Thursday, August 28, 2008
Twitter...
Its raining blogs, hallelujah, its raining blogs!! cause my lab access is restricted and i use my Lappy and use net only for uploading!!!
Twitter...
Rajnish asks where does butterflies stay at night... i said "i think they hang upside down below leaves...". Is thats right???
Should i be feeling guilty???!!???
The other day there was a lot of fuss regarding the speed of fan in my class and our maths prof didnt like it. It was an unusually hot day but some people were still feeling cold and there was some time wasted on what should be ideal rotation speed of the fan. Our maths prof, who is a brilliant man and the coolest person so told us why are we so particular of our body's needs?? Why cant we ignore them??
He told us about a friend of his who was a pretty poor, didnt have his dad and his mom was a single earner cum parent. They used to live in a hut and in the summers when we generally have exams he used to wet a towel and wrap it about his naked body to keep cool and survive.... this is interior maharashtra summer we are talking about....an egg will literally get converted to omlette on a rock here. Still he always topped exam, was a gold medalist in maths olympiad, cracked UPSC and is doing pretty good now.
This got me thiking should i deny my body what it wants (not needs)?? Should i feel guilty that i am sitting below a fan here, where in africa people are dyng of heat strokes??? Should I??? And Why???
May be my parents did something good in their last life...so they are pretty well off, may i did something good in my past life.... may be i am plain lucky and other peole are not, may be my parent just worked their asses off to provide me with wants rather than needs.... so shud i disown these...should i deny....somehow i cant say yes to this Q .... so am i selfish....no i am not....i will gladly share my facilities with all..... may be i am selfish cause i wont take in all those who come.....so??? big deal......
It still doesnt justify denying my body water, food, a good envionment, sex.
Some people dont have TV so should i stop entertaining my self, some people are so lazy they will never tax their brains let alone other faculties, so shud i turn dumb...deny my briain its food for thought??
Some people are major parasites...should i become one???
I will turn on that god damn fan and set it to any desirable speed, i will only use warm water for bathing, i will eat well, sleep well, think well and i will enjoy my life off cause this is the only life i know, this is the only life i have and this is the only life i will ever have.
And forget about whether or not i should feel guilty or not.....
I DONT !!!!
He told us about a friend of his who was a pretty poor, didnt have his dad and his mom was a single earner cum parent. They used to live in a hut and in the summers when we generally have exams he used to wet a towel and wrap it about his naked body to keep cool and survive.... this is interior maharashtra summer we are talking about....an egg will literally get converted to omlette on a rock here. Still he always topped exam, was a gold medalist in maths olympiad, cracked UPSC and is doing pretty good now.
This got me thiking should i deny my body what it wants (not needs)?? Should i feel guilty that i am sitting below a fan here, where in africa people are dyng of heat strokes??? Should I??? And Why???
May be my parents did something good in their last life...so they are pretty well off, may i did something good in my past life.... may be i am plain lucky and other peole are not, may be my parent just worked their asses off to provide me with wants rather than needs.... so shud i disown these...should i deny....somehow i cant say yes to this Q .... so am i selfish....no i am not....i will gladly share my facilities with all..... may be i am selfish cause i wont take in all those who come.....so??? big deal......
It still doesnt justify denying my body water, food, a good envionment, sex.
Some people dont have TV so should i stop entertaining my self, some people are so lazy they will never tax their brains let alone other faculties, so shud i turn dumb...deny my briain its food for thought??
Some people are major parasites...should i become one???
I will turn on that god damn fan and set it to any desirable speed, i will only use warm water for bathing, i will eat well, sleep well, think well and i will enjoy my life off cause this is the only life i know, this is the only life i have and this is the only life i will ever have.
And forget about whether or not i should feel guilty or not.....
I DONT !!!!
I am loving it!
I am famous... and how!!!
It all started one fine day with me and a senior talking about counter strike (for the uninitiated it is a computer game, a kind of strategy-team game but in a first person shooter mode which makes it even better). Our computer labs are all connected in a LAN and the seniors had installed counter strike in 6 of their PCs and used to play every night at around 8. They used to erase the log records later so no one knew we were playing CS. And so it happened that i got an invitation from them to come over in their lab at night around 8 and play counter strike. So far so good. The next evening as they started playing they called me in... so i went and joined them. We were playing the Dima map in a 3 on 2 configuration and i am pretty pleased to inform that i was a pretty good player there and was 2nd in scores. Now that evening i had seen our Director ma'm leave for home in her car. It was 8:40 in the night, all my friends had gone for dinner but I was in the MSc 2 lab playing counter strike and then from behind enters none other than the Director of the institute Dr Mrs UKK.... OOOOOPPPSS...and a big one at that...
Mera to major **** jaam ho gaya.... Picture this: I am 3rd ranker in the entrance, the CR of the class, on pretty good terms with all profs and office people on account of me being CR, I had just been offered a project in statistics just that morning from the stats prof. and i am the only junior in the MSc 2 lab playing CS. It hasnt even been one complete month since i have joined (Course started on 21st july and its 21st august that day...night 8:40, so the month hasnt even properly ended yet...) and i am in deep deep shit!!!
Now that i blog i am feeling okok but then i was majorly f***ed up man, majorly. She asked us to send her an email saying we were caught playimg games and with our names and role numbers... and in that email i am the only one with a MSc 1 tag....makes me kinda conspicuous!! Anyways...so i went back to hostel room pretty shaken... and wondering at the unreality of it all... finally i called up JD just to tell some one the muck (m may be replaced freely with an f) i was in. He told me to ask the seniors now what to do...so at 1030 in d night i went to my seniors hostel... and talked to him... and mind u the seniors are also major pahucha hua log...one was a topper, the other is an expert programmer and the third had a project in NCCS under him...and me the 4th (nothing distinguishes me :-( )
So Deepak and Diggy told me dont worry, we'll tke all the blame and tell the director that i wasnt involved and that they had called me... i said ok... I asked him what was the worst that could happen to me. He said that there may be a call to my home...oops, 2: the lab will be closed early...oops for people who dont have a lappy, and a bad impression... some how i am used to that1. So i hoped that may be ghar pe call nahi jaana chahiye cause then mera laptop idhar laane ka chace will tend towards 0....
Anyways... next day... a duble lecture of...yeah u got it...THE DIRECTOR HERSELF... Being the CR i had already announced what had happened and my role in it, and where i expected blame i got the "whats-with-boys-and-CS" look..but no animosity. COOL. THE direcctor mentioned the incident only obliquely and didnt mention my role in it or address me personally. Later i asked the seniors what had happened and they said that they told ma'm i wasnt involved and that she had told them "dont spoil your juniors!!"
ous
We got a formal notice from ma'm that the labs will be closed at 630 in the evening and will remain closed on sundays and holidays....OK.
Now...i became an instant celebrity... all seniors started acknoledging me as they passed by, people were like, yeh banda seniors ke saath CS khelte pakda gaya!!! wow!! YAAAAyyyyyyyyy.....
Everyone from my librarian (who is really really good) to office staff asked me how the hell did i get into it.... well wheres CS theres me!!! not that i told them this but believe me i am a pretty known face now....and contrary to my expectations the stats sir is still pretty much into me doing a project with him and my relations with all faculty is pretty good except ofcourse the DIRECTOR!!
Thats ok.... I act professionally in her lectures, do my CR duties as nothing had happened (did anything happen??? :-) ) and keep my interactions with her as less as possible and everyones happy!!!
Moral of the story....CS rocks!!!!
It all started one fine day with me and a senior talking about counter strike (for the uninitiated it is a computer game, a kind of strategy-team game but in a first person shooter mode which makes it even better). Our computer labs are all connected in a LAN and the seniors had installed counter strike in 6 of their PCs and used to play every night at around 8. They used to erase the log records later so no one knew we were playing CS. And so it happened that i got an invitation from them to come over in their lab at night around 8 and play counter strike. So far so good. The next evening as they started playing they called me in... so i went and joined them. We were playing the Dima map in a 3 on 2 configuration and i am pretty pleased to inform that i was a pretty good player there and was 2nd in scores. Now that evening i had seen our Director ma'm leave for home in her car. It was 8:40 in the night, all my friends had gone for dinner but I was in the MSc 2 lab playing counter strike and then from behind enters none other than the Director of the institute Dr Mrs UKK.... OOOOOPPPSS...and a big one at that...
Mera to major **** jaam ho gaya.... Picture this: I am 3rd ranker in the entrance, the CR of the class, on pretty good terms with all profs and office people on account of me being CR, I had just been offered a project in statistics just that morning from the stats prof. and i am the only junior in the MSc 2 lab playing CS. It hasnt even been one complete month since i have joined (Course started on 21st july and its 21st august that day...night 8:40, so the month hasnt even properly ended yet...) and i am in deep deep shit!!!
Now that i blog i am feeling okok but then i was majorly f***ed up man, majorly. She asked us to send her an email saying we were caught playimg games and with our names and role numbers... and in that email i am the only one with a MSc 1 tag....makes me kinda conspicuous!! Anyways...so i went back to hostel room pretty shaken... and wondering at the unreality of it all... finally i called up JD just to tell some one the muck (m may be replaced freely with an f) i was in. He told me to ask the seniors now what to do...so at 1030 in d night i went to my seniors hostel... and talked to him... and mind u the seniors are also major pahucha hua log...one was a topper, the other is an expert programmer and the third had a project in NCCS under him...and me the 4th (nothing distinguishes me :-( )
So Deepak and Diggy told me dont worry, we'll tke all the blame and tell the director that i wasnt involved and that they had called me... i said ok... I asked him what was the worst that could happen to me. He said that there may be a call to my home...oops, 2: the lab will be closed early...oops for people who dont have a lappy, and a bad impression... some how i am used to that1. So i hoped that may be ghar pe call nahi jaana chahiye cause then mera laptop idhar laane ka chace will tend towards 0....
Anyways... next day... a duble lecture of...yeah u got it...THE DIRECTOR HERSELF... Being the CR i had already announced what had happened and my role in it, and where i expected blame i got the "whats-with-boys-and-CS" look..but no animosity. COOL. THE direcctor mentioned the incident only obliquely and didnt mention my role in it or address me personally. Later i asked the seniors what had happened and they said that they told ma'm i wasnt involved and that she had told them "dont spoil your juniors!!"
ous
We got a formal notice from ma'm that the labs will be closed at 630 in the evening and will remain closed on sundays and holidays....OK.
Now...i became an instant celebrity... all seniors started acknoledging me as they passed by, people were like, yeh banda seniors ke saath CS khelte pakda gaya!!! wow!! YAAAAyyyyyyyyy.....
Everyone from my librarian (who is really really good) to office staff asked me how the hell did i get into it.... well wheres CS theres me!!! not that i told them this but believe me i am a pretty known face now....and contrary to my expectations the stats sir is still pretty much into me doing a project with him and my relations with all faculty is pretty good except ofcourse the DIRECTOR!!
Thats ok.... I act professionally in her lectures, do my CR duties as nothing had happened (did anything happen??? :-) ) and keep my interactions with her as less as possible and everyones happy!!!
Moral of the story....CS rocks!!!!
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
MAMA i'm comin home.......
i've moved into my new home away from home...atleast for the next 6 months.... i have moved into Gents hostel no. 2, room no. 18 with 1 roommate, 1 guest and 1 parastie!!!
I was feeling really wierd while i was in the auto with my luggage..... t'was pouring cats and dogs and instead of looking at that as a bad omen or some shit i was wondering ki the rain is washing off the old and its time for the new....
anyways...i went for shopping yesterday,.... i have yet to buy a good gaddaa.... but i bought 2 soap cases, 1 jhaadu, 10m of nylon rope and 1 bucket......... till the gaddaa comes i have to sleep on hard surface but thats ok for now.... the rest of the things i already have... some i'll take back to mumbai and leave them there....like my macchardani.... there are not many mosquitos here... and a vaporiser would work !!!!
the bathrooms suck bigtime... and 1 is under renovation of the 2... we are promised 5start bathroom once the renovation is over but for the moment its hell....sort of... luckily i have a water heater so no worries abt hot water... the rooms big enuff...anf good enuff...nothing like home though....
now...this is a 2 seater room...(2 beds) but theres room enuff for a "guest" and we havr taken in one.... hes from bihar and is a nice guy rajnish kumar!!! theres also a parasite whos in and once all hostels open i plan to kick him out since then he'll be a danger to all 3 of us !!!
i guess this is enuff for now... lifes going on as usual... its starting to get a bit hectic now.... and we are going on to heavier stuff academically also... and am still enjoying myself here....
for shopping for hostel things i had gone to corporation and shanivar wada... unfortunately it was monday and many shops were closed but we managed to buy all things that were needed, except the gaddaa ofcourse....
thats all from me.... its all on record....
one day i'll come back and read this stuff up.... and i'll remember the first days of my hostel life....and i hope that it'll be fun !!!!!!!
I was feeling really wierd while i was in the auto with my luggage..... t'was pouring cats and dogs and instead of looking at that as a bad omen or some shit i was wondering ki the rain is washing off the old and its time for the new....
anyways...i went for shopping yesterday,.... i have yet to buy a good gaddaa.... but i bought 2 soap cases, 1 jhaadu, 10m of nylon rope and 1 bucket......... till the gaddaa comes i have to sleep on hard surface but thats ok for now.... the rest of the things i already have... some i'll take back to mumbai and leave them there....like my macchardani.... there are not many mosquitos here... and a vaporiser would work !!!!
the bathrooms suck bigtime... and 1 is under renovation of the 2... we are promised 5start bathroom once the renovation is over but for the moment its hell....sort of... luckily i have a water heater so no worries abt hot water... the rooms big enuff...anf good enuff...nothing like home though....
now...this is a 2 seater room...(2 beds) but theres room enuff for a "guest" and we havr taken in one.... hes from bihar and is a nice guy rajnish kumar!!! theres also a parasite whos in and once all hostels open i plan to kick him out since then he'll be a danger to all 3 of us !!!
i guess this is enuff for now... lifes going on as usual... its starting to get a bit hectic now.... and we are going on to heavier stuff academically also... and am still enjoying myself here....
for shopping for hostel things i had gone to corporation and shanivar wada... unfortunately it was monday and many shops were closed but we managed to buy all things that were needed, except the gaddaa ofcourse....
thats all from me.... its all on record....
one day i'll come back and read this stuff up.... and i'll remember the first days of my hostel life....and i hope that it'll be fun !!!!!!!
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Love...
Love is butterflies in the stomach when u fisrt see her...
Love is being incoherent in the head when u first try to talk to her...
Love is feeling alive just cause she exists...
Love is being happy just cause u are alive...
Love is having a bad day cause someone didnt come...
Love is thinking about her and going to sleep...
Love is dreaming about her all night...
Love is thinking about her when u wake up...
Love is not being able to any, any fault in her...
Love is being aware of her presence in the room the moment she enters...
Love is feeling a high for hours afterwards the first touch...
Love is feeling wretched since u havent talked to her for days...
Love is feeling reborned after she talked to you after months...
Love is feeling helpless when the brain wins over the heart...
Love is feeling crushed when u cant do anything about it...
Love is still dreaming about her after years...
Love is not being able to get over her... ever...
Love is wanting to leave a city just cause she sms'd from some place else in the world...
Love is waiting, waiting, waiting... not because theres no other option but because u dont want to choose any other option... cause there can be no other option... even when what u are waiting for is not clear...
Love is being incoherent in the head when u first try to talk to her...
Love is feeling alive just cause she exists...
Love is being happy just cause u are alive...
Love is having a bad day cause someone didnt come...
Love is thinking about her and going to sleep...
Love is dreaming about her all night...
Love is thinking about her when u wake up...
Love is not being able to any, any fault in her...
Love is being aware of her presence in the room the moment she enters...
Love is feeling a high for hours afterwards the first touch...
Love is feeling wretched since u havent talked to her for days...
Love is feeling reborned after she talked to you after months...
Love is feeling helpless when the brain wins over the heart...
Love is feeling crushed when u cant do anything about it...
Love is still dreaming about her after years...
Love is not being able to get over her... ever...
Love is wanting to leave a city just cause she sms'd from some place else in the world...
Love is waiting, waiting, waiting... not because theres no other option but because u dont want to choose any other option... cause there can be no other option... even when what u are waiting for is not clear...
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