Delirious Retrogression of frenzied Aberrant

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2009-03-01T19:19:00.000+05:30

As you know I dont watch Bollywood movies, generally. But, so many suggestions and recommendations for this movie!!

Karry said "Sale, Tarantino style movie, go watch"

Thota said "Baap, baap movie hai, dekh bc"

TimesOfIndia "5-star movie, a must watch"

some other paper "Either the movie will be your worst or the best!"

I thought lets give it a try, Ill take up the torture of 3 hours of romantic seduction of typical bolly movie, which I could never succumb to. As, all other flatmates were not interested, went with half-bald-Poojan ji....Had food @ some restro-bar, tasty chicken it was although....1 1\2 pegs of Smirnoff...bill of 350 bux, decent enough...tickets worth 140 /- each....lets gooo for teh movieee

We reached movie few mins late, but np, will do...movie starts and ends...and I'm like...wow, was this a bollywood movie? This kind of direction? The closeup pinups, not for facial chutiatic expressions but to rather focus on the blurred background? The soft touch of colors in the movie like in any noir movie ? The soundtrack of the movie, not as in any other songs-cum-dance of other movies? The editing of scenes wputting up from twisted scenes beforehand to arouse some interest? The brilliant acting of desi actor? The unedited lines even after censorship? The daring wild stuff talks and seductions? The steps an average this-age-alienated-drunkard takes? Dealing with hot topics like MMS-scandal and publicity stunts ,yet giving the soft touch of the affected personalities? How by just natural dialogues and words, humour is induced without any Jhonny lever or the actor laughing himself? One scene is so serious , the next soo smoothing!

I could not beleive how thankfully the golden era of ridiculous typical bollywood movies have gone....Here is the proof of dawn of new era of movie making!! I applaud , bow towards and cheer up the director and the upcoming ones, keep this going I shall no longer want to watch just Hollywood movies! If you have not watched the movie yet, thinking will it be worthy of bux you gonna spend, or you will watch it on pirated DVD, you better buy a dildo and help yourself...

The previous Weekend...

2009-03-01T19:01:00.001+05:30

Last weekend was the worst as well as best, pleasant as well as horrible one I've felt after movin over to Poona. Happened to see lotta faces, said hello to various creatures (non-human), watched loads of natural-awards @ green carpet :D

Cae back home after a lengthy conference call @ friday evening. Had to sleep early to wake up early next morning, forrrrr my first cycle trek/trip. According to the plan 4 guys and a gal were supposed to join for the trip, but sadly only 2 guys turned up. The plan was for a 180 kms long trip for 2-days...I know it sounds like, 'bas itna hi door' to you, but I would like to ask 'How many Kms at max you have cycled in your life?'...So better stfu afaik... We had started @ 7 Am from my house. As recommeded to me, I searched if any1 got Tracksuit over here, Karry said Pappu had, but our miniscule brain chess player had kept it @ home(damn it took me long time to explain him what a tracksuit is, neither I had one nor I played any game, still I at least knew wat it was :X), so I had to ride with my Reebok lower, which was comfortable, but not tight enough to stop my balls getting hurt from the bumpy jumps of the fucked up roads of ghat.

Took the path which deviated from the National-highway leading to Infosys office, then we entered a superb road, built by our govt. , which is now claiming for its hand in winning 8 Oscars for 'Slumgod Shittonaire' (source: http://www.kisaso.com/congress-claims-slumdog-credit/

)...It was the supposed state-highway but even if a remote tribal glances at his, he will take a great relief and say 'thank god, the natural muddy roads are better than this potholed road'

...sigh and this wasn't the worst of series of roads which I faced later on....Amazingly, I was not pissed at those roads, because I was busy wondering, what kind of brilliant-IAS(s)-mothafuckas orders to construct tar roads on hilly areas with cheap-worse materials and then realizing that the roads worn out sooner than tyres, causing numerous accidents.. so order to destruct those roads rather than patching it and lay out stones and pebbles to form a new layer , by then govt. changes and puts on a hold to the construction, which results in THE WORST POSSIBLE STONY MUDDY ROUGHEST ROADS ever possible in any part of the world....have a look

Nonetheless I was quite excited coz I was passing through Redridge mountains ( remember?? WoW?!!...bc such similarities in those dry leaved trees, the pathways but didnt notice any of the creatures :S) After couple of Kms of riding we were greeted by a huge lake, known as Mulshi lake (:A munshi you should have been here) ...Thrilled, we got down to rest, play baddy, had food (which we had parceled @ some dhaba) then I went to take a dip in the cold lake...although I hurt my sole and fingers of my right leg while getting down the sharp-stony bottomed lake but had nice fun swimming in a natural water-body for the first time (its was not like the same as in sea shore, where hardly even Micheal Phelps can 'swim' with or w\o getting stoned)...Later on after taking a nap we stepped back on road, to notice the warning board which says 'This lake is dangerous because of reptiles, dont think of swimming or even washing clothes'....wow I didnt see any croc or snake while I was in the water for 40 mins :S....

and oh I forgot to 'show-off' my byke rite ? :)

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till here we had covered arnd 40 kms...thought 'ah, half distance covered, lets gooooo just 50 moree'...but amazingly the road thwarting my peaceful ride somehow..the inclination started increasing slowly from 20' to 60' at times! Even my 24-geared vehicle could not climb by the surmounting pressure I was trying to put on the pedals...giving up, had to get down, climb the hill....Meanwhile got amazing response from the candidates, on motor driven bikes and so called 4 wheeled power vehicles, some cheered like "goooooooo olympicssssss", some gave 'thumbs up', some ridiculed by laughing thier ass off, some started villagers started discussing "you know these new cycles come with 'bindass' gears, you can travel at speed comparable to motorbikes",some just moved thier heads along with the speed like the cows which were constantly staring at me while riding through this peace of grassland

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After another couple of kms we came over the first hotel we saw since leaving pune, It was a mountain resort and looked quite exciting to lodge but hit the road once we heard the price-tag of one night stay, which was just 1,600 bux for double bedroom...no thanx I'll sleep on road along with mammoth-sized-junglee-mosquitoes

Before missing out the sunset behind the huge mountains, we passed through green, lushy stretch of rainforest kindda trees...felt like was cycling in Ashenvale!...not forgetting after climbing up few Mts. cycled down downhill @ speed of 40-50 kmph@!@!@# wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee until..... I realized that a wrong stone or wrong brake or wrong turn would send me instantly to Hell(which I have planned to visit at later point of life) by pulling me down the cliff, and giving momentary satisfaction of flying in the air :E

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The bright sky turned its color from blue to orange, when i lighted my fag

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Then turned to purple haze !

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Thanks to the leader of the winning team of Enduro-3 (a national level cycling+trekking event) a torch was fixed in front of one of the cycles, which actually did not help much on the rough road, still we managed to reach a lodge....booked a room (just 400 bux this time!)....ordered food @ 7:30 PM...They kept asking me why I smoke soo many ciggs and other obvious bullshit Qs for which I embarked upon thier personal addictions ( which is the best shortcut to make any1 stfu from asking any more stupid Qs)...then mind-blowing philosophical discussions started as usual by me for I had to timepass, for I didnt wish to hear any of thier 'romantic' stories :D...This went on until 10:30 until we realized the food handt arrived yet :S....Finally after few more mins of burning stomach, we were served with a thali....burp! sleep time...zzz

Woke up next morning @ 7 when we were supposed to wake up @ 5 :\ Pakced up things, there was not breakfast, so had to leave..It was cool the breeze on the mountain tops. And as well, it was totally downslope, so did not have to put up much effort....came down @ a speed exceeding 40 kmph, escaped from few accidents and clashes ...that fucking rough road caused a sparin in my left knee, I felt it everytime I had to pedal later...Somehow managed to take in the pain to cycle 20 kms on flat road, had nice warm breakfast, raised the seat later, applied mustard oil to take away the sprain...Then the horrible things started to happen....IT WAS SO FUCKING HOT, that fuckign day in february which is supposed ot be cool enough to let flowers blossom @ spring, damn u fucking sun...all bottles run out of water, we were so thirst and I especially was so tired, I felt couple of times that I should just take a lift from bypassing car rather than to cycle 40 kms more!!...Finally other 2 guys also gradually got tired, and we started taking more breaks under shady trees :)...but I had run out of cigarettes :S so had to get down and ask couple of oldies guys on they way who stopped to have a smoke!...some refused giving strange looks, some benevolently gave spare fags ...thank you darlings, you made my day comfortable..

I wonder how i gulped down 8 litres of water, 4 glasses of lassi, 7 glasses of nimbu pani, 2 soda bottles, and 3 mazaa ones...:D The distance started lessening, but the stupid heat would increase. had virtually abused the climate around 20 times, nothing worked somehow....still clutching the handle bar and pedalling at slow rate we reached our homes somehow....bur surprise!!!!! there were visitors @ home...Mouse!, Minni, Modi naa!, Pratik, Nimish, etc and for the first time somehting was getting cooked at the kitchen apart from Maggie and Milk~!...But as I was dead-tired, gulped down 5-6 pegs of Rum and Vodka, ahd chat for 1-2 hours and then woke up after 12 hours, where Minni was raping poor gupta G after Poojan got raped for 5 hours...no, not sexually!! but @ Bollywood movie trivia...eww minni tried to pull in my leg, but ahem, I was such experienced @ bolloywood movies he had to continue with Slim babu again :D this went on for 2 hours and then minni slept while asking some stupid question :S

Meanwhile, mouse was on path of becoming god @ God of War game @ my PSP....and me?, writing this post.....but publishing this after a week, dunno why :Z

P.S.: I tried attaching the pics, fuckign chut net connection not strong enough to upload 10 photos :x

Pages from Diary of a Zombie/Maggot

2009-03-01T18:44:00.000+05:30

Disclaimer's Notice :

Guys, please do no proceed further with the post if the below conditions are not applied to you:

1) This is a very lengthy post.So, you have to be a patient reader, else fuck off.

2) If you are a gamer, not as in a casual one-two games player, but a devoted patient diseased coz of gaming-addiction.

3) If you are a DA-IICTian, rest fuck off immediately.

4) If you are an intelligent commenter.I dont want a random dickhead to surprise me with an expert comment.

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Recognize the above seqeuence of lines? It is supposed to be the half of the time taken to open your eyes, because of the scream/abusive words "spoken" quite in a loud amplitude; or because of an Alarm (no NOT an alarm clock to wake you up for lectures), but an 'verbal' Wakeup alarm by so-called-gaming-addicted-brains to let you know that the previous game of DotA or CS got over and they needed one more player for the next game! ...The above one is status time my goddamn-always-outdated-for-gaming PC took to to load the respective map for the game.

After which in milliseconds the passive-waiting-until-death characteristics visible even in your face just morph into a monstor,with full adrenaline rush, to blow up the enemies, played by very well known dickheads. Most of them you would hardly be acquanited with. Am saying this coz you might not have felt that way coz any of you hardly talked face-to-face with antras perse or vice versa wrt northies.Accepted, it was coz of langage deficiency. But, once the concept of smileys and short-SMS -lingo words are injected into yor brains, it didnt matter at all , if you even did not knew who (and from where,etc) your is team-ally player. No offense, but I hope you kids have grown up now and living a globally-cultured lives talking to different people, who you would have thought, not even in dreams you would have to deal with that kind of asshole from XYZ or so. :D

Ok, sorry that nearby racisit views, but lets go on to lighter parts.For every one was addicted to write "LOL" when he gets a shock on the death of his character in game or which he finds even remotely funny per se it always striked me initially shocking how incredibly the IQ of an a decent AIEEE top scorer degrades, slowly, withering away every page of books he had mugged up in the all-Indian-Engineering-dream to get into the premier IIT institutes.

Sadly, the dream feels so remote that even the distance between the earth and sun seems less compared to archive the dream.Even after taking the painbearing lashes of equations,

torture of reading a new question every paper on same topic ( which you know you have read before sometime, but forgot the details in it now!), fighting with your sword (pen) against the devlish smiling fuckfaced teachers, and countless unexplainable factors and figres the magic wand did not work for me and most of fellow DA-IICTians. Cheer up now, everythin isnt over yet, rite... :)

Going back to gaming , the 'reborn' gamer comes over to the room or meet in the lobby or FC to discuss and prove how few interesting things were there in the evening games. If there was more of oxygen in the air to burn up, there there would be lot of matchsticks lit up to empty the magnificient pack of 10 Goldflake ciggarettes, else roam all around the wings searching for a 'spare' cigarrete which usually ends up sharing with 3 other guys, but that satisfaction of smoking magical puffs...ooooh. Similarly if the blood pressure increases, the next game would start then itself to kill more, buy more armour and stuff, to shout and scream at others, to feel the satisfaction a thirsty Vampire would get when sucking blood, and majorly.....TO WIN THE FRUCGKING GAME!! to prove yourself better than the others. Tell me, if were/are any sports player, be it indanized version of soccer, or girl's baddy game or cahsing the tiny ball on a table have you ? EVER? felt the same way the adrenaline rush which you get while playing virtual sports? I think, we know the answer :)

Sigh, as the saying says 'Every dog has its day', what I fail to understand is ; does it mean every dog has its day to shine and bark its ass off to prove worthy or does it mean the apocalyptic day of the Dog has come and it has to take contless beatings from his master?? Because I used to feel both of above instances at various points of time, within the timescale of 4 years in DA-IICT! Lemme elaborate a lil bit.... After the crucial gaming instances which longed for hours, most of people are almost devoid of physical and mental energies, and some drowned into the sea of sleep ( you could see in their eyes)....Still most of most of the gamers turned up showing their gullible faces @ GALLA even before it used to open @ 6:30!

Are you hungry? Go on, have poha or burji or omlette..

Are you thirsty? Go on, have multiple small cups of chai...

Are you mind-fucked? Go on, buy a pack and finish it off there itself within 2 hours....

Are you bored? Go on, have chat with a person you knew by face perse, but never had talks with....Which were effective wrt talking with seniors whom we had talked in an-underground-GAY-sense, Eg: "You know Voodoo is the best player in DA-IICT,He shoots like this and that...blah blaah"...Nonetheless their personalities turned out way outbound when compared to the perception in our brains what we had thought abt him!! You have to be understand here, I am not being GAY in any sense :x

Is everyone bored? GoGoGo Dumb-charads, where most of the time I never knew about the old-classic-Telugu/Hindi movies, but managed to act dumb and convey the words!

Are you thrilled still? Go on, move to the other galla @ 8, and then lie down @ cots for hours from 8 to 12 when the famous Bhai combo(yeh Dev bhai and Ashok Bhai) arrive to fill up your stomach and make your tongue sweet with delicious Pav-bhaji and Khas pani.....yummy! I miss it nowwwwwwww

Well, moving back to our dens to have a nice sleep for the sun used to shine so bright, it became hard to keep my eyes barely open to tolerate the torture. As, you know they way I lived, as in taking bath once in 3 weeks (still somehow I follow this trend even now also), washing clothes in 2-3 months (err. no kaam wali/ washing machinee @ home here, so you know, this also continues), bed sprawling with clothes and cds and books and finding a little space to lie down without even changing your jeans or jacket! But, still the mammoth of dreams in my sleep would never leave me alone. Most of the times based on story of heroes of DotA or thier magical fights or previously CS shooting spree or based on some noir movie which hit you so bad mentally and psychologically even grass would not dare to do! Even more to add a background score the Metal tracks played randomly used to take out my sould from the body and putting it back wrt the drum beats, for I could not possibly head-bang while sleeping , right? It wasnt so bad either. Some times there was total peaceful sleep, no sound, no thinking, no dreams, JUST PLAIN SLEEP as in COMA or something. But , interestingly most of those used to get interrupted by an unexpected call @ 10 AM or so by a so-called-friend with whom I hardly used to talk, or by the pressings/pulling accompanied with shouting "Kaloo, uth Jaa....POP QUIZZ hai!!"

Jesus that used to be so painful to wake up just after 2 hours of sleep to get 'normal' to grasp the situation, when everybody in the wing ( applied only for E-Wing) just starts sprinting here and there carrying brushes and towels and clothes to rush as soon as possible. But, lucky me I was not bothered about clothing ot smeeling good, so I went back to sleep to get woken up just couple of minutes later, by bernaulli or ranu or some accepted-respected-friend :) who wont leave you alone even if you say "No, man not interested", for they cared abt you somehow (have to confirm coz of gayness or ??) Sigh..I managed to find my slippers in time and when I go to pee/shit at that battle-cry time, amazingly the whole bathroo used to get booked, this hardly even happened @ 8 AM when the bookworms ususally get up, clea up and attend lectures in fresh-manners (fuck off you narcisstic bastards). So, I have to just control my pressure, and then the real sprint starts...from Hostel room to the holy rooms of LT!....Jeez although in reality it is just 500 Mts far or so....but the strain one would feel running in such above conditions and mental tortures is incomparable even if you print for 10 kms soberly..

Phew, few seconds to grasp before you enter the arena where one dickhead stands on the diaz, looks at you in a manner as if we are aliens who landed on earth just days ago...And then he takes a decision in his ingenious brain somehow and conveys "Guys,you are late for the lecture which is supposed to have Pop quiz. Although you were helped by friends to wake up , but you can please leave. Come early next time ;;; accompanied by a wink ;)".. This part was not as shocking as you would think at this moment, because I had other things to look upon that time, like shitting urgently, pee for 2 mins, and then go to fc to fill up burning stomach and then go back to galla again...Well, if you ask how I felt abt the quiz and course, here is my thought and response I would have given at that time.."Fuck the quiz, fuck the course, fuck the professor, fuck the mid-sems, fuck the end-sems, fuck the grades, fuck the semester, fuck the degree, fuck everything". This is why I stopped going to lectures, quizzes, labs, and also exams sometimes.

You would think again ATM that "jeez what introverted thoughts, that's why you suffered, you bastard"..Lol, for this I can prove at least in 10 ways how it didnt apply to me and you were the introvert that time...But, lemme in other hand show you how this attitude was beneficial only to me, from all the 240 students in the batch :) I have flunked in around 10 courses in the span (dont ask me which all, I have to open up the grade sheet, god there are 50+ courses!) for which some had re-exams, but the concept was removed, thans to book-worms jealous ass pricks such as Jayneel Gandhi or some1 ( you mother fuckign morons,, did you even give a thought about its repercussions even once? )

Butt lucky me and the lucky summer courses ( yeah I stayed every dreadful summer of all 4 years) I used to score 'B' grade somehow, not that even then I attended lectures or soemthing, but somehow, cannot rememeber now :S which summed up in incresing my pointer , even more than an average pop-quiz attended who used to get a 'D' or 'C' grade who ended up unable to reach even 5.5 CPI @ placements...Damn, thanx to chakka for this....I had one course that time, DCS i presume, didnt attend the lectures and labs, he was pissed, but had to convince him somehow I needed a 'B' grade to get my ptr coz of which I can get a job! took up the pain of doing BTP under him (it wasnt dat bad, but the friggin maths stuff :@ ), fucked up that exam which had some idiotic nonsense signals and digital stuff, the question itself could not penetrate my Metal-Head....still he awarded with a 'B' got the ptr...printed the score sheet and gave the infy written just an hour after it...managed to pass it, arranged for a formal wear and shoes and ties ( i think I didnt bathe even that time!) thankx to Munshi for dressing me up handsomely ;) Fucking such idiotic questions @ the HR interview...chee, still I remember I fucked up 2 out of 5 of them :S...Results were out at night, just before Bernaulli's birthday...and as known I had had a job in my hand...after which my attitude had strengthened up 100 times and didnt not bother to even look out for any other oppurtunity.....alas, it wasnt same for every1, I rememebr darinda, who was not placed and gand-phat that time saying "Abe kaloo ka bhi placement ho gaya"...Err you mother fucking kleptomaniac bookworm piece of shit, am way better than you in countless ways...Sigh, not just him even Bernaulli was not placed yet, after TCS, Ignfosys and Mindtree .....bahahaha cant stop myself laughing, you fucking prick what did you do at those interviews, tell me you didnt try to strip or seduce the interviewrs.. Wish you would have cleared that down to earth idiotic Infosys written exam, you would be here @ pune now :\

No, this game doesnt end here....few guys were soo hyped up that, 'chei Infosys and TCS are mass-recruitment', lets try in persistent or Sapient or Tata-elxsi, and they indedd got the multiple offers in thier hands,.....alas, another comical tragedy in life known as recession of 2008...hahahah you assholes ho gaya dream jobs ka GG? now , where are you @ infosys? Wipro? TCS? lol, tell me it was worth it grinding your ass off all those 4 years? Still disagree ot agree? Piss-off then... the corporate game just started got miles to run after :) lets see who lasts where!

Thanks to the timely periods of tourneys, when guys foght up to form the best clan from the place and fight up with other clans as practice sessions. I personally never had to fight out in the hierarchy in my batch or one above to get a place in that golden clan, offers were always open for me. I know I wasn't such a great player, or dat great teamwork occured which I used to expect, or a great team leader or a calm analyser or an avid supporter in times of losing the games... But, still I led afai remember 4-5 clans? Earned the most out of all game tourneys, got acquainted with not just college pro-gamers,and played maximum no. of games in and outside DA-IICT , won and also lost lots of games...and also tested and played numerous rips and full version pirated games...

But, things changed year by year while senior elite batches left and idiotic batches off 250 dickheads and cunts started joining after us. Phase of CS was over, then entered golden era of DotA, while dried up soon enough. Not that there were no more gaming, but there were less servers when compared to earlier and the % of n00bs incresed bombastically, those fucks never played well nor tried to play well per se. Its not in thier DNA and blood, which makes them not worthy of following our steps in gaming! Damn, I spent time even in those chut servers just to timepass, there was no more tough-fights, I hardly felt adrenaline rush any more, no more alternate strategies to bring down the powerful enemies, no more experimenting with the way of playing....It became so simple, just join the game, do what you want, just come over the fights and kill the n00bs and then buy stuff and then rape them again....jesus what I had become from what, soon as expected the skills faded away, everythign started drying up, became boring....so had to jump over to alternate timepass which amazingly blessed me with such immense wisdom ATM...

Books! damn, i had never thought I would be reading philosphical books at any point of time. But mark my word, I never felt struggling against a book trying to prove the author wrong by having virtual converesations with him while reading! The thriller books i had read earlier were good timepass, gave some thrills and frills but hardly any logical sensible conlucions out of them, but then came the time to move onto Sci-Fiction and Philosphy which has had its impact on my brain forever, for the respect I shall be giving to the authors for inducing such unexplainable effects with just words! Hail Nietzsche! Hail Guevara! Hail Hitler! Hail Descartes! Hail Plato! Hail Sartre!

Movies! Damn again, I was into movies since childhood whereas I never had a TV cable connection @ my house ever in my life, got beaten up couple of times from the warden @ jail kwown as IIT-coaching institution for bunking lecs to attend premiere shows of Matrix, etc. Still I had not developed a taste for movies, for I watched only those popular ones which were accesible at that time. Time changes, so does the taste. Thanx to the various downloaders of the seasons who kept on waging wars against the slow speed net connection by using JAP and FREEDOM and RS and PYTHONS!

Thanks for compiling up the top iMDB by'Sam'!, numerous Director's Specials by 'Koduru','sp1n', etc

Music! Damnest thing in my life. I could never ever be the personality I was before joining DA-IICT, which was devoid of any kind of musical taste. I remember it was one track which blew off my mind while I was roaming in a remote village doing Rural Internship. It was clawfinger's 'Biggest and the Best' featured in SK|Heaton 's gaming vid.

The heaviness of the guitar riffs, the aggressive vocals, the drum beats which shaked up even the mitochondrias, nonetheless the theme itself. I had never felt that way wrt even Metallica or any other Rock band. Hell, I dont what what got into me I then devoted myself to the devil of Rock-n-Roll aka Metal. This rage, this addiction, this weird mixed feelings, this noise had engulfed into my soul. This had driven me into take the great leap into the depth where I could find as many discogs of bands all around the world with such different idealogies and thinkings but had a common style of playing music, which most of the people refrain from listening to, coz it was not smoothing enough or uncomfortable form of music. Initially I crawled while tasting different kinds of pouplar bands of Metal, time came when I had to move even more deeper to find the origins and truthful sounds which the then indie-independent bands had performed. The bewilderment caused out of such branched genres of music under one common tag 'Metal', within not one track, or album or the whole discography never can be compared with any other band! By then I had downloaded around 50 GB of mp3s, with which I could listen to months without repeating same track, but new bands keep popping up and also I could not miss out the classic bands, so I devoted most of time in downloading albums and albums ,while an avrage dickhead spends on 'surfing' the net for new scraps or some chutiatic news or some celebrity nude pics, etc. Now, affirmatively can say no other asshole can stand up against me wrt taste or history or collection or even headbanging to the Music :)

Hell I almost forgot of the impact of a personality who is not even a resident (evil) of India even now! You know already, such lethargic, non-brushing, non-bathing, use-and-throw clothes, dont-give-a-fuck to anything kind of personality. He had influenced me in soo many ways which exceed the impact of most famous gamer of our batch aka 'CC' or HTB wala asshole who could not even sing at the most needed time or the scary south indian monster from E-wing known as 'Thota' or my slimmest roomie ever or....(list goes on, all had influenced me anyways :D ) but this squeaking fuck was an angel of death for me, my personality changed and changed and changed forever, following and taggign with him while watching such weird movies ( which became the godly movies of all times), listening to such weird noisy music ( the only branch of music I shall bow towards noe), such exquisite style of gaming, such weird thoughts and thinkings and views after smoking/drinking up loads of stuff, and such circles of friends....Mr.Mouse, I owe you a lot, which I could never pay you back with!

You, have to understand over here that, I am trying to brag about myself, but to show how I ended up being "unique" in any sphere of my life. Finally, was all of it worth to live up like a personality known as Kaloo? Hell, yeah!

RocknRolla! First Fire, then Lock then Load movie!!

2009-03-01T18:39:00.003+05:30

Ah, a hot maggi prepared by at-home-after-gym-time-benched-sandy, although it is 2 Am ATM. Am stirred in an inquisitve approach for understanding the latest movie of Guy Ritchie 'RockNrolla', intellectually. Apart from me being 5 pegs drunk, my brain is overwhelmingly attracted as well as repelled by the story! As following the path for movie suggestions you have been taking since college years, "yeah, Its an amazing movie man", "A must watch", "mindblowing direction".Not being sarcastic, I would like you to know the story of the movie before watching the movie, for the point of the movie isss....ah lets catch up with this later!

The movie as the name suggests , you would feel like it is about a Rock-n-Roll star or if you had gone through any review (without any spoiler, i suppose) about the gambling about gambling stuff by the superficial 'Boss' of the presumed unnamed area of UK. But lemme share a lil bit more. This movie is not about the narrator who is supposed to have a major role by being the right-hand of the boss in the movie alas, not. Not even about his gang of finish-the-job kind of guys. Not even about the hierarchy of gangstas. Not even about the Russian gangsta who is known to the world as a reknown Builder, and who carries on under the table trades to acquire land and property and stuff from the local bosses of the area, for his role turns out to be attracted to his female-black-accountant (nah, not a nigerian one, but the Niah' 4m MI2...oooo) who in turn plans the heist of the 'lucky' painting of the russian guy who gifts it to the local boss not as a token of friendship as he says, but as a bait for he can hold a grip against the latter. The plan goes well, until the first roberry of 7 million $s, the second time they try the same thing again,the russian Boss's bodyguard employs two ex-war russian criminals, not just deadly and tough guys drinking Vodka (pronounced as WOdka in russian) but insanely high energied faggots who would never give up anything for any other thing, be it getting hit about 10 times on head, getting stabbed,falling off from building tops. The chasing scenes are shot in such a way you cannot find in any other chasing movie!! here they dont just run for miles and miles and fight and then run again, but sarcastically after exhausting out of running they jogg and then walk beside each other :D... Meanwhile the famous 'ari' from Entourage enters the scene working as a local Rock pub owner-runner searching for....oh wait I havent even touched the lever of the whole situation!...its the painting which has been stolen by the protagonist of the movie, the real RocknRolla, the dopehead son of the Local boss! who used to be a rock artist , who dies virtually for getting pity fro media and boom his record sales, and who wants to take revenge from his step-father, who smokes and pukes all around, who is as this as Gupta-G!

So, I was able to figure out the point of the movie, (which is not suprising to me).....Guys, it is pointless...if you are going to watch this movie for to say to some one in the future "Yeah! I have watched the movie, and understood the point", you can well please unzip your pants and give yourself a blowjob to satisfy with the similar kind of satisfaction, which is what you are seekign for. I have stated most of the major twists of the movie, still I can convey to you affirmatively that while you watch the movie, you would not even remember about the story. This movie is not JUST about the story which carries you along until the end, but a typical "GUY RITCHIE"'s Brit-sarcastic-humor movie...I hope you will watch and enjoi it :)

FYI: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1032755/

I'm Not There!

2009-03-01T18:30:00.003+05:30

If you had missed this movie ( which I have watched at least 8-9 times by now) here are my thoughts and Qs...

Tell me, how many movies are there :

- in B\W as well as color? where B\W is for focussing on inside thoughts,views and color for the environment and surroundings which form the outside feelings?

- star 6 personalities but same character?

- star a female as male protagonist?

- change the names of the same protagonist of the movie?

- explode with public as well as private life and fake life of an individual?

- directed in a way where history is reflected in reverse way in timeline?

- explain beautifully how people change over time, and the people around them do not?

- explain weird,aberrant things about a person in a familiar, comforting way for movie direction without going too weird?

- you have felt the indifference between fantasy, reality, reality based fantasy and fantasy based reality?

- have the soundtrack, which are totally out of the studio albums, without any remix? but soo smoothly synchronized by the lip-movements of actors, that you could not differentiate if they are actually singing.?

- portray the reaction of regional audiences upon listening to music from different part of world?

- portray the reaction of fans of particular artist who switches the genre of music?

- differentiates itself being made for mainstream, from the censorship, editing of scripts, - show how artists drag their asses off to become famous? Oh, I know you have seen them already, but do they also show what happens after they attain their dream, and out of dissatifaction of extreme satisfaction , lead up to a completely fucked up life, otherwise known as Hell on Earth?

- starred my fav. actors Christian Bale (Oh god, dont think I admire him coz of Dark knight, the movie disaapointed me, having watched all his other movies, where he wore no masks, did not fake his accent, did not overact..) and Julianne Moore, alongwith the infamous late highly acclaimed villian of all times, yeah, Heath Ledger ( the gay star of 'Brokeback Mountain')...

- beautifully differentiate the difference of making a documentary vs making a movie on an artist?

- how one becomes an outlaw willingly, cuts off from the rest of world, not wanting to do anything for people, which he previously devoted to do....and comes back to the same loop based on varied circumstances?

Not wanting to proceed on with more Qs, here are few dialogies from the movie:

** "Silence" - experiences tells what terrifies people most

** Those pills are for sleep? sleep is for dreamers...

** Dont worry, shell be back. Chics gotta shit on something

** It takes a theif to catch a theif.

** only natural things are dreams, which the nature itself cannot touch!

** People are alwyas talkign abt freedom, freedom to live certain way, without being kicked around...

** of course more you live in certain way, less it feels like freedom..

**7 rules to live an outlaw life

- never trust a cop in raincoat

- beware of enthiusiasm and love, each is temporary

- asked to care abt world probs...look deep into eyes who asks, he would nto ask again

- never give ur real name

- never lookback at urself

- never say\do anything the person in front cannot understand

- never create anything, it will be misinterpreted

** me? ah, I can change the course of day,awaken, sleeping , feeling liek somebody else, i dont know who i am most of the time...its like you got yesterday, today and tommorow in same room.

As you have seen, this is not a review of a movie for to be 'suggested' by me to be watched by you. Go on, follow your IMDB trend, look up for the rating and suggestions, for neither I can rate nor attach tags to a Masterpiece...

Busy lad...

2009-03-01T18:27:00.001+05:30

Sorry, sorry was busy these 2-3 weeks, got work and trekking and drinking stuff...but gathered few posts which shall be posted after this one....I know most of them are very lenghty and contain boring stuff, but if you are bored enough then you can proceed reading those shit :D

The Reason why am unable to sleep, is dat last blog in the post!

2009-02-17T23:00:00.008+05:30

Boh Maih Dog....Meeowww-Scratch scratch...roarrrr....

Ooh hoo hu hoo whee hu hoo.... pee bum bawee

In the Jungle, the Mighty Jungle, the Lion sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eetch eetchhhh....

SORRY FOR THE INTERRUPTION. THERE IS A TECHNICAL FAULT COZ OF ONE NEW BLOGGER AND ONE MISSED-OUT BLOGGER!!

http://chaiandclassicmilds.blogspot.com/

and

http://shitlord.blogspot.com/

Good Night!

Just another Post-valentine Tuesday Post <3

2009-02-17T19:41:00.002+05:30

Lets see what I've got for today..

- Comments from my my Lethargic-icon 'Mouse'...Abe tera blog kahan hai? Plz enlighten us with your history na...hardly anyone knows who you are (apart from your avatar), who you were (Ducati owner?!?!, Google-c0d3r??, only-millionare in our batch?!?!?,etcccc), how you chose to come over India ( apart from you landed straight up from Qatar to G'nagar)...yeah,yeah going by your dialogue "who gives a fuck?", even I also agree, but now Am somewhr s(h)itting alone, sr kahin pe, cc njoin exotic US courtship with :Obama...and plz dont pull my leg into arse-book or orkchut or litter :@

And Btw there are cycles in Qatar? :S or it was your royal visit to Bharuch?

- My blood-brother praising ( be it fake) me for the first time :O and hello! to quote people who gonna visit this blog (be it even shit) aint straight-forward-simplistic-force-driven-lives...and I neither I gave toefl nor I prepared mugging-up surpassing amount of words....Btw,learn to use 'WordWeb'...after a 'default' installation it takes only a 'Control' button ( yeah the one you press for Ducking in CS) and Right-Mouse button..To simplify : Just download and install this , will you? http://wordweb.info/cgi-bin/geoip/wordweb.exe

- Veddi :@...wat lies...i got caught only like 3 times (well it would be 5 if daru-caught cases considered)...and yeah i think none reached home.. :P

You makin me remember those chuppa-chaapi-under the stairs-hiding away from various Scourge monsters like Phd ,M-Tech, Guards, and nonetheless multiple profs-ROSHANs...such a pain in the ass it was then......:E

Coming back to today, Had weird dreams in early morning (afaik I was eating up bread for a week in one dream, in other I was fighting some monster with swords (2!), dunno how it popped up, maybe coz of random Viking-Metal track of Amon-Amarth)...Back at office, net speed was rocking, but for not getting caught restricted myself by downloading 2-3 Gigs of Progressive Death Metal Discogs...Oh,yeah couple of 'How to grow w33d @ home' kindda e-books (lemme try it, ill let you know)...Came home early after a dreaful Video-conference o.O ( with the client, not any random dick @ yahoo :\)....to realize that PM was pissed and had to call me to ask out for 'Minutes Of Meeting' Document :@:@:@...I feel like I wanna include how i farted, picked my nose, cleaned the oozid bandage @ my elbow...but sigh...

Black as well as Green grapes taste delicious with White Rum, you know ....I think Karry dada has grown Health-conscious and started buying Bananas,grapes and rest nutritious fruits :S...

And yeah to end the day, I had bath after ....I think 10 days :D ..Although I travel by cycle arnd 25 kms (to-fro) daily, and I am bound to absorb more Vitamin-D from holy sunrays than you ( Black-body)... I hardly sweat (kudos to 24-gears (Y))

aaaaaaaaa...dats it for now...long live Phd wala CC, GD wala sr and the giant-turned-hobbit Ulsci...amen

Jeez, am Happy...no wait!, am Hurt also

2009-02-15T15:53:00.003+05:30

One week since last post. Is it worth bloggin? I wonder...Still let's move on.

Last few days were mix of bliss,shit,headaches,hangovers,stunts,cuts,and dreams.

To elaborate upon lemme carry you upon my workplace and my project.

Kaloo ka Kalido :

Eaah, I am such an ass (as 'quoted' by GuTs), I cleared Infy written + interviews(I know its no great deal), Managed to flunk a ridculous course in Last Semester while facing Schizophrenia (although skored A somehow in BTP :S), Had to kiss a royal ass prof. to get a Technical course registered for me +few others in Summer ( go on look upon the rules and history of DA-IICT, there are no other!), After clearing the fracking Optical Communications course (which I hope I would never come across until I start reading 'geeky' Tech. Magazines) had to ping the lame-ass Infy HR for getting me joining date ( to note: I got into a batch alongwith Kapil, Poojan ,Kautuk (yeah the robot-handed-guy who also flunked in Maitra's course with me), and few more whereas sadly neither Vijay Reddy (who dragged his ass back from his home after being sent off from college in an honourable manner to know that he had flunked a course), Mr.LanJa (yeah guys you know him already!, the infamous ftp://lanja repository) and Divey had bad-luck coz I was expecting them to join with me, alas they joined in a different batch to realize that Infy had stopped the Fast-Track 2-month batches(lucky me and kakki who was in the last FT batch) and they had to undergo 4-month training, in middle of which Infy came upon with new rule (to cope up with increasing amount of Benched people in production) to do mandatory another 2-month course training after the 4-month one....oww maai gaawd....apun toh bach gaya...phew...even more after coming over pune I was benched blissfully for 2 months or so, under which my dept. got changed (ususally any Infoscian's dept. changed in 2-years or so), my project changed thrice (from Astra-Zenica to Nike to InBev), I learnt around 5 most popular 'Tools' in outsourced companies(whereas any regular Infoscian learns around 2-3 in span of 3-4 years), and many minor changes :S

I thank 'your' god (am an agnostic btw , as of now :S) for I am neither in ridiculous IMS dept. where most of the Da-iictians are rite now, ready with their fingers placed on Ctrl-C and Ctrl-V, and fire off their asses copy-pasting stuff , here and there, but boasting of earning 5k more than me for the fucking Night-Shift? Lol, I love living during Nights, I adore darkness, I fancy myself gettign lost in the gloom, moreover my colour is so-called-black and even I had to arrive upon a name, as well as alter-ego known as 'Kaloo', and to add to that I was the guy in the idiotic Infy HR meeting in Da-IICT who asked if there is any Night shift in Infy....but what the frackin fuck is that kind of job, Ill pass it on....you guys, HF..

Well, coming back to my present job, my client is InBev ( GO ON, Google it, its the world, largest BEER company, with most famous product known as 'Budweiser'...burp!) There are around 8 guys in my project, but under different tools, and following my lucky ass am only ONE GUY in my tool known as Kalido :E ( a costly, recent Data-warehousing tool, but its damn easy when compared to other DW tools, dont wanna go in detials now...), my PM doesnt understand the terminologies used under DW in the project, nor any one else does....I have no TL to look upon my ass.,,,ie if i do this and that and coming to office in right time....moreover the Kalido part in the project is the pinaccle (lol, not kidding ) where the Business Intelligence is applied, dat maight sound some amazing thing, but frankly what I do is this : I call up the InBev and IBM guys(IBM sucks big-time at developing any software products...mark my words, need more clarification? Ill be glad to elaborate) have a chat abt the project, then enter into world of beer-business and how to represent the information logically to the CEO's of InBev to increse profit! (Eg: Inbev's Brahma\Budweiser sells some x hectolitres in the south zone of eastern province of Russia, where the competitors are A and B whose products sell m and n HL, based on their popular products known as Guiness and Carlsberg)...aaah am one of the '10' guys in whole 1-lac guys @ Infy who knows how to play with this tool :)...the guy who had designed the model, etc for this project lives in Canada, works for 5-6 companies from home, using only this tool and charging arnd 150 $ on hourly basis from each client!!!!....so if I manage to master this tool I also could end up free lancing like him, this IMBA way... but wait my Himalayas trip will get ruined coz of this, so lemme play with this tool for timesake.

So, I got net access @ office, and obviously I cant force myself to refrain from downloading muzic and movies!...so bindass timepass @ office and while going also by my so-called-costly Bike , the one you have to pedal, not fill gas\petrol :D

Apart form work:

I do come back from office, I mean I cant sit after 6 PM no matter what!, Infy has introduced new rules as in every1 has to have 9:15 hrs quaterly as average attendance time for appraisals, etc else leaves (which are hardly 15 in whole year!) will be cut based on the time lost...and they need us to complete ceritifications every year, maintain out work history on some dman idiotic Java-based tool....get CRR1...etc etc all kind of bullshit work-related shit for getting a level higher up role, which is basically few hotusand of Rs. increment and respect form co-workers?(i know most of them fake it :\)....I say go fuck yourselves, I want no appraisals as of now, the money am getting is more than enough and more than I'm worthy(dunno if this is correct :S) nor I wanna take leaves for going somewhr as a picnic or travel time or so....Evreryday is picnic for me, I eat different food (regular south-indian, marathi, gujju, punjabi thaali's...soem times pijjas...some times subways...soemtimes plain rice-dal....some times murgi n stuff..etc etc you got the point) thanks to soo many vendors @ Infy cafetaria....I meet different people ...Not exactly new ones , but even old ones whose faces\names I usually forgot coz of one of the following diseases I charted out but could not figure :Thought Disorder,Schizophrenia,Alzheimer's, Dissociative disorders, Depersonalization, blackout,memory distrust syndrome,Source amnesia,Lacunar amnesia.... Some people turn out to be in my same batch @ mysore, some so-called-metalheads with whom i must have headbanged @ 'Purple Haze', Mysore...Some through Bulletin Board of Infy....some cyclists....some movie-freaks....some PSP owners....some geeks (Hey, am not one!)...I mean all kinds of shit-heads and fuckfaces you could find....

Although I am NOT interested in having a casual chat\bakar with these indiscriminate people,,,I do have to sit and listen , coz I need to have some timepass within the friggin Infy campus, rite?

Thank god, Kautuk is in same Floor as mine, and I do like talking with him ( not thaat i have some kind of gay feelings against him) topics overlap across Music mostly, but also movies, personalities, history, and even romance ( hahah,, I njoi trajic moments in every romantic story of my frnds....damn funyy how series of things happen even after you so-call-devote your life and soul and god knows what all you do!)...NO Offense meant, but damn you are fit to be jokers in some lunatic story for some comedy series to be shown to aliens visiting our beloved Earth , to show them 'How idiotic we, Homo sapiens can be!'...cheerz :D

Meanwhile to unblock some blood vessels, and trigger them with some nicotine, I have to go down from 6th floor, walk some 200 Mts to reah the 'Smoking Zone'...thank god, there is one quite near! to add upon, to decrease the number of Birthday's I have to celebrate in this life (ok, this doesnt mean suicide) I do drink alone most of the time @ my deserted house ( remember, all other roof-partners are @ night-shift) ...then opt for some B\W director's special movie....I've run out of almost all colour movies off my deviant 1-TB movie collection :\...then sleep :ZZ or some private work ( yeah, you know and you also devote some time for it, right? :D)

Guitar-Players,Frequency-Masters,Laughter-challengers,Stunt-daredevils,Head-bangers,etc etc can be used to define the people I live alongwith....you should have probably recognized who all am I talking abt here :) Eww, hold on a minute the bandage is coming out....phew its all rite now...Damn , I forgot to mention I fell down yesterday from cycle...now dont just laugh , damnnit....I was trying to jump off some few inches above-the-ground-ledge, which even pappu managed to jump off easily.....but I was 6-peg drunk, excited-to-jump-kaloo...who ended up falling on his elbows, knees ....thanks to advice of Pappu , who asked to ride slowly...I took his advice and went slowly to fall just inches from the ledge :S

Well, this aint my first fall\accident from cycle...lemme go in deep :P

- This was my first time as far i remember...I was around 6-7 years, got new BSA-kids cycle....wheee cycled my ass off around my colony, until one day, did not mind lookin onto the rushing Police car ( the DGP lived 5 houses apart!), coz of which my lovely cycle got crushed under the tires...and I was left shocked crying in road, not understanding how much I was hurt.....luckily, it was just scratches....thanks to the side-small-wheel-helpers which come alongwith kids cycles :D

- I think I was in 4th class when I was deported to Assam to live with my parents, when I could hardly speak up hindi or even english...So i had a cycle an damnm I love rains....So was in quite a mood to cycle in rain, but strangely I ended up falling into a ditch and scratched up my right leg....even now there is quite blackish-black skin

- Within 2-3 years after previous event, again there was sexy rain and I had a different cycle, but his time the regular ditch was closed from top...thanks to MNC over there....but bastards had dug up side of road to install some tubes, I think for electricity wires.....coz of water-filled 10-feet deep, 10 Mts across dug-up trench....I ended up swimming in it instead of cycling on road....I tried a lot not to taste the muddy-red water...but...ewww

- Time passed by, I had moved onto Andhra, place knows an rajahmundry...I used ot cycle upto my school, feeling I could show off my new cycle and could act like a mature-self supported kid....took lot of time to find the shortest way out from my house....but it was off-road, stony, muddy, and up-Hill....after couple of days I invited my friends who also got brand new cycles to come along the way....but I got little bit excited and started up a race-type cycling....but amazingly I ended up crashed, my elbows, knees, palms, scratched...pants torn apart....the birallint thing was my cycle that time,,,,the handle bar shape was in 90'...the rear wheel bent in such a way as if some1 hammered it down couple of times....the light and dynamo became useless....the chain snapped out....the pedals could never be fixed again....but thanks to some cycle - fixer whom i had to pay decent amount (from all the savings :( ) to look af is just something happened to my cycle, to my parents.

- Well, I was going to get my scooty or soemthing a year after, but still I liked cycling on this broken-fixed cycle.....yet with other friend was roaming around the town, saw a huge downhill road!...no wonder it was inclined like 60' ( not lying :S) ...I felt the thought of adrenaline rush, yeat again....i fell along with my cycle mate this time, while his brakes failed and he tried to slow the cycle with his shoes....damn this time,also cycle got screwed up...but i dint care to patch it up....so time came to say GG for it...

- Meeow,,,,now I was in DA-IICT....not exactly, I was in some gaon in eastern gujrat alonh with CC darling (aka pyr0) ....we got two cycles in town where there was hardly electricity in evry house....we thought of riding some distance around...wheee we roamed around fields, mud-houses, along with buffaloes, went to some pond, saw jackals, shitted in a dried-up trench whilke carrying a lotta every-time :D....until one day, While going downhill ( yeat, again) i stood up and put on all the force from my body to pedal, the most fastest way I could go the way, but for the first time, the fuckin chain snapped, and i got dragged up for long distance, scartching up my legs, etc etc like previously

pyr0 mofo had damn good laugh continously for hours, meanwhile village kids also came over to laugh upon a black-visiter of their town....hah, for some time I was like....wtf!...but things eased upon...they had no doctor over there....so i receved some local medical treatement...basically some milkish thing from some prickly plant :S....although it worked miraclly faster than any anti-septic or dettol!

- Didnt cycle for years from then.....got arnd like 30k in account...my ass was itching, as usually to buy and spend up the money....I store up money, dunno why :S....so got a thought of buying eco-friendly mode of transport....gave a thought about skates ( I was regional skates champion once :S), butfixed my eyes on the Trek series of MTB...went to the store with Kautuk, who was thinkin of bying cycle but not one which costed more than 5k!....in the store we saw costly cycle...i mean ones costing 17k, 23k, 50k, 75k, and even 1lac ones :S....test drive time came, i passed my chance to kautuk,,,,he rode the Trek 3700 and his reations were "WOW!, amajing!, worth a buy!,am also buying!"...hah, dat moment I dint think twice to go for Trek 4300....the first day itself rode around 15 kms fro mshop to home....passed on cycle to known faces @ infy guys...one ended up toppled up on a straight road, due to braking just the front one...and forgot the fact that this bike got shock absorbers and power brakes...so he came up with speed, applied front brakes ( thinking like shot from TOmb raider or Dhoom) toppled up 90' first....then whole 180' on the road....no scrathces to him, but my rim got scrathced a little...As i mentioned before, this week few stunts....pappu passed succesfully, and i ended up upside-down......but this time wasnt as serious as previous ones rite?.....although gave a good laugh to pappu and sandy ( who took video of pappu's jump but not mine :D) who laughed-his-ass-off and said atlest 5 times that,he didnt take my-fall video for Metacafe upload....I was like...burp!...wtf...I fell....checked my body for scratches , couldnt find any that time....but had scratched up my elbow :E

Thanks to Joker @ Dark Knight : "Why so serious, son?"

Kick-off Post

2009-02-07T17:20:00.005+05:30

Ok, lets kick off the blog with a trial for myself.

ATMoment am feeling cozy coz of hangover 8) while Parag blissfully laughing at some so-called-humor-series-episode. Pondering whether to go for Underworld 3 night show, but what the heck no Kate in hot-tight-leather :(. Well, although I will recommend you to watch prequels, not just for Kate but to watch a movie about estranged Werewolves and Vampires which are two of the oldest mythical creatures in human history. Apart from the jaw dropping 'hot' action scenes, the storyline goes deep into human values, which normally any movie-goer will miss out.

Its like this....We fight a lot of times, at work\sports\speeches\thoughts\etc , we frame up our ideas (compare to weaponry) fill it with words (need ammo of course) and deliver it to the opponent who most of the times are known personalities to us (lol, not kidding) or we fight out physically ( depends, dat case I gonna lose most of times :x). When we get the command over the situation, we obviously feel mixture of feelings : sometimes proud, sometimes powerful(like those Lycans) sometimes damn satisfied( like blood for vampires), etc...But when we look at some-known-face fighting out with an unknown, we instinctively attach ourselves with the former one and support him out of respect\support\ friendship\ loveee, while we are hardly bothered about the point of argument over there. Upon asking out obviously you will justify with 100% pure bullshit out of your emotions which are no way related to the issue or the unknown person.The opponent is automatically tagged as a 'Bad' person (in your mind, damnit) and we actively stay away from him at the next random meet. Things could have been way different if one had acted independently, not attaching to anyone or anything (just over those crucial moments, later you can brag or bitch or kiss his ass) .

What I want to convey out is this that when we argue and fight and bitch about it, dats sounds really nice and cool , also it is necessary to keep our minds and bodies energetic and active,for we also are animals but cultivated and we need some timepass, right? for the whole point of life I feel is pointless. But try not to glue yourself with only known things or faces or asses in your life, and dont rate anyone or anything as just 'GOOD' or 'BAD' or 'EVIL' FFS. No one not even god(or any super intelligent AI) can justify any action without considering circumstances which led to it ( be it some lizard falling on your head , which made you late, which led to a fight in office) or the timings ( we are surviving just coz of some actions done just few moments early or late out of human instincts) or the perfectness (if anything or anyone was perfect we would have been in some mass grave right now....take your time, imagine...). This is why I can never have faith or beleif in any Law system which prevails on our Earth, you wanna justify it saying "No!, we need a system to crush and remove out terrorists and frauds and defaulters and etc, Right?" , while Ill just revert you back with my Q "Ok, tell me how does these so-called-lawful-methods, are applicable for the guilty? Aint ALL of them based on some regional-religious book?? Is that book the ultimate truth? on which people are supposed to 'keep their hands on it' and be faithful and truthful?....etc..."

I agree we need a system, a radical one especially which I assure will also have some loopholes (alrite, we never can be perfect at anything, we are homo sapiens, take my word! or wake up Darwin fron his grave :D )..Hell, we got millions of ways to treat a misuguided person , dont we? still why pursue in just executing him or put him up in a cellar? like a lion in zoo-cage, it used to be the 'Baap of forests' while we were in path of mastering weapons.... Have a look at the timescale bc!

Alrite enough meeow-quack-woof for now...

Btw downloaded the OST of Underworld 3. The OST of UW2 was vicariously done by Renholder (alias of Maynard of Tool!) we can see the full form in UW3 with 8 \16 tracks remixed by him 8-) . I guess the chosen tracks which are less familiar in popular media are to support upcoming indie rock\metal bands by providing extra pleasure coz of techno remixes by a claivoyant. Watch out for remix of 'Hole In the Earth' track by Deftones !#@!#