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 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.

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!!!

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 ??

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.

* sob sob *

Mai sabse katti-katti-katti !

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...

Lazing around

This is ALL that I've done in the past 10 days:

• Made a few greeting cards.
• Read a few Mahabharata stories.
• Cut salad.
• Chatted with random people.
  

Basically, I've been doing nothing, and absolutely nothing.
And as a result, I've grown fat. [:(]

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 ???