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I doubt if anyone even reads this blog anymore but in case you do, you might be wondering what happened to all the comments.

When I started this blog, Blogger's commenting system was really horrible and therefore like many other bloggers at that time I too installed Haloscan. Bad idea.

Now, Haloscan is no more, Blogger is okay-ish in the way it handles comments, and well I've switched back primarily because I had no other option. Which means, the old comments that people left using Haloscan are no more. I do have them all backed up on an XML file and once Blogger somehow allows me to import them I shall do so. However, for now as things stand, we've lost hundreds of comments.

Not that anyone cares. Sigh!

Love and Hate

More panels from Y - The Last Man

Whimper

- From Y - The Last Man

Co-Branding

Came across this Super Commando Dhruv Comic some time back. Haven't read it but it must be kick-ass, after all you can't go wrong with a name like that :)

Overheard in Indore - IV

Drunk Guy: Yaar, life mein saari buri aadatein ek hi cheez se lagti hain.
Sober Guy: Achcha. Kis se?
Drunk Guy: Exams. Banda sochta hai, exams mein cheating to kar hi raha hoon, daaru bhi pee leta hoon.
Sober Guy: Sahi baat hai.

- Two IIM participants

Overheard in Indore - III

"Is mein koi adult scenes hain kya?"

- College Student at a screening of Chocolat at the Global Cinema Festival, Indore.

All that you touch, All that you see

I'll be watching the skies this morning for the longest solar eclipse of the 21st Century. Hope you would too, if you're lucky enough to be in the path of the eclipse. If not you could try checking it out online here.
Link courtesy: Wired Science

Overheard in Indore - II

Girl #1: ...and then she told me that he slapped her.
Girl #2: Really? No way.
Girl #1: Yeah! Imagine that, I mean... how could he hit a girl.
Girl #2: Shit, that's bad, I tell you. But why?
Girl #1: She... umm... err... kicked him in the nuts.
Girl #3: So... are they dating?

- Little Italy, Treasure Island Mall

Overheard in Indore

Guy #1: I think I'm becoming too romantic these days.
Guy #2: Really?
Guy #1: Yeah... I think I will see 1-2 psycho movies now.

Overheard in Bangalore - II

Namkeen-seller on Sampark Kranti Express:

Namkeen wala idhar hai,
aapka dhyaan kidhar hai?

Overheard in Bangalore

Bereft of ideas, I have been 'inspired' by Overheard in New York.

Overheard in Bangalore [well, actually somewhere between Delhi and Bangalore]

Boy #1: Eminem se zyaada smart lagta hai Enrique.
Boy #2: Bon Jovi dekha hai? Akon bhi sahi hai, kaala hai bas.

- Two 17 year old kids on Sampark Kranti Express

Making Money from the Recession

Saw both in Bangalore. It is interesting how even the recession can be used to make money.

Why So Serious? - II

Some time back I had put up an Amul Icecream ad that hinted at the Joker perhaps only inadvertently and subliminally. Here the Amul Ads are more direct. I must admit this is one campaign that has not only lasted so long but has also managed to remain fresh all this while.

You can see all of Amul's ads here.

Her Husband is a Long Jumper

I got to know of this through someone's status message on gtalk. I was immediately reminded of something I had written about some time back. Again, there are so many things that are disturbing. Here, we have minor girls marrying frogs - so the brides as well as the grooms were minors. But why frogs of all creatures? What have they ever done?

Apparently, it is done to, "prevent the outbreak of mysterious diseases" and is an annual feature. So it perhaps is entirely possible that the same frogs are getting married year after year. Possibly polygam-ic pipidae. I'm sure soon India Today will come out with one of their surveys. Outlook will play me-too [or maybe the other way round] and will proudly claim that 34% of girls below 10 like frogs that are athletic. And then, Danny Boyle will make a movie about the real-India called, Slumfrog L'Affaire. [Hat tip: Aditya]

The ceremonies had all the usual elements of a traditional marriage including a sumptuous feast.

No mention again of what the frogs ate.

The frog princes were tied to long sticks decorated with garlands for the marriage ceremonies.

Well that's kind of understandable with the groom being a long-jumper and being forced into an illegal marriage.

As for the terrified frogs, they are thrown back into the temple ponds after the ceremony.

Tsk. Tsk. They weren't even given a chance to transform into princes.

Also, what is perhaps even more hilarious is the way TOI reports it.

The villagers threw themselves into the ceremonies with gusto.

I can almost imagine the frogs getting bored of the whole thing and hopping away [alongwith their sticks like tiny little stilt-walkers] and the 'relatives' throwing themselves at the frogs with "gusto".

Previous posts on TOI - [1, 2].

Breakonomics!

It has been a long time since this blog saw any activity. Who is to blame? I could blame the paucity of time in an MBA student's life. I could blame my own ennui. But it's just that... do you even care?

Anyway, enough with the yes-i-am-back-to-blogging statements for now. The whole point of this rather bleak post is - I thought of this really bad joke after reading this article by Paul Krugman.

If only love were this easy. Imagine a guy telling his friend -

"Oh! So you guys broke up huh? Don't worry dude. Just remember, in times of depression an expansionary monetary policy won't work. Don't try to give her lots of gifts and money to buy her back. Instead, try an expansionary fiscal policy, take more 'interest' in her and you will reach your true potential!"

To which a fellow MBA student replied... [Needless to mention, she happens to be a girl]

"To reap benefits, you said fiscal policy is best. Right? Then increase the autonomous investment expenditure. Splurge on her! Then only the IS curve would shift and you'll reach equilibrium."

Somehow geeky humour doesn't have the same punch when the geeks happen to be economists.

Statutory Warning: We might be wrong on the economics.