If we learn from our mistakes, why aren't I a genius?

The Consult'thing

2011-06-07T23:15:00.001+05:30

After having spent more than 35% of the year interning, Pareto(Mr. 80/20) would be cross with me, if i do not write enough about it. With due credit to a friend of mine who once said : 'Unless you have the courage to make fun of your profession, you would never enjoy it.'

For laymen: The job of consultants in plain English is to compare Apples with Oranges. No wonder they travel back and forth from Shimla to Nagpur. Fondly call them Client Locations. There is less to Consult'thing than borrowing from other industries and countries to facilitate firms to climb the right ladders in a game of you know what.

Again for laymen who question their very existence: A consultant, they say is one who takes away sheep from a shepherd for counting his sheep. The question remains why the shepherd needs a consultant? Can't he count his own sheep? He cannot. A shepherd falls asleep as soon as he starts counting his sheep. Consultants do not. In fact they wake up at 4 in the morning and start out on an expedition to count people's sheep.

There is also a popular view that consultants speak in the air. They sure do. A quarter of their life is spent at 25000 metres above mean sea level. They are the ones who actually use all that useless stuff you report spam from yatra(dot)com and other travel sites. A consultant without a frequent flyer number is like an oil company without a forward. For some of my less geekier friends, both these situations are equivalent to a computer without auto-sleep. Very uneconomical.

Consultants love to sell old wine in new bottle. The older the better. They know the best cures to any problem come from grandmothers book of recipes. Old wine found. Now for a new bottle, just create a D.A.D.I framework. Deploy. Analyse. Develop. Integrate. There you go. A framework that could pull wool over ears of even the most native speakers of hindi.

A consultant without laptop is like fish without water. The laptop search history itself is worth a million pounds. The hard disk is filled with pptx. The mail box is filled with travel details. The trash box is filled with mails from IT department. laptop hang is next only to heart fail.

While making statements, I now ensure that they are equally applicable to shirt button manufacturers, dog kennel painters, rain-water harvesters and precision rocket makers alike (Read Globe). To a great extent, thats how we ensure we are always on the right track. And that is how we handle so many things back to back.

Internship was great. The classic case of - Firm recruits Intern. In Turn it expects power-points. The principal-agent problem. But somehow at the end of it all, I do have a positive answer to learnings from internship. Project mentor ensured work was interesting. Co-interns ensured boredom was at bay. A metallic box of chocolates made up for any glitches. Work place had its fair share of diversity. And I could happily cross off Delhi on the places-yet-to-visit list.

Delhi - The tale of A Fine city

2011-05-16T02:57:00.007+05:30

Delhi is a fine city. You get fined Rs.200 for spitting. However it doesn’t concern me. Seems I can afford it. The concern would be if everyone is able to afford it. The rising personal disposable income.

Adds a friend Visky: There is a fine of Rs. 200/- for smoking in Palika Bazaar and you know you can bargain everything here for 1/10th the price.

Delhi fines you Rs. 500/- for walking on the metro track. That is if you are caught alive. (Otherwise your legal heir receives a sum of Rs. 50,000/-) Considering a metro rail speeds at 100 kmph with a 2 minute frequency, I would be reporting Guinness for beating a bat at what it does best. Fines are no way to treat an aspiring Batman. Totally explains the sorry state of Indian Super-heroes who i believe have to pay hefty entertainment taxes too. To some extent also explains the sorry state of Indian Athletics.

Travelling over the roof attracts a fine of Rs. 50/-. Understood what LCC (Low cost countries) meant in the economics class. All, a bollywood director has to do is buy a smart card worth Rs.50/- each for the cast. Under 5000/- you have a pretty decent action shot/dance sequence as the (nonde)script demands. Totally explains why so many movies now-a-days have Delhi in their name. They all shifted base from the costlier Bombay.

Unauthorised graffiti (Assuming politician’s vote-me campaigns are authorised graffiti) will lead to imprisonment of 6 months. What is easier to get out of this mess. Unauthorised graffiti in a prison cell of course, where you can get away with a fine of Rs. 1000/-(Read Bail)

Gurgaon (Pronounced Grr..gaon) - Another fine city. Named after the Fine layer of dust that settles on your skin after a minute's walk. Buildings are tall and slender in the ratio of a 15 cm scale. In spite of the busy schedules people respect each other a lot here. But not so much to replace the tip of tongue Indian slang 'Teri...' with 'Aap ki...' followed by referrals to female blood relations.

People said public transport was worse than Tusshar kapoor movies prior to shor in the city. But it is so easy to get a lift here. People in Audi, Skoda and Mercedes stop and invite you in. The catch however is that they need a local person to guide them along in the annoyingly confusing roads. Don't worry if you are not a haryanvi. Who doubts as long as you speak Hindi with a sense of temper.

Wake up One fine morning to catch the early bird and the lazy worm. Delhi is so fine before the sunshine - that is before you get an overdose of Vitamin D. The remaining vitamins you easily gather over a voracious meal in Old Delhi. Delhi makes a fine dine. (Btw Gurgaon doesn't)

Fine. I stop the whine. I have no complaints. I am only :) at all the places I visited in my first ever visit to the national capital. Delhi keeps me well engrossed in the 9 week stay otherwise dominated by .xlsx and .pptx. Three more weeks before I can tag an album The Fine Nine.

The 9 month Nemesis

2011-03-26T01:19:00.006+05:30

At wimwi, you live in analogies. If you look at the 9 months you spent as PGP1 and the 9 odd months in gestation, you beat thousands of competitors to be where you are, yet you feel out of place in the womb. Slowly, you settle, the size of the Globe bulges and the pain increases. And then at the end of 9 months, there is something called 'LIFE'. The PGP1 Survivor.

Strange it is how a place changes you faster than the speed at which you adopt it. And hence you are left asking yourself Why after you have done it. This place has Forever:

Changed the way I express my appreciation
Changed the way I consume and prepare Juices
Changed the speed with which I turn the pages
Changed the speed with which I walk on grass and concrete
Changed the way I express my words(Read: Bullet Points)

When I look back I see, some of my most cherished moments have a time stamp of xx:59:59 and some of the most humorous moments had a GPS Location: classroom. Attendance norms ensured it was almost always filled, and like one professor says, it is saturated with knowledge, because only the most talented students enter and when they leave they know nothing. True story.

Time flew really fast. Time flew a full cycle. At about this time last year, done with the interviews, I was busy reading random blogs by seniors about life at iim-x(x is a variable and not a city in the series of newly installed iim's), anxiously waiting for updates on Pagalguy, enjoying x versus y fights, taking advice from biased and unbiased mentors....

And it's almost time to welcome a new batch of Fachhas. On any day, you will be handling no less than a few millions of dollars of company's assets. On some days, you would go speechless, for you would have exhausted all your words in an over-night assignment. On some sundays, all you do is refresh your facebook page. On yet another, you are busy surveying people for a project.

On one No moon day, you might be hell-busy mixing colors to win a Rangoli competition. On yet another, in Prof's words, busy torturing data trying to get it confess something. On some 14th, you might stand embarrassed, with dear friends deciding to play a prank on your crush. On yet another, you might be giving a quiz, unannounced, unconvinced, unsure and unable.

PGP-1 changes your name forever and literally teaches you how to EXCEL. PGP-1 changes the time you sleep, the food you eat and the bare minimums you need. PGP-1 helps you understand your potential. Helps you calculate your modulus of elasticity.(Engineers Read: makes you realize how much you can stretch and yet return back to original state.) PGP1 ensures that every word written on this blog makes sense as you read it.

. . . . . . . . . When I look at my womb for 9 months, I see that the chairs were right there throughout. Every year a few feet sit together. At the end of the year they part ways. Very rarely are twins born. Very rarely are triplets born. Very rarely is life going to be as safe as the womb and as cosy as the room. Very rarely is the same experience relived.

The closest way any to relive them will be to read, like and comment on the incoming fachha's status updates and custom messages as they travel along these 9 wonderful months of Life. :|

Eyes Into Eyes. !!!

2011-03-11T17:58:00.003+05:30

Eyes Into Eyes

Yet to Break the Ice. !!!

Eyes Into Eyes

A Hidden Glance. A Guise. !!!

Eyes Into Eyes

Anxious. Rolling like a Dice. !!!

Eyes Into Eyes

Caught on. Paid the Price. !!!

Eyes Into Eyes

Once Bitten. Shy Twice. !!!

Eyes Into Eyes

Yet they yearn & Rise. !!!

Eyes Into Eyes

Unsure & Shy. They Realize. !!!

Eyes Into Eyes

Broke the Ice. !!!

Number Nostalgic

2011-01-25T01:35:00.000+05:30

There are a few alphabets in everybody's name. There are also a few numbers in everybody's life. Numbers that bind you with memories. Your first room number. Your Dorm number. Your roll number. Your board examination total. Your B'date. Someone special's B'date.

At Wimwi, you are supposed to come prepared to class with Number-Work. NPV, EOQ, Working Capital, Payoff of a Call Option, Demand Forecast, Market Share, P/E - Everything is a number. Everyday you run into numbers - sometimes 3 places past decimal point. They stay in mind till the class ends or your attention ends - whichever is earlier.

There exists a different class of numbers stamped somewhere amongst neurons.

Over a game of bowling, I witnessed a number. 211. 4 Roommates on first day of the college. Each had a different story before we met. And then our stories overlapped. It remained the only room to have all 4 mechanical engineers. Now we live in all 4 directions of the country - Ahmedabad, Delhi, Jamshedpur & Bangalore.

A few months earlier 178 turned out to be net bill of a Big Bazaar Outlet. For very long in my life it was Just another even number. Came July 2005 and it was my identity. Must have written it some 1000 times in 4 years on exam papers, library book issues, event registrations, fee receipts, doodling randomly, etcetera.

19 was just another prime number. It already isn't. A few years down the line, It could turn up in strange ways. The price of a kilogram of tomatoes. An article of constitution. Points scored in one turn of Scrabble. Minimum temperature on a pleasant day. First Innings lead of team India. Group Size of your Workplace. It could touch you anywhere.

Then there are numbers you are sub-consciously conditioned. 3.14, 22/7 can mean only one thing. 273 will mostly remind you zero kelvin. 9 will be the number of planets. 101 will always be Dalmatians. 200 will be Sachin Tendulkar. 12 will be the signs of Zodiac. Inspite of Ophiuchus.

I do not believe in numerology. I don't care what it predicts. It is so open-ended, I could fit in anything that happens to me in it. Truth is you feel about some numbers consciously or sub-consciously. You Catch up on some old friends and memories and your day naturally turns out to be good (or bad).

The Facebook Diary 2010

2011-01-05T23:06:00.000+05:30

So, 2010 died. I knew it for 12 long months. Looking at the facebook over the past year... In a moment injects you with the year gone-by. With due respect to my Dorm name here, Retrospecting Month by Month:

January : Zed hates working on sundays. Zed hates working on any day. Zed hates working. Zed loves working for sponsorship. Any Day. Zed loves Wheels. :)

February : Zed is mad at movie releases. Zed is still valentine hunting two weeks into the month. Zed hates people's horro(r)scope in the news feed.

March : Zed is reading volumes on PagalGuy. Zed watches KCK after a long A-Day interview.

April : Zed hates lack of summer holidays for first time in life. Zed posts 'A' on Apr 26th 2010 at 18:00 hours. Zed is busy replying ThanQ's on his facebook page.

May : Zed is enjoying Taureanism. Zed wishes he had a real WALL with all the scraps on it. Zed realises 'Earn a living' & 'Get a Life' sound similar but are not. Zed resigns. Zed gets his new Cam.

June : Zed gets his Dell'ivered. Zed enters A. Zed updates blog on a sleepless night. Zed enjoys under artificial rain in a leading Indian B-school's campus.

July : Zed is cross at Kathy Engel. Zed learns the power of W(ha)T(i)F Analysis. Zed Witnesses Wetness at Wimwi. Zed is looking for a washing machine REMedial. Zed carries a few coins, a deck of cards and a pair of dice to an open book probability exam so he could experiment even if he cant make out anything.

August : Zed is part of a historic T-riumph and a true EchhadharEE. Zed sets the alarm clock at 6 A.M to go to sleep. Zed played a game of Dumb C where 'Shawshank ka Badla' was guessed as a movie name.

September : Zed is dyslexic now. Zed learns the power & usage of Globe. Zed is knee deep in deadlines gasping for breath. Zed hates the inventor of snooze.

October : Zed identifies himself with Kotler Keller koshy & Zah. Zed cant make out what is LONG and what is SHORT - Be it Financial markets or Goals in Life.

November : Zed is :) in Unnees - The concept on Diwali Day. Zed is part of a week whose result was 378 :D 's. Zed involved in a huge Status Update War. Zed turns Tintin on Facebook Cartoon Week.

December : Zed completes an academic requirement named Leadership. Zed's Dell keeps him warm in winter. Zed has a lot of enemies and is excessively tagged on facebook for no fault of his. Zed turns a Zebra.

2010 : Zed is happy he is part of a Golden Jubilee Celebration of A college and an alumnus of another that is celebrating one in the same year. Zed is happy that a T-shirt design is worn by someone somewhere in campus daily. Zed is happy at the views generated on the college's Golden jubilee Video. Zed is happy at the Laser sized Life show at IIM - A.

Zed is happy that he could witness both Sachin's 200 and Sachin's 50th Test Century.

Zed is happy that he happened to meet a few special people.

Zed is :) Zed is :D Zed is :P Zed is :( Zed is :| Zed is :)

P.S : Zed is happy that he chose to write this blog over what is yet another Assignment.

Young at Heart !!!

2010-12-05T14:24:00.007+05:30

Yesterday, was a field visit day. We witnessed a 100 experiments in Rs.1000/- initiative. Simple experiments to demonstrate simple facts that make you scratch your head. It was fun reliving the good old school days.

At Wimwi, this was not the only day we put ourselves in Class 5 shoes. The last time I played Four Cups (as popularly called in my part of the country) was Standard 5. 12 Years later I happened to play it again. Yes, The same game where you write colors on one side and a secret message on the other. And you get ready to be teased the rest of the day.

With the medium of instruction using management exercises & real cases over long laggard lectures, it is fun to actually be a part of the system. In the past one month we have made close to 2000 boats, 600 jumping frogs, Airplanes and other weird stuff hard to put a name to.

After all, most things that you learn here is something human brain is conditioned from birth with. There are so many things we as kids behaved rather than deciphering why.

When we were young, we played Name Place Animal Thing. The guessing game. Guess the same as the opposite player and you get 5 points. Guess differently and you get 10 points. Weren't we sub-consciously applying Nash Equilibrium (popularly Prisoner's Dilemma) when we actually chose a strategy to maximize our pay-offs.

When your elder brother wanted something, you wanted the same thing. You perhaps knew Operationally Standard product is easy to get over Customized product.

When someone asked us to choose between two options by pointing fingers at us. We playfully caught both fingers and said "Both of Em..." Weren't we actually hedging??

When we made Sand Castles at the beach, wasn't the work a piece of art without any product development analysis? It was purely judgmental.

We were young. We were creative. We didn't fear What is Next. We just couldn't spell the Jargon. Now, we pronounce the jargon. We lost the former. But being young at heart is a choice you can always make.

I started with the field visit. So it is only logical I end with it. This happened to be one of the most beautiful pixels on an eventful day less the long transit time.

Summers in Winter

2010-11-18T21:20:00.006+05:30

Before I came to WIMWI, I was on PagalGuy. I was sure I was going to meet a lot of people who had too strong opinions on too strange topics and if you get the flow right, people whose messages read, "I attempted 57 out of 60 questions. Remaining three questions were wrong. I think the cutoff will be 58 out of 60. The system is so unfair." I did meet some of them.

Summers at Wimwi happen in early winter. Climatically it isn't cold enough. Emotionally very hot and intense. The name is somehow apt. Summers is celebrated with a lot of opinions here. Before entering one of the group-discussions my friend advised me to look up the horoscope. Taurus said that I was going to meet a lot of self-centered people today. Well, it predicted right.

If u observe closely, In any GD, you find the following characters:

1. The Ice-Breaker - His job is pretty similar to the tube-light starter. Chip in when everyone is hesitant, show some leadership and relax for the most part.
2. The know-it-all - Every alternate word spoken in the GD comes out of his throat.
3. The know-it-none - Frequently uses 'Adding to...', 'Building on...', 'Supporting his...',
4. The Tangent Thinker - Wanders away from the original topic by usage of words like "Thinking tangentially', "Radically different", "Looking from a new perspective..."
5. The De-digressor - His job is to chip in with "I think we are digressing from the topic" every 5 minutes.

People who do not believe in Class participation also fight to insert a point. There is always one individual whom everyone hates post the GD.

Interviews in many ways are the reverse of the pre-placement talks by firms. You face questions like "Tell me something about yourself that is not on your resume" and "Why this particular firm". The firms are just taking revenge of their ppt sessions when you asked Why are you here and Tell me something about yourself that is not in your ppt. This said, It is the most student-empowered placement program i have been through.

As the process progresses, facebook updates reach a peak, Usage of :D 's and :) 's. and subtle status messages rise. You find African nation 'Congo' in the trending topics. Perhaps due to excessive usage of abbreviated Congratulations. There are always comparisons. There are some backbites. There are some frontbites. Fortunately it isnt cold enough for a frost bite.

But there are things that bind us more than just placements. At the end of cluster 1, when a DayZee wimwian was asked, "Hey, Did you get placed?", the reply comes, "No, We aren't."
That is how we define 'You' and that is what defines us as a batch.

The Golden jubilee Batch - Wimwi 2010-2012 !!!

It comes once in 50 years and never again. You have to be a part of it to experience it.

The pursuit of HappEness

2010-11-05T08:18:00.006+05:30

Some people blog just because they have it on their resume. Some others to express. Yet others to impress. The reasons do not matter. The blog does. And I decide to resume something that i classify as interests on my resume.

Life at Wimwi is cruelly awesome. For Cat Aspirants who assume we are all nerds wearing spectacles 5 diopters deep, Good news : The batch average goes less than 1 diopter deep. Pretty much in the reach right. Not the best of analogies but all the best for CAT 2010.

Life at Wimwi is gruelly awesome. You get to see the early bird catching the worm daily. Literally. Once you witness it you go safely to sleep. And then you wake up before the bird digests the worm.

Today, one such morning, I happened to witness this.And then I realized the importance of having a camera ready at hand. :)

More importantly i realized what I wanted to be. Deep down I am still a boy who likes to stare at a speeding airplane till it disappears in thin air(Literally). I am still the one who likes to throw water from the terrace and hear the sound as it taps the ground. Still the one who loves the distinct smell in the air after it rains, still the one who loves to experiment with the size and shape of shadows in the dark, still the one who loves reading old letters from friends & relatives ...

Somewhere in the rush you stop realizing it. The little things that make you happy.

Its festival time and a great opportunity to revisit old friends. Friends are like bank accounts. There is a savings account. There is a current account. You spend the whole life with your current account. You peak in to the savings account sometimes. Life goes on with the current account. All good memories are etched with the savings account.I have decided to send these memories (read photos) as part of an individual level 'Is diwali Aap Kisko Khush kar rahe ho' campaign.

The pursuit of HappEness is more than just a phrase. And there is more than one reason for the 'E' in HappEness.

First view of IIM - A

2010-06-19T02:34:00.007+05:30

Finally after a 36 hour long journey I had my first step in IIM - A. Only to see that the college is full of steps. Perhaps it has its own way to teach u things. Life is full of steps. Lets leave philosophy here. The next important thing you will notice is brick. Like someone said that this college was built brick by brick by the people who happened to study here. The next amazing thing is you are lost. Yes, you are. You feel like a rookie on Counter Strike and to top it, the lift here has an G, A and B point instead of 1 and 2. You enter in one direction and exit in the other. Large diametric holes seem to be result of a grenade attack. But will soon realise that its no lesser architects marvel.

As historical as the moment seems they allotted me a number which read '1943'. The best thing i can co-relate myself with 1943 is that I am in WIMWI and 1943 was the time of WWII. Alas !! No other historically significant event i can think of without using google. The previous occupant of this room was a ghajini of sorts from the scribblings on the wood to remind him of things that one might forget after 15 minutes of loosing oneself completely in the awesome campus. Inspired from 3 idiots a 'mm' comes into your room. It becomes clear that he knows the place in and out. Perhaps the one stop shop for all your hostel needs.

One thing u realise very soon here is that your existing GSM/CDMA provider is running deep debt under roaming and you go looking for advice for a new connection. Here everyone has an offer for you. Uninor says that it gives 5% to 60% discount based on which tree you are standing under. tata docomo says that you will be charged on nano-second pulse. Idea gives easy connections as it wont take applications this time to save paper of course. virgin mobile trying to compete in saving paper is not even willing to provide recharge vouchers. Reliance thinks a picture speaks a thousand words and has life-sized hrithik posing with a flute. Sad story there is no ready pick. Students are on the look out of an operator who gives discount proportional to their cat percentiles. Alas.

A few other trivial and unimportant things to notice. The tissues you use inside the campus are themselves branded. They bear the logo and are branded for life. Yes, until they reach the 'Use Me'. The trees here are etched with their own scientific name, perhaps to entice the few of those non-engineer non-commerce people who somehow make it here. Magnifera Indica and Azadirachta Indica included. The college is mainly inhabited by three creatures. The homosapiens, avians and the canines. They bark at the CAT'S that come in but soon make friends. Avians however love being photographed and appeearing in subsequent college brochures. Homo sapiens are the ones that buy SIM cards and implement great ideas. For instance using solar panels to capture energy. A great idea to a place that is generally very hot by the grace of god. And to go green further you have a special place called 'Joos'. And it sells the same things it pronounces. But all organic fresh and healthy. If appy fizz and grappo fizz are 'Two cool drinks to hangout with', Joos is 'Too many cool drinks to hang out with.' Also the best bet in a dry state. Calling it a dry state would be a misnomer. It actually is pretty humid. And locationally the power to follow a time zone of its own. People coming from other side of the subcontinent do not find it easy tracking time just by having a look at the sun. Unlike their territory the moon comes out much before it is dark.

Finishing a post needs a power statement and I have none at my disposal. So i guess this post is going to have a sequel.

The serial Twitter !!!

2010-06-05T00:22:00.002+05:30

Women have this extra ordinary capacity to take in minute details of as many as 10 clients in a single day. The capacity to lend an ear to each one of them and give focused attention while not neglecting any household work surprises me. And the fact that they attend these clients between 7 pm and 11:30 pm is incomparable. Okay..Yes, It's about the daily sops. But I tell you this is no mean feat.

I was just wondering how an advanced serial addict would use her twitter account :

7:12 pm - Kanika ropes in experienced truck driver to kill her husband's ex-love.
7:47 pm - Thakur banishes his son for falling in love with a BPL(Below poverty line) girl.
8:13 pm - Manav divorces archana to save his friend's brother's cousin in law's marriage.
8:37 pm - Laali bribes doctor who forgot to take the hippocratic oath to produce a false pregnancy report.
9:04 pm - Abha turns out to be an akhand saubhagyavati. (Beyond my English)
9:49 pm - Shashtriji curses vaishali for mixing poison in her mother in law's milk.
10:21 pm - Mukhiyaji locks up his daughter in the room for reasons to be declared soon.
10:42 pm - mihir supposedly killed for the last 2 seasons returns as a memory lost fisherman
11:17 pm - Anandi's lighted candle(Read 'diya') which signified the life of her husband was put off due to heavy wind and a possible danger to his life.
11:35 pm - There is so much of evil in this world. Let us sleep ourselves to peace. R.I.P to all the serial victims who lost their lives today. Good bye Tweepalikas !!

Like someone said - Anyone who disturbs midway through the serial is called a serial killer !!!

P.S : This post is not to be generalised. Negative Assumptions are not to be made. Strictly for Fun (Read Truth !!!)

Scratch to Staunch !!!

2010-05-20T06:56:00.000+05:30

Post school when we parted we had Slam Books. Yes, Those colourful diaries with questions from favorite toilet soap to darkest unrevealed secret used to be circulated among friends. Their birthdays, contact numbers, favorite cuisines, first crushes all safely stored.

Post Grad when we parted we had diaries. Real diaries. Pages of White. No questions just feelings. Long testimonials written in the form of 'How i met my best friend' unending hate for the mess food and love for maggi and the CS and the AOE and the mass bunks and the mass drunks and the etc; Just feelings. All material data stored safely on orkut & facebook and the etc;

When i joined work though, I never thought that anything even similar could be experienced. The long process of making friends. From Scratch to Staunch !!! I never thought close friends could be made at this stage of life. It seems close friends can be made at any stage of life. And beyond a particular stage you do not need slam books or diaries or orkut or facebook or etc to store them. You just do.

Now leaving on another journey, from east to the west (No, I am not going abroad), towards another stage of life, towards another long process of making friends. From Scratch to Staunch !!! Knowing names. Knowing hometowns, grad colleges, work places, making fun of it, coining nick-names, knowing each others strengths and weaknesses, pursuing hobbies, discussing nonsense, playing pranks, gossiping, interlinking,... and on and on and on... !!!

CAT 2009 Analysis for Pests

2009-12-07T11:30:00.006+05:30

There has been a lot of hunky dory on CAT, the mouse and its effects. Mr.Chidiya (Name changed) has come up with some real cool tools for CAT aspirants:

1. Who said cheat codes do not work. Click XYZSPOON on your keyboard and your timer will rises up very rapidly. Since time shown is the 'time left' therefore it is good to have your time increasing.

2. Who said water was not allowed. You just had to type 'WATER PLEASE' and Aloha 100 units of water are allotted which is indicated at the top left corner of the screen. And what is more - you can have food, wood, gold and stone too by the same proces. Everything is allowed.

3. You can always refresh the timer by pressing F5.

4. You can always dismiss a question by reporting it spam and you wouldnt have to play such difficult levels again.

5. Cellphones are not allowed inside but yeah you can always log on to indyarocks.com. Complaints that players who already had an indyarocks account had an unfair advantage over those who did nt because it took a good amount of time to register.

Mr. Chideeya (Name changed twice to maintain anonymity) also claimed that the game had been very good to him coz it gave him an unfair advantage over others in aspects like:

1. Due to capacity constraint some had to do with camlin pencils and some apsara and those who got the former benefitted due to extra long nib life. However it had a free eraser (and free things suck), so you couldnt rub anything. but that was manageable.

2. While some got A4 sheets for rough work, some got A3.9 sheets which left them with approximately 1.2 cm2 less paper to work upon.

3. Some candidates who had strong vitamin A content prior to the game - i hope you get it. Claims are on that in the biometric check prior to the game should even gauge vitamin A quotient and subsequently scores normalised. (Candidates of Bengali domicile whose staple food is fish, the most important source of vitamin A will automatically see 10 marks deducted from their net score. Other coastal region students will also witness 5-10 marks deduction depending on the topography and fish price index)

4. Candidates in second slot also had an unfair advantage of vitamin - D and NIN, hyderabad is working out on a formula to normalise slot 1 and slot 2 points/scores. (However CAT convener dismissed all claims regarding the effect of vitamin D on performance as false.)

Some more news from prometric regarding steps to be introduced next year:

1. Taking into consideration the different physical levels of candidates, they have to come to the test locations 5 hours prior to the test where the candidates will be verified and then fed so that their protien/vitamin/mineral content are equal before going into the exam. (Coaching institutes are already claiming that they are geared up for this new version and would hire dieticians to boost their students performance.)

2. However no normalisation would take place between those who pray to God more ferverntly than others because 'Right to religion and expression' are alreasy present in fundamental rights of india. However foreign nationals applying have to go through a 'What percent do you believe in GOD' test on facebook and submit the results with the url duly attested by MD, facebook india.

3. However there is no returning to the paper-pencil format as amount of paper that comes into usage has drastically reduced. Only pencils are used for working on rough sheets given in any slot. They will be taken back and rubbed using an eraser and will be recycled in the subsequent slot thereby minimising wastage further. (Candidates can apply for the post of 'Chief Rough sheet rubber' on or before CAT 2010 and they will be compensated in the grade 8000 - 12000 depending on prior experience).

Well, Thats CAT 2009 - Analysis discussions for pessimists out there. You get a chance and you critify(good word) anything. Unless you breach non-disclosure agreement how do you even know that questions repeat or get copied. Personally i think it is a step forward and everything should go much smoother next year.

A decade ago !!!

2009-10-03T01:03:00.002+05:30

Well, I saw this old Complan Ad of Shahid Kapoor and Ayesha Takia on Youtube at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t-fysFHfBYM and couldn't stop wondering how big actually i have grown.

So, I decided that I'd make my own list for all of us, who are now in early twenty's and our childhood spent in India, This must be true for most of us:

1. Unlike our younger siblings, we have seen a sparrow and have chased squirrels
2. It was mandatory to buy tinkle digest at railway stations
3. There was conflict on whether mercury or pluto was the smallest planet.
4. 50% of our grandparents always fought with the other 50% (grandma Vs grandpa)
5. We have seen a million distinct coconut trees (More so for Southern India)

6. Udit narayan sang the majority of songs but sonu nigam was the hot favorite.
7. Our grandfathers had newspaper cuttings of 1960's and 1970's.
8. Sales of babool gum and boomer were due to the free tattoos that came along.
9. Essel world was the place to go.
10. Veerappan - We know who he is and what he is

11. We know what Asian sky shop is
12. There was infinite stock of nebasulf powder at home to spray on our wounds.
13. Mangoes came not in multiples of 13 but in multiples of 50.
14. Akshay kumar was someone who could do only action movies like perhaps sunil shetty and sunny deol.
15. NRI's(primarily from US, Dubai and sharjah and sometimes singapore) who came to visit our house had to bring chocolates.

16. Only half of these foreign chocolates were tasty enough to eat.
17. Unlike daily sops we had to wait one whole week to watch our favorite program.
18. William shakespeare ruled the English text books.
19. An imaginary tooth fairy came to pick our broken milk teeth.
20. Election day was a welcome holiday not on the calendar.

21. We had some really insane Michael Jackson Fans as friends.
22. Shahrukh khan movies were watched atleast twice.
23. The pink candy at exhibitions and fairs was the tastiest thing on earth.
24. We somehow did not like mahatma gandhi over other freedom fighters
25. However we were surprised that our social teacher gave him so much credit.

26. We would run to the terrace as soon as we hear a helicopter/aeroplane engine chugging.
27. We loved and feared the view atop the giant wheel.
28. Amitabh Bachan still did lead roles for films.
29. Cricket matches were held in sharjah also.
30. We were prohibited from climbing a ladder for fear we would fall.

31. We did climb the ladder atleast once.
32. We started experimenting our signature we hoped to use when we grew up.
33. If Amrish Puri is in a movie then he is the villain.
34. It was mandatory to be awake until midnight for newyear.
35. Cartoon network rocked. Tom and jerry Rocked.

36. We wished we had alladin's genie and magic carpet kaleen.
37. Our first spinach lunch was after we watched the popeye show.
38. Mowgli and his jungle was mandatory every sundays.
39. We played WWF cards atleast once.
40. April Fool was done by showing a lizard which wasnt there.

41. Fathers were allowed to go only to 'The Office' without taking us children.
42. We waved at the trains at the rail-road crossing.
43. A 5 story building could easily be the tallest edifice in our town.
44. Aishwarya Rai made us proud when she became the miss world.
45. We knew how to make boats and aeroplanes with paper.

46. The school principal was someone to be afraid of.
47. Newton was the jack of all trades - Science , social , maths What not..
48. Goats were real cute creatures to feed.
49. Shankar dayal sharma was answers to one of the G.K.Questions.
50. Finding a 25 paise coin on the road was also profitable.

51. Empty tooth paste boxes and broken bangles were also things to play with.
52. We know the rules of kabaddi and kho-kho.
53. S.Radhakrishnan was a hero on teachers day.
54. We had our own collectin of hotwheels/barbie dolls.
55. We hated to share this collection with other kids.

56. People came form nowhere and pulled our cheeks and asked if we remembered them.
57. The number of ambassador cars were countless.
58. The way to choose who played first was In-pin Safety pin.
59. Penguins and Zebra's were fascinating but never found in a zoo.
60. Arabian sea, Bay of Bengal and the Indian ocean all seemed the same.

61. Spotting France on the world political map was an achievement.
62. Knowing more than 100 country capitals stood us a marvel.
63. Identifying these country flags too and we were a child prodigy.
64. There was a bottle of rasna at home always.
65. Titanic/Jurassic park was the first English movie we saw.

66. It was fun to read station names from a speeding train.
67. If Pickles were not home-made they were 'PRIYA Pickles'
68. The only way to drive away mosquitoes were good night mats.
69. We have seen movie posters on stick-no-bill signs.
70. Oxygen was indeed 21% of the composition of the air.

71. Photosynthesis was the longest word in English
72. School bus was the longest way to reach the house.
73. Popcorns in theaters and eclairs in groceries were mandatory.
74. Hibiscus was a flower that every neighbour grew.
75. DD National was full of programs starting with 'S' - Shanti, swabhiman, Saboot, Shaktiman and even NEWS was Samachar...

This list is endless. I bet there are lots more....

How to Leave ??

2009-09-27T00:20:00.000+05:30

When you start working, you will realise that 'A leave' is something that becomes as precious a commodity as water & electricity. Use very sparingly. And when you really need to have one, there are fewer than a few ways of getting them without any tricks.

#1 Donate Blood -
What you do - Sell blood to get a leave
Advantage - You get points for Social Responsibility
Disadvantage - You loose good amount of blood.

For those who are too afraid to be pierced with a needle, I'm sorry, Science is yet to find a method of transferring blood via BLUETOOTH.

#2 Fall Sick -
What you do - Pretend to fall sick
Advantage - You get free medicines out of company cost
Disadvantage - You could actually be fired for lying(if caught)

For those who are too naive to lie, Act fast before science finds it way into corporate houses, you could be caught lying on the phone through voice modulations.

#3 Have a baby
What you do - You know !!!
Advantage - (Optional) You get married.
Disadvantage - Works only for women.

Again a word of caution before trying this : Cross-check the family details your HR has and give at least one year gap between two consecutive such leaves.

#4 Get IOW(Injury on work)
What you do - Wait for a 5000 ton press to 'Nearly' fall on you/ 'Nearly' suck yourself in the compressor fan/ 'Nearly' manage the metal chips to cut you through/ etc etc;
Advantage - Straightforward - you can enjoy a leave of as long as a month
Disadvantage - You can do nothing much on a hospital bed, can you?

Again here, Not taking the word 'Nearly' seriously could prove to be Fatal.

Anybody has better ways of having a leave please do communicate.

Online Cat - Suggestions !!

2009-07-23T15:06:00.004+05:30

Well, this is an open letter to T.I.M.E , the pioneer in CAT coaching to resolve some of the issues bothering its students. Hope it catches the right eye :|

To
TIME,
Across India

There are certain issues many CAT aspirants have been discussing of late and there are some things that we are very unsatisfied with. The first and foremost being the large test window for writing the AIMCATS. Unlike the paper-pencil format where we had the option of re-doing the questions/ attempting the unsolved ones once back home, in the online format there is an alienation for almost 10 days. Even a test window of 7 days seems very long. When finally the paper was released after the test window what we find is that the questions and answers are provided together. I believe you too would know there is vital difference between solving a question whose answer you do not know and whose answer is clearly visible. And add to it the adoptation of online AIMCAT by various centres across INDIA - with the staff themselves not completely trained for the online version-, aspirants are very cross. The infrastructure leaves a lot to be desired.

However We believe that shifting from paper-pencil to online mode in such a short span is very difficult and TIME has been very generous in its decision not to burden the student with an increase in fees. The approach to online CAT itself is very satisfactory. We belive everything cant be gained and we have to make a few compromises or rather take time to adopt for online version but there are a few things we would like you to think upon and make the process of exam more benifitable.

For example, it is very difficult to provide very good infrastructure to each test centre for online CAT but providing a very sound software can easlily be done.

Atleast the attempted questions should be saved every 1 minute. The current pulse seems to be 15 minutes. We dont attempt more than one or two questions in a minute. The Timer should be such that if power fails and one has to relogin, the time should continue from the exact second.

The question paper (without solutions) after the exam should be available on the student home page of those who have given the test and in such a way that there is no provision of copying it to the computer. There still are ways to copy it by using external sources but not everybody knows these.

The net score of each individual should be given at the end of test with no mention of sectional rights and wrongs. The student if he desires can look at the questions and figure it out himself where he has gone right/wrong. (This will improve the reasoning skills of students too...)

Provision should be made for writing the non-invigilated online aimcats at respective test centres for those who feel they cant get the exam environment at home. It is possible there will be interruptions at home from curious siblings or a post man at the door.

If TIME is afraid releasing the question paper just after the exam will give way for misuse, it should remember that no honest-aspirant of CAT will try to know the paper beforehand and attempt. And with respect to dishonest takers, TIME need not worry as they serve them no purpose. The only thing that can deviate is the ALL-India Ranking which i think one can compromise for an instant score card.

One more thing is that both aimcats 1017 and 1016 are not allowed for those who enrolled only for the test series. I think for most of us who are giving CAT for the second time it is both economically and strategically feasible only to enroll for the test series. So, why is it that two consecutive aimcats are not allowed. But perhaps TIME has something in mind when it has taken this decision and is not of as much importance when compared with the earlier problems we put forth.

All of us (mostly previous students of TIME) still believe TIME is the best for CAT coaching. One should never curse the driver of the vehicle one is travelling in. So we hope TIME rectifies these little things for the sake of it's own standards that it has set over the past few years.

Thanking you,
Yours Sincerely,
CAT Aspirants

P.S : The problems i put forth largely might seem from those who are giving the CAT for the second/third time as they compare it with the paper-pencil format that has from long existed but these little things will be of valuable use for the first timers of CAT also. Morever among those who get iim calls the percentage of repeaters is higher than the first timers.

Room Excavation !!!

2009-05-03T01:15:00.005+05:30

It is sad but you have to pack your things and go back. And when you start this final packing, you will unravel lots of interesting things that sat in the corner of your room till today. You look at them and listen to each of its stories while slowly packing.

1. A Doctor prescription dated 14th november 2007 that gave me spectacles for the first time and for life.

2. Two Citi residency discount coupons whose validity was over in August 2008.

3. A birthday card from Uday given 2 months after my bday and which read :

Some B'day cards are flowery and frilly,
Some B'day cards are goofy adn silly,
Some B'day cards are cold and sedate,
And some B'day cards like this one are,
.
.
.
Late !!!

4. Autumn 07 edition of Deja Vu- college's newsletter and My Article in it.

5. 'One love' song lyrics which i gave my junior to write during ragging.

6. A 40 page CAD-CAM assignment that took a whole day to write back then.

7. A ninth class computer text book i brought here to learn html which i never did. And also a logarithmic tables book.

8. A college letter that ordered us to refrain from ragging and get a signed letter from parents supporitng it. All of us forged it. No one will travel/courier 1500 kms to get a piece of letter signed.

9. The first question paper i set as part of Maths N Tech club, set of 30 questions to solve in 30 minutes.

10. A january 2006 calendar of events, that month I dont know why but i recorded everything, prominent of which are

Jan 15 - Gulti family rejoins after winter
Jan 21 - the first real session of ragging (which meant seniors beat you)
Jan 25 - Seniors asked me to propose shruti coz she was a telugu speaking girl
Jan 28 - Session got cancelled luckily.

There are a lot more things to look at and smile and upon.... Life always gives you memories. They dont come with pictures. They come with real things that you can touch and reminisce.

Final words !!!

2009-04-28T22:59:00.005+05:30

This post is all about ME ... ME - Mechanical Engineering

It's good when things come to you when you least expect it. The departmental farewell was something that came so.

There were highs and lows in Dept of Mechanical Engineering and both were memorable. We gave two grand viva's that showed our real calibre. We were cross questioned by Professors on things we had no idea upon. We were dipped into CATIA when we least wanted to.(But this was of great help...). We just managed to get out alive from the Electrical machines laboratory. We sold 'Chededeen' to our professors. We minted marks for nothing. We were fined 25,000 /- rupees for NOT breaking a vernier height gauge. (It was cancelled after a month luckily...).We manipulated values of the Standard Units to get answers. Things like Simply Supported Beam and methods like Simplex Method were too complex for us. We painted our drawing sheets instead of Engineering drawing. We gave seminar's on each other's topics and project on senior's topics. But we were very decent. We didn't give mis-calls to the very professor who was teaching us in the class. We din't fling chalk pieces at them. We didn't comment them in their presence. :D

On the occasion of Farewell, I would like to record words of our professors in their final address to us:

Prof. I. Basak : Points at the banner behind that reads 'FAREWELL' and says " FARE WELL IN YOUR LIFE"

Prof.B.Halder : A chicken needs to come out of its shell to grow. But it should not forget the shell because it was what provided witht the initial nutrients for its growth. Never forget this shell - NIT Durgapur.

Prof. A.K. Pramanik : I taught you thermodynamics and it is my habit to deal with ideal processes and ideal cycles. You have been in such a state till now. You are going to go out of the ideal case into the real world. All the best.

Prof. N.Hui : Do not continue your future the same way you read Air conditioning and refrigeration (The toughest subject of ME), You need to control your life properly. And every time in life try to optimize and achieve maximum efficiency.(He teaches Control systems and operation research)

Prof. N.Banerjee : I will tell you a story. There was once a stone statue carver. He was selling his statues while a passer by asked him about another statue that was kept at the back of the stack. The carver said that it has a small hole and is defective. The man said that It wouldn't matter because when this was mounted at a height of 30-40 metres it wouldnt matter. No one would know its defective. The man said " I would know that it was defective." Similarly only the college and the professors know whatever defect is in you. Outside this world no one knows you. You are just 2k9 Mechanical Pass out. Use this oppurtunity to prove yourself inspite of what you were in the college.

Prof. A.K.Saha : The 2k5-2k9 batch rocked. It was a batch that took a lot of initiatives and that achieved a lot.

Prof.A.Layek : All the best for your future.

Don't know when the whole batch will meet again. It might not be long for there is a convocation. Hope we all make it and share our 5 month Real life Experiences.......

A Rupee's story !!!

2009-03-23T15:30:00.005+05:30

I was born in 1991 in bombay. I weighed 10 grams when I was born. I still weigh the same. Over the years I look the same but I lost some of my shine. And always My net worth was just one rupee.

The very first transaction that I recall is the one when a kind-hearted man gave me to his son on the day of Eid-ul-fitr. I was shining like silver that day.The boy clutched me tightly in his hands all through that day. At the end of the day however I went in exchange to a lolli-pop.

I was in the possession of many boys. Some were good enough to give me to their mothers. Some kept me in their pencil box. But some tied a thread around me and dragged me all along the road. I was frequently used by high school boys to draw a circle and that made my edges black. I was used to represent how solar eclipses occur. I was used to represent nuclear fission reaction. I was used to give a simple example of probability. However I was too small to represent Rutherford's atomic model.

I used to travel a lot. Today in bombay and the next in calcutta. I remember an international visit too. I had to bear all the seasons. I would be cold in kashmir, hot in rajasthan and almost always wet in kerala. I was 10 years old when a boy put me on a railway track to see what would happen if a train ran over me. I survived when someone suggested him to replace me with a 5 rupee one. I was thankful to the minting press for making me slim.

One day I entered the NIT campus. The first purpose I served in the NIT was to decide who would bat first in the cricket ground. I was often used in exchange for the 101 and 111 top-ups of Reliance and airtel. There was a place called TECHNO where I exchanged hands nearly 60 times in an hour between 10-30 and 11-30 pm.

I was touched by both vegetarians and non-vegetarians. I was licked by dogs and 3 year old's. I was the profit margin for a vegetable seller. I was the charity outside places of worship. I vanished under a magician. I was suddenly found in a bus-taker's pocket. I allowed people 60 seconds of chit-chat. I could fetch 15 marbles for a child. 2 of my kind could fetch 3 pani puri's to the teen. 3 of my kind would fetch protection for an adult. 4 of my kind would fetch a day's tobacco for an old man.

But now I am neglected. The two rupee ones seem to be everywhere. They are now circular and have taken my place in the geometry class. I don't fetch a newspaper anymore. I am not sufficient to predict your weight at the railway station. I don't know how many days before I loose my place in the bus conductor's pouch and the xerox machine's desk. May be in a few days I will not even be worth charity.

One day I fell in the hands of a 18 year old coin collector. He looked at the year inscribed on me. He loved the fact that both of us were 18 years old. And immediately I found myself in a dark box with a number of other coins. I suppose this is my death. And this box seems no less than a coffin. I have lost track of time since then. May be this is what it means to say '18 till I die'.

Everyone has desires in life. Even I do. I want to decide who would bat first in an India-Pakistan encounter. I want dhoni to take the call and I would willfully fall as per his wish. But it seems so far now. . . . . ! ! !

The Travelogue !!!

2009-02-17T21:37:00.006+05:30

Usually travelogue refers to a place. But this travelogue travels in time. To my first year. To my first days in the college. Irrelevant though, the legal age for marrying in india is 21. Atleast for men. And my dear friend, RAJU GUGULOTHU, turned 21, some 4 months back, is currently married. Married on 13th of Feb. 2009, 9-35 A.M, IST @ Mangalabandi Tanda, Warangal.

I never expected that someone I would meet on the first day of the college as my room mate will marry mid way in his final year. I remember he received a call from a girl on 14th February 2006 on my number. I never expected though that he would be marrying her on 13th of February 2009. I remember he bought some bangles and ear rings from BIG BAZAAR in December 2005. I never expected he would be preparing his wedding suit in December 2008. I remember the first day he told me about her, way back in September 2005. I never expected though that her name would be scripted on their wedding card so soon.

I am his first year room mate, 4 year branch mate, 7 month ragging mate and an eternal friend. I have some little known facts about him. He would struggle with hindi sometimes, he would heat 3 buckets of water in winter to take a bath(which even i followed), he was fond of roll no : 05/166 atleast for a small period of time, and also recieved some festival bonus from Prof. Kumbhakar, dept of physics to buy sweets. He found a hundred rupee note on the road once, he got a Waitlist 265 ticket confirmed on a train once. we were 4 mechanical engineers in one room and it was the only room in the whole of Hall-9 which had 4 students from the same branch.

We would play cricket and chess in that first year room. Satish panda the other mechanical was a clear winner at chess. you can look at him and you would know how he earned his -5.5 power spectacles. Of course, the obvious. He was fond of a particular roll number too, but due to some special reasons I wont be mentioning it. The strange thing about him was that he had an airtel number which started with '9'. Okay Okay that's not strange. But the strange thing is that his balance suddenly falls by Rs. 50 /- for cricket updates which he never subscribed. He never complained about anything. I have so many sorry's to tell him, for things i dont like to recall. All these aside, he topped the room in the first semester with a grade point of 8.7/10. Though he spoke hindi, he had strange flaws in it. He used 'Main jaa raha hoon' for both 'Im going' and 'Im coming'.

Our fourth partner GOPAL SINGH, on the contrary was a hindi pundit. Flawless both in ascent and pronounciation. He would correct us in grammar and was ever ready with the meaning of any stringent hindi Vocabulary. I remember he wrote a 4 page essay once in ragging on a COW'S TAIL. He had seniors who changed his name to PALGO SINGH. And to-date he is also known 'palgo'. When i first entered our room, he'd already reached and had a really colourful bedsheet on his mattress. I don't recall him being in fond of any particular roll number. But i remember he suffered from typhoid for no fault of his. Like satish, he also never complains but he had a friend who always complained. They called him Alok khatiyar. He could curse the college, the mess food, anything he could imagine. But hearing him was fun.

None of us had a camera or a mobile with a camera and so we could never record our time together. It just remains in the neurons. But the pixels are large enough not to erase. We had weekly room cleaning sessions in which all the 4 participated actively. Every 15 days or so we would change the alignment of beds. If only we had paint for free, we would have painted our walls lavender.

It has been a long journey since then. We are about to complete our engineering. We have very little time left here in college. May be we will meet next in our convocation. May be Raju, the married man will be blessed with a child by then. The travelogue of TIME. Time will only tell....

Your dreams are not yours alone !!!

2008-10-23T19:12:00.004+05:30

You asked her to make do in a one-room apartment, She did.

You got up at three to watch the world cup, She made tea.

You never had to worry. About your health, your mom, your kids. She did.

You were too busy to call everyday. She understood.

You sometimes forgot to say , "I love you."She never forgot.

When she cried, she cried alone. Whenever you cried she cried with you.

Your dreams are not yours alone. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Thus went the advertisement of Union Bank of India - Good people to bank with.

My money was safe with Union bank of india. And it was amusing to find the half page advertisement of the bank I most trusted on the first page of my morning newspaper. In my admiration of the bank and the advt. I forgot one other important thing. That Union bank of india was not the only bank managing my dreams. There was another, boiling tea in the kitchen and burning hands to cook the breakfast.

A look at today's date said that today was the date when i first opened my account in Union bank of India, the date when I first learnt to fill up a form and deposit money in the bank at the age of 17. The date when i saw her for the first time - standing in the line next to me. Today was the date, years ago, that I fell in love.

It was the same date when I built up enough courage to try and talk to her. I slid the pen I'd brought inside my pocket and asked her for one. She generously lent it. However I had a tough time filling the already filled up form. I saw that I'd missed the date. I asked her the date. She thought I was dumb. I couldnt fare much better. She in all this melodrama forgot the pen she'd lent me. I couldnt be happier.

Over the next few days I paid regular visits to the bank, I was ready with the pen and a few rehearsed dialogues. Much to my disappointment she did not turn up. And gradually my frequency of visits also declined. But whenever I went I scanned the bank completely.She must be cursing me for the loss of a costly pen.

Years passed. I completed my engineering. Posted at kolkata with a reputed firm and a respectable pay I grew busy in work. My salary was linked with Union bank of India. An ATM in front of my one-room apartment was the source for me. But one day I had to go to the bank to manually withdraw because the ATM wasnt working.

After a long wait in the line, I finally reached the counter. Whom should I see there behind the cash counter but her. Yeah the same cute one that lent me the pen. She didnt remember me. I didnt think excavating old facts would please the busy banker or the ones standing behind me. I left the counter normally, almost raided my room to find the Epic pen and finally found it tucked in my dairy.

I waited for her to get out of the bank that evening. After waiting in the senior citizen lounge in the bank for an hour, she finally came out. I approached her with the pen. She thought i was a salesman. It took some time to remind her of the whole episode. She still thought i was dumb. A few minutes spent discussing the old town, another few minutes spent discussing the arrival in this town. In those few minutes I understood that I was drifting.

Friendship followed. Love traversed. Marriage succeeded. Responsibilities sprang up. Life just continued. Home - Office - Home - Office. Over the years something was lost. It was the same morning tea she had always made but slowly we dint have it together. We no longer watched movies in a theatre unlike the once upon times. Calls on the phone no longer cost as much now. Year after year we spent lesser times in form of vacations or eating out. There was no strife or quarrel but it just happened. A slow and steady decline not in love but in showing affection.

This paper advertisement has reminisced some fond memories. After all life can never be lived alone. Someone intentionally or unintentionally, with your knowledge or without lives with you. No part of the life is completely yours alone. Of course our dreams are not ours alone.

She came into the verandah to give me my morning tea. I caught her hand before holding the the cup and gestured her to sit down. Today she can think is another day I grew dumb. Doesnt matter. Love is for everyone. Who said old people cant love? Atleast Cheeni kum was one of the movies we watched. The only sad thing was that she burnt the breakfast on the day we rediscovered love.

All Silver Tea Cups !!!

2008-10-16T21:19:00.002+05:30

A look at my blogging record of the past 5 months shows me in real poor light. The reason - The all reducing frequency of my blog updation. Every time I start writing after a really long while I feel blank as to what to write. And this time too this is an updation without any particular theme.

But these days whenever I look at my little piano or even think of it I imagine myself in the shoes of shahid kapoor (of course the one in Jab we Met) and I find myself playing it fervently and the song plays automatically in my ears. The only thing I dont know whom to put in the shoes of 'Geet'. Dramatic isn't it? But I so want to be close to one particular musical instrument and be able to play it effortlessly.

Dont think deep into the title of the post. It suggests nothing much except that it was one of the memory techniques we were taught in school to remember which functions out of sine cosine and tan of triginometry were positive in which quadrants. ALL SILVER TEA CUPS !!!

Just one note of caution to end the blog. Do not board any special train introduced by indian railways to clear off festive rushes. They run really late. I have just been a victim of one of those which ran 9 and half hours late !!!

The making of WOB !!!

2008-09-16T03:16:00.006+05:30

I will start the post with a paradox -
'No one goes to Maths N Tech Club events. It is very crowded'

If the Student Activity Centre a.k.a SAC cannot accomodate the crowd, what will ? So, a brief 'ThanQ' to all the professors who declared class tests the next day and reduced the occupancy of SAC. And 'ThanQ' to God, who rained the premises and reduced the occupancy further and also for cooling the SAC which would have been boiling otherwise.

A sense of satisfaction grips us all for having pulled over the event well. Precisely speaking, the whole event War of the branches went pretty much on schedule. The biggest event of Maths 'N' Tech Club in the odd semester spelt out to be a success with fewer points to learn from than when we started out. There were no quagmires we could have stucked in.

So, this post is dedicated exclusively to its making and execution to those final touches !!!

We conducted War of the zones last year and its concept was so nice that we wanted to make it a trademark of Maths 'N' Tech Club. So when the meeting was called, different inputs were :
"Is baar bhi karna 'hi' hai"
"Arey nahi yaar...Not war of the zones..Professor ko invitation dene gaya kitni daat padi thi..."
"Kyun bhai...."
"Kehte hain tum ne india ko zones mein divide kar diya...."
"Kyun...Ranji cup nahi hota kya college mein..."
"Why not we do War of the branches this time....Mera first year se mann tha ki inter-departmental quiz karein, This is our last chance"(like the rob in Rock on !!!)

Lots of effort was put in the making of the prelims question paper. Really a hefty job. To make it doable to all sections covering all topics and again trying to be innovative and if not possible trying to edit it. Then comes the audio visual round which took more time than we'd thought in the making. Finally the round was made a bit easy because there is no point in showing really wierd clips none has ever seen or couldnt guess even in his wildest imaginations. Our focus was - Let people solve this.

Correction and compiling the data was one big challenge. especially of a 550+ audience. And there were very few question papers left after the distribution. Amongst fears that there would be a shortage, this came as a relief especially because it was also a point of not wasting resources.

Pre-final and final rounds were tailor made such that each time gets a few opportunities before getting eliminated. And the wild card entry was also very well executed.

Finally the war was fought and the podium finish were shared by the two expected teams - Electrical and civil. Though I would have loved to see Royal Mechanicals in there. Prize money was given on the spot and so were the gift vouchers to all pre-finalists and finalists.

And then as soon as the last voucher was gifted, power goes off - Was this sheer good luck ???

Followed by a few brief and necessary as well as unavoidable arrangements we departed - The Happy souls. Final years would know what it meant to pull off this event perfectly.

All words are synonyms !!!

2008-08-30T08:39:00.008+05:30

Her voice was beautiful as ever. Her eyes would catch any one's attention but they were fixed on me now. Her smile announced she was upto something. She caught hold of my foot and wrote on my sole with a blue gel pen. I turned my sole towards myself only to read her name.

"I dont like it there", I said, " I dont want to trample your name wherever I walk."

"But I want to be with you wherever you go and whenever you walk", she said.

She blinked her eyes.
I couldnt blink my eyes.

She conveyed optimism. I conveyed pessimism. But both of us conveyed love for each other. Sometimes even opposites tend to convey the same meaning, though they may not look the same to the naked ear.

So, dear frenz !!! If someone has broken up with someone please go back to see if there were some 'prepositions' that went wrong. You wouldnt want to loose someone for incorrect english !!!

Lots of love !!!
Z`a`h`i`d

Mathematics of Life !!!

2008-08-02T09:38:00.005+05:30

Sometimes I ask myself "How come out of all countries I was selected by God to be born in India, in the state of Andhra Pradesh and then in the district of East Godavari in Kakinada to these particular parents only?"

Being fond of mathematics, I lay down some mathematical equations just to show what makes it so intriguing.

There are about 212 countries in the world. Since the land is not equally distributed I wont take the probability of being born in india as '1/212'. The total land area of india is about 30 lakh square kilometers. the world land area is 14 crore. So my probability of being born in india is about '30 lakh/14 crore' which equals '1/50'.

Now coming to Andhra Pradesh whose area is about 3 lakhs. So my probability of being born in Andhra pradesh is '1/10'. And similarly the probability of being born in my district is '1/25' and thereafter in my town is '1/5'.

And then being born in a particular place and being born to a particular pair of parents are too independent events. Still making an assumption that no married foreigners came to india to give birth to a child, The population of india was around 80 crores when i was born and among them 50% were in age 20-40. So 40 Crores. Assuming there were equal men and women in the country and they married between themselves , we have 20 crore couples and which makes my probability of being born to one of them as '1/20 crore'.

So in all, my probability of being born subject to all the above constraints is (1/50)*(1/10)*(1/25)*(1/5)*(1/20 crore) = 0.00000000000008

Spellbinding, isn't it?

And to say I have made liberal assumptions throughout and also have taken an assumption that life exists only on earth.

I have always wondered why science takes into consideration upto hundreds of digits after the decimal point. What need does it serve? But yes, to unravel the mysteries God laid around, and to explain them with proper evidence you need to have mathematics. Numbers prove everything. I even subscribe to the belief that when we go deeper into the numbers we proceed further in understanding the attributes of science.

Mathematics is essentially a fact based subject. It can be either true or false but still a fact. And as an old maxim goes a single fact is worth a shipload of argument, mathematics indeed cuts out on banal talk to evolve principles.

There I end this post - but I still have a lots to write- May be some other time !!!

Engineerhood !!!

2008-07-26T02:36:00.005+05:30

Sitting with eyes wide open at 2:36 A.M. That's so natural of an Engineering student, everyone will argue. Right, I say. That's so right of an Engineer. But am I one? And if I weren't one What am I? And why am I following the rules of an engineer?

This college has taught me a lot of things. It has made me more pragmatic, more matured, more directionable and oriented but it has simply failed to make me an engineer. Why, oh Why did you leave this one thing? 9 months from now I will pass out from this college as a 'Better Zahid' but not a 'B-Tech Zahid'.

Surely the close to 40 lakh population that will pass out the next year from the various engineering colleges across india are not Engineers. No country can produce so many engineers year by year. We hear in news channels and media that so many of the so called engineers are left unemployed. Issues are made out of it. Mountains out of mole-hills. But my arguement is different. The troup we hear in the media are not engineers. No engineer is left jobless. Talent finds its way somehow somewhere. And the poor graduates who are termed engineers are just koels in the crows nest.

But I wont bicker about this number and find reasons to blame the government. I hold that this elite title given to any soul would not only improve his qualification but prevent a serious famine of engineers. Imagine such a situation. With so few engineers. As in the just safe side of a famine of doctors we are presently in. Ask yourself. How many doctors are there in your locality? In your city? How many doctors per thousand people? We are managing because a part of our population cant afford a doctor and another satisfied by the chemist's diagnosis and yet another hates paying a visit to them.

Coming back to Engineers, its not as difficult to turn an engineer. They say that A talk with a wise man is much worthier than the same time spent on referring books. This adage holds true here. Speak to an Engineer and you will know he is one. And odds in favour of his inspiring you are worth betting upon. And while others are busy making mountains out of molehills you should start making machines out of the same raw material. And practising things that havent yet been preached will help too.

And yes, it would be a bad idea to cease staying late into the night. Remember, engineers stay late in the night. Maybe one such night you will strike a pot of Engineerhood !!! What say?

'A' or 'a' ? Which is better?

2008-07-19T01:18:00.003+05:30

They say One man's meat is another's poison !!! They also say Give thy neighbour as much as you give yourself. Confusing ain't it? Some idioms are antithetical to themselves.

For example look at this - they say Rome was not built in a day. They also say slow and steady wins the race. so long fine. But they also say 'The later you doeth, the bitter it gets'

Somethings just contradict. And some people - of course yes - after all they are human. And when they contradict it is the ultimatum. I am not sure but i think the whole world including me fall in the category of people i am going to discuss now.

Someone finds something not so impressive probably because the first impression failed to make a mark. And then you find that person going to all ends to castigate it. Why, why dont we give a small consideration for that thing and think again.

Orthodox people usually of the age of grandfathers trust certain people and stick to them for may be fixing the fan or cleaning the garden or servicing the scooter. And they are increasingly skeptical about others in the absence of these so called trustworthy skilled men. All other men are just money sucking creatures.

Our society is built that way. Our society is built on trust. A belief. The ink of faithfulness. The ink of care. A parent cares for his/her son/daughter. he wants his son to have this and that and dwells deeper in quest for wealth. The child learns only this. The opulent remain opulent this way as generations of wealth is passed on. Our politicians askance for wealth is in coherence with this theory who look to garner infinite wealth while on the chair.

And this is in contrast with other societies - parts of The West, where we are not built on so much of trust and where you can find crime at will. We have people who leave their children to make their own lives rather than mollycuddling until one quarter of life. Spoil or rotten, everyone has to make a life of his own. Here we have politicians who would kill for a noble peace prize, who would kill for the power !!! The power of chair !!

I dont know which one should win the war- The presence of rich culture and heritage with respect to traditions or a society of self made nefarious people.

Life gives you antithetical statements. Living with them will not remove confusion but will make it a habit beyond notice !!!

Jaane tu ya jaane na.... !!!

2008-07-15T14:22:00.006+05:30

"what song will you sing for your loved one?", she asked me.

Skeptical about my singing skills and doubtful she will actually love the song I began :

"Kabhi Kabhi aditi Zindagi, Mein yuhi koi apna lagta hai

Kabhi Kabhi aditi woh bichad jaye to Ek sapna lagta hai"

Yes, this means that this song is at the tip of my tongue now-a-days and that i am waiting for someone to send me the ringtone. And this meand that i liked the movie very much.

I had always been fond of abbas tyrewala from the time he started writing dialogues for comic films and now that he has turned director he has excelled the same.

What i heard of the movie was that it was an youthful entertainer but when i actually saw it, it turned out to be an out and out 'nostalgia begetting one' though i am yet to complete my graduation. Genelia, the actress from the south couldnt have fared better. Though i refrain from praising imran khan who wasnt adequately upto the mark. There is nothing new in the movie's storyline but there is delight on how it is unfolded.

Practicality reflects everywhere in the movie, without any heavy dialogues, and thats one part that makes the movie succesful. naseruddin shah and paresh rawal like ever excellent. And it came at such a time when industry was starving form hits. Needless to mention a.r.rahman's role in the Music. Only thing thats not healthy is the predictability. Very easily can one guess that the creature that died at the beginning was a cat or a dog.

I am all praise for genelia's brother(amit), inspite of his introvertistical attitude. dont know what his name is. And more praise for Sughanda garg(shalini), the lone one who remains single even after the end of story.

One thing thats important i feel in a gang is that atleast one should know how to play a guitar or a violin. otherwise gaana kaise gayenge? And more important is the presence of freedom throwing parents.

I recommend everybody to watch it..... Not as soon as possible but at one's own peril in free time. So long -

Tu Kush Hai to lage ki jahan mein chai hai kushi
Suraj nikle badlon se aur baate zindagi
Sunto zara madhosh hawa tujhse kehne lagi

Ki Aditi woh ko bichadte hain ek na ek din phir mil jate hain
Aditi jane tu ya jaane na phool phir khil jate hain

A brief moment

2008-06-25T19:38:00.001+05:30

Hi all !!!

This words are posted here so that my blog doesnt go without posts in the month of June.....

So long I wish to wish all of you a very happy monsoon.

Take umbrella's while going out !!!

God might just wish to water the plants today !!!

Ciao soon !!!

:(

2008-05-12T10:19:00.003+05:30

I so bloody wanna post on my blog !!! But kya karen no internet connection,....

I wanted to have a mothers day post.. a bday post !! A this post !!! A that post !!!

Kya karoon ???

Why dont time and internet come hand in hand ???????

So long but I will be back !!!

I wanna be back !!!!

Reasons to be happy !!!

2008-05-05T12:20:00.000+05:30

Well, There is something special about this post !!! What What What ??? Nope I wont say !!! Not so early in the post !!! Something about this post makes me happy even before i start typing !!!

I have nothing in mind to write on a special occasion like this !!!

Okay !!! I dedicate this post to this particular zebra - An animal which was with me during my happy and sad times. *Sigh wish I could keep it as a pet* !!!

Uh oh I cant keep the suspense anymore !!! Well, The secret of this post is that It Is My 50th Post !!! Shower some encomiums upon me !!!

Tch Tch I am still on the lookout of the comments like :
" Never again will a blog be written as if it were the only one !!! "
" None exhibited blogsmanship (err..) as thy did "
" You sure have Zebra'z in You, Dude !!! "
Tch Tch !!!

Somehow I am very happy now a days !!! I dont know how i can make time fly without doing anything constructive !!! I have known that life is best when you have alternate layers of "No time to scratch busy" and "fly-catching free time". Perhaps that would make you enjoy both of them. And luckily my life is filled with it !!!

And another thing that makes me happy is that I have taken out my piano which has been put aside for such a long time. (Yeah pretty much like shahid kapoor in Jab we met... Unfortunately I dont play that well). I downloaded a play sheet from the net - Avril's when you're gone and tried it. I almost already knew I sucked at it. Who cares ...But I'm happy !!!

One aim on a special day is to Learn to play My small keyboard really well. Just like the other day Id thought that I should play Table tennis really well !!!

One thing more that makes me happy is that Im going to enter my final year (On conditions that our professors find my answer sheets worthy enough ) I have so many plans !!! I want to do a lot of things !!! Sometimes I feel this is one year you should really use to exercise your constructive genius rather than waste time in preparing for sappy exams like CAT , GATE, GRE !!! What say !!! I wont be getting my final year back again !!! May be life will be a bed of roses if I crack any of those. But sometimes i feel its best not to plan too much for future.

More reasons to be happy !!! I want to give place to my movie directing skills next year by taking out videos in the coll. for the coll. Then before i leave the college make the blog 100 posts. And get placed in a core company with a handsome package. And be serious about the piano thing !!! Get things done !!! And rock the next years aarohan !!!

So long !!! Primary goal is to Ward of the heat this summer !!! Remember short term planning !!!

P.S : I know vandz !!! I was tagged !!! That would be my 51st post for sure !!! I couldnt help posting this when i saw the number 49 !!!

I need a smile !!!

2008-04-27T17:45:00.002+05:30

Last time I'd thought HOwever busy I was I would sneak past a few minutes and fill my blog. But I failed. I failed to open my personal blog too. I feel bad for not writing anywhere in between. For not recording any kind of facet in between either on my blog or my diary or plain paper. For havin lost out on thousands of words which were raised and then allowed to drift with the wind.

Stuck up is What I feel !!! When the happening of something good doesnt make you happy or the happening of something bad doesnt make you grumble. I am in that stage. I want time and space more than anyhting now. Time to do nothing. No boundings. No dead lines. Unlimited unlimited.....

I feel like being sucked in the rat race already. Dont know. Y should I do an MBA.....Why should I fall prey to more and more rats and while time in escaping from the big cats while I can plain have a pretty normal life in some PSU or a nominal firm which pays me sufficient enough to be called a middle class and where i have some appreciation for what I love.

I have understood the meaning of friendship when I dont find one of my closest friends now with me. Time I'd spent with him was almost half the time or even more When I wasnt sleeping or attending classes.

It happens like YOU SEARCH YOUR WHOLE PHONE DIRECTORY AND YOU DONT HAVE A SINGLE CONTACT WHOM YOU THINK YOU CAN CALL and worser you feel the same thing on the G-Talk.

I feel like the dyslexic child in Taare Zameen par. Yet still while I am writing this I observe the time to be 5:53 pm. Hell, when i say i have to go fast not to fall back on the leftover work. And yet Its just a small time ago...I started....Not even 10 minutes. (I dont even feel like counting how much time passed).

Time lags laga lags.....And now that i turned the topic on time I am again blank. Forgot the thing I felt like writing. No one can be an island. If australia claims to be one THen its lying. You need to have a friend. A friend who would go out eating snacks with you everyday. Who would advise you to choose a particular toothpaste over another. Who would change your filthy shirt before going to a party. who would give you pleasant surprises when you dont expect and would be plain when you actually expect. who would share the last biscuit in a pack. who would fall upon you for some silly decision which would mtter no where. who would change the custom messages of your gtalk id just like that. who would plan a surprise gift for another common friend, who would share the worst of his times, who would share the best of his times., but will still not read your diary,.

I sometimes feel we should be allowed to cry more easily. Bcoz I personally feel crying helps you lower the pain. I dont want to go anywhere. I dont want to do anyhting. I dont want to stay forever. Good that humans are mortal.

And yet during this period we have our final years leaving us, someof them very dear to me, and when you find tag sllike nostalgic or bas 5 din or Over with life It cretes something in your stomach. I dont know even if it cna be called a butterfly effect.

They sit on the sand. no more are they conscious of the sand spoiling thier pants. Its broken free. Its allowed now. Pain to clean it all is okay now. They give away perks. If not now when??? They grow claustrophobic. They find hard to agree on the fact that thier closest friend whom they d spent all their 4 years , the one who was a stranger before the four years and who has become their strongest influence during the period.

I feel like a rat in a well furnished house. Who got everything, but hunger, who got lots of noise around, yet temporarily deaf, who lost his co companion in the hole, And worser the family residing in the house is moving away. What do you thinks happening.

I dont want to spend the small time I get in between thinking away all the nonsense. Planning for hte future is a big myth. Its best not to I guess. I want to enjoy. I havent done silly things for quite a long time. So long it was when i stopped everything and heard what i was supposed to. When i close eeverything and hear for a while I hear things i am overlooking, my fan thats rotating with a sound, Children playing with stones outside my second floor window, I can smell that hot air which is in my room, I can see leaves fluttering thrught he window. I can see one car or a bicycle or a bike pass by with a time gap on a sei deserted load. And the taste i get in my mouth is that of the used up saliva which you get once as you wake up. And that is what Id done just after waking up. Start writing.

And while i have to go now, I cant even check up what id written, No spell checks and no make it betters today !!! I will just put a tilte and a color and go !!! I will go !!! I want to return. Not just to the blogger but to a whole lot of things that i have kept waiting in my mind as second priority !!! I love you zahid. I really love you for all the things you know and you do.... intentionally or unintentionally !!!

Nonsense !!!

2008-04-20T02:20:00.000+05:30

Its getting mad, madder. I want to open another blog of my own to write. Now this moment. That would be my own and private. Where I can write everything that I want to write with people's real names and real incidents everything uncensored. But Im so sleepy that i cant go through all the processes now.

Seriously over the past few days I'm dying in dilemma of what I must be doing with the next few years of my life. I did plan things.... They havent gone wrong. They are all in position. Somehow my own thoughts have changed. I dont want to continue with that.

Things are getting mad. Exams are going on. I dont complain. They are going on well. Atleast till now. Unlike the previous semesters I am satisfied this time with myself after writing. They dint go brilliant. I dint spoil them either. Though I am bent on maintaining : The best way to term them is Okayish to everybody no matter What position they occupy in your life.

Life is getting busier. I am loving it. Orkut has introduced a lot of widgets. One being typeracer. I feel sorry for my keyboard which I banged because I lost three races back to back. I am bloody angry at that. The same angriness that was on my face when I went to the mess and found the food over by that time and especially when it was a special dinner. Not everyday I get it.

Dont know...Bloody sleepy helluva..Still writing....coz I wanted to write and I couldnt open the private blog of my own now !!! No exaggerations...Nothing...No spice...Just plain nonsense !!! 2:28 A.M now...Never mind... I was awake worser than that.

Seriously I love you zahid except when you are such a pest to yourself !!! I hate you when you get mad !!! You make things just worse... Aah......Wish I could shout and no one could hear !!!

Mixed bag !!!

2008-04-10T17:45:00.001+05:30

I feel sorry towards my blog. I have neglected it for more than 15 days. So many things have happened in between. Things that made me happy. Things that left me sad. Things that i would have blogged upon. Groan !!! And to tell the truth I wasnt so busy that I couldnt spare 1 minute to write a few lines but I wanted to write a lot on it. I think I should cover up all of them.

Placements : Infosys is the key word.(Dont ask me a treat) 31st March was the date. I am happy with it for now. But it has left me in a kind of dilemma. The dilemma of choosing my second job. The company played a big role in brushing up my mathematics gray cells that were dormant for near 3 years of my engineering life. I think i will dedicate a whole post on tips for an effective interview. But for now my interview went pretty cool.

One key is to bring the topic on what you can speak upon the best. When he asked me one thing that I could do best I turned the topic towards blogging and then when he asked Was this the only thing that I could do best I turned the topic towards Maths N Tech club, and the most part of interview went upon it. He asked of why they made me the presidnet of the club, what ws my contribution, how much was my contribution to the club, how much i loved it, what do you plan for the club in the coming year, etc; etc;.... For all these questions i did given him very convincing answers and the interview was a cake walk. Nothing technical was asked through out and Yo !!! I got selected.

Elections : Our college's elections for GS, AGS, President, Vice President, AGS Sports. An active part this time in elections campaigning for one of my very good friends in the college. Every year it was like 'Koi bhi jeete mujhe kya farak padta hai' But this time 'Farak HAI'. A mixed result came out - A bit happy a bit sad !!!

Recstacy : To all those alien to this word it is our college's official Cultural festival. I am pretty sure that in the next edition of the colleges official magazine 'Deja vu' this recstacy will be termed as 'A great success' , 'Biggest ever', 'Enthralling performances from the performers', 'Nerve stunning program' Etc; Etc; But I disagree. I dont say it sucked. But it was surely worser than the previous years. It left the majority of the community disappointed.

Grand viva : This is actually meant to be a viva of everything that you learn in the past 6 semesters. And believe me it looked a lot cooler to me than a subject specific one. But among the panel was one prof who is pretty much bent that i should not pass this semester. Had a hard time with him. Hic !!!

Entertainment : No TV or any movie or song updates for quite a while. Still the latest hit on the list is Jashne bahaara barring the exception 'Pehli nazar mein' of RACE !!! There were a lot of treats and parties though in this period. 2 Major farewells and 2 job treats for and from final years repectively and a lot of mini ones !!!

Love : *Smile on the face* Aloha!!! Its so many days.... I dint write a love story for so long. sob !!! sob !!! I want to write one very soon. I guess my next post will be it.

P.S : And finally Sunny days are here to stay. That doesnt mean that good times have come (My exams start in 5 days Growl !!!) It means that its started behaving like peak summer now. People please send me a watermelon each in memory of the good times we'd spent on the blogger. Err.....

Ahem..... !!!

2008-03-26T19:57:00.001+05:30

There was once a 8 year old boy who did not know the difference between injection and operation. During one of those days he hit an iron fence and that resulted in a deep cut. That also meant he had to take a 'tetanus' to avoid 'septic' as was called in those days. And so he kept sulking "Mujhe operation nahi kar vana hai...Main nahi aaonga". While his mother tried hard to distinguish between 'operation' and 'injection' little did she know that he was as afraid of injection as well. Finally after that trip to doctor and then watching an ICU in a hindi movie he understood the difference between them.

And When he grew up, he came to be known as 'Zahid Hussain'.

Hey dint you feel like you were reading a Seventh class English Text book. About a historic person who did such a great thing while he was so young and for which his name had to be kept in suspense untill the good deed was revealed.

Anyways, Today I felt like initiating the word flow rate of the blogger again. All those beautiful comments you'd all written after my first anniversery post had an effect in imparting a smile to my lips. And if you are wondering why my language has suddenly turned this way then it is bcoz of the placement season that i am practising to include all the technical terms in my speech.

Today came our first company. It is called upon as 'TCS'. Somehow after being skeptic to sit or not to sit I sat and then dint get selected. One point I dint understand was why did the company send a HR manager to our college who instead of attracting people towards them was acting a repellant. He actually played a big role in turning me against the company. All through the preplacement talk and in all the formal proceedings he invited the wrath of the whole college.

I dont know anyone would be happy with the news that you aren't selected for the next round. But I was. And seriously I dont regret. I dint like a lot of things- like the salary, designation given as a fresher, place of job, that HR man and his hopeless expressions in particular and shifting to IT field after 4 years of mechanical Engg. But I believe there are a few things to be learnt form here. Prepare better the next time and get yourself acquainted with each nook of the last year's papers. I dint prepare this time and perhaps that was the reason i failed. But for all those who think I was disqualified due to an upper cut-off, I dont mind if you think that way.

So long till my next post. God give me the grace to take the right decisions in the future. Ameen !!!

First Birthday ! ! !

2008-03-15T23:31:00.002+05:30

An ode to all my blogger frenz. Today completes one year of my blog. I wont go on saying how much I love all of you and how sweet comments you'd given me. Because all of you know that...I love ya all for making me smile...Instead I want to write how and where each of us will be some 20-25 years down the lane. Since I love you all equally, I wish to follow the alphabetical order.

Avinash - Ah..My school friend !!! He will have been sucked in by microsoft in service and might be leading a very happy life except that everyday he broods over the same things hez doin as an engineering student.

Basu Dobby - Ah !!! He will remain as sweet as he is now !!! Not a sucrose factor more nor a sucrose factor less. Sometimes I feel hez got everything that i like !!!

Busy Writer - Busy writer will become a doctor eventually and a serious yoga specialist or whatever of that kind and she will propose known yet alien things to people to degrade err..Improve their health

Cinderella - So many years hence she will perhaps writing on how she loves her hubby so much and how many Kgs of jelabi or barfi he brings while coming to home from office, how you both prefer going to Pani puri over 5 star and how no 'on job rivalry' has strengthened their love...Err....Etc; And the dollops of me series would have gone to 2451 !!! Hic !! Hic !!

Divya - By this time she might have become the oldest woman living on the earth...Yes !!! She was bornin the year 1886. Even her mail ID reflects that. She will try to hide her age by sayin that she was born on 1st august but dont believe her. Hopefully if other people dont live as much she will get into Guinness book of world records.

Lena - Her experience in the matters of love and life are so high that by that time she would have given a guest lecture on these topics in every other university in the world and inspired a lot of teen and non-teen students.

mad girl a.k.a sohini - By this time she will be nominated for the inter-continental best poet award taking place on Where but earth itself. I dont believe science would have achieved inter-planetory allies. Otherwise that goes true for her too. Also Below is Sameera's. She will give you a tough fight being the other nominee.

manisha - Oh..She must have now become the offical german translator by now. And so deeply involed in that she must have almost forgotten how english and hindi are read, written, spelt and pronounced. German translating into german itself. Hic...How will I convey anything to her then !!! hire another translator !! sigh !!!

matty - I doubt he would have become a family man yet or what we call - harkaton se baaz aana. Still the hale and healthy looking sweet flirter trying to convince already convinced girls..Sigh. And luck would have had it to him at thatage..Sigh !! As he says - 'Sh'It happens !!!

Pallav - Oh..By this time he would have married a french woman!!! This is only because he wanted to gain the nationality of france so that he could represnt that country's football team as a goal keeper !!!

Patchez - By this time she would have really met angels !!! Not in heaven. she can speak with angels already. And dont mistake her for a harry potter kind woman. Shez absolutely normal and will stay that way except that she cant help writing on these sweet fictions. And also this management graduate would have had tie ups wiht yahoo and introduced a set of 100 new smileys to be introduced in the forum. Big leap for yahoo frequenters !!! who would be starting Patchez fans community in orkut.

Prachi - Ah...She must have written all the memoirs of the sweet times she'd spent with her children and each and every silly thing they might have uttered during their childhood and read them again and again time and again. And yeah her teddy bear collecion would have been transferred legally to her progeny.

Sameera - An avid blogger and by this time she will be nominated for the inter-continental best poet award taking place on earth itself. I dont believe science would have achieved inter-planetory allies. Otherwise that goes true for her too. Check mad girl above too coz shez gonna be your only opponent.

Silverine - Oh...booker prize awardee...I hope all got.

sneha a.k.a Solitaire - By this time she would have started 7500 blogs simultaneously and the only reason she might have stopped starting of more would be because blogger has run out of space and not because she has not been able to manage so many of them.

somya - If you havent seen any woman in the F-1 racing circuit you can easily expect the first woman and the second indian overall to drive a car. And bet she will beat ferrari..And Oh yeah !!! wont she be representing ferrari ????

ssnab - Oh my god !!! An Indian foreign service officer. I would go on telling everybody around me 'Hey, you know the Indian Ambassador presently talking out issues in US..I know her very closely...Aww..I influence all her decisions..Do you want any new resolutions??? Juz tell me..I will see if i can let it pass' (Going on and on when someone knows somebody extremely important)

Vandita - Oh...She would be so much obsessed of sugar that by this time she would have set up a sugar plant and would be the largest producer of sugar in India. And guess what !!She would do this parallelly with her job at google.....Just in case she thinks i forgot she was placed in wipro, I am saying she would have made her career into google. (I applied thought na....)

Zahid - I know my name comes at the last in alphabetical order. Perhaps thats why I chose this order. Ahem...I think I cant blow my own trumpet or the lack of it. So i refrain myself here. Its up to you to decide what I might be up to ???

P.S : And If others I have missed out here, not that i dont like them, but have not been as close to them in the past one year. And yeah My dear blogger frenz please invite me to your respective marriages. You see !!! I dont mind travelling to have good food !!!

Resume Blues !!!

2008-03-10T21:04:00.002+05:30

I am supposed to fill in my resume and practise what to speak and importantly what not to speak now !!! Especially with placements around the corner !!! Everyone around are so busy (and ready too I feel) while i am still tossing and turning undecided on what to do next. Finally I thought the best way is to start filling a resume. And so I did

At first I thought filling up a resume was as simple as filling your orkut profile - Just that you have to look good as soon as someone glances at it. But I found out it wasnt as simple.

First required me to fill in my name and roll no. - Effortless I did similar to every single sheet of paper/exam I had written since my Kindergarten. Then more regular particulars I filled easily similar to the one I did while opening my first gmail account. School, college, CGPA etc followed.

Then began the tougher things -

Career Objective - Huh ??? I have no such thing. Err...I do have...But it seems i will be in a fix if i write that. Always hop for a better pay and for a better surroundings and designation

Soft Skills - Huh ???(Again..) What are they?? Aal Baal Cheez !!! I cant find something in particular that i own in them rather than follow the regular trend of what every one does write

Special Interests - I was literally forced to write something like the design of machine elements and the IC engines, production technologies while in actual they are different

Hobbies - What do I write here??? - Deforestation ??? I so badly wanted to write that. But then on second thoughts I restrained. Blogging was one...The other??? I never collected stamps or coins seriously. Then another thought struck me - Pyromania Well I do set alight a lot of things and make a mess of them. But...Nope...people said that this telecasted Psychic tendancies and so I discarded it. Then finally I went for music, Safe option !!!

After a tough job I'm almost done but then still cant decide what to do next. Having a tough time taking decisions !!!!

En a smile escapes my lips !!!

2008-03-07T20:24:00.004+05:30

This is a poem I did written some 9 months ago, One of my first poems. After reading Cinderella's 'Time has frozen' I somehow felt like re-posting this lil poem. In this post she has so beautifully written her love which grew over the years. I will perhaps read it a twenty times in the coming week. She has written each ‘true’ moment of love. I write only fiction. Lovely things that never happened and those in any probability arent gonna happen. I felt I was missing out on a lot of life !!!

I was a mad lil lad
Dark black eyes i had
She was a sweet lil girl
Soft silky hair with a curl
Thinkin of 'er a lil tear drips
En a smile escapes my lips.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Those days i long for
Of solitude me n her
Those lasting weekends spent together
Laughed n cried , memories forever
Imagining em my heart rips
En a smile escapes my lips

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Those catch me's in the rain
Those who's first in the plain
Lunch we shared on the stairs
Cool sundae we bought in pairs
Those secret river valley trips
En a smile escapes my lips.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

That one day i still remember
When she cried on my shoulder
Like ganges tears flowed
My sympathy she allowed
But now my heart weeps
En a smile escapes my lips

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

She called me her best fren
Her pure heart she'd always lend
I was in love unknown
O'er the years it has grown
My soul curls, closes n crips
En a smile escapes my lips

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Heart knew it all
Let the feelings fall
Shez goin away far
Leavin back a scar
Thinkin of 'er a lil tear drips
En a smile escapes my lips

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

For One thing i wished
The entire world be vanished
Jus the two of us alive
On mother earth we thrive
Alas!!!!! her essence grips
En a smile escapes my lips

Hiccups to answer !!!

2008-03-03T14:42:00.002+05:30

All of us must have read the terrible crap that comes under the name of graffiti or 'Ask the Aunt' in the newspaper supplements or magazines. Believe me it is interesting the first few times you read it but then you get the same questions and the same answers and you are fed up of it.

Almost always there is a boy who is in love with almost always a girl or vice versa. And almost always the letter is written after one of them suddenly starts neglecting the other after a long frenship. Almost always the answer is have a straight talk with him/her and clear your thoughts Blah Blah Blah. What does the answerer think?? The first thing he/she done after recieving the faint hint she/he was being neglected was take a piece of paper and write to them? How dumb !!!

Then comes the turn of those diddly couply hit pair who have had everything going well till the family plays culprit. And then what do we have for answer. Its your life and it is up to you to choose what is best for you. Then come those who have the guilt of sleeping with someone over a party and those who are not able to identify what their problem is. They write the letter just to see what comes out of it and the letter is accepted just to see how it goes with the people. Answers have no hesitation in stating Identify your problem first !!!

Why dont we have questions like the ones below and really beautiful answers for them. I am sure bloggers are intelligent enough to answer them.

What do I do if at a dinner table both my left hand side and right hand side partners are engaged in deep conversation with people adjacent to them leaving me alone (and embarrassed)?

What do I do when someone praises me excessively in a public situation ?

How do I tell someone I am afraid of something without letting him make fun of it ?

Err....Lookin for really good answers.....

I take bath 7 times a day !!!

2008-02-24T20:46:00.001+05:30

Err...Hic Hic and Yippee !!! It feels great to come back to bloggerville. As I sit down to write a post on no particular topic in general, I had to switch on my fan. That meant that was the end of winter. That also means the following : No more excuses to get up late !!! No more excuses to snug lazily in the room !!! '&' No more excuses not to take bath !!!

Now this last one is a very serious problem. Especially after performing only 5 baths(as if it were a rare ritual) in the whole of winter, coming back to a bath a day is a very drastic change. What will happen if my body doesnt get accustomed? Aha...This is my new excuse for the next few days.

But soon this wouldnt work and so, i have already started thinkin of new excuses for this summer.

1.First thing you should learn to change the topic as soon as the question arises. For example

Mom : Zahid, Go take a bath !!! Its been 2 days..

Me : Ya ya...By the way yesday there was a music concert in kala parishad. Why dint you go?

Mom : I dint know about it....First go to bath...afterwards we will talk

Me : I will... I will.... but today is the last day of the concert. It comes only once in a year here

Mom : Is it ??? Does it need any ticket booking?

Me : Gosh !!! Yes..I think i will get it now itself. Other works afterwards.

Mom : Go...Be back soon !!!

And this way i escape bath !!! By the way i tell you there was no such concert. After roaming around for an hour or so I return and say "Sorry, the last day of the concert was yesteday itself" and in the grief of missing that concert she forgets about the bath.

2. Second ace up my sleeve : Avoid it all day in the morning sayin you will do it in the evening. And then as soon as the sun sets sneeze for a while which will startle all mothers that you would develop influenza if you bathed.

3. Read all about aquaphobia and then show symptoms of it till they themselves keep you away from water !!!

4. And then try ALLERGY FUNDA !!! Whenever i used to go to relatives house and they used to pour all kinds of food items in my plate I used to refuse a few things by saying I had an allergy for it. And i hope you understood how this can be used here too !!!

5. And have a spanner at your disposal. You dont know when all other things fail and you would have to close the overhead water valve. ;)

Err..These ones will do for this summer. Bye, I am off to take a bath !!!

P.S : Dont stop talkin to me or neglecting my blog because of this post !!! I was kiddin... Till now not a month has passed in which I havent bathed. Err...

For my valentine !!!

2008-02-13T21:30:00.002+05:30

Valentines day is approaching and every one is ready with his/her V-day post. Some with tears. Some with smiles....

I too have something for my valentine. Yes...Its a dedication from me to her !!! Its the song ' Tum Se Hi ' from Jab we met. But not in Hindi. I have written lyrics in english inspired from my favorite song. Hey dont just read along the lyrics. Sing the song. I presume everyone of you knows the tune. Sing along the words....

Therz so much to live

Lots of love to imbue

Widout you Oh my sweet soul !!!

Why do i stand small !!!

All my days begin with you

All my days cease with you

They Start with you, They end with you !!!

Every moment I can spare

Every second I can bear

It starts with you...Ends with you !!!

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

With your words I respire

With your eyes I admire

I dont have any more of me, my sweet soul !!!

In your shoulders I retire

For your love I desire

Every part of mez your slave, my sweet soul !!!

Whenever I move along

Wherever I do belong

Lifelong, with you lifelong !!!

Every melody that i played

Every painting that i shade

Lifelong, for you lifelong !!!

Therz so much to live

Lots of love to imbue

Widout you Oh my sweet soul !!!

Why do i stand small !!!

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Dont know how many days before she reads this ! ! !

Wish me a 'Frown' !!!

2008-02-04T20:37:00.001+05:30

She liked the restaurant very much. It was warm. Especially with the chilly wind blowing outside it was quite a comfort. We sat there facing each other with 2 candles shining brightly between.

"I love to eat in the candle light ", she said.

And then I blew the candles off. She frowned. I gave a grin. She frowned harder. I gave a bigger grin. She looked even beautiful frowning. And then she threw a tissue paper on me and slowly smiled. I stopped the tissue with my hand and smiled back.

The waiter came with a 12 page menu card. She was busy searching the menu. She frowned again and cursed the bird flu. She told how much she loved eggs. I sympathised for i too was missing chicken. Actually i had planned a surprise for her and was busy executing it while she was frantically searching for something to eat. And when she asked how would kadai paneer be or how would capsicum kashmiri be I was just nodding. It took half an hour to finally decide on which would taste the least bad.

After a hearty, hale, healthy and hygenic dinner, as certified by her, we went out for a walk across the railings of a creek. After a while she said her legs were paining. She sat on the top of the railing with an athletic jump.

"Dont you think you should get me something", She said expecting a cup of hot coffee.

I clasped her hands into mine and held them like that as long as she noticed the little ring that i slipped into her finger while she was busy scrutinising the menu. That was the surprise I'd planned.

She was more than pleased. Her voice changed when she said "Zahid, I want to cry".

I stared into her eyes. She repeated again "I want to cry"

And then she cried and one of those tears fell on me while she pressed her lips against my cheeks. I closed my eyes to avoid my tears from escaping.

And then the worst thing happened. The whole thing was moving away from me. My eyes opened. I woke up from a dream. I was feelin very thirsty.

I got up to drink some water. After having some I started back to my bed. I felt like looking at her. I crossed 2 rooms to have a look at her. There she was sleeping.

In the moonlight i could see her face. From where i looked it seemed she was frowning. Frowning in sleep? May be she was having a dream..The same one ?? I dint know. I stared at her for a few minutes and then retired coz i dint want to be caught staring at her.

When was the last time ???

2008-01-27T12:24:00.000+05:30

"When was the last time you hit a striker into the hole?" I asked her.

She thought for a while. We met after a period of 1 year and this was the first question i asked her. Okay, she knew she had to answer the question. Yeah some answer to keep me happy.
"May be last summer" she said, "I dont remember".

"I love you re....." she said.

"Love you too...." I whispered.

Hey tell me when was the last time you can recall these few things....Those lil happiness of lifes those lil facets of life which you know, you experience but dont notice. Those things that you do not give a thought to or prepare to do but yet do.

When was the last time you hit a striker into a hole?
When was the last time you looked at the stars and tried to spot the brightest one?
When was the last time you picked up something exciting from the road?
When was the last time you fell asleep in someone's lap?
when was the last time you surprised someone with a random visit to their home?
When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone?
When was the last time you re-read one of the letters you'd once recieved?
When was the last time you saw a 25 paise coin?
When was the last time you bought a toy car or a barbie doll?
When was the last time you tried to read a station name frm inside a speeding train?
When was the last time you noticed the size and shape of your shadow?
When was the last time you sat down and noticed ants moving hither tither?

Hey !!! See I have just created a tag !!! But i am kin of fed up of tags so i'm not tagging this to anyone... But whoever wants to make a post of it is welcome. But i would love it if you shared the answers with me in the comment box, atleast to some of them.

Here go my answers:

I am so good at carroms that I could even hit strikers in holes whose diameter was less than the striker itself. Perhaps 1 1/2 year ago.
This was perhaps last Eid when I climbed the terrace to spot the moon.
Perhaps 7 months ago i found a stone unusually attracvtive...Its still with me.
2 years ago perhaps in my moms lap in a train journey
4 years ago we went to someones house i dont recall but remember the expressions
Just 5 months back i sent one to my dear 'mausi' but as some things would hav it. The letter returned back to me sayin the address was unreachable.
Yeah read one of the old letters recently...One was from my late grand father who had written to me in my tenth standard that i should do justice to everybody's hopes by gettin a first class in board exams. I thought that meant being the first all over india. Gulp !!! I thought !!! so many expectations !! later i knew that gettin 60 % and above is termed as first class. That turned out to be a cake walk.
One lies somewhere hidden in my wallet, but i never care to see it.
This is perhaps 10 years ago I tried hard to choose between a toy gun and a set of hotwheel cars and finally went for the cars. I have them still unbroken.
I do it all the time from the window. last train journey was 28 days back.
May be 4 months back but not in sunshine. when power was off and i lay in the shadow of the candle.
Perhaps 8 months back when it was summer, the responsibility of eradicating ants from the kitchen was given to me.

I love you !! All my frenz who are reading this !!! I learnt a lot from you !!! Will cherish you always !!!

Teleshopping - Magicians at work !!!

2008-01-22T11:22:00.000+05:30

If you have seen the Teleshopping advertisements, yeah !!! The ones in which two people come and chatter all that nonsense. How to tell whether they are lying or not? Its quite simple ~ ~Check whether their lips are moving !!! I almost mistook it for a magic show. I will tell you why?

Firstly because it proclaims to do the following things :

Reduce your weight from 150 Kgs to 150 grams
Decrease your current bill from Rs 2000/- to 2000 paise
Make 500 gallons of juice out of one orange !!!
Grow hair 1 cm thick and 1 m long on a bald head !!!
Extra glowing tube lights which cost you so much at the time of buying that you cant afford to spend anything on it again !!!
Make a Australian white class out of a Somalian Negro !!!

And now for the free items that these people promise.....Not only these !!! Free products anywhere !!! You buy something for thousands of rupees even after being given 99% discount and this is what you get free ~ ~ ~

A wrist watch which is not waterproof !!! Leave waterproof its not even airproof !!! (only to be used in vacuum)
A free redeem cash coupons whose last date - validity would be over by the time they reach you !!!
An electric iron that will equal back the original electricity bill which you reduced by using their earlier product !!!
A mosquito bat that can hardly paralyze a mosquito leave alone kill it !!!
A shirt worth Rs 4000 /- which you could anyhow get on the footpath for Rs 140 /- In addition to being untearable and unwrinkagable is also unwashable and untouchable !!!

I knew idiot box has always something scintillating to bore us !!! But Thanks a lot to Channel 'v' and 'M' tv !!! Cheers to a Great Week Ahead !!!

The girl who loved bulls !!!

2008-01-18T01:36:00.000+05:30

We were so busily engrossed between those cute looking fishes. The aquarium shop was filled with all kinds of fishes, all colors. I simply loved watching them. And so immersed was I, for a moment i forgot that i had come with her. For her actually.

"You love fishes a lot na?" I asked her.
"Umm...I love bulls ", She said with a twinkle in her eye.

It so happened that she visited my native place after one whole long year and as my luck would hav it they din stay with us. But She was an alien this time which naturally meant I was the guide !!! But But !! She doesnt seem to have plans of looking around the city. Grr... So, Finally i had to do something. So when i paid her a visit ....

I got a good welcome....Goodies were served by her mom which were sort of okay !!! I ate a few of them..... And as soon as I found out that she needed to submit a report on different kinds of fishes I had to do something...I offered to take her to an aquarian !!!

Now came another problem. How to take only her and leave her brother home. He liked roaming more than watching TV. One good excuse was that we go on a 2 wheeler !!! But would they send her with me on a 2 wheeler?? After convincing all sections of people that it was perfectly safe (including her brother by bribing him a chocolate) I could finally take her out.

The aquarian was a 10 km journey from the house which meant that i had enough time in travelling. We talked a lot of things while going. And luckily we dint talk about fishes...which I was fearing would be the main topic.

In half an hour we reached the 'fish corner'. That was a beautiful spot. I loved the place. That was my first visit there too !!! Finally after she completed her work writing names and scientific names and their egg sizes and their eating habits and blah blah blah she said she would buy me a gift. She bought me two gold fish. Yeah....And god i was so happy....After all 'A first gift' is always special. I wanted to give her a big hug. And you know i couldnt.

"You love fishes a lot na?" I asked her.

"Umm...I love bulls ", She said with a wild twinkle in her eye.

She chuckled. I chuckled. She giggled. I giggled. And then we laughed for quite some time. I dint understand why bulls but somehow she said it in a way that was down right funny. I dint think of it much. We laughed all the way back. I left her home. The day after she was going back to her home town.

Like every time I dint convert even this chance into Gold either !!! I loved her so much !!! But not a word to her !!! I still have those two gold fish. And this new template is in her memory !!! And it so reminds me of her.

The next afternoon, while i was lazing around with the newspaper half asleep, reading the editorial which contained letters to the editor in one corner and daily horoscope in the other, my eyes fell on the picture of a Gold fish against the Zodiac 'Aquarius'. Hehe I laughed to myself. I scrolled my eyes above to see my Taurean horoscope.

What do i find?? A bull against it. Gosh And she loved bulls. And she said that indeed !!! I am a bull. Bull is a taurean symbol. She loved taureans. Dunno Does this in any language mean she loves me. I was left wondering untill the long gap before i can meet her again.

My First Date ! ! !

2008-01-10T17:21:00.001+05:30

Finally I got a chance to ask her out !!! I was on a two-day visit to her city for some silly work I could have done without and when I got an invitation from her parents that I stay at their place What more could I wish !!!. First day I completed my work…The second I kept for myself….

Her father was in office, mother busy in kitchen and after finally convincing her younger brother that it is perfectly okay if he goes to play with locality kids leaving me I suddenly proclaimed that I wished to roam around the city. And after convincing relevant people that I was an alien to the city and need her as a guide, We set out !!! Otherwise a boy asking a girl out was considered bad manners and westernization and lack of ethics and What not!!!

First thing we boarded a bus and got down at a place she declared as Kashmir street. I dint care. What mattered was the time with her but she was so busy tryin to be a good guide naming every tiny place we passed !!! When will she understand??? When I say???

Time passed !!! I got help from my sense of humour…Laughed at right places. Gave proper exclamation marks... And so happy was I to see her laugh at some of my quotes…. And slowly we moved out of that tourist-guide relationship !!! More time passed !!! We did a bit of a shopping. The sun set…It was getting dark !!! I was thinking a hundred things….Did I make a mark on her? Somehow our attitude towards each other changed..we could talk to each other better !!!

Suddenly she started stammering !!!

“Zahid, I….”

I gave a nod to continue….

“Zahid, I….” she stammered !!!

That’s it I thought !!! she is going to say those 3 words !!! I was ready with a ‘me too !!!’ on the tip of my tongue…I will say me too…yeah

“Zahid I am hungry !!!”

“Me too”, I blurted out before stopping myself

“where shall we eat?”

Huh ? And I thought I would be busy huggin her by now

“You are the guide” I said

“Tandoori corner” She suggested !!!

“Great”, I said as if I had been eating there since ages

And while we sat down in those face each other chairs in a dim light restaurant with salt, pepper and two kinds of ketchup in between and soft music in background ….. I felt that it would be the best way to propose her. I was saying "do it zahid do it" to myself when she started stammerin…

“Zahid, I…”

This time I was so busy imagining that I din notice i had a ‘me too’ on my tongue tip

“Yeah say”

She repeated those words again and finally said, “Zahid, I will go wash my hands“

“Me too” I blurted out.

“Then who will look after the bags” she said like a grandma

“I meant after you return” I managed Phew !!!

I hit myself under the table for being such a idiot.

We enjoyed our food !!! laughed and blah blahed all through !! And while the food was comin to an end she said

She : I had a great time today

Me : You were a very good guide

She : You were a better tourist….You liked the place?

Me : I like it very much (and then mumbled ‘love you very much too’)

She din hear that or did she…She was stammerin again and it was different this time… I knew….The very way she pronounced I knew it had to be this ..

“Zahid, I…”

I gave that nod again….

“Zahid, I think…”

That’s it she thinks she loves me…..She isnt sure..she thinks.I gave another nod

And a few stammers later “Zahid, I think we should go home”

“Me too !!! “ I blurted out

“I think you din like my company as much” she said back

Oh God !!! what did I do ??? That was a boy who could never say…. And if she had read my eyes while I left her that night She would have known…If only she would have asked herself why this idiot says ‘me too’ so much…. If only She would read this piece of my literature !!!!

Or perhaps if only I would have thought why she needed to stammer at all the wrong places !!!

Belated Yearpost !!!

2008-01-08T13:17:00.000+05:30

8 days into the new year and I am doing the tag now !!! Belated yearpost !!! Btw Manisha tagged me this And I am doing it now...I did al my tags as late as possible !!! So..here goes....

· What had you done in 2007 that you had never done before? Blogging...Yes..This is the year I have started bloggin...And i am simply enkindled !!!
· What would you like to have in 2008 that you lacked in 2007?
Someone special .... Someone who would walk with me the whole life err...Dont ask me to own a dog now...I hate dogs !!!
· What do you wish you had done more of 2007?
Made the most of the one day in the whole year I could see her !!!
· What song(s) will always remind you of 2007?
Jab we met - Tum se hi

· What date from 2007 will remain etched upon your memory and why? People have written their B'days in this column....I remember the date but nothing scintillating happened that day....But i took one bold step in the same month and got a thrashing for that too !!!
· What did you get really, really, really excited about?
My thoughts !!! And every time something nice struck me I thought yeah I would blog on this !!!
· What was the best thing you got in 2007?
At the beginning of the year I got a diary !!! which i am using till now even in '08!!!
· What places did you visit this year?
My home town is kakinada and my study place is durgapur...And othr than that visited chennai and hyderabad and kolkata (others not worth mentioning)!!!
· What was the best book you read in 2007?
Love story - Erich segal
· What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
It was a saturday....I was expecting surprises which dint happen and I was 19 !!!
· What do you wish you had done less of in 2007?
Wake up late at nights ..I dont know i still think i could have avoided specs had i been an early to bed early to rise specimen !!!
· What was your favorite film this year?
Taare zameen par was brilliant and so was If only !!!
· Who did you miss the most among relatives and friends?
Perhaps this 7 year old cousin....Shez such a sweetum asks me sweet questions gets happy visiting me and invites me to her home every time she senses I have hols !!!

· What did you hate most about yourself this year?
I remember writing in my diary that i was a failure and i was an idiot and lots of stuff sometime between ... I spoilt some pages of my diary then writing recklessly...Perhaps i hate that phase
· Did you do anything you are ashamed of this year?
Perhaps !!! Atleast everyone made me feel ashamed of that tomato !!! *sigh* There is no appreciation for out of the box display pics
· If you could go back in time to any moment of 2007 and change something, what would that be?
Go back to the hair cut shop and change the bloody way the haircut was done..It looks so awful
· Did you do any act of benevolence this year?
A very few times but yeah in the trains !!!
· My 2008 wish list:
My habit of reading novels was all time low during this phase..I hope to revive it .... Then of course blog more !!! And god make my life happy and eventful for the next years yearpost !!!

I dont tag this to anyone...Because it is already too late...but anybody who is desperate to do can snatch it from me !!!

Tag blog par --- Every tag is special !!!

2008-01-06T12:59:00.000+05:30

TAG OF RANDOM QUESTIONS :

1. Pick out a scar you have, and explain how you got it -

There is a scar I hav between my eyebrows...I have been asked about it by 34,129 people and have always had to tell that I fell from a chair on the edge of a table when I was about five. Now that i got spectacles the scar is well hidden !!!

2. What does your phone look like? -

Please someone teach me how to take a pic from Nokia 1100 . Yes..Thats my phone...And i am unable to take the pic and post it here

3. What is on the walls of your bedroom? -

A poster sayin 'Every morning a deer wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion to survive. Every morning a lion wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the slowest deer not to starve to death. It doesnt matter you are a lion or a deer you must wake up every day and run'. The following day i put up that poster I slept upto 12 in the noon !!!

4. What is your current desktop picture? -

5. Do you believe in gay marriage? -

Believe??? What does believe mean???

6. What do you want more than anything right now? -

You know its almost 6 months since anybody actually hugged me...Now a days I have them typed in scrap books or comment boxes ...but....but !!!

7. Are your parents still together? -

There might be only two answers for this yes or no and my answer is not the one majority of people have

8. Last person who made you cry? -

Darsheel sapory...Ya..If you guessed taare zameen par, you are right !!!

9. What is your favorite perfume/cologne? -

Err...I dont use them...(*Dont even know the proper names to lie)

10. What are you listening to? -

Tum se hi - Jab we met !!!

11. Do you get scared of the dark? -

Not yet

12. Do you like pain killers? -

I dont hate them !!!

13. Are you too shy to ask someone out? -

Damn yes !!! Why do you think would I be writing about her so much otherwise??

14. If you could eat anything right now, what would it be? -

My finger nails !!!

15. Who was the last person who made you mad? -

Recallin a lil older incident ....My room mates. We were all a set of silly idiots. Alas, now I am alone in this single room...But my blog frequency increased after this !!!

16. Who was the last person who made you smile? -

Luckydi , when she called me a buffalo for puttin a tomato as my pic !!!

17. Is someone in love with you? -

If only.....

Now i tag :

The sho shweet Patchez
A child named prachi
A german manisha
Chiku's Mad girl

Aane Chaar Aane

2008-01-05T23:02:00.000+05:30

Sameera, the desi duck !!! tagged me this and with due apologies i'm posting this late !!! Err...Is there anything like A man is known by the songs he listens to...Otherwise I might be in a fix !!! I always listen in shuffle mode only...So din hav any difficulty searching for it !!!!

Rules according to her :

1. Put your music player on shuffle mode.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write the name of the song no matter what - no cheating ;)
4. Dont click on the links..They are misleading !!!

IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY?" YOU SAY?
"Bum bum bole" --- taare zameen par
(Okay...For a start na !!!)

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
"Hum jo chal ne lage hai ...." --- Jab we met
(Ya....Dreaming of special someones !!!)

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
"Do you know..." --- Enrique
(I do... I do....)

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
"Kholo kholo..." --- Taare zameen par
(I feel like opening up more...and more as i continue this tag !!)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?
"Aye khairate aashiqui" --- Guru
(Seems I was born to fall in love !!!)

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
"Happy days ROCK" --- Happy days
(This is a telugu track... But I have better mottos also.. )

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
"Hey Angel" --- The corrs
(And i thought angel was used only for sweet girls *sigh*)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
"Complicated" --- Avril Lavigne
(This ones true too...Yeah it is !!!)

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
"Numb" --- Linkin park
(Not quite but I feel numb sometimes!)

WHAT IS 2+2?
"Would you be happier" --- The corrs
(Why does it matter would you be any more happier if it were 2, 3 or 4 or anyhting else)

DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
"Tum Se hi" --- Jab we met
(That means i do na....but sadly i doubt if i own one..
Or is it tht the one you think is your best fren)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
"Baatein hawa hai sari" --- Cheeni kum
(Yeah....the lyrics suit the answer !!! )

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
"Faint"--- Linkin park
(It has shades of faint but ever since i stepped on the blogger there was nothing even close to faint)

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
"We are so young" --- The corrs
(Awwww? This is a surprise now..*yoodles*)

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
"Knockin on heavens door" --- Avrilk lavigne
(I dont want the creature to rest in peace though !!!)

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
"Saawariya"--- Saawariya
(Nahi !!! I dont want to end up like that ...sacrificing my love *sob* *sob*)

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
"Ye cheekati" --- Happy days
(Thatz another telugu number..It means we should dream even in the fear of darkness and the kind....dreams must be dreamt !!! and i will dance for us on that day for our future dreams !!!)

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
"Soniye"--- Aksar
(What ??? I knew himesh reshmiys will doom me one day !!!*GRowl*)

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
"Stay here tonight"--- Enrique Iglesias
(may be plans of bein at home lazing ....)

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
"Saiyaan" --- Kailash kher
(Yeah...Perhaps her...HAvent told her nor to anyone those could matter)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
"Deewangi"--- Om shanti om
(Yeah....I do hav a set of very crazy virtual frenz!!! proof of this is doin all these crazy tags )

WHAT SHOULD YOU POST THIS AS?
"Aane chaar aane" --- Lage raho munna bhai
(Heehaw Yooo yippeee...Yoodledooo chikichiki....Im mad with happYness...HO HO HO ticki ticki)

Thanks so much mighty desi duck !!! I enjoyed it like anything.....But it has come to an end !!! I want to do this again some time with new playlists !!!!
Now I tag :
The Sho Shweet PATCHEZ
A one-of my kin MATTY
A child named PRACHI
Chiku's MAD GIRL
A german MANISHA
Modemless BUSY WRITER

Veiwing the idiot box !!!

2008-01-03T23:51:00.000+05:30

I am not a tv addict but being a human need to watch it sometimes... And oh my god !!! what all happens now-a-days !! have a glimpse of it here !!!

Bomb diffusion scene :

There was just 5 minutes for the bomb to explode !!! And obviously the hero has come to diffuse the bomb !!! everyone is evacuated while the hero is alone to battle the bomb which is morever showed on live tv.... Time for hero to do something...he plucks a wire ....then he goes OMG and WTF !!! Time is running !!! If he fails to diffuse the whole arena is supposed to be blown off which of course is never going to happen !!! The hero tries real hard in pretending that he doesnt know this fact....plucks more wires.... More OMG's !!! More WTF's !!! only one minute remaining. More OMG's !!! And then suddenly..... After 7 minutes the bomb is finally diffused but everything is safe !!! Nothing blows up !!! how is this possible ? The trick is that the hero need not count the 6 minutes used in between for Advertisements !!!

Cricket all the way :

These advertisements grab the maximum time in cricket too !!! One of these days you will find dhoni summoned by match refree for slow over rate !!!

Refree : Thats real bad !!! you took 1 hour extra to bowl 50 overs !!!

Dhoni : That was bcoz we Indians need to do so many advertisements in between the overs...that it gets late !!!! never mind !!!

Refree : You cant get away with this ...what must i do???

Dhoni : reduce the match to 20 overs and see if we dont win !!!

Refree : No, not that way !!! you will be fined !!!

Dhoni : (calculates in the air)okay...I will be earning enough with those advt's even if you fine upto 75% of my match fee !!!

Refree : I will give you a 3 match ban !!!

Dhoni : that means i can go for the video shoot of reliance and hero honda and amul shakti and the new one with deepika WOW !!! They were pending for weeks bcoz of cricket !!!

Refree : AARgh !!! (summons the whole team and asks them one by one)

Refree : Mr.Tendulkar !!! what makes you run for boost every time an over completes !!!

Tendulkar : I have to !!! How else do you think i got 15,000+ runs !!!

Refree : Mr.Ganguly !!! do you also want to say you got 10,000+ runs eating those britannia biscuits!!

Ganguly : No !! No !! me and tendulkar both drink boost !! we dip these biscuits in it so it gets tasty and flavory !!!

Refree : *hits his head with the willow and faints...Presently in coma*

Channel 'V' :

The title track of Jhoom Barabar Jhoom was so long that it required 2 advertisements in between to finally complete it !!! And why did Amrita Rao need to do My name i s anthony gonsalves...The hero looked a complete daffar...I would have been a better option !!!

Relief came in the form of Jodha Akbar's Jashn-e-bahaara track !!!!

Taare zameen par :

Saw the movie...liked it....And at the song "Meri maa" God....My eyes were fillin with tears....I couldnt stop them...What beautiful lyrics !!! At the parts when the boy cries in bed after all the lights are switched off and then the one in the bathroom alone and then cleans with water before comin out...God...Somewhre it hit me....I cried like that when i was young... Oh.... Life sails Indeed !!!

Of New year, spectacles and mosquitos

2008-01-02T04:25:00.000+05:30

Everyone seems to be posting on new year !!! I have nothing special to write on it !!! but a happy new year to one and all !!! This new years eve of mine was spent in a train !!! The magical moment...err midnight was spent with eyes closed in a thick blanket with not a whiff of a cracker !!! So...nothing special...din watch any special programmes or wished frenz !!! And i am beginnin to hate orkut for its multiple scrap feature...being bombarded with all kinds of wrong scraps !!

Finally i am back to college after a long journey which involved an auto, 2 buses and 2 trains and lots of walk in between !!! In the train for the first time i found a silly girl glancing at me....this was only my second journey with my spectacles !!! was I veiwable in spectacles?? or was it that now that i wore them i could see surroundings better !!! will have to research on this !!!

But the spectacles had a tough time with me !!! A 11 month old baby i fondled plucked my specs out and threw them twice.... And pretending to sleep (oneof my arts !!!) was difficult withthese on !!! And i dint know whre to keep my specs in the trail room for changing a t-shirt !!! My freedom to sleep anyhwere and sleep while reading is lost !!! *remembering those moments*

Now i continue my days at home...

Watched Life in a .... Metro !!! Late night and all the time it was Life with a .... mosquito !!! Here i tell you something about them.... This winter they have breeded so well that i can guarantee there are some 100001 mosquitoes for every man in india(women ratio is different again)...So dense were they that I could kill a few hundred by just walking around the home stamping them....They could sit on the all out machine and yet stay hale and hearty(okay okay....the machine was not connected with electrictiy but waht abt the odour!!!) You raise your head to drink water frm a blottle and you couldnt escape a few in your mouth!!! So high is their number that i am surprised i havent got dengue yet !!!

Life is such !!!

Of grandpa's in general !!!

2007-12-23T11:49:00.000+05:30

Hmm.....part of being in a vacation continues!!! yesterday I had to attend a fucntion meant for some old people.... I was forcefully taken inspite of many pleads and excuses i gave to my mom!!! And i got ripe there (pak gaya). however there was one moment things lightened up and i post it here.....

There was a anchor on stage whose duty was to announce the name of those people and they would come up on the stage.... he seemed to hav a list of adjectives viz; 'active' 'energetic' 'dynamic' 'athletic' 'dedicated' 'sincere' etc; etc; out of which he assigned nay two to a particular person.To one of them he assigned 'ACTIVE AND DYNAMIC'. You must have seen the expressiononthe face when someone in hte audience shouted 'ACTIVE AND DIABETIC'.

I have nothing against grandfathers but wuld like to mention them in this post !!! some common questions you got to face from them

Where are you studying?
This is a question you will be asked by the same grand uncle every time you approach him!!! thats how they start !!! I have answered this question about 52,134 times and 2,134 times to the same person!!!

How are studies there?
I want to tell them that they are spelled the same allover inida S-T-U-D-I-E-S..... but gotta answer everythin's well !!!

Which branch of engineering?
I answer mechanical engineering and here they give the expression that it is a untouchable branch..for them only ece and cse are the branches!! and the point i did gone so far to study is stressed more than that the college is an nit. true i couldnt get those branches but i dint even opt for electronics or electrical......I feel mechanical suits me.

Two more quetions yu got to face from them when you go to your frenz house !!!!!

Where is your home???
As soon as you answer this question you will be asked if that is your own home as if they are going to gift you one if it was rented !!!

Waht does your father do?
Huh?? Early morning yoga teacher!!! from 6 am to 9 am as neighbourhood doodhwala and paperwala then 9 am to 6 pm in a mnc and then from 6pm to 9pm as a rickshaw puller and then 9pm onwards night watchman!!!! Any problems????

Thats life in hols....with grand pa's.....They are mostly retired and spend hours wathcing and hearing news....To-be engineers will get a lot of suggestions and things like 'you should make the country proud'...there are a particular species who lecture on aim of havin a goal and the goal in having an aim and blah blah .... Duh!!! During cricket matches you will find critizisms showered upon....and if in a loosing match if a bowler earns a hard-earned wicket it is termed a 'fluke'

But belive me they got an immense experience.....and i mean the word immense!!!!

P.S : Love you frenz!!! i will be back to unlimitedness soon!!!

Part of being in a vacation !!!

2007-12-17T07:49:00.000+05:30

I dont usually go late to railway stations but this time I did and Thank god !!! Indian trains are late !!! I mean it. Thats the reason I could reach my home for the vacations. Like others even i would like to chip in with curses on indian trains !!! And what have i encountered ???

A monkey cap with perhaps a man inside (cant help it if the caps so so big)
A vendor with the face of a late-night-horror-show-orator selling 'samosas'
A beggar with a monkey trying to attract some animal-saver kind of individuals.

Now a days i dont feel pity at the beggars in the trains. dont know why ?? however pitiable thier condition is.... The only one that i would like to help is the one who calmly cleans the compartment and then sits still for a few minutes for alms...He even doesnt ask for them !!

And now a tribute to mothers :

If they werent there you would never be able to catch those early morning trains.
You must see the expression on her face when someone praises the food she cooks !!! Olympic winner !! (please do this frenz....makes her happy)
They are the one who make sure not twice but twelvice that u wouldnt drive above 40 on roads and go beyond a few meters at the beach.
They get desperate like hell when suddenly water supply ceases in the kitchen.
And you need to assure atleast a hundred times that you would not stand near the door on the train (when young it was not keeping hands outside the windows)

But I do stand at the door. Psst...she doesnt know how to scare me !! the threat that could drag me away is 'Dont stand there if u want your voter election card !!!' At the last elections i was just 17 or almost 16 and hence couldnt exercise my fundamental right !! now that i have crossed the so-called legal age i dont want to die before i vote ...atleast once.....*sigh* 18 As long as i can vote !!!

And now for grandmothers :

They get as desperate as mothers without water
They are so afraid of sitting on the back of a two-wheeler of their respective grand sons. And believe me i drive very slow (atleast when she sits) and god knows how grand ma of narain karthikeyan feels.
The only reason they agree to come to restaurants along with the whole family is to prove that they can cook the same recipe better than the 'restaurant wala'

*Sigh* Time to sign off !!! Lack of tiem you see !!! Limited internet at home !!!

P.S : This post took shape on a lousy train journey,....the same one which i catched by a whisker !!!!

The 8 facts Tag!!

2007-12-08T09:30:00.000+05:30

Hey !!! This is my 25th post !!! So, silver jubilleee And over it I'm tagged !!! My first ever tag!!! thanks to divya !!! Who after jus reading one post was kind enough to give me one !!!! (I am smiling like anything) !!!! Okay now tag business!!! Let me start with this pic, which i stole from some blogger's blog who forgot to put up copyscape and anti piracy thing....(I would hav stolen it even if it was there....) Now for the 8 facts !!!!

1. Well, A zahid is a zahid is a zahid !!!! No,No, i dont think i am unique....but just i remebered this quote sayin "You must always remember that you are unique, just like anyone else !!!" I feel very happy bloggin.... Previously i din have any well-defined hobby and had to think a lot when asked about my hobbies....Now i have a defined one!!!!! - blogging !!!

2. Music is always running *playlists enqueued and shuffle on*.....there are some plusses when u r not at home but living alone in your hostel room....I can always jump and go gaga whenever i like without shocking anyone.And i can dance madly whenever i want....*I think i dance good when alone*

3. My bed will have something to complain here...coz i never get off it...No, its not that i sleep for long hours...but i do everythin from studying to eating to almost anything.....the bed is placed in the room in such a fashion that sittin on it i can reach my cupboards, open the door and even engage on the comp. I even *generously* donated my chair alloted to me coz i nevr needed it !!!

4. I never copy in exams..dont know why.... In school i never even showed my answer sheet to others....here however I show my sheet. When another fren of mine came and told how frustrated he was coz he too couldnt copy but all others get extra marks doing this - I felt we were the partners in crime !!!

5. And i hate those (menacing) poeple who pretend to be nice when you go to their homes by putting more rice and more and more mutton chicken paneer stuff...while in actual my tummys filled up....I cant waste food !! i dont like wasting it....but i do it everyday...cant help it...I never finish my plate at hostel !!!

6. And yes....I never promise to anyone because i cant break promises !!! there are some rules i follow and i dont know why i cant break them !!!!

7. And I will marry early in life....may be at 24 ...dunno but i think i need a good fren for life...I got many frenz but no good frenz...perhaps except one !!! *And i wont marry him otherwise they will cal me gay*

8. And i am not all that nice and honest.... I dont mind breaking some traffic rules... read pirated books and watch pirated movies.... stole white sheets from my school so that i could write on it.... remember havin pushed someone into sewage drain when i was 10 and and only once in thrice return if the shopkeeper gives extra change !!!!

Yipeeee!! I completed my first ever tag!!! And as soon as i post it, it will be enjoyment time and i will go back to going gaga and mad merriment... especially my exams being over!!! And here i tag my frenz who havent had a tag yet too.... patchez manisha pallav somya sneha garima matty

P.S : And i feel so sad, i gotta go home for 2 weeks which means i cant update my blog as i got no net at home !!!!

Things people say !!!

2007-11-30T13:35:00.000+05:30

When I sit down to right this post here..... There is a Glass between my eyes and Internet explorer 7.... Of course I am not talking about the computer monitor screen. But Just before my eyes. And I will remember this as the first post with my spectacles on !!!!

While bloggers around the world are getting TAGGED by one or the other, I got spectacled. *Grunt* (Yeah I havent been offered a tag yet!!! ). I din break this news in my house yet !!! Otherwise I would have been advised (ordered) to cut down my hours before my comp on the net!!!

And when my pals saw me after this metamorphosis d different reactions I received are :

You look good in the spectacles !!!
You dont look as good in spectacles !!!
You look like a scholar ( I Do ???) !!!!
You look like a comedian (Do I ???) !!!
The spectacles suit you !!!
You suit the spectacles *#%$!* !!!
You look grown up (married, they meant...*sigh* )!!!
You could have been better :) !!!
You could have been worse :( !!!
You look like shahid kapoor(does shahid look that good?)!!!
You look blindfolded !!!
Where is Zahid ???

Huff !!!! After answering questions of when , why and how and 'what is the power' and 'in which units' and 'positive or negative' I am now a bit relieved !!! Everyone has accepted it now!!!

Thank god!!! No one gave comments like these when at one point of time my voice changed!!!

This voice suits you !!!
The voice doesnt suit you !!!
You sound like a handicapped goat !!!
You sound like a teethless grandfather !!!
You sound like a second-hand gramophone !!!
Your voice seems to come from deep under the stomach (via liver, pancreas, spleen, oesophagus and then through the nose ) !!!
Your voice is same as Sonu Nigam's Dupe !!!
Your voice seems original now !!!
Why dont you try as a radio artist !!! (for Farmer Development channel)
Your voice seems like an unsynchronous dubbed movie!!!

P.S : My exams are going on !!!! And it feels very strange to study with specs on !!!! I dont mind those comments on my havin new specs!!! (of course as long as it goes well with that one girl I think i am in love with). And of course wish me good luck !!!!

Ad Festal ! ! !

2007-11-24T02:01:00.000+05:30

Hmm...Advertisements, I like them a lot....Actually i like them a lot more than those dready serials. Actually when mom and grand mom watch those while dinner I pray for an Advt to relieve me.... And so would love to dedicate a blog on it !!!! Here go one good, one bad advt and two of my creations !!!!

The BEST'EST Advt:

A boy and a girl just get down a taxi and move towards the girl's house and the external voice says "dropping your girl friend house on a taxi- Rs.150/-"

The boy LEANS on the wall of the house and before parting asks the girl for a lip on lip kiss and the voice says "confidence to ask her for a kiss-1 peg of whisky- Rs.200/-"

The girl sheepishly reminds him of her father (by pointing) who was inside but the boy persists and the voice says "Asking the kiss in front of her own house -1 more peg of whisky -Another Rs.200/-"

And suddenly the mother comes out and tells the two lovers that father permits them to do whatever they want but to please stop LEANing on the doorbell (which had been ringing all this time) and the voice says "~~~~ Having a girl friend whose father has a sense of humour - PRICELESS ~~~~" And then ~~~"Money cant buy you everything.For everything else there is mastercard"~~~

The DUMBEST Advt:

A one page add is dedicated for a washing machine with the header as "now presenting a washing machine that can cook food"

And while in the few milliseconds before i see the picture below i think of science, technology and the possibility of how the drier part might also be a heating unit thus serving as a microwave oven....

Then I see the picture and there is a meek rice-cooker which is supposed to be free half hidden behind the washing machine. And worse more both the appliances have eyes and are blushing!!!

The picture one :

Self explanatory!!!

GOOGLE Advt on my blog:

I actually applied google ad sense whose terms and conditions included that it could put up any ad related to what i wrote and after my post-"Rats have nine lives too..!!!" what do i find??? The space was alloted to a rodent control organisation whose terms and conditions in turn included that rats were indeed the worst pests to have in the house but they arent responsible if the pests return 1 month from when they employ thier de-rodenting stuff.

My own Creations ! ! ! !

Advt 1: A man is shown to be eating the gutka-pan or manikchand or whatsoever and he has this bad habit of spitting anywhere and anytime. He sits in the train and spits outside the WINDOW of the train and that too carelessly much to the awkwardness of other passengers and the ire of his victims. And one day when he continues his habit of spitting, it gets reflected and the man is seen soiled by his own spit. The camera rotates and the voice says "SAINT GOBAIN GLASSES - so transparent and clear you cant see them"

Advt 2: A train vendor comes with toys all over him as if hez participating in a fancy dress competition. no one is fascinated except one boy who annoys his father to buy him... The father hesitates but finally not being able to see the glum face of his son, agrees. The toy was a jumping frog. the boy buys it and while playing with it, the frog jumps and runs away. And Later is shown to reach the vendor who is two compartments away and the external voice says "duracell- faithful, runs with more energy and for a longer time."

P.S-1: Dear saint gobain and duracell...Please do read this and you know what to do...Grab me in your service...I would love a marketing job after my graduation!!!

P.S-2: Would love more ideas in the comments section!!!

The lighter side

2007-11-19T16:56:00.001+05:30

A record of what we call ' The lighter side '.

This is one of my favorite cartoons....

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The other day I found my frends g-talk custom message with the words of a scientist-'charles darwin'.I couldnt resist chaffing him.

Me: Dude!! Is darwin still alive?
Him: No, I guess not.
Me: Was he very famous?
Him: No, but he devised the evolution theory and was the first one to find out about...
Me(cutting him short): Did he get a noble prize?
Him: errr..No
Me: Then why are we discussing him?
Him: But it was you.....#%$&*#......

The other day with my friend:
(while chatting with him, people were around ...)

Me : Dude!!! lemme just tell you next weeks viva is prephoned to tomorrow evening.
Him : 'f***'
Me: Dude!! people are watching...wouldnt be nice to use such things in public
Him: Whatz wrong dude!!!
Me: you use words like that and say .....
Him: hold it !! what do you think are these ***??
Me: obviously must be U-C-K
Him: No,.... bloody f***
Me: Then???
Him: I-S-H
Me: *!!!!*
Him: Why? shahrukh khan has used it in public, aint he?
Me: Yeah dude!! but why did you write those *'s ...couldnt u just use FISH
Him: Well, You see ...I am a vegetarian and usage of such eatable things is a ...
Me: you are a f***** Fish!!!!

shahrukh khan has reminded the teens all over india a new word to use instead of the regular 'Damn', 'Shit' and 'F***'. It is 'FISH' (*rmember OSO) .We are so well versed in using words or phrases borrowed form the films that we make it a daily use until something new pops up.(*remember 'Ghanta' used by arshad warsi in kabul express and ...so on.....)

Life is such....

'Viva' Vs 'Om Saawariya Om'

2007-11-14T20:15:00.000+05:30

Its very easy to screw your viva voce....especially if the night before, two blockbuster movies are being played back to back on your college video station, . Yes...I do mean Om shanti om and saawariya.

And let me tell you first about those two films...

Om shanti om :

Shahrukh khan proves that frenship is the ultimate thing and no one/nothing can exceed it....Of course not by jumping into fire to rescue deepika padukone but by acting in the film on farah khan's request. And the punch line of this movie is a lousy long heard sms 'If its not well, it is not the end'...which is then repeated again and again. Dunno farah khan wanted to make a spoof or a serious movie on reincarnation but she mixed up both and ultimately messed up the movie.

But do please watch this movie once...so u can better unstand the lashing movie reveiws and also you can actively participate among your freinds when it is being made fun of and better your fren's perception of 'This scene was the height of all...'

But a fresh deepika padukone did wonders for the film, i believe.... A good actress and already the first crush of many teens and umpteenth crush of many other.....

P.S : Dear deepika padukone!!! I am not even a junior artist but i do really like you.I cant jump in the fire for you but yes I can help you from drowning by jumping in the water. (and if farah khan is even a millimicron right The whole world should be busy trying to fix us up in a love bond.)

Saawariya:

Hear we have sanjay leela banshali back to his old ways... And whats with this song popping out every 10 minutes in the movie...Clearly he seemed to balance the void created by 'black'. And the son n daughter of two former son of greats did quite a good job in the film. But this time my wishes are not going to the heroine but the hero--Ranbir kapoor. what with his somewhat natural style of mischief and trying to be happy nature , I did like him.

And today finally (after having a tough time waking up early) when i went to viva with the bare minimum knowledge i could gather in the short remaining time, the professor was bent on making a hen out of me(remember murga banana)

#1 The idiot examines the whole report of mine and finally asks me to show the moulding machine in the report i'd written. Both of us knew that i dint draw it. Needless to say i couldnt show it and my excuse of 'couldnt find it in the reference book' did not go well with him.

#2 He somehow found a diagram without labelling in one corner and says 'I wont give you marks for this report....no..I wont*with a satirical voice*..BAh!!! why the hell did i write that 40 page report missing one good night's sleep.

#3 He pours down a bunch of workshop tools in front and asks me to identify which is the reaming tool..Believe me most of the tools look alike and when i finally selected one tool he says it is wrong... And then he asks me to find another tool the sleeve and after analysing thoroughly for some time i give the correct answer, he says 'you took too much time' Great !&#! I thought and to the final question when i answered it right within the time limits he asks me what is it used for? BAh!! #uc& ....Hit with the hammer again!!!

Somehow I come out of this viva unhurt just to find out there is another viva tomorrow morning..So i think i realy gotta go now coz i dont want to screw that one also...

P.S : GOd give me strength *not to pass the viva* but to keep my eyes away from movies and songs atleat this one night.

The Kolkata experience

2007-11-11T08:39:00.000+05:30

When my fren praveen asked me if I would accompany him on saturday to calcutta....oops sorry 'kolkata' I decided I would. Afterall this was due for quite a long time. And it is a shame to tell others that I'd never been there while living so close to this metro city.

We had to board a train at 6 in the morning which meant we had to get up before 5 and catch the first bus. And that was a tough job because we din take any precautions (like sleeping early{early meant 1 AM}) the previous night. But I finally got up by snoozing the alarm just twice.

while waiting for the never on time train in durgapur station, we had a small talk:

Me: Hmm...God, why are we waiting like hell sacrificing sleep.

Him: Our lifez so boring na; We are jus another boys of another college.

Me: *nod my head and wait for him to continue*

Him: We are not a cracker in academics...leave it then..we can never be....But idiots we are we'd never gone to a disco never on a friendly day-out with special someones, no girl friends to talk on phone with...nothing.

Me: you got a point there....we will break some rules today..... why not flirt for fun with the girl over there. (I point her out sitting on the bench)

Him: See whoz beside her

Me: Is it difficult to flirt with someone when her fathers around

Him: damn yes....

Me : At that one then....

Him: See whoz beside her

Me: Is it difficult to flirt with someone when her brothers around

Him: Damn even difficult....He will know more easily that she is being flirted.

Me: you mean fathers are dumb

Him: No, but it will take them some time to realise coz./...

The train comes and our we are left at that coz she boarded an AC compartment and we remained jus another boys in the sleeper compartment

This itself made the city not all that beautiful as hyderabad.

And when I found a ragged family so busily occupied before the ATM that they wouldnt care to move to allow passers-by to reach upto it it made it even less beautiful.......(Here i dint feel pity at those poor people)

But there were some highs too...

Firstly the howrah bridge...

And then I unexpectedly met one of my frens near 'college street' which meant that it wasnt difficult to find someone in a city of over 1 crore population. That made me happy. *'Yes!!!'* (The Derek 'O Brein style) This raised my hopes of finding the girl i think i love from another small city with not more than 5 lakh population. God please dont disappoint me and prove yourself right when after such incidents i tell myself 'Itz a small round world'

And when we boarded the metro from Esplanade to Tollygunge, and back I could say the city was more beautiful underground.

And when i saw those age-old trams moving about with as much noise as a busy factory machine I actually liked them., those trams that could be boarded running even when at full speed, those trams on which people never footboarded coz no one even boarded,those trams.....

And after a jubiliant day when it was time to leave the city, I want to clearly mention that 'I did not shed a single tear'. Yes....and nor did my fren. So anybody from kolkata who read this post do not ...... Get emotional.

P.S : I wish i could write more on this city but have to go now......

The angelic devil - 2 !!!

2007-11-08T03:16:00.000+05:30

In the midst of a beautiful dream, I felt something moving. And it was me. And in a moment I awoke for that wretch(that is what I called her as soon as she woke me) shook me like I was a flowering tree that would knock off petals. I had not an iota of a feeling to get up. Moreover it was just 10 in the morning on a Sunday.

I warned her to be off but she persisted and you know how annoying it is to be shook vigorously in sleep. I got angry, said a few words and then jerked her which somehow hit her below the eye.

I will make it clear now that she wasn't injured but sure pretended I played a big part in that lil fight. By the way, lemme introduce her, she is one creature I knew one year less than myself and shares the same set of blood as I.

Somehow she built anger inside herself and now was unwilling to speak to me. I tried numerous ways to coax her to open her mouth but she was too rigid. I got too nice. Even did my part of household chores myself. but no avail. Did even her part of work. No respite. Bought her new crunchy cashew dairymilk out of my pocket money. She ate it but no avail. Shared 51% of the custard mom made but no respite.

It was one week since she last spoke to me. It made me really sick. She wasn’t happy either. It was very hard for her not to speak with me, she tried to ignore me alone and be normal to everybody else but she just couldnt. What could I do to help not only myself but even my lil sis????

One night after dinner when we were about to sleep, she was warming up with a novel under her blanket. I was a few yards away on my bed. I felt like speaking. I knew she was listening to me though her eyes were immovable from the novel. I spoke….

“ You know dear…..mom once told me that when the day you were born and she showed you to me, the first thing I did was to catch your fingers and it was then you opened your eyes for first time. And the first thing I spoke from my mouth was ‘Cheeni’… you remember you were called ‘cheeni’ when you were young. And when young I painted you and me on a white paper, which mom so liked that she preserved it with her to remind her of her two children. I love you dear and all those days…you remember the times we stole away the food left by the guests and ate them secretly under the bed. That crap kitten we adopted as pet before getting caught and being punished.

Now you aren’t speaking with me…Wish I could tell how I’m feeling… The only other time we dint speak was when you dint learn to speak….I….”

I dint know why but I stopped. Couldn’t continue. Was getting carried away really. And I could hear some sobbing nearby. Uff!! That idiot was so sentimental.

The next morning I again woke up to a wobble but this time very gentle and filled with love. She woke me this time 6 in the morning (okay!! Okay!! It was not a weekend). I somehow had a smile. She got a bit, what we say, emotional on my shoulder and even let out a few tears. It was difficult for me to produce crocodile tears. So just smiled.. but yes it was great to have her attention back.

While brushing our teeth, she asked me, doubtfully:

“Bhaiyya, I don’t remember When was it that we brought that kitten home?”

“sorry dear, I made up that part…coz I loved you….I am so happy you are again normal…. " (She is some how amused)

"I would like to Confess all the lies I told you in my life”

“???” (that was the expression on her face)

“Please don’t ask mother to show any painting drawn by me…coz I never painted a single thing in my life”

(She gives a very wild look at me)

“And Actually I dint see you one month till you were born. I was actually away at that time at grand ma’s house ”

(She throws a mug of water at me angrily..And I duck.,,.Ha Ha !!!)

“And Like every normal child my first words were not ‘cheeni’ but ‘mama’ and ‘papa’….…”

(Shez running after me with the broom stick….Help!!! Ouch!!! Help !!!)

" And i even remember having said i loved you "

But yipee....I am so happy i got her back.

P.S : This is a sequel to my previous post

'The angelic devil'

Rats have nine lives too...!!!

2007-11-01T18:39:00.000+05:30

This vacation when I went home, I had more than a family awaiting me. Let me show you the orkut profile of that creature

Name: Jerry- II (I kept it ..you will soon know why)
Age : Eternal
Marital status : Ummm..(Dunno it was real or an optical illusion but remember having seen two at a time in front of the mirror)

About me: A fun loving hole making nuisance creating mouse who simply loves to dwell in human arena

Fashion : naked
Pets : Plague bacteria
Living : In a hole

Wishlist: Cheese and chicken

Passions: Food
Sports : I love to play catch me if you can
Books: have bited through alchemist and john grisham
Tv shows: Tom and jerry (runs around tv in prime time)
Career interests : Nibbling

Home address : Hole- 7,Under the sapota tree in the left corner of the garden.

Testimonials : Hez my best rodent frend. An adroit hole-maker….Can substitute a drilling m/c on bricks, He simply loves those home-made potato fry. A winner in running competitions. Hope you invade lots of houses....Urs Ratty.

Communities joined: BELLING THE CAT , WE HATE MOUSE HUNT , I DONT SLEEP AT NIGHT

Photos: included him with a big chunk of mayonnaised bread
Scrapbook: Err..(was filled with lots of leftovers)

Whoever said Cats had nine lives surely hadn’t researched on rats. Which I came to know during my 15 day stay at home.

The 9 lives:

Life 1 : My unkind mother flings the just washed plastic plate she held in her hand as soon as she first spotted the mouse. The mouse scurried away and poor mom had to wash the plate again.

Life 2 : This time, I spot it and luckily I even have a vegetable knife in my hand and I aim at the mouse again. Rat is too fast. I miss.

(Convinced that we are a family of poor archers we give up the idea of aiming and shooting.)

Life 3 : This time she manages a broom in her hand and thud!! Thudd!!. The rat has another escape.

(I take things into my hands now)

Life 4 : I sit ready with the broom waiting for the mouse to turn up and the moment I see I whack it and even hit it but What a Fool!!! I was…..I hit it with the soft corner of the broom and rat actually enjoys some tickling before it vanishes.

(I take pride in announcing that I finally hit it.)

Life 5 : This time I am ready with a sharp rod instead of a broom and wait. The rat comes and I whack and thud!! Oh..Oh..I knock off the mixer grinder.

(I am scolded and ordered out of the kitchen and blamed for the mess I’d caused. The rat has the last laugh)

Life 6 : I tamed the street cat and somehow dragged it towards the mouse hole only to make further mess of the garden. Either the cat was vegetarian or the stuff shown on tv is absolute crap. The rat continues a happy life.

Life 7 : Again, I take things into my stride. Being a mechanical engineer, I build a mouse trap with clamps wires and trusses and then leave it in the kitchen with a bait(leftover rice). I proudly wake up in the morning to find the cage intact and the rice gone.

(I am blamed for being such a poor engineer)

Life 8 : I get some rat poison and my mom makes all kinds of delicacies to tempt the rat. Even I was tempted....

Me : Mom, can I have one chicken chop.
Mom : No, that’s for the rat (with a smile)
Me: At least one coconut sweet
Mom: No, that’s for the rat (with an indignant smile)
Me: At least the left-over pakoda
Mom : No, Therz only one left and that’s for…..

I grew jealous of the mouse. Finally everything cooked and the poison was well mixed to give the rat its ‘Last Supper’. The whole thing is placed in the garden beside its abode.

The next day we find the rat still alive but the neighbours dog dead. If only dogs had nine lives too….. Alas!! The owner is still puzzled as to what killed the dog, the poor creature paid the price for no fault of its.

(Having seen what happened of the dog my mom was convinced that rat poison was the last resort for the pest)

Life 9: The whole process was repeated again and PRESTO!!! The rat is gone this time. I checked on all neighbours pets and even the street stray dogs,cats and goats. Everyone of those seemed alive and normal. Finally We lost the rat.

But I am utterly convinced that the rat is still alive but has just moved to new whereabouts. Actually I am not angry with the rat. It was actually a blessing in disguise….No, The holes did not reveal any ancestral treasure…… But it has given me activity during the holidays when I had nothing to engage myself in and even now when I have no food for thought to write my blog.

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Hyderabad is a B'ful city !!!

2007-10-27T09:57:00.000+05:30

Hyderabad is a beautiful city. Beautiful in all senses. And during one of my longest short halts in my state capital the weather was beautiful too, which made my stay all the more pleasant. Girls in hyderabad are equally nice too. Not only to look at but also to hear to. That unsophisticated and informal font of speech is truly attractive, I must admit.

I was in hyderabad for 4 days and on each day i could experience the sweetness of the city.

Day 1 : At the CHARMINAR cross-roads, an auto stopped to the call of a signal beside mine. A family was inside and so was a girl all clad in a purdah except her eyes which met mine, the whole one minute at the signal. The eyes were so gripping I could hardly escape them. I continued staring and suddenly it struck me. She could see the whole of me but i couldnt. I felt naked. And in a few seconds the two autos sped away in perpendicular directions. But why was she looking at me though???

Day 2 : This was actually inspiring. I got the chance to witness the happiest couple ever with an excellent chemistry dining right in front of me in Eat Street, mocking teasing chatting fighting flirting and flouting each other in the utmost informal hyderabadi style. I sat silently listening and craving for one such moment in my life.

Day 3 : This time I had a " Kuch Kuch Hota Hai Zahid!!!! Tum nahi samjhoge " on a beautiful girl in salwaar kameez and a scarf all around her head who was laughing and biting nails watching the show in salaar jang museum. I looked at her for 10 long minutes before suddenly she vanished and i was again left........

Day 4 : My days in hyderabad came to an end. It was time to leave and my unconfirmed waitlisted train ticket converted to an RAC and i had to share my seat with another beautiful hyderabadi girl, decently dressed. something told me that we'd met before. I couldnt recall where when or how. But we had a lil conversation.

Her: You came to visit hyderabad?
Me : yeah, in a way....You belong here?
Her : yes, but what did you see here?
Me: Tank bund, Lumbini park, Sunday market, Salar jung museum and also...
Her: You din see charminar?
Me : I did...how did ya know?
Her : well, everyone does...must have cost you a lot on autos
Me: yes, but i took to bus ride mostly
Her: Hope you had a nice time
Me: I did...
(And then some regular questions like where r u going and who lives there....)

And that was the end...She got down at a stop before me but just before the train was about to depart she handed me a peice of paper that read:

'* Hi Zahid !!! You know one good thing about you... When you glance at women you dont stare at them, you look at them. Was nice to know you. hope we meet a third time too...*'

How did she know my name??..Ah the reservation chart. I rushed to see her name...umm...yes '#$(@'...such a sweet 4 letter name. And third time???? was this the second?? It dawned upon me...Was she the one I had one minute of eye contact on the first day. She was looking at me alright then. So was I. And that explains our conversation too....

Left stranded now with a peice of paper and the name of the its author and a city she once belonged......Hope we meet the third time, I wished.

The angelic devil !!!

2007-10-10T20:37:00.000+05:30

I knew this creature, one year less than I knew myself…..She is the single most creature who shares the same set of blood as I. And when this creature returned from her music classes smiling all by herself and yet at the same time trying to hide it, I knew she would invade my time after dinner.

“Hey gruff….Things are happening pretty fast”.

She was a whiz at coining out new nick-names every other day. Not only did she dole out these words but she had her own sense of logic behind them. I have passed through chum, crank, prank, Socrates, flush, qwerty, magpie and many more…. and now it was Gruff!!!

“How fast? ”
“I don’t know….Just felt like saying….”
“Abt Music?”
“Music is love”
“I cant get u….be to the point dear!!!”

I was in no mood for telepathy but I cudn’t usher her away. Something told me that she needed me.

“Gruff!! I cant understand why or rather how”

So, she couldn’t tell me that in the eyes. So I took a newspaper and began to read it, waiting for more of her. Both of us knew that.

“Gruff! I guess I am in love.”

Any question of who, what or where he is would have made her reluctant to talk more. She came to me out of all others bcoz she knew I wouldn’t inquire but listen, and listen more than speak.

Slowly I lowered the news paper and started staring at her while she poured out her story. I had to be really careful that the stare wasn’t derisive. At the end, I was in a fix. Well, What did she expect of me now? Answering this was quite a challenge.

I dint know what to do……Alright!!! I managed to say I would love to meet him. And she got a smile on her face for this.

There was a sudden sense of closeness in those moments. And the sweet devil took benefit of this moment to delve into me. Slowly I found myself reciting my only love, I had successfully hidden from everybody all these years, to her and she was staring at me with the same élan. Something inside me told that it was a pretence but I was already in the trap.

Hours passed. It was two in the night. No notion to sleep. We sat down giggling.

Suddenly she says “Gruff!! I wasn’t in any kind of love. I dint know any such boy. And i even dint....”
“But you….”
“I made it all up…”
***she is hit with a pillow I threw upon her* **
“Just you wait, I will….”
***No use yelling, she is already down rolling and laughing* **

It would be silly if I claim not knowing any girl either. The worst part was that she knew enough about me now to blackmail me for a treat every other weekend at every other coffee corner. And her treats were damn expensive!!!!

I must have known this before. Can’t do anything now….Just that I will wait till the day she really finds someone and then be a merciless devil myself. But yeah!! She is my only sister. And such a sweet one too….. I must admit, It was a pleasure falling into her trap….. Just hope she isn’t too hard on my pocket - - - - The Angelic devil !!!

P.S : I don’t have a sister, But how I wish I had one !!! To fight, tease and share myself with !!!!

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My College Uncensored

2007-10-06T10:45:00.000+05:30

I sat down to pen an article on…on what?? I dint know but I knew it was for ‘Deja vu’. Lemme tell you deja vu is my college's official magazine. So what do I write about our dear college…. Let me go branch wise….

Mechanical: The branch happiest with the placement ratio…Well, dint we always calculate mechanical efficiency higher than other efficiencies?

Electrical : They are the optimists of our college. They mainly deal with the positive(+) side of things and say that the negative(-) end adjusts by itself.

Civil : Strictly speaking this is the only branch that could actually develop the college. Why don’t we give them the hall renovation tender as the summer project?

Metallurgical : Don’t ever think they have had too much of metals? Believe me!! They can strike gold anywhere & anytime and put the rest of us and our placements to shame.

Chemical: We learnt every action has an equal and opposite reaction. Their life is filled with so many reactions, it must be worth learning what their actions were

Computers : To err is human and to blame it on the computer is even more so. That proves they are human but please somebody tell me how do humans get such high CGPA’s.

Electronics : The other day they came up with a proposal ‘2 + 2 = 5 for larger values of the former’. Don’t understand how they made it but cant ignore it. After all they are the respective first seaters.

IT : When computers were born people were afraid that they might start thinking as men. Now we are afraid that our intellects might begin to think like computers.

Bio-tech : Yet to be experimented and an infant stage branch of the college. Don’t new borns attract the maximum attention? Beware!! They might just walk away with the fattest packages next year.

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Engineering Martyrdom

2007-09-30T19:32:00.000+05:30

So much has happened, How do I sum up the whole of it in a few words? Starting with the Euphoria of India’s first ever world-cup win after my birth to witnessing one of the worst rains that lashed our college, it made a really busy week.

And to add salt to the wounds the platitude of classes fails to cease. Ufff…We want to say something but we never mention….Here’s the only chance to utter it all....

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(Amongst the brouhaha we hear someone faintly shouting at the top of his voice)
Prof: Hello! Hello! (Strikes the duster) will u let me take the class???
We: Well, actually no….it would be better if you depart the class accusing us of a bunch of fishmongers who aren’t one penny fit to be part of such an institute
(but we actually end up hushing each other until complete silence is achieved and then slowly start it all over again)

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(In the class)
Prof: You! You! Stand up!! Did you understand?
I(wanted to): How would I?
I(had to do): Just give a nod
Prof: Tell me why the guide vanes are parallel and not perpendicular
I(wanted to): Firstly bcoz you said so and secondly bcoz you were told so and thirdly bcoz it was told by someone to your tolder that it was so..…
I(had to do): err….guides are well… vanes…so parallel and err….perpendicular….
Prof: Which portion dint you understand?
I(wanted to): All of it...what are guide vanes by the way
I(had to do): Just this last part!!!
(After explaining)
Prof: did u get it now?
I(wanted to): Grapes are sour no matter how many of them you have!!!
I(had to do): just give a nod

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(In the labaratory)

Prof: Draw d line diagram and fix d job piece to the lathe machine and then come to me
(One hour passes….nothing is done…It is he who comes back and as he approaches)
One of us: God!!! He’s coming…look busy
Another of us: Gimme a pencil….fast
Yet another of us: Show him the last weeks drawing

Prof: (loosing patience) Not done yet!!! Fast, or I will put a zero to all of you…
(Yet another hour passes….. somehow something is connected and as he approaches)
One of us: God!!! He’s coming ….look busy
Another of us: Set in this direction…fast
Yet another of us: Show him whatever’s so far done

(Time is lucky…. He dint notice lateral feed wasn’t given and we end up with a modern shape of a hollow cylinder with all kinds of deformtities.....Alas he doesn’t appreciate that…)

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(At the branch ceremony…..For a change there isnt a scorn on the prof’s face….As we all collect before the new gallery yet to be opened….well decorated and a ribbon infront…)

Prof(with elation): This department is as old as the first man born on earth and it has stayed firm over the years…..(and on and on)
(we whisper…..)
One of us: He is such a pest!!!
Another of us: I am in no mood for a lecture
Yet another of us: When will the snacks be served?

Prof: Now let me officially inaugurate by cutting the ribbon
(We whisper)
One of us: He is such a pest!!!
Another of us: He prolongs everything!!!
Yet another of us: Just hope he doesn’t cut the ribbon lengthwise!!!

(Finally its over and we get some refreshments)

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Just 1 ½ year left and I would have to leave them all….Engineering ain’t that pelting. All these incidents make sure it ain’t. And one day in the future we will look upon all these incidents and rue that it didnt last a lil longer......!

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