The sexy conversation
- 1782 - American Revolutionary War: In Paris, representatives from the United States and the Kingdom of Great Britain sign preliminary peace articles (later formalized in the 1783 Treaty of Paris).
- 1786 - Peter Leopold Joseph of Habsburg-Lorraine, Grand Duke of Tuscany, promulgates a penal reform making his country the first state to abolish the death penalty. November 30 is therefore commemorated by 300 cities around the world as Cities for Life Day. (A great news)
- 1853 - Crimean War: The Russian navy destroys the Ottoman fleet at the Battle of Sinop. (Interesting)
- 1864 - American Civil War: Battle of Franklin — The Army of Tennessee led by General John Bell Hood mounts a dramatically unsuccessful frontal assault on Union positions around Franklin, Tennessee (Hood lost six generals and almost a third of his troops). (Suicide mission)
- 1872 - The first-ever international football match takes place at Hamilton Crescent, Glasgow, between Scotland and England. (Wow! now thats what I call good news)
- 1874 - Winston Churchill was born in Blenheim Palace (the Duke of Marlborough's official seat). (Great man just like me)
- 1936 - In London, the Crystal Palace is destroyed by fire. (Pre Independent Indians must have celebrated)
- 1943 - World War II: Tehran Conference — U.S. President Franklin D. Roosevelt, British Prime Minister Winston Churchill, and Soviet leader Josef Stalin establish an agreement concerning a planned June 1944 invasion of Europe codenamed Operation Overlord.
- 1954 - In Sylacauga, Alabama, United States, an 8.5 lb (3.4 kg) sulfide meteorite crashes through a roof and hits Mrs. Elizabeth Hodges in her living room after bouncing off her radio, giving her a bad bruise, in the only unequivocally known case of a human being hit by a space rock. (Thats 'spacy'!!)
- 1966 - Barbados becomes independent from the United Kingdom.
- 1967 - The People's Republic of South Yemen becomes independent from the United Kingdom.
- 1979 - Pink Floyd release the album The Wall. (Nice one)
- 1981 - Cold War: In Geneva, representatives from the United States and the Soviet Union begin to negotiate intermediate-range nuclear weapon reductions in Europe (the meetings ended inconclusively on December 17).
- 1998 - Deutsche Bank announces a $10 billion deal to buy Bankers Trust, thus creating the largest financial institution in the world. (Money mints green)
- 1999 - British Aerospace and Marconi Electronic Systems merge to form BAE Systems, Europe's largest defence contractor and the fourth largest aerospace firm in the world.
- 2004 - Lion Air Flight 538 crashlands in Surakarta, Central Java, Indonesia, killing 26.
- 2005 - Rt Rev John Sentamu becomes the first black archbishop in the Church of England as Archbishop of York.
- 1756 - Ernst Chladni, German physicist (d. 1827)
- 1781 - Alexander Berry, British adventurer (d. 1873)
- 1813 - Charles-Valentin Alkan, French composer (d. 1888)
- 1817 - Theodor Mommsen, German author and Nobel Prize laureate (d. 1903)
- 1835 - Samuel Clemens (aka Mark Twain), American writer (d. 1910)
- 1858 - Jagdish Chandra Bose, Indian physicist (d. 1937)
- 1869 - Gustaf Dalén, Swedish physicist and Nobel Prize laureate (d. 1937)
- 1874 - Sir Winston Churchill, Prime Minister of the United Kingdom and Nobel Prize laureate (d. 1965)
- 1912 - Gordon Parks, American photographer, film director, composer and writer
- 1915 - Henry Taube, Canadian-born chemist and Nobel Prize laureate (d. 2005)
- 1960 - Gary Lineker, English international footballer
- 1965 - Aldair, Brazilian international footballer
- 1972 - Abel Xavier, Portuguese international footballer
- 1990 - Magnus Carlsen, Norwegian Chess player
- 1016 - Edmund II of England
- 1580 - Richard Farrant, English composer
- 1626 - Thomas Weelkes, English composer
- 1654 - John Selden, English jurist and oriental scholar (b. 1584)
- 1675 - Cæcilius Calvert, 2nd Baron Baltimore, colonial Governor of Maryland (b. 1605)
- 1703 - Nicolas de Grigny, French organist and composer (b. 1672)
- 1705 - Catherine of Braganza, wife of Charles II of England (b. 1638)
- 1718 - King Charles XII of Sweden (b. 1682)
- 1761 - John Dollond, British optician (b. 1706)
- 1765 - George Glas, British merchant and adventurer (b. 1725)
- 1900 - Oscar Wilde, Irish writer (b. 1854)
- 1901 - Edward John Eyre, British explorer (b. 1815)
- 1920 - Vladimir May-Mayevsky, Russian counter-revolutionary (b. 1867)
- 1933 - Sir Arthur Currie, Canadian general (b. 1875)
- 1935 - Fernando Pessoa, Portuguese poet (b. 1888)
- 1943 - Etty Hillesum, Dutch diarist (executed) (b. 1914)
- 1953 - Francis Picabia, French painter and poet (b. 1857)
- 1954 - Wilhelm Furtwängler, German conductor (b. 1886)
- 1955 - Josip Štolcer-Slavenski, Croatian composer (b. 1896)
- 1958 - Hubert Wilkins, Australian polar explorer (b. 1888)
- 1967 - Patrick Kavanagh, Irish poet (b. 1904)
- 1987 - Simon Carmiggelt, Dutch journalist and writer (b. 1913)
- 1989 - Paul Keegan, Irish footballer
- 1993 - Sebastian Kappen, Indian theologian (b. 1924)
- 1994 - Guy Debord, French writer and filmmaker (b. 1931)
- 1996 - Tiny Tim, American entertainer (b. 1932)
- 1997 - Kathy Acker, American author (b. 1947)
- 1997 - Randy Walker (AKA Stretch), American musician (b. 1972)
- 2003 - Gertrude Ederle, American swimmer (b. 1906)
- 2004 - Pierre Berton, Canadian author (b. 1920)
- 2005 - Jean Parker, American actress (b. 1915)
Came home and bought a new mp3 player. I had planned to send some of those good shots of mine to orkut media page, but it turned out that I saw some profiles of great photographers and decided to wait for some while.
Did some ATRP reactions for my research and as usual everything turned out to be bull. AFM results proved my inept ability to master the instrument. Went for the weekly soccer game and met Brandon as my apponent. But still I had Reynolds as my striker. Assisted Rey in two easy goals, tackled Brandon with all my strength (my body weight) and had a good battle with the chineese who were sweaty-slippery (they removed their t shirts coz it was damn hot).
Went to Ohio for the weekend cricket game. Great city should I say. The downtown is large and made a puny out of my current city (Lexington). First time had coffee in US after 11 months. Had a French Vanilla Frapachino (dont even know the spelling, its from Starbucks). Got addicted to it in the first sip itself.
Picked up a new guy from Hyderabad on SUnday. Found out that this guy is innocent. But he had a great first day experience. We took some cool speakers and shelves from trash for our apartment (Hey what do u think!! Its not easy living in US as a starter).
This week did some normal stuff. My computer got infected with adaware and spyware (I was a bit lonely and went through these odd american sites and all of a sudden some adult popup came up). My virus detector gave a blare all of a sudden and thats it spyware infestation.
Planned my experiments and this time found out I got good patterns in my samples. Verified them with the lab microscope. Was happy with that. My Smokys experience enticed me to buy a camera and so I decided to check some deals. Found some great deals on the net. Just before pressing the verify to place order button Ramu (my new roommate) came into my mind and since he came 3 days ago from India I got into the act of converting stuff into rupees. My heart went bizarre and finally pressed my mind to wait for some more time. Still I'm aiming for the Panasonic SLR type.
Played basketball for two days during my routine workout. It was a good change and my arm feels strong. Checked my weight and found out that I am reaching a saturated level of around start 70's. Other than these my life was routine. Expecting some new comers and fresh faces to throw the light around me. Still am in the dilemma to whether go for election next year or not. And finally I feel lonely coz none read my blog and even if someone does I dont see a reply. Seems like this finally turned out to be my personal diary instead of a public bulletin board about my life. I wish I can go back to the time when I was happy.
Still got lotz of time to play with. Let me finish it coz am becoming Nostalgic. What will the future birng me this week??
The Otherside of Town
The children as I learnt later from my bro and his friend were not their kids but actually children from foster homes and runaway toddlers. When I asked them why they wanted to have these children, one nigger replied 'its for the Fucking greenie'. I dint understand what he said and I looked at my bro. My face was painted with a big question (I guess with the green color the nigger indicated). My bro instantly understood my question and replied 'Greenie means Dollars'. He cleared my mind with a concept which I never knew existed in the States. He said that these communities were considered by the US govt as deprieved class. These people were given some wild priviledges that every month they need to pay only 15 bucks for their rent and half their utility bills. Further for every family the government gives 800 bucks for food each month. The best part is that for every child a family has the govt pays an extra 700 bucks. Then my bro startled me saying that the women whom you met a minute ago has 23 children and thats for the money. How cruel can a person be???
During the time I was trying to resuscitate from the horror I had just encountered, many other people came in and did their wacky shopping. One guy around 20s came in for Jordan shoes. He saw the shoes and after finding out they costed $140, he started scowling in his usual language of F's with my bros friend. I expected him to beat the life out of him. But my bros friend returned the favor with an equivocal language and skill.
Later I decided to stand out for a while coz the shop had too much of a smoke caused by the cigar fanatics huffing and puffing like a smoked steam engine. (learnt that there were 62 varieties of cigars and that the pineapple flavor is considered the most profitable cigar type). So when I stood out I was world watching. My eyes met a group of men and women sitting on a park bench and its nearby ground.
I don't think of myself as the type of person to find enjoyment in the mere existence of a group of people, just because they look different. But there was something strange about low community black people that just gets my goat. It's not just me either, almost everyone I know gets frightened at the sight of a black person. They looked really frightening, and who doesn't like someone who perpetually looks jolly. But their bantering seemed that they dint care about the outside world or about the way the world looks at them. The group was having fun in their own way. They were jeering with joy. Each one had a bottle of beer in his or her hand, mouth filled with 32 teeth which were the only other white regions in their body other than their eyes. They were singing with the usual F words with ease. They fought against each other occasionally, ran against each other, teased every women in the group, gave a cheerfull compliment to onroad passers, greeted children with sarcasm, booed old people with greetings and finally made a fool of themselves to their friends. It was a strange and admirable sight. Finally I got sick of it that I went back into the shop. To my suprise my bro was about to leave.
Finally I was relieved from this Black wonderland and taken to the car lot where I met the complete opposite of what I saw like 5 minutes ago. I wont call it the opposite world, it was the normal community one would encounter in US. Looked at the cars and finally drove 4 of them, sorted 2 and finally decided upon one.
This experience has changed the way I think of this land of opportunities. Every country has its own drawbacks. The people I had seen are made lazy by the government. They dont beg, but they smuggle drugs. They are not educated not coz they dint have the chance but coz they are supposed to be kept like that by the higher class. The world is a strange place. It might be made small by technology but it never can be clasped by the human mind. There are just certain things in the world which cant be taken that easily by the heart either.
Lets see how much more would I see in this world before I lay my soul.
A funny Letter
Letter of shock to a father
Father passing by his teenage daughter's bedroom> was> astonished to see the bed was nicely made and> everything was neat and tidy. Then he saw an> envelope> propped up prominently on the centre of the pillow.> It> was addressed "Dad". With the worst premonition, he> opened the envelope and read the letter with> trembling hands:-> > Dear Dad,> > It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing> you, but I'm leaving> home.I had to elope with my new boyfriend Randy> because I wanted to avoid> a> scene with Mom and you. I've been finding real> passion with Randy and he> is> so nice to me. I know when you meet him you'll like> him too - even with> all> his piercing, tattoos, and motorcycle clothes. But> it's not only the> passion> Dad, I'm pregnant and Randy said that he wants me> to> have the kid and that> we can be very happy together. Even though Randy is> much older than me> (anyway,42 isn'tso old these days is it?),and has> no> money, really these> things shouldn't stand in the way of our> relationship,don't you agree?> > Randy has a great CD collection; he already owns a> trailer in the woods> and> has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. It's> true he has other> girlfriends as well but I know he'll be faithful to> me in his own way. He> wants to have many more children with me and that's> now one of my dreams> too. Randy taught me that marijuana doesn't really> hurt anyone and he'll> be> growing it for us and we'll trade it with our> friends for all the cocaine> and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we'll pray> that science will find a> cure for AIDS so Randy can get better; he sure> deserves it!!> > Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 years old now and I know> how> to take care of> myself.> Someday I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can> get to know your> grandchildren.> > Your loving daughter,> Rosie.> > At the bottom of the page were the letters "PTO".> Hands still trembling,> her> father turned the sheet, and read:> > PS: Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at the> neighbour's house.I> just> wanted to remind you that there are worse things in> life than my report> card> that's in my desk centre drawer. Please sign it and> call when it is safe> for> me to come home. I love you!!!
I wasn't born normal like other kids (nice start). I was 4.80 kgs. I was healthy more than enough and I was fat and chubby. It took me 22 years for me to lose my childhood cholestrol!! :-)
During these 22 years sports has been my passion. I had played soccer not because of fun and friends but because of its spirit. I was lucky enough to get chances of being the goalie my entire life. I had dived, rolled, jumped, why even ran to save certain good goals in my life. But after coming to the States, I made some friends from all continents. I have friends from Ghana, China, Japan, Bangladesh, Korea, Brasil, Sudan, Saudi and much more.
I had the honor of playing with these intercontinental players like a month ago. The best thing was I started as a defender and guess what, I defended like hell. There was this big Brasil guy whom I pushed and dieshevelled and did all kinds of strange stuff to protect my goal. I was appreciated by everyone in the team. Everything goes to my ability to understand concepts, strategies and ideas while playing Fifa 2006 in playstation. Thats how I learnt what true soccer is. Then like a week ago, I started again as the defender, but more likely as a Central Defensive player. I kept oscillating between midfield and defense all the time. I gave a cross so good in that game that we scored a goal at the crucial moment.
But today since there were less players, I had the opportunity to start as a right forward along with Reynolds (Ghanian and my lab senior) who was the left forward. As expected I was horrible in making a fake move and every time the defender read my mind. I would say I was like Peter Crouch in the England team. Then Reynolds engraved my mind with some eye opening tips that immediately I followed it and scored a solo goal. Then 2 minutes later he lofted the ball from his left to the left corner. I ran about 15 yards dived and nudged the ball into the goal with two defenders sliding past me. The opponents equalised soon. Then I was hell tired that I played midfield for some time and thats when I gave two pinpoint crosses to Reynolds who converted them to easy goals. After first half I was fine and again went to attacking position. My hat trick was an easy one as Kausthav did the solo work in central midfield assissted by Reynolds. He passed me the ball and I just tapped it in the sloppily guarder goal. The score read 9-9. (Hehehehe, sorry to break u this late. Come on guys think about it. Graduates played the game) We decided to go for golden goal rule. The opponents gave pressure on our defence. I ran from forward to right back, intercepted the cross, tapped the ball over the opponent forward, ran 40 yards and gave Reynolds a high volley which he took control and kicked mid air. Suprisingly the opponent goalie got a hand to it, gathered the ball and kicked it so long that the opponent forward socred a goal. We lost by figures but all won by hearts. Final score 9-10. Reynolds socred 6. I scored the remaining 3 in our team. Opponent striker scored 3, midfielder 2, owngoal 2, Right mid 1, left mid 1 and centre back 1. Who cares about the final score. It was just fun, real hope of survival, a game of exhaltation, a revival of my self. I did the unbelievable (Even I dint believe it). That what counts.
Got 4 more years to play this game and everyday is gonna be a new game. Lets see what happens.