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Sukrit Shalley ShaanSukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.comBlogger109125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-9007024903607715202010-04-10T09:00:00.002-05:002010-04-10T09:02:40.588-05:00WTF!It seems to amaze me that the friends, the family, the people I know and the people I dont know can be so unpredictable at times .... sometimes so amazingly amazing and at times irrational to the extent of making me say WTF!!!Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-13563377908503254562010-03-22T13:47:00.000-05:002010-03-22T14:26:18.820-05:00Health Care Reform!What is a better way to re-activate my blog than this new Health care Reform bill? I think it is the best way to do it, so here it is people, Sukrit speaks again <br />I am going to start with Japan, not with our northern neighbor, because some people just do not like anyone to bring Canadians into it, so I am picking Japan. Japan is the number 2 economy of the world and has the longest healthy life expectancy on this planet. It only spends half (in percent of GDP) as much on health care as the United States. Japan has universal health care system. That means, everyone in Japan is required to get a health insurance policy, either at work or through a community-based insurer. The Japanese government picks up the tab for those who are very poor and can’t afford a proper health care for themselves. It is a model of social insurance that is used in many wealthy countries. But it is most certainly not "socialized medicine." Eighty percent of Japan's hospitals are privately owned — more than in the United States — and almost every doctor's office, their medical clinics are private businesses. <br />The Japanese go to the doctor about three times as often as Americans. Because there are no gatekeepers, they can see any specialist they want. Japanese patients also stay in the hospital much longer than Americans, on average. They love technology such as magnetic resonance imaging (MRI); they have nearly twice as many scans per capita as Americans do. The Japanese Health Ministry tightly controls the price of health care down to the smallest detail. Every two years, the health care industry and the health ministry negotiate a fixed price for every procedure and every drug. That helps keep premiums to around $280 a month for the average Japanese family, and Japan’s employers pick up at least half of that.<br />If you lose your job, you keep your health insurance. <br />Japanese insurers are a lot more accommodating than their American counterparts. For one thing, they can't deny a claim. And they have to cover everybody. Even an applicant with heart disease can't be turned down, that is forbidden. Nor do health care plans covering basic health care for workers and their families make a profit. Anything left over is carried over to the next year. If the carryover was big, then the premium rate would go down. <br />No one in Japan goes broke because of medical expenses. Personal bankruptcy due to medical expenses is unheard of in Japan. <br />I wish this democratic congress wasn’t this scared of losing otherwise they would have done the right thing in making this new health care plan a fool proof plan for the sake of the country and for the sake of its citizens. But apparently the fear of losing next election won over them and they could not do the right thing. I still believe this new health care reform is the first step towards creating history and after 10 years when they will see the results they might move forward and do the right thing.Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-79654063060805112142009-01-19T20:14:00.001-05:002009-01-19T20:14:54.551-05:00Good luck Barack Obama :-)This is the eve of “making of the history”. In less than 16 hours, Barack Obama will be the next president of this great nation, the United States of America. I am feeling very proud, if not more at least same as every proud citizen of the United States. I would like to cherish this moment and will remember this moment for the rest of my life. I wish him luck and I pray to Gods to shower their blessings upon him and give him courage to lead this nation and the world with integrity, fairness and passion.Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-15481897136713992402009-01-19T19:56:00.000-05:002009-01-19T19:58:05.755-05:00Tips for better life -- By Nithya Shanti.Tips for Better Life by - Nithya Shanti<br /><br />1. Take a 10-30 minutes walk every day. And while you walk, smile.<br />2. Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day.<br />3. Sleep for 7 hours.<br />4. Live with the 3 E's -- Energy, Enthusiasm, and Empathy.<br />5. Play more games.<br />6. Read more books than you did the previous year.<br />7. Make time to practice meditation, yoga, and prayer. They provide us with daily fuel for our busy lives.<br />8. Spend time with people over the age of 70 & under the age of 6.<br />9. Dream more while you are awake.<br />10. Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is manufactured in plants.<br />11. Drink plenty of water.<br />12. Try to make at least three people smile each day.<br />13. Don't waste your precious energy on gossip.<br />14. Forget issues of the past. Don't remind your partner with his/her mistakes of the past. That will ruin your present happiness.<br />15. Don't have negative thoughts or things you cannot control. Instead invest your energy in the positive present moment.<br />16. Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn. Problems are simply part of the curriculum that appear and fade away like algebra class but the lessons you learn will last a lifetime.<br />17. Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar.<br />18. Smile and laugh more.<br />19. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Don't hate others.<br />20. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.<br />21. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.<br />22. Make peace with your past so it won't spoil the present.<br />23. Don't compare your life to others'. You have no idea what their journey is all about. Don't compare your partner with others.<br />24. No one is in charge of your happiness except you.<br />25. Forgive everyone for everything.<br />26. What other people think of you is none of your business.<br />27. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.<br />28. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends will. Stay in touch.<br />29. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.<br />30. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.<br />31. The best is yet to come.<br />32. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.<br />33. Do the right thing!<br />34. Call your family often.<br />35. Your inner most is always happy. So be happy.<br />36. Each day give something good to others.<br />37. Don't over do. Keep your limits.<br />38. Share this with someone you care about (Click the "Share" link below)<br /><br />For more on wonderful happiness ideas, please join the group "The Happiest Day of Your Life"<br />http://groups.to/happiness<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">This is my resolution for 2009 .. will keep you guys posted with the progress. :-) ~ Sukrit</span>Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-50061376233112220062009-01-17T21:36:00.000-05:002009-01-17T21:39:56.434-05:00Art101<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtqQzCJQo3q87E_eCvPBSHnYqQ_Cv4VzLbOutDcIf_xucvVA82YKBAfLEUCoOV1c8bNRalWb8AgvlyKs2FGAHTTPfpopFlZthzWE8-zmMj4aYpopctgBue0woyNiBxm1AQxpZWvA/s1600-h/IMGP0256.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtqQzCJQo3q87E_eCvPBSHnYqQ_Cv4VzLbOutDcIf_xucvVA82YKBAfLEUCoOV1c8bNRalWb8AgvlyKs2FGAHTTPfpopFlZthzWE8-zmMj4aYpopctgBue0woyNiBxm1AQxpZWvA/s400/IMGP0256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292457792319333714" /></a><br />Art by ~ SukritSukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-37035534062657032492009-01-17T21:34:00.002-05:002009-01-17T21:35:52.039-05:00Womanizer!The greatest "womanizer" ever.<br /><br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4ISBnx0xUss&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4ISBnx0xUss&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object>Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-62384791223382731622009-01-05T08:00:00.000-05:002009-01-05T10:50:01.897-05:00I wonder!I wonder where these pro-Palestinian peace protesters were when Israel was being bombarded by the 100s per day of rocket attacks from Gaza. I don't think I heard even a single voice from these peace loving protesters asking for the UN to intervene and let that butchery of Israel's innocent civilians by Hamas and Palestinians to stop. <br /> <br />I wonder where the Palestinians are getting their arms and missiles from …. I wonder where the terrorist organizations across the world find the money to swell their operations from ….I wonder when the religious orthodox governments from "Saudi Arabia, Iran, Syria, Pakistan and list goes on" will ever reform and stop spreading hate via state sponsored hate schools. I wonder how come people blame Israel in keeping its citizens alive and living even after being surrounded by hate mongers all around it.Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-73537229876718537452008-08-05T08:44:00.000-05:002008-08-05T09:45:49.260-05:00Shameful Olympics!To show solidarity with the peaceful and oppressed Tibet and its people we all should light a candle everyday until this first shameful Olympics comes to end.<br /><br />The torture of Tibetan monks and its people by the Chinese communist authorities is the worse human rights violation of the century. All the sovereign nations, who are semi policing the world to make it a better place for everyone should do something about it.<br /><br />Why the UN is not doing anything for Tibetans? Are the people of Tibet less important because they are not taking up arms against Chinese rule? How come the powerful countries are not talking about this? Well, someone needs to show the courage to speak up. I wish the US, the UK, the French and the mighty Germany take this note and raise this issue at various platforms for the sake of humanity.Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-27434766200937258592008-07-18T21:10:00.004-05:002008-12-08T21:40:15.749-05:00I am back - version XP1Hello my ppl :-) .. missed me? Ofcourse u did ;-) <br />Alright, I think I am back .. well yeah i do think I am back. Any thing from your side? nah? ah too bad, well I am just gonna put up a picture at the moment, and I will write back later :-)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilXglAFjzSTUXdNJNnp0UQOP37NejjfFzAv3N7e2h-Hjgy27mhJe00cP7x2Pq4hayhKtLLEuFIqirKP32pFFNykMG0cqfQ3pgwsTNbTCi0U-n51_CPV9PHwcfhNOx4plbZ6rugXw/s1600-h/TT-PostStar.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilXglAFjzSTUXdNJNnp0UQOP37NejjfFzAv3N7e2h-Hjgy27mhJe00cP7x2Pq4hayhKtLLEuFIqirKP32pFFNykMG0cqfQ3pgwsTNbTCi0U-n51_CPV9PHwcfhNOx4plbZ6rugXw/s400/TT-PostStar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224545286507636962" /></a><br /><br /><br />HA HA of course I had to brag about this, so what better place it could be other than my blog? :-) Have you noticed, I made it to the front page of the NEWSPAPER and that too without even robbing a bank or even killing someone. I guess now i have accomplished everything so I can live my life peacefully and that too happily ever after :-)Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-36025473247393014542008-07-01T23:06:00.001-05:002008-07-01T23:06:09.803-05:00Hot mess<a href="http://www.nbc.com" target="_blank"><u>Embed Great Saturday Night Live Videos!</u></a><br><script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/486afeb0ac778a4d/47d6e8bc48b636d6/1f231ba6/widget.js"></script><a href="http://www.nbc.com" target="_blank"><u>Embed Great Saturday Night Live Videos!</u></a>Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-67118209628616937462007-10-23T09:29:00.000-05:002007-10-23T09:31:39.473-05:00Clueless RepublicansLast night’s (Sunday) republican debate was plain idiotic. Their motto was, “By all means bash Hillary Clinton”. Heaven forbid we return to the Clinton era of prosperity, budget surpluses, and peace.<br /> <br />Other than whining and bitching about Hillary and what Hillary would do when she becomes the President, these old white Jesus loving men had nothing to offer. I mean for real, not a single new idea, not a smidgeon of leadership, just Hillary bashing….<br /><br />Apparently, they all very well know it’s Hillary who is going to be the President and there is nothing whatsoever they can do about it other than just bitching and being republican, which means showing the world how narrow minded they are. They also think that Americans are stupid to elect a republican again only because majority of them are against Hillary.<br /> <br />The United States is in desperate need of active, healthy, concerned, intelligent leadership, which can be attained by electing Hillary or Kucinich <em>(ha ha I have to throw him in here, he is mah man, but I know he is not even close to get the democratic nomination)</em> …these damned republicans are placing their hopes on old sick white men who think they are the agents of God .. pfffttt. And for one thing I am so sure about, if there is God/s, he/she/it/they would be least happy to see one of these morons elected to represent the United States.Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-35562097718532407322007-08-04T11:12:00.000-05:002007-08-15T08:16:18.074-05:00Whats going on!Alright, here is the update – I have been busy with life, actually very busy. After I come home from work, I usually go to dinner with friends, coworkers, ex coworkers and at times with brother and sometimes I just cook at home (with help). I have been biking, swimming*, running and enjoying the summer. When I come back home at night <em>(which I usually do, cuz I hate to sleep on someone else’s bed… no matter who that someone is .. but, weekends are exceptions, cuz around sleepy time, I usually am too drunk or too tired or too far or too (INCERT UR THOUGHTS HERE) to realize my hatred for “not my bed”). </em>So, yeah I was saying after I come back home, I am too tired to even think str8 and am never home when I am in the position of thinking str8.. so I just listen to something soothing and fall asleep.<br /><br />On weekends, again I am never home. I am either at my nearby major cities or at friends or just wandering around at lakes, outlets, hiking or what not (doing everything else) to keep myself happy and fulfilled. <br /><br />One great thing, which has happened to me recently, is worth mentioning, lately, after years I am sleeping for 8-10 hours a day. This is a SWEET SWEET surprise. I usually get up around 8, no matter what, but now at times I have seen myself getting up around noon, which is a shocker, and I am not complaining, actually loving it.<br /><br />For the first time in life, it feels like there are not enough hours in a day. I have been eating healthy, trying to stay tension free and also looking at different jobs opportunities. Basically I am exploring myself with what I really want, not just professionally but also from life. <br /><br />For my blog, its not, that I have nothing to say these days, its just I need a little more time to gather my thoughts and put them down over here or in my black book :-) .... btw I was again in Montreal this weekend and this was by far the best montreal trip ever .. I will see if i can post something about it later today or something ... :-)Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-23634686097013435532007-07-23T10:38:00.000-05:002007-07-23T10:45:59.339-05:00I dunno what title to give this post!Here it is, I know I know, but I am not offering any apology for not being able to update the blog and about my life. You know, there is more to my life than just filling this blog with my life saga, especially in summer. I mean, seriously I have better things to do and although writing about my so called colorful life is also my passion but it is not my priority.<br /><br />Let me start this with some rants. Today I am going to tell you about Des Raj, yeah my dad! I always thought he loves me more than anything, but now I very much doubt that. <br /><br />I think all parents love to see their kids. Especially, if their kids live far away from them, I would say there can’t be even any exception to this, but that would be a lie. My dad! Yes my dad is an exception. When I finalized my dates actually even booked the tickets for India and took a month off from work and mind you that too after emotionally blackmailing and throwing some tantrums at my superiors and bosses and gods know what I had to do to get this much time off ...<br /><br />So there I was sounding all excited and telling him that I m coming in few weeks, actually August 11th and he dropped a bombshell, he said ‘WHY” , yeah he said “Why”. A why?<br /><br />I: Why? What do you mean by why, you knew I was coming, right? <br />Dad: Yes that I know, but what are you going to do over here, its too hot over here <em>( umm he is forgetting I was born there and lived my first 20+ years of my life over there), </em>and you are going to be miserable like last time besides your mother and I are going to be very busy for the annual “paath” and there is construction going on in Panipat temple so we have been living here for past many months and we know you won’t live in Panipat.<br /><br />Panipat? Hell no .. I mean its good to be there for a couple days, actually for a few hours to be honest, but for an entire month, not gonna happen. I asked, what is happening in Delhi, can’t you guys just stay in the house for a month <em>(apart from those 7 days of "srimad bhagwatam paath")</em> at least when I am there?<br />Dad: We can go there if u insist, but I can’t halt the temple construction in Panipat, so you can have your mother living with you in Delhi and I will commute or something ... I was like wtf. – (There is more to what he said, which I am censoring for now – something like my mother suggested, that I can get a hotel room over there ..... I AM NOT GOING TO LIVE IN A HOTEL IN MY OWN COUNTRY)<br /><br />I: DAD, grrrrrr, I need time off from all this, and I told you that .... Besides I would love to be there during “Paath” time, meet everyone at one place and relax and chill and forget about all the madness of NY – and honestly, I really need to get away from everything, because for the first time in my life, I am feeling like, I have had enough of mayhem and madness and the last two years of my life were the busiest years of my life, I mean hectic than the word hectic itself .... I honestly want to go to India, and do nothing, I mean absolutely nothing. I just wanna lay down next to mother and talk about stuff like good old days and meet my childhood friends and maybe play cricket with the kids who are not kids anymore and just be carefree.<br /><br /> Like telling me to not to come was just not enough., he added, actually lectured me ....<br /><br />“If you really want to take time off then, why you want to waste all your vacation by coming here anyway?” Furthermore he suggested, I should go to England or even better, on a Europe Tour as I was planning earlier and enjoy because that would free my mind or go to Brazil or even Argentina again and enjoy. He even suggested that I should be exploring United States and ENJOYING MY LIFE here rather than coming to India. <br /><br />So basically, my dad told me there is no need for me to come to India as they don’t care about me and don’t wanna see their own son! ... Its been 4-5 days I haven’t even called India cuz I don’t wanna talk to them and get more madder. I honestly am very upset, very mad and very angry – and getting over it too, as “THEY” say time heals everything !!!!!Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-89616486656165619562007-07-06T08:54:00.000-05:002007-07-06T09:03:59.091-05:00Poll: 77% of Republicans Support ENDAThis morning I was reading <a href="http://online.logcabin.org/news_views/reading-room-back-up/groundbreaking-new-poll-of.html">logcabin.org</a> and I almost spilled coffee in shock when I read that 77% of Evil-icans (Republicans) support ENDA. My first instinct was, it must be a typo or some prank someone is playing on their website or I typed in something else instead of logcabin and this is some other website. But nope, it was indeed logcabin.org.<br />I actually believe these log cabin republicans are foolish and they are fighting a battle from a wrong platform. <em>(Sorry Jeremy, I still believe you are on the wrong side)</em>. But again the published fact of 77% of republicans supporting ENDA is not digestible. And some other results of this poll are very tacky as well. For an example, 43% of republicans support gay marriage or civil unions? Umm hello??? Since when???? Anybody buying this?<br /><A href="http://www.passendanow.org/"><IMG src="http://img.getactivehub.com/gv2/custom_images/actioncenter/ENDA_icon.jpg" border=0></A>Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-31454365470906849502007-06-30T14:51:00.000-05:002008-12-08T21:40:16.266-05:00Bumper Stickers!I belong to two very contradicting philosophies when it comes to stickers. One of them is that I hate to stick anything on my car, be it a bumper sticker or some kind of magnet. I pretty much like the neat and clean look of my car. On the other hand, I proudly carry & display all the tags I belong to or support. Be it my religion or my passion for war against terrorism or just that I love New York. Now the problem is I despise putting a sticker on my car. I don’t know why, but I was always reluctant to put one on my car while deep down inside I always wanted to put one or two on it. Honestly speaking, for over 3 years I have been debating over it and not sticking anything on the car always came victorious.<br /><br />Now, not putting something on your car has pros & cons. It’s like if you don’t have anything on your car, you are not going to be bothered by the bigots who don’t just belong to your philosophies but absolutely hate them and to prove their bigotry, will follow you at your home and will creep you out. Trust me there are these kinds of people around, not many but it takes only one so yah that is the pros ….. And the Cons of not putting up a sticker are, you won’t get appreciation either from the ones who would belong to the same philosophy as you are but because you haven’t put anything on your car to display that, they wouldn’t know and there goes the compliment you were about to get or just the appreciation in their eyes which was going to give you stratification.<br /><br />Same goes for putting one up. For instance, if you have one sticker on your car supporting abortions, I would automatically see you as a child killer and would try to not even look at you as I wouldn’t like to know who you are. On the other hand if you have one up in support of Tibet, I would be doing awwws’ and oooohs’ and would be trying to get your attention and when our eyes meet, I would give you a smile and thumbs up.<br /><br />In last 10 years, I have come across lots of amazing bumper stickers. Some of them I received as gifts and some of them got distributed to me by some organizations and a few of them I even bought, even though I knew they will end up in my souvenir’s box, and they all did. All of them ended up in that little box of mine. I have tons of “I love New York” stickers. I have stickers of Indian, Israeli flags. I have stickers of almost every cause I support, be it anti-gun lobby or supporting wars on terror. I also have “I love my mum” and a few rainbow stripes and triangles and the one and only “I hate GW”. I have all these stored in my prized possession.<br /><br />Last week, I had a change of heart. I mean for real A CHANGE OF HEART. Like they say, “for every action there is a reason” …. wait that doesn’t even fit here .. umm .. maybe it does, anyway, yeah so I was saying last week, I saw one of my boss being a bigot. I was stunned by it. I always knew she is not one of the most open minded persons in this place, but I wouldn’t have expected such a narrow mindedness against gays, lesbians, bisexuals and transgender community. I was like, we live in the state of New York where assembly just proudly passed same sex marriage bill and sent it to the senate and you have this much bias. I was literally trembling with anger and that cost me two nights of sleep. (yeah yeah, I am a touchy when it comes to certain issues which are more near and dear to me than my own life).<br /><br />And the result was a BOLD “Equal Rights” bumper sticker on my car. And since I put the sticker up I have been parking my car right next to the bigot boss of mine in the parking lot. <br />Here is the picture, I promised:<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgALmLwFQQvOj0MQyRd8L8ec0u0Nd3_9Bqb9iGYnBAhZ1vXA7z-ebz-0FMHIaNl3y53JGRk3k6yaiWToZLeVFADWtRLDqSsjjuMzUwReBA_HP2d8Y5O6OOfKWIYCdJg77tWvL0o1Q/s1600-h/BMW-Human-rights+003.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgALmLwFQQvOj0MQyRd8L8ec0u0Nd3_9Bqb9iGYnBAhZ1vXA7z-ebz-0FMHIaNl3y53JGRk3k6yaiWToZLeVFADWtRLDqSsjjuMzUwReBA_HP2d8Y5O6OOfKWIYCdJg77tWvL0o1Q/s400/BMW-Human-rights+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085769007661192626" /></a><br /><br />Being said that, I hope my car doesn’t look like this one day (see below) … AMEN!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeDG4hZEzBgTjnbgKSrM_CxwnXSOBR7bmP9_leJ_CkWq6R0LONQCkoWlTNr3HlHTCMHnLp1VVOSQllNsWYf48OCyA_v22G6CVUz09Zh8tXdtdwzMlKFmFazOM05FyxICLoOwjKyA/s1600-h/bumper-sticker.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeDG4hZEzBgTjnbgKSrM_CxwnXSOBR7bmP9_leJ_CkWq6R0LONQCkoWlTNr3HlHTCMHnLp1VVOSQllNsWYf48OCyA_v22G6CVUz09Zh8tXdtdwzMlKFmFazOM05FyxICLoOwjKyA/s320/bumper-sticker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081949269906560402" /></a>Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-60134415866335417332007-06-30T10:53:00.000-05:002007-06-30T11:11:01.273-05:00Voice of a liberated soul :-)<em>If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away. <br /><blockquote>Henry David Thoreau</blockquote></em><br /><br />I love this quote and when Karen today showed it to me I instantly fell in love with it. And it does make lot of sense. It makes so much sense about lot of things. We all know that no two people are alike, but it tells us there are some who are not just a little, but very different than an average person and there is nothing wrong in that. And we need to respect that and give him/her the space that person needed. It always bug me when people use "weird" or "strange" words for a bit different people who do not really follow society's norms and the ones who live by their own rules without breaking the laws and without affecting others. So, if you are out there and are one of those, please read this, and try to understand the meaning, be respectful and provide the space to people who need it. Above all LOVE THEM for their passion.<br /><br />Happy Morning :-)Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-61665917702633826432007-06-21T16:26:00.000-05:002007-06-21T16:32:11.897-05:00My blog's rating!I think this is hilarious ... I found this tool to get my blog rated and this is what I got.<br /><br /><a href="http://mingle2.com/blog-rating"><img style="border: none;" src="http://mingle2.com/img/bb/blog_rating/nc-17.jpg" alt="What's My Blog Rated? From Mingle2 - Online Dating" /></a><p></p><br /><br />This rating was determined based on the presence of the following words:<br /><br />hell (11x) sex (8x) death (4x) ass (3x) crap (2x) fucking (1x)Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-82748450137058369592007-06-19T09:50:00.000-05:002007-06-19T09:51:26.176-05:00Wine & IAfter one bottle of wine in between my brother and me, I decided that calling-in sick at work next morning sounded like a good idea. I don’t think I had enough cognitive power to actually have a reason for this decision. I was only following some bizarre instinct which was going to go away in the morning anyway. But I decided to cherish the moment by mere thinking that I am staying home next day and will enjoy the beautiful weather and perhaps go biking or hiking or both. I was in the stage where calling in sick at work for absolutely no reason and seeing absolutely no irony in it.<br /><br />It gets better. Once my alarm clock went off at 8 am I felt a little unstable, but mostly fantastic. Now it would have been smart of me if I had turned off the alarm at night when I planned this calling in sick quest. I would have been definitely under the influence because I laughed at my stupidity of even thinking about calling in at that time. Last thing I wanted to do was to not go to work and sit at home like a bum or go biking or whatever which I can always do after work.<br /><br />Once in the shower, I felt more stable and began to feel as though I was cleansing myself of all those alcoholic toxins from previous night. All the thoughts from previous night came back to me, where I was going to go to Manchester Vermont with my brother and do shopping and sight seeing on this gorgeous day. I also felt bad because now he might feel that I cheated him by deciding to go to work instead. Moral dilemma, eh? Well I decided in favor of taking my sober self to work.<br /><br />All of this was caused by consuming a few drops of wine …. Alcohol clouds your judgment, so take a lesson from it and quit drinking. Sooner you do it better off you would be. On that note, I am off to make myself productive and that means getting some coffee and a bagel.<br /><br />This is the pride month people, so HAPPY PRIDE :-)Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-66134199428976652762007-05-25T11:38:00.000-05:002007-05-25T12:24:25.647-05:00Another bigot goes to hell!Since this bastard-son of Satan-curse on society, Jerry Falwell died I have been tempted to write about him but was ignoring it for the reason that there is no place for piece of shit morons like him in my blog or in my life. But the reality is that wicked man has a huge following among the people in this country’s ultra conservative, narrow minded bigots. So to tell those people how much I loathe this bastard I decided to devote a few minutes of my life and to tell the world about how much harm he has done to not only American society but to the entire sane world. <br /><br />Yes Jerry Falwell goes to hell, and all his followers are in line to get there when their time comes, so watch out bigots. You still have some time left to add some karma brownie points which might save you that trip to hell but if you don’t act fast, you know you will be right where this bigot Fallwell is. And trust me; hell isn’t where you will get chocolates or blowjobs, so get your acts together if you are interesting in getting either of these two heavenly chattels. Of course, what? Did you think hell would be all chocolate and blowjobs? That’s heaven!<br /><br />“Why it is so hot in here” Jerry Fallwell asks the man guarding the fiery red iron rods. The guard replies, it’s nothing you moron, just wait till your flesh starts burning and vultures attack you for the roasted white meat of yours. Falwell all scared looked at the guard and asked the obvious question, where I am? You are in hell mister and now don’t bother me there are a few followers of some other shit faced man like you, aka Osama bin laden in the queue. I have to bring them in so they can fight their jihad here in hell and eat your flesh in the name of their most peaceful and most merciful God. *cough*<br /><br />Eat my flesh? Where in hell am I?” asks Falwell. The guard replies, right now you are in level 1 for processing and documentation, but we will be shipping you off to Level Nine, the highest level of hell, before you can say “God Hates Fags”<br /><br />With Falwell finally dead the world is a less hateful place.<br /><br />And hell? I’m sure they are all too happy to welcome him into the fold. AMEN!!Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-61683778311387202872007-05-24T09:15:00.000-05:002007-05-24T09:17:52.339-05:00Confusion!I woke up this morning and thought, “that was a weird dream” – A dream where a friend called in the middle of night and woke me up and I can still feel it. While I was in the bathroom showering, it started to hit me, no it was not a dream; I think that sucker really called and woke me up. I couldn’t wait to get out of the shower and check the incoming calls because I was still not 100% sure if it was mere a dream or he really called. Until the time I finished my shower, I was certain that it wasn’t a dream, because I remember promising to call him back in the morning if he lets me go back to sleep. <br /><br />Anyway, once in a while it happens to me when I mix up my dreams with reality and vice versa. It is scary and I think there are a few things I am still confused about from my past if they were dreams or reality. <br /><br /><em>(I am ending this post again as a Hollywood movie style, where you think, the story is still going on and next thing you notice is the casting)</em>Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-25485647471754750772007-05-23T13:21:00.000-05:002007-05-23T13:23:08.423-05:00Sunday dinner gang!How many Mexicans it takes to clean a toilet? The answer is “none”, because it’s a <strong>(N-word)’s</strong> job. Jeesh, my friends can be harsh at times and that was the first thing Mike uttered when I arrived for our Sunday dinner gathering at Tom’s. Honestly instead of saying <em>“hi Sukrit” </em>or greeting me in some traditional manner he chose that. Someone please remind me and tell me why I luv my friends.<br /><br />Later everyone was surprised that I have never seen the movie “Bird Cage” before. I tried to get away by using my favorite phrase “I am an Indian” which I use at the time like this but it didn’t work. No one gave Larry hard time over this as he hasn’t seen the movie either. Again that proves that I am the punching bag, no matter where I am.<br />Although Steve did mention once that he can’t believe both of us hasn’t seen this movie as this is a classic which was released in 1996. <br /><br />When Tom was making dinner, Jeff was lying down on the couch as he was tired because it was Sunday. Yup go figure. So yeah he was lying down while we were chit chatting, and tom was busy in the kitchen preparing food. Tom showed up with a bag, in his hand which was a bag of Fish food. He went straight to Jeff who was semi asleep on couch and asked him to try some of the special snacks. Jeff swallowed it and later was told what he just put in his mouth. I am surprised he didn’t throw up or anything and he swallowed it with such a grace even Tom was surprised. When I smelled that bag later, boi-o-boi it was stinker. Maybe Jeff should start eating fish food as he didn’t dislike the taste of it. Food for thought; I should get him fish food next time I go to his place.Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-35303392541418477722007-05-16T09:20:00.000-05:002008-12-08T21:40:16.493-05:00Happy Birthday Olgie :-)It is Olga’s Birthday and as usual (more like a yearly ritual) for last few days I was plotting a nice surprise for her and planning on pretending till midnight tonight that I don’t know anything about it. And there she was playing it all along for days. This surprise business doesn’t go well with either of us and it’s freakishly similar. Moreover we both know this fact but again this is not a sufficient reason for either of us to not to bug each other once in a while. Anyways, last night after being on phone with her for an hour or something I spilled the beans and confessed that yeah I was plotting on surprising her but I know she isn’t that dumb and she might have known it all along. The answer was, “OFCOURSE my girl, I knew you were up to something!” -Yah she calls me her “girl” - don’t ask.<br /><br />Here is the picture I am adding after the B'day bash saga in the parking lot at 3 am :-)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx2yiyRj5snMVWMWUjmz1F5mnWhofoG7vWUwqDB_Y0GpcX5-vTmSjixyAxooq_VlepbepGEt4iMMHmuod8T8tYQ0f3oQ_05sbgY3ehKvhuc43X5wSqRFQYa0jRGf7EgaKqEt_r1w/s1600-h/olga-bday.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065970601508463922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx2yiyRj5snMVWMWUjmz1F5mnWhofoG7vWUwqDB_Y0GpcX5-vTmSjixyAxooq_VlepbepGEt4iMMHmuod8T8tYQ0f3oQ_05sbgY3ehKvhuc43X5wSqRFQYa0jRGf7EgaKqEt_r1w/s320/olga-bday.jpg" border="0" /></a>Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-47863887475683161352007-05-15T15:51:00.000-05:002007-05-16T09:01:39.675-05:00Oh-oh Mother's day!So Sunday was Mother's Day. With all the hype around me and what not, I am ashamed to admit that I received happy mum’s day emails, phone calls and what not from my lovely & wonderful friends. I did call my mother on Friday and wished her and got angry cuz in return I got a lecture --- ahhh mothers!<br /><br />I had an amazing tulip fest weekend and I think that time flew by so fast and its like whoa .. (It always does when you are stoned).<br /><br />I was stumped when my aunt summoned me at her home, well more like she posed that question to me because it was already 3pm on Mother's Day, for goodness sake! I couldn't even think straight at that time because of “some non so obvious” reasons and there was no way I was gonna drive for 3 hrs to get to her place.However, my aunt is an ultra impractical woman and she loves nothing better than the word “nothing” itself. She does claim to love me a lot, which might very well be true but I am not convinced. Of course, I am not faulting her one bit. In fact, she always makes things easier for everyone by making things so difficult that others don’t even have to bother to even attempt to concede to her ( I know too many toooos here).<br /><br />Well, Happy mothers day everyone :-)Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-62358870184830006502007-05-08T10:59:00.000-05:002007-05-08T11:00:20.718-05:00Its my life!I love my life. I love the people I have in my life. I love the fact that I am a free spirit and don’t let anyone bother me by and large. I usually am considerate for others but “I” come first and then anyone else in my life. Even Gods become secondary when it comes to my peace of mind. This is the philosophy of my life.<br /><br />Now, again no one should tell others what to do, what to wear what to eat and what to anything. I believe no one can understand others completely, so why lecture them? There are a lot of things about me which people do not like, but isn’t that what makes who I am? So telling me to do certain things or not to do certain thing wouldn’t be like telling me to change myself? If you can’t accept me for being me, why do you have me in your life? Well at least that is how I live and plan on living rest of my life.<br /><br />Being said that and on a little lighter note, last week I told my dad that I am soon going to get my sperms frozen and will be able make my own babies at some point of my life, because one day he does want me to have my own biological kid. Even though I told him that there are many under privileged kids out there waiting to be adopted, but he still think one should at least try to have his own child. He also inquired about how this whole process works and later he suggested me to think twice before I do any such thing and he even wanted to know where I would do it, in India or in the US!Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838815.post-78897250387980084892007-05-04T09:29:00.000-05:002007-05-04T09:33:04.653-05:00Jibber Jabber - Part 2No updates in a while, I know I mean the real updates. I wish my career, academic and otherwise, permitted me to dedicate more time to my blog and my friends.<br /><br />Last night I was going through pictures of my Argentina trip as Megg, wants to make some collage before we graduate and she has been begging me for the pictures for last 6-7 months. So, I finally decided to approve her request before we get lost in this wonderful world of losing contact with each other once we move onto a different leg of our life.<br /><br />Last night when I was going through this nice collection of my Argentine pictures, I found some awesome pictures, the pictures I can literally blackmail the director of the program, picture of Asst. Dean picking her nose .. and THE PICTURE for which Clarissa offered me money if I delete that. And there are many more I am not even going to talk about and a few of them include me :-)<br /><br />Tonight is the first Friday night at Albany and I can’t wait to join my buddies and enjoy the evening visiting art galleries and meeting my favorite local artists. <a href="http://www.1stfridayalbany.org/">http://www.1stfridayalbany.org/</a> This is another tradition my gang and I have started doing year after year.<br /><br />And I am still undecided on my Israel trip …. I think I need help in deciding and the time is running out … any suggestions?Sukrithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00287117132235403643noreply@blogger.com2