Effect of too much media in my life...

A few days back round midnight, I was reading something when all of a sudden the walls start shaking and the ground starts rumbling, t'was more like periodic jolts that kept coming alarmingly close... the first image that crossed my mind was the Transformers (saw that recently on TV, so it was only natural to think of those huge freakingly cool alien robots), then after logically ruling out that possibility (a little woefully) I thought maybe it was the Apocalypse (I had images of molten red fire wiping all of us out and my first thought was 'oh man, I still haven't finished the book...'), then when even that never happened I thought 'Oh man, it's a terrorist

attack...' and went to check, here's what I saw...

This was creating all that pandemonium, the building nextdoor was being demolished... would have been cool though if that thing had changed into an autobot.

Comments

PurpleHeart said…

You live in Chennai and not for once it struck you that it COULD be an earth quake ? Yea, I can see waht movies and books can do...:)

5:35 AM

wildeyes said…

i agree with purpleheart. u thought of optimus prime n al qaeda but not good old natural earthquakes??

but i agree the autobots r way cooler than earthquakes

10:40 PM

Karen Xavier said…

Yeah, somehow I never thought of an earthquake... I had images in succession of optimus prime, followed by the molten red fire, followed by kasav like young guys firing away on their machine guns...

3:06 PM

Nice Ad....

Wouldn't you say so... Nam and me were in this huge clothing store and we were making fun of all the models on display (there was one of hrithik in which he looked kinda gayish) when we came across this one. Seriously, dark people are more better looking....

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