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disclaimer: This is hardcore and meant to seduce a gamer; for others - about a decade back two nerds gave the world something called "google".


Age of the Empire is a popular real time strategy (RTS) game published by Microsoft involving various civilizations and historical events. Well... it's bloody addictive.
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by JAY @ 9:13 PM |Show/Add (3) comments|
[Hide (3) comments]Jaybert is from Elbonia. Elbonia is a little known fourth world town in the communist Bengal. Elbonia has been famous only because long back a large cache of arms was dropped in its mainland to fight the mindless rule of Communists. However, all the hopes of a great renaissance died when the mighty people of Elbonia decided to use the rocket launchers to tie their cows.
Jaybert has been working in a city in the heart of the communists, disguised as a supply chain expert. Secretly, he works with the brotherhood to overturn the communists one day.
Just about two years ago, Jaybert had joined as a fresh and young graduate in an organization, and worked hard to expand the Supply Chain Operations. He expanded the operations for entire 2 years. He accumulated some net +ve accolades (summation of all the brickbats and accolades). Today, Jaybert has just executed a plan to reduce the warehouse area and make all the processes lean.
(Apologies to hard core ADAM SCOTT fans, for the shortcomings in the above piece especially the lingo)Pointy haired Boss - What next?
Jaybert - Do I go beyond and open more warehouses?
Pointy haired Boss - Please, feel free to do so as long as you don't ask for cash.
Jaybert - No Cash!!... ummm.. do I get a permission to go and try to win one of those reality TV competitions. This will get us cash, keep me busy for a few months and no one has to know.
Pointy haired Boss - What are the odds?
Jaybert - Let's say, If I compete as a transvestite with a big rack, in a show called Dancing Queen, I can at least reach the semis without a fight. The other option is to enroll into Big Boss, where the probablity to win the event is high even if someone lacks talent.
Pointy haired Boss - That's TV jazz and is risky too. I would need money to fix you to win the competition.
Jaybert - What do I do then? I don't have work. Are you gonna fire me?
Pointy haired Boss - Not really. I already got Catbert to fire your other colleagues. Who do I boss around? Besides you are too cute to let go.
Someone poking the "pitchspoon"into Jaybert's sordid posterior, by now, goes unnoticed.
Jaybert - hmm.. What should I do?
Pointy haired Boss - There is one guy eligible to ask questions here and that's not you. Besides I pay you to think.
Jaybert - I can do one thing. There were two warehouses I built last year. I can destroy them now. It will take about 6 months and then, we can rebuild it ,which will take another 6 months. So, we get busy for the entire year.
Pointy haired Boss - great! I like it.
While you do it, keep some reasons ready for justification of your actions.
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by JAY @ 3:25 AM |Show/Add (1) comments|
[Hide (1) comments][prologue to the great Indian erotica]
(

. reminded by heather and her fellow blogger friends; however, I am delving into that non conventional and weird writing as usual.
. a semi fictional account)
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I still wanna sing, as I see the chisel in ur hand..
and the horror in your pants.
The owner of the humongous bestiality doesn't expect a ferocious tigress giving all her wildness to him like this, but all he thinks of is, his struggle to breath freely.
His gentle requests go unheard and he moves to break free from her "generous" arms.Thus, he lets himself live another moment.
She caresses his arms and chirps with her lips "your arms are strong, and I like that". Moments of silence follow and she yells again "your arms are strong, I like them".
"umm, uh yes! yes!.. your arms are stronger"
She watches in horror and demands "you could have said something else".
He caresses her like she is the lotus embodied in a silk-smooth alabaster skin and her legs part with the spell, that they are in.
"your legs are stronger too."
She distances herself the way the sun leaves the mountains every morning; however, her eyes are wide in shock and disgust. Suddenly, the embodiment of two lives into one was stranded before it could begun.
Jay realizes his mistake and thus his 1st erotica dies. Ok! u think it was a joke :P.
and surrendered to the sheath ..
but I know u r also a horned one!
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by JAY @ 4:27 AM |Show/Add (11) comments|
[Hide (11) comments](Its another long post .. But worth it

This happened like an year ago, but I would remember it for a long time. This was a crucial interview.
I reached there on time .. everything was set and the process started soon. I had some stupid query for which, I approached one of the administration guys and shot the Q. The tall and towering figure turned, stared at me disparagingly and answered in his Amitabh like Baritone. He was an impressive man. He dismissed my existence as silly.
Soon the group discussion followed. I did well and it gave me the confidence for the final interview. As usual in the interview, I was the last man in.
The person who had ignored me as if I am the crap on a car bonnet, was there right in the middle of the three member panel giving me little idea of how I had underestimated him.
Those who don't have the patience, can straightway go to(click it) [ Fun with Mr. Guha]
The Questions touched some agricultural issues about which I had no idea. I candidly said I don't know the technicalities. He egged me on for guessing the answers. I accepted the challenge (who cares if I was no where near the right answer or had hit the bull's eye). After a few rounds of Qs on medicines, the discussion moved to my Hobbies.
So what else do u do?
"I write, read and play badminton" (I had practiced to fix only these three, which I can defend)
What do u write?
"I write whatever comes to my mind. Right now I am working on my biography and a story based on the unsolved Purulia Arms drop case"
hmmm, ok leave it. U play badminton.
"yes"
Tell me Why is All England Open Badminton Championship called so
"I don't exactly know y they named it so. It was a long time back."
So there are'nt any reasons.
"well I guess (they nodded yes, yes .. guess) It was opened to all (global) hence it was called so.. and it was touted the World Cup at that time.."
So why is it still called so
"I guess the tradition has to play a part and it stayed"
Why our event isn't called so?
"It cannot be called All England Badminton championship. One .. cause this is not England and two it is not open to all "
They laughed.
Ok, tell me the point system?
"Well they keep it changing. Right now it is 5 sets .. with 7 point each game."
So , Its nice.
"I don't think so sir.. The game is faster but it doesn't suit Indian shuttlers. They r slow"
OK leave it. What do u read?
"Anything, I am a voracious reader. Feed on anything I can lay my hands on"
Oh yeah!. what kind of books?
"Sir, I am not a fan of any specific genre. I pick books of different styles"
Like
"Like Historical I Picked HITLER, fiction GO Small things. Fiction Grisham, etc"
The Last book u read?
"Da Vinci Code"
Haah !! Crap. misleading .fodged.errr. history.
"Sir, I don't agree It was a fiction and anyways History is semi fiction. So, I enjoyed it as a good thriller set against an unconventional backdrop."
hmmmm..
Fun with Mr.Guha
Most of the talking was done by that Tall persona and a few by the person on his left. The third person was quite and watching me till..
Do u know William Dalrymple?
Ummmmm, I have heard of him but don't remember exactly. May be White Mughals??
He asked me about another Author..
Obviously, I had no idea.
Another one.. Do u know Ramchandra Guha?
"umm read of him but cannot recall any particular work from him."
U donno..?
"RamChandran , I have read his articles in Times of India"
U said Ramchandran?
"Oh! my mistake its Ramchandra"
The Q changed lips (The baritone again).
"No.. Why did u say Ramchandran? Do u think a name like Ramchandran Guha is possible.
Isnt he a Bengali.?
"yes sir his surname Guha suggests he is a Bengali"
So, why did u say so? Do u think a name like Ramchandran Guha is possible?
"Sir, yes the name seems unlikely. However, this is a strange world anyone can have any names"
They started laughing ,,... Bullcrap!!!
I interrupted their joy.
"Sir , when a guy called Baddruddin Qazi named himself Johnnie Walker .. after the bevarage brand.. anything is possible...So, its a strange world"
Mr. Goliath made a serious face and said " don't you think there is a difference between an inherited name and an adopted name?"
"Definitely there is . But there can be other possibilities"
Like?
"Like.. may be Ramchandran Guha's perents were of different community and to have a compromise they named him so .. Surname of one parent and the 1st name from the other one."
They again started laughing(goddamn how much I made them laugh

So, what do you think? who was who?
"Sir, may be his dad was a Bengali coz he has the Bengali surname and his mother would be Tamilian (coz of the Tamilian 1st name)"
Silence .. They stared at each other for a while.
Mr. baritone stares at me and says :
"You know u have a foot in your mouth"
Man!! I was shocked and scared.
They asked a few more and then said .. You may leave now .. and do take some biscuits u have talked a lot.
The sadistic panel comprised of some of the distinguished gentlemen in Academic fraternity
Prof. Sriram (Mr. Baritone.. I faced him later in class. Never dared to talk back on him). Prof. Raghuram (the silent person) and the third was Prof. Diptesh Ghosh.
Thanks and good bye.
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by JAY @ 7:05 PM |Show/Add (4) comments|
[Hide (4) comments]Rated : ***
Background Score : Nancy Sinatra and Jay
The shuttle was tossed up. Paro had hit her typically sharp crosscourt drop. The opponent picked it up but managed only to push it further to the midcourt.
The shuttle was high up in front of me in the mid court.
Paro (shouts): "Kill It !!"
I typically put it across another drop to an unreachable corner.
Paro (Giggles) : "Yeah, Kill it in your own way!"
Jay : ha ha ha.
Yeah So i am averse to smashing the shuttle. This was yesterday when we were playing a friendly with Paro on my side and her partner HAT on the other. They had just finished their semis.
oops!! now today I face them in the finals. Me and my partner aren't regular combination in Doubles. However, Paro and HAT are a regular combination and represented Uni also. Now Paro is so good that she plays in the men's doubles..
Grrrrr that doesn't mean if i lose i will be stigmatized for losing to her. She is damn good. Whereas her partner HAT is the most competitive guy in the whole campus. He would hate to lose to even a sparrow. Man!!! he smashes .. phewww!!!.
The match is just 1 hour away. Lets hope not too many people turn up ... well losing when ur seeded one ain't nice .. he he he.
See the Confidence ... hey!! wait... enough of .. losing right ..Gotta Kill Bill .. Revenge .. :P
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by JAY @ 7:18 PM |Show/Add (13) comments|
[Hide (13) comments]Its been late to put it here. The dorm naming ceremony was over like 2 months back.However, we have been joined by two exchange students Fabian and Christopher. Two days back we conducted the "Story session" (on which the dorm names are based) for the two.
This is the draft that I had prepared for this years dorm naming ceremony. We have to make certain changes for the two new exotic inhabitants of our dorm cause we don't feel we can subject them to such a rustic and sadistic pleasure of ours.
The Draft
Maxi as the God's own thundering voice :
"We residents of Dorm 17 , welcome everyone to the most coveted and respected ceremony of our Dorm. Dorm 17 over the years has seen its transition from being Swarga Satrah (the heaven seventeen) to the Dorm of Love and now to an inflection point Of being the Dorm of lust. Now, as the baton has to be passed to the new batch of 17 shockers we have gathered to bless the noobs with dorm names. Dorm names not only represent a tag but it is the identity of the ones existence and oozes property of the orgasmic pleasure that being a WIMWIAN provides to its students. Everyone has carried the Dorm Name with pride.. and hope the next batch of our warriors do the same."
"I hereby Formally announce the ceremony open."
Steps to the glory and pseudo intellectual tranquility:-
Step 1: Bows
Step 2: (Rubby exemplifies) I formally known as .......... today in this auspicious day ....announce that my name would be " " henceforth. True to the "....." tradition of the Dorm 17 takes the oath that i will carry the dorm name with pride rest of my life as a WIMWIAN.
Step 3: water to be poured on the feet (of dorm God).
Step 4: Bows in all direction to respect the presence of omnipresent Almighty.
Step 5: Proudly present (LOUDLY) ur name ot the dorm God and bow three times .
The stigma and the stigmatized were :-
Prateeek = Lotion
Siddhartha = Monty
Himanshu = Rusky
Tarun = Silo
Sourjo = Volvo
Vivek = Pyro
Apbhramaya = Auntie (now has been changed to be a less pinching name)
Garjun = Bubbles
Amit = jhalak
Jugal = Cryo
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[Hide (5) comments](from - a documentary in our Strategy class about Nick Leeson.)
Nick Leeson ..looks a normal guy who has the wonderful capability to charm the people surrounding him. He is a manager of a Football team, a job he has earned with so much effort.Apart from that he has a book and a royalty from a movie made on that book.
Most likely u willl find this guy delivery what is a "post dinner talk" where he explains
how he duped an age old bank to be sold for 1 pound.
Flshback ...Early 90s....
Nick was an ambitious young man when he moved from Morgan Stanley to Barings Bank ( the oldest merchant bank from England). The oldest bank had a laid back organisational structure. So, they were overly excited to bring back the glory days when Nick Leeson newly moved into thier futures business(Singapore) and showed profits.. But thier faith was toyed with:-
Nick would ask for money from the London office which was passed to him without proper investigation.Nick would say he needed the money for Clients to pay thier margin money to the exchange.He would buy futures on his own (with that money) and hide the losses in a secret account 8888. The auditors cud never detect that there existed such an account which had so much money leaked into it. Nick screwed the software/computer network so that the account was undetected. He would gamble with company's money. Once, he gambled heavily and pulled it off wiping all the previous losses. Then due to a natural calamity the market started to go southwards.. everyone was loosing money. Nick again decided to go against the tide and gamble by buying more futures... this time he asked for more than 800 million pounds. To his own surprise he managed to get it. Howver, he was unable to pull this gamble .. he figured heavy losses which he again hid in the secret account. Stress on him was increasing .. and often he would seek support from his wife, who was too happy with the amount of money that Nick would bring home.
And then he left some note and vanished ... the bell was rung by himself... but prolly it was too late .. by the time company found such heavy losses... it cudnt do anythng to bind it. The company was to be sold.
Barings had illustrious clientele like sultan of brunie.. but he cudnt be contacted on time... England govt. refused to bail it out.. and Barings was sold to ING for one pound.
Nick was sentanced 6 and half years of prison. He was let go aftr 4 yrs cause of good beahviour. He wrote a book "Rouge Trader" for which he recieved heaps of money and then it was made into a movie Nick again recieved a fortune as royalty. He is now a manager of a football club, A job he earned with hard effort cause of his credibilty issues in various attempts.
He delivers a lectures and shows and is interviewed as to HOW HE PULLED IT OFF.
His wife divorced him to marry another trader ( guess
!! she wont miss his money).
Whatta rejuvination after single handedly .. sinking a fortune.
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Nick's secretary : "Nick was such awesome guy ... dynamic (giggle)... shouting sell ..sell!!!!...... we all wanted to be so famous and popular .. when Nick was caught we were like wow! Mick u made it."
The then CEO :" I donno how he did it. prolly his intentions.. he was too smart..."
Nick :" they were Stupid" (giving him millions wthout enquiring why).
"I thought i will be caught in next 2 days.. but it never happened.. and i grew in confidence".
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lovely !!! aint it ? she calls out my name... sweetest gift for a long time.
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