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TOP 10

2006-12-26T10:39:00.000+10:00

I know it's been a while....infact a very long while. Frankly my keyboard batteries needed to be recharged...hehe

Anyways, I will follow the current trend and list a Top 10.

The other day i was walkin thru the mall and watchin people go crazy (or broke...whichever comes first)...and by observation compiled a list of the Top 10 jobs in the mall...haha...well actually the top 10 worst jobs...especially during christmas..

10. The Owner of the store(Myer) - All he/she did was sit around and watch the cash registers gobble up money and not jokin...i wouldnt be surprised if the cash registers actually would end up with obesity before christmas...( corny i kno....deal with it...:P). I also noticed a look in the beneficiaries eye...one of those looks where he/she was imagining the next BMW or even another house along the river....( it was the least worst job...u can imagine why)

9. Being a Kid - Well i wouldnt be too sad either if i knew i waz gonna recieve heaps of gifts...especially since it was somebody else's b'day!!!! well all they had to do was walk around, eat and cry....maybe occasionally get some stick....but i guess dat comes with the age....:). I guess the only tough part was choosing the right toy...can u imagine how hard it can be...( i went to a toy store...to reminiscence...and was surprised at the variety...jigsaw puzzles have an entire aisle...) well i guess they got thru the day pretty arrite.

8. Being Me - The observer...( No quantam physics involved)....all i did was sit and watch everyone...but it was tough....firstly to deal with the counter-stares...and threats....and secondly keeping focus on the primary objective....( it's tough...trust me...i can prove it to you...just accompany me once....:) ) But i got thru arrite...time was the premium but hey...i didnt have anythin useful to do anyways....:)

7. The salesgirl in the cosmetics section - can u imagine how tough it is...to convince women they look ugly...without making them feel ugly....hard...very hard...and i was fascinated by the salesgirl....she tactfully convinced women that by putting on dat specific type of mascara they would look pretty without telling them they were ugly in the first place...kudos...but i would hate to watch what would happen to her if she had a slip up....women during christmas can be voracious and violent...( check boxing day sale...Myers... google it...)

Will continue the post in december..... :)

Various rants

2006-07-07T23:11:00.000+10:00

An advice from Sam - " Change...You fight to hold on...You fight to let go.."...The quote from "the wonder years" completely fits the current affairs...only instead replace 'change' with 'power'.
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It might be too obvious to state that after the end...there is always a beginning...

Today the sun shone bright and reminded me of things to come...To my surprise...things worked the way they were meant to be....today a new life was started...new experiences were waiting to happen...optimism was the fragrance and energy was the colour. To finally sum it up...all's well that begins well...

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A small post about golf

I spent my weekend watching the british open and viva Tiger. What a phenomenal 2nd day!!!...anyways being an avid spectator always evolves into an attempt to realise one's potential to replicate the idol of the said sport.

Like all sports, the observer reckons the level of skill required to master the game is just below substantial. I was proved wrong (again)...when i first held a golf club...my first experience was at the driving range and the first swing resulted in the club(stick) going further than the ball....but i dunno which was worse, the daring attempt of my mate to run out onto the range while golf balls were flying around or the range attendant's insistence of my abscence from the course.

After all the chaos subsided, i learned the ropes and after 2 years of golf i can proudly say that my handicap is +24....=)...which makes me one the few millions who actually have a handicap so low...

To master golf, multi-tasking is the key, keep ur eye on the ball, ur elbows shouldnt bend, the knee's shouldnt bend too much, the appropriate distance of the ball from ur feet, the colour of the sunnies ur friend is wearing, the movement of the eye lids...all come into consideration...

But i have to say, the game is phenomenal...if patience is what u looking for, try golf...after breaking a few sets...u'll eventually learn to be patient...( because u cant afford anymore sets)...the walk...( in my case, the fun golf carts...sorry victoria park...the cart came that way)...and all the green around you...a great day out...no wonder it is so addictive...seriously..not being sarcastic at all...

Colours!!!!

2006-06-27T22:21:00.000+10:00

I woke up this morning..(afternoon to be precise)....after a disappointing day/nite yesterday. My xams finished yesterday...which waz the good thing...but soon it things went from bad to worse. By worse i mean the loss of the 'roos against the damn azzuri's. We did not deserve to exit the greatest sports event of our lifetime, the way we did. But during the realization of the events of the day, i deducted the importance of colours in our life. It waz like finding a source of light in a dark tunnel...( i would have emphasised on the physical structure of the tunnel, but in darkness it would be hard to measure physicality)...anyways back to the point of colours and thier importance.

Wikipedia defines colour as " the perception of the frequency (or wavelength) of light, and can be compared to how pitch (or a musical note) is the perception of the frequency or wavelength of sound". Perception is in bold cause in actuality, the colour only exists because you see it and not because the viewed object is radiating the sighted colour and ironically our material possesions around us only exist because of colour.

I am not writing a scientific paper of colours ( just to glorify the previous paragraph)...but yesterday, I actually tried to get a deeper understanding of colours and our relationship to them. I had a belief that the colour of your clothes or possesions actually relates to your mood or personality, but since colour is based on personal perspective, wouldnt it be vice versa..? Some people see the colour black as a dark colour(metaphor for implied evilness...or somethin with negative connotations)...others see it as the special colour. It is the only colour which is not derived from the colour white and only exists as the abscence of white. ( my research might be inadequate...feel free to correct me....criticism signifies the exisitence of an audience...)

Every morning(or later...depending on the situation...could be rarely...but lets consider that as an anomaly) when u leave house, what is the criteria for ur selection of attire? Is it the feel or the look..? is the look dependent on the colour...? why does one select a colour...? It is has been rumoured, that the colour RED can reveal it's different shades depending on the mood.

Anyways, any opinion or criticism would be more than welcome....subject to the colour i am clothed with. Finally, an open question....since moods can be given different colours, what's the colour of spirituality...and the colour of deception....?

'1984' was the year when 'basanti' was the 'rang' for 'vendetta' especially for 'V'

2006-06-21T09:57:00.000+10:00

The title says it all...haha...well 4 exams done...2 more and then....anyways i took a break off studies a couple of days back...couldnt see anymore circuits and waveforms...wink wink...so i watched V for Vendetta...and i wouldnt want to spoil it for you by using superlative adjectives...

A brief plot of the movie: The movie is based on a masked freedom fighter using violence to remove the totalitarian government. The movie is based in future london and the cast of hugo weaving and natalie portman is awesome...original screenplay from ' V for Vendetta' by Alan Moore and David Lloyd.

To really relate to the movie...a must read is '1984' by 'George Orwell'....the book has many similarities...as so does our very own 'Rang De Basanti'. by similarities i mean, the government policies of media fabrication as well the theme that the 'people should not be scared of the government, the government should be scared of it's people'.

There is a line in the movie used by 'V' which uses a lot of words in the english dictionary starting with the letter 'V'. It goes as follows:

Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.

Have a read, watch the movie and decide

Nursery rhymes

2006-06-15T01:20:00.000+10:00

Check out this new article from our very own TOI...=)....i just dont know what to say...

Googlism

2006-06-14T13:46:00.000+10:00

This is wierd...chk out googlism

moiz is funny ( could be a good thing and a very good thing)

moiz is really strong ( hahahaha)

moiz is a lawyer ( yup i do lie...ocassionally..like right now)

moiz is the first to give raza to inscribe the bayan of taweel in book ( wow...my spiritual ego has been boosted)

moiz is also a ccie ( ???)

moiz is making arrangements for the 2001 fall reserve faculty orientation on the evening of monday ( I am???...jeez i should start working on it now...2001 is not very far away)

moiz is a

moiz is a frequent lecturer at the university of waterloo school of planning ( here i go again...giving advise)

moiz is so

moiz is spitting blood (beware of the count of pune/brisbane...)

Aussie!!! Aussie!!! Aussie!!! Oye!!! Oye!!! Oye!!!

2006-06-13T22:12:00.000+10:00

Crazy...chaotic....call it whatever u want...but brisbane waz partying....however unpredictable football(...the name 'soccer' sux's....) is, no one could have fanthomed the outcome of tuesday morning's(AEST) game. Brisbane burst into a party and supporters stormed the city beaming with success.Currently exams and sleep( or the lack of it) are the biggest priorities, but they could wait for this one special night. To be honest, i never expected them to win 3-1 especially after the 1st half....but hey that's aussie spirit for u.

I have gone on rambling abt the game, but i must mention, the aussie's love thier sports...be it rugby or lawn bowling. Every week an average aussie family would go to the nearby stadium to watch footy (AFL or Aussie rules football) and the accompanied kids would find a player to idolize. The magnamity of the support and cheer when the socceroos qualified was overwhelming. I'm still elevated after last nite's experience. I'm not sure if anyone can comprehend my mental aloofness, but u had to be here to experience it.

Go the socceroos....stuff history...joga bonita - my reply 'retroceder algum burro'...Go figure

Aussie!!! Aussie!!! Aussie!!! Oye!!! Oye!!! Oye!!!

Finally

2006-05-27T17:45:00.000+10:00

" Time can never be forgotten, for the watch always shows the same time as it did yesterday, the day before and ever since."

Philosophy has never been my strong point but as all things human, Just the presence is good enough.

Couple of days back I was cleaning out all the junk on my computer and I found a document I wrote on 'Confusion'. I wrote a phrase " Confusion is the root of all regrets". The ironic thing about that statement is that if there is nothing to regret about, there would be no confusion. I think I might have just confused myself there anyways here's an excerpt of my document. Caution: please do not be alarmed by my state of mind, alternative mental stimulants do have side effects.

Confusion is the poison of life. Creating self inflicting paranoia just adds fuel to fire. What is confusion? Is it an abstract thought ? is it a "reality bites" scenario? Does it exist or is it just a figment of our imagination? Confusion is created due to choices. No choice, no alternative...no confusion. In the state of confusion, all possible solutions and scenarios are thought off...but only the most plausible one,preferably plausible to personal perspective,is used why is the state of confusion so poisonous? Most regrets have their roots out of confusion. It might not be apparent confusion, just the thought regarding the consequences of an action. Thats the birth of confusion. In this state, safety and self concern are the top priorities, while personal awareness is at the second rung. Confusion lets u create an inexistent scenario and our minds thoughtfully explore the possible implications and necessary precautions to avoid this scenario. Confusion also makes one a coward. A move once made by a brave one, is suddenly contemplated since confusion creates this type of shield which not only makes oneself physically weaker but also mentally fragile. What should we do? Firstly, confusion can only be created by oneself. Use gut instinct but also be prepared for the consequences the "go with the flow" theory.....never underestimate the power of emotions. Confusion is the root of all regrets. (yeah...me giving advise!!!!!...haha)

I sit here thinking about how to express my current state of mind. I wish I could solve this issue.... right here right now....this state of confusion is eating me up and turning me into a vegetable. Creating this paranoia had altered my mind into an overloaded machine.
".....................( too personal to be left in)......=)......."

Tears is all I feel
For what I give is I dont get
Unfair is the word
But sad is all I feel

"...............more censored stuff.................."

I want to be happy....how can someone be an abstract thought in this materialistic world....happy is actually an evolving process...not a limited span of time...it is the acceptance of personal thoughts...not a reaction to an action.

I try so hard to move away
The further I go, the closer I get
I want it bad, but at the same time
Would like it to end now
Wish it werenÂt so bad,
Would be able to enjoy
What I have here,

Anyways back to the point of this blog, to which i must state...is completely lost, writing or in this case blogging is therapeutic. I say this coz seriously, i dont remember when i wrote the above mentioned document, but i remember feeling relieved after the completion. Well i guess this is it for this post, dunno when the next one is...as soon as exams are done and peace is restored.

Review 2005

2005-12-31T18:44:00.000+10:00

2005 has been quite a 'fast' year. The year has flown past without a hint of sluggishness ( i dont think the word even exists). A bit of a review of the year gone by

The inital quarter was quite thrillin...new semester and a lots more to learn. Had a visit from a mate from melbourne and his visit ignited the love for the Queensland countryside which i may suggest has some exceptional sites. Uni began in full flow and the soccer just started to get better...go Arsenal!!!!...Quite a thrilling few months since everyone was arriving back from their lengthy visits to thier respective home countries.Oh yeah, my first attempt to fishing turned out to be quite a bloody affair...i cut my hand as i was trying to unhook the fishing line off the water marker. The look on my mates was worth a million bucks, esp. the guy who pulled me out of the water.

The next three months...was spent grilling myself with studies and an unforgettable trip from my mom. She came to brizzie for a mnth to take care of me during the exam time. The food and times...will always be missed. In the mean time...quite a few trips to byron and surrounding places around brizzie made time quite dynamic. As always, i injured myself again...soft tissue damage to my wrist...soccer injury...nothin new thou.

Jul - sept
Mum was still here and got to spend some quality time with her...It was awesome...I also moved houses. Another something which i do quite frequently...the apartment was in a building full of students. There we met the 'americans' and then followed great friendships and even greater memories. The months following were about photos and talks. ironically i dont have a photo of them currently...hopefully in the near future. I also found out abt my brother's accident which was a low point of the year. It's great to know all is well.

The final few mnths
The last 3 mnths of the year were filled with late nite studies and farewell's. The americans left one by one and also mates from uni. Been to quite a few grad ceremonies, which only makes the waiting harder. The farewell's became the gist of the final mnths...hope we all can meet again...

To sum it up...2005 was quite a story considering all the people and places that have occupied my time. Certainly the studies were a priority but i'm sure no one wants to know abt resistors and modulation.

Hope 2006 is as good as 2005.....although..stating that every year will always hold somethin new for me...considering the dynamics of life.

On my way to uni....

2005-11-09T09:55:00.000+10:00

On my way to uni i passed a museum where i saw a group of little kids all excited to see something which i see everyday...a huge plastic dinosaur.....anyways from observation..a train of thoughts departed from obscurity and made its journey through the following fields of enlightenment( i know...quite a vague usage of words )...as kids our lives were so easily excitable...our world was big...it had soo many things to find out and soo many more things to know...everything had to be remembered and heaps more was left to explore. Our world consisted of friends, family and by 'world'... i mean 'our bubble' ( please refer to previous post...=)...) we shared everything and wanted to be with everyone...when i was growing up i always wanted to know and do what my brothers were upto...in hindsight i know it was annoying for them...but...i did learn a lot...same thing with my parents..i wouldnt have realised their importance if i didnt want to be like them.....but as we grow up..our world becomes smaller...we become selfish and tend to prefer doing things alone...without much consideration of anyone else....from days where your mum would ask u everyday how school waz...to days where u really want to be asked " how waz your day ?"...but yeah...we close ourselves to everythin....

From another conversation with a friend...we deducted that as we grow older our capacity for risk reduces..while our safety bracket just grows larger...from days of late nite wanderings to early sleep in's.....it's just a personal recognition of a couple of numbers which u didnt even pick...anyways my mindless chatter will go on....to conclude this post...how abt opening your eyes and trying to experience the changing world around you and not trying to change yourself. how abt living the experience and not experiencing the living. cheers guys...thanks for being a great audience...=)

A passing thought

2005-11-02T06:16:00.000+10:00

We go thru life trying to answer the 'what if' question...always trying to discover paths that were never lead...we refuse to accept our present self and try to accept the person we never were. Our fascination with destiny is exaggerated where we hope that the 'right' turn was taken. If only we were alien enough to accept ourselves and not figure out our place in this tiny bubble of a miracle. A painting showed me our individuality where each person has thier own world or metaphorically speaking ' our very own bubble'. U must be wondering about my fascination of bubble, all thanks to Coldplay- Parachutes..back to by endless thoughts....all we see is people walking around..but in actually fact they are different 'you's who have lived thier life different. They have the same problems as you...just different context's...anyways all i have to say is that being judgemental and subjective of another person is not the right way to go about finding a person's true personality....

The 'intense' blog

2005-11-02T02:54:00.000+10:00

I got a comment on my previous post which made me think abt this blog. I didnt expect it to come out as 'intense'...but with a bit of afterthought and positive criticism i have realised that not everyone is ready for this blog...this does not mean i will change content...it only means that i should 'refine' my words..hehe...isnt 'refine' a nice word...well hopefully my future postings are a tad bit positive since i will agree that this blog does make me think about stuff that i should keep on the backburner for a while...well look out for my next post...should be soon...some anticipation for those who do read my blog...jus a bit of Alexander Pope for my end statement...it's from my favourite movie..." Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind "...do have a look..it's amazing...

How happy is the blameless vestal lot,
the world forgotten, by the world forgot,
Eternal Sunshine of the spotless mind,
Each pray'r accept'd, each wish resign'd.
Alexander Pope 'Eloisa to Abelard'

My thoughts

2005-01-11T22:46:00.000+10:00

" Life is a method of living not living on method"

"Great thoughts are rarely appreciated, but mild humour is always applauded"

" Life is a mystery with no limit to exceed, but when death comes calling, life is a tragedy"

" life is a projection of what you do on a daily basis, but it is just a perception of the recurring mind"

" The human satire for greed is enough to fill a few thousand hungry elephants"

" Peace in the world is like a rose in the desert, is it rare but when felt, is the most beautiful thing"

" A person without a heart is like a flower without it's colour, both are beautiful from the outside, but do not make an impact"

All made by me...during different times of my life...

black and white

2004-11-08T14:38:00.000+10:00

when u think of death what colour comes to ur mind? when u think of heaven what colour comes to ur mind? Whether u believe in heaven or not..? there must be a colour in your head. Most ppl will probably have black for death and white for heaven. Is there a connection between heaven and death? u have to experience one to go to the next. It's the same with black and white...u have to experience black to yo know what white is...Think about it...........

Death

2004-11-01T01:51:00.000+10:00

The secret of death is it's surprise element. If we knew about our death, life could be even more screwed up. But it could also avoid suicide since it becomes a fact that life is short lived. The irony of that, Death avoids death. Is death the absence of life? There are 3 types of people in this world: Scared, unaware, suicidal. Why are we scared of death? Why do we live our lives hoping to live another day ? Irrespective whatever, death will always be around. Each of us have to die someday. So leave it to faith and live like u know. Live each day like it's your last. Most people get so awkward when talking about death, like it's a taboo. Personally, it's the best thing in the world. Death is actually a metaphor for life. It's like 'u' live to die but dont 'die to live'. If there was no death u wouldnt accomplish anythin coz u know there is always tommorow. There are heaps of arguments against that, but tommorow is something most of us havent seen. Tommorow is like death, coz ' u never know'. There is no specific point to this except convey my thoughts on paper. This mite be incomplete, but dat's 'discreet' thinking. So if u live for tommorow, it basically means u 'dying to live'.