When I watch the documentary Earth, was wondering how animals really takes the cold.
specially during those dark days at polar regions.
Now with winter almost coming near.. last days of autumn are really so dark. when i get up it's dark..when i brush it is dark.. when i lunch it is dark.. when i have the evening tea itz dark.. imagine goin home and watchin dark knight.. thatz mole on a mountain!
Yesterday I saw this person who was just wearing a t-shirt.. I was like with a t-shirt, shirt, jacket, shawl, cap,gloves,socks, inners.. with 2 paracetamol on my veins.. still shivering...so was wondering what can be the reason for some people who cannot be cold..feel cold.. what is cold...well came up with many reasons in 3 minutes..
can be booze.. spirit sometime makes your blood thicker..
can be joint..it just eats up all ur nerves ...
allergic.. some people can be allergic to warm clothes..
leper.. they don't feel anythingexhibition..some people just want to show them.
poverty.. they can't afford it
absent mind.. forgot to take their warm clothes...
macho- aha! u know what I mean !
normal- a person coming from still a more colder region this might be normal.
who cares... some people just don't care whatz happening around them..
busy.. some people are just busy.. forgot to protect ..not the protective..
Well , even there were even something more..
Just was mailing to my best buddy about a movie.. came with up with a title following an incident!
"the day earth stood still.. people start throwin pop corns to two crazy indians!"
I think the paracetamol started effecting me..
.neurons are not that subjective these days...
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
Flight of Phoenix
Day before yday when I reached home my friend had swithched the news channel and sitting in a state of shock.
I just glimped to the boobtube and there I could see the horrified scene of India's glory hotel in fire.
Terror again in India..
Again in Mumbai and this time in top hotels.Flipping thru other news channels , everywhere it was the same. World is kinda shock.The agony .. The pain.. Everything was there in the air. Faces are kinda shocked.
The road wherepeople use to walk easily with a vadapavu, the stock brokers in their index thought, cab drivers wishing for a higher tip...is now with soldiers with submachine gun..
Explosions are heard..
Been following this news from various channels...Our soldiers are good.. we are prepared for this. They have redefined what is bravery..
Just saw the trident fight is over.
One thing I am sure..
This is Mumbai.. This is where India begins... and we are not ready to end anywhere. We will grow .. We will strike back.. We are the new Phoenix.
All we need the Magic word.
Mera Bharat Mahaan.
I just glimped to the boobtube and there I could see the horrified scene of India's glory hotel in fire.
Terror again in India..
Again in Mumbai and this time in top hotels.Flipping thru other news channels , everywhere it was the same. World is kinda shock.The agony .. The pain.. Everything was there in the air. Faces are kinda shocked.
The road wherepeople use to walk easily with a vadapavu, the stock brokers in their index thought, cab drivers wishing for a higher tip...is now with soldiers with submachine gun..
Explosions are heard..
Been following this news from various channels...Our soldiers are good.. we are prepared for this. They have redefined what is bravery..
Just saw the trident fight is over.
One thing I am sure..
This is Mumbai.. This is where India begins... and we are not ready to end anywhere. We will grow .. We will strike back.. We are the new Phoenix.
All we need the Magic word.
Mera Bharat Mahaan.
Monday, November 10, 2008
Cholestrol confessions
Well not sure when I wrote this .. Def. not a decade back! well reading this mail now and lookin myself hm..not poles apart. but atleast from equator to the tropic of cancer!First I thought , shall I post this.. well atleast while browsing if I come to see this, Def. I willput on my gear and head on to my local gym!No worries.. More Calories!
Knobz
All
Went to the doc today.. Contrary to what the lady in the reception said, My results are good. ( she said yday it was not good over the phone)My cholestrol is 6.2 .. Which is ok by looking my prev results. ( last 4 yrs)
And the good news is For one year
NO MEDICATION.
He said I am young , there is no point of taking medicine for the rest of your life from now..
What I like was , he said I am ' young'.. And what I did'nt like it was it was 'He' who said!
My diabetic is pretty good.. I can panchari adi to the core ;) so all the ladies beware!
Then My SGPT and SGOT are good. And I knew it .. Because actually I stopped taking my vastine tablets some time back.. Because even though it improves my HDL, I knew it is not good for my liver enzymes. ( checked in rx factor for astrovasitine years back)..
Not sure about the spelling 'bout the a'vasitine.I was taking this for 4 years..
And every time my SGPT and SGOT were not good .. (SGPT enzymes is released into blood when the liver is damaged. So even with a Virus this can happen.. And also with vasitine)
Anyway I stopped my medicine for sometime , even though no one knows about it , I was telling every1 I was taking that,( I take like 1 in a fortnight because I wanted to prove that I can reduce my cholestrol with my diet and workout..and want to show my SGPT/SGOT is good.
And I PROVED ! Ha !
So My liver is good now. All can call me Ente karale .. I don't even mind calling me Ente muthe after that!
Maybe that was the reason I like the song, Karaley, karalinte Karaley.. ;) Anyway SGPT and SGOT are good. My good choestrol is low and my bad cholestrol is High ( it should be the other way !) . My tri-glyceride is good. Earier it was really bad. Was over the border(Not Allen) ..
So was reading every day those ppt mails presenting with subjects like " what to do when u get a Cardiac inside a Cadillac " What to do when u get a stroke( I mean a brain stroke ;) .
Anyway my Tgl is good now.. The doc said I can have one or two glass of whisky every day ( I want to ask him , can I have in a BIG glass ;)
Like those BEER glasses which hold a pint easily! but he said QUIT SMOKING.. Even though it is one or two a day , QUIT QUIT.
Actually I want to intro him to the CEO of marlboro.. Want to soften his QUIT!
Bottom line:
This healthy person , who is very rich, does'nt smoke, drink and workout every day. He got 6 packs, healthy, whatever … (remember the song what a man! What a man .. What a mighty young man)
He got his own beach in Bahamas. He was having his tender coconut( not even a Pina colada) in his own beach and enjoying the sunset , suddenly a coconut fell on his head and he died ;) .
He was 29.
So what to happen will always happen..
I think u all got what I am trying to tell ;)
Be good.. Do good… Drink.. Smoke.. Eat.. Workout.. diet.. Smile… laugh…
work… sleep…dream… play.. E-mail..
scrap..
Chat…
Peace out
Knobz
Knobz
All
Went to the doc today.. Contrary to what the lady in the reception said, My results are good. ( she said yday it was not good over the phone)My cholestrol is 6.2 .. Which is ok by looking my prev results. ( last 4 yrs)
And the good news is For one year
NO MEDICATION.
He said I am young , there is no point of taking medicine for the rest of your life from now..
What I like was , he said I am ' young'.. And what I did'nt like it was it was 'He' who said!
My diabetic is pretty good.. I can panchari adi to the core ;) so all the ladies beware!
Then My SGPT and SGOT are good. And I knew it .. Because actually I stopped taking my vastine tablets some time back.. Because even though it improves my HDL, I knew it is not good for my liver enzymes. ( checked in rx factor for astrovasitine years back)..
Not sure about the spelling 'bout the a'vasitine.I was taking this for 4 years..
And every time my SGPT and SGOT were not good .. (SGPT enzymes is released into blood when the liver is damaged. So even with a Virus this can happen.. And also with vasitine)
Anyway I stopped my medicine for sometime , even though no one knows about it , I was telling every1 I was taking that,( I take like 1 in a fortnight because I wanted to prove that I can reduce my cholestrol with my diet and workout..and want to show my SGPT/SGOT is good.
And I PROVED ! Ha !
So My liver is good now. All can call me Ente karale .. I don't even mind calling me Ente muthe after that!
Maybe that was the reason I like the song, Karaley, karalinte Karaley.. ;) Anyway SGPT and SGOT are good. My good choestrol is low and my bad cholestrol is High ( it should be the other way !) . My tri-glyceride is good. Earier it was really bad. Was over the border(Not Allen) ..
So was reading every day those ppt mails presenting with subjects like " what to do when u get a Cardiac inside a Cadillac " What to do when u get a stroke( I mean a brain stroke ;) .
Anyway my Tgl is good now.. The doc said I can have one or two glass of whisky every day ( I want to ask him , can I have in a BIG glass ;)
Like those BEER glasses which hold a pint easily! but he said QUIT SMOKING.. Even though it is one or two a day , QUIT QUIT.
Actually I want to intro him to the CEO of marlboro.. Want to soften his QUIT!
Bottom line:
This healthy person , who is very rich, does'nt smoke, drink and workout every day. He got 6 packs, healthy, whatever … (remember the song what a man! What a man .. What a mighty young man)
He got his own beach in Bahamas. He was having his tender coconut( not even a Pina colada) in his own beach and enjoying the sunset , suddenly a coconut fell on his head and he died ;) .
He was 29.
So what to happen will always happen..
I think u all got what I am trying to tell ;)
Be good.. Do good… Drink.. Smoke.. Eat.. Workout.. diet.. Smile… laugh…
work… sleep…dream… play.. E-mail..
scrap..
Chat…
Peace out
Knobz
Friday, November 7, 2008
Indian Cricket-World cup Performance
Well I was a kinda bit frustrated... well thatz not the right word... thatz something I used when I was single and in mid 20's!;).. But something like that ....when we ( when it comes to sports, we is just an abbreviation for Indians, India, Hindustan.. ) lost in Cricket! world cup!
So I just express with few key strokes!
( well the people I expressed here had changed a lot after this incident.. Not sure someone fwd this mail to them ... )
Bless to all...
Indian Cricket-World cup Performance
----------------------------------------
Midsummer Cricket Dream As far as I remember , Cricket was like , sort of my best friend.
I still remember during my early school dayz , we would pray for one of the teachers to get sick, it was not because we don't like him... it was just because we adore Cricket, so that we were allowed to play during that period. Or maybe the death of a prominet leader.. so the school is set free.. and the game continues..
When the school bell rings,we would run from the class, not because the last period was boring , or to get the seat in the school bus.. but to secure the best pitch in the school ground.During the weekends our roads were the most promising stars of the neighbourhood.
Eventhough the windows panes, car doors are not strongly insured, still the spirit was all over there.Summer ..we never knew sun was hot. we knew we could still play atleast couple of quarters after the twilight zone.
We know how painful when the leather makes the bruise . The Carpentering skills to make our own cricket bat from the coconut tusks and wickets from the possible twigs lying around was unexplainable.Collecting SportStar, Sports week, News paper cutouts,Collecting Cards, Note books, name labels, Tiffin carriers, Room wall .. It was full of people from the world of cricket.. It was a world of Nothing but Cricket.
And when there is a Cricket telecast in TV , it was like Oh! god please .. let this go for hours and hours and hours.. watching replay, and thinking ..Next time I am going to do that.. next time my first four gonna be like that..
Next time at gully I will dive like this... Is he the reincarnation of someone.. how can he do that... For cricket nothing hurts... the Spirit spurts.. It was like Magic.Well If I can replace the 'I' letter with a word ' We million' of cricket loving indians,, I think the prose is just the same... I grew up like this. My friends.. my Cousins.. My Neighbours.. My classmates..my acquaintances.. My rivals.. My brothers in other part of this great Nation.. He..She.. Them.. They.. You .. Me ...WE.
Well I am 35 year old now and working for a MNC in The Netherlands. Here we have Sun for practically 4 months a year.
Other days we have rain , winter dayz, winds,snow,Hails..
But the spirit of Cricket is still there. We use to play with Tennis ball Indoor.. When the Summer starts, with the other Indian families we start the summer with a game of cricket .. Another word for social gathering was cricket. Everyone , Everywhere..Enjoyed ..
For the last 2 years , I am also playing for the league in the fouth division. Well itz a low division , but spend one full Sunday in the Pitch.Can't explain the joy, no matter when I go for a duck or I threw a no ball. It was cricket in the vains...
It was the spirit of White and White in Green fields with the red ball against the beige wickets and a whole rainbow of EnthusiasmDiscussing with our friends about Cricket, explaining to the hardcore foot ball Dutch fans the game of cricket and the fun of cricket...
During this world cup , we knew that ARY is telecasting the world cup cricket in Europe. Well we got this news days..weeks.. months.. back...So we were like.. wow ! back to good 'ol days.. Told our managers for the short days we will taking during some office days.. So installed a Dish at the roof top, ordered for the Digital card and waited and waited for the big day.Finally the Big day arrived.
We sat in front of the TV watching the nation playing against Bangladesh. We were sitting in ease.. cracking jokes , still all the eyes on the tube. But then we started realizng , the people we are admiring , adoring..
Nothing seems to be like what we are reading in the newspapers, the articles what were are checking, the old videos what were seeing in youtube. The Advts.
Hey, something wrong in this picture.
Utterly.
Finally after the match, we console ourselves and said, Well Bangladesh might be a bad team before.. but now they practiced .. the kids are also part of our sub continet. They got the same kind of spirit. So maybe is it because of this.. Maybe... Hmm.. Not a Valid reason.. but a valid console..
But then when we saw India playing against Bermuda ,we were like .. yes.. the phoenix had risen... The 'boys' shown what is cricket. Lots of Runs.. World record.Well itz Bermuda, the kids of cricket.. We know.. you know.. Millions know. Still..
It is India. Victory. party time.
But then when we played against Sri-Lanka..
We said, Oh! finally we could go to Super 8. But then .. But then ..The same picture.. This time the sub-continet console was like dust in the wind.. 'cos we got to win this, atleast to go to the Super8. I mean we the Cricket Enthuthiasists were like .. What the...No ! No! there is something wrong here.
Our players are having the most adorable fan world out of any sports from any nation. No Doubt.From the hardcore downtown in Mumbai to the One TV village in Tamil nadu , All loves the Cricketing nation of India.
We pray for them.. We love them... We smile for them.. We cry with them...We buy what they buy.. We use what they use.
Still what went wrong here ...
Sachin might be a good player... Sehwag might be a good hitter... Agarkar might be good bouncer..
Did I stress the word 'might' . Depends how your mindset is .
Well it is YES for me.And it should be read in Times New Roman , Bold, Italic and atleast 75 font size ! Yes.. it is MIGHT.
Yes.. we are a cricket loving nation. we want our country to perform.. not getting the cup or be the champion.
But to perform well. Perform ..
That's the key word.If the team can't perform, keep people who can perform.
There are people out there, who can perform. Sachin 10 years back might not be the same now.
Greymatter matters. Resilience matters. Is this some sort of mockery to hundreds of millions of Indians. Is the selection committee ( I know the abbreviation very well!) .
Is it just like a corporate where they decide, who should play, who should retire, who should fly, who should sail ,who should watch from the pavillion! Are we expecting our team now and the Veteran team now the same!
I am seeing some good cricket from Australia, Sri-Lanka,West Indies,South Africa.. I might continue watching the world cup with my friends. ( Well we might not wearing our blue T-Shirt)
But , I think I don't want to spend lot of time now reading any news about India Playing, or our team selection news, or any comments from the players about the performance and not going to buy what they are trying to sell...
These guys .. are for something rather than good cricket. Positive Cricket.
But I will teach my son how to play cricket and I will play cricket even though we have only few good sunny days here, because I happend to be a true cricker lover just like my brothers and sisters of one great Nation , India.
I will use my satellite to watch some Indian channels. Bollywood rising..South Singing..
-Noby Tharian
So I just express with few key strokes!
( well the people I expressed here had changed a lot after this incident.. Not sure someone fwd this mail to them ... )
Bless to all...
Indian Cricket-World cup Performance
----------------------------------------
Midsummer Cricket Dream As far as I remember , Cricket was like , sort of my best friend.
I still remember during my early school dayz , we would pray for one of the teachers to get sick, it was not because we don't like him... it was just because we adore Cricket, so that we were allowed to play during that period. Or maybe the death of a prominet leader.. so the school is set free.. and the game continues..
When the school bell rings,we would run from the class, not because the last period was boring , or to get the seat in the school bus.. but to secure the best pitch in the school ground.During the weekends our roads were the most promising stars of the neighbourhood.
Eventhough the windows panes, car doors are not strongly insured, still the spirit was all over there.Summer ..we never knew sun was hot. we knew we could still play atleast couple of quarters after the twilight zone.
We know how painful when the leather makes the bruise . The Carpentering skills to make our own cricket bat from the coconut tusks and wickets from the possible twigs lying around was unexplainable.Collecting SportStar, Sports week, News paper cutouts,Collecting Cards, Note books, name labels, Tiffin carriers, Room wall .. It was full of people from the world of cricket.. It was a world of Nothing but Cricket.
And when there is a Cricket telecast in TV , it was like Oh! god please .. let this go for hours and hours and hours.. watching replay, and thinking ..Next time I am going to do that.. next time my first four gonna be like that..
Next time at gully I will dive like this... Is he the reincarnation of someone.. how can he do that... For cricket nothing hurts... the Spirit spurts.. It was like Magic.Well If I can replace the 'I' letter with a word ' We million' of cricket loving indians,, I think the prose is just the same... I grew up like this. My friends.. my Cousins.. My Neighbours.. My classmates..my acquaintances.. My rivals.. My brothers in other part of this great Nation.. He..She.. Them.. They.. You .. Me ...WE.
Well I am 35 year old now and working for a MNC in The Netherlands. Here we have Sun for practically 4 months a year.
Other days we have rain , winter dayz, winds,snow,Hails..
But the spirit of Cricket is still there. We use to play with Tennis ball Indoor.. When the Summer starts, with the other Indian families we start the summer with a game of cricket .. Another word for social gathering was cricket. Everyone , Everywhere..Enjoyed ..
For the last 2 years , I am also playing for the league in the fouth division. Well itz a low division , but spend one full Sunday in the Pitch.Can't explain the joy, no matter when I go for a duck or I threw a no ball. It was cricket in the vains...
It was the spirit of White and White in Green fields with the red ball against the beige wickets and a whole rainbow of EnthusiasmDiscussing with our friends about Cricket, explaining to the hardcore foot ball Dutch fans the game of cricket and the fun of cricket...
During this world cup , we knew that ARY is telecasting the world cup cricket in Europe. Well we got this news days..weeks.. months.. back...So we were like.. wow ! back to good 'ol days.. Told our managers for the short days we will taking during some office days.. So installed a Dish at the roof top, ordered for the Digital card and waited and waited for the big day.Finally the Big day arrived.
We sat in front of the TV watching the nation playing against Bangladesh. We were sitting in ease.. cracking jokes , still all the eyes on the tube. But then we started realizng , the people we are admiring , adoring..
Nothing seems to be like what we are reading in the newspapers, the articles what were are checking, the old videos what were seeing in youtube. The Advts.
Hey, something wrong in this picture.
Utterly.
Finally after the match, we console ourselves and said, Well Bangladesh might be a bad team before.. but now they practiced .. the kids are also part of our sub continet. They got the same kind of spirit. So maybe is it because of this.. Maybe... Hmm.. Not a Valid reason.. but a valid console..
But then when we saw India playing against Bermuda ,we were like .. yes.. the phoenix had risen... The 'boys' shown what is cricket. Lots of Runs.. World record.Well itz Bermuda, the kids of cricket.. We know.. you know.. Millions know. Still..
It is India. Victory. party time.
But then when we played against Sri-Lanka..
We said, Oh! finally we could go to Super 8. But then .. But then ..The same picture.. This time the sub-continet console was like dust in the wind.. 'cos we got to win this, atleast to go to the Super8. I mean we the Cricket Enthuthiasists were like .. What the...No ! No! there is something wrong here.
Our players are having the most adorable fan world out of any sports from any nation. No Doubt.From the hardcore downtown in Mumbai to the One TV village in Tamil nadu , All loves the Cricketing nation of India.
We pray for them.. We love them... We smile for them.. We cry with them...We buy what they buy.. We use what they use.
Still what went wrong here ...
Sachin might be a good player... Sehwag might be a good hitter... Agarkar might be good bouncer..
Did I stress the word 'might' . Depends how your mindset is .
Well it is YES for me.And it should be read in Times New Roman , Bold, Italic and atleast 75 font size ! Yes.. it is MIGHT.
Yes.. we are a cricket loving nation. we want our country to perform.. not getting the cup or be the champion.
But to perform well. Perform ..
That's the key word.If the team can't perform, keep people who can perform.
There are people out there, who can perform. Sachin 10 years back might not be the same now.
Greymatter matters. Resilience matters. Is this some sort of mockery to hundreds of millions of Indians. Is the selection committee ( I know the abbreviation very well!) .
Is it just like a corporate where they decide, who should play, who should retire, who should fly, who should sail ,who should watch from the pavillion! Are we expecting our team now and the Veteran team now the same!
I am seeing some good cricket from Australia, Sri-Lanka,West Indies,South Africa.. I might continue watching the world cup with my friends. ( Well we might not wearing our blue T-Shirt)
But , I think I don't want to spend lot of time now reading any news about India Playing, or our team selection news, or any comments from the players about the performance and not going to buy what they are trying to sell...
These guys .. are for something rather than good cricket. Positive Cricket.
But I will teach my son how to play cricket and I will play cricket even though we have only few good sunny days here, because I happend to be a true cricker lover just like my brothers and sisters of one great Nation , India.
I will use my satellite to watch some Indian channels. Bollywood rising..South Singing..
-Noby Tharian
Tony's second mail
Dear all,
itz more than one month over i been to this world.. 41 nights and 40 days..
what all things happened..( I am also following up the Athens Olympics..Interesting ...specially the beach volleyball ;)Well I touched 4 kgs a week back.
Dad and mom were pretty happy. And I know this is my best chance I can eat like this.The trick is simple. If u want to eat , no matter u r hungry.
The magic word is 'cry..cry...cry'No matter whether itz in the middle of the nite , early in the morning , mid day , dad/mom sleeping, they watching TV, they are discussing wall street( atleast the street where I live)..what ever the case is ..this always works.
Cry and YOU get food.
The best part is I told my Dad the same trick. so last week back , in the middle of the nite, he cried and cried..
But somehow mom put some clothes to his mouth to shut up!So I think either his cry was wrong, or the time ..maybe the pitch.. or he must have scared every1 with the cry.
I did'nt see him trying this trick after that!
Well other wise, I became 'little' taller than before.
I can see things, even though I can't recogonize many by face other than my Mom.when dad is not around , mom shows me a ball and tells me both looks alike! to make sure that I don't miss my Dad during day time.
But I can easily differentiate with my Dad and a ball.A ball is not that shinning as my Dad's head and a ball got atleast air inside!
Regarding travelling , I been to the Hague and Rotterdam for small visits.
The trip was good. Been to a chinese/Thai restaurant too in mean time. was expecting some Schezwan , had some Babymilksczwan!
Went to the local health dept, saw couple of my aged guys/gals. Looks like everyone know the 'cry' trick.If my Dad had tried this trick there, he would got a free 'shot' from the doc ;)
Regarding Visitors, Lotz of people dropped by.
Dear all thanx a lot for the lovely presets.I want to thank each one of you , but please take this mail as my personal thank you note.The presents are lovely. I am enjoying every single unit of your appreciable value.Thanx a ton to each one of you...
Regarding pictures, Dad is a crazy guy taking pix of me. If I move to right, he will take pix, if i sleep with one eye closed, he will take pix, if i lie still he will take .
If I make faces he clicks..Lsst day something funny happened.
I burped and he video recorded it!can't believe this. Hey baldy , Don't I have a freedom of expression without coming on the camera...Actually I want to ask that.. or sometimes I want to thrash his head with the camera..
But looking at his head which resembles mine and I know he want to keep all the good moments I am doing now. so i told him , hey popz, relax and rock.
My granny and my uncle are here now.
I play with them a lot. In the nite or early in the morning , I always wonder where is my dad is , All I can see is my mom, uncle and grand ma!I wonder that snoring i hears is from him .. well have to figure it out when I start to crawl!
What all I learned in these 40 days:
-U can play and cry 24/7 , no one complaints.
-if you sleep for more than 4 hrs, u will be forcefully awaken and food is ready , so u will never
miss any food.
-When othersy make any sound, and if I respond, all are happy.
-When I sleep and if others make any sound, all are worried.-When all of us make sound, the
neighbours are worried.
-I can make any faces, the photograph are taken!
-Even if I make any irritated sound, all are happy.-The food is always warm and taste the same.
-I can pee and poop 24/7 and is always cleaned within minutes.
-The Nurse came on the 7th day and gave me a shot! man! thatz what I called pain. This time I
cried so bad, I was expecting more food , but the amount seems to be the same!
-They also checked my hearing test , and looks like I passed.
-Dad plays some guitar for me , even though itz so boring, but I will just make a fake smile and makes him happy....just kiddin..!
I also got my Indian Passport. So I am a proud Indian now. My photograph was not that impressive.. So I am not going with that for any Visa Stamping.
Mom and dad pray every nite with me. One true happy moments.I can hear dad saying that " oh! my lord, i still have not told them...I have not emailed them.. "The news is about me comin to this world.But I know itz always there in his mind, but he is so busy these dayz , so somehow it slips. so don't think that he has forgotten , nothing like that , he still remember each one of you...
Well thatz all for now.. Looks like I am bit hungry now. well I am goin to cry... ;)
so until next...
take care and peace
Antonio.
itz more than one month over i been to this world.. 41 nights and 40 days..
what all things happened..( I am also following up the Athens Olympics..Interesting ...specially the beach volleyball ;)Well I touched 4 kgs a week back.
Dad and mom were pretty happy. And I know this is my best chance I can eat like this.The trick is simple. If u want to eat , no matter u r hungry.
The magic word is 'cry..cry...cry'No matter whether itz in the middle of the nite , early in the morning , mid day , dad/mom sleeping, they watching TV, they are discussing wall street( atleast the street where I live)..what ever the case is ..this always works.
Cry and YOU get food.
The best part is I told my Dad the same trick. so last week back , in the middle of the nite, he cried and cried..
But somehow mom put some clothes to his mouth to shut up!So I think either his cry was wrong, or the time ..maybe the pitch.. or he must have scared every1 with the cry.
I did'nt see him trying this trick after that!
Well other wise, I became 'little' taller than before.
I can see things, even though I can't recogonize many by face other than my Mom.when dad is not around , mom shows me a ball and tells me both looks alike! to make sure that I don't miss my Dad during day time.
But I can easily differentiate with my Dad and a ball.A ball is not that shinning as my Dad's head and a ball got atleast air inside!
Regarding travelling , I been to the Hague and Rotterdam for small visits.
The trip was good. Been to a chinese/Thai restaurant too in mean time. was expecting some Schezwan , had some Babymilksczwan!
Went to the local health dept, saw couple of my aged guys/gals. Looks like everyone know the 'cry' trick.If my Dad had tried this trick there, he would got a free 'shot' from the doc ;)
Regarding Visitors, Lotz of people dropped by.
Dear all thanx a lot for the lovely presets.I want to thank each one of you , but please take this mail as my personal thank you note.The presents are lovely. I am enjoying every single unit of your appreciable value.Thanx a ton to each one of you...
Regarding pictures, Dad is a crazy guy taking pix of me. If I move to right, he will take pix, if i sleep with one eye closed, he will take pix, if i lie still he will take .
If I make faces he clicks..Lsst day something funny happened.
I burped and he video recorded it!can't believe this. Hey baldy , Don't I have a freedom of expression without coming on the camera...Actually I want to ask that.. or sometimes I want to thrash his head with the camera..
But looking at his head which resembles mine and I know he want to keep all the good moments I am doing now. so i told him , hey popz, relax and rock.
My granny and my uncle are here now.
I play with them a lot. In the nite or early in the morning , I always wonder where is my dad is , All I can see is my mom, uncle and grand ma!I wonder that snoring i hears is from him .. well have to figure it out when I start to crawl!
What all I learned in these 40 days:
-U can play and cry 24/7 , no one complaints.
-if you sleep for more than 4 hrs, u will be forcefully awaken and food is ready , so u will never
miss any food.
-When othersy make any sound, and if I respond, all are happy.
-When I sleep and if others make any sound, all are worried.-When all of us make sound, the
neighbours are worried.
-I can make any faces, the photograph are taken!
-Even if I make any irritated sound, all are happy.-The food is always warm and taste the same.
-I can pee and poop 24/7 and is always cleaned within minutes.
-The Nurse came on the 7th day and gave me a shot! man! thatz what I called pain. This time I
cried so bad, I was expecting more food , but the amount seems to be the same!
-They also checked my hearing test , and looks like I passed.
-Dad plays some guitar for me , even though itz so boring, but I will just make a fake smile and makes him happy....just kiddin..!
I also got my Indian Passport. So I am a proud Indian now. My photograph was not that impressive.. So I am not going with that for any Visa Stamping.
Mom and dad pray every nite with me. One true happy moments.I can hear dad saying that " oh! my lord, i still have not told them...I have not emailed them.. "The news is about me comin to this world.But I know itz always there in his mind, but he is so busy these dayz , so somehow it slips. so don't think that he has forgotten , nothing like that , he still remember each one of you...
Well thatz all for now.. Looks like I am bit hungry now. well I am goin to cry... ;)
so until next...
take care and peace
Antonio.
Tony's first mail
This I wrote around 4 yrs back, when my first son was born.. Well my first attempt of C & P ;)
God bless the person who invented( or was it discovered accidently) Cut and Paste ;)
Here it goes..
Hi all
Well I don't know how many of you knows me , but I know almost all of you. Well I been hiding in an another world for last 9 months, and finally my pop and mom decided to take me out. But I use to listen to their conversation, and so I know all of you by names very well. Even I'd heard many of you from this another world.
Any way , With the help of some white dress 'ladies' , finally I came out on 10th July 2004, at 18.14 hrs. It was too bright when I came out and seeing all the people staring at me , so without any hesitation I just cried.. But strange enough hearing that my pop and mom were very happy and they were also crying. So I cried more. They too cried more. I cried again .. they too...
Man this is cool! imitating me or miming me! Well ! Shall I keep quite or not ? So I kept quiet ... they were smiling ... My mom was thanking jesus. My Pop too amd he was running around with his digital camera taking pix of mine.
I was like a VIP and I was enjoying every bit. Suddenly my pop came and cut this chord like thing from my body . It did'nt hurt!. They cleaned me as if I had a marathon.. I did'nt mind and I don't want to cry again and do the same drama. So I just kept quiet and was kept my eyes shut but my ears open. Suddenly this lady , 'so called Nurse' , took me and put me on a weigh scale. hmm! it read 2.97 kgs. Hmm..I was expecting less. well I think I had too much water last 9 months.
Nobody told me to diet ! So what can I do .. Well I had my new dress, the mid wife , Pauline was doing some kind of makeup to me, which I enjoyed!! She even a got of good smile which I enjoyed more! My dad too was enjoying the smile! ;) Well I did'nt tell my mom 'bout that!. So I was thinking .. what will they call me. Well maybe I will use a name starting with S ..
No ...maybe T. Suddenly I heard this so called 'Dad' saying , his name is Antonio. hey hey...!! Who is this guy to name me .. I can understand that he is taking pictures and helped me come out. But to name me. That is completely another issue !! Who gave him the Authority. And my mom also said yes his name is Antonio.
Now I need a DEMOCRATIC decision here. So I said .. No I want my name to be Mr.Z. No one was listening. I tried for couple of minutes... I was shouting "hey I am Mr.Z and call me Z".. Finally I gave up ! Well Antonio is not such a bad name. Well the meaning is 'Highly praiseworthy'. It came from a Roman clan name. In the 17th century, the spelling Anthony was associated with the Greek anthos meaning flower.
So I said myself , after all this is okay. I like this name. I am going to keep this. So now on all of u can call me Antonio. ( But dear all....I been listening to my dad amd mom all these months deciding a name for me.. I really liked that name. So this shouting and Mr.Z were just I was making a story to fool all of you ...) Any way lotz of people were coming and taking pix. For a moment I thought is this a hospital or a photo studio.
After couple of hours I was told to go to the place where my mom and dad are staying. Someone told itz also my home now. BUT ..BUT..! I am not going to pay the mortgage of a house which I have'nt seen! I don't mind giving it for free or allowing me to stay there for free... ;)
Well at home they were some other people welcoming us. I entered , again pictures.. Well this is too much for me. Now I have to react! Cry won't help much... because If I cry now all the people will also cry ... so I should do some other trick! I got it! I pooped! let me check what they are going to do now ! Are all of them going to poop or not!?!! But this was unbelievable for me !!! All were happy to see my poop.
My pop even took a picture of that. Well my pop and mom cleaned my ass. That thing called wipes was pretty cold and soft. I like that.. I need more of that.. So I will poop more!! Any way I heard Dad opening a champagne. Am I going to get a glass.. atleast a sip..maybe a drop.. how about smell.. Can I see the bottle? Nothing happened!! I went to the top floor and I saw this room of mine. But still " I am not going to pay the mortgage...ok.. " My mom took me to the bed and laid close to her body. Hmm.. I felt so good.
The best part so far ..... Well I think I got to sleep now.... It was a long day for all of us... So I just slept peacefully , thanking God. ok! That was my first day. Well every day there is something new for me. But I will write that some other day.
Well I am using my Dad's e-id. I just know his password, so hacking is not big deal! I heard my dad was telling someone the password is very complicated and hard to find. To be frank he just used my name and my date of coming as his new password.
Duh! Complicated!!! I will tell him how a password should be. "Take the logarithm of your date of birth and concatenate with last three words of your name gotcha?"
So don't get surprise when you get more mails from me through my Dad's e-id.
Peace Antonio
Origin and Meaning of First Name AntonioWhat is the ethnic origin?English
What does it mean?Variant of Anthony: Highly praiseworthy. From a Roman clan name.
In the 17th century, the spelling Anthony was associated with the Greek anthos meaning flower.
God bless the person who invented( or was it discovered accidently) Cut and Paste ;)
Here it goes..
Hi all
Well I don't know how many of you knows me , but I know almost all of you. Well I been hiding in an another world for last 9 months, and finally my pop and mom decided to take me out. But I use to listen to their conversation, and so I know all of you by names very well. Even I'd heard many of you from this another world.
Any way , With the help of some white dress 'ladies' , finally I came out on 10th July 2004, at 18.14 hrs. It was too bright when I came out and seeing all the people staring at me , so without any hesitation I just cried.. But strange enough hearing that my pop and mom were very happy and they were also crying. So I cried more. They too cried more. I cried again .. they too...
Man this is cool! imitating me or miming me! Well ! Shall I keep quite or not ? So I kept quiet ... they were smiling ... My mom was thanking jesus. My Pop too amd he was running around with his digital camera taking pix of mine.
I was like a VIP and I was enjoying every bit. Suddenly my pop came and cut this chord like thing from my body . It did'nt hurt!. They cleaned me as if I had a marathon.. I did'nt mind and I don't want to cry again and do the same drama. So I just kept quiet and was kept my eyes shut but my ears open. Suddenly this lady , 'so called Nurse' , took me and put me on a weigh scale. hmm! it read 2.97 kgs. Hmm..I was expecting less. well I think I had too much water last 9 months.
Nobody told me to diet ! So what can I do .. Well I had my new dress, the mid wife , Pauline was doing some kind of makeup to me, which I enjoyed!! She even a got of good smile which I enjoyed more! My dad too was enjoying the smile! ;) Well I did'nt tell my mom 'bout that!. So I was thinking .. what will they call me. Well maybe I will use a name starting with S ..
No ...maybe T. Suddenly I heard this so called 'Dad' saying , his name is Antonio. hey hey...!! Who is this guy to name me .. I can understand that he is taking pictures and helped me come out. But to name me. That is completely another issue !! Who gave him the Authority. And my mom also said yes his name is Antonio.
Now I need a DEMOCRATIC decision here. So I said .. No I want my name to be Mr.Z. No one was listening. I tried for couple of minutes... I was shouting "hey I am Mr.Z and call me Z".. Finally I gave up ! Well Antonio is not such a bad name. Well the meaning is 'Highly praiseworthy'. It came from a Roman clan name. In the 17th century, the spelling Anthony was associated with the Greek anthos meaning flower.
So I said myself , after all this is okay. I like this name. I am going to keep this. So now on all of u can call me Antonio. ( But dear all....I been listening to my dad amd mom all these months deciding a name for me.. I really liked that name. So this shouting and Mr.Z were just I was making a story to fool all of you ...) Any way lotz of people were coming and taking pix. For a moment I thought is this a hospital or a photo studio.
After couple of hours I was told to go to the place where my mom and dad are staying. Someone told itz also my home now. BUT ..BUT..! I am not going to pay the mortgage of a house which I have'nt seen! I don't mind giving it for free or allowing me to stay there for free... ;)
Well at home they were some other people welcoming us. I entered , again pictures.. Well this is too much for me. Now I have to react! Cry won't help much... because If I cry now all the people will also cry ... so I should do some other trick! I got it! I pooped! let me check what they are going to do now ! Are all of them going to poop or not!?!! But this was unbelievable for me !!! All were happy to see my poop.
My pop even took a picture of that. Well my pop and mom cleaned my ass. That thing called wipes was pretty cold and soft. I like that.. I need more of that.. So I will poop more!! Any way I heard Dad opening a champagne. Am I going to get a glass.. atleast a sip..maybe a drop.. how about smell.. Can I see the bottle? Nothing happened!! I went to the top floor and I saw this room of mine. But still " I am not going to pay the mortgage...ok.. " My mom took me to the bed and laid close to her body. Hmm.. I felt so good.
The best part so far ..... Well I think I got to sleep now.... It was a long day for all of us... So I just slept peacefully , thanking God. ok! That was my first day. Well every day there is something new for me. But I will write that some other day.
Well I am using my Dad's e-id. I just know his password, so hacking is not big deal! I heard my dad was telling someone the password is very complicated and hard to find. To be frank he just used my name and my date of coming as his new password.
Duh! Complicated!!! I will tell him how a password should be. "Take the logarithm of your date of birth and concatenate with last three words of your name gotcha?"
So don't get surprise when you get more mails from me through my Dad's e-id.
Peace Antonio
Origin and Meaning of First Name AntonioWhat is the ethnic origin?English
What does it mean?Variant of Anthony: Highly praiseworthy. From a Roman clan name.
In the 17th century, the spelling Anthony was associated with the Greek anthos meaning flower.
What to ...
What to write first... Can I say "let there be light " ..well itz been said long long time back!
Few years back when i browse thru any search engine( well larry was still rich then), the name blog was kinda anonymity for many.. But now blog is kind of weapon , mass media, u r space for free expression...
My friends were asking me, can't u blog ..I said why not? All i have to do is what , atleast a billionpeople do every day(other than gossiping)..The one and only cut and paste!
Yup! C&P.
Don't know what to put first.. well digged here and there , got few mails i wrote from my son's perspecive.so initial days are old news.. On a long run, will try for the latest.
maybe some poem i did when i am busy durin my work ;)
Don't show this to my exboss. Now he knows why the project took so looong ;)
ciao
Knobz
Few years back when i browse thru any search engine( well larry was still rich then), the name blog was kinda anonymity for many.. But now blog is kind of weapon , mass media, u r space for free expression...
My friends were asking me, can't u blog ..I said why not? All i have to do is what , atleast a billionpeople do every day(other than gossiping)..The one and only cut and paste!
Yup! C&P.
Don't know what to put first.. well digged here and there , got few mails i wrote from my son's perspecive.so initial days are old news.. On a long run, will try for the latest.
maybe some poem i did when i am busy durin my work ;)
Don't show this to my exboss. Now he knows why the project took so looong ;)
ciao
Knobz
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