Thats-so-Raja !

The CWG 2010 seems to be back on track. But I was too busy with work and missed the window when 'fun' things were happening. It was a loss for the cartoonists but good for the nation. Chak De! India! Anyways, I will publish here whatever I had in my mind... Tight Rope Walk Snakes and other problems plague the CWG Delhi 2010 "Organiser, there is a snake in my bed" "Well, you always say our country is full of snake charmers! You can find one quickly!"

The Boxing Champion's bed crashed . Also it was revealed that the bed was made in China.

Bridge to the stadium collapses adding to the Common Wealth Games woe ! Pole Vault!

As I walked into the home yesterday evening, I sensed that something was freezing cold. Quickly I realized that it was my wife. Of her many faces, she wore her confrontational face and came in front of me. Trisha, my little one, was next to her with almost a similar face too! She : Where is Kim Seng Road? Me : What is that? Is that where Trisha’s school is? Oh that is Koon Seng Road, isn’t it? She : You sure you don’t know? What is this IRAS letter about then? I took it from her to read. She quickly snatched it from me even before I got the full impact of it. It seems IRAS wants to tax me for a new Condominium I bought this June in 60, Kim Seng Road, Singapore, #15-02. She : Explain! Me : I don’t know. What in the world is that? I never bought any condo anywhere. Trisha : Daddy, tell me in my ears. Do you really own a condo? She : Trisha! You idiot. That means there is someone else in his life. I will have to step out of him. Trisha : Yehhh! Then I will live with daddy in the new cond...

Many of you (by that, I mean 2 people) have talked to me positively about the Part 2 . The rest of you have not violently objected to it either. So I take it that you are all absolutely mesmerized by my brilliance and the never-heard-of-before new wisdom. I have a feeling that Maams would start to interpret anything from me as a marriage proposal. And Kitcha would reaffirm that I am an irresistible dude - no matter how fat I become. Those of you reading me from WhatTheHeckistan or ClericKingdom are certainly admiring me to your goats. But seriously, my own conscious is biting me on my backside (ouch!!) that I have not said anything new. Now, as I am bumming and reading about the 'Mexican Washerwoman'… Ouch! Sorry, its biting me again. So let me start quickly. Yea, changing perspective changes one’s universe. That’s what Gandhi did to the masses, Clinton did to the Lewinsky, Steve Jobs doing to us etc. The (possible) new point here is that it will become harder and harder to c...

Let me warn you first. This is going to be a damn serious reading. I have access to a certain secret button. The button that reboots the Universe! At this point, if you are my wife or anyone else that doesn’t take me seriously, you better quit reading. If you are chatty Praful, naughty Babul, genius-explored Thakkali, genius-unexplored Hendry I, genius-recently-explored Henry A, Hilarious K, Cy - a big Welcome! If you are a stranger here, you have beaten an odd of 2,317,563,890,001 : 1 in hitting an intelligent blog. Congrats! If you are me, you are really sexy, sensational, cool, etc etc and btw finish writing this fast. It all started when she settled in the Starbucks at 11AM, Latitude14° 35’ N and Longitude 120° 57E. It was a working day. Hush, don’t ask. She is random. Dazzlingly random. And she needs to be in random places to get into her genius moments. But that crumby place was so noisy that she had to plead God’s help. Then she suddenly realized (or over heard from the noise...

Ram posted this link on Facebook – Iranian cleric: Promiscuous women cause quakes . Ram, since 1990 is known for throwing in engaging topics. Praful joined in and we were having an interesting conversation. -------------------------- Raja SP : Ram, stop making fun of them. The dinosaurs went extinct because they were roaming naked all the time ! Ram : Good one...how did that simple logic miss me. Thanks Raja :)... but then cockroaches also roam naked... Raja SP : May be the tsunami was to teach a lesson to the asian cockroaches? Lets better listen to these men who drink coffee with God in Starbucks everyday. Praful : :) Does this mean when quake occurs this time (and you know why) cockroaches will be extinct too ?! ---------------------- At this point I was wondering that we gullibles are underestimating the genius of those clerics. Here is my proof for the Iranian theory of why semi naked women create earth quakes. #1 : Semi naked women create huge demand for goats in Iran. The obvio...

I generally don’t accept any invitation from strangers in the social computing world. But this LilyBowdle6683 had been persisting to add her into my msn many times and finally I gave in. This is our chat this morning. Lily says: hi how are you today? Raja says: good do i know you? Lily says: my name is kaylee I'm doing great today I'm 21 yrs old how old are you? Raja says: dint any one teach you not to give personal information to strangers? Lily says: listen hun, I am just about to start my webcam show with jen, come chat me there in my chat room? We can cyber, I will get naked if u do..lol! Raja says: where are u from ? Lily says: I can show u how to watch free if u promise not to tell anyone else how to do it???PLEASE [At this stage I kinda suspected that this shit could be an msn robot - an automated program from a misplaced smart ass programmer. Got curious to verify it.] Raja says: where are you from, again? Lily says: well since its free the law that u gotta be 18 (nu...

My last blog question was, “What makes people popular (in facebook)”. I was busy as a dung beetle to post anything about it. Blaming again my father, mother, mother-in-law and my wife for not being rich people, here I am squeezing some time on it. Remember the “7 deadly sins”? If not, let me be the badass to whisk them up - Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Wrath, Sloth, Envy and Pride . Now, I think the 7 deadly sins is a fantastic framework that explains one’s popularity. Believe me, thousands of years of research has gone into this. Let’s take ‘ lust ’ for example. Everybody loves seeing naked bottoms? We invented fire to see them even in the darkness. We invented printing press to enjoy seeing their images too. Motion pictures to see them in action. And, not to forget - The Internet. What is the internet full of? Okay, that’s stretching it too far. But lust plays an important role in making one popular. I am seeing my circle of friends in facebook. The sexier ones are almost always popular (...

I have reached a slump in blogging. Oh, the well has not dried up yet. But, in the first place, why does one blog anyway? Expression of creativity? Making people happy? Contributing to the collective intelligence? Rubbish! Freud and Maslow would say it’s the pure primitive urge for the feeling of importance. Yes, I want to be noticed. I want people to know the depth in me. I want followers. I want to change things. I want to rule the world. Ok, that’s asking loads too much. But you are getting the drift here, yea? But my blog remains crumby and unnoticed. Like a pigeon poop in a crack of a cheap hotel in Mozambique. My muddy soup of cartoons, parody, post-modern elements… All have failed to tickle a little too many funny bones. My cacophony of science, philosophy, economy… All have fizzled reaching a little too many ears. I want to try writing on Karl Marx, world music, Kim ki-duk, non linear and transgressive narration styles… am I encouraged now? Hell, No. Cutting all the hyper-venti...

Do you know what the sound of the falling hair is? Will tell you shortly. I started growing my hair long when Jessica Alba approached me to be caste against her. Ok, ok, will stop here :). The real reason is, last year I suddenly woke up to discover that my hair loss has moved to exponential levels. Every time I comb, the sound of the falling hair deafened me like a thunder bolt. That is when I decided to grow it long. Its like engaging Bill Clinton as a body guard to your girl friend. Expensive and yet you will be f***ed. But my simple principle in life is “ everything must be tried once ”. So how am I going to try a Rafael Nadal, when all the hair is gone? Hence I went ahead, grew it long and re-bonded. Conservative folks were ashamed to walk with me to the pub. Bold guys kneeled on the grass I walked over. I had fun until the hair became messy, long, dry and curly again. Re-bonded hair only looks neat until your original hair grows back in 2 months. But the story is about the trimmi...