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Around the world, more and more women are taking up men’s work. They are doctors, bankers, artists, cabbies, criminals and even heads of states. They write books, make movies, build corporations, edit newspapers and cheat people. And they do it very well. I dream of a day when we men will have nothing to do but lie in bed till twelve, read sheldonish novels, have nice 4 pm ...

With this clarification, also a sort of an apology from blogger, this post no longer represents reality and may be purged soon. *** The blogosphere is a wonderful place. Amateur or professional, young or old, fat or thin, short or tall, we all felt welcome in here. We spread love without bounds with our links and comments, backlinks and pings. It was all very beautiful, until blogspot decided ...

A Hyper-cool birthday gift from Amrit Vatsa. Albeit, six months too late. For more and better shitoons, visit vatsap. I interviewed Amrit for Being a Blogger and he tells me how his blog helped him land dates, jobs and more.

After watching this video, I whole-heartedly support Chennai Superstars in the ICL T20 tournament! Three Cheers to Chennai! JuJube!

Google, in it’s various forms has taken over a large portion of my life and the internet. I try to list what google should do to completely take over my life. If the rumors of a GPhone are true, it needs to be good enough for me to discard the super-sexy Nokia N95 8GB. A simple one. Make me a web browser. Provide free Wireless internet and/or telephony. Don’t let Orkut ...

An attempt at continuing from where I stopped in the earlier post. The Hitchhiker’s Guide to IIT-Madras. Part-1 Demographics The entrenched population was estimated at over 10,000 in 2003 while the total population is now estimated at over 14,000. Culturally, the institute is evenly divided between Telugus and the others which includes a visible population of the pale skinned. Telugu is the regional language of the institute, English the official ...

I saw a piece of junk mail stuck to the door handle. I carried the envelope away from the front door and held it above the waste paper basket. I opened my hand, thereby allowing it to freely fall into the basket.

I love myself; I want you to love me. When I feel down; I want you above me. I search myself; I want you to find me. I forget myself; I want you to remind me.I don’t want anybody else. When I think about you I touch myself. Ooh I don’t want anybody else. Oh no, oh no, oh no.

The light in my room was on. I decided that I didn't need the light on any longer. I pressed the light switch thereby turning off the light.

"Almost Single", Advaita Kala, HarperCollins India Original, Rs. 195 A lot of people believe they have a book in them. Many dream of writing it. Some do it. A few jump in too soon. Almost Single is the story of a 29 year old fat woman, a smoker with an alcohol problem and gay friends. The cheesy tale begins with a desperate spinster and ends with her landing a well ...