tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247583312024-03-08T08:58:31.368+05:30ALIen's Insanityalienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-5186726182356550712009-07-02T01:37:00.003+05:302009-07-08T12:32:49.827+05:30The Caine Mutiny<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chelsearialtostudios.com/maxsteinerpages/caine_mutiny_1sh.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 422px; height: 660px;" src="http://chelsearialtostudios.com/maxsteinerpages/caine_mutiny_1sh.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">The Caine Mutiny is based on the Pulitzer Prize winning novel</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><i><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">The Caine Mutiny Court Martial</span></i></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">by Herman Wouk. I can't criticize the differences between book and film because the screenplay was also by Herman Wouk, with the assistance of Stanley Roberts and additional dialogue by Michael Blankfort. The film was directed by Edward Dmytryk and was arguably His finest product.</span></span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span">Everyone, even the kids (over 18) today, knows Humphrey Bogart, but few know Director Edward Dmytryk. Although a competent and prolific director (54 movies from 1935 to 1979), there are relatively few movie fans who can name more than one or two of his movies -- if that many. Dmytryk was better known for his resisting the HUAC (House Unamerican Activities Committee) hearings of the fifties. His refusal to answer questions and name other <st1:place st="on">Hollywood</st1:place> figures suspected of being Communists earned him a place on the Blacklist and 6 months in jail.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">One of his losers was</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><b><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">Bluebeard</span></b></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">with Richard Burton - a good example of forgettability. His winners (though not usual Oscar status) are</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><b><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">Anzio</span></b></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">;</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><b><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">Alvarez Kelly</span></b></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">;</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><b><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">The Carpetbaggers</span></b></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">;<b>Walk On The Wild Side</b>, an underappreciated black and white film with Laurence Harvey;</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><b><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">The Young Lions</span></b></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">with a blonde Marlon Brando;</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><b><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">Raintree County</span></b></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">with Elizabeth Taylor;<b>The Mountain</b></span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">with Spencer Tracy;</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><b><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">The Juggler</span></b></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">with Kirk Douglas, and many more. Most of his movies were in black and white because he felt the medium possessed greater impact by forcing attention to the content. </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">A quick summary of the plot is easy. Humphrey Bogart is an easily unlikable Navy officer who shows many signs of mental peculiarities. One of his favorite habits (later mimicked by millions of men as a joke) was to rotate two large steel ballbearings in his hand when under stress -- which was most of the time. Taking command of the old minesweeper (he wanted a more glamorous assignment) he resented everyone on board. With nothing better to do, he took it out on everyone, arbitrarily curtailing shore liberty, on board movies, and other privileges.</span></span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span">Lt. Keefer, a novelist in civilian life, keeps nagging the rest of the staff officers about Queeg's idiosyncrasies, suggesting more and more heavily that the man is insane and unfit to command. The climax of the convoluted struggle between Queeg, Keefer, and the other staff officers -- particularly Lt. Maryk comes during a typhoon in which Queeg freezes and nearly capsizes the ship. </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">The Caine Mutiny was a well thought-out movie, with planning and preparations (including getting the cooperation of the <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">U.S.</st1:place></st1:country-region> Navy) occupied a full 15 months. It shows. Although Richard Widmark was originally chosen to play the lead, Producer Stanley Kramer (with the encouragement of Director Dmytryk) wanted Bogart. I, personally, think this was a good choice and can't imagine any other actor as Queeg.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"></span></span><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">Thanks to "</span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"><a href="http://workingclassjeffersonaeroplane.blogspot.com">SHEST PAIN</a></span><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">" for introducing me to "</span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"><a href="http://tangled-up-in-view.blogspot.com">OSHO BABA</a></span><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">" & "</span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"><a href="http://fdiminished.blogspot.com">MUZZY GUZZY</a></span><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;">", who introduced me to such movies and a whole new world that was new and so interesting.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:17px;">Cheers!!!!</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:17px;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=" ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;color:black;"> </span><o:p></o:p></p>alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-52495702188119379242009-02-27T17:45:00.000+05:302009-02-27T17:45:40.149+05:30@Mt. Abu<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_8zC00VH3atVoUFDpyBQ1b4Tz07FFskT-7Fd0gqueeBpt0bUtYjBAQXvB3L546kbrdJIbrXtgNsXhVSN0fxRo0h1cjO2-ExsND1G9kXFJ-T249KzEN7ZdqKqkV6Eu9hdRt3M-Zw/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_8zC00VH3atVoUFDpyBQ1b4Tz07FFskT-7Fd0gqueeBpt0bUtYjBAQXvB3L546kbrdJIbrXtgNsXhVSN0fxRo0h1cjO2-ExsND1G9kXFJ-T249KzEN7ZdqKqkV6Eu9hdRt3M-Zw/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Mubarak Taj @ Mt. Abu, 1986</div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-29178591434890262852009-02-27T17:42:00.001+05:302009-02-27T17:43:50.568+05:30memories<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxO572i8h6DnPsmh4ghyV-dI5gxM3YlJ-BQyrPb6a33jWdNtXQwS2W_jZhjUWsQNWj-N6Kepbk-YNIzwsOGZhyk6kQUjyONjJD4NBFEKnaEzj1MeF3wkXRq_ZvWxVJGAY5h5R-qg/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxO572i8h6DnPsmh4ghyV-dI5gxM3YlJ-BQyrPb6a33jWdNtXQwS2W_jZhjUWsQNWj-N6Kepbk-YNIzwsOGZhyk6kQUjyONjJD4NBFEKnaEzj1MeF3wkXRq_ZvWxVJGAY5h5R-qg/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />@chowpati, mumbai 1974</div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-17493592417000983902009-02-27T17:36:00.001+05:302009-02-27T17:39:40.211+05:30old memories<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipjFJxabVFYQgmK090c0WSgf1mzla_MgYnSyBUQ422p2MVnKOtFe9_4tkjQmP5fWPjT85k-Vobv8sE80kj8P5p694wpR7PZn6Z_JZ3cfNTVZWCVC7CcWsIgHGrjDf2Qc3LTA5Fqw/s1600-h/friends.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipjFJxabVFYQgmK090c0WSgf1mzla_MgYnSyBUQ422p2MVnKOtFe9_4tkjQmP5fWPjT85k-Vobv8sE80kj8P5p694wpR7PZn6Z_JZ3cfNTVZWCVC7CcWsIgHGrjDf2Qc3LTA5Fqw/s320/friends.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />me in white with mubarak taj on my left and abid chacha on my right papa clicked in Mt. Abu 1986.<br /></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-79148027427183664352009-02-26T10:54:00.002+05:302009-02-26T11:07:05.269+05:30begging children- we as a society are responsible<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Following is a mail received from naveen gulia, of www.adaa.in</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; "><span style="text-transform: uppercase; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" src="http://www.adaa.in/adaa.gif" width="38" height="26" />ADAA</span></span></b></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> – </span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Apni Duniya Apna Ashiana (Our World Our Home</span></span><span class="GramE"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">),</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> is an effort aimed at helping, assisting and guiding the lives of street children, orphans, physically handicapped children and destitute children.</span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">We as society are Responsible<br /><br />The number of half naked, under fed, mud covered children begging on the<br />streets is increasing day by day. We as a society are responsible.<br /><br />Yes, Danny Boyle has made a film showing some one pouring hot oil into a<br />childs eyes. We love the story, we have some one to blame.<br /><br />Who will tell us that the real villains are us. The only reason children<br />are used for begging is that they can collect anything from 150Rs to 400rs<br />a day in coins. The coins we give to these children to make ourselves feel<br />great and charitable. Those coins are the reason these children are being<br />made to beg.<br /><br />If you want to help these children give them a food packet, a biscuit<br />packet, a fruit. But for these children’s sake ‘no coins’. Till the time<br />these children can successfully collect coins for the elders who send<br />them, more and more of them will be sent to beg in bad conditions.<br /><br />Yes, slumdog got oscars, people enjoyed when a kid jumps in shit, or when<br />a childs eyes are gouged out or when the policeman uses dirty abuses or<br />when slumdog wins a million and well yes, people enjoyed music too. But<br />when the child is telling other begging children “a small baby with you<br />means triple money , a blind boy means double money” how many realised<br />‘money’ is the reason these children are being exploited. We give money,<br />we are responsible.<br /><br />Let us do a social experiment. Let us all give coins to every begging<br />child everyday and let us see the result in 10 days time (we will possibly<br />have ten times the number of children begging). When will we learn???<br /><br />Yes, this doesn’t appear as spicy and interesting a story. To make it<br />interesting, I will need Rahman’s music, I will need a child jumping in<br />shit, a childs eyes being burnt, police torturing an innocent and poor boy<br />and using choicest abuses, a tv showhost mocking a boy because he is a<br />chaaywala, amusing incidents ---- but where is the story of the beggar<br />child who is still having to beg because of us.</span></span></span><br /></span>alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-5044274135070964922008-12-06T14:51:00.002+05:302008-12-06T15:27:00.707+05:306th Dec. "CHALO AYODHYA"This is a day when we, are calling people from around the city to participate in a Peace Rally, against Terrorism not because of mumbai blast but against terrorism. My small mind is still thinking why the Home Minister and Chief Ministers of Rajasthan (During Jaipur Blast), Delhi (Blast at Connaught Place), and other major blast including Gujrat and other didn't left their positions and as Patil Govt. has seen major Blasts across the country and only Mumbai Attack is on top of it and now govt. is asking justifications and terrorists and other things from our Neighbours, which they denied...<div><br /></div><div>Is it because in Mumbai we have lost all rich and the properties damaged were owned by again two multi rich families and the people died were foreigners also, as if they were only Indians it would not have had the impact it had now, and we could have let go as we did the other blasts...Poor ministers who are leaving their positions because of two rich families who had a little destruction in their properties and a few firangs who died.</div><div><br /></div><div>This bloody politics is killing for no reason. Before this blood shed in Mumbai everybody was busy taking about "SAADHVI", VIDHAN SABHA CHUNAV, PUROHIT and suddenly we have forgotten all and we are marching against Pakistani Terrorists wherein Terrorists within the country are Freebird???</div><div><br /></div><div>too fuckinn overloaded with thoughts fighting in my brain and feels as if it will expold but no one will be affected...burden of knowing and pain of not knowing......</div><div><br /></div><div>Cheers!!!!!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-10118727760186581492008-11-03T14:55:00.004+05:302008-11-03T15:07:56.189+05:30JAI MAHARASHTRAAAA<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">We all should support Raj Thackeray and take his initiative ahead by doing more...</span></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">We should teach our kids that if he is second in class, don't study harder.. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">just </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">beat up the student coming first and throw him out of the school.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Parliament should have only Delhiites as it is located in Delhi.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Prime-minister, president and all other leaders should only be from Delhi.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">No Hindi movie should be made in Bombay. Only Marathi.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">At every state border, buses, trains, flights should be stopped and staff changed to local men.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">All Maharashtrians working abroad or in other states should be sent back as they are SNATCHING employment from Locals.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Lord Shiv, Ganesha and Parvati should not be worshiped in our state as they belong to north (Himalayas).</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Visits to Taj Mahal should be restricted to people from UP only.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Relief for farmers in Maharashtra should not come from centre because that is the money collected as Tax from whole of India, so why should it be given to someone in Maharashtra?</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Let's support Kashmiri Militants because they are right in killing and injuring innocent people for the benefit of their state and community..</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Let's throw all MNCs out of Maharashtra, why should they earn from us? We will open our own Maharashtra Microsoft, MH Pepsi and MH Marutis of the world.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Let's stop using cellphones, emails, TV, foreign Movies and dramas. James Bond should speak Marathi.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">We should be ready to die hungry or buy food at 10 times higher price but should not accept imports from other states.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">We should not allow any industry to be setup in Maharashtra because all machinery comes from outside.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">We should STOP using local trains... Trains are not manufactured by Marathi manoos and Railway Minister is a Bihari.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Ensure that all our children are born, grow, live and die without ever stepping out of Maharashtra, then they will become true Marathi's.</span></li></ul><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Cheers!!!!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /></span></div><div><br /></div>alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-21287659402709172792008-10-02T15:45:00.001+05:302008-10-02T15:45:46.346+05:30EID MUBARAK !!!!!alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-25697496954110172672008-05-22T15:12:00.003+05:302008-05-22T15:26:56.860+05:3021st May 2006Sitting here and looking back in last two years of my new birth today 22 may 2006 was the day when we lost the shinning scarlet rather I killed her, but a lot has happened in these two years and I am still confused as to celebrate the living or not..<br /><br />Last night I recalled the event and I saw a lot of thing in front of me, I was begging for water which no one gave me, every time I opened my eye I was at a new place and I saw faces which were very known professionally, personally, and all other ally who were disturbed and running here and there.<br /><br />I opened my eye on 22nd saw papa standing in front which was a surprise and than I realized something big has taken place and I tried knowing about where is she and everybody said their parents took her back home which everybody thought I accepted but at the back of my mind there was someone telling we have lost her, we have lost her but I convinced myself that she is well and everything is fine....<br /><br />Yesterday I felt her near me and every moment we spent together and her words and her smile, I saw her dressed in my Kurta Pajamas, smiling strumming “Last Kiss”,<br />I recall a few words of her which she wrote last<br /><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><p>Saying Goodbye </p><p>Lessons Learnt This Week</p><p>Laughter: Dies... Cry a bit and stand up again...</p><p>Fate: The most damning F-word...</p><p>Destiny: An answer to all questions... (for losers...)</p><p>Feelings: Baggage that<br />makes life more difficult...</p><p>Trust: Is a Knife one thrusts in one' s own back...</p><p>Hurt: The recurring pain arising out of the continuous presence of that<br />Knife...</p><p>Love and Pain: The biggest Truth that always comes in a pair... Take one get<br />one free...</p><p>Loss: Reality check...</p><p>Life: The collection of memories that one holds which give Pain and relief in<br />turns.... And one keeps making those memories every Fuckin second...</p><p>What goes up comes down... And the fall can be Disastrous....</p><p> One keeps repeating the same mistakes... Thus the disillusionment...<br />Thus the sorrow...</p><p>Yet one lives... Tries to live... Meeting people and sharing... Laughing...<br />Surrendering control to Fate and Destiny... Feeling happy and feeling low...<br />Trusting and getting hurt... Loving and enduring Pain... Losing... Making<br />fuckin<br />memories... And enduring them when one says goodbye...Guess thats<br />life... and it<br />goes own...</p><p>Excuse my Cynicism... One has sorrows and real life to deal<br />with...</p></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><p align="left">I always wanted to speak to her family which till today I have not done as I don’t have the courage to face them.</p></blockquote></blockquote>alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-6988012964527178022008-03-28T12:53:00.004+05:302008-04-01T11:28:27.043+05:30Waiting for GodotGet up every morning switch on teh computer and play some music which only you like in teh family is a problem... go have your breakfast with newspaper nobody wants to talk to you thinking you are a irresponsible and good for nothing, you are a parasite (money sucking for whatever). get ready for teh office and march towards office, where also nobody wants you and being the senior most with all responsibility and no authority makes you feel helpless...try killing time talking to people on phone, which is hardly answered because its your number, try to have a feel of others life via blog and Internet and surrounding which makes you feel again miserable as nobody seems to be happy everybody is wearing faces from an ancient gallery which makes them portray as they are the best wherein they are much more miserable ... office is over go to some usual places for a gossip session where again everybody wearing faces of ancient gallery with modern make-up.... go home where nobody wants you and your being there is not a pleasure to them as they want someone with the ancient face speaking what they like to hear no matter it is true or false and when you say something which they don't want, they will vomit on you with their ancient words and will not take Ur explanation which can prove their words wrong........ watch a movie try to entertain yourself with the burden on your mind and sometimes the feel of the movie make you feel more miserable or over exited when you try to take the feel of it...yesterday nights delight was WAITING FOR GODOT by SAMUEL BECKETT... <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Waiting_for_Godot">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Waiting_for_Godot</a>.<br /><br />This is how the existence is and this is what you don't want but you have no option because of teh way you look at life and living for today without thinking about tomorrow and leaving yesterday behind and the search and desire to know everything is pain .....<br /><br />while writing this, one of teh post by Mr. Bojangles is ruining in my head(<a href="http://fdiminished.blogspot.com/2007/05/in-theatre-of-absurd.html">http://fdiminished.blogspot.com/2007/05/in-theatre-of-absurd.html</a>) here are few words from the same<br /><blockquote>"So maybe I should rest: good things may happen from toil but truly wondrous<br />things happen only by chance. Aha, yet one must not sacrifice skill waiting for<br />that magical tingle as one could be left with neither."<br /></blockquote><br />Cheers!!!!alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-65252280592718685502008-03-15T11:04:00.005+05:302008-03-15T11:38:49.510+05:30ART OF WAR<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR2J97vtHRJUZtK9zrkhZG-zYuscDWT0MKkKFaELWs-Eoel77yxOxR9XhoBetJVcMOVJxC-ZsBK0KjQ_Zdh4upOzV6rlAqp1VaCQnnB_403KCfFOOc3dnsAjgyM9WBQ2tCB_ze6Q/s1600-h/.50cal.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177845462312035842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR2J97vtHRJUZtK9zrkhZG-zYuscDWT0MKkKFaELWs-Eoel77yxOxR9XhoBetJVcMOVJxC-ZsBK0KjQ_Zdh4upOzV6rlAqp1VaCQnnB_403KCfFOOc3dnsAjgyM9WBQ2tCB_ze6Q/s200/.50cal.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Our survival would have been an question, If, In ancient times war scenes if you can visualize there were swords and cannons and bow and arrow and above all the man power of almost thousands running in the valley for man to man contact. hahaha</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Imagine two MINI GUNS and 4 Snipers with .50 cal. that makes a total of 6 on top of the Hill instead of thousands in the valley would be much more effective and much more efficient to kill those thousands in the valley in not more than 15-20 minutes instead of war going on for days and weeks and months....</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>If this would have been the scene our survival would have been a question mark... moving on the same verticals the day is not far when the war will be a part of history and the ART OF WAR will go to such an extent where in Google will be the greatest warrior of all the time you log on to any of your Google account and your computer will bust in pieces killing many around you. or some rays will come and you will be dead and all the intelligence departments will try to locate the reason of your death.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>when we were kids there use to be a fix question in our English and Hindi papers to write essay on science a boon or curse or vigyaan ek abhishaap. now is time when I understood what was the reason behind the same.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:78%;">for more reference:<br /></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Minigun"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Minigun</span></a><br /><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/M82_Barrett_rifle"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/M82_Barrett_rifle</span></a></div><br /><div></div><div>cheers!!!!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-size:78%;">above shown is the BARRETT M82 .50 Cal.</span></div>alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-19666846665413151702008-01-05T12:14:00.000+05:302008-01-05T20:12:11.518+05:30THE BRIDE GROOM<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSwFivQRnxcC6od_merl2xgQrPqruglXmZEiM7swQkBewkFJ1C5N1GgWKQsDtlD-eo7_j2MrelJ8JsVLkHVhmPkKvc0ttv3tTTKvIfWN8ILsgEP6ajUhSeIV9MRLihCobKkFWKng/s1600-h/DSC_5879.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151880453019286002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSwFivQRnxcC6od_merl2xgQrPqruglXmZEiM7swQkBewkFJ1C5N1GgWKQsDtlD-eo7_j2MrelJ8JsVLkHVhmPkKvc0ttv3tTTKvIfWN8ILsgEP6ajUhSeIV9MRLihCobKkFWKng/s400/DSC_5879.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-25752022803761037142008-01-02T13:55:00.000+05:302008-01-05T12:09:12.079+05:30Going back to life...Sitting at my friends place getting him physiotherapy session and planning to go back to pune and a new start or rather Joining the same "Trammell Crow Meghraj" now "Jones Lang La Salle Meghraj"... but this time instead of Mumbai I will be joining Pune.<br /><br />Leaving the parents, comfortable and cozy lazy life which has made me feel as I should leave or not... Newly married and leaving my wife here but with lot of confusion i My mind and a desire to achieve and touch Sky but on the same time the love, the comfort, the family, Friends and all other luxuries and the love of nature and the city of mine which i never expected will bloom like the way it is ...<br /><br />The developments the beauty and the convenience of everything but still confused, still dazed, still not getting what i really deserved.<br /><br />At the same time Anna is also planning to leave and hence the Pilot is gone no more Jefferson planes to trip on and the life again will revolve around those gossip sessions at Nathu and laziness is crawl up everywhere.....<br />hahahahhajha<br /><br />Wishing You all A very Happy and confusion less new year.<br /><br />CHEERS!!!!alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-10493166915969799802007-12-24T13:08:00.000+05:302007-12-24T13:08:46.451+05:30Photos | Indian Muslims<a href="http://www.indianmuslims.info/photos.html">Photos Indian Muslims</a>alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-82025508836435199092007-12-21T13:19:00.000+05:302007-12-21T13:40:25.975+05:30Tata Group set to steer Jaguar, Land Rover<div><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/irfan-ali/2126651982/"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7dOXthwDEYEKcbVILUz4YHbVW7oyqBKPzVfO_6ZZi7CyiApPv4RhWE3M3AhJLUzQtJVOxVXPWqntvpJolkGY_TUD_dr8webkhDdNvg5ZGTpX39inQP1CvbmJUD9ljq1tf96iGgg/s1600-h/Tata+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146334821311461842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px" height="112" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7dOXthwDEYEKcbVILUz4YHbVW7oyqBKPzVfO_6ZZi7CyiApPv4RhWE3M3AhJLUzQtJVOxVXPWqntvpJolkGY_TUD_dr8webkhDdNvg5ZGTpX39inQP1CvbmJUD9ljq1tf96iGgg/s200/Tata+1.jpg" width="677" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>If the Tata Group does drive off with US auto giant Ford’s iconic British brands Jaguar and Land Rover, it would be another feather in its cap after buying European steelmaker Corus earlier this year.<br /><br />British media reports say loss-making Ford could announce as early as Friday that the Tatas, reported to have bid around $2 billion, had been named the top choice for buying the storied luxury carmakers.<br /><br />It would be the year-end icing on the cake for the Tata Group, which bought Corus for $13.7 billion in January, and also another sign that cash-flush corporate India’s foreign acquisition drive has shifted into high gear.<br /><br />Tata’s chief executive, 69-year-old Ratan Tata, credited with transforming a sprawling, unfocused tea-to-trucks conglomerate into a global player, had long promised the group would “spread its wings far beyond India.”<br /><br />If the family-run conglomerate gets Jaguar and Land Rover, it will be in the unusual position of manufacturing two of the world’s most prestigious cars as well as one of the world’s cheapest.<br />Tata officials in New Delhi had no comment on Thursday on an article in Britain’s Birmingham Post quoting an unnamed source at Land Rover as saying: “It is definitely Tata.”<br /><br />They come from a manufacturing background, and the experience of other people they have taken over has been good. They are cash-rich and they can afford the price, as well as invest in the future,” Quinn was quoted as saying.<br /><br />On Thursday the Tata Group was named the world’s third most accountable and transparent company by Britain’s One World Trust, an independent research group. General Electric and GlaxoSmithKline were rated numbers one and two. </div><br /><div></div><div></div><div>Cheers!!!!</div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:78%;">more information link:-</span></div><div><a href="http://www.livemint.com/2007/12/21114649/Tata-Group-set-to-steer-Jaguar.html"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://www.livemint.com/2007/12/21114649/Tata-Group-set-to-steer-Jaguar.html</span></a></div><div><br /></div></div>alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-50765351969440932912007-11-30T00:35:00.001+05:302007-11-30T00:55:23.937+05:30"Khuda Ke Liye ; (In the Name of God)"<a href="http://sonyarehman.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/main.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://sonyarehman.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/main.jpg" border="0" /></a> Seen a movie which has covered a lot that always keep on going in the mind but nobody is ready to understand and break this vicious cycle...Hatred, Racism, Relationship, Islam, Terrorism, Muslims, Music and a Family. <div><div></div><br /><div>Since City of God this is one recommended watching or rather a must watch. where in here there are no slums of Rio ; This time it is a story of a Muslim Family and the misunderstanding of Islam by few and making it complex and that too for their own benefits.</div><div></div><br /><div>movie wherein Music is the common string and a common language of all.</div><div></div><br /><div>Movie by Shoaib Mansoor and Naseeruddin shah played a special role but it was too significant and he once again made me remember his older drams like PAAR; WAITING FOR GODOT(Samuel Brecket); BAAZAAR</div><div></div><br /><div>This movie covers teh real insight of Muslims after 9/11 and the conditions and problems faced by them.</div><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Cheers!!!!</div></div>alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-37562462571625750772007-11-15T16:44:00.000+05:302007-11-15T16:54:01.913+05:30Mrs.Fatima Irfan Ali<span style="font-size:130%;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH2I8AAO1fTWX1eOUGiZLe5WiOmYX7kg1KXhexXXIxQ22wIwnX6C5kxwa-QAzHphtJskzH1IO53zv2k1KfegLqkDSCZzQIIqtlQAH0kg-OONKihbD2S6A3orawNSrAnkmPXhVkug/s1600-h/Irfan+Ali.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133024844870226226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH2I8AAO1fTWX1eOUGiZLe5WiOmYX7kg1KXhexXXIxQ22wIwnX6C5kxwa-QAzHphtJskzH1IO53zv2k1KfegLqkDSCZzQIIqtlQAH0kg-OONKihbD2S6A3orawNSrAnkmPXhVkug/s320/Irfan+Ali.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Irfan Ali got Married on 7th Nov.07 at 2010hrs.</div><div></div><div>Cheers!!!!</div>alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-71894827908749467992007-09-15T23:54:00.001+05:302007-09-16T00:13:33.414+05:30"YOU SHOUT AND NO ONE SEEMS TO HEAR...."What if today,<br />we all went blind.<br />Would we still know,<br />youth and shabab?<br />What if today,<br />we all went blind.<br />Would youth and shabab<br />continue to fight?<br />What if today,<br />we all went blind.<br />would we know<br /> one race from other?<br />What if today,<br />we all went blind,<br />would you mistake me<br />for your Brothers?<br />What if today,<br />we all went blind,<br />And if today,<br />We all went blind,<br />The world becoming.<br />An unknown place.<br />Would you be able,<br />to trust me?<br />Without seeing the color,<br />of my face?<br />If today,<br />we went blind.<br />Today would be the day,<br />when we would all,<br />Hate ourselves,<br />for what we thought,<br />BUT DID NOT SAY..<br /><br />I am in a riot situation wherein only my area is under curfew and I am still not able to understand why the hell are we fighting and for what???<br /><br />Cheers!!!alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-51033550285549358372007-07-18T23:55:00.000+05:302007-07-19T00:00:02.559+05:30I am in LOVE<span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>I recall a few rhymes of a T.V. serial “everybody hears the word of mouth but nobody feels the hearts agony in the noisy markets all around who identifies the silence.”<br /><br />Once we realize how silence is eloquent through its emotional strength, we shall justify that EQ (emotional quotient) is more important than IQ (intelligence quotient) for our survival.<br /><br />In depth analysis of the proposition shall disclose ; emotion is linked up with heart, and heart itself is the seat of emotion. Intelligence is linked up with mind and it is the mind that governs the intelligence. So, we could say heart is more important than mind. I shall reveal what I feel in my heart I hope you don’t mind it…Do you mind it? If you mind it, ur intellectual plane shall deceive u hence accept my advice in your heart you don’t have to mind it at all.<br /><br />If somebody glorifies intelligence, frequently as they do so they are suppressing their emotion…. What u suppress remains unexpressed, emotions are to be charged and they must be given an outlet.<br /><br />If your intelligence dominates the emotion starves. Hunger of emotions will make a person restless and uncomfortable, thus emotion must be given their due weightage, there is no survival in this world without Love…Love is the basis the very foundation of our existence. The emotion of love is more important than any amount, any measure of intelligence, from a great poet “Hunger allows no choices to citizen or the police we must love one another or die.” Anyone who prefers to die in inclined towards suicide. If one wants to live its only implication is love the emotion of love…love helps us to live…..an atom of love is much more important much more significant than tons of intelligence…<br /><br />Cheers!!!!</strong></span>alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-77474142315800116892007-06-15T11:31:00.000+05:302007-06-15T11:34:30.567+05:30TRIP---->tripping on a trip to trip from a city to a village was a trip wroth tripping and hence had a nice trip to trip on.<br /><br />Looking forward for more of such trips to trip on so as to keep tripping and getting the compliments of making a tripping trip.<br /><br />this is all i am doing these days to keep going and hence<br /><br />Keep tripping!!!!alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-26496636833295341792007-05-27T16:17:00.000+05:302007-05-27T16:45:30.436+05:30Ignorance<span style="font-family:courier new;">Stupidity has taken over,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">I think we've lost the war.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Ignorance has taken over,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">I can't take it anymore.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Genocides and living lies,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">An enemies defeat.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Telling others how it's wrong,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">A hypocrites elite.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Like a communist democracy,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Not making any sense.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Retaliation and refugees,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">A revolution of repents.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">We have to teach the youth,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Action must be taken.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Like a tree ful of poisonous fruit,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">This world must be shaken.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Stupidity has taken over,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">I think we've lost the war.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Ignorace has taken over,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">I can't stand it anymore.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Unsure memories,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">of years past movements.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Never well planned,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">But looking towards improvements.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Thinking is a gift,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Like a parcel waiting for you.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Once it is discovered,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">You will find your mind is true.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">-ALIen.</span>alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-27819188196315750952007-05-27T15:45:00.000+05:302007-05-27T16:17:02.335+05:30The other side.....<div align="left">If you hate me, can you love any other?</div><div align="left">When you are hating your lover, your sister, your mother</div><div align="left">I am a mongrel, and in this I find no shame</div><div align="left">In 100 years time, we'll both be the same</div><div align="left">Decayed and forgotten, under earth so deep</div><div align="left">wrapped in a blanket of deaths eternal sleep</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">How can you think that it's just to defile</div><div align="left">The peace I have had all my life since a child?</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">I used to think I'd hate you for all that you do</div><div align="left">But I've no quarrel with myself, so I've no hatred for you</div>alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-67901283243639177312007-03-22T18:43:00.000+05:302007-03-22T18:48:36.767+05:30Erotic Haiku Collectionthe jerk<br />at the soda fountain<br />leaks in her hand<br /><br />nailed on the door<br />MEN<br />OUT OF ORDER<br /><br />her body<br />curved on a couch<br />a smile<br /><br />ZIPPED UP<br />IN HER JEANS<br />HIS GENES<br /><br />SPRING RAIN<br />YOUR BODY<br />IN ME<br /><br />SCARED STIFF<br />PAYING FOR CONDOMS<br />WITH A RUBBER CHECK<br /><br />Will continue<br />Its time to go<br />Go and get the dew...alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-63903297067853686022007-03-10T01:05:00.000+05:302007-03-10T01:24:00.348+05:30Am i a problem to you?????reading too much makes you think too much...these days Indian Media and Journalism has some foreigner to gossip about " LIZ HURLEY & NAYAR & UNBORN KID of Mrs. NAYAR"<br />being living in a small city with a limited vision ..waiting half of the day for TIMES OF INDIA to come and one more disappointment ..it started with headins like " is this a baby bump Mrs. nayar??" with a photo of liz in pink dress...and ended with heading " begaani shaadi main jodhpur deewana" and in between Mrs. raje's budget ..which she will make and herself will approve as she is holding some "laurels" in finance management..i wish even i had something like that for marketing management and my company will not be able to put up any questions?????<br /><br />poor journalist .... ranking the newspaper by the size and weight the winners are "......."<br />speak up its in your DNA i don't know how much they spent on making them speak???<br /><br />to end my day with i went to see a classical music event and to my surprise somebody who has got a grammy on his name was playing mohan veena it was fantabulous..but there were more artists who wanted to dance and hence they stopped him....teh total number of spectators were hardly 50-70 with not even two rows out of 40.... poor performer...as the ones who got pass for the same never bothered to open teh envelope of invitation which was sent to them..and rest are following and living a legendary life of being a working class hero.alienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24758331.post-37545217610848165742007-03-09T00:46:00.000+05:302007-03-09T00:49:49.358+05:30Buckets of RainLife is sad<br />Life is a bust<br />All ya can do is do what you must.<br />You do what you must do and ya do it well,<br />I'll do it for you, honey baby,<br />Can't you tell?<br /><br />- BOB DYLANalienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14063662426726805679noreply@blogger.com0