hOsTel lYf...

it's fun to shut away the wise-say about relations & noble words lik "Motivation", "Learning" n "Personality" dat da OB mam babbles along in her self-authoritive symphony. nebdy who tries to endorse wat she says abt her lessons of lyf(or,wateva it is!) is tagged shruggingly as a "loner"! i still rem'ber us talkin crap abt Motivation in organisations n arguing wat s hypocritically believed. in the end of the story, v totally manipulated the very meaning of it.

and it is onle an instance of the entire theory. given da oppurtunity, i wud neva whisk away a chance to call relations fake n all its rudiments a mere falacy. hav v lost the touch? da very feeling of caring fr sm1, trusting sm1, loving sm1...one page of "Alchemist" states dat if a real alchemist is cornered by sm dacoits n asked to giv away all he has, and da alchemist shows a stone n a bottle of blue liquid calling it the "The Phillosopher's Stone" n "The Elixir of Life", the dacoits laughed it away n let him go thinkin him to b as pathetic as them. A genuine help is scrutinised as to wat its "different angle" may b. suddenly, austerity seems fake.

Hostel lyf s all 2 casual n frivolous to consider da heavy ideologies of lyf. it nullifies all da shit u learnt since u wre a kiddo in skul and teaches new principles wich r 2 complicated to think abt. u learn da true meanin of frenship n i heard dis tag frm a very noble person[excuse me?]..." it's U versus every1 else!" crackin jokes n playin pranks in hostel s jus abt everyde business. its nothing heartfelt stuff, bt a wierd urge to rack our brains into illogical imaginations. reality s miles away, bt really, who cares? alls fine, until it can fuck time away, trying to brush away da nothingness of a hostel lyf. it's da transformed personality fr dat very moment. the trick in da tale s dat hw u cn manage dese multiple personalities.then, one de u decide dat u gotta change,lik a drastic step....turn ova a new leaf from dis de n dat all dat happened was an good-bad past. wat amazes me s how fast dis cycle repeats itself!!!

wat say abt our desi lingo...simple language s passe^ n the more complicated jargon,da bettr! Swearin snt hideous smtimes. fr yr trivia jus chek out- "mandu">a gal bcums "mandu" fr her looks n aura even b4 da guy talks to her. had de been all fr real, it wud hav been easily the breedin ground fr Ekta Kapoor's soaps. n anoder s "nungu"> a guy talks to a gal fr a gud 15 mins in isolation n "nungu" s a word dat he can't even find in a dictionery!

neways m hm n it feels different. earlier it was home where i felt curbed n hostel a free lyf bt nw...i feel jus da opposite. dunno y...

high tym v hav a Sach ka Saamna...

The Polygraph or the allegedly called lie-detector test is basically a combination of medical devices that are used to monitor changes occurring in the body. As a person is questioned about a certain event or incident, the examiner looks to see how the person's heart rate, blood pressure, respiratory rate and electro-dermal activity (sweatiness, in this case of the fingers) change in comparison to normal levels. Fluctuations may indicate that person is being deceptive. Spies are probably the world's best liars, because they have to be, but most of us practice deception on some level in our daily lives, even if it's just telling a friend that his horrible haircut "doesn't look that bad." the trained examiner, who is sometimes called a forensic psychophysiologist (FP) monitors three essential biological parameters-Respiratory rate, Blood pressure/heart rate, Galvanic skin resistance (GSR)[sweat in the body]. The actual exam is given. The examiner asks 10 or 11 questions, only three of four of which are relevant to the issue or crime being investigated. The other questions are control questions. A control question is a very general question, such as "Have you ever stolen anything in your life?"

Detractors of the polygraph call lie detection a voodoo science, saying that polygraphs are no more accurate at detecting lies than the flip of a coin. "Despite claims of 'lie detector' examiners, there is no machine that can detect lies," reads a statement from the American Civil Liberties Union (ACLU). "The 'lie detector' does not measure truth-telling; it measures changes in blood pressure, breath rate and perspiration rate, but those physiological changes can be triggered by a wide range of emotions." To counter the polygraph test is as easy as developing a breathing strategy, thinking about something frightening/exciting, biting your tongue to have the blood flowing upwards, inserting a nail at the toe-end of your shoes and contracting your anal sphincter muscle when a control question is asked during the examination.

After Samajwadi Party MP Kamal Akhtar and some BJP supporters raised in Parliament that Star Plus' reality show Sach Ka Saamna should be banned because it is encouraging vulgarity, embarrassing family audiences and destroying Indian culture, the Information and Broadcast ministry sent a legal notice to the channel, asking them to defend the show. Which brings to the fore a burning question: Are we as a society still scared to talk openly about certain supposedly 'taboo' issues that most people face in their everyday lives? And is doing that going to destroy Indian culture?

Our culture is so diverse and there are so many facets. But everything gets politicised without understanding this.There are shows we don't like. Why do we have to ban something if we don't approve of it? if it were so, many if not all the men would first scoul over banning the daily soaps or the parents would have a wicked smile in their faces when they ban their adolescent son's favorite ftv "latenight haute" shows. The format of the show is such that questions are bound to be extremely personal. So does the family audience cringe when Vinod Kambli is asked if he has cheated on his wife or when Urvashi Dholakia is asked if she was asked to leave school because she was pregnant? If so, then why are they watching the show at all? Whoever is coming on the show knows exactly what they are doing. And people watch these shows because humans have a vicarious psychology.

Personally, i don mind watching the show if i don have any more intriguing things at the same hour. Who cares if someone s a henpecked husband or feels humiliated if his sister marries someone from other religion. It's their problem, not mine. In all the questions, we miss the advertisements cuz v skip onto some other channel in the meantime. So the channel is earning, maybe the pitiable jerk giving the "agnee pariksha" is earning[ it seems he is being given lollipop when he is asked, "kya aap agle sawaal mein jaana chahte hain?" n he saying with a wry smile,"haan"], so what? Cumon ppl, can we grow up now!!!

Gosh,dis one is for u...

"We are going to shirdi dis saturde!" dad announced as he came from office one evening. i was busy watching tom n jerry n it was onle aftr he said it fr da second tym did i giv a wats-so-exciting-abt-it look to him. i had heard b4 abt da plannin of going fr once-in-a-lifetym xperience to da sai baba temple at shirdi dat week. perhaps dad xpected it, so he went inside to tell mom abt it. i had a coaching class on sunde n i had told mom dat m nt interested. onle i did noe dat it was a pathetic xcuse!!!! bt after mom's assiduous braggin aftr a family trip n her phillipics abt hw lazy i had bcum, i ws inevitably ready to go. i knew dere wud hardly b nething memorable abt it oder dan sleeping in a diff bed oder dan mine!!!!

Dad,mom,di n maself alongwid a driver startd off late afternoon wid our stuffs including a pair of dress fr a day,sm eatables,sm toilet stuffs n oder mommy's few stuffs. v hoped to reach shirdi dat evening n plan out our next de abt visiting da famous[i havta confess i hadn heard abt it b4] signapur[lord shani temple] n trembakeshwar temple[a twelve shivlinga ancient temple near nasik]. v started off jovially taking da mumbai-pune xpress highway in da way n in da midway v planned to take da way to signapur.dat meant perhaps v wud b in a hotel late night in shirdi. Signapur s all abt a sacred rock dat fell from da sky n people believe it resembles lord shani. houses here don hav a door or a window cuz people believe dat nobody steals nething fr da fear of lord shani. eventho v did find sm doors, we reasoned it more so fr privacy!!! i did hav a quesn tho, "arent dere ne banks down here?" i realized it was a foolish quesn even b4 i got ma answer. v bought da puja stuffs n gav a person in red dhoti to pour oil on da sacred rock, n den v wre off. wen v reached shirdi it ws 12.00 midnite. aftr chekin da shirdi trust lodge wich wre full booked n sm 4-bed rooms v atlast brought aur baggages to a room as big as ma studyroom. mom was fascinated at da prospect of buying a plot out here n givin rooms to gullible tourists lik v wre den in rent at 500 bucks a nite. it was nite 1'o clock wen v went in search fr our dinner. people told us to run b4 da hotels close down n v had to do xactly dat,running helter-skelter from one hotel to oder. v ended up sitting alongside a street stalls n eating pav-bhaaji. a renouned scholar once said, a person can sleep wid snake-bitten bt not hungry. i alone ate 7-8 pavs. jus wen all dat v wre thinkin abt was a gud nite sleep to wake up fresh early mornin fr da 5 am aarti in da temple, da thelewalaa told us dat ppl may hav already started standin in line fr da aarti. mom n di wre absolutely freaked out. it ws jus 1.30 in da morning, if atall u call dat so!!! yet dad was stern on attending da aarti. he said, "v hav cum here not to sleep. c...rnt v lucky enuf to get a room n den to eat stomach-full late in dis nite?lets get fresh n move out."

so after wettin ourselves in da room's bathroom, wid heavy weight tied down on aur eyes v set out fr da temple. i saw di sleep on ma shoulder,mom hanging sideways fr a short nap n dad using up dis tym to finish up his daily routine of reading hanuman chalisa while on da line. as fr me, i was busy appreciatin maself at keepin ma eyes wide open n helpin di on ma shoulder. i m a hostelite aftrall!!! every min seemed lik an hour fightin wid sleep. at nearabt 4 am ppl wre allowed to enter da hall of da temple. me n dad wre togeder n wre lucky enuf to b in da hall jus wen da aarti commensed. it was easy to fall prey to da charm of da holistic,spiritual n pure atmosphere of da hall. it was huge. atleast more dan 750 lucky ppl wre dere in da hall. wen da slokas started in da LCD screens, all da energy dipped. while majorly following da slokas, eyes wre givin up to sleep, searchin fr watch once every few minutes n scannin da faces in da vicinity jus to get sm condolance. it went on for 20-30 min. after da close darshan of da sai baba, v wre done wid it. amazingly,sai baba used to pray in a masjid yet he neva believed in religion, poor yet neva stoppd begging, simple man yet neva stopped enlightenin everyone with his sheer benevolence n heavenly blessings. he knew wen,where n how he was gonna die.

ven v reached Trembakeshwar Temple, it was 3 pm on sunde. after standin in da line fr nearly 2 hours, again i was destined to enter da temple hall wid dad. dis s where ma tour bcame memorable. u c our family s a brahmin,orthodox,spiritual n hugely superstitious one. ma dad doesn do a thing widout da consent of god.wen nething goes unplanned he blames himself not being worthy of god's blessings. wen smthing goes rite he thanx god fr being so kind. unlike ne1 in ma family, to let go of all pride, to surrender your soul to god n to sit bak n let da good god rule ova da proceedings s an alien idea to me. unquestionably m athiest n i do believ dat nothing in dis world s possible widout god's blessings. yet m a person who wud perhaps forget to say da gayatri mantra eleven tyms for finishing up a small portion left ova in da dying minutes to xam, feel lazy wen told to giv evening prayer wich mom does everyde, perversely ignore dad's unending wise talks abt god, giv a damn to da shaliks i saw in ma way to xam or abash someone who stands in da road waiting fr me to walk da road where a black cat jus crossed ova!!! i believe in da genuinity in da person within no matter wat. i maself don sit n pray everyde,mayb twice,thrice or more in a week. i do rem'ber god wen i feel lonely, unconfident or in trouble. bt i prefer praising maself fr pulling off smthing dan showerin all da credit to god!!!

dats y wen i was in da temple hall i lowered ma head n prayed fr a long tym out dere,i felt smthing i neva did. wen dad told me to surrender everything out dere n beg fr mercy fr all da sins i did, i realized everybody must b appreciated as to how he sees god n how he want god to help him. i wud always feel wierd wen dad talks wid me dis way but i noe m a believer n dats all dat matters. i wud always question god's existance wid ma frenx n scientific reasoning to da rituals, bt deep within i m all yours!!!!

in da way bak, v saw sm fantabulous landscapes n i saw everybody dozing off, yet i loved every moment of da ride wide-eyed. yet now m about to doze off!!!

say,"Good night!!!" may god bless all living being on dis planet n show all a bright,prosperous n delightful morning. Amen!!!!

read n say," Wat a crap!"

it takes jus a smile, a cute facial texture, a hazy blue eyes, long hair cascading thru til her curvy hips, long slender legs to woe a man's heart out. they say, "Wat gud is a women's dress if it doesn make a man urge to open it up." neva mind da "hard" feelings its all abt soft love inside. da love within dat says to giv in, to lose it all without flicker of a thought about da wise sayings of da elders abt how unforgiving destiny is, to break free of all dose shackles dat v had ever been since tym immemorial, da feeling of damning all around, to be confy wid wateva v r, wateva v hav, to b home.....

its da feeling of bein hypocritic, perverse....darn it!!! wat gud s gud if dats nt xactly wat u wanna b. how bad s bad if no1 noes wat u wanna. its dem who dont let a chance slip to point deir blood-dipped filthy fingers at ya. it stinks to b where ur...cum out of da room n to c hw gracious da almighty is. hw sad v cant c. v close our eyes n believ no1 s seein us. cumon lifs simple isn it? so clutch da pretty tiny fingers n let her tk u thru a ride...a ride of realization, of da place unknown, unseen, unimagined. da warmth, da solace, da feeling to wish to hold yr breath, da adolescent mind begging fr one last tym to keep clutching fr all da seconds u held.its da feeling, wen v find ourselves in da tedium of metropolitan lyf, of some1 to say,"its lyf...snt bed of roses.", da feeling, ven v somewhere realize a lacuna in our social lyf, of some1 sayin "m here,honey.", da feeling, ven v find ourselves in da plethora of problems wich pushes our hands up, of some1 sayin "no matter wat, m wid ya...", da feeling ven da fist r pumped up amatuerishly, inconsiderately and uncharacteristically to land on some1 to bring him rite down at da floor, of some1 sayin "cumon...let it b.", da feeling, ven happy moments feel lik a dream, of some1 sayin "lets liv it." and da feeling, ven things get wacky of some1 sayin "lets get naughty...".

lyfs abt making choices n nt lookin bak...so wats da choice dat ur makin 2de? i hv made a choice 2...stop dis crap nw!!!

chekin out.....[r u sayin, "booooooooooooooooooooooo...."?hehe...]

play dumb...keep yr brains off

heres sm smartass stuffs i found out recently...chek it out!!!


..Girls have an unfair advantage over men: if they can't get what they want by being smart, they can get it by being dumb. -Yul Brynner

..My girlfriend told me that she was seeing another man. I told her to rub her eyes. -Emo Philips

..I`ve reached the age where the happy hour is a nap.

..Men always want to be a woman's first love - women like to be a man's last romance.

..I once heard two ladies going on and on about the pains of childbirth and how men don't seem to know what real pain is. I asked if either of them ever got themselves caught in a zipper. -Emo Philips

..Some people pay a compliment as if they expected a receipt. - Kin Hubbard

..Sure, there's no 'i' in team, but there is an 'm' and an 'e'. -Kevin Meyers

..There are moments when everything goes well; don't be frightened, it won't last. -Jules Renard

..If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you would have produced enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.

..You use an average of 43 muscles for a frown and you use an average of 17 muscles for a smile, and they say every two thousand frowns creates one wrinkle.

..The longest non-medical word in the English language is floccipausinihilipilification (29 letters), which means "the act of estimating as worthless."

..On the average a fart is composed of about 59% nitrogen, 21% hydrogen, 9% carbon dioxide, 7% methane, and 4% oxygen. Less than 1% is what makes them stink.

Pappu pass ho gaya...

while politicians debate on the future of our education system, this is a tribute to the unfortunate Student who grows up like a prisoner in Kala Pani. As long as he is studying, he is only a number. To the school,he is a roll number. To his parents, he is simply marks. To the college he seeks admission,he is a percentage. If papa is asked by a complete stranger about his beta, pat comes the reply:"He got 92 per cent in class 12 boards!" Thirty years later,this boards story is dangling from a crowded local in women gossips,wondering what was so great about getting 92 per cent. He feels like shouting at the crowd that is pushing him around - "Hey,watch it, buddy, I got 92 per cent in boards!" But chances are that he will be asked to shut up by the crowd - "So what if you got 92 per cent! We are all school dropouts and you're still stuck with us!"

He cant help but wonder why mama and papa ruined his childhood by burdening him with coaching classes, stop him from playing galli cricket and lock up the television set? "Go to your room and study the Pythagoras Theorem! You must come first in your class this year, beta." The kid goes to his room and studies the Pythagoras gibberish, completely oblivious of the fact that the Theorem can't teach him how to fix a flat tyre!

In fact, nothing he learns as a student equips him to deal with the realities of living. As he hangs from the crowded bus to his school,the student wondes about Trigonometry.He also realises about the reproductive system of a flower and the abdominal segment of a cockroach doesn't help him change a light bulb? Preparing for the competitive exams and their parents are risking enmity with their kid to flatter their neighbours by a shocking acheivement of their son, their consolence being that all they think about is their son's success n his long life. How desperately the kid want his parents to know that he wants to enjoy the small things of life. And at the end of the road, he is left with is guilt, apology to his parents and the tag of "Loser" stuck around his back!

On the other hand, as their son gets into secondary education, his parents wonder why he is taking longer to pass out than it takes them to repay the loan they took to put him on college! They are clueless when their son says he's taken a drop or has a backlog of last term's paper to clear! The parents learns much later in life that the word "failed" can be conveyed in many other ways.

When he survives the deadly world and reaches home, the student wonders why the government wants to scrap Class X board exams...Why not scrap the entire education system!

CET...[wat?]CET...[wat?]Darn it,don ask me again...its CETB!!!

a shaky start, a bit of homsikness, a bit of njoyin lyf wid ma company,maself. well dats lik wat sOmAn likes rite?

Day Zero n soman s on da stage baggin da limelite fr all sorts of reasons. And soman s here fr sittin on a "strike" on hostel matters. Dare s all he has, damn fukin man, dis soman. heart s all he has. the boys hostel warden s heated up n soman s suddenly worried abt wat he jus said. he becms a meek mouse jus aftr roarin lik tiger. he feels regret, a sense of anxiety n anger agaianst himself. wats da problem wid u, jerk? 4th years cm up to him fr his autograph, ofcours. "u cud do wat we cudn do in 4 damn years! Wow!" n soman s lik "sorry,bhaiya. i really mean dat!" has he eva been serious?

n soman cudn sleep da whole nite thinkin abt da gaffe he had commited even b4 puttin a singl step on da campus of CET by himself. Ab so saala raggin hoga apanka. waat lag gaya samajh. bt surprise,surprise....no1 tells him nething. instead, worse no1 speaks to him in his own class. c dere, dats da "striker"!!!! bt 5th Sept n all hell breaks loose. girl seniors find interest in him n da guys mak him dance[wen said he cant] lik crazy, mind u. n aftr carressin da lamb he ws taken 2 one corner!!!n den, wat else. Head down, face weepin[Weep? damn no...] n tryin to xplain politely dat he s sorry. n den aftr all da philipics comes da quesn," Wanna b da CR of da branch?" wat a small price, dude!!!!

n den, branchmates select him to really b da one. tho unofficially, he s da CR of I&E branch. guess da seniors don noe it n neither does Dr. BalliarSingh. Cuz i hv nt seen ne eyes bulgin out!!!!
Hostel s a heaven. havnt seen sucha place.firsttimer, soman did hv sm nerves n yet, he says to his mom, "No probs mom. Studyin day n nite. Guddy guddy branchmates n oders in da same room, all studious ones,clean loo widout ne broken doors. Rice n Dal rox! Sm day more dan 2 pieces chicken,sm day Egg curry wid as much curry given as askd fr, crispy chips, delicious veg. foods, unlimited onions, lemons, n salt. wat else do i need? wish dere wre no holides, mom!!!" n he can die to sleep on da soft pillow n bed wid PC,AC, mom, dad n di around. soman hs bcum suddenly, a changed man. he cn handle things fr himself. Oriya flung all around him[ wich s da fiercest weapon he hs had till present] lik arrows n he cant tackle it nemore. he wanna say, "Fuk man. bring it on nw. Few des, n i ll teach u sm new language." even da teachers babble on n on in oriya. Chemistry in oriya, Maths in oriya,....English in oriya.Believ it or nt, i hv learnt sm oriya letters in english class!!! ask soman in english n u ll get a english force fightin bak. English s here to stay n soman ll make sure. ofcourse, few ppl r wid him on dis holy mission.

Guys, College Lyf s here to stay!!!!!!!!


Footnote: Boy oh, boy!!! Mind yr steps n mind yr tongue. Dis blog nw belongs to da Mr. Fresher of I&E....[ Ravan ki hansi]

a journey of a lyftime...bak n ahead!

it was a memorable trip wid mom dad n di in a car all da way in da 3 hrs odd journey to DURGAPUR!!! it was aftr a pretty long tym dis. n den goin to derojeo path[our residence dere] n meetin our neighbours, da Big Bazaar n da Spencer...it seemed m at a altogeder new place. not to forget meetin ma frenx....it was jus a Wow! trip....Trips lik dese r so imp in da busy lives dat we hav dese des. its a break...n a nostalgia as well!

n aftr da break m busy again preparin fr ma college lyf...sm more ppl wid deir words hav left me in utter flounder.n wat can it b all about...raggin ofcours!!! well m nt frettin frankly. u jus need ter hav da basic things rite. don fake it...jus b real soman!!! u fidget n mess it up n da next thing is all around bouncin ova ya...so keep da takin da lime lite stuffs fr sm oder de....rite guys? bt da sOmAn s rite here baibey....hehe!!!

wishin fr a handsom raggin n sm gr8 seniors...n hey few frenx as well ofcourse!!!how flowery s ma world snt it? u havn seen it all guys!!!

We r indians....hav a "CHANGE"!!!

"Tum agar mujhko na chaho to koi baat nahi,tum agar kissi aur ko chahogi to mushkil hogi!"- Lalu

Wudn hav don so even if i had as disgustin xcuse as playin comp games bt wud ya beleiv it, it was da 1st tym i was viewin a full fledged parliamentary session frm da commensment till da end!!! n keep apart da whole controversy wich s gonna make headlines da next few des, i really njoyed it!!!da ultimate one stop show fr one n all, it was.startin frm few awesome speeches wid a tinge of tymly humour frm da one n only speaker, a reality show, a mommy's soap, a intellectual laughter show, a business show wid notes flung all around n finally a disgrace show fr da whole nation!!!!!!!

take a note of dis...don mistake sayin ne1 n every1 can tk da seat of a honorary position in da parliament,ie a Politician. it was one of da best debates i hav eva seen. Advani as a Leader of Opposition, was xceptionally gud at mockery n raisin jitters thru yr body wid fear n alarm at da passage of da controversial Nuke deal takin da PM on personally. Pranab Mukherjee was gud wid his cruked benglish bt was equally effectiv in defendin his side aftr a offendin stand taken by da erstwhile speeker Advani. Chidambaram's was a factually enlightenin n a gud speech wid consideration given to da technical aspects of da deal. fr me wat stood out was da speech of Rahul Gandhi. Takin da house's sentiment rite frm da scratch by speakin as a Indian rather a respectable leader of a political party, his instances of Sashikala m Kalavati [Kalavati...vati....vati....Mayavati...vita....vita - gr8 innovation if he had dis in mind!] wre very much ethical. he doesn exude enuf confidence rite now bt wat he does hav s dat grace wich s so much alarmingly abscondin in da politicians. no doubt he s a potential prime ministrial candidate. i specifically liked his thought of doin things widout da fear of its future consequences.wats next cn jus b sm1's guess bt all we can do s hav full faith in ourselves wen we tk a vital decision. until we xplore da unknown n unseen we jus cannot noe wats in our path.even if dre s a failure, cumon lick it!!! atleast liv it rather dan listenin abt it frm oders... damn g8 view man....We as citizens rnt newhere as intelleectual as our leaders n lets face it neither me nor you noe da details of da 123 Aggrement n Hyde Act. so lets leav it to dem....dats deir job! Comin bak to da speeches, Lalu's speech was uasually intellectual yet humourous.well we see da humour in things bt in da process miss da wild mockery he ushers on da opposition, da sootthin realisation-instigatin n warmly welcome of his former allies, da appreciation to his party leaders n most importantly his high intellect. Not to forget da adrenaline of Omar Abdullah....he was damn gud in da pressure he was in wen dere was total macchi-bazaar all around n da lady speeker who was equally passionate.

Wen i thought da game was nearin its end wid balance shiftin towards da Congress govt da incidents dat followed showed it was all bt over!Totally a blot in da nem of parliament as notes started doin da talkin. it showed how disgraceful notes can b. At da 1st perspectiv it looked all made up wid jus few minutes b4 da final vote n da way it was presented to make it look no less dan a broker's udda bt takin into consideration Advani alledgin n his serious endevour to make things look concernin n tense, it looks to me a news wich s gonna make news fr months.

neways really who cares rite? its jus noder de in office fr dese jerks. no doubt dese stuffs ll b seen buried way deep as soon as it cam into xistance.Wat came as a gr8 feelin fr me s da calmness n responsibility showin in da face of our speeker sir Mr. Somnath Mukherjee. da way he looks gentle since da 2 des of debate under da pressure of da partisan politics was exqiusite. he n onle he cud hav n can manage dese hooligans in Lok Sabha. Hope all stays well fr us n let goddamn wat happens, India prospers under ne goddamn govt. dat stays in power.Dats all we can do n aspire for!!!

n now...a 4 yrs of life!!!!

Sounds terrible but m kinda glad to say dat m goin to Orissa fr atleast the next 4 yrs!!!

yeah,well its nt gr8 but m nt frettin either...missed iit wid a whisker bt neways gettin a mere rank s nt wat i was fightin fr wen u cant get a admssn wid it!!!!n aieee was a nightmare.yeah it sounds terrible after a yr of prepn but smthings u cant help!!! u dn always get yr true worth so soon i guess.was a wee bit fidgety abt da results jus after i got dem. it sounds so identically sik bt i had given all i had dis yr. takin responsibility lik neva b4, goin fr tuitions in dose chillin n sweatin dusks to dawns, bein lonely as eva as well as livin wid sm sik ppl around n burnin sm late night "batteries" sn as eezie as it looks fr a dumb lazy mindfreak kid lik me....jus did everthin i cud but ya, i missed it in a significant step....PRACTISE PRACTISE n PRACTISE....all i did ws to get ova da physics phobia,masterin ma muggin skills in chem n no doubt takin ma maths to noder level. di told me ova n ova again. i really didn dump it in a go but again, didn follow it thru n thru....sm more pprs of aieee cud hav dn wonders....well y didn i get thru iit den huh?dunno but sm quesns ll remain unanswered i guess....

talkin abt practise i really did dat fr isi n in a much wider xtent ojee...it didn pay off in isi tho as i found maself nt among perhaps da 70 odd best mathematicians of da country yet i cn say it went damn better dan i xpected out of me...solvin 25 out of 30 tough objectives[mayb 4-5 may hav gn wrong bt nt more] n 5 horrifyin subjectives[ws a odd feelin writin in sheets wen u dn hav a practise of doin dat even fr more dan 30 mins at a stretch...reminded me of boards n many things alongwid!!!!]n while givin ojee di was already here n it did all da difference.she made me practise n by da tym i was at bhubaneswar fr givin da xam i was almost fully versed wid da ojee xplorer of mtg.n luckily it paid off..a 173 gen rank n military qota rank of 7....

now wid dis rank i cn get a GEC[gov engrn coll] cet,bbsr.it perhaps da best coll of da state.well dis may sound controversial wen we compare kiits n cet bt i guess m rite....bring into monetary aspect of it n u jus cant defy me...ha ha!!!!all i cn say s dat dis s da best coll ne1 cn get frm ojee. frm wat i hav heard it s nt dat bad...da electronics dept has many b.tech,iit kgp faculty n cs was always ma preference.lets c if i dn get electronics i ll take up cs oderwise electrical.n no doubt dis s nt da end of da road.i hav decided to giv ma best fr da cats n rats xams[i mean iim n oders] cuz a b.tech degree of cet s nt a gr8 career in ne sense...jus dn want to do a usual 3.somethin annual job in bangalore!!!!hope it turns out to b gud n b ma background fr sm iim in yrs to come!!!!

2 months of lif...

Life's tough no doubt....but u no wat "Bring it on now!!!"

17 years hav gon into dumps...n ll make up for dose years now! dunno wats gonna happen but 1 thing s for sure, i hav changed. i feel it within me...was i eva a human? now i hav enuf 2 take up dis bloody damn world...wat i did was onle fake maself n mess around in ma life.with new found life wid sum special ppl around i hav turned da table now!!! hey dis life has made me dance at its tune for a long long time but now its ma turn now baibey!!!!!!! well i hav been da rudest soman eva, da calm soman eva, da stupid soman eva, da borin soman eva, but dats whre da diff lies...a advice here, guys dere s no plce fr emotions here!!!!don eva think abt nethin oder dan yrself...its U n Ur LIFE...start a de wid dis shit in yr mind n c how yr de transforms!!!!!!!!

n hey frenship rox!!!!!! u may speak 2 a hundred ppl in a de but u gotcha hav som u can giv yr heart for! man der s just a tiny little gap.njoy but dat line s da D thing...n m a lucky man!!!!!! ppl r dre all around to wag deir tails up behind ya!!! its just dose commoners...n dre r few ofcourse who nail ya...u got 2speak rite at da face, "fuk off!"

jus pray to da almighty dat all goes rite dese few months n den....c a new avatar of sOmAn....da EnigmaLord

Look.. if you had.. one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted.. in one moment
Would you capture it.. or just let it slip? Yo..

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
to drops bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
what he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth but the words won't come out
He's chokin, how? Everybody's jokin now
The clock's run out, time's up, over - BLAOW!
Snap back to reality, OHH - there goes gravity
OHH - there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't
Give up that easy nope, he won't have it
He knows, his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so sad that he knows
when he goes back to this mobile home, that's when it's
back to the lab again, yo, this whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him


You better - lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go (go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
You better - lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go (go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
You better..


hey how s dis for 2de? no fakin it,dis s obviously not mine.dis s a rap of eninem.so read it again bro...n feel it.u ll surely find me in dere.

"keep smilin"...dats wat da "halo" of chinmaya portals said...n dats wat i m doin.bring me dat.lets hav some cheers n lemme forget dis shit.

how kooooool i was n a bit proud frm within...but dat just b4 da damnshit phy xam.n c me now...perhaps god's grace n somethin more than dat can gimme 80.da most frusto part of all was wen i saw da smile on all faces.i was feelin as if some1 was laughin at ma face n sayin,"c...c yr ppr.dats yr fate baibey." thinkin....thinkin....thinkin(push)"hey soman kaisa gayaa.iiiiitnaaaaa eeeezieeeeee ppr.jo padhke aye the wohi aaya.how laaky i am naa!tera kaisa gaya?""fuk off man.just freak out of here."dad had not cum.so acted sOmAn for a while.

dad came n we wre off...lolz,wat else?

yes dere s....not selected for NUJS.damn how cud i get 131?not just possible.135 cutoff....but y am i writin dis in ma blog.c me all, a suker loser here!!!!!!!!!!!

valentine's day........or is it?

hey u ppl out dere, how many of u hav made a friend yr lov.....coz dis s not wat i m gonna ask next.

hav u ever made yr lov a friend on dis very day? seems funny. snt it? but mind u,i m not kiddin out here.well....I HAV!!!!!!!!

yeah, i hav her a gift but it was nothin but a"don forget me" stuff n nothin else.n how s a bracelet n a card for dat? u thinkin i m crying, i m shattered, i m in a world of solace n sorrow? naa...hehe. coz for me,destiny rulez n ll rule forever.in fact,dere hav never been nething called "love" between us.2de wat happened was ma love being taken in a palenquin to be given to da hands of destiny. n i? damn did da hmm.....wats dat bloddy stuff called....yeah,kanyadaan.....

hey amnt i gettin damn philosophical out here?bullshit....but da lesson for da day- dis day s not onle for lovers. neways,enjoy da day wid yr OWN ones n b4 i forget,
                               
      HAPPY VALENTINE'S(hey it not VALENTINES'...get it?) DAY

destiny rulez...

believ me guyz,dere is nothin u can do.dere s nothin u can help in da spoilin times.dere s nothin u can do to recover a relationship.nothin s in yr fist.so let it happen...let destiny rule....

well,me?i hav ofcourse left everything to destiny....ma life,ma career,ma passion n ofcourse ma love. boards r not knockin on da door,rather it has entered ma room n s seein me drollin on n on.ma career?as i hav said b4 i m still not sure dat i hav been destined to b engineer or some1 else.ma passion?hmm...wat s ma passion?well..destiny changes it time n again.as for now,dere s nothin.but don wrry,destiny ll surely gimme 1 soon.ma love....hey forget it.dere s just friendship n nothin else....n believin in destiny s fun,its rejuvination,its a way to c a new world everytime u open up yr eyes.

so frienx,sit in destiny's lap n let it take u to da neother world all together.understand destiny n believ me,da elixir s yrs....

 

say,"beeest offf laaaak"

yeah,ma board xam has started n i m here njoyin da same legato life...hey i know dats nothin to b proud of but den...dats me

no need to wrry,ma prepn s already don n i know dat it cant b bad.da only thing i fear s da viva coz i cant ans quesn lik"who invented C++?","wat s sachin's latest LG ratin?"," think yr program s rite,dear?"....n stuffs lik dat.

naa,comp s ma interest n no fakin it,i lov da subject.but it all depends on da day....well,i ll surely look out for dose shalik couples n cats not crossin ma route....blah blah

hey,so say"beeest offf laaaak"!!!!

sOmAn s day-dreamin...watch out

yeah...i am day-dreamin of everything dat i can do in NUJS....

goddamn i don wanna fry ma mind in dis couldron of physics n chemistry.i sometimes feel dat i hav been born to study law n not all dis shit.god,just gimme a chance.i wanna do wat i like n not wat i m forced to.

i m gettin crazy...thinkin of raggin in NUJS,makin freinx out dere,eatin n enjoyin dere,studyin all alone in ma room where dere s no 1 to disturb n taunt dat i never study, n wat not....i m bcumin mundane in studyin physics n stuffs though i know dat i hardly hav a month b4 da board xams.but i cant let ma heart lose coz i know dat it may leav in a rendezvous where movin neside means DEATH!!!!!!

n den dere s mom's demand to study 20 hrs a day which i cant.how can i explain her dat.but den neways i hav to listen n do as she likes-keep maself bolted to ma room doin nothin but fukin ma time out .n hey,i do study sometimes.hehe.........

 

 

so much to lose.....

hmm...i m nostalgic but as it goes-GUYZ DONT CRY....isnt it?

hey damn cry? naa...but yeah,i felt bad 2de wen i had da last laugh wid some of ma frienx(or,are de) but u know wat...it doesn matter wat u feel abt me but u just cant stop me...get it?

we here at PAS had our farewell 2de.surely,i ll miss ma school more than ne1 but a thing to think s dat life doesn stop.wen we lose something ,we gain something.wen we part frm some1,we meet some1 new.so where s da point lamentin on wat we lost n whom we r partin frm.....

but 1 thing s for sure-i ll never get bak those des which i enjoyed in PAS. it s da place which has taught me dat i m DIFFERENT...dat i am not like ne1 in da crowd.it has given me dat confidence wid which i can b proud sayin i m a pentecostalite.

well...i hav lost many things...first ma mom's womb,then da nappy pads(hehe!!),then playin in mom's lap,then slates to write on,then Bhilai(ma birthplace),sleepin wid mom n dad,then st.joseph's n Vishakapatnam(AP),then ma sis(she went to hostel),ma innocense,then Durgapur alongwid frienx n HSMS,then da studin passion(n passin 2 sometimes), then da dad-son childish love,ma love(hey dere s a gr8 dilemma here) n now PAS....hmm,havnt thought dat i hav lost so many things,huh?

neways,i hav learnt to live wid all dis....n wat it helps me wid s dat it teaches to gain in every single thing i lose.

 

ma NUJS xams

Experience s truely a enigmatic teacher who takes da tests 1st n then teaches...

dis n many other things i hav learned in da past 2 desin kolkata.yeah,i was dere for da NUJS xams n hmm....1st of all,lemme tell u dat i m in wid a chance n NOTHIN ELSE.

students wre floodin in dere frm nowere n i was left baffled.well...i was surely in mirk.i ll not fake it,dere were some damn sexy grls(bengali grls r no doubt sexy,i knew dat b4) out dere but u know wat,dere s just 1 thing i can giv to ma lov(even if she doesn wanna) n dats TRUST....

hey forget it. dese chaff ll take me nowere n i know dis.well...dere s 1 thing i wud like to mention, frienx.

standin in front of me was a pretty grl.perhaps she tried to browbeat me alongwid her mommy.hmm...god gimme a chance to meet dat grl again.i wanna giv her a kiss n say,"thanx honey."hehe....

so talkin abt da xam,i hav already found 25-30 mistakes out of 180 quesns.well,ma elder cousin sis studyin dere said dat ne marks betn 120-150 ll b enough.but neways it was fun n all i hope s dat dis fun helps me land up somewere in life(hehe...which s not in ma genes neways)



 

where s dat passion of bloggin gone?

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painful DAYS,thinking NIGHTS....

Hey freinx, tell me y ppl think themselves great when they know something special? If I don know something n wanna learn it, y ppl think themselves superior n others inferior>? After all they hav learnt from sum 1!!!! N then y can’t I learn it from “sum 1”? ll I remain their freinx only b’coz I get to know something from them? Rightly said, no1 can clap by 1 hand!!!!!!!!! So is with friendship. I hav no1 else than ma sister, mom, dad n FREINX.then y do I among such small life get hurt??? I can’t say to ne1, coz I m in such an age but don’t we teens hav heart? Don’t we hav emotions? Don’t we get hurt??? Whatever, I can’t leave my freinx n pledge dat all freinx of mine in front of me, hav been, r n ll b equal for me. But plz, don’t hurt yr freinx……….

Srry I was driven by my emotion! but think over it n analyze yrself n don feel shy even to regret in front of yr freinx coz at least for me, freinx r ma life n I ll think twice b4 I break my friend’s heart…….