Me and Ma Life in VIT

Heya Guys!
Had been missing you a lot, but its not something in my hands…these VIT people don’t let us access net from their labs, and I’m such a broke, spending like 35 bucks a hour in the café seem to be quite ‘amusing’ in itself...no need to say, what else I do, I keep thinking about posting something or the other, with the same weirdness ever….

Life in the college could be so boring, I never thought! You thought of enjoying your hostel life, reading much less and roaming a lot more…but the life comes to a dead end when you see exactly the opposite happening with you…you’ve to read quite a considerable time to keep your academic calendar going…and to keep your grades ringing in other’s mind….or you’re dumped as if a little heap of sand in the rain…!

Everything else is quite nice, especially if you see the ISO certified mess and the shining toilets, but the worse when it comes to nerve-breaking discipline in which you can’t enter the hostel after 8:30 pm and you can’t even think of taking a day’s leave…!

Life is born to be as such, simple yet so complex, lively yet so deadly….

Loving you guys, like never before….

VIT Campus…
Algorithms and Programming Lab

Got much money? Afford a Girl…

Hey! A piece of information for you guys out there…Dudes, its about the ‘dudis’ you see everywhere around…

We were al part of the great PG-living high thinking culture that flourishes in KOTA among the so-called ‘Coaching Students’.
Now, one of us was lucky, atleast according to some, for he was a PG (Paying guest) in a house which accommodated a girl too!

1 yr. younger (age-wise)
3 yr. elder (brain-wise)
5 yr. younger (look-wise)

Though many of our batch mates kept flocking around his house often asking for Notes/Books/Pen/Pencil, everything that one can think of, but the secret to catch a glimpse of her wasn’t hidden underneath.

Now, as our term was coming to an end, he came out one day with real sort of some weird data, seemed largely hypothetical at first, extremely unbelievable till the end… :P

Her Bathroom Wardrobe:
1. Ponds Facewash (Rs.35.00)
2. Aviance Facewash (Rs.124.00)
3. Ultra Clearasil Cream (Price NA)
4. Tommy Perfume (Rs. 75.00)
5. Garnier Oil-Control Moisturiser (Rs.125.00)
6. Park-Avenue Talc (Rs.54.00)
7. Deodorant- Archies (Rs.148.00)
8. Toothpaste: Colgate Palmolive (Rs.72.00)
9. Toothbrush: Oral-B (Rs.75.00)
10. A stunning set of a dozen lipsticks from Elle 18 (Price NA)

(My friend clicked pics of all these things when he got a chance to enter her bathroom :P)

P.S: This entire collection gets replaced almost every month (except the toothbrush/paste, and lipsticks of course)
Source: Her Dustbin

Social Networking- On the Move?

Hmmm…the era of new relations is here, thanks to the new means that have surfaced up. Talking to your friends, inviting for a meeting, just chatting or calling your neighbour home, it’s all just a click away!

The scene of people logging on to sites like Orkut, Facebook, Myspace, Twitter, Ibibo, Windows Network, Yahoo 360, etc. isn’t puzzle to anyone nowadays, and operating them isn’t rocket science even. I find every geek and crook using them.

It was hard to believe when one of my friends said, “I want to learn computer coz. I’ve to create my profile on orkut”.

The various aspects involved in the making of these sites are the result of works of various researchers on the human brain, psychology and acquired behaviour and tastes. But the soul of this social networking remains the same: To connect with your friends and dear ones, anywhere, anytime just as you please...

Now you all keep listening all this quite often, I’m not in a mood to show my knowledge here dudes, I’m just here to tell what I feel and like, as a whole in this regard…

Orkut
Orkut has undoubtedly changed the way non-geeks now look at computers. A winner of several awards, orkut has paved the way for real social networking in this decade. Google has successfully captured most of the market with its unique capability in integrating its services- Orkut, Gtalk, Gmail, Blogger, all work in perfect sync with each other, added to this, they all work with a single Google account, so you don’t have to worry about remembering multiple passwords!
(Though I forget the User-IDs commonly :P)

Orkut has brought about a real flood in this market, its easy user-interface, customisable appearances, an all in one pack, plus it has such a large user-base that you can’t lose your buddies anytime…

Facebook
Facebook, according to me is less social-networking and more time-spending. Either you go to this site for playing games online, or for time-pass after you get bored of the real stuff and still don’t feel like going offline.
However, it makes some sense to the aspirations of the developers at facebook, they look in for the time that users spend on Facebook and the number of users adding every month, which is in a considerable swing as users of Asia and Pacific regions are now quite bored with orkut and Myspace and exploring their western counterparts.
But go for facebook if you have real time to waste and your dad willingly pays off your internet bills, it becomes ‘Worth It’ then...

Twitter
Now, what the hell is this! You call this social networking! I call this a piece of ultimate crap…though, It was only recently that I saw Twitter in a social-networking sites’ list, so I thought of considering it…

Believe me, the owners don’t even bother to change their photo uploading mechanism which cause problem to everyone, I suppose. The interface is dull, boring and absolutely uninteresting. But much like Facebook, twitter enjoys a great following by the American people, which makes it a hit among the people who really believe in just communicating, no matter how.
The site has been a go-go among mobile users even since its creation, but the real competition is coming its way now, with Orkut and Facebook both launching mobile applications in the market so that you can access them ‘on the go’…


The story of other sites is pretty much the same, none of them could come up so strongly and so effectively as these three did in their task of making the most difficult talk possible (atleast in the 21st century, according to Psychologists), their pros and cons you all know, I don’t bother to write them…
One thing or sure, People get bored with every stuff they get, though it may take some time to realise. They brought people nearer, the same would take them distant too…just wait and watch!

All Men are Dogs…Is it?

How often I have come across this statement, maybe I should call it a proverb now.
Guys start talking something mean, girls take no time in shouting, In schools colleges, over the net, in the bus, underneath your table, over the bed, everywhere…this line has its fans:

“All Men Are Dogs…”

I’m sorry I took upon writing this, to tell those who weren’t aware, but my intuitions are genuine, for I just have a query, “Where did this line come from? Who was basically behind its creation?” Was it some movie, some bestselling book or some great Mother Teresa who propounded this theory?
Who is behind this ultimate, I just want to know, so that when I get back to heaven after some seconds (55 X 365 X 24 X 60 X 60=1734480000 sec. to be specific), I could carry out a ‘Search and Destroy’ operation of the accused…

P.S: A tribute to lay my brothers peacefully in their graves…so sad…sob… :P

Redefined perfection

“Her face, vibrant and fair, which looked perfect in every sense, shone amidst the sunshine, like water droplets glisten over the morning grass.
A perfect smile that hung over her lips made the whole situation rather frivolous. Her immaculately dressed figure, particularly that cherry red kurti was the epitome of her great fashion statement that has gone unseen and unspoken of in the past, and so had her voice, which was capturing too, in the cutest possible manner when she said, “Hiiiii……””

It was only after reaching home that I met with the nightmared truth:
MY ZIP WAS OPENED!

P.S: A feeble attempt to some sensible humour... (:P)

A humurous description of India 2050

I had been imagining this in my sleep yesterday. Like, how our country is going to be in 2050? Aah…yes I’m talking about the coming 2050 dude, it isn’t that far…see, u already started dreaming…

(Scene: A vendor crying loud in Chandni Chowk, N. Delhi, 2050)

Vendor: Come… Sale…sale…Computers for sale…Intel, Microsoft, AMD, all on sale…Linux, Windows, Mac all at subsidised rates…
Office, Oracle, SQL, Java…all applications available here…Pirated…copied…stolen…everything available here…
Welcome madam…
Oh yes, you pink-topped madam, all fresh and new computers, just for you…sale…sale…sale…
Brothers and sisters, come here, prices down! Come now…offer valid till stocks last…Sale…sale…sale…

Girl: Bhaiya, do you have the latest dell laptop with a designer pattern on it, matching my dress that I’m wearing now…

Vendor: Of course madam, we have the fresh new Dell Studio 21 Series… I got the stock today morning only, straight from the company. You see, I’m the original dealer, don’t go on my thela.

Girl: What are the laptop’s specifications?

Vendor: Madam, who sees the inside crap…All you should care, is its ‘Intel inside, Human outside’. You look intelligent enough…anything would look beautiful in your hands (Sticking a tongue outside)

Girl: Excuse me? What do you mean?

Vendor: Oh, nothing sister…you got serious just for nothing. I was just saying, we give full guarantee of things you purchase from us. We’re not like your vendor next-door; I know their service-man doesn’t come on time…

Girl: Oh my! He has been a real jerk…I bought a computer from him; the machine didn’t work for even a year. It had been such a pain in my ass. Fortunately, we got it replaced…

Vendor: I can understand it madam…he worked for us before. I fired him. You won’t find these problems with us mam. All I want you to trust us…so should I pack this lappy for you?

Girl: Yeah OK. Don’t you offer any add-ons along with the pack? Freebies, any?

Vendor: Arey mam! What do you expect from a thele wala! I can’t offer you all that fancy items which those showrooms-Wala offer. But I give you this amazing software for yourself…once connected to the internet, it can search boyfriends/ life-partners for you, which live just nearby…
It has special options too…contact, mail or IM them, at the touch of a button! What else does one want….

Girl: (Irritated) Earlier, you were showing as if you are the king of Silicon Valley!
Thats OK. How much are you going to charge for the whole thing?

Vendor: Mam…Silicon Valley is doomed in recession nowadays!
I earn better. My friend Bill Gates died so poor…ooh! I couldn’t stand his funeral…
Anyways, don’t make me senti…
This laptop market price is Rs. 18000, I give you this for just Rs. 16500.

Girl: Oh! Why so mercy! And I’m not interested in your special software. Could you give me an Office application or something else, usable atleast?

Vendor: Oh! I thought other girls are quite interested in these things nowadays…so may be you would like it…but no problem…I’ve another freeware. Its called “Name your Kids”.

Girl: What! I’m not married…

Vendor: Oh…don’t worry mam. We have a special software for you…I’ll give its trial-version to you for a licensed period of 1 month. Its called “How to be a Mother”.

Girl: What!

Vendor: No problem mam, if you didn’t like any of these…we are going to receive a new software from IBM tomorrow…Hope you would like it…
I’ll send a copy of the same at your doorstep as soon as we receive it…

(Murmuring to himself) This way, I would know your address too…

Girl: Did you say anything?

Vendor: Oh no mam…

Girl: I’m sorry I asked for those freebies. Just send in my laptop. I’ll transfer the money in your bank account.

Vendor: Aah…mam, we’ve closed our ‘State Bank Of India’ account. We wanted a little privacy and reduced interference in our accounts. So we’ve moved to 'Swiss Bank (A/c no. 0993498243)'. Please make sure….

Girl: Great! I’ll remember.
Thank You…

Vendor: Welcome mam…

What a Day…!

Exactly, that’s what I have been murmuring in the night when I went to bed. ‘What a day this has been…’

I just don’t know what god has created for me, which got left untapped (by mistake), but there was surely something to be intrigued, rather perceived or inferred from it as a whole which I couldn’t (sadly).
It started as every normal day, seeing myself in the mirror, and saying to god, “I wish you had given me some better looks, I would have been in your debt then, but no problem, I’m armoured satisfactorily with other geniuses.”

A feeble rest in the noon, and I got myself in the badminton court. Nice games, all won, 21-6, 9-21, 21-12, 19-21, 21-12.

It was in the middle of the game when it started raining; thank god we were in the court, not to mention of the un-intervened match (which went smoothly till the end), at about 8 pm I left the court, came out and it was still raining profusely!

Now is when, the mystery began to play its role, with just feeble efforts and fussing from me. For you, I shall number them…

1. Normally I would choose to either stand and wait for the rain to stop or go in the rain after saying to myself, “No harm in getting a little wet. Let’s enjoy.”
But this time I just didn’t listen to any voice from my brain or my heart, I just kept walking in the rain, people with umbrellas giving me looks from every corner of their eyes. I didn’t care though, still kept walking like nothing about it.

2. So much engraved was I in this rain, thinking of just the games that I played, of my new college, etc…I didn’t realise when tears started pouring of my eyes…For a moment I was shocked! There hasn’t been anything I’m anxious about, simply nothing! I’m not hurt, I’ve had no fight, no repents, and absolutely no tensions…Why the hell I’m weeping over the road! Of course, I was wet with the rain, but I could easily make out the difference btw my tears and rain-drops…
Taken aback by the incident, I moved again towards my way…

3. I had completed half of my way back home, when I felt a sudden pain in my leg. I expected some insect or something, I saw my knee, and couldn’t believe my eyes, “It had been bruised… was bleeding!” My god, I didn’t collide with anything, neither did I got hurt in any mishap, why the hell was this bleeding! Damn Shit! But something strange then happened again…the sudden pain vanished just like it had appeared, in a whoosh…! It was gone, but the blood was still there.

I was completely in a state of sub-consciousness…I could sense atleast the water pouring on me and the wind-storms blowing over but nothing in particular was on my hold then…
I waited for some moments till I felt confident enough…and then I hurried down my way…
I observed that I was alone on the road that time, no one visible till the end of my eye-view…was a bit scary at first, but being in a habit of laughing at Horror Movies, that thing didn’t bother me much...

Being near to my home brought some kind of solace, but the strange incidents didn’t make any sense…The whole mishap was kinda weird…firstly no one can believe this, not even me to the fullest…but my senses can’t deceive me, thats for sure.

Finally after reaching home, getting first-aid and telling fake reasons for the whole altogether, I drew some kind of inference, atleast to satisfy myself…Might be possible that it was god’s way of making me realise that I’ve committed something wrong and that I’m guilty of hurting someone directly or indirectly…Whatever it may be, I’m sorry if it all happened this way, and if didn’t let the incident happen again, till then I keep my thinking-caps turned upside down on this incident…I don’t want to be called scary na…! :P

That superficial shower- Rock On style

Though it has become quite a habit on its own, after a long chase in the badminton court, with 6 sets won, I felt like drenching my entire body to the sprinkles of the cold shower…

It wasn’t a welcomed thought at first, why to take the whole pain of getting demised inside a small, though cosy place, leaving your attire and all, but then it wasn’t that big to be called audacious…
Getting inside the bathroom, I was thinking about the whole day, better to say, about the last few days, which haven’t passed so well, especially the encounter with my parents and the jealous mob, don’t know why! But as a whole, some things didn’t go down my throat very well, the reason why I blasted the opposite side in the game with 15-6, 15-8, 15-2, and the others that I don’t remember… (Sorry dudes, my aggravation ruined your games today :P)

But now, I’m not that a serious nerd who keeps thinking on issues that really doesn’t bother. “Lets believe in living in the moments” (Something I learned from Hrithik Roshan in his talk on ‘Coffee With Karan’ ), is what represents me.

I untapped the shower, and then it struck me, ‘I want to get serious’. Last few days haven’t passed on so well, I need to show that I’m kinda sad, depressed and there is something that is pissing me off from days, I looked into the mirror. My soul mate said to me, “Rehne de. Nautanki mat kar”.

Then the famous lines struck me, “Count your chickens, before they hatch”, so I thought, I should get this started this every moment. So I started thinking of something unique, and it came to me, take a shower like Farhan Akhtar did when her wife asked him about his bands and all…standing seriously below the shower, listening quietly to every sound and enjoying every delicacy, may be that would help me acquire a serious character, for some hours atleast!

Though it sounded weird in beginning, I felt reluctant to do it. Now the cool shower started, me trying to think of absolutely not thinking anything…! It was very difficult, I could feel my brain giving all ****** to Meditation Gurus and preachers, how could they control their mind, it is just impossible. Thought of listening of voices and sounds, almost suddenly a wasp came from nowhere and sat on the opposite wall and within minute was the supper of a big lizard. Then it came the turn of a cockroach walking on the opposite wall, I felt like tramping it after making it fall on the ground, but then it hit me, ‘Arey! I was trying to get serious.’ A child seemed to be wailing in the neighbourhood that almost shattered my desires, cursing his parents was almost involuntary.

Getting more than I wanted, I gave a ‘help-me’ look to the mirror, and the next moments I spent laughing loudly on myself, so loud that my mother called from outside, “Is everything OK? We don’t have a doctor until next Monday”

Clear of my doubts, I picked my towel and was back to business…

Coming out of the bathroom’s gate, I could sense myself: A dumbo, idiot, stupid, whatever u feel like saying… (I was much better as such…)
Aah, friends you know me so well…