701

April 9, 2009 § 17 Comments

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Yup this post is my 701st in the blogosphere πŸ™‚

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A fairy tale

March 27, 2009 § 14 Comments

In my dreams I do believe,
One day I will achieve.

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Fairy tales begin with ‘once upon a time’ and so does this one. Once upon a time, in a world far far away Β from ‘reality’ there was a little boy in a big city. He dreamed of reaching the stars which he saw and thought that if he could keep improving his paper plane design, he could build a craft and finally go and see the stars closer.

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He was a good old chatterbox,non-stop super-senseΒ Β if not to others ,to himself. But what was more shocking was the way he could observe people and things. Though people around made fun of Β him,he loved the stars and told himself, he would go up away from this world and see them some day , some how. But at that he didn’t know one thing-that when people decide your dream is ridiculous they try to make sure you can never reach it.

And so the time came when the kid entered first standard and the bright lad, now hated school,because the teachers some how didn’t like him.The smart boy he had been in kindergarten was now gone. He realized he liked a certain girl ,who was popular,got good marks and whom everyone wanted to talk to-things he wasn’t. Oh! he and marks – Some how,they never seemed to matter to him,yet they seemed to give people a reason to say why he can’t go to the ‘space’ and visit the universe ,he wasn’t getting enough marks!

But that didn’t stop him,he was a determined kid.In his mind,he could see himself peeping out of the window at the stars and enjoying the serene silence. Where ever he thought of that,he felt on top of that world,below him called earth,how those people tried to tell him he can’t fly,but he was little bird wasn’t he?Β 

In his dreams ,he achieved plenty more. He lead a life,away from the reality. And as life would have it,he was never popular in school, though he wished he was , but that gave him plenty of time,to live in his own little world of ideas and ideals. But his marks saw a bit of daylight and slowly started going up for a while.

By the time he entered his teens,he still thought of his stars but he now understood,what the world would do-he was old enough to understand people and their ways. So one day he sat and told himself,no matter what life throws at him,he would get there.

But within a while,all changed and his dreams seemed to have gone away.Someone seemed to have stamped the little paper plane -he hated it,he never was a earthling,earth was meant for creatures who wanted safety,not for heroes like him.Then suddenly,a thread stuck from the sky and he started to climb towards the stars. One the way up,he knocked on God’s door and give him his best smile.

But suddenly everything came crashing,some human was pulling him down, this shouldn’t happen,to the little boy,the young man told himself Β , would this be the end of the road for his dream. Then something struck him, there is another path, to his dream,not one of climbing up a thread, but one which he had to discover and on the way he would learn more about humans and the way they act . He told himself that he would make it , he felt the warmth of the dreams .

During the day,he observed the race he was left in and tried to figure out why people were people and why they might be so. Then they called him a idealist. He hated it as much as he hated the way people behaved. But he knew,if he ever was going to go to the stars, he needed to tell these people , it was they who showed him , his ideas and ideals , they who showed him how to build a paper plane and it was they who crushed it and pulled the ropes. This was not helplessness . If he wanted he knew, there were other ways, there were people , who would love to have him(or so he believed) but he despised helplessness , if not this, than that , the stars kept calling.Β 

Year after year,he tried; Then one night,he wept,the man did weep, he wanted his little paper plane , so he took a paper and made such a plane and as things would have it,in the plane he saw what he had missed , he knew that all the while he had made the choices towards love ,he knew that got him here. But he also knew, in the heart of every child,there lives a star and if you remain that kid,no one can steal the dream in your head. So he lay dreaming…..Yup, this was the path of love…

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A fairy tale should have a good or a positive ending , Β will this Β end is such a way? I leave it you to write what happens to the young man…

49-0,Chinese double sim and unity in diversity(cartoons)

March 17, 2009 § 9 Comments

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happy holi!

March 10, 2009 § 17 Comments

Happy Holi everyone! happy-holi

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P.S:- See this post by Reema

drunken 2.0 addict,board exams,womens day sales and how not to(cartoons)

March 9, 2009 § 13 Comments

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The smiley tag

March 4, 2009 § 28 Comments

πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

So,this is it.This is my very own tag…after all I am the smileyananda..er…smiley man πŸ˜€

The objective:- To make people smile.When you saw the smiles above ,I am sure you started smiling too.That is the whole idea of this tag,to make others smile/laugh. I don’t need to tell you all about the good effects of a smile,but a smile always helps you get out of lows and makes you feel great.So this tag shall spread the smile,in all the blogs.At least this way for once all the blogs shall be smiling and looking bright and happy at the same time.Let us for one post forget all the nonsense in the world and just spread the smile.

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On my face I have a smile,
IT is a sign of the joy of being alive.
A smile upon my face,
And at it you gaze
and now you have it on your face.

This happiness is life,
Forever we can smile,
Never let sadness become ripe,
Put a smile upon your face,
And grace through the days,
Gloom is all haste and waste,
Never let the smile run away,
Today is happiness’ day.

On my face I have a smile,
IT is a sign of the joy of being alive.
A smile upon my face,
And at it you gaze
and now you have it on your face.

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So all you have to do is post some funny pics/write something which will make people smile and/or laugh. And ya you have to begin the post with a line of smileys like how I have done πŸ˜€Β 

So before I do my post,let me tag :-

Reema(yes mam,I will study!)

Chirag( looking for some nice smileys πŸ˜€ )Β 

Solilo ( a humorous soliloquay? )Β 

Nimmy(someone provoke us to smile now πŸ˜€ )

Apar( give us a ROFL in the headtrip!)

Nita( A research on smileys/smile? )Β 

Sakhi( A funny story?)Β 

Destination Infinity( Infinite laughter maybe?)Β 

Anshul(better do a cartoon πŸ˜€ )Β 

Dinesh( ya 18000 RPM please)Β 

IndyeahΒ (yeah!)

Kritajnya( go sis!)

-Anyone else who wants to do this.

Well all those of you who are tagged,pass this on(that is why I am stopping with 12 people).

Anyway to my post…



oh come on I leave it to Calvin..
sense-of-humor-laughing-at-absurdity

Anyway spread the smile πŸ™‚ And my school moto

“KEEP SMILING”

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sketches…

February 24, 2009 § 19 Comments

So I managed to do a few sketches,they of course help me cool and relax between all the madness of not studying( ya joking,I am so bugged of people asking me,how are you studying,blah blah,that the second anyone asks that question,I start screaming like an American actress..).
Of course,I still don’t have a camera(March 21st ,march 21st!) but this time I guess the pics are better as managed to have enough sunlight while taking the photos( mobile cameras without flash work damn well in natural light,they suck otherwise)..So here goes…

This one was actually done in school,a while back…I think it was English or economics and was doodling while trying to go to sleep stay awake…

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The next 5 are pretty recent …

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I don’t like the last one that much,but still decided to put here,it was alright till I went slightly over board…my fav is the last but second one,I don’t usually do that much detailing but decided to try something different…

And well I found another old one,not exactly compete,but still….

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Again please forgive the poor photo quality πŸ˜› What do you think,I have improved? And which one do you think is the pick of the lot?

P.S: See this linkΒ ,I have decided to set shop πŸ˜› Once my boards are over,I intend to scan my sketches(the ones which look good) and use them there,for now,just went with my photoshop images and a couple of photos(don’t have time to work on it πŸ˜› )

queen of cards,chelsea manager,orange-green and thinking cap-cartoons

February 10, 2009 § 14 Comments

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Don’t these two colours look good together?

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violent enlightenment,peace for sale and the cartoonist(cartoons)

February 2, 2009 § 14 Comments

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P.S:-The last one is in response to this πŸ˜‰Β 

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Bribery-you need to even if you don’t have a blackberry

January 5, 2009 § 14 Comments

A sudden humourous has struck me.I suddenly seem to have got the bubble blowing bubby tumor.It can’t get any worse than telling a science group student,a few minutes before their physics exam,”stop studying about current,you may get a shock.” Well why not make most of what you have?Complaining is not going to get me the publicity-no interviews on headlines today or for that matter even on IBN-LIVE.

As I inch towards my 650 posts mark,one of the topics which my cartoons haven’t embraced yet,has struck me.Of course,being a extermly “good” person and since I welcome a lot of bad humour from people around me during exams,as I act like an pucca shaib from the times when a peon managed to have fun in our country( Ya I mean Clive,Robert Clive) and not allow them to copy from me,corruption is bad water,more worse than water from any of the colourful rivers in our country.Whether everyone in the country can afford a Blackberry or not,it is essential to be able to afford bribery.

Wonderful,no one can ever destory corruption or bribery,as long as people want to fulfill their wants without doing any work.From the watchmen in hotels to the top people in government offices,everyone wants onething-more money.And all the while,we all claim to be a very religiously sensitive country.I do wonder when a godman named Corruption Baba is going to appear.Why do it under the table,as they call it?No justification,as we say in Tamil,anyway “Namamthan podapuran”(anyway they are going to cheat us,er..namam is the U shaped thing which we brahmins wear on our forehead,don’t know whats it called in English).

So before this post becomes longer than a Saree from one of the silk centers in our country(lest,I inspire them to kill more worms),let us get to the cartoons..

Inspiration from this post at Nita’s blog.

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