the future holds me in the cradle of new age.. age of Aquarius

bits and peices of life altering conversation

ne: :p

my mums theory : im the only kid.she has no back ups as she calls it..so..im not allowed to do some stuff

do u like soldier of fortune
?

dhananjai: haha!! :P

funny..

yes..

you know something .. you and i... we are proabably bastard grand children of genghiz kahn :)

ne: ahem..why?

and my dad keeps telling ppl we're realted..as in him an G.khan/..bit random,...but he does.. :s theres a strange story i believe

dhananjai: well most indians are actually decended from mongolians.. and well at one point genghiz kahn...raped so many women while plundering india of it beuty and wealth.. that we are his bastard children.. :D

i have secret hopes and wishes in the same wavelength :)

and now its not so secret any more :(

ne: as whom?

dhananjai: bugger me..

ne: us strange tonight..hehe

dhananjai: as whom ?

what do you mean..

ne: i have secret hopes and wishes in the same wavelength :)

as whom

?

dhananjai: i think we have great potential to be stranger..

:D oh as me.. :D

ne: whos we?>

dhananjai: we would be us 2..

wait i shall explain..

ne: do

dhananjai: i have hopes and dreams like that of genghiz kahn

ne: to go rape a mill females?

to be strange looking and have an unpleasnt rep? :s

* frowns *

dhananjai: shall go out to different lands .. and shall leave my mark..eventually when the world is really really really really really old..and i m not alive ..everybody will be related to me :)

ne: why on earth?

dhananjai: shall inherit my qualities.. and itll be the dawn of a new more progressive age

ne: hahahahhhaa

aa h...

o..now im laughing lots

monkeyy..

dhananjai: why.. :(

ne: awwh

no reason..no reason what so evr

dhananjai: its my way of contributing to the progress of humanity..

ne: u really dont need to at such vast reaches

dhananjai: i just need to find similar thinking female companions.. :D also..i should be wary of std's so itll be challenging..this is now my new life aim

ne: our country does enough for the world popn...without u single handedly leavin g "ur mark" was it? :p

dhananjai: all for superiour human species..

ne: slutty females?

dhananjai: hmm no..

ne: i believe my coll is abundantly overflowing with em

dhananjai: no slutty females are useless in my quest for new superiour human race..

ne: if u dont mind the national language all the time, youre set

we-ll..to match ur mindset....they'll have to be reallly open minded or realllly weird..or slutty

third option comes naturally to several females

mosquitoes!!!Aaarghh

dhananjai: no ..useless..i need women who are in the prime of the fertility... smart.. progressive.. and well they should be willing to bear fruit with your truly..and i'l be busy spreading new world order.. while at some point.. my philosphy of life wil spread

ne: haaaaaaaaaaaahahahhahhahhahahaaaa

ROFL

hahahahahhahahahahahahahhahaaaa

ne: hahahhahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaa

AAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAaaaa

hehehehheeahaha

aaaah..


other parts of the conversation have been deleted in order for the world to experience what it does not know.. .i cant show it to you..then you'll know whats happening.(and may rise to unnecessary rebellion).stranger things are happening in the background and slowly the plan will be in motion..i would suspect you not to laugh at the plan..
the person/object once known as ne... will forever after this remain in obscurity hidden behind the Clouds..

i respect rebellions..my life is based on rebelions..it helps people grow.. but there is a time and place.. and it will be at end of the age... peace will arrive at gates of a new dawn..an age of the Aquarius.. peace progress and everything else


my name is Dhananajai
Life Is A Jueey
you are all my decendents..(when time is around the year 2600.)

more abt the age of Aquarius:
its just beautiful.. research for yourself.. it'll be time for all things peaceful..music will blossom.. progress in science.. and essentially the world and universe at large..


more from the present day and age (logged below for convenience -penned by some author)
::::The key phrase for Aquarius is "I Know," but that knowledge is not a righteous, superior or exclusionary knowledge. It's a sort of wisdom that draws people together, for Aquarians are, above all else, social animals. They crave interaction with large groups of people, thriving in humanitarian and social causes and in any situation where collective thought, innovation and cooperation are required. They tend to be eccentric and disdainful of tradition and -- while they love magic and believe in the esoteric arts -- prefer to discover knowledge through scientific experimentation and exploration.

Technology is like a hobby for the Water Bearer. Aquarians stockpile all the new gadgets on the market and are at ease in front of a computer or connected to a cell phone. Sure, they're trendy -- they need to be at the forefront, in the midst of the social action, up on the hottest fads -- but they also truly love other people and believe strongly in the independent spirit.

Sociable, open-minded, innovative, eschewing of tradition, scientific and technologically driven. If we extract these qualities from the individual and apply them to the world, we can see what the Aquarian Age is all about. We will loosen the ties of tradition and forge ahead in a cooperative effort to improve human relations and also the relations between ourselves and our world. We will be respectful yet also playfully, intelligently rebellious. We will admire and encourage individuality and embrace differences rather than fear them.

There's no way to know where the Age of Aquarius will lead us all. Who knows what the world will be like in the year 4000? As science proves that we are all one race -- that no matter our color or origin, we are all essentially the same beneath our skin -- we will also grow, change and learn to adapt to one another's cultural and individual differences. We have an opportunity to apply the most positive qualities of Aquarius -- intellectual openness, humanitarianism and compassion for the environment -- to making our world a more considerate, benevolent and accepting place:::

manipal

o'neil :)
bhav
priya and me :) kiki ness

In all my life..since i was old enough to start being the person ive become..
ive always wanted something to happen like what happened in manipal..

trip..traveling..the sheer joy friends ..making new friends..trying new things..this is what life is about..adventure.. (bombay was fun as well..IRON MAIDEN BABY)
this is what my life is about..
i will never forget this trip.. i may not have any pictures about this trip..but my memory will serve me well till i become senile..
this is what LIFE IS ABOUT.. A DREAM..A MOVIE..A REAL LIFE..MY LIFE.. it was everything i wanted it to be and more.. i miss it..i love it.. ill always cheerish it :)
bahv and o'neil ..thanks mate

the days prophet

and as the temples we all worship
falls to the ground
we all sink into a deep sea of pussy.
it being the last stop of a dangerous
and conservative nation
a sea of ants march only to be crushed
by the strong aroma of soothing butterflies

sweet up and down
is in the presence of the wrathchild
as the indians play in the dirt.
rattle in the sweet acid wild
cooled by the vast beach and beautful naked sight

grand is the day
optimistic in its pessimistic premise
a new age of the aquarius.
liberal free and swimming in a wet dream
come with us
spreading the water everywhere

chubby and sahil they were witness

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from rtto davey


to that bum arun

from k bird
to rt
from vu


to vu ..this is good

to tariq

to sitara..you cut my hair :(

from ne



from davey ..awesome :)

crazy dude .. what a "trip"

:):)

it could happen to any of us sometime

click on image .for viewing "it could happen to any of us ..sometime"
arbit,
echoeos
jerk it out
tunnel vision
rusty old boat
let it rain
summers end
haha 8-0
straight throught the telephone pole
defunked
defunked
defunked..dare you steal that from me..ive been aight bloggy..
cousines home good fun.. havent touched books in while...not feeling creative ..but feeling very musical..not good combo not making new stuff... jus playing the same old jazz :D :D
i want my defunked...arun you motherfucker..
anyway thats all till now cya when feeling more creative ta ta...apparently im famous in my class..cause i havent attended it even for a day :D :P hehe forget day not even an hour
well thats in manipa note to self...should go there sometime :D

take that time

and again after so long..i wipe the dust of my blog to write yet another arbit entry

in my life and ive had a long and rather wonderful life...friendships and romances never really strayed to my path...
at least not as often as id liked at least on the romances bit...
but ive been quite lucky with the other department...in scholo i had my friends..but no real best friend or anything like that..
but in coll it started with me barely knowing any of them and yet speaking to them ive known them for ever
yes as strange is it may seem i like coll....its not freedom i hoped for..its no libral...its rather right wing conservative and very very fond of rice..
but otherwise coll is a ball..
and i think i might enjoy the next 4 years ..all be it i don't really like rice that often...

its all so new ,and great complements to the vu

well college has finally started and its not bad...found a nice group to hang out with ..yeah things are looking up..
well this post isnt really abt coll its abt randomness and how very enjoyable it can be ..
how randomly you can make friends...never spoke to someone in person but nice it is to chat to the same person online..funny thing that is... its interesting..i dont think we ever devulged too much private information ..its all abt random topics ..and how rare it is too find jus to talk abt.total randomness i say .its all new and great complements to the vu. :)

they are a changing

well i havent written any anti me posts in a long while...
and thats partly becuase of feeling..or the general lack of it
yes past couple of months..and i do mean months..i havent had any emotional experiences..not really anyway...i hoped that during this time in my life i would have things going for me..but my heart and my head has jus konked off..and bugger me if i didn't do anything about it

and now when i slowly re-enter the social idiocies society asks me to face in coll i wonder if i'm still the same guy..tho i may not have been emote-ing
or feeling something...i have had many things happen to me (mostly things i did to myself)this summer...largly dull and pointless..
i have inflicted myslef through a lot...i tested myself..tho i hate to admit it..i can be alone...i can take care of myself..i can do a lot...jus let me do it...
but what i can do and what i want to do..and what my parents want me to do..seems to be a large conflict of interest..
and the past few nights ..under the full moon...i sat on my balcony listening to music..and asking myself some questions ....
i doubt i'll ever be the same...i suddenly feel angry..little sad.. a little not me..
but maybe this is a new me...my skin getting replaced..im not quite sure..but i do know one thing..liverpool is winning...
and in my future...and as well as i know me...i think i might jus find some answers....

vague and pointless...but it had to be done

roll away in the dew..it will ring my fire..and lose you weight

as i walked down the very uncertain roads of chennai...
i felt everything go by..it was beautiful..
the sky bloomed and the extreme corner of this road i saw everything pass by..the sound of old cars..
the radio playing at the stall be hind me..it was early in the morning..
so there it was..the vegetable i had been looking for...
i walked towards my holy vegetable...but as it had tp be ...crowds of funny men and funny women decided to rush past in a furry...it was the immaculate description of chennais great and mind boggling vegetable markets..
a touch of Grey kinna suits u anyway...thats all i had to say..
i will get by..
that song is so good..i don't why ppl listen to shit..common...the grateful dead jus makes u sway...
sorry im listening o that song so....
yes back to vegetable markets..yeah well these vegetable markets are filled with fish...im not lying...
u can find fish ,chicken.mutton and obviously beef and other non wild animals..domesticated to death..quite litrelly..
the magnolias grew on the river side...well don't imagine the kuom..bum...thing like the olden days..
damn nobody shares my vision...and stupid d.n.a is dead...all of u are bums..cant think like i do..waste ..naiya kutty's
why is no one retro they asked...me..i said who want st o living in the past...it s the past ..the future..is like the next best thing (yeah that was funny)
the vegetable markets...
it was filled with he aromas of old ladies..with sleepless breath and oddly enough very well worked out malnutritional men...
the aroma of the fish was quite over powering..me being mallu...how does it matter...
u know mallus and bengalis are so similar..we are nearly the same race,,we jus speak different languages many letters apart..
the friend of the devil i s a friend of mine..
red people shake hands...the moon come out..we swim to it...
the car is far awy...it looks like it s coming close.r..and the funny thing is that it s too fast to escape it...
i can imagine my self ..sitting on the comp swaying to the music..and typing this article is tht wired or the "double mirrored on opposite sides."
effect...alright im getting like..totally..and omg..i hate them dumb chicks...
cant stand them..and ones who awww for nothing..u should all be hung.
and the ones who are like.. yaeh ..someday...
:)
got to go luv...catch ya later..
mwah..my blog..jueey....why are the u only one..
im too nice.

stort of someone elses life :this part is called does it matter

as the night set in .ever so slowly...i couldnt help but feel suffocated..the still of the night really made wanna breathe again
freash.
it was dark and cold night...i walked down..the flight of stairs in the abandoned building..not really abandoned it had been my home for more than a year now...a year is it..lost track of time....
nothing worked..it was a hell hole...
in the past so many months ive learnt many things...
how to steal ..how to kill and most importantly how not to feel any more...
i strolled along the streets..the night was turning colder and my heart was racing jus tht much faster...
there was this inexplicable lull of immaculate noise...
it was leading to something..something big...

damn it

damn it damn it damn it
im so sorry blog happy belated birthday..
may 26th..damn so sorry i forgot

buga boo

as my holidays moves along with painful ease..
its finally hit me..and its hit me good..i need to get into college..yes ive already got manipal..but somehow i still feel incomplete ,like i could have done more...
so loyola results await..xaviers yet to fill..time passes with simplicity..yet painfully
not as painfull as hitting a brick wall whilst travelling at break neck speeds
painfull as it would be if your back itches and you couldnt reach it.not painful as if someone's heart to be broken.. its painful as in u just missed to 1 o clock train by a minute
..everything is just drifting ,unconciously with great effort avoiding the cacophony of my thoughts..
its jus moving along

i will remember these early days of june 2007 not for the beautiful breeze..or the aerosmith concert or my trip to bangalore..ill remember this early days of june 2007 for the time it took..

for the time it took..
the time it took...
time...
buggga boooooooo! :D today i pray for the best..the joys of others and their happinesses. heartbreaks of others..whilst my own uncompromising future being coldly calculated by the hands of those whom i cannot see..

sometime eh!!

as my association with my well known habbit of nothingness grows, i have only a few things left on my mind..my new found old talent of doing nothing.
and the hope that i get in to a st.xaviers..blimmey their course is awesome
i hope lfc win the champions league for the 6th time..that would really make me happy

anyway..as i shake the dust of my blog..long time..and this year the frequency hasnt been all that high but the quality of writing has improved i think. leaving all that aside..ive had plenty of time to dream ,to travel to experiment..but as it had to be, chennai is nothing but a pan of really hot smouldering people with insufferable case of "oh kaduvulai im dying" and and even more annoying auto drivers..things couldnt realy get more outgoing..
so here it is i travel ...and the hopes that someday these travels will be real and not just in my head.i dream .i listen to good music.
i dream
is that so wrong..to want to go to amsterdam take in sights..the people..and lots of other things.. :D but its something i always wanted ..even before the knowing..(everybody knows the knowing :D) with the fine flowers and women and the drugs...the rivers, the boats, the architecture...the hope that in Europe my dreams ..yes my dreams...that a fantasy will happen..somethings so unlikely that it can only take place in your head..
so as i listen to my collection of allman brothers band..and my dream to someday make it to amsetrdam..listen to jazz..have a bit of drink...bit of smoke..a bit of beauty..
and the fine taste of my dreams in my mouth..
i think ill be eaternly happy..eternly...
dreams huh!! dont we all ..

the million dollar question

<<<<<<<?>>>>>>>
the story of the great Question mark
characters :
? - the great Question mark
<<< - greater arrow gaurds
>>> - lesser arrow gaurds
....... - the dot people


<<<<<<<<?>>>>>>>>>
the great Question mark
surrounded by the Arrow Guards

see the thing about the gr8 Question mark..was he was a BIG question himself quite literally
nobody quite new what he was doing there in fact his staggering curved presence was quite err lets just say staggering..
and those Arrow Guards were quite amused
in fact the gr8 Question mark never questioned the Arrow Guards on why they were amused.

for quite frankly he was question him self.so he couldn't get the really staggering picture..so what rite did he have to question the arrows that kept the question mark in fact a question and not an answer..in essence was it possible that the question mark was questioning his own questionability..his own authority??


most of the "...."people
didn't no what to to say to the arrow head cos they were always left hanging in fact the questions were thrown at the giant question mark with the help of arrows

honestly the gr8 Question mark didn't know the answers and left the dots quite like a bunch of silly marks on piece of paper just like this -> .................
nobody wanted to do what the gr8 Question mark did
for every time some questioned why he was there ,,he would claim..i dunno..i'm just an arrow and old arrow sitting on a dot..the accumulation of questions wore him down..and hence he became a question mark
the aging arrow without answers led to its own unanswered destruction ultimately forcing the next poor arrow to take over
the problem was.why did the question mark become so gr8
the answer was quite simple really..
HE DIDN'T KNOW THE ANSWERS

the questions how ever were quite reasonable
like for what joy did question marks exist ??

(contd of the previous..question..in fact scientists many years latter found out why the question mark exist .why it had become so gr8.the scientists how ever were displeased with their observations .forever destested the question mark..only to find out later that if they did there would be a great anarchy in the dot kingdom..ultimately they had to make their peace)


in fact what was noticed was..that the question mark was a glory hunter always stood at the back of the line but curiously enough he hogged all the credit..no wonder the question mark became the gr8 Question mark...

thank you for reading this questionable posts and its darkest motives..you will be fore ever blessed if ud comment on it :P..
this unintelligent and obscure peice of work was created when a friend of mine and me were having a lousy conversation..so i had to make up this story

random musings..there is a warning

well that was me at around 4 am..i took the pic put it on the post..and went on to stay up till 5 am.weird night it was
***warning i have mentioned random things here..***
its a far cry from sanity my life.. these past few days..
and in my blog is where i confess..that i love it..i have contemplated saving the world
becoming a nice yellow lemon(to jump into a giant ocean of gin and tonic. only later figure out there isn't a ocean that big enough..so i settled for pretending to be a lemon jumping in and out of my apartments swimming pool)

i have done some wild and crazy things like contemplate getting into college..my future(do i have one)

u know and all the other stuff a school pass out KID/TEEN AGER/NEARLY A MAN would do. like start a blog with one of his aquarinest friends(ya candy u know what i'm talking about)
b sides all that..i tickled my self yesterday saying the word buzzz..kavya (another aquarian..u see i have a liking towars us aquarians..mostly because i am one )would know about that.
i told a girl that its a good time to satisfy her boyfriend (poor ne,sorry about that)
i told another girl that a guy liked her...knowing fully well that she probably didn't like him the same way

all in all bloggy(my blog for the readers) dearest i've bin doing nothing productive
i've just bin dazzling hero of political incorrectness.
i love top gear.(random yes..but they are brilliant)
i've bin up for the past 5 days odd ...till correctly about 5 am
listening to music..like sly and the family stone.thinking of ways to save the world..while conveniently talking to people over the internet..i have realized that my moms selfish reason to take me to kerala may not be all that bad...

i don't know whats happening .but i have feeling that im not in control of it,it being everything..frankly i like not being in control of anything(not in leadership or football sorta off a way) but in life...
i just like keep those sails open catch the free breeze and never get to the point.*(in anything.you will notice as u read along)

hehe tariq tomme once that i was born to screw up ..and i used to stick out my tounge every time (just ask anyone who has chatted with me on yahoo) but u know something
in my life i know how i want the journey to be..i just have no clue were the bloody hell the destination is..u know ppl like sonali would understand that..she KNEW me well :D

but know i dont know..
im back to being detached not really close to anyone..well there is sagar some mite say(MITE SAY)..but dunno he just isnt a girl..

guys are the best...trust me ..to hang around have good time..but i seem to have a cut off..there is only so much i cant do...i love being around guys..im a total bloke that way(the music we make,thanks arun..the jokes we crack..thanks everyone.the insane amounts of time we spent doing nothing.again thanks everyone)..

girls just seem to be girls wen i hang around them they ask me silly things like how their hair is?? and if the new nail polish is nice??(its okay priya u can keep on asking me ill be nice to you unless i really dont like it)..frankly in all those matters i am as useless as the wall ur leaning against wen ur doing nothing..but then again that same wall is giving u support..so basically im as useless as u wen ur doing nothing but standing on that wall
anyway..were was i..ya guys..i have awesome fun playing football..frankly it enough to keep me satisfied..i wouldn't need anything more emotionally..but this is a long post and i intend to make it longer..
well so why cant i get close to a guy..partly because
a)he is a guy..he doesnt have girl parts..like ovaries,breasts,and other such beautiful creations(equally bad wen they decide turn against you) but at the same time..i dont like hanging around em now why is that...answer
cos they have girl parts like ovaries,breasts,and other such beautiful creations(equally awesome wen they decide to "turn on" you)hehe get the pun
i basically wrote this whole post to put tht pun in :D
well its 3 23 am(after editing and adding things)..it really isnt my fault i get mad around this time..frankly ive bin geting quite a wee bit mad lately
oh i would also like to mention in this post.i got a new harp.its awesome..may the heavens bless us all. i DHANANJA BLESS YOU ALL TO BLESS YOURSELVES LONG LIVE LIVERPOOL FC AND SATANISM,AND FEMALE BODY PARTS..MEN IN GENERAL.MUSIC my saviour.BRITISH HUMOR.LITTLE TINY DROPS OF SALIVA AND THE NUMBER 8.THE WORD BUZZ.LIFE IS A JUEEY!.BLOGGING.AGEING.MOVIES.BOOKS.THE SUPREME COURT.OUR LOUSY INDIAN TEAM(i hope they live).GOOD FRIENDS.GOOD TIMES.
PS.this is the first time im mentioning people so explictily in my blog.like in some of my friends posts..these arnt the ppl i love or any jazz like tht..these are the ppl.i jus happened to be talkin to these past days...
sahil if u read this..man..its about time
DAMN I NEED TO GET OUT MORE..ANYBODY WANNA GO FOR A MOVIE OR A PLAY.OR FOR DINNER???

TO "C" OR NOT TO "C"

some thing me and candy are trying out..its there in the links section(of my blog)...please do check it out...
u wont be disappointed
else use the following link

here


this is the intro for the above link
Well..now that our blog is somewhat up and some what running..
I think we should introduce ourselves and the blog
well the blog is 2 part owned.
Part 1 Consists of Candy(aka Ashwin Candade)
Part 2 Consists of Dman(aka Dhananjai Hari)
Its our creative common..It is here were we share our passion for movies and film making
but this is more or less our "critic" blog.. in a manner of speaking.
It is here were we write our reviews to the movie we all love to hate..and hate to love..or plan and simply hate/love.
It is here were we recomend the movie you should "c" and maybe not "c"(a nice modification of hamlet don't you think ;)

If there are any movies you want us to review please leave us a message and we shall respond A.S.A.P.
With love
candy and dman
ps..please feel free to comment and share your opinions on the movie..
also maintain sanity dignity and respect.it is a public forum sort of

some thing i did for fun..a gift to my blog
:D
my love

confessions of a bloggin shadow...!!

(<-woohoo thts me dancing away to glory)












A LITTLE SOMETHING ABOUT ME :- (A PAGE IN MY LIFE..FOR THAT U SHOULD KNOW WHO I AM)well im a shadow ..kinna 2-d yeah yeah dont laugh u dont realise how hard it is to be skinny and and flat..
well i wlda done this at churrch but well tht bum dhananjai wld be there as welll
i mean whats rong with tht guy...quite litrelly all he does is follow me around all day...i mean he starts were i end..u realy cant make out the difference between my end and his beginning.wat a bum he is...i think he quite attached to me... i dont blame him ..i mean look at me..im the cOOLest blaCk thing around..
well diary this is wat i have to confess..
im starting to get annoyed with mr.dhananjai...all he ever does is scream life is a jueey...
even if he is in a dessert he'd be singing it frm the tallest branch of the tallest tree...im kinna getting annoyed...moreover he's always listenin to good music and stuff...seriously cld he be more lame...i mean were is all the hip hop and pop and all tht other rubbish stufff...
he is always thinkin abt music..and i mean his board exams are in a couple days and he doesnt even bother to sit down and study...i mean rite now he is sitting on front of this giant light giving screeen makin silly noices on some tappin apparatus...of which i have not had the pleasure to meet...he always does tht leaves me out of conversations....he jus looks at me some times and realises tht ahh this is an opportunity to be mean..and jus goes and stands under some treee..
i dont like it...well rite now dear diary i have to go there is some other shadow in this room and he doesnt like me to much..askin me to bugger off...aye..ill be back..my black heart yearns to tell him off

salty water blues!!

(salty water blues.1.)
(->thts the money we had .2. i took the foto yummy isnt it)











its lovely 7 friends guys..my favourite type of friends...jus roaming arnd eatin havin a good time..no money jus salty water blues


butterflies sailed on the breeze
sounds of colour ate me alive
reds were afray indigo lapsed
see the sound of salty water blues

found the winds to blow
my soul was bleeding out
i watched in the afterglow
virgin sands..
sing 'em salty water blues

the sky moved sideways
everything else seemed to die away
all was left was shades of Grey
eyay

its the salty water blues..
no hues jus salty water blues
restless joes
no mindless blows
'em salty water blues

7cats pranced on the beach
pissing out gold and indigo hues
nuts and italian peach
sing 'em salty water blues
..memories etched eh!!