Take a good look at that map. Oh, and take a look at Bangalore’s colour too. Done?
Now look at this:
Subject: BARKER AT FUGA TONIGHT (12TH SEPT SAT)
STRAP IN : High energy house session at FUGA tonight with DJ ROHIT BARKER on the console. With a bag full of hot new house tunes Barker is itching to bang it out at Fuga tonight. Come by for a fun sat night out.
GUESTLIST : +9198860xxxx
Strictly couples and single ladies only.
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Time. Remember not to complain about it.
On August 15th, Terence drew something really interesting during the painting competition that was organised at our office. It was a view of our hands: the left one holding a dice and the right one holding an hourglass. I don’t quite remember the complete explanation he gave about his poster, but part of it went like this: The dice represents randomness in life and the hourglass, time. And taking chances at the right time is what we have in our hands. A simple, yet powerful message. Additional points for being wise enough to be able to distinguish between what you can do and what you can’t.
Let’s not talk about my poster.
I’m not sure how this is other dog loving countries across the world, but certain observations which I’ve made in the past few months are:
1. Most rich dog owners do not own Indian breeds – but mostly non-native breeds.
2. Far too many stray dogs.
Questions:
1. Do the other dog loving countries tend to not own their own native breeds and, say, prefer Indian breeds?
2. Are there just as many stray dogs in such countries?
Other, possibly related questions:
1. What’s with the recent trend of blonde dancers in Bollywood *cough* dance sequences?
2. What’s with the sudden influx of all the fugly Indian counterparts of North American style reality shows on TV?
3. Why am I even writing about such things on my blog?
Bought a bunch of popular science books (Richard Dawkins and Roger Penrose). Yes, I’m not really a reader but I’d love to pick up the habbit. On a related note: due to poor internets at home and office, I’m hereby bankrupt in the Anime department. There are shows I’d love to watch. I guess I’ll have to wait for better times.
My kittie was killed by three dogs on 14th night – the night before the Independence day. It had hardly lived for twenty days in our house. My mom, sis and I are dearly missing him. Oh, and, those three dogs were stray dogs. They’re currently employed as watch dogs by immigrant masons who’re illegally staying in the same locality where we are.
