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Your Inner Child Is Naughty

Like a child, you tend to discount social rules. It’s just too much fun to break the rules! You love trouble - and it seems that trouble loves you. And no matter what, you refuse to grow up!

A movie that will make even the most macho man cry?? Maybe.. I’m talking about the movie Rain Man. I watched the movie last night(for the 8th time) and haven’t been able to get it out of my head. IMO i feel its Dustin Hoffman and Tom Cruise’s best performance. Two brothers, one successful and the other mentally challenged, are reunited. They both learn how to live with each other and eventually learn to love each other.

Dustin Hoffman is my favorite actor. I’d watch him in any role. I was amazed at the way he pulled off this role. The vacant stare, the monotone voice, the screaming, it was unbelievable. Each time I watch it I am floored by his talent. Tom Cruise is also good(i hate that SOB), the villain of the story who undergoes such a subtle change that it’s almost not visible until nearly the end, but I suppose it is very clear and easy to say that Dustin acts him off the screen. No wonder he won the Oscar!!!

This is a good drama that gives an idea of what living with an autistic person must be like. I’ve heard my cousin talk about autistic kids and though it gave me a general idea of what it would be like to take care of such a kid/person…this movie kinda shows how it actually is.

The best scene in the movie has to be the scene in the motel where Charlie discovers who “Rain Man” really is. Clever, brave and superbly done, Rain Man download it, buy it, leech it..its up to you but don’t miss it.

 

I’ve been getting a lot of flack for the way my blog looks. I hear things like…what’s with the grass…The image does not blend well…the color theme is ok but could be better etc etc…i guess its because of the nature of my work (I’m in multimedia)
Well people…..here’s it is..

I was too lazy to build a custom layout. This is a default WP theme that i lifted off da net.

Damn!!! I wish i was a kid again. Now what triggered this thought?? Well i met my buddies from school this weekend and as usual we were talking about all the crazy stuff we had been through and suddenly we realized that we hardly get time to meet. The craziest thing is this, my office is a 5 minute walk from my buddy’s office and yet we hardly meet not even for lunch. Back home i was thinking about how carefree life was when i was a kid. No thoughts about deadlines, work pressure, investments, expenditure, updating myself professionally etc etc…all i had to think was do i finish my homework now or should i copy it from someone from school the next day?. It was mostly the latter. I could play a song i liked really loud, over and over without worrying about what others might think. All the games where we made up the rules along the way. All those stamp trades, thirutu ice-creams. Life Was Good!!!. I’m not saying i lead a crappy life now, Life is still good. Its just that it has become very mechanical and I’ve gotta make schedules for everything now..wait its time for me to scratch……………….Ah that felt good.

I met another interesting person this week..My Lecturer from college. It was nice to see him after all these years. I thought he’d have trouble remembering me but he recognized me immediately which is good, but he remembered me as the skinny guy who always kept talking and causing trouble. Well…I’m proud of that too coz i believe that “if you cannot be part of the solution…be part of the problem”

Talking about problems i had a nice argument with a colleague of mine. It was basically a Veg Vs Non-Veg argument. While he argued about vegetarians being similar to animals coz they basically eat leaves and fruits, a thought popped in my mind…Who was the first person to say, “See that chicken over there … I’m gonna eat the first thing that comes out if its butt”?. Well to each their own what can i say . i also overheard a couple of girls talking about “Split-Ends”…doesn’t that make you wonder, why don’t the hairs on your arms get split ends?

I have been thinking about getting a new mobile phone…I am tempted to get a SE K750i…but i have been successfully resisting temptation till now. I was talking about this to Karthik..our company’s IT-Manager and he asked me not to buy it now and wait for some more time and prices will drop. He even used the famous “Good things comes to those who wait” line. Let me ask you this, aren’t the ‘good things that come to those who wait’ just the leftovers from the people that got there first?

Anyway i will be getting the new mobile soon but the only thing that’s holding me back is the fact that SE is coming out with more new models, i don’t want to buy the K750i and then regret not buying a higher model later. Anyways i gotta get it soon coz companies are now giving away free gifts which brings me to another question Why do companies offer you “free gifts?” Since when has a gift NOT been free?

Yipee i’ll be writing reviews and articles on a International Technology Board from now on…What..Why..and When..will be posted here later

Let’s face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple.

English muffins weren’t invented in England or French fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren’t sweet, are meat.
We take English for granted.

But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.

And why is it that writers write but fingers don’t fing, grocers don’t groce and hammers don’t ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn’t the plural of booth beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? One index, 2 indices?

Doesn’t it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend, that you comb through annals of history but not a single annal? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?

If teachers taught, why didn’t preacher praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? If you wrote a letter, perhaps you bote your tongue?

Sometimes I think all the English speakers should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane. In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? Park on driveways and drive on parkways?
How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and wise guy are opposites?

How can overlook and oversee be opposites, while quite a lot and quite a few are alike? How can the weather be hot as hell one day and cold as hell another.

Transport: we drive on the parkway and park in the driveway; cargo comes by air and shipments by road.

Have you noticed that we talk about certain things only when they are absent? Have you ever seen a horseful carriage or a strapful gown? Met a sung hero or experienced requited love?

Have you ever run into someone who was combobulated, gruntled, ruly or peccable? And where are all those people who ARE spring chickens or who would ACTUALLY hurt a fly?

You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which an alarm clock goes off by going on.

English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race (which, of course, isn’t a race at all). That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible.

And why, when I wind up my watch, I start it, but when I wind up this essay, I end it.