The American B****rds

Recently, I saw a documentary on the 9/11 incidents which showed compelling evidence to prove that they were actually an intricate plan by the American government. Yes, thats right!

Now, why would they want to do such a preposterous thing? The reasons are so simple, the blind American citizens don't see it and neither does the rest of the world. America has this insane power fetish. They want to prove that they can do as they like and get away with it too. And they did. Look at Iraq and Afghanisthan and now Iran looks like the next target. Of course, not all Americans agree with its government's actions. Ergo, kill some of their own citizens and make it look like terrorists did it. America is no longer safe as long as these terrorist sponsered states exist. Bomb them to heavens come. A few hundred American lives is a good barter for the Billions of dollars both the defense and construction industries made out of the war and postwar incidents. Not to mention gaining control of the world's second largest oil reserves to secure their power requirements in the future and also to have a say on the oil prices which till now was being controlled by the Middle eastern states.

A number of documentaries show that the reason America can spend so much on defense allocations is that they manage to keep the American citizens scared. So much so that they think they are not safe unless they own a personal fire arm. Have you even heard of an ordinary citizen in India owning fire arms of personal protection.

The proofs shown in the documentary are too many to be false. Ill write on them some other time. There are simply too many to list right now.

Dawn of A New Day

From the 'The Third eYe' archives

One morn I awoke,
Just as the sun rose.
Involuntarily, a song escaped my lips,
And a tap dance my tiny heart did.

Just beyond the window I spied
The yellow and green and the hazy mist.

The dawn of a new day is something to anticipate
But sadly, every passing day is innocence lost.
Ignorance is bliss, as you well know
But inevitable it is that I should grow.

Treat At The Taj Manjuran

We had a big treat at the Taj Manjuran, Mangalore about ten days back. The occasion of course, the wonderful placements that all final years are having. The treat was a bit extravagant, but then so are our pay packets.

I actually went there two days earlier with a couple of friends to decide the menu for the Buffet, and I congragulate myself that the menu we selected was Purrrfect! We actually named the occasion 'Porki Baays' Treat' ( meaning loafer gang) . We also wanted to add the line 'Free meals' after that, but the Taj authorities refused to put that up (understandably). We had also made arrangements for a bus to Taj from college and back, since there were around fifty of us.

The party started of with some music, they had even rigged up a small dance floor for us, and we had our own speakers and two laptops to act as music sources. Most of us danced till we dropped, most of the dance being the typical 'porki style' to some dance music and other popular numbers which I would normally never listen to. I even went berserk dancing once or twice, that too without a drop of alcohol in my veins.

When the food arrived forty five minutes later, what can I say, the food was just heavenly. The salads and deserts were disappearing in a wink of the eye from the table. The Taj authorities got flustered and grew tired of refilling the dishes only to see them disappear even before they left the room. The chef was of course beaming because he could see us devouring and decimating his dishes with gusto. We even got a photo with the chef who incidentally was a young gentleman, in his late twenties I presume. The desserts were in such short supply, that they had to bring desserts that were not originally not on the menu at all. Finally, they just gave up trying to keep the dishes full.

Then some more dancing ensued to burn off the excess calories picked up.

On the ride back to college, guys were singing funky desi ads on the tops of their voices. Though hardly anyone was drunk, it was not so apparent to the third person looking into the bus.

When we reached college, we took out a mock march past that passed all the hostel blocks just to let the juniors know that we were having a whale of a time and also to show the true 'Porki Boys' nature that we had. All in all, a truly memorable party.

Pandoras Box

Recently I discovered this new website called 'www.pandora.com'. They claim that it is a music genome project. What the website offers is a free online internet radio. Now, what's the difference between this iRadio and others? The idea is that you give a list of artists or songs that you like and the radio basically tries to predict your music sense and plays the kind of music you like. The website creates a profile for each user and tries to get feedback from you and improves the profiling so that you have a better listener experience.

I tried the website and it totally kicks ass. Of course, the downside is that you need a broadband net connection for the experience to be pleasurable. But since our college has just given us net in the hostels, I can afford the luxury. Im telling you, I no longer have to listen to music from my hard disk. Pandora, you rule!

I just love this age of free internet services. If you are a music fan, please check out this website. It is a must. Of course, only english music is being offered right now.