Pin-Drop Silence

Rubber band fights in the back benches is nothing less than a war scene! You fold a piece of paper - fix it on the catapult (the rubber band, i mean) - aim the hell out of the person beside and shooot! The war is on! Well, I was at one such war and it was at its peek. I had found my target, Shoaib. He was sitting right in the front. The paper was fixed, pulled back the trigger and aimed right for a classic head shot inspired from excess Call of duty gaming. There was no way I could miss his head. And shoot! The bullet (the piece of paper) swifts its way towards his head and as it was on its way, Mr. Shoaib bends his head down. The bullet fired, continued its path and went straight to hit the blackboard where Saraswathi ma'am was writing. She was petrified and compared the piece of paper to nothing less than a freekin' shotgun shot. "None of y'all will have classes from now on, if you don't tell me who tried to KILL ME!" - I dint know she absolutely meant every bit of the 'KILL me' part until I held up all my courage and decided to confess. I went to the staff room and stood right in front of her and even before i uttered a word she said "Ayub! That shot would've killed me. Why'd somebody want to kill me Ayub?!"
I confessed and apologized anyway. But it was more like, convincing her to believe I wasn't trying to kill her than an apology.

There is a funny thing about meeting our teachers, they look the same, they talk the same and soon you realize the only thing changed is you. Even though, the previous sentence was inspired from a quote in the movie The Curious case of Benjamin Button, it’s a fact that they are idols that never change and have seen us go through tremendous change right from the Kindergarten. Teacher’s day being celebrated the week past and watching people express their gratitude and love towards the teachers who guided them all their life by updating one's status and tweets; even I was taken aback to my school and college days and my precious days and experiences with my teachers.

This time I have a bunch of classic episodes my friends and I've had with our teachers... And this can’t be told in a better format than the one below.

“Respected Principal, vice-principal, teachers and my dear friends! Today I’m standing before you to talk on the topic...” and it just goes on the epic format for all speeches for a lifetime.

We all know teachers were always two faced! Yeah, i just called them all two faced. The way they are in class and the entirely new person they pretend to be in front of our parents - let it be PTA meetings or a function at school when parents are invited. At one such function at school, Mr. Singh, the fit and handsome physical education tutor was on a roll with the usual conduct. "Attention! Stand-at-ease! Attention! Stand-at-ease! “And the whole school followed the routine. Out of the blue he stops and says, "Schooooooll! Eaasy!".”Woah! What the fuck is that?” wondered all. "Never heard him say that, ever!” None of the students would move even by a bit unless they know what "Eassyy" is. Meanwhile, Singh kept shouting out "Schooooollll Eaasssyy!!" The whole school started murmuring to the awkward situation and he finally gave up and said "Students, please sit down!!”

Ever since then he came to class and explained to us what school easy is supposed to mean. 

Well, that was while I was just a 4^th grader. Earlier to that a friend of mine, Mathew, who is an engineer and one of my childhood friends had a kickass day at school. We were all young (pretty uncertain of the class we were in) But yeah! We were all really young. The teacher walks into a very messed up, noisy class and shuts them all up. You know how she does that, we all know. “Is this a fish market or what!?” “I want pin-drop silence!” (The Epic comparison of classroom to a Fish market and the legendary adjective for silence just lived on and passed from one teacher to the other since generations). Once she shut them all up and promised to take us to Audio/Visual room to watch cartoons if we stayed in the PIN-DROP silence state. Maintaining the silence for like 10-15 minutes she asked “Who doesn't want to watch cartoons?” Ha! Who would ever not want to watch cartoon. Sensing ma’am is in a bad mood, Mathew thought she would be impressed by the kid who doesn't want to watch cartoon! A lil’ did he know he was committing the biggest mistake of his life! :D :D Coz he was taken to the AV room along with all of us and asked to squat right in front of the huge television holding his ears and his head lowered down for the rest of the session while others watched cartoons on the TV. Every time we laugh at a funny scene Mathew would want to watch TV and every time he lifts his head up, gets a smack right on the head by the teacher. Don’t want to watch TV? Anyone?

I’ve had some of the best chemistry teachers ever. They were all muddled in their own way but understanding, fun and a massive reservoir of knowledge. Mr. Samuels was my chemistry tutor back then in eighth grade. One of the classes, he borrowed the text-book from one of the students, while teaching, coz he had forgotten to bring his own. By the end of the hour he had to return the text back to the student. He turns to the front page of the text to find the name of the owner of the book and called out “R.C Mukherjee!” and waited for somebody to respond. Obviously, no one did. Meanwhile, he kept calling out the name and yet, none responds. 'Coz R.C Mukherjee is the Author of the text-book!"  :D :D

Admit it! We were all kicked out of the class at-least once in our school life. And isn't just one way to get kicked out of the class. There are numerous ways for that. One of the grand ways to get kicked out is when you do something while your chemistry ma’am is dictating a chemical equation. She sounded like this.

CaCO3 + CO (burns without air) -> CaOVishnugetoutoftheclass + CO2 

Even though I started off writing the post generally about teachers, the only teachers who rushed in to my mind were the teachers from the school. We literally lived with them and we were as close to them as we were to our parents. Undeniably has a major hand in molding what we are today. And I want to let you people know that we treasure every single moment spent with you people. And you should also know,

When a boy talks to a girl, or a girl talks to a boy, they aren't dating, instead, they're just talking!!

Disclaimer: I've tried my best to describe the episodes in my words. If they weren't funny enough, the usual excuse, “They are all Situation-al jokes!” 

Soft, Smooth and Silent- Pure Bliss

Imagine you found the most beautiful person on earth. (From a guy's POV), she’s extremely desirable and easily the most amazing thing ever happened to you. Imagine you are on a classy Black-tie date with that person you always wanted to be with. IMAGINE! The elegant lady in a bright red outfit, beautifully done hair and make-up flaunting a sparkling piece of jewellery laced round the neck. Well, I repeat, IMAGINE! The luxurious dinner followed by sipping expensive champagne and later on you choose to dance to a romantic tune. You hold her tight in your arms and spin her around and that was it, the moment of a lifetime. Looking deep into her eyes and right when you were about to speak your heart out, you smell something strong, pungent, decomposed and extremely disgust. You know for sure what it smelled like, it smelled like FART! Also, you know it wasn’t you! :-D (Yeah, did that just shatter your clear stream of lovely imagination into pieces?) Yeah, what you guessed is right. The topic is Flatulence or the passing of intestinal gases via. Anus, or simply, Fart ( Hell yeah! I had to search that definition out from Wikipedia). Few, real life, awkward moments when the gases escaped out of arses, at inappropriate times and places.

All your friends are sitting around the table and you're speaking to one of them and putting across a serious point, without a flicker on the face the friend of yours lifts one of his butt cheeks and drops it back... That’s the #1 in the list, its smooth, soft, silent, pure bliss. And the expression on his face like, nothing in the world has changed. The whole table is blessed with the ultimate warm fragrance. This can be a spoiler at various situations. Ayub, a close friend of mine- extreme foodie-Eats literally anything. Yeah! Likewise, his farts are so bad; people can guess what he had for his previous meal! He adds on to the irritation factor when he pretends to smell his own fart, look at us and say, “Ooh! The aroma, the texture, the profound nature of it all, this is shear art of genius encapsulated in a gaseous form!”. Well, that’s usually followed by,” You Nasty F*ck! Your insides must be rotting and deteriorating to produce a foul smell like that! What the hell do you eat!?”

The other day, This super hot senior female at college, she finally sat close to me at the exam hall. No, I wouldn't write the exam, instead stare at the amazing piece of beauty right beside. Just then I hear a soft sound. Sound similar to that of gush of air blown out of the balloon. It sounded funny, but, it couldn't be her. Oh god please! Not her! The very next moment she shakes the bench there and makes noise out of it (Probably to shadow the sound of her fart, unfortunately I must say, COMPLETELY MIS-TIMED!). Well, ever since, whenever I look at her it’s just her fart that rushes to my mind. – Sorry if I’m being rude, but, I'm working on controlling the thought flow into my mind!

That’s enough of it with the human gas of disgust. Well, few friends of mine – group of gorgeous looking girls had been to an estate to spend the evening and chill after a long week of never ending project submissions and seminars. Sitting on and around few benches provided for the visitors there, the view of the cattle grazing and sprinklers spraying water and the rich prosperous greenery was a perfect solution to melt down all the stress of the busy week past. “We ‘all were listening to Addy’s hilarious stories and having a good time. That’s when we heard this bizarre sound from the lawn where the grazing cows were. It sounded like normal humane burp (more like a amplified version of a burp, extremely loud!). All of a sudden, it felt like we were at the Pearl Harbour and the Japanese attacked us with some intense, warm, extremely intoxicating, pungent odour. The stink reached one-by-one to each one of us, in seconds and it felt like the air brigade of the Animal Flatulence was hunting us down one after the other. The odour finally reached Addy who was super excited-ly explaining her hilarious episode. Nobody spoke a word to one another; all went on “Mission Aborted!” mode and raced away to safety from the Japs!” – explains Aileen, one of the gorgeous girls in the group who was kind enough to give us an explanation on the role of Fauna under the title Farts! And the spontaneously funny, Addy added, “You think life was hard? Survive a Cow fart!”  :D

Well, to conclude with, I’d like to say that, if the female farts and you felt disgusted, then leave her for the good, because you never really loved her. But, if you still like her or you finally get so comfortable with a girl that you can fart freely when she’s around, MARRY HER! 

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Breaking Fasts and Hearts - This Ramzan

"Allahu Akbar... " The Azan is called out and for the next few minutes, you completely forget about the world- It’s just you, the delicacies and your extreme urge to fulfil your temptation you've been controlling since morn. Having lived my teen ages in the Middle East, Ramzan, the holy month for the Muslims, has been certainly a lil' more significant than the rest of the year. To start off with, school hours began late and every class had reduced timing. You get back home from school, wake up after a power nap, hang out with friends and its already time for ifthar. The good deeds, good thoughts, certainly the food, from every angle, Ramzan is simply 30 bright days. And they are talked about day in day out, on all the 30 days. The much talked about and corny Ramzan cookery Shows on TV and the show where the Imam covers the entire screen and talks about the good deeds to be done during the holy month. Leaving the tried, tested and tired topic behind Here I shall talk about the infamous episodes of people breaking their fasts before Ifthar.

They say, Ramzan : the times when you know your desires and learn to keep 'em under control. It was just 20 minutes away from the Azan but, you had already reached a point where you can’t stand your hunger anymore and you buy a pack of Sohar Chips and a can of Coke. Holding them in your hands, you see everything around you asking you not to have it, except for your tummy. And you keep telling yourself, “It’s just 20 minutes away!". But no! The 15 year old me, won’t fight out anymore minutes. He pops in the chips and gulps the fizzy drink right in! You know how much the memory of such an episode would be regret forever. Wasn't for me. 'coz here, 20 minutes away from Azan, mine wasn't the only tummy craving for the pack of chips and can of coke. It just turned out to be one of those stupid things I did with Omar during high school days.
Ramzan : Times when you know your desires and learn to keep 'em under control. You LEARN to keep 'em under control. You aren't born experts, you fail many at times before becoming the super-cool, non-fast-breaking, Sunni you are today.

Saif and Ajmal went up to B'lore during Ramzan, the last year. They had some serious work up there and Saif wasn't fasting the particular day, while the other one was. They finished their so called - Serious work out there and went to the mall to chill. They participated on a road show where they were supposed to compete as a team and the two were winning. They finally completed second and received two King-Sized Dairy Milk Silk, one for each. Ajmal, the non fasting dude, licked every bit of his Chocolate bar and asked Saif to hand him over his. "There was chocolate all over his face and you know I hadn't felt Silk lately. I stopped for a moment and thought to himself, I'm so freekin' hungry and can eat a hell lot right now; moreover, if I don't have my chocolate bar right now, this douche bag is going to have it. Not letting that happen! I've got to break it!”  The couple later hit the Restaurant and ordered food for a life-time and ended up wasting more than half of it.
Ramzan : Time when you are tempted to eat up a whole bull, but, you just can’t.


Tarek, a friend of ours shared his epic incident with us. The temperature on that day was unbearable, and all he wished for was a glass of water! He goes to his girlfriend's house after school, where she offered him water, but he refused to drink, because "I'm a 'good' Muslim", he said.
Yeah!
5 minutes later, there he was.. Hogging 3 bowls of custard pudding, prepared by the lady love. "And it was not because I wanted to break my fast... I just didn't want to break her heart!” That! That is true lover’s Quote.
Even though all these stories were so much fun and entertaining when thought about later, they all said with no second thought. "It could have been avoided!"

Disclaimer : This is to notify that We aren't responsible for Anybody breaking their fasts, after reading this post. Any such events would be dealt between yourself and God. Thank you. But yeah, at the end of the day,

"... it wasn't coz i wanted to break the fast, but, I just didn't want to break her heart!" :-D

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Two Roads Diverged into The Yellow Woods, But both were screwed up!

"Eric is free, so is Wazeer and Karthik. I've asked them to convince Joanne and Rihanna to come. C'mon man! Try to hang in. Its gonna be ultimate! All of us, spending a weekend at Goa!" "Aah! Sounds amazing. But, i have an assignment to submit on the following Monday. Lemme see what i can do. Surely not missing out on this man!". You haven't even talked to Wazeer or Karthik yet you have convinced Dennis to the list for the so called Ultimate Road-trip. We'all have been to at least one such trip with the best friends. Logically, a successful road-trip with them is like getting pregnant. Only we know how many times this heavily planned trip has flopped before the successful one. If you know what i mean.
The awesome road trips are familiar topics which would be talked about for the rest of your lives. Best friends, exotic location and a relaxed mind is always the perfect blend for an amazing weekend. Filling in the bags with best tee shirts you own and all the other cool stuffs, booking the tickets and rooms, submitting work early, arranging enough cash and updating the "Bags packed, destination Goa!" status up on Facebook - the usual ritual. We'all know how awesome those days are and the trip, even better. We've heard about it a million times and all are bored out off their minds listening to it. Whats more interesting is the Heavily planned trip Screw ups! Here is a compilation of the worst screw ups of master-planned trips.

- "We planned everything precisely. 20th is my last exam of the semester. And we were going on 26th. The place of stay, time to be spent at each place. And booked a car for rent. Would come back on 31st." is what Ayman planned his trip with friends to Mumbai. Well, to his surprise, Mr. Ajmal Kasab and friends had a clean 'Grand Theft Auto in real life' session in Mumbai on the very day they were to leave. "Hanging him to death was too nice! I had suggested better ways to kill him", he said.

- Dennis was to meet up with his childhood buddies Eric and Athef last summer at perfect Summer vacation destination - Goa. He was excited that he couldn't sleep that night. The train was at 6 in the morn, and he awake all night. And he woke to know that it was 11 am. Over-excited screw up! Expecting Dennis and Athef, Eric had set off for Goa a day earlier. Hearing that Dennis missed his train, Athef backed out and Eric had the time of his life stranded at Madgaon Railway station! He left back for home in the very next train, that was after 17 hours. Master-plan Suck up! However, they met up this year and celebrated the two years together. They call it their 'Combo Vacation'!

- So,These trips dint happen. Suzan said Tanya's wedding, Tanya said Suzan's tying the knot and Pratik's and Rahul's career guidance classes. Yeah! Out-of-the-blue excuses and MAY was supposed to be the ultimate month for the gang. We'all know its worse when we go on a heavily planned trip and it ending up being a bad dream for life! So the trio after much tantrums and disagreement decided upon a 2 day Pondicherry (now there’s a surprise). And weren't our friends all prepared!! - From toothbrush and jemmies, they had everything charted out ,specially with a guide our smart friend Pratik picked out right off a shady site(Indian equivalent of craigslist). Yeah, he does sound like Alan Garner (Hangover-movie Fame). Handing over their saved up money to ensure extreme thrills to the shady Anglo guide in there was easy. Now, What could ever go wrong? Getting stuck at a hotel with barely 500 bucks and having no Freekin' clue 'bout what the hell to do. The “holistic hocus- pocus” guide had ditched them and vanished with their cash. Using what little cash and brain they had, they made it to the train station where they sold every not-so-valuable things they had to find some penny to find their way back. Bad dream? Hell Yeah!

- The super active gang who figured out an instant plan for a super cool road trip and set off for it right away. All set, have all the essentials packed in the car, Sarah and fellas left for a near by hill station. Oh wait! They found an interesting Bar on the way. Instant change of plans - Hit the bar! And then you should assume what happened, 'coz they have no idea what happened later on. Alcohol, one easy solution to all your 'I haven't sucked up a road trip!' problem.

And here, I certainly am not thinking of ending the blog Entry saying, " Oh Screwed up Road-trips! You make the successful Road-trip look nice!".

Screwed-up Road-trips, are bad! There isn't no BRIGHT way to look at it!

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So you think you can Write?

"I woke up and i saw the fan turning and my mom was screaming out of her voice downstairs to wake me up. And i realized, It was all Just a dream!!". Dude, seriously? You write some romantic tragedy or a fairy tale fantasy and in the end, neither does she die, nor were the elves real and It was all just a dream!! I was as young as 4 to 5 years old since I've been listening to, and reading stories like these. What people write :  Usually they start off with the type of writing which involves the so called "solving the mysteries of journey called life". Very sophisticated stuff I tell you. Everyone would have tried their part in this kinda writing. You write it and read it a couple of times and input all aspects of your thoughts into it. You'll literally love the stuff. Now, you walk behind them asking your friends to read 'em. The baffled friends (whom you are ridiculously torturing right now) would get nothing out off it and you sit along explaining the depth of each and every phrase in it. Its embarasing but, you dont care. You feel content for letting out all the philosophy you've piled in yourself for years on to the papers.
 There are few i would love to share. The ones which my friends wrote about.
 Dennis, he wrote about the ever famous topic 'What if there was another earth!'. Planets, universe and a hell lot of aliens were always in vogue while we were in high school. Every english essay question was about 'A UFO went past by your house last night. Write a brief diary entry on what you experienced'. English exams always made us think and express on views that involved things we havent seen. 'Letter to the pen friend explaining your Holi celebration'. We'all know Its a fact that none of us actually had a pen friend whom we would talk about our Holi celebrations to. Tanya's was even better. She dint wanna be grammatically wrong and chose to write a poem. As she was writing it she kept making intentional mistakes in it. "It wouldnt look like a poem after all if the grammar is proper", she said. I back her on that. Poems never were written in good english. Why dont they just write poems with good grammar? Talking of which, i realized Karthik who wrote a poem with the help of a dictionary. His poem was more like an Alliteration overdose! Opens the dictionary to the letter S - section, and writes a few lines overloaded with words with S. And then continued the same with few other letters. To be honest, that was the most ridiculous stuff i'd read in my whole life. Eric wrote about how much he loved his mom and hated his brother. That was always there. Showering love and hatred to parents. Its not that fun to read but, it is the world's best piece of literature for the parents. "Beta! Come here. Read out what you wrote about mom to Shantanu Uncle! Aloud! ". Indian Parents, i tell you.
 Over coffee, meeting up with all my friends talking about things we started writing with. I dont really remember what i started writing about. Asked mom about it and she lets me know that there were few old books of mine up stairs. Opened them up. Old note books, assignments and stuffs. Searched for English Vacation Assignment. Story writing assignment. Colourful paper! Nice!
 This is how it went.. Started off with the fantasy land stuff, room filled with Milkybar and the chocolate factory. How much i love my parents for it. And in the end, " "I woke up and i saw the fan turning and my mom was screaming out of her voice downstairs to wake me up. And i realized, It was all Just a dream!!"
 THE END!

Mama's Day !

Would like to start the entry with a famous memester quote that says, "Nothing is really lost until mom cant find it!". That! That, my friend, is the fact of the century. It is amazing how she takes care of you no matter how old you get. And to be honest, you are much a better person than you actually are when seen through her eyes. You're smarter, you're better, you're more trustworthy, you're infact the most handsome man or the most beautiful female on the planet for her.

She has seen you since the time you were licking and puking in her hands as an infant to the annoying kid who drops his shorts down and runs to the loo to take a crap and call out "Mom!! Kakka Over!!" (In extreme cases you've shat all over on your way running to the loo.). She has seen it all. She has loved you with all she had and seen the dumbest you can get. Oh okie! You think you were smart kid and you haven't done anything stupid, eh? Yeah right! Go ask your mom she might let you know what a smart ass you were to have swallowed the naphthalene balls thinking they were mentos and testing how sharp the scissors were by cutting yourself. C'mon! You were the one who believed doctors cut out your mom's stomach when your sibling was born!

Since she's seen it all, you better be aware of who you messing with when you laugh at her sweet and simple funny Mother's day special moments compiled below.

#1 : Remember Tanya!? Her mom saw her watching Game of Thrones and thought it was porn. She yelled in the beginning and ended up giving her advice on sex!  She was in trouble but the person in deeper shit was her brother when she said "He downloaded 'em for me!"
Woah! Woah! Woah! What the hell is going on in the house?

#2 : Eric's mom ran up to him saying," There is a lady wearing bikini on my Facebook wall! Remove it for me!". He removed the bikini-wearing-ad-post off her wall and she told him about how confusing it is for her to use Facebook. "Never using it again!", she said.
"Eric! I got 14 LIKEs on my profile picture!" , the very next week.

#3 : For few of them mothers are still a source of terror. In Wazeer's case, she very much is. So much that Eric and i were talking about a rumor that Wazeer eloped with this girl and he wasn't around for few days. The two of us burst out laughing saying, "Yeah right! Wazeer's mom would have choke- slammed him like the Undertaker and would've broken his bones into pieces if he'd even thought of it!".

#4 : Mothers and technology don't go hand in hand. My mom called me up and said, "Beta, I want to send you a picture. My Bluetooth is on, but I cant see your device. Please turn on your Bluetooth." My mom was in Oman, I was in India....

#5: Where Hrithik or any other A-graded superstar is hit and smashed his consciousness out by the bad guys. He wakes up a bit and says "Maa! Mujhe shakthi dho!". There you go! There is a Rush of adrenaline and power through his body and he gets himself up and smashes the hell out off the bad guys.

Talking about Bollywood and mothers we cant forget the epic piece of classic Hindi dialogue. Sensational enough that when two of you are waiting for someone .. And one of them asks "Kahan hai woh? Is he gonna come at all?"
Like Rakhee in Karan-Arjun, you reply," Aayega! Aayega! Mera Karan Arjun Aayega!".

No matter how funny or crazy she gets, mothers are the perfect synonym for love and affection in the world.
Personification of care and she defines happiness, support and all the other good words.
For all the mothers in the world and to all the mothers-to-be this year, Happy Mothers day! You people make the world a better place to live.

Set to Sail, Aye Pirates!

Aah! The blog is finally up. And you might just think, It aint no biggy! Make and account and register a blog id and you have it. Looking at it that way, the 22 year old hasn't really earned anything to go all " Aah! The blog is finally up!" or give away a sigh of relief. Every Ramesh and Suresh has a blog. And why? May be because they find it a lil' more expressive than a 140 characters limited tweet and not too large of a venture of launching a book.
How different can your blog be? That's the first thought that would pop up on everybody's mind who relates themselves with a blog - both the readers and the owners. And above all of it, the Name! They might ask, whats in a name? Well, The Name is an interesting element. Let it be a blog or a brand or a person. A Name should do its part; not a lot it can do in many cases though. But most of the cases the name serves to be something that invites the initial supposedly good thoughts about the commodity.
Names can also be catchy if it comes with a WTF factor to it. Because, if you look around. We live in a world where the search engine is called 'Yahoo!' .. The operating system is named 'Windows' and cellphones are one of those fruits. Yeah right! Cellphones what comes to my head first when someone asks me if i want an apple. (What not? We have Lemon mobile phones here in India). So have you given a thought to what they wouldve been thinking while they named these. Umm, Yahoo! Yahoo! Could be an exclamation or a sound of joy with which the chap jumps up when he finds what he has been searching for on the web. While, Windows are your way to connect to a different place from another. Well, doors do too, but here, lets keep that aside and try to find a justification to name the OS Windows. So yeah! Windows is an OS that helps you connect to different types of applications. And hence proved, Windows is Justified! On the other hand, you could stand upside down or paint it green and call it a pickle still wouldnt get a reason effective enough to justify what an apple or berry has to has to do on your ears.
There are other bizarre examples around us too. Especially here in India, the Black smith close to Eric's place who named his workshop 'Metallica' or the internet cafe at RS Puram named 'Coffee Day'.
Well, the name here is CaptainBlogSparrow. Seriously? Do you really think I would give you a reason behind naming the blog so? After all, i would ask, so whats in a name!?
Now, you have a blog, you have a name for it, and you have expressed what you thought while naming it. "Aah! The blog is finally up!" yet? Hell no! Well, the name certainly isnt good enough to win he world for you. You hear a name Balotelli or Volkswagen Jetta (two of those names which i feel sounds different or standing out in fact). Next thing you wanna know is how Balotelli or Volkswagen Jetta looks like. Captainblogsparrow is just a normal looking page , with no extra effects and dramatic themes to highlight the text. Wait , that sounds too normal and boring for a page that's named "Captainblogsparrow"! Yup , the black and purple background actually has some significance. Last night I was up on my balcony stargazing, and in the vast space that is our universe, all I could see was Darkness. In fact more than 90% of our universe is Dark!I was intrigued by the darkness and that's when I decided to make the theme of the page Darkish. Why purple you ask? Its common knowledge that Purple is used to signify magic and mystery but that's not what it signifies here. On this page , the purple signifies.. Nothing really , it just looked good and went well with the black background so I chose it !

Finally, you have the name, the looks and is it yet time to "Aah! The blog is finally up"?! Umm, its still a no! You would know how good 'RayBan Aviators' look or how beautiful Cameroon Diaz is. That isn't just enough. You would wanna know how good the RayBan shades look on you or wait for the Diaz chick to talk to see if shes any good above the name and looks, to know if you really wanna come back for more of her. Likewise, the blog needs to talk. The blog has started talking and i hope you'll come back for more. Looking forward to make it large.
So hell yeah! The blog is finally up! Every once in a while , we have those FML days , where we don't wanna wake up , everything is screwed up, everybody sucks and you just wanna justify ripping someone's head off! Well , if you are having one of those days , Captainblogsparrow to the rescue!

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