Kathiravanology

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Kathiravanology — Thu, 17 Mar 2011 03:46:16 +0000

www.smashedbuttons.wordpress.com

I dream

Kathiravanology — Fri, 24 Sep 2010 00:31:53 +0000

I had dream,
where you offered me food.
Like a humble man that
Everyone would see

In this dream,
You mocked the way I ate.
Nonetheless, you corrected me,
As you laughed away.

In this dream,
While you laughed,
You started changing.
A majestic crown.
A trunk, a tusk and it wasn’t long
Before I knew whom I was with.
Yet, you just kept laughing.

In this dream,
Like any men would,
With all my heart, I prayed.
But I braved my heart to ask
Just one question.

In this dream,
I ask if she would change.
You didn’t change your stance,
You kept laughing as you said

“en kaiyil ondrum illai,
Ithu avengela eduthe mudivu”

I had this dream,
That would keep me
thinking.

Hired! woohoo!

Kathiravanology — Wed, 15 Sep 2010 14:58:45 +0000

I just can’t emphasis how excited I am now! After a few weeks of some serious job hunting and offers; I’ve finally settled down with a company.

So here I am ready to start my career as a communication executive from coming Monday. Anyways, I don’t think i wanna list my entire job scope here :p (however you’re more then welcome to strike a conversation about it )

But now that’s settle, not like I’m going to go easy, it’s time for some personal upgrading, got start reading on some stuff, aim to excel within this six months probation for that pay rise.

But now when I connect the dots, I feel it’s kinda fated in getting myself hired here. Well firstly, everything I studied for is pretty much involved in the job scope.

Then, the mms.

Well, it was a special msg that drop by while i was attending my interview. My sister, kavi baby, if you recalled, a cerebral palsy(still a baby as always) send me a picture of amman while toyIng with mum’s phone. How coincidental is that?

Even though I didn’t think about it then, it all made sense while chatting with my mum the next day, i felt it was a blessing in disguise. Quite creepy.

They feed me so well

Kathiravanology — Tue, 14 Sep 2010 09:32:17 +0000

I always wanted to diet to cut off my tummy fats, but it just doesn’t happen. Either I end up finishing someones food or the latest Trend, interviewers feeding me so well.

And it’s crazy, yesterday they bought me macdonald, today was KFC and another got me those Hari Raya delicacies. All for free free free *expressing it like amir khan from 3 idiots*

So what now? Am I to choose the company based on treats?

Phil’ass’ophy

Kathiravanology — Sun, 12 Sep 2010 23:30:34 +0000

Love is like the ass. Both sides has to be equal, to balance life; having to deal with the crap that comes in-between and never part.

A conversation.

Kathiravanology — Sun, 12 Sep 2010 16:23:43 +0000

I had this conversation with a friend, about Kavitha. I didn’t think about much then, but now that I’m lying down on my bed staring at my dark ceiling, all I could say now is ‘en manaseh ennitteh illai’.

Let’s face it. I always loved her, and the cruelty about this love is that, I can’t do anything to make her lead a normal life. That which this girl truly deserves.

Anyways. Good night.

A year later.

Kathiravanology — Sun, 12 Sep 2010 09:57:29 +0000

I really did miss blogging. I miss the absence of being able to express myself in a quiet room since talking to myself does not work often. There’s this little part in me that always wished that just someone would hear me out, and memories just brought me back here.

I read a whole deal of stuff I wrote in the past, and just kept smiling to myself. Some brought back memories of both good times and bad times with relationships that i wished i didn’t had to face. Sadly this soul has always had hard time forgetting these things. Some were retarded; but not that things have changed. Comments are as usual, just fun to read up and reminds me there are people out there who reads your thoughts; regardless of the stupidity.

Things have slightly changed though, it seems I can blog from my iphone. How cool is that? Besides if you guys are reading this, it simply means it’s working. Woohoo! That would mean I can blog from anywhere! Toilet is not going to be boring anymore! * jumps in joy*

Wedding anniversary.

Kathiravanology — Tue, 01 Sep 2009 15:16:36 +0000

Of my parents.
I bet half of you readers are still thinking i’m
that father of 2 right.
Assholes! Hahah.

Anyways, parents wedding anniversary, it’s them,
the bike, and the trip to Genting.
And so i sing.

Daddy mummy veetil illai!
Thadai pode yaarum illai!
Inge semma jolly oo la la.

He screws, she conceives, he blames god.

Kathiravanology — Fri, 14 Aug 2009 02:47:41 +0000

“Now you see I have 24 children, 13 boys and 11 girls,” Omar says.

Omar believes only God can decide how many children you should have.
He lifts his hands to the sky and says: “This is His command. It’s not my doing, it’s His doing.”

And so explain my title for this post.
He screws, she conceives, he blames god.

For the rest of the article.

http://edition.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/asiapcf/08/13/sex.or.tv/index.html

Updates.

Kathiravanology — Thu, 13 Aug 2009 16:07:07 +0000

During this period of absence, i’ve mugged, wrecked my brain, drained my cells, clogged my memory box, punched my chest
and so on, in attempt to study for my exam on US politics, economy and history. Now, i can slap any of my ang moh friends, and proudly
say “i know your darn history”. In conclusion, i love Singapore a lot more now, for not having any political turmoil. I don’t really think i can bag an A for the paper, since i really didn’t finish the paper.

Apart from that, i got back to playing Magic the Gathering.

Why, i do not know, but i just feel relieved getting back to it. However, this time though, I’ll be playing at a
competitive level. Yes, that would mean, i am aiming top 8 as much as i can on an average. So now, my Saturdays
are booked for a greater good.Watch me cast :p

I’ve joined this group in my school to design their newsletter. Pssssttt “I am the Art director”, so, i hope to bring the same wackiness from
this blog to the newsletter. Wouldn’t it be nice? Haha.

Also, i got couple of things in mind, which requires talking, ranting and random questions. But i’ve no clue whom I’ll be talking
to about it. Cause on the frank note, i’ve became a quiet person, though i do spark those moment of the typical Kathiravanology.
I don’t feel like myself. In short, i don’t feel good. I tried fishing that day, my usual medicine, guess it didn’t work too. I instead got myself a nice sun burn,
and i look like the son of Hellboy.

-The end-