Nerf Gun Headshot!

Android, you make me smile!

So I was headed back home from the gym with Ma and Pa and I was trying to figure out how the voice dialing and texting worked on my dad's Samsung Galaxy S. I pick up the phone and say "Call Aakash Mobile"

The phone replies with a list of numbers to call. First on the list was "Call Occasional Wife" !

I couldn't stop laughing! The Phone had searched online for what it thought I said, (Apparently, Aakash Mobile rhymes with Occasional Wife in 1s and 0s) and given us the list.

My dad says he doesn't like the phone much. I still love it! I can't wait for him to get tired of it and give it to me! XD

Angry rantings of a Mad Man in the Making...

Let's all run armour clad through the streets. Let the bridges burn. Let the buildings burn. Let it all be brought down to dust. Let's destroy all that we ever built. Let's destroy ourselves. Let's remind those that ever caused us pain just what pain is. Let's ensure they and everyone else suffer. Let's ensure that they remember. That everyone remembers that day when it all came crashing down. Drop atom bombs and moltoves and the truth on to every being that we hate the most. Let the cities burn. Let the naxalites and the seperatists destroy our ways of living. Let our perception be destroyed. Yet our ideals be destroyed. Let out emotions be let out. Let it pain. Let it hurt. Let it crumble down around us as we fall to our knees, elbow deep in rainwater and blood looking up in pain and dispair at the sun that never came out, hidden by the clouds. The black, black clouds of death and despair. Let it al be over. It it all be done.

Now let the next day come. Let the clouds part, let the sun shine. Let us look at the world again, destroyed. Finished. Brought back to the very beginning of itself. Let there be Clarity of Thought. Finally, Clarity of Thought, and Action, and all that is true. Let us begin once more, correct all that we did wrong. Let us start afresh. With all that we lacked before. Let it begin once more, if only to fall and be rebuilt again. Let it happen every day and every minute and every second of our lives. Let it go.

Mad Man in the Making

Ever ferlt like you're losing it? I feel that every day. Like I'm losing it a little at a time. But hey! What do I know! But think about it. Look around, and you'll realize that somewhere in the middle of every room. At the end of some random phone line or text conversation, there exists a mad man in the making, Someone that's slowly losing it at a time. Watch out for those man... Watch out...

On The Bus Preview!

Lyrics and info are in the Description! :)

Seeds Part 1

At 10PM on a Saturday night, a fat man in a South Mumbai theater has a bout of inspiration. A little seed comes into existence inside his brain that, if planted, sheltered and watered just right could become something life-changing! But at that point of time, all of the fat man's energies are focused at sustaining the seed just long enough to be planted into some firm soil somewhere outside this theater.

At A quarter past 5 on a lazy Sunday evening, eight fingers and a couple of thumbs beat away incessantly on a little white keyboard. Letters flash on to a screen. A seed is planted.

A few years later, as the fat man and his friends watch as silent standers-by, that very idea is ruthlessly cut down. A Multiplex is made instead. An idea dies.

Of course, sometimes, a stray seed from a fallen tree is carried further than expected. A little sparrow at 4AM sings a little seed into Somebody's mind ever so gently and from there the idea drips into a little garden that our Mr. Somebody has maintained for far too long without a fruit. A few years later, a revolution occurs. All because of what happened in a South Mumbai theater at 10PM.

Ideas are wonderful. Nai? So wonderful in fact, that I'm going to write about them some more!

NYU

Application's done! All the required material's been sent in to NYU for a admission into the Music Technology program!  Now all that's left it for them to say "Come On Over Ustaad!" or something like that! Let's hope I get through!

Hope! Hope I Say!