump was not just in Gilly's throat today..
Thoughts are running at breakneck speeds and I even finding it difficult to put them together to paint the picture I want. To begin simply I might as well say the reason behind it all. Adam Gilchrist retired, and perhaps for the last time went to the middle with that famous bat in hand.
And today.. just for today I'd like to give farsan an off.
While "Gilly" walked down to the sunset, Harsha Bhogle kept saying.. "perhaps there is more than just a lump in his throat" .. Gilchrist himself had admitted in an interview to Bhogle that he would be shattered when the day came. I can't say anything about others but I assure that there is at least one soul more that's feeling the same (ya baba.. me only).
I searched the web to find what people have written about this surprising turn of event. And I was left disappointed to say the least. There was nothing to match him.. I am sure the odes will follow soon once the match finishes and we get a lot more time to reflect on his glory.
I never thought I'd feel like this for a player from another country retiring. I mean I admired Steve Waugh a lot but didn't feel all that much when hung his boots at Sydney four years back. This was different. I almost didn't want him to get out. I couldn't watch when the cameras followed when he was walking off the field, and when he finally crossed the ropes I didn't want the walk to stop., nor the cameras.. perhaps I was looking to seize that moment forever.
I have no special reason to feel this way. Adam Gilchrist was not my hero like a Tendulkar or Dravid. In fact I am at a loss for words here to describe anything. The fact is I never realized that I harbored any sense of bonding with this guy till the news broke yesterday. It was almost as if he had been taken for granted and then you realize..
"wait a minute, he won't be there the next time this team takes field"
And as these words lie before me, I am sure they echo the feelings of many others the world over.
I do not know Gilchrist, never met him, I don't even know anything about him apart from what he did when he came out for his country on the cricket field. Yet my heart sank today. I gave my heart to a stranger.
Gilly changed the game, he turned it on its head showing how a wicket-keeper isn't just about ..well wicket-keeping. He gave careers to men like Dhoni. Many more might come to stake claim but Gilchrist will remain the one.. the one that started it all.
It is indeed a proud moment for many of us that we saw on the greats of this game walk in our generation. On a personal note it just makes me wonder what will happen to me when Dravid and Tendulkar bid adieu.. can't think of it!
A decade of destruction will be celebrated every time Adam Gilchrist walks on to the field this February, and ..
man this is unreal.. let's just say.. the lump was not just in Gilly's throat today..
January 14, 2008
Why do you blog?
Seth Godin blogs to promote his books I feel. But then he is promoting some gems, and doing it so well. Anyway, am sure a lot of people have asked a lot of people why people blog. So there is nothing new here. However, I needed to get certain things in perspective. Especially when going through intense blogstipation. Now this sounds like the death knell for any pro.blogger (something that I fancy myself to be) and I felt the need to rise out of it.
Since the 20th century it has always been my left brain that is working, I know it is my left..I have never been right. That leaves me with an eye for analysis and detailing. Figured I need to go deep down to figure out how to get back to blogging after nearly a month out in the wilderness.
So tracing back history. I started blogging quite some time ago to honestly impress people with my astute thinking and mesmeric writing abilities (ah woh din bachpan ke..). Pretty soon I was sharing out unnecessary details of my life to absolute strangers (mujhe pyaar hua tha na..) and felt I needed to rein my thoughts.
Then came the phase of showcasing capabilities, my creativity. I made this blog validate my claims at being a social stooge, made another one thelimitless to polarize my thoughts at the other end of life the deep and the poetic. Of course even poetry found its space online which was particularly aimed at one person who it seems never happened to read it.
Point of the matter being that like most wannabe attention seeking pup my blogging was always for the others. A place to vent my insecurities of acceptance further. There was a not so marked shift in this thought while blogging at thelimitless blog, where I genuinely felt I am preaching my school of thought about life irrespective of what the reader makes of it. Yet, like I said before here again the style of writing and basic premise of the blog was showing off.
I guess that makes me a showcase blogger.
Times have passed and blogging has taken over my life and brought it to an altogether different level. To the point that I am contemplating making a career out of it. I have written more posts in the last 5 months than an entire year before that. IF writing daily is not a criteria I am managing around 5 blogs at the moment with more lined up.
Again the purpose this time around is not so much appreciation of the man that I am as much as it is to add value on a general level to whosoever reads my blogs. A more steadied and business like approach to most of them. At this juncture it feels nice to be back here and list my experiences as it is. Will this thought remain.. honestly am not too sure.. I make vows to break them.. let's hope this stays.
Since the 20th century it has always been my left brain that is working, I know it is my left..I have never been right. That leaves me with an eye for analysis and detailing. Figured I need to go deep down to figure out how to get back to blogging after nearly a month out in the wilderness.
So tracing back history. I started blogging quite some time ago to honestly impress people with my astute thinking and mesmeric writing abilities (ah woh din bachpan ke..). Pretty soon I was sharing out unnecessary details of my life to absolute strangers (mujhe pyaar hua tha na..) and felt I needed to rein my thoughts.
Then came the phase of showcasing capabilities, my creativity. I made this blog validate my claims at being a social stooge, made another one thelimitless to polarize my thoughts at the other end of life the deep and the poetic. Of course even poetry found its space online which was particularly aimed at one person who it seems never happened to read it.
Point of the matter being that like most wannabe attention seeking pup my blogging was always for the others. A place to vent my insecurities of acceptance further. There was a not so marked shift in this thought while blogging at thelimitless blog, where I genuinely felt I am preaching my school of thought about life irrespective of what the reader makes of it. Yet, like I said before here again the style of writing and basic premise of the blog was showing off.
I guess that makes me a showcase blogger.
Times have passed and blogging has taken over my life and brought it to an altogether different level. To the point that I am contemplating making a career out of it. I have written more posts in the last 5 months than an entire year before that. IF writing daily is not a criteria I am managing around 5 blogs at the moment with more lined up.
Again the purpose this time around is not so much appreciation of the man that I am as much as it is to add value on a general level to whosoever reads my blogs. A more steadied and business like approach to most of them. At this juncture it feels nice to be back here and list my experiences as it is. Will this thought remain.. honestly am not too sure.. I make vows to break them.. let's hope this stays.
January 12, 2008
Babalog Farsan Uncle Back Again
The last time I made a post here I was just testing waters of an Internet business. It has nearly been 6 months since that and I am now in the midst of a career turmoil..life presents so many options man!
Anyway, more on that later. The good news is farsan is back. Let 2008 be the year they remember as the single biggest force on the web claimed his foothold. In the meanwhile we will satisfy ourselves with me.
Also I am deeply contemplating moving this blog elsewhere with a nice name and kickass design and all. What is toda thinking?
Anyway, more on that later. The good news is farsan is back. Let 2008 be the year they remember as the single biggest force on the web claimed his foothold. In the meanwhile we will satisfy ourselves with me.
Also I am deeply contemplating moving this blog elsewhere with a nice name and kickass design and all. What is toda thinking?
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