Metta Gadi Sangeetham,Sahithyam!

Well, there is nothing interesting going on for some time now. Arsenal's loss against Shitty didn't help much. But, the last couple of days have brought the action right back into my life. BOSM started. Arsenal went two goals down against Leige(which was a bit interesting) and recovered to win the match 3-2(which is obviously even more interesting). Meanwhile, we showed what home team advantage means, when we backed up our volleyball team (or shall we say...booed off the opposition?) to win a derby match against BKBIT in BOSM 2009.

Can't watch football tomorrow. But, I'm satisfied with the live text on BBC Sport for now. Anyway, lets get back on track. I've officially obtained the publishing rights of a poem written by the one and only Metta. Thanks mate! And here it is! Donno what he named it.

I would like to add my comments along with the lines to make it a bit funny( In brackets). After all, I could not imagine myself writing a poem. Great job Metta. But, no hard feelings ra!

 oh! great tree
You live the best
Ofcourse never for youself
but for the sake of ours.
you have the life everywhere
and live for us anywhere(Not in a desert/volcano)
not only your branches
are the ones you feed,
also the entire human life,(Good one!)
never were they(from ours to they?) humane to you(Proves that Metta is an alien)
you live for the life of ours
but we live in the place of yours
there did we cripple ourselves
nor did we realize that
and act for the good

people come realize the things
lets grow trees and
certainly will they grow us
we are well in time
lets don't make it out(Yeah! Never make out with a tree)
its the time to act
for our lifetime
to become more and more

Any suggestion to improve the poem or any abuse towards me or Metta for wasting your "precious time" can be made in the comments section or directly though Gtalk.

Learn from Everything

As dumb as it sounds, I never cared to write any labels for my posts. One of my friend recently started blogging. He was curious about all the things/ features that were supported by blogger. I was reminded about labels only when he asked about it. Guess you can learn from anyone in life. I (re-)learned about labels only from a lesser experienced blogger. I think one should have the will to learn, not considering the qualities of the teacher. Everyone has their field of expertise.

So, from now on...I will be labeling my entries.
Adios!
:)

Wing Thing

This is a director( of a movie) perspective of a wing. Our hostels are divided into wings. Each wing consists of 12 people, generally(including aliens :p). We all know that no two people are exactly same...or at least their tastes aren't. I'm gonna narrow this to 6 rooms. Imagine yourself standing outside...room no. 119. As you pass the room you can hear low volume - hard metal, what a combo.
:p

Suddenly, the sound of metal hitting metal/rock( rallu kottukune shabdam) starts dominating the low volume hard metal. With the occasional shots of "MONSTER KILL" , "OWNING" , "GODLIKE" , you should be able to realize that you are outside room 120. Then there is 121. All that you can hear would be the best songs/movies/some sitcom in English or Hindi(occasionally Telugu) in a very high volume. What you might not hear is the person, singing along or see his head banging. If it is silent out there, he might be playing a game/ watching "you-know-what"/ just sleeping.


As you pass by, the domain of sounds narrows down, you might hear RHCP or EMINEM or Mass Telugu songs. If you don't hear those from 122, you should be able to understand that he is playing CRICKET07. As you approach the end of the wing, you might hear new Hindi music or dialogues from any sitcom outside 123. And about 124...you will hear hear all the classic Telugu songs or Bryan Adams- Summer of 69 repeated over and over again. Some of the songs are as old as 30 years/ even more! And in a high volume, they definitely blow away the mind of his sidey. :D

So, this is about our half wing. Hope you enjoyed the description.