L&T's Enlightenment. June. Editorial.

........and just like that, we are back. 

You are, right now, either cursing the perceived disorientation of the central air conditioning or are outwardly frowning upon some spam SMS you just received trying to sell you a personal Air Conditioner for Re 1/- * (* - Condition Apply.) but secretly wishing for this to be true on the inside. Whatever the case maybe, we must let a collective shout-out leave our systems for a climatically confused summer, marked with untimely showers and windy sandstorms, that has been with us until now. And as it begins to get hotter, keep those lemonade jugs full and within reach all the time. Though, the good news is: The South-West monsoons have hit the coastal state of Kerala 3 days ahead of its schedule. Now, one can only wait for this month to reach its far end for the clouds to make their journey and provide us with three months of wet soil.

Adding to the atmospheric heat was the recently culminated IPL season 4. Which saw you either as a die-hard follower or an indifferent “there’s-way-too-much-cricket-around-these-days” point maker. Long story short, the finals yet again proved that Cricket is a game in which two teams play and Mahendra Singh Dhoni wins. The results also made Royal Challenger Bangalore leave the field with groans sounding like the “Before use” part of a Zandu Balm Ad. 

Here we would like to take a pause and applaud the efforts put in by LnT Dhanush members in kicking off a one-of-its-kind activity and seeing it through to end with a panache matched only by the best of the best. Uplift India Movement declared its first two projects which included conducting an Inter-School Competitions for GOVT schools in and around Faridabad and Weekend Computer coaching sessions for kids under the care of SOS organisation. The uniqueness quotient goes shooting up when the way in which the funds were generated gets factored in. A game of Tambola (well, reverse Tambola actually) played over the Public Address System generated the required buzz which further went on to add upto a collection which could cover most of the expenses for the said event. So, amidst all fun and excitement - a cause got attended to and around 300 students from not-that-privileged strata could earn themselves and their schools some utility prizes, certificates attesting their fabulous talent, and smiles - upon which no tag can be placed. More on the event can be found in the Flashback section. 

Going with the vibe, Enlightenment too saw a foray of newness enter its foyer. With new sections as “@Home” and “Parichay – Family Member” getting lauded handsomely, the team is all geared up in planning some new launches which will meet your eye in times to come. Till then, we wish and hope that you keep partaking in each and every way you can. 

To close this, we just want to touch upon this one observation: In this madness filled race to reach the proverbial “destination” on the path of upward mobility, let’s not forget to warrant frequent silent recesses to take stock of the “journey”. Slog only to the extent you can, never miss your breakfast, take your family off to a thrill filled session of White Water Rafting, read more of such didactic editorials and smile as a four year old child would on seeing an ice-cream trolley. And, say, if things don’t exactly fall in place like clockwork, then just close your eyes for a moment and internalize what the instrumental being played right now on the ground floor stair region by the Beatles have to say: “There will be an answer, let it be. Whisper words of wisdom, let it be. Let it be.” 

On that note, here’s scooting only to come back later. Love.

  

Those Four

(Disclaimer – “Advice” - is a form of nostalgia. That said, here goes.)

One-

You come. Aglow. You enter. You stow.

You see. You feel. You reel. You “Oh!”

You meet. You learn. You listen. You know.

You share. You bend. You amend. Stay low.

You make. Put at stake. Some, they bow.

Two-

You flow. You grow. That said, you show.

You fly. A little “high”. Some, a bit further they go.

You work. You put. You cram. You throw.

You prove. You correct. You believe. You mow.

You charge. At large. Some, they toe.

Three-

You arrive. You preside. You establish, the Status Quo.

You care. You pair. You ask. You bestow.

You shove. You love. You feel. You know.

You rage. You break. You shatter. Go low...

Some meet no-one. Some, doe.

Four-

You reckon. You reconcile. You re-invent. You thaw.

You beam. You smile. You breathe... a lil slow.

You create. You initiate. You restart, some show.

You cater. You provide. You feel, you owe.

You record. You capture. You prepare, to leave...to go.

But there stays, a fight, so trite. Day and night.

Asking you to change, to kowtow.

But, remember.

The challenge is – To never “Grow Up”

...as you Grow.

Off The Record

There were many things which I saw tacitly get added to my list of Shared Human Experiences on this planet during the time I saw myself attached with Renesa. If we were to speak of last year in particular, the period where I had the most fun, I can distinctly put forth an experience which I wish people reading this right now should get to have. Which is what are, in journalistic parlance called - The Off-The-Record Conversations.

I used to conduct a regular feature – Walk When You Talk (Which still is carried by the current team) Up in where a Nokia 5300 device used to keep recording every tick and turn of the conversation which later used to go and lap-up verbatim in press. But what I cherished the most was the inevitable conversation that followed the said On-The-Record talk. Where I used to get invited to the interviewee’s residence and, besides availing periphery benefits like home-made tea and morning snacks (Dr. Porey had a remarkable snack-sense, so to speak, I remember.) I used to ask them various question, share many an uncomfortable opinions and ideas and the same used to happen from the other end.  Be it Dr Porey emphasizing the need to “Own the system”  or Dr Joshi discussing about his ideas on frugal living, or Dr Naik discussing further on the topic of Ethical-Bonds, or Dr. Vakharia speaking thinking aloud on the topic of freshman orientation, or Mrs Porey sharing her views on ‘The Idea That Is Love.’ And amuse at how her name happens to be ‘Kiran’ her husband’s ‘Prakash’ and her son’s ‘Deepak.’

To append to the list- The numerous, free-wheeling, and endless conversations with Dr. Banerjee was something, which I guess, made me more clear in the head all-the-while leaving a lingering sense of chaos for it to get further transformed. After a particularly heavy Idea-Bouncing session I remember him saying to me “Remember, always, Truth with Tact.” The way it encompassed the zing in the air at that point in time is remarkably unparallel. A discussion on the matter of Education with Dr. Channiwala, at his residence in his study (If you ever get a chance, do visit his place. With his permission, ofcourse.) made a lasting impact and further made me raise more questions to myself. Talks with Dr. Christian, Dr. Urvashi Kaushal, Dr. M.N. Mehta, not to forget – Shekhar Bhaiya and many many more teachers has given me perspective about things which broadens my own spectrum of thought and amplifies the log of avenues where more efforts can be put so as to streamline the solution-lending process.

The one thing which remained constant between all these talks was the statement “Please tell them to...” which typifies the overwhelming need on the said person’s side to reach-out. Which makes me infer that not many outlets are there, present, for that to effortlessly happen. They all, also, expressed a need to have more pupils come and share their opinions with them personally. Yet again a thing which I don’t suppose happens much. So, before I get carried away and spew out a quintessential didactic screed – Talk more, share more, Know more about the other side of table, yada yada – let me just put it On-The-Record that being conversant with both my friends and them the teachers, I have come to realize how very important it is to view a thing from point of views of people placed some 20+ units apart on the age-line. It has, if not anything, made me understand me more. And how you can’t believe on Wednesday what you believed in on Monday without taking into account what happened on Tuesday. And, although, I did delink myself from the Newsletter owing to ideological differences- consensus on which would have over-shot the time-boundary which I could allot to the idea - I am happy that I never and neither did they, stopped sharing and talking. Off-The-Record.

Does It All Really Matter?

  

Think about it for a moment, does it? Even if it be a plea from an energy-to-mass-to-energy converting rabble rouser of a certain contraption called “life form” who has revolved only of a total of 22 times around this 1,292,200 kms diameter-ed ball of Helium and Hydrigen illuminating what period we call as “a Day.” Seriously, think about it. 

Our vaunting of a certain aspect of our shared human experience to heights of such greatness that tantamount to some sort of deification or even the downright rejection of the same, interwoven with a certain creed of rage possible only off a high-levelled cock-surety and the farce that is the self-make-belief that one can actually “know it all.” Ask again, does it all really matter? 

Does it all really matter when you imbibe within the results put forth by Stratigraphic analysis of layers and layers of sedimentary rocks and the geo-logic time frame it sets out for us to gape at? Does anything really matter in the larger scheme of things? In the boundless infinity of the ever expanding Universe, where time is measured not by transient human experiences but by huge scale evolutionary changes and cascading magnanimity of this very hugeness that we’ll ever grasp? 

Does your “opinions” your “ideas” your “initiatives” your “wants” hold any true value as a cognisance of anything “real”? When juxtaposed with the vastness of time-space continuum it appears to be nothing more than the speck of grain on the shores of oceans which will inevitably be groped in by the high-minded force of the wave. Does it all really matter when you very well come to acknowledge that in about as small as a morsel of “Time” in the context of planetary geo-chronology, the whole idea behind existence of the Sun, the moon, the Earth, Sachin Tendulkar, you, me, will vaporize and render itself the colour of vagueness? 

Your hyperbolic reverence towards anything does as much to the whole “what matters” part as does you vitriolic bile. Would not all your personal pointless mooning, disdain and woes be forever put to mum by the inevitable spiral of ever increasing entropy? Would the blithe instance of your feeble, fickle existence upon this planet mean anything to the Byrd glacier moving silently through the calm whites of the Antarctic taking almost 10,000 years to do so? Even the faintest of the memory left behind by us bipeds will be lost in the incessant collapse of all the matter under its own self-weight in a sudden spark of cataclysmic catastrophe at a point in the Time dimension. Then, behold. Pause. Aver. Think – Does it all really matter? 

The point is: If you ever find yourself cribbing about how your present isn’t as good as how you over-glorified past was and how your future won’t be as exciting as you want it to be. Then, I am sorry to say this but you have whacked away that brief window of being a cognizant blip on the radar of this Universal timepassery given to you by Nature and the Unknown force of a much much bigger wisdom. 

It will almost be a Laugh Out Loud situation if I were to ever be that person to tell you how better you could utilize this puny tiny little duration of sentience by loving everything unconditionally. Go tell someone you love them and why you don’t know why you love them. And how loving them is not the equivalent of “I want to posses you too.” Call up your 4th grade teacher and tell her that something she told you then makes sense only now and how. Write a heartfelt email to that someone whom you bid farewell at not that hunky-dowry a moment. Then, breathe. Breathe well. Breathe deep. Take stock of the intricate beauty of a dew-flecked cobweb shall you will. Smile. Talk. Live. 

In the end, though, even these all won’t matter either. Not at all in the great and ever-widening chasm of geological time. But, maybe, in these scrawny ticks of the clock and emotion is when and how you’ll be able to guilt-freely escape from the existential dread of your daily self-over-thunk “predicaments.” Trust me, if that matters to you that is, the past is nothing but a collective memory subject to permanent annihilation shall there be a sudden world-wide Amnesia attack. The future is nothing if a hasty asteroid floating carelessly in the deep of the dark decides to direct its trajectory and renders it a direction which culminates upon your living room. It’s all here and now. This moment, yes this one – The one that just came in as another one just went by – is, maybe, all that there is. And, at the risk of sounding sure, all that does matter. Or doesn't.

Ed's note. Enlightenment. L&T. April-2011.

Cricket. 

Yes, we know you are not going to read this until and unless there’s some sort of a proverbial clock needle pointing towards this particular aspect of our shared human experience. So, even we have decided to go with the vibe and replace all our ‘Hello’s and ‘Hi’s with this little seven letter word. Go, relish it. 

Cricket happens to be that fulcrum in course of every Indian’s life about which the extremes of emotion pivot and try to balance each other out in the long run. Hence, in one moment you saw yourself inadvertently utter many an unprintable words as came along the news of Ashwin being dropped out. In the very next you saw yourself praise Ashish Nehra for his deserving-of-all-of-that stint. And, mind you, our friends from across the border aren’t much different either. They went from “Wah, wah” –ing Wahab to mentally trashing Afridi for having played that shot which made him Shaheed Afridi without imposing a batting PowerPlay. And now, as this is being written, we look forward to another, not to mention - special, one-day run of Ramayana on television only with a much much larger audience on 2/04/2011 coming live from Mumbai. And the holiday declared in lieu of the same is as breezy and soothing a gesture as the spray of a fairy’s sparkledust. All said and done, it boils down to this: It’s just a game – But, what a game it is. If you are not a citizen of CricketCrazy-istan yet and need a confirmation, ask around from people for those snaps they took at 1740hrs near the punch-out machines at the ground floor on 30/03/2011. And you’ll flatly know what this whole paragraph was all about. 

The month of April’s up and so is the demand for Air-Conditioners, Coolers, those jute-shield-with-high-water-retention-capacity thingys and, most important of all, prickly heat talcum powder and decilitres of Lemonade. And the fact that IPL’s almost here doesn’t help the whole Heat matter at all. (Okay! No more Cricket henceforth!) Besides the customary beginning with celebrating the global April Fool’s day and the pranks that it brings alongwith, what’s even more so special about this month is that almost all of the distinct and immensely colourful cultures that this great nation houses finds itself celebrating their respective New Years in this time-gap. Thanks to the Lunar based calendarery we’ll have our friends from North celebrating Baisakhi and Navreh. From West you’ll see the merriment of Gudi Padwa erupt. From down South you’ll have Vishu, Ugadi and Varsha Pirappu make their share of noise. And the Eastern terrains will see themselves go gala with Bihu and Naba Barsha. Also, there’s Cheti-Chand too. So, much sweet-distribution and exotic dinner invitations await us all. Be on your toes to milk as many delicacies as you can! 

Forget at your own peril the International Earth Day on April 22 and be trashed by those Environmentalist colleagues of yours at the water-cooler for two weeks straight. The news from L&T’s annals feeds in all that customary dosage of positive information with which we have all become so used to. It’s still as invigorating as ever, nevertheless.   

Our Pic of the Month contest saw the Cartier Bressons of our campus put out their lens muses up for everyone to see and rate. Find the ensuing results here. Also, do not forget to turn in your own pictures for this whole cycle to repeat again for this month. 

As we go on to embrace yet another set of 30 days, let’s keep a thought reserved for all that happened with our fellow life-forms, Humans and every other species, back in the lovely nation of Japan. The resilience and queititude with which they endured what was clearly one of the hugest natural calamities in recent history is a mark of definitive maturity and clarity of the head off which we all can learn a thing or two. Here’s hoping for everything in Fukushima to get back to normal as soon as it can. 

So, here’s signing off with the hope that you’ll receive the sections tagged alongwith this release with as much warmth and click-preponderance as you all always do. Wishing for you a great period of ephemeral happiness and aplenty life-affirming epiphanies ahead. Breathe well. Keep smiling. Till the next time, take care.

Editorial. Enlightenment. L&T

So, hello there, Pretty Party People! 

  

Back we are with yet another monthly dosage of all that is fine, sharp and sparkly.  This is Enlightenment’s second issue after the resurrection, so to say, and hence, twice as fun. 

  

The times around speak of a lot in terms of in-house activities for L&T as whole. What with the Quarter end results declaration sending a wave of optimism all across the length and breadth of the establishment. In other news, we now stand owners of a state-of-the-art L&T-MHI Boiler and Turbine manufacturing division in Hazira, as we witnessed it’s inauguration in recent past. It is, to mention, one of the world’s biggest such units. Also, as many other news-feeds report to us- the path’s dotted with numerous invigorating tit-bits of positive information. All-in-all, a great time to be on the seat, on which, you currently are. 

  

As promised the last time, Enlightenment has tried to build-up further upon its last month’s log with better features, improved content, and twice as gripping write-ups sent in to us by a mob of enthusiastic writers. That and more, is what you will find in the pages attached with the links above. 

  

The suggestions which reached us accompanying the last release have all been carefully incorporated in the current offing making it further streamlined and an inch closer to the ‘Professionally-Handled’ model. And the idea can only head northwards here on! 

  

We are pretty psyched bringing out this particular issue because of the month that we are currently in. Yes, February. The month of February is characterized by a receding winter, upcoming spring (both weather-wise and in your step.) and a sublime yet subtle and dreamy feeling of all that is mushy and lovely straight out from a pop-culture flick. Much has been done to attend to that genre of literary presentation while working on this edition. Hoping you find it as warm and fuzzy as we did! 

  

Do check out the Health Safety and Environment section - A new addition which will stay with us regularly from now on. And, good news’ in the offing for all the shutterbugs on the campus – We are launching a Picture of the Month contest. Please go to the “Submit Articles” page to know more about it. 

  

So, without further ado and anymore orientation-talks, let’s just leave you to lead yourself to the content-pages which we promise would make you a little bit further informed, delighted, light-headed and if not anything else, than a tad-bit happier than what you were some time ago when you just started reading this. So, here’s from the editorial board - Keep it real. Live it up.  Stay happy. Till the next time… Au revoir.

What Modesto's Crystal Ball Saw. - 2011

  

Aries:  You are known to be bold, fearless, rebellious and pioneering. And this was independently ascertained out by decidedly disregarding the fact that you are planning on putting up a stripshow at the nearby Karoke joint within next 15 days. This New Year will pan out exactly like a Japanese commercial – No one will get squats what is being discussed about and then suddenly a girl with pigtails will end up getting slapped.  You will try to act non-chalant after walking through a plate glass window, but honestly, such stuff begins to get recognized after three earlier pretty loud editions. The characteristic downhillness of your love life will drive you an inch closer to Transvestism by the day. And just to break this out to you – Your Zodiac sign is the “Ram” and in tropical astrology, this sign is no longer even aligned with the constellation as a result of the precession of the equinoxes.  Bummer.

Taurus: You are known to be patient, practical, serious and solemn. And those are just some fancy words I came up with to avoid putting on paper the phrase – “A Plodding Bore of a Biped.” Taurus marked the point of vernal equinox in the Chalcolithic and the Early Bronze Age (the "Age of Taurus"), from about 4000 BCE to 1700 BCE and that’s perhaps the only interesting sketch attached to your persona. You will be the reason why Deodorant companies will be seen posting record high half-yearly revenue figures. Don’t give in to those new Sauna Slim-Belt offers...they haven’t worked. And they still don’t. And won’t ever. By August 2011 you’ll be 10 times wealthier, have two more cars and about just as gullible as you are now. You will sense that you are slowly reaching the “Self-Actualization” pedestal on the Maslow’s Pyramid of Need but this sudden realisation will turn out be just another muffled sneeze situation.

Gemini: You are known to be restless, versatile, quick-witted and inventive. And extremely credulous because you really thought I meant all this. In about as short time as three months your current boss will find out a despicable truth about your past and your both’s relation would never be the same again. Keeping “Kuwa Ma Doob Jaaongi” as your mobile device ringtone has never helped anyone nor will it help you. And no, that doesn’t mean it as a caller tone will be condoned in civil society. The features of your love-life include texting three people the exact same semi-funny message again and again and wishing for atleast an-  “O, please. Stop bugging me.” reply. By September end, an in-depth study by Sociology Today will reveal that Bedbugs are okay, rather, you are the problem. Gemini, as a constellation, points away from the Milky Way. This should clearly tell you where the Universe wants you to be. Take cue. Walk straight. And no, that’s not a pack of Dry Idlis what you’ll get in mail on a certain February morning.

Cancer: You are known to be emotional, thrifty, nostalgic and home-loving. In short, “a sad little poodle of pathetic aggravation.” You will go on a date within next few months. Although, the awkwardness of your mutual incompatibility will be so palpable, the waiter will get both of you different bills without even asking. This March would call for a rational, well-reasoned thinking, be ready for some serious knee-pain attacks. Chances of your next posting being to a city - which brings as much to table on the matter of “Entertainment and Fun” as Mother Teresa would to a discussion of Gun-Shot Mechanisms - run astronomically high. Your unremitting urge to make yourself happy by scribbling inspirational sayings on toilet paper will get nil “Aye”s. August will see you gain even more flab and shed even more grey-matter. And yes, October wants you to think inside the box, whenever that comes by. Follow the instruction. The proverbial box is for people like you, so says the Crystal ball.

Leo:  You are known to be regal, commanding, egotistical and gregarious. Which sums up totally why you are such a failure at being the Alpha Male/Female. Although you kindle within that you actually are. Those cherished, albeit momentary, windows of bleaky, blurry achievements which has until now characterised your life, will stop opening all together forever.  An embarrassing nickname will resurface by July and would catch on like forest-fire by July end. Curse the Internet and your sob-y personality for this rather expected occurrence. Your “Love-Life” will be a far cry from anything that is associated either with “Love” or “Life.” Although, after September, everything you desire shall be yours, provided you do not under any circumstances read your horoscope. Oh, damnit.

Virgo:  You are known to be proper, painstaking, gentle and indiscriminating. Which is just like stating the obvious of the obvious facts. Your pursuit of knowing the limits of the ultimate, immaterial reality and finding an inner path enabling a person to discover the essence of their being and experiencing the deepest values and meanings by which people ought to live, will bear bigger fruits than those in the G.M. labs. By the time you ace your weekend Tantric Sex classes, you’ll be getting bigger freelancing offers and higher responsibility at work place in the garb of ultra critical design calculations to be done solely by you. By as early as February, you would have meticulously achieved your set Half-Yearly goal objective landmark. Much has been already told about how the title of “Person of The Universe” is yours for taking. There are high chances that by Mid-Novemeber you will be offered the “taste-ter” profile in Cadbury’s “Bournvita” division. An opportunity many crave for but only few get. Go own the calendar, dearo.

Libra:  You are known to be helpful, indecisive, undemanding and peace-loving. And still, no one wants to be with you....sigh. Your act of getting lost in a closet is no more endearing and infact never was. Your porn-addiction keeps you up late into the night which results in sleepy cubicle hours up at the workplace. And by April, you would have realised that the over-head air-duct vent in that washroom enclosure where you head to catch up on your 40 winks when in office is actually a CCTV feedline heading straight up to the Corporate Personnel Office. And this will markedly reflect in your year-end Performance Linked Reward when the management will ask you to. in turn. reward the company. Monetarily speaking. I know, it sounds like a very bad year. But no, wait, 2012 will supersede it handsomely. It must be mentioned that all that attention you get is all nice but once in a while you should zip your pants up while leaving the washroom.

Scorpio:  You are known to be powerful, secretive, intense and possessive. And now you know why people dream of you dyeing choking onto food in the solitary confinement of your kitchen. Your love for astronomy will see you purchase a brand new state of the art Celestron - AstroMaster 130EQ 650mm German Equatorial Reflector Telescope. Which you will proudly place on you window panel to peacefully gaze into the nigt sky – an act which will not be taken in goodwill by the people in the opposite building and sooner than you can utter “Wow, Saturn!” some dude in a Khakhi uniform will be holding you up and giving you a pat down search. Your weak-linky love life will metamorphise into being “non-Existent” after this incident. By November, you would have made peace with your inner self and would have pledge to tide over the erstwhile indifferent behaviour of the people around you. This will only result into...wait, you know what, let me just let you find this out yourself whenever it happens.

Sagittarius: You are known to be adventures, outspoken, spontaneous and unpredictable. Which is just what Hippies were and you know what happened to them. Despite your said characteristics you have always been the person who gets missed out when a headcount for free smoothies gets done in cafes. This and much more of such, will principally continue. Your pursuit of understanding Life, the Universe and Everything remains confined to visiting the local planetarium once in six months. And people, by mid-May would begin realizing this and delete your name from their Yahoo Messenger contact list even. Trying to play Frisbee with teeth might sound like a good idea but I must warn you that this is a rookie mistake. Randomness would fire all cylinders when you final get grip on ‘Linear Dynamics’ as a concept. Your outgoing nature will be rewarded by a mud-strewn, half eaten lollipop, a quarter-full DVD-RW with a smearing scratch running acrss its diameter and three cases of pretty painful ligament tear. This is just another way of the Universe thanking you. Maybe.

Capricorn: You are known to be traditional, set in their ways kind, loyal and solemn. Which is basically what all Canines are famous for...err.  Yur aversion towards the month – May is top on charts of The Most Empirically Weird Things. And Multiverse will make you like May, particularly, this time round. The most intelligent question you would all of this year would be – “Why does my Wall-Shaving-Mirror with cardboard back-panel smell like cow-dung?” – No marks for guessing why you are known for being excruciatingly dumb. And despite insurmountable amount of odds stacked up against this happening, you will fluidly make yourself steer away from something interesting in the month of December. This would further placate the fact that your life is as meaningless as Winter Olympics. Your romantic pipedreams will eventually drive you towards a tunnel with no light in sight. But wait, there’s this one thing that’ll totally work for you....it’s called – Nothing. And for that to happen you’ll have to wait only uptill mid-February.

Aquarius: You are known to be Unconventional, creative, thought-spring-head and open-minded. Though sadly, no one gives a damn. The month of May will see Jupiter, Venus, Mercury, and Mars all visible within a roughly 6° area of sky. And the only educational tid-bit which you will take back from this experience will be: Never try to stare a minute too long in the tour-guide’s eye...It means something. You might try to ward off disease by wearing garlic speedstick but then again, who hasn’t among all of you (expect for the Virgos) had not had those moments of uber-insane insanity? By the month of September it will run up to become further clear as to why you are always that person who’s the last to get his/her luggage in the Airport’s Baggage Claim section. Your love life will remain as inexplicable as does the whole How-does-the-Bread-converts-to-Toast situation.

Pieces:  You are known to be dreamy, unambitious, mystical and vulnerable. In short, the kind of person who is the first one to catch Influenza among the pack. When the known, predicted and projected situation of the IPv4 unallocated address pool getting exhausted kicks in in 2011, you’ll be the among the first ones to take the hit. The stars foresee travel in your future, so get ready to finally put on a pair of decent pants. You might have a gut level instinct to pray in bathrooms, but this must be side-lined as just another loser-person idiosyncrasy. This column has always averred how the crystal ball gets all cranky uptill this point in time, enduring so much just to reach you – a nobody twelfth person – It’s flickering again. Okay, it shows – “you need to download flash player” message now. Man, it must hate you.

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