Mumm Mumms......

At Sze Yen's pot-luck some time ago.....

Considering every dish there was a product of uni-student-culinary-workmanship, I dare say we produced quite a decent spread.....

As is plainly visible Dinesh's tuna cutlets served as the popular choice for appetizer of the evening and have mostly disappeared (look for the 3 remaining boluses on the left)

And Amma....tis post is mainly for your inspection...hence the hardly sensible title which i believe would strike a chord with you......yes amma some phrases live on forever......



My masterpiece......Egotistically conspicous on the right of the picture......my beloved potato casserole.....heart disease, high blood pressure, and cholesterol all rolled coveniently into a casserole dish and baked at 240 degrees into a delighfully palatable package......joyous eh.....

Senor Vinayaguera Hernandez

Disclaimer: The following is a photo unabashedly plagarized off the blog of a friend....copyrights of this photo belong to a certain nisha sriram who is credited with this oppurtunistic capture on her travels in france

now that thats done.....

as blatantly blasphemous as it may be and as much as i must be sinning for condoning this form of vulgar defamation of religious idolatry....i must say i find it highly amusing.....hysterical actually....

my friends.....meet Senor Vinayaguera Hernandez......


trust the bloody french to come up with something like this......undeniably distasteful.....and yet.....in the realm of the funny bone, an artistic masterpiece of cross cultural symmetry......

I love it!!!

Revelations.......

It is time.....

Long i have waited.....long this terrible secret has lingered inside me.....and long i have ached to reveal myself to the world.....

And now....it is time....

A wise man once spoke to me of a myth of a half-spider-half-man, of wondrous powers, who produced webs out of his fingers, flew high above us but yet roamed among us in the day........they called him Spiderman.

Twas not long ago that i made the startling discovery.....that it was no longer a myth.....



Something was growing inside of me.....and it was bursting to get out....I just had to find a way.....



And just as i realised that my life was about to change forever, my thoughts proved eerily prophetic....for i began to change.....


The metamorphosis had a grip on me and i could not break free....

And before i new it, my body was barely able to contain me...as i grew and grew...and morphed before my very eyes....


Bestowed with size and strength of superhuman leanings, i struggled to come to terms with what my new powers meant for me...and what place i now held in the cosmic scheme of things.....for "with great power comes great responsibility"....

Whoever came up with that line failed to mention that with great power also comes....

a helluva lotta fun.......



UP, UP AND AWAY!!!

Me and my best friends....

Me and my best friends......



......my groceries......

Tale of the Throne.....

Aaah....my beloved green oasis in the midst of the urban desert.....

an enclosure of silent solitude where I take refuge from the screaming sounds, and painfully vivid sights of a 21st century metropolis.....

a paradoxical pulpit smack in the middle of a man-made hustle and bustle but where nature can take its true course...

in peace.....

a marvel of mordern technological advancement.....and a tribute to the great inventors of yesteryear.....

a monument to the satisfaction of the simplest of pleasures....

an enclave of privacy that transcends the pervading voyeuristic tendencies of a reality-TV moulded society...

temple to my throne....and soother to my soul....

Aaah my beloved....port-a-loo......

jus and nish.....

Justin and nishant at the park......(hint: nish is wearing green)....



p.s....eh jus...just realised i dont have many pics from when you came down although i was down in the city with you so much of the time....

slammin still.......i wish.....

I miss my monthly poetry slams.....and chris mooney singh who runs the slams just wrote to me saying the the slam misses me too.....but i'm sure he says that to everybody......

in any case...he also wrote to inform me (note: he wasnt asking for consent...the ads and flyers had already been printed....well done chris).....that the next month they were holding as part of the regular slam, the first ever tamil slam.....and that he was using my face from a picture he had snapped during one of the previous slams on the promotional media for it......

so here is a snip of it.....



p.s.....do note that the 2 mugs on the side....are most definitely not me....i'd like to think my firends and family would be able to distinguish me....but i'm not gonna leave things to chance.....

Happy Birthday Singapore.......

On this wintry august day,

Be as we may be miles away,

The pride within us fresh and flared,

Your loyal servants, clad

In crimson red and purest white,

We look afar and set our sight,

On she we long to return to,

Our home, Our country....We salute you....