Studying. Yes , the original purpose of coming to NITK is the epitome for herculean task( Can you believe it guys , our parents think that their boys have gone to receive education . hahhaha. what they don't know won't hurt them ;) ). OK , Physics cycle has started ,more than 10 days have gone by but hey this is supposed to be the chilled out cycle, not a pain in the arse like The chem cycle( the eg sheets have still been preserved for a nice little burning later ). But the guys in my class have already started romancing with their books and as usual I seem to be losing the plot in the class. Not even 1 word of electronics has gone into my head and dont even talk about physics (* yawn *, zzzzzzz... *snore* ). The plan was to start a little 'light' studying on Saturday( 20/12/08). Simple enough, you would think. But then .....
Lets recount the events of that day . Lets start off with Friday Night because owing to our late sleeping habits we face everday's early hours . Naveen to everyone " chal , chinky(yashasvi) ke room mein movie dekhte hain". We watch Road Trip till 12:30 in the night(saturday morning technically :D) . It was a great movie and all of us had a good time . I come back to my room and see a novel " Midnight's Children" on my table. I found this novel difficult and slow moving until that point but when i picked it up that time, it just became too fucking interesting . And in no time it was 2:30 and i decided to call it a day.
*Sunlight in my eyes* , * some noises* its 9:00 am in the morning , my roomate Mayank is getting ready to go the CCC to watch porn. I let him be and go back to sleep. 10:00 am- i make another attempt at waking up, but darn it i find it difficult to get my big ass of the bed.
10:40- Ladies and gentlemen, i am awake . *clap*, *clap*, *clap*.
I spend some time messaging and at 11:00 am i am off to do my morning rituals. During this time I gather important statistics , the envy of every mathematician . Only 1 in 4 people consider flushing necessary. Sad, I know ! . 11:30- I decide to orkut and spend One and a half to 2 hours on the net . Since its a bit late for the mess for hot food I decide to eat @ Punjabi dhabi and owing to their snail like pace in service (even when you are the only customer) its 2:20 to 2:30 by the time i return to the room. Ok now i can get to studies ,right?? no way in hell. I see "midnights children " on my table. Didn't this book get good last night ?? yes of course, i'll read for some time. Before u know it, its 5:30 in the evening and Sai teja is at my door . Gym time . After fucking with our thigh muscles in the gym(thanks to the painful side situps which bring tears to my eyes.* sniff *) , we play a good game of basket ball later and its 8:00 by the time i return to the room (after dinner of course), A mountain of clothes wait to be washed and i need to have a bath because at that moment even a skunk would be disgusted with my smell. But out of nowhere my friend from Megahlaya- Biplab visits my room . This was the first time i met him this sem . Biplab is a guy with a colourful personality. u gotta meet him to know how awesome he is. Time flies by like a hawk as i reminisce memories with Bippuu and it is 9:30 in the night. The clothes havent magically gone and washed themselves and i still stink . The washing of the clothes is postponed to sunday morning( It actually happened on Sunday night though, lol) but the much needed bath happens and at 10:00 pm - i am as fresh as a daisy . After a little chit-chatting with naveen, ani, mathur and the rest of the gang(the best pastime) i go back to Midnights's children which has become Imba by now!!( Salman rushdie should be paying me for this kind of marketing , hehe). I sleep thinking" I couldnt study today, too bad, but its allright. Tomorrow is Sunday, its a Holiday . I can study tomorrow . Yes, I will !!!!"
Update- since i am posting this on Thursday i can give u an update. The studying didnt actually start until Tuesday -10:00 pm . who would have predicted that?? lol. At 10:30 My roommate Anurag found me asleep with the book in hand . Oh well.......
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Thursday, December 4, 2008
A Walk To Remember !
Well I kept this title because it wasa movie of the same title which made want to write. Well , a million dollar question- How many guys get their eyes moist while watching these sad-ending chick flicks ?? On the internet , mainly in forums with anonymous or pseudo names many guys do admit that these movies do move them a lot and a little tears can't be helped but We all l know we won't ever admit it in real world . Of course we are men and we don't cry , rite?
With me , honestly I can't help the tears fall back if the movies are that sad . Generally movies are ment to be enjoyed which is the sole purpose why me and most other people watch it as there is no better way to spend 2 hrs. So basically I am getting cheated with the sad movies because I am not a happy man after watching it. Why, why , why do you need a sad ending??? This is fiction FFS, you are supposed to have control over the story line unlike in real life. Why can't we always have a happily ever after? When I was 14 or 15 I saw the the notebook and goddamn it , it was moving . I thought getting your eyes moist is only a phase but i was wrong . It continues ,be it A bridge to terabithia or a walk to remember . But as a lover Of movies , you have to admit these kind of movies have a storyline which has quality written all over it. I guess we do need such movies to make us realise that life is not always a bed of roses.
With me , honestly I can't help the tears fall back if the movies are that sad . Generally movies are ment to be enjoyed which is the sole purpose why me and most other people watch it as there is no better way to spend 2 hrs. So basically I am getting cheated with the sad movies because I am not a happy man after watching it. Why, why , why do you need a sad ending??? This is fiction FFS, you are supposed to have control over the story line unlike in real life. Why can't we always have a happily ever after? When I was 14 or 15 I saw the the notebook and goddamn it , it was moving . I thought getting your eyes moist is only a phase but i was wrong . It continues ,be it A bridge to terabithia or a walk to remember . But as a lover Of movies , you have to admit these kind of movies have a storyline which has quality written all over it. I guess we do need such movies to make us realise that life is not always a bed of roses.
Monday, December 1, 2008
You wouldn't have been reading this if.......
Well last week was a terrible one where we had to witness the ghastly terrorist attack on Mumbai. Most of us wonder as to how a fellow human being can act like this killing so many innocent lives. Well stop wondering folks. They aren't human beings in the first place for you to give them this consideration . The are obviously lacking the basic emotion which defines a human being "Humanity". I don't know the exact statistics but i think atleast 150 lives were taken away. Some brave officers lost their lives fighting for the cause. I salute them.They have my highest respect . My condolences to the bereaved families but it obviously means nothing because if there is such a thing called priceless in this world , it is the price of a life. I did watch a few survivors narrating their near death experience to the viewers. These people need all the moral support they can get . Its not easy to put this incident behind them and say lets just move on. Life will never be the same again no matter how much you try to put up a brave face to it.
Speaking about near death experience , I have had my own. All I can say is " You wouldnt have been reading this post if i hadn't got lucky". I guess it was August 2006 , I was in 11 th standard and didn't know any better . Let me jog you through the incident . I remember it very clearly even though i don't want to. It was a Saturday and school got over at the usual time. I made a mix up in the buses and consequently i got into a bus which would stop a bit away from my regular bus-stop. Ahhhh, but i am too impatient and too foolish . I made up my mind to get down at the signal . But while we came near the place ,the signal was in green so the bus moved on and took a turn. The driver reduced the speed so that some of us could get down at the turn . Maybe two or three guys got down before me and before i got my turn the bus started accelerating . But i was stubborn on this and like the numbskull I was I jumped off the running Bus . The next few seconds are a blank. My foot was in deep pain, there were numerous deep wounds on my hand. I dont know what really happened to my foot. Whether the bus itself ran over it or another car( I'm on the main road , remember). I limped my way to home. my parents took me to Bowring hospital . The pain had become worse and I was taken in a trolley to take an X-ray. It was then, while lying on the trolley , unable to walk I realised the magnitude of this incident. My thoughts were " What the fuck were you trying to pull off, you stupid clown? . Look what has happened to you ". I was very afraid at that moment. i feared permanent damage to my foot and ofcourse I was crying like a baby. The Doctors took an X-Ray and Thank God nothing major had happened. I had to put one of those plasters and take bed rest ,which i accepted in a heartbeat because i had initially feared worse. The thing is I got very very very lucky . Generally i read about people getting run over by a bus when they alight from a running one. I was lucky I didnt get run over by one and only my foot came in the way of whatever it was. Lets face it, my chances of survival would have been none had the unthinkable happened. As I write this I feel like thanking God for saving me and altering my fate. I loved canvas shoes and nearly wore them everyday to school but that day I changed my mind and decided to wear leather shoes( why?? Divine force?? maybe, maybe). Ofcourse they were a tremendous help. The leather exterior reduced the impact on my foot, hence it wasnt smashed to smithereens . Again very very very lucky. But Ofcourse this incident has changed my life. I can't fully put it behind me. I will always remember it. I am overly cautious on the road now and maybe sometimes scared to cross the road when the bus approaches or if there are too many vehicles on the streets. But yes, I am a much smarter, wiser, mature?( I dont think so but getting there :D) and I am pretty sure I won't be repeating this outrageously dumb and stupid stunt again . All I have to do is to look at my wrist and see that very prominent scar and say " Never again".
Speaking about near death experience , I have had my own. All I can say is " You wouldnt have been reading this post if i hadn't got lucky". I guess it was August 2006 , I was in 11 th standard and didn't know any better . Let me jog you through the incident . I remember it very clearly even though i don't want to. It was a Saturday and school got over at the usual time. I made a mix up in the buses and consequently i got into a bus which would stop a bit away from my regular bus-stop. Ahhhh, but i am too impatient and too foolish . I made up my mind to get down at the signal . But while we came near the place ,the signal was in green so the bus moved on and took a turn. The driver reduced the speed so that some of us could get down at the turn . Maybe two or three guys got down before me and before i got my turn the bus started accelerating . But i was stubborn on this and like the numbskull I was I jumped off the running Bus . The next few seconds are a blank. My foot was in deep pain, there were numerous deep wounds on my hand. I dont know what really happened to my foot. Whether the bus itself ran over it or another car( I'm on the main road , remember). I limped my way to home. my parents took me to Bowring hospital . The pain had become worse and I was taken in a trolley to take an X-ray. It was then, while lying on the trolley , unable to walk I realised the magnitude of this incident. My thoughts were " What the fuck were you trying to pull off, you stupid clown? . Look what has happened to you ". I was very afraid at that moment. i feared permanent damage to my foot and ofcourse I was crying like a baby. The Doctors took an X-Ray and Thank God nothing major had happened. I had to put one of those plasters and take bed rest ,which i accepted in a heartbeat because i had initially feared worse. The thing is I got very very very lucky . Generally i read about people getting run over by a bus when they alight from a running one. I was lucky I didnt get run over by one and only my foot came in the way of whatever it was. Lets face it, my chances of survival would have been none had the unthinkable happened. As I write this I feel like thanking God for saving me and altering my fate. I loved canvas shoes and nearly wore them everyday to school but that day I changed my mind and decided to wear leather shoes( why?? Divine force?? maybe, maybe). Ofcourse they were a tremendous help. The leather exterior reduced the impact on my foot, hence it wasnt smashed to smithereens . Again very very very lucky. But Ofcourse this incident has changed my life. I can't fully put it behind me. I will always remember it. I am overly cautious on the road now and maybe sometimes scared to cross the road when the bus approaches or if there are too many vehicles on the streets. But yes, I am a much smarter, wiser, mature?( I dont think so but getting there :D) and I am pretty sure I won't be repeating this outrageously dumb and stupid stunt again . All I have to do is to look at my wrist and see that very prominent scar and say " Never again".
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