SUBLIMINAL..

There is a point to this post. I'll try to make it clear..

Kalhan : type SOMETHING!
i mean
say, post on the blog you idiots
or something
me: ok
il post
kalhan: good
me: hehehe
brb

subliminal message: POST ON THE BLOG YOU IDIOTS!
(ps- im not calling anyone an idiot.that was kalhan..)

believe..

now peepal......this is one of my favs cuz its got a hidden meanin in it........figure wats its about and post.....(mel,ur banned from the game cuz i think u knw wat i mostly write about).......


while your talkin 'bout your sunshine;

im still talkin bout my pain,yeah;

you bribe me silver linings;

my minds still in in disarray,yeah;

chaotic,erratic,spontaneous;

combustion of self;

lift me up,take me higher;

tear my wings and watch me fall;

but.......

chorus:
you make me believe,yeah;(x2)

at the end of the darkness,theres always a light;

you make me believe,yeah;(x2)

that youll always stand by me,no matter the price;

.........thrs more........but im feelin lazy today........


there,mel,i changed th lyrics...........

Cyberspace

Mookie... excellent point... Thanks for bringing this up.

Now, I'm not here to moderate this blog, and boy, about the trolling, I get every single comment anyone posts on this blog as an email, so no one knows more about the trolling here than me.

But, I've noticed that we're not sure what to blog about... And well, maybe that's a good thing. Because it can be about a lot of things.

This blog is Split's Space... but it's not only about Split. As I mentioned in the first ever post, it's a blog where anyone connected to Split can post about -

well, what they know, like, hate, dislike, suggest, love about the boys
about things and ideas that Split represents - the rebellion, the vague randomness, the outrageousness, the absolute ridiculousness, the 'do things at the moment and have a blast'.
about music... good music...
about 'soul searching'...
about new revolutions, and about changing the world...
about dogs, cats, alcohol, and popcorn.

See, that's a lot of things to post about. And obviously, there's more.

I know that we visit this blog often... more than once a day... and its a great way to express, and well, start an online revolution. No one knows yet, the full power of an online community... but I know that when we discover it, it will be mindblowing.

Keep talking.

unblog..

iv been thinking,theres multiple reasons why i almost never blog here.kalhan suggests i blog the multiple reasons.

it seems wrong to troll on a blog.i dont really have anything purposeful to say.ps-notice how drastically my spelling improves here?

this is a split blog.heres how much i know about split.
its a band.
its got five people in it.
my house has a brilliant riff.
er..das about all.

and this is what i know about its members.
aviv- i know him a bit,so blah.
melroy-wears big glasses.
garreth-uh.he sings.
shekhar-uh again.i think i spoke to him once but i dont remember,i was drunk.
nigel-whatever the poll says i guess:)

damn.my reasons arent too multiple eh?

.

first theres the pain,then theres something more;

like the waves hit the sand and take it away from the shore;

what i really think,you know so well;

so put me back in the darkness,take me out of hell;

why do you insist,on keepinkg me here?;

is this a test?making me face my fears?;

breaking me down into pieces,until theres nothing left;

life's a whore,that shouldnt be kept;

if there really is something more,then show it to me;

'cause i chose the darkess,now i cant see.............

soul searching.......music

*ahem* bear with me and my occasional whining... oh, forgive me for any grammatical errors, I typed this pretty fast, have to scoot...


Music...What is music? Is it something that defines you? Is it something that you relate to? Is it something that you find solace in, when the world turns it's back on you?
The first time I understood, and fell in love with grunge was about three or four years ago. I had just started smoking green, and I was cocky and full of myself. Me and my friends decided to smoke up that day, other than me, no one else had done 'it' before. We went to the outskirts of the city, a quiet colony along the coast. I was supposed to enjoy myself that day, I mean, after all, money and friends were the two most important things in my life... but that day, when everybody was enjoying themselves, my trip went very bad, very fast. It was at that time, I looked up from my fucked up trip,to see my friends fucking around and fizzing pepsi on one another.i closed my eyes and i went to a dark corner in my head,there was nothing except dirt there.i was all alone,sitting in that dark corner,curled up,i realised sumthing else was there too.a tune,the first few notes of the song 'lithium' by nirvana,i started humming the tune and sang the words.......those first few lines,"i'm so happy,'cause today,i've found my friends,they're in my head"...........thats when i understood the meaning of what those lines meant to me,they may have been written in a different context,or not,never really wanted to find out the 'true' meaning of that song.i was still in that dark corner of my head,but now,i liked being there,the rest of the song,even though i relate to it,i cant really explain what it means,to me atleast.but those starting lines helped me like myself more,i hated being me before that.those words,at that particular moment of time,meant th fucking world to me,they told me i did'nt need anything in the world to be happy,i just needed my god damned self.at the end of the day,when you finally realise,that you are yourself,thats when the perceptions of reality get destroyed,and what you feel comes out as much more than just an expression.
so,what is music you ask me??i still don't know,or maybe i do know and i just cant go back to that place where the world opened up to me that evening.......but even though i may not know the answer to all the questions that may be raised,or for that matter,i may not even know the questions,but you know who you are,or you will know,when you finally find that dark place in your head and the words you find yourself in.
music to me,is what I am,what defines ME,what it personifies through me,is what makes me myself.....................'cause,you are the music,and the music is you.....



p.s.mel,you happy?i din interview you............an now i gta go fukin blind myself in sum studio for passport size photos............thisl kill th nostalgic mood.................damn

Continued...

Kalhan, stop being grouchy. I have been supremely busy.

Anyway, to continue on your noisy note, I'm going to list the nicknames for the boys.

Garreth - Tranny
Melroy - Mellund
Nigel - Chont
Aviv - er... various bad names
Shekar - Shakkar

And now, lets see how much we know about the boys. Am going to put a poll... Give it a shot.

(There maybe many correct answers in reality, but I've fixed on one already.)

splorkut nickname dictionary

okay, you bastards, there are four contributors to this blog and the only one bothered enough to post is me. so i'll do it again, with another post that wouldn't have made a lick of difference to the "world of split" (the one that's full of semi clad women)

so, these are the lame ass nicknames that we came up on splorkut, over a period (hehehe, period) of a year or so, some of these nicks are really old, and they're for the veterans (read: old people and/or fossils and/or people who'll die sooner)

noobs (also read as newbs, n00bs, noobies) please refer to this list if you don't know who said what to whom when (the when part can be figured out by the date/time given next to the post)

what their parents wanted to call them - what we call them
afrin - af
rishu - beachGIG
anirudh - box
dhaval - divisionbelle (no longer valid) dhavlee
vikram - burn
mamta - pervy (in case she disagrees we're going to type her nick in CAPS)
kirtana (there's no h in her name) - mookie

then there's me, amey and bhanuj (they both fluctuate) who don't have nicknames as yet or won't ever. but you guys can call me god-mod.

sorry if i forgot anyone. if i did then maybe you weren't all that important anyway.

lyrics to new split song - my punk rock days are gone

I keep thinking about the yesterdays
They seem so much better when they're gone
All the fine women I had
All the fine women that cried
My punk rock days are gone

But now my scene is a bit obscene
I need to work that mindless shift
And yeah I know I've said this before
My punk rock days are gone

All you people driving cars
Everyone with bank accounts
All the ones who are the stars
My punk rock days are gone
Mr Lawyer with your sparkling hair
And builders that speak out of turn
Everyone seems happier
My punk rock days are gone
My punk rock days gone

Bounced cheques make for dinner conversation
Square feet rates are part of this song
Insurance for the healthy
More savings for the family tree
My punk rock days are gone

And today I stand before you wearing
Nothing but a loser's frown
And yeah I know I've said this before
My punk rock days are gone

All my brothers with the 9 inch cocks
Investing in those bonds and stocks
You know I'm in this state of shock cause
My punk rock days are gone
Mr Doctor treating wealthy wives
Ministers with multiple lives
Rich brat packs party dusk to dawn
My punk rock days are gone
My punk rock days are gone