Shifted.

I've moved to a new blog

I thank all the patient readers of Verbodynamics. I'm going to write regularly at my new blog. They may wish to subscribe to the RSS feeds of my new blog or continue to follow what I write at

www.noarbitrage.wordpress.com

Thanks

CB

Wooh

I never thought I would ever get high on share price movements.
Fuck.
More later.

G

Chennai - Mumbai.

End

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Psychedelic playing, sitting outside, nicotine, the yard long wing.

I look at CB/PR

No more.

Conversation

Me: What do you think of a PhD?

Sis: No

Me: What??

Sis: I don't want to study for so long

Me: Why?

Sis: I'm acutely conscious of my mortality.

And she's in 11th Std.

JEE

Hardly did I think in 2004, that four years hence I shall be weeding out my troubles with my friends on the morning of JEE. Nice.

Yeah

Date : 07.04.08
Time: 2:45 AM

Restart

Cleaned my room. Desktop.
Archived all the unread blogs in Google reader.
Stacked up a set of books.

A new beginning. More frequent blogging from now on, fellows! :-)
Long time since I've written anything that's made me feel good.

Two more months in IITM! :-(
This place is the best thing that has happened to me in life.

Right now, Fiber spinning. Over and out.

Ya.

Officially done.
Trust is a liability, isn't it.
Fuck it.

How many times, how many times have I realized.

Fucking learn. Learn.

Ya.

Tough times. I need to work to save my degree. Apart from what I've lost already.
I get this feeling that I'm a lone warrior, fighting the world.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah

What a day!

KV got Caltech Fellowship!
And T Mani put intern 100kms from Amsterdam!

Shhtrrrrrrong boys!!

Of puns

The South African cartoonist Zapiro apparently depicted a recent cartoon showing "George Bush's response to the Bird Flu - Bombing Turkey and the Canary Isles" :-)

And my sister's Social Board exam is coming up. In frustration she says "This is the most exasperating chapter I've ever read in history". Indeed.

Of hoardings and advertising

I was thinking of this yesterday. It seems an idea worth trying out - for fun - after talking to Caesar.

A few advertising hoardings you see daily on the roads - have "Contact 98843..." written on them. The purpose is obviously simple - The contact number is that of the owner of the hoarding space. You call that number, pay the rent for a fixed period of time, and use the hoarding to put up whatever Ad you want.

Now, what if I decide to do this: I call up the guy, pay him the rent for (say) three months and get the permission to put up anything I want. I decide to retain the "Contact 98843..." on it, but change ONE digit in the number. For three months, people would call the number only to reach nowhere. After three months, when the owner actually puts his own number back, people wouldn't notice the difference and they'd stop calling. He would lose a lot of business, right?

How does it sound? :-)

Hmmm..

Some sorta curse - I'm never loved as much as I love.
Aside, BTP fight starts.

Post

A smart, well dressed man was sitting in the bar sipping Vodka after a long day at work.
She came along and sat next to him. They started talking. She was bloody hot. She asked him if he was single. He smiled, took a shot of Vodka and stretched her hand towards him. He took out a pen and wrote down a telephone number on her palm.

She winked at him, and he could see anticipation and happiness in her eyes.
He got out of the seat, told her 'That's my girlfriend's number', and walked off.