Mama's Birthday Bash - Part II

Those of you who read part I would definitely be disappointed as there was lot of bashing but not from mamu...that sweet chubby kid who hasn't a belt of his size that fits him.

After our brief stint at UTL, I was off to my home dropping Chitti at his home. I did warn him not to go out of control in the teetollers get-together with mama as central attraction. I tried my best to discourage this guy going there as it ain't a good practise. On my way home I had a full plate Noodles at Tasty Bite. This should have been avoided. Of late I have been doing that in regular intervals. Go out, eat something, come home. Fact of the matter was the plate was too heavy for a light snack that I planned.

By 6:45 I start off to Tarnaka. I plan to take a card and go. All the cards there looked dumb lacking any emotional touch. Hallmark or Expressions Greetings were missing. Time was ticking. I had to make a fast move. It wouldn't look going to a party empty-handed. I selected some card at random and made sure there was a personal touch. I just scribbled off what I had to write. It was 7:20 when I picked up Chitti and ten minutes later we were near the crossroads of PARADISE.

THE WISE BLACK SAGE...with his already limited memory remembers that the last time he came he had taken a different path for parking. I proceed along the way he says and turn left instead of going ahead. I keep going, keep going...finally had enough of it. There was not a U-turn visible for one and a half kilometer straight. I literally get bugged. Already we were going to be late. And top of that here he is making the time prolong little more with his under-sized pea-brain memory added to which the traffic. Places like these are havoc in terms of traffic. Not at all comparable to the ones at RTC 'X' Roads or Koti. Nevertheless the timing and traffic go together.

We see no-one at first. Two options- We are early, or late. After trip to all the restos of Paradise the latter was ruled out. When about to phone comes a THUD...on the back. There he was Rohit with two other people. A little later Mr. Logic joined us. Time: 8'0 Clock. Still no sight of the HOST. Mamu is on his way, just started from Jubilee Hills. Wah!!! Talk about timing??
{ Wiseman to me: Please ra..tvaraga vacheyi...andariki 8 ani chepite 8:30 vastaru..anduku andarki 7:30 ani cheputunna...}

The Party Begins:
Everything said and done we were seated in the resto by 8:45. Ya...after one hour from the time we came. I should have taken my time writing neatly. The same happened during Kris ka Treat. Rohit and Co. were in a hurry. They planned to have a nice, calm and warm dinner and then proceed off to Prasad's for Taxi No. 9211, if only everything was according to the plan.
The other people still missing there was Totti Gang.

Little About Totti Gang:

Since this is the first brush with one of famous gangs of our era, I thought I will let my readers know Who Constitute Totti Gang:


(From Left to Right....)

• Alladi(Fearless, Damn-care Protector)
• Nikmo(Moral support)
• Ms.Talkative(Gang Leader(F))
• Kris(Sentimental Educator)
• Laddoo(whose positions is yet to be ascertained...was in , was out , again in...again out...to be clarified by Nix or Ms.Talkative..)
• Nalli(Entertainer)
• Nix(Gang Leader(M))

They have been together for long time but were not so very visible as a group for the first two years. It was only in our 3-2 during our ITrip, we could see the real Totti's. No matter where they went they were together. Fun, Masti, Timepass, Movies, Food-the essential attributes of the gang. And lastly the credit to their name goes to: Yossarain. (Please do read comments after this post has been read by the members...)
Back to the Present:

The time we started our main-dish Rohit & Co. were preparing to leave. I could sense Rohit wasn't happy with the way things are going. He very much wanted to be with company. Anyways what are to happen will happen. The waiter had a real-tough time taking the orders. We being ECE students have imbibed Flip-Flop Characterisitics by default. So by the time the fifth guy is about to give his, the first guy flips over. Then there was this decision to be made who belongs to which depot with Harsha acting as a station master. Good thing Nikmo brought his digicam to capture this wonderful group together. Food was brought in and we started having it leisurely.

Photos were taken at regular intervals. With usual banter, and senseless talks the day ended with we having our ice-creams. Chitti, who would always love to have ice-cream to begin with given a chance, surely must have had a shocker seeing that slice of ice-cream he got. Poor guy he thought he would be getting in a cup. The photo at the end was the cream of all capturing all the 16 Fellows at a time.

One of the best parties I have enjoyed after a long time. Is the last days of college one of the reason?? Hmm...pondering still...

Mama's Birthday Bash

It is one of the most memorable days of my four years life at this college. There are so many but as i have started blogging very recently it would be prudent on me to continue from the present and go to past.

The day started off with...

Me getting up late. It was a day when we had to meet people at UTL Technologies who were being referred to us by HOD. Around 10'o clock I sense something wrong. Well I had a bath, that wasn't the case. Ya...forgot to phone mamu. That small bloke weighing just over 100 pounds with heart as heavy as ton, who personally came and called me to the party he is hosting, and topping all that a team member who with his recent contribution has put our project right on the pedestal with only handover left, with his birthday today- i haven't phoned. Can there be any bigger crime than what I have just commited?? Too much for too little , you might say, but dammit how could I?

So I immediately rush out of the bath, phone mamu and I hear a quite familiar female voice of Mrs. Talkative who, with min. talking hands over the phone to mamu. Without wasting any more dying seconds I wish him from the bottom of my heart. There..it's done...heave a sigh of relief. I promise the prompt attendance at PARADISE.

A Brief Interlude with our Project:
(the evening proceedings would follow this...)

I pick up Chitti at ten minutes less than 11 and then we head straight to the company. With one guy's help off the road we come to know it is near Sanman Tiffin Centre. I park the bike and fussing about my dishelved hair I get the effect of procrastination straight at my face. I haven't had time to buy simple Comb...how worse can it get?? Let's move on...

The Start of Our First Brush with a Tutor:
We enter the office. It was first time in entire life I see a receptionist so vibrant and full of life. She is all smiles and shoots off the questions finishing off with the pleasentries and some basic questions. She then says, " I ask too much questions , don't I?".. Wah..that's a perfect balance between fromal and informal way of conversing. That's how any receptionist should be. Try getting rapport with the people who come. We were ushered into another room with a oval table and six chairs , three on each side facing a white-board.

We waited another ten minutes before the Manager turns up with two other people. We meaning chitti and me just look at eachother just for a second and then to them. After enquiry the manager says he brought the wrong people. They deal with Embedded System. Oh..thank you. Then another five minutes later we are face to face with Ms. Pranita , an expert in VHDL programming.

Not more than a minute passes when she asks the source of our project and knowing it asks us politely to look for nice dustbin before disposing of our valuable PROGRAM. We give a sheepish look when she asks where is the block diagram or when enquired about the source of the program or when enquired about how much have we done on our own.

Bang..Bang..tap..tap..tap....bang...brrrrrr....first the nail, then little tap on it and then the drilling...that's the way our discussion proceeded. I mean that's how I felt.

• Why were we such dumb idiots who couldn't get a block diagram first?
• Why is it that we were unable to thrash our program away which had no comments, nothing to explain further?
• Why is it that we realize everything so very late?

She leaves with an assurance that matter will be looked into and to meet her again two days later...It is from now that party begins...to be cont..

A Happy Ending to the 'Disturbing' Day...

A Very Disturbing day II

To all those who have been waiting for what happened next...welcome...

What's a blog without an image and what is an image without a explanation...said me...! So here goes the pic summarizing the day that followed...FUNDA TIME AT GREENWOODS...

We gave a call to HOD and then asked for his appointment. This time on the phone. No response. Time to bridge the gap that was left shortened as one Brilliant guy had an idea of dining outside. What followed next was quite unbelievable? Responses came from Abhi, Harsha, Rohit, Ashwin, mamu. It is not so very often that i get to dine with these people. As far as i can remember this is the first time. Vij, Naidu and me with Loki and abhi in front sped on to Taramati. We were being followed by harsha car where rest of the gang were there.

Even now I am at lose ends trying to figure out what exactly was the problem for that guy?? The person there first says it takes a very long time. With show of hands we were all not ready to wait. Then he says it is fifteen minutes time. I felt okay. Even then he becomes restlesss as there was this tourist bus that just landed and they wanted to give 'them' the first service. So stupid. I mean when you come down to it, it is a buffet. So what the heck of difference it makes if 'tourist's have first or 'tourist's + us having first. Big idiot. Somehow these guys need to know that pleasing the customer is the first step to the business satisfaction.

From then we moved onto Greenwoods. We give out the orders and we wait. It is here so many interesting things happened. There is hell of a indecisiveness in terms of who wants what. George says one , says another ,says samething again. Filp-flop. Same with most of them including me. We were all like is the scare still valid?? I personally don't think and as i have told them 101 times that WITH INDIAN STYLE OF COOKING BIRD FLU DIES "NOT ONCE BUT TWICE".

Then there was the fact that I had to digest: Harsha is vegetarian and doesn't fag. I guess he is one guy worth emulating. I mean with the sort of company he has and the way he leads his life with hardly anytime in the class, I thought this should have been by default. It takes lot of courage and will power in front of your friends to stick to your guns and not once get tempted or lured. Hats off to the people around too. The environment too plays a very important role. My goodness...i don't know if i would have been the same with company like that.

We have a telephone orders taking place in-tune with our ordering as thotti-gang fellows are on the way. We had a nice lunch that day and things started looking bright to me. The photo-session started with three Cameras ready to snap anyone anytime. This practise oflate has begun to catch up very fast. It started happening at regular intervals. We all gather in diffrenet different forms and start these sessions.

Picture is worth a thousand words...nothing more to be said about it...

A Very Disturbing day

It was a day i never wanted to come. It was a day whose events I wanted not to come. But that will all come later...

To begin with...

The first bad news of the day goes to: Blood donation camp on Tuesday i.e. on 21st March. I never a missed a chance of donating blood in the college for the past three years (obviously excluding the first year..)

Flashback:

Sounds all around. Phone coming from few friends. Come to college, Chiru is coming. Common man, be a sport. Should I? just for the heck of seeing chiru? Fortunately Nanna over-heard the convo and we head into a discussion. I let him know that people are all crazy to give blood so that they can have a chance to meet Chiru. It was then what he said had etched in my memory: Never ever hesitate to give blood. It is for a noble cause and there are millions every day because they couldn't get the blood at the right time.

From then on I have been regular till this date...next time...as always there always is a next time.

We climb all the way up and ask for HOD. Come to know he would be late. We decide to get our MID-TERM ANALYSIS done in the mean time. So we meaning mamu, loki, boggu, and me sit in the third floor ruminating what to do. Satti was busy with ME Class. We take up Shyam Shanmugam and get a brief idea of what convlution codes are, and what more decoding mechanisms are possible. It is amazing what can a simple brush with the text book yield such rewarding results...I quickly co-relate and say it all to the group members which makes them happy. It is then....

The Unthinkable Happens

Mamu goes berserek. It was mamu who wanted to us to go after the group who were with satti there. I cut him short and tell him they were there for different purpose. Brrrrrrr...comes the barrage of words. Not everything polite. Steps out, face contorted , sits down (a little far from me of course) turns his face that side and picks up his phone. He is as HOT as one can get... literally hot. Chitti acts as a mediator , tries to console mamu to take it lite...let it go. He wouldn't budge. Then is my turn to turn cool. He remonstrates me to start acting like a mature adult and reminds me of the worst habit that i have of negating everyone who starts off speaking. And that in my days to come this would wreak havoc..

I was deeply hurted. Am i really that bad when in company? Has it become a rule of thumb for me to start with a negation. Why is it that i don't realize ? Why is it that there aren't people like chitti who come out clean and tell me it is a bad habit i am having? Is it all the act that they put before me to appease me? Am i Bad? Do I like hurting people which not once enters my mind consciously? Don't I discuss things amiably and think in all directions? Why is it so sudden i feel all this gamut of emotions. These still haunt me..

Back to where we were. Mamu cools down and apologizes and ask me how i am? What the hell? I am perfectly all right...thank you. What's the point in being frank? It solves nothing except he feeling much more guilty because of his outburst. it is always better to be the first one to reconcile in argument-- read it somewhere and it worked like a charm here. It is from then begins my part 2....

Back to the present....

Slept very late yesterday...around 3'o clock to be precise. Was busy loading all the available softwares onto the system. Some worrying thought crept into my mind when cpu started making noise after a while.

For scanning, simple copying, it started those sounds. But everything else looked okay. For instance Adobe 7 was opening in a flash...so was Google Earth and many other heavy ones. So nothing with the 1GB RAM i have. So what was wrong then? Never tiring I did all that has to be done and loaded around two dozen softwares.

Slept with some apprehension as I was trying to reason was that a good choice I made in getting a 1GB one. Is it successful? The speakers are okay. Webcam alright.

From morning to now the problem has surfaced only once. I also tried talking with the Computer geek from Prod. He assured me of nothing wrong in whatever was happening.( Today..forget it..nothing useful at all. Somehow i must drill myself to let Mr.HODD call. ). From night I start my publicity with Ms. Talkative followed by Ms.Beau followed by many others in the days to come as i have come to realize there would be no point in bublicizing after a month with all the people taking care only in reading the present published blog. With that I end my bloggin today. Did Five I guess??? need to take it slowly from now.

am all excited in going to the yoga class tomorrow..

The Day before THE BIG C-4

(Don't worry all...the last part of the series... )

After he goes away, I knew I wouldn't be left alone that easily. Man is blessed with varied emotions. We are so very fortunate to experience them. No no philosophy here. I am just trying to get the point that not everything in the world goes as we think (which we do occasionally). because my mom comes and tell me with a smile that avva has gifted this to me. I was speechless and absolutely humbled to know that. There i so much to repay, so much help to be done. But i am helpless. But this act of hers has made me all the more responsible towards my life and I will not waste it.

A Very very Interesting end to the day:
I drop nanna and come the usual way and dicuss about my yoga classes which i would be taking up. Once back my mom tells me the importance of giving first before asking. It was just a thought from my friends that there would be no point in reselling it that prompted me to ask amma to prod along among our relatives to see if anyone would be willing to take i.e. Sowji or Goutami who might be needing it. But somehow we said no...then yes.. and no again. Finally a big yes. Mamma was thrilled on hearing and I also felt happy at my heart that I have done something good. It is this what my mom was referring. This same kind act was extended by avva which took everyone by surprise but not to amma who always believed in the maxim. It is then i realise there is nothing more better than extending selfless love and unconditional love at that. Never expect anything in return for favors you do. These small things go a long way in shaping people's life.

An Incident that has happened:

Not so long ago we were supposed to get some amount x which we lent to y. Y were reluctant to give and always gave an excuse not to give. We didn't push it. But very very long ago because of some pension scheme Nanna had to get some amount from Income Tax office which we gave up hope long ago. You are right...you guessed it right. Miraculously the amount we got from this IT and the amount lent to y were the same.

While this was shocking for me my mom tells this is just tip of iceberg and she says this has happenend so many times before. Well i may see more of it in my years to follow. She says one final word: Always there are two kinds of donations: education, food. The rest all follows after them. Have been etched in mind and would be done with heart and soul in the future.

The Day before THE BIG C-3

The Final Moments of Confrontation:

I ascend the lift with lot of dust in my eyes and rust in my head. (bad comparision i know...). I see a two new pair of chappal...but one of a lady. Feel little sad and happy at the sametime. Sad because the computer guy hasn't turned up...happy because there is someone else who 'parent's would be busy with.

Then i see only atha being there and computer guy just taking out all the things out... i am all smiles...It's like a dream come true...all the parts assembled here and there....he just taking out the hard disk and fixing it ..the dvd writer yet to be fixed...I was liking a child with a candy savoring each and every moment of it..To top it all there was not a word from nanna or amma regarding the hike...nothing not a bit....woooooh....what a relief that gave me...

I took out my digi cam ...took every pic of unassembled products. The headphones, CREATIVE speakers, webcam, the gaint screen...everything going right according to the plan. I wasn't happy on knowing that headphones can't be placed in place. I was literally mad about it. I specifically asked them for that. So in a last attempt he did phone the people to find out about the possibility. It was only when i came to know that there were bad experiences with the headphone connection in front and that it affects both RAM and ROM did i cool down. Everything else perfect. Four USB Cables...what more could i ask for.

Not everything was proper though. To start off...Mr.RAM didn't bring the slab i requested nor the power button. Then I felt like kicking myself for being so reckless regarding saving some files. The Birthday photos were gone. Vanished. Mom would chicken fry me. And she is going to have a sumptuous dinner inspite of Chicken flu scare. I haven't told her yet..planning not to...
Then this guy says it is a great discomfort for him to transfer the data from old hdd to new one.

I give a damn. Time ain't a factor, so without being so very blunt i spelt it out clearly what i would be doing. So began the process of formatting. Loading a new OS, then comes the new Office 2003. the system just is lightning fast.

One Good Thing That Day:
He was shocked, surprised and yet tried to put up a brave face on knowing the kind of softwares i have. He would love to get his hands on them. I have come a long way from the time me asking him for all the softwares and calling him to find out when i can come and take them. So he says a small interesting story about someone who hardly knew anything about the softwares et all to a person who knows everthing in a matter of few months. (Was he trying to indirectly refer to me...I ponder now) That was a moment of pride. The knowledge update i have obtained. The last time he really screwed my system up with unnecessary steps. Not the same mistake again.

I saw each and everything , not missing a moment of what he is doing. The best moments came when he has done putting speakers up. On playing the song 'Hrudayam Ekkadunnadi' my heart literally didn't knwo where it went. Oh my God!! it just has awsome SOUND... I am going to relish it all my life..

With that he leaves me...and the day isn't over yet...

The Day before THE BIG C-2

From the Lunch Time

I sit with the Fantastic Four during lunch. I confess what's going on in mind. (Why do I do that? Was I craving for Sympathy? If not why? Why should I tell what's going to happen, what is not? Keep your problems to your own..? where are you Kar..where are you?) . They pity, console me nothing won't happen no more. I feel little satisfied.

The Last But One MC Lab:
I also repeat the process with thotti gang in the MC Lab. Same response more or less in a different gesture. This lab again a goner. Reason: SYSTEM ARE DOWN TODAY. Read whatever has happened so far. Wow...kya reason hai. I think DSR is coming down to student level which is very good. There aren't any more moralistic speeches. There is more of helping students attitude. The last lab he asking about Ms.Laddos feelings of how she felt changed my perspective towards him. It's very good we have people like him. Unfortunately not all think the same. Well where was I?

Ya...all throughout we chat about the CPU and the monitors with mamma telling me that his monitor looks the smae as the one in the lab while both in fact have 2'inches of difference. Then me losing my hold and blurting out things not to be told and our bevy of girls ready to rip apart me in pieces. Finally and miraculously the period ends in the end. the only outcome of the lab being an assurance from RP saying she would try explainig all the ten programes. I was on the CLOUD NUMBER 9 to be precise...

On My Way:
I rush down...TIME: 4'0 clock. I realise they aren't leaving early. With a little grumblign and small banter I agree upon getting the number of our LIFE from Mr.HOD where unfortunately he isn't there. I come back and see NikMo eating ragada as leisuerly as possible. I felt like snatching and throwing it away but i controlled. It's okay...what the heck i can phone and stop the proceedings.

A little later after some assisstance from the TOMBOYS he starts moving. TIME : 4:20. NikMo starts off like a maniac let lose which i guess is due to my insistence on fast delivery . I ask him slow down , nothing at all is going to happen even if late and that reaching home in one piece is all i ask for , he does. But frankly, he was very much trying to help and i am thankful to him for that. But again even just before entering the lift I feel goosebumps on my face...reason-read this blog again..u idiot...

The Day before THE BIG C

this all what has happened the day before and also during the day the BIG C was ushered into the home..

The Day Before

We all sit. Nanna phones our tarnaka friend. I tell the list. then comes the discussion. Is it necessary i mean are the speakers necessary, i mean is a new mouse necessary, i mean why dvd writer...hello i am talking about the monitor here or the headphones...webcam...no entertainment nana...

I lose my temper. Tell them nothing is necessary except for the RAM Change and may be hard disk change getting the deal wrapped at 5 grand. After a heated exchange i rush into my room unable to sleep..no not because everything has gone awry. It is because nanna has mediator (as always ) has done an excellent job in mediating and getting amma calmed down. It was because i was in my imagination. imagining how would Chitti reaciton be after seeing this? will anyone dare call my system slow ever again? the range of things i would be doing once fixed up...
so many things i just couldn't sleep....

The D-Day i.e. Yesterday i.e. 21st March

Early in the morning after brining nanna the newspaper i have gone to the yoga class to find the details upon nanna's insisting. The only glitch is about the timing which i believe would take care of my entire days activity . I mean time has it's own way of taking toll on oneself. For getting up early i would be sleeping early..once from the class i can't sleep i have to spend time...now that with no t.v. viewing.. i will be stuck up with books which for so long a time i wanted to do but couldn't. phew...never realised the power of TIME.

Start off to the college at usual time and find Laddoo after ten minutes. Spend the time idling away there with nothing in particular to chat except for pullling her leg. The only interesting moment came when Laddoo suddenly sprang up a surprise saying she wouldn't be there for the review in the afernoon.. We all get prepared for it today itself. Me tried my best to get Mama cool down and make him understand.

But Chitti never fails to disappoint one. He gives us a big black HAND.
He hasn't turned up. But throughout the day as any sane person reading this far would understand my mind was only on the COMPUTER...COMPUTER.. and nothing else...

Slight Interlude:
With Sruju's phone( which has become a habit for me oflate w/o ever feeling lightly bad using their phone and which should be controlled from now on...) i have a dicussion with Mr.RAM.. something he says about the cost and the speakers upsets me. Speakers especailly because that's CREATIVE ones he is talking about i.e. the best quality one which pushed the bill higher. I couldn't understand what he meant when he said SIR has already told him.. told him WHAT?? I will be a chicken fry surely once in the home. It has gone much more than what was expected. So I will be getting what I was expected to get i.e. a Marriage band...to be cont...

GRAND HOLY DAY-2

Following Events

The day didn't end even after me spending some utmost unneseccary time uploading the photos after compressing. Evening around 5 i get to call Loki his time of arrival and also convey the same to Pinky or Swami Naidu.

'Sterling' - the place not to be ventured again, was where we both landed up and waiting for their arrival. 6:45 the show and 6:50 was the time .Still no signs of them. At last after five minutes we meet them and run rushing towards our seats only to see that picture hasn't started yet.

The movie Chronicles of Narnia-the second part of the seven part series by C.S.Lewis is a amazing work of fantasy and imagination. The movie was very clear and I believe anyone at anytime could understand where the movie was heading. Amazing special effects, good humor at times and imaginative sorroundings all the perfect ingredient for a fantasy movie. the voice was bad and half-the time me and vijay were bending forward to catch the voice. The ending I thought would have been much better with more time devoted to Aslan vs. The Witch. It just went pfffffff... in the end. Shrinks in comparison to the grand battle of LORD OF THE RINGS.

After the movie we head of SIXLEVEN where we had our dinner with one of the worst servicing ever. Noodles were okay but not the dishes. Even soup I ordered was looking odd meaning I got a feeling it wasn't fresh. Even the curry we ordered as Swami Naidu put it was fleshy. Definitely somehting fishy going on here.

CONCLUSION:

Never to venture again here and make the same mistake. Next time....there always is a next time.

Came home feeling guilty about not phoning and wasn't surprised with mom's reaction. should have had sense to phone. She shocked me by saying there would be a phone tagged along with me for days to come. After profusely apologising she gave up the idea and we went back to sleep happily everafter...

GRAND HOLY DAY

Early Events:
Woke up late in the morning. Started doing my things slowly and finally had a nice,warm bath. Was just browsing the net when comes the sound TRING TRING From Swami Naidu. Asks about the movie plan. Accepted. We speak further off the time we had the previous year of masti and doom with Harsha, Abhi, Chitti, me going on the bikes to Vij, venk place. Reminiscing about the good times we had. Convo ended. I was back to business..

I phone to chitti for his nod for the movie which he declines adding to which he says there is a lot coming up!! BEWARE!!!

It is fifteen minutes later i realize what he is talking about. Loki and Raja ring the door exactly the time when comes a call from pinky demanding to know the current booking status(which...poor fellow..knows me not fully...). He too knew of the upcoming events. First Time I dismissed saying there wouldn't be me in the trip of TBlower and Mr.Know-all. Now it was turning to a reality.Went down calmly without a fuss bidding bye to nannamma.

Holi Begins..
with Two Eggs at succession. and alladi at his worst best as he scrapped my mouth my neck , thankfully unlike avinash not everywhere. All the others with SPECTRUM Making the surprise visit. Nash lending a hand. What a fool was I thinking the HOLI wasn't going to be the same.

GOOD NEWS CAME ABOUT THE BALU'S RANK: 92nd in GATE. Damn, a definitive party booked. waited for vij,venk arrival in their grandest bike. Formalities completed. With vij missing a shot of my anda ball. off we go to Maheshwari to pick up some friends.

There we find Mr.Logic, Sattanna, Dhana and co. with their friends. We pack along and with some 12 people on four bike get going towards to Black Beauty's house. Tadaaaaaa....Brush with the police. I was scared and started feeling sad already with the events were turning out to be. If only they listened to what I had to say.

Loki comes and says calmly let's get going. It was a shocking -to be let go so easily and disappointing-with only fifty as fine. We go on a circuitous route to by pass via Balu's house which as I recollect now was complete waste of time. Anyway I was overjoyed to see my brain functioning 100% as I was traversing a route which I had done the last time around 4 months back. HIPPPPPIEEEEEEEEE...HIPPPPPPPIEEEEEEEEE...YAAAAAAAAAAAAAYAAAAA

Cloud 9 and nothing else..

Back at chitti's place there was nothing but fun. Banged colors all around with chitti being a top scorer with some 7 Ande including most unspeakable places. The photo shoot was the top notch. Many a good decisions I am making these with idea of bringing the camera the best one..

Had a variety of photos to be satisfied which by the way after two and a half hours on the net..
to be continued...

Our Project Woes

A Day Before Holi:

Prelude:
It is exactly ten days later I am writing the blog and the progress has been the same as it has been ten days back. Two days back we meaning Chitti, Laddoo and me were in the MODELSIM lab trying to get the best out of the program we had. It was on Chitti's idea we had come to college to suffer on of the painful days of our project.

Initially we were in the Lab near HOD's office where in we thought we could do something out of nothing. We started off by trying to discuss where exactly we were stuck. Then we decided to let go of the highly non-understandable VHDL program. So we were back to the basic site we started off with. The C-program we downloaded to understand gave us the chill that we don't even get in the examination hall. I mean the program was okay to start off with but we were unable to get our basics right. So we browsed through each term and tried to make sense out of it. It then stuck me that we never really did go through basics as none of us knew what constraint-length, (n,k,l) was. After a while we understood some.

Lunch Ke Baad:
The time was unbelieavbly 1:20 p.m. What The HECK?? Time was racing by i tell you.Me and Laddoo came to canteen and went back around two to the MODELSIM LAB. An unknown mystical spell was all around us. Was it because we were sleepy or was it because we were going crazy? It didn't take much time to figure that out. The C Program made smashed our brain to thousand pieces ..Chittis to Hundred Thousand Pieces. He was the guy looking like he lost everything in life. But I had a glimmer of hope with my new idea for our project. Why not write the code of our own?

Ms.Laddoo patiently listened to what I had to say and it sounded realistic enough when explaining. The next day when i tried was when came the bounceer- Are you Stupid or somehting? Don't you think that same idiot could have written the code as SIMPLE as you are trying to put? So I gave up trying. But it is a fantastic algorithm which I am definitely going to try in Java in days to come with help of buttons and stuff. An Absolute Programmers Challenge.

After The Lab:
After a long time I had a brush with the Volleyball. What was gratifying to me was that all the people there were like me so I didn't have to prove my guts out to compete with them? It is strange why I feel out of place when playing with experts and resultantly I wouldn't enjoy playing. But not the other time when I am playing with the people I know.

while coming out BANG comes the egg on my head? HOLI Boss...it was expected. Loki does that. A Few minutes later I was mauled by Abhi and Harsha. Fighting whom I landed in the bus safely.

Back in the Home:

Mom shocked to see the way i am. Had a quick bath just rejoicing the feeling of warm water . Was little disappointed with the way this year holi has went by thinking about the last year events. Dear me..if only I knew what was in store.

'PICNIC' at my place...

Rewind...Stop....Five Days Back

Five days back there was a 'PICNIC' as Ms.Laddoo would like to call it. Not a day goes without a hassle. Even that day. Chitti phones early in the morning to cancel his appointment. I go berserk. i had planned a quite Bawarchi Lunch here with Ice-Cream etc. after the project discussion and here he is trying to spoil the perfect atmosphere. I wasn't going to buy that. That was one of the reason. I had one more. We were lagging behind by a large margin. We had to complete the project, write a documentation, and prepare the viva. Three large processes to be done. and here he is with a sickest reason of being tired and trying to get away with the work. Finally he couldn't bear my anger and conceded.

After arrival:

Thoughts in My Mind:
Two things were running through my mind before their arrival. Why was Ms.Talkative so very sensitive of being an uninvited guest? I just didn't think about the matter. When I did I called her and here she is uncomfortable. I should have made the point clear that after all we are friends and there is no point in formalities. And then there was chitti who with body pains was trying to put up another reason for the postponement. Couldn't he come clean? all because I was angry forced him to come? Why doesn't he understand that I am not his lecturer or teacher there to reprimand him? I would have understood. That hurt me a little.

They did arrive on dot and the proceedings went neat and clean. I brought the ever famous Bawarchi Biryani with Butter Chicken. I was taken a back seeing Ms.Talkative not eating the pieces. After the lunch we had IQBAL Screening with mom chipping in at last and having a strange convo regarding my debating skills. oh...there was also Feast ice cream whose flavor i guess shouldn't be bought again.

All in all a satisfying 'PICNIC' day.

This Year's Oscars ROCKED

The title says it all. I found this year anchoring and the selection of movies at the 78th Annual Academy Awards a.k.a Oscars were fantastic and enjoyable.

'Crash' is a movie that has intrigued my senses and am not going to stop till I get my hands on it. I hear so much about this 'BrokeBack Mountain' and 'Munich' but still something stops me from getting at them. I just couldn't believe seeing Reese Witherspoon getting the Best Actress nod inspite of strong contenders. Walk the Line eh??

The presentation, the aura and the elegance in which these shows are made just makes me recollect the utter lack of sense with which our guys host the Awards shows? jeez...10 years is minimum time for them to at least touch the Tip of The Iceberg i.e. OSCARS'berg

Hypocritical Side of mine

6th March

I started off to the college very late and thought of doing something about the project. But fate had something else in store for me. For a very long time we witnessed a power failure which lasted more than 3 hours. It just put me off. I was so very excited after completing some of the programs I thought this is it..I am on rampage! Let me finish all the programs there are including now i.e. J2EE and Advanced Java. Pffff... went my zeal and I was like a inflated balloon.

We, meaning Mrs.Talkative and me reached college by 1'o clock. We thought submitting the form would be a walk-in job not more than 5 minutes. Computers crashed from their side and we had to oblige like sensible students after being asked to wait for another hour(which we spent in caneen.). Back at the form submission , if not for the separate girls Queue the lab would be a goner. Mrs. Talkative did take some pains to get my things done.

The only good thing of the day is when the TVS Suzuki broke down. Good?? Stop wondering. Good because I for once felt that every person can change and it reaffirmed my faith that someday he/she would definitely realize the foolishness with which one lead's their lives. I was like a non-stop chatterbox in the first two years of my engineering. Then it dawned on me whom am I satisfying and whom am I trying to impress or who am I to be the judge??

It was a pleasent shock to hear her saying she finds the life we lead is null. It carries neither a weight nor a responsibility or anything worthwhile in life. I found this months and tried to change myself. It did succeed for months to come. Again I reverted back to my old days. Behaving like a perfect idealist who does nothing bad, nothing waste, nothing unknowledgable. If only they moved the veil. Why do I try to deceive myself saying that everybody is the same and so no need to worry with what you are doing now? Why is it that it is easy to suggest someone, read so-and-so things, browse so-and-so websites when fact of the matter is I hardly do what I preach? This blog is helping me in what way I know not. It is like a testimony to all the events that took place on a day. It is just pushing my limits ,testing my hang of english, and constantly reminding EVEN AS I WRITE THIS that there are so many things that I have procrastinated and that it is high time I stop doing that.

Let me wait for the turn of the events to know what is in store for me.

'Zip-Zap'ed

Impressions are powerful things.
US man, Surya, YVKir, Mohan are the people i never thought would be the way they are now.
Very friendly, very talkative, fully focused and happily settled.
Saw what a Bowling alley is for the first time in my life. The balls bowled went without a aim and landed in the pit. Twice I bowled , twice the same result. Next time maybe.
The girls weren't talkative lot especialy Mrs.Sandya.
Then there was Hema, Cow, who were like ready-made jokers providing all the reasons to get entertained especially COW.
Our trip to Dhaba began around 5'o clock(by which time i had already had my lunch...chikki....ooph...thank god nanna was there -1st. to encourage me to go meet when i was making up my mind not to go,,2nd. to let me bring the chikki...). Ordered very long list of items and curd rice to finish throughout which I was like a school child in front of huge bunch of MEN. The fumes of the organ pipes were both shocking and thought provoking (esp.. Mr.Dimple, and Mr. Shiv)...more on the thinking later...
all in all after a few-heart-thumping moments (USman zip-zapping like crazy .....) i reached home, dropped dad , wrote this blog and went to sleep with no further saving of the blog..

An OKAY Day

The day is 3rd March.
Mr. Bragger ditches me.
I get very tired for no reason at all. it stumps me because I hardly did the programes for an hour with none of it getting executed.
A very Busy PHOTO SNAPPING Assignment given by nanna.
Nix comes with the car to pick me and Chitti up to the college which of course took more the time than expected.
Swamy Naidu just made me speechless with his arrival.
Classical music was excellent. Had a bit of mind-talking for a while debating what went wrong and how come none of our mates enjoy it. Apart from this there was another pressing issue of deciding who is great? Is it me because I appreciate art or them because they know more than me?
wait a sec...wait a sec....how in the world.....Damn it!!!
I took my CAMERA to the college for the very first time and had a blast with it especially the Art Gallery 'KRITI' with some of the best displayed here.
I also took quite a snaps. Ms.Laddoo's words didn't bode well with me. What the heck does she mean by me behaving like Monkey with a Mirror??
Alright time might heal it? why am I constantly comparing one another with me...when does my mind say enough is enough...why am I not able to take Mr. Balu seriously hereafter?
Has he not being 'courtesive' during the Internals that bad to be normal with him??
should think more about this in the future...
Theme ballet sucked big time. No relation, no synchronization, not enough time, no good dancers and to top it all 'INTRA-COLLEGE' event. What more could be abysmal?
I mean there wasn't any coherence of events as it all fizzled out like a classroom talk?

fag end of the night we meaning Kris, AlterEgo, Nix, Nikks, Chitti and me had dined outside. Noodles were very cold but the taste excellent. Some made really bad decisions : Case in point: chitti(qubanikameeta with vaneela), Nix(the soup gobbled him up...little sense...he could have added a bit more salt...)
12 is when i return home..share it with dad and mom, go to sleep...

"Yester"Day dominated by Euphoria

I had to forcefully pull myself to write this. I am forcing all the negative forces that tell me: You can do it later, why such a hurry? If not today tomorrow???????. Procrastination has done so much bad for me. All my zeal and energy have been sapped. So many things I wanted to write and share. That's all another issue.

It was around 11'0 clock I started off to the college and on the way I was pleasently surprised to find Mr.Dhana asking for a lift. I couldn't take when he said:This Scooter is not fit for you!! I believe it doesn't matter what transport you use as long as you can go from place A to place B. Of course being the only one in the college bringing scooter does make me oddball.

Once in the college I first loitered around to find 'mykind' of people, couldn't. Then i saw my associate, Visu, and Brainy walking towards me with a mixed feeling of dejection and boredom. Dejected??- HOD asked them to come to discuss project today.
Boredom??- they are bored by all the events around.
Same was the case with me for sometime. There weren't much to discuss between ourselves except for the pleasentries. It was then I realized how much I was missing not being in part of the organising the event. I see all my juniors and some of those 'extroverted' candidates of our college pouring all they can towards preparing a gala event. I had to take up something, what?

Mr.Wipro is a very busy man. I thought I could share some of his burden. First task given try bringing the mike from the seminar hall. Whom to contact? first Mr.CrackedNut , then CSE Dept., then again Nut and finally Mr.Siddu. One small glitch- a letter of permission. Didn't waste anytime wrote a letter withing seconds..(it was only two lines you see...) and got the thing done. I had such a joy doing such a small thing in a event of such a large magnitude. I could see descrepencies everywhere. I tried to correct but Who Would listen? Does anyone care to listen to person who did nothing anytime and suddenly wants to behave as a team leader? No, I definitely think not. I left.

I went from person to person asking if there is anything else I can do. Suprised were they. Couldn't think of any?Little earlier I would have been one of them putting my heart and soul into the things I care. But not this time. Seeing Mr.Nut agitated on not finding bins I lend him a hand and also patted him on doing such a wonderful job. the reply I got saying : That is first best compliment he had got for five long days and that It has also lifted his spirits. What am I missing all throughout? Why do I feel guilty? Were I not the one who announced to everyone to participate and contribute to the event? Who turnded a traitor at the last moment just because of bunch of guys wanted to enjoy life sitting and doing nothing but idling away time chatting and laughing about nothing in particular..

more to follow...got to see how the second day goes(i.e. today)...

My First Blog

I wanted to do this for quite a long time. I have heard so much about blogging that I never really bothered about why everybody is so crazy.
But off late there are so many things happening that I can no longer stay put. I have to blurt it out. What better way than 'blog'ging it.

The day started off like a race-course with me having hardly fifteen minutes for my 'Refreshment' early in the morning. I had to be on time for my J2EE course but again I have to be on time to pick my mom up. Had a very hurried bath and brush. The class as it turns out wasn't upto the mark. Can't blame him poor guy. He is trying his best to make it nice. But I realize without practise it is going to be as good as an advertising leaflet.


Well tomorrow all i am going to do is practise. Waht a luck ! I can't install weblogic because it takes up my RAM Space. With five programmes so far covering EJB all i have to make sure is type faster without errors and start from scratch and learn to see the output.

Had a very nice conversation with our DCCN Lecturer with whom i would taking handful of challenging programs for my practise. Then came the presentations which nearly as Mr. Roxz put it drained all the ounces of blood from your brain. Had to bear and also reminded me to take up a topic soon . The benchmark has definetly risen with the kind of presentations today. I have to prove my metal...(by 23rd of this month of course...)

Came home and gave off those cd's and had my head cool after the spat with that guy who illegally accused me of ditching without money. Damn, did i do the right thing? Only time will tell..