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The mind plays strange games with one, when it’s left to stray on its own. I have stopped worrying about tomorrow. I am not worried about the present either. Don’t know how long this phase will last. The future does scare me. Not as it used to a few years back. Is it escapism? I don’t know. I know that as I tread ahead I will meet the answers to all my questions. I know they are out there like a hornet’s nest waiting to be poked. I have survived another year without much damage that’s all I know. This year I encountered a new species of colleagues. The ones that recession bred. The ones who love to feed on the insecurities of others. The ones who have perfected the art of bitching. The ones who indulge in back stabbing. The ones who gauge you with selfish motives. The ones who think everyone else is dispensable other than them. The ones who have no real talent but can mask it from their recruiters. The ones who carry home a substantial package but still crib about how underpaid they

Y2K will be history in another 18 days! Can't believe how fast time flies. Feels like I started my journey only yesterday. Never ever thought that I will be outliving it, networking with friends over Facebook and Orkut . Tweeting my private thoughts via Twitter . Upload and share every snap via Flickr . Blog on Blogger or Tumblr . Forget it I didn't even think I will be owning a laptop , an ipod , a mobile phone or even access the internet via Wi-Fi . Whoever said everyday is a new day wasn't bluffing. I can vouch for it. Cheers.

What will I blog about, today? My current state of mind? My worries? My day? My family? My woes? What will interest you? Can you help me out? Hey you, out there in the cold Getting lonely, getting old Can you feel me? Hey you, standing in the aisles With itchy feet and fading smiles Can you feel me? Hey you, dont help them to bury the light Don't give in without a fight… Pink Floyd  

Thirty days more to go for another year. Started the day with fifteen worthless facebook update alerts and a handful of spam mails. Dubai is on the verge of a meltdown. Is it? That's what the media says. All recruitment avenues seem to have been clammed shut. When will this recession recede for good? As always time will tell. Till then bide time. Hey, that will make a cute status update.

To ensure his soldiers had reached their quota of twenty kills in each battle they fought, Ghenghis Khan insisted they show him the right ears of their victims. And when his men started cheating by bringing him left ears too, he switched the body part and insisted they collect twenty noses per battle instead.   Through careful measurement, Ghenghis Khan ensured that all his victories were precisely calculated.   Thus he conquered the world.   Similarly today: the best victories are measured.

You would've got the drift already. No I am not against any of them. But then everyday when you are pitted against these on the most taxing projects, one does tend to feel a bit apprehensive. The most frightening encounters are when you come across souls who use these deviously to decimate your ideas. If your concept is right then the strategy is wrong or vice versa. Something like a yin and yang tussle. If you get them right then your day is made. Then you stand a better chance to beat them at their own trade.

If there is something certain in life then its uncertainty. You don't know what shape will tomorrow be. You don't know what will happen next. You don't know when a friend will turn into a foe. You don't know when your fortunes get reversed. You don't know when you will be taking your last breath. You don't know when the car in front of you will brake. You don't know when I will stop writing. We live in uncertain times my friend. Don't know why I called you a friend? Well, even I don't know.

Now it struck me. It was her MSN id and she loved Chris Rhea. But then when I saw it first, it somehow missed my mind. Now its too late. Unlike the Stainsby Girls Chris Rhea was singing about, someone broke her heart and she ended her life. For those who haven't heard the song, check it out here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PXdRzQLpt_g . See the lyrics below.    Stainsby Girls - Chris Rhea Some girls used to kiss and run Never knew what they had done Some girls always wasted time Keep you hanging on the line Some loved horses and always stayed at home But the Stainsby girls loved the Rolling Stones Now some had games that you had to play Making rules along the way Strange attractions newly found Pride and passion kicked around Some girls stole your heart Like most girls do But a Stainsby girls could break it in two And I fell in love, I fell in love I fell in love with a Stainsby girl Deepest water Stainsby blue Running straight, running true Names and faces

Okay something new. Who said you can't teach an old dog new tricks? I am now blogging directly from gmail! Whoa Tom Peters here I come. One blog a day, for the rest of my life. Promise.

Well what does it feel to be fourty? Nothing. Its just the same except for the fact that I feel thankful to almighty for keeping me intact all these years.

Have you worked in a digital agency? Have you worked on digital? Have you done any virals? Have you worked on websites? Are you familiar with edms? Been hearing these kind of questions lately from placement agencies and prospective clients. Looks like suddenly the whole advertising world has gone digital. Virals, edms, landing pages, road blocks and what not. Life as a writer has taken a strange turn. Suddenly from offline, you have been blasted in to the wide wide world of online.

Don't know why I didn't blog all these days. Maybe I was facing the dreaded writer's block. Or was it sheer lethargy? Don't know. But then suddenly it dawned on me that I can blog about a hell lot of things that I come across everyday in my life. Right from the cell phones, lap tops, cars, motor cycles, health clubs, restaurants and what not.

Daewoo – Lanos, Cielo Mazda – Mazda 323, Mazda 6, Mazda 3 Toyota – Yaris, Land Cruiser, Prado Volvo Opel Land Rover – Discovery, Land Rover, Range Rover Ford – Mercury, Tempo, Taurus Fiat - Premier Padmini, Palio Ambassador Maruti – 800, Esteem, Wagon R, Swift  

While it is easy to see billboards, it is hard to look at them objectively without getting bogged down in trivial or secondary criticisms; nevertheless let me try. It is so strange that billboards exist at all that the current controversy about whether outdoor advertising should be allowed along federal highways achieves the unreality of a debate on whether witch burning should be permitted in critical fire areas. Apparently no one has thought to wonder just what in the hell billboards are doing anywhere. Why do you suppose this is? It must be that billboards have somehow acquired an easement across our minds just as they have gained squatter’s rights on our visual air space. They’ve been there–everywhere–for a long time and we have grown used to them. It requires a conscious effort to recognize that a billboard has the same objective status as a "Jesus Saves" scrawled on a culvert of men’s room poetry; it is there by public sufferance. But there is this difference: while tho

The author of this site teaches in the graduate program in advertising at Virginia Commonwealth University. The site is a supplement to the ongoing struggle between himself and the students. No guarantee is made that wisdom, truth or value is to be found herein, but thanks for dropping by. © Mark Fenske That was Mark Fenske © and all! This is one of the sites which I wish I had created. Just like those big and bright ideas one wishes one had cracked before anyone.

Yeah so what? My blog sucks. But then what can I do about it? Lots, you might say. I just hate it when you say that. Lots, what does that mean? Give me an example. Do I put up links to porn sites on my blog? Do I profess incest? Do I defame people? Do I display my skeletons on my page? Do I blab about my outdated cell phone? Do I ramble on about my bike? Do I cry out loud? Enough of these questions, right? I am going to do something about it and I am going to do it right now. So here I am rechristening my blog once and for all. It will be IdeaGym and nothing else. A blog that will help one develop that mental muscle. Wish me luck folks.

They have done it again and this time through a timely and thoughtful gesture. They have waivered all the penalties for not maintaining minimum balance. I hope all the other banks learn from HSBC. Kudos to the management which had the guts to implement it.

Finally I did. I too became a virtual citizen. My place YoVille! Today was my first day. Just stepped out to explore the world.

Just didn't feel like blogging all these days. Last month was mentally taxing for the fact that I lost my father to Multiple Myeloma. It was hard. Palliative care, DNR form, respiratory arrest, ventilator, calcium deficiency, potassium levels... a few cruel words that were flung my way.  

I believe all our lives writers have feared the blank page. It’s an endless void that dares us to fill it up. With words. With ideas. With pictures. With examples. With anecdotes. With stories. With experiences. With memories. With USPs. With propositions. With bullet points. With desires. With taunts. With lures… the list like the blank page is endless.

Happy new blog year to all you bloggers out there. I scraped through a year of blogging if you can call what I have done that. So here I am on the first working day of the year blogging away. Let's make this a year to remember. Cheers.