Bak**od that I'm

Having atttended achievers' meet at a college, organised by TIME it was expected from me to study sincerely for all this remaining time of Sunday.
I'm sorry to say..but the inspiration has not materialzed till now. I came back having absorbed good enough knowledge and adsorb a few witty lines used by the speaker, who in appearance had a striking resemblance to a combination of one girl who went to IIM-A and another guy, from her batch, with whom I went for IBM off campus.
Once I was back I felt the desire to have something to eat, not out of hunger of course. I ate 2 Maggi, prepared with diligence. I watched TV..did a couple of 'exercise' and every other stuff but study.
I had burrowed the laptop from Nishant sir to start my RC prep. ROFL -Really?! I ask myself as I type this. The answer is YES. I did borrow it for studies. I just happened to check the yahoo mail.then gmail then office email and later facebook without realizing when the 2 mintute browing turned into hours of unproductive activity. When, about 5 minutes ago, it actually struck me to start the prep, I thought I should document the bakchodi events of today and thus I browsed Blogger as well!
I'm feeling sleepy now. I feel I should sleep. It's the best way to make dreams come true.

आज बाई आई है

आज मेरा दिन बन गया
आज बाई आई है
घर सज गया, खाना बन गया
आज बाई आई है
कपडे धुल गए, तह हो गए
आज बाई आई है

आज करीब एक हफ्ते के दुःख के बाद बाई आई और हमारे घर में खुशियों की बहार छा गयी। ना ही कपडे धोने की टेंशन न खाना बनाने की। मैं घर आया तो देखा सब कुछ बदल चुका था। इतनी ख़ुशी है की काफी कुछ लिखने का मन है, लेकिन थकान इतनी की हिम्मत नहीं होती..सुबह ५:३० का उठा हुआ हूँ। कैट जो ना कराये सो थोडा है।
आज क्लास में थोड़ी लग गयी मेरी, कोई competitor मिल गयी है मुझे। दो सवाल ऐसे आये जो मैंने बार बार गलत सोल्व किये। मैं ये सोच के संतुष्ट था की, ठीक है किसी का भी answer नहीं आ रहा है तो question ही फाडू होगा। लेकिन फिर उस बंदी ने मुंह खोला और दोनों answer सही बता दिए। मेरी इतनी फटी सिर्फ उसकी आवाज़ से, उस कांफिडेंस से, की मेरी हिम्मत ही नहीं हुई की उसको पलट के देखूं। खैर ऐसे देखना भी awkward लगता। पूरे रास्ते मैं इसी टेंशन में था, एक बंदी ने क्लास में मेरी supremacy की धज्जियाँ उड़ा दी थी..वो भी quant की क्लास में।

मुझे ऑफिस जाने के लिए आजकल २ ट्रेन बदलनी पड़ती है। सुख के दिन अब ख़त्म होते दिख रहे हैं। वो सुबह की ऑफिस की बस का आराम अब लोकल के धक्कों ने ले लिया है। But it is fun! My office is cool. SEZ में काम करने का अपना ही मज़ा है। बड़ा compound बड़ी बड़ी बिल्डिंग, बीच में हरियाली..awesome..आज मुझे कंप्यूटर भी मिल गया। पिछले २ दिन से मैं सिर्फ किताबो में टाइम काट रहा था..Now I've a PC to work on and I must say some actual work is lined up for months to come.
I'd given ASDA yesterday and as the result says..I've cleared it.

Week# 17

Sitting by the window with a calm breeze over my face surrounded by sound of a passing train and relatively quiter environment (since I live next to CG's plant) I write this post detailing activites of past 48 hours. I feel the need to put the date so as to keep a track..since there will many 48 hours in coming days, I might loose track! It is May 1, 2011 today.
Friday was no 'period' day..it was one of the 3 days of a week on which I can have non veg and drinks. I had eggs, the best I could do on that day and for the pupose of drinking I had KF. I was having a beer after a very very long time and no wonder as soon as I has it I felt the suroor, the effect. It got me slowly and never got any less till I dozed off. Although I tried to convince myself and others a zillion times that beer can't get me high, but it did. What vodka and whiskey failed to do beer did! The friday ended easy. I got off the dinner and went straight to bed. Saturday morning was lazy and late..I got up at 7 then slep again till hunger woke me up again at 11 am.
One cistern was lying dysfunctional since the time I joined this place and its repair was getting postponed since we could do with one. As they day 'necessity is the mother of invention' but it was 'emergency' that triggered the necessity to do some invention about cistern and I repaired it. I'm such an (jugaadu) engineer. I had Maggi+Cereals as my breakfast and I slept again. When I got up I set for CST to get some handy oldies (books) that I was longing to read. The journey was good! Central line have some classic stations - Chinchpokli, Byculla et al. scu typical names! The names make me love this city more. CST's architecture is majestic. I love the building. While searching for the book stores I reached Hutatma Chowk, which I had always wanted to visit and always confused it with some other crossing near Churchgate. It is advisable to visit Fort side whenever one visits Bombay. While enjoying the beauty of the place and with a feeling that I was moving on a wrong path I reached the place where I intended to reach. I bought 5 books..all were a good deal. Later I went to Marine drive, met Cock there. He is to leave Bombay on May 3 after completing his stint at Jamnalal Bajaj. We had some overpriced Pav Bhaji and returned.
Sunday was a early start and I continued an attempt to finish - 'It's not about the bike'..I'm still behind the schedule and a lot I must say. Afternoon was all about sleep and and lunch. Later in the evening, after a long long time Nishant sir and I played gully cricket. I was fun.