Dumb Ideas

Moved

2007-03-24T16:45:00.000+05:30

Moved to http://pravin.insanitybegins.com

Make your own mp3 player

2006-12-20T11:59:00.000+05:30

http://web.media.mit.edu/~ladyada/make/minty/fabrication.html

now that is cool

I need some sleep

2006-10-05T17:41:00.000+05:30

I'm tired today. Extremely tired. So many things have been going on lately and I'm being stretched in so many directions that I'm afraid I can't cope up.

I need some sleep
You can't go on like this
I'd tried counting sheep
But there's one I always miss
(Eels - I need some sleep)

Jenny dreamed of trains

2006-09-02T20:19:00.000+05:30

Chapter 1 - Dan moves next door

Jenny was 7 years old. She lived with her grandma in a prim little cottage just outside town. She was a darling little thing, and if you asked her what she liked best, she’d say, “Chocolates, cheese cakes and bunny rabbits”. Jenny didn’t have any brothers or sisters and she wasn’t allowed to keep a real rabbit so she made do with a stuffed rabbit called Buttons whom she carried just about everywhere.

One evening, as she was playing with Buttons in the yard, a big truck stopped right in front of the house next door and a bunch of people started carrying boxes and furniture into the house. “Looks like new neighbours are moving in,” said granny when Jenny told her about it at dinner.

“Perhaps they’ll have a dog that I can play with,” thought Jenny to herself as she went to bed that night, “Or a kitten. Or a rabbit! Ooh, I so love rabbits”. That night, she dreamt of rabbits playing with her in her backyard.

She had school the following day and when she returned, she found a small boy about her age, peeping through a break in the hedge that ran between the houses. “Hi there,” said Jenny, “Are you new here? I’m Jenny. What’s your name?”

“I’m Dan,” went the boy a little shyly.

She takes photographs of American Cars

2006-04-24T20:11:00.000+05:30

Once upon a time, in a galaxy far, far away lived a group of gerbils. They looked a lot like gerbils do on earth -- small animals with fluffy ears, big kangaroo legs and a bushy tail. But these gerbils had discovered language.

It had happened one ordinary day. Papa Gerbil had been left to watch the kids while Mama Gerbil had gone shopping for grocery. It wasn’t a job Papa Gerbil loved. He tried to think of all the things he could’ve done instead. There weren’t a lot of things really. For Papa Gerbil was a lazy fellow who hated doing anything.