Here is a post of leftover thoughts that don’t fit into any of the posts I spend so much time writing. Why should you read this? I don’t know. Perhaps you shouldn’t. But if you find this particular post to be pointless, please come back soon because I am gearing up for my ultimate post, the one post that defines me and gives my existence meaning. It will be intelligent and witty, of course. It will have amusing observations, very charming logic, and double-meanings, and will also be original, creative, and maybe a bit sexy too.
It will be the buzz of the blogosphere and will be quoted by other bloggers. They'll raise questions, analyze, argue, debate; and have blog crushes on me!! Excerpts will be read at my funeral.
Coming back- at the moment, we are still stuck in this post. So here are some random thoughts, which were spread all over the semester, for today:
It’s futile, complaining. The only ray of hope I have is that- this too will pass; and then, hopefully, I'll laugh at the strange situation we shared. Does it make no difference to her, how I feel? If I don't say anything, does it mean that I'm content? I really don’t want to quarrel with her or keep on accepting the state of affairs but it’s high time I started taking some proper measures. This can’t continue for long. She's really getting onto my nerves. Her mere presence pisses me off nowadays.
Whatever you do, a part of you evolves. Directly or indirectly. Whether its reading newspapers, listening to the news, or even watching a movie. Everyone isn’t the best in something, but the more you practice, the more you evolve, and I'm pretty sure of this. None of us has learnt anything beforehand, before we were unceremoniously thrown out of our mother’s stomachs. Everyone is born equal.
Sometimes I look at the people around me- all happy and smiling- and I wonder- are they really happy or am I too shallow to look into their hearts and find out what lies within?
The bitch, she told me, amidst a crowd of fellow batch-mates, that I've tampered with my answer sheet. Guess what? Fuck you. Really, who does this kind of a thing? At first you don't check the answer sheets with proper attention, and then you say that "Overwriting is not accepted as recheck request according to the marking policy". Blah! You are the ones who made this stupid marking scheme. How can I help...??
Love is everywhere- every movie, every teenage dream, every home, every old-age memory, every song, every other hostel room! (:P) Sure, there is some pain, and sure as hell, love makes a fool of everyone, but it’s worth it. Thinking of someone first thought in the morning and feeling bright, thinking of someone last wink in the night, and feeling secure… it’s worth it.
And then there's Friendship. The best thing in this world. So pure that friendship even in a bad cause is above everything. And even if people say friends are for free- they are awfully difficult to find, and it hurts a lot, to leave them. Once a friend, always a friend. Friends stand by in prosperity and poverty, in health and in sickness. Friends (like diamonds) are forever!
Its 6 am. I am already up, in the middle of a cold dark November night, waiting for the dawn, the delicious Saturday breakfast, and the ugly six-days-a-week-schedule to start engulfing me, from next week onwards.
I'm tired-stupid instructors, stupid courses with stupid second yearites, stupid grading system-and there's still so much I want to do and the confusion in my head just makes it worse. This wasn't the plan. This was supposed to be "MY" sem - the sem of most pampering and loving, knowing what to do and doing it, knowing what I want-and getting it.
Tonight, I went out to watch the meteor showers. It was amazing, but very momentary. You see one, and then you speculate whether you actually saw it or imagined it. People can spend all the time & money they want fabricating fireworks shows, but seeing an unexpected meteor whiz across a static display of stars-it's thrilling! and free-of-cost!
NOTE to myself: Stop crying over lost opportunities, I’ve already lost them and crying won’t get them back. So shut uppppp, and make up for all your misses.
NOTE to the world: Make fun of me at own expense.
Well, it's almost time for bed. Remember, this post is of no consequence, but my next post... THAT ONE will really be something! So click back soon. Goodnight!
Monday, December 28, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
A-Z 2009
Adventure. Acads and Avg. APOGEE. Alarm-clocks. ANC. And they lived happily ever after...
Bourbon biscuits, Blogging, Birthdays. Blue jeans and black and white photographs. The BAND, Blah! and BITS ofcourse.
Chocolates, Coffee, Cake and Cheese. Crushes, C'not, and castles-in-the-air. Confessions. Comprees, CP and CG.
Dreams and Desires. Dates, Dances, Dares and Diaries. DND's. DC++.
Enthu, EG and EnI vs EEE.
Flirting, Friendship and French guys. Facebook. FD's I-III and Founders Day.
Gtalk, Gossip, and Grubs. Gmail too.
Hugs always. Holi and Holi-days. Headbanging.
I because it stands for me. And ice cream. Being impossible. Internet in IPC.
Junk food. And Jokes. especially PJ's. Jaan-e-mann. :)
Kisses.
Love and Letters. Love letters. Laughter, Literature, Lectures and Labs. Lite.
Movies, Magic, Music, Mess(bill), MT, Mails and Mafia, but I seldom win. :(
Notices, Notes, Nites, Night-out and Nightouts. Nostalgia.
Oppurtunities and conveniances. Ob. Online Tests.OASIS! Orkut and Omegle. Once upon a time and all the magic within...
Pink, Poetry and Perverts. Phones too. and Powercuts. :(
Quizzes and quizzers.
Rain, wide open Roads, Rooms and Roomies.
Sky sessions, Spring, Stargazing and Sunsets. Semesters, SMS's, Snaps and Sleep.....
Truths, TA's and Tut's. Travelling and Trips!
Unfinished blog posts.
Valentines Day!!! Virtual walks and dates.
Words, its only words. Walks. Why's. Whining and Wining.
Xeroxes, loads of them.
Youth, and at times, even you.
Zuks. Zzz.
Bourbon biscuits, Blogging, Birthdays. Blue jeans and black and white photographs. The BAND, Blah! and BITS ofcourse.
Chocolates, Coffee, Cake and Cheese. Crushes, C'not, and castles-in-the-air. Confessions. Comprees, CP and CG.
Dreams and Desires. Dates, Dances, Dares and Diaries. DND's. DC++.
Enthu, EG and EnI vs EEE.
Flirting, Friendship and French guys. Facebook. FD's I-III and Founders Day.
Gtalk, Gossip, and Grubs. Gmail too.
Hugs always. Holi and Holi-days. Headbanging.
I because it stands for me. And ice cream. Being impossible. Internet in IPC.
Junk food. And Jokes. especially PJ's. Jaan-e-mann. :)
Kisses.
Love and Letters. Love letters. Laughter, Literature, Lectures and Labs. Lite.
Movies, Magic, Music, Mess(bill), MT, Mails and Mafia, but I seldom win. :(
Notices, Notes, Nites, Night-out and Nightouts. Nostalgia.
Oppurtunities and conveniances. Ob. Online Tests.OASIS! Orkut and Omegle. Once upon a time and all the magic within...
Pink, Poetry and Perverts. Phones too. and Powercuts. :(
Quizzes and quizzers.
Rain, wide open Roads, Rooms and Roomies.
Sky sessions, Spring, Stargazing and Sunsets. Semesters, SMS's, Snaps and Sleep.....
Truths, TA's and Tut's. Travelling and Trips!
Unfinished blog posts.
Valentines Day!!! Virtual walks and dates.
Words, its only words. Walks. Why's. Whining and Wining.
Xeroxes, loads of them.
Youth, and at times, even you.
Zuks. Zzz.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
All I do is sleep !!!
It is a lazy Sunday afternoon. I am lying down after lunch when my mother calls me.
"What are you doing?"
I mumble a soft "Nothing important, Ma. Just lazing around".
A few minutes of gen chit-chat and we put the phones down.
After about 15 minutes, I get up and tie my unmanaged hair into a ponytail.
The laundry bags are full; I soak the exponentially increasing amounts of dirty laundry in warm water.
My almirah needs a bit of tiding up. I carefully fold the big pile of clean laundry one by one. Shirts, trousers, skirts, tops, jeans, t-shirts, undies and socks all go to their respective shelves in the almirah.
In the meanwhile, the dirty clothes have been soaked enough. I lug the WET and HEAVY clothes to the washroom. On the way I notice Archi sleeping late, so I go wake her up. I do the laundry and put it out to dry.
My table is half full with dirty dishes from the mess. I go and return them.
I also remember that I had bought lots of fruits the previous day. I peel the oranges and bananas, cut the apples and guavas, mix them with the grapes, and prepare fruit chat out if it. I am happy with the result and share it with my wingies.
The spiders have been frightening me and Nils since days together, so I decide to clean the cobwebs.
While at it, I realize that my book-rack is untidy. All that is set right in a few minutes.
All the dust on the floor, I must sweep it clean.
By now, I feel exhausted myself so I casually sit on the bed and rest my tired back on the pillow.
Mother calls again and says "You sleep all day. Why not get up and do something?"
I throw a puzzled look... "Huh?!!!!!!!"
Yes, that’s another classic example of how my work goes royally unnoticed every single time. I just sit and sleep all day, you see!
"What are you doing?"
I mumble a soft "Nothing important, Ma. Just lazing around".
A few minutes of gen chit-chat and we put the phones down.
After about 15 minutes, I get up and tie my unmanaged hair into a ponytail.
The laundry bags are full; I soak the exponentially increasing amounts of dirty laundry in warm water.
My almirah needs a bit of tiding up. I carefully fold the big pile of clean laundry one by one. Shirts, trousers, skirts, tops, jeans, t-shirts, undies and socks all go to their respective shelves in the almirah.
In the meanwhile, the dirty clothes have been soaked enough. I lug the WET and HEAVY clothes to the washroom. On the way I notice Archi sleeping late, so I go wake her up. I do the laundry and put it out to dry.
My table is half full with dirty dishes from the mess. I go and return them.
I also remember that I had bought lots of fruits the previous day. I peel the oranges and bananas, cut the apples and guavas, mix them with the grapes, and prepare fruit chat out if it. I am happy with the result and share it with my wingies.
The spiders have been frightening me and Nils since days together, so I decide to clean the cobwebs.
While at it, I realize that my book-rack is untidy. All that is set right in a few minutes.
All the dust on the floor, I must sweep it clean.
By now, I feel exhausted myself so I casually sit on the bed and rest my tired back on the pillow.
Mother calls again and says "You sleep all day. Why not get up and do something?"
I throw a puzzled look... "Huh?!!!!!!!"
Yes, that’s another classic example of how my work goes royally unnoticed every single time. I just sit and sleep all day, you see!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Explaining the absence
Long time since I posted something that’s not "faaltu" (referring to the last post!) and there are several good reasons for it. Election Politics. BOSM. An addictive sitcom. A trip to Jaipur, A four day flu attack. MT fiasco. Diwali. Oasis. A relapse of crushes. Project and Assignment submissions. And lots of treats!
The Big Bang Theory is an extremely addictive, brilliantly made, geeky comedy. Spanning over two seasons, it concerns two young physicists, Leonard and Sheldon, and an attractive blonde waitress, Penny, who lives across the hall. Leonard and Sheldon's geekiness and intellect are in immense contrast with Penny's social skills and common sense and herein lies the comedy. The humor of The Big Bang Theory is all character-based, it begins with derisive laughter at the nerds’ expense, and is furthered with clever turns of phrase, extreme details, scientific interpretation and analysis of everyday things, and Sheldon’s complete lack of understanding of irony, sarcasm and humor; and a complete lack of humility. Throw in two other, equally geeky friends, Howard and Rajesh, and together they create the world’s best and craziest sitcom every produced.
By the time I was done with Season 1, Durga Puja and the Navratris had come up. I was a little busy, but our whole awesome wing decided to go on a two-day trip to Jaipur. So the day after Dandiya Nite, we left early morning for Jaipur. 10 girls- all geared up! Shopping there, in the malls was fun. Later, we had coffee while discussing our shopping, and in the evening, we went to this place called 'Chokhi Dhani'. Its basically an artificial village of sorts, created by the Rajasthan Tourism Board. Covering a large area, the village is very properly decorated, with all the people wearing traditional clothes and performing folk dances, singing songs, etc etc, just like a typical 'gaon ka mela'. We took loads of snaps there, and then returned, exhausted after a long day. Next morning, we went out for street shopping, and after a major row with one us, we all returned to Pilani in the evening.
Next day, most of us were down with fever. After a few calls back home, I was told I'm having flu and that I should rest for a few days. Fine, I thought, maybe it’ll go away. The second evening, I felt so horribly sick and nauseating - After rushing to the medical centre and putting up with an extremely rotten doctor, I was advised bed rest. Mom called up to tell me how irresponsible I was and that I couldn't even take care of myself. Oh ya, right.
After my recovery, I returned to the horrible and grueling schedule of tests and quizzes and mugging loads of xerox material, something I am not very good at. A short period of depression and then came Diwali.
Well, truly speaking, the most interesting incident during Diwali, will obviously be the drunken man episode, but otherwise too, except for the i-wanna-go-back syndrome prevalent in most of us, Diwali celebrations were pretty fine. We even had a mini puja/aarti in our wing, and lit diyas and candles together, before we all left for dinner outside.
Oasis, after all that hype, disappointed us. The only high in the four-day extravaganza was surely the Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy Prof Show. It was a festival in itself.
Meanwhile I crushed on my previous crushes, again! Seeing them so frequently, always doing something very important (I think!) or intellectual, I was unable to resist. I've been complaining, how all the nice guys (even the half-decent ones) in this world are taken and they don't ever break up either, and how we suddenly live in a terribly super-committed world, but that later. :P
I think I’ve explained all the interesting reasons for not having written anything all this while. Oh ya, and somewhere in between I had started with the Star Wars series and was obsessed with it for long. “It’s not a movie, it’s a legend” and sorts. Uff.
All I can say with confidence now is that I’ve learnt that doing something repetitively makes it look boring. Especially if that something is a card game like Literature.
Also, Kal Ho Naa Ho: life’s too short! (Naah, that just sounds good :P)
The Big Bang Theory is an extremely addictive, brilliantly made, geeky comedy. Spanning over two seasons, it concerns two young physicists, Leonard and Sheldon, and an attractive blonde waitress, Penny, who lives across the hall. Leonard and Sheldon's geekiness and intellect are in immense contrast with Penny's social skills and common sense and herein lies the comedy. The humor of The Big Bang Theory is all character-based, it begins with derisive laughter at the nerds’ expense, and is furthered with clever turns of phrase, extreme details, scientific interpretation and analysis of everyday things, and Sheldon’s complete lack of understanding of irony, sarcasm and humor; and a complete lack of humility. Throw in two other, equally geeky friends, Howard and Rajesh, and together they create the world’s best and craziest sitcom every produced.
By the time I was done with Season 1, Durga Puja and the Navratris had come up. I was a little busy, but our whole awesome wing decided to go on a two-day trip to Jaipur. So the day after Dandiya Nite, we left early morning for Jaipur. 10 girls- all geared up! Shopping there, in the malls was fun. Later, we had coffee while discussing our shopping, and in the evening, we went to this place called 'Chokhi Dhani'. Its basically an artificial village of sorts, created by the Rajasthan Tourism Board. Covering a large area, the village is very properly decorated, with all the people wearing traditional clothes and performing folk dances, singing songs, etc etc, just like a typical 'gaon ka mela'. We took loads of snaps there, and then returned, exhausted after a long day. Next morning, we went out for street shopping, and after a major row with one us, we all returned to Pilani in the evening.
Next day, most of us were down with fever. After a few calls back home, I was told I'm having flu and that I should rest for a few days. Fine, I thought, maybe it’ll go away. The second evening, I felt so horribly sick and nauseating - After rushing to the medical centre and putting up with an extremely rotten doctor, I was advised bed rest. Mom called up to tell me how irresponsible I was and that I couldn't even take care of myself. Oh ya, right.
After my recovery, I returned to the horrible and grueling schedule of tests and quizzes and mugging loads of xerox material, something I am not very good at. A short period of depression and then came Diwali.
Well, truly speaking, the most interesting incident during Diwali, will obviously be the drunken man episode, but otherwise too, except for the i-wanna-go-back syndrome prevalent in most of us, Diwali celebrations were pretty fine. We even had a mini puja/aarti in our wing, and lit diyas and candles together, before we all left for dinner outside.
Oasis, after all that hype, disappointed us. The only high in the four-day extravaganza was surely the Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy Prof Show. It was a festival in itself.
Meanwhile I crushed on my previous crushes, again! Seeing them so frequently, always doing something very important (I think!) or intellectual, I was unable to resist. I've been complaining, how all the nice guys (even the half-decent ones) in this world are taken and they don't ever break up either, and how we suddenly live in a terribly super-committed world, but that later. :P
I think I’ve explained all the interesting reasons for not having written anything all this while. Oh ya, and somewhere in between I had started with the Star Wars series and was obsessed with it for long. “It’s not a movie, it’s a legend” and sorts. Uff.
All I can say with confidence now is that I’ve learnt that doing something repetitively makes it look boring. Especially if that something is a card game like Literature.
Also, Kal Ho Naa Ho: life’s too short! (Naah, that just sounds good :P)
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Happy Birthday Nils...
Today is Nils’ birthday...and now, even though I have a CP 45 marks test tomorrow, I'm ready to take up the Herculean task of writing her something.
What a plaintive task to do. I have to write something good about her? Hmm... Let me think...
thinking...
still thinking...
...
wait!!
Nilanjana, a person you can never get bored with...
She looks very innocent [INNOCENT!!!--ek minute "koi dictionary lao bey"] but she is very playfully mischievous and perverted...
She’s an extremely caring and gentle girl, full of attitude... ATTITUDE is her asset... you can take anything away from her but not her attitude...it’s the quality that sets her apart from others...
I really thank God that I have a friend like her...so amazing, so charismatic, so so tremendously creative,and so true at heart...she has always been at my side whenever I needed her!!!
A girl with a great deal of sugar in her and that’s probably the reason why she’s an angel and a witty and delightful one at that. She is notoriously nice and the craziest devil I have ever met... don’t mind this coz I actually like devils...
I half-wrote a poem for her, but poetry is a hard one to swallow for me, and one of the few things I really cannot live without is her pulling my leg. :P Afterall, one of the few people I wouldn’t want living without is her.:)
Happy Birthday, Nils! Love you sweety.
What a plaintive task to do. I have to write something good about her? Hmm... Let me think...
thinking...
still thinking...
...
wait!!
Nilanjana, a person you can never get bored with...
She looks very innocent [INNOCENT!!!--ek minute "koi dictionary lao bey"] but she is very playfully mischievous and perverted...
She’s an extremely caring and gentle girl, full of attitude... ATTITUDE is her asset... you can take anything away from her but not her attitude...it’s the quality that sets her apart from others...
I really thank God that I have a friend like her...so amazing, so charismatic, so so tremendously creative,and so true at heart...she has always been at my side whenever I needed her!!!
A girl with a great deal of sugar in her and that’s probably the reason why she’s an angel and a witty and delightful one at that. She is notoriously nice and the craziest devil I have ever met... don’t mind this coz I actually like devils...
I half-wrote a poem for her, but poetry is a hard one to swallow for me, and one of the few things I really cannot live without is her pulling my leg. :P Afterall, one of the few people I wouldn’t want living without is her.:)
Happy Birthday, Nils! Love you sweety.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
What has been...
We'll never cover our books and notebooks again, with brown paper.
Never be excited about holiday-homework.
Never tease each other for wearing the wrong uniform.
Never cheer for our houses.
Never mark places on maps.
Learn the names of rivers, capitals, mountain ranges...
Lok Sabha and Rajya Sabha.
Fundamental Rights and Duties.
Book/Movie Reviews.
Childrens Day Celebrations.
Nothing.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
TIME FOR EXPLANATIONS....
Now the first view of our blog shows a random sequence of strings like DC++, lost mess coupons, bedsheets, gtalk and so on, which, I suppose would make no sense to someone other than the three of us and a few other blessed souls who could survive our company over the last few months. So I herewith took upon myself the task of deciphering the significance of these godly words!!!
- Gtalk-----now, gtalk is something to which all three of us were hooked. Okay, don't roll your eyes Su, I agree I was the one who was...but nevertheless it used to be our favourite timepass....our access to the exciting world of adventures. I say adventures because it was gtalk only that was instrumental in making Nils to set up "The Blind Date" and Su had her first "Virtual V-Date"through this blissful means of connecting with long lost friends... :P Right Su?? :P
- Now my turn...as in I was the one who was hooked...so I have got to be the one who must have done greater deeds like giving my cell number to some random guy, chatting with any and every stranger, that came across me.
- Bedsheets-------aha...well, bedsheets came really handy when either of us had to confess something...for instance... If Su had to tell us about her most recent crush, Nils' weird dreams (marrying some guy she hated...............sorry Nils), me admitting about my IPC study sessions . Over all, bedsheets have come a long way with us. :D
And now I am too bored , so I'll continue later!!!
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Gandi Bachchi
Mummy kehti hai ki mai sabse achhi bachchi hoon,
Aur mummy hamesha sach kehti hai.
Par mere friends ko kaun samjahye?
Woh log sab mujhe gandi bachchi samajhte hai.
Bolo, mai gandi bachi hoon kya ??
Aur mummy hamesha sach kehti hai.
Par mere friends ko kaun samjahye?
Woh log sab mujhe gandi bachchi samajhte hai.
Bolo, mai gandi bachi hoon kya ??
Varna koi bhala mujhe bhool sakta hai?
Mummy kehti hai - log sirf gande bachcho ko bhoolte hai.
Par mai toh good girls ki tarah daily nahati hun,
Aur daily 2 glasses doodh bhi peeti hun,
Mummy se pooch lo...
Aur mera toh dimple bhi hai !!!
Phir bhi !!!
Huh !
Aadhe log mujhe gtalk pe block kar dete hai,
Koi mere posts pe comment nahi karta. (except Nils, I love you !)
Aur to aur
Koi mujhe Orkut pe testimonial bhi nahi likhta!!!
Batao,
Koi mujhe mail-shail nahi karta.
Koi mujhe phone nahi karta.
Gandi bachchi ko sab bhool gaye.
Phir bhi !!!
Huh !
Aadhe log mujhe gtalk pe block kar dete hai,
Koi mere posts pe comment nahi karta. (except Nils, I love you !)
Aur to aur
Koi mujhe Orkut pe testimonial bhi nahi likhta!!!
Batao,
Koi mujhe mail-shail nahi karta.
Koi mujhe phone nahi karta.
Gandi bachchi ko sab bhool gaye.
* sob sob *
Mai sabse katti-katti-katti !
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
The PR Saga...
The PR discussion continues. It goes somewhat like this :
A : Oye, PR?
B : xyz. you?
A : (irrespective of xyz) Phoda !!!
For non-bitsian readers, if any :) , PR numbers are the priority numbers assigned to each of us randomly, for making the timetables the next sem.
So that if we get a good PR, then we make a timetable that has all the good teachers, so that they give us difficult tut papers and so that we get even more crappy grades that sem.
I leant it very well this time. A PR of '23' and a will to study led me to take a certain "awesome and cute" instructor, the IC for that course, and that too even 1st hour.
And Result ?
I lost out all my marks in the tut's.
Anyways, this time 504 gives me some hopes. Let's just wait and watch and not say anything else...
A : Oye, PR?
B : xyz. you?
A : (irrespective of xyz) Phoda !!!
For non-bitsian readers, if any :) , PR numbers are the priority numbers assigned to each of us randomly, for making the timetables the next sem.
So that if we get a good PR, then we make a timetable that has all the good teachers, so that they give us difficult tut papers and so that we get even more crappy grades that sem.
I leant it very well this time. A PR of '23' and a will to study led me to take a certain "awesome and cute" instructor, the IC for that course, and that too even 1st hour.
And Result ?
I lost out all my marks in the tut's.
Anyways, this time 504 gives me some hopes. Let's just wait and watch and not say anything else...
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Lazing around
This is ALL that I've done in the past 10 days:
And as a result, I've grown fat. [:(]
- Made a few greeting cards.
- Read a few Mahabharata stories.
- Cut salad.
- Chatted with random people.
And as a result, I've grown fat. [:(]
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
HELL..................Why did this happen????
Su may have titled this blog as "It's all about the passion for life", but right now I'm passionate only about 1 thing......and that is "kill these damned people who think they are above everyone". just because they have some marks in their hand, it doesn't give them the authority to be rude and arrogant and beyond reason.
Hell man......this is absolute shit. They won't listen to anything or anybody........just know one way of handling situations......and that is to shout and raise their voice above yours so that no voice of reason can reach their deaf ears.....And they're supposed to be highly qualified and educated personals. Shit man.....is this how you behave when you're in some position to judge others ???
Hell man......this is absolute shit. They won't listen to anything or anybody........just know one way of handling situations......and that is to shout and raise their voice above yours so that no voice of reason can reach their deaf ears.....And they're supposed to be highly qualified and educated personals. Shit man.....is this how you behave when you're in some position to judge others ???
Friday, May 8, 2009
a year to be remembered...
so.. its been a long time since i have contributed anything to this blog...
mainly because internet connections have been unavailable on Su's lappy.
anyway.. it has been a long (academic) year... a year that has seen a lot of changes in me...
a year that has seen me realise my dreams...
a year that seen me grow... seen me succeed and fail... seen me give up and cry... seen me rise up and fight.... a year that has made me realise what home is... what friends are...
a year that has seen me enjoy life... seen me struggle through it.
it has been the year that has seen the girl in me lose her path... finding herself at her wit's ends... not knowing what to do and where to go... and slowly bloom into a lady....
a year that has seen me do crazy stuff.... :D :D
a year when life was both honey-sweet and painfully bitter...
a year that has made me understand that there is more to life than just me and my own little world of dreams...
a year i shall remember for all that it has given me... and all that it hasn't...
for all the joys it brought and all the wounds that it caused...
it shall be a treasured memory...
i just hope i haven't done anything that i shall regret later in life...
P.S. to every one who matters... thank you and love you for what you are and what you have been...
mainly because internet connections have been unavailable on Su's lappy.
anyway.. it has been a long (academic) year... a year that has seen a lot of changes in me...
a year that has seen me realise my dreams...
a year that seen me grow... seen me succeed and fail... seen me give up and cry... seen me rise up and fight.... a year that has made me realise what home is... what friends are...
a year that has seen me enjoy life... seen me struggle through it.
it has been the year that has seen the girl in me lose her path... finding herself at her wit's ends... not knowing what to do and where to go... and slowly bloom into a lady....
a year that has seen me do crazy stuff.... :D :D
a year when life was both honey-sweet and painfully bitter...
a year that has made me understand that there is more to life than just me and my own little world of dreams...
a year i shall remember for all that it has given me... and all that it hasn't...
for all the joys it brought and all the wounds that it caused...
it shall be a treasured memory...
i just hope i haven't done anything that i shall regret later in life...
P.S. to every one who matters... thank you and love you for what you are and what you have been...
Monday, May 4, 2009
Rat - race
We are all competing with our own selves and this is completely fair. If you start believing in your own self, think practically about everything, and just go on working, the world aound you will become immaterial. Never think who all are in the rat-race with you, just think about the competition you are in with your own self and no dumb thing can ever stop you.
-DS
-DS
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Su's complaints
Now Su, since you have quite a lot of complaints against me...well i decided it was time(compres-a perfect time for contemplation- realising what went wrong and how to set it right) for me to ease you with some of them. Now now don't expect too much. Cuz being addicted to chatting on the net is something beyond my control(considering the fact that i'm chatting even rite now)I can't help it.
But see, i guess even you would have noticed thehuge shift in thenumber of movies I watch and particularly before compres. And I will also avoid chatting to random people.(but this is not a promise). And i m already writing again -so you shudn't say it anymore that i have stopped writing. But still, i really appreciate the way you continued with writing new posts and mind it some of them are really AMAZING and some are CRAP as well.(don't make that face please, you don't look good) And in the end ,i guess i can promise that i'll keep posting stuff even in the vacations.And now i guess it's time that i go back to ghoting chemistry.
But see, i guess even you would have noticed thehuge shift in thenumber of movies I watch and particularly before compres. And I will also avoid chatting to random people.(but this is not a promise). And i m already writing again -so you shudn't say it anymore that i have stopped writing. But still, i really appreciate the way you continued with writing new posts and mind it some of them are really AMAZING and some are CRAP as well.(don't make that face please, you don't look good) And in the end ,i guess i can promise that i'll keep posting stuff even in the vacations.And now i guess it's time that i go back to ghoting chemistry.
Right person
Its so funny how we set qualifications for the right person to love while deep down in our mind, we know that the person we truly love will always be an exception.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Semester End Ramblings
This semester is coming to a close, and every time I begin to think about it, it completely overwhelms me. So much has happened in such little time that I don't even know what all has. Also, I haven't learnt anything new, academics wise, since last year probably. Exams start on Friday, and God knows my acads are f***ed big time this sem, but my will to work, to learn, to study, to fight, to even try is awfully hard to find. I wish I could ask: "why me?", but I know better. In some instances, I wish I could also complain: "why not me?" but I know the futility.
You know, you could ghot a lot and still fail at it, just like those times when you do only a little and luck helps you out a lot.
This last year has been so so harsh. Such little good has come out of it. It could have been so much more fruitful. Friends have come and gone and come and gone etc, life also came and gone and came and gone and played with my spirit till it got tired of the mockery. And now, at the end of it all, at the end of one huge, painfully long year away from home, I feel so empty, so lost, so...finished. And not even in a depressing sort of a way, just completely matter-of-fact empty, like it was supposed to be that way. As if my job here, for one year, was nothing, and that, that job is done. And although there are still three whole years of which I have no clue how I will survive and my head goes into a confusion trying to look for a point to it every single time, I don't feel I have it in me to go on. I shouldn't live. Really.
I will survive, eventually, because there's no reason to just quit, but really, in life's journeys if you eventually come to the same point as you started, why do we even move? Why do we even try? No matter how much you do, how much you slog, how much you love, and how much of yourself you kill and sacrifice, both for yourself and the wellbeing of others, how come it's never enough? Why should I go on?
A little sweet
A little sour
A little close
Not too far
All I need, all I need
All I need, Is to be free...
You know, you could ghot a lot and still fail at it, just like those times when you do only a little and luck helps you out a lot.
This last year has been so so harsh. Such little good has come out of it. It could have been so much more fruitful. Friends have come and gone and come and gone etc, life also came and gone and came and gone and played with my spirit till it got tired of the mockery. And now, at the end of it all, at the end of one huge, painfully long year away from home, I feel so empty, so lost, so...finished. And not even in a depressing sort of a way, just completely matter-of-fact empty, like it was supposed to be that way. As if my job here, for one year, was nothing, and that, that job is done. And although there are still three whole years of which I have no clue how I will survive and my head goes into a confusion trying to look for a point to it every single time, I don't feel I have it in me to go on. I shouldn't live. Really.
I will survive, eventually, because there's no reason to just quit, but really, in life's journeys if you eventually come to the same point as you started, why do we even move? Why do we even try? No matter how much you do, how much you slog, how much you love, and how much of yourself you kill and sacrifice, both for yourself and the wellbeing of others, how come it's never enough? Why should I go on?
A little sweet
A little sour
A little close
Not too far
All I need, all I need
All I need, Is to be free...
What we learn from life
- There are almost always two choices to make a decision. One, which requires you to hold your head up high and laugh off at the tragedy of events. Two, drag yourself out of bed every morning and snap at everyone unfortunate enough to cross your path. The sad truth is that none of us ever choose. We inevitably become bitter with just a little sorrow.
- There will always be someone, and more often than that, many people, who have formed quite a biased opinion of you and will make it their aim to make you aware of their views. Laugh them off, for they are disdain for their incomplete lives.
- Every once in a while your best friend will collaborate with your enemy. If he doesn’t, you are blessed. If he does, it is the way of nature. One shouldn’t expect high ideals or morals from anyone but ourselves.
- Be kind to people. Every second person we meet has had a rough day and is fighting to pass this one with a smile.
- If life asks you to be stronger than you ever thought you could be, live up to the expectations. All you need for strength is courage to look into your heart and give your best each day, day by day.
- There is a certain thrill in facing and conquering your fears. Beating ones fear in its own battlefield gives you more adrenalin and happiness than any trophy or medal can ever do.
- If life gets you down, people you like turn their backs, work is ruining you, take a deep breath, enjoy the present and say thanks to your stars for everything that could have been worse and is not.
- If people act cruel or selfish, it is their problem, not yours.
Friction
(A discussion I had with someone long time ago)
The most interesting lesson in class 9 physics was that if there was no friction, we wouldn't be able to walk ahead. If there were no conflicts, no disputes, nobody to disagree, none of that uncontrolled 'noise', we wouldn't be getting anywhere. As much as we love and desire peace, the truth is that all we want is a peaceful disagreement.
And it's an amusing truth too, because it brings you at a peaceful agreement with the fact that those everyday fights, those irritating aspects we bring ourselves to live with, those little arguments and the occasional yells that creep in all our relationships, they're okay, because it's the friction that prevents us from stagnating, and collapsing. It's the little friction that produces the little cute hug, the "sorry mom", the kissi on the cheeks, the "love you" whisper. It's the friction, in just the optimum amount, that keeps love growing.
The most interesting lesson in class 9 physics was that if there was no friction, we wouldn't be able to walk ahead. If there were no conflicts, no disputes, nobody to disagree, none of that uncontrolled 'noise', we wouldn't be getting anywhere. As much as we love and desire peace, the truth is that all we want is a peaceful disagreement.
And it's an amusing truth too, because it brings you at a peaceful agreement with the fact that those everyday fights, those irritating aspects we bring ourselves to live with, those little arguments and the occasional yells that creep in all our relationships, they're okay, because it's the friction that prevents us from stagnating, and collapsing. It's the little friction that produces the little cute hug, the "sorry mom", the kissi on the cheeks, the "love you" whisper. It's the friction, in just the optimum amount, that keeps love growing.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Will
In the unfortunate event that I die, under any circumstances, natural or mysterious, before I can actually make a formal will, I'd like to :
- Leave my peach top to Jaan-e-mann. She looks really good in that, especially, when she has her (erm) special business.
- Leave my EG marks to Nils. She misses out when it comes to marks in EG dunno why. Maybe because she's a bit slow, but then she really understands EG. Its evident from her discussions in the lecs. And she's very brainy and intelligent too, even in the other subjects. Its evident. If she pays attention in the lecs, she understands. Sorry Mommy.
- Leave my rubix cube to Prey. Solve it. Ha!
- Leave my bag to Aayu. She likes the feel of carrying it around.
- Someone will have to parcel the folder that I bought for my sister's birthday home. I already promised her that.
- Leave the orange top that I bought from Maheshwari with mum, to Bhatnagar. She loves it.
- My water heater to Paro, for heating milk at night.
- All my accessories, candles, knife, paints, brushes, stationery, LAN cable, buckets etc. etc. can be used as common wing property.
- The responsibility of this blog to Nils. ShatEEE has already stopped writing :(
- Also, Kutush and Kuhu, to Jaan-e-mann. He'll be needing someone and he'll gel in very well with Lachchoo and Pihu (Mommy's) in your room.
Thats it, I supppose.
All figured out, now I can die in peace. Ah!
Friday, April 10, 2009
Moving on
Among the many other things that happened yesterday, an amazing thing happened, one of those that kinda rekindles your belief in the fact that life evens itself out eventually and people forget the distressing things that happened. An old friend, a 'just classmate' who had turned into a bitter 'competitor', sorta, especially because of his skills in mathematical 'manipulations', about 1 and a half years ago, that friend came back, we talked, leaving behind all clashes of the past, and suddenly in an hour, after all the catching up, it felt good again. It felt friends. That's an incredible feeling. Thanks.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
2008A7PS045
This post is dedicated to someone who is awesome, by the virtue of being my super-awesome friend.
:P
Her name is "The Prey" and she's also known, sometimes, as Prerna Totla (PT). PT is brainy, cheerful, fun loving, witty, practical, large-hearted and always enthusiastic, almost an ideal, as her other, more real name, "Prerna", suggests. She is a total ROCKStar and can headbang like anything!
She has a cute face which lights up with dimples when she cracks her 'awesome' jokes. Also, she's also got an abnormally large heart, that can love and care for so many people so well. She can kill for kulfis, vada-pao, pani-puri, and pao-bhaji, in that order. She can also kill for Hrithik, but am not sure about his placement in the list.
She lives on periodic doses of animated movies, and sit-coms. Her favourites include "Heroes", "The Big-Bang Theory", "How I Met Your Mother" and "Roadies". Please don't take her 'wierd' sense of humour caused by excessive thinking, or her hindi grammar seriously. Also she's quite a pro at scolding people. Especially when they don't wake up in the morning. And she simply loves fighting with her elder brother. Infact, that is one of her most favourite past-times.
She rocks, totally!
Also, for information of gentlemen who like smart women, she's single, ready to mingle. Plus, she's got A7 and has this great CG that she can boast of.
Happy Birthday, Sweety...
:P
Her name is "The Prey" and she's also known, sometimes, as Prerna Totla (PT). PT is brainy, cheerful, fun loving, witty, practical, large-hearted and always enthusiastic, almost an ideal, as her other, more real name, "Prerna", suggests. She is a total ROCKStar and can headbang like anything!
She has a cute face which lights up with dimples when she cracks her 'awesome' jokes. Also, she's also got an abnormally large heart, that can love and care for so many people so well. She can kill for kulfis, vada-pao, pani-puri, and pao-bhaji, in that order. She can also kill for Hrithik, but am not sure about his placement in the list.
She lives on periodic doses of animated movies, and sit-coms. Her favourites include "Heroes", "The Big-Bang Theory", "How I Met Your Mother" and "Roadies". Please don't take her 'wierd' sense of humour caused by excessive thinking, or her hindi grammar seriously. Also she's quite a pro at scolding people. Especially when they don't wake up in the morning. And she simply loves fighting with her elder brother. Infact, that is one of her most favourite past-times.
She rocks, totally!
Also, for information of gentlemen who like smart women, she's single, ready to mingle. Plus, she's got A7 and has this great CG that she can boast of.
Happy Birthday, Sweety...
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Mumma's child
I'm so proud...
Our little blog has grown so much over the month...It started off as a brilliant stroke of inspiration by one of us(I don't remember who it was...sorry guys) during our holi vaccations n now we have 16 posts for March itself...
Feels lovely...
Now I get why mothers are always so proud of us even though we sometimes feel we've not given our best shot...
Calls for a celebration, doesn't it?
Our little blog has grown so much over the month...It started off as a brilliant stroke of inspiration by one of us(I don't remember who it was...sorry guys) during our holi vaccations n now we have 16 posts for March itself...
Feels lovely...
Now I get why mothers are always so proud of us even though we sometimes feel we've not given our best shot...
Calls for a celebration, doesn't it?
Low and Lonely..
I'm feeling low...very low...not disappointed...not disheartened...not displeased...not hurt...its not remorse...nor pity...I'm not sulking...or cribbbing over anything/anyone...I'm simply "low"...
It's like one of those days when you know, you feel like you're all alone in this big bad world...or maybe those days when you feel like you're in a huge pressue cooker, and about to burst...or like everyone has moved on and you are left behind...like a ghost...
I dunno...
Im feeling all cranky and knocked-up from the inside...don't want to study at all...even though I know very well that I've screwed up my acads big time this sem...especially the basic science subjects...It's like last time...before physics T1...I felt like crying...
Stupid IR and NMR Spectroscopy...
I'm hugging my pillow...but doesn't hug back :(
I guess in the end everyone is alone...
It's like one of those days when you know, you feel like you're all alone in this big bad world...or maybe those days when you feel like you're in a huge pressue cooker, and about to burst...or like everyone has moved on and you are left behind...like a ghost...
I dunno...
Im feeling all cranky and knocked-up from the inside...don't want to study at all...even though I know very well that I've screwed up my acads big time this sem...especially the basic science subjects...It's like last time...before physics T1...I felt like crying...
Stupid IR and NMR Spectroscopy...
I'm hugging my pillow...but doesn't hug back :(
I guess in the end everyone is alone...
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Yippeee!!!
Internet is working in MB again!!! It feels "Awesome"... no... "Legendary"...
as in it felt so suffocating with the net not working... so cut off from the whole world.
as in it felt so suffocating with the net not working... so cut off from the whole world.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
I'm with you....Nils
So the mood right now is very depressing......for Nils and for me as well... basically due to my acads...compared to my first sem when I had managed to avoid an av minus......I just got my 4th av minus todday......and that too in PHYSICS (I just hope that the person who does the rechecking is a bit considerate )....and then I have that unconquerable subject EG to deal with. Even after trying a lot I couldn't make all 4 of the drawings today (and my thoughtful friends have shown there sorrrow by observing a 2 min silence for that....BLAH!!!!)....
To hell with compacency and overconfidence!!!!
And then I have my workshop for which I have to read on the net....but I'm in no mood to do so....but don't want to disappoint Bhruguraj bhaiya either......so will have to do it...:(
Don't want to write anymore.......it's too exhausting and painful(my head is actually aching very badly rite now)
Got to read on REMOTE SENSING for the wrksp.....
To hell with compacency and overconfidence!!!!
And then I have my workshop for which I have to read on the net....but I'm in no mood to do so....but don't want to disappoint Bhruguraj bhaiya either......so will have to do it...:(
Don't want to write anymore.......it's too exhausting and painful(my head is actually aching very badly rite now)
Got to read on REMOTE SENSING for the wrksp.....
Monday, March 16, 2009
I am fine...
It's spring in Pilani... beautiful breezy evenings... blossoms all around the insti lawns... lovely!
... Just that i have my life messed up! Basically my acads.
I agree that initially, i hadn't been studying enough, but now i am really working hard and yet after each paper-distribution episode i am terribly upset about my unbelievably poor marks. I try figuring out what went wrong and try to avoid making the same mistakes the next time... and lo! after the next paper there are a brand new set of mistakes glaring back at me! It seems like a never ending process....
Moreover, this weather is making me terribly homesick.
And to top the list, you have a bunch of people around you who go back home for every little holiday... come back, talk about missing home, and plan about their next trip. Great!
And you know what? At such times... when i am feeling really low and Ma calls... i don't want to tell her how miserable i am... and yet its hard to hide stuff from her. She starts asking,"ki holo? bol ki hoyechhe..." and i can sense tears swelling up in my eyes... i say a quick bye and hang up! Believe me, that's the worst thing one can do... and yet that is all i can manage to do each time.
I am fine... just that at times, it seems very difficult to be optimistic...
...life looks vague and i feel like a total stranger to myself.
I am fine... just that at times, i like shutting myself up in my room and crying till i fall asleep....
I am fine... its all a part of growing up.
... Just that i have my life messed up! Basically my acads.
I agree that initially, i hadn't been studying enough, but now i am really working hard and yet after each paper-distribution episode i am terribly upset about my unbelievably poor marks. I try figuring out what went wrong and try to avoid making the same mistakes the next time... and lo! after the next paper there are a brand new set of mistakes glaring back at me! It seems like a never ending process....
Moreover, this weather is making me terribly homesick.
And to top the list, you have a bunch of people around you who go back home for every little holiday... come back, talk about missing home, and plan about their next trip. Great!
And you know what? At such times... when i am feeling really low and Ma calls... i don't want to tell her how miserable i am... and yet its hard to hide stuff from her. She starts asking,"ki holo? bol ki hoyechhe..." and i can sense tears swelling up in my eyes... i say a quick bye and hang up! Believe me, that's the worst thing one can do... and yet that is all i can manage to do each time.
I am fine... just that at times, it seems very difficult to be optimistic...
...life looks vague and i feel like a total stranger to myself.
I am fine... just that at times, i like shutting myself up in my room and crying till i fall asleep....
I am fine... its all a part of growing up.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
He knows!!
OMG...OMG...Oh mai Gaaawwwd...
Now even Mr. Pheshtibal knows that i have this HUGE crush on him...Shitt!!! Its very awkward, u know...initially i had wanted him to know abt it..bt now that i think abt it...it seems kinda strange...
What do i do now? How do i face him..?
Previously atleast i could go out confidently infront of him, and if the situation permits, smile at him or say a small shy "Hi!"...and then bask in the glory of those moments... :P
But what now??
Ppl, suggest...
Friday, March 13, 2009
An awesome write up by nils abt dat date thing!! bt i guess madam didn't realise dat she ws nt s'posed to do dat....
so why is it dat ur friends do xactly wat dey're nt s'posed to do....????
here i have nils nd at home a very good friend of m9 whose name i wud like to avoid using here...
actually it so happened dat of all my frnds back home only SHE knew abt the 'blind date' thing.....bt on my insistence SHE had agreed to SHUT UP abt it......nd SHE did keep her mouth shut fr some tym...So when i went back home this tym we were jst catching up on old stuff wen she suggested dat w shud go fr lunch...and it meant having lunch wid her boyfrnd (actually i knew him already.....an old school frnd of mine nd i do like teasing him a lot)...........so all madam decided to say in the middle of the course was "ab to bandi ko dumbo bhi nahi kah sakte......bahut guts aa gaye h....blind date par jo hokar ayi hai"
So can u guess hw much i wanted to beat her rite dere.....
Now tell m wat to do wid friends like these.....
Since i can't live widout either of these "OUTSPOKEN"girls......i guess i'll hav to find some way to get back at dem....Anyone out dere......gonna help me in dis...?????
Thursday, March 12, 2009
hmmm......i guess my last post wasn't allowed d space it required....so only d title showed up.......so here i m again.......trying to justify why "SABSE PEECHE HUM KHADE"..So..let's start....firstly i ws the last of d three of us to e1 gt to knw dat w were starting a blog......i ws sent a formal invitation nd dat too dey accepted by themselves by opening my gmail(i m gonna change my pswrd soon!!!!!) nd obviously none of my opinions were askd....dey e1 decided on my name(BLAH!!!!!!!).....nd again i am d last one to post anything......nd last tym i had wanted to ask Su nt to go gaga over dis title......bt see again 'SABSE PEECHE HUM KHADE'.......nils ne baazi mar li..she has already made fun of dis....
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Valentine's Day - I
It all started when i was g-talking with one of my seniors a day before V-Day. We were chit-chatting, when he told me that he did not have a date to spend the Special evening with. Just for the sake of fun, i suggested the idea of a blind date. He was really excited but at the same time not very optimistic about finding one. So i offered to help him find one...
Later that day, sitting in the Prob-Stat lec, i asked ShatEEE if she wanted to go on a blind date the next day evening... obviously not expecting a "yes". So, after a few seconds of thought when she turned towards me and said,"yes, why not?", i was shocked beyond my wits!
"WHAT??? Really? YOU just said that?"
"Ya... nothing wrong with it? And moreover it's a good opportunity to get to know another person on campus. I could try out something like that!"
"No... nothing wrong with it, but..."
Frankly speaking, i couldn't imagine this happening and i still can't figure out how it actually did.
By the way, let me tell you a few things about the two people concerned...
While i know this senior of mine to be a love-struck puppy and someone who gets along with girls like a house on fire, ShatEEE is exactly the opposite. She hardly gives guys a second thought and is the last person on earth i could think of going out and having dinner with some complete stranger (that too on V-Day evening!)... or atleast that is what i used to think about her and i've got to admit that i have changed my opinion a lot after that day!
Infact i was quite scared that the evening might just turn out to be a big disaster with both of them being highly dissapointed with each other.... I warned both of them about the risks and when they insisted on making things happen, i fixed the time and venue for them.
Next evening, getting both of them to meet was quite a hard job. My senior was terribly late and ShatEEE was furious about it... she wanted to come back! And when he did reach, they couldn't find each other.
I was enjoying their frantic calls though... they were sounding so damn funny! :D
Well... well... they finally met. And the evening... wasn't a disaster afterall. ;)
That's my part of the story... to know about the rest, wait for the next post from ShatEEE.
Later that day, sitting in the Prob-Stat lec, i asked ShatEEE if she wanted to go on a blind date the next day evening... obviously not expecting a "yes". So, after a few seconds of thought when she turned towards me and said,"yes, why not?", i was shocked beyond my wits!
"WHAT??? Really? YOU just said that?"
"Ya... nothing wrong with it? And moreover it's a good opportunity to get to know another person on campus. I could try out something like that!"
"No... nothing wrong with it, but..."
Frankly speaking, i couldn't imagine this happening and i still can't figure out how it actually did.
By the way, let me tell you a few things about the two people concerned...
While i know this senior of mine to be a love-struck puppy and someone who gets along with girls like a house on fire, ShatEEE is exactly the opposite. She hardly gives guys a second thought and is the last person on earth i could think of going out and having dinner with some complete stranger (that too on V-Day evening!)... or atleast that is what i used to think about her and i've got to admit that i have changed my opinion a lot after that day!
Infact i was quite scared that the evening might just turn out to be a big disaster with both of them being highly dissapointed with each other.... I warned both of them about the risks and when they insisted on making things happen, i fixed the time and venue for them.
Next evening, getting both of them to meet was quite a hard job. My senior was terribly late and ShatEEE was furious about it... she wanted to come back! And when he did reach, they couldn't find each other.
I was enjoying their frantic calls though... they were sounding so damn funny! :D
Well... well... they finally met. And the evening... wasn't a disaster afterall. ;)
That's my part of the story... to know about the rest, wait for the next post from ShatEEE.
Phoda!
That was an awesome post by ShatEEE!!!
By the way, for our friends who can't quite make out why it is so awesome... well, our dear Su went gaga over Mr.Phestibhal when she heard him sing this song ... :P
By the way, for our friends who can't quite make out why it is so awesome... well, our dear Su went gaga over Mr.Phestibhal when she heard him sing this song ... :P
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Hello...
Hey people! Just like Su, it's my first blog too. This is my first Holi in Pilani and almost all have gone back home... so... was getting bored and thought of joining Su's blog... and updating stuff...
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Hello world!
Just like when we are learning a new programming language, the first program we write is to print ''Hello world", similarly my 1st blog post says hello to you all.
And just as as I started thinking, about what to write, one of my seniors buzzed me on gtalk and so I couldn't continue. I'll write my first ACTUAL POST sometime in the near future.
:P
And just as as I started thinking, about what to write, one of my seniors buzzed me on gtalk and so I couldn't continue. I'll write my first ACTUAL POST sometime in the near future.
:P
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