RHYTHMN DIVINE

Realisation...

2012-01-19T18:01:00.004+05:30

Okay, so looking from the other perspective of life, it appears to me as if we all are just living. Whatever we are doing, are doing to just live. I wonder why is so? What’s the need to live on the first place? May be I m sounding depressive but I m not depressed. It’s just that I am thinking about it. Even the great Buddha was perplexed about the meaning behind this earthly life so why not one Buddha may be Buddhu here can ask such question?

What is to live? Why do you live? Who you are? Why are you here? Did you leave any unfinished business before and therefore you are here? If yes, what is it? If no, why don’t you know? Why do you daily get up? Why do you go to bed? Why do you laugh and why do you cry? Do you know yourself?

I know most of you would answer; that would involve meanings like, love, relations, aim, career, ambitions, attachment etc. But it’s all made up. They aren’t natural. Natural are you. Truth is you. Good is you and Bad is you. I am not being selfish here but isn’t it true? Its all about you. We all are trying to live as long as we can, while avoiding as much pain as possible, and experiencing as much pleasure as possible.

To experience life is to be alive. I am sure we all agree that there is certainly no life when or where, it is not experienced. To be, but, in the state of experiencing life is to be conscious. What is consciousness? According to a definition, Consciousness occurs when a spiritual being that is capable of awareness, is aware of something. When something exists, but the spiritual being in not aware of it, then it is not a part of the spiritual beings consciousness. It also says that consciousness grows with awareness, and therefore the greater consciousness is, the greater the experience of life, but for awareness to grow it must be focused to achieve clarity. Only when a spiritual being is fully conscious is it capable of experiencing life to the full.

So, are we experienced? Are we conscious? How many of us really care? We have more “important” things to do than this…

In his first sermon after attaining enlightenment, the Buddha taught the "Four Noble Truths," which form the foundation of belief for all branches of Buddhism:

All of life is marked by suffering.
Suffering is caused by desire and attachment.
Suffering can be stopped.
The way to end suffering is to follow the Noble Eightfold Path.

Buddha says,

““You can search throughout the entire universe for someone who is more deserving of your love and affection than you are yourself, and that person is not to be found anywhere. You, yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.””

Without Sun

2011-11-30T14:24:00.005+05:30

Its been 4 days there was sun in the sky...I have obviously liked it because coming from delhi, this kind of weather is very less to see. But today suddenly this looks so gloomy to me...The day started late and everything was fine but why I m not happy. This is so not me!

I dont know if I am doing it in the right way.. Infact I don't know whats the right way..But I know I am doing something without any clue of its consequences...Its too early, way too early....I am unable to realise anything...Dont want to make it a farce...just want to keep it simple...But I know it's not gonna be one smooth walk...I m on a cliff it seems....Just one thought for the moment, wanna go to an unknown place amongst unknowns...

My Love

2011-11-13T14:59:00.003+05:30

O' my dear love
Why people are jealous of you'
U just sweeps us o'er,
and takes the breath away....

You will be always the one to rule..
B'coz all other's are bloody fool (:P)
I pity all those who hate you
Just a mouth of advice, " Get a life, Silly you!'

I love you I love you and I love you..
I love you Shahrukh Khan :) :) :)

Jalebiiii .....!!

2011-09-15T00:25:00.003+05:30

I was on my way to take my watch back from the Titan showroom in the evening which stopped running one day and the shopkeeper said he need to change the machine and lot of other things needs to be done in that. Seems there was a major technical fault! Before going to the shop, I thought the maximum it require would be a new cell but I was wrong.

Anyways, so on my way back I saw this chaat corner shop where there was a huge crowd as always. I remember once my friend had told me that it’s a good one and worth a try. I dint want to experiment new things so I stuck with samosa and Jalebi. I ordered him to pack it so that I would enjoy it peacefully in my room. There were two hot samosa's and only 500 gm of jalebi's. I remember how I was running impatient for my order. It was an open jalebi corner in that shop, what held my breath was a large cast-iron wok filled with steaming oil to the brim and the sweet maker or 'halwai' deftly swirling and twirling patterns with the 'jalebi' batter into the hot oil and finally dipping it into the sweet-sugary liquid. The view was mouth waterinnnnngggggg....!!!!!

I couldn't resist opening the pack till my room therefore I just opened it midway. As I held the jalebi in my hand I dint know I was on my way to heaven.. Imagine: sweet and crunchy ring of sunshiny jalebi in your hand-what more can you ask from life!!!! I gently put the hot crisp and sweet-liquid filled jalebi in my mouth and my eyes were automatically closed and I opened them only when I realized I m to cross a road when this car was honking at me...I just found my way and started walking down but my pace got slowed because I wanted to give all my attention to that piece of only luxury at that point of time with me.

I enjoyed it after a long time and I distributed the rest to my friends back at hostel and they were so happy too.

The piping-hot,sinfully-sweet,crispy,flavor-full and mouth-watering Jalebi is enough to make me addicted than any other drug :P

Researching life

2011-09-06T00:30:00.005+05:30

I have this stupid "Writing and Communication workshop" tommorow and I am supposed to give a powerpoint presentation in an area quite, nah..absolutely new to me and its half past midnight and in the midst of preparing the slides what I can be caught doing is reading old friends blogs and having a strong urge to write one. So here I go...

This is the age when we (all those of my age) have almost finished our studies and have started our new venture of life. Few like me can still ,I would say Enjoy the student life,by being the Research Scholars riding the same old bycycle,sipping the same chai in a tea-stall and enjoying the simplicity of the complicated life.

I was reading a friends post how he was describing his never-ending love for his dear friends and family and some realities of life. Really,its the time when we are cherishing friendship,cherishing life, the moments spent with our near and dear friends. Life has taken us to completely far-off geographical regions in the company of linguistically and culturally different people, some in abroad and some in different states of their own country. Indeed its those memories, which are keeping us alive,its those people who are making you smile and its those people you are so sure to feel good to talk to. Those are your friends and family.There is one more category of people which we dont talk to because somehow our communication was stopped but we still think about them in our minds only to feel good and at the same time bad about it for now you dont know whether that person is still the same or not?

We think a lot sometimes...There's no machine so far developed by which you can know what goes in other person's mind. Why do we hesitate so much? Why do we think so much? Why dont we say truth sometimes? Why dont we express our thoughts sometimes? Because of which we suffer sometimes..

If you ever need a friend,I will be there.
These were the last words..Are you still my friend?
Can I ever know its answer?

Still..Life goes on :)

So this is how you enjoy?

2011-08-14T00:10:00.003+05:30

The title of my post is a very innocent question asked to a newly formed friend of mine.
Pat comes her reply," Yea, Isnt that cool?"

Now I just smiled to it and we changed the topic. I m talking about the social habits in us like "Drinkin and Smokin". Pics of people hanging out with a glass of alcohol and a ciagrette in other hand is so common. Being "social" as they say comes only if they have to do all this? I just wonder if thats really exciting..I find excitement even in a simple tea which is served on a roadside chai ki shop..

I met this guy in train on my way to Bangalore, he works in Infosys, I saw him going out of our chamber every one hour.Every time it took him around 10 minutes to return back and he was always carrying this smell of smoke with him. He tried his best to not let anyone having a hint about his habit by chewing mint or chewing gum but I was smart enough to trace :P and couldn't resist myself and asked him why he smokes this much? ( I know I shouldn't be asking that but coudn't help).

Initially, he was surprised as to how I came to know about it as we hardly talked in the whole journey but afterwards he shared me the reason how he survives working so hard all day in front of the screen and then their only stressbuster is used to be a pack of ciagrettes.

I really felt pity on him and smiled (again) secretly...

I dont really find it offensive to drink or smoke.. but, sometimes its something you can't help but do and otherwise its the only thing you can do.

The choice is yours~

Can engagement pull away friends?

2011-07-25T19:28:00.020+05:30

We make a group of four and like any adolescent and fresh college goer excitingly named our group name as MAGN. The first letter of the names gave this group such a name where G for sure was me . It's been seven and half years now that we know each other and we know everything. I remember how we used to be in college and how we all have in Darwin's term-Evoluted for better..mmm..

Amongst us, Amita and Neetika were nerdy kinds, always in books or in the library, Mona and I were li'l chilled out ones but because of them we too started visiting the library sometimes and eventually developed interest for those costly foreign author books. The ultimate destination nevertheless used to be the canteen where we couldn't stop ourselves sipping tea and enjoy samosa's, momos or bhelpuri. Chatting and laughing, Nicknames to last bench games, Cultural rehearsals to love proposals, professors mimicry to girls fight, Project views to exam screws...we did it all till dawn. Indeed they are my Best friends for life. We have supported each other during some pretty tough times and handled lots of disagreements. After classes/practicals that used to last till 4 or 5 every evening,all girls used to rush to their homes but we used to keep sitting in the college either in the canteen or in the lawns else in the rock gardens chatting endlessly. Obviously we all were singles and 50 % were ready to mingle. Never did it occur to me that it would be Amy first. I always had in my mind that Amy and Neetz would go for arrange marriage given that the personalities they were. I remember how simple we were except for mona who always were a babe and had the best dressing sense and so canny amongst four of us. :) I was a complete tomboy..infact a boy. My mom always treated me like a chota-bacha and therefore my hair was always cut short into a typical boy-cut style. I enjoyed it too since I was away from all the nitty-gritties that gals used to have and had a single free and creative soul plus no one dared to say anything to menot even Harpal Singh!!!

Harpal Singh : He was my classmate from class IV to VIII and this incident happended to me in VII class if my gray cells work properly. I was monitor of the class and there was some inspection in school. Classes were suspended and I had to mind the class so as to have pin-drop silence in order to earn some praise from the class-teacher. I was trying to be at my best but certainly Harpal was not! He was boisterous that day and wasn't ready to be in control. Whenever I passed away from his desk, he started talking with his bench mate. Whole class was silent of my fear but he was the odd one out. I asked him to stay quiet but he ignored. I wrote his name on the black-board and asked him to go out of the class. I dont remember exactly what happened but we indulged into haatha-payi. After some verbal scores he held me with my collar that left me stood aghast. I had to come back stronger as now it was about my pride and position in front of class. I dont know what came into my mind but I held his turban and unfolded it. To which he started crying and became harmless. I know that was cruel of me but I had to go for self defense. He never said anything to me ever may be he got scared!

After graduation, all four of us got separated professionally and got busy with our lives. Still we were bonded from heart and always tried to meet on weekends or other. I knew if anyone was ever going to marry first it wouldn't be me. and its trueee!!! Amy just got engaged last month and Heavens, I cant believe it still!!! The feeling is not sinking but it will :) I can see how life's changing..priorities,preferences,likes,dislikes...

It's a great feeling to see your buddy getting married to the person she loves..yeah it's a love-marriage!!!! Who wouldn't be happy after being the part of entire process of ups and downs and finally coming out with flying colours to finally approve the relation with parents. All's well that ends well.

I googled arrange marriage and here comes the result in wikipedia," Factors considered in arranged marriage match-making in India" Following are some bullet points:

Caste

Reputation

Vocation

Wealth

Religion

Horoscope

Diet

Height

Language

Miscellenous

But "Love" was not in the list anywhere.. Does it not matter to parents at all? What is it then?

Anyways,things are going smoothly and she's all busy in shopping for wedding. Now, all that she talks is either about her fiance or about them. Oftenly, our plans of going out gets cancelled at the eleventh hour because suddenly Mr. Right takes the lead and we are left to just -Understand. Her shopping list got longer and her companion got changed. Now its no girls thing but a boy is rocking the charts. Hmm.. I may be sounding like a jealous or a selfish woman but I am getting used to of such habit as few other female friends of mine getting into the same practice.

Whats my problem? In no way I m a perfect person but what I feel is one has to try to be little considerate and should have/give her/his own space. All of us have got just 24 hours a day. But

Its a matter of prioritizing our life to the things that are really important.

Isn't she doing the same? She is acting correctly on her priority list and being a true friend I should be in all peace to that.

It leaves me wondering: Does life takes a head spinlike this? It's amazing to see how one suddenly change their preferences and move towards the only soul left..Am I being too sarcastic? I m just wondering if I m overthinking things.

After all the thinking process I came to a conclusion: Friends must realise that their relationship with their engaged /married friend has to change too. Their engaged friend is going through a lot of changes and should spend the good part of their time with their partners and be given the time to bond together in pre and post marriage scenario,even if it is a love marriage. Every wife wishes to feel special and wants her husband's attention and not feel ignored in front of his friends and similarly each husband wants his wife to shower him with the attention that only a wife can and make him feel all important and the most important part of her life rather than just going out with her friends..

So I guess, If I happen to have this much of understanding I must be called a good friend :D and yeah,

~ Congratulations
Much excited for the Wedding!!

P.S : As I complete writing this post I get the invitation for a night stay at her home.I knew it!! Yay!!

Not Today-but tomorrow

2011-06-26T23:40:00.002+05:30

It was 11 pm and usual after the dinner scene when my mom was upto keeping things back into place and stuff. I was watching t.v apparently with my brother actually none of us were watching it seriously as he was busy texting and I was ear-plugged to my favourite tracks and I appeared a moron that time to my mother. I guess it was the show Aap ki Adalat on India TV where Digvijay Singh was the guest of honour and was replying to Rajat Sharma's questions in the talk show. I hardly paid much heed as I was in some other world.

I was tapping feets and enjoying the music and suddenly had the urge to go outside and walk on the streets or may be go for a long long drive only to stop at the road side tea stalls for my favourite drink chai or coffee probably and enjoy the rain that is blessing us these days all over the country or dance continuoulsy for quite some time or worse... singing loud enough to let everyone know about it...I think these are the after-effects of having been lived in kharagpur that you become energised only in late-hours. Its 12 and I feel now the time starts but everyone around me is off to bed..uhmm..!

I just saw my mom irritated on some thing, must be a very simple common thing and sharing it with papa, bhai busy with the texting..I notice him using phone more than required frequency now-a-days, guess he's a girlfriend..Well talking on same line, I would like to show my disgust for those who go mobile-crazy and always busy with phone when they have people (as in girl friend/boy-friend whatever the case may be) in their life..Anyways...

I m still enjoying my music unaffected of things at home. Back at kgp I went dull during my last few months there but now again I m full of lists..I wanna learn dance..I wanna go for long long drives..I wanna explore places..I wanna ride a bike or at least sit on a bike :P..wanna work really well and earn good amount..hmm...!

I have my own set of things to do..a different sphere of understanding and not many would understand though..including guys at my home. They think I am from Venus, I guess I am....

I wanna stay myself! Just myself.

~Full of Life~

Nothing is better than something

2011-04-05T23:39:00.004+05:30

The difference that comes.. makes things take for granted..
The things that were, the time that was...for all transformed into a memory of past..
Still it exist..atleast somewhere definitly..
Hope it emerges one day...

Shan-e-Ghalib

2011-02-03T23:28:00.002+05:30

Aa gayii yaad sham dhalte hii
bujh gayaa dil chiraagh jalte hii

khul gaye shahr-e-Gham ke darvaaze
ek zaraa sii havaa ke chalte hii...

kaun thaa tuu ke phir na dekhaa tujhe
mit gayaa Khvaab aankh malte hii

tuu bhii jaise badal saa jaataa hai
aks-e-diivaar ke badalte hii

Idiot

2010-12-29T08:55:00.001+05:30

Yes,I am one big idiot. Messing up with everything. Professional and personal,both the lives. Seems its the height,till when I will be sheltering behind saying I m not mature.

Ki holo? Kemon achis? B-E-N-G-A-L!

2010-11-07T20:27:00.011+05:30

My stay is going to get over very soon here and I would sum it up in one line as "Unusual but refreshing". I travelled to many states in India because of the transferable job of my father, I have experienced the aura of many places but this time it was different and worth explaining. As correctly pointed by Poulomi my friend from Delhi and in Bengal too in the last post, there are really some exclusive and intriguing facts about this place,on the other hand some things are li'l depressing.

Here, I would like to list some common practices prevalent in my hostel-workplace-kharagpur-West Bengal-Bengal!

1. People are Lazy!
2. Marketing skills are poor, they dont like to work hard (Hard? big word!!)
3. Bargaining is a strictly prohibited act!
4. Vegetarian, please turn Non-veg else Die!!
5. Eating habits are pathetic!
6. Working hours are very short.
7. Gain weight upto 5kgs in 5 days.
8. Bengali is the international language.

Lazy people- Now why I say this,well, it seems people here do not like to work, they rather like spending their time talking or eating rasogullas or just doing nothing. For instance, I once went to a bank for some work, the person in-charge was moving his pen so slowly that even ants could crawl faster..They walk slowly,They eat slowly,They work slowly...

Bargaining-an unpunishable offence: I remember my initial days at kgp, when I went to tech market to buy some thing, Out of my usual habit of bargaining that my friends and I used to indulge in back at our places or u can say at other parts of India, bargaining here doesn't exist. To my surprise,I got such a cold response that I stopped doing this practice [which was so enjoyable :( ) When I left the shop to move steps further in hope that the shopkeeper would call me again as it used to be at other places,the shopkeeper dada never called me up :P

'Dada' : Dada is a common term used to call an elder brother here,initially it seemed quite weird to call a young person say a rickshawallah as dada, because people like me understand that dada only meant grand father to us. Once, I called a young man (a rickshawalla) as dada back in Delhi and he turned back at me making an ugly face and said "didi,aapko hum dada lagte hain?"

Veg/Non Veg 1:100 : Yeah, this is the terrible ratio of vegetarians out here so by default at all the places, the vegetarians are least taken care of. Drumstick-sounds like a weapon of mass destruction is a kind of green vegetable that was served in my hostel every other day only to feel pathetic about it.

Table sense : Not at all,I have seen people eating using both of their hands. I think I can better enact but seriously the view is terrible. In a way, it also gives you a good laugh :P

Wanna Gain weight?? Come here : Blame it to the irresistable mouth watering rasgullas(Rashogullas-as they call it!) that you will get in almost all the meals even in the breakfast. Believe me, its irresistible so much so that when you realise u have gained series of tires in your waist seems its too late to be doing something. The usual scene of a sweet shop is line of men taking home bags full of rasogullas every day. Do in our homes we take sweets in such quantity and frequency? I do not remember my papa ever rought sweets just for the desert purpose. The sweets in our home are there in few cases, when some guests bring it or we bring for the guests.

Bong-The International lingo : wtf! you really gonna have tough time if you are a non-bong. I mean, they wont pay heed u getting anything at all or aint. The height sometimes is that even if you are replying in eng/hindi, they continue in Bengali!!! And you go confused whats going on.

Although I have cited some curt truths that may not look nice, but I must appreciate following:

Eve-teasing : eve-teasing cases in Bengal are less. Seems men here are more cultured and well mannered than other places specially of metropolitans. I experience a drastic change of men's attitude towards women when I used to shift from kgp-to-home or home-to-kgp.

Culturally rich: Historically Bengal has a very rich cultural heritage. Bengal is, indeed, noted for its rich culture in songs, music, drama, dances and language. We all know Rabindra Nath Tagore was the first person from India to bag a Nobel Prize in Litreature for "Geetanjali" ( :) )
Bengal has a rich tradition of classical music of the subcontinent. Indeed, Bengal has produced many musicians and maestros of international repute like Ustad Alauddin Khan, Ustad Ali Akbar Khan and Pandit Ravi Shankar who have successfully made sitar and sarode popular all over the world.

Life expectancy is around 63 years, and are almost same for the men and women.
West Bengal leads with 69.22% literacy rate.
Kolkatta Metro was the first underground railway to be built in India, with the first operations commencing in October, 1984.

P.S though it seems I have depicted a bad picture of this state, but I really dont want to offend anybody and if I hurt anybody's feelings I apologise for it.

I know the bong friends of mine would boil up after reading this, but this is purely my personal opinion and blog ;)

My two years @ Bengal

2010-08-27T15:58:00.002+05:30

I daily experience many things about this place, about its people, their behaviour,their style, their manners,their lifestyle and what not...I have ample experience to share..most of them if not all are bitter. These days I think I have become li'l frust as the lingo here goes and li'l busy too.. So I am leaving now to promise that soon I will be coming with my new post wherein I will be sharing some facts,secrets and gossip about The Great Bengal..

Till then..take great care of yourself :)
Peace

FIFA, rain & bla bla

2010-07-08T15:45:00.014+05:30

Hai peene ka mausam

Current mood : Contemplative

The latest song "Pee loo" from the movie "Once upon a time in Mumbai" is a beautiful song.Its been romantically picturised so much so that even Emran Hashmi looked a better man. This I realised while sitting cosily in front of the t.v during my short stay at home in Delhi. Adding to my mood, Rain God is on the DUTY. Its raining gracefully. Earlier I used to be one big nuisance who used to curse and scamper for cover when it used to rain but,Now it feels great to go for a walk or look with awe and admiration as droplets of rain hits the face. .Wow..I can spend my whole day just sitting near the window seeing those fresh droplets meeting their end on my hands and leaving a nice simper on my face.. Coming back to the song,the lyrics somehow confuse me..How can one do "Pee loo during peene ka mausam" . Idont understand, Can anyone Throw light?

Honestly telling the lyrics say something else if u concentrate.I mean, "Pee" "Loo".. ? :P

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Does that happen to you?

The next thing that I m goin to share is something very unfortunate and is silly. Let me do..

See I dont intend to do this but it happens somehow and trust me ther's no fault of mine. Let me explain, it happens at times that if suppose, I m at home; and watching television alone(in the room)..believe me; it could be any music channels or bollywood movies or even english movie channels,everything comes clean. But as soon as somebody enters especially mom, dad OR di..immediately out of nowhere explicit scenes starts playing. They make me feel embarrased and angry that how when I was alone nothing of such sort was there and all hell broke now. why? [ Hey Dont think that I wait for them when I m alone :P (there are many options and not just home's T.v for if somebody really wants to see those) Phew!!! ] I just keep thinking what mom thinks when she turns her face after having a glimpse :P

God ji!! Help..!

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Germany vs Spain

Last night was some fun. :)

Honestly telling I never saw Spain playing footer before though I have heard it won many matches recently like the Euro cup and etc. And beause Germany is my favourite so I was vouching for it. But dude..got a surprise Spain..O my Gawdd!! The minute they started the game took almost 85% possesion of the ball and played smartly and effortlessly. Short passes,header's,Villa,Iniesta,Xavi,Xabi made German fans chew their nails!! What a team!!

Germany was just a decent defender in the match.The latest global celebrity Mr. Paul's,the Octopus; predictions are also proving to be true. I dont believe but now even Germans are forced to believe who are generally not an ordinary superstitions.

Now I m all for the sunday match between Dutch & Spainards. Hoping this time the Oracle Octopus is wrong.

Yo FIFA..!

Rainy days...

2010-05-06T19:02:00.001+05:30

There are some songs that reminds you of something. They may not seem that special to others as they do to you. Here, I will mention one such song that whenever I start to listen fills me with strings of pleasant feelings related to my initial days at kharagpur. kgp becomes a Queen in rainy days. You feel blessed to be present in this placeduring such time. Especially for those who loves rain and nature its a perfect place!

I remember me walking on roads while it was raining. The sight of green wet trees ,branches of which swaying away in wind is what that takes your heart! The feeling is unusual, I can not actually describe what it is of. But i felt great. I felt independent. Now, its the same time in the year, the first rain has already poured down.The weather is pleasant like heaven and I continue to listen the same song...

Rascal Flatts: What hurts the most

owl-virus-sweet bengal-me!!

2010-02-26T02:34:00.012+05:30

Now whats this yaar? Its 3 in the night n i m one such owl...m supposed to be doin something which i m certainly not doin rite now..this night was in my wait list. Yup, my mid-sems got over today..after such a hectic week, where I happened to give 2 exams in a day, an afternoon exam n morning exam the next day..I took a breath of relief today.
So what to do? After the exam we headed straight to the Tech market, well ther’s nothing technical about this market still its called so... may be because its a market in IIT . Rofl! n the term must have been coined by a Sweetner (Bengali...No offence please!)

There are many things out here which if I start explaining can make us fall off the chairs laughing. After the lunch i hit the bed to catch up a comfortable nap which lasted till 5:30 when Deepti woke me up. Now, we had planned this visit to watch the Classical dance drama production called UTTARAYAN to be hosted in Netaji audi at 6pm sharp, something.. planned 2 weeks before..so we ( deepti,suman n myself) scurried to the said place.

Well we forgot about the IST.. i mean Indian Standard Time..so instead of 6 the show started at 7:30. Meanwhile we went to hijli n had “Jhalmuri”... one of the most popular and iconic snack foods from Bengal made from [puffed rice n had fun. The show started n we enjoyed to the core. It was very good to see performing very young intelligent people work of such level. Missed our dinners, back to hostel had maggi in the canteen, tried to watch T.V but Mosquitoes gave us no respite n kicked me back to my room. O yeah,.. Deepti n I had planned to watch a horror movie together, but later on dropped the idea riskin our lives :P n better watch tomoro in a big group because some of them still havin that 1 last exam :D

So I m here again in my room. I was expecting somewhat more fun. But why its only during the exams that we get all the nicest ideas in the world to do excitin things which we certainly become tied in chains to do at that point of time n postpone it for post-exam timings. But see here, thar time has come, but I aint havin fun. Leave fun, atleast I can have a good sleep. Alas, neither ...

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Dunno what is the connection between me n virus..when I was back home Delhi , every other day my bro used to scold me for spoiling the system with viruses ( I still believe I was never at fault :( )and here again the same story, n this time its my cell phone. I never knew even cell phone can catch bugs. But now I have all the reasons to believe. The condition of my phone is such that my all Inbox messeages are deleted, my ph. Gallery is empty, it doesn’t show sent messeges either. Its screwd up! Who to go help for? :(

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THE GREAT BENGAL n me !

When I was in Delhi i used to weigh a good 51 kgs :)
But ever since I have arrived here in kgp, the graph is catching up exponentially :( how to type(it hurts :( ) but I used to weigh 51 kgs..but the story is different now. I am a fat ass of 58 kgs n after 2 days gap I m being shown 60 kgs in a (faulty x-( acc. to me) weighing machine. I don’t believe! I don’t believe! These are erroneous results. But when i recapitulate.. being served sweets in every damn meal over here, even in snacks..(how can u eat samosas with rasogullas? Ewww.... or again rasogullas in dinner) I re-think n nw planning ..better to start running from tomorrow.

Not only sweets, overall the food is so oily sometimes that once when I was served Beguni( Brinjal ke pakore :P )i thought I can squeeze oil n prepare an omelette from the same!

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P.S: pata nahi what all crap i wrote without giving a second thought about editing. Read kar lena :P

Rathore: Protector turned Predator

2009-12-24T19:44:00.005+05:30

19 years have passed by. And here comes the Justice- six-month jail sentence awarded to former-DGP S.P.S for molesting a then 14 year girl Ruchika who later commited suicide. It’s like a daily affair now. Lots of Jessica’s and Ruchika’s are losing their lives and we Just wait for our Beloved Court to come up with a punishment .

I was taken aback when I saw in the news how the prime convict in Ruchika’s molestation case walked out with a shameless-smile on his face after hearing his punishment from the court. He easily made a mockery of our judicial system. Ruchika was 14 years when she was molested and when she protested, she was caught in a dirty political game where big names were involved including ex-CM of Haryana. Three years later, expelled from school, her brother was regularly tortured and was framed in more than 11 false cases. In short, her life was made hell by Mr. Rathore who was holding a big rank at that time which he had got for definitely not doing what he was doing. Overwhelmed by what her family was going through, she committed suicide… In spite of all that, he grew from height to height and retired as a respectable police officer...

What a shame Mr. Rathore!!

But the sad part is that he had no sign of remorse on his bloody face when he heard about his conviction. Instead he was smiling. I felt like slapping him. I just want to ask him how he would have felt had the same thing happened with his daughter or daughter-in-law if he has any? Would he still be smiling?

You know, actually we are expecting for no reasons. We know he’s the culprit, We know he has cost the life of a budding tennis player, leave all that, he, who has seen all the wealthy (and sexual) pleasures of life had scourged the life of a 14 year child who had seen nothing in her life. But the Indian Law thinks molesting somebody is not a crime of that level which we are expecting. Nobody knows, had Ruchika not complained about him, he could have even raped her. Given the lust he was having, too weak to control himself, that old dumbshit Rathore could have done anything.

Actually,the law gives so much respect to old age, that even the molestation of a kid forcing her into suicide becomes a little scar that would heal in time and therefore Rathore was reported saying, “It's a very old issue. Forget about it now”.

I m feeling so bad. Its like loosing your trust on everything. How long will we continue believing “ Bhagwan ke ghar der hain magar andher nahi”
A 'der’ of 19 years is too much.

C’mon we can hear some stricter punishment…

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How I missed my train...

2009-12-13T02:42:00.002+05:30

It's been over four months since my last detailed post. Life as I knew it has changed dramatically. I do get computer time, in fact all the time in here I haven't been blogging at all. I'm still not writing it off or anything, in fact, there have been many things I've thought about posting about. It just never seems to materialize.
I had booked my seat in Puri New Delhi Express for 10th Dec in the month of November only. Going home after so many days and after successfully completing the first semester was a reason to be excited. Our exams got over on 26th November Everybody was going home daily.. Well, I could have left on 27th Nov only but I decided to go on 10th Dec because of friends (:P), Grades that were scheduled to out on 5th Dec and project allotment thereafter.

The day came eventually, that evening of 10th I can not just forget. I was happy and excited, to the degree that when my friend told the train is late for 11 hours I dint listen to him. Though I wasn’t wrong on my part because in one of the website which I tried to look for train timings it was showing me it to be late by 1.5 hours and frankly telling I never knew trains can get late by 11 hours. :O
So, I bid adieu to everyone and left for railway station. I remember, when I was half way through I was praying to God that the news about train delay must turn out as false because I had to answer my friend... but when I enquired at the counter, it was indeed late for good damn 12 hours. Holy shit! Now that meant, I had to then board the train at 6 in the morning. Came back to hostel with a low face. Next morning, was finally the day to go home. So I put my phone alarm to 3:20 am so as to get ready by 4 to leave for railway station.

But ..."The alarm didn't go off!" Damnnn...what to do now? I yelled as I flung the covers off and flew out of bed. It was 10 minutes to 6 in the morning and I had to be at the station by 6. Frantically brushing teeths grabbed the luggage and ran out of the door to the main gate. Immediately Called up friend and both of us just ran to railway station. I remember, how in rickshaw I was praying to my God....Reached station, platform no.6..... when asked a tea stall owner, bloody crackpot told the train has yet not arrived... took a deep relief and I turned bubbly , but when on the second time, asked another tea stall man, he told my train had JUST left kharagpur.. I must have looked so funny fumbling around trying to catch the already-left train. I literally broke into tears..the moment was awful, dint wanted to go back to the campus again 2nd time or for that matter at all, since I was all so ready to go home. Cried a lot...and was angry at myself for not telling anyone to wake me up at that time.

As they say, everything happens for something good. Let’s take the good thing out of this episode and be careful the next time :)

But why it happened , I will reach home AFTER 3 days now :( :( :(

Rintu-mania

2009-11-25T10:35:00.002+05:30

Cant stop smiling, with the mere thought of the time; of me exiting giving my last paper from the examination hall,fills me with immense happiness..its 10:30 am and have an exam at 2 o’clock :( ........... No point in telling how i m feeling....its RB’s paper...

my roomie and I often make plans of what all we’ll be doing after exams..

but exams hain ki khatam hi ni hote.. :P

2009-07-29T17:51:00.005+05:30

After I had my breakfast, I took my bicycle to reach to my dept.Today, I dint hit anybody like I was doing for two consecutive days. On my way, when I reached the main gate of my hostel, I saw a girl accompanied by her father n mother;I guess she was a new entrant so her parents had come to drop her. My eyes went nowhere but to have a glimpse of her mom.She was wearing a red colored cotton saree… she looked like a typical Indian mother. Immediately, one face that came in front of my eyes was of my mom.

I don’t know what has happened to me…but ever since I have arrived here at IIT kgp, every woman in saree or for that matter ANY woman reminds me of my mom.There is one time in day when I really go sad n feel incomplete. I miss my mom the most... I m just being sentimental and emotional right now while writing this post waiting for my Prof. to come with wet eyes...hope to get out of thios hangover soon...

Following excerpt i ve taken from somewhere, like to share here...

"Why are you crying, a young boy asked his Mom?

"Because I'm a woman," she told him.

"I don't understand," he said.

His Mom just hugged him and said,
"And you never will, but that's O.K.".......

Later the little boy asked his father,
"Why does Mom seem to cry for no reason?".
"All women cry for no reason," was all his Dad could say......

The little boy grew up and became a man,
still wondering why women cry.

Finally he put in a call to God and when God got back to him, he asked "God, why do women cry so easily?"

GOD answered......

"When I made woman,
I decided she had to be special.
I made her shoulders
strong enough to carry
the weight of the world, yet,
made her arms gentle enough to give comfort...

I gave her the inner strength
to endure childbirth
and the rejection
that many times will come
even from her own children.

I gave her a hardness
that allows her
to keep going and take care
of her family and friends,
even when everyone else gives up, through sickness and fatigue without
complaining....

I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all
circumstances. Even when her child has hurt her badly....

She has the very special power to make a child's boo-boo feel better and
to quell a teenager's anxieties and fears....

I gave her strength to care for her husband, despite faults
and I fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart....

I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but
sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him
unfalteringly....

For all of this hard work,
I also gave her a tear to shed.
It is hers to use
whenever needed and !
it is her only weakness....
When you see her cry,
tell her how much you love her, and all she does for everyone, and even though
she may still cry, you will have made her heart feel good.

She is special!

Wackier the better

2009-07-02T13:28:00.008+05:30

Want to take revenge on your enemy?
Without letting him guess your intensions…
Ask me how…
Just give him a friendly advice to have the same broadband connection as mine.
He will die off!
(Out of frustration; obviously)

P.S : i welcome ideas, from all people IN THE WORLD ; on how to teach them(my internet service provider) a lesson. Sooner the better!

I am serious : !

Time and again...

2009-06-13T20:45:00.011+05:30

Having some time that isn't up for grabs by responsibilities is amazing really.
The hot and sultry summers are here again!!! And every day is a Sunday...yay!! Once again it’s a vellapanti time...Wohoo!!! So… sitting idle, I once again am a Proud vella... Peacetime!

Everyone has friends so do I. Nothing great. But my friends like everyone else’s are unique and special for me.
It’s a need for all to have somebody to whom u can share any crap, any weird plans, celebrate, frustration-nikalo, disclose dark secrets…or may be irritate just like that. In friendship, according to me, what matters the most is the comfortable-ness. Life becomes simple when you have with you that person, in the same predicament, contemplating on the same choices, apprehensive about the same decisions and always lending ears to you for any of your crap to consider a topic of utmost relevance when you thought nobody will listen to it. Even if you are the strong person from outside, there’s a li’l dumb innocent kiddo within you and this kid sometimes can’t act wisely... then he/she surrenders him/herself to his friends assured of that nothing gonna happen to you as long as your friends are there.
Actually, the thing is I m feeling li’l nostalgic and as we(my group) says most often …feeling ajeeb sa...

When I was bored or when I was bubbly, when I was sad or when I was happy, and when I was just nothing to time when I‘ll be someone, I know I’ll have my friends with me. But, why m I writing all this when there’s actually no need to pen down a thing which is understood…oh ,I m feelin ajeeb sa... I love my best friends and I m really gonna miss them :(

I believe with time, everything falls into its appropriate place. Everything becomes crystal clear.I m growing and learning with time. But the worst part of growing up is that at some point in life, you are to depart from your close ones. And you loose them. Sometimes to distance, sometimes to fate, sometimes to time itself. Its a big big world...and you have the work pressure, career etc. to think of. We all are working towards finding a place for ourselves under the sun. So, it’s assumed, no matter what but you have to be moving on. You can’t do much about it. You give up to time…

For me time is moving really fast and soon I am going to enter an orbit where the baffling thought would be just “Time value and Focus”. I m 22…oh...Really? Isn’t this supposed to be a big age? Do I really have a 22 yr old brain..Phew!!!
Whenever I was unsure of the things, I used to call and share with my best-est buddies…now the scene will be different. A new world….. new people… everything new… li’l skeptical…

But when I think about this cute friend of mine.. There is a smile on my face :) Googlu...u rock!!! In very short period of time we have become very good friends. Though we irritate each other, do legpulling, assign lots of sweet & weird names to each other …hehe..Yet,We do not follow any copyrights, Yeah? (It’s actually ‘to copy right’ :P)… it’s just understanding…which has done all the talking.
We had windows into each others' minds before we met. Of course, the real world is different, and it contains the very real possibility of turning virtual friendships into quietly shushed embarrassments of other’s experiences. But it was simple to be friends.

So placid is he that he'll pacify anyone with his wise talking, is wiser than he seems at first sight and an absolute chatter-box... Just switch ON this chap n he has the potential to talk for hours…but it’s actually great to listen to him with just one word contribution of yours n that is…hmmm…
So much that, he’ll forget he had to take food when he was busy talking...Hehe...but I like that…at least for a person like me who talk less there must be equilibrium attained. Lol!!

There’s a dearth of some good taxonomist in our country. I have a genuine suggestion that he must save our country. He knows why… :P plus, this Dumb das is so good at surprising rather shocking …that you just cant ever imagine… great storyteller.. TnJ rocks..

But on a serious note..ahem… nicest of human being I have met so far..very few have such great thoughts like him..in this cruel world where everybody is running rat race, he’s the person who’ll find time to help others..likewise, Ready to listen and to give advice about all my absurdities… No doubt, people have chosen you to be the content developer..u rock!!
A perfect person for a perfect place-The Ultimate Serene Beauty..Yooo!!!

Me cool, u Fool
Jerry the rocker, Tom the shocker

And we Rock…yay!!!
God bless :)

Needless to say I survived the initial depression this year and things are looking much shinier.

:D

2009-04-14T13:39:00.000+05:30

Whoa!!!!....overrr..Yes it is..

Completed all files..
Ready to submit.
Sounds great!!
I m relieved.

School Of Life

2009-03-29T19:54:00.004+05:30

Changes happen whether you want it or not, whether you like it...or ignore it. And when you wish it, does It happens or not?

Let me discuss the Uncertainty principle… not the Heisenberg’s uncertainty principle but life’s uncertainty principle from my angle.

What is life? Who are you? And why are you here?

Once, was asked, a simple question, “Who are you”. Appeared a simple question, but couldn’t answer.
These questions bug me sometimes.

Life is so uncertain, and all you can do is nothing.
It’s full of happiness, sorrow, excitement, regret, anger, love,hate at one or other hour.Life without uncertainty is also no life. We are constantly living with some uncertainty in our respective lives. What I have been observing is that uncertainty keeps progressing with the complexity of life.

But on second thought, It feels, the more uncertain when life becomes, the more potential it acquires.. to emerge differently.
The more uncertain are the times for you, the fuller you are living your life. isnt it? You are living your life !!

Seen the movie ‘School of life’ lately- really inspiring.

Life is moving with a great pace. At times, I pause to realize that this particular time is never going to be back in life. Like these past three months, as if was one day and spent in blink of eye, but if I sit to evaluate... it was really something.
It has been changing and it is… even today. The Life!
Everything is getting cleared slowly but steadily.
Days are passing without a halt. God has the best time-table ever made . its going on and on....the flow somehow only slowing for a weekend to some extent. Again it picks the speed and keeps flowing. But the thing is whether this is part of everybody’s life even if they accept it or not OR is it me only?
Otherwise Life is good and I am happy. And like I said before, it’s full of uncertainties… just that…

Embrace it, live it!!

Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. Security is an insipid thing, through the overtaking and possessing of a wish discovers the folly of the chase.
William Congreve

2009-01-04T18:16:00.004+05:30

Too caught up was I, couldn’t even take a note… of it creeping towards end!
Befuddled, it started fading… ‘Kept the fingers crossed’
Amidst the revelry, who’d be a fool to cut the sheen after all?
So did I…
Nothing happens unless first a dream…
They say, sometimes, better keep staggering forth.

Happy New Year!

2009-01-02T17:59:00.012+05:30

I’d set myself for writing no. of times past these days, perhaps lacked motivation to present it. Anyways...
Here’s wishing everybody a very happy new year!!! May we all achieve best in everything we do..

A heavy blanket of fog engulfed the capital, visibility levels reaching minimal early morning and evenings and disrupting several flight and train schedules. Met officials said the foggy conditions would continue in the coming days. whatever, I m enjoying my daily coffee doses, my 9-10-11 hours course of sleep.

“This winter makes me lazy
And a cup of coffee makes me crazy”

Chilly foggy winters is typically a usual Delhi winter scene. But it’s proposed as “dilli-ki-sardi” I don’t see any point in it as it’s a normal-n-a- typical-north-Indian winter.

So how do I survive in it? Well, usually I (and all DU students) happen to be blessed this season with holidays. I have liked holidays earlier, but this time..not really. May be, these passing days are hinting towards the end of my post-grad days and it looks, I m already nostalgic...

I’ll miss the classroom teaching
I’ll miss doing practicals under supervision of Profs.
I’ll miss reaching daily 8:45 for the class (which I used to hate)
I’ll miss all those places where I used to get my stuff Xeroxed

I’d also miss the famous trio “Arun-shailey-Manu” sir n they taking MSc.’s as a funny joke
I’d also miss Dr. Anjali sood, shouting at us all the time (n we giggling during the course)

Miss room no. 37 and 210
Yea, I won’t miss my anatomy pracs for sure (which gave me some weary n teary times, ufff I hate making slides!! )
I’ll also not miss making files for sure.
Places like K-Nags (kamla nagar ..:P), Arts Faculty premises, Jai Jawan juice corner, our Hindu ki famous library.. or the very secret corner on the top floor of CSL library..awesome!! (a place to chit-chat and of-course to study .. )

Still have couple of months, hope to get best out of it.

Largest and a Powerful DEMOCRACY!

2008-11-15T20:55:00.007+05:30

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!

Festival of lights :)

2008-10-29T23:09:00.007+05:30

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!

2008-10-19T19:57:00.015+05:30

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!

KHARAGPUR TRIP

2008-10-01T13:07:00.009+05:30

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. :)

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.

what an evening!

2008-09-07T18:30:00.009+05:30

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"!

2008-08-30T19:32:00.003+05:30

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!

INVINCIBLE HEPTAD!

2008-08-16T13:45:00.013+05:30

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”

.....................................................................

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) ;)

~ Oblivion ~

2008-07-26T00:04:00.007+05:30

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!!

End of Vellapanti.. Ouch!!

2008-07-15T21:15:00.006+05:30

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!

DOWN-TO-EARTH..

2008-07-02T20:11:00.002+05:30

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!!

2008-06-12T16:15:00.000+05:30

As long as it gets
As hard it can test
As good as it seems
As bad sometimes it reveals..

i'll keep striding..

As dark it may seem
As lighter it could have its regime
As difficult it might turn
As challanging it may be in return

I'll keep striding...

(FOR my goal)
n shall come out with flying colors..

CRICKET -revived!!

2008-06-04T15:15:00.000+05:30

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..

A ride in Metro..

2008-05-26T21:21:00.000+05:30

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 ;)

NO SUBJECT!!

2008-05-23T20:27:00.000+05:30

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..

MORNING (and) WALK!!

2008-05-20T23:56:00.000+05:30

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!!!

muaaaahh!!

2008-03-28T12:20:00.000+05:30

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

Beginner's beginning..

2008-02-03T19:53:00.000+05:30

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!! :)