nonsense

[Sharjeel]

So that would make me abnormally normal, or was it normal abnormal?



Anyway, some women are hard to understand. Men are hard to understand too, but they generally all follow the same rules and have the same fallacies. If a guy gets hurt, then we can be sure that he will try to stoically continue his duty until the wound gets septic and/or the pain gets too much and the wound which would otherwise have taken about 15 minutes to treat will now take about 15 days and about 10 times the money. But guys do not care about all that, because it is the job at hand that matters, and not the person.



Any guy in his right mind will never care about doing things the easy way; guys are all about masochism and machismo. If you gave a guy an easy way and a hard way, he will surely take the hard way. Like if you asked a guy to climb down the stairs or jump down, he will surely jump down, break his ankle/hip and spend two months in the hospital. It is very important to identifies these kinds of guys and try to keep them out of trouble by avoiding phrases like "Oh! such a busy road. No one can drive on this road at even 40 KMPH" or "Such a big drop!". Otherwise he might just prove you wrong. And end up in the hospital; but as said before, the person is not important...

[rock_26iin]

Another rambling session is abt to begin here, so what do I do? I go to the kitchen and get meself a thums up. though the thums up has no relation whatsoever to what I am going to type here I still force it in just to tell you that I have recently discovered that I am addicted to two thing : Thums Up and Coffee, can't get through the day without these two drinks travelling down my oesophagus and reaching my stomach or in case I have a ruptured oesophagus (which I almost believe because of this cough of mine), the drinks then just mix into my blood-stream. (I haven t typed the word "mix" since so long that I 4got the spelling and wasted abt 45 seconds and a couple of random characters and back-spaces to regain my control over that word) Anyway, coming back to my current addicitions, I think one is WinAmp too, can't get through the day without listening to a song on WinAmp, be it any sorta crap that is stored on this dabba of mine. I sometimes imagine that I've just had a blood test and my blood group has come as Caffeine, but this thought makes me laugh so much that my folks think I have gone crazy(they don't know that I am 5.0 x mad). So they took me to a doc who took my blood test and I was disappointed to learn that I have a very human blood group. Anyway, thats how life is, it makes you believe that you own it and then kicks you in the nuts to remind you that you don't. <end of rambling session>

[Sharjeel]

Another rambling session is abt to begin here, ....<end of rambling session>

That was good. Almost as good as wathing porn, but not as good.

[ycr007]

Another rambling session is abt to begin here, ....<end of rambling session>

That was good. Almost as good as wathing porn, but not as good.

Tht Reminds me,Will Somebody Puhleeze Invent Really Intelligent Keyboards that Guess what the user is trying to type in and even if he/she makes a mistake,corrects it automatically so that he/she won't have to face the humiliation of his/her mistakes being pointed out to him/her.and why should i use him/her in every sentence i type here.is'nt there any generalization that could be applied to both the genders practically? when there is such thing as a neuter gender then why not a common gender.why the hell can't we use it while mentioning both the sexes in the same breath.is it because mister wren and martin have said so or is it because the human race as a whlole has ganged up to make this conspiracy theore feasible and a thumb-rule for everyone?well there might be umpteen typos in my post but who the hell cares.when you know what a word is then you better know the word even if it is misspelt or even not spelt at all.but waitaminnit.does'nt that defeat the very essence of my post.all i wanted was a smart-ass keyboard that would automatically correct the mistakes generated by those pithy hands that have loads of other things to do in life.why put so much burden on those three or four fingers that are used to type? cant the forum be run completely on voice commands? i yell out my reply and it gets automatically posted? nice thought this one,even if i say so myself.

[Sharjeel]

It is like trying to pick your nose with heavy duty pliers. If it were one of those slim pliers that are used nowadays in computer mantainance, it would still have been negotioable, but heavy duty pliers are very large, and they always tend to bruise the extremely fragile nose hair.



Nose hair is very important as they filter out the little dust particles and other en needed stuff from the air that we take in. Another supplementary use for nose hair is that some people pull their nose hair, and this gives them a lot of satisfaction and enables them to pass their respective time.



If we accidentally use the heavy duty pliers and rip out all our nose hair. That would be calamatous. Not only will we be taking in all the dust particles and depoisting them straight into our lungs, all the people who are happily accustomed to the habit of pulling nose hair will have nothing to do, and start killing people. Which is not such a bad thing, but they might just kill you, and if you are killed, then there is nothing worth living for.

[vakibs]

So coming to my normally normal friends, there is this guy who is normally normally dressed. A pair of pants and a shirt, he keeps on. But on the occassionally abnormal day, you would find him prowling about without the formers. For he has uttered a funny joke that day. And whenever he utters a funny joke, a mysterious neon halo appears above his head "Pull my pants down please". And it is hard not to oblige neon halos, you know.



Then there is this other guy who is normally normally featured. That is to say, you would not mistake him for a duck-billed platypus or a thornbill's bronze tail, for that matter, on a normally normal day. But on the occasional rainy day, you would find him adorned with two umbrellas. For he carries a second one to cover his head. The first umbrella, you know, automatically pops off his ass as soon as the first signs of moisture become evident in the atmosphere. Now, isn't that what you would call a smart ass ?



Then there is this other fellow who keeps his pace normally normal. That is to say you would not find him breaking olympic records in 100m sprint, on a normally normal day. But on the occassionally abnormal day, he would suddenly start to think. It is as if his brain suddenly wakes up from a deep slumber. And then he would start running. Many of us suspect a hidden coupling in his brain between the think-nerve and the run-nerve. And it is as if they go hand-in-hand (or nerve-in-nerve). Many an olympic record were broken on the day he was asked to choose between butter-pecan and honey-almond.



Speaking of hidden couplings in the brain, there is another friend of mine who has one. Whenever he tries to smile, his ass also smiles. The ass stops smiling when the mouth stops. And it starts smiling when the mouth starts smiling again. However, this does not work when he tries to feign a smile. So, we stick our noses about whenever we sight he flashed a smile. Only in the company of the indisputable smell of an ass-smile, would we ascertain the genuineness of his mouth-smile. This feller has an obviously interesting time when trying to impress ladies with his geniality.



These abnormaities which occur at abnormal times make my friends interesting. Kinda like supermen, you know.



Of all the people, however, I would pick one friend of mine for being the excessively normally normal. That is to say, never was an abnormality sighted in his entire disposure or composure. But for that day when he died. It was on that day that I discovered that he had an abnormality too.



Now if I have to explain the details of this particular death, I would have to first tell you that he had an acquarium for his head. A glass chamber and water and a couple of fish which swimmed around. Nothing abnormal about his head, right ? He used to have a hard time concealing his mind, if that is what you call it. That is, you would find the water turned all green when he was jealous. And the water turned all yellow when he was in that I-badly-need-a-coffee moods. And the water turned all blue when he was feeling particulary depressed about a girl. And when the fish were fighting and biting into each other, then you would know he was particularly in a dilemma.



On that particular day when he died, however, I found him really angry. I asked him "wassup friend ?" And he said "!@#$!@%$#%$%#%"



Then I saw that the water in his acquarium-head was bubbling out. "Fizzzzz" it sounded. And suddenly, the glass chumber exploded with the pressure of this steam. The fish danced wildly in the open and then they died too. It was then that I uttered my famous words-of-wisdom



"Do not become angry when you have an acquarium for your head"

[jungle]

i just wanna say....mark, jasz, and AR, you guys can write some really good shit, all jokes aside.

[agonys_requiem]

i just wanna say....mark, jasz, and AR, you guys can write some really good shit, all jokes aside.

i am suitably flattered and moderately shocked..... mark for now is just very busy making sure tht no one finds certain objectionable pictures of him.... nd in said pictures... he is NOT wearing a thong and he is NOT practicing auto erotic asphyxiation on me.. simply cuz.. he cant bend tht way...



jasz was last seen moving about the market place, with a knapsack on his back and a very shifty look in his eyes..... ppl who walked by him oddly felt the need to walk away from him... shifty knapsacks do tht to ppl.. again.. none of this can be verified at the moment.. and if said verification were to be made.. we wud all beat up bw, cuff his legs and hands... and hand him over to the police with some kiddy porn pictures in his wallet... he had it coming. wht can i say....

[jungle]

i just wanna say....mark, jasz, and AR, you guys can write some really good shit, all jokes aside.

i am suitably flattered and moderately shocked..... mark for now is just very busy making sure tht no one finds certain objectionable pictures of him.... nd in said pictures... he is NOT wearing a thong and he is NOT practicing auto erotic asphyxiation on me.. simply cuz.. he cant bend tht way...

jasz was last seen moving about the market place, with a knapsack on his back and a very shifty look in his eyes..... ppl who walked by him oddly felt the need to walk away from him... shifty knapsacks do tht to ppl.. again.. none of this can be verified at the moment.. and if said verification were to be made.. we wud all beat up bw, cuff his legs and hands... and hand him over to the police with some kiddy porn pictures in his wallet... he had it coming. wht can i say....

what if he could bend that way?



jasz, walking around the market with a napsack? in the rain? strange..

[lizardking]

why do i see nothing but blah blah written all over the thread j/k

leave us alone we're masturbating

Even masturbation does nt seem to work these days... god knows what all that mental _ ups (spiritual orgasms, if that dpoes nt sound very good to ur ears) have done to me. there was this one time, not many nights ago i ended up walkign into one of my ex girl friends and verbally abused her in public for stalking me. i have been prescribed Prozac, but it has been more than 6 months, i swallowed my last pill. I was told not to consume alcohol or smoke shit, shit aside... my fridge is the never ending source of intoxicants, and my pay cheque, a mere way to pay my rent and get a bus ticket to work, oh yeah.. and some food too!





and yeah... masturbation does nt seem to work too!

i kind of discovered a hidden reserves of bottles of alcohol at work, bombay sapphire is my favourite from them. hoe convenient, splly when i have decided to get my head together and work late on a friday night after a few drinks in the evening..



and i forgot to tell u guys...damn... i thinki i already did... a lot of forgetting, maybe i am demented!

have a good one fellas, catch youse later!

and my kisses to all the chicks here (married or unmarried), n all u blokes, u can go _ urselves!

[agonys_requiem]

i just wanna say....mark, jasz, and AR, you guys can write some really good shit, all jokes aside.

i am suitably flattered and moderately shocked..... mark for now is just very busy making sure tht no one finds certain objectionable pictures of him.... nd in said pictures... he is NOT wearing a thong and he is NOT practicing auto erotic asphyxiation on me.. simply cuz.. he cant bend tht way...

jasz was last seen moving about the market place, with a knapsack on his back and a very shifty look in his eyes..... ppl who walked by him oddly felt the need to walk away from him... shifty knapsacks do tht to ppl.. again.. none of this can be verified at the moment.. and if said verification were to be made.. we wud all beat up bw, cuff his legs and hands... and hand him over to the police with some kiddy porn pictures in his wallet... he had it coming. wht can i say....

what if he could bend that way?

jasz, walking around the market with a napsack? in the rain? strange..

no idea wht you mean bout the bendin thing mate.... wonder whtever gave you tht idea.... things ppl think of... << this is ignorance... or is it? mayb i am being very subtle bout things i knw nothing bout when asked if i knw bout certain things.. but this ritual telling of wht i do or do not knw.. even tho its pretty apparent to anyone readin this. tht they do knw... yup. .thts it then. splendid.. finally made a point.. without the strings of causal determinism yanking at my insides.... hmmm. no. the rain and the sack arent strange .. neither is jasz (prtty much up for debate) .. no no. wht is strange is this.. i mean.. think bout it.. tsunamis... earthquakes...fked up weather... the sun... i mean.. whts upppp with the sunnnnn?? gahhh.. so anyway. all these things... the war in iraq.. israel and palestine.. bush actually considered as a homo sapien.... rice ... an african american woman who has to keep her bush under check..... donald trump... his madness... fkin retarded indian super singer bumper sale bonanza mega buy one get one humped singin shows.... gahh to all of themm...... all in all. i think. .america has finally figured out how to get wht they want.. i mean. if they cud and they are.. they really dnt ahve to go around bombin every country they percieve as a threat... tht wud just be.. well.. loud... weapons of mad distortion i say... so anyway.... i thinkkkkkkkkkkkk.... tht sugar is the measles of the devil!!! i mean... tinyy itsy bitsy pieces of whitenss.... tht make you blabber on and on.. m tellin ya alll.. theres more to ittttt than meets the eye.. yes sir.. so anyway.. comin back to america.. heres my theory.... they def in all seriousness and common knowledge have the technology for something like this.. they cud vapourise a coin usin one of their many earth orbit based laser satellite thingamings..... noww. if they can do tht.. m sure they can figure out where all the geographical fault lines lie.. and tht if triggered.. wht wud the impact bee?? so. wht they do is..figure out these lil points. .use them laser thingamings... and voila!! you have tsunamis and earthquakes... tht destroys alll the other nations..... and no one points a finger at you.. you can say tht mother nature was bein a kunt. .given tht we raped her over the years.. in sooo many ways..... point remains... of the thousands and thousands of lil fellas swimming.. the one we call bush jr.. is the only tht made it!!! i mean.. makes you wonder bout all tht karma bullsheet... wht goes around.. comes around... hmmm... thts like clinton comin on a merrygoaround... heehehh. jaallllyyy good fun....



hmmm. long post... m losin my touch... snicker....



ohh. anddd... as my one of my idols... marilyn god manson said... if you get hard when you sheeiittt... you are gay...

[HH]

Nonsense *****



***** None Sense ... Noon Sense ... "Naan Sense" / "I Sense" ...

[rock_26iin]

Okay, people, I do not wish to talk sense so I thought what better place to that on then a thread dedicated to the very dedication I am dedicated to. Read that again, and you will see it is grammatically correct and I am not exaggerating. Wren & Martin may say otherwise, but as they are currently residing 6 feet below our feet level, I can safely rule out that possibility. And to those of you, still having your unworthy weight on the face of the earth, my opinion is mine and it is my final decision. I will not ask you to take it or leave it as I have no inclination to care about the perception of your mind about the projections of another. I do not seek advice, I do not work, I do not study, I do not want to either. All I want is a private mansion off the coast of Chile, with all the commodities I expect it to have, an endless supply of soft drinks, (hard drinks after i'm 21), and amazingly good books (preferably written by me). Chow!

[Hymn]

The basic problem with infinities is that the distinction more/less doesn't make a good distinguishing tool.



Let us look upon the issue from a different angle:

Suppose you've got two sets of objects, A and B, and that there are finitely many objects in A and B.

We want to evaluate the relative "sizes" of these sets in the following manner:

Pair together one object from A with an object from B, and remove both from their respective sets.

Proceed in like manner.



Since you've got finitely many objects, you'll end up at last with one of the following 3 situations:

1. No objects left in A, objects left in B (we say that A had "fewer" objects to start with than B had)

2. Neither have any objects left (we say that A and B started out with equally many objects)

3. Objects left in A, none in B (we say that A had "more" objects to start with than B had)



As you can see, this cumbersome counting technique captures exaxtly what we mean in the finite case of what the words "fewer/equal/more" is supposed to mean.



This pairing-off technique is what we need to use when dealing with sets containig INFINITELY many objects!

Something very surprising happens:

Suppose A is the set of ALL natural numbers "n".

Let B consist only of the even integers.

At first, we would say there were "more" objects in A than B, but see what the pairing technique gives us.

For a given integer "n" in A, we pair that off with the EVEN integer "2n" in B.

EVERY "n" in A are thus paired to an even integer in B, and every even integer in B is paired off with some integer in A!!



Is there fewer or more elements in A or B?

As you can see, for the infinite sets, that question doesn't have much meaning; what we can say is:

1) B is a subset of A (any even integer is certainly an integer, so it is contained in A somewhere)

2) There exist a way to pair off A-and B-elements (it is possible to construct a bijection)



To get back to your original idea:

It can be shown that it is impossible to construct a bijection between the set of natural numbers and the set of real numbers.



For natural reasons, a set which can be paired off with the set of natural numbers is called "countably infinite"; the set of real numbers is said to be "uncountably infinte".



So there you have it; there exist different degrees of infinities, but it is rather tricky to understand it..

[HH]

Nonsense *****



... Noon Sense ***** ...



***** "Baaraah Baje" !?!



Barah Baje Ki



Ki: teen chaar paaNch chhah A: saat aaTh nau

ki: das gyaarah both: baarah..



ki: ho.. ho ho ho ho, ( baarah baje ki suiyoN jaise ham donoN mil jaayen ) -2

dekh ke hamko duniyaa vaale jalte hain jal jaayen

A: haaN, baarah baje ki suiyoN jaise ham donoN mil jaayen

re, baarah baje ki suiyoN jaise ham donoN mil jaayen

dekh ke hamko duniyaa vaale jalte hain jal jaayen

both: baarah baje ki suiyoN jaise ham donoN mil jaayen



ki: ( ham hain deevaane phir kaisaa Dar

masti mein kaaTeinge pyaar kaa safar ) -2

A: mel diloN kaa jurm nahin, ho jaaye chaahe sabko Khabar

ki: ham na hoNge judaa, kar liyaa faislaa

A: ho o o, baarah baje ki suiyoN jaise ham donoN mil jaayen

ki: dekh ke hamko duniyaa vaale jalte hain jal jaayen

both: baarah baje ki suiyoN jaise ham donoN mil jaayen



A: ( teri meri joDi hai itni hasin

lag jaaye na buri nazar kahin ) -2

ki: ek pal tere bin jaise ek din, ab to akele rahaa jaataa nahin

A: muskuraate rahein, yuN hi gaate rahein

ki: ho ho ho, baarah baje ki suiyoN jaise ham donoN mil jaayen

both: dekh ke hamko duniyaa vaale jalte hain jal jaayen

A: baarah baje ki ki: suiyoN jaise

both: ham donoN mil jaayen



- " JHUTHA KAHIN KA" : KISHORE KUMAR, ASHA BHOSLE



More Seriously ...

Sardarjis' (sikhs) and 12 Midnight - A story that led to it

This is the history of the phrase `Sardarji Barah Baj Gaye' (Sardarji it is 12 Midnight).

In the 17th century, during the mughal occupation of India, non-muslims were humiliated and oppressed apart from being looted. Mughals treated the hindu women as their own property and were forcing the hindus to accept islam, resorting to manslaughter if people refused to accept.

The ninth Guru Sri Guru Teg Bhadarji came forward, under the request of few kashmiri pandits, to fight against this large scale oppression. Guru Teg Bhadarji told the mughal emperor, that if he succeed in converting the Guru to islam, all hindus would accept the same, but that if he failed, the emperor should stop these large scale conversions and cruelty. The mughal emperor happily agreed. Despite the long and several torture sessions to both the Guru and his fellow members, the emperor failed in his attempt to convert them to islam. The ninth Guru and his four fellow members were thus assasinated in Chandni Chowk. Guru Teg Bhadarji had sacrificed his life for the sake of Hinduism. Today the ninth Guru is remembered has `Hind Ki Chaddar'.

Torn by the death of the ninth guru and enraged by the inaction of the crowd, the 10th Guru Sri Guru Gobind Singhji (Son of the ninth Guru) made a resolution that he would make such a human, who would not be able to hide himself nor his action, one who would be easily located easily among the masses - THE SIKH.

At the start, sikhs were few in number and yet were fighting against mughal imperialism. In 1739 Nadir Shah raided Delhi, looting Hindustan of several treasures and taking nearly 2200 Indian women with him. The news eventually fell into the ears of Sardar Jassa Singh, then the commander of the sikh army. Sardar Jassa Singh decided to attack Nadir Shah's khafila on the same midnight, he did so and rescued the Indian/hindu women, who were subsequently sent to the safety of their homes. These midnight attacks on the mughals by the sikhs soon became the norm of their revoultion, during the several looting sessions of the raiders from the Arab world.

A string of such incidents put terror into the mughal hearts and hope back into the hindu masses. Tall stories of the sikh power were narrated and their help was sought, during the many skirmishes of the time. This continued and became a fame, that at ]midnight nearly at 12 O'clock[/b], the sikh received extra power to save religion and nation. It was as though that the sikhs were possessed at 12 midnight[/b]. This soon, thanks to the handiwork of comedians and the sikh enemies alike, translated into the sikh loosing his senses at 12 0' clock.

The phrase `Saardarji barah baj gaye' soon became universal to both people who didn't like them as well as their admirers.


- Ajay Sathyanath

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[HH]

The Lone One - Nosnsense Tuesday ,,,

on the banks of the Agasthya Theertha tank. Badami. ... love to be alone and know that i am alone, always sing my own songs ...

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[HH]

The Lone One - Nonsense ...

^^^^^

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^^^^^ Looks Like Our "Durgam Cheruvu" ... Near HiTech City ... eh eh eh

[HH]

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This wooden storage chair featuring Curious George is both a CHAIR and a STORAGE BOX. Screen painted with non-toxic paints.

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[Alexis]

Whats this thread about anyway, can someone tell me? Yeah, I could read the first few to understand why..........but I dont wanna.

Its like a totally wack thread. Some are posting something (I dont know what) and others are posting pictures. Its mayhem up in this joint, yo.

[HH]

Whats this thread about***** ... Its mayhem up in this joint, yo.

right i was going to call this thread monolog^^^^^ but i decided that would give too much credibility to the stupid ... i've been writing lately. in an effort to keep the boards free from the useless contents of my head i'll try to keep my "brain flushing"^^^^^ here only. ... flush!

monolog ^^^^^ ... ***** It's Sheer NONSENSE, Ms "Alexis"! ... Although Pictures May Make Sense Hence Look Out Of Place Here...

[HH]

Looking For ... Nonsense ... Art?! ... GROWL ... GROWL ... GROWL ... I Am The Jungle Tiger ... For REAL!

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[HH]

Sensible Cat***** ... "Non" (?) Sense ... Anagrams! *****

* the mona lisa = ah, i am stolen!
* dishonesty = so deny this
* sinead o'connor = croon and noise
* hook line and sinker = ok,ok, line has dinner!
* the pyramids = is hard, empty
* the belgians = thin beagles!!!!!!!!!!!!
* a mad scientist= i test acids, man!

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Thank You, WALTER!

[Whiz]

There are days when of the 24 hours, I am sleeping 10 hours in the other 14 hours, I am spending 8 hours in from of the computer. Nothing else. And in front of the computer, there are a lot of things to do.



Movie reviews, porn, emails, porn, news porn, blogs, porn, chat, porn, cricket score, porn. There is only so much that you can do on the Internet. And after that, it pretty much goes porn, porn, porn ...



That made me sit and and ask myself, of course I was sitting after I was done pleasing myself for the next 15 minutes, how much porn is too much porn. Or is there any such thing as too much porn.



There is this movie that I saw on Sundance channel a few months back, where the guy needs to have porn even when having sex with his girlfriend. Or in fact especially when having sex with his girl friend. Or else he can't sustain himself. That made me happy thinking that I am not as addicted as he is. But also I am virigin, and so the happiness is not that on such solid a ground that I want it to be on.



In any case, with tons of free pornographic contents, from stories, picture, videos, live webcams, all free where is the incentive to stop from these. Even if we want to, may be because we think it is wrong, may be because we are scared that we get caught, may be because ... well whatever the reason be, how do we. That too without getting into another habit, which in order to get rid of, we need to get back to porn.



But before all that ... Is there such thing as too much porn ?

[CtrlAltDel]

... Is there such thing as too much porn ?

yes...there is...when porn fails to turn u on,...y're watching too much porn...

[HH]

Film Nut ... Sweet Nut ... Cracked Nut ...



# Film Nut ... Goes To Movie ... Again & Again ... 20 / 25 / 30 Times ... Till Gets "Tired" ... Of Seeing The Same Tree ... Same TwoSome ... Chasing One Another ... Around & Around ... Then Quits ... Only To Redo "Another" Movie ...

# Sweet Nut ... Eats "One" Sweet ... By The Kilos ... Till "Fed Up" ... Quits ... Only To Redo "Another" Sweet ...

# Cracked Nut ... Seeks Out Cracks & Cracks, Nuts & Nuts AND Other Cracked Nuts ... Busy For Ever ... For No End To The Supply Of Cracks & Cracks, Nuts & Nuts AND Other Cracked Nuts ...