im sittin here....... in a borin room n i wonder!!!!

hey ppl ... sitting here in cold night with just my hands protruding out of this warm fluffy bedsheet, having satiated my appetite somewhat by managing with whatever i could lay my hands on in our fridge at 3 : 30 am in the morning, i wonder....

u see ppl get all these deep thoughts only at these odd hours of night .. (or when u seriously have to prepare for exams n the subject is a boring one !!) ..

what constitutes the essence of love... i mean what makes one person fall in love with another person??
is it pysical beauty?, compatibility ?, having fun together?, having a deep understanding of and respect for the other persons desires n ambitions?, wanting to spend the time together? , craving for their company?

i mean , this all the necessary ingredients for love right? if u find all this in a person is she "the one"?

some one said

"At this moment there are 6,470,818,671 people in the world. Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day. Others are just not facing the truth. Some are evil men, at war with good. And some are good, struggling with evil. Six billion people in the world, six billion souls. And sometimes... all you need is one."

(and this was said in 1990s add a few more zeoes here n there n ull find it perfect even today )

is it enough for love if u just want to be in touch with that person as long as u can? , to wait to hear from them , to think of something witty n amusing to say to them the next time u meet just so that u can impress them?? (sounds kiddish na?)and is it enough if you feel like you wanna let go of all the stupid antics , n kiddish wisecracks just so that the person sees you as some one more mature ?

is it just a crush if it stretches on not for months but years?even when both the persons have changed drastically from what they were , when both have become completely different from the persons they used to have crush on???

and finally is it okay to lay bare all your feelings and emotions ?even when the other person has been a good friend for a loooooong time ?? i mean is there an expiry date for such confession???what if it turns sour??? what if at the end ur left wd nothing? not even the friendship that you cant do without??? and believe me it takes real courage to confess something like that . stronger the feelings , harder it gets...so gals.. next time some one says he has feelings for u .. at the least be sensitive ...

"Losing your heart's desire is tragic, but gaining your heart's desire is all you can wish for. So if that's tragic, then give me tragedy!"

lemme ponder this for now ..
adios :)

goodbyes and farewells

ever seen a moving scene in a movie or a tele drama where the main character goes afar in order to fulfil their destinies ???? in search of themselves ??? to find out what small or big part in this whole wide world they are going to play for the rest of our lives????
well im in such a situation in my life .and so are my friends... just finished my engineering and because of the recession , sitting at home waiting for infosys to give us our joining dates.some of my friends have joined the IT workforce already , some have been thrown into remote corners of india for their training by their core companies,some are eagerly awaiting jd and some are pursuing higher studies abroad..
one of my close friend went away ..
and u know youdve seen in the movies ,how the hero says such nice comforting dialogues when his friend is leaving ,when an era of friendship is coming to an end.
well u cant really say all that nice moving stuff in real life :P.. u really cant .. well there we were, sitting at his home talking about this and that .. the ambience in the room a bit sad n uneasy ...
and i couldn't even say all the best ..
just sorta kept mum n listening to others talk about this n that ..
you feel sad about it and wanna do some thing about it .. but wat?? i guess in the end we just should be happy for them that they are finally moving on to better things in their lives ....
the time for part takings came and i had thought ill say all the best ,do well , we'll miss u , and lots more..
but finally came up with this "bye"
thats it ... just plain "bye"
i was my most silent self that day..
but i guess he understood
some goodbyes are like this silent and strong ...
all the best buddy..
godspeed

engineering.....

guys wat do think is engineering really supposed to do to us?? huh?
its supposed to polish ur science basics n make u an expert of applications in the required field haina???

may be its me but enginering has definitely made me DUMBER!!!!LAZIER !!!! n last but not the least INSOMNIAC!!!!

waddaya say??
sometimes i wonder [all this wonderin stuff only happens durin exam time .. coz thats only time we get to ponder over the deep facets of life n the absolute meaning of our existence [:)], wat happened to that studious consistent n serious guy of 12th.??? i was so serious about studies , grades , keeping up with the class work etc etc etc [ see i dont even remember wat were those]


all we do these days is play warcraft.have chai regularly ,n chit chat about this n that everywhere[ that is in class, labs ,everywhere!]. we ill tell u how it is ..
well..


everytime before i start my semester me and some of my frenz waste considerable amt of time pledgin n resolvin to finish read each day and to not let the the black experiences of past exam repeat..
and here i am thinkin of new new pledges to study each day again and tomorrow is my test..

well this is what happens invariably in all tests..
we get to know that we got test some 6 7 days before
i am all determined to study atleast once before the penultimate day
i fix up some good time to start studying
then somehow i goof it up with sleep or gaming or something not even remotely close to studying
so the penultimate day morning i think i should start studying
by afternoon i gather the syllabus
and sometime in evening i begin my epic journey

i study and study continously(bole to ,i read for 20 mins and take a break for 40 mins..)
here goes the LAZIER part

wen i go back to my home for hols my pop is horrified seeing my biological schedule: 3 am sleep
11 am get up, eat break fast n sleep again .. he constantly keeps reminding me of the bad results of this erratic schedule but as always i somehow manage to go dumb n deaf at the right times [:)]

in hostel, we have our food at 1 am night.. that is the in-campus canteen is open till 2 am.. so we go n stuff oursleves with all the junk we see in the middle of the night ..
n then if we feel hungry again we have the ever open "chamunda"- its a night time dhabe open whole night with superb delicacies like bajji n jalebi n potato flakes anytime of the night ..
ususlly we haunt it at around 4 am .. thats wen the nights coldest n by the time were back we can enjoy the beautiful sunrise wit hmornin joggers[ they must think we're all u know " the good boys", gettin up so early in the morning to have a jog for the breath of fresh air]..hehe so here goes the INSOMNIAC part

finally..
were DUMB maaaan
dunno wat happend to that analytical genius who used to solve all the tough problems in BOSCO all i can do is glance thru the pages of text in some random way .. half hearted ,almost asleep n just puke everything in the exams [considering we only start studying in the last wee hours of the exam , thats pretty cool .. dun u think?????]
ny way

WE are DUMB
WE are LAZY
WE are INSOMNIACS
WE ARE ENGINEERS ...............

test ..kya se kya

well..
everytime before i start my semester me and some of my frenz waste considerable amt of time pledgin n resolvin to finish read each day and to not let the the black experiences of past exam repeat..
and here i am thinkin of new new pledges to study each day again and tomorrow is my test..

well this is what happens invariably in all tests..
we get to know that we got test some 6 7 days before
i am all determined to study atleast once before the penultimate day
i fix up some good time to start studying
then somehow i goof it up with sleep or gaming or something not even remotely close to studying
so the penultimate day morning i think i should start studying
by afternoon i gather the syllabus
and sometime in evening i begin my epic journey

i study and study continously(bole to ,i read for 20 mins and take a break for 40 mins..)

bangalore puna -bus ride or a memorable journey

usually i take trains between blore and surat
but this day i had to take bus as our tickets didnt get confirmed
when in trains the first thing that we do is to go lookin for name list on the door and find out if there is any girls in our compartments what we usually look for is f 16 to 27 and then go actually in to those compartments and check them out.

kaun bata sakta hai? they may be friendly and we can have someone nice to talk through the journey .till now ive gotten lucky only 2ce
once there was a sports meet in blore and the girls were in our compartment
other time we had 2 israelian ladies as co passengers
both were memorable

so.i packed my stuff takin care that it should be light as it was a bus and got ready for a 24 hour bumpy ride.the bus was comfortable and all . with me on right was dhaval and on my left side sitting all by herself was a beautiful girl wearin a bright yellow t-shirt and baggy pants(the comfy choice for a long bus journey).the passage was between us.

before it left blore i called up most of my friends and told them goodbyes and stuff.me n dhaval exchanged what we did in the holidays.all this time i was lookin for n oppurtunity to talk to this gurl.it never came as she was always on phone talikn wid some one in marathi.. so i got my colin forbe novel out and startd readin...movie lagaya bus wale ne an i reluctantly watched sunny deol outsmart as well as outmaneuver a whole 'paltan' of pakistani terrorists..
fianlly at 10 pm we stopped for dinner at a hotel in tumkur.dhaval said " this is the chance da . u must talk to her ".i said " ok. we'll see".

then we went in and spotted her sitting alone a bit uncomfortable maybe at the prospect of eatin alone . as dhaval never takes initiative with girls i went near her table and asked whether she minded us joinin her for dinner. she was grateful for the company .thats when we introduced ourselves and she told that her name and told us that she teaches german and has been doin that for an year,she was goin back to her home after a long stressful half year ..bus me to chalu ho gaya mein.

i find it very easy to make acquintances and even easier to convert them into nice friends in no time. we started chattin and she told me about her job and stuff. we came back to bus and chatted for a long time.. she turned out to be a very interestin and bindaas person. she rode bikes(fiero favourite) ,her office was in leela palace which is a well known place ..thats it ..raat 1 baje tak baat shaat chal raha tha .

from then on at all breaks we got out together had food and refreshments and stuff.by 11 am we were chattin about girls in our college and her friends. at some places we also shopped . she got some solapuris(old styled sandals) and i got a lot of snacks.i never minded the bumpy rides in between as i had a wonderful company..well what can i say the time flew by and soon we entered maharastra and she was supposed to get down at pune..

when we stopped at places in maharastra she started speakin in marathi with waiters and vendors and told me that it was a really good feeling to be able to speak in marathi with ppl after a long time..well near pune there were a lot of ultimately beautiful views of hills and greenery..she pointed to some hills and told abt them .. i didnt get their names but found out that its really easy to climb them and that we can have a hell of a picnic at top if we go with friends..

chalo finally pune came and we said good byes and off she went..
so a 24 hour forgettable bumpy bus ride from blore to surat was converted into a really memorable expierence about which i could write a blog of this length..
u know u get to meet really nice ppl not only in train but also in bus.. so keep travellin....

floods .. jo bhi kahunga sach kahunga sach ke siwa kuch nahi kahunga...

i always used to see big picturesof ppl walkin in knee deep waters , vehicles moving in the waters ,and water in the kitchens and halls of houses splashed over the news papers about once a year. then i'd think ' abe itna hi paani hai to problem kya hai logon ko.. vo doob to nahi rahe haina?'


but abhi pata chala ki knee deep water mein even 1 km chal ne se phat ke haath mein aaj ta hai.yeah, this time i was the one who got to walk across streets in water and got to look like a hero to all my friends back in blore .well i mightve bluffed to many guys that a boat came and rescued us and that we almost drowned in a whirlpool and sometimes (if the audience was innocent(for those to whom ive told this)or stupid(for everyone else) enough )i also brought in a couple of choppers that picked us up wile we were crying for help.all that we did was walk a couple of kilometers in knee deep and sometimes thigh deep water..

all my friends who are crackin therir knuckles and remembering me narrating u any of the heroic deeds above ..well apun ne tum ko maamu banaya....

well this is how it starts. the day before critical condition we go out to look at the places where water has succeded in submerging the basements and had come to about a foot or two high.then we had some fun waddling in water and came backthinkin that were safe as that was about 2 kms away from our hostels.

and the next day when we get up i see out of our window and suddenly i feel im watchin from a window in a first class cabin of a ship.yeah.. our hostel had become a sorta island with 3 feet water surrounding it.

the previous evening we all had got together and started just bakaring as we had nothing else to do.. the electricity had gone. then it got dark and i got a bit scared..uknow i think i can face anything as long as i have power supply and a few friends with me ..but andhere mein with no light , no computers ,no fans and no mobiles(yes even the networks had gone down) phat ti hai baabu..we started feelin a bit tense after some time as we ran out of topics to bakar about..
so i went to other hostel and with some of my friends went to terrace and saw surat at night... water here and there.. and no light anywhere except for the burning chimney of ONGC..we started exchanging ghost stories till late in the night..then i went back and slept..really it got scary sometimes with all the new information of mr.bhoots fvt haunts and his ways of time pass ringing in my head ,alone in my room..

then in the morning all the ground floor guys packed their luggages and kept them in upper floor rooms..

then we got a rumour that the girls hostels have submerged and the girls will come to our hostel.. so we abandoned all plans of leaving and waited for them to come so that we may look as knights in shining armour... but they never came and even we lost our patience and decided to go to station somehow ..

thats when we walked about 2 kms in knee deep water(i can tell u knee deep water in bath tub is one thing and its a totally dft feeling if the whole city looks like ur bath tub) .we took photos of us ,as if someone was drownin or as if we were swimming against a heavy tide in mobile cameras).as soon as we saw road (without water) we all hurrayed and danced and someone even kissed the ground.. thats when we got a sumo went to station and from there we just went to dft places ...

thats it ..
the whole flood expirience without any exaggeration..
this is for u guys but
ill surely tell my grandchildren that a chopper rescued me in flood...
chance pe dance karne ka
haina???

mindless blabbering of me

well i wanted to write something when i opened this site but now im really confused as to what to write....hmmmmmmm.....let me think
shall i tell u all guys as to what the great ck does in his past time(sleeps)
or shall i tell the secret of me getting good marks in exams(copies from yaha vaha-here i follow swami vivekanandas policy "let the knowledge come from all sides")
or shall i illuminate u as to how to patao girls(pssst... i havent done it anytime-or havent really cared to do it , u know it seems so stupid to run around trees in circles with girls or,for that matter with anyone!)

believe(is this spelling right?) me ,i really wanted to right something but i am totally clueless till now and am just boring u guys with paltry thingummies...

hmmmm....
shall i tell something abt aoe....
naahhhhhhh ..u guys will be really bored..
sooooooo......what i feel abt girls.......
ya that seems interesting enough
well here it goes :

those are supposed to be(mind u supposed to be)the fairer sex but i think,they always get the better of any situation,they really can cry(and this is the most irritating and dimak kharabing quality of them as we really dont know what to say or do in such times of catastrophe-i usually just humor it -sometimes it terribly backfires):so these two traits make them sufficiently dangerous atleast not to call them fairer sex.

they really are quite interesting creatures ,i mean i can keep on seeing the pics of heroines for hours without getting reaaally bored (i mean i only do it when i am terribly bored and dont have anything to amuse myself with,like games n stuff).and i also always want to be some sort of hero figure or villian figure or atleast comic figure(suffice to say that i become impossibly unnoticeable) in front of girls...
and that too if the girl in front is attractive i tend to do some stupid things(ask me personally for details)....

umm.....

ill wind up by saying that i really am too confused as to what to finally conclude(u must consider the fact that i ,at first didnt have a topic to write on and also the fact that ..women are supposed to be the most mysterious kind in all movies n stuff)

whatever ,i wanted t owrite something coz i was not getting any sleep and its 5 am now ,still no luck
atleast i hope ki u guys have a nice sleep

see ya guys
bye

the holi day

ab kya bolu bhai
the holi in our colg was awesome as usual
as soon as i got up i saw a few hooligans dancing to their own tunes(we had taken our colg drums)
then i realised that they were all my friends!
so i too just drifted towards them like zombie(as i had just woken up)
then my very very dear favourite T-shirt was torn to pieces and all took a piece of it as sovereign
i too joined in the celebration and took some colors .then we spooted some of our feiends and soon we hunted him down, tore his shirt , applied colors and took a piece of it and rounded it around my head

then we danced our way till main gate, went to staff club then passed in front of girls hostel-they were playing holi and when they saw us half nanga and dancing and with all those twigs and branches ,may be it really scared them and none of them even dared to come near us.

after that we went to h8 ,they had arranged some keechad(kesru) and put a matki very high.
we started pulling each others into keechad and we enjoyed a lot-everyone being totally drenched in mud.after that we formed a human pyramid and tried to break matki 3 times while others were throwin mud at us.finally 4th time we suceeded.theyd arranged some bhaang or somethin(very very dilute FIY ).

well thts all we all came home took some photos and we slept a sound sleep