well after a long break ..of nearly 3 months.. i am back
a lot has happened over the last 3 months..
1stly i gave my gre..i got a 1430 (v660/q770)
2ndly i am done with my semister 6 exams
i am officially now in final year
a lot of things coming up now ..
placements..toefl..
im also mostly giving subject GRE this november..
phew...anyways all this as i am just about to leave for amby valley for a short 2 day vacation..speaking of vacations i am just back from lonavala from a great one day trip with my college friends.
so thats that...
cheers
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Saturday, March 8, 2008
ARRRGHHHHHHH !! :@:@:@
GRRRR....im so fucking pissed , aargggggghhh #$%%$^ %^Y& %^& %^ &%^&
well no , nobody punched me on a train , its just this stupid television series ive been watching ,'lost'.picture of the coverpage of the dvd given below, just for your reference.
well no , nobody punched me on a train , its just this stupid television series ive been watching ,'lost'.picture of the coverpage of the dvd given below, just for your reference.
20 hours of wasting my time , and end of season 1 , they hvnt explained most of the questions about the season , they havent explained so many irritating questions , ...
well it was a decent season though , the plot was interesting , the charectors wele believable , all in all a decent show , the cliff hanger in the 1st season end , made me watch the second season ...
so again , another 20 hours of wasting my time , most of my questions of the 1st season still remain unanswered , some new questions are not answered at the end of this season...and im wondering what the hell is going on...i mean common..are you serious..are you fucking serious..if i meet the writers , i swear id chop them down like a fruit...no kiddin..
warning to the writers of 'lost' and anyone from the ABC network , dun cross my path for i shall kill you !!!
no cheers..im fuckin bummed off
ps. DO NOT WATCH LOST...its a serious advice..
Thursday, March 6, 2008
End of a legend , begining of another !!
Well , Maldini's career is coming to an end , after last nights defeat against arsenal at the san siro..
for all those not having a clue i am talking about , well its about football , about the great team of AC milan , and more specifically the end of a legend , MALDINI
great defender , great player and one of the biggest legends of the beautiful game.
well as his career comes to an end , i am sure this is not the last maldini on the football pitch ,
have a look at the video , its daniel maldini tackling seedorf..
i guess when its all in the genes..
cheers
for all those not having a clue i am talking about , well its about football , about the great team of AC milan , and more specifically the end of a legend , MALDINI
great defender , great player and one of the biggest legends of the beautiful game.
well as his career comes to an end , i am sure this is not the last maldini on the football pitch ,
have a look at the video , its daniel maldini tackling seedorf..
i guess when its all in the genes..
cheers
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
something im trying , help me !!
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click above and register on the site , it will give me credit points.
just trying something , lets see if it works
cheers
click above and register on the site , it will give me credit points.
just trying something , lets see if it works
cheers
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
The other bar !!!
Venue : Grand Hyatt(ballroom)
Occasion :Varun and Priyanka's sangeet ceremony
time : 12:00 am
Well i am standing outside the crowded bar , waiting for my 2nd drink for the night , mehul was getting me a repeat of my previous drink ( black label with coke ) and mehul was getting his drink (black label with water). The music was really loud , the sangeet dances where still going on, the energy levels were so high , was fantastic. Sid is as usual getting someone a drink , there's an old saying you know ! it goes like this.. "if your looking for sid , check the bar". Its True , ask anyone.Anyways coming back to me , i was still waiting there , it had been like 5-6 minutes since mehul had been trying to get the drinks , and 5-6 minutes is lot of time wasted .
And then suddenly out of nowwhere , i notice another bar at the other end of the ballroom . A sudden gush relief mixed with excitement filled in me, i told mehul and we went there , and mehul didnt stop thanking me for this the whole night. We got our drinks in no time !
It was a wonderful night , last night. Oh that reminds me , a here's wishing Varun And Priyanka all the very best and wishing them happiness in thier life to come.
cheers
ps. was fun to watch sid so drunk , you guys have to check out the recording i took of him singing the liverpool song in conrad's room at 3 in the morning , hilarious i tell you.
Occasion :Varun and Priyanka's sangeet ceremony
time : 12:00 am
Well i am standing outside the crowded bar , waiting for my 2nd drink for the night , mehul was getting me a repeat of my previous drink ( black label with coke ) and mehul was getting his drink (black label with water). The music was really loud , the sangeet dances where still going on, the energy levels were so high , was fantastic. Sid is as usual getting someone a drink , there's an old saying you know ! it goes like this.. "if your looking for sid , check the bar". Its True , ask anyone.Anyways coming back to me , i was still waiting there , it had been like 5-6 minutes since mehul had been trying to get the drinks , and 5-6 minutes is lot of time wasted .
And then suddenly out of nowwhere , i notice another bar at the other end of the ballroom . A sudden gush relief mixed with excitement filled in me, i told mehul and we went there , and mehul didnt stop thanking me for this the whole night. We got our drinks in no time !
It was a wonderful night , last night. Oh that reminds me , a here's wishing Varun And Priyanka all the very best and wishing them happiness in thier life to come.
cheers
ps. was fun to watch sid so drunk , you guys have to check out the recording i took of him singing the liverpool song in conrad's room at 3 in the morning , hilarious i tell you.
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Tree hugging ..!!!
well ive decided to add some entertainment quotient to the few visitors to my blog ,
well im going to post all the funny jokes i come across on the internet..
heres a funny one to begin with..
While walking through the forests a man came upon another man hugging a tree with his ear firmly against the tree. Seeing this he inquired, “Just out of curiosity, what the heck are you doing?”
“I’m listening to the music of the tree,” the other man replied.
“You gotta be kiddin’ me.”
“No, would you like to give it a try?”
Understandably curious, the man says, “Well, OK…”
So he wrapped his arms around the tree and pressed his ear up against it. With this the other guy, slapped a pair of handcuffs on him, took his wallet, jewelry, car keys, then stripped him naked and left.
Two hours later another nature lover strolled by, saw this guy handcuffed to the tree stark naked, and asked, “What the hell happened to you?”
He told the guy the whole terrible story about how he got there.
When he finished telling his story, the other guy shook his head in sympathy, walked around behind him, kissed him gently behind the ear and said, “Cupcake, this just ain’t gonna be your day…”
well im going to post all the funny jokes i come across on the internet..
heres a funny one to begin with..
While walking through the forests a man came upon another man hugging a tree with his ear firmly against the tree. Seeing this he inquired, “Just out of curiosity, what the heck are you doing?”
“I’m listening to the music of the tree,” the other man replied.
“You gotta be kiddin’ me.”
“No, would you like to give it a try?”
Understandably curious, the man says, “Well, OK…”
So he wrapped his arms around the tree and pressed his ear up against it. With this the other guy, slapped a pair of handcuffs on him, took his wallet, jewelry, car keys, then stripped him naked and left.
Two hours later another nature lover strolled by, saw this guy handcuffed to the tree stark naked, and asked, “What the hell happened to you?”
He told the guy the whole terrible story about how he got there.
When he finished telling his story, the other guy shook his head in sympathy, walked around behind him, kissed him gently behind the ear and said, “Cupcake, this just ain’t gonna be your day…”
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
What the HELL ~!!!
WELL thats exactly what i was thinking the moment that fist hit me...
here's what happened today ( mind you i am not drunk, i am not making it up and no my blogspot account has not been hacked by stevan speilberg)..
i was returning home from a tiring day at college in the usual 5:08 local from parle to wadala , the day was especially tiring as i had played 2 matches in the RGIT football tournament for my college and also attenended a prof. Ranjana Singh practicals( Folks from the E2 batch in IT 3rd yr engineering will know what i am dealing with here) .Anyways, coming back to the train journey , i am here sitting on the 2nd row of the wooden seating arrangement in the usual 2nd class compartment , doing my usual thing that i do while i travel alone in the local ie nothing, and somewhere between mahim junction and kings circle station , there comes this beggar/drunk/weird/shabby guy and you will not believe what i type next , yeah..he frickin punches me hard..
thats right..he hit me out of the blew , without the hint of a warning ,
yes i repeat ..he frickin hit me ..and i am beeing completly honest here , i DID not do anything to deserve that ( i have said this atleast 20 times today ,10 times to the railway cops at wadala ).
what followed was a very emotional response , emotional not in the way you are imagining right now and grinning , emotional in the way that there were a lot of emotions involved , emotions like bewilderment , anger , puzzledment , irritation , complete shock and surprise at the randomness and probability of the event , i mean common , i seriously would not belive anyone who told me this story nor would i believe a similar stupid blog post.And the manner of this emotional response was an obvious attempt to hit back/defend myself from a future blow/trying to figure out if it was a dream...
well after the initial trade of blows , there was this weird pause...a couple of people in the train took notice but the majority of the people in the compartment hadnt taken notice to this absurdity, complete randomn and weird event.After this pause as i began to expect it (however weird it may sound) , came another exchange of blows , he punched me square in the stomouch and the rib cage , i just punched wherever i could make any contact , a complete mad and blind attack on some sort of a completly unforseen predator(if i can use that word) in a couple of minutes around 2-3 people separated us and the sometheres began to quiz about what was going on , and i just couldnt believe at what had just happened, i mean i had no idea why the guy started hitting me , i ask this again .. why o why..
well the ending is somewhat the usual , we got down at wadala , i reported the guy to the RPF (cops at the station) after explaining my version of the bewildering event to 3 different cops , they finally took down my complaint and i got permission to go home , having given them my contact details .
phew..it will take sometime to get over this , writing this down here probably helped..
cheers.
ps. im so fucking glad i don't remember any of my dreams and that all my nights are dreamless and peacefull , so whatever nightmares i might have , fortunately i shall not remember any of them in the morning :D.
here's what happened today ( mind you i am not drunk, i am not making it up and no my blogspot account has not been hacked by stevan speilberg)..
i was returning home from a tiring day at college in the usual 5:08 local from parle to wadala , the day was especially tiring as i had played 2 matches in the RGIT football tournament for my college and also attenended a prof. Ranjana Singh practicals( Folks from the E2 batch in IT 3rd yr engineering will know what i am dealing with here) .Anyways, coming back to the train journey , i am here sitting on the 2nd row of the wooden seating arrangement in the usual 2nd class compartment , doing my usual thing that i do while i travel alone in the local ie nothing, and somewhere between mahim junction and kings circle station , there comes this beggar/drunk/weird/shabby guy and you will not believe what i type next , yeah..he frickin punches me hard..
thats right..he hit me out of the blew , without the hint of a warning ,
yes i repeat ..he frickin hit me ..and i am beeing completly honest here , i DID not do anything to deserve that ( i have said this atleast 20 times today ,10 times to the railway cops at wadala ).
what followed was a very emotional response , emotional not in the way you are imagining right now and grinning , emotional in the way that there were a lot of emotions involved , emotions like bewilderment , anger , puzzledment , irritation , complete shock and surprise at the randomness and probability of the event , i mean common , i seriously would not belive anyone who told me this story nor would i believe a similar stupid blog post.And the manner of this emotional response was an obvious attempt to hit back/defend myself from a future blow/trying to figure out if it was a dream...
well after the initial trade of blows , there was this weird pause...a couple of people in the train took notice but the majority of the people in the compartment hadnt taken notice to this absurdity, complete randomn and weird event.After this pause as i began to expect it (however weird it may sound) , came another exchange of blows , he punched me square in the stomouch and the rib cage , i just punched wherever i could make any contact , a complete mad and blind attack on some sort of a completly unforseen predator(if i can use that word) in a couple of minutes around 2-3 people separated us and the sometheres began to quiz about what was going on , and i just couldnt believe at what had just happened, i mean i had no idea why the guy started hitting me , i ask this again .. why o why..
well the ending is somewhat the usual , we got down at wadala , i reported the guy to the RPF (cops at the station) after explaining my version of the bewildering event to 3 different cops , they finally took down my complaint and i got permission to go home , having given them my contact details .
phew..it will take sometime to get over this , writing this down here probably helped..
cheers.
ps. im so fucking glad i don't remember any of my dreams and that all my nights are dreamless and peacefull , so whatever nightmares i might have , fortunately i shall not remember any of them in the morning :D.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Football !!!
Well football has been a huge part of my life m right from grade I where i was 1st introduced to the beautiful game till the time i started playing regularly till date..
its been an amazing journey , playing with my boot size of 3 to right now playing with a boot size of 9. It seems just like yesterday that i went with mom to buy my 1st pair of shoes :D and my 1st football ...
Our school had this system where in each year , there was a division called as the "A" divison or "sports divison" where students who excelled in all sports were put together and this divison would have a special timetable where in they would get extra sports period (ie 2 hrs a day for 3 days a week ) :D ..
well the whole system is important in achieveing all round growth and also to promote and support sporting talent. Every year in the summer vacation, all the students including those in the sports divison had to undergo a sports camp where their performance in the sport is annalysed and the new sport divison students were chosen from those in the summer camp. So your place in the elite sports divison was not to be taken for granted and one had to perform well to stay in the same divison the next year.(ie to be promoted from V A to VI A one has to make sure he is performing well enough in his respective sport).As a very young kid , Well since it is too early to decide which sport he has potential in , from grade I to grade IV all of the kids in the sports divison had to play all the sports , and il tell you something , there was something special about playing football , something so amazing that other sports just didnt interest me the least.It was one of my happiest days of my life as a 9 yr when i was selected for football in grade V. That was it , i was to play for school every year from Grade V to grade IX :D. Those were the best days of my life !
seriously looking back at it now , i cannot imagine how life would have shaped out without football.
cheers
its been an amazing journey , playing with my boot size of 3 to right now playing with a boot size of 9. It seems just like yesterday that i went with mom to buy my 1st pair of shoes :D and my 1st football ...
Our school had this system where in each year , there was a division called as the "A" divison or "sports divison" where students who excelled in all sports were put together and this divison would have a special timetable where in they would get extra sports period (ie 2 hrs a day for 3 days a week ) :D ..
well the whole system is important in achieveing all round growth and also to promote and support sporting talent. Every year in the summer vacation, all the students including those in the sports divison had to undergo a sports camp where their performance in the sport is annalysed and the new sport divison students were chosen from those in the summer camp. So your place in the elite sports divison was not to be taken for granted and one had to perform well to stay in the same divison the next year.(ie to be promoted from V A to VI A one has to make sure he is performing well enough in his respective sport).As a very young kid , Well since it is too early to decide which sport he has potential in , from grade I to grade IV all of the kids in the sports divison had to play all the sports , and il tell you something , there was something special about playing football , something so amazing that other sports just didnt interest me the least.It was one of my happiest days of my life as a 9 yr when i was selected for football in grade V. That was it , i was to play for school every year from Grade V to grade IX :D. Those were the best days of my life !
seriously looking back at it now , i cannot imagine how life would have shaped out without football.
cheers
Sunday, February 10, 2008
an old poem i wrote..
she's the one that stayed that way
its a short time ago..i began knowing her so well
its been so wonderful..how amazing i juss can't tell
there are not many words that describe her ways
be it the silence,the laughter or the sweet smiling face
she's the one that stayed that ways
he doesnt speak that loud,as her eyes do most of the talking
even when all the chips r down,she will still keep on walking
she writes she draws she reads ...oh yes she even sings
ive lost count of it but there are so many other things
she's the one that stayed that way
the best way to ur loved ones heart they say
is through thier stomouch ,der's no other way
the same can be said for her..the food gotta be more than okay
..its nt burgers or pizzas but its gotta be the sizzlers at kobe
she's the one that stayed that way
you cannot miss her silent stare ..
its like the solar flare..
comes quite often..directly at you
you don't know wts fuse of her's u blew :P
she's the one that stayed that way
the colors are blue and green..
the mind is smart and clean..
as a friend as a guide ..year after year after year !
psychology is what she wants to do..n she's made that very clear..
she's the one that stayed that way
its her for whom i make my say..
its for whom i shine like the day
she is the one for whom this poem rhymes..
her name is ***** ***** and she's worth a trillion dimes,,,
she's the one that stayed that way..
Ps. i wrote it for a friend , he wanted to write something for this girl.
its a short time ago..i began knowing her so well
its been so wonderful..how amazing i juss can't tell
there are not many words that describe her ways
be it the silence,the laughter or the sweet smiling face
she's the one that stayed that ways
he doesnt speak that loud,as her eyes do most of the talking
even when all the chips r down,she will still keep on walking
she writes she draws she reads ...oh yes she even sings
ive lost count of it but there are so many other things
she's the one that stayed that way
the best way to ur loved ones heart they say
is through thier stomouch ,der's no other way
the same can be said for her..the food gotta be more than okay
..its nt burgers or pizzas but its gotta be the sizzlers at kobe
she's the one that stayed that way
you cannot miss her silent stare ..
its like the solar flare..
comes quite often..directly at you
you don't know wts fuse of her's u blew :P
she's the one that stayed that way
the colors are blue and green..
the mind is smart and clean..
as a friend as a guide ..year after year after year !
psychology is what she wants to do..n she's made that very clear..
she's the one that stayed that way
its her for whom i make my say..
its for whom i shine like the day
she is the one for whom this poem rhymes..
her name is ***** ***** and she's worth a trillion dimes,,,
she's the one that stayed that way..
Ps. i wrote it for a friend , he wanted to write something for this girl.
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