Pingggg...... and there comes the most awaited sms, exactly at 2:45, usually during the boring-est lecture of the day......., my today's "horror-scope" . Among all the applications orkut have launched and i surfed till date, this horoscope really dazzles me. Seems like god himself is pinging me.....
god: Knock-Knock, beta abhi, jaaago........ more than half of the year is over and you are still there,, Mr "nobody", a dread in the thoughts of your parents, a more perturbing issue than the sinking sensex for your brother, an "ever-increasing" debtor of your sister (reminding: 7yrs younger to U), a good for nothing creature for your gf ( gf?? did u mean grilfriend ??,,,, kahan?? kaun??). Its high time beta,, to "revisit your resolutions" ..... or o/w even i wont be able to help U .....
Bbyee, TC, GOD BLESS !!
So this is how god pings me time and again and this time it was a serious reminder ( rem, " or o/w even i wont be able to help U" ??) . So time to revisit the resolutions,, made while gazing stars on the midnite of 31st dec, made wen heart was broken into pieces by a friend (!!??) on the eve of V-day, made wen keshav left forever, made wen i flunked in java n linux (1st time in any sub after class 6's maths) and made wen evrytime i talk to my parents and chat wid my bro.
New-year's eve :
1.. I will make my parents feel proud of me ( an extinct feature since i gt into bansal classes, sweets were distributed to the enitire family and even to our surly neighbour, who later gave it to thier kaamwaali, gurrr!! ) .
2.. I will rekindle the hopes of bhaiya (which were flooded, i guess during the last 2 yrs) . His dream of "Binani Inc" or was it "Binani Brothers" ....?? (dsnt matrs.... i knw wat exactly he meant)
3.. I wont spend the next new year's eve, wasting time, making "resolutions" and "gazing bursting of crackers" from behind the window, rather i would be enjoying it wid my family or with my friends in some pub with hotties arnd ....
4.. I would adhere by the quote " Never let the fear of being striking out, Keep you from playing the game". And i'll propose to HER and lay my heart of hearts infront of her, the next-nearest opportunity that will knock my door......... or even if it dsnt...........
* Heroically *
( Well this resolution in particular and unfortunately reached its expiry date sooner than expected........ my supposed to be gf is today so happy wid her bf that i cant even think of their break up,, so its kinda useless stating it in my "reso-list" any more)
carrying on.....
V-Day's eve :
1.. Never-Ever would i get emotionally involved with ANYBODY (girl is for granted). I wont become so crazy about anyone just to know in the end that you were nothing but a PROVISIONAL - friend.....
2.. I will stop, put a BIG fullstop to this ORKUT thing ( A biggest waste of time and energy..)
3.. I will only concentrate on my studies and would never think about HER..... (who HER ??)
4.. finally i derived a complex-mathematical formula to prove the importance of success over "love and gf" thingy and how its a big waste of your time and more importantly ur dad's money, "moping around in hunt for love" . The formula was called "95% - 5% FORMULA" , which became a big-hit among the singles of my college (I feel proud of myself for inventing what Einstein and Newton never even dared to give a try.... )
1st March's eve ::
1.. Keshav was at his best, on his way to the peak of success and glory, but even god being jealous dint gave him a chance to prove himself to the world.....to live, now since i hv been blessed to live this long and atleast a lil more further, so I wont waste even a mili-second of my life, brooding over any unimportant thing (i knew what exactly i meant by this "unimportant thing"....). I will give my life a better purpose to live and more importantly will work toward it....I promise !!
Thanks a ton to god, i have set my foot on right tracks now; keeping myself busy with java projects (~ my "flunked in java" resolution) .
Keep pinging god.. i would need you by my side forever..... :)
~ your greatest admirer, abhi
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Friday, July 4, 2008
Tera mujhse, hai pehle, ka nataaaa koieee.......
yuheeen nahee dil, lagataaa koieeee...........
jaaaaaanee tooooooooooooooooooo, yaaaa jaaane naaaaaaa....
maaaaanee toooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, yaaaaa maane naaaaaaaa........
i dnt know what i m doing ??? i also dnt know what i wud be writing ??? in fact i don't even know why should i write anythn at all, but its just that i cant curb my emotions any further, im on a high, stoned!! . I can break all the securities, vault over the barricades, enter the cricket ground, dancing euphorically with cadbury on my right hand, and hug and kiss my "beautiful-indian-batswoman" girl friend, mid way,mid game in the india-australia women's world cup (remember the old cadbury ad ?? there that voluptuous babe played my role......) Myriad emotions are flurrying out, im snickering and singing (read screaming, wailing ) latest hindi movie tracks, dancing in my hostel mess and winking, stalking, sly-smiling, grating and harassing the poor-pedestrian girls (and not pedestrian-poor....).... and for the umpteen number of times, " no im NEITHER drunk NOR doped ".
Just a few hours before, i came out of the theatre, watching my first movie (first day, matinee) in bhubaneshwar (after 2 yrs..), "Jaaanee tooooooooooo, yaaaaaa, jaaaanee naaaaaa" ( no i dont have any crush on the eng-vowels, and neither im that bad in spellings, but this is how the title has been grunted throughout the movie) .
First things first, after being hooked to watching movies in multiplexes of above-average standards, this 3rd class standalone gave me a feeling of a mega-huge charity or NGO funded dharamshala for destitutes,, "with lights gone".
The movie right from its very 1st scene, was like "kapil dev watching the highlights of 1983 cricket world cup final for the 17 th time", every next scene is predictable (with 100% surety), the script was soo hackneyed.
Same age old concept of telling a story to a friend and portraying the movie as flashback. A tale of two best- friends not realizing that they love each other . when mr hero gets another girl, the heroine starts feeling jealous, and when heroine gets engaged with another stud, mr hero turns green. Finally 2 breaks ups and 1 make up.
// for the zillionth time dear script writers,................. "A boy and girl can NEVER be BEST - FRIENDS...., they HAD to be in love.............. eeeeeeehhhh!!"
This is not all, when i was desperately waiting to watch the best part of the movie, to get some worth of my money, damn it they didn't showed "THE END" at all. The movie has left me scarred mentally for now, and i hv decided not to watch any movie in bbsr for the nxt 2 yrs.........
well personally i feel the movie has done its job well at one place, u'll leave the theater with a smiling face, resaon whatsoever............
my suggestion --------->> " A must watch movie "
reason ??
Its hangover would last longer than 10 beers + 7 rum + 5 whisky, taken all neat ...................................................
kamal's calling, ( i was caught red-handed throwing empty pop-corn bag on his girl friend, during the movie )..... gotta goo................ ciao
-:)
Tera mujhse, hai pehle, ka nataaaaaaa koieee.......
yuheeeeeeeen nahee dil, lagataaa koieeee.............
jaaaaaanee tooooooooooooooooooo, yaaaa jaaane naaaaaaa....
maaaaanee toooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, yaaaaa maane naaaaaaaa........
jaaaaaanee toooooooooooooooooooo.................................... :O
Saturday, June 28, 2008
A SNEAK PEEK ........
After being left uncared and unattended for months.... the call came as an elixir to the blog........... as well !
Having been devotedly involved in a fling with HIS latest crush, cat (stands for common admission test, and not common aptitude test as i used to think, before he enlightened me) now days, HIS mozilla bookmarks have drastically mutated from playboy.com to pagalguy.com.....
so on one such odd occasion, i also joined him in reading this article shedding light on the ground rules of speed reading (it took me 40 days to complete "the fountainhead").....when suddenly i felt a disturbing sensation inside the bedsheet, and before i cud actually jump out of it, anticipating a minor earthquake, HE, on the other hand was nestling into his knee, cuddling the bed and was stretching his hands .................
to reach out for his cell,, vibrating.
A nano-second of apathetic look on the cell and he was transformed into a living dead, a horror portrait, a live coma, or say he became a chunk of frozen flesh wid eyes wide open..
To put an end to my curiosity, i preferred a sneak peek on the twinkling little screen of his loosely held cell. It was his friend (girl and friend) , the one HE use to brag as his best ever SHE- friend, whom he stopped talking for some "god-knows" personal reasons, months back and since then was desperately waiting for her call unto a few days before.
This, is not the first time it has happened, infact now i m as sure abt this as i m abt the gravity or god. My law would go somewhat like this....
"All the expectations remaining earthly and non-fictional, the thing u wish badly to happen, will happen the very next day, u make sure that u would be the last person it could evr transpire to........ "
HE : (ending his streak of numb and senseless barbie doll look!!) Noooooo wayss .... cuhmmon.... nt nw...... nt eva..... i dont, wnt to talk to u again.
HE : it has to be by mistake, i know she had stored my number in the name of her cousin brother's "calcutta-waali" girlfriend ..... ~sighs
// the frenziedness of his cell was clearly perceptible, it was dancing a different tune, it was teasing HIM.
stops....
Rings....
stop...
Rin...
sto...
Ri...
st...
...
...
..
..
during these 15 mins which passed with every second separated by eternity, HE got some 14 full-length calls from HER.... some he brought to silence and some, being in oblivion, he couldn't hear at all.
HE : (dripping with emotions from top to bottom.......) These are definitely not by mistakes, 10-12 times could still hv been taken as "by-mistake" but 14 times, surely seems that something terribly wrong with her, i wish not. Also i can imagine how daring and bold she would have been, to keep her ego aside and make the 1st move, whatever the reason be. Aur phir 14 call to bandi apne boyfriend ko bhi nai karti yaaar..
//talking more to himself than to me...... hellooo im heere.... just inches away and almost right infront of you....
With confidence enough to propose Angelina Jolie infront of Brad Pitt .......
HE : I m calling her.......
cell
contacts
HER
green
.
.
.
.
red
green
red
green
red
..
.
..
.
after loosing rounds of wrestle mania and done wid playing color-color wid HIS cell.... HE was finally successful to make a call, on the 7th attempt.....
HE : (struggling to breathe...... ) hello, i am rea....
HER : #&#&$?%&@*#*!!#&**
//srry evn wid ears wide open i was unable to hear a single word.... she was firing.....
HE: arreey im really very srry yaar, had my class, aahhh.... training was goin on (HE usually lies, wen he feels nervous................ his cell was perspiring......... or was it his hands ??)
HE: u mst be hvin ur local no. isnt ? gimme that and i call u back.
HE left the room and talked to HER for some 50 unbelievable mins (he wasnt expectin any further in this lifetime), durin which HE's contribution was not more than that of the trucks and auto passing by and was largely constricted to "aur bol" and "anyways", more no of times than all the words taken together.
//...... jsst a sneak peek (concerned for him, you see) !!
~ Goods and bads of the conversation.....
bads..
--->i know HE was waitin for this day, HE said this would be "HIS-dominating" day, cos HE had all the questions and HE had all the answers too, but things took a 180 dergree turn wen her above normal voice and inccessant speech , left HIM frozen, head over heels.
// I was feeling to howl like a lone wolf does on a full moon nite. But i guess 4 months were enough to stamp out evry chapter of hatred and misunderstandings, which HE dint wanted to give life again.
---> 4 mnths passed by, HE didnt talked to her but still most of HIS-side vocabs included "anyways", "aur bol", "bbbbyeeee" and "good nite" only by which HE managed to eke out a threadbare existence.
---> HE should learn to "open his mouth and laugh" rather than olwayss smiling at his best through out, so that evn the other person can know that he is indeed enjoying every mili-second of the conversation, every joke and evn the PJs.
---> Of all the things, HE asked her some basic fundamental questions (whc felt like he has learnt from a "short-term course on telephonic conversation" book). Bickering over some realy unimportant "somebodies" and "somethings" and interrogating abt her othr she-frnds was enf to make a fool out of HIMSELF, througout. I dont knw why HE cant talk a lil sense wen HE is really supposed to.(well than why not infront of HER)
goods--->
---> HE really,badly and desperately wanted to talk to HER just once, only to let her know that, HE is "not a bad guy and is nt responsible (atleast not completely responsible) for wat happened, it was the demand of time, neither ur fault nor mine" ...... // oops, it rhymes.... ;)
---> HE is very happy to get HIS friend back (he thot he wud neva see again), it was clear on
his face, in his smile....
I was sleeping (trying..... o k pretending) when HE came to the room, and started mumbling in his soliloquy.............
some promises, some resolutions....
--> never to check HER scrapbook (not even HER friend's) ever again.
--> never to give HER 5 miscalls, back-to-back ( ok nt evn 3........... fine no mscalls at all)
--> never to ask abt ne of HER bfs....... it dsnt matters a whit to me at large evn if they are "just-friends" . After all SHE is a smart kid herself.... :)
--> never to send HER senti msgs (specially the ones ending with "never call me again")
------> and all this.............. never to loose HER............... ever again....
god bless friendship......AMEN!
:)
// edited ltr..
while i was scanning my system yesternight, i found an mp3 file of liz phair's "divorce song", which i gt some time bak in the 2nd sem. Almost an year passed by, and i never heard this song. The song cant be any more worse than its actlly was(my sincere apologies for her fans (!??!) , but the lyrics throughout were engrossing enough to make one listen it atleast once. Few lines that really arrested my mind are worth posting....
............
" Just to prove I was right
That it's harder to be friends than lovers
And you shouldn't try to mix the two
Cause if you do it and you're still unhappy
Then you know that the problem is you "
Having been devotedly involved in a fling with HIS latest crush, cat (stands for common admission test, and not common aptitude test as i used to think, before he enlightened me) now days, HIS mozilla bookmarks have drastically mutated from playboy.com to pagalguy.com.....
so on one such odd occasion, i also joined him in reading this article shedding light on the ground rules of speed reading (it took me 40 days to complete "the fountainhead").....when suddenly i felt a disturbing sensation inside the bedsheet, and before i cud actually jump out of it, anticipating a minor earthquake, HE, on the other hand was nestling into his knee, cuddling the bed and was stretching his hands .................
to reach out for his cell,, vibrating.
A nano-second of apathetic look on the cell and he was transformed into a living dead, a horror portrait, a live coma, or say he became a chunk of frozen flesh wid eyes wide open..
To put an end to my curiosity, i preferred a sneak peek on the twinkling little screen of his loosely held cell. It was his friend (girl and friend) , the one HE use to brag as his best ever SHE- friend, whom he stopped talking for some "god-knows" personal reasons, months back and since then was desperately waiting for her call unto a few days before.
This, is not the first time it has happened, infact now i m as sure abt this as i m abt the gravity or god. My law would go somewhat like this....
"All the expectations remaining earthly and non-fictional, the thing u wish badly to happen, will happen the very next day, u make sure that u would be the last person it could evr transpire to........ "
HE : (ending his streak of numb and senseless barbie doll look!!) Noooooo wayss .... cuhmmon.... nt nw...... nt eva..... i dont, wnt to talk to u again.
HE : it has to be by mistake, i know she had stored my number in the name of her cousin brother's "calcutta-waali" girlfriend ..... ~sighs
// the frenziedness of his cell was clearly perceptible, it was dancing a different tune, it was teasing HIM.
stops....
Rings....
stop...
Rin...
sto...
Ri...
st...
...
...
..
..
during these 15 mins which passed with every second separated by eternity, HE got some 14 full-length calls from HER.... some he brought to silence and some, being in oblivion, he couldn't hear at all.
HE : (dripping with emotions from top to bottom.......) These are definitely not by mistakes, 10-12 times could still hv been taken as "by-mistake" but 14 times, surely seems that something terribly wrong with her, i wish not. Also i can imagine how daring and bold she would have been, to keep her ego aside and make the 1st move, whatever the reason be. Aur phir 14 call to bandi apne boyfriend ko bhi nai karti yaaar..
//talking more to himself than to me...... hellooo im heere.... just inches away and almost right infront of you....
With confidence enough to propose Angelina Jolie infront of Brad Pitt .......
HE : I m calling her.......
cell
contacts
HER
green
.
.
.
.
red
green
red
green
red
..
.
..
.
after loosing rounds of wrestle mania and done wid playing color-color wid HIS cell.... HE was finally successful to make a call, on the 7th attempt.....
HE : (struggling to breathe...... ) hello, i am rea....
HER : #&#&$?%&@*#*!!#&**
//srry evn wid ears wide open i was unable to hear a single word.... she was firing.....
HE: arreey im really very srry yaar, had my class, aahhh.... training was goin on (HE usually lies, wen he feels nervous................ his cell was perspiring......... or was it his hands ??)
HE: u mst be hvin ur local no. isnt ? gimme that and i call u back.
HE left the room and talked to HER for some 50 unbelievable mins (he wasnt expectin any further in this lifetime), durin which HE's contribution was not more than that of the trucks and auto passing by and was largely constricted to "aur bol" and "anyways", more no of times than all the words taken together.
~ Goods and bads of the conversation.....
bads..
--->i know HE was waitin for this day, HE said this would be "HIS-dominating" day, cos HE had all the questions and HE had all the answers too, but things took a 180 dergree turn wen her above normal voice and inccessant speech , left HIM frozen, head over heels.
// I was feeling to howl like a lone wolf does on a full moon nite. But i guess 4 months were enough to stamp out evry chapter of hatred and misunderstandings, which HE dint wanted to give life again.
---> 4 mnths passed by, HE didnt talked to her but still most of HIS-side vocabs included "anyways", "aur bol", "bbbbyeeee" and "good nite" only by which HE managed to eke out a threadbare existence.
---> HE should learn to "open his mouth and laugh" rather than olwayss smiling at his best through out, so that evn the other person can know that he is indeed enjoying every mili-second of the conversation, every joke and evn the PJs.
---> Of all the things, HE asked her some basic fundamental questions (whc felt like he has learnt from a "short-term course on telephonic conversation" book). Bickering over some realy unimportant "somebodies" and "somethings" and interrogating abt her othr she-frnds was enf to make a fool out of HIMSELF, througout. I dont knw why HE cant talk a lil sense wen HE is really supposed to.(well than why not infront of HER)
goods--->
---> HE really,badly and desperately wanted to talk to HER just once, only to let her know that, HE is "not a bad guy and is nt responsible (atleast not completely responsible) for wat happened, it was the demand of time, neither ur fault nor mine" ...... // oops, it rhymes.... ;)
---> HE is very happy to get HIS friend back (he thot he wud neva see again), it was clear on
his face, in his smile....
I was sleeping (trying..... o k pretending) when HE came to the room, and started mumbling in his soliloquy.............
some promises, some resolutions....
--> never to check HER scrapbook (not even HER friend's) ever again.
--> never to give HER 5 miscalls, back-to-back ( ok nt evn 3........... fine no mscalls at all)
--> never to ask abt ne of HER bfs....... it dsnt matters a whit to me at large evn if they are "just-friends" . After all SHE is a smart kid herself.... :)
--> never to send HER senti msgs (specially the ones ending with "never call me again")
------> and all this.............. never to loose HER............... ever again....
:)
// edited ltr..
while i was scanning my system yesternight, i found an mp3 file of liz phair's "divorce song", which i gt some time bak in the 2nd sem. Almost an year passed by, and i never heard this song. The song cant be any more worse than its actlly was(my sincere apologies for her fans (!??!) , but the lyrics throughout were engrossing enough to make one listen it atleast once. Few lines that really arrested my mind are worth posting....
............
" Just to prove I was right
That it's harder to be friends than lovers
And you shouldn't try to mix the two
Cause if you do it and you're still unhappy
Then you know that the problem is you "
Friday, April 18, 2008
Yipeee......"exams on door"........ :)
Unlike all the bloggers who are studying in some or other colg (and some school kids too, who write blogs nowadays on much more sensible topics than mine....) and having their exams on door, i wont be blubbering about how much fun i wud be missing for the next 20 days cos of exams and my yearning for the strawberry cream**
** "strawberry cream" --> the most common thing one can find in any girly blog (they would not forget to mention about them even while writing on highly inflammatory and seditious topics like "America's passive attitude towards global warming.." (as if their ice-creams wud be the first to melt..) or "tibetan agitation - Is the olympic torch losing fire????" (No its not, but throw a bucket full of water on it and then it will surely extinguish, and then your ice-creams are also safe....)
Girls usually interrupt a lot, so coming back to the titled topic....i knw its probably for the 1st time in the history of mankind (or were their any undiscovered genius before me also?) that one can see the two words "yipeee" and "exams" coupled toghether (unless ofcourse its not "yipeee.........exams over...."). Well even im not a nerd by deed(by god, mark sheet check kar lo....) infact i use to lead the rallies of mass bunk and strikes in my colg.....but i have a notion (reminds me of martin luther's "i have a dream") behind such a nomenclature of the post and that u'll come to know in due course of reading the post, thoroughly (pura to padhna hi hoga..... ).
Orkut, Gtalk, movies, novels, (some classified things, not to mention for the sake of keeping this blog earn a knighthood similar to "family movie - mahesh bhat types") and same roaming around the campus with the same jobless frns of mine has left the life monotonous and humdrum; It lacks on adventure and thrill; Although last to last month was indubitably the most adventurous juncture of my life** So i was in no hurry for any further adventures or thrills; but its high time now and im getting really bored;
**(if u have read my post "Losing my virginity" early this month than you must be knowing about how i saved my life from women right activists assaulting me and accusing me of audacious scripting on women in my blogs and also how i was left alone in the theater to watch "ram gopal varma ki......eessshhh"......well to be a little honest these all are way better than wat actually happened)
Now when the most awaited end-sems are just 7 days away, my life is taking twists and twirls; I m only as much acquainted with the subjects as you are (assuming that you are no university topper and not pursuing in engineering stream atleast.....). No it still doesnt means that i have started or im about to start my preparations now (my writing on sch a senseless topic is the most lively example of this.....); I believe on the funda of "you dont became an engineer by reading books.."
(lemme tell you when exams are only as close as the vest you are wearing.....no fundas are applicable.....) and there the adventure starts for me;
24 hrs and you are bound to complete the WHOLE syllabus, that the professors try for more than 4 months to force-feed in your wat they think "pint-sized brain" ( why not somebody go and tell these profs that we are not as dumb as they think we actually are....); Start searching the hostel for your helping-friends (they are the one on whom you shout "koi kaam nahi hai saala, hamesha padhta hi rehta hai" OR "zindgi se bilkul udaas hai yaar yeh" the whole semister minus 20 days); Book your number to get tutored by him (its not on the "first come first learn" basis.....it depends on how close you are to him and how many times you have inspired him and helped him to befriend with his equally nerdy lab-partner (nerd boy + nerd girl = short circuit.....and in my programming language a "null pointer");
NO more orkut, NO more chattering in gtalk, NO more paulo coehlo or ayn rand (though i love them) and NO more whistling on the cozy-couples behind the bush in the campus garden; Well these are all that i louvve to do and cant live without, but for a change, i wish for 20 days of transcendent life ~ beyond the luxuries of the materialistic world (except one...."xerox" and for some intrepid scholars who during the rest of the sem claim to be dyslexic "mini - xeorx", failing to which = failing the exam); So heyloo all you girls out there, not gulping a strawberry cream for a couple of weeks will definitely not lead to the bankruptcy of the ice-cream parlour ( and neither is the whole world's strawberry storage would come to an end in these 20 days.......duh);
p.s another tonic would be posted after my exams are over.......well apart from all the crap, if bynechance any body is reading this post, pls pls pls wish me good luck for my exams (girls you also, i swear next time onwards no wicked comments on your strawberry - cream........)
** "strawberry cream" --> the most common thing one can find in any girly blog (they would not forget to mention about them even while writing on highly inflammatory and seditious topics like "America's passive attitude towards global warming.." (as if their ice-creams wud be the first to melt..) or "tibetan agitation - Is the olympic torch losing fire????" (No its not, but throw a bucket full of water on it and then it will surely extinguish, and then your ice-creams are also safe....)
Girls usually interrupt a lot, so coming back to the titled topic....i knw its probably for the 1st time in the history of mankind (or were their any undiscovered genius before me also?) that one can see the two words "yipeee" and "exams" coupled toghether (unless ofcourse its not "yipeee.........exams over...."). Well even im not a nerd by deed(by god, mark sheet check kar lo....) infact i use to lead the rallies of mass bunk and strikes in my colg.....but i have a notion (reminds me of martin luther's "i have a dream") behind such a nomenclature of the post and that u'll come to know in due course of reading the post, thoroughly (pura to padhna hi hoga..... ).
Orkut, Gtalk, movies, novels, (some classified things, not to mention for the sake of keeping this blog earn a knighthood similar to "family movie - mahesh bhat types") and same roaming around the campus with the same jobless frns of mine has left the life monotonous and humdrum; It lacks on adventure and thrill; Although last to last month was indubitably the most adventurous juncture of my life** So i was in no hurry for any further adventures or thrills; but its high time now and im getting really bored;
**(if u have read my post "Losing my virginity" early this month than you must be knowing about how i saved my life from women right activists assaulting me and accusing me of audacious scripting on women in my blogs and also how i was left alone in the theater to watch "ram gopal varma ki......eessshhh"......well to be a little honest these all are way better than wat actually happened)
Now when the most awaited end-sems are just 7 days away, my life is taking twists and twirls; I m only as much acquainted with the subjects as you are (assuming that you are no university topper and not pursuing in engineering stream atleast.....). No it still doesnt means that i have started or im about to start my preparations now (my writing on sch a senseless topic is the most lively example of this.....); I believe on the funda of "you dont became an engineer by reading books.."
(lemme tell you when exams are only as close as the vest you are wearing.....no fundas are applicable.....) and there the adventure starts for me;
24 hrs and you are bound to complete the WHOLE syllabus, that the professors try for more than 4 months to force-feed in your wat they think "pint-sized brain" ( why not somebody go and tell these profs that we are not as dumb as they think we actually are....); Start searching the hostel for your helping-friends (they are the one on whom you shout "koi kaam nahi hai saala, hamesha padhta hi rehta hai" OR "zindgi se bilkul udaas hai yaar yeh" the whole semister minus 20 days); Book your number to get tutored by him (its not on the "first come first learn" basis.....it depends on how close you are to him and how many times you have inspired him and helped him to befriend with his equally nerdy lab-partner (nerd boy + nerd girl = short circuit.....and in my programming language a "null pointer");
NO more orkut, NO more chattering in gtalk, NO more paulo coehlo or ayn rand (though i love them) and NO more whistling on the cozy-couples behind the bush in the campus garden; Well these are all that i louvve to do and cant live without, but for a change, i wish for 20 days of transcendent life ~ beyond the luxuries of the materialistic world (except one...."xerox" and for some intrepid scholars who during the rest of the sem claim to be dyslexic "mini - xeorx", failing to which = failing the exam); So heyloo all you girls out there, not gulping a strawberry cream for a couple of weeks will definitely not lead to the bankruptcy of the ice-cream parlour ( and neither is the whole world's strawberry storage would come to an end in these 20 days.......duh);
p.s another tonic would be posted after my exams are over.......well apart from all the crap, if bynechance any body is reading this post, pls pls pls wish me good luck for my exams (girls you also, i swear next time onwards no wicked comments on your strawberry - cream........)
Monday, April 14, 2008
Another name in the hall of shame......
Connect--->> kaavya Vishwanathan, pritam, Anu Malik and Mahesh Bhatt. well no points for guessing the rite answer; Rather, now we can add 1 more name to this elite inexhaustive list of proud indian plagiarists, his excellency Mr. RAKESH ROSHAN; his new film Krazzy 4 (which is a show of utter bulshit and just riding its appeal under the shadow of the item numbers performed by hrithik roshan and king khan..) has lifted these two songs from the independent music director Mr Ram Sampath. A few days back, i was going through the blog of one of my frnd, wherein i gt stuck to an interminable list of songs lifted by, once , my favorite music director pritam; Such kind of disgusting and disgraceful acts, engenders suspicion on the success of these persons in the past as well as on their future ventures and ultimately on their exceptional talent (which is now being artfully used for the lifting of the songs and to craft its naive gullible audience..);
Although it seems that luck aint working at its best on the roshans side and finally someone has been penalised under the act of plagiarism; Roshans has paid to Mr Sampath's claim of Rs 2 crore, hence buying the music rights to release the songs (or otherwise the court ordered them to delete the two songs from the movie); but im still very sure that this wont be a much intimidating issue for the fellow comrades of Mr roshan who are way ahead in this quest of lifting another masterpiece and exhibit their expertise as a music director. I wonder if someday pritam, anu malik or mahesh bhatt would be awarded with padam shree or padam bhushan for contributing to the indian diversity (they have hardly left copying from any international band, some celebrated names already in their kitty are kuwaiti band 'guitara', half- french Peterpan’s ‘Tak Bisakah’, Miami Band’s ‘Sheloha shela’,korean group JTL and u can find lot more names from this website .)
p.s. my gratitude to bhavin bhaiya from whose blog i got this link......
Although it seems that luck aint working at its best on the roshans side and finally someone has been penalised under the act of plagiarism; Roshans has paid to Mr Sampath's claim of Rs 2 crore, hence buying the music rights to release the songs (or otherwise the court ordered them to delete the two songs from the movie); but im still very sure that this wont be a much intimidating issue for the fellow comrades of Mr roshan who are way ahead in this quest of lifting another masterpiece and exhibit their expertise as a music director. I wonder if someday pritam, anu malik or mahesh bhatt would be awarded with padam shree or padam bhushan for contributing to the indian diversity (they have hardly left copying from any international band, some celebrated names already in their kitty are kuwaiti band 'guitara', half- french Peterpan’s ‘Tak Bisakah’, Miami Band’s ‘Sheloha shela’,korean group JTL and u can find lot more names from this website .)
p.s. my gratitude to bhavin bhaiya from whose blog i got this link......
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Orkutting is good for health....
Early in the morning this is what my orkut's 'today's fortune' has to say to me....
The luck that is ordained for you will be coveted by others........
they say laughing is good for one's health, well then now i hv got yet another reason for orkutting .... i was laughing irrepressibly at this hysterical note....!!
Do by anychance i need to explain why.................??????
God bless those others.....!!
AMEN..
p.s : i want to sue orkut for such tormenting remarks ...... (,,,,,, any lawyer here ??????? )
The luck that is ordained for you will be coveted by others........
they say laughing is good for one's health, well then now i hv got yet another reason for orkutting .... i was laughing irrepressibly at this hysterical note....!!
Do by anychance i need to explain why.................??????
God bless those others.....!!
AMEN..
p.s : i want to sue orkut for such tormenting remarks ...... (,,,,,, any lawyer here ??????? )
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