Showing posts with label personal experience. Show all posts
Showing posts with label personal experience. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Whassup Yo?

Long time no see. If you are wondering if Trashhead00 is dead, sorry to disappoint you, I am still alive and kicking.

Without much ado, some things I have been up to lately, explained with graphics for those of you who can't read

Working Out
Its official. Biceps measure 14 inches now. Previous record was 13 inches in college. I still remember that year's vacation when mom got scandalized seeing over sized arms (as compared to the rest of my body). She put me on a strict diet thinking that I was getting obese! This time around, I am also working on my chicken legs so as not to give my mom another shocker when I visit her this month.

Biker Boi Valentino
Been free riding (on my game console). I always fake about being a biker. In my defense I am good at it (the faking part). So much that I got a gift of a scaled Honda Valkyrie model. Yay...!





RokSta
Guitar Hero 3, Rockband... bring it on boyZ.. give me my guitar. I can manage to do a shriek too in Rockband. Total paisa-vasool







Kode5

Mega Gaming event. Read more about it here
It was interesting because of this video. Just switch the volume and watch it. You will find me describing a terrorist attack I just saw




Punch Punch

Ran out of punching bags in the office. So now we use colleagues









Beauty Treatment
What is the fuss all about? I tried it out. No change though. Same old fugly me








I am finally going home after almost 2 years! Please do drop in your wishlist in the comment box. Hometown is in the North Eastern part of the country

Thursday, July 26, 2007

Behench*d Sutta ...

Quitting smoking is damn easy. I have done it a million times

... only to catch it again. This is how I would summarize my efforts of quitting this smelly habit. I have been smoking since high school with the legendary Wills Navy Cut (WNC) being my poison of choice. Other brands came and went, but WNC was my steady girl.

Before we go further, let me assure you I am a health freak otherwise. My 72 inch tall (I wish i could say 'long' instead :P) frame weighs 75 Kg and I have a head full of hair, teeth still intact, agile limbs and an otherwise active lifestyle. I take my meals on time and I stay away from fizzy drinks and fast food. I do my daily routine of 60 push ups and shadow boxing in the morning which help me sleep at work. I stay away from women (not by choice) and take my 8 hours of beauty sleep (plus the doze at work). My only major health vice had been my addiction to the cancer stick.

This addiction started off with me just like 99.9% of all smokers, which is peer-pressure. As discussed as point 9 here, I always believed that my 'good boy' image was responsible for me not getting enough action with the women in high school. And the statistics didn't lie. All around me I saw guys with cool motorbikes and cigarettes hanging out with the women, while your's truly was trailing far behind on his Hero Ranger and getting bitten by dogs. I realized it would be easier to build my own bike than convince my dad that I needed one to be popular and so I decided to take the easy way out. I went for cigarettes. I don't know if it helped, but it sure burnt my frugal pocket money and my image went for a toss. Now I was a geek who smoked and that is not as cool as it sounds. Trust me on this one.

Enter Engineering School where almost everyone smokes. At this stage when most of us are busy doing 'higher studies' (the study of the effects of illegal substances on the human brain) smoking was considered a very tame habit. It was only during my final year I realized I had an addiction problem. Every time I picked up a newspaper or went online, I was plastered with researches and images of the ills of smoking and trust me, they aren't pretty. Till then, I always thought that I could quit this nasty habit anytime. I totally misjudged the intensity of my addiction to these deadly paper sticks. My first attempt lasted a whole princely 2 hours and I didn't even realize when I lit up my next stick!

The next attempt was a more serious attempt. But the road wasn't easy. I was living in a wing where getting a cigarette was easier than getting a bar of soap. I tried every method under the sun to help me cure myself. I tried yoga, read books on the subject, took up a hobby and even started attending classes. While all this had a positive effect on my grades, it didn't do much for my habit and I was back to it in 1 month. But I will have to admit that it does feel good when you don't smoke for a couple of days and the biggest factor for my failure was that at the back of my mind, I didn't really want to quit smoking. I justified myself saying that I will quit once I start working and leave my crazy lifestyle.

I was so wrong :)

Late working hours, crazy deadlines and even wilder colleagues made my mission so very hard. And to top it, my clients! Since I am in the gaming industry, I have to deal mostly with people from Asian countries and if you thought that I smoked, wait till you see the Koreans, Japanese and the Chinese smoke. They take it to the next level, despite the gory pictures of cancer victims on their packets. In contrast our “Statutory Warning: Smoking Is Injurious To Your Health” looks quite tame (click on the thumbnail to see what I mean). You can imagine the effect it had in me. While I nurture dreams of making it to the cover of Time Magazine, I definitely didn't want to end up as a picture of the ill effects of smoking on a cigarette packet. This time I had it for good. Now the resolve was firm and also the desire to father children, keep my hair and teeth and most importantly retain my lungs helped. I am off it for quite sometime now and I can't see myself going back to it again. I am surrounded by people who smoke and I hang out at places where smoking is very common, but I have been able to hold myself and I don't even think of it anymore.

Some useful pointers for people who want/trying to quit:

1. It doesn't really help score with the women. The smell drives them away (at least this is how I console myself for all these years of failure). Not scientific but is great for my fragile ego.

2. Try to quit for the right reason, which is for your health. No other reason is as compelling

3. The most common strategy of reducing your numbers till you even out is effective in the short term, it doesn't really help in the long term. Your mind still knows that you are going to have a smoke and so you don't really develop the will to quit smoking

4. When you have a craving, eat a fruit. It sounds corny, but it did help in my case. I think the extra energy gives you more strength to stay away :P

5. Keep count of the number of times you refrained from smoking in a day. Within a month you will notice the number dropping

6. Take up a physical activity. Once you work out your muscles and lungs, you won't have the heart to kill them

7. Floss your teeth. Studies have shown that people who floss stay away from smoking. I think the reason might be that if you floss, you take care of your health.

Reminds me of the poem “for want of a nail.. the battle was lost”. In my case the nail was a bike :)









Friday, July 6, 2007

How Sukamal Pegu Got Chased, Got Bitten And Got 16 Injections - Part II

The story so far...

Having had some rather 'biting' experiences with the canine species early in life, I had started to get really careful around them and even started being friendly with a couple of them. Fate, it seems had other plans...

Episode III
Fast forward to the year 1988. Those were the times when the VHS tape was the rage and VCRs were the preferred source of entertainment for the entire family (and sometimes the entire mohallah). Our neighbors were the Hazarikas. Their eldest son was a year older to me and they had a dog called Babur (pronounced Babor in Assamese). Whoever gave him that name must have been a genius as it described the dog perfectly. Just like his Mughal namesake, our neighborhood Babur was a terror to everyone who walked past by within 15 meters of the Hazarika household and must have tasted the blood of at least 15 people. Luckily I was very friendly with Hazarika Junior and so there was an uneasy truce between Babur and me. But not for long


I had just watched my first Bruce Lee movie (Enter The Dragon) and like everyone else I thought he was a god. Whatever few karate chops I learned from the movie, I ran out to show Hazarika Junior. I started off with a basic hand chop, followed by an elbow jerk. Trouble started when I started doing the really complex kicks. Babur took this as a sign of hostility towards his master and did what any faithful canine would have done in his place. All my kung-fu sounds of Aaooo, Heuuuuu and Haaaii turned into one big painful AAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! Luckily only one shot this time, but they had to use acid to clean the huge gaping wound on my right thigh which was a little painful


Episode IV
I was in class 9 at that time. Like any other normal teenager, I had to rely on tutors to shove stuff down my throat and 'groom' me for my exams. I had tutors for almost all subjects (dumb kid I was/am you see). Some tutors used to come to our house and I had to go to the tutor's place in other cases. My math tuition timing was from 5-6 PM in the evening and it was that time of the year when dogs turn naughty and do stuff to each other. Kids remaining kids, when they see 2 dogs humping away to glory, they think that the dog on 'top' is hurting the one 'below' and try to 'chase' the dog on 'top' by pelting it with stones. I am sure you know that after the 'act' dogs remain joined at their naughty parts for some time (I am still not sure why). So what happened was that I was walking back from my tuitions and I guess some kids must have pelted this particular pair whom I could see was still 'joined'. As I neared the couple, call it bad luck or whatever, they became 'un-joined' and since I was the only person there at that time, I guess I don't really need to say what followed next. So please please explain to your kids about the birds and the bees, least innocent people like me get hurt.


Episode V
This one is really hilarious and it's a little hard to believe and trust me, even I find it a little hard to believe that it actually happened. I was in my 2nd year of college and I had just come back home for summer vacations. My mahi (mom's younger sister) lives just 2 blocks away from our house and I was invited over for lunch. Menu was my favorite pork cooked in Naga style. It was hot at that time and so I was in my flimsy shorts. On entering their hall, I saw the latest edition of the Rock Street Journal and picking it up, I slumped on the couch near me. Suddenly I could feel a needle go in my ass. Ouch! I get up and what do i see? A small puppy whose teeth just sank into the soft tissues of my ass! It seems they had recently bought a nice little Pomerian puppy whose white fur perfectly blended with the white color of the couch. Damn! Not again and definitely not in this fashion.


Now comes the really scary part. You must have noticed that the most entertaining films are either a trilogy or a double trilogy, like Star Wars, The Matrix, Lord of The Rings,Rocky, Rambo etc. and the second thing to note here is that my saga with our canine friends have resulted in five entertaining episodes so far. So if you go by Hollywood logic, the last one is yet to come. How, where and when is a mystery but I have learned to accept my fate here and I silently wait for my impending doom


But yea, life is not all that unfair. I got back at our canine friends when I ate dog meat some time back. Before you peta people sue me, in my defense, it was totally unintentional and was a result of another hilarious episode. But more on that later..








Friday, June 29, 2007

How Sukamal Pegu Got Chased, Got Bitten And Got 16 Injections - Part I


Dogs and I have always shared a strange relationship. Its not that I hate dogs. I love them and for most dogs, the feeling is mutual. Its just some dogs that I never really gelled with and that, more or less resulted in the title of this topic not once, twice or even thrice for that matter, but five times so far and still counting. Of course I didn't really have to take 16 injections all five times. Thanks to modern medicine, the last 2 times have resulted only in single shots.

Episode I
I lost my virginity at this act at a tender age of 2 years. Since I have no recollection of the whole incident, I will go with my mother's interpretation of the entire act. At that time a cousin of mine was staying with us and he had brought home a stray puppy. It seems I was also very fond of the puppy and was it's regular playmate. Until that one day when in play, I stepped on it's tail. I guess it must have been painful for the small puppy. Since I didn't really have a tail for it to step on, it went for the most well exposed part of my body, which was my right calf. Hooray!! I just earned my first 16 painful injections.

Episode II
I was 5 years old and curious about the world around. I used to ask a lot of questions, some of them really naughty but hey, I was an innocent little boy (still am). Also I love my food. I noticed for quite sometime that I was not allowed to have certain foods which my sister was allowed to have. It got me quite agitated and one fine day I decided to confront my mom about this. She gently explained to me that since I have been bitten by a dog, I can't eat certain kind of foods as they might cause allergic reactions. Hah! Nice try mom. And how did I get bitten? By stepping on a dog's tail? I might have been a 5 year old, but i liked to think that I was the smartest guy around. So I decided to prove my mom wrong. But unfortunately she was right. Dogs do bite when stepped on their tails. Second round of 16 injections.

To be continued...

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