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Drunk Twittering

Patrix — Tue, 09 Mar 2010 20:34:36 +0000

I gulped down whatever 50-60 ml in one shot. Other than the burning sensation in the throat, everything seems fine. And by the time 15-20 minutes pass, I am already thinking to myself, what’s the big deal with drink, I don’t even feel anything. Feeling good for myself and by that time even throat is feeling a lot better. That’s when the fun begins. I am so happy for being sober and get back to twitter. Then I do this:

AaruC, a prolific blog commenter, in her first blog post shares her experience on Twittering while being drunk. She now wishes she can delete everything. Well, welcome to the world of blogging where you can try to forget but others will not let you.

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Back to school

Nikhil — Wed, 03 Mar 2010 06:37:03 +0000

What connects you to your school? Ashok finds that it is not a Facebook page that connects him to his school. There is a lot more to this connect.

Loyola is warm to those who visit her, and less kind to those afar. Do not expect an active Loyola fan page on Facebook. Or an up-to-date website on the internet. Loyola wants old boys to pamper her, as much as she pampers them. Hospitality begins, and ends at home.

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Carlton Towers fire

Nikhil — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 12:23:59 +0000

Kiran narrates the horrifying tale of how he escaped yesterday’s fire at Carlton Towers. Hats off to this guy.

Being thus forced to the windows, we turned outwards to look down on the growing crowd. Someone jumped from the floor above. Someone else too. Bizarrely, this was like watching a high voltage action movie in immersive 3D, except we may not be going home at the end of it.

Or you could look at it as a giant fumigation operation. Smoke the building out and watch the humans flee through any exit available, however high off the ground it is.

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Bangalore: Street Harassment

Nikhil — Thu, 28 Jan 2010 18:00:10 +0000

As I approached, he came towards me slowly in the scooter. My defences were fully up, of course. Any woman’s would have been. He stopped in front of me and asked, “Can you tell me where Fifth cross is?” And here, stupidly, SO stupidly I’m cursing myself for it over and over again, I let my guard down. Poor lost guy, I thought. And here I was suspecting him of stalking me. But fifth cross? This colony doesn’t have a fifth cross, does it?

Jade says all is not well in Bengaluru.

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Surviving Child Abuse

Patrix — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 16:53:01 +0000

I was seven years old when it started. I was at a relative’s home. His wife was also there. As always, he wanted to give me a bath. He soaped me to a rich lather and suddenly started playing with my penis.

Harish Iyer recounts his journey of self-discovery through years of pain and trauma [via Global Voices].

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Two wheels of discrimination

Nikhil — Mon, 30 Nov 2009 14:24:01 +0000

Nishant writes how two wheels can lead to a whole lot of messy discrimination.

The security guard at the main gate informed me to enter through a different gate – Gate number 5 – as the main gate was only for cars and not for two-wheelers. I said ‘ok’, and went in search of this gate and found it to be the back gate of the hotel (Hmmm.. never mind. not an issue). This was where it all began.

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Cordoning Off Your Blog

Patrix — Mon, 02 Nov 2009 21:41:27 +0000

My daughter can now login with ease to see her and her sister’s baby (record) books, personal stories, craft and school projects, among other family stuff we share and enjoy privately.

The family area stays opaque to the world outside while being accessible to those logged-in.

Chetan provides a simple fix to keep certain sections of your WordPress blog private away from the prying eyes of the Internet. A definite must-read for Mommy/Daddy bloggers.

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Madras,Chennai

Nikhil — Fri, 23 Oct 2009 06:43:33 +0000

The Chennai I remember was a Chennai before the flyover days. These days, all over the city, you either see flyovers, or you see flyovers being constructed. TTK Road, GN Chetty Road, Kathipara…name it, and you have flyovers! What the hell? The beloved city of my childhood is gradually disappearing under a maze of flyovers, grade separators and bridges. So much so that, the original bridges across the Cooum and the Adyar are incidental today!

Amrutha finds that the Madras of yesterday has disappeared.

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To the spammer,with love

Nikhil — Fri, 02 Oct 2009 11:15:03 +0000

I do understand that you feel the need to consult your daily horoscope every day on Facebook. And of course I can accept the fact that you must ask Mystical Meg a whole bunch of questions before you can make a decision of any sort. And believe me – I too want to know how many people have a crush on me and who my Enemy of the Day is. And when I get bored, I take random Facebook quizzes too, just like you.

Jade writes an open letter to the friendly spammer on Facebook.

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Bike trip guide

Nikhil — Tue, 22 Sep 2009 18:15:49 +0000

Nithin in a four part series,writes about planning a bike trip, from getting people to route planning , from preparing your bike to taking off.

Chapter 1: Riding Buddies
The most important part of your trip preparation, the weightage to this factor keeps growing as the length of the trip increases. For a weekend trip, you could probably hit the road with people you have no clue about, but on a lifetime trip like, say Leh, or an all india trip, you cant afford to go wrong on the people you pick.

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The Golu

Nikhil — Tue, 22 Sep 2009 10:49:56 +0000

Well, it was a women’s festival but frisky young men would make discreet appearances under the pretext of chaperoning their sisters or mothers. The hidden intent was to spot interesting faces of the opposite sex during times when the young did not mingle and date brazenly as they would in modern times. Of course the young chap had to be man enough to take the teasing good-naturedly in an assembly of women.

Maami has woven a story around Golu and Navaratri. Read Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

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Dealing with Guilt

Patrix — Fri, 18 Sep 2009 16:02:56 +0000

Guilt also allows them to hold others responsible for their actions. They exonerate themselves from the wrongdoing. They look for winning approval and pity of others – after all they are feeling guilty, hence they are absolved, and others should be sorry for them. They prove to the world that they are a wonderful, conscientious and caring person.

Soma shares some thoughts on guilt and how it affects professional women. All is not not, she offers some tips from Jack Collis in dealing with guilt

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Bachpan Ke Din

Nikhil — Thu, 17 Sep 2009 11:05:58 +0000

Thanks to the new features our own fridge had, they started locking it.
We both intelligently noticed the place where the key was kept (read hidden) and started sneaking that too; but it was no fun. The smuggling was expecting us to gulp the contents in the glass; but Rasna had to be relished, sip by sip if you ask.

Kavya share a story from the past, of Rasna and summers.

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Keep in Touch

Patrix — Tue, 08 Sep 2009 02:58:34 +0000

All humans have friends other than their Face-Keep up with the Joneses-Book friends. People move on, make new friends and have fun with them. Its not necessary that they will have the same fun with you as they did in high school and college. And if they dont, it does not mean they are psychos, it means you are a psycho who gets the thrill out of degrading other people.

Rehab Chougle ponders over the futility of the oft-used farewell phrase – keep in touch. If you’ve to say it, it probably will never happen.

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The New Female Infanticide

Nikhil — Thu, 27 Aug 2009 03:15:40 +0000

She was a shy kid, Jim who used to call me anna and I quite liked that. A pretty face that hid a lot of wit, Jim. The other time I used to spot her was at 7.15 am at the bus stop outside the temple. She would walk past me to her school, the shy permanent smile intact, a light school bag hanging behind her, while I and a few other guys would have gathered around discussing engineering mechanics, the latest Rahman album and the new girl in our bus that used to board at Ashok Pillar. She was a kid, Jim, she probably was in the eighth grade.

Adi handles the issue of child marriages in a style,different from what we know. [Hat tip: Rads]

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Once upon a time, Govinda, Venky, Seshu, Gundu

Nikhil — Mon, 24 Aug 2009 12:36:03 +0000

My childhood in Malleshwaram was replete with fun and activities. In the early 1980s, Malleshwaram was the place to be. Malleshwaram was your quintessential Bangalore, distilled. It was a microcosm of the bigger city it belonged to. It had the good and the bad with a vast grey of a middle.

Madhu Gopinath Rao remembers his childhood days in Malleswaram, Bangalore.

PS:Check the comments to see how this post helped connect some old friends.

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Formal is more than a formality

Nikhil — Thu, 13 Aug 2009 05:52:08 +0000

Today, people show up at friend’s weddings in outfits that resemble undergarments used to scare little children back in the day. They wear clothes to work that shouldn’t be worn at home on a Saturday night, much less at work. And when asked to wear a suit, folks wear black, fulfilling their life-long ambitions to look like a cross between secret service agents and funeral home directors. And when asked to wear a Tux, they rent one from Men’s Wearhouse which makes them look like an offshoot of one of the many races on Oz (or a bad Tamil action hero — I haven’t quite decided).

Karthik writes about clothing and says that not dressing casual is like making a statement.

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Sacred tips

Nikhil — Wed, 12 Aug 2009 07:21:54 +0000

Rads is ready with some tips for all poonal/jandhyam (Sacred thread) wearing guys.

Jandhyam’s cute on a guy.

It shows that he respects tradition and listens to his mom. (not sure when that was a turn-on, but I guess it has its perks)

When a jandhyam-toting young man is heard reciting the Vishnu Sahsranama, he’s super cute.

Add a dash of namam, vibhuti or kumkum, he’s a candy!

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Remembering GRE

Nikhil — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 20:40:45 +0000

Memorizing stuff was never my strong point, and GRE Verbal expects you to know the dictionary by-heart to get a decent score. But try I did. Evenings saw me with the Barrons book, trying to remember the words and the meanings. GRE had three sections, Quants, which was supposed to be a breeze for most engineers, Analytical, which was my favorite with lot of puzzle like problems, and Verbal, the menace.

SK remembers his GRE preparation days.

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Snakes

Nikhil — Wed, 29 Jul 2009 11:53:25 +0000

But it was in the world of art that the creature absolutely captivated me. As a high school girl. I used to watch with fascinated envy as Rajeswari did the snake dance. I never tire of watching the actress Sridevi’s snake dances. The short story V mark of Vishnu still grips me. Anaconda was terrible. But DH Lawrence’s The Snake – oh how I loved/love it. How the man has humanized the reptile. The undoing of the Christian identity of the poet in that piece is so convincingly achieved.

Kochuthresiamma teacher is confused if she is fascinated or terrified by snakes.

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