disgusting
Johnny | 11 February 2005, 11:09am
What else can u call an action, which is not even close to a citizen's duty to his country, to his self esteem, to his friends.
They came to beat
without any concrete meat.
They hit with glass
and made him collapse.
There we stood stiff
without reacting to the tiff.
My heart does cry
for the drunkard's ply.
Alas we ran
alas we can.
Shame is the name
of our surname.
I m disgusted
with the whole issue of being busted.
:((
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Whoa...
Johnny | 25 January 2005, 2:11am
Me is in a state of immense satisfaction, as well as pleasant shock. I am just back from having Coffee with a girl, hmmm lets call her "En". I must accept that she is one amazing girl. En is easily the first person, with whom i am impressed a lot,just after the first meet. I wudnt be surprised if i fall for her :P hehehe... but it wud take time... :D
No, i am not talking about looks here, she got amazing looks too, but whats important is her attitude and the way she carries herself. She is an intelligent Villa girl, a rairty again. :D
I was not upto my usual mark this time around, but still she made the meeting worth it. So therefore, i dedicate this post to the wonderful her, and hope we become wonderful friends in future.
PS1: I really wish, we had met earlier En. :(
PS2: I m sorry, if i am over-reacting, but i had to say this. :)
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ORGANIC MATTER
Johnny | 20 December 2004, 2:20am
Organic Matter - Anythign that is derived form living organisms, or is composed of Carbon as one of its main ingredients.
Ok before U get an impression that this is going to be a Science Blog, lemme get back to the main essence of the topic. Well If, any of u havent seen Fight Club yet, please stop here and dont go any further, and go back and get ur hands on a FC dvd asap and watch it, then take a break of 30 min, and then watch it again, then go out for sometime, come back home for dinner and then watch it again before u sleep. Later come back to this blog :D
Ok now comeing back to the topic, well As it was said by tyler in FC, "Listen up, maggots. You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else. "
Yes that is what i am. A decaying Organic Matter. Doing things just for the sake of doing it. No life i got? Or am i exaggerating? I m the typical Joe, working his ass out, just to earn bread for himself and his family and his future generation?
I donot seem to enjoy the work i do. this way i wud get sick man. I wud die young. There is no emotional and physical harmony. I reckon that 80 % of the faggots work just to earn their daily bread or to earn loot of bread, so that in return they get their Love (again bought rather than deserved), and life (bought again).
How many unsatisfied professionals, there cud be in this world? how many docs wanna be Engineers? how many Engineers wanna be Musicians? how many musicians wanna be Sportsmen? etc... the list is never ending and it covers every single profession on this Globe.
Doesnt one realise that money comes automatically, if one labors for Love? apart from the monetary gains, one would also be living life, than just existing. I wanna Labor for love. I wud have done it, only if i knew what my love was? :-s
My greatest problem now seems to be that i donot know what my love is. What am i here for? For what should i strive hard? even my ambitions seem to be based upon the return money and social status i wud get.
GOD help me. :(
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Battery
Johnny | 29 November 2004, 5:50am
Time : 7:09 pm SUNDAY evening.
Place: Office.
MindSet : Crushing all deceivers, mashing non-believers
Never ending potency
Hungry violence seeker, feeding off the weaker
Breeding on insanity.
How much more meaning those lyrics make to me now. :(
There have been times, when i thought i wouldnt ever go in for a job which would require me to sacrifice my social life, my desires, my feelings, my life eventually.
But, now i am here. doing exactly the same thing which i dont wanna do. Initially i was so freaking upset about wha i was doing, and always wondered about the relevance of doing it.
But then, i realised, i need to do it initially. I take up this as a challenge. Do some great stuff, and give a kick start to mah career, so that i can do whatever i wanna do later in life.. soon that is.
I love work .
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Ahem
Johnny | 14 November 2004, 10:21am
I am in Gurgaon now... started working... Rigth now its 11:45 pm, and i m still in da office...
Yesterday was diwali..., seen VEER ZARRA... It was nice... a bit long tho, bt i still liked it....
9th nov was muh budday... Celebrated in gurgaon... Was working the whole day.. and in da night went out partyin with male friends.. :D
5th november, i arrive in Gurgaon/Delhi via Flight... I arrive at 9:45 am and by 11 am i am in office...
4th november, the single day i was in hyderabad.... Did nuttin much... met my Sir, met my friends... and then was shopping the whole day, and paking to fly off to delhi....
3rd november... Put up a night out the night before, and i finally submitted my thesis on " SENSOR DEVELOPMENT FOR AN IMU" It was some day..... I can never ever forget this day... Was running around the campus since morning till 4 pm and 3:45 pm was the time i submitted my REPORT officially to the department office... I had my bus to hyderabad at 5 pm some 10 km from the campus... Thanx to my juniors and wingmates, that i made it just on time... they packed up my things.. and emptied my room...
^^^^^^^^
Shows how fast my life has been changing.... but i am liking it... Change is good... I realise it now... Everyday is a new day... Literaly... :)
Luv
Sandy/Johnny
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JUST another day.
Johnny | 9 October 2004, 10:19am
hmmmm Just another day... Every day seemed to me like this, for the past one month, until today. Today was different. It was eventful. I resolved to move away frm lethargy as i had mentioned in mah previous post. Today seemed to be a good start. First of all, i woke up by 11 am. I mean, for the first time in some days, i woke up before PM started. :-s My friend came back form his holidaying in delhi. He woke me up actually. Had some talk to him about his girl friend and all, and then ate the grub he had brought from his home on the way back. (ofcourse i brushed my teeth first :D)
Then i had my bath, and started out to meet my professor after almost 20 days. Well, today i realised one hidden talent in me. When i met the professor, i acted in such an amazing way, that he cudnt even utter a single word against me, for not meeting him for the past 20 days. I put up this very sad depressed face, like a person in the higher stages of brain tumour. In a choky manner, i tell him that i was ill for the past 1 week and had to be on medication and all. Thats all, he was convinced. He was like. "Oh, thats bad. So what do u want to do now?". I was thinking.. *please clear me in this project without any work and send me off home :D*. But i was standing with this dumb blank look. So, the prof came to my rescue again. He reminded me that i just have 20 more days to finish the stuff off, and that he wud help me to do it this time. I cud see regret in his eyes for having given me an XX grade the last time. hehehe. I had the smirk in my mind, *johnny u are one helluva actor*
So, the conclusion of the meeting was that i wud be free by oct 31st at max. I can go wherever i want next. I cud get away frm this place. WOW... The Prof also gave me Key Permission to one of the A/c Lab in the department, after i told him that somehow i am not able to work at all in my room. I only watch movies or surf or do something, other than Coding. so basically I wud be goin daily to the lab, and sit there and work. WOW i always wanted to do that... be a nerd... finally i get a chance during the last 20 days of my btech life :) I m sorta excited to go to lab and work. It wud be great experience. working at odd hours, watchin movies in A/C lab.. ok ok..no movies.. just music. :)
Well, now that i have taken a positive step, I wanted to celebrate tonite. So, i make plans with a friend of mine to go and party and get sloshed. Well, as the irony played its part, it was the same friend, it was the same me, the same bar/pub, we go there all excited, only to be told that its a dry day today again. This is the friggin THIRD TIME that this happened to me and the same friend now. All in recent past. Grrrrrrr....
Our bad luck apart, i dont fucking get the point of a DRY DAY. Wat the hell. The reason for dry day was the weekend of gandhi week. bahhhhhhhhh can u imagine? This is plain stupid. Oct 2nd --> dry day, also oct 8th --> DRY DAY.. why cuz it the end of the so called gandhi week. I mean how illogical can politicians get? Why do i care if its the end of a gandhi week?
One more thing that pisses me off, *(which is actually off topic but i cant resist to point this thing.) is that, for Gandhi jayanthi there is a holiday, there are advertisements, dry days... and dry weeks too... I mean nuttin against the "great man", but... How can one ever forget BHAGAT SINGH? I mean he was the greatest freedom fighter india had, prolly more than even gandhi accrding to me. He doesnt even get a mention leave alone a holiday, or a dry day. Grrrrrrrr... His birthday was on sep 29th/oct 6th. There is even a controversy on the date. The calcutta association states it to be on sep 29th, but some other political big wigs say it is on oct 6th. This is an insult to the great Martyr. I am ashamed, at people's insensitivity towards the sacrifice of the HERO. :(
Anyways.. I conluded these things today... -->
I love my professor.
I hate DRY Days.
I hate Political dumbasses.
I hate CONGRESS.
the list goes on..............
Albida. :|
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Current Music: silence
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Grrrrrrrr
Johnny | 7 October 2004, 12:47pm
Q1) Who is the King of Procrastination?
A1) Me .aka. Johnny.
Q2) Why?
A2) Read further.
Oh my god. How lazy can a person get? I mean, I have all the time in the world. I just have a God damn Project to do, which wont take more than 10 days to finish, if i work. I have my Prof.'s warning that he wud flunk me again if i dont do it on time. I also have my parents' pressure to come back home asap. I also wanna start working asap. But.......
I still refuse to work a wee bit on my project. I am so lazy, that i didnt do anything productive since last 1 month. I am just existing. I have been just Eating, Watching movies, Dating, sleeping, and i am not even playing. Grrrrrrrrr....
Time to change. Rather its high time to change, before things really go out of my hands. Something happened yesterday. Its really a weird incident. What exactly happened cannot be told, due to the personal nature of the incident. But, i can say that it changed me, atleast my thoughts. I resolved to get out of this place called IIT by this dusshera. I wanna go back home and spend time with family. I wanna visit my sis in her hostel. She just joined engineering college this year. I finished it this year. :-S I also wanna go to my village and spend some days there, visit my grandad and granny. roam around in the fields. I wanna do all this before i get absorbed into the corporate world.
I m just in my room now, thinking how the hell shud i change myself. Yuckkkkkkkkkk...... one more question....
Q) What is Uglier than an ugly grey Lizard on the wall?
A) The same Ugly lizard with out it tail on the wall, hunting for an equally ugly bug. YUCKKKKK.. BLECHHHH...
Oh well coming back to the point now, I think i shud sleep early. I have somehow developed this bad/good habbit of sleeping at around 6 am or 7 am and waking up by 1 pm or 2 pm. Its 3:10 am already. I shall try to sleep in next 30 minutes. My first step towards some discipline.
What i have also realised is that, subconsciously i have been just delaying the stuff here so that i cud stay at IIT a lil longer, so that i cud be an undergrad for some more time. But i myself got bored of it now. Bbye IIT i m going.
Other than gettin frustrated about my lazy life, i celebrated many buddays this week. My budday is approaching too. November 9th. Yes, i am a Scorpio, a true scorpion. Perhaps thats what gives me some hope of healing fast. Scorpions are said to possess tremendous healing power. I hope i got it too. I shall go back to my original Stud Sandy. Now i am a dud. :( Time shall be the proof here. Lets see how it goes. :)
SO long
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Current Music: Slayer - Stain of Mind.
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The Aero Studs - The final chapter.
Johnny | 30 September 2004, 12:48pm
Ahem here comes the Coiner of the Aero studs, ME. I dont have anythign to say about myself... :D So i present below, what my friends had to say about me during my valedictory function. Its short, sweet, and sham. :P I insisted on changing some names for privacy sake. So incase ur name is mentioned below, most prolly it is not u. :D DISCLAIMER: Please read the excerpt below, keeping in mind that most of the things said are either flase or have been blown out of proportion. This is done generally to make a pleasant profile read, instead of making it a CV or an autopbiography. :) PS: I m still single. :) ME aka. Johnny aka. Sandy Cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeemmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! !!!!! Sandy loves Mitu
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The Aero Studs - Part 3
Johnny | 29 September 2004, 9:46pm
The next Aero Stud is none other than Abhishek Mukesh Sheth. This gujju NRI from Kenya, is the second of the 2 NRIs in the Aero studs. I must admit that, the only person who comes close to the degree of coolness, carelessness, and procrastination of that of me, is AB. But by a hair's breadth, i beat him :D
One thing i observed about him is that, even though he keeps quiet most of the times, he never ceases to keep thinking, pondering over some thing, though that thing is some trivial, unimportant matter.. :D
The following excerpt is again all about him. Wish u all the best LAST SAMURAI. :)
AB
This DASA from Nakuru, Kenya was temporarily better known as Mukesh, cause of his buddy-pally relationship with his dad. They are so close that Mukesh never let Ab feel the loss of a love consultant. It is well known that he is Ab's inspiration to go on in all his affairs. Ab is characterized by his 'silent' and his 'aged' look. While
he stood at the PA on his first day in hostel, flanked by 3 other male family members, his roommate had a tough time figuring out which one of them was to be his roomie! Probably why nobody in his freshie wing believed he was anything under 22. AB's Shut-Up syndrome is the most 'stunning' of all his traits, i.e. Under
special circumstances, Ab just shuts up.
Theorem1: Ab keeps quiet when more that 3 people are in the room.
Revised Theorem 1: Ab keep quiet when more that one girl is in the vicinity.
Re-Revised Theorem 1: Ab is just too cool to talk.
Ah, but when AB DOES talk, the fun begins. He is infamous for his dirty jokes. Well, if you understand them, they'll have you laughing for ages. And he's known for his gujju-african dialogues - There is a bitch (beach) just
outside his house in Kenya, we hear. He'd go there every wick (week). In school he lived in the dome (dorm). Now over time and in the presence of his talkative roommate, Ab learnt the ways of life. He took one step too many and tried to become humorous. Unfortunately, that didn't quite work out.
A classic Ab joke. Sitting in the second row of the class, Ab was quietly gathering all the n-degree differential equations written on the board. The Prof, takes a minute and clarifies the problem with a real world example. He says, imagine a lizard was here (pointing to the roof) and wanted to come down to this wall (pointing at some wall), now what would be the shortest path for the lizard to take? Prof. looking at the class earnestly, HOPING for an answer. Ab , as usual, took up the challenge, and said ' Sir wont the lizard just FLY from here to there' Prof looking a little lost. Ab clarifies..' Sir , the lizard is in the AERO department'. The look on the Prof's face indicated that he'd probably hadn't heard such a thing in his 20 odd years as a Prof and 50 odd years as a human being.
Ab has been the 'Last Samurai' for his never ending fighting spirit, academically of-course. He fought for 10 days to attain a 10-day extension for his BTP. Ab's presentation techniques should be introduced to freshies as part of their orientation and Ab's seminar presentation, should go down in the history books of IIT. Like for most of us, it was a last minute copy-paste struggle. But in this case, our man had little, actually, had NO clue what he was pasting. Come the day of the presentation, while the others present, Ab sits besides the DR1 and tries to make
some sense of what he has submitted as a report. He jots all the important key words for each slide on a piece of paper. Then confidently strolls up to present, in his jeans and untucked shirt(another trademark) and begins. What struck everyone there was his inability to complete a sentence without "and all that" Obviously by the end of the presentation, his poor examiner is lost. He didn't understand a thing, but Ab's confidence has him doubting himself. So he tries his luck and quizzes Ab on some diagram. Ab, once again, confidently, asks for a marker, walks to the white board, chalks out 4 tiny squares and looks at the Prof as though to say ' this should clear things up'. By now the examiner has realized that Ab is on a level way higher than his own and any attempt to reach it is futile. No more questions. Ab cracks. Juniors LEARN - btp and seminar presentations are ALL about attitude.
Now lets move to the spicy part of Ab's life. His love life. Women are attracted to this smooth talking machine like a moth to a flame. Its also to be noted that Ab's time duration in a relationship has been exponentially decreasing, before he came to IIT that is. His first one , was a painful 2 years, then came a fling of 13 days and
then came (we don't know what to call it) something lasting a few hours(6-7 we think)!!
Let us demonstrate his smooth-talking quick-wit with one-of- his-many women.
Setting: Kenyan forest. Night time. Ab, sitting in the back of a truck, with his
crush (AK) lying on his lap. The moon shines in the night sky, creating a romantic,
NO, electric atmosphere.
AK: Wow, the moon looks so beautiful tonight.
AB: nods in approval.
Suddenly dark clouds cover the moon.
AK: awww..i can't see the moon anymore.
Ab, Staring into her eyes, gazing at her face
AB: I can
SCORE!! AK had no idea what hit her. She was drawn to him like a magnet.
Now, coming to his college life. Ab was known to chase anything in a skirt. Ironically his current hottie A SAUNA has probably never worn one. Ab was smitten by her the very first time he laid eyes on her .He made that very clear to all his potential competitors (which were many). They, obviously smart enough to realize a lost battle, backed off. And 6 months later, *BAM*, Ab made his move; once again the woman had no clue what hit her.
Ab's_women_counter++
Ab has many many more eccentricities, like his 6-figure bank balance, his anti-India demonstrations at the TV room, his advice to buy booze from wine shops rather than restaurants and so on. And though we give him a tough time, we love him very much. He is one of the few truly simple people around and genuine sportsman. He
has a job offer waiting for him back home with Kenya Airways and we wish him the very best of luck and hope he enjoyed his little stint in India.
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The Aero Studs - Part 2
Johnny | 28 September 2004, 9:23am
The next Aero stud is none other than Shyam. He is a bihari, my room mate in the hostel and an extremely hard working and sensible guy, though an @$$#0le sometimes... :P But i guess he cant help it, Once a Bihari, always a Harami. :D
The following excerpt was written for his valedictory function, by his friends. Most of the Portion is in Hindi, and might contain some offensive language too... So read at ur own Risk. I m sure Shyam will reach great heights. GOOD LUCK my roomie. :) I can never forget our booze parties and lukkha sessions. Not to forget the memorable part time job we had done in our first year, and the amateur venture capitalist in us in the second year, though we lost 7k because of that. :)
Shyam aka Shyam Babu Pandey
His chinki looks may deceive you of his origins which are firmly rooted in bihar. He has firm belief that India can prosper only under bihari?s control. But his long term association with Dasas has instilled NRI attitude in him which is amply reflected by his possessions like bike, comp with sound boosters, mobile & wide range of cosmetics the money for which comes from his undoubtful extraordinary JEE teaching skills. His abnormal command over English with bihari accent is well demonstrated after getting drunk. Jab yeh kisi ko gaali dete hain to bitch ko beach bolte hai. Is NRI ki coefficient of authenticity is 0.25 bole to agar woh 8 bottles beer peene ka claim karta hai , as he usually does, then actually he hasn?t had an intake of more than 2 bottles. Phir mat kehna babu daru peekar danga karta hai.
Daaru peene ke baad yeh apne aapko nawab-e-hind samjhne lagte hain. Aur uske baad bechare wing ke sophies ka mujra hona mangta hai. Ek baar soni ne shyam ko birthday wish kiya to inhone use chaata jad diya.Aur daaru peen eke baad inko acchanak apne sharer mein kai parivartan hote nazar ate hai aur inhone yahan tak claim kiya hai ki "Doston mujhe lagta hai ki meri virginity lose ho gayi hai." Par pata nahi ki inhone yeh saugaat kahan khoi, Miss Singh ya ruby baar ki shehnaaz ya heena ki Mallika ya Jaat ke saath. Aur yahan tak sunne mein aaya hai ki yash chopra ki agli movie ki story Shyam, aur Jaat ke love se inspired hai. Inke favorite Hollywood hero Jackie chan aur jet lee hain. Yeh itne bade fan hai unke ki har movie ke 3 show hote hai aur full volume mein.Ab to wing waalon ko (huha-hai) ki awaazon ke bina raaton ko neend nahi aati. Aur yeh kisi bhi naye gaane ko,jo ki inhe pasand aata hai,winamp par enque kar shuffle aur repeat on kar ke full volume mein chalta chodd kar ghumne nikal jaate hain.
Other then kung-fu movies his other pass time are playing cards and carrom which are 24 hours open. At a budding age of 15 this politically aspiring bihari kid had to spend one night in jail. The reason.... beating up the principal of the school and burning his home as he claims for the trivial rise in the mess bill (keep the 0.25 factor at the back of ur mind). Jail ki ek raat inke iraadon ko kamzor nahi kar payi aur inhone apne sathiyom ke liye misaal kaayam karne ke liye ek ladke ko footer field par peet daala. Aur yahin pe mission SHYAM?S SHINING khatm nahi hua aur isi ko agey badate hue unhone apne prof ko ?FUCK YOU" signature ke saath ek mail bhej di aur reply mein he gets a FF grade.Aur inhone apne shastra gyan ka prayog kar, do mind that he?s a Brahman, calendar ki fixed date se ek raat pehle hi Jaat ke saath mil kar holika dehan kar di.
Shyam was still shining when he picked up a water balloon on holi n threw it just as to catch attention of Prof. PG but unfortunately it struck his daughter. To prove his worth he also ragged some seniors in inter IIT at Kharagpur (when he was still a sophie). His very interest in teaching was very much clear in his freshie year when he picks up a phone and asks the person whether this call is internal or external. These shining skills were very much responsible for his unsuccessful attempts in job interviews. For this guy once goes in for an interview and being very much addictive to royal life sits on a more comfortable of chairs available and guess what?? The chair was meant for the interviewer. But now he doesn?t needs any more chances as he has cracked a job at Inforte.
This guy is a complete man since 1981 as he has all the skills around. Talk about sports and babu has everything to offer from football, hockey, crossy and all. Our hostel football team hasn?t lost a single match in which shyam was playing. Besides he is a very good singer as well. We wish him all the best for the future. Keep shining Shyam.
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THE AERO STUDS. Part 1
Johnny | 27 September 2004, 9:56pm
I have spent my last 4 years, in the company of some wonderful people. I had some awesome experiences. I cant forget any of the guys who have made a difference to me in these four years of my graduation. What i am?, what i wud be?, is all cuz of these memorable moments and people. I truly am thankful to all u people. :)
I have made up my mind, to dedicate the blog space for the next few blogs to all those people. Lemme start of with my most popular and earliest group of friends. We are called the AERO STUDS. We are four of us.
This post is dedicated to Srikantan Selvamani .aka. Monu. The excerpt below is all about him. This was written by us friends, of him for the valedictory function.
Sometimes, you may not be able to get some slang used below. Please excuse, its our college slang. I didnt wanna edit any of the matter. Any doubts shall be definitely clarified. :)
Srikantan Raghavan Selvamani (Monu)
Someone once asked Srikantan Selvamani why he wears an M on his chain. His answer? Because my Mummy calls me Monu.
Monu is the DASA-personified of IIT! Over three years this one student has outshone every other when it comes to living life in style. He walked into IIT in a black trouser and neatly ironed white shirt, and the style hasn
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To Whomsoever it may concern.
Johnny | 28 August 2004, 7:16pm
I am back... I m back in hyd... And man do i feel good... :)
After travelling for 16 hours with weird co-passengers, not being able to sleep in the godamn Lower Side berth in the train (cuz i dont fit on it length wise.), i am finally back.
Attended my best friend's wedding yesterday. Man she was happy. I could see her smile with all her heart's content, when *he* was tying the three knots. She smiled like a baby. That smile alone made me forget the 16 hours of torture in the train. GOD BLESS U BABY. She is gonna leave for states in september. Miss u so much Laks. :(
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August Die She Must.
Johnny | 20 August 2004, 3:37pm
August Die She Must. The autumn winds blow chilly and cold. -- < !--StartFragment --> Simon & Garfunkel
August, a very bad and sad month for me. Many fateful things happened. I rather forget them. :(
The most terrible thing that happened was, i got an 'XX' grade in my Final project. All my plans of finishing off with my graduation, and spending the priceless one month i would get before i am absorbed into the clutches of the real world, in leisure, in Hyd, with my family, with my friends are shattered. :(
My current Crush got married this month, my ex - crush also current best friend, is gonna get married too this month. What is with these marriages and girls? All the good girls i know are gettin married, and i surely cant marry now. I feel that i am losing out on something. Its a strange feeling. I am not really sad, but i feel as if i am gonna lose on one facet of her personality. She would be officially someone else's. Not that i still have something for her.
I am Financially broke. I need money. :(
Anyways bygones are bygones. *sigh*
Today in our Dorm, some of us close buddies gathered together, and we had an interesting cack session, which ranged right from the different methods of torture to Was the british raj, the best thing to have happened to India?, with the cruel practice of sati in between.
Well it all started with this students' raggin case that cropped up in our institute, on the eve of Indian independence day. Some 2nd year guys of hostel number 7, were made to strip by four seniors. Actually it wasnt a big issue, except for the fact that one of the sophomore, who didnt strip himself, called up home to tell his friends' amazing experience in the hostel, to his momma. She obviously got scared and called up the Dean, and hence arrived the security jeeps, and the guys who were ragged were forced to tell the names. Then the next day a Disciplinary Action committee decided that the accused be punished severely. All the 4 of them have to drop for an year.
Dropping an year cuz of a misconduct is not a small issue. I think the authorities were too harsh in their decision. The whole student body here thinks the same. People appealed for a mercy petition. Hopefully things get better. One of the guys accused is a good friend of mine. He is a very kind and decent guy. I am sure he hadnt done something terribly wrong. Actually people do that kinna stuff usually, but things are not puffed like this one was.
Anyways me goin for a cup of tea now. Its 5:11 am already. Will come back and make Zzzzzz. :)
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Oye FRESHIE Inro de!
Johnny | 1 August 2004, 12:43am
Hmmm, How fast time passes by? I was this normal successful chap who got admission into ma college. I had these dreams of making it big, the dreams to conquer the world. I entered my college, and GOD knows howand why these dreams remained just dreams, nuttin happened, I wasnt the intellectual stud i thought i wud be after 4 years. I dont know how well i am equipped now to take on the real world. 4 YEARS? I didnt even realise when they had passed by. The memories of me being all new into my hostel still remain fresh. The new friends i made, the raggin fiasco, the sports orientation, the cultural orientation, the tech orientation, the Freshie night. All of them are still fresh in my mind.
Yesterday evening, i took a day off from keepin myself busy with my project and decided to play football, like i did in my young days as a junior. Play for no reason, just to have fun. It was raining heavily, still that cudnt stop us from starting the game sans SHOES. It was fun, seeing the new Freshies Queue up for their turn to play in the game. As the hostel sports enthu seniors, it was our responsibility to make the freshmen comfortable and also find out fresh talent in them, for the Freshies general Championship that wud start soon. I was havin nice time ordering around,
"Oye Freshie Intro de", "Abbey kick aise maarthe hai kya?, life mein football kabhi khela hai? Saalaa Maa*** ^&#&" "Oye tu jaake Goal keeping kar, aur tu mote saale forward khelega? Backie ban CH****" Etc....
We had a great game. We seniors were there all the time on the ground, changin freshies in between so as to see who plays well. It was more like ice hockey, with everyone slippin in the keechad. Man it was fun, but for one incident, a horrible piece of glass was destined to go into my foot. I cut myself badly. I cudnt feel the pain then. I continued playing in the mud water. After i came back to my room, i realised the pain. And today morning, the bruise was filled with puss.
I had to go to the hospital and get a Tetanus injected. It was sorta funny while the nurse tried to inject it in my back. I was lying in the Operation Theatre. lol I was there cuz there was no empty room in that damn hospital where i cud remove my pants and lie down. So i was taken to the operation theatre. The place smelled full of ether or spirit, givin me a feelin that i was being operated upon. Anyways Got myself a Tetanus. I gotta remember today cuz in future i can safely avoid goin for tetanus again if i hurt myself well within the days tetanus stays in my blood. (which i am sure, i wud)
Seeya...
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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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