Wednesday, April 27, 2005

Why I am not a Lunatic

Now that I have bunked enough exams for people to look at me and recognize me as the efficient 'bunker', I believe it needs to be made crystal clear first as to why I never wrote them.

I have never had a fancy for exams and right since my 10th class, I started loathin'em. These feelings can never be suppressed deep inside and specially when you have people who think alike, well...

Anyway, coming back to jan the 2nd, I believe, the day I was back here to start off a new semester with a new zeal and a determination I believed that I never had. Our college, being a world class one, we have electives to choose from, to be precise 2 tech electives and an open one. Around the end of the 1st fortnight, I chose OCS and DSP, DSP because I loved the prof, and OCS, coz I loved his grading. For one month, I attended the same and was very confident of changing the winds into a favourable direction. My open elective, being LCOM, which surprisingle, I found very intersting to attend and understand that not all students are gifted enough not to put their big feet into their bigger mouth.
As each day went on, I grew more and more confident. For the first time, I even started studying the DSP text book, a long way before the exam. And as for the assignment, I did it a week before the submission date(Maa Kasam), And in OCS, I even gained some respect from the prof. by looking and acting clever(i.e., essentially nodding at the end of alternate sentences and an occasional accha and an oh.ho...)

NOw that I was real confident this semester, I opened my grade card(SRS) right in the lab, because I knew I would not be embarassed anymore, not after this semester.But as my best mate, Bad luck would never say that. I had also applied for an improvement course with the regular courses because, the improvement block was enabled and Aashish Jaadhav told that he did not know whether one could apply for them or not and it was all in the hands of the person who designed the software. And so, one month later, I find that my electives are not the ones, whose lectures I have been attending, whose lab I have been working in. The joke was back on me. Only look at the reg. form and I could hardly talk. I acted bold in front of Rahul as I am used to, but I realized I was now broke.

We went and spoke to Mr.Chopra who told us that all this could be repaired but the lecturers would blame him later and so asked us to consult Mr.Aashish Jaadhav first. So, there, I went..One knock, no reply another harder knock, no reply, A big bang on the door, yet no response...
So, I opened the door myself and went in to find him talking to Mr.Chopra about my situation .I told him that I had a problem and wanted some time to tell him about it.

Aasish: Jaldi bolo. Mere paas time nahi hai.

Me: Sir, I did not check my mail for a few days (3 to be precise) and so missed the mail which was supposed to make me change back to my right electives and now sir, I have very diff electives in the form, these are the ones that I filled way back in december. I know it's a fault to...

Aashish: I cant help U. It's your problem. What can I do(cant represent in words his scary snaky voice and his dead looks)

Me: Give me a minute Sir, my career might be at stake here.I have attended the lectures and labs of 3 completely diff courses for a month out of 4 and now, u want me to take some other electives? Sir, U could have just dropped the imp., Courses for which i applied and kept the rest of the form intact....
Aashish: Samajh mein nahi aata hai kya..GEt out..I have a tutorial to prepare for. Baahar jao...

ME: Sir, listen to me, this might just end my career.

Aashish: Sun liyaa, ab niklo...

Me: Sir,.........

Aashish: Baahar se aadmi ko bulao kya???

Me: thank you for your time Sir.Is there no solution?

Aashish: you do one thing. U write one letter to Mr.Sam Chat, stating your problem
and your roll no. Letter ka koi use nahi, phir bhi, lkho....


Me: Ok Sir..


Me and Rahul, did that and then we were directed to Mr.Sam Chat who told us firmly but gently that he could not help as decided in a meeting held for us, (which never occured, as far as I know), and was very sorry and got back to sipping his cup again.

We went out of the room and sat at the nearest bench, tellin each other how our new electives were not bad........But, the eyes said it all.

3 months later and 3 bunks later,this is one of the few reasons I believe that I never adjusted to the courses I took

Amen

Monday, April 25, 2005

Social, Am I?

I dont give a damn about what people think. Yes, I am ready to face the wrold however wierdly it okks me in the eye. NO, I am not just another failure. I am determined and equally hungry for success. It's just that my norms for success and my levels of desc. of success are very different from others. Marks do define your success. Not just marks but a lot of other things. But, When you are not ready to run, will you run when the whistle goes?? Or will you wait for the race to end and join in the next race? The audience will look at you like a creature in the zoo. They find anything that is not done according to the tradition as idiotic, funny and very interesting to listen too. There are, of course, people who care. People, who want to know why this happened.
Look at playmates, for example. They open up all their shame. They undress and get pictures taken. Will you allow that for money? I already hear "SICK!!!"...

Looking at people scurrying to dig up one more mark before the exam usually inspired me to do the same. But now, it isnt. Now, I want to do well with a preparation that is well too. Look at businessmen for example, thay take risks. Bold risks, small risks, risks that may never pay off......But, sometimes, when you know it is right, u'll do it. And soon, you'll know why you were right.

And this is not the time. Impossible to me is temporary. Impossible to me is a word that will be deleted. But, time is what stands between me and impossible and surrounding us, is every creature I know, some very good, very helpful some just standing there to enjoy what they think is Failure.
Even now, as I type that word, I think twice. I hate that word. Yes, every one wants success and yes, people do hit failure. But, why? what is failure anyway? Is it flunking your exams? IS it not putting up enough hard work? Is it thinking of things not necessary at that time and place. The word " interest " has lost it's meaning here. When you opt for electives, you are supposed to be taking things that you have elected, chosen. I did not choose mine. The college chose them for me and gift wrapped them with a threatening call for Fr, due to attendance shortage.

I am just short of Success and tears. Whether I get success first or tears, it does not matter. I know I was brave in doing what I have done. I love myself and I'll see to it that whatever hits me, I stay onboard and on the right ship.

Not in ICT

Sunday, April 17, 2005

SEn is all around you and now the feeling grOWS

Morning 2 am:
Rahul says: Sen viva tomorrow be, lets do some ground work so that we dont remain the usual victims.
Me: Right be, we have too many weak links.Lets not be the weakest.Hang on, I'll just come back and then we'll start off be.
Rahul:hokay, come bak soon and lets study all those slides.

2 hours later

I come back to his room and there are no lights and the massive behind is resting on the bed!!!
getting back to fifa, I thought was the best way to keep awake and I could always complete the SEN thing in 3 hours. Do u realize that in FiFA, israel could beat Brazil??????

7 am: Finally realization dawns that nights outs , SEN and me are the worst combo. "Sleeping now would be like putting my face up a shark's mouth and then pouring some ketchup in."

Blah..blah...and finally after a lot of ruckus, the viva starts sharp at 2. Asim first calls out all the names before he finalizes his personal favourites for the victims post. He first picks Sagar who fluently puts up a show that even impresses the bastard. While Sagar was explaining about the salient features of our project,I slowly started drifting into my own dream land where the viva had gone well and I was nominated for an oscar for the best SEN project member, when Asim brought me back to real life by shouting out my name. Here, I would like to make clear that my name is not at all hard to pronounce and when people start huffing and puffing to do that I normally get angry--Guru Raj is probably the easiest to pronounce after Kaam Kaaj. Anyway, so I looke towards him raising my hand, so that he finds me in the crowd of ten. Calling me to sit near him, he then asked me to go on with the explaining part. Though I admit quite mdestly that I work a lot in all projects, this was the first exception and this also was the first viva where me and the prof, both were looking and feeling the project for the first time at the same time. Without further adieu, I started testing out all the features and on the basis of what happened next with the click, I told him what was supposed to happen. It was perhaps the most professional and morbid way to explaing things and people in my groups started noticing that I was going just too slow and too dull. Gupta, the primary key and Devang, part of the Gupt-Dev-Manu Composite key headed straight for the mouse and started making things work as they planned. Here, I was , for the first time, without doing any work, and still all was going well.. If only I could pat myself..Satan loves me so, he thought it was time for him to attack and showed up a new error in the project which the coders had never seen before. Ta Da, Asim boy springs back to life and says, This is terrible
Our Leader, Manu: no problem sir, musta been some small exception that we forgot to handle. tis because we were up till last night completing the code part(when the last date was 7 days ago)
Asim: This is even worse, this is not what I expected of you.
Ravi Pokharna, the king of my SEN group cannot stop his lower jaw from moving and so he started citing reasons for all the mess which made the whole thing messier. I stood like a joker in male audience infested circus with a stripper dancing behind me. There was no way I could make Asim look or talk to me. He was now interested in new people and new discoveries. He struck the first speck of gold with Shikhar.What are the baselines of your project?
That was the first time I heard such a word and so decided to act smart but dumb. So I kept looking at him as if the word was on my lips and it was my tongue that wasnt moving to answer. So, he moved to Shikhar and asked him the same. Shikhar, I must say looks cool, but his patience with indecent sods is not good. So, he said immediately that he had no idea what it was. Then, Asim thought that he finally could have some entertainment. So, he looked up from his position in the chair, staight into the Chin of chin and asked him whether he knew the answer.
Chin looked at him, then at us and then at the screen, as though it could suddenly show the answer. Then, he started out, Sir, there are three modules in our project, the inter module, the ......Just like an automated reservation enquiry system. Realizing that the question and the answer had the remotest possible relation, in that both had the word project in them, Chin confidently kept babbling. A few seconds later, Asim asked him
Asim: So, what did you do in the project?
Chin; Sir, I reviewed some docs.
Asim: Thats all???
Chin: No, Sir, I did the GUI part.
Asim: U alone?
Chin: no Sir
Asim: then wat did you do?
Chin: that...that one sir, the documents and the interface..
Asim: tell me which interface....
Chin: 3 or 4 pages sir
Asim: 3 or 4??? so, ur not sure of wat u have done??/
Chin: Sir, it was later changed by Rahul
Asim: so, was he like ur leader?
Rahul and others: Yes, sir, I was the GUI leader
Chin: yes Sir,
Asim: So, did he like assign you jobs and you did them??
Chin: Sir,...It was like doing work Sir, We worked sir, and we did the interface..
Asim: Did you submit all ur jobs in time???
Chin : Yes, Sir
Asim: all???
Rahul: Yes, Sir, He did.
Asim:Tell me...........
Chin: Almost all Sir...
Asim: Almost..???
Chin: Except one or two..
Asim: thats all?
Asim: Any proof that what you speak is true?
Chin: Sir....thats all Sir
Manu: U can look at his time sheet Sir
Asim comments on the time sheet and ridicules our project and tells us that it is the worst one of all the vivas he took.
Not satisfied with that much, He caught Shiki and asked him why his time sheet says Meet with Asim 2 hours
Shiki: Sir, it was a long meeting
Asim: U never stayed for 2 hours
Shiki: Yes Sir.
Shiki: But Sir, We could not find you free, so, had to wait for an hour.
Asim: So, u included that in your time sheeet.?
Shiki: Yes, Sir.
Asim: very Bad.
Asim: forget it, Now tell me if you are all satisfied with this project?
Giri: I am not satisfied Sir
Asim: Y, may I know?
Giri: Sir, I had to go away to home bcoz of 2 emergencies and so couldnt do the coding.
Asim: lets say we rewind the whole thing, then what would you like to change?
Giri: Sir, I had to go away to home bcoz of 2 emergencies
Asim: ok, if u did not go home, then.....
Giri: Sir, I wanted to do the coding part of the project sir, but gupta did not allow me...
Asim: did not allow y?
Asim: Did he say that Coding kya karega, Documentation karle?
Chin: Sir, I am not satisfied sir. There is a problem with the SDS doc.
Asim: SDS, wats an SDS?
Chin: Sir, System....Dez........System..Design.....System....
Asim:?????????????????????
Chin: Mumbles, something and then. Sir, in that doc there is some problem with the updating part Sir. The databse is not properly updated and not properly documented.
Asim: who did the database design?
Rahul: me sIR
Asim:So??
Asim: no reply, ...this project gets opening more worms as I dig more
I cannot ask any more qs,

Friday, April 15, 2005

No More DeZires

All I want remains nothing.(BTW, tht Z in desires coz, my firewall's denying access to the word desires)

No more dreams,
no more passions,
no more nights,
no new fashions.

Enough of this life,
I cannot fight this strife,
there is no tunnel to hide and escape.
As I keep walking,
people look at the loser and gape.

My parents deserved someone better,
I have betrayed them enough,
their life is already tough,
I can see their concealed dissapointment,
And now the pressure I need to vent.

I can sleep no more,
life has become a bloody gore,
each day and night,
I try to turn things right,
at the end of the day,
I never see light.
To darkness, I retreat,
And keep sobbing under its covers.

Now I cannot talk,
my eyes want to speak
and my heart wants to sink.

As I keep writing,
I hope for hope to come back
to leave u need to cheat,
and all your friends you need to beat.
This is not to be called "greed"
To my death, Wine I'll feed

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

Why I like my fone

Me in a Local Train(Thnx Amod)
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Preventing the Sea from washing out the land is the duty of these cement blocks(Nariman Point)
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Who Says tht ppl cramp for space in a local train?
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Rajeev in his most colorful Shirt
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The Last MCS Lab
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My dont Mess with me(Scary) look
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Me and Bob, The ToothBrush Taunters
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Why Amod should sleep before Midnight
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This one can be selected for the best photo award:
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Shain( Shaan in a local train)
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Hunting for Mermaids
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Sunday, April 10, 2005

SENseSEN

how he makes people do it, I 'll never know. But people are getting so deep into this SEN thing that other things have lost all importance. The daily scrap count has gone down to 5 or 6. People are never getting out of their rooms and why do I believe that Biswas handed out a personalized april fool random joke to us?? I dun like professors calling us and not staying in their rooms. Better they come, wake me up and talk to me in my room.

A few questions, I have at the moment unanswered:
1.Will I buy a Merc?and if so, When?
2.Am I born to be single??
3.How many subjects will I pass?
4. When will my college be closed down?
5. Will Asim Banerjee continue to love me after the SEN viva?
6. When will I become a football prodigy legend?
7. When will I take my next bath and change clothes?
8. When will I see naked chicks running on the streets?
9. When will I stop being a virgin?
10. Will Mascara die this semester?
11. When will pakistan know that we, at DAIICT produce people who loathe pakistanis and so send some jehadis down here??
12. When will I start buying condoms?
13. How come most chicks are commited and the rest unimpressive?While all single guys are born SeXY?

As I walk down the hall, I ponder,
that wat the any couples do yonder,
Cry as I might,
I never see any light,
And being me remains a Wonder.

Wednesday, April 06, 2005

Joy of Small Things

And Again this topic is awarded most happening and most happiness giving one by me.I hate talking without purpose and I hate giving importance to the small things in life.I hate attending lectures and hate labs. I hate this college and I firmly believe that to live a better life i need to leave this college. Some people can adjust very well with any system, I just fade out on new systems to which I am not compatible.
But then, I just bounce back to life just like that.

till 5am:
busy with F.R.i.E.N.D.S, season 7 revision
HOw many times ever I see it, it still remains a very good source of infinte recreation
5-9:
Sleep Time
9:15
No time to brush, ran to the lecture theater to find tht I was in time there.

11:00-1:00 Contd:Friends

1:00-5:00
another marathon sleep session

5:00-11:00
How did all tht time pass by?

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

Rhymees 2

I am a southpawI dont allow meat to thawI eat fishes raw
oh!!my!!I am really shyThe state gujrat is sadly dryAt night wen u ppl sleep, I flyOops!!now tht I told it, do not cry
evn I can chng my fotomy head is bigger than a yeti's toe
he's not a dearI need to hav some beer
the TA's hereHe's the one I fear
peacocks hav tailsemail accounts get mails
eggs come out of henwhere from comes a chicken?
Ducks can quackhumans can hack
i hav a hurt shindo u hav a safety pin?
if v login next v can win
stone is hardI am no lard
pillows r softso is Lara croft
omnivores eat meatthey also eat wheat
AC is coldStrippers are bold
if u luk grimtry going to a gym
if ur clothes look grimtry using vim
Ice can meltby touch things can b felt
y such a beard do u grow?try making it touch ur eyebrow
cows ruminatev simply eat late
crows can flyhumans can lie
the more u get late,the less u get rebate
If ur hair can grow,then water can flow
If u wink,it shows ur head can think
if u r simplewen u smile, u need to show out a dimple..

Rhymees 1

poor shiv gtgI think I lost an eye from my brow
seeds u can sowlawns u can mow
I am full of sorrowur hanky can I borrow
if it's none of the aboveit fits the right glove 02:13if u know her from tution Terminator will file a petition if u know he thru collegepigs will eat cabbage if u know her thu schoolthen it is easy to bhool
I am out of timeGiraffes are good at mime
scraps u hav 1111intelligence u hav none none none none
in the pic u can see my eartht is a very gud reson for u to fear
the TA dsnt change his shirtWith milk I drink Spert
In this pic I was lukin outta a trainAnd the taker dsnt hav a gud brain
Alak stil wets her bedand then her face gets red
now ppl,u can put ur hands 2gether an clap
to find a treasure v need a mapto download things v need DAP
shoes have heelscars have wheels
owls are wiserats have a small size
I am offpigs can cough
I can rhyme decentlike van gough vincent
the sky is darkIt lacks the real spark
I cant stoppigeons poops drop
stomach has bilehav u seen 8mile?
Oops!!I forgotI acted like a robot
if fishes could flywould humans die?
tubelights give lightimmortals ahv a lotta might
ur stomach can achebiscuits cooks can bake
frocks can flywith money we can buy
shraks can biteeagles can eat mid-flight
fishes can swimcan v clean them with vim
Angels are whiteDo they have strict diet?
shiva's neck is blueV can stick things with glue
in the same flowur scrapbook too can get a glow

Inscriptions

All I wrote in a day
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2.Most Idiotic and Funny poems
in next blog

Monday, April 04, 2005

A Diary, Finally

-Woke up at about 2 pm after a long string of moives till 8 in the morning. With so much work pending, recreation and rest and not doing works give just too much pleasure.
-Tried to have a good cheap lunch and failed miserably after which the net took over life till late evening.
-Had gud fun orkuttin wid Tweeto, Sarat,Shaan and SAAAGAR!!
-Fubball's always better than watchin item numbers on the PC, And the field and the ball always seem to be calling. So, I run to the ground and So, I hit the ball, hoping tht it bursts through the boney keeper guarding the rectangular outline of a goal. Failing again, and with zero charge, call fone entertainment was the only one, I really missed.
-Tried to take a bath, but water dint want me to and so, it hid inside the tank and I am 3 days old, without a bath.The tee is stinking and dinner was equally bad.
-An occasional glance of rare beauty made the day straight and then porn and vitrual girls take over as usual!!!

Sunday, April 03, 2005

Turnover

Sometimes a simple song can work wonders. Moods that may at best be described as sad, come back to life and better times just with the dash of music. And it's not just english or rock songs that I spak about. At times, when I feel really dead, without any mission, these little things really help me keep up with life. Hell!!I have got a bad voice, so I cannot please people that way. So, I wondered what else could I actually do. Could I create huge servers that can be used for hosting those multimillionaier sites? NO. Could I write well enough for people to see and get some appreciation.No. Could I play football and lead my team to victory? No. Could I study and make my parents happy? .....

I have never been able to answer myself as to what I have been doing since a month. Is it nothing? It surely cannot be nothing. I always think I am doing something. But has there ever been a result?These questions just throw me off orbit and here I come crying out trying to rest my soul. Maybe I cannot digest and recollect things as good as others do. But way back in hig school, I was the best guy there. Now everything has departed from life. A little bit of happiness keeps knocking in the form of subtle humour by people I love. I feel guilt really guilty, The way I have destroyed everything in these three years. My parent's dreams, my career, my life, I have got no excuses. I was given the best opportunity, but I screwed up, and screwed up big time. Was I never used to the principle of working? I did work pretty hard in the last two years, but now, the tunnel looks sealed up. And constantly arises the same Q, I keep bothering people with. Why? Why am I still living? I am not doing any good anywhere. Nor am I capable of doing things anywhere. I am the best butterfingers anyone could find.

I cannot cry. I am made of too much stone. I can only feel bad. I can repent. But, take no action. I can see things happening right in front of my eye, but I keep seeing and seeing. Wonder how I will keep living.