Status Quo...

Well,okay the title doesn't sound that cool,cant help it though,if you have a better title,do let me know..!!.It’s been almost two months or so since something actually appeared on this blog,not emphasising on the content nor the quality of the blogs.My typical day is made up of a couple of useless classes with equally useless staffs blabbering stuff which neither of us can comprehend,some cricket matches,orkut,yahoo messenger and ofcourse reruns of my favourite movies.Guess that does give me some time for a blog or two.
Agreed..I write nonsense.I am telling you something that everyone else other than me knows.But I write whatever I want to write,rather than what you want me to write or read.
(Now for most of the people who are actually thinking,"wait a minute,do they actually read your blogs,forget commenting?!",the answer is yes,rarely,as scarce as the sensible and funny posts in my blog..!!).
Life offlate has been okay,in case you people are not aware of the developments in my life,here is a "brief" summary of the things that changed my life recently,
1.I have an arrear-Digital Signal Processing-DSP
For the ones who dont know what DSP is,its fondly called as Degree Stopping Paper.Such is its reputation to act as a obstacle for your degree and i've heard cases wherein many of them actually get married,have kids and they take along their kids to write this paper,just kidding.I aint the only one but then i dont care about the company in this aspect.I've donated rs.400/- to Anna University under the name of "Re-evaluation",its more like a donation,you just give,expect nothing in return.Clearing in re-eval is something similar to a 9-0 defeat of Brazil against India in the FIFA world cup.But then,its just a hope,afterall its that which drives lives.Okay before steve bucknor can raise his finger or before Symonds can start accusing his opponents (for what,calling him rightfully a monkey.Infact i realised that he resembles a simian only after he called himself one..!!) for racially abuse,I would like to switch to another topic,lighter one may be.
2.Watched almost all the movies (pongal releases).
I know this doesnt sound exactly like some achievement or nothing even close to it,it is for me.Its these small and trivial stuffs that make me happy rather than a disco with girls all around.Anyways,lets not get into such stuff,this blog is nothing about happiness and its manifestations.Yeah,where was i.Movies...I was so desperate for movies that i watched the super hit movies like "kaalai","bheema","pirivom sandhippom",(please,stop laughing,i think i am serious,was i?!..).There is nothing worth talking about these movies,but then the only thing mattered to me was,i went with my classmates,mocked the movie,shouted,enjoyed.That was better than watching the movie itself.
3.My final year project is "still" in the shelves.
I hate to talk about academics here,but then,this is the only place where i can express my views however stupid and childish they are.I really have no grudge or hatred towards the ones who've joined a company for their project,but then its a little unfair to see them ready with the code while we keep struggling to meet the deadlines and reviews.Its really annoying to watch that all your classmates actually have the whole project in their hand and here you are not knowing what to do,ofcourse i am to be blamed.Its my laziness that is to be blamed here,me and my procrastination.Hope that i get well before the time it matters the most.Recently our project has taken shape and all i can do is pray and work that all ends well.
So thats about it i guess..will be back with a better post,no dont worry,not the status stuff..something humourous-hopefully..!!
p.s:
Its high time i take a bath now,atleast for public welfare-forgot to mention that..!!

AIDS awareness..err....MIRUGAM-the review.

Director-Saami.
Producer-Karthik.
Music-Sabesh Murali.
Cast-Aathi,Padmapriya,Kanja Karuppu,Sona,Banuchander.
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This is saami's 2nd venture,1st one being "uyir" which stirred controversies.This one aint any exception-it comes with "A" rating from the CBFC.Rightfully so,i might add.
The movie is set in a rural milieu and Anbazhagan alias Ayyanar is a ruffian who terrorises the village.The debutant aathi makes a mark with his crude mannerims and his physical build-the height,broad shoulders epitomises virility-overdone at times though.He reminds you a lot of paruthi kaarthick.The first half is pretty much made up of two things-you can see the hero in his prurient self trying to rape someone..anyone..and the next thing you can see is that he keeps guzzling "kallu".At any instant of the first half,he is either drinking down litres of kallu and or attempting to rape hapless woman who fall in his sight.His sidekick Idi Thaangi (played by Ganja Karuppu)envies the sexual prowess of his master.He constitutes the humour track which does evoke few "smiles" at times-rarely though.Not much can be said about the first half where the keyword is booze,sleaze,rapes and more of it.The funny part is that not much of a difference lies between the protaganist and his bull who's libidos are most probably the same.And all that credit goes to the director who potrayed him that way.The title is justified as you can see his uncouth activities like-tearing the old lady's ear,trying to stab the pregnant Azhagamma and making her run miles reminds you of his animal like behaviour and ruthlessness.ANd i'm glad i brought Azhagamma(played by Padmapriya).Thankfully,she aint one of those run of the mill heroines but climbs palm trees,beats up ruffians and delivers knock-out punches in a perfectly believable manner.On the usual lines,Ayyanar makes amorous advances on her--only to be swatted back in his own fashion and he decides to marry just to conquer her.Then comes the twist in his life when he realises she aint a subservient woman whom he came across all along.As the plot progresses,you cant stop grinning at the bickerings between the two.The first half ends with the hero suffering from some mysterious disease and some really weird symptoms.The 1st half is pretty racy and the question "yen(why)" posted to you raises many questions in your mind-are they asking you why are you still here or is it that why did you choose this movie of all the movies..!?!..The movie pretty much reminds you of paruthiveeran esp that song in the middle of nowhere..but thankfully that feeling of "seen-this-before" fades away once the second half gets rolling.
The second half is where you begin to see signs of a human in the hero.For one he begins to love his wife-not withstanding the beatings though.He begins to suffer from a really mysterious killer known as AIDS.It is in this half that he gets used to dope,homosexuality,drugs etc in the prison.But if there is one thing that i dont understand,it is the question of why does the hero often put into jail.!.As the second half progresses,you start to loathe this guy for the insensitive clod that he is towards his wife.Padmapriya potrays the role of caring wife with perfection eventhough its beyond her scope.He sodomises literally everyone and anyone whom he finds and he pays for his promiscuity later on.Day by day his condition deteriorates and he gets admitted in the hospital.Inspite of getting admitted for the same,he doesnt change and remains animal like.He gets banished out of the village for the same.As the disease worsens and symptoms get more worse,he drastically turns into something else,more tinier and a weaker guy.The make up for this character is perfect and is faintly reminiscent of "Rakthakaneer" stuff.But then at the end of the day,he learns what is life all about and tries to repent for his sins by offering the place in front of his house for constructive purposes.By the time you feel pity for him,he dies.In the end a fitting end for the guy that he has been all along in his life.In the climax,there is this long speech from padmapriya which is little unjustified considering the funeral rites that she has to perform..!!
Overall mirugam scores and it seems like a 3 minute AIDS awarness ad being elongated into a 3 hr movie with the elements of a movie.This awarness part can be observed by the way the doc delivers a speech to those villagers..it reminded me of those govt of india DD ads..!!.This is a movie worth watching and beyond any doubt not with parents.It is a realistic movie with overdoses of sex,violence and vulgarity.Credit must be given to the director for skillfully treading the thin path between sex and at the same time delivering the message too..!!
Well...thats about mirugam i guess...do watch it and let it make you into an animal..like it did to the guy posting this blog...!!

Life is Good....!!

well i know that the title sounds like the slogan of a very popular brand,but no,i'm really beginning to feel good-not because S.O(special officer) left my college,i'm placed..yes you read it right,i'm PLACED..!!
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venue-Sri Ram engineering College
time-not sure,obviously in the morning.
date-sep 10th,2007.

The event that lead me to this fateful day?!.7th september,well it was some aptitude test comprising 4 sections.
1.comprehension
2.quants
3.logical
4.Data Structures,C,OS etc.
The test began on a usual note-i was blank,knew nothing.To make things more annoying i had this friend of mine asking me for answers when i knew nothing,whatever.The test lasted for about an hour or so.To my knowledge,i did well only in comprehension,logical and the other two were hopeless as i was randomly shading the circles,just when i was about to complete the pattern in my OMR..time was up.They said they'll announce the results later on the evening,none had the hope to wait,besides who would wait-afterall we've got our culturals and a last one at that.So we left,not even a shred of hope was there in
my case,i knew it would be one of those cases where i would call my dad and tell him my friends are selected and my dad would retort "its okay,there is always a next time" and all that.There i was sitting in my college's lawn and watching some event on the stage when my friend sent me the message "you are selected"..and i was like.."what the @#@#$$*&*&...!!wow...".I was'nt the only one,there were about 3 along with me and the surprising thing was that-only four of em were selected out of some 50 odd students,i mean from my college-so you can gauge my luck.I was very elated coz all this "aptitude through'ing" and all that were new words in my placement dictionary.
The interview was on monday(10/09/07) and needless to say i felt as tensed as a guy sitting on a time bomb.Unfortunately,time dint seem to sense my feelings and it was punctual-*poof* came monday- D day..!!
MONDAY:-
I hated it,that college was like built in the middle of no man's land and the only thing you can probably do there is plough fields,sleep there,eat there.i began to wonder what those students do when they bunk college,,..but the good side is that you realise its better you attend the college rather then bunking it in the middle of the day..!!
ahem..sorry i got carried away..where was i..yeah..I decided to go with anupam in his bike.The journey lasted for about an hour or so,after enquiring many people we finally reached the college-a relief.
The interview was SUPPOSED to start at around 9,but due to various difficulties it started only at around 1.30pm if my watch was right.But that doesnt mean we wasted time,the students at that college were human enough to actually understand our boredom and showed the movie-"chak de"..unfortunately that was cut short thanks to the timely intervention of the HR's of that company.
The HR's were also in a hurry,may be they had some flight to catch or whatever.They split the ones available into groups of 5 and the interview was over in a jiffy-not for me ofcourse,for the ones before me.!!.Then came my turn,i was pretty confident.It was over in about 10 minutes,technical wit periodically general questions like "tel me about yourself,hobbies..".I did pretty well,i was kinda confident,but i dint wanna fly high.So i sobered up.
The results were out ....and suprise..I was IN..seesh..I was very happy..called my dad,messaged all my friends..I was so happy,had no words at all.
Oh yeah,anupam,one more gal of my class also got placed.
Now my life is pretty settled and stable,waiting eagerly for the offer letter.
I forgot to mention the name of the company-EDS..do google it if you have time..
Thank you..
And if you people are wondering why i've displayed that pic,i stumbled upon this really really funny pic,wanted to share it with you people..!!

Airtel sucks...part ii

I hate this-from 22nd august..its farewell for the free messages,yes..they are charged-5ps/sms..may the free messages R.I.P..no forwards,no hi's..no good mornings and nights..!!
thank you..amen..!!

Express yourself,uh....*sulking*..

There are few things in life which get better by the day and they improve,i guess i concluded too early without actually referring to my signals...yes..mobile..signals..that stuff.You see first and foremost,i would like to meet these people at Airtel and tell them they should be watching movies in teja tv and should be listening to tamil songs sung by udit narayanan for all the weird things that they have been doing to my connection.Many times my precious but dwindling balances have been wasted thanks to the "weak-as-a-starved-child" kinda signals.I keep talking something important and intellectual like the sensex or how can compilers be made faster(ok,i love exaggerating..!!)and the call will get cut abruptly without any warning,with the probability as high as me failing in the weekly tests.Like a moron i keep yapping this end and in the other they are blissfully unaware of what was i blabbering,life saver at times i must say.!!.Anyways lets not get into my academic side,this blog is about my experiences with airtel and my struggle to talk with people with more than few minutes in my mobile.
To exasperate the experiences mentioned afore,you see those commercials being aired about some grandson,grandpa relationships.I really feel pissed when i see that ad coz here i am unable to talk for a few seconds over the phone and that guy is actually able to play games like chess via the phone,how irritating can it get?!
I actually feel the ad could've been modified in such a way so that its less offending to people like me.If the ad isnt enough,you always have the caption "express yourself"-yeah..right..uh.!!.But one thing must be appreciated,ARR's music is the only thing that gives you some relief when you are pissed off because of the signals,may be thats why they roped in Rahman..whatever.At times i feel so irritated that i feel like calling customer care and complaining them,but cant help it-no signal for that either-curse those stupid people at customer care..!!
But there are still good people left,i'll have to search for kajol so that i can make free calls from her mobile.I've seen this female in an ad wherein she provides relief to the people suffering like me and actually gives her phone to use,that too for free.May be i'll build her a small room right next to my house so that all my sufferings'll b gone.Hope she finds me in some traffic signal or may be in my house standing outside,why-simple reason,no signal.!!

sivaji or shriya'ji..watever....-the review..!!!!

After many days and months of painful wait for a good movie,its finally here..shivaji-the boss.You know who has produced,directed,casting blah blah,so i dont want to get into it(refer wikipedia for such details...)yeah and coming back to the review-as any movie,this one also can be divided into two-the 1st half and the 2nd half.Since its a rajini movie,it can be split up into "riches-to-rags-rajini" and "rags-to-riches-rajini".!!
So there i was in the movie hall-punctual,went there even before the titles rolled in.As soon as everyone saw the name in bold letters "super star rajinikanth"..the audience just erupted with whistles all over the place and some idiots screamin-well..atleast i did..
The opening was an awesome one where they'll be taking a masked guy into the jail with many protesting the act-you need not be einstein to guess that hez rajini.From there on the protagonist explains to his neighbouring cellmate why is he in jail..!!
Thus the story starts....and so does the painful 1st half......
The first half is pretty much lame and dumb.I'm really beginning to wonder if it was the same director who gave sane movies like gentleman,anniyan et al.I mean the very first half,you can find rajini going behind girls as he wants a tamil girl.All that is pardonable and humourous,but only to a certain extent!!.Later on as the movie progresses,you start sleeping only to wake up in the middle for songs.And speaking of songs,beautiful..simply wonderful sets,mind blowing music,grandiose in every frame.This guy doesnt know how to take the low budget ones-who cares,afterall its the producers money,whatever..lets not get into the monetary details of the movie as i'm terribly poor with large numbers..!!Anyways in the first half,you can actually guess the sequences,replete with just two things-shriya and educational project.Its either that or this.In one scene you find rajini and vivek doing the stupid things for shriya(was shankar drunk while directing?!!!) and the very next scene you find him in corporate buildings fighting for his rights.And as usual shankar lays emphasis on the corruption and all that.All that was good alright but too much of anything is bad.The first half would be boring if it were'nt for shriya.WOW-that was the only word that i had for this female.They should've equipped the hall with more fire extingushers-she was HOT?!!She scorched the screen with her presence and in the songs i was speechless and dumbstruck as i was caught helpless in deciding what to give importance to-rahman's score,thotta tharani's set,rajini or shriya.Rajini made the heads turn as he was awesome,young and rejuvenated,its as if he had found the fountain of youth,refer the pic for more details.To say the least his acting and comical stuff was great,reminded me of the old "muthu","veera" days-good ol' rajini.Speaking of comedy,till date i'm unable to understand the role of raja and solomon pappayya.The whole concept of "pazhagalaam vaanga" was ridiculous,so much so that after some time you forget how to smile-as in my case.I mean shriya's pretext is too lame,according to her-how can unknown people marry.All that makes sense,but they simply overdo that.All you can do is to sit helplessly as vivek-raja-solomon trio slaughter you with thier so called antics and comedy-such a pain in the ****(i meant head..!!)..Obviously there has to be someone to challenge rajini and for him to show his power,so you have suman just for that.The yester-year veteran was apt for the villain,the usual "powerful-but-pleasant" kinda villains that you see regularly in the movies.Clad in white dhoti and shirt,he was good and those coolers,its better that he doesnt take them off,for your sake,better hope that he doesnt.!!And speaking of veterans,there was raghuvaran-may be he just signed up for a guest role,you can just see him here and there-rarely,just like comedy in the movie.!!After being gullible enough to lose all his property,thalai comes to the streets,so as usual,its payback time.Finally some relief,no the movie isn't over,the first half just did and i woke up.!!.My sincere advice,you can as well sleep through the 1st half..and then wake up coz the movie begins only in the 2nd half.
Just as i was about to sleep after the snacks that i've had,i decided to stay awake and see if there was any story left-atleast in the second half..!!
I was not disappointed,there was some story and may be shankar started his direction only from the second half..The 2nd half was as usual nice with rajini's fight sequences making look matrix's "neo" like a kid.The stunts went overboard but the mindless crowd loved it,i aint exceptional.Rajini's punch dialogues were good,worth applauding,though some seemed like sms forwards..!!,Since its a rajini movie,its better to stop thinking and appreciate them.As for shriya's acting,who cares,as long as shez hot.She plays a dumb girl who actually falls for a equally dumb plot of the CBI..you'll actually get pissed off at her stupidity and you feel like killing her for giving in thalai..darn that girl..uh...i still hate her for that..!!
And this blog aint complete without actually talking about the "oru koodai sunlight.." song.It seems he spent crores and a year for that-some colour super-imposing stuff.Instead of wasting both time and money-he could've as well refined the script and screenplay further.Whats the point in spending crores just to make him look like an albino or a guy suffering from anemia,he looked ghostly white and pale..seesh hope they stop doing it in the future,its better if he is black.I was glad that they confined that complexion to just a song,may be the producer had enough and shankar was considerate to have left us and the producer.As if spending crores on songs was'nt enough,the cruel director actually threw the producers money all over the place and let students pick it up-how bad of him!!The climax saw the hero's victory excluding the directors defeat-stupid stuff that none actually noticed a six footer suman lying on the ground and he died coz of a stampede,how dumb can you get..!!..
In a "diamond studded" nutshell,it dint live upto its hype.Too much hype...I must watch it for the second time,its time for the show,i gotta leave,but its okay,i'll watch the movie only from the second half..!!

d four digit stuff.....

Finally after a year of torturing people to read my blog and all that,my counter has finally crept to the 1000+ mark..i'm really indebted to three people-
1.me-for frequently refreshing the blog to increase the counter...;)
2.myself-for frequently visiting my blog to see if my counter has increased...!!
3.the guyz and gals whom i paid for reading my blog...
just kidding....i'm really happy and i owe you people a lot and my fans(hullo...anyone there..!!..damn my blog is echoing empty..!!)too..
Will keep posting more....thanks....keep looking out this space for more...

Final year........finally..!!

After the three torturous years of engineering,i'm finally nearing the end of this course...yeah,i feel relieved..i'm the final year guy.In about a year or so,i'll become a complete idiot..i'm THE SENIOR,so i can rag anyone,do whatever i want.(ofcourse,overlooking the fact that there are the M.E students..!!)..
These three years taught me a lot-no not academics though,a lot about life,made me the moron that i am now.!!Let me tell you what did i learn,
> First year(tot of underlining tis thing,but d ctrl+u option is not there,darn!):
It was the very excitement of graduating to a new level.The thrill of meeting new people-now i may not be an extrovert,but still new people,new friends,ofcourse they excite anyone breathing.I was not disappointed,i met new people.Some of them turned out to be idiots like me,the rest....worse than i was.The 1st year went on well with the 1st semester having many labs,so much so that we actually forgot the days of the week and we remembered the day by the lab that day,but all of these made no difference to me.These tight schedules and records dint actually hamper my irregularity,i was the same irregular guy that your professors keep scolding.Inspite of out-standing performance in the semester labs,i managed to clear-just.And the second semester was different,did quite well.Infact its my highest till date.
Somehow i managed to scrape through and went to the second year.
> Second year:
Now this was a very funny year,when you actually become a senior.You believe that you are the boss and all that,ofcourse the scapegoats being the juniors!It was fun alright,after settling a little bit with the classmates,getting used to those people was the fun part,liked it though.Somehow this year saw the formation of petty petty groups and they started establishing themseleves.We started roaming in packs,mocked at every oppurtunity got,it was nice alright.This year went on pretty quickly.
> Third year:
This is the year,i learnt so much,i lost my dearest friend,became a recluse,was banished from all the groups.Its here that i actually learnt that everyone has his/her own groups and that i belonged to none-the hard way.I was more like a nomad,freelancer.I dont know if it was my fault or thiers,be it whosoever's-i'm single and happy*.I started avoiding people and vice versa.I dont know what hit them or me but,i started treating everyone as a persona non grata,may be that expatiates why people treat me like that,whatever.Anyways,getting back to this year,this was the year when i saw arrears coming into my life,not one,,,but two..I hated life,life replete with irony and misery-1st two year,all cleared,maintained a decent aggr,the crucial third year for placements,i find myself keeping arrears.Yuck...this was life at its ugliest best.I cleared both of them in the next semester only to find another arrear displacing the two!!..I've written that paper this semester,hope i clear.But given the current scheme of things to come,i'll keep my fingers crossed.
> Fourth year:
Dont know what lies ahead and what does fate hold for me..i'll let you know anyways..!!!
*-conditions apply..
p.s:
Now i know you people are wondering why did i actually write this and why are you reading this,before you hurt yourself,might i remind you that,this is more like my publicised personal space,just that i cant blend humour with my bitter experiences,so kindly adjust,will be back with a humorous post...

Kids....seesh...!!

Now i know that many of them are actually either mad at me...or thinking that i badly need a visit to the nearest psychiatrist..chill out,my head aint shrunk nor am i mentally unstable..its just my point of view..nothing much..babies are cute and innocuous alright..but things are not what they seem..let me take my liberty one step forward and explain you why i chose to blog upon this topic...before you feel like breaking my head that is...let me take you on a walk down the memory lane...
You see,it all began when i was some 15yr old guy.Babies loved me,oh yeah..i was more like the "babies-magnet" or whatever you choose...and there was this time when babies actually laugh at looking at my face,may be its got some cryptic jokes written all over my face and they found my face really amusing.Now i really dint get it,i mean why did they choose to laugh at me-ofcourse not wanting to go to the nearest mirror for the answer,i waited for the answer and i dint get it..i felt i was overreacting to this otherwise trivial issue,so i left it.Infact i loved babies back then,thier innocent smile,tiny fingers,myriad expressions and all tat,i really loved it.So i was actually pondering,"why do certain people hate kids?"..i mean its these cute babies are those that turn into kids and they dont fall from the sky just like that..well i got my answer....i'll tell you "why i hate kids?!!"
First and foremost,kids are very inquisitive.Its this stage that they learn many things (no not that adult stuff,lets keep our blog clean and neat..)..this is indeed good,i mean only through this curiosity-they learn and evolve into a better person.But the other side is that,they can drive you really crazy by asking millions of questions which keep popping in thier mind..like in my case,my cousin-a usual kid,but her mouth just doesnt seem to close nor her stream of queries dont seem to end just like the mega serials..i was like so darn pissed off.From thereafter i started hating "inquisitive kids".....
[,i love the dumb kids though-brotherhood i presume.It seems i was also a dumbo back then,the silent type(since then nothing has actually changed though.!!).So i had this liking towards the dumb ones..]
Then to reinforce my dislike towards kids,came the "active and playful ones".Now these are the ones to be beware of.They may seem nice and active but there is more to it......
There was this day when i was playing with few kids,some of them unfortunately are waist high.Then there was this kid who ran towards me,he seemed harmless..absolutely harmless and cute,..so he came closer to me and moved his hands as if he was trying to give me "hi-fi"..no not to my hands,but to certain parts where then "sun doesnt shine"..hope you understand,i mean.waist-high kids..flinging his hands in the air and wallah i got hit...more like a guy ringing a bell which is little high..*smack*..right where it hurts the most..and boy i saw stars,planets,comets,galaxies,all celestial stuff..ahhh...it was nirvana.It was like something actually broke "down south"(please guyz,i cant get more euphemistic than this...for the dumb ones who still have'nt understood what i meant-go visit your nearest shop and get a biology book.!!.)and since every action has an equal and an opposite reaction..tears started rolling out,involuntary though-mind you,there was nothing i could do for a few minutes except to do sit ups and all that..!!It took quite some time to reach normalcy-physically and mentally...
So this is why i hate kids...eventhough i'll have my own few years down the lane,hope i get out of this trauma of kids and start loving them and playing with them,ofcourse with plenty of protection and all that,afterall.."prevention is better than cure".!!

My woeful plight of placements...:(...

Well...i guess this is one of those posts wherein i wish 2 contemplate on d burnin issues affectin me..no not d richard gere kissin thing..but my placements n all tat...
As u wud've probably seen in my earlier rambling,bout tat debut of mine...it was a debacle alrite...but life is all about mistakes and learnin from em...i stick by 2 d adage."2 err is human"..but 2 err often is foolishness...i mean...i've attended many companies....n each company i get rejected in d aptitude round itself...its like hell...d ones worse than u get placed n u kno tat u r a tad better than em,but u get reprobated whilst tat guy gets approbated...i kno life is unfair but its not even fairly unfair in my favour...but accordin 2 da society,d one placed is indeed talented n brainy n 2 say d least d ones not placed..(me)..r useless n all tat..mebbe its d truth..d alarmin truth...i've been woken up by tis alarm....but wats d use i feel...i'll b d same..always...no matter wat hppns..
Its infact disturbin 2 kno tat u aint wat u tot u were...i mean .in my case,i tot campus wud b a piece of cake...but no..its more like d murphys law."evrythn is harder than it looks.."..now i came 2 realise tis truth...d magnitude of tis verity is too much 2 digest nor handle..i jus cant take tis..its like eatin me up from d inside..d guilt...each time i c my parents n tell em tat i've not got thro even into d aptitude round-they encourage me by tellin."therz somethn better waitin 4 u "..but both of us kno tat its jus a mirage n not d truth,,..each time i get rejected,it inflicts my parents more than me n thier silence meant more than tears of blood n 1000 sobs..cant help it tho..i guess its all fate..mebbe i shud prepare well...lemme c...
I shall leave u ppl here...coz any sounding off beyond this will make u feel tat i'm actually few minutes short of a suicide...nah.dont worry..it takes brave ppl 2 do tat n not losers like me...

campUS recruitment...watever....

Finally after a very very long hiatus...after clearing all the cobwebs in this part of cyber space...i've decided to blog down my experiences regarding the "campus interview" stuff...
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Date: i dont actually remember-pre-valentines day i think!!
Venue:in my ever humble (yuck) college campus
Time:from the morning,stretching painfully till the noon....
Company:US Technologies......

So there was this day,well groomed hair,shaved beards,tucked shirttails,belts,pressed trousers,polished shoes-everyone looked like they were getting married that very day n all tat..somethn of tat sort...
The worst part was...even i looked the same way...i absolutely loathed that company for laying down such stupid prescripts for attending an interview....lets not get deep into those things...yeah..so there i was like a moron...neatly tucked in,belts,pressed trousers and shoes(my personal favourite-yuck,how i hated it)..i was eligible for attending this thing...Obviously there were some rounds wherein you have to prove your mettle n all tat....
ROUND 1:
APTITUDE ROUND:-
It was the most comical of all rounds....its where the good,worst and hopless get demarcated...(i used the derogatory superlatives coz it was among my college depts..!!)..good get placed,the rest are chucked out to say the least...
The paper was supposed to be a 3 hour ordeal,but we were asked to finish it in an hour,to make things more worse-sectional cut offs-those minimum things that has to be cleared in each section..blah blah...you  know what..so y bother...the only saviour was the "NO NEGATIVE MARKS"..
it was as relieving as a commercial break in the mega serials..!!
So after so many shocks..we finally started the ordeal...the RC section was too good- 6 purely enigmatic passages just to make you feel inadequate in english n all tat....no time,no idea...
the next section being the logical wherein you hafta think hard n answer em..last but not the least
were the quants-maths....yuck...i hated it...big time...i mean..i dont understand..how does it actually bother you if the father is thrice tat of sons....length,breadth of field is increased whats the % increase in area...i dont really understand the logic behind finding father's age,sons age,etc all tat...watever..no negative marks made up for the lack of time...i had some time to randomise my answers for questions which were out of my intellectual reach..."wallah"...the hour was over...we were told 2 wait 4 d results....but i was confident tat i wont get thro n all tat...
RESULTS TIME-GOD IS REALLY THERE..:-
Finally the results were out....to make things more worse,the ones who got thro-thier names were read aloud in d mike..watever...yeah..so surprisingly..i heard my name..wow..i got thro d 1st round.....*yawn*...more surprised than me were my friends..who had this "wat-u-actually-got thro" kinda expressions....neways...i was happy tat i got thro...next was d group discussion round..
a piece of cake for me-i presumed.. n as usual i was proved wrong...
ROUND 2:
GROUP DISCUSSION:-
There were 8 of us in my group...it started...fortunately 4 tat company n unfortunately 4 me....i was in a group of loudmouths..it made thier job easier.oh boy was i exulted or wat...it was bout 6 minutes of ordeal wit d primitive law of "the loud-mouthed shall live n d dumb ones shall perish"...being d theme...n obviously...d one typing this belongs 2 d latter...he was @#&^#^& off...(pardon me 4 d expletives..)..n happyily n shamelessly i came outta d whole selection process..
but watever...i think its d experience tat counts rather than d selection stuff..
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n this was my 1st brush wit infamies....later on i shall met many...will let u kno in d future episodes...of.."what not to do in placements!!".stay tuned....!!

Life after his death......

The obituary column read.....
M.HEMACHALAN
B.E (III Year) CSE
S/o. G.Mohan
D.O.B.:27-10-1986
D.O.D.:08-10-2006
Deeply mourned by
G.Mohan & family and
Management and Students of
Saveetha engg. College.
Cell No.:9941423554
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Thus ended his life and finally the note......the guy that i mentioned above.....is my best friend...been classmates since 2nd semester.......read on to know more about this great guy/chum....
HEMACHALAN......a.k.a "BHEEMA"CHALAN....
CSE III yr...
roll no:21604104022
Thats how we use to call him....on the onset of our friendship....i just saw him as some "giant guy"...but later on when i started movin on with him....hez really 'big' in all the senses of the word....big heart....his magnanimity knew no bounds n so does his physical build...eitherways classified as a "gentle giant"......and then later on we moved without much of effort....putting us on a magical journey....upto the dead end.....
I donno how or when it began but..i remember it was during the 4/5th sem tat v actually got closer 2 each other....started sitting with each other.,forming grps..making fun of each other..pulling each others legs...hanging out 2gether in d canteen...the things tat he bought 4 us.....makes even d trip 2 canteen memorable n more emotional....as v miss em everytime v sit 2gether n eat...*sigh*..memorable dayz.,..they were indeed....
Even during the lectures.....we used 2 enjoy his company...his jokes..so puerile.....yet so funny....so humourous....open hearted....childish tots...i mean....pure n blemishless...doesnt intend 2 harm others....highly innocuous....very carin......loves friends and his family alike.....
never seen him get pissed off for anythn....cool guy.......awesome guy...."boring" wud b d last word 2 describe em n "friendly,childish,helpful,childish,humourous" wud b d 1st set of words which can probably describe him better than anythn..... his anagram tells it all...."ha!ha! me clan" such is his warmth....he welcomes u tat way into his broad arms...
As my journey went on smoothly like a dream...suddenly i realised tat i was attendin his funeral....i was unable 2 digest it...so close yet so far....he went away from us....his demise was a loss tat none of us could fathom nor endure it.....i hoped it was all a nightmare....but unfortunately...all d images tat my eyes engraved on my brain were true... painfully true....v mourned his loss and so did his family members who missed em a lot-evidently so....v cried like none cud n as if there was no 2morrow...indeed there was none....4 him n 4 our friendship...
WHEREVER U ARE....WE MISS U A LOT.......
MAY UR SOUL REST IN PEACE....
Even as i type this........tears trickle down my cheeks....we luv u ......we miss u ........
inspite of his demise,u'll b amidst us........
With tears................i end this painful blog...which i dint expect 2 write......n i dont wanna write 4 any1 in d future.....i hope this acts as a tribute to one of my greatest frnd who walked 2 dreaded path of my heart.....but not even million dollars nor million blogs wud actually suffice 2 express the luv tat we hav on him...this is jus d part of d tribute....
Kudos....2 this great guy.....
Indeed ........life after his death....has stripped us of a great pal....wat a void.....only time can fill!

saa.........vee.......gaa..........maa.....!!

No no....i aint trying to sing here....for the good of the society....i decided not to do it......newayz.......yeah......this is the name of my so called.....proclaimed..much hyped event ....my college culturals......(ladies and gentleman...please yawn..!!).....i honestly hate this name....saa...vee.....gaa.......maa.....its like some kinda typo or something like that...!!
DAY 1:
As usual....it began very well......with all the participants......the judges....i meant only the participants were there.......and as usual there were these guys who were like...."that guy is my department...","that guy is my friend.."......the audiences who mocked at every oppurtunity they got.,...thats because the participants in all the events were so damn talented and were apt candidates for getting ridiculed......in a way it was good...the absence of talent made way for unadulterated fun as the participants had a taste of what it is to be mocked...!!there were these dumb events like....adzap-yeah ...you heard it right..adzap...the products were lame and so were the ads...i mean..i felt like all of the teams competed for something like ."we-will-be-the worst"...title or something like that....it was funny like watching the re-runs of golf matches in dd sports.....usually the participants were sitting ducks....but in the next event,...they were turkeys waiting to be toasted-yes.....im talking about singing.....the singers.....im talking about the partcipants.....they indulged in an act of mass-stand up comedy...they sang...and as usual ..the audience were ruthless as they roasted thes turkeys till they turned brown!!but my "rarely seen" good side pitied the singers..but my other side..felt that they could've bene roasted to the more darker shades of brown..!!such was their quality and talent....
Then there was this...skit...OMG...such comical and baseless skits they were....oh boy.like they could beat even a drunken monkey in incoherence-it was like watching something intellectually stimulating and challenging like "teletubbies","boobah".......(and by d way....do monkeys drink??.hmm.....honestly i dont know....).. i enjoyed em very well..it was refreshing and it gave audience an idea of "how a skit should'nt be!!"....and then after this skit...there were these main events like pin the tail on the donkey,pinata.eye-spy etc,......jus kiddin....but i considered these events would be far far better than the events that followed the skit..!!i was wrong .....there was this light-music thingie........vandalism was at its maximum here... i danced...cheered along with them...it was nice....and the day ended on a tiring and a happy note.....
DAY 2:
hmmm........after the "exciting and mind blowing" 1st day....guess they had decided to atone for thier sins...the events that day were really interesting and nice.....and they were the most eagerly awaited ...the group dance,"mr n mrs .savvy"......apart from all this....the crowd puller....which made the second day a grand success..i aint talkin about some fashion show or anything like that.....its the "GRAND LUNCH"....that we were promised ......
-->lunch....yay.....happy time.lunch time...!!
The greatest mistake done by my college management is feeding gluttons like us....all hell broke loose when they announced that lunch was supplied...chaos ensued...pandemonium...(boy...did i love it or what!!)...after going there...i saw many people...like worshippers of some god...were awed by it...what did they see.....FOOD....that too a buffet...it was like...the sight of a lake for a nomad in desert!!.......we were glad that it was buffet.....and everyone was like,they were badly affected by drought and we even beat the likes of those kids in refugee camps!!(its understood that the above "never-seen-food-before" group includes me also....so i dint mention)..and after we had voraciously finished off the lunch....we dint care much about the events that followed...as we were all dazed .....felt really sleepy.....
After some events...which included "mr n mrs.savvy",group dance etc.....we pretty much enjoyed the show and cheered and jeered....
Alas came the end of my culturals and this painfully long blog....which took me about half n hour....
~and after this i happily lived ever after....till the examz next week i.e!!
[p.s:there are exceptions though....there were these talented ones....but....its the other type that i felt like pondering upon....so ppl who r readin this...n who participated in it..no offence..newayz....atleast u ppl did try...i dint...]

ahhhhh........procrasti.......hmm.... i'll type it later...

There r many things which bother me in my life...and no...i aint talkin bout my galfrnd..neither d results which hav come out...nor d mosquito fondly biting my leg...apart from these trivialities...d aspects were i ponder "hmm.....shud i do it?".....n finally aftr many sessions n all i get is "yawwwwwn.... i'll do it later"...i mean i used 2 wonder.....if u do evrythn on time....then wat'll u do later......sit simply.....now u may ask me..without doin d work i may sit simply,....instead i can as well do d work n sit idle...but d thrill will b gone.......
Its simply wonderful......procrastination.....d very word....its gives me sense of euphoria...much 2 d likes of-d end of soaps...or my clg has been closed!!..i dont simply kno y buuuuut it instills hope in me......tat "all d best men finish last".....(honestly,i donno wat it means.....but it fits in here!!)...i live by this adage....this very golden adage tat helped me scrape thro my school as well as clg life....even now in my clg...im maintainin this aspect n no wonder im one of those outstanding students tat u rarely see....no wonder i was sent out of d chemistry lab..right in d 1st sem...!!apart from all this.....it gives me a happiness......while others struggle...i relax.....while othrs relax i also relax!!
At d same time...i also follow my parents advice........my dad once said.....u shud b like a rocket....soar up high n all tat......and u kno wat....i found a close resemblance 2 d rocket......u c a rocket worx only wen its bottom is on fire......similarly i also work only wen therz fire in my bottoms...no i dont work on d pan....tat wud mean disaster....i mean......someone or somethn shud fire me up..only then can i take off.....later i fail or succeed is anothr aspect which shud'nt b discussed here!!.......d fire here being d deadlines......ofcourse......this fire can either be xtinguished or fuelled based upon d priorities....but then i feel......deadlines r meant 2 b xtended...i mean therz somethn called d aftrlife-life aftr DEATH-DEADline....get it!!
p.s:
thnx 4 patiently readin d blog.......my present state of incoherence n "wat-d-hell-am i-typin?" state.....is coz of d followin....
a.drowsiness...time is 10.10pm.......
b.darn these mosquitoes....thier family n frnds...wellwishers
c.timely but unwanted intervention of my parents 2 shut down d system...
so hope u ppl can fathom wat i've tried 2 write.....if u can...enjoy its incoherence......else.....scroll down 2 c more like this one!!
n yeah......do comment......

headches of a minor surgical correction-surgery!!

well...hmm...here i am...survived a surgery last week...i hate 2 use d word survive..coz its jus a minor one...atleast it was s'posed 2 b one accordin 2 d doctor...
But watever i've undergone.......i'll try 2 blog em down...
My surgery was on d friday...21st july..n so i got admitted in d hospital...n evrythn was fine....then came in d nurses..with some injections in her hand...(right from childhood i donno y ,i had this unexplainable fear of injections, i wud'nt even touch it with a 3 feet stick!!)...she injected me here there n evrywere until my body was like a guy stung by 1000 bees...(jus kiddin!)..yeah some did pain...n as if this was'nt enuff..they were inscribing...i tot it was their names..somethn like "this is my area" or "out of bounds" etc..,aftr sometime i looked like an amnesiac,scrawling "things 2 b done" on his hands..but later i learnt with my
not-much-used-common sense tat they were d names of d injectants...4 any case of allergic reactions..i was relieved coz they stopped makin me a scribblin pad....
And as if these were'nt enuff...they brought in d saline bottles...they looked pristine...they were slooooowly makin thier way into my bloodstream...i dono 4 wat reason but....they kept givin me saline bottles...aftr all this stuff...the staff came in...he tol me 2 remove all d clothin tat i had...well....i had 2 comply n there i was in a green attire...4 few reasons i hated it..
1.it made me look fat..which i am normally!!
2.it dint suit me..i hate tat colour!
3.i looked like a guy who jus ran away from d asylum!!
after this ....they took me 2 d operation theatre...from there on,thnx 2 d anaesthesia i was blissfully unaware of thier surgical procedures...!!
d worst part was the fasting part..i had my breakfast on 7.30am..from tat time on...i was s'posed 2 not even drink water..4get water..FOOD..i shud'nt touch it...tat was more painful than d needles tat pricked me!!

HALF EMPTY or HALF LESS THAN FULL....!!

hmm........pessimism sucks....does it really......i dont think so....i hav othr opinions of my own.......
accordin 2 me...it is optimism tat sux ......big time........its d lesson tat life has tot me....(i talk like an old guy....but i aint.iwen i say life.i mean till now!!)...."wishful thinkin leads 2 disappointment".
wanna kno how.....read on.....u'll kno......
u c...pessimism accordin 2 me...is being somethn close 2 realism......unlike optimism which is like d more rosier version of life.........which unfortunately is not d truth....optimism is a way of blinding,blindfolding ourselves from seeing d truth...which brings us 2 d adage tat "truth is bitter"......and thereby most of d optimist's end up getting disappointed....atleast it hppns 2 d ppl who think of d more positive aspect of things....all they r left with is d feelin of discontent and sadness...
In d case of pessimist's ......d scenario is diff....pessimism is a way of realising d truth...d truth tat life is bitter.and tat life is full of surprises....bad ones on tat...besides.....pessimist's buffer themselves from d damage caused by d so called "blows"(low one's) of life.....lemme consider an example 2 make it more understandable........
there r 2 students A n B.......let A be the foolish optimist.....B be the smart pessimist...
now let us assume tat they hav written thier xamz....and they r waitin 4 thier results....
A speaks in a way tat "im sure of getting 90%........"..while B sez "i donno....guess i'll get 50%"...
wen d results were out.....A got 80%.........n B got 75%........now u ppl decide.........who'll b happy?? d guy who tat he'll get 90 n got less....or d one who got more than he tot.he wud..this proves tat optimism is really a dumb way of livin d life.....it jus seez d petals of d rose and fails 2 c d thorns......which unfortunately.....d latter constituting d majority.....
One more aspect of pessimism is tat..u can handle anythn bad with elan..in other words .it prepares u 4 d worst things ahead....4 e.g : if u prepare urself 4 some kinda sports meet...and as v all kno.,winning aint possible always......so v may lose..u may fail 2 get selected(instead i prefer d word "rejected")......in this case...only d pessimists can handle it better......ofcourse i wanna xclude d stupid "super"optimists who feel tat..."yes....i hav wat it takes.....i'll win d next time"....
4get bout em....they r consummate fools......i dont wanna talk bout em....
so wat i wanna conclude is....
* pessimism is way way better than optimism
* pessimism is like a cushion.....makes ur fall less painful....
*pessimism makes u realise d truth tat "life is full of roses...with thorns being more than petals"
last but not d least......
"WISHFUL THINKING LEADS ONLY TO DISAPPOINTMENT"
now i kno many ppl fuming over me........[but who cares,atleast i dont]....chill out....drink a glass of water or two....wake up atleast now n smell d coffee......life aint petals alone.........who knows.....d fan above u may fall on ur head or d innocuous insect tat u jus crushed-may haunt u!!!!!!!!!......so b prepared 4 d worst and let pessimism take care of d rest......
xpect d unexpected........in d case of optimism,,,,
unexpected is d xpected......in d case of pessimism......!!!

gone r those days...

GONE R THOSE DAYS!!!!!

Gone r those days....wen i cud run around like an idiot,
Gone r those days.....wen i cud shout aloud anywhere,
Gone r those days.....wen i cud hug a gal,
Gone r those days.....wen i cud kiss a gal without gettin slapped,
Gone r those days....wen i can stone a dog and watch it reatreat-with joy,
Gone r those days....wen i cud hit others,
Gone r those days.....wen i cud break things in d name of mischief,
Gone r those days.....wen i cud ride a cycle,fall down and none wud laugh at,
Gone r those days.......wen i cud act like a moron and get away with it,
Gone r those days......wen ppl find me cute,
Gone r those days.....wen i cud sleep anywhere without botherin,
Gone r those days.....wen i cud talk without any sense watsoever,
Gone r those days.....were i cud get away by writing such dumb blogs in d name of creativity!!

my college life.....so far i.e......

NOTE:
my college.......hmm.......therz nothin positive 2 b written...so if there r any college lovers...this article aint 4 u....all these xperiences r mine and the perspectives differ......so ppl who hate thier college...welcome 2 d club...they may appreciate this whining of mine reg d colleges.....esp engg colleges..!!
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YAY!!!!............hurray.,...........yahoo.........bravo............encore.......this was my reaction as soon as my high school main xamz got over...not because im leavin d school....its jus d thrill of movin 2 a new level,(in all d aspects!!)to a higher level........undergraduation 2 b more precise....(still miss my school...but cant help it,v gotta move on in life...right!!)...tho i dint fare well in my high school xamz...(now dont think how much i wud've got......jus 4get it)...d very idea tat "im goin 2 a clg".....made me jump around and restless......so much so that i was left sleepless few days b4 d openin of d clg....d xcitement of meetin new ppl,friends.....much tougher course...placements....and last but not d least...more gals.....d prospects were bright......but did they meet my xpectations......read on.......
and so there i was......in my college...d very 1st day began with d usual....bragging err.....introduction part-where our seniors boasted bout d college shamelessly,inspite of knowin d fact tat they were lying.....followed by our dynamic(......ewwwww......)principal......followed by someothr "over" enthusiastic parents and students who tol d reason y they had joined thier kids here and y did they join..respectively....[i was brought here by my frnd who also is obviously joined b4 me......tats a diff story tho]...
first.....second........third and now d fourth semester is also over.."sooner or later" i tot-i'll find myself a grp and a niche in it ..but i was wrong.....i find myself queasy with my fellow(i hate 2 use this word)...crassmates...as i like 2 call em.....and vice versa....tho i do mix with few of em......i tot college was a place where there was fun and frolic....all play and no work.....now i realise tat mebbe i was wrong bout d ideas tat i had......indeed once again i was wrong....!!
what makes my college xperience more worse is d "teaching staff"....wow...boy r they amazing or what??i was simply flummoxed by thier ability 2 teach...it was like singing us a lullaby so tat v had a sound sleeeep ....especially d maths classes were.......zzzz......comin 2 think of it...i feel sleepy already....as if that aint enuff v had these physics and chemistry lab classes were only d lab assistant knew wats wat.......and how does it work...ask a doubt durin d lab classes n all they do is procrastinate answerin session or call d lab assistant 2 do d clearin.....and d theory classes.....all of em were soporific........a very few of em....rare ones.made us sit up and listen...either the class was funny or interesting..4 instance there was this physics guy..who tot us some electronix stuff in my 2nd sem....he was so so hilarious tat....he actually found out a value of a variable from an equation.....and he substituted d answer back in d same equation.....and he proved it 2 b zero....from then on....v all were his fans.....but apart from being a part time fool.....he was a nice guy...coz he was d one who never asked 4 assignments from ppl like me.....and d one thing that needs 2 b mentioned is my canteen food.......mouth-waterin aint it..huh....u'll kno.......u'll kno.......
canteen food......usually reminds ppl of aromatic kitchens filling d nose with d aroma of spice and evrythn else nice..evrythn tasted fine and nice.much like d elixir...if u think d same scenario applies 2 my canteen......think again......ur wrong......u c there r few things which i absolutely loathe in this world....among em .......stands my canteen food...i agree with d fact tat college is 4 education and not for canteen food........but d only time v get 2gether n relax is durin our lunch breaks...such is the mood of d time.and there they serve these things...."food" oops..."quality food" as they term it....usually consists of semi-baked rice,half-boiled vegetables...and somethn known as the curry so tat it can accompany d food durin its journey into d stomach....such food .....im sure....if given 2 some guy......he may probably leave d college and never ever even return back 2 it....sometimes v find enuff stones in d rice tat if collected,can actually b used 2 build a house out of it.....im hyperbolising d whole issue aint i....but i assure u ...it aint far from d truth..its jus tat none has collected it...u c .my canteen firmly believes tat wen ur hungry,u dont bother much bout d food or its taste.all u want is ur stomach 2 b filled.and tats d xact purpose of my canteen food...but i warn u.not 2 eat it leisurely..as it wud b ur food pipe's worst foe....my canteen takes advantage of d fact tat ur hungry and serves u mere "fillers"... ...but inspite of all this fuss bout d canteen food.v end up eatin d canteen food and guess wat.im still alive..mebbe it aint so bad afterall..or mebbe tat i got used 2 it......watever it is....my survival factor is gr8...
so there u hav it....a brief attempt 2 make u ppl understand my college....i kno its futile.....but....cant help it...

s"cool" life..!!*sigh*.i miss those days..

school life....indeed was kool.....atleast d goin and d coming out of it part was irritating as i had 2 walk a few steps....watever....neways bout my skool........i had d oppurtunity of changing my school and as a result of it.....i had d best of both d skools.....friends,cultures,attitudes...and many more...till 10th i was in a school and from 11th i was in another.d former saw my more reticent nature while it was latter in which i knew wats school life all bout.....
come chinmaya vidyalaya->come happiness
this was my school....11th and 12th...d crucial period in any student's life...xperiences many -some happy.others not so much....it was kinda like the mixture...d mixture of all...good,bad and d worst...
and here i was d 1st day of my school....2 add salt 2 d wounds...all of em were strangers...i felt like a fish in a new tank-more like a misfit 2 this place......i was restless lookin at ppl who were in thier own worlds-commenting,having fun,some of em were drawin,girls as usual listening with all thier concentration amidst all this balderdash....it was indeed a new fish tank!!!hm....and there i was totally new 2 this place...
eventually i got used 2 this...until a day came where i felt -"yes this is my tank..."and there i was as comfortable as a fish in its tank...it more felt like a home rather than a school....i hate 2 b cliched....buuut....it was like a "home away from home"....truly...once strangers became ppl who bullied me...became close 2 me....my friends they were.....supported me.....d teachers became gr8.evrythn around me was changing..4 d good obviously....so i was happy....d "adventures" i faced...getting caught in d middle of a class givin lunch 2 some guy...my regular irregularity...i resulted in bcomin a "outstanding student".....most of d time i was outta d class....but academics dint take a back seat amidst all this fun n frolic...(i meant 4 others..!!)i was d usual...and those rugby matches tat v use 2 hav along d corridor...with humans and so called humans....all these made those days-red letter ones...
indeed my school had a wide range of ppl........perverts,geniuses,programmers,
athletes,animals,introverts,dancers,singers,composers..etc etc..u name it.therz one in evry variety....such was our school culture...diverse yet united v were...(i sound too patriotic .dont i !!)... and as far as d teachers go..hmm....here also there were diff ppl obv......some were too kind.otherzz were....ahem..d "not so kind types"..but all had one thing in common.....they loved us.....no matter wat v did....i aint tellin this 4 d sake of tellin coz i kno tat this blog aint gonna fetch me any booker err.blogger prize or watever.its jus d way i feel 4 my school...and i love it d way it is......it is this place were my sportsman side actually came out...realy.i played 4 my school cricket team...tho v played only "1" match...still d satisfaction of playin was enuff....
d best part is tat even d post school activities were gr8...all v used 2 do is assemble near a bakery...(balaji bakery as v like 2 call it)..,,and then begins d real fun....talking...commenting...playing.....humour was never a shortage....so v never had 2 bother..eventually some1'll come up with somethn stupid and make us laugh....and then after some time ...mebbe at 5.30 or somethn v wud reach home....and think of all d fun tat v had.....
*sigh*.........indeed gone r those days......memorable ones....i regret tat i shud've joined this wonderful place in my kindergarten itself!!such was d place and d fun i oopsie v had...wow......makes me ask for more....any1 readin this from my school wud def agree wimee...
SCHOOL ROCKS......provided if ur in CHINMAYA..........:)......

laziness.......zzzzzzzzzzzz........

well.......its tat day.......as it happens in d life of a writer......errr.....blogger in this case.....i ran out of ideas and topics .....so soon..i knew tat this day was evident....never xpected this day 2 come so soon.......but then i aint gonna give up so easily....and then i decided 2 fightback this "drought" of ideas......
so i decided 2 blog bout my realm....d realm of laziness.....(no prizes 4 guessin this!!).....
hm.....laziness.......boon 4 many ....bane 4 d rest...well i aint referrin this 2 d latter category....coz they r incorrigible and they simply cant digest d fact tat "laziness is d mother of shortcuts and inturn conveniences"....
so here i am tryin 2 praise laziness which has helped me a lot...dont ask how....it has helped me cut down d unnecessary usage of energy.(as its evident tat "energy is precious,conserve it")..and laziness of any form is good as u kno it makes u realise d fact tat "life is not full of thorns but also roses"...personally i feel tat because of laziness,ppl try 2 optimise any solution..so who says its easy being lazy.....it takes nous 2 b lazy..coz only then will u kno how and where to minimise...
so 4 all those friends who think tat laziness is all easy.....hmmmm....think again!!
infact nature is so vivid in giving xamples 4 laziness.......u c d sloth...d very epitiome of laziness..so much so tat its a synonym indicating laziness-slothfulness....u shud've seen d sloth....wow.......its so so nonchalant......sleepy..........inactive.....on d other hand.....it bears d resemblance of a modern day buddha....serene.........innocuous.(never did i hear anywhere,a sloth attackin a ma,if u find any-ur drunk!!)..so its tat...a sloth can b idolised,infact even adored coz it has all d virtues......"its d same in any emotional situation,"doesnt harm others"..etc so on and so forth.......i personally feel 2 call it "SLOTHISM".....so u c ppl........nature had its own way of sayin tat "laziness rocks......"
omigad........tat reminds me.......i gotta go and sleep.........i feel lazy.i've typed enuff.....so much to an xtent tat -who knows.....a sloth may attack me 4 defying d rules of "slothism"
u ppl still need proof tat laziness rox.........huh.......