Feel ridiculous or feel more ridiculous

He he...nice title Abhishek..Good job man!!

Anyways, enough praises for the moment. I have replied to the official mail, in odd wee hours. I guess I should seriously think of a night shift. I'm good at it now, something in which, I never was. Aha, I forgot the title on which I have to scibble on, bang my head with anything and everything, thinking about the best way to bring out the 'information' in the concealed yet quite 'clear' way. Ohh, I found one. The other day I and my friends had gone shopping, well buying gharelu samaan, at the most heard about, by me at least, the InOrbit mall. And with liberty of speech that I enjoy I must say, THIS MALL SUCKS, apart from 2-3 hot chicks that I spotted and a dozen of milfs whom we spotted. What is so great about it?? Chicks..ohh please, they can be found/seen anywhere, why go to a mall? Anyways, it sucked in my first visit and guess what I wanna be ridiculed more so I'll go there, again, to crosscheck, of course.

And also I've never felt more ridiculous than this time that I'm avoiding posting this blog at the actual time of its creation and delaying the thing to some other day. Ha Ha...just checked if I'm still feeling the same and guess what, still!! yeah still!! the same.

You know, I know that after so much of build up, you must be eager to know Why I'm feeling that way. Well I must tell you now. There is a bloody ass hole living in this world which ditches me every time. When I say everytime I mean EVERYTIME, every seconds that tics.. It's not that I have anything personal. Pleeeeeeeeeeeassssse NO!! but I feel ridiculous over the fact that I fall prey to it every time, inspite of the fact that I'm (intelligent)human being. Ohho...tch tch, you actually see lots of things when you are not seen. Anyways I need to sleep. I'm Working!!

My Salute to all the Martyrs who laid their lives the same day last year. I'm proud of you. My motherland is proud of you, about its natives I can't say.

Jai Hind

Jai Ram ji ki

Bench..Day 1

I have no work..and no interview was there either. Today was perfect day at work. Things wud not be the way they are at the moment, for long time. Anyways, start of the day was usual, I woke up at 7:30, half an hour late than the regular schedule. I had plans to reach to office by 10:30. I had thought of to catch the company bus at 10 but missed it. Late grew into later and I reached by 12:45..had brunch. Initial plan was to go to Elephanta caves today but later Kamal, Praveen and I decided to quit. I went to class, created my CV and uploaded it, check my mail and then fun chit chats happened. I made mockery of myself. I quite 'enjoyed' it. Then there was plan to go Bandra/Colaba/????/????? /????? and all sorts of places. After an initial agreement I backed out. I have reached my place few moments ago.

T.V. deal is not through I guess. We are not getting T.V. this week at least. I'm/was not for it.

Having dinner is becoming more sort of a luck factor. I have lost the count of days since the time I had proper dinner. Pav, samosa, anda, dahi, doodh are becoming requisite items.

Random...

कल्लू नाई के वहां से बाल बनवा के रमेश बड़ा खुश था, उसकी बिरादरी में से वो पहला आदमी था जिसने छोटी जात का होते हुए भी बडे शेहर की बड़ी दूकान में कदम रखा था |

Don't ask me what is this, this line popped in my mind while I was travelling in BEST bus from Ghatkopar to Sakinaka and I felt it's 'worth' putting it here.

Also at times I feel that I have always felt the need of something like twitter. I am actually not a user of this service but this the service I would use in near future. Fabulous...I must say. Let the world know what's ur view. What are you thinking, planning..simply awesome. Bas meri messaging free ho jaye fir dekho tweets flow !!

Good night

до свидания

Bharat Ratna

I will not go lengths to come to the point. I have recommendation for this year's Bharat Ratna award and this person is Mr. P. K. Mishra who has given us (or me at least) legendary songs like urvashi, telephone dhun mein hassne waali etc etc. Classic lyrics man!! awesome(st) I wud say.

And Combination of his lyrics with A.R. Rehman is legendary. This is it about the title.

My life these days is good. It's 2 months being in Mumbai. It was quite enjoyable. Doing things that I either didn't think of or had dreamt of. I had heard that life is quite fast paced here in the economic capital of India. It cud be true for others but I have carved out my niche, my comfort zone. My life is not that busy..I sleep at home, sleep at work, travel by bus, have tiffin food and literally nothing that wud involve some physical activity, apart from 'frequent' nightouts.

I have abandoned morning walk, stopped skipping rope after it broke accidentally, so in turn I cud turn out sluggish sooner than anyone else wud, at least in this city.

Catch ya later

ciao

Good morning..& no Good Night

I'm awake for more than 24 hours now. Actually 24 hrs 17 mins and few secs more..till date.

Last night I did not sleep because Vibhu and I had decided to go to Marine Drive impulselively and we did it and were awake for te whole night walking and taking snaps.

We had decided this thing the other day also and to bring that plan to reality we had walked to Jogeshwari station..which was roughly 5 kms away!! WE could not go that day 'coz we had no money. We had almost (begged)borrowed money for our traveling expenses but dropped the idea and came back home instead. We had decided to go to Marine Drive at 4:30 am the next day..but that decision still needs some action.

Anyhow..coming from flashback to present story. While I was done with the movie "All the Best"and extra heavy dinner at Rajdhani(I had 3 katori of desi ghee + 1 katori ghee and gur) idea to going to Marine Drive popped up. Vibhu disagreed initially then we decided to go to 'our place'. Saala iss baar bhi marine drive raat mein hi pahucha..na samumdar dikha na aasman.Anyways we had gone there to stay awake..which we successfully did.We walked and talked and experienced sleeping on 'footpath'. We walked to Gateway of India looking for hookers (or PWD :D). We took not so obvious zigzag path. Smelled the filth near sea for 4 hours. What we did all the time on reaching Taj Mahal Hotel...I can't tell !! ;) actually I'm failing to recollect..we talked to drivers whose saheb(s) were having dinner at Taj. Vibhu had tea. We clicked few fotos and tym passed. Also Vibhu had his dinner at 3 at BadeMiyan..I had to skip that(dinner).

At 6 subah ho gayi mamu!! We ate cake which Vibhu had received from his home on Diwali. We clicked few fotos, took a taxi to Nariman Point. Cllicked some snaps again and by 8:30 am I reached home. Vibhu has gone to office. We were falling to every corner in local train while travelling...I'm skeptical about kind of work Vibhu will deliver in office. Leave aside High Performance. I'm off to sleep..but usse pehle mujhe kapde dhone hain aur kuch gharelu samaan khareedna hai!!

Ciao..

India tv and the Metro News One

Sitting and preparing for the exam ...isone such time when I am 'creative' as I could be...most of my posts have happened during exam times.
One random thought entered my head while I was going through a book...obviosly test in another 3 hours from now. I had thought of Robin Scherbatsky...and then some chain reaction of thought process happened which utlimately lead to this post. While I type i realize that I do have the habit of circumlocution ;) . So coming straight to the topic..the comparision which is senseless, baseless and less of everythingyou can think of..yet there are differences/similarities.

a) India TV and the Metro news One have nothing to show but crap!!.

b) They boast of babes, as in the news reader. Of course India TV has no match for Robin..the most gorgeous lady of all time(for me Zeta Jones follows the lead of Robin). But India TV 'fans' will definitely agree with me on this.

c) I enjoy seeing both :D , Robin and India TV.

abhi mere paas material nahi hai likhne ko..na hi time hai..3 ghante mein exam hai..iss baar pass hona hai nahi toh 4 samosa pav khana hoga, jo main bilkul nahi khana chahta.

Wish

I have a wish..a wish to see someone in Mumbai..during my stint at Accenture. Who that person is...is a secret. Wait for a while for hints to pour in. I have nothing more to say.

Good night.

Adios.

Mohd. Rafi + Atif Aslam - Sonu Nigam

Congratulations to me and this blog of mine..this is 100th post!!

Gulaabi aankhein jo teri dekhi..what a track..I have heard this song sung by 3 diffrent singers mentioned in the title. Mohd. Rafi is a divine spirit he can/could bring any dead song to life....but as they say nothing is perfect, this song sung by him, I wish, with the same background music been sung by Atif..impact would have been briliant!! ..and WHY AS A FUCKING HABIT, SONU NIGAM tries to emulate Rafi ..everytime I hear former sing..IT'S A HUGE HUGE HUGE DISAPPOINTMENT. I wished he should stop singing..which thank GOD!! he did. This song, if you wish to hear, can be downloaded (illegally) from a site www.songs.pk , a piracy haven. Btw, I had a hearty laughter after I had searched for some songs through this site...they held COPYRIGHTS over songs...what a huge fuck :D

Off to Bangalore..err Bengaluru..the News

Out of the blue..news comes....It's not a scene form any mythological serial where akashwaani happens quite often. A real life incident and from a real IT giant Accenture. I have received an offer to work with them, really, an outre. I had almost lost 500 bucks had I reached on time at TIME. Universe was working to make me reach as late as possible to synchronise the news of joining with registration at TIME. I took a route through Nehru Place and was struck in a huge huge jam. I took a route through Lotus temple and via my school I tried to reach TIME. In front of school tyre got pucntured, not one but two!! Anyhow I dragged bike to a puncture shop. Got punctures fixed, but the mechanic had trouble big time fitting the tyre to its original place.so the activity that should ideally have taken 10 mins took 45 mis. Later I took a trip to Kailash colony market in search of the institute. I took two rounds of the market to find nothing, tried Guneet's cell for the address but could not talk to him. Then with clues from locals I reached the insti. Conversation happened, other staff's phone rang, mine rang, he talked over phone, I too did. Then I was exlpanied about the batched and class timings and benefits I was going to get being an ex student. Suddenly the other person phone rang..while he was talking Anik called..since I was in an 'office' I tried not to take the call but since the person was talking over phone, after a long thought I did answer the phone and I had the NEWS ;) through him. Thanks buds.

I'll be leaving Delhi on 30th..will be homesick..ahh welll...at this moment..I feel NO..dekhi jayegi...and if I do...ye jagah kis liye hai..homesickness waali baat yahan pe aa hi jayegi..filhaal..I'm off to sleep...wahan pata nahi soney ka thikana bhi miley ki nahi :D...good night world!!

I have all new respect for Mr. Jaswant Singh..it could be out of pity,over his expulsion from party he had served for 30 years. But more so it is because of an interview in a show 'Aap ki Adalat' on India TV, the most pathetic yet most entertaining channel in its way, but let's just keep discussion limited to the man of the moment. Questions rather quality of question was as expected pathetic, but some of the questions that were relevant were answered with such wit and clarity that it left no doubts in minds of his accusers. For example:

Rajat Sharma : "Jaswant Singh ji aap pe ilzaam hai ki aap Kandhar mein taliban k aatankwaadi apne jahaz mein chhodne gaye the!!"

Jaswant Singh ji : "Baat toh aapki sahi ki aanatankwaadi talibaan ke the but jahaz mera nahi tha..sarkari tha."

Above statement said with such ease and for that matter the whole interview..I'm impressed. Also during the press conference he held in Shimla that composure of his after hearing a shocking news left me nothing but impressed. I've not read his book..nor am I interested because of prejudices about Jinnah, and I do not want to change my views. Anyhting realted to pakis sucks but their girls ;) .

Anyways Jaswant Singh ji, you might have lost your role in party..rather party itself but you have gained my respect. You Rock!! Kshatriyas Rock!!

16th August, Rain, Us

We met after a long time...say after two years. Some of us are now managers(Parikshit, Deepak), some are engineers(Guneet, Gourav,Abhishek) one is a budding manager(Akhil) and the most talented amonst us Hemant is at what 'super' designation, is, as always a mystery to us. THe evening was as wonderful as it could have been. Drizzle, walk, pakoras at Pari's palces, giggles, swine flu jokes and brief 'noke jhonke' with two dumbass shitheads and 'CC' of course.

Akhil and I went to Pari's place and were welcomed by delicious pakoras. A burp beacuse of cold drink added to the flavor. We walked through Central market to reach to 3C's. In the midway a funny incident happened, while I was busy explaining the story of a movie 'The Notebook' to Parikshit. A sexy girls passed wearing a super short jeans and a roadside vendor selling jeans asked her, "Jeans mein dekh lo madam". The lady looked askance to the vendor and we went ahead laughing over the incident. NO sooner we reached 3C's than drizzle started and we went inside the building. Jadli(Deepak) came in another 15 minutes, followed by Sannu(Gourav) and when Gunto(Guneet) and Hemant came we went to the food court. While we were in lift another incident happened. When we ent inside the lift, it went down and again when it came back to the ground floor, two elephant ass 'snob' boarded the lift.

Senior ass : "Is it going up?"

Gunto: " Obviously" .

Junior ass : "It's not obvious!!"

Gunto : "It is!"

Junior ass : "IT IS NOT!"

Sannu: "Aapko agar neeche jana ho toh lift neeche chalwa dete hain" .

Senior ass : "...!@@@@@@#@!#$@$!@#$#%#$%!% ......." ( I donot remember, she used English)

Gunto: "!@#@$!#%#$^$^$%&^" ........( something in english)

Senior ass: " YOu got into the lift from ground floor"

Gunto : "So you were noticing me" .....A killer I must say...Hats off Gunto bro!! lovely :)

We had reached 2nd floor by then..we came out clapping and praising Gunto for the killer reply.

Then we had another 1.5 hours of chitchat and photo session afterwards.It was a memorable day.

The loss

It was born here, grew up to the age of 4 months and now it is dead. One of the two kitties, one with grayish shade is now dead. Found behind a flower pot, detected by foul smell and the corpse overwhelmed by ants.

When it was small, a newborn he(because of ball bags) along with her sister used to follow their mom with closed eyes, shaking legs and sweetest 'meew' you'll ever here. Within a day or two their eyes opened and in a week or so their legs gained strengnth and they started walking.They used to walk up to the gate in our courtyard accompanying their mom and 'ask' for food. It was awesome, three cats staring at your face, not saying a word. The look always did the trick for them, howsoever hard I shooed them they knew by instict and I knew by habit that I'm going to give them something to eat. They favoured crumbled Krackjack biscuit a lot. 2 weeks later they started savouring bread and milk with their mom. As they grew up they grew naughtier and stronger. their paws had developed and they used it effectively to climb on the couch and chairs. They crawled and sneaked into every corner possible. They fought as hell and soon afterwards used to sleep.

Bro,cousin and I were also part of their gang and used to play with them, we used to throw softball at them and once it hit them, kitties used to chase the rolling ball and try their huntin skills on it. Jumping over it then move aside, taking a sharp turn then again jumping over it, a cautious look around and then again an attack on the still ball, absolute hunt. I had a long rope and once this was struck to either of them, they used to chase the rope grab it with paws and small teeth and when I used to pull the rope towards me, beause of their grip, they were also pulled along and sometimes lifted in air. As soon as I came back from coll, I used to play with them and in case they were found sleeping they were waken up. The yawn...most beautiful, most spectacular and then the look with the sleepy eyes were enuf to forget all the hardships of college( final presentation days were very close then).

As the kitties grew their mom started hunting for pigeons, rats and squirrels and started brining them for her kids. It was tolearted by us 3-4 times but cat didn't get the point and soon the kitties and their mom were shown the exit route. they took shelter in neraby houses and were visible only after a month of their exile.

They both visited our house a week before she was found dead. We noticed their visit by the chirping of a pair of Humming bird which had built a nest in one of the plant. They had grown to a decent size by then, yet smaller to be called as adult cat. They were of course shooed away.

The other 'kitty' visited today and did all the same trciks of hunting in the courtyard and as soon as she meew I could feel in her voice, a search for her brother.

Nostalgia

Rain + Sarina Paris' song 'look at us' + aroma of coffee .. ahh THIS IS THE PLEASURE. Becoming nostalgic is one of the feelings that runs through my whole of the body whenever this combiantion is encoutered. While moving through songs folder I found this long heard song. No sooner I had played it than I felt the 'aderanaline rush', which is quite unusual these days. It rained today and even though the coffee factor was missing, it feels great, the remembrance. Last year this time was both wonderful and awful. This time around it's usual, a routine, boring and enjoyable. I feel like having coffee, I'm going to grab one..see ya later. Btw do listen to the song that I have mentioned earlier..you might(or will) love it.

Also, before I take your leave, nearly around this time lunar eclipse took place and tomorrow world will witness solar eclipse. Moon did some charm, lets see what an illuminant, the Sun, the source of moon's light has in it for me.

Good things that Happened today

A few good things happened today..rather a lot!!

1. I got my report binded today..ultimately..I must say it's looking sexy and got printout ofa classic poster at ridiculously low price.
   
2. I can pay flash file in my code now. [thank you SeaMonkey, who brought the webpage to my sight, which Chrome,IE,Firefox failed to do big tym!!] 
   
3. I didn't have to pay to get my forfeited I-card back. Don't ask me why or how,"What!!" would be ok though.
   
4. I got a dream date(not otherwise), for final year presentation. ;)
   
5. This did not happen today but still it's a fortune, I've 2 panelists for evaluation, one senior lecturer and other Associate Prof. and senior lect. has a reputation of g***d maarne waala, but prof. (higher in designation) is 'impressed'or at least knows me beacause of some NGO work in 6th sem, so I hope,pray,assume that I'll have better grades this tym.
   
6. Also I've found a new source of entertainment, radio, man they play really nice songs late night.

This day didn't pass without a glitch though, I have to submit a CD with code and all, and while writing the CD kuch toh hua and data was not written to CD and I could not submit it and it was last day today. Bhagwaan jaane

Optimism or Chutiyapa

'Critical Mass' for this post was proivded by Cock...na mera na aapka humara cock, dips or deepanshu bansal, while we were having chat. which had gone soemthing like this:

Me- yaar maine abhi tak kuch nahi banaya hai..kuch bhi nahi, na ppt, na report,koi test case nahi aur toh aur code hi nahi kiya..fir bhi pata nahi kyon mujhe lagta hai ki mere grades theek thaak aa jaynege..main optimistic hoon apne grades ko le ke.

Cock- bhai ye optimism nahi chutiyapa hai..kuch na karo aur sab kuch expect karo..kaam kar le bhai nahi toh teri g****d maar li jayegi iss waale viva mein.

Before I elaborate on this chat and after-effects a note of thanks to cock - Bhaiya you made this project possible whatever be the magnitude of it, without your help and brainstorming I would have been showing conncetivity between forms(well I will be showing the same anyway ;) ). Thank you.

Cock has always persuaded me to work on this project..so did Rana(he's been doing it for last 3 years now) but I didn't do it..whatever I did was kind of patches patched up in a patchy way. Had I been doing work sincerely scene would have been dofferent..provided HAD I BEEN DOING. I'm not programmed to program till my processor[ass] gets heated up. Ohh confession coming out at the last of college.Well well well, I'm loosing track here, after those words from cock meri thodi phati..fir maine thoda kaam kiya and I have submissions tomorrow aur meri fir phat rahi hai, this blog is for the same reason. I have to play a flash file in my code and I'mun able to do the same. 

I've farewell too this evening.Apne coll mein farewell bhi hoti hai..bhai maine toh aisa kabhi nahi suna.

Conclusion - They say there is a very fine line between confidence and over confidence. there is even finer between optimism and chutiyapa. I remember a joke that might fit in this situation. Once there was guy who got trapped in between an island. He wished to be rescued by God.So when army came he didnt go, when choppers came by he refused to board, same happened with navy...in the end God appeared and asked him the reaon for not boarding any of the aid to his rescue he had sent. The man said, I wanted to be rescued by you.  God said -- "Abe MAINE hi toh unko bheja tha, ab koi nahi aayega..ja ab yahin mar" . 

see the optimistic chutiya. I hope you didn't like the joke 'coz if you did u r the second person in the world to like it. First of course is typing at the moment.

The King, The Queen and 9 warriors

King- Our very own vice captain of national cricket team, King of Nazafgarh and Multan(Pakistan) and many other places, Mr. Virendra(Virender) Sehwag.

Queen - Of course(viru uses this word often) another dude and star of national team, Gautam Gambhir or Gauti, as his IPL T shirt reads.

Rest 9 warriors are the other team members of Delhi Daredevils, team I follow and expect to win the IPL-2 .

Ever since this IPL started it was expected that the king and the queen will be the main stars in all matches of Delhi, but as I expected they didn't perform. King, like the one in chess knows(has) only one way to play, if he performs we love it and if he doesn't we curse him. Queen on the other hand, again with an analogy to chess has all sorts of brahmastras yet (s)he is not clicking at the moment.

All the victories Delhi has recorded this season is because of the efforts of Dilshan and A B (phoren babas), bowling department also contributed equally. While watching the match it never seemed if 11 players are playing the match. I have always observed King adjusting field after every boundary hit and doing post match chit chat, queen did move 'her feet' across the ground at some occasions though.

Looking at the form of Indian batting line up distributed across all IPL teams, I'm doubtful about the performance at T20 worldcup this year. Will the Indian team, defending champions be shown the exit route the way Rajasthan royals, again defending champions of IPL1 were shown by minnows,the Knight Riders(if i may say) ? 

If delhi can reach semis with 9 lads(mostly phoren babas), India can do the same with '11' which includes the King and the Queen.

Key to Happiness

All thanks to Kushal who brought this material from IIT-Kanpur an also these geeks who gather in California once every year to share the best of the best man's invention, IDEAS. The material I'm talking about is 'TED TALK' , they are the most intereting pieces of lecture delivered on various topics ranging from Science, Literature, staistics, Arts, philosophy and a lot more. I won't take much of readers' time and go straight to the topic 'Key to Happiness'. It might seem ridiculous,but given wide variety of choice and expectations associated with it,  LOW EXPECTATION , 

is key to Happiness. Watch this to learn more. 

Duniya mein mere plans ki chop koi kare na kare main zarur karta hoon, same happened a moment ago, I was thinking about a suitable notebook to jot down my To-Do list for the next ummmm.. 6 months of doing nothing. Notebook I chose is a 'spiral' one and I don't knw in which corner of my home it would be lying, but I'm sure of one thing I'll waste my whole day in search of it and will not find it. In case if I do, by God's grace, notes to be written, will not be followed. Tch tch :)

Good I've taken philosphy as an elective this semester. Atleast I have the terminology for the practices I used to follow(unconciously) and I'm aware of quite a few now.One is here ;) .. It's called foolishness out of laziness, more precisely ennui.

I can see a pattern emerging, do you see it? It's exam tym and 2 post in a day!! I didn't change. Expect a lot more during these 14 days.Ohhh, I must put my exam schdule in case I forget, which I will forget:

18 - Quality Issues (4 pm)

19 - Philosophy (4 Pm)

21- Bio (2 pm)

23 - Matrix (4 pm)

Profile found

Damn this photo locking and other privacy settings, despite presenting paper in Philosophy over ethical issues in Social networking and blabbering about much needed privacy settings, I think they shud not be there, at least not in profiles I would like to visit. Orkut verion A rocked!! 

Lot of Tech talk!!Anyways finding this profile has been the achievement of the day(which has just started). Task A is done, task B is more tedious anD it will require 'brute force algo' to search for the pics. Since the end result is so so beautiful, no amount of pain could justify its greatness. I have put this algo to test and with 100+ profiles visited looking for a snap, i reached a profile where they were in plenty, I hope the same happens here too.

The only problem I see is all of this started very...very late. It's only NOW I see wonders all aound me at the place I had been cursing for nearly 3 years and 200 days (approx.) . Be it PhD. scholars or regular students, where were you guys?? 2 saal pehle paida ho jaate !! khair abhi task B pura karna hai..fir exam bhi toh hai...kal shaam tak nahi pata tha kis subject ka test hai aur ye bhi kal raat ko 11 bajey pata chala ki uss saturday tha and not friday, so I've just a day left for studying,Sunday!! Will I study? I doubt,on sunday? Who studies on SUNDAY? Also when there is uncertainty abt the exam tomo studying is least likely to happen? kaun sa subject ka hai?? fir se bata do..main bhool gaya.

Back.....

It's been a long tym since i have hit this "new post" page...I did it today for a reason, not a great one though. I have a one liner in my mind that i wanted to share, which came after I found a song I love/like (confused!!) . the song - "bloc party - modern love". All my status updates at other places are already filled with some meaningful content . So blog was only option left, also I had to put something this month, so y not my one liners!!

"Sometimes you get what u were lookin' for and sometimes you wait till eternity"

this is not what I had thought of, I forgot in midway, but I had to write something so this be it.



Bakwaaaaaaaas :D

Read this

I found this the other day while checking my emails...I could totally relate to uts content, here it is:

CANCER MAN 
The most sensitive man and the weakest emotional type in all Zodiac. Most Artists are Cancer. Cancer is controlled by the "Moon" and the moon change it's shape daily, so Cancer man's emotional and moods change all the time too. You will confuse with him and yet it is his constantly changes that "Charm" you. He never go to get what he wants directly, but he will wait for a chance and opportunity to do so. Once he gets what he wants, he will not loose it, except if he gets tired of it by himself. 
The most sensitive man who can not stand rejection. He cares what other people feel or think of him. He hates loosing face and he tends to over protected himself, so sometimes people might think he is a cold person. 
Gifted, creative, imaginative, is Cancer. A mystery and complexity play a major role in a life of a Cancer man. He could be very funny, very quiet, suddenly very sad. Living with him could be very unexpected, for you will not know what is his next mood. If you like excitement and surprise, you have the right guy and never have a chance to get bored. 
He thinks of his home as "nest" and it is the safest place for him. If he feels hurt or depress he will stay at home alone quietly. Once he feels better, he will come out of his retreat and lives normally again. Being a looser is not him. 
It is so easy to fall in love with this guy because he is gentle and a very polite guy. His wit and creative mind could win your affection. He will come out from his nest to protect you even if he is not opening himself up to other people much. Not many people will win his heart. His security is only when he has money in his pocket. Once he feels secure then he might think of having a happy family. Even he likes to make and keep money, he is not 
stingy. Spending money is part of his good image, so he will be happy to spent money to take you out to a very expensive restaurant or buy jewelry for you. Certainly when he has money OK. 
He is possessive to everything's that he thinks belong to him. Don't try to talk to another cute guy in front of him; he will get suspicion because he is not very secure or confident in himself for this kind of competition. 
Once you know each other too much, he will start to look for new excitement, but not to worry for he will always think of you. If he thinks you are the true love for him, and you try once to disappear. You will be sure he will come and look for you. 
He is a shy guy, but if he likes you. You can get up in the morning and see that he is in front of your house everyday till you go out with him, a very persistent guy. 
He likes a secure, cheerful and lively woman, confident but at the same time always acts proper and appropriate. He likes a secure woman, but able to adjust to his rapid changes. A very difficult type to find woman indeed. 
In the beginning, you and he will be so sugary sweet together and he will only think of you. This so "super romantic" will not last forever, so don't slip this chance. If you are the one who want his interest, then act and make yourself interesting. Be a supportive person and give him compliment sometimes, but not too much till he thinks you are not sincere. 
Unlike many other Zodiacs, if he is mad then you better get out of that room. He will calm down by himself. Giving him a slight touch on his shoulders or concerned facial _expression are enough. He loves his mother, so try to be his mother favorite, but do not act like his mother! 

Fooled and ruled..

Gone are the times when you were the rulers...it ended with Bahadur Shah Zafar, you had your stint as the rulers, like every community had and now India is secular, but I think this is not so, especially during the polls. Every party is trying to woo the ~20% of the Indian population for their votes, which can be, mosty easily 'purchased' by meagrest offer. I have had enough of the shit heard during the recent polls in Delhi. Man!! all the douche bag, all of'em shouted like a mad dog with a irritating voice and issues like Batla House encounter, Babri Masjid, some construction related issues in the area just because the residents belong to a particular community. Not even one of the issues were related to living condition, education and other basic amenities and even if they (just)mentioned it was in the communal light. Wat the fuck!! I could hear cheerful claps after every pause in the 'venom' spit spree, well they could be(or are, generally) purchased, but the clap count was so large, it seemed that listeners believed in 'shit quanta' thrown to them.
It reminds of the time when encounter in Batla House took place. There was so much unrest in the locality, every now and then a unknown son-of-a-bitch would collect few of his worthless followers and some genius observers like me, he he , and question the whole encounter. I let them have their say, evrybody has freedom of speech here. I also thought speaker ans listerners are as illetrate as ass, so who cares. Next day when I reached to college, there is a guy in my batch who lives in the same area, he was questioning, like every other person in Batla House, "Police should have taken us into confidence, We should have been told what is going on, there is something more than what it looks, reality should come out" , I don't have any problem with the last part but, "We should have been told about the plan" !! really, you want plan? Then you must also ask for the method(style) I used to get your mother, son or why didn't you ask the terrorists, your ladies popped out off their filthy bags and hiding them in their homes, about the plan of bombing Delhi, you did not. The inspector died in the operation 'cleansing-the society' (as I call it) has recieved a national award for the exceptional bravery from prez and still these people are saying, they are the targets!!
A sincere request, do not get blinded by the speeches, howsoever good it may sound to you, you are not going to get the destroyed 'tomb' back, NEVER, all you'll looose is your precious votes. Congress won in Delhi because they did some work for the betterment of Delhi, I have seen it and enjoyed it( I have lost my metro-ginity recently).
Vote for change and not any religious party. Like those of your society there is this 'National' party who gets remimded of the holy sites once there are elections. No communal party can do good to you. Donot create Pakistan in India. One(or two) Pakistan has laready formed with the idea that Muslims can't be ruled by Hindus, see what its condition is today or see any other country in the middle east, either they are dying of huner(African countries), fighting with U.S. or under clouds of war. As I said you had your taste as rulers, but now do what gives you better life and donot get fooled by people who show concerns at the time elections only. We have to fight criminals and also communals.

Jai hind


[V] कृपया mind कीजिये [V]

It could (rather it will ) sound like a cliche but, I should be writing code at his moment, seriously. Just 2 day away from my presentation with not a single letter added to code presented last semster I'm jeopardising my engineering. Whenevr there is internet I'll do also sort of thing but work on my projct. Crying, lamenting or worrying is not the reason I'm writing this piece...I'm truly disgusted with a little surfing I did about Indian history.

The chain, as I remember started with 

Rusell Peters -> Anglo Indian -> Frank Anthony -> India -> Pakistan -> Peshawar -> Swat and I was already filled with enough digust to share some, over this place. One qustion lingering in my mind at this moment is, "Why the fuck, Pakistan had to part?" Yes 'they' do need a seperate place...and seriously that place is not earth. The way 'they' are breeding...ohhh!! God save earth from 'them'.  But that's not the issue. I'm least interested in getting the piece of land back. All I want is HISTORY to be returned to India. Whole region in Pakistan valleys and the tribes, they have most of the remains of ancient India. The memoirs of invasions , the most developed civilisation, buddhism, My God !! everything I love, is there. But ever since these things were 'gifted'  to Pakis, they made mess of it. Look at this page and see yourself, Swat then and now.

I remember when I had first studied the "Indus civilisation" in standard 8th. I was so deeply impressed by the whole thing that I wanted to become archeologist someday and be at the site myself. I had made the best project of my life on Indus civilisation, I did all possible research, looked through books and collected data, pictures and arranged them all in a file which was well decorated. I loved my work..I showed to Suvercha(my classmate) in 9th standard and she took it to her home and I guess never returned it :(  . Looking at the Swat page and Peshawar page brought back those meories and 'aryan' ( the central asian thing) grew in me. It's my history after all....

P.S. : The whole idea is slaughter 'these' bastards and end all problems once and for all,Did I just suggest genocide? Ohh yes I did. Kill 'them'. Selective misanthrope, hmm.

Let the beautiful world be beautiful, as C.V. says "This is the only planet with girls"  ;)

Fundoo Fundas

I was kids once..everybody was, no big deal, huh. When I was in standard 1 I had two fundas..both related to academics. One in Hindi and other in English. First the English funda.

Ques). Why did Shyam climb the tree? ( a sample question)

Answer). Shyam climbed the tree 'coz....

The funda(self derived) was whenevr I saw 'did' in the question, as I had observed, the answer had the verb in the past tense. This was the part I enjoyed a lot, the way things(language) worked. I remember whenevr a question with the 'did + verb' format appeared I enjoyed recalling the past tense of the verb and writng the answer, I was intelligent then.

Same class another story. My father used to pick me up during the exams and on the way back he always used to ask me how did I perform. Once there was this English dictation test, I even remember the score I got, 21/25 . Daddy asked me what all words were given to us and also what spelling I had written. There was this word, 'beautiful' I told him that I wrote some spelling of it and I'm sure I wrote it correctly but he knew I wrote the wrong spelling, just by the way I tried to answer the spelling. I could not fudge that time and I cannot fudge even now.

The Hindi funda. I was really troubled with the questions that contained the word nahi ,for example a question.

Ques). kya shyam ne XXX kaam nahi kiya?

Now I used to get baffled at question like this and always scored zero, no matter whatever way I wrote answers.I'm still confused about 'what was the confusion'?

ohh!! got the point..Confusion cleared. Actually the question was to be answered in one word. So the answer could be either haan/nahi. I used to write the factual answer, I mean, not what the question demanded but what the fact(s) implied, clear?? No, worry not it took me 17 years to realise this. Later I was told by my classmate, Mayuri, a true rote genius (that time) and Rank 1, about tackling question of this sort, I don't know if the advice was of any help.

These were the two fundas, one destructive other constructive. English funda was logically confirmed by Gurleen Ma'am in one of the English classes in standard 11th.

P.S. : I'm actively waiting for the retaliation( or the revenge). Louie is seriously hurt, I want to see the revenge in action.

Another cool funda, "fucking not mess with me" :)

Bhaang 2

I did all sort of activities that a inebriated person does. I wept and laughed at the same time that too in front of my father. I talked like insane, I was in my own world,I laughed like moron. Found out new theories and narrated it to my father. I did not feel any of my limbs..they all grew numb. My eyes became red. I lost control over myself. Getting into this state is fun!! It surely is.

I was against drinking, once. but since yesterday I'm a big fan of it. I had not believed till now that Khalil Gibran wrote a book in this situation..but now I have realised that this is the best possible physical state to write a book.

I was having chat with my cousin and I said the best of the best lines by me till date.

"Sabko peene se chadthi hai, mera toh peene k baad nasha hi utar gaya" . 

I'm happier now.

Bhaang

Bum bum bhole !!

har har mahadev !!

Jai ho bholenath ki !!

Hare rama hare krishna !!

Hare krishna hare ram !!

Maine bhaang pi hai.......Har har mahadev........maine aankhien band ki hui thi..mera sar ghoom gaya !! mazaaaaaaaa aa gaya...ab toh main Holi pe bhi bhaang piyunga !!

ab toh iske liye mujhe kahin bi jana padey !!

Itni peene ka mann nahi tha....but competition hai na,,piney pe mazzzzzboooooor kar deta hai. Mujhe abhi daant bhi pad sakti hai....abhi sota hoon....jaga hoon abhi tak, yahi badi baat hai.

Bum bum bhole !!

har har mahadev !!

Jai ho bholenath ki !!

Hare rama hare krishna !!

Hare krishna hare ram !!

Jai jai shiv shambhu

I have an exam in exactly 12 hours from now, though the subject is philosophy, I should read some theories to write answers of some relevance in exam today!!

I have been surfing internet for 3 hours now, search items basically comprised of "robin sparkles", "cobie smuldrs", " how I met your mother" , over youtube. Few links that I had liked are either downloaded or added to my favorite video list on orkut. I also checked out this page . I wanted to put the quotations there as my status on orkut but most of them are too long to fit in. These are awesome lines. They should be at least read if not followed.

Gemalto, an IT company came to our campus yesterday with the offer of 11 lacs per annum and other benefits extra!! I could not make it through though. This is the first recruitment test that I was not able to crack. I'm disappointed a little.

I think I should sleep now as I have already decided somewhere in my mind that I'm not going to WORK on my project. 'Tis certainly going to ruin me academically, at least by sleeping 'on time' I'll not be ruined biologically(physically).

Good night.

events @ T(w)oday

/* This blog was written 2 days ago !! */

Sitting idle, which I should not be given the workload and the hell lot of extra work that I need to do, I’m watching ‘How I met your mother’ season 1 for the Nth time. This series rocks man!! Sometimes I see myself as Ted sometimes as Marshal and sometimes Barney, but being Barney is less frequent. He is legendary!! Wedding songs are reaching my ears..a wedding ceremony is going on nearby. When I had started to watch an episode, I heard a pretty new song which I don’t remember now, but I had paused the video. My interest in the song was lost pretty soon and then I watched the paused video for 5 minutes at least, thinking, ‘why the video is not playing?’ and expected it to play on its own. Dumb me.

I was followed by a dog this evening while I was on the move. He came from behind and bumped into my thighs. I shook with fear and said a bad word, what was embarrassing is the fact that I was talking on the phone then. I tried to shoo the dog away but he didn’t leave. I soon recognized the dog, he was the same one who used to visit us everyday in the evening and stayed till late at night. He followed DiMi (Daddy and mummy) while they had their evening walk, wagging his tail. He left someday and then I found him at this place. How did I recognize him? It was through a school belt that was there when he used to visit us it was still there fitting tightly though. He has grown stronger and bulkier. I fear dogs a lot, so, despite the fact that he recognized me and I was happy about it, so much so that I wanted to cuddle him, I didn’t do it and shoo it away. He followed me till the time a bitch had spotted him, I was smiling at this and he did see me smiling and I said, “good hai!!”.

My final year project seems a big uncertainty, I could not locate my mentor even, I have visited her like 2-3 times a day and never found her in the cabin but her stole. I want to meet her and I don’t want to meet her. Clear thoughts!!

Louie and Spidy

Today morning I went to a store room which was once my study room. Ever since studying and I parted the room is dedicated to scrap(s) . There were webs all around and a number of subjects, mosquitoes(or Louie). I was troubled by one of the Louies and thus the 'discovery' instinct grew within me. In order to teach the Louie a lesson and satisfy my curiosity on, how a spider hunts, I decide to do an experiment. I tried to guide Louie to Spidy's abode. I blew, waved my hand , curved them in order to take Louie to the web. Whenever Louie reached the place , it kind of played with the web and again flew away. After many many tries it ultimately got 'trapped' in it. As soon as Louie started to struggle to get out of the web Spidy took notice of it and charged towards Louie. Louie too judged the situation well and stopped its struggle. I reckon spiders do have 4 pairs of eyes, but Spidy could not locate Louie when it had stopped moving. Quite exciting!! the struggle of a mosquito. I did wait for a bit but then how long could I have waited. I used a catalyst and waved my hand. In response to sudden flow of air Louie started moving again and in response Spidy also charged towward Louie. I stopped waving and Louie stopped moving, Spidy again lost the track of Louie. It happened 3-4 times and then I got bore of this play and I wanted to witness the hunt. I gave the final blow of air that almost detached the 'trap' from its place. Louie moved and kind of got away, but exausted out of previous attempts it got trapped again. Spidy didn't loose the track this time and got its 'sting' into Louie. Louie became numb instantaneously. Spidy moved away and started dancing, it did !! Moving back and forth at a distance from Louie. Spidy again charged to Louie this time using the special web-making-solution( killer as I call it) to tie legs of Louie all into one. Last time when I had performed the similar experiment the spider tied the legs with the wings of the mosquito. I guess the basic aim is to stop the motion of the insect. So as the Spidy grew a strong hold over Louie by tying legs together it also tied the wings. Death for Louie was inevitable. The sting and the killer had done the trick. Spidy soon wrapped Louie into a cocoon like structure and Louie's mummy was ready and left to the display for any 'visitor', like mummies of many other insects.

Kahani khatam, paisa hazam !!

A.T. & T.

It's not about the computing giant AT & T , it's a tale which has characters A.T. ,  T. , A.S. and of course A.R. (me). Few days prior the Valentine's day, I happened to talk to A.T. and I was asked a very regular question, "Who is your valentine?". I intially started with the denial that there is none but then I thought of a name T. and uttered it. I didn't think of any logic before I said the name but 'reflection' to the incident did give a logic. A.T. knows almost everybody I know except for few people from F.A.P.S. ( Frank Anthony) so T. was the obvious best choice. I used to study in FAPS where T. was my senior, that is all about T. . Since then, the time I said the name T, A.T. has been mocking me asking about my everyday plan with T. and how did I spend special day with T. Since no realtionship with T. exists other than her existence in my friendlist on Orkut,  there is/was no question of spending the day with her.

How did A.S.(s) get into this?? Well he is one of the best buddies I have. A.T.  shared the T. secret with A.S. and wrote a scrap asking about T. of course and asked him to check the T. funda with me.

This guy is a geni-ass(genius), I told him the story, the true one about T. but since he is a geni-ass he wrote a scrap with all his creativity to A.T. . I hope A.T. gets the joke, the first one by me about T. and the other from A.S. .

A.T. as you know, there is NO T. !!!

I'm.....

I'm so very fcuking confused over......,over a lot of stuff, a lot. A few very decisive and others very regular,huh. A week ago I had to face the question of a lifetime and it's not the first time that I had faced this question, what pissed me off was.....AGAIN, the same thing, what the eff !!!

I'm Cancerian..yes I'm and believe me..during hard times 1 thing I take refuge of is Astrology.It's a confidence booster(mind it Ma'am,whose English sucks far more than that of mine) . Hmm..as I look through the astrology chart and do my 'compatiability survey' , results makes me gloomy most of the time. It's already hard in real life to get the love and these star above are making things far more difficult.I'm cancerian world!! the best breed amongst the humans..why aren't things simple for me or if not simple then why are they so comlplex!!

I'm the person who HATES LIES, I HATE LIES,getting it the 'pageant winners' ,the dorks and normal human being if any left(except for few friends I have)!!! Despite of repeating the very fact all I get to hear is lies..the fucking lies and the dumbass liars believe that I'm one such moron who'll believe whatever they say. I didn't get the note tattooed over my forehead or anywhere that "Lie to me" but I did write everywhere on www "DO NOT LIE" but ye world hai na world..yahan do kism k log hotey hain ek jo pyaar se baat maan jaatey hain aur doosre jinko baat samjhaane k liye laat ka istemaal zaruri ho jaata hai, I'm dealing with a lot of people of category 2.

I'm not the master of anybody,not even the advisor..so DO NOT RUN to me for advice,pls I suck at this job.

I had talked to my best man last night...more on this, later.

I regret most of my act regarding the lady love when I had lost her(Everybody is wise after the incident) .True story. But then what's the better way to react to the situation at the instant , it just slips the love ,the tongue and many other things at the crucial moment.SIGH..

I don't know ....lets see,I don't want to loose you.

I'm Indian

I am a proud Indian..ceratinly I am. I inherit every quality that an Indian has..from this great great soil and of course from my parents. Qualities as in..
a) I'm most interested in nailing 'Pakis' 24/7 .
b) I'm generous as 'every' Indian.
c) I love cricket.
d) I'm lazy..as lazy as Indian government that delays everything from:

• Going for a nuclear deal.
• Delay over security issues, basically this is the main idea that is the source of the blog. I had read a newspaper article this morning over construction of road along the border. While China can march to the very border with all their arms and ammunitions through well constructed and connected roads and Indian guys( soldiers I mean) will have to treck the mountains to have a piece of 'assholes'. Situation on the other parts of the border is no different. Hmm.. as my great government has ample time to waste before it surges into action regarding the masses that elect them, I too waste most of the time before i swing into action. Be it the project..whatever semester it doesn't matter, I'm a proud engineer too.ng any work for that matter.

There are many other things that I inherit from India..but my bad bad memory,damn it.

P.S. : The ordering is not according to prefrences..though point number 1 will be always be number 1.