The new KD chronicles : Diabetes Edition

Well its been a while since i last wrote and things have changed . Obviously as you can see from the picture i got some diabetes problems going on. Had some sugar level problems but thankfully it wasn't too bad and i got to know sooner rather than later so thats a good thing.

That means no more fun life though. Got to watch what i eat blabbidy blabbidy blah. Basically its all lame. No junk food or anything that tastes good. All veggies and low calorie diet. Got to take insulin 4 times a day . And even after all this diet crap my sugar levels are still fluctuating. Which sucks. But anywho . I don't really care. It doesn't affect me too much. Its all internal so its my body's problem. Well i guess thats about enough of an update. How about we change the pace and look at some funny pictures to lighten up the mood.

Current Version incompatible... Revert needed

Back in banglore for a bit . Feels great . Just being here keeps me more relaxed . Makes me realize what i was missing and makes me appreciate what i had. Which includes my friends.

The problem that i was facing have been previously mentioned . But i think my anger was misplaced . I think now i'm angry that i got angry . The simple thing i forgot is my own philosophy . Take what comes and move on as if nothing happened . The mentality that i had worked so hard to built was torn down by the conditions in my new residence . I think i just got caught up in the shityness of it all. Got lost in the crowd of negativity and hate . But instead i should have spent my time just not giving a shit . Just smiling my way through all the so called injustice and overall below par treatment. Cos lets be honest its not worth it . These people are not worth it . Their hollow words and re assurances might work for someone else , but i have come to understand once again the big bad world we live in and the people that inhabit it. This is the reality and that is where i need to live and find my own ways to survive. My career has barely started and the the amount of sacrifice thats expected is not something that i'm looking forward to. The need to adapt and manage exists but things have limitation and mine was crossed a long time ago .

Well either way soon things should change and life will move on , just need to take care about the direction its headed in cos nows the time to do something about it . Let the chronicling continue...

LAFH @ TVM - kanyakumari pics

LAFH @ TVM kovalam beach

LAFH@TVM PART 2

well it continues . Older wiser stronger . Older because climbing stairs is becoming an increasingly labourous task . Wiser because i have stopped going back by regular bus and eating near the campus itself where things like subway dominoes and baskin robbin exist . And stronger because after being pissed for so many days i realised my problem and have since moved on . Friends . Friends who care to be specific . That is what is missing . I see pre defined groups all around me and felt left out . So my anger was misdirected towards other things . Well anyway atleast i realised it . And now i have started to live each day seperately instead of counting down how many days to go . Slowly i'm realising how to start living properly again . I now know "it takes time" isn't a particularly comforting thought when theres no end in sight . But having patience and trusting life works a lot better . For me anyway . Well i guess thats about it for now . LAFH@TVM continues...

LAFH @ TVM

Life away from home @ trivandrum . Well its been more than a week here and things are sort of settling down . The first day here was humid and sunny . The food on the plane ride over was a precursor to the kind of food options here . Extremely limited . Finding the accomodation wasn't too hard and setting up involved a signature and 3rd floor it is (which was hard cos i had to carry all the stuff) . Then the sheer bouts of shyness that i come down with occasionaly were supressed and i introduced myself to the guy next door . Then came my roommate who nicely turned out to be from bms so that was nice . Then we both talked about bangalore since we both had never been AFH . It was easy to get along and went looking for food . We found a "restaurant" which barely has more than 7 people at a time , even now . then first nights sleep led to a unknown morning of waiting for bus and first day of tcs . Thankfully roommate was in the same situation so had company for the day . Tcs induction was a pain in the ass cos they asked for all the possible and i think 95% had something wrong in there documents which was ridiculous things like the positioning of the signature . Bus travel is 20 min so thats not too bad but finding a bus is akin to begging each driver to take us and its very hard even know to get a bus . Dinner is usually 500 metres away and the waiter knows us by sight now . The place is overpriced like anythin when compared to the quality of food . They dont believe in the concept of fresh food . A masala dosa and a juice cost 80 which was astonishing to say the least . Then meeting people from bms makes things a little better . Each day would contain little smile and a lot of frustration from the room to the way we are treated despite their various ppt's about equality and ethics . I get a 100 examples of unfair and downright negligence behaviour each day . And add to all this whenever talks of pay comes all calculations lead to the same i.e we will spend more than earnt . Every other day someone or the other leaves training because of unhappiness . Office food is bland and i treat it more as a chore or survival necessity . Only my parents advice and consoling have kept me here . Well anyway as tcs continuously says u have to adjust which makes me wonder how much is possible before trouble raises its head . Anywho lets see how things go forward been just over a week . Lets hope it gets better . p.s anyone who says this is a city should be punched in the mouth real hard

Error! Does not compute!

The meaning of life. Man has pondered it and still its mystery remains .......well...... mysterious. Recently i had the completely sober pleasure of exploring this very topic with some undead creatures and it got me thinking . What does this life mean ??

Well first of all its obvious its a relative term . It will mean different things to different people . You cannot generalize this important concept by giving it just one, all unifying answer . The search for the meaning in life is what people look forward to and i think that the reason most people live (even if they do not realize it). I personally want to see how things pan out for me . What it means to really grow up, get some money in the bank and have real freedom to go anywhere and do what i want. I'm basically curious to see how things turn out for me . That is my motivation for getting up everyday . Personal happiness, that is the mantra i say .

But that is just one person's opinion, lets broaden the view a bit . Let us consider what a certain professional educator had to say, 'the search for absolutes in life is what its all about' (at least i think she said that i was too *sober* too remember). And i kind of agree with that . Finding something absolute , something that you can define with a simple yes or no , or a more nerdy definition of 0's and 1's is what we all crave . If you can find something constant in your life something definite then life's good and you enjoy yourself . Take college for example, its an absolute, you know you will go there day after day, for 4 years at least (seems longer) and you will enjoy and soon start to love it. Man is a creature of habit and anything that is a sure thing will be your top priority in life. Even marriage, though its not such a sure thing as it used to be , its still an excellent one. Having something constant like that will make things a lot better knowing you will always have that one thing that is constant and will not change. (FYI this in no way advocates that someone should get married, marriage is lame!!)

Anyway having a constant in your life sounds great and everything but is it really achievable ?? Like a certain chimney put it 'life is not black and white, its a big ball of Grey' (i may have improvised on that a little bit..). I kind of agree with this as well . Reality is indeed filled with greyness and nothing is ever as absolute as it seems . As sad as that sounds it is what is all around us, friends are never who they seem as time goes by, relationships tend to turn on you just when things seem to be going somewhere, and your absolution goes out the window. But does that mean embrace this greyness and live a dull colorless life ?? heck no! Go out and paint that shit because you get only one canvas and you got to make it count. So what is the meaning of life ?? how should i know ?? all i know is the right combination of 0's and 1's can make all the difference in an otherwise monochromatic world.

P.S : Now that i think about it the aforementioned educator also touched on Ayn Rand's 'objectivism'. The idea that the selfishness is a good thing and being selfless is stupid or rather not how man should live life. Now this is the first i heard about it so as i write i am wiki-ing this seemingly silly idea and i will say this i am confused as hell . There are too many words to get through but i will say this, some of it does make sense. The idea of self happiness is something that i agree with and that doesn't make me selfish in its common avatar . Like Rand says she doesn't include the negative emotions attached with the word selfish. I think it just means, on a very simple level, that one's goal in life should be just to make yourself happy. But that does beg the obvious question, if everyone is to be happy someone's got to pay. Some sacrifice has to exist because i believe in the philosophy of yin and yang (being a Libran of course); If something is up then something is sure to fall.

But i digress, the meaning of life is what i started out with and i think i will stick with that . Well like many before me i will simply end it with one final thought . The heck i know what life means, I'm just here for the ride....

It shall never end!

Well the ending draws near.

And so the typical reactions come out.

Sadness .

And that does bug me . Not the sadness part . Sure everyone is sad . And you have every right to express your own opinion .

But sadness about it ending ? never!

Hm.. but its alright . No one feels the same . People have their own ways of dealing with things. All i think is it only grows stronger from here on out . College is not defined by a where . Its defined by the who. And the who in this case is an undead creature that shall rise no matter how many times its striked down. And all i feel is happiness . Sure i'll miss it like everyone else . I'm definitely not ready to grow up and take responsibility yet but still . I think about it with a smile . People going out into the world . Doing there own things yet still connected by the bonds of the undead. And communication will never stop. So why spend days till the "end" filled with a sad foreboding of what is to come . Just pick up a drink and wash it right out.

Besides things will become more interesting for everyone . New people mixed with the familiar more comfortable older ones. Money to throw away . And some real freedom . Freedom to go out and do the things that you always wanted to do. Ideally it should be in a new place but thats a personal choice . Growing up might seem like a hard and steep climb but there are advantages always attached. Those xboxes , DSLRs and apartments are one step closer so i say go out and meet it head on . Cos from now on its time to do things for yourself and enjoy the satisfaction that come attached with it.

College and classes is a convenient meeting place . Now its time to focus on the friendship. Let the reign of zombies begin!

"Where did we go?" Where else!

Well it finally happened . The zombies went on a trip (Zombies-2 actually).

Goa

What a place..

I don't know about anyone else but this trip was definitely a life changing experience for me . It wasn't so much about the things we did it was just the fact that it was us zombies together having fun. It was the first time i remember when i didn't think about anything else . No home no college no project nothing. Only living from one beach to the next . What a life. I think it was almost everyday when someone or the other mentioned "lets get a house here" .

I have been to beaches done the water sports and seen new places but none of that compares. This trip had something magical in it and like miss vodka said "its in the air of Goa".

23rd march. Train ride. Got to the station and like a genius a certain grass eating creature had already reached way ahead of time since he has great time sense. Me and the doggy arrived to see jhanam waving out along with rc and miss vodka. Then came "keep of the grass" walking from the other side. We got in and found that our seats were next to the loo which was certainly aromatic so we decided to shift to the other bogey . By this time mommy arrived along with her single friend and we all settled in our seats. One gandhi autographed note later and we were all sitting in the same place (except for one uncle next to our seats who was pretty accommodating). Jhanam's want for a "one sided tunnel" , people realizing why i am called freaky( i am not a mermaid!), playing speedo or 7 badam as mommy put it, some short lived pictionary, getting IPL updates, 20 questions game about people in BMS, mommy's drunken barrage of 'P' jokes which started from the realization of miss vodka's last name, then the inevitable f bomb from mommy and by that i mean the brazen use of camera 'F'lash to burn the retinas of people around, these were some of the things that took place on that night and finally sleep time.

24th march. Getting up time and now its off to room... what? another train ? oh man.. Bought tickets to thivim just in time as the train arrived. Sat in some perfectly legal seats. Two bus rides later we got of at la calypso hotel and our hotel was right behind it which was basically a house. Some bargaining later and we had two rooms on the first floor. Now then time to go find bikes.. lets get to the main road and.. boom 4 bikes at proper price 2 seconds later. High on spirits and fueled up, its time to go to shopping . Some unending "woh kahan hai" later we arrived at the flea market . Filled with foreigners getting thronged by sellers with "name your price my friend". Looked around for a bit and saw some shops as well :) :) The shopkeepers had standard prices, 350 for something decent looking and 250 for the rest. In the end things went for 80 to 150 bucks after some "nahi bhayia nahi chahiye" acting. After some light roasting in the sun we left for anjuna beach and some rc's famous wood oven pizza. Some backtracking later we arrived at the pizza shack(Guru bar restaurant) which had an amazing view of the sea and some much needed rest. After some grumbling about resting we left for chapora fort which is commonly known as DCH point. It was an unclimbable climb considering how tired we were. It was a broken down fort with just some broken walls but the view was nice . We could see different beaches which saved us some time in visiting them. The need for water led us down the fort and off to vagator beach after some much needed drinks. Interestingly enough we found a movie set and miss vodka had hopes of finding shahrukh khan. Some unintended wetness later we winded up the sunset evening with nine bar(which i kept hearing as lime bar until i saw the board, it made more sense before!). The DJ was decent and the dance floor was open which was good. After a dozen zombie moves we left for the hotel to change . Time to eat meant of to punjabi dhaba where there was IPL telecast which resulted in some betting (miss vodka conveniently forgot the actual amount). The day ended with baga beach where some devil horns were purchased and then sleep time at the hotel.

25th march. Knock knock.. what?!? Morning meant get up and eat food because it was time to go to aguada fort. The road was one of the nicest and we reached the top to find a preserved fort with a lighthouse. The view again was great and the sea looked wonderful. Some photos later we headed out for some coconut water where mommy bought a cowboy hat. The spontaneous decision of going to dolphin ride meant we found a guide to take us down behind his bus and some fake money back guarantees later we were on a boat to watch some dolphins . The dolphin chase was enjoyed by all and some short lived sight seeing later we were back on the road to sinquerim beach . "1200 bucks for 5 things sir" Hah! In 5 years buddy. The realization of camera memory full meant search for an internet cafe and some cd burning. The search for food let us to flamb-e where rc and doggy tried some fenny(feni) and Mr.4 stomachs had a vodka shot. After some energy refuel went back to the rooms to change for the awaited water sports . Stupid high winds meant it had to be postponed to the next morning. This meant back to rooms again and IPL was on with RCB match. This was where the brilliant 2:1 bet was made by miss vodka . After some relaxing we were off to baga beach for some beach sitting and fort making . Also some crazy video taking. Night time meant the highly acclaimed TITOs was on the zombie radar.

Well then. TITOs. I think it summarizes all that is Goa in all its glory. The events that transpired was like a movie scene where people played all the typical parts in the story . Lots of things happened and thats when it was implicitly decided what happens in Goa stays in Goa. I kind of have some regrets from that night, things that i could have done to make other things easier and things i should have realized but all in all a learning experience.

26th march. Get your sea legs on matey! Morning cometh and this meaneth its time for some water sports. Jet ski para sailing speed bump and banana boat ride. I must say i went in with some prejudice having done most of them but it turned out to be different. After some wave fighting left at 4 for the rooms to change and eat early lunch at 5 in the evening at the punjabi dhaba. The plan was back to rooms but rc found a karaoke place which meant another thing off the my bucket list . Some highly professional donkey braying later the night wound up on the beachside. With a heavy heart the zombies realised this was there last night in Goa and this brought the mood down a bit.

27th march. Lets stay for another night! The inevitable end day had arrived and the zombies woke up to some sad faces . The last beach side shack was brittos where a long brunch was had (and delayed as much as possible). Then back to rooms for final packing . One hour to leave, the ladies headed off to shopping and the guys stayed behind to loot all my money in poker. Then finally time to head out and wait for the bus which would have led to two other bus changes along with luggage. Luckily we found a taxi which took us straight to the station and we had 2 hours to burn which was spent looking at photos of things in the past. Time flew pretty fast and the train arrived which symbolized all that is evil in the world for taking us away from Goa. Back to bangalore back to reality was the thought on every zombies head as they slept for the final time in the train.

I'm glad for going through the experience. And i wont be assuming too much when i say this trip was a life changing experience for every zombie(-2). Next step back to Goa with the full might of the zombies! (and this time hopefully with the zombie t shirt)

Oooohhhhhhhhh Like thaaaaaatttttt

Well now it makes sense. I was wondering why that song was stuck in my head.

"Thanks for the memories by Fall out boy" But i would like to edit parts of the song which are sarcastic when the singer is thanking someone for memories that weren't so great. My memories on the other hand are great.

Wonderla finally happened with my friends. My second time out there and i have to say that it was definitely better than last time. Last time i went it was a bigger group but somehow now that i think about it less fun for some reason.

9 of us went and i think thats a nice number to have some good fun. We didn't do too many dry rides but the ones that we did were good ones. Most of the time was spent on water rides and specifically for me it was spent in the wave pool which was fun. I still think wonderla is too small but its good enough to have a fun weekend once in awhile. The bumper cars were fun where kow was completely thrashed despite what he thinks.

This was a good step in completing our to do list. Next step forward is a trip outside Bangalore which apparently means Goa . We'll just have to wait and see.

Anyway good times people , good times. Thanks for the memories.

Fight! Fight! Fight!

"Fight club for tweens" is what Sarcastic Man would say but i think it was interesting. Yes interesting indeed.

Don't know what i'm talking about ? Weeeelllllll somebody's forgotten their mind reader helmet. Hah sucker.

Anywho i was talking about Never Back Down , this movie i just saw. It came out in 2008 . imdb doesn't think too much about it but they are not always right. Its about this rebellious teen who moves around a lot and he's got a little attitude problem. His dad passed away and he could have prevented it but he didn't think of doing it. Anyway he moves to this new town and the way kids there entertain themselves is fight club. Apparently anyone can fight even girl on girl fighting happens. So the new guy gets goaded into fighting and blah blah he trains and end bad guy fight. Obviously you see it coming a mile away but still i enjoyed it. The fighting is all "Yea bring it on punk I'll choke hold you and make u submit!" Its mixed fighting, kick boxing types.

They focus quite a bit on the fighting parts which is fun . Its not just street brawling. Its all technical. Anyway its decent enough a movie for me . So ............... a.................. well there's no point to any of this but a................... hm............... i think i'm out of it.

How the drunk day ended.......

Well i didn't mention the ending to the weird day i had yesterday . Weird because i was in a weird mood talking things that are supposed to be suppressed deep down and never mentioned. But once its on the net is permanent. Oh well.

So anywho i went to Spiga which is on St.marks road near ice and spice. I went in the evening which is the perfect time to go. The lighting was awesome with all the candle lights and everything (now that i think about it i don't know why i didn't take a picture) The food was good. Price was normal i guess , like any other restaurant , 200 average. I went with the family and everyone agreed that it was good food. It seemed like a nice place to relax after a hard day with your friends.

So to anyone wanting to try a new place, Spiga is the way to go

Doh!!

Why is it that all of my ideas that i think are really wicked and amazing sounding only come when i'm two seconds away from deep slumber!!! I mean i'm literally getting movie grade fantabulous (at least in my head they are) ideas and i just can't remember them the next day!

I need a thought converter NOW!!! I mean you cannot possibly expect me to get up every single time i get an idea and "write" it down. I don't have so much time people! I needs me slumber!!

Codenamed : Nightfall

Thats the codename for my story that i just talked about and here is the first chapter that was relatively easy to write (notice the almost complete lack of name mentioning except for one guy who's name i got by using some anagram site i found through Google)

Brotherly Love


The wind was howling carrying screams of a forgotten era. The leaves ruffled and the air felt tense. It felt as if something significant was going to happen; something, which was going to change the balance forever.


“My patience has ended. Finish this quickly”, said the hooded man as he watched his target run behind a group of trees.

The 12 guards standing behind him moved forward to get into their positions. The guards were all covered in light armor and had black crests shaped like a two headed dragon breathing fire on their chest plates which indicated they were the royal guard. They took their bows and stood in firing stance. As they did this with their bows at shoulder height, the arrow heads started to glow golden.

“Fire at will”

The glow on the arrow heads got brighter and the guards released the arrows towards the target shooting with immense power.

“Just like old times” thought the man sitting on the sabre-toothed tiger as it came out into a clearing dodging the explosions around it caused by the arrows. He didn’t look fearful. Instead he looked determined. The tiger he was riding on was white just like the full moon; its powerful legs moved in unison as it propelled forward at lightning speed dodging some large boulders with ease. It had two big curved fangs reaching out until its jaw like two blades ready to attack with crushing force. The tiger’s body was about ten feet long and its large paws had razor sharp claws ready to slice through anything unlucky enough to cross its path. Its head was large and it had piercing black eyes which allowed it to see the night just as clear as the day. The man sat behind the tiger’s front legs as he held a diamond shaped item wrapped tightly in an old cloth. He looked up ahead to find the hiding place, to buy enough time to do what he wanted.

He heard an explosion off in the distance and he instantly knew what had happened. The tiger slowed. ”It’s alright. They knew what they were getting into.” Said the man petting the tiger and it continued forward. He knew he could not fail. They approached a rock formation up ahead. “This is it.” He thought as he looked at the entrance of a cave. He stopped for a second outside the entrance, as he muttered a few words and then moved deeper inside.

“Lord Hake, we tracked them going inside that cave” said the one of the guards to the hooded man.

“Go After them. We cannot let him escape this time.”

Lord Hake was a young man. His physique looked like that of someone who had seen his fair share of combat. He wore armor similar to the guards but it was more intricate. The arm and shin guards were thin and shaped like dragon heads. The armor was black except for the green crest in the middle. His green eyes were the only things visible through the hood on his head. They spoke of experience despite being so young.
Suddenly 4 hooded figures appeared out of thin air on top of the entrance kneeling down. They wore blank masks, each one identical. “The rest have been taken care of my lord.”

“Good work …. Let’s finish this. Go After him.”

The first few guards walked into the entrance and fell to the ground as they suddenly lost consciousness. “Guard yourselves. He’s put up traps.” The hooded men appeared behind Hake and they chanted an incantation. Then they proceeded inside.

Meanwhile the man moved further inside the cave. The cave was large enough for the man to continue riding the tiger. This made him feel more comfortable; like he was on the right path. The lining of the cave had torches that lit up as the man passed them. He had finished setting up the last of the traps as he came to a door.
”At last” He thought to himself reading the symbols on the door. A white glow appeared in the palm of his hand and he placed it on the door. The door lit up and it vanished into the ceiling revealing a rectangular chamber.

The walls of the chamber had lines originating out from the center of the chamber spiraling outwards. The man got off the tiger and he stepped towards the middle of the chamber where there was a fifteen foot long elevated rectangular slab. It had a diamond shaped depression in the middle of it from where the lines originated. He unwrapped the item and inserted it into the slab. As soon as he did this the item started to glow and there was a rumbling sound as the door appeared at the opening of the chamber and it slid down closing it. The lines around the center of the slab started to fill with the light and it filled the entire chamber. The roof of the chamber started to open as the tiger got up on top of the slab. The man looked into the tiger’s large eyes as he said “This is it, there’s no turning back now old friend.”

“It’s beginning. Find him.” said Hake as he felt the rumbling. “Over here my lord, this looks like the opening” said one of the hooded men.

Hake inspected the door and the symbols on it. A smile came across his face. “It looks like some ancient symbols, i have never seen them before my lord .” Hake’s smile widened, “That’s because it’s in a language that has no records my black hearted friend. It’s a code that I used when I was growing up; One that I helped create.” Hake noticed the light coming through under the door. “Stand back.” The hooded men moved back and Hake gathered some light in his hand. He placed it on the door and the symbols lit up and the door imploded into dust. “Took you long enough Hake. I was beginning to think my traps actually got you. ” Said the man as he faced those green eyes.

Hake entered the chamber and the hooded men surrounded the rectangular slab where the tiger was standing. “Well brother, I would worry about you right now.” said Hake as he stepped forward and removed his hood, “It’s time you had a family reunion, Say hello to father for me.” Hake sped forward at inhuman speed with his sword half drawn from its sheath ready to strike. He was stopped short by the light which was acting like a barrier around the man. The man smiled. “You always were impatient little brother. Now sit back and watch like a good little warrior.” The wind started to pick up as the light got brighter enveloping the tiger. It shot out towards the sky as if to embrace the moon.

The hooded men tried to break through the barrier but their attacks were ineffective. The tiger started to glow brighter and it melded with the light surrounding it. The roof of the chamber had opened completely and the light shot out like a beacon. The tiger let out a tremendous roar shaking the very earth as it looked at the man in front of him. “I know old friend. I feel the same. See you soon.” The tiger then started to disappear as the light started to fade leaving the man in darkness. The hooded men closed in on him.

“This is it brother. Your power has left you. Your end is near.” Said Hake “Don’t count me out yet little brother. I’m full of surprises.” The hooded men charged as they tried to land one deadly blow after another but the man dodged them with ease as he side stepped their attacks like they were moving in slow motion. He parried and deflected their attacks as he kept his attention on those green eyes he spent his childhood growing up with. He remembered it like it was yesterday. How he and his little brother used to spar in mock fights. Swinging those wooden swords around, they would go at it like they were in the midst of a great battle, fighting side by side. How he wished he could go back to those days….to the days before it all went to hell.

“Even when we were young you couldn’t defeat me brother what chance do you have now.” The man suddenly disappeared in the middle of the hooded men and reappeared in front of Hake “Well I was saving something especially for you, since you’re family, one last gift”. Hake stretched out his palms in front of him and released a beam of light from his hands. Hake barely managed to draw his sword as he tried to block the beam of light. He was knocked back when the beam hit his chest. The light caused four holes in Hake’s armor in the shape of fangs.

Hake recovered from the blow and drew his sword. “Whatever that was supposed to do wasn’t enough. I still stand”

“It will be when the time comes young one.” The man leaned against his sword panting. The last blow took all he had.

“I feel your pain brother, I’ll make this quick”

“Pain is for people with a soul Hake, something you wouldn’t und-ah ….” The man fell to his knees as the sword went through him. “…It’s cold”

“It’s Time to rest now brother.” Hake caught the man as he fell to the ground “Rest and Give in to the night.” Hake closed the man’s eyes and placed him on the slab.

“Lord Hake the seal has been broken; we do not have what we came for.”

“In time twisted one, There’s been enough bloodshed for one day.”

Boy o boy

Well i thought blogspot would have removed this site by now . Interesting to see they haven't (Waste of space really)

Well looking at my last post its been two years since i wrote something here . Thats a really really long time ago. But i was occupied with not writing on other blogs such as BMS-ZOMBIES so its easy to forget my own blog.

To be honest i'm not too fond of writing on paper so i think blogs are a good idea . But the problem with blogs is you need to actually type e a ch a n d e v e r y l e t t e r to convey what you want to say and thats seems highly boring to me . I want someone to just invent something that will convert my thoughts into words onto the screen (I'm aware such tech does exist which does what i want but i think its used for people who are disabled and cant do things themselves)

Anyway the reason why i want that is i am actually interested in writing a story . Not the short story kind but the long and hopefully money and glory and women earning kind. But thats not the reason why i want to write it . I want to write because i want it to be an ode to my pals. The ones that have made the "College Experience" so wonderful. They mean do mean a lot to me (pause for emotional tears) ............... and to show them what they mean to me i thought the best way to do it is in written words. But just saying "you mean a lot to me guys" sounds lame hence the story idea.

Ofcourse my expertise lies only in the fantasy area so it is going to be centered around a fictional time where large cool looking magical creatures exist and they share bonds with those puny humans who always let there silly emotions get in their way. The reason why this story is going to be (hopefully) a decent one is because of the people who are in the story namely the zombies.

I think we as a group are diverse and interesting enough to make up a good story and since no one has bothered to put us in a story i thought i'll take up the challenge.

Now thinking up situations involving the zombies isn't too hard since we do quite a lot of crazy and hilarious things now and then so some of the story has already written itself but one of the major things holding me back right now is NAMES!!! I cant for the life of me think of any names that sound interesting enough to be used in the story. The problem is i'm trying to draw parallels between real life and the fantasy world so when for example i'm writing about my character i need to write about his hometown and i just cant think of one stupid little town name to use . This stupid little name has held up the story for quite a few months so all i've been doing is writing down all the little ideas i keep getting about the ending of the story and how each character plays their role leading up to it. I've got some pretty cool ideas (if i do say so myself toot toot{thats me blowing my own trumpet}) but i just need some damn names . Writing the rest doesn't seem to hard right now since most of the ideas will be taken from real life like how i met each of my friends and in what order so i can say at least 3 chapters are ready to go if i can just find out how to write some names that are interesting enough. Now i know people say that why don't you just use temporary names and continue but i think that just reduces the charm of the character and i instantly lose interest. My attention span isn't really that good and because of that i need some names pronto!!!

Well until then i have to satisfy my imagination with writing down little ideas i get (when i'm supposed to be doing something else) and just wait for the day i get a eureka moment and can continue writing the rest of this story . So this my new resolution , try to write the story before college ends which is coming fast :_( in time for all my friends to understand how i see them and what they mean to me.

Ok that enough fake emotion for now . Time to sign off this post .