The Round Table Conference.(KIMA and KIRA)
Johnny | 26 July 2004, 1:28pm
Its drizzling outside, with all the greenery overshadowing the concrete structures of our dormitory. I am inside my room lost in deep thoughts, listening to Joe Satriani - For the love of God. Man he can play guitar. MUSIC IS YOUR ONLY FRIEND.
When i was thinking about my past experiences with the fairer species, the most distinguished place is occupied by a particular incident, which i cherish as "The Round Table Conference".
Round table conference, might sound a lil too official, it is damn funny too now, but mind you it wasnt funny at all then. It all started with the age factor. It was the age when the hormones were released to their maximum capacity. There by making significant changes in a guy's anatomy as well as his grey cells, and most importantly to his heart. I was in my 12th standard then. I was this typical normal guy , with natural desire for an acquaintance with the fairer sex. The desire got more stronger from the fact that i was from an all boys' school.
I was a good boy to start with. I had joined the coaching classes for admission into IIT's. I was giving my folks an impression that i was the Nerd, waking up early going to the classes. Doing the homework etc... Everyone was happy with me. My aunts and uncles used to cite me as example to follow to my other younger cousins. *ahem* I acted pretty well then. No one knew what i was doing in my room locked up, talkin to my fist girl friend on the phone for hours together. And they thought i was studying. Mwahahahahaha... I succeeded in deceiving my folks and put up as a Shareef ladka. I was so happy that i engaged in idiolatry. Well the good days were not to last for long.
It was the monsoon season like it is now. Our old tenants had bought themselves their own apartments, so they vacated the top floor. We stayed on the ground floor of the 2-floored building. I was watching TV in our hall, sitting in front of the maingate. I heard that the new tenants were arriving shortly. Suddenly i hear ruckus outside our house compound. I was pleasantly surprised to see two cute girls with their parents. I was ecstatic, when i also realised that they were our new tenants. Now coming to the girls, the elder one was fair cute and petite. Lets call her KIMA. The younger one was tall and sexy. :D, lets call her KIRA. Note that the names are not arbit, they were carefully derived from their real names. For the sake of privacy,lets not talk about their real names now. Later i found out that Kima was in 11th while Kira was only in 9th.
Days passed by, nothing noticeable happened. Suddenly comes my birthday, whence those girls were also invited for some dinner sorta thing by my mom. There were my cousins also present then. So after having the cake etc..., all of us were sitting having coke and gossipin. We were bored and decided to do something interesting. Chalo, lets play chits. That was a great game ever invented. The game was about collecting the chits of the same kind, and when u get them u hafta shout 'SHOW' and bang your hand on the table. We were sitting in a circle around the bed, so bang on the bed for us. And the rest of them have to bang on the top of ur hand. So the points order decreases accordingly till the last one on the top. Now this was a good game for me cuz, i used to get to touch Kiras and Kima's soft hands. The trouble satrted with that. I was addicted to that game now. :D So even after my bday passed by, me, kira n kima used to play that game or some other game frequently and there by became good friends.
I was particularly more attracted towards Kira, even though Kima used to like me too. As days passed by me and Kira became very close and kima became green with jealousy. Those were the days. We used to hold hands and talk for long when no one was around. It was all going good in a decent way. No limits crossed. I was always very particular about this aspect. LIMITS shudnt be crossed at any cost.
Then came the D-Day. The day when i was taken for the harsh awakening. The day which changed my life altogether. On that doom day, we were playing cards this time on the bed. I finished my game first and was watching others fight for the 2nd position. Kira happened to sit beside me. I was feelin a lil tired, so i casually went down to rest and close my eyes. Since there was no pillow around, i kept my head on Kira's LAP. Damn, it was so good. Just when i was realising how good it feels, my mom opens the door and enters insisde. SHIT now what? Thats it. Instead of creating a fish market then and there, my mom wisely chose a more efficient way. She was calm and acted as if nothing happened. After all of my friends and cousins left. I was happy that mom didnt notice or mind about the whole incident. As usual i was watching TV, and wondering when wud these damn rains stop so that i could go out and play cricket and football.
Enter my 1st aunt, followed by my second aunt, followed by my uncles and so on. All my close relatives came to our house. I wondered why, without the slightest idea about the impending danger. Suddenly everything went calm and quite. I was scared by the sudden silence. The doors were closed. I was made to sit in the middle, and all my relatives were surrounding me. It was a Round Table Conference now. I was the chair person, who got to hear all the complaints. I was given so much ramblings on the culture, the tradition, the family name etc... I was also enlightened about my future. My IIT, my dreams, my family. Man it was a long 2 hour lecture form all the aunts and uncles and also my mom and dad. That Round table conference was not at all funny, it made me a better person. Not that what i did was wrong, but it made me realise my responsibilities. It made me remember my goals, my ambitions. Thank You all of my relatives for giving me the right advice, when i needed it the most. I can never forget that conference. I cannot ever forget KIMA or KIRA. Dunno to where they have shifted now. They vacated our house recently. I shall always cherish the good times we had. I wish them good luck.
Thank you MOM and DAD. :)
JOhnny
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When Nature Calls!!
Johnny | 21 July 2004, 9:59pm
*ahem* how do i start now? Well it is said that nutting comin out of ur body naturally shud be stopped. When nature calls, u shud promptly attend to it, otherwise there can be dire consequences. :D
Well there are times when this rule can be broken.
--> When you are in the middle of an office meeting.
--> When u r travelling by bus/local train.
--> When u r in the middle of a competitive examination. (altho i have attended the call here too)
--> When your girl friend insists that u dont stop holding her hand in a movie theatre. :D(well here even u get the power to ignore the call, however imp it is.)
--> When u r in the middle of a dense forest known for its Tiger Reserves. :roll:
I being a trek enthusiast, more of a wildlife enthusiast, regularly go for trekkin in the forests. I have this deep desire to see the King of the Indian jungles (read Tiger), in its natural habitat. Also the pure fresh wildlife flora gives me my dose of medicated air,an antidote for pollution of urban life.
During one of my expeditions into the forests, i happened to be in a catch-22 situation. We had gone to srisailam forest Reserve, deep inside the forest. It was almost 11 km deep inside the jungle. Well we were going to this Lake called "Pedda cheruvu" (big lake). It had a watch tower too... Well thats what the forest officials called it. It was nuttin more than a fairly tall structure with steps to go inside, onto the top. From the top using our binocs we were supposed to observe the animals when they come to drink water from the lake. Well that was a bad idea cuz, there were many trees, whose branches could easily lead a Leopard into the watch tower for shelter.
Just before approaching the Lake, all the 10 of us were scared to death by a Growl of a TIger. It was so clear and evident from the tone that the Tiger is not welcoming its human friends. Long before we started out into the forest, i happened to eat stuff which made my stomach all goofy. What is worse than this? I hear the Growl, and suddenly i had to attend my nature call. Gawd, i felt like an idiot there. Everyone was busy gaurding themselves lookin all around out of fear. But i was more worried about where shud i crap. I thot of doin it near the lake.. Errr but what if Tiger... Hmmmm
Man it was some experience... I almost was convinced that the pain of stoppin myself was a loot more than gettin killed, if at all. I even started walkin towards the lake, with a stick and some leaves in my hand. And then GROWLLLLLL another warning... GOD i was like... come wat may i wont go...
Our good fortune, we meet this local guy who was searching for his goats. He was a strange lean man, the tribal u may call him. He sat with us, had some of the snacks we offered him. His life was so simple. He comes form a tribal shepherd family. The way they operate indeed amazed me. The family has some 40 odd goats. They make money out of the meat and milk etc.. So these goats are let open into the forest, to find fodder and feed themselves. Every 3 months its the duty of either of that guys or his brothers' to go searching for them in the forests and get them back home. So it works as a shift system. And as expected, atleast 2-3 goats fall prey to the wildl animals the forest. I mean this life is strange, but simple. Its risky too. Roaming all alone in the forests. He claimed that he met the tiger 5-6 times earlier. The funda is not to turn ur back against it and run. Just stare at it and make loud noises. I was so happy to know that the defence mechanism we had always followed was indeed true. :)
All this interesting talk, somehow managed to make me stop myself from crappin till we reached the Highway. From there we took the RTC bus till our guest house, and then i ran into my room, into my loo.. and there i was ahhhhhhhhhhh wat a RELIEF.
I can never ever forget that day.
There have been many more interesting experiences of my wildlife, which i shall post whenever they occur to me. :)
PS: Someone inspire me to finish of this damn project. Grrrrrrrr...
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EL Condor Pasa
Johnny | 18 July 2004, 6:18pm
El condor Pasa - IF I Could.
Lovely phrase: IF i could. How many people would have been satisfied. "only if they could"....
There are any instances in our day to day life, when we would feel, Man only if i could. I want to help that poor beggar, I would have shown him some way to survive. Too bad Only IF i could.
I wouldnt be living this materialistic life, if i could. I wouldnt be behind money and wealth, i would rather be a happy farmer back in my village, if i could. Too bad i cant!! :(
I would rather be a scientist, inventing life saving drugs, instead of being a Investment banker. I would rather be a monk in the forest, instead of being a busy Joe in the Wall Street. Too bad, wish i could, If i could. :|
I would go for her, instead of HER. Wish i could. If i could, i would go for both of them. Only wish i could.
I would finish my damn project, but wish i could. Its due on 21st, and not yet started. Dunno how the past 4years have made me so Friggin careless. The priorities in my mind have permanently fixed anything remotely related to ACADS in the last position. Oh but well, this project is the only thing left between me and my freedom. I shall do it. I shall finish it. I dont wanna do it, but i have to do it. Wish i could, only if i could.
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Profs. and ME.
Johnny | 16 July 2004, 8:13am
Profs. The epitome of an obligated pain one undergoes in any institute. Professor, he is the king damn it..., in my college. He commands rather demands respect for the sole purpose of not screwing up ones career. Well, there are exceptions but most of them are of the derogatary kind.
Man i have had many interesting/embarrassing experieces with them. There is something between me and my profs., which always follows murphy's law without an exception.
The last 3 months have been too hectic for me. I must have done more work in the last 3 months than what i have done in the last 4 years since i joined engineering. All this for what? For the stupid mistakes i have done cuz of the lethargic numbness in me or the ego clashes between me and my profs. Almost all the profs now know me cuz of the herculean task i am doing these days. I actually am passing out within the stipulated time now. :)
Coming to the experiences with the super heros(read profs.), the first and foremost experience i can recollect wud be the one with a particular being called ZOOM. Somehow i never cleared the courses he took for our batch, till recently when i cleared one of the 2 courses he had taken in my second attempt :D He is personification of pain. I hate him. I actually told him on the face dat, i dont wanna learn structures. I am not interested in knowing the damn bending moment calculations/torque etc.. I just wanna clear the course. He doesnt realise that i wudnt be a better person in anyway even if i clear that course. Recently i was supposed to submit an assignment to him. As usual Late latif i was procrastinating it till further alert. I see him in the department, when i go there for my personal work,so i obviously was ignoring him and went inside a room away form his sight. I was so happy and proud dat i cud avoid him, but i suddenly hear a voice form behind, "Oyeee oyee oyeee kya hua? assignment abhi tak submit kyon nahin kiya?" (i was like thinkin teri tho... prof. hai bhai tu kuch tho sharam kar...) Damn that guy hates me so much. I never used to attend his lectures or do any of his assigments. anyways, i somehow managed to wind up that stupid course on structures.
Now comes the prof, whom i admire the most. Prof bhat. Man he is some teacher. No one in my college has been able to generate some enthu in me apart from this guy. He is the prof. i like the most, but still i have had some nice experiences with this guy. He is SARCASM personified. Anything, that has not been done right shall definitely face his unchallengeable sarcasm. Here is an excerpt of our conservation daily. (I almost face a similar situation daily)
I have to meet him at 11 am and i go running into his cabin at 11:20. the conversation is as follows:
PROF: So, you are late as usual.
ME: Errr. Sir my bike gave me trouble...(or someother damn excuse i can think of then and there.. actually i dont wake up by then )
PROF: hmmm (a long cute smile to make realise how poor i am at lying to him.) So, Could you get a chance to attempt the tutorial problems?
ME: Yes sir, i couldnt do the last 2 though.
PROF: You couldnt do as in, u didnt get it? or u didnt attempt it?
ME: I didnt attempt it.
PROF: Could i know the reason? Were u really busy? Did u haev some appointment somehwere?
ME: Puzzled.. Errr.. *Ahem*
PROF: Anyways, lets start with our class for today. (He goes on explaining passionately about some wierd stuff) In the middle of explaining something, i prompt something which was very obvious even for the 12th standard people.
PROF: Oh.. my god how cud u tell that? How were u able to figure it out? and gives me a long cold smile.
Me: Err...Sir, i thot.. Hmmm... (I smile too)
PROF: This is serious ( But he still keeps smiling)
Damn i felt like a piece of shit then.
PROF: Meet me tom. And Kindly could u be on time? I keep waiting for u. Johnny will come Johnny will come and ic an teach. But u make me wait for 20 min everyday.
ME: Damn... all embarrassed.. :D]
Guess this has become a pretty long post now. Well before i sign off, there is this another prof of mine Prof Joshi. I went late to his class once.
PROF: Why ru late?
Me: I was sleeping sir.
PROF: why did u get up then? Whats the use of coming late to the class? You wont understand anyting anyways.
ME: Sir, what about the attendance?
PROF: So, do u come here for the subject or attendance?
ME: Sir, attendance (spontaneaously) The whole class burst out into laughter embarrassin the prof. Since then whenever he sees me, he gives me long cold expressionless look, which can be inferred as the worst possible abuses he wants to give me.
Chalo guys, i have to sign off now. Have bhat sir's exam tom :D (Look at me sittin in front of my comp writing a blog.)
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Johnny Johnny, Yes Kadiyala!
Johnny | 7 July 2004, 9:28pm
Damn... i am banned? I am surprised. How can anyone ban me for showing some good sense of humour. I agree that i went a bit overboard, but i didnt mean any of those. Moreover Kishore knows i was the most decent spammer yesterday night. You can check out KK,
Anyways i feel Great, and exhilarated that i am banned, cuz As a rule, i am against all the rules. :D
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You got a life?
Johnny | 7 July 2004, 8:28am
With or without u? Its always a tough choice one has to make, be it in chosing a life partner, or a career. Follow your heart, squeak the so called experienced fellas. I mean, how stale can you get? Damn it!!! i am asking you for a friggin advice for my career, and u tell me follow ur heart.... as if i didnt know that. :roll:
Man, if i really follow my heart, imagine the consequences? I wanna go back to my village and do some farming. I wanna dwell in the natural wonders. I want to go into a forest and stay there hunting for food. I want to join the army/navy/airforce. I want to become an extremist. I want to be a politician. I want to serve people, at the same time i wanna be a dictator. Bundle of contradictions i am like Voltaire.
I wanna settle in the steep slopes of himalayas. I see a split personality in me. One part of it is the busy office going Jack in New York, earning tons and tons of money. The other part of me wants to be the Thapa of the himalayas, laying naked on the mountain top, smokin POT. And a third part of it, which is a mixture of both wants to become a philosopher.
How complex can my mind think? I am standing at the juncture where any decision i take wud probably effect me for the rest of my life. Isnt it too early for me? Shud i not be given some more time to have fun, experience the experinces of people? I refuse to get into a monotonic life. I refuse to be a rat in the rat race. I refuse to oblige to any natural/forced Obligation.
Gettin good education, gettin a good job, Drawing FAT salary, building a makaan, marrying, givin birth to a rich spoilt Brat, who will actually enjoy the fruits of my hard work. This is all Bullshit. Sometimes i really think Ayn Rand was God's messenger, who taught us the way of living. Objectivism says it all.
Look at Maria Sharapova. She is Hot. She is talented, and she is a millionare and not even 18. How frustrating can that be? By the time she wud be my age, she wud have enough booty to feed her great great great grand daughters...
Well that is life. Again Karma theory explains it all. There seems to be an explanation for all the frustrations man has got.
I shall take time to decide where i wanna go. Maybe a lifetime. Hopefully the next life i shall be what i want. Maybe ppl like sharapova were like me in their previous birth. Hey hey hey i aint that bad now. I m happy, just contemplating over the strange ways of te world.
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My first Short post
Johnny | 3 July 2004, 12:28pm
There are times when u feel like writing something, but dont know what to write, or its just that there is not much to write.
Ya know whats goin on in ma mind? "Why am i like this? Main aisa kyon hun?". I mean everyone needs to have fun, true but not at the expense of fuckin up things. I know what i am doing is wrong, but i still do it cuz i like it. How lazy a person can be? Wait i aint lazy i do other things pretty well and in time. I dont do things that r meant to be done. I go against all the basic rules/duties. Where am i heading to? It has become a habbit for me to make things go out of hands, and then fight my ass out to get them in place. :(
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Save water, Drink BEER
Johnny | 2 July 2004, 12:15am
DRY DAY : A day when alcohol is prohibited from commercial sale and public consumption, by a wierd entity called Excise Department.
What can be more frustrating than not gettin Beer, when u want it the most. Suno suno... bhai log... suno June 29th was a dry day in mumbai, cuz of some ekadashi... U cant get beer even if u wanna pay 5 times the price... Arghhhhh how frustrating...
Me n my friend decide to have some beer at 9 pm and were just lazying around in the room watching videos, and revising FIGHT CLUB... We had a cocktail treat of all the stud max movies till 11 pm and finally set out for beer in the local bar. "DRY DAY boss beer naihn milega..., Chahiye tho wishky parcel milega..". Can i have a takeaway beer plsss bhaisaab? "nahin beer bottles r too risky on dry days Saaar." Achcha.. chalo teekh hai.. nuttin can beat beer... i dont want whisky...
We set out in a state of dismal at the outcome of our beer quest. and zooom i get an idea... We go to a posh Pub hoping, they wud be beyond the reach of the excise hands. But even there we were disappointed.
We had to drink Snap-a-Snap and grape treat while watching three sexy manilla women dancing on the stage. There were firangs on the table next to us. They were enjoying the god damn beer... I felt like i was ignored..:( I even tried to bribe the authorities of the pub. I made friends with the firang chicks, and talked them into buying me a beer using my money. But the dumb asses there didnt approve of that trick too...
We come out around 1:20 am, without a drop of alcohol in our tummys... and guess wat one more brilliant idea struck to me... Goto a Star hotel, which is open for 24 hrs... Yahooooooooo
we went to this nice ecotel hotel, where we talked to them and convinced them to serve beer by 2 am. There were we, gulping down the yummy beer down our throats into our gall bladder. ahhhhhhhhh
Dry day was so irritating for me. Why the heck do they have to force ppl into something. Anyways... I shall check out for these god damn dry days in future before i venture out.
Muaahhh
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