tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094Sat, 14 Nov 2009 15:51:38 +0000http://www.hetch.co.in/etc.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)Blogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-8241845358409888073Tue, 07 Jul 2009 11:38:00 +00002009-07-07T17:11:04.138+05:30abandon, abscond, clear, decamp, depart, disperse, dissipate, dissolve, ebb, end, escape, evanesce, evaporate, exit, expire, fade, flee, fly, go, leave, melt, pass, pass away, retire, retreat, sink, vacate, vamoose, wane, withdraw, be done for, be gone, be lost, be no more, be swallowed up, cease to exist, come to naught, dematerialize, die out, drop out of sight, end gradually, evanish, fade http://www.hetch.co.in/2009/07/blog-post.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-8944065070919807174Tue, 02 Jun 2009 14:01:00 +00002009-06-02T19:36:30.525+05:30RamblingsIt sucks. They suck actually.Humour me for a minute. And look back a few years, assuming it’s been a few years. Back to the time when you were this cocky little twit who thought the world would change its angle of inclination, with but a glare. Angle of inclination, quality of public toilets, the few tonnes of gold in Dalal Street, whatever got you off.Come back. Look again. Still that cocky?I http://www.hetch.co.in/2009/06/beware-vacuum-cleaner.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-6605022771474178875Fri, 17 Apr 2009 14:23:00 +00002009-04-17T19:54:52.764+05:30http://www.hetch.co.in/2009/04/am-i-proud-or-what.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-3201544432973884192Mon, 05 Jan 2009 08:33:00 +00002009-01-05T14:16:51.068+05:30Confessions of a compulsive procrastinatorRamblings1. That bleeding Stumble button!2. 4 other jobs that I still have to procrastinate.3. The bloody phone rings every time I start!4. Shit! I don't remember this one! Sorry.5. The fine tuning in the layout, which I'd again postponed.6. Gym time!7. Weekend's just a couple of days away!8. I get this horrible twitch on the far corner of my left eye every time I start. Must be some HTML bad luck.9. http://www.hetch.co.in/2009/01/top-10-reasons-why-ive-not-changed-mu.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-3506126255395249473Thu, 30 Oct 2008 06:38:00 +00002008-10-30T12:09:13.473+05:30RamblingsDid you ever have this feeling that there was a voice in your head? Telling you, urging, pleading, pushing, badgering, teasing, and instigating you, to do something. Constantly and mercilessly yakking its way through everything you do, or even try to do.Something that is not stupid, but super stupid. The kind of thing that people first laugh at, ridicule and then put down as absolute insanity. http://www.hetch.co.in/2008/10/monkey-on-mind.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-8311361851669952814Wed, 24 Sep 2008 11:57:00 +00002008-09-24T17:28:06.458+05:30ChilkanArz kiya hai:Eh Khuda teri kya khudayi!Jugnu ki gaand mein batti jalayi!http://www.hetch.co.in/2008/09/chilkan-says-1.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-2415569792678164604Fri, 19 Sep 2008 10:58:00 +00002008-09-19T16:32:22.531+05:30I think this is a beautiful story. A human story. Could be anybody's . Mine. Yours. Anybody's. That it is about a girl sexual orientation is just incidental I think. It's about every thing, in a way. About how we repress ourselves. And about how knowingly, unknowingly, we live for someone else's approval.I found this here. You know, I think way too deeply about alot of things. I over anylize, andhttp://www.hetch.co.in/2008/09/who-are-you-really.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-1034974108304116420Tue, 16 Sep 2008 11:12:00 +00002008-09-16T16:43:22.731+05:30What I found on the WebIt was the custom in Ancient Rome for the men to place their right hand on their testicles when taking an oath. The modern term 'testimony' is derived from this traditionhttp://www.hetch.co.in/2008/09/testimonial.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-5999591091356873820Tue, 02 Sep 2008 05:28:00 +00002008-09-02T12:36:28.077+05:30KLPDWhat I found on the WebThis was an email forward.After nearly 50 years of marriage, a couple was lying in bed oneevening, when the wife felt her husband, begin to massage her in ways he hadn't in quite some time.It almost tickled as his fingers started at her neck, and then beganmoving down past the small of her back. He then caressed hershoulders and neck, slowly worked his hand down, stopping just overher stomach.Hehttp://www.hetch.co.in/2008/09/married-chips.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-7443218516125109080Sun, 27 Jul 2008 15:44:00 +00002008-07-27T21:22:05.552+05:30RamblingsTo Mongolia?Coz I know so little about it.To work?I have to pay for Mongolia, right!Away from her?Coz she’s left me nowhere else to go.To Hitch?He rhymes with me.To the next channel?Hopefully the next one still has ads.Home?I run out of reasons to stay out.To my barber?For no reason now, actually.To the North East?I really liked dog the first time I tried.To the loo?Hell coz I need to go!But, whyhttp://www.hetch.co.in/2008/07/why-do-i-want-to-go.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-1072256681544389718Sat, 26 Jul 2008 08:16:00 +00002008-07-26T14:29:50.934+05:30RamblingsLike in any story worth telling, there was this girl. She had a huge load on her heart, weighing her down, killing her one day at a time. But she could not rid herself of it no matter how hard and no matter which way she tried. Till she met this guy.He lent her his ear, his patience, his words and a little bit of his courage. Phone bills soared on either end. Nights seemed to have no end. Chat http://www.hetch.co.in/2008/07/not-mistake.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-1795789683035232246Mon, 14 Jul 2008 09:10:00 +00002008-07-14T14:43:40.829+05:30Got this one by SMS.A 3 year old boy examining this testicles while having his bath asks his mother, "Mom, are these my brains?""Not yet", she replies.http://www.hetch.co.in/2008/07/brains.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-2108736271270586834Wed, 02 Jul 2008 16:38:00 +00002008-07-27T21:24:21.390+05:30Ladakhhttp://www.hetch.co.in/2008/07/blog-post.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-2285220611529058649Tue, 01 Jul 2008 10:39:00 +00002008-07-01T18:09:04.394+05:30Ladakhhttp://www.hetch.co.in/2008/07/coming-soon.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-2821037182017573745Thu, 26 Jun 2008 15:25:00 +00002008-06-27T11:59:05.407+05:30The car was zipping down the winding road of the hill when the inspector spots its missing number plate from the bottom of the hill. He sends his crony forward waving his three and a half foot bamboo lathi trying to stop the car. Predictably enough, the car brakes at the last minute and plasters the black road with rubber, to stop inches from the vacillating crony in khaki.The super dark window http://www.hetch.co.in/2008/06/you-have-been-bundooed-part-i.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-1959346164212866382Wed, 25 Jun 2008 08:05:00 +00002008-06-25T13:35:59.855+05:30http://www.hetch.co.in/2008/06/sing-along.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-1964786629131014563Mon, 23 Jun 2008 14:26:00 +00002008-06-23T20:00:00.524+05:30What I found on the Web<!--ColorQuiz.com code-->Hari took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test!"Needs a way of escape from all that oppresses him ..."Click here to read the rest of the results.<!--End ColorQuiz.com code-->http://www.hetch.co.in/2008/06/me-me-me.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-5336437467622723339Mon, 23 Jun 2008 06:23:00 +00002008-06-23T12:09:08.599+05:30MazdoorUnionRamblingsA little before my brother and I were born, Vasanta and Charyulu had this understanding. They would have two kids, girls ideally. The first one would be named by Charyulu and the next one by Vasanta. To their immense disappointment, I was the first successful sperm. Now, however disappointed, Charyulu had to find this name for me. The dutiful son that he is, he asked his mom, her sistershttp://www.hetch.co.in/2008/06/whats-in-name.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-439225323829613724Tue, 17 Jun 2008 14:12:00 +00002008-06-20T13:22:04.160+05:30MazdoorUnionKLPDFearless was the young ornithologist who went by the name of Arjun. Keen of the eye and sharp of the mind, unquenchable was his thirst for adventure. And insatiable his hunger for knowledge. Early one morn, at the crack of dawn, the intrepid ornithologist rose from bed and set out to find a treasure of knowledge in the dingy alleyways of Jumeraat Bazaar. Two streets down, he came upon a http://www.hetch.co.in/2008/06/and-he-took-flight.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-6258431257710456132Sat, 17 May 2008 20:27:00 +00002008-06-20T13:23:52.049+05:30LadakhRamblingsScared. Excited. Worried. Holding my breath. Vacillating. Eager. Confident. Guarded. Unsure. Prepared. Nowhere near it. Determined. Nervous. Like steel. Irrational. Frantic. Tired. Impatient. Absolutely scatterbrained. Bubbling. Bursting. Petrified. On the edge. Back. On the edge again.I've waited 12 years to feel exactly like this. And I can't wait one minute longer. Ladakh, here I come.http://www.hetch.co.in/2008/05/soon.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-2137760299728947451Fri, 16 May 2008 10:44:00 +00002008-06-20T13:22:57.139+05:30MazdoorUnionKLPDAbraham ben Samuel Abulafia or Abulafia was a thirteenth century Jewish scholar and philosopher. Among all of his deeply philosophical pursuits and passions, he had this obsessive belief that alphabets, numerals, vowel-points and their infinite permutations hid the purpose of human existence and the “truth”. Umberto Eco wrote this incredible book called Focault’s Pendulum. Now related to as http://www.hetch.co.in/2008/05/blog-post.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-8998289378736462769Fri, 16 May 2008 04:49:00 +00002008-05-16T10:22:01.244+05:30What I found on the WebThis is an article I found here.I still can't believe there is any debate about the reality of evolution as a process in nature, but large groups of people continue to resist any form of scientific revelation. Part of the reason is no doubt related to religion, as for whatever reason, evolution and religion have been put in a cage with each other with orders to kill. Last time I checked, http://www.hetch.co.in/2008/05/evolution.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-4040789142065405484Tue, 29 Apr 2008 15:36:00 +00002008-06-20T13:24:23.354+05:30LadakhRamblingsIf you had to look back on your life, what would you remember?The promotion? The performance bonus?The plaque in the conference room?It does not take supreme intelligence to know what really matters.And yet, you do little besides look in the distance and sigh.Wouldn't it be tragic to realise too late that you didn't see the trap? That you didn't recognise the two words that are the biggest curse http://www.hetch.co.in/2008/04/reclaim.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-2198638532926985458Tue, 15 Apr 2008 15:01:00 +00002008-04-15T20:32:59.203+05:30http://www.hetch.co.in/2008/04/and-one-more.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38712094.post-8982043906325344018Tue, 15 Apr 2008 14:15:00 +00002008-06-20T13:25:38.114+05:30RamblingsWhat I found on the WebThis feels like the computer I used in 1987. Remember those days of "Logo" and "Basic". Damn I was good with that shit! I drew a house using all those lousy commands. I was probably in 4th Class (Grade, if you like). And could barely boot a computer with DOS. And I drew a house with things like rt 45, Lt 90 etc. My computers teacher was so excited, we thought she was having a seizure.Talking http://www.hetch.co.in/2008/04/black-screen-green-letters.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Hari)0