Book Mania

IF someone would have called me a ‘bookworm’ few weeks back, I probably would have laughed it out. I never used to get along well this books and novels. But with time, my hatred towards books slowly vaporized. Today, you can find me fishing around in landmark or Higginbotham’s searching for novels.

Can’t actually trace from when I did I develop this allergic reaction towards books. Probably it all started during my high school days, when I was like forced to huge voluminous books for my board exams. Before this, I used to visit the library regularly, and was a huge fan of Enid Blyton. Have read almost all her books including the ‘Famous Five’ and ‘Secret Seven’ series.

From then on, I just couldn’t stand novels. Usually used to find it very boring and used to make me feel sleepy. Between times, I did catch hold of a few, tried hard to improve my reading habit, but without any success.

Then one fine day, I paid a visit to the book shop. They had a huge collection ranging from classics to fiction, mystery to current affairs. After frantic exploring through the shop, I ended up buying a John Grisham novel ‘The Partner’. I found the book quite interesting. It revolved about a most wanted man who with his experience with law practices, somehow manages to get rid of all the charges which was imposed on him. With it arose my new passion for reading.

Since then, I have been quite regular to landmark and end up buying at least couple of books per month. Have a collection of books at home, which I am yet to read. ‘Catch 22’, ‘Hitchhikers Guide to Galaxy’, ‘The Fountainhead’, Coupled with books by John Grisham and Michael Crichton.

The main cause for me sudden passion towards books would be the rigorous work I do in office. People tend to relax after a long days work. Reading novels gives a soothing feeling at the end of day. Am happy to develop this habit and make sure it never perishes.

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Trivia:
Some people love reading books. Likewise, some like writing blogs. What pleasure does one get by writing blogs? An answer which i myself have been searching for.

MERRY CHRISTMAS & HAPPY NEW YEAR 2006

Caught in a Web!

Ever felt depressed beyond reprieve?! Ever felt disgusted that nothing is going your way? Have you had the feeling that the last hope left is fading slowly away from you?

The feelings just like when a fly gets trapped in the web of entanglement, and is hopelessly lost. It’s trapped in the middle flapping its wings trying desperately, but in vain to escape from the grasp of the sticky web. It has realized the terrible painstaking truth that in no time it would be engulfed by the jaws of terror, and be its meal. It looks down and senses the hollowness of the future which lies ahead.

Clinging on to the strands, the fly sees a whole vast universe it would have loved to explore. There are other flies and insects which are rambling about searching for fun. It observes how happy they are, who seem so content with their lives. They are hovering around the sweets scattered all along the floor. But are they even thinking of trying to save the poor soul from the jaws of death? Nope, they seem to be busy with the sweets and the sugar. The terrible truths dawns that it’s no longer needed by others. Perhaps it’s not so real to them after all?!!

The case of a trapped fly is no different from the hapless victim who is pouring out this depressing thoughts and feelings. He is stuck right in the middle facing nothing but an empty insensate world out there. He has realized that life is never going to turn out the way you want it to be. It’s already been formulated.

And if you're taking a walk through the garden of life
What do you think you'd expect you would see?
Just like a mirror reflecting the moves of your life
And in the river reflections of me

There are time when I feel I'm afraid for the world
There are times I'm ashamed of us all
When you're floating on all the emotion you feel
And reflecting the good and the bad

Will we ever know what the answer to life really is?
Can you really tell me what life is?
Maybe all the things that you know that are precious to you
Could be swept away by fate's own hand

- Harris (Blood Brothers, Iron Maiden)

Proud Mumbaiite! Proud Indian

I couldn't' stop making this comparison..

inches of rain in new orleans due to hurricane katrina... 18
inches of rain in mumbai (July 27th).... 37.1

population of new orleans... 484,674
population of mumbai.... 12,622,500

deaths in new orleans within 48 hours of katrina...100
deaths in mumbai within 48hours of rain.. 37.

number of people to be evacuated in new orleans... entire city..wohh
number of people evacuated in mumbai...10,000

Cases of shooting and violence in new orleans...Countless
Cases of shooting and violence in mumbai.. NONE

Time taken for US army to reach new orleans... 48hours
Time taken for Indian army and navy to reach mumbai...12hours

status 48hours later...new orleans is still waiting for relief, army and electricty
status 48hours later..mumbai is back on its feet and is business is as usual

USA...world's most developed nation
India...JUST A DEVELOPING NATION..

oopss...did i get the last fact wrong??? Or am I just being proud of being an INDIAN

p.s: received it thru mail. couldnt resist posting it.
a nice blog to revive my dry blogpage :)

Changing Lanes

well.. it has been a long hard month for me now. The transition from a lazy bum in college to a (to-be) hard worker in my new company wasnt easy as i had expected. new mates.. new location.. climate is somethin i find difficult to cope up with. but i guess.. i m now well settled.

to all those... who are new visitors to mah blog.. lemme introduce myself. hehe. well.. i have been assigned a post of software engineer.. unaware of what i m supposed to do in his new adventure. someone said.. i have to play around with numbers.. which supposedly aint an easy job. my boss seems to be a cool guy.. and fellow workers in the company are interactive too. (bare a few.. who sometimes give me a cold stare.. when tryin to start a conversation). anyway, the company looks better than wht i had imagined. its got a healty work environment... buzzin with activity (ya.. even during night ;)

the day i joined my company.. they put me into rigurous trainin. 15 hard days i had to endure.. from morning 8 to evening 7. (well.. tht shld explain the reason for me not bloggin for soo long). i was over the moon.. when i realised i escaped unscathed.. in short..I survived :) but it was short lived. another training schedule was planned which was somethin related to wht i m goin to work on. damn. why do they put so much burden on a newbie like me.

the weekends were supposedly the only days .. i was free to lither around. but i found myself busy searchin for a new flat.. which took me a month. finally, everythin is now resolved.. and i m moving in today. i guess for now.. i can say 'i have settled in'. but lot of complications are due to arrive for sure, enuf to keep me busy. i promise thou.. i wont stop bloggin.

someone said "changing lanes aint easy". to be honest.. he was right.
so long folks. enjoy ur day.

Homeopathy: Does it work?

when we feel sick, we invariably go to the hospital to receive treatment. but its not the case with all the people. some of them prefer a treatment, also known as homeopathy!. i m sure many wouldnt have even heard of it. it comes from the family of pathys(treatments) originating from the asian region. as far as i know, there are lot of pathy's used to treat a patient. the treatment in hospital is known as alopathy. some of them have even originated from religious and superstitious beliefs. my grand ma still follows it.

in homeopathy, patients are given small round tablets which is usually sugar coated. the most funny part is tht these sugar coated tablets are classified into some 2000 varieties. and to top it off, more than 100 varieties can be used for the treatment of same disease. my dad once bought a huge encyclopedia on homeopathy and i couldnt help noticing the kind of treatment. apparently, a particular sugar coated medicine can be used to cure large number of disease without any side effects. note: all these tablets look similar, and i still havent been able to figure out the diff between any two.

a homeopathic doctor consults the patient abt the symptoms of the disease, goes thru the encyclopedia, and then chooses the medicine from a variety of them listed in it. not only does he say he can cure common symptoms like cold, fever & headache, but also symptoms ranging like bad dreams, increase in memory power, some wound in your elbow etc. now this is utter ridiculous.

even thou, it may sound funny to me, many people do follow this treatment. cant believe that even in this modern world of science, people stick with old tradional ways of treatment. probably cause ther are no side effects. these doctors earn lots of money selling this sugar coated tablets attaching a strange name along with it. thou they say it can cure anythin, i dont think it can cure the IWC syndrome which i m suffering from. haha. you will shortly figure what this syndrome is, and will realise that you might also suffer from this.

p.s: i have noticed that most of the bloggers and other readers prefer reading only the latest blog, and just ignore the other blogs. this makes life difficult for someone who is on a bloggin roll, and suffers constantly from I-Want-Comments syndrome. i know one of my friend who stopped blogging, cause no one visited his blog or commented on it, even if they read it. now, i fear the same situation may arise with me. if homeopathy says that it has got a cure for it, i will blindly take it now.

An Author's Artistry

after 4 years of torrid life in college, i hoped to enjoy my time at home. but the timing couldnt have been more worse. my sisters exams had started and i was crippled down to recline in the bed with out any TV or computer for a long time. dying of boredom, i borrowed some novel from my friend. DAN BROWN.. heard of him? no i m not talking abt 'The Da Vinci Code'. i got hold of his other two books 'The Digital Fortress' and 'Angels & Demons'.

Dan Brown's artistry in bringing up the whole controversy thru a book was really fascinating. it became a best seller instantaneously. the way he collected details abt somethin called 'the priory of sion, twisted a part of the real story, put some drama in between to make it one of the most thrilling stories ever. was expecting the same kind of language and drama in his novel 'the digital fortress'. it didnt disprove my expections. the novel was tantalizing, a heart-racing thriller which was cleverly brought up.

Kept me wondering whether all authors bring abt the same kind of writing in all their novels. Looking at various novels written by robert ludlum, robin cook, sidney sheldon and dan brown, my postulate didnt seem entirely false. each book tells somethin abt the author, his way of writing. in all, his books charaterizes himself different from others.
for eg. dan brown brings up well-detailed facts before he brings up his imagination, or lets say fiction. the facts brought up are such that it makes the reader believe its for real. slowly and steadily, he involves the reader into the story. his drama usually includes a lot of characters, and it different locations, which he consequently brings abt in alternate chapters to make the reader aware of the happenings. his language is simple, doesnt include complicated words and twisted meanings, making it easier for a layman to understand. but he plots the story brilliantly till the end. keeps me wondering whether its all instinctive thoughts in authors mind or was it a well planned story.

but like most authors, dan brown does reveal some of his identity in his novels. most of his plots involve around a female, and he brings up some kind of love story which according to me, spoils the whole situation. and the novel 'The Digital Fortress' revolves around some cryptographers love for another. 'the Da Vinci Code' too had one similar to this. but the intensity of the fiction carried me away from tht part. will be deeply engrossed in his other book 'Angels & Demons' in a few days time, and i know wht lies ahead in the story.

this is not just the case with dan brown. even sidney sheldon uses this as a part of his play. their books may never touch the artistry of some of the classic authors. but it does prove that every author have their own style of expressing their thoughts. sometimes i feel, this distinction in style is necessary in order to bring abt variety. and this is good, as the reader gets an option to choose his type of novels. take my example.
i m halfway through ayn rand's 'the Fountainhead' , and now i feel exhausted. wonder whether i will ever be able to complete such a voluminous book. combined with non sensical philosophy, it just drives me crazy. same with paulo coelho 'the Alchemist'. althou most of the things he is trying to explain has a deep meaning in it, but talking abt the sun and the wind talking and compromising on a deal, is somethin which sounds really funny to me.

there are many bloggers.. who i know are aspiring to write a book. thou they havent started writing yet, i already know the style of writing they will incorporate in their novel. its a part of their identity.. and i feel it will never completely change.
p.s: i have decided not to write any book as of now, and spare all the readers, the trouble of goin thru the worst novel ever.

7 Point Struggler (Part II)

hopes of a branch change had vaporised into thin air. kept wondering if it was worth slogging for rest of my life. second sem came and went like a whoosh. the only thing i can possible remember is me having a stupid argument with a friend of mine over a rock band cassette, and fellow wingmates giving bumps to every other guy in the wing for fun.

after a two month long vacation break, came one of the most imp. semesters, third. 7 courses and 2 labs. had second thoughts of coming back into vicious study circle. spent a lot of time in the institute library pondering over 1000 page huge chemical engg books. but the effect of the course and the AC in the library, always made me doze of midway thru my chapter. so decided to issue the books and give it a try in hostel. but my fellow wingmates never let me settle into a proper study routine. ended up with another dissapointing 7 point somethin.

by now, i had almost given up hope to putting a fightback. i was dropped back to rank 12 in my branch. soon, computers started arriving in my wing, and the game fever started. well, it all started with 2d games like mortar, and then gradually shifted to 3d games like 'age of empires' and 'quake'. coupled with a newly installed LAN facility in the wing, the game fever never faded and spent most of my next three semesters in front of my computer. rivetted back to copying assignments and lab reports. slowly, i started to involve myself in lot of hostel activities, especially in sports. spent most of my time playing football or volley. during this tenure, my addiction to musik had sprouted. started listening to rock and heavy metal (thankfully for my wingmates, i didnt have a woofer. or just imagine the torture they would have faced. they still hadnt grown enough to move from the backstreet gays genre).

i had become a seasonal 7 pointer by now. like most of other fellow 7 pointers, i started blaming the system, the iit course curriculum. last minute brushing thru books before exams, copying assignments from websites and classmates had become my regular schedule.the final year was no less different. with the arrival of internet to hostel rooms, i almost stopped attending classes. spent most of my time chatting with twits :P it had just become another task for me as to how to survive the day.

after managin just a string of 7 pointers throughout my life at IIT, i realised my future was in grave danger. so sat down one day pondering over my future. i didnt want to end my life in a chemical industry for sure, wearing masks and funny looking jacket. thought of becoming a rock star, but realised i never actually touched a guitar. footballer, hmm.. for a guy who tires out running 400m on a trot, didnt feel like a good option. writer?.. haha, you can figure out by my style of writing. so had to go for the only option left, a software engineer. i finally made it to some local company somehow, even thou my crap grades were an obstacle. (i didnt bribe the interviewer thou, hope i dont make him regret his decision of selecting me)

well.. my life in IIT was similar to the one put down by the author of the book '5 point someone'. thou i shld say, i never had an accidental meeting with a girl driving a car nor did i ever try to attempt suicide from the insti terrace (as mentioned in the book). my life may not be worth portraying in a movie but sure was a tough ride. i enjoyed everybit of it, and shld thank my friends for making my stay in the institute a pleasant one.

p.s: seems like fubu has started writing personal blogs (which he never does and loathes writing one). he surely needs to go to a psychiatrist to have a check up.

7 Point Struggler (Part I)

recently, i had the chance to glance thru a book named '5 point someone' which revolves around life of 3 IITians. the story reminded of my life with my fellow wingmates in IIT. so, i have named this blog is '7 point strugglers'. i can even reveal my true life story in a book, as i have a lots to say. but i dont have it in me to write a long one, as IIT has drained whatever i had in me.

as mentioned in the book, i never slogged for 2 years. i m not an IIT material (if you know wht i mean). infact, my clearance thru JEE will still remain a mystery. mayb a 100 rupee note slipped thru my pocket between the answer sheets, and the examiners mistook it as a bribe and accepted it.

whatever, i made it, and thats all what matters(althou i regret it now deeply). the day of me joining college had arrived. found myself stuck with two roommates in a hostel in my first year. both didnt seem like as if they had slogged their 2 years burying their heads in books too. made me wonder whether there were lot of idiots who made it this prestigious college without any hardwork. had a lot of strange neighbors too. one had a mini storehouse of all the
materials you can find in a supermarket. one got himself all the books he could buy from the bookstore.

On my very first day in hostel, i came face to face with a bunch of seniors. they blocked my way and started asking me questions. i was kinda in a hurry and didnt bother to reply to them. looking at their angry faces, i realised i was in big trouble. to top it off, i asked them their names, which angered them further. as expected, they popped into my room at the stroke of midnight. fortunately for me, my roommates were there too. or just imagine the slaughter. so my first ragging session had begun. but it wasnt physical as i had imagined. they kept asking us the most dumb questions and trying to irritate and make us shed a few tears. i must say, i found the session rather funny. this made me feel comfortable in my other raggin sessions, and this made the seniors leave me free, as their purpose of putting me in misery had failed.

first semester exams had arrived. i and my fellow wingmates hardly had time to settle. so we started mugging our balls off. people started RGing* others. one guy in my wing was so good at it. he used to collect everyone from the wing for a saturday movie, then halfway thru the movie he would come back to his room and start studying. i never was made to slog. so i gave away midway. as expected, i flunked in a few tests and got a very bad first sem grade.
life in my college was not going as i had dreamt of.

to be continued ...

Typical Train Journey Experience

On the 28th of may, which happened to be one of the hottest days this summer, our mr.fubu decided to travel 1200 miles across the country from a god forsaken place to a place which he considers close to paradise. For some, travelling around 1200 miles would mean hoping into some neighbouring country. mr.fubu decided to save some money in the trip, so decided to go by the cheapest means possible. yes, you guessed it right, TRAIN!! (if some fools were thinking of bullock carts, then i pity them :P)

travelling by train is somethin which is worth its experience. train travel are usually not as comfortable as by air. you will need to spend around 24 hrs travelling tht distance compared to two hours flight. sometimes, one even has to endure sitting various postures to fit themselves inside the compartment.

our mr.fubu got up pretty early around 5:30 to pack of his bags. time passed by, and he managed to stuff the stuff in 5 bags. he departed to the railway station on time and reached ther around 6:20. what he witnessed was a swarm full of people hustling around with their luggages. some where gathered in some corner, where they were checking their ticket status. others were restlessly moving around, either their train was arriving late or they were waiting for some visitors. fubu had to check my ticket status, so had to push thru the crowd.

coach S9. OMG! who was goin to travel so far with such a luggage. so, he hired a cookie to help him with the luggages. as he entered the coach, he was greeted by a host of families who filled the coach apart from few college gangs who aparently were coming back to mumbai after touring chennai (wonder why they chose the damn place for a tour). the family who had occupied their seats, were stunned at the number of luggages which he carried. fubu somehow stuffed the luggages so that they dont feel any discomfort.

the cubicle was still half empty. for a moment, i was rejoicing that fellow passengers werent goin to make for this journey. then i realised the truth that they were boarding the compartment at some other station (where usually the most country ppl board). fubu decided to cash in the extra space allocated for him for the next 2 hrs.

as expected, a host of families, mostly country ppl boarded the train. as soon as they entered, the decibel level in the compartment had roared up. they came in bulks, and consisted of aging from a small kid 2months old to a old man say 75. fubu got irritated and decided to camp in the upper berth. for the rest of the journey, the atmosphere was taken by those country ppl. fubu was just a spectator. on the journey, various intruders made their way thru the compartment, beggers, eunuchs, and big fat policemen, and a few ppl who serve coffee every 5 min.. shouting 'chai chai' in a hoarse voice all the time.

time just passed by. fubu had killed his time by getting himself engrossed in the magazines he bought at the station.. or crashing at the upper berth inspite of all the noise. he somehow survived throughout the journey.

althou mr. fubu endured painful experiences in the journey, he did seem to enjoy it. no where will you come across and get a chance to meet and talk with ppl from different parts of country and learn their lifestyles. lets just say one can learn abt india without touring the entire country in this filled train compartment. its a must for every indian to experience a train journey in second class compartment, and also for few who never had experienced train journey ever in their life.

Peace of Mind

Have you had cold showers of pain
My friend, you've stood in my rain
Deathly feeling of loneliness
No need to feel shameless
I've been there before
Not wanting to feel any more
Your hearts been broken in half
Mind still living in the past
Cold dark thoughts of suicide
Why don't I do it tonight
Don't worry it will go away
Learn to love another day
Put it in the back of mind
Let it rest and you will find
Dark clouds begin to part
New love will mend the heart
Thoughts of suicide disappear
Self- esteem will reappear
One day you'll be able to say
My friend you've stood in my rain

-Dave

Back from Eternity

last few weeks have been damn hectic for me. i had to endure my final semester exams and also my final year project, both at the same time. the project made my life nothing short of hell. and to top it off, my project guide was one total pain in the ass. i had almost given up hope. but somehow i managed to get some results, finish my project and gave my final presentation of the project. phew.

OMG! last time i blogged was on 21st april, and thats nearly 25 days . well, i sorely missed blogging during this time (dunno about the visitors). my friends where blogging their way to glory, and i was just staring at the monitor. since i have come back to blogosphere, you will have to bear my utter worthless blogs. vacations have started and i almost have a month before i join the company where i have got placement. yay! no more workload, no more tension, and just blogging. how cool is that!!

The Value of Friendship

yesterday, i was just going thru the pics of my hostel life and the trip with my friends. the happy and pleasant memories flashed back into my mind. it reminded me of the good times we have shared together.

friendship is the best thing that has ever happened in my life. It has carried me through a lot of difficult experiences, and has enriched the good ones. i enjoyed every moment i had to endure with my friends. they have rejuvenated and given me a new lease of life. time doesnt seem to have a limit, when i start a conversation with them.

now, i look back at myself and ask if i ever have been a true friend. A friend is someone who will stay close to you in all your difficulties and help you out of the maze. he would sacrifice his own time for your welfare. he will give you a call to check if you are ok, even if you stay seven seas away from him. he will make sure you wont know the meaning of despair & lonely and will always bring about a smile even in hard times.
" a friend is like an angel, who will lift you of the ground, when you have forgot how to use your wings to fly "
the above quote sums up everythin. all in all, life without a friend is just like a pc without a keyboard. you will just stare in the monitor all the time, and your life will become dull.

i thank all my friends for helping me and supporting me all through my life. even though most of them will split paths after college, i will never forget them for what they have done to me. i hope i do stumble upon them quiet often and revive the memories we shared.

Support Plagiarism!

when you get a assignment on a topic which you find very boring, say politics, and you are made to write an essay about it for 3000 words, what do you do?

well.. i had to face a similar situation a few days back. i was to write a report on nefarious aggression by noam chomsky.
i m a procrastinator, so even thou the assignment was given two months back, i started reading nefarious aggression just a day before the date of submission. as i went thru the context of the essay, i was dumbstuck as it was based on anti-americanism and gulf war and all related political shit. to make it worse, the essay was quite long, and i knew i would need to drain all my mental energy to complete at least half the essay. apparently, i didnt read the essay.

no guesses for wht i did after facing this situation. i decided to copy stuff abt the reviews of essay by various critics and put it in my report.
copying assignments from the internet (the world most famous source) has become common in everyone's life. and these search engines (google, altavista, yahoo) have made the job even more easier. thus arises the term 'plagiarism'.

Plagiarism, in case you didn't know, is a Latin word that means "too lazy to do my own writing." Plagiarism is considered unethical, dishonest, and just about the hottest hobby on the Internet. Students are notorious for plagiarizing research papers for their projects(atleast i dont do tht).

coming back to my situation.
i finish writing a report somehow after 3 hours of hardwork (copying the write stuff from the internet is not easy, for ur kind information). my friend, who also was supposed to submit the same assignment, came along with his report. when i read it, i was shocked to find tht he has used the same website to copy the material. and he copied ditto, without even changing the
format of source. atleast i ended up editing the material and put up summary in points so that i dont get busted by my professor.

when i submitted my report, the professor read it and praised for my hard work. hehe. i have become so good at plagiarizing reports. this has helped me finish the report on time, plus to get rid of the unnecessary tension of reading the whole essay.
now tell me, is plagiarising advantageous or not? hehehe

Thats Why I Hate You!

(this blog was meant to bring some humor and should not be taken seriously)

recently, i had come across many blogs which contained different traits of men and women, in general. so i m writing this one, to bring on a gender debate :)

due to differences in their way of thinking and opinions, ther always flames up heated argument or hatred towards the other. me goin to point out reasons why each hate the other. before mentioning, i would like to say tht all the points i m going to put are my opinion and my opinion alone. i m not generalizing it to all people.

why men hate women:
>> they get fussy on small issues and get tensed. they act too dumb on the most trivial things in life. (actually, women are dumb, and men know tht)
>> they crave for more attention from men unnecesarily.
>> they waste their time shopping and end up buying nothin or the most useless product.
>> they are very fussy abt their looks. makeup, dress, etc. just who the hell cares!
>> they get sentimental too easily. and sometimes use it to their advantage.
>> they never do their job right, and blame everyone around, except themselves, for it.
>> they get jealous on the mention on other female's name. female fights are like cat fights.

why women hate men:
(had to think a lot for possible reasons. i dont have a womens psychology!, u know)
>> they dont care about others, and just live their lives.
>> they usually never ask for help from strangers, and never really help others too, unless it suits his own needs.
>> they dont indulge themselves in deep conversations. rarely share their feelings. and never hang around for a long time.
>> they sometimes act really weird and try to show off in front of other women.
>> they are very impatient. always want to do things quickly without giving it a second thought.
>> they always turn up late for any normal fixed meetings. plus, they never seem to remember birthdates, or any special occasions.

i couldnt think of any more possible reasons than the above mentioned. as rightly said, men really dont understand women ever. and i guess, its true the other way round too. (ok, somewht)
few might have other opinions too. will update the hate reasons list as soon as i get some feedbacks.

p.s: while writing the above crap, i was not biased with either men or women. so please dont flame me for this.

Yantra : My new Mantra

finally.., and i mean it, the long wait in front of the placement office is over. after 5 bumps from different companies, most of which i narrowly missed & kinda regret abt it, i have finally been accepted by a company. now i dont have to visit the placement office notice board ever again. you have no idea how much relief it is. now i can proudly say, i m not jobless any more.

well.. the lucky company, which has acquired my services at least for the next 2 years, is some software based company called Yantra Solutions. actually speaking, i sat for the company without looking at its profile. i was so desparate, fused with extra pressure from parents, tht i decided i will sit for any local company which comes by. but after getting the job, i realised tht the company is a MNC dealing with solutions for business retailers. not bad for someone who has deep interest in business and finance. to make to better, the center is placed in bangalore (supposedly the pseudest place in india, next to mumbai).

the selection process consisted of two tests and an interview. the tests: aptitude and technical were both for 30 min each. i cracked the aptitude and did pretty well in tech too according to my standards. as expected i got shortlisted for the interview. now this was the crucial stage for me, as i got dumped in interview in all my 5 previous instances, even thou i managed to do pretty well in the last 3.

the interview was total messed up parody. my interview was scheduled at 3pm, but i ended up goin at 4:30 pm. lol. i thought i had to wait till the end now, since i missed my chance. but luckily, he called me as soon as i came in.
inside the hall, was a scene i cant describe in a few sentence. so i have decided to make it a play. me the convict and the interviewers are the jury.

~SCENE BEGINS~
stage torture room:
convict sweats all over, totally messed up.
opens the door

convict: may i come in
jury: ya! make urself comfortable

(thinks)thank god! a set of pleasent interviewers
goes near his torture chair to sit.

jury(suddenly): stand up!! and talk abt a few minutes on any topic
convict bulbs totally. surprised at the strange reception.
convict: but but...
jury: whats ur favorite hobby?
convict: football (b4 i could even think, it came outta my mouth)
jury: then talk abt pele
convict (nods): ok! i will try
thinks for a few secs... ok ok ,acts like thinking
convict : blah blah blah
jury (in a cold voice): good
convict pleased with himself, sits on the chair
(thinks)well, at least the first impression was good

jury: so wher are you from?
convict: mumbai. actually not exactly in mumbai, but on its suburbs. its a place called anushakti nagar. situated close to chembur.
jury stares at the convict
(thinks) did i speak out too much? shit!
jury: tell me a few buses which goes thru tht route
convict: ??????
convict: sir, but ther are many buses which goes by (wht a foolish reply)
jury nods his head in disbelief.
convict: 92, 371, 355, 374. etc etc etc.
jury: wher does the 371 bus go?
convict: bandra
jury: is it a limited bus?
(thinks) now WTF is he asking me all this nonsense
convict: i guess so
jury: whts a limited bus?
now this is one think the convict had never realised or cared.
convict (head hung up): i have no idea
jury: is the no. written in black or red
convict: actually, i have never noticed it
jury again shakes his head. changes the topic

jury: do you know anythin abt the company?
convict: i missed the PPT (pre placement talk)
jury: why?
convict: sir, i slept off
wow! wht a reply. the fool couldnt think of a better excuse.
jury: hmm...
jury places a bottle of aquafina bottle on the table,
jury: what is this?
convict: aquafina bottle
jury smirks
jury: no, wht is this?
convict: water
jury laughs, big time
jury: ok. considering you as the customer and me as the company, wht would this be?
convict: product??
jury: thank god! yes, u r right
jury then starts to go on his explanation of working of the company.
convict keeps nodding, even thou he doesnt understand a word he said.
finally..
jury: did u understand anythin?
convict: very much saar!

jury: why do you want to work for this company?
ah! this is one question which was expected and convict was ready with a clever answer.
convict (confidently, for the first time): i would love to work for such a company.. blah blah blah
jury feels satisfied
jury: ok! thank you for ur time here!
convict:huh?
(thinks)but its been only freaking 15 min in his hall
jury: haha!! dont worry boy! we are selecting you on the basis of ur test. so dont worry.
convict shakes hand with jury.. and walks out of the hall.
~SCENE ENDS~

this was not the interview i had expected. but i came out very pleased with wht he said at the end. cause i had done really well in the tests.
but still the tension was mounting! luck has deserted me in all my previous placements. and i didnt want to miss the bus. god finally paid answered my prayers. i got the job. yay!

the convict now sets of to bangalore after 2 months from now on his new quest for glory :LOL:. hope i dont have to experience the torture which i faced in my college.

My Life @ Blogosphere

well.. i started blogging a few months back. at the time, when i registered in blogger, i didnt know wht to do. i was wondering whether i would b able to devote time for all these. my friend who lives a couple of rooms away from me, used to blog everyday. and i used to wonder from wher he gets all the patience. one fine day, when i was totally jobless, i decided to blog. after a couple of boring posts, i decided to write abt da vinci code, on which i had a discussion with my friend. then suddenly, some arbit blogger comes to my blog, and posts a comment. i was shocked first, but then i was pleased tht somebody had read my blog. soon, i started receiving comments. this propelled me to write more fart blogs. after all these, i realised tht blogging is a new world in itself. i soon became a part of this bloggers familie.

my journey in blogosphere is turning out to be a pleasant one. i have come across many great blogs. a few of them, i am goin to mention here.
some of the blogs i admire very much:
my best friend ramsub[madthinker.blogspot.com] well.. he is a philosophical thinker. most of his blogs are religious based. sometimes comes up with really good posts. an avid blogger.
the blogger, who first commented on my post, Jute[thetwit.blogspot.com]. she, in brief, is a controversial writer (lol) who stands by her views. when she gets into flow, no one can compete with her in blogging. never underestimate the ability of a twit.
a guy who i have met of heard of. but i recently came to know tht he stays in the hostel next to mine. prashanth[prashanthpoetry.blogspot.com] writes amazing poems. me learning how to write poems from his blog.
a collegemate turned writer by profession, anshumani[anshumani.blogspot.com]. a very good creative writer. but has decreased his frequency of blogging.
an unknown blogger named xena[xenasmessycorner.blogspot.com]. her story writing ability coupled with some really good pics are unbelievable. makes the blog look very lively.
someone i met in orkut, in tlte, kiddo[mycrazyhome.blogspot.com] she has the potential to be the next gulzar. dunno wher do they get such talent from.

other blogs which i often visit are sangeeta[toerag.blogspot.com], devilish_angel[ahemahem.blogdrive.com] shes a lil devil who haunts all blogs, teddy_tabs[staroftheorient.blogspot.com], ash_mistress[phantasiesofutopia.blogspot.com],
pisku[thoselittlethingsthatislife.blogspot.com], shantanu[shantanumuses.blogspot.com], krish[netrikkan.blogspot.com].
i m amazed at how these guyz manage to write some amazing blogs frequently. me have lotsa fun reading them. they are the ones who keep the indian blogging atmosphere very much alive and kicking.

last but not the least, the blog which inspired me to open mine in the first place. tipsy[confessome.blogspot.com] i visit her blog often, even thou some of her blogs do not match the calibre of indian bloggers (she is gonna kill me for this). her non rhyming poems are so funny, which inspired to me to start writing poetry. her secret, lotsa chocolates. hope u eat them and keep blogging. way to go, tipsy.

i actually opened a blog for improving my creative writing. even thou i have realised, its not gonna help me in tht dept. i have lotsa fun writin and reading other blogs.
happy blogging!

Faith: My Perception

few days back, the pope died. pope was considered not only as a religious leader, but as a world leader. he stood against various evils like communism, imperialism, capital punishment, terrorism etc. nothwithstanding, he presided over the roman catholic church at the vatican for almost 30 years. to this great man & spiritual leader, i salute.

well.. i came across a blog about pope's death. instead of commiserating on his death, the blogger kept mentioning pope is not essential for the religious beliefs to continue. then came the confllict between the church and religion. in this blog, i will be mentioning abt importance of church and the concept of faith.

to start of with, the creation of church was due to a religion called christianity. A religion is created when a group of people have same faith. It can be term as an organization or community of people following the same ideology. as far as christianity goes, the faith was brought up by Jesus christ himself. Ther were small number of followers at his time. as time passed by, more and more people started believing in the faith and converted into this religion. the church was built to spread this faith and belief all over the world. and it has been serving its purpose till date.

religion and faith go hand in hand. without faith or belief, ther cannot exist religion. Faith is a belief of existence of the supreme god. and religion is the practice which is being followed to maintain faith.

as for church, its one of the means of promoting faith. i consider this as an important means too cause it brings togetherness. people have the misconception that going to church is essential to show their faith towards god. but i dont agree with this. one can communicate with god thru his own heart if he has strong belief. but most people dont have such strong faith., therby making the purpose of church essential.

Many religions emphazise the importance of faith to people thru various customs and rituals. and the church plays a very important role in conducting the above mentioned. In a modern world, where science and technology has conquered the minds of people, its very important tht faith is maintained, and i strongly believe that church makes sure the faith remains.

faith, religion, and church are interconnected. yet weakly. without the church, the religion would still survive and faith would still remain. but the absence of church, means weakening of faith. it will diminish gradually.
this question was well put up in dan brown's Da Vinci Code. now i ask: what will happen if all the theories put up by dan brown turns out to be true?? the roman catholic church will surely fall they were the one who modified the bible. but will the faith in people who follow the religion, still remain??

Many of them associate themselves with an organized religion because they see the religious community as a means of maintaining and strengthening their Faith in fellowship with other believers. and they see the church organization as a means of preserving their faith.

pope was the leader of the roman catholic church for so many years. he has maintained peace all over the world and has proved to be a able leader. his contributions towards christianity should not be underestimated.

A New Day Beckons

well.. i m giving a shot to write my first poem ever.. hope its not my last.. lolz
i m new to this department.. and i very much suck at poetry..
i read my own poem.. and couldnt stop lolzing.. so i suggest you be well prepared with handkerchiefs and stuff.. just in case ;)

when the sun rises
a new hope arises
bringing you a day
full of surprises!

a new obstacle stumbles upon you
and you wonder, what to do
but hopes cometh & light it threw
you finish the journey without much ado

satisfied with your day
you go to bed and lay
and before u say adieu to the day
to the almighty, you thank & pray

well.. this was the best i could come up with for today

any suggestions to improve my poetry are welcome. :)

p.s: this poem was inspired by one of my friends who doesnt know how to rhyme.. LOLz

Breaking News!

For all bloggers and those who love to blog.. heres a chance to enter ur name in the guiness book of world records..:P
ther has been a suggestion of having a blog marathon on 1st of april.. where people have to keep posting blogs for 26 hrs..
for more news.. check out this website[www.blogmarathon.blogspot.com]

it would b better if we all register.. since very few from india have regisitered.. it would b an honor tht indians have made an imp. contribution to the record.. and we can show to the bloggin world tht.. indian bloggin atmosphere is alive and kicking..

hoping to see.. most of u.. on april 1st..:)

Entangled in a Web

Musing about depressing thoughts and things lately... i wonder why i'm so down?!? not much reason, really, i mean, what could someone want that i haven't already got?!? it's really silly sometimes when i muse about things and jus can't come up with a reason to explain my mood... perhaps it's jus tiredness... but perhaps it's more than jus that... perhaps so many things jus rolled into one web of entanglement, me the insect trapped in the middle flapping its wings in vain to escape its sticky grasp... the spider is sin, and i am its next dinner, except for God's salvation thru Jesus Christ... yet this insect doesn't always recognise this truth...

Caught in the web with me are so many other insects... sometimes i want to know them, they could be my friends... but sometimes what i want is not so much to know them, but to feel appreciated and needed in a way... it's terrible sometimes, the feeling that the world could do without you... i mean, i remember thinking about some of my friends from the past, too many of whom i've jus completely lost touch with... and wondering, they mus be doing so well now, with so many interesting things to keep them alive and seeking truth, wanting more... it is they who so often seemed content with life, and it is they to whom i looked when i wanted a model to follow... i imagine them all together in groups, laughing and enjoying one another's company... i'm happy that they're happy, but i leave myself out of the picture... they don't need me, in fact they're doing jus fine, perhaps even better without me... mostly, i'm jus like a fly on the wall, at best an accessory, at worst an annoyance or distraction... maybe that's why they haven't stayed in touch, replied to my emails, or anything... a terrible realisation dawns, perhaps i'm not so real to them after all?!?

then i look at myself and those who remain in my circle... i suppose, they come and go... but equally, i look at them and realise their sufficiency and happiness, and wonder whether they will go the way of those who have entered the bowels of my past?!? neither needing nor wanting anything to do with me... i know this is such a selfish attitude to have, but its relevance is jus too clear sometimes... then, i'm sure it goes on to affect the way i deal with others... i whine and cry, i crave attention... i move myself into the way in order to be seen, because nobody likes to be ignored, but i'm sure i do no more than invite the ire of those who i disturb... i become more desperate, clinging onto the strands that connect me to others, only to pull too tightly with possessiveness and end up snapping the strands... little remains, only memories and schemata for me to play around with, hope for the future now a discarded remnant of what i remember... once again, i might as well be alone in this sticky web of entanglement, waiting for sin to engulf me...

As the spider draws near, inclement weather arrives and wracks the web, and a thread comes loose and me with it... i'm carried away from the menacing predator, its jaws ready to strike with ferocity... but that too, those open jaws, are but a remnant of what i remember too... i am carried through the air, til i land on a leafy green paradise, so many more insects like myself to be with!!! we have much in common, and we share stories... most often we talk about the wind that saved us, but sometimes we talk about the past too... i discover that i wasn't alone in my frustrations... loneliness followed us like a plague, but the more we tried to cling to others, the more lonely we became... but we are never lonely now... we have each other, and most of all, we have God, who sent the winds of salvation... how much more do we need to know that we are loved?!? how much more do we need to seek our own worth?!?

praise God, for His Son, and for His love, which never fails... may we never forget that we are all worth something, to one another, and above all else, to God...

My Intepretation of Dreams!

i m a sleepoholic.. i sleep for over 9 hrs a day.. and i m a kind of guy who hates wastin time.. so here.. i see dream as a boon..
Dreams r always special for me.. its like., You are entering a mysterious and fascinatin world of dreams wher the rules of reality doesnt apply.. its like a story of a movie.. wher u dont control anythin..

by definition.. A Dream is a mental process, usually in the form of a series of imagined events occuring during certain phases of sleep. Its an interface between the process of life and our conscious personality. Dreams can be an expression of what is happening in the physical body.. They can be a source of insight and information derived from our memory, experience and subconscious. Sometimes.. these dreams do influence our decisions in real life..

Dreams r classified into various types.. according to some researchers.. take a peek view into this site .. for more information..
my classification is simple.. daydreams and dreams during night..

daydreams occur when u imagine somethin strongly.. and suddenly u let ur imagination get carried away.. the sequence of events which occur is not controlled by ur mind.. and when u finally wake up.. u are way ahead of wht u were thinkin when u were conscious..
these dreams dont last long.. and u tend to remember them most of the time.. after u wake up..

dreams which occur during night r random.. but most of them have somethin to do with an activity which has bothered you.. or u have been doin for most of the time during day.. these dreams last longer.. and u most probably wont remember them when u wake up.. and even if u do.. then vaguely

sometimes.. u do get disturbed in ur sleep.. u wake up suddenly and realise tht u were in a middle of a dream.. now thers possibility tht when u go back to sleep.. u can continue from wher u left..
well.. this may sound absurd.. but its true in some cases.. it definitely happens in my case.. this is often refered as lucid state of dreaming.. they become an active participant in their dream.. make decisions in their dreams and influence the dream's outcome without awakening.

i even have the strange experience of having the same dream.. twice.. no kidding.. i cant believe myself.. i have talked this over with many of my friends.. and most of them say they have never heard of such a thin before.. does this imply anythin at all?!!
well.. i m an avid dreamer.. and i guess such things will happen with me..

Anniversary ..

well.. today is my anniversary day..
nope.. its nothin related to my birthday.. or marriage.. god bless if i ever get married..
its my one month anniversary of blogging..:)

30 freakin days have passed since.. i created my blog account.. i never thought i would manage to survive for this long.. not only did i survive.. i managed to scribble down some 15 odd posts in here.. althou pretty much worthless blogs..

well.. i started writin blogs.. so tht i can match the creativity of some bloggers around here.. i know i can never even come close to them.. but i dont care.. i m enjoyin every bit of my time here..
for this.. i have to thank all of them.. who wasted their time.. reading some of my blogs.. and commentin on them.. it really gave me a propulsion to continue blogging..

people say.. blogging is a girls job.. they r the ones who spend their whole time.. writing abt personal stuff...(no offense meant to anyone.. hehe)
for the stats.. 75% of the blogs.. are by girls.
althou.. i cant spend time like them.. i sure would like to spend whtever time i manage to free.. from my schedule for blogging.. hehe

i still feel sad for the fact tht.. very few people visit my blog.. althou the stats are showing positive signs..
i promise to write some useful blog.. soon..

So Far Away From Me

i dedicate this song to someone who i sorely miss.. without whom, my life has become dull & boring.. hope u enter into my life soon..

Here I am again in this mean old town
And you’re so far away from me
And where are you when the sun goes down
You’re so far away from me

So far away from me
So far I just can’t see
So far away from me
You’re so far away from me

I’m tired of being in love and being all alone
When you’re so far away from me
I’m tired of making out on the telephone
And you’re so far away from me

I get so tired when I have to explain
When you’re so far away from me
See you been in the sun and I’ve been in the rain
And you’re so far away from me

this song is by Dire Straits.. who recently had a concert in bangalore, India

Valuable Lesson Learnt

04/02 goes down into my history as one of the worst days ever. I missed out on somethin which could have been my future. well.. i m talkin about a company interview.. which i screwed up big time.

today morning.. well its actually yesterday night.. when my friend gave me the good news tht i had been selected for the final interview. The company involved was Sabre Airline Solutions.. which deals with customers and airline companies as consultancy group and an agent. I had attended the presentation abt the job profile in the company... and i instantly felt this is it.. this is wht i had been looking for.

i got up pretty early.. had a haircut.. ironed my clothes.. and went for the interview which was supposed to b held at 9:00 am sharp. i was surprisingly confident that day.. and not nervous and shaky .. which i always am before an interview.

inside the interview room.. i was well greeted by the interviewer. My confidence grew. the interviewer looked like a friendly man. he started with a few normal question any one would ask in an interview..like 'tell me more abt u?'.. 'ur strengths and weakness'.. blah blah blah.
He then took a glance at my resume. in my software skills.. i had listed C/C++ and java(basic).
he started asking me.. questions on GUI and applets in java.. i had no idea of applets. i had clearly mentioned basic Java.. but i failed to understand tht.. basic Java for them is like knowing everythin. i explained to him tht.. by basic java i meant only classes and objects.. but by then.. my first impression had blown. by the time the topic was over.. i was downhearted and aghast.
to pep me up.. the interviewer asked me questions on C/C++.. but the essence of the interview was already gone.. i knew it was over.
in all.. the interview lasted for a mere 20 min..

when.. i came out of the hall.. i had a chat with a friend of mine.. who had interview before me. he told me tht he wasnt asked a single question on programming.. cause he had mentioned nothin in his resume.

I went back to my room and realised the mistake i had done. Never mention too many things in ur resume.. Be brief and only point out things i which u r expert at. I feel horrible tht i had to learn this after my interview.

yet another valuable lesson learnt.. but in a painful way.
this kept haunting me all night.. but i will have to get over it sometim or the other. As my friend mEi said.. ther will always b another chance..

Oscars 2005 - A Review

well.. today is 28th feb.. the traditional day when
oscars are awarded to the best in the world of hollywood..

i couldnt watch it live on television.. cause i was a bit preoccupied..
but i checked out the results a few min back on the web.. and it took me by surprise..
i expected 'the aviator' to sweep the awards.. instead the honors was taken away by some breathtaking performance by hillary swank and morgan freeman in 'million dollar baby'..
i havent seen the movie yet.. so i still aint ready to b on the critics side..
jamie foxx surprised everyone by winning the best actor in ray.. never actually even heard of the movie..
the aviator still managed to get some back thru.. best costume design, cinematography, film editing etc..
and 'the incredibles' won all awards related to animation.. had to be, cause.. ther was no other movie in competition..

here are the rest of the awards being presented.. click on the link for more..
and some reviews from outsiders..

i still cant believe aishwarya rai rejected the invitation to present an award.. how dumb can she be.. she could have been the first one from india.. to present an award at the oscars..

An Eventful Day in Class

usually all my days go on a normal routine.. but today somethin happened in class .. which has tempted me to write abt it..

to start of with.. i m in my final semester of my college.. and i have having the luxury and privilege of attending only 3 courses.. or to say 5 classes/week.. mayb the almighty has shown pity in me this sem.. after being tortured with around 20 classes and 2 labs/week.. in my previous semesters.

on fridays.. i have a class around 10.. which i end up bunking most of the time.. to extend my weekend.. :)... i hadnt seen the prof for a while.. last time i met him.. was during my registration of the course.. so i thought, y not go to the class for a change.. and figure out whts the course all abt.. (had to do some day.. exams r around the corner)

to my friends surprise.. i woke up exactly at 8am.. had breakfast.. came back and checked my inbox..which was bombarded with forwarded mails.. which i had already read..
it was 9am.. still an hour to go.. so i decided to take a short nap..
well.. i got carried away.. and i woke up just in time around 9:55.. thnx to my mobile which started ringing.. now.. i had second thoughts on bunking the class.. but i was determind today..

so.. i ended up reachin the class 10 min late.. pretty early by my standards.. the prof. was busy scribbling somethin on the board.. i tried to concentrate.. but i started feeling sleepy.. the profs monotonous voice was too much to handle.. i had no idea wht he was teachin.. just tht he was blabbering somethin abt velocity and barrel and screw.. and yeah.. he was drawing some graphs too.. which looked like a round ball..
half way through the class... he told us to shift in the projector room.. a room with no lights.. and an AC..
wow.. a perfect location to have a sound sleep..

realising tht more than half of his disciples.. were sleeping.. the prof got angry and started asking questions.. my friend who by chance was awake during tht stir.. gave me a nudge..
i realised the situation around me.. i knew i was in dire straits.. i tried avoiding the glance of the prof.. by dropping pens down my desk time and again.. he asked the guyz at the back.. who were still asleep.. looking at their blank faces.. prof. gave up and stopped asking..

i could nt sleep after tht incident.. i was frightened.. didnt wanted to get embarrased in front of the whole class..
soon.. the class ended.. the prof. started taking attendance.. i got involved in a chat with my friend.. and i missed my attendance..
so.. after the class.. i went to meet him..
watching me come.. the prof got excited.. had a smile on his face.. probably thinking tht finally a student had paid attention to his class.. and was coming to ask doubts..
after finding out the purpose of the visit.. my prof. realised tht ther was no point expectin anythin from the class..

i felt pity for the prof for a while.. but u cant expect a final year student to take interest in subjects.. which probably wont have any effect on his future..
thus ended a typical but rather unusual day for me in class.. i came back and realised how ignorant and lazy i was..

Ligue de Campeones

w3ll.. thers no doubt in the game, i m refering to.. its the most happening game and the most exciting game ever to be played in the history of sports.. Football.

I am writing this blog.. in the wake of the commencement of one of the most prestigious tournaments in world.. Ligue de Campeones.. better known as the Champions League (CL). Its played between da best of the clubs in europe.. and it involves a lot of money. Each and every player wants to have a hand on that coveted trophy in the pic.
Right now.. the tournament has entered its second stage.. the knockout stage.

Every year.. the tournament promises lots of excitment and fun.. and this year,its no different. Out of the 8 fixtures in prequarterfinal.. four of them are mouth watering clashes.. each game worth being conducted as finals.. this year promises to be the best.. since all the top teams are still ther in contention for the big one..
some of the teams include..arsenal (my fav.).. real madrid.. chelsea.. barcelona.. milan..etc.

i hope.. this tournament continues.. keeps producing the excitement and entrall the audience all over the world..
Who ever said the World Cup Football was the most watched tournament..!!

Omigosh.. Exams !!

Damn!.. will be the response of every student when they hear this word..
the most painful thing ever to happen in a students life is to study(mug) for these damn exams..

I have withstood it for all my life..
right from my primary school.. i had to bear this brunt..
freaking 16 yrs have passed since.. i m in my final year of my college.. why this torture again..? gimme a break.

i have only one exam this week.. coming monday.. now i have to get all my dusted books in the study desk..(oops.. i have converted it into my computer desk)..
being in my final yr.. has made me lazy beyond anybody's wildest imaginations.
now.. i feel.. its just a quiz.. only 40 marks.. why do i have to study for this shitty course.. i dont even know the name of the course.. no kidding.. i didnt even attend a class properly..

i love to experience that final moments.. few hours b4 the exam, i try to figure out the portion.. and i almost end up finishing most of the portion.. vaguely..
five min b4 the scheduled time.. i realize that i havent studied one part of the portion.. i scramble and ask my friends abt it in the exam hall.. but none respond properly..
so.. here i go.. to the bench.. sitting hopelessly.. with my confidence down the drain..
later.. i come out of the exam hall.. knowing tht i have screwed it to the maximum..

why do they conduct these freaking exams? i pity those kids who r put to stress from parents.. i have gone thru this torture.. now i feel happy that.. i have come out thru that painful phase..
government should ban exams.. i personally dont feel any use of conducting these.. people study during exams and forget stuff the next day..

ok.. i gotta hit the books now..
i might not blog tmrw..

btw: the guy in the pic is less stressed than the usual 'me'

Finally... A New Layout

bloggies

Yesterday, PrematurA surprised himself by putting a night out. no no.. he wasn't studying for the exams.. nor was he watching a movie.. which he usually does during night..
He was refurbishing his new blogpage, with a new layout..

Well.. it all started when he came across the link for the bloggies.. bloggies are awards given to the best blogs all over the world.. ther are nominations for various categories..
check out the link for other details..

Ther.. he came across some really beautiful blogs.. some from singapore, abu dhabi and america..
so, he and his friend decided.. why not renovate their blogs? both decided to stay awake late till night.. the fight managed to go on till 6am..

finally, they managed something out of nuthin.. considering the fact that, both of them didnt have the basic knowledge of HTML.. needed to design the webpage..

Satisfied with his effort, PrematurA goes for sleep.. but he still regrets that he hasnt managed to link a song to this page..and also not managed to attach an animated .gif background.. He has vowed to put effort today.. Lets see how far he manages to succeed.

Day of Disappointments..

well.. 18/2/2005 goes into my diary as one of the many disappointing days of this semester.

It all started in the department..when i went to meet my B.tech Project(BTP) professor..
He had asked me to meet him on tuesday for a pep talk.. but due to some unavoidable reasons, which i m not goin to tell.. i couldnt make it..
i tried to meet him on wednesday.. but my prof. didnt turn up.. because ther was no electricity (wht a lame excuse).. so i decided to meet him on friday.. since thursday is one of my busiest days and i dont want to make it more rigid.
So, friday came, and came much faster than i had expected. well.. i went to meet him sharp at 3.00pm.. there i ended up feeling the wrath of my prof. He was utterly disappointed tht i had not respected his orders to meet him on tuesday. So he let his fury on me.. and didnt even explain me the fundaes which he was supposed to..
after a lot of consoling, i finally managed to cool down his tempo a bit.. and he decided tht i meet him on monday..
If this does continue.. then, i m in for a big trouble.. coz.. my btp evaluation is on first week of march.. and my work till now will not help me even publish a one page report abt my project..

Coming early unexpectedly from my profs office, i decide that i go attend the seminar by Dr. Arun Shourie, Disinvestment minister and widely renowned person in India. The seminar started at sharp 3.30pm. i reached at CLT 5 min late.. and i find myself in the middle of commotion & mess.. for the first time in the history of Extra Mural Lectures.. did i find such a crowd..
I had been pushed right at the back of CLT.. wher i couldnt even hear wht he was saying.. I started feeling uncomfortable and decided to leave the CLT..
later.. to put salt on my wound.. my friends, who attended the seminar, told me tht.. the talk was entralling..

Still half a day left to go.. and i dont know what lies in store for me today..