The news has already rocked across nations and by now it seems all the fun & excitement is almost over regarding celebrations and time of action has begun. Our media guys are once again back to look for news in our own country. I so like to share on this.
All right, so Mr. Barack Obama, congratulations…for being the new President-elect of United States of America.
The US elections were interesting right from the time it started for obvious reasons. Firstly, Mr. Obama proved his victory by putting a stop to the ongoing rule of Bush-Clinton-Bush dynasty. And secondly by snatching the crown of ‘Mr. President’ from the jaws of Mr. McCain.
What all I could follow and therefore understand is that he came out a winner as an American solely and not as a representative of some “community” which I think is a hard thing to expect here in India that someone would come up courageously without being associated to some group to save his ***. We all are aware of the state of affairs here, citing an example of Mulayam-Mayawati promised promises towards their respective communities Or Congress supporting Muslims and BJP supporting Hindus stories, and if one can take out sometime to listen Mr. Thackeray’s speech made in favor of Maharastrians..what fun! The list is long…
NO, I am not bitching about anyone or supporting/disrespecting any political leader or their parties or maybe doubting their agendas. Just that, I want my country to break away the chain of having orthodox mentalities in which it is trapped which keep passing to its progeny unchecked and God alone knows how long it may go unless there is some CHANGE! Change of the sort like in America. I am just no one to bicker about it but I am just comparing the situations on the opposite sides of the globe. We have here those oldies(in the top positions) who rarely interacts with media and their left job is done by not-so-important politicians who just know how to throw mikes upon their rivals in the parliament house or know how and when to change ‘costumes’ when perhaps, they were supposed to take strong actions against terrorists.
We are progressing, yeah, if we look our graph of success. we are making missiles, launching chandrayans, winning gold’s and lot more at national and international level but the old problems keeps on persisting. Whether its about Kashmir(which is like a Gordian knot to solve), Naxals, women safety,dowry,corruption……………..because we don’t want to eradicate the problem by taking immediate steps that’s why I like America for standing up immediately if challenged by a problem.
I read it somewhere, that Obama stood up in Chicago and declared “if there is anybody out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible…today is your answer”
I just seek this much of confidence in our leaders to dare speak like this some day!
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Festival of lights :)
wednesday, 3:30pm(oops, i just forgot to post) :P
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Today is a day after Diwali and it’s a well-earned holiday for me.
It was a good celebration with family and friends. but best is this occasion when you can surrender yourself to sweets bothering least for those extra calories. Because, Diwali comes once in a year so you kind of let your sweet tooth speak for you.
ANOTHER beautiful day!! After so much of wretched schedule past week, it was like a real high on this bright, sunny day.. Although, so much to do today, as in, to complete Manu sir’s file that is to be submitted on Friday, will do later. It really is a lazy day around here, so far spent lounging around inside the house. The weather has changed pleasantly and is providing a touch of winters. Will just soak in the moment for sometime and later will go for a stroll in the evening.
India is playing its third Test Match of Border-Gavaskar series against Australia, with Sachin on pitch, batting along with Gambhir.so far,its been a very interesting match, especially the Watson-Gambhir-Katich bust-up.haha.Aussies start sledging the moment they see competition before them.Same was today. Right from the outset, Lee,Johnson and Watson said few words here and there followed by a raised arm as Gambhir took a single to which Gautam responded with a hard elbow in Watson’s sculpted abdomen.haha. well done boy..!
Sitting comfortably,eating all the good things possible. Basking in some good old memories and exciting plans ahead. Its fun. Life is good!
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Today is a day after Diwali and it’s a well-earned holiday for me.
It was a good celebration with family and friends. but best is this occasion when you can surrender yourself to sweets bothering least for those extra calories. Because, Diwali comes once in a year so you kind of let your sweet tooth speak for you.
ANOTHER beautiful day!! After so much of wretched schedule past week, it was like a real high on this bright, sunny day.. Although, so much to do today, as in, to complete Manu sir’s file that is to be submitted on Friday, will do later. It really is a lazy day around here, so far spent lounging around inside the house. The weather has changed pleasantly and is providing a touch of winters. Will just soak in the moment for sometime and later will go for a stroll in the evening.
India is playing its third Test Match of Border-Gavaskar series against Australia, with Sachin on pitch, batting along with Gambhir.so far,its been a very interesting match, especially the Watson-Gambhir-Katich bust-up.haha.Aussies start sledging the moment they see competition before them.Same was today. Right from the outset, Lee,Johnson and Watson said few words here and there followed by a raised arm as Gambhir took a single to which Gautam responded with a hard elbow in Watson’s sculpted abdomen.haha. well done boy..!
Sitting comfortably,eating all the good things possible. Basking in some good old memories and exciting plans ahead. Its fun. Life is good!
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Enough is enough! May be I am exaggerating using this word ‘enough’. But it really gets on my nerves now. Enough of testing my patience. Enough of testing my skills. I am poor n inexperienced..i admit.
Its not that I dint make an effort. I tried, But all in vain. I wasted my time, made my brain a reservoir of thinking process that I never did before, thought it might click someday, but naaa..!! n now, seriously, I don’t wanna try any further.
Possibly, i am not that lucky. It’s so easy to listen stories of others; but when it comes to yoU, especially me.. It appears as some cosmic thing, some Darwinian principles. It just doesn’t click this side (n I don’t expect a serendipity, please..Duh!) n it wont.. I’ve come to know about it. n if u ask me, I give a damn to it now. Crap cRap crap!!! I don’t know what I am writing even. probably just want to write kjldsfjihds..write some utter crap! Words fail me. It seems impossible to sum up the emotions stirring deep , seems impossible to try to understand those anthropogenic relations n their existence n importance for that matter.Will those come true for me ever? ...........
I have my frigging assignment looming over my head.i don’t wanna do. An emotional fool can only float in the sea of expectations.
When you have nothing to do you think.don’t you? You think and therefore you go crazy and then it starts to hurt and therefore haunt. And then it becomes tough to think coherently or in other words it starts disturbing you and therfore distracts you hell out.
Just when sitting all by myself in the morning today, these words came babbling to my ears, what once my prof. told in the class, “there’s a right time of everything in life, and one needs to wait till it comes”
I dint bother about it then, but I understand what she really meant now.
I pass a genuine smile n go complete the assignment!
Its not that I dint make an effort. I tried, But all in vain. I wasted my time, made my brain a reservoir of thinking process that I never did before, thought it might click someday, but naaa..!! n now, seriously, I don’t wanna try any further.
Possibly, i am not that lucky. It’s so easy to listen stories of others; but when it comes to yoU, especially me.. It appears as some cosmic thing, some Darwinian principles. It just doesn’t click this side (n I don’t expect a serendipity, please..Duh!) n it wont.. I’ve come to know about it. n if u ask me, I give a damn to it now. Crap cRap crap!!! I don’t know what I am writing even. probably just want to write kjldsfjihds..write some utter crap! Words fail me. It seems impossible to sum up the emotions stirring deep , seems impossible to try to understand those anthropogenic relations n their existence n importance for that matter.Will those come true for me ever? ...........
I have my frigging assignment looming over my head.i don’t wanna do. An emotional fool can only float in the sea of expectations.
When you have nothing to do you think.don’t you? You think and therefore you go crazy and then it starts to hurt and therefore haunt. And then it becomes tough to think coherently or in other words it starts disturbing you and therfore distracts you hell out.
Just when sitting all by myself in the morning today, these words came babbling to my ears, what once my prof. told in the class, “there’s a right time of everything in life, and one needs to wait till it comes”
I dint bother about it then, but I understand what she really meant now.
I pass a genuine smile n go complete the assignment!
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
KHARAGPUR TRIP
6 girls & a guy, whosoever heard it in my friend circle declared him a ‘lucky dude’ but how lucky it turned out for him only he knows ;) he is our Pandeyji..
It started with him and ended as well..For he was the topic of our discussion most of the times (not for any good reasons, though)..it was him who booked our seats for purshottom express which took almost 24-26 hrs to reach our destination that could have been covered in less than half of this time had we chosen other train. Nevertheless, we enjoyed it as we got more time together.
On 23rd night I reached New Delhi railway station! It was the first time I took a short, week day trip ONLY with friends and therefore was li’l scared..scared to be going to a distant place without family (mebbe its kiddish of me, but its true). But soon it was over.
My friends and I had been looking forward to the trip so we didn’t want to waste any time at all. After we finished our classes in daytime; as some had already brought their luggage in the campus while others like me had planned to go to home n return to station. Our compartment was firing with noise, laughter. We discussed every possible topics ranging from dowry to caste-system to “Hema” etc to pass our time. Played Antakshari to beat the time, clicked number of photos. In b/w Manisha, Ankita; while I was sleeping, screwed up Pandey.haha..
I can say ,Our journey was fruitful as Paulomi finished an entire novel and I finished a half read novel which I was planning to do from time immemorial..lol!
We reached to the world’s longest platform i.e. Kharagpur at 2:10 am 25th morning, n took taxi to reach to our allotted ‘Vishwesarya guest house’. The room we got was just awesome.. the entire day we had nothing to do but to just explore the campus. It was a large campus, and many plants on it. But what impressed me most was the atmosphere and greenery there. The campus is one of the largest campus of our country or may be Asia.Between those similar looking buildings were many narrow paths; beside these paths lay green trees swaying in the breeze. I took a deep breath, relaxing myself, and enjoyed the serene, peaceful moment.
There’s a famous Tech market, which had almost everything. Sunlight shinning on us through leaves was not flashing but mild. We stayed out till the night darkened the sky. There was one open restaurant where most of the crowd used to gather in the evening n night. As we dint know much of the place then, so did our breakfast-lunch-dinner at our guesthouse only. The food was yuck!
The next day was the day of work. The purpose of our visit i.e. workshop was on
“ Bioinformatics in Genomics and Proteomics” the first day was of only lectures by the faculty of Deptt. Of Biotechnology, IITkgp and some other universities. I was seated with Pandey away from rest of my frens..
later I got to know that they were found sketching cartoons during some of the lectures. :)
It started with him and ended as well..For he was the topic of our discussion most of the times (not for any good reasons, though)..it was him who booked our seats for purshottom express which took almost 24-26 hrs to reach our destination that could have been covered in less than half of this time had we chosen other train. Nevertheless, we enjoyed it as we got more time together.
On 23rd night I reached New Delhi railway station! It was the first time I took a short, week day trip ONLY with friends and therefore was li’l scared..scared to be going to a distant place without family (mebbe its kiddish of me, but its true). But soon it was over.
My friends and I had been looking forward to the trip so we didn’t want to waste any time at all. After we finished our classes in daytime; as some had already brought their luggage in the campus while others like me had planned to go to home n return to station. Our compartment was firing with noise, laughter. We discussed every possible topics ranging from dowry to caste-system to “Hema” etc to pass our time. Played Antakshari to beat the time, clicked number of photos. In b/w Manisha, Ankita; while I was sleeping, screwed up Pandey.haha..
I can say ,Our journey was fruitful as Paulomi finished an entire novel and I finished a half read novel which I was planning to do from time immemorial..lol!
We reached to the world’s longest platform i.e. Kharagpur at 2:10 am 25th morning, n took taxi to reach to our allotted ‘Vishwesarya guest house’. The room we got was just awesome.. the entire day we had nothing to do but to just explore the campus. It was a large campus, and many plants on it. But what impressed me most was the atmosphere and greenery there. The campus is one of the largest campus of our country or may be Asia.Between those similar looking buildings were many narrow paths; beside these paths lay green trees swaying in the breeze. I took a deep breath, relaxing myself, and enjoyed the serene, peaceful moment.
There’s a famous Tech market, which had almost everything. Sunlight shinning on us through leaves was not flashing but mild. We stayed out till the night darkened the sky. There was one open restaurant where most of the crowd used to gather in the evening n night. As we dint know much of the place then, so did our breakfast-lunch-dinner at our guesthouse only. The food was yuck!
The next day was the day of work. The purpose of our visit i.e. workshop was on
“ Bioinformatics in Genomics and Proteomics” the first day was of only lectures by the faculty of Deptt. Of Biotechnology, IITkgp and some other universities. I was seated with Pandey away from rest of my frens..
later I got to know that they were found sketching cartoons during some of the lectures. :)
from left: paulomi,preeti, myself,manisha and ankita
[this was after the workshop has ended]
All those who came from other universities were different ppl, not indulging in talks or else but towards end it all became interactive; even with pandey’s roomie who was once chosen a suitable match for paulomi..lol!
Bengalis really like rasogullas so much that it was a part of every meal even with breakfast! Phew!!
But damn!! The lady attendant at food counter was horrible; she used to give us “Zee horror show” type looks whenever we went to ask for food.
The act of sleeping according to my roomies was a prohibited act .so slept very little there utilizing our time in other activities.
But the best part was when we met Biman and Nandana at Sahara restaurant. They are research scholars in Prof. Kundu’s Tissue engineering lab.i also met my super super senior from grad’n college who is now doing research from iitkgp only. That restaurant is the heart of IITkgp in the evening with all sorts of crowd of B.Techs,M Techs, research scholars etc. we talked like anything with ‘em.so down-to-earth persons they were.
After dinner they took us all for a long walk of the entire campus finally reaching to Nandana’s Laxmibai hostel for women where we weren’t allowed to enter as it was already exceeding 11 pm.
IITkgp campus is the safest campus, we were walking at 12 or so in night. N that was just fun!
Next day was hands-on-training day at Takhshila hall, as promised by Biman sir, organized by all the ‘young’ not so boring type research scholars and that no one would feel bore as previous day. We learnt DNA->RNA->PROTEIN conversions on all the bioinfo tools including restriction enzymes modification followed by Ramsol software program which was the most coolest and interesting thing to do.
After the hectic day, we again met Biman and Nandana for dinner at Sahara’s. she invited us to her hostel which again was a memorable experience..
The trip was short but a very good one. Traveling with friends, I have different feelings about everything. But what’s different is that I can share these feelings with my friends, so do they. With different people, you have different feelings. And this is also why the trip with friends can be so interesting and fascinating to anyone.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
what an evening!
The sky is blue..a deep intense blue..
And when I look up at it almost after a week time or so, the large expanse of it gives me a calming effect... n it always does, as if taking away all the worries from life...
the sight of wispy cottony white clouds, flowing freely..feels like letting your soul move along with it..
The soft breeze flowing.. touching your body, combing your hairs...
Sound of birds chirping , as if jussst for you...
a soft music playing in the back ...... only makes me say-"what an evening"!
And when I look up at it almost after a week time or so, the large expanse of it gives me a calming effect... n it always does, as if taking away all the worries from life...
the sight of wispy cottony white clouds, flowing freely..feels like letting your soul move along with it..
The soft breeze flowing.. touching your body, combing your hairs...
Sound of birds chirping , as if jussst for you...
a soft music playing in the back ...... only makes me say-"what an evening"!
Saturday, August 30, 2008
I felt as if I was a football yesterday..
Somebody came and kicked me out of the stadium so far so that I couldn’t be located anymore.
And there I stood slouching against the wall, bewildered and confused..
As if God has just played a trick on me.. leaving all shattered ..now snapping fingers asking ‘oh, poor child! what’s so wrong’?
Something you sincerely waiting and wanting to do and in a fraction of time u loose it..u loose it all..u loose the spirit man!
But now,you cant just sit n moan. You have to be working it out. You lost it..yoU have to get that back!
Somebody came and kicked me out of the stadium so far so that I couldn’t be located anymore.
And there I stood slouching against the wall, bewildered and confused..
As if God has just played a trick on me.. leaving all shattered ..now snapping fingers asking ‘oh, poor child! what’s so wrong’?
Something you sincerely waiting and wanting to do and in a fraction of time u loose it..u loose it all..u loose the spirit man!
But now,you cant just sit n moan. You have to be working it out. You lost it..yoU have to get that back!
Saturday, August 16, 2008
INVINCIBLE HEPTAD!
I know I m late, should have posted this post by yesterday but..
I have become such a sloth
Who pseudo-work for 5 weekdays
Crawl the next 2 days
Curse the evening of Sundays
n feel blues every Monday..
Wo..it all rhymed! Yay !!
Every year the day of 15th August comes bringing fire in the hearts of many Indians,when the national anthem is orchestrated, those magical lyrics.. heart full of gratitude n respect towards motherland makes each one of us proud! And with our country finding its way to the list of Gold medal winners in the worlds biggest stage for sports, one would only be hopeful to see such fabulous stories of human achievements repeating itself for our Nation.
So, I was surfing music channels 15th morning .. when I paused to look at this video..i bursted into laughter that my sis came asking whats so funny is on? I pointed her t.v screen the song“ DES RANGEELA” from the movie Fanaa.
I know many don’t know this song like me, had naveen jindal not come up with his idea of organizing this competition at my college :(
For all those who don’t know Mr. Naveen jindal:
He heads a steel and power empire and is a champion polo player and a skeet shooter. He has also won a decade-long and a relentless court battle to secure the right of Indians to hoist the country’s flag everyday and not just on special occasions like Independence and Republic days. "The Indian flag does not just belong to the government or the bureaucracy, it belongs to every Indian.
The competition was to show your patriotic spirit by any means..n the prize money was too lucrative ..5000/- …we made a group of 7 n started sieving the best possible song which would fetch us the prize money..lots of picks..this song,that song..bla bla bla.. when finally we agreed to that Fanaa song..i never ever listened that song before,that was neetika’s sick idea(or prove me wrong..huh!).. I still curse her for that.. I guess coz I was all too enthu n gusto that I agreed to that deal..we had 2 days to prepare for it!!
Next morning..we 7 came to clg but no one attended even single class..reason? our oozing-patroitic-spirit..sat on the rock gardens..bunking zoo pracs, practiced the whole day n the next day.
The D day came, it was to happen in the Audi. the stage set, audience ready ..n judges impressed to see lots of young audience(coz usually the Audi was empty when events like this happen, bolly n western dance n music shows are always preferred by youth) ..okay, so we waited eagerly for our turn..the spirit of nationalism strong in our hearts..n we gave our shot..i rem we planned to add special effect to our song by making neetika splash red colors (some holi colors) while we sing to make the event more happening (ah! neetz looked a dumbfound jerk..) we started clapping ourselves while neetz did the coloring part..judges got into complex watching our spirit ,they too started bucking up, our faces enlightened, we sang louder..n funny part was that we had called out our fellow classmates to be among audience so as to cheer us up (actually to clap for us) awww!!..lolll…the whole Audi was enthralled,performance was splendiferous enough to win us that prize.. (all acc. to our fool minds, we actually made castles in the air)
After all that act, we sat in the audience to see rest performances..i rem one girl came n sang an awful patriotic song, we booed her in heart..(reason: our oozing spirit :P) invincible heptad! :D
Finally the show got over..then came the judgement time::::
2nd runner up is xyz
1st runner up is ...
(we, ecstatic,over-confident fools,believed that the prize only n lonely :P belong to us)
nnn the firsttt prize goes to ::::::::: the girl who sang that “awfull song”
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Embarrassed…dissed…mocked down…that as soon we received our consolation patriotic music CD prize, we left the Audi( we wanted to leave the Audi ASAP, but someone told us not to go)… we cracked into immense laughter outside.. laughing out really loud..n still after 1 n half year the moment is fresh in minds n makes us pull our jaws again..
Because in all honesty we are all crazy as hell and when we are around people it is a big act brought on by wanting to be accepted, n I do silly things around people Im super close with,but that was a public shame! Lol!!!
Its so cool to just sit in retrospection,n remember the good old college days!(not too old,mind you) ;)
I have become such a sloth
Who pseudo-work for 5 weekdays
Crawl the next 2 days
Curse the evening of Sundays
n feel blues every Monday..
Wo..it all rhymed! Yay !!
Every year the day of 15th August comes bringing fire in the hearts of many Indians,when the national anthem is orchestrated, those magical lyrics.. heart full of gratitude n respect towards motherland makes each one of us proud! And with our country finding its way to the list of Gold medal winners in the worlds biggest stage for sports, one would only be hopeful to see such fabulous stories of human achievements repeating itself for our Nation.
So, I was surfing music channels 15th morning .. when I paused to look at this video..i bursted into laughter that my sis came asking whats so funny is on? I pointed her t.v screen the song“ DES RANGEELA” from the movie Fanaa.
I know many don’t know this song like me, had naveen jindal not come up with his idea of organizing this competition at my college :(
For all those who don’t know Mr. Naveen jindal:
He heads a steel and power empire and is a champion polo player and a skeet shooter. He has also won a decade-long and a relentless court battle to secure the right of Indians to hoist the country’s flag everyday and not just on special occasions like Independence and Republic days. "The Indian flag does not just belong to the government or the bureaucracy, it belongs to every Indian.
The competition was to show your patriotic spirit by any means..n the prize money was too lucrative ..5000/- …we made a group of 7 n started sieving the best possible song which would fetch us the prize money..lots of picks..this song,that song..bla bla bla.. when finally we agreed to that Fanaa song..i never ever listened that song before,that was neetika’s sick idea(or prove me wrong..huh!).. I still curse her for that.. I guess coz I was all too enthu n gusto that I agreed to that deal..we had 2 days to prepare for it!!
Next morning..we 7 came to clg but no one attended even single class..reason? our oozing-patroitic-spirit..sat on the rock gardens..bunking zoo pracs, practiced the whole day n the next day.
The D day came, it was to happen in the Audi. the stage set, audience ready ..n judges impressed to see lots of young audience(coz usually the Audi was empty when events like this happen, bolly n western dance n music shows are always preferred by youth) ..okay, so we waited eagerly for our turn..the spirit of nationalism strong in our hearts..n we gave our shot..i rem we planned to add special effect to our song by making neetika splash red colors (some holi colors) while we sing to make the event more happening (ah! neetz looked a dumbfound jerk..) we started clapping ourselves while neetz did the coloring part..judges got into complex watching our spirit ,they too started bucking up, our faces enlightened, we sang louder..n funny part was that we had called out our fellow classmates to be among audience so as to cheer us up (actually to clap for us) awww!!..lolll…the whole Audi was enthralled,performance was splendiferous enough to win us that prize.. (all acc. to our fool minds, we actually made castles in the air)
After all that act, we sat in the audience to see rest performances..i rem one girl came n sang an awful patriotic song, we booed her in heart..(reason: our oozing spirit :P) invincible heptad! :D
Finally the show got over..then came the judgement time::::
2nd runner up is xyz
1st runner up is ...
(we, ecstatic,over-confident fools,believed that the prize only n lonely :P belong to us)
nnn the firsttt prize goes to ::::::::: the girl who sang that “awfull song”
.....................................................................
Embarrassed…dissed…mocked down…that as soon we received our consolation patriotic music CD prize, we left the Audi( we wanted to leave the Audi ASAP, but someone told us not to go)… we cracked into immense laughter outside.. laughing out really loud..n still after 1 n half year the moment is fresh in minds n makes us pull our jaws again..
Because in all honesty we are all crazy as hell and when we are around people it is a big act brought on by wanting to be accepted, n I do silly things around people Im super close with,but that was a public shame! Lol!!!
Its so cool to just sit in retrospection,n remember the good old college days!(not too old,mind you) ;)
Saturday, July 26, 2008
~ Oblivion ~
Something is not clicking... I have this strong urge to scribble but something inside is eating away my spirits. let me try..
“Life isn’t a cake-walk...” As I grow I tend to understand the real crux behind this phrase. I remember I always had grievances about me being amateurish at times in taking decision past 5-6 years . Everybody beside me knowing their right, wrongs and stuff like that..and I used to scold myself for, being youngest at home therefore a spoilt child! But in my three years of graduation, I kind of metamorphosed, the child like, carefree (or careless) attitude is no more existing now with me as now I take every petty matter with ‘great’ concern (too much an adjective..!..) but truly. Obviously, I have grown old at least as per my 10th DOB certificate, n have lived two decades of my life that now I am referred a ‘changed-individual’ and I was pretty hunky-dory about that..
But why things don’t turn out the way you want?. Why I am having failed-plans these days?( may be I’ll stop planning things in advance) Why I am loosing things these days?(oh! My pen-drive, where on the earth you are? ) And heck! why am I expecting things for heavens sake?…………… I recall having made some policies in life that I planned to follow sincerely. One of among them was ‘not to expect’ but time and again; candidly, I forget my self-made policies…n I just goofed up again!
There are some people who refuse to learn from mistakes and I, for sure, was not one of them as I believed its only you who can be a lesson for yourself because people will say many things, you listen them but never follow.. ‘A man learn from his own mistakes’ I agree!
So, moral of the story is that, stop expecting, stop planning and be wary (order is random) BUT always get going!!
“Life isn’t a cake-walk...” As I grow I tend to understand the real crux behind this phrase. I remember I always had grievances about me being amateurish at times in taking decision past 5-6 years . Everybody beside me knowing their right, wrongs and stuff like that..and I used to scold myself for, being youngest at home therefore a spoilt child! But in my three years of graduation, I kind of metamorphosed, the child like, carefree (or careless) attitude is no more existing now with me as now I take every petty matter with ‘great’ concern (too much an adjective..!..) but truly. Obviously, I have grown old at least as per my 10th DOB certificate, n have lived two decades of my life that now I am referred a ‘changed-individual’ and I was pretty hunky-dory about that..
But why things don’t turn out the way you want?. Why I am having failed-plans these days?( may be I’ll stop planning things in advance) Why I am loosing things these days?(oh! My pen-drive, where on the earth you are? ) And heck! why am I expecting things for heavens sake?…………… I recall having made some policies in life that I planned to follow sincerely. One of among them was ‘not to expect’ but time and again; candidly, I forget my self-made policies…n I just goofed up again!
There are some people who refuse to learn from mistakes and I, for sure, was not one of them as I believed its only you who can be a lesson for yourself because people will say many things, you listen them but never follow.. ‘A man learn from his own mistakes’ I agree!
So, moral of the story is that, stop expecting, stop planning and be wary (order is random) BUT always get going!!
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
End of Vellapanti.. Ouch!!
The 2-month blessed vacation is almost over today and I left no chance to spend it in sheer vellapanti. I remember my senior asked me at orkut “so wat r u doin these days??” to which I replied “I was doing NOTHING” yesss, the word nothing typed in caps as if it was such a great task to perform! N when he again asked “tell me plz how to do NOTHING......... I have never done it earlier” I replied most shamelessly that “doing NOTHING is actually not everybody's cup of tea..its very difficult..only great persons can do it like me ;)”
Its okay u r into phd n all..i am still a student of lesser grade than you who gets holidays n can spend time in vellapanti..huh!! may be grapes-are-sour for you ;)
But when I think back I guess it wasn’t difficult either..one can spend daysss being vella until that vellaness reaches peakness to kick you out from your house as it did to me. I behaved variously in these 2-months..sometimes thinking too much sometimes nothing at all.as it is said “excess of everything is bad” ..proved right.
In these velle days, I ate, slept, jumped, ran, laughed, cried :P, t.v, movies (only2), read, wrote…etc etc..but Godji,please next time (if at all) I get such ample holidays keep something for me to do in b/w.
Somebody was sending guinea souls in heaven,somebody was dissecting calotes,somebody busy in end sem exams,somebody busy in meter-testing,somebody in summer- training,swimming,visiting hometown…etc etc..
But fine..it wasn’t bad either here ..i have been doing THINGS too..such as..a…well…yea,running (I think this was some constructive thing from my part)…lazing around…started blogging too..having breakfast-cum-lunch…watching every possible crapiest channel on T.V ..ah!!! FOR EXAMPLE -> INDIA tv… needs some mention now..
INDIA t.v :::::I never thought I would give this importance to you that I be possibly writing for you..but u made me vomit my frustration now!! This one is the CRAPIEST,DUMBEST of channel I have come across so far..matlab ki ,How can you guys broadcast such useless news?? A man flying by his own,alien seen at smbdy’s bedroom,an angrez resembling Lord Krishna,a boy taking out fresh green leaves outta his ears… man..wtf! I m not interested n nobody is! Useless fellows! Useless news! Loosers! Unfortunately the channel is placed such that I HAVE to go past it for other channels otherwise…..leave it!!
I myself am surprised that hvnt met mona,amita,neetika all these holidays, Amy wasnt here though rest could have met, but for reasons well known (to me n mona)…guess whenever we’d meet next ..it ‘ll be a blast as ever.
Anyways.. I simply enjoyed the holi-days! Dunno when I’ll be doing all these insane things next! Yesterday only I was constantly smiling for no reasons..naa..m not retarted by any means..silly me!!okay okay..enuf!!
Chal, its already too much a crap..kal se again classes,pracs,long hours commuting (sickk),less hours sleeping,frens, but lots of activities :)
Right now listening to the track ‘city of blinding lights’ ..driving me crazy..:P
The end!
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
DOWN-TO-EARTH..
Its been a hesitant start to the summer,first those rains (gave me blues), then soaring temperatures,boring sultry holidays AND a wait that was only getting longer…
There’s nothing better than snatching a little relaxation time from life’s hectic schedule & getting that little bit close-to-nature. Although ,in my case I had as such no “busy” schedule coz I was doing poor in those goddam holidays,squandering time, trying to make that obstacle succumb on 22nd june and scurried that very evening to a lovely place.
Sometimes life doesn’t go the way you want it & sometimes it goes you never thought of it like before.. Plans planned at random really works (atleast for me)..
After talking no. of times on phone..located him(bro) at station as I was coming directly from the exam center . boarded train at 7:25pm, bidding adieu to friends..i let myself explore the new world..
Next morning I was home.Soon I realized I am away, away from a maddening city bustling always..providing a brief relief to those deft fingers maneuvering left-right,up-down arrows on the keyboard..a break to my lungs which m sure must have got pissed-off inhaling daily polluted air..a break to my eyes which must have got habitual of only seeing the fruits of technology everywhere..n then sensing those large inquisitive eyes at me eager to find out who the new guest was, minutes later I was at ease with my little cute cousins..Garima,Nitin(Mr. Default), Amit,Rahul,Kavi(shy girl),Jhanvi,Utkarsh,Nisha,Nidhi..love you guys!
It was warm but pleasantly sunny, while it was peaceful too..pure and fresh air,unsophisticated lifestyle, greenery all around(this greenery was different from one that is here..this seems so out-of-reach here..as if planted only to look n appraise..but there I cud actually feel it,), Neem,Lemon,Mango,Jamun tree(Sygium cumini OR Myrtus cumini OR Eugenia jambolanum) :P whatever..view was just riveting to eyes.
I used to wake up just at the crack of dawn (almost 5 or so) [nvr done that here except on exam days] n sleeping as early as 10:00pm..hmm..i refuse all that comfort [not permanently;)] that I get here than lying supined on bed on the terrace adoring millions of brrrightly shining stars..(sometimes even foolishly trying count ‘em) I don’t find such stars here :(
Ambling across fields (farms) touching leaves of sugarcane (Saccharum officinarum) :P , casting pebbles at Mango tree sometimes even plucking one while getting on it.. simply soothing to mind!
it rained once there.. i never kind of enjoyed “rain” due to following reasons:
a) may be coz I have this phobia of the aftermaths of rain on clothes, n that weird feeling when you are drenched in water;
b) OR may be; out of romanticism that people when in "love" enjoy being in rain..phew!
c) OR shayad coz there is so much air pollution here so probably was worried of the effect of rain+ HNO3 + H2SO4 + other harmful pollutants that may come down along with rain on the skin..
d) Miscelleaneous ;)
BUT I had a great experience being in open while its raining n I ll consider trying it again here (probably)
I thank my uncle for sharing such beautiful yet knowledgeable incidences of life,facts behind Ram mandir dispute,about mumtaz’s tomb, hybrid seeds n many more..i thank my bro without whom I would have not been able to write all this had he not made that random plan to go there.
But most important n exciting was the presence of HIM. He, who won my heart. I now truly believe how one could fall in love- at- first- sight. His spiky hairs,that lean but healthy body,occasionally giving me those killing looks..ah! take me back!! His every move made my heart beat faster n louder, just felt like cuddling everytime I saw him . He was a "baby buffalo" :P you \m/
I was all stultified here when those 7 days suffused into my life. I find myself lucky to have it.Cops dint allow me to enter the premises due to security reasons but shall visit next time the ram-janam-bhoomi :) I am back in the bustling city n all rejuvenated. Ready to work hard n party harder ;) amen!!
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
CRICKET -revived!!
Cricket in India is indubitably the most popular sport, yet not the nation’s national sport.
It’s a game which makes normally composed people loose their cool, already fanatics go high, adult to get converted into children n even vice-versa ;)
Even girls seems to enjoy it, more so is the trend with some aunty’s in my neighbourhood. But with the advent of IPL(Indian Premier League), it has got to another level, turned more glitzy and glamorous (thanks to cheerleaders!)
Earlier, As a purists thought it would be like ‘degradation of quality of cricket’ and that it would turn out as a flop plan..but with time I let myself go with the flow..
IPL- is loud, brash n insanely popular!
Exciting is the presence of bollywood icons, bhangra kings, and of course the cheerleaders..there has been some controversies related to cheerleaders, n I got to listen in some news channel that some Hindu activist & some women groups are planning to stage a protest against cheerle... as they believe “damages Indian culture & tradition”..haha..well will somebody ask them why don’t they go to protest against bollywood music videos or may be Rakhi Sawant’s explicit videos?..as it is equally vulgar too..
Once I heard Neha Dhupia(on T.V) saying that “in India only SRK n sex sells” but it seems here even the King himself has realized that nothing sells better than cricket in India.
If its good, there is bitter side to it too..e.g our bhajjiiii always in some controversy or other..everyone knows about the slapgate thingy..i guess cricket as once considered a gentlemen game would no longer hold true..as the trend is changing and getting ugly,uglier….
I really don’t care about other teams ( save Sachin’s team-my favvvourite, and shahrukh’s- coz he’s umm…hehe) BUT Delhi Daredevils (DD), I really support them. Although not used to like Sehwag coz of his repeated poor performances especially after he got married save some rare occasions when he surprisingly came out breaking recccords..but now no option but to buck him up!
Anyways..DD’s managed to enter semis somehow n there was this match to get into finals b/w DD’s & RR’s (Rajasthan Royals). I was all set for THE day of semis. I rilly had no prejudices about the past performance of RR’s ,therefore took ‘em lightly thinking of their spooky name (some royals-of –rajasthan ),Delhi will bully them easily..but as it is rightly being said that “Never underestimate your enemy” I did the same..damnnn!!
RR’s batted first n made a whopping 192.then came the real time..n heck!! All our wickets went on falling like anything..frigging situation..that I just switched off my television set before seeing the plight of my team to end..even Mcgrath dint do anything great but let the opponent hit 4’s n 6’s..duh! DD lost it!
But to my amuse, the very next day KXIP also lost to Chennai Superkings..hehe..pata nahi (dont know)..but they look like rivals to me..hehehe.. ;)
Now, as IPL is over all saas-bahu drama can revive themselves with some of TRP’s, kids can once again grab the TV remote for their fav. cartoon shows at dinner as once totally monopolized by their IPL frenzy brother’s n father. but I m sure IPL addicts are gonna get blues every 8 in the evening..hope they just come out of IPL hangover..
In the end,if the IPL fever has taught us anything is that fans will love any player ,no matter what his race, religion or nationality is as long as he plays well..
It’s a game which makes normally composed people loose their cool, already fanatics go high, adult to get converted into children n even vice-versa ;)
Even girls seems to enjoy it, more so is the trend with some aunty’s in my neighbourhood. But with the advent of IPL(Indian Premier League), it has got to another level, turned more glitzy and glamorous (thanks to cheerleaders!)
Earlier, As a purists thought it would be like ‘degradation of quality of cricket’ and that it would turn out as a flop plan..but with time I let myself go with the flow..
IPL- is loud, brash n insanely popular!
Exciting is the presence of bollywood icons, bhangra kings, and of course the cheerleaders..there has been some controversies related to cheerleaders, n I got to listen in some news channel that some Hindu activist & some women groups are planning to stage a protest against cheerle... as they believe “damages Indian culture & tradition”..haha..well will somebody ask them why don’t they go to protest against bollywood music videos or may be Rakhi Sawant’s explicit videos?..as it is equally vulgar too..
Once I heard Neha Dhupia(on T.V) saying that “in India only SRK n sex sells” but it seems here even the King himself has realized that nothing sells better than cricket in India.
If its good, there is bitter side to it too..e.g our bhajjiiii always in some controversy or other..everyone knows about the slapgate thingy..i guess cricket as once considered a gentlemen game would no longer hold true..as the trend is changing and getting ugly,uglier….
I really don’t care about other teams ( save Sachin’s team-my favvvourite, and shahrukh’s- coz he’s umm…hehe) BUT Delhi Daredevils (DD), I really support them. Although not used to like Sehwag coz of his repeated poor performances especially after he got married save some rare occasions when he surprisingly came out breaking recccords..but now no option but to buck him up!
Anyways..DD’s managed to enter semis somehow n there was this match to get into finals b/w DD’s & RR’s (Rajasthan Royals). I was all set for THE day of semis. I rilly had no prejudices about the past performance of RR’s ,therefore took ‘em lightly thinking of their spooky name (some royals-of –rajasthan ),Delhi will bully them easily..but as it is rightly being said that “Never underestimate your enemy” I did the same..damnnn!!
RR’s batted first n made a whopping 192.then came the real time..n heck!! All our wickets went on falling like anything..frigging situation..that I just switched off my television set before seeing the plight of my team to end..even Mcgrath dint do anything great but let the opponent hit 4’s n 6’s..duh! DD lost it!
But to my amuse, the very next day KXIP also lost to Chennai Superkings..hehe..pata nahi (dont know)..but they look like rivals to me..hehehe.. ;)
Now, as IPL is over all saas-bahu drama can revive themselves with some of TRP’s, kids can once again grab the TV remote for their fav. cartoon shows at dinner as once totally monopolized by their IPL frenzy brother’s n father. but I m sure IPL addicts are gonna get blues every 8 in the evening..hope they just come out of IPL hangover..
In the end,if the IPL fever has taught us anything is that fans will love any player ,no matter what his race, religion or nationality is as long as he plays well..
Monday, May 26, 2008
A ride in Metro..
Well today I had nothing really interesting than the idea of sharing my experience during a regular eventful Metro train ride.
I must first admit that Delhi govt. has done a commendable job in launching this service for its people. It has become like a lifeline to thousands of people like me, office goers, college students, general public.
But, today it will be different, as I am not at all going to share good things about it rather some weird unsaid facts.. (hehe)
Journey starts at the checking counter where one get to see typical khaki-uniform clad men and women (rather woman) oh..did I mention they are policemen..i call ‘em aunty and uncle’s..
Aunty asks me to get my bag checked all over again n again till the moment she gets satisfied by her quest that I really don’t possess any of the unlikely things..i rem one day how she got upto checking even my lunch-box..uff..that was the height!!
Then comes the most irritating job..SCANNING the human body (manually)..i find it totally not-to-be-done-at-any-cost thing especially for a person like me who is tickling-sensitive
(God bless me n others who shares this common problem)..i am always laughing after the checking session n then she always passes me an idiotic smile..but cant help it ( I should CO-operate)
After all that harrowing act, you manage to enter the train somehow when “Seat-grabbers” comes into action.
[CAUTION: they are mostly aunty n uncles in their mid 40’s and BEWARE ..they can hit you anywhere]
People will try all the possible tricks on earth to get a seat,especiall at Rajiv Chowk(the most crowded station)
Then, we have those with all sorts of phobias, right from the escalators to the fear of the metro doors closing on them, to the token machine closing on their sides. These people not only make you miserable but demand that you be understanding about it!!
Another species of Metro monsters are those who will stand at the doors in order to run as soon as the train halts so as to place themselves first on the escalators as if they are somewhere in a marathon!! :D
Aunty’s make a great story too..i mean they will come with their boisterious kids n will let them do whatever they want to..they may run over your shoes,will jump,run throughout the train, they can even hang themselves swaying like idiots boasting of doing like this in America..non-sense!! But God forbid, I pray no one sits with any of aunty because if you happens to be sitting with one of them..they will try to pass their time by generally asking “in which college are you beta”..what course you are pursuing..n then there’s no ending..they ‘ll come down to family level..
Sometimes when u are really not interested n just want to have a nap during your ride, a mobile ring tone will u wake u up ..she will spill the entire gossip of her neighbour over the compartment!
Adding to the agony, are the ongoing never-ending announcements, okay I agreed, it is important but it rilly piss you off sometimes especially during long ride. they will warn you against pick-pockets,not eating drinking aboard….........
Its not over yet, I rem how once I got to listen the world’s most awful ringtone..a 30-something bhaiya was standing n I was half-asleep when I suddenly woke up to this horrible ringtone(prolly loudest of all I heard in my 21 yrs) of some folk-song( I dont rem the song).
Whatever, Metro is a boon to the public transport in Delhi. This was just the other side of coin OTHERWISE its fun to be going in it! Yea.
Enjoy the ride!!!
Hehe ;)
I must first admit that Delhi govt. has done a commendable job in launching this service for its people. It has become like a lifeline to thousands of people like me, office goers, college students, general public.
But, today it will be different, as I am not at all going to share good things about it rather some weird unsaid facts.. (hehe)
Journey starts at the checking counter where one get to see typical khaki-uniform clad men and women (rather woman) oh..did I mention they are policemen..i call ‘em aunty and uncle’s..
Aunty asks me to get my bag checked all over again n again till the moment she gets satisfied by her quest that I really don’t possess any of the unlikely things..i rem one day how she got upto checking even my lunch-box..uff..that was the height!!
Then comes the most irritating job..SCANNING the human body (manually)..i find it totally not-to-be-done-at-any-cost thing especially for a person like me who is tickling-sensitive
(God bless me n others who shares this common problem)..i am always laughing after the checking session n then she always passes me an idiotic smile..but cant help it ( I should CO-operate)
After all that harrowing act, you manage to enter the train somehow when “Seat-grabbers” comes into action.
[CAUTION: they are mostly aunty n uncles in their mid 40’s and BEWARE ..they can hit you anywhere]
People will try all the possible tricks on earth to get a seat,especiall at Rajiv Chowk(the most crowded station)
Then, we have those with all sorts of phobias, right from the escalators to the fear of the metro doors closing on them, to the token machine closing on their sides. These people not only make you miserable but demand that you be understanding about it!!
Another species of Metro monsters are those who will stand at the doors in order to run as soon as the train halts so as to place themselves first on the escalators as if they are somewhere in a marathon!! :D
Aunty’s make a great story too..i mean they will come with their boisterious kids n will let them do whatever they want to..they may run over your shoes,will jump,run throughout the train, they can even hang themselves swaying like idiots boasting of doing like this in America..non-sense!! But God forbid, I pray no one sits with any of aunty because if you happens to be sitting with one of them..they will try to pass their time by generally asking “in which college are you beta”..what course you are pursuing..n then there’s no ending..they ‘ll come down to family level..
Sometimes when u are really not interested n just want to have a nap during your ride, a mobile ring tone will u wake u up ..she will spill the entire gossip of her neighbour over the compartment!
Adding to the agony, are the ongoing never-ending announcements, okay I agreed, it is important but it rilly piss you off sometimes especially during long ride. they will warn you against pick-pockets,not eating drinking aboard….........
Its not over yet, I rem how once I got to listen the world’s most awful ringtone..a 30-something bhaiya was standing n I was half-asleep when I suddenly woke up to this horrible ringtone(prolly loudest of all I heard in my 21 yrs) of some folk-song( I dont rem the song).
Whatever, Metro is a boon to the public transport in Delhi. This was just the other side of coin OTHERWISE its fun to be going in it! Yea.
Enjoy the ride!!!
Hehe ;)
Friday, May 23, 2008
NO SUBJECT!!
I don't know whether my words would actually be able to vent out the feelings that have sunk in, of what I felt and for the first time I wish to write, other than my musings.
I have all the time in the world now-a-days..
Its been Raining here ..
But this summer tis different..yes it is
First,it is untimely
Second..i can see myself connecting chords to it
Dun know,hours pass by watching these tiny tiny droplets
Droplets of rain meeting their end on my hands..
At the same time,my heart sinks deep down deep
Feeling of guilt surmounting all o’er me
Have /Had I done something wrong??
I wish I had the gumption to act that day
When I ended so bizarre
I went into total turmoil to think anywhichway
I should have ended all that in a more pragmatic way
I am an ordinary soul
Just trying to find my place under the sun
But it hurts when I am mistaken as a heartless soul
Perhaps,I need some time to find some ways..
I guess You’ll not understand..
I have all the time in the world now-a-days..
Its been Raining here ..
But this summer tis different..yes it is
First,it is untimely
Second..i can see myself connecting chords to it
Dun know,hours pass by watching these tiny tiny droplets
Droplets of rain meeting their end on my hands..
At the same time,my heart sinks deep down deep
Feeling of guilt surmounting all o’er me
Have /Had I done something wrong??
I wish I had the gumption to act that day
When I ended so bizarre
I went into total turmoil to think anywhichway
I should have ended all that in a more pragmatic way
I am an ordinary soul
Just trying to find my place under the sun
But it hurts when I am mistaken as a heartless soul
Perhaps,I need some time to find some ways..
I guess You’ll not understand..
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
MORNING (and) WALK!!
7:30 am : beep..beep(alarm clock) hey..1 missed call..[Mona,6:05 am] why did she call so early??
8:30am : I was in 20th min of my run when I located Sonu 15 metres away. O crap!!
Now, Sonu needs mention..he’s the guy I taught Maths in 8th std..
[Flashback:::: I would have never taken him,if his mother[my AUNT] had not requested me.I taught that CACTUS, algebra,linear equations,geometry etc.. n i rem one day how we ACTUALLY fought..it all started as a joke n we end up kicking each other when my mom came to his rescue..i could have finished that bastard right then..but modesty..huh!!]
I hate him since then..but now he seems to be okay..i too have mellowed down on him…I think tis being human.i noticed his kinda muscular,adolescent body, thin line of moustache n beard.,voice pitched li’l higher this time than 4 yrs back..boys rilly get matured soon. He’s in 12th now..
Uff..what a bad start to day..anyways..i put my head phones back to complete my remaning journey of 10 minutes..
11:45 : breakfast-cum-lunch..was watching a show on NDTV wen phone beeped again..Aseem n I talked for atleast 80 min..yea..about IPL,how he wish to slap Srisanth (lol),that crazy fellow Bhajji,future plans I mean carrier..etc etc..when the battery of his phone died..
5:00 pm : dnt understand the idea behind “holidays home-work”..either u give us holidays or u give us homework. I was talking to this young girl of 5th std when she said “ hey di..would u help me out in making the model of “GLOBE” “…
Me: yes,ofcourse,I would love to …
5:30 pm :I need my daily dose of caffeine ..someone has rightly said it to be a ‘stimulant’
7:00 pm : (door bell)..brother came..
Me :.how come u so early??
Him:any problem??
Me :not rilly..
(he brought me a chocolate..it was all melted by the time..)
Me..bhaiya..u got me a crap..u know??
Him : “I know” [LOL???]
7:30 pm :Badminton time..O,I am the champ..no one dares to challenge me..in case u dint know..;)
8:30 pm : Dinner
9:30 pm..(terrace)..wtf!!its chilly n windy..like the regular-winter-evening.wrapped myslf with something when this Physics researcher called me up..(talk)..hey,u have ur b’day on 24th??? Him: YES..(big grin) yea..i cud almost see that..gotta go..bye.gn
10:30 pm : location:my den
planin to finish few more chapters of the book "three mistak...."
overall a below average day!!..i dnt know how bad i wrote..but i atleast did.
Good night!!!
8:30am : I was in 20th min of my run when I located Sonu 15 metres away. O crap!!
Now, Sonu needs mention..he’s the guy I taught Maths in 8th std..
[Flashback:::: I would have never taken him,if his mother[my AUNT] had not requested me.I taught that CACTUS, algebra,linear equations,geometry etc.. n i rem one day how we ACTUALLY fought..it all started as a joke n we end up kicking each other when my mom came to his rescue..i could have finished that bastard right then..but modesty..huh!!]
I hate him since then..but now he seems to be okay..i too have mellowed down on him…I think tis being human.i noticed his kinda muscular,adolescent body, thin line of moustache n beard.,voice pitched li’l higher this time than 4 yrs back..boys rilly get matured soon. He’s in 12th now..
Uff..what a bad start to day..anyways..i put my head phones back to complete my remaning journey of 10 minutes..
11:45 : breakfast-cum-lunch..was watching a show on NDTV wen phone beeped again..Aseem n I talked for atleast 80 min..yea..about IPL,how he wish to slap Srisanth (lol),that crazy fellow Bhajji,future plans I mean carrier..etc etc..when the battery of his phone died..
5:00 pm : dnt understand the idea behind “holidays home-work”..either u give us holidays or u give us homework. I was talking to this young girl of 5th std when she said “ hey di..would u help me out in making the model of “GLOBE” “…
Me: yes,ofcourse,I would love to …
5:30 pm :I need my daily dose of caffeine ..someone has rightly said it to be a ‘stimulant’
7:00 pm : (door bell)..brother came..
Me :.how come u so early??
Him:any problem??
Me :not rilly..
(he brought me a chocolate..it was all melted by the time..)
Me..bhaiya..u got me a crap..u know??
Him : “I know” [LOL???]
7:30 pm :Badminton time..O,I am the champ..no one dares to challenge me..in case u dint know..;)
8:30 pm : Dinner
9:30 pm..(terrace)..wtf!!its chilly n windy..like the regular-winter-evening.wrapped myslf with something when this Physics researcher called me up..(talk)..hey,u have ur b’day on 24th??? Him: YES..(big grin) yea..i cud almost see that..gotta go..bye.gn
10:30 pm : location:my den
planin to finish few more chapters of the book "three mistak...."
overall a below average day!!..i dnt know how bad i wrote..but i atleast did.
Good night!!!
Friday, March 28, 2008
muaaaahh!!
27th march..yep.was my birth date..
it was 26th then at 11:30 pm wen i recieved my firsst b'day call..yea..a bit early ;)..
the clock struck 12:00 n i was onnn..thanks,thank u so much,oh lovely, hey so u remembered..oh from that far,bla bla bla..but it was special..
slept at 3:00 in mornin..n can u guess that i had this practical xam :( from 9:00 to 2:00 it was all wrk no play scene..(but u then it was better,atleast it dint go in vain just loitering around in some pizza hut or McD's for the whole day..)allright,followed by a treat to my frens and thenn..a big bash at home..the day was so WONDERFULL..but it ended very nicely with a sweet goodnight wish..hmm..;);) keep thinkin..
so HAPPY BIRTHDAY geetu :p
it was 26th then at 11:30 pm wen i recieved my firsst b'day call..yea..a bit early ;)..
the clock struck 12:00 n i was onnn..thanks,thank u so much,oh lovely, hey so u remembered..oh from that far,bla bla bla..but it was special..
slept at 3:00 in mornin..n can u guess that i had this practical xam :( from 9:00 to 2:00 it was all wrk no play scene..(but u then it was better,atleast it dint go in vain just loitering around in some pizza hut or McD's for the whole day..)allright,followed by a treat to my frens and thenn..a big bash at home..the day was so WONDERFULL..but it ended very nicely with a sweet goodnight wish..hmm..;);) keep thinkin..
so HAPPY BIRTHDAY geetu :p
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Beginner's beginning..
my firrst blog :)
too many things to tell,probably m not as good in expressing as my frens ;)..thats what arrested me from writin. neways..i ll try defintly.. typical Arian of me!!
know,after spending 5 days a week in those labs all my juices get squeezed up fr THE saturday which i think has become most gifted,most awaited day of my life. i think one can take its chromatographic sample to view what all i did last week..huh!!
but then how n with what velocity it says tata to me..man..god knows!!
ws supposed to present a seminar on teh last frriday..wen all hell broke..n it just cudn't happen..alas! but okay..sir financed tea for everybody..tht ws simply too cool ..yea.
gearin up totally fr tuesday..what special??? aNother presentation,what else..but i simply enjoy!! especially the range of questions m fired after all the stuff!!
all the best Geetanjali!! :)
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Doda that saw the land of opportunities - US circa Feb 2023 After checking off all the major boxes in life, you may think you've got it ... -
wednesday, 3:30pm(oops, i just forgot to post) :P *************************************************** Today is a day after Diwali and it’s a... -
Enough is enough! May be I am exaggerating using this word ‘enough’. But it really gets on my nerves now. Enough of testing my patience. Eno...