Whilst in a place or a condition that causes immense pressure to eventually turn the coal that exists in our minds to diamonds, many ideas and concepts arise that can take one to greatness. Ironically though the conditions for such greatness allow only for it to exist in its small bound walls. There is also usually an iron gate connected to those walls to allow for just enough hope that inspiration may flow.

Sometimes one may come across a song that inspires enough to transcend all constriction, above is such a song. It is called envelope and it is a track from the psychedelic trance genre. Some may like it, others may scoff, the truth though lies in the past, in a world where there were more rules than there were allowances.

From a distant memory, arrive wispful reminders of boarding school. At that time it seemed as though it was of no use and that one would eventually die there alone, unwanted and filled to the brim with inspiration, ideas and concepts that would die with me just as all hope for freedom had.

Churning a poem, story, quotes, or digital images was an occurrence that happened multiple times in a day, and it was only through that misery that dimensions were changed as we jumped from one plane to the other in search for peace, tranquillity and joy.

Most of these transitions occurred when alone, life changed within minutes and seconds waved by as moods changed at fancy. Playing sports ruled the intention of the day, a glimpse of a crush, a long chat with a favourite soufriend in the library, sharing a good long chat with a long lost brother in the restricted cover of night or just being hidden and alone in the back of an air-conditioned auditorium while a theatre rehearsal tried its hardest to rage as loud as one’s headphones with the synchronous sounds of Envelope and a vision of the world that just for some strange reason seemed blue.

Those days are gone now, transitioned into the pace and colour of a much more rugged life. Some call it evolution, others call it growth but I prefer that it be called an extended transition of life, along the line of which we may or may not find what we are really looking for. I on the other hand have found who I was looking for.

I have just one thing to say to life who made me wait and inspired me all the while: It was most definitely worth it.

©Anirudh Asher, 2010.

I think I am getting back into the groove. It takes a certain amount of jolly good humour and persistence to be able to live through a writer’s block, and I am not even referring to the place where I live. Life has been tossing and turning since a while now, I entered into a beautiful relationship with a gorgeous girl, a camera and lots of hard hitting lessons about life. Well the life lessons keep coming, but really you don’t realise it till you’re either at the very top or the very bottom. All in all, voila! I am alive and kicking and now typing too!

The sense behind the title: I just filled petrol into my car and am currently listening to the Latino Jazz channel on iTunes. The lemon is there purely to amuse.

Latino Jazz is definitely that secret  something that keeps those Spaniards and Mexicans chilled out as they sip on margheritas and take siestas under their massive house sized sombreros. A lifestyle definitely worth trying out atleast for a couple of hours everyday.

What have I been upto?

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I feel sleepy now so will be off to bed, all that talk of siesta caught up to me! Ciao then!

The press release which can be found here, mentions that iPhone infringes on GSM, UMTS and WLAN standards. Even though detailed information is not available, from whatever information is available, we know this: “The patents cover wireless data, speech coding, security and encryption and are infringed by all Apple iPhone models shipped since the iPhone was introduced in 2007.” So the question arises, why would Nokia wait three full years before attempting to juice Apple for what it’s worth? One could hardly believe that it takes three years to file for a lawsuit regarding patent infringements. Surely not in the same country where major hostile takeovers are committed at a rate of atleast 4-5 a year!

Come on Nokia! Is this a desperate attempt at staying afloat or are you going the Motorola way? Are you’re CEO’s playing golf and sifting away (shrimp) boatloads of money away?  Hell even Motorola’s attempting to come back. Even though this should have been another story, it makes sense to mention here. Droiddoes.com is a website dedicated to dissing Apple’s iphone and everything iDoesn’t do. (Visit website to get a clearer idea, sniggers not included with this article)

Considering how Nokia may barely be competing in the super duper smartphone race, Nokia may not even be the choice of brand in cell phones for a majority of consumers in 2012, not even if the demographics include old people. (The author’s grandfather uses a Samsung, so I guess atleast we know Samsung will still be alive then)

What does this mean for consumers?

Nothing, absolutely nothing. As of now, we might just see that Apple may not release another model of their iPhone again for an extended period. The greatest outcome of this seemingly epic lawsuit will be to end up as case studies in business courses, or law courses in universities around the world. Coming back to the consumers, Apple’s products will still be operational and its softwares well updated many more years to come, the simple reason being that if Apple pulls the plug on their products, there will be a big backlash (Enron anyone?). Thus proving the point and rumours about that notorious bad apple.

Note: Anirudh Asher, the author of this article, uses an HTC Magic which runs Google’s operating system, Android and could not resist adding that bit about Motorola running Android to keep itself alive. It is a happy day in Google Fanboyville.

This post will also be up on www.Newshit.com.au so do visit there too and check out other awesome articles by other awesome writers.

Who ever said, “Youth is wasted on the young” was so correct, he or she might actually have been wrong. Youth in its most basic sense is not an option on a form you fill out before entering the world, goey, wet, hairless and cranky. As the clocks tick and scientists wither into Alzheimer patients, there’s not much you can do to stop the transition of time and of the world with it.

As I sat and placed Clocks by Coldplay on infinite loop on youtube and listened to it for the infinith time(yes, I just made that word up), I casually scrolled down to the comments section where screwynickname1990 and hip-hopcoolioname1992 had written the unmentionable, unforgivable word of the century, the “Eff” word. This word at the moment it was discovered by one’s generation felt like it was invented, copyrighted, even bred by us.  But seeing the youth that came after 1988 dominate the flowery language of all time, it was as if I had grown a 10-foot beard just reading the child’s profane “fad” word.

I bet it mustn’t have been great feeling to see young’uns walk into the ol’ western parlour like they own it (and you), steal your thunder, and we wonder why there are so many sour, pissed off old people around. Your back hurts, your teeth fell out shortly after your hip dislodged itself in attempt at escape, your memory is starting to make you feel like a goldfish and the younger people around you all think you can’t catch up to them. Which in the saddest sense is a reality.

So what is it that makes the geriatric generations give up? Whats keeping these wise people with such an abundance of knowledge from re-claiming their respect and “fonzi-ness”? Is it that they know that the youth are going to screw up anyway? Could it be that they’d rather chill out and watch a soap on TV with a whisky on the rocks in one hand and their partner (of many generations) in the other.

I guess you don’t need much more pain or complaining from you’re grandkids when you kick their skinny jeans arses at Wii. Long strolls on the beach hand in hand with the person you always wished you would grow old with and the feeling of accomplishment that you did are all that you could ever wish for.  Kudos to all those who made it through life with their heads held high and their feet in the soft soft sand.

1. “Age is a measure of nothing but the idiocy of a person who believes in its limits.”
2. “not even humans can save the world from humanity.”
3. “Don’t burn bridges, coz you’ll always forget that your ipod is on the other side”
4. “Being one with the universe is the ultimate achievement in the clan of the super ninja robot monkeys”
5. “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but birds can only bite me.”
6. “Misery is misery but whats worse is education caused and parent fuelled misery.”
7. “Education is a catalyst to Business”
8. “Procrastination is a spark to the wildfire that is genius creativity.”
9. “Sport is injurious to health of your in it for the win“
10. “Anything that inherently has a poetic flow, is a success story waiting to happen.”
11. “The only thing I’m a PRO at is CRASTINATION”
12. “Education is a 10ft. boulder that you’re constantly pushing up a hill, if you let go, you’re flattened.”
13. “Growth is apparent in all matter. If you don’t see it today come back in a few years.”
14. “You won’t know what love is till you’ve been denied it.
15. “You don’t get better at giving exams, you just get better at forgetting them after they’re done”
16. “Mankind’s mission is to find freedom when in confinement and confinement when free.”
17. “If a moth flies to the flame, atleast it will perish trying to achieve the brightest.”
18. “The liar’s oldest lie is that he isn’t one”
19. “If you want to change a country, you have to change its media first”
    

©Anirudh Asher,2009

From the range of earlier products from Apple Computers, like the Apple palmtop computer, also known as the “Newton”, it is easy to understand that the creators of this firm christened it after the famous now rotting apple that fell atop Isaac Newton’s head. As the story, which can now be considered a prophecy went something like this: the fruit that fell on Newton’s head sparked his genius to realise (not discover) gravity. Sadly enough the action that the apple chose to carry out was to “fall”. The same will be said of the computer company now.

THE Apple computers, recently scrapped an iPhone app allowing Google voice features. There is a variety reasons and contributors and reasons as reported by Lifehacker. In a short scrap, the iPhone despite having all the Gmail apps and maps, does not want a Google Voice application, apparently because it provides similar functions as the carrier’s services.

Consider this:

Technological liberties are more important than human rights, civil, military, religious, gender, sexual preference and the liberty to drink a strawberry flavoured Vodka in a state that does not allow alcohol. One might ask why, the answer is simple as it is plain, technology has more capability to change countries than guns and nuclear bombs do. Regardless of whether you are a Google, Apple, Nokia Microsoft or macrohard, if citizen journalism platforms like Twitter and facebook did not exist we would have had more innocent casualties in the Mumbai terrorist attacks, more jorunalists might have been killed in Iran.

Technology is freedom, and as Apple has clearly demonstrated even after the end of piratebay.org (RIP) that they can and will continue to be the evil force that gave rise to hopes and dreams but now only corrupts technologically motivated souls, for their own personal profit.

Free technology, boycott Apple, feed a hungry kids in a third world country some apples for a year with the money you would have spent on an Apple product.

©Anirudh Asher,2009

Re-check-

If you can’t stand you’re own reading, chances are that others won’t either. Unless you are a self hating genius which is highly unlikely improbable. Re-check your work, nobody likes to point out mistakes in final drafts, nor does anyone like accepting them. So take you’re ego out and shoot it with that ego eliminating gun you bought, and re-check you’re work!

Get an editor!-

Professional editors don’t necessarily have to be paid! You can easily find a really good editor in you’re own backyard! Look out for family member’s who are exceptional at English and read a lot (Family will usually work for free) and if you don’t have any talented family members, I suggest you make sure that you weren’t switched at the Maternity ward.

If you do adhere to the previous criteria, ask a few friends. At most you’ll have to buy them a few beers or go shoe shopping with them as repayment, but if you’re into doing these things already I’m sure it won’t hurt.

Caution: Before you get somebody close to be you’re editor, no matter how big or small you’re articles/books/poems/prose/maniacal weather reports, you could seriously alter you’re relationship and the respect you’re editor has for you. So proceed with great care and build up trust before thrusting you’re tyrannical editing demands upon others.

Happy Writing!

©Anirudh Asher,2009

Yeah so the developed nations did have a headstart screwing the world over but it isn’t like the Indian Circus(I’m not calling it a government any more) were very far behind in the sodomization of our planet it’s resources and inhabitants.

A discovery that is far greater than that of the telephone and youtube has been “unearthed”(pun intended), that Currency Exchange Rates ar responsible for killing more Indian students worldwide than racism. Get your calculator or pinch one from your Mum’s purse and start tappity tapping away at it. A vegetarian burger meal at Nandu’s is $12 AUD in Australia. The current rate of exchange from the celestial Indian Rupee (INR) to the Ruddy AUD is a whopping Rs.40 to a Dollar. And I chose this place due it’s currency being weaker than the US, big mistake! For my international readers let me put across to them that “The World Bank estimates that 456 million Indians (42% of the total Indian population) now live under the global poverty line of $1.25 per day (PPP).” Wiki Those poor people live under one Aussie Dollar a day! Yes! and Nandu’s have the cojones to charge 12 AUD per veggie burger meal?

Alright, enough math, its causing my head to go under the poverty line. Lets take things to the next level, if India had a stronger currency, Indian students abroad might have had safer lives, not having to work for to pay off loans and those pounds of flesh that our families have put on the line. But the hardest, saddest and most painful truth of all is that if India had a stronger currency the millions of students abroad would not even have had to leave the motherland and the love of their families to seek a better education. If only quality Indian education would not be limited to those MOFO IIT’s and IIM’s. So what if you have a higher chance of getting in if you come from the scum of a caste system(that was abolished in 400BC?), so what if you have a higher chance of getting into Mumbai or Delhi University if you have a parent who’s of the Sindhi, Christian, Hindu, Sikh, Muslim, Martian Religion?

Dear Mr. Puppet Indian Prime Minister, you will not achieve the title of a developed nation for India by pushing the rich under the poverty line and giving quotas to those who are already hurting below the belt.

Stop Screwing the nation, stop quotas! Stop racism from hurting you’re countrymen! Unleash the friggin currency!

©Anirudh Asher,2009

1. Believers
2. Non-believers
3. Those in between

As you can see from the heading of this post, it’s quite clear what I’m talking about here. The reason I’m referring to miracles is becuase I have not seen any in a while and I’m hoping that the miracle department of the universe sees this as a sign to send me some soon.

The ones I am referring to are not your pharmacy variety miracles involving visions, God, apparitions or even major kicks on one’s arse if you get the force of my foot.

As we quietly flitter through our meaningless lives wondering when our next promotion will come, hoping that the love of our life turns up from behind a cloud or bickering that our family is not of the same psychological/metaphysical nature as you are, sit back and take a nap. If you are a rocker listen to Linkin Park/U2, if you’re a trance or house junkie open up a 20 litre can of Soul House/Beach Trance, if you are a classical oldy, unhook some Chopin. Close those tired lost eyes and open them up again soon to read what I’ve written.

It doesn’t have to be music, anything that sends a lightning strike down your spine like a dragon on concentrated Red Bull will do. Think back, when was the last time you felt those goosepimples glide over your skin, what caused it? Was a sound, a moment, a person, or a God? Just lose focus.

I regretfully announce that there is no real purpose to this post, and as much as I’d like you all to become believers and be hypnotized into reading my content day by day, it really only depends on how much you enjoy my writing.

Some are born to serve others, while there are those who are born to lead. Some miracles are born to smash belief structures and lead the world to a new dawn, while there are those who just perish as they cannot handle the new age. Whatever it is that you are born to do, you will never miss that bus. Everyone is not on the same frequency, and if everyone was, it would just suck to know that the person next to you knows what you are thinking.

If anything, I hope that this post has brought some kind of miracle to your life.

©Anirudh Asher,2009

Note: The knowledge described above is derived from knowledge gained from my Guru and guiding light. Guruji, if you are reading this, I have not copied but merely referred to your teachings.

Tip1: Give exams. No one likes exams, hell no normal person even likes education! but if you have a rich relative who’s ready to sponsor your exam chasing disinterests (regardless of whether you care about educating yourself or not)an exam is the perfect environment to practice my worldfamous in Melbourne PIPID™ theory.

• Procrastination
• IS
• Productivity
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• Disguise
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An exam environment provides the perfect energies and mood to piss you off enough with life and studies to write with reckless abandon and throw your imagination at every wall, window, book, and person that you see. If you cannot aim your super writing powers at your blog or MS Word, you might be inclined to verbally flog those around you. Before you unleash your imaginative powers against your family, friends or fire eating pet Koala, remember to try and not  rip them to shreds with that silver tongue.

Tip #2- Inspiration.

I guarantee that there’s atleast one person whom you love and admire for their achievements. That person is usually called your role model but if you are a girl or a queer guy it could be a ramp model. Either way, there has to be someone who inspires you. If there isn’t one who inspires you, choose someone who you loathe for their high achievements (Respectable or not), and instead of matching up to their shoulders, try to undermine them with your plans for world domination. Most people would choose their boss for the second category, but you can add your dog or even Gabbar Singh on that list.

My inspiration and life’s role model is my Dad, yes I know I am putting my family in danger from the evil forces of the planet Kralgon by saying this, but it was due be posted on here someday. If you think this fact is cliched, try beating my Dad in any field(of your choice). My Dad has more hobbies and expertise than you have cells in your body. He can hear the engine of a car and tell whats wrong with it, that would even put Superman to shame! With a Dad like that, I don’t need inspiration. It just falls into my brain. Now that you know what to look for in a role model, get out, get online, get going and start finding someone who you respect and/or hate enough and start building up your best or worst (if you may) in writing.

As a favour to the universe, I will put up tips on writing atleast once a week. You can thank me later.

ps. My Daddy strongest!

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