666 -- The one for you and me

Just felt like rojoicing this date, a special one with a tribute to the marvelous industry of english horror movies. Have not found many great admirers of such a genre except prolly my freind GO, but I have always been delighted by the splendid picturization and cinematography of such movies. Its really not the gross movies that I am talking about, but more of the classy fundamental movies related with the biblical myths the horror legends like the Vampires and so on. In fact I remember watching a whole series of Vampire movies back in IIT days and getting all the information about them right from detecting to killing a vampire:-p The interesting aspect to such movies is the consistency of facts across movies which builds upon the myth extremely strong over you and gets you engrossed into the sequels. Unfortunately in recent times not many directors have done a good job with horror movies, but infact they tend to diverge quite a bit to the gross side of such movies which is quite a shame. Eagerly looking forward to spending a fantastic weekend at State College and hoping to watch OMEN with some true admirers of the dying class.

Felt like home .. London...

Donno why but my trip to london was so much like home. Probably because I could correlate to people much more than I can with the americans, or prolly it was the accent, may be the culture or probably the castles and the history. Just felt such a righyt place, and its certainly not a rookie decision outta fascination, I have indeed travelled a lot and never felt so good about any other place. Over the short period of my stay I have developed a mad infauation for the londoner accent, the european vogue and surely the Tube (london subway). On the visiting/sightseeing, hit my dream places, like the Arsenal Hibury stadium, the lords stadium and a few castles(the last ones ofcourse not on my dream list). But the fun part was travelling all over with some good friends from the hostel. It was quite agonizing to land in NYC back from london and travel in the crappy subways and listen to some white b1@#h delivering a trash talk about her husband!!!

And oh yeah not to forget about the people I met in the flight. Just to make my trip perfect I was sitting next to a football club statician, from portugal, which took care of my flight trip:) While departing he gave me his card and an open invite to any of Feynood Football club game any time I am in portugal. The card went straight to my wallet on top, certianly o be taken care of more than all those crappy researchers' cards whom I ever wanted o collaborate with....