Amit Verma posts on the Shiney Ahuja situation, and at the end points readers to some rediff.com comments. Hers is the comment in question:

i thoughted that he is a good persun and his name telling that he is shiney persun. All pepuls are spradening baddy things about him. No oned talkied about shakeete kapeur and guldshand geiver. Why?

I absolutely took the comment at face value but went down a little further and found another one by the same user:

how i killing you with simpule engleesh? are you goned maddy ? to killed you need guned, kniefe, hamur, stoned. howe simpule engleesh killed you?

As soon as I read this it clicked. Poes Law. Its an old internet rule that states:

Without a winking smiley or other blatant display of humor, it is impossible to create a parody of Fundamentalism that SOMEONE won’t mistake for the real thing.

I think we need to have a rediff commenter specific version of this law. On reading rediff comments I think we can simplify the law as well:

It is IMPOSSIBLE to recognize whether or not rediff comments are parody.

I think we should name it the Bala law in honor of Ajit Balakrishnan without whom we would not be blessed.

And for anyone who is willing to try and figure out if the above commenter is for real check out Halakus Comment Page.

I was reading this post on ultrabrown, and saw the last image of screenshots from Mike Meyers new movie The Love Guru.

Roughly translated that says: You worship or honor the hair on my butt .

I got a message in my gmail, and I thought it looked like spam. But it was from a name Ive been expecting something from for the last few days. I opened it and realised that it was spam, but saw how it was a different kind of spam. Instead of a link in the email to a dodgy website, this one has a link to Google.

This is the Search Result Page

Iv never seen anything like this before. I hate when spammers get clever.

I hate dancing more than I can possibly explain. I hate doing it myself, which I can’t anyway, but I loathe and resent the necessity to try. I hate watching other people do it. I hate the way it breaks up conversation. I hate the slovenly mixture of sexual exhibitionism, strutting contempt and repellent narcissism that it involves. I hate it when it is formless, meaningless bopping and I hate it (if anything even more) when it is formal and choreographed into genres like ballroom or schooled disco. Those cavortings are so embarrassing and dreadful as to force my hand to my mouth.

Stephen Fry

Stephen Fry, the funniest man alive, has started podcasting. The first one was ok, but this is an excerpt from the second one, and it is one of the funniest things I’ve ever heard.

A toy available from amazon . Read the user reviews. They are awesome.

I agree that grapefruit sucks, but why so negative on oranges. I love oranges.

Hilarious

I thought the book was banned in India, but today got it on the road. Interesting, how I got a pirated copy of a banned book.

Update: Saw a post by Govindraj Ethiraj, on a similar subject