UP n DOWN - Round n Round

2009-07-23T20:39:00.002+08:00

CONVOCATION!
THE END to be followed with the BIG START!!!

Standing before a crowd of few hundreds for the inauguration of the convocation ceremony wasn't such an easy task as i would have liked it to be,but it didn't fall short of my personal expectation. I got the chance to lead the ceremony for the later part of the day for one of the most recognized event of the university. Be it just 20 minutes it summed up my years in NTU. Though my actual convocation is a week away and i still am waiting to receive my degree, i still felt like i had graduated. As i spoke of university, the memories we create and friends we made i could imagine all the good times of the last 4 years in the split seconds of pause between my talking points. Now that i realized i was in two minds while speaking (one nervous about performance and other being happy about being their at the center of the event) and guess that lead to few fumbles. But all in all a great day and a good speech by my standards to look back when you are getting old or are just plain OLD!

Unfortunately i wished i could share the moment with loved ones who really matter to me and who have been there for most parts of my life showing the right path. Down about the fact that i couldn't share my success story with them today but also happy that they weren't there for something that may not be as great i perceive it to be. I could have done something else, something better (maybe) or just something so spectacular that people wrote about it in place of me blogging about it.

So let see how things go ahead from this point of life. If i think my past successes weren't worth gloating about then i still have a future where i could earn my bragging rights with something new, different and just plain spectacular.

At LAST HAPPY GRADUATION to ME and to my fellow 2009 graduates!!!

2009-03-15T15:37:00.003+08:00

Excitement Missing

I was talking a friend of mine who just moved out of home. Who is experiencing the excitement and anxiety of living alone and by self for the first time. And that's when i started to think of the times when i felt the same way. The times when i had to step out of the place i called home,my comfort zone and moved oceans away to an alien land all by myself.

What went south and when did this happen. I used to be excited and passionate about things and now i just want to get over the present and hope that future is pleasant and comfortable to my liking (i.e. just hoping as i don't think i ever worked towards this goal). Even Facebook Quiz tell me that i am acting like a "16 Year Old" and I would die "Lying in pool of my own vomit". Funny that I hope both are not connected as i agree with the first and not the later keeping in mind the fact that I probably end this lifetime without ever willingly taking a sip of alcohol lower my chances of ever getting drunk and vomiting till death.

As of life updates still no job, no good grades, no apartment to stay in future, no money (depleting and will be NO soon) and no girlfriend. But i am surprisingly still calm and composed. Anyone else in similar situation might have gone nuts or that's what i hear from my fellow friends in the same boat of misery and failure.

So it seems i am made differently from my boat-mates and in words of great writers i am UNIQUE (note i didn't say SPECIAL, me using that word for myself will just be retarded).

In words of Gloria Gaynor - I WILL SURVIVE. (I SURVIVED AND CURRENTLY SURVIVING)

Cheers

last post: hints have stopped coming. It kinda clear its a NO. Self congratulation on deciphering the complicated hint/lady code.

Disclaimer: This post is for random reading purpose only. Any resemblance to the living me and my friends is purely coincidental. cheers.. :P

2009-03-07T16:25:00.002+08:00

Hint Hinting and Hinted...

ABC of Politics , ABC of Gossiping, ABC of Bitching, ABC of Sarcasm, ABC of Starting relationship and maybe ABC of every single conversation needs mastery in the ART of HINTING.. The art of saying things without saying the actual words, The art of asking questions without the question mark, The art of just being secretive all the way and not let any question go unanswered.

But one the key to success of HINTING is that both need to be masters at this art, the message conveyor and the one receiving it... Most of the cases its not what happens, reason unknown..

Recently it happened again.. My FRIEND tried hinting something to someone (as he think he misread her hint) and now he feels like a Jack as he made a fool of himself or so he thinks he did. All i am hinting here is its hard for guys to actually read the fine lines between the hints of ladies. The cliched argument heard at start of every relationship or every time a guy tries asking someone out.

So GIRLS STOP HINTING!!!!.. F*@% you like someone say it out or you don't want anything to do with the guy then SHOOOOOOO him off.. Here my dear friend is stuck trying to comprehend the mixed signals from his friend (or could she be more) but its his fault too as he is not ready to stop hinting himself and ask the gal out straight...

So its just my friend with the troubles so do help the brother out...
hint hinting and hinted..

Disclaimer: This post is for random reading purpose only. Any resemblance to the living me and my friends is purely coincidental. cheers.. :P

2009-01-11T16:17:00.005+08:00

Don't Dream its Over ....
Is It???

With so called a global financial crisis lurking in every horizon one may wonder if this is the right time to enter this messed up world. Leave the wonderful, relatively carefree student life and enter the jungle beyond the University walls. Its so hard to imagine this transition as we tend to get divided between our Dreams and Reality.

When we were kids we might have thought of becoming something, achieving greatness or just doing something respectful once we grow up. But when we don't seem to get anywhere near to materializing these dreams then Growing up is ain't an option.

In my case i got different priorities as i didn't actually spend much time figuring out what i was dreaming about. I don't think being superman or his friend was a realistic dream. So what i need to look carefully into my dreams and find what i really want to become once i graduate from University.

6 months left and the clock is ticking fast. Will it be the financial sector that everyone seems to be frowning upon but honestly speaking by looking at the jobs and salaries my friends who have managed to get those jobs i don't think these banks are in any trouble. Or should i hope that i land a "lucrative" engineering job (which mayn't exist for my kind of grades in class).

25 job applications still waiting for a reply or sitting on the rejection email. Not that i wanted those 25 odd jobs which i applied to, as i was just acting like a sheep and following my herd of friends. Now the troubling thought is "Whats next?".

Keep dreaming? What else is left to do!!!

And wait for things to fall into place. Until then i have to listen to people who seem to be more optimistic about my future than me. In a way i hope they are right. Being in Union and slogging my ass of as the Prezz, working as top student official for University, playing half a dozen of games at inter university level and 6 month long internship where i knew nothing about the job were no doubt incredible experience, but if it doesn't get me some job interviews or better a job then it seems like a major waste of time which could have been spent on books.

For a fact nothing that happened in last 4 years was what i might have dreamed about or was even close to what i wanted but at this point of time i don't seem to have any obvious regret for last 4 years. So if history is any guide to future i think i can continue dreaming of great things even if they don't come to reality. I might not be a Young millionaire or a Nobel prize winner by my late 20s but whatever happens i sincerely think i wont have any regrets about it.

~Cheers~

2009-01-08T23:54:00.004+08:00

Friendship : forever or whenever

Its just been a hard time making lifelong friends when you are the one who jumps town now and then. Logic says clearly says that none of the friends are lifelong (be it the life so far) as one never was around for the entire period of time. So here comes the personal dilemma should or should i not spend time getting/keeping friends with potential to be knighted as Lifelong Friend. Not much of a dilemma as i do like the friends i have and wouldn't spent every ounce of my energy keeping them around no matter how short my stay is at the particular town in question. But the problem is i sincerely doubt that my sentiments are reciprocated every single time.

Why suddenly this doubt one may wonder? Its just happened today (not for the first time though) that one who i considered a good friend and possible could have been the one of the lifelong friends unknowingly shattered my fairy tale by being reluctant about some simple hanging out session as her new BFF (aka Bf) wasn't happy about it. So what i am trying to figure out is how does couple of weeks of romance trump years of friendship. I am just whining as its not the first time it has happened and wont be the last. And by the time i wake up tomorrow morning i would have forgotten all about this tiny incident as nothing has changed as we still are great friends and these things happen beyond our control.

All i am really scared of is i don't want to be the one who someday might accidentally hurt one of my close friends if i happen to choose a romantic interest over friendship. So all my friends advance apologies as this day will come and i will be all oblivious about what i might have done then.

p.s. if you haven't figured out i am really talking about a small group of my close friends who are of OPPOSITE sex and hence arises this problem of chosen Bf over friend. So i shall talk about "Can a guy and a gal be really good friends and nothing else?" some other day if i figure out the answer myself.

~Cheers~

2008-08-24T21:31:00.003+08:00

Something funny i came across in one of the game forums...
Though the topic is not the kind that will anyway humor the female friends of mine..

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I was riding to work yesterday when I observed a female driver cut right in front of a pickup truck, causing him to have to drive onto the shoulder to avoid hitting her.

This evidently angered the driver enough that he hung his arm out his window and gave the woman the finger.

"Man, that guy is stupid," I thought to myself.

I ALWAYS smile nicely and wave in a sheepish manner whenever a female does anything to me in traffic, and here's why I drive 48 miles each way every day to work. That's 96 miles each day.

Of these, 16 miles each way is bumper-to-bumper. Most of the bumper-to-bumper is on an 8 lane highway.

There are 7 cars every 40 feet for 32 miles. That works out to be 982 cars every mile, or 31,424 cars.

Even though the rest of the 32 miles is not bumper-to-bumper, I figure I pass at least another 4000 cars.

That brings the number to so! meeting like 36,000 cars that I pass every day. Statistically, females drive half of these.

That's 18,000 women drivers!

In any given group of females, 1 in 28 has PMS. That's 642.

According to Cosmopolitan, 70% describe their love life is dissatisfying or unrewarding.
That's 449.

According to the National Institute of Health, 22% of all females have seriously considered suicide or homicide.

That's 98.

And 34% describe men as their biggest problem. That's 33.

According to the National Rifle Association, 5% of all females carry weapons and this number is increasing.

That means that EVERY SINGLE DAY, I drive past at least one female that has a lousy love life, thinks men are her biggest problem, has seriously considered suicide or homicide, has PMS, and is armed.

Give one the finger? ...... I think not.

2008-08-18T02:08:00.009+08:00

DOUBLE DOUBLE DIGITS
22nd Birthday

One year after the much hyped 21st Birthday... One whole year of so called total legal freedom to do what couldn't be done earlier... possible Increased Mature mentality... But did these things really bring a change?? Have I grown in the past years or its just been the same old long drive of life where i keep wondering every moment I get: "Are We There YET?"

I took a moment (to be frank a whole 30 min) starting when the clock struck midnight.. before I could indulge myself in the Birthday celebration,cake,gifts that awaited in my hostel lounge I had to figure out what happened so far and what i really want to happen in the years to come and most importantly how to get things to happen....

So highlights of past 364 days would be me becoming the University Union President; Me getting to go overseas to Hong Kong on a University Trip; Interning at IBM (getting taste of work life); for good or bad getting into a complicated relationship and before it could take any form got into another similar arrangement with someone else.(details not to be disclosed).

Things I got to enjoy most for the last 8736 hours was mainly the strong bonds and friendship i had.. Some new and some old and cherished ones..Plus the great Fame that came along with the Presidency...

One thing i didn't like about every single minute of the last 524160 minutes was how i was changing as time passed by. The stress, work and emotional turmoils that i had never experienced before.. All of this made me more serious (politically correct word for rare occurrence of depression.. :p), political and careful(contrary to what i wish:Variety and Risk adds spice to life)..

All in all I just let 31449600 seconds pass by without winning a Olympic gold medal, Nobel prize or any other mind boggling achievement that could have marked my 21st year of life in some History books... But atleast my Autobiography if ever written will have my last 31449600 seconds as the most happening and possibly the most valuable seconds of my life so far..

Final shout out to my Family to feeding me,clothing me and supporting me for so long.. and hope you do it more longer until i can do something on my own...

Shout out to my friends who if not been there i would have been locked up in some Madhouse for sure by now.. Apologies for all the nonsense i put you all through but i love you all...

And Heart out to my dear Kryptonite (jelly)... Good to have you around.. hope the friendships can last for as long as I have my sanity...

2008-08-17T13:56:00.002+08:00

Continue ----- on previous post

Just wanted to clarify that it wasn't my Movie critic side of the brain that wrote the Post... It was my philosophical,twisted and depressed side that came up the post idea... not depressed but just thought provoked by the sadistic topic of Love being the kryptonite of all SuperHeroes...

This got me thinking that if Superheores are no match for the seductive attraction and destructive nature of Love how can we survive.. We mere mortals who actually get affected by even the smallest emotional turmoil in our life... I learnt from my observation and sadly some minor personal experiences that there is no way out... And basically i wrote the previous crap mainly to pass a message on some uninterested ears of my so called Kryptonite....

And to end this i again will mention a movie : Wall-E.. great movie watch it.. entertaining for hardcore Love fanatics and had amazing graphics with important life lesson in particular environmental advice...

2008-08-06T02:10:00.001+08:00

Immortality or Love

Just finished watching HANCOCK and the topic sprung up in the mind. Not for the first time though. The concept of Superheroes falling in love and losing their powers and becoming Human is not a new concept to writers I believe. Take for example a new Drama series named “New Amsterdam” also portrayed this phenomenon. An immortal guy who will only turn mortal the day he unites with his true love.

So what is that is about the whole concept of love that writers take it to be the Kryptonite for any kind of Superman. Or can we just extend the same logic to normal humans if not completely. Easy counter argument to the suggestion would what worse can happen for a normal human? Love will just make us more Human? Does this make sense?

Let’s take one piece of this puzzle at a time. Immortality is something great men have sought after for ages. This may not just be confined to the realms of Age or living but mainly about leaving a permanent mark in the sands of times. In simple terms be so famous that even if you are dead people still remember you. (Not applicable to the Literal Immortals). I said Great men before as I can only state examples if any of the guys who are immortalized by their action or presence in the History of mankind but nevertheless the people who failed trying which could include every soul on the planet shouldn’t be forgotten for argument sake as they did dream of being Immortal.

Second piece is LOVE. The strong predilection, enthusiasm, or liking for anything. Be it for the parents, siblings, Lady/Guy special friend, better halves, or lifeless objects like books, cars etc, etc and etc. This feeling of attachment can be so strong that the Human or Superhero may subconsciously ignore his or her environment. As in Filmy dialogues state you lose hunger, sleep, and will to do anything or stop doing everything else just to enjoy the company of the loved one or spend the endless time doing the thing you love.

So if we take the 2 pieces together I would like to simply say that you can’t be immortal unless and until you really are in love with the concept of being immortal. Any other center of love will just force the individual to fall into the vicious but most heart-warming experience of lifetime.

I am not a Blind man and can clearly see the changes in the people in my friend’s circle who turn into some cuckoos on the slightest hint of likeness. This makes me wonder that what kind of power the “LOVE” word might hold when it grasps on our very emotional and developed/evolved monkey brains.

History repeats itself and humans/superheroes never learn from mistakes. We will keep falling in love and keep getting killed in the process. But at least I can hope at the end the lover goes down in the ground as very a satisfied dead body with a smile on the face. And as long as this mistake is repeated we will have movies being made year after year with love as the centerpiece.

So at the moment all I have to say is KUDOS to LOVE for fuelling writers with ideas so many worthy/worthless movies. And end note I personally being a Fan of superheroes and comic book characters I just feel that it’s high time we find some other alternative human emotion that can be as deadly as LOVE so as to make this Superhero thing more interesting.

2008-07-23T01:50:00.004+08:00

~ Age 21 ~

~ Age of Reason! ~

While conveying my Birthday Wishes to my beloved friend Deepika on her 21st birthday it came up in the conversation that this topic could be something interesting to write upon. Interesting topic to use some of my virtual ink to maybe figure out whats the big deal with "Turning 21".

Of course the obvious that would first come to your mind would that 21 is the age where you are finally legally allowed to engage in some of the previously forbidden activities. Depending on where you come from you maybe legal to Vote, Drink Alcohol, Watch R-rated movies or to be able to participate in the act of fornication.

But is that all? or is there more to it than just these acts showcasing complete legalized freedom.

There were so many rules and regulations to abide by before we turned 21 so its natural that everyone gets excited on the thought of turning 21. (for some people it might be 16, or maybe 18). Even if they don't get excited on their own the friendly company around will remind that its time to cut loose and go crazy.

I took sometime to think about this in a personal context as i already have turned 21. To start off my 21st birthday wasn't any great as I did spend most of day sleeping or crashing in front of my laptop. I found that its not worth being excited about turning 21 as i had already did half the crazy stuff that people look forward to do and the other half of my list activities could be left for the time when i actually felt i was old enough to engage in them and not because my DOB said so.
So what actually happens at 21.. (or happened in my case)....

You grow up to become
Reasonable

We are no longer young to get excused for all our childish behaviors (list is endless).
Now we have to be responsible for our own life altering decisions. for example most might be choosing careers or higher education paths at this age; and some might be even starting Families (couple of my friends just got married few weeks ago. Shocked!!!)
We get to enjoy endless freedom which we need to learn to use with responsibility and here comes the part where we need to use reason and analyze every new step we take.

So thats what I think happens. But I will update this again and again as and when some new idea strike my head or my friends mention something. Until then..

Cheers..

2008-07-20T15:04:00.002+08:00

A packed week ahead... Loads of camps in school to attend and loads of meetings to prepare for.. I also have couple of ceremonies to attend as guest and some as a speech giver... Speech!!! ya speech.. i gotta give speech to 6000 freaking freshmen in a weeks time.. I am going nuts with all this pressure.. not really as i get so lottle time to think about it..

Anyway this is what i got written till now.. (kidding!! i got one of my friend to write it for me.. but still under name so i shall publish it..)

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A very warm welcome to you, as you embark on a brand new chapter in your life as an undergraduate student in NTU. These last three years at NTU have meant the world to me and as I embark on my final year, I look into your fresh faces with reminiscence and memories.

NTU is a place not only a place full of opportunities but also fresh starts. Whoever you may or may not be in the past, all which can change here in NTU. NTU seeks to suit and nurture each and every one of you sitting here. If you are striving towards impeccable academic success, there is a wide range of programmes available for you to choose from that have helped to connect a student to the world. For example, enriching overseas experiences offered through participating in the Global Immersion Program or INSTEP, to name a few. Those eager to broaden your academic learning can also take up Double Majors or complete the various types of minor programmes that are made available to you. Apart from minors, a host of broad-based electives like Forensic Science, Astronomy, Foreign Languages and Arts Appreciation are also available.

Many of you would have just completed the Orientation Camps and gotten your first taste of communal living in our Hall of Residences. Residing on campus will be a much-cherished experience as the friendships you build and the bonds you cultivate will last a lifetime. For myself, I was allocated to Hall 15 and haven’t moved out ever since. I have been actively part of hall activities such as the inter-hall games, various events, dinners and enjoyed the company of numerous friends and neighbours from all over the globe.

For me, serving in the Students’ Union has really been an enriching experience that has allowed me to recognise my leadership potential and to hone my man-management skills. As a junior officer in my first term, I experienced the changes that came about with new policies and as President during the last academic year, I have gained valuable experiences, learnt meaningful lessons and made many good friends along the way.

I’m sure many of you here will share the same sentiments as I do. As I spot many new faces here beaming with excitement, I believe you will find life as an NTU student fulfilling and brimming with opportunities and choices that might ultimately shape your life. They can be found in the Students’ Union, various Academic Clubs, Hall Committees and organizations that will cultivate and further enhance your experience here. They include societies like Cultural Activities Club, the Sports Club or the highly-decorated Welfare Services Club. With the additional 40-over interest-based clubs, ranging from the Chinese Society, to the Outdoor Activities Club, to the Motoring Club, to AIESEC, to the Red Cross, you can expect to meet and better understand their missions through the upcoming Union Welcome Carnival.

A friend of mine reminded me of this quote from Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar, “There is a tide in the affairs of men, which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound up in sorrows and in miseries. On such a full sea, are we now afloat, and we must take the current when it serves or lose our ventures.”

I think that what that quote means is that life passes us by so quickly and opportunities are rare. Because of that, we have a duty, to be vigilant in protecting our dreams. Furthermore, we should not only embrace the opportunities to succeed but also the opportunity to laugh, to see the enchantment in the world, and most importantly, to live. Because life doesn't owe us anything. As a matter of fact, I think we owe something to the world. And, if we can just believe in ourselves and our dreams, we can succeed. Believe in yourselves, believe in and seize the opportunities NTU can give you.

I wish you all the best in your upcoming years in NTU!

2008-05-28T02:35:00.002+08:00

Each one of us is a Brain; and an Athlete; and a Basket Case; a Princess and a Criminal.

Sincerely Yours

The Breakfast Club

2007-05-07T20:15:00.000+08:00

YIPEEEE its the time of the year...

10 days into the holidays and the feeling hasn't set in. The feeling of freedom and no form of deadline to keep up with our task to perform... Maybe just have to wait until I get back to my new home at Vizag. This time have total plans of reaching home before the record time of 7 days as the last vacation...Can’t even call the current period holidays as I do have presentation for BioQuest to prepare for... Oops need to write it first... Oops again need to think about what to write... UNION as usual has some time consuming activities store for me in very very near future. speaking of UNION I still have one pending decision of weather to run for next years election or not... will get to that when the election date is finalized or better when my post to which I shall chair myself in is decided… One after another people are on there way off to there HOME Sweet Home and I am stuck here for approximately another 10 days…

Plan of action for the 10days:

Jot down something so as to speak sense for 25minuntes of business presentation for BioQuest… That’s not difficult except the part of making sense…
Finish all pending work of the Union trip to India... yeah baby that’s going to be fun… not the work but the trip.. This trip will be blast, even if its not I shall consider it to be as it provides me a very very cheap alternative to get home.
Ask the lady out for the long awaited movie outing... Name shall not be disclosed due to possible legal ramifications if the planned event doesn’t go as desired.
Under all above circumstances and activities stick to some kind of budgeting as running on NEGATIVE 800$ on the scholarship fund is not a very good idea… good thing my mom doesn’t check this or she sure to ask for my bank account details…

SO holidays need to celebrated and I feel before I immerse myself into another couple of months of fruitless vacation I could sum up what a wonderful or not so wonderful last 6 months of semester were...
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HMM I have enough said...

2007-02-10T13:10:00.000+08:00

A great piece of write up i came across...
Hilarious and quite true for who all suffering from the same plight...lol

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From: Karan Bhat

The Plight of southindian guys!!!-A MUST READ

Apparently written by an IIM-A graduate .......

"The Travails of Single South Indian men of conservative upbringing" or "Whywe don't get any..."
Yet another action packed weekend in Mumbai, full of fun, frolic andintrospection. I have learnt many things.
For example having money when none of your friends have any is as good asnot having any. And after spending much time in movie theatres, cafes andrestaurants I have gathered many insights into the endless monotony that isthe love life of South Indian men. What I have unearthed is mostdisheartening.
Disheartening because comprehension of these truths will not change ourstatus anytime soon. However there is also cause for joy. We never stood achance anyway.
What loads the dice against virile, gallant, well educated, good looking,sincere (Kanna)diggas, mallus and tams?
Our futures are shot to hell as soon as our parents bestow upon us namesthat are anything but alluring. I cannot imagine a more foolproof way ofmaking sure the child remains single till classified advertisements or thatmaternal uncle in San Francisco thinks otherwise.
Name him "Parthasarathy Venkatachalapthy" and his inherent capability tocombat celibacy is obliterated before he could even talk. He will grow to beknown as Partha. Before he knows, his smart, seductively named northyclassmates start calling him Paratha.

No woman in their right minds will go anyway near poor Parthasarathy. Hisinvestment banking job doesn't help either. His employer loves him though.He has no personal life you see.
By this time the Sanjay Singhs and Bobby Khans from his class have smallbusinesses of their own and spend 60% of their lives in discos and pubs. Theremaining 40% is spent coochicooing with leather and denim clad muses intheir penthouse flats on Nepean Sea Road. Business is safely in the hands ofthe Mallu manager. After all with a name like Blossom Babykutty he cant usehis 30000 salary anywhere. Blossom gave up on society when in school theyautomatically enrolled him for Cookery Classes. Along with all the girls.
Yes my dear reader, nomenclature is the first nail in a coffin of neglectand hormonal pandemonium. In a kinder world they would just name the poorsouthern male child and throw him off the balcony. "Yes Appa, we have namedhim Goundamani.. ." THUD. Life would have been less kinder to him anyway.

If all the women Upadhyays, Kumars, Pintos and, god forbid, the Sens andRoys in the world were distributed amongst the Arunkumars, Vadukuts andChandramogans, we would all be merry casanovas with 3 to 4 pretty things ateach arm. But alas it is not to be.
Of course South Indian women have no such issues. They have names which arelike sweet poetry to the ravenous northie hormone tanks. Picture this:"Welcome, and this is my family. This is my daughter Poorni (what a sweetname!!) and my son Ponnalagusamy (er.. hello..).." Cyanide would not be fastenough for poor Samy. Nothing Samy does will help him. He can pump iron,drive fast cars and wear snazzy clothes, but against a braindead dude calledArjun Singhania he has as much chance of getting any ...., as a BenedictineMonk in a Saharan Seminary.
Couple this with the other failures that have plagued our existence. Anyattempt at spiking hair with gel fails miserably. In an hour I have a crownof greasy, smelly fibrous mush. My night ends there. However the northy justhas to scream "Wakaw!!!" and you have to peel the women off him to let himbreathe.
In a disco while we can manage the medium hip shake with neck curls, oncethe Bhangra starts pumping we are as fluid as cement and gravel in a mixer.Karan Kapoor or Jatin Thapar in the low cut jeans with chaddi strap showingand see through shirt throws his elbows perfectly, the cynosure of allattention.

The women love a man who digs pasta and fondue. But why do they not see thesimple pleasures of curd rice and coconut chutney? When poor Senthilnathanopens his tiffin box in the office lunch room his female coworkers justdisappear when they see the tamarind rice and poppadums. The have allrematerialised around Bobby Singh who has ordered in Pizza and Garlic bread.(And they have the gall to talk of foreign origin!)
How can a man like me, brought up in roomy lungis and oversized polyestershirts ever walk the walk, in painted-on jeans (that makes a big impression)and neon yellow-rib hugging t- shirts? All I can do is don my worn "comfortfit" jeans and floral shirt. Which is pretty low on the "Look at me daddy"scale, ... just above fig leaf skirt and feather headgear a la caveman, anda mite below Khakhi Shirt over a red t-shirt and baggy khakhi pants andwhite trainers a la Rajni in "Badsha".

Sociologically too the tam or mallu man is severely sidelined. An averagetam stud stays in a house with, on average, three grandparents, three setsof uncles and aunts, and over 10 children. Not the ideal atmosphere forsome intimacy and some full throated "WHOSE YOUR DADDY!!!" at 3 in themorning.
The mallu guy of course is almost always in the gulf working alone on someonshore oil rig in the desert. Rheumatic elbows me thinks.
Alas dear friends we are not just meant to set the nights on fire. We arejust not built to be "The Ladies Man". The black man has hip hop, the whiteman has rock, the southie guy only has idlis and tomato rasam or an NRIaccount in South Indian Bank, Ernakulam Branch.
Alas as our destiny was determined in one fell swoop by our nomenclature, sowill our future be. A nice arranged little love story. But the agony ofcourse does not end there.
On the first night, as the stud sits on his bed finally within touchingdistance and whispers his sweet desires into her delectable ear,she blushes, turns around and whispers back "But Amma has said only onsecond Saturdays... "

2007-01-01T19:21:00.000+08:00

The way I ended the 06year..last week some memorable encounters

Basically just cool chritmas celebration and to add to top of that a nice New Years. Was invited to church on the 24th by my lovely friend and did see and hear some the ways the fetivities are clebrated by people in church. and the chritmas clebration continued to be another house party at my same friends home. Its was nice to be at someones house after a long time as i hostel life is not that great all the time when it actually comes to homely environment. So lots of chit chat with my Uni friends to also were invited and all in all a very new way i celebrated chritmas.

A day later joined one of my friends for a movie and then in the night had to go see off my two good friends atthe airport.. In just happened that i had 3 hrs to kill until that an i ended up buying some clothes..i just figured if i wanna attend classes next semi need to have enough clean clothes. and so shopping and then airport and then back hostle for a sleep.

Highlight of the week New Years Eve.. went to esplanade to watch the fireworkshow. and did watch a movie and had dinner before it did start.. The Firework display was amazing stuff. Though i didnt get the complete picture while i was trying to get my friend balance on a firehose to get a better view.. But all in all great show and i enjoyed it.. At the end met some juniors but they being shy didnt talk much to them.. waited for a cab but ended waiting for 5 hrs and taking MRT later as there were no cabs available.

So a blasting week to end the Year..
Hope the New Year is better than the last one..

Wish you all Happy New Year too...

2006-12-30T02:53:00.000+08:00

Times of Despair

(newsletter:30th Dec)

As it already states its the posting that will shed light on my Blog topic "UPS & LOWS" basically i shall talk of "LOWS". To start off i am might be running out of cash faster than i can realise. I am totally hopeless in handlling cash as i just end up spending everything in hand. and this these the least of my problem. Secondly, my real 2 good friends who u could say were my only so called non judgemental listners, (even if they judged they were polite about it) have left for the land of oppurtunities for an exchange programme so next semester looks lonely and desolated. Even starting of the year looks lonely and sad as i really dont have any plans for the countdown timeslot.. i may end up banging myhead when the ball falls in the TimeSquare.Anyways these are just not big deal at all..Its just that the big blow of my results left me bleeding.. I knew i wasnt such a good student in university or atleast i didnt work like one, but being average is too hard to digest. and worse part i really didnt know how badly i am hit by this..On top of that i am oblivious about my future. Thats what my nick almost says: "anshu:" If only i could make a Career out of FAILUREs"

Hey my state is not that pathetic, i did have my few moments of happiness to keep me sane last week but then it wasnt just "UP" enough to compensate for my "LOW".. Anyways will post about the wonderful times soon.

2006-11-17T01:53:00.000+08:00

NEWS REPORT

(5months delay..not much)

Last post: Stay away from politics.. hmm did i say that..Now that i ama big shot EXCO in the students' union in my uni the previous thought doesnt hold water anymore.
Being Exco is fun and some say stressful.. but the feel of being important and my opinion being considered is a good feeling..(been a nice 5 month office time so far)
Added one more girl to my list of me being "Best friend of everyone's Gf". Happy or Sad about it not yet decided...(i dont think about this as it might end up with undesirable effects)
Finding someone to change the previous status..lol.. my dreams that never come true..
Love is in air and mostof the people i knew were attached are now acting near to be being lunatic...(i cant help it, dont want to help too)
Exams are here and this sem has proved that i really can be irresponsible about my future all times.. no exceptions made... How is that i can mess up a sem with the minimum subjects i might ever have... I really need to get my head checked... too many other stuff lingering in it..

Deep thoughts and related sad stories to follow soon... something to do with cupid not shooting any arrows to help me.. I guess u did get what i meant if not doesnt matter as no body would probably read this fine print....

2006-09-06T12:24:00.000+08:00

Thought(s) for the Day:
Keep your political views to yourself; Stop cracking stupid jokes which someone can find to be OFFENSIVE...

not my thoughts but some group made me think this way... though it would have been great on my part to ask that Wise individual to find someone else to bug, but i choose to be a listener which was idiotic on my part. Things i hate is politics but i would agree that when it comes to this crap job of being cunning, occasional back stabbing and being diplomatic in what you say; i am GOOOD at it. Its good maybe for life in the tough world but at present it just spoils the whole fun of being a student and the occasional happiness i get fromthe idea that i am still a kid.. Laying LOW for a while might be good for my mental health because the griviences of people against me does upset me and nobody likes being upset...

First of all i need to find a group that can protect my back when i am not there, hard thing to find when everyone has there own clans predecided....Being nice to everyone is a tiring job and u never can be nice to everyone to start with; So the end result you would surely piss off some soul around you..

i just wanted to put my age on print. so when the day comes i can have the sourage of not caring what people think of me and just answer back on the WISE MEN with worthless advices and view points..

2006-06-25T14:27:00.000+08:00

RELAXATION
+
HOMEMADE FOOD
+
NON STOP TELEVISION
=
VACATION

That’s the current status of my life...

Anyways this golden period started off with a long and interesting journey from Singapore (my 2nd home) to my real home berhampur (in orissa-india----smaller than Singapore on map) which took me almost a week to complete.

THE JOURNEY (VERY VERY LONG)

DAY 1!

All began with a new and unique experience of budget airlines to Bangalore-only destination available in India (had to take it as I was short on cash). Surprisingly I reached the airport very early so went on calling friends in midnight and did have interesting long and expensive conversation. Anyways I did get into the flight on time and had to cramp myself in the small seats (budget- what was I expecting?) had to pay even for my entertainment and had no food served too. All together a very cheap and uncomfortable flight. Reached Bangalore at 3am IST(odd time to wake any relatives) so I waited for someone to show up to receive me which happened to be around 6am(so waited for 3 hours at the airport which sucked big time)…
Rest of the day I just stayed at the relatives place and had a nice time and at the end of the day I boarded a bus to Chennai (didn’t get train tickets to my hometown)

DAY2!!

Another 5 hours of uncomfortable and not cheap (by Indian standards) BUS journey.
Reached Chennai at 4am (odd time AGAIN!) this time I had to make it to my uncles place on my own so I had to do that in middle of night. Luckily they stayed nearby and I saved money by taking a 20min walk.
(BACKGROUND INFORMATION: I lived in Chennai for 7 years and my great friend are all in this city)
Took a short nap at uncle’s place and took off to meet friends during the afternoon. Most of the folks had there exams on during the day so everyone kind of came late. Amazingly 10people turned up and we had a great time chit chatting and our regular teasing each other. Lost 500Rs in a bet to a dear friend and had an expensive lunch with another friend. This meeting couldn’t last long as I had to catch train to Bhubaneswar (my grandparent’s place) at 10pm and also this meeting wasn’t complete as I couldn’t meet many of my friends(“sigh” all left for next time). So got to my uncles place my sundown and got myself to the train station and boarded the train.

DAY3!!! : TRAIN JOURNEY

It was a last moment decision and I had to travel in train to Bbsr. Had the last seat in the compartment and trust me it’s a bad place to sleep. The door is just beside it and every passenger walking in and out the compartment bangs the door open which is not a very soothing sound to hear and that too at a close distance. So in that part is was uncomfortable. But for everything good that happens there’s a price to pay for it. So I think this lack of comfort was the price. And the price for a interesting and beautiful company. I met a girl and I just tell myself that it was fate. She turns out to be of same age as me, she is beautiful and smart. She was traveling to Bbsr same place where I was going and surprisingly she was studying in a medical college which happens to be in the town where my parents live. So made a genuine effort to portray a nice image and was successful to get her number (rest of this story involving the girl some other time).
Journey ended after a long hrs and I reached my grand parents place.

DAY 4-7!!!!

Odd development in last few days was that my parents left for there own vacation so I had to wait for them to return for another days. Finally they came back from there vacation and we all together as family went back home.

!!!END!!!

I reached home after 7 days from the day I left Singapore…
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2006-05-16T12:29:00.000+08:00

Itinerary

Last week to spend in Singapore to its fullest before going on vacation back to India.

Limits:

no loose cash lying around for great plans.(everything costs money)
None of my great companions free all of the days to have a week long hanging out..
have to do packing which i wish wasnt part of my exciting finish to this tiring year of college..
need to clean room before i leave as it seems no cleaner will clean it as i am not vacating my rooom and my stuff is goin to be in room.(another thing i wished wasnt there)
need to buy gifts for people back home..(again wish it wasnt there because i rather spend that time sleeping and secondly gifts cost money)

REMARKS:

its just going to be another normal week of my life..

2006-05-01T02:02:00.000+08:00

An INTERESTING day.. not much of it has been coming my way lately..

So it started off with me having to wake as early as 530 in the morning to meet my friend on time to join her to the church.. ironically i havent been to a temple for past years here.. and that means the religious place i visit in ages is not for my religion..
anyways me not religious and i call myself FREE thinker (so i think)..

however back to interesting part... its kinda of interesting to see that how people can have so much of strong faith and belief.. i admire that as i dont believe much in anything as for now..
so in church i see people with great spirit and all of them are very friendly. so i had a nice time which was better as i had great company.. but at the end i did have my share of odd moments of the day.. when people came and asked me if i believed in LORD or if i would choose his path today.. so me not having any right answer i kinda looked stupid.. i had to give political correct answer like i am not converting for the while or anytime in near future as i havent believed in these things for long long time..

hmmm it doesnt sound interesting... anyways was quite diffrent from my regular sundays when i wake up after lunch time and dont take a bath and just lay still n my bed and only get up when i feel hungry and need to have something to eat...

Anways it was a great day as a whole and i got to know a friend better.. and that was the imp thing and not me being enligtened..

ENDING NOTE: the lady in the pic is Kristin Kreuk famous as LANA LANG from the series SMALLVILLE..

bye for now..

2006-04-27T01:03:00.000+08:00

Today's fortune:
Good news will be brought to you by mail

saw this on my main page just a while ago in ORKUT..am i supposed to believe this???

tdy no good news has come.. and the only thing i am waiting for that is sopposed to come in mail is my VISA card.. have been waiting for it as it shows a sign of standard of living even if the bank balancenumbers are running only in decimal places..

as for news today everything major happened on phone rather through the efficient postal service..(no sarcasm intended as the country i am in has very good postal service).....

i made my longest international call to india today which if i amnot wrong went for about 2hrs and plus some minutes...(something not to be proud of and not to let ur parents know about this as i didnt call my parents.. hehehe)

my parents dropped there plans of coming here to visit me so now i am expected to pay them a visit as soon as my exams get over on MAY5th... speaking of exams i am done with all of my papers except 2.. but as one of them is shit paper i will be celebrating the end of exams a bit early this friday...hope friday paper goes as expected to have some mood to party in night..

hmmm this POST looks like a boring page from my imaginary diary... and i went around boasting to one of my friend that my blog is funny..

"SIGH"
"SIGH"
"SIGH"
"SIGH"

(anyways it is much better than hers.... sHHHH)

leaving u that note and no link to my beloved friends blog

AND THE PIC OF THE GIRL I LOVE TO LOOK AT ALL DAY LONG... (identity??? next post)

..chao to all of my 0 readers...
(time to go and check my mailbox again)

2006-03-28T01:15:00.000+08:00

last week was the day of test for the presentations skills in "effective communication". Presentation skills the one things i thinki might be a cut above the rest in my class. Its not ego or anything but the idea of being good at something feels goooood. But is it KARMA(came across this word quite a number time this week) or what that i ended up screwing up on the day of action.It seems no one noticed in my class that i jumbled up my points and dint present it the way i wanted to but i feel bad myself. Waiting with fingers crossed for results next to next week. Though i would look as if i dont care about it in class but it might just break me if i dont score well. DAMN i know that its a shit subject to be worried about and i got more pressing issues like FINALS in 15 days and couple of tests each this and next week. Hope everything goes well..

A relaxing pic after my presentation

I realised i just writting all this stuff to keep a record that i dont forget it.But maybe it wont be bad idea to show some people my writting skills. So putting up my blog links in places wheremy good friends can see....

2006-03-23T01:00:00.000+08:00

Freaking sitcoms with episodes of life and death. They think of a emotional or very philosophical audience when they comeup with the ideas for an episode and what do i do ? I fall right into this target audience trap. Nver liked to think of future or further in future like long life and death. Is it me goin crazy or influence of many girls around me in my frineds circle thats driving me the paths of feelings and emotion. Oooch that is a big blow on my self esteem and my self perception that i am rock solid inside.

Hey but no mention of the show's name but they are really good.
So however they get me worked up i amaddicted to them and keep watching. Got lot more episodes lined up..

SO CHAOOOOOOO

2006-03-19T20:01:00.000+08:00

aaah weekend but of no use..
Had plans of getting some long list of pending work done and come up with some kickass speech for my presentation this coming week..but ya as usual din start on these things.
not because that i am lazy as al time but i fell damn sick..but i am ok with the timing as i rather sleep all day in my bed than go out sneeze my way through the whole day.. for years so far aspirin was never the thing i wanted to have but i just felt that i can bear the pain of my head exploading for long..

2006-03-11T14:09:00.000+08:00

EEEEEEEEHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAA

Laptops back...life in hostel room goes back to old mundane and boring lifestyle..
but i kinda like it.. gives me time to relax out of busy schedule.. not that i study a lot or attend all classes but being just a student is tiring enough..

i dont noe how nerds manage there life..long long time ago i used to be one too...
aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh old days...

anyways trying to catch up with all time i missed medling with my comp..

oooh on the sad thing that bugs me on most weekends is my hostel damn far far away from the fairyland of main city centre..so me being lazy makes me miss out on some action on weekends..

its not like me goin some club and doing cha cha cha.. but ya should get out hostel..

so chao for now

2006-03-08T22:19:00.000+08:00

My love in hostel is gone.....
My laptop has ventured out of my room into the hands of ppl who would rip her/him appart to just fix a small problem with the speakers..
anyway i miss her or him wtv... and hopefully i will take better care of it next time so that i dont have to see thesevpainful days again..
damn hostel life is dead without my comp..
need to find something better to do ....

2006-02-20T02:11:00.000+08:00

##THUNDeR##

ThE idEa oF Blogging just struck mE..
nEvEr thought i would writE down the things in my hEad, but now i guEss why not just put it out somEwhErE bEforE it gEts rEplacEd by nEw things..(all brains comE with limitEd spacE u sEE)

So howdy... and ya thats mein the pic...