Friday, November 30, 2007

poem corner - my most treasured !!!!

MAN IS ALAWYS SUBJECTIVE TO EMOTIONS... IT WAS ONE SUCH DAY DAT I WAS SO PISSED OFF DAT I DECIDED TO PEN DOWN MY THOUGHTS... GO ON GUYS.... DONT XPECT A WORDSWOTRTH R ELLIOT... IT IS JUST WAT I FELT AT THE HEAT OF SITUATION.....


CRY OF A LOSER

Life is a cycle,they say
It has it ups n downs.
But I ave only felt the latter
For my road is full of bumps

I have messed mine till date,
Gained nothing, lost it all
I haven’t achieved anything
Big r small
Born in a family of wits n brains
I ave always been a bit under par,
I wish it ends right here,
Yet in life I avent crossed dat far..
There r stones to turned,
Hurdles to cross
I don’t know, within me
If I ave got any more mass

I don’t kno y I wer born,
I really don’t kno
Till date ave I achieved anything
No!no! and a big no!!!!!
Why sudden philosophy, u might wonder
A question I need to answer myself
Yet I write dis poem of sorts
To answer my-self

I want an MBA, my parents an MS,
“its for yar good”they say
hell with them its my life anyway..

A cup of coffee , and an sea of thoughts,
Brings to light the battle they ave fought….
Its not easy to bring up a child
LOSER in all walks
Yet dey do it day after day,
I wonder how am I to repay…
Im blessed with a misery,sweetest of them all,
Its not easy , im still small…
Fat as im,yet they feed me
Not of food , but of their blood..

All I wish ,is to please them,
Perhaps a flicker of smile..
Even if dat meant my walking
Barefoot hundred mile…

Hey “invincible”, I don’t belive in u,
But at times the options r far and few…
Why am I in such a fix,
My back aches from yar merciless kicks

Stop it man ! I aint got anymore in me,
Stop oh lord… your merciless kicks

--a loser till date
(siva)

P.S. IM OPEN TO SUGGESTIONS... DO FEEL FREE TO POST....

Thursday, November 22, 2007

MEN r Women

It is very possible that after the public revelation of this article I would be ambushed by a frightening group of women in their mid-thirties, possessing mediocre grooming habits, and lethargic husbands: a group that calls itself the Feminist Mafia. But, I dont care. Its more important to me that the truth is divulged; the truth that has been kept a secret for centuries by generations of trained fighters known as WO-Men (Warriors Obliterating Men); the truth which, when revealed, would change the course of life as we know it today; the truth that men's lives are so much worse than women's lives.
Boyhood is not just about being stupid and breaking stuff. It also involves the very traumatic experience of trying to negotiate with the baggage of gender guilt thats thrust upon you by the women around you. The thrusting of the gender guilt, at such an early age, is, of course, the primary psychological weapon in the artillery of the Warriors Obliterating Men. Mothers, grandmothers, aunts, sisters-they all seem to mutter the same guilt-inducing line when faced with any problem: Oh, why should you bother? Youre a male. Were the ones who have to endure it. Its not so much the words as its the tone of their voice that fills you, the little boy, with a gnawing feeling of culpability. There starts the journey of the demoralized man whos forcibly made a part of a generalization that he doesnt care much about.
However, the contrast between the truth and the generalization is as stark as the difference between a car and a car salesman. Men do not have better lives than women just because women say we do. One example that all women cite is the mans gift to pee standing up. Let me tell you something, its not all that its hyped up to be. In fact, it could be downright harrowing on certain occasions. Men do not enjoy the privacy of a separate stall when they go to a public restroom like women do. All we get are half a dozen contraptions mounted on the wall that to someone with a reasonably active imagination would look like the beaks of really large pelicans. But the really disturbing part lies in how close the half a dozen pelican beaks are to each other. And the only thing that separates you and the peer next to you is a thin rectangular partition thats nowhere near as tall as it should be. Can you imagine the trauma of having to pray for a guy who's shorter than you pee next to you every time you visit the restroom to relieve yourself? We'd much rather spend a few extra seconds pulling down our pants than having to be on surveillance mode every time nature calls. But, of course, women will never understand because they re the ones who have to endure it.
Another bane of being a woman, they say, is having to deal with that time of the month which makes her cranky, emotional, and depressed. Well, let me inform you women that we men undergo similar phases as well, but on a level way more intense than you could fathom. A woman couldnt possibly comprehend how cranky, vulnerable, and suicidal a man can get for a stretch of time as long as even a year whenever the Indian Cricket Team goes and makes a mess of a match that they should have won blindfolded. Forget the monthly mess, ladies, this one bugs us every minute of every hour of every day we live. Therefore, women have their womens problems and we guys have the Indian Cricket Team. You tell me which is worse.
What Ive revealed so far is merely the tip of the iceberg. Although, I feel its safe to assume that men all over the world are wising up to the real truth. Never again should we drop our heads in shame and walk away tongue-tied when a woman tells us that we have it good. We should stand up and bravely put ourselves down. Dont let any woman tell you that youre happier than them; stand your ground and prove to them that youre more depressed than Vincent Van Goghs optician. And if they corner you and pull out their trump card- the labor pain card- smile back confidently at them, take your cap off and show them the huge bald spot thats staring back with a vengeance.

Monday, November 19, 2007

Test your internet speed

It was reported that more than half of UK homes have broadband now. You may find it hard to believe but customers in the UK have a bigger range of ISPs to choose from than in the US.

However, it was reported that many of the ISPs are not delivering the promised broadband speeds, with customers in some places reporting less than one fourth of the promised download speeds. Of course, there's always a warning in fine print:
Download speeds may vary substantially depending on where you live and technical factors such as the quality of your telephone line

Take the Internet Speed Test to find out whether you are getting the speed your ISP said you would. It is easy to use. All you have to do is press the "Begin" button and you will get the download and upload speed results. It's totally free. The website also has links to a number of freeware links as well as tips and tweaks.