OLD SEA DOG -- CAPT AJIT VADAKAYIL

THE OLD SEA DOG-- SELF INTRODUCTION-- CAPT AJIT VADAKAYIL

THEY SAY I AM---

the hardcore hindoostani

the also ran with sea spent eyes

the universal water seeking your level

your turning glance

the amplified belch

the clitoral image

the anne french in your shampoo

the moron within the genius

the ball of fire which oceans cannot quench

the hue of endless night

the blood from your mind’s vein

your heart wrung tear

the great goddamn weep

the wound in your body which wont show

the ultimate cathartic

the mask of medusa

the slave who makes ceaser jealous

what you see in him

the enduring sea legend

the hefty shoulder on all your wheels

your substitute for thought

the eloquent eyebrow

the off spring of his own thoughts

where mystery and knowledge collide
patton at sea

the last Columbus

---ONLY I KNOW WHO I YAM !

This is what i yam--

i take my own sunshine wherever i go.

i love to bust 'em cloning tubes and stereotype moulds

my hardest task master is my own conscience

for me each moment is freshly minted

i am the master of my will and slave of my conscience

i pity all those who sweat the small stuff

i light tomorrow with today like the quintessential chain smoker

i have no qualms in discarding a shoe that does not fit

i hardy care for chess board logic

i enjoy shattering the matrix, by thinking free

i don’t care for mob fuckin' mentality

i don’t  care for tilted playing fields

i am not perfect, but my team usually is—i love to stand at the pivot— they call me the point man .

i judge people more by their questions than by their answers

i respect the past—but i don’t worship it

as a leader i exempt my creative geese from the military flight formation. 

i believe leadership is of spirit and management is of mind.

i like to head a team that is run on trust , not control.

i don’t keep my sundials in the shade or tape the beaks of my talkin' parrots

i am the one who is not scared of 'em long knifes. i am proud of all mE scars.  

i love to convert flight to fight-- allow 'em a  firm grip on my scruff -- suddenly shout BOOO and watch the dismay --.  

i get my kicks by stepping outside my comfort zone.  

i do hold the wisdom of not  catching a tiger by the tail to know more about it 

i don’t win battles at the expense of losing the war.  

i embrace storms for it makes me take deeper roots.  

i forge the hinges of my destiny on my own terms

my favourite proverb:-- only when the last tree has died and the last river has been poisoned and the last fish been caught will we realise we cannot eat money. - cree indian proverb

LOVE ME ---DAMN ME -OR FLAUNT ME-

I YAM WHAT I YAM ( that is one in the eye of the those who like to say mallus put a Y everywhere )

My T shirt logos:--

SELF CONTROL OFTEN GETS THE BETTER OF ME

ANYONE ELSE WANTS SOME MORE?

LOOKS I MISSED THE PARTY?

IS THAT YOUR BEST?

JOHN GALT GETS ON MY WRONG SIDE ONCE TOO OFTEN

SEEMS TO ME A GOOD TIME TO MOVE ON

I LOOK FORWARD TO MORE CULTURED SURROUNDINGS

I’VE BEEN TO WORSE PLACES THAN THIS

YOU BLEED BETTER THAN YOU SHOOT 

DON’T SERMON TOO MUCH WHEN I AM AROUND

IS THAT SUPPOSED TO LET ME OFF THE HOOK?

IF YOU ARE BROKE YOU NEED TO TAKE YOUR ASS ELSEWHERE

I DON’T HAVE THE TIME FOR THIS CRAP TODAY

OH REALLY? WHEN YOU HAVE BEEN SO QUIET AND ALL THAT?

I WAS BORN INTELLIGENT—EDUCATION RUINED ME

I USED TO BE INDECISIVE –NOW I AINT TOO SURE

CAREFUL DUDE—LEST I START AN ICE AGE TO MAKE YOU CHILL

EVERYONE HAS SECRETS BUT ME

MUST REACH ESCAPE VELOCITY BEFORE I TELEPORT

WANNA BUCKLE SOME SWASH?

CHANGE ME DIAPER?—DUDE I AM 54 YEARS OLD

CHECK THIS OUT DUDES---SPRROING!

COVER UP BEFORE MY PURITY

GUARANTEED TO MAKE YOU WISER—OR YOUR MONEY BACK

GOT A SPECK OF ASTEROID IN ME EYE

CATCH ME DRIFT?

OH YEAH? I AM HERE TO PROCLAIM THE DAWN OF A NEW ERA

TODAY MY BRAIN IS TICKLISH

WANNA ANALYSE MY ARMOURY ERE YOU SEND YOUR DECOY?

EVEN MAKING ME NOD IN AGREEMENT CAN BE FATAL FOR YOU –DUDE!

I CAN TASTE FEAR!

TIME TO MOVE ON—SO MUCH TRASH TO FIND

TOOL BOOTH OPERATOR ON YOUR HIGHWAY OF DESPAIR

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN—HULLO AND GOOD BYE!

IF YOU DON’T KNEEL BEFORE MY WRATH—YOU WILL CERTAINLY ,AFTER IT.

100 TRILLION CALCULATIONS PER SECOND—ON HOW TO KICK PRIME BUTT HERE

CAPT AJIT VADAKAYIL

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