................... Federer was down 3 sets to zero against Nadal at Roland Garros, the YogaNarasimha Swamy idol looked kind of different yesterday at the divine sanctum sanctorum, the water at Narsimha teertha was not as clean as usual, Croatia was one up against Austria at the Euro 2008,
how would it actually be if MLV sang Jagadodhdarana instead of MS? R is joining a new firm in the next week, the flowers looked wonderful in the reception that was hosted by N for his brothers wedding, Raikonen and Hamilton crashed in the pitlane after Hamilton drove into Raikonens car although there was a red light burning at the end of the pitlane. The Giles Villenvue Circuit at the Canadian granprix was almost an anticlimax, the reminiscence of the joy experienced by the self on thrusday while getting drenched in an abrupt rainfall during the journey back to the college...what a feeling that was, the lady who is in her late 40s or early50s who lives across the street where my office is situated who religiously sticks to her regime of playing shuttle badminton everyday, the freak accident that N met with just prior to his brother D's wedding, I did the right thing by keeping the menu simple and tasty for the reception in my brother V's wedding as compared to N's brother's, so much of wastage though, the ecstatic feeling of being elated upon being introduced to "The Kapil Dev" by boss on tuesday, just felt as if i met one of the gods, suddenly i move from being stationary and look at the signature of the God that I had procured on V's card, how foolish was I looking taking the God's autograph on a visiting card, The future of the self unknown, scary, the cashflow, the resposibilities, the wedding of N's brother took place in the same place as that of my cousin P's just a couple of weeks back, the mother divine of the self explaining how scanty the population at the marriage hall was since it was an intercaste marriage, the complications involved not just in life but also the rites and rituals that are to be followed, my future soul mate??or is it going to be soul less mate?, Adrian Sutil of Force India team's freak mechanical failure at the Giles Villenvue circuit, how unfortunate he was at Monaco when Raikonen crashed into him from rear, neither of them completing the race, How would it be to have a fusion of Ian Anderson of Jethro Tull with Pandit Hari Prasad Chaurasia, the character of Madakari Nayaka from Durgasthamana who has lived and relived the history, Conversation with R & A about the artist called Gundappa Vishwanath over a soft drink on saturday night, the examination that followed the day after, Ana Ivanovic the beautiful won the French womens final, the tabloids said Dinara Safina was noway match to Ivanovic, I felt Dinara gave Ana a run for her money, Petrol prices hit a high of $139, when would the hybrid cars and the fuel cell cars hit the market with copious extents of commercialisation, the thoughts of cycling to work as soon as the education is done with although sweating and stinking, the attempt to be a moral citizen to an extent of as much as possible by reducing the traffic and pollution, dilemma of picking up a four wheeler in 2009, the printer ink has to be got for home, J at the college reminding me of getting the cartridge refilled at a meager price, the same remainder by A at the office, N's suit at the wedding was damn good, may be the self should have worn a tie as well at V's wedding. Bjorn Borg, the erstwhile swan in motion in the world of Tennis was present at the finals of French open between Fedrer and Nadal, Nadal beat Fedrer hands down, The mysterious exit of Bjorn Borg at the age of 25 from the World of Tennis while he was at the hilt, the Father Divine's of the self's tantrums are back in action after a cess for a period of month and half after V's wedding, met M an old dear friend at the D's wedding on sunday with a woman???? astonished!!!! never thought of him to be that way, self's imagination of future and consequences seems crazy, Boss's advice before getting the appointment letter that the future soulmate or the soul less mate would look for big money and luxury in abundance, what happens to my passion and ambition, would they be compromised on, thoughts of how S and U two of whose blog the self follows religiously think? the conversation with Mr. TVS over the phone on saturday night, a very revered man himself appreciating the self's style of writing...............................
All the above were the thoughts that ran through the Central Processing Unit that the first floor entity has assembled in the self. It is absolutely not necessary that these thoughts are in order. The Self lay with eyed wide shut in an attempt to catch some sleep on Sunday night, alas ! never came the sleep, but the thoughts just flowed, it was more than three god damn hours and the self still laid with eyes wide shut but not a moment of sleep or some kind of drowsiness either. The self amidst of so many thoughts was perturbed with the disturbance over the last two days. The entity on the first floor has not gifted the self with the power of venting out frustrations. The self cant throw anger on co existing homo sapiens like how the self's Father Divine does or like how probably V does. This frustrates the self much more. Comes Dee's message on the cellphone while the self is neck deep in thoughts, we share the states that we were currently in then, a row of such messages go on, Dee says that i have to pen down these inane thoughts of mine. I refuse saying that it was not worth a pence. But here I am scripting the same thought. The dots in the paragraph above denote that there ware many turbulent thoughts that ran and kept running till i finally dozed off into the arms of a beautiful angel called the sleep. I write thee due to the idea that was brought up by Dee. Well seem a little hypocratic though after refusing to do what Dee asked me to and now doing the same. I wish to have a meaningful conversation with Dee sometime, which may sound inane to the world around.
Phaedrus
how would it actually be if MLV sang Jagadodhdarana instead of MS? R is joining a new firm in the next week, the flowers looked wonderful in the reception that was hosted by N for his brothers wedding, Raikonen and Hamilton crashed in the pitlane after Hamilton drove into Raikonens car although there was a red light burning at the end of the pitlane. The Giles Villenvue Circuit at the Canadian granprix was almost an anticlimax, the reminiscence of the joy experienced by the self on thrusday while getting drenched in an abrupt rainfall during the journey back to the college...what a feeling that was, the lady who is in her late 40s or early50s who lives across the street where my office is situated who religiously sticks to her regime of playing shuttle badminton everyday, the freak accident that N met with just prior to his brother D's wedding, I did the right thing by keeping the menu simple and tasty for the reception in my brother V's wedding as compared to N's brother's, so much of wastage though, the ecstatic feeling of being elated upon being introduced to "The Kapil Dev" by boss on tuesday, just felt as if i met one of the gods, suddenly i move from being stationary and look at the signature of the God that I had procured on V's card, how foolish was I looking taking the God's autograph on a visiting card, The future of the self unknown, scary, the cashflow, the resposibilities, the wedding of N's brother took place in the same place as that of my cousin P's just a couple of weeks back, the mother divine of the self explaining how scanty the population at the marriage hall was since it was an intercaste marriage, the complications involved not just in life but also the rites and rituals that are to be followed, my future soul mate??or is it going to be soul less mate?, Adrian Sutil of Force India team's freak mechanical failure at the Giles Villenvue circuit, how unfortunate he was at Monaco when Raikonen crashed into him from rear, neither of them completing the race, How would it be to have a fusion of Ian Anderson of Jethro Tull with Pandit Hari Prasad Chaurasia, the character of Madakari Nayaka from Durgasthamana who has lived and relived the history, Conversation with R & A about the artist called Gundappa Vishwanath over a soft drink on saturday night, the examination that followed the day after, Ana Ivanovic the beautiful won the French womens final, the tabloids said Dinara Safina was noway match to Ivanovic, I felt Dinara gave Ana a run for her money, Petrol prices hit a high of $139, when would the hybrid cars and the fuel cell cars hit the market with copious extents of commercialisation, the thoughts of cycling to work as soon as the education is done with although sweating and stinking, the attempt to be a moral citizen to an extent of as much as possible by reducing the traffic and pollution, dilemma of picking up a four wheeler in 2009, the printer ink has to be got for home, J at the college reminding me of getting the cartridge refilled at a meager price, the same remainder by A at the office, N's suit at the wedding was damn good, may be the self should have worn a tie as well at V's wedding. Bjorn Borg, the erstwhile swan in motion in the world of Tennis was present at the finals of French open between Fedrer and Nadal, Nadal beat Fedrer hands down, The mysterious exit of Bjorn Borg at the age of 25 from the World of Tennis while he was at the hilt, the Father Divine's of the self's tantrums are back in action after a cess for a period of month and half after V's wedding, met M an old dear friend at the D's wedding on sunday with a woman???? astonished!!!! never thought of him to be that way, self's imagination of future and consequences seems crazy, Boss's advice before getting the appointment letter that the future soulmate or the soul less mate would look for big money and luxury in abundance, what happens to my passion and ambition, would they be compromised on, thoughts of how S and U two of whose blog the self follows religiously think? the conversation with Mr. TVS over the phone on saturday night, a very revered man himself appreciating the self's style of writing...............................
All the above were the thoughts that ran through the Central Processing Unit that the first floor entity has assembled in the self. It is absolutely not necessary that these thoughts are in order. The Self lay with eyed wide shut in an attempt to catch some sleep on Sunday night, alas ! never came the sleep, but the thoughts just flowed, it was more than three god damn hours and the self still laid with eyes wide shut but not a moment of sleep or some kind of drowsiness either. The self amidst of so many thoughts was perturbed with the disturbance over the last two days. The entity on the first floor has not gifted the self with the power of venting out frustrations. The self cant throw anger on co existing homo sapiens like how the self's Father Divine does or like how probably V does. This frustrates the self much more. Comes Dee's message on the cellphone while the self is neck deep in thoughts, we share the states that we were currently in then, a row of such messages go on, Dee says that i have to pen down these inane thoughts of mine. I refuse saying that it was not worth a pence. But here I am scripting the same thought. The dots in the paragraph above denote that there ware many turbulent thoughts that ran and kept running till i finally dozed off into the arms of a beautiful angel called the sleep. I write thee due to the idea that was brought up by Dee. Well seem a little hypocratic though after refusing to do what Dee asked me to and now doing the same. I wish to have a meaningful conversation with Dee sometime, which may sound inane to the world around.
Phaedrus
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That is a Flood of random thoughts :D Mind Blowing :O
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