After a long long time, welcome back folks!!!! As you can expect you have missed many a pages from my dairy dearest, writing as I am after half a semester of IIT!! I have had my midsem and quizzes, (and associated joys and traumas). I have had my share of secy giri, debate practices, and my first national debate tournament at Bangalore. I have had my treats with girlfriends and boyfriends (:D) , my roomie’s bday and okk lets give it a break... I have had 7776000 eventful seconds since I last wrote to you ( 3 months folks!)
But last night junta, I had my sudden inspiration to talk to you. Last night , although nothing apparently incredible or magnanimous about it, I saw the moon. Half moon, it hung right there at my window , with its ambient dreamy clouds and sparkling diamond stars, cool breeze , and velvety darkness, and the mystic silence and peace of the night! The sight was too enchanting for me to share alone! I had to write and spread the spell on to you :)
Wondering why this exaggeration? Simple, it is exactly these fairyland moments and dreams of mine that this blog is going to be about!!.. I am going to tell you my deepest emotions, my darkest fears and the strong almost magical place of them in my heart. I am going to tell you how the Alice in Wonderland ruled my dreamland, how Miss Granger bugged me to books (and IIT itself), and how Aesop’s Fables and Panchtantra inked down my ethics with a permanent marker .
Now, as we all know the most fabulous thing that can happen to any one is the chance to be a girl!! a 7 year old girl; with fairy tales to read , barbies to play, cartoons to watch and mummy dearest to complete the day with a fairtale lullaby!! Naturally then you can digest this consequence: I aimed of being an astronomer!!! Right since the unfortunate Kalpana Chawala mishap triggering strong impacts and hype on my little heart, astronomy fascinated me beyond words. I dreamt of landing up on Pluto , hehe, and had this grand plan of a break journey with halts on every planet and their moons!! :D.. I used to talk with the moon, ah yesss and this is where this blog began...coz it was this regular habit of mine to talk to the moon in those days that made the simple moonlight to flashback my past...The moon, it always hung up ever so same way , right at my window. He was ever so patient, ever so calm, ever so bright and yes, ever so magical. It was before the time I started with my dairy, every night just before sleeping I used to gaze up and recount all my day to him , and every day the same promise, “don’t cry dear, I will sure kiss you some fine day”(remember astronomer :) )
Childhood, thy name is innocence :)
Ahhh...and then the time flew, just like the way it always does. The real world played its catch ups, life painted its myriad hues; destiny’s prejudices replaced the fiery dragons, the cut throat rat race replaced the king’s battles, pens replaced the swords, hostels replaced the castles , IIT replaced Hogwarts. The real world played its catch up folks, until one day the moon knocked the window unattended, until one day Simba was outcasted from my heartland, until one day Andy threw away his Woody...
The real world played its catch ups junta; like every one of us here life bestowed on me my share of joys and sorrows, my claim at fame, my claim of shame; with its constant downpour of lessons to teach , Life has poked the Sleeping Beauty awake. The child has realized no Santa Claus would ride down to her this Christmas...
Sigh! Am I being a pessimist? Well that depends on your interpretation of “real world”. Is real world always grim??...
Mr.Right replaced Prince Charming ,but you know, he is loads better than the fairylander!!! :D
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
ratatouille
Welcome back folks!I hope all’s well in your life...Well although I really don’t much care of your wellbeing, but I definitely want the heavens to keep you alive enough to visit my blog and increase the visitor tally!..lolzz...so here you go now,,,sit back and enjoy the new blog of your wellwisher :D
I hope you like it :)
This blog we head straight into my kitchen and catch some live action there...Well tell you what mom had to wait all 18 years of my life to apparate her daughter into the kitchen..
But first sem after I returned home wid a CC in phy lab, mom struck gold,,,” Really,its your clumsiness that played foul” mom said “But no worries, if you learn cooking honey, I am so sure you will get over that! Come on if you learn frying in hot oil, and making rotis and timing one action with the other, then why not your practicals will get easier by tons!!”
And thus began my cooking saga...From burnt aata(aka rotis) and suspicious looking brown potion in the name of tea I have recently progressed into baking cakes and brewing hot tomato soup! Blink _blink :D
Initial kitchen trips compromised mostly of observation sessions..all day long I just had to see mom doing it all, and see and see and well actually I was even expected to learn I guess ...dunno :D..but the blissful little lukkha stage ended soon giving way to the doing stage...and what marvellous doing i did!!!...rotis as i said earlier were nothing but black holes here and there ..I tried dosa making too but the frying pan loved my dosas so much that the pan refused parting away with it and so when i tried to lift the dosa out for serving I had to scrap it out of the pan and finally it got served as a bhurji !!!!..
but then dad’s birthday was approaching...and I wanted to make it really special for him...It was then that I took it in my heart to bake a cake, cook a nice special dish and stuffs...For the first time I really wanted my food to taste tasty,,,and the miracle occurred (or so I have made my family swear by)..
Suddenly, the rotis curved circular, they even fluffed ball like at times! My tea started getting served even to the guests( poor victims !)....great!..
Just before the D day, I decided to bake a practice cake first!!...I pored over cooking books and phoned my cousins noting down points and recipies...God I really wanted it taste tasty!!...Zeroing on the easiest procedure perfect for a beginner I did my first cake!!...but poor me...I over baked the cake turning it into a Hagrid styled rock cake!!
But yes, just like Hagrid even I insisted every one on trying my delicacy!!(I know you sympathise my family so much by now!)...
On the D day I again redid my experiment!..this time I did perfect ovens and voila!!!....The cake was ready!!!...
Fluffy and soft and yummy!!!!...It was such an amazing feeling :D :D :D My cake, my cooking!! Machaxx :D :D
......... Hmm...i have tried so many things after that, soup and Manchurian et al....and may be mom was right..guess what this sem I got 9 in chem lab!!... :D :D :D...wowie....and now.. its mom’s bday on cards...25th this month!!!.... wanna come home for dinner mr.reader????? :D
Thursday, May 27, 2010
No friends, No life..
Dedicated to miss pseudo roomie no.1, miss pseudo roomie no.2, miss real roomie :D , miss pseudo roomie no.3, and mr.dumbo.
Best friends are just the best part of the life...and my best best friends have walked so many extra miles to make my life extra happy..
In my first year, when I was for the first time away from mom (in my two years at bansals I stayed wid my mom)....they befriended the biggest paglet in the world (ME ME ME).....we laughed and cried, walked and talked ek saath, we lukkha-ed together ..lol, mugged (???) together,
......our friendship grew from close to closer till one day...they were not really the best part of my life, they were my life itself!!!.....
Well they say, friends are the people who know everything about you, bt love you none the less :-).....and as i said before they loved d biggest paglet of the world.......bt they loved anyways .....
................................ This blog I am going to keep just this short....I don’t know why ...its either that i may soon get choked with words and tears or may be a short, heartfelt dedication would sound sweeter.......so ..now I signoff with an “I love you my friends”..... :-)....and a million thanks :- )
Monday, May 17, 2010
consciousness theory
Yesterday staring at the ceiling (well junta ...got nothing at all to do...enjoying infy to power infy lukkha :D :D) I had an infy craxx enlightment....consciousness theory!!!! Oops correction: Sayali’s theory of consciousness :D :D
Well what the theory basically proposes is this: just as we have got something distinct as matter and energy...similarly there exists a different entity called consciousness!!..No don’t take it philosophically; what i propose is that scientifically there actually exists something like consciousness which is neither matter nor energy!!
And how do I sell you that?? Lets see..We all agree that there is a definite difference between animate and inanimate world. And what I basically tell u now is that anything that has this third entity –consciousness, is animate and rest all falls into inanimate!
That this consciousness is not energy nor matter is again simple- no amount of matter vanishes at the moment of death; the dead body has all the same mass, volume and energy as the living one about to die. But there surely is something crucially lacking in the dead man right??..Can that be consciousness?? Religions world over already propose that-this atma thing that goes away...so can it be real?? And if it is ...then see...its different from matter or energy as the loss was not of matter!!
Lets think more..If u could dissect the body of living man right now, you will surely never find some organ or part that is this atma thing right??...But that’s obvious as the soul is different from matter and consequently does not require mass or volume like matter; so u are obv never going to see, feel, or weigh it!...and..well ..stretching the thought-we all have heard of this...that our mind can beat the speed of light!!...So now that’s again justified- mind is not matter to obey the theory of relativity!!!!!! :D :D
So far for the difference between matter and consciousness...Now let us again prove you the very existence of consciousness ...well we perceive the world with our 5 sense organs right??..But look!!...what this colour thing is basically- it is nothing but the absorption of a certain wavelength and emition of the residual.... bt where does the pinkishness of the pink colour and redness of the red come from???.. As in seeing is nothing but the falling of the residual wavelengths on retina, carying the signal by neurons and then voila!!...we see the colour!!!...bt look again all that the brain was conveyed is that so and so nano meter wave has come...thats it!!...no pinkshness no redness was ever conveyed...No we donot identify or detect the colours..we interprete them that way!!
The same goes with all the rest of the senses- sound is nothing but pressure difference between the air layers- how is it that so and so pascal difference is perceived as the hiss of “s” or “p”ness of P and “a”ness of a???touch, taste, smell all are similarly weird- they are nothing but certain chemical reactions in olfactory lobe or on the tongue..that may be sweet means nothing but the brain’s interpretation of a chemical reaction –say when carbon of sugar forms a SN1 product with oxygen in the tasebuds (lol...dont analyze my organic..u got what I meant right??)
Gawddd...now that’s a startling thought!!...That all that we perceive is nothing but our own interpretation of world!! That there really is no red colour or the hiss of s ..they are merely the cerebral interpretation of 5050 nm (lol,...just had to take some number...and 5050 is a nice choice for all bansal junta right??? :D :D) and 5050 pascal !!....SO SERIOUSLY ALL ALL OF THIS WORLD IS A BIG MOH-MAYA junta!!!...SAAB JHUT HAI!!!( bolo maa sayali devi ki jai :D :P rofl)
But there surely is something (read consciousness :P )that is getting fooled right??..As in if the current science were to be belived we are nothing but a set of chemical reactions at work...science explains even our mind as a couple of reactions (read the book emotional intelligence by Daniel Goleman) But can it happen that a billion or so organic molecules come together, react amongst themselves andd..and create this red thing,this s thing????..
.See how does the current science explain the creation of life??...nothing a couple of changes on earth...our planet cooled down we got rains etc and then there formed organic molecules!!,,,the cytoplasm and cellulose came together( or whatever that was in the amoeba..uff..imprecise biology details maaf )..and then bingo we got life!!!!...but heyy thats basically boiling down to just the assortment of few molecules and their mutual reactions!!...how is it dat amoeba is animate??..Is it that a anything that has a couple of reactions at work is animate and the rest inanimate???
Even quantum physics now strongly feels that the existence of mind is a vital necessity to explain a few things....so joining the jigsaw, can we not naturally extend that it is this mind that perceives the red??...And it is exclusively the animate world that possesses this mind...this consciousness??
Hmmm....okk thats exciting now!!...consciousness...a third entity ,,,a third scientific entity..different from matter and energy!!!..machaxxx :D :D
And now we can say that this consciousness has its own laws applicable only to itself and not for matter and antimatter??...And that would be the religion and or the subject of psychology!!!
And when this consciousness thing interacts with matter we might be having a couple of laws again..can that be astrology???
Hmm....what more...lets see, today the hunt of extraterrestrial life is equated to first finding water. But if the current science is to be belived and life is nothing but a few reactions why is it that we want to have the reactions in aquous medium??why not name a few dry reactions as life?? But rethinking on our new theory line...can it be that water is a necessary thing for the interaction of matter and mind?? ( as in currently we define the presence of consciousness in matter as life.... ) so is it that water is a necessary mediator required for the interaction?? ...well breaking this train of thought another idea swooped down me...can it be that
matter+consciousness+energy=living body ,
pure energy +consciousness= ghosts???????
And pure consciousness= God?????
Whoaaaa...enough of staring at the ceiling for a day I guess....but my god I dunno how much I convinced u ,,,,but I am already getting goosebumps junta!!!!....machaxx theory right??..espl the last para??? :D :D :D
Well what the theory basically proposes is this: just as we have got something distinct as matter and energy...similarly there exists a different entity called consciousness!!..No don’t take it philosophically; what i propose is that scientifically there actually exists something like consciousness which is neither matter nor energy!!
And how do I sell you that?? Lets see..We all agree that there is a definite difference between animate and inanimate world. And what I basically tell u now is that anything that has this third entity –consciousness, is animate and rest all falls into inanimate!
That this consciousness is not energy nor matter is again simple- no amount of matter vanishes at the moment of death; the dead body has all the same mass, volume and energy as the living one about to die. But there surely is something crucially lacking in the dead man right??..Can that be consciousness?? Religions world over already propose that-this atma thing that goes away...so can it be real?? And if it is ...then see...its different from matter or energy as the loss was not of matter!!
Lets think more..If u could dissect the body of living man right now, you will surely never find some organ or part that is this atma thing right??...But that’s obvious as the soul is different from matter and consequently does not require mass or volume like matter; so u are obv never going to see, feel, or weigh it!...and..well ..stretching the thought-we all have heard of this...that our mind can beat the speed of light!!...So now that’s again justified- mind is not matter to obey the theory of relativity!!!!!! :D :D
So far for the difference between matter and consciousness...Now let us again prove you the very existence of consciousness ...well we perceive the world with our 5 sense organs right??..But look!!...what this colour thing is basically- it is nothing but the absorption of a certain wavelength and emition of the residual.... bt where does the pinkishness of the pink colour and redness of the red come from???.. As in seeing is nothing but the falling of the residual wavelengths on retina, carying the signal by neurons and then voila!!...we see the colour!!!...bt look again all that the brain was conveyed is that so and so nano meter wave has come...thats it!!...no pinkshness no redness was ever conveyed...No we donot identify or detect the colours..we interprete them that way!!
The same goes with all the rest of the senses- sound is nothing but pressure difference between the air layers- how is it that so and so pascal difference is perceived as the hiss of “s” or “p”ness of P and “a”ness of a???touch, taste, smell all are similarly weird- they are nothing but certain chemical reactions in olfactory lobe or on the tongue..that may be sweet means nothing but the brain’s interpretation of a chemical reaction –say when carbon of sugar forms a SN1 product with oxygen in the tasebuds (lol...dont analyze my organic..u got what I meant right??)
Gawddd...now that’s a startling thought!!...That all that we perceive is nothing but our own interpretation of world!! That there really is no red colour or the hiss of s ..they are merely the cerebral interpretation of 5050 nm (lol,...just had to take some number...and 5050 is a nice choice for all bansal junta right??? :D :D) and 5050 pascal !!....SO SERIOUSLY ALL ALL OF THIS WORLD IS A BIG MOH-MAYA junta!!!...SAAB JHUT HAI!!!( bolo maa sayali devi ki jai :D :P rofl)
But there surely is something (read consciousness :P )that is getting fooled right??..As in if the current science were to be belived we are nothing but a set of chemical reactions at work...science explains even our mind as a couple of reactions (read the book emotional intelligence by Daniel Goleman) But can it happen that a billion or so organic molecules come together, react amongst themselves andd..and create this red thing,this s thing????..
.See how does the current science explain the creation of life??...nothing a couple of changes on earth...our planet cooled down we got rains etc and then there formed organic molecules!!,,,the cytoplasm and cellulose came together( or whatever that was in the amoeba..uff..imprecise biology details maaf )..and then bingo we got life!!!!...but heyy thats basically boiling down to just the assortment of few molecules and their mutual reactions!!...how is it dat amoeba is animate??..Is it that a anything that has a couple of reactions at work is animate and the rest inanimate???
Even quantum physics now strongly feels that the existence of mind is a vital necessity to explain a few things....so joining the jigsaw, can we not naturally extend that it is this mind that perceives the red??...And it is exclusively the animate world that possesses this mind...this consciousness??
Hmmm....okk thats exciting now!!...consciousness...a third entity ,,,a third scientific entity..different from matter and energy!!!..machaxxx :D :D
And now we can say that this consciousness has its own laws applicable only to itself and not for matter and antimatter??...And that would be the religion and or the subject of psychology!!!
And when this consciousness thing interacts with matter we might be having a couple of laws again..can that be astrology???
Hmm....what more...lets see, today the hunt of extraterrestrial life is equated to first finding water. But if the current science is to be belived and life is nothing but a few reactions why is it that we want to have the reactions in aquous medium??why not name a few dry reactions as life?? But rethinking on our new theory line...can it be that water is a necessary thing for the interaction of matter and mind?? ( as in currently we define the presence of consciousness in matter as life.... ) so is it that water is a necessary mediator required for the interaction?? ...well breaking this train of thought another idea swooped down me...can it be that
matter+consciousness+energy=living body ,
pure energy +consciousness= ghosts???????
And pure consciousness= God?????
Whoaaaa...enough of staring at the ceiling for a day I guess....but my god I dunno how much I convinced u ,,,,but I am already getting goosebumps junta!!!!....machaxx theory right??..espl the last para??? :D :D :D
Saturday, May 1, 2010
How about a Barbie themed mood i??? :D
Lolalol u think??? :P :P...junta u all are soo boring then!! Huh :-/
I mean common imagine...they pinkyfy the entire campus...everywhere bubbly pink splashed up and that big SAC wall painted with infy Barbie photos and the mood i website looking like some kind of a Barbieworld...and they hand out pink mood i tees with a beautiful Barbie pic!!....awsome maxxx...and the possibilities are infinite!!...theatre fest could instead play Barbie movies...have u checked out Barbie and the diamond castle or Barbie and the Christmas carol??...machaxx movies junta:):)..and may be mattel, hot wheels,polly pocket sponcer us this time.. wow maxx..coz that means pro night adds will be of hotwheels and like :D...and...may be we can have how how-to-shampoo-ur-barbie workshops!!
Yes yess i know..its all so amazing but let me tell you a news thats even more amazing( if possible)...none of my friends( yes I know they are all too grown up and grim junta) approved my idea!!!!!! :-o....they gave me strict warning not to mail on the competions thread this brilliant idea for theme!!...But obviously none stops me from blogging my heart out :D ...and if you are all equally grim folks,,,let me cast off a few of your doubts: starting from the zeroth FAQ: no i have not lost my nuts okk?? :P...and first one now...look if no cordie or CG is interested...huhmaxx..i can work overtime( go away all orgies and cordies!!)..i can single handedly manage it all (yes anything for barbies :D)...and if you are as pessimist as my grim friends ( wake up junta..i m comparing you with the grimmest species to walk our planet!!)..and you share their view that such a mood i wont have a single audience...then here you go...i will buy all tickets of all events okk???...no loss in profits okk??( now now..don’t sympathize my pocket...i already told you right?...anything for barbies :D)
Soo any more FAQs???...
n common isn’t it a really phoduuu theme afterall?? :D
Monday, April 5, 2010
little me in wonderland (aka school)
this blog i gonna take a plunge into some of my sweetest memeories...my school time memories..n i dunno may be the structure of my blogs is getting a bit repetative bt i shall worry abt that from the next blog , ok??
I owe my everything(bansal, iit, world views,debating skills..) to my alma matter-SBOA public school,...it was indeed the wonderland of the liitle alice (me)...
in school we were a pack of four unseperable buddies..me(they called me dollar), miss richie, miss gloria and miss bumpydog (crazy nicknames na..we acted crazy in everything actually!!)
i remember in the sports period we were always in the same team( i was a default captain and i used to threaten leaving the grounds if all my friends were not teamed with me...n my poor batchies had always obliged!!!i mean who will waste half the coveted period in coaxing me!!!)
i have cried when I was made to seat on a seperate bench from miss maggi( she was another of my best best friend..n yeah she had a curly black forest jungle for hairs)
then ofcourse the tiffin times when we pounced on each other's tiffins rather shamelessly(..hmm..the taste of pav bhaji of miss richie's tiffin is still fresh in my mind)
mess-not-with-me-else-enjoy-an hour-in the principal's cabin-types-assembly leader: thats me...well guess why i gotta mention my assembly leader stories here?...easy..coz i was one for five years back to back..
now..it was an honour in 5th and 6th,,bt after that all the defeated candidates standing for captains and vicecaptions were made the assembly leader.,,hehe!!
RG giri: well not really RG giri now..i never ever had any badwill for others.. bt being a famous school of my city meant quite a few phodus in my class ( some 7 of us went on to crack jee, while some were the state toppers of CET )..bt i learnt so much from all of them..
particularly gaurav and ambar...they are two super crackus you know...constant rat racing with the two of them led foundation to my adaptaion in A1 of bansals..
My super drawing skills: no exagerations- I got a D grade in drawing all throught my kindergarten to 10th!!!... i guess you can imagine my sweet sweet drawing periods haan!!
Teacher's Pet, is dat me??- yes, yes, yess :D ( it goes unsaid dat i am not speaking of my drawing mam here!!)
debates: It was my school that first spotted my speaking enthu... well perhaps i never mentioned before..i am the debating secy of h10..n this again i owe to my alma matter..
I still remember the interschool debates,,.. how much my patriotism for school used to errupt on stage!!
heyy...gotta do some work now :( ..mind you though..this was just a trailor of my school life!!..
I owe my everything(bansal, iit, world views,debating skills..) to my alma matter-SBOA public school,...it was indeed the wonderland of the liitle alice (me)...
in school we were a pack of four unseperable buddies..me(they called me dollar), miss richie, miss gloria and miss bumpydog (crazy nicknames na..we acted crazy in everything actually!!)
i remember in the sports period we were always in the same team( i was a default captain and i used to threaten leaving the grounds if all my friends were not teamed with me...n my poor batchies had always obliged!!!i mean who will waste half the coveted period in coaxing me!!!)
i have cried when I was made to seat on a seperate bench from miss maggi( she was another of my best best friend..n yeah she had a curly black forest jungle for hairs)
then ofcourse the tiffin times when we pounced on each other's tiffins rather shamelessly(..hmm..the taste of pav bhaji of miss richie's tiffin is still fresh in my mind)
mess-not-with-me-else-enjoy-an hour-in the principal's cabin-types-assembly leader: thats me...well guess why i gotta mention my assembly leader stories here?...easy..coz i was one for five years back to back..
now..it was an honour in 5th and 6th,,bt after that all the defeated candidates standing for captains and vicecaptions were made the assembly leader.,,hehe!!
RG giri: well not really RG giri now..i never ever had any badwill for others.. bt being a famous school of my city meant quite a few phodus in my class ( some 7 of us went on to crack jee, while some were the state toppers of CET )..bt i learnt so much from all of them..
particularly gaurav and ambar...they are two super crackus you know...constant rat racing with the two of them led foundation to my adaptaion in A1 of bansals..
My super drawing skills: no exagerations- I got a D grade in drawing all throught my kindergarten to 10th!!!... i guess you can imagine my sweet sweet drawing periods haan!!
Teacher's Pet, is dat me??- yes, yes, yess :D ( it goes unsaid dat i am not speaking of my drawing mam here!!)
debates: It was my school that first spotted my speaking enthu... well perhaps i never mentioned before..i am the debating secy of h10..n this again i owe to my alma matter..
I still remember the interschool debates,,.. how much my patriotism for school used to errupt on stage!!
heyy...gotta do some work now :( ..mind you though..this was just a trailor of my school life!!..
Friday, April 2, 2010
is department se mujhe bachao!!
Last blog i told you about bansals and picking up the story from there on lets tell you something about my post jee life..
After a lot of research and quizzing around I had decided to zero in on engineering physics, IIT Bombay...
But after the jee website latter confirmed my destiny in ep, i was often ridiculed for my choice..
“epians are a stack of nerdies”, “employment exchange runs because of them!!”...they said...
But turning a deaf ear to all of them I happily started out my voyage in physics...........................
Now ep is a rather small and a relatively young dept. But just as my already formed image of the dept had anticipated, ep did actually turn out to be a cacophony of the nerdiest creatures to walk the earth..
N here i gonna describe some of the maximus magus i have ever met:
Mr. String theory guy- extra terrestrial alien resembling human in appearance. A walking talking encyclopaedia of the entire physics. Mr. Know-it-all in my opinion should be awarded btech degree with the passing out seniors this year end itself!!..i mean he already seems to have learnt everything the dept promises to teach us in 4 yrs.
Mr. Random chats- He is the maths guy or rather he is maths personified. Life and beauty is perceived as nothing but a couple of complex equations by him!! And although i have never chatted with him, his status messages have no parallel!!
Mr life-is-so-serious : best friend of Mr.random chats, mr life-is-so-serious is hardly ever seen smiling and albit my limited interaction with him I bet he is the upper limit of brilliancy!!
Mr. Depression- One more fella bereft of smile!! And ofcourse quiz me not about his nerdiness. He is one of the rare few souls frowning in concentration in workshop lectures!!!
Then ofcourse there is miss enthu here ( currently LHC is the only word she cares to give any damn to!!!)
........................................well actually this list should run down to each and every one of my 33 batchies but they all are a more or less a linear combination of the above mentioned starlets. For example Mr. My-next-roll no is 50% mr.stg, 30% mr life-is-so-serious and 20% miss enthu!!!
So basically they 5 are the basic elements and rest of us( or most of us as miss buttercup is 100% original) are molecules made of them (lolzzzz)
Hmmm....crazy dept na??????
After a lot of research and quizzing around I had decided to zero in on engineering physics, IIT Bombay...
But after the jee website latter confirmed my destiny in ep, i was often ridiculed for my choice..
“epians are a stack of nerdies”, “employment exchange runs because of them!!”...they said...
But turning a deaf ear to all of them I happily started out my voyage in physics...........................
Now ep is a rather small and a relatively young dept. But just as my already formed image of the dept had anticipated, ep did actually turn out to be a cacophony of the nerdiest creatures to walk the earth..
N here i gonna describe some of the maximus magus i have ever met:
Mr. String theory guy- extra terrestrial alien resembling human in appearance. A walking talking encyclopaedia of the entire physics. Mr. Know-it-all in my opinion should be awarded btech degree with the passing out seniors this year end itself!!..i mean he already seems to have learnt everything the dept promises to teach us in 4 yrs.
Mr. Random chats- He is the maths guy or rather he is maths personified. Life and beauty is perceived as nothing but a couple of complex equations by him!! And although i have never chatted with him, his status messages have no parallel!!
Mr life-is-so-serious : best friend of Mr.random chats, mr life-is-so-serious is hardly ever seen smiling and albit my limited interaction with him I bet he is the upper limit of brilliancy!!
Mr. Depression- One more fella bereft of smile!! And ofcourse quiz me not about his nerdiness. He is one of the rare few souls frowning in concentration in workshop lectures!!!
Then ofcourse there is miss enthu here ( currently LHC is the only word she cares to give any damn to!!!)
........................................well actually this list should run down to each and every one of my 33 batchies but they all are a more or less a linear combination of the above mentioned starlets. For example Mr. My-next-roll no is 50% mr.stg, 30% mr life-is-so-serious and 20% miss enthu!!!
So basically they 5 are the basic elements and rest of us( or most of us as miss buttercup is 100% original) are molecules made of them (lolzzzz)
Hmmm....crazy dept na??????
Monday, March 22, 2010
magical bansal days
Disclaimer: being a newbee of the blogging world i dunno how long a blog generally is...read on till ur patience quavers , u may finish ur read the nxt tym u log in bt heyy please don’t ask me to stop..coz i just thought of sharing my bansal days with u...n now as i write this my hand quakes and its a flood of memories in my mind now and i dunno how i gonna rest my quill again..
Magical days of bansal
28th april 2007 marks the beginning of my kota days.. Cutting across 1400 kms from my home we had finally reached kota by late night . dad had already booked a room for us n while we were on our way to the hotel , our car crossed “it”-the hallowed portals of bansal classes; the building is visible from the highway ..and u know what such was the emotional toll of that moment that my mom had asked me to bow down with joint palms as in a prayer ,”this is the temple where you gonna learn it all honey”, mom had said...
Brief overview:
Bansal is a confluence of the best brains of the nation –its a place where u meet the best students and the best teachers ; and in a a perfect ambience as well,, as playing hosts to huge downpour of students year in and year out is now a part of the city culture; every home rents out rooms to around 4 or 5 students there!!!!(dizzing na??...just imagine “every”..yeah almost “every” house in a city hosting paying guests!!!)
LIFE IN BANSAL
In my first year of kota, i stayed right opposite the classes’s building. In less than a month mom had landed up in a very convenient job (yeah..i stayed wid my mom )...she got appointed as the consulting doctor at the clinic that bansal classes provide for medical help to students. Her clinic was in the basement of the classes which meant that even she had to take only a bare few steps to her workplace......
In my two years of life there, i wobbled through a lots of thicks and thins, learning (apart from a whole battalion of formulae and theories) patience, hope and humility on my way. I learnt to keep my confidence upright even when my results used to scream out for the opposite, n of yeah i had mastered the art of sobbing hard without waking up my mom sleeping ryt nxt to me ( an art that still comes in handy ...my roomy has peaceful sleeps (with u-guess-what happy dreams) u see)....
During my stay there i also met a whole lot of awesome people(its a real humbling experience to be a part of A1 batch...coz every moment ur fellow batchmates give a live demo of the zenith of fodugiri)...n ofcourse made great friends wid a few of them...soniya and harshita- my best friends there..apart from them ...my list of friends run down to(just mentioning a few of them here) neha- my PGmate in 11th, Puja –the maggu maximus senior, and my own great batchies- the phodu trio of priyanka, shweta and sakshi, then there was surbhi and sunaina as well...sunaina n me came by the same auto to gaurav towers(thats the awsum maxx new building of the classes)
TEACHERS:
At the sumit of this coaching class factory we have got Bansal sir himself- although the cruel fate has given him progressive muscular dystrophy( dats wat vidya balan had in guru) , this man has risen above all storms that life threw at him....he personifies extreme success and courage,,,n ofcourse he is the live encyclopedia of maths for sure
Bansal in my tym had a line up of some of the finest coaching gurus – we had Ninja(NJ sir) and AG sir for physics , sodium(NA sir) for physical, SR sir and MSC sir for organic, VKJ sir for inorganic...n in my early 11th we had Bissa sir( seeing him i just repented being born so late u know...sadly...i was just too young for him!!!)
I still remember SR sir’s jokes and his friendly vibes at NA sir( how much we laughed at his jokes)...NA sir’s gazals n VKJ sir ‘s dig @ kishore kumar’s songs, NJ sir xplaining all of the physics whilst sitting at the end of the board and how he taught us all of the physics baithe –baithe hi..his much-loved videos, AG sir’s demeaning of girls(in his opinion, physics is nt a girl’s domain and he made sure to impress upon this opinion atleast five times a day)...none the less how cheshta-the –brave used to confront and friendly argue with him
The dedication of the teachers was unnerving...baap re....how efficiently they taught us, how subtly they cracked jokes, how much they encouraged us....
They had all demystified this jee mystery perfectly....u know what if u ask me, its wrong for the jee examiners to feel that coaching saps out the originality of thoughts teaching the students tricks instead....well yes,may be they do mark the road for us to walk on....bt walking- we have to do that on our own!!....n just try solving SR sir’s DPPs by rote-tricks only....congos,.u gonna fail with a big zero!!!
PLACES:
Gayatri book depo,iit book depo, n jain stationers:
The famous bookstores of vigyan nagar( the colony of bansals)-freaky bookoholic that i was meant that i landed up in either of these places atleast once a fortnyt!!!
Naturals: a cool resto to hang out
Jai shiv bekary:
My birthday cake came from there....i was quite a regular at this place
Om cine plex:
After every exam in twelfth, i was sure to be seen here
Apart from them there was a kachori mart whose name i don’t recollect now, a shop that served hot masala dudh (its name forgotten as well) that i frequented a lot
Gumanpura:
Had had a few shoping sprees in there
Chambal garden and dam:
I dunno what made these places famous bt they being tourist places, i had once landed up there post exam
And and and......following are the places with a million memories each:
Old building bansal classes( both its A and B blocks)
Gaurav towers: its a breathtakingly beautiful seven floored structure-thats the current new location of bansal
Gaurav tower canteen- a place where i spent all of my breaks in the last few days when we had three classes a day
2 bha 3- my PG in my first year
1 tha 3- my second year PG
THE RIGOROUS ROUTINE:
My routine like most of my fellow maggus was quite rigorous. Studying for around 12 hours a day, solving hundreds of questions and going through almost every book ever mentioned was how my days passed. But one thing that i failed at miserably was curtailing my sleep-7 to eight hours was my lower limit( listning to infy tane from my mom for that was also a part of my routine!!!
SPEED FREAK:
As the jee bug started hitting me more and more madly, i started showing madder and madder signs- i had plastered my wall with formulae( so that even if i just casually looked around whilst solving anything, my eyes still fell on some or the other formulae)
I also developed an intense passion for speed ....i loved answering maths problems before anyone else in the class ....i frequently finished my maths DPPs in half the stipulated time.....the climax was my JEE where in both papers i had attempted more than 80% questions in 1 and a half hour!!!!( i was almost lukkha for remaining half time in both papers)
INFINITE SILLY MISTAKES:
N now ....u reading my real life nightmares: it was for the first time in my life that i had ever encountered them..i don’t know how and why but i managed scoring atleast a 100 marks below my expected marks thanks to this new ailness of mine ....i tried every cure i cud concot....bt i continue suffering from this dreadful disease even now....
My first confrontation :
It was d second test at bansal of 11th..n nxt day was my mom’s birthday....i had made it in my heart to gift her wid a grand result ....studying hard i appeared for my test,,,,,i came back jumping with joy as i had solved every q in the paper and had expected full...dream-come-true i thought....n then that evening i went to check the solutios displayed at the noticeboard---n d memory still floats an iceberg in my stomach----i had managed a 92nd position in that test!!!!....untill then i never knew that i could do silly mistakes, i was totally unprepared for it...mom’s birthday ruined, it was a numb shock- as if i had been diagnosed with cancer!!!
The grief and shock of that incident never left me...i really never managed to come out of the viscous cycle of silly mistakes....i tried my full strength...bt as the saying goes man proposes; god disposes ....i dunno if its fair to balme heaven, may be the fault was always mine, may be i should have learnt to control my speed , n may be this and may be that...bt whatever ...it was infy painful to see my efforts going in vain....no i was no despo, no there was no parental pressure, no wrong part at all that i could spot and clear....but neways, now i cannot re-live my past and rectify my faults if any ...
DISASTROUS RESULTS:
I had infy bad results, exam in and exam out....n it was all new for me
I daresay i would have lost my mind if not for my mom and my dad – they really knew how to handle me, how to console me....
MAMMA DEVELOPS PROBLEM IN HER KNEES:
To cap all this, mamma started feeling intense pain in her knees....some physiotherapy once in a while did help bt it was more like a painkiller that gave her temporary relief.....
MY BANSAL STINT TALE IS INCOMPLETE WITHOUT THIS:
My crush- hmmmmmm....yeah ryt since the first time i ever saw him
N i wont dwell into any details of his or any fellow bansalite may guess....n poor guy, perhaps he is totally unawares of all this ............................................
PS: hmm....chalo lets spare u and end this blog finally..afterall its quarter to four in the night(morning i shud say) n i gonna sleep now or else i shall fall asleep ryt through all my lectures tomorrow....
N if u have red it all in one go, i shud say – u hav real stamina dude!!!...
Chalo bye for now ...meet u soon ( or i sud say bore u soon haan???)........................
Magical days of bansal
28th april 2007 marks the beginning of my kota days.. Cutting across 1400 kms from my home we had finally reached kota by late night . dad had already booked a room for us n while we were on our way to the hotel , our car crossed “it”-the hallowed portals of bansal classes; the building is visible from the highway ..and u know what such was the emotional toll of that moment that my mom had asked me to bow down with joint palms as in a prayer ,”this is the temple where you gonna learn it all honey”, mom had said...
Brief overview:
Bansal is a confluence of the best brains of the nation –its a place where u meet the best students and the best teachers ; and in a a perfect ambience as well,, as playing hosts to huge downpour of students year in and year out is now a part of the city culture; every home rents out rooms to around 4 or 5 students there!!!!(dizzing na??...just imagine “every”..yeah almost “every” house in a city hosting paying guests!!!)
LIFE IN BANSAL
In my first year of kota, i stayed right opposite the classes’s building. In less than a month mom had landed up in a very convenient job (yeah..i stayed wid my mom )...she got appointed as the consulting doctor at the clinic that bansal classes provide for medical help to students. Her clinic was in the basement of the classes which meant that even she had to take only a bare few steps to her workplace......
In my two years of life there, i wobbled through a lots of thicks and thins, learning (apart from a whole battalion of formulae and theories) patience, hope and humility on my way. I learnt to keep my confidence upright even when my results used to scream out for the opposite, n of yeah i had mastered the art of sobbing hard without waking up my mom sleeping ryt nxt to me ( an art that still comes in handy ...my roomy has peaceful sleeps (with u-guess-what happy dreams) u see)....
During my stay there i also met a whole lot of awesome people(its a real humbling experience to be a part of A1 batch...coz every moment ur fellow batchmates give a live demo of the zenith of fodugiri)...n ofcourse made great friends wid a few of them...soniya and harshita- my best friends there..apart from them ...my list of friends run down to(just mentioning a few of them here) neha- my PGmate in 11th, Puja –the maggu maximus senior, and my own great batchies- the phodu trio of priyanka, shweta and sakshi, then there was surbhi and sunaina as well...sunaina n me came by the same auto to gaurav towers(thats the awsum maxx new building of the classes)
TEACHERS:
At the sumit of this coaching class factory we have got Bansal sir himself- although the cruel fate has given him progressive muscular dystrophy( dats wat vidya balan had in guru) , this man has risen above all storms that life threw at him....he personifies extreme success and courage,,,n ofcourse he is the live encyclopedia of maths for sure
Bansal in my tym had a line up of some of the finest coaching gurus – we had Ninja(NJ sir) and AG sir for physics , sodium(NA sir) for physical, SR sir and MSC sir for organic, VKJ sir for inorganic...n in my early 11th we had Bissa sir( seeing him i just repented being born so late u know...sadly...i was just too young for him!!!)
I still remember SR sir’s jokes and his friendly vibes at NA sir( how much we laughed at his jokes)...NA sir’s gazals n VKJ sir ‘s dig @ kishore kumar’s songs, NJ sir xplaining all of the physics whilst sitting at the end of the board and how he taught us all of the physics baithe –baithe hi..his much-loved videos, AG sir’s demeaning of girls(in his opinion, physics is nt a girl’s domain and he made sure to impress upon this opinion atleast five times a day)...none the less how cheshta-the –brave used to confront and friendly argue with him
The dedication of the teachers was unnerving...baap re....how efficiently they taught us, how subtly they cracked jokes, how much they encouraged us....
They had all demystified this jee mystery perfectly....u know what if u ask me, its wrong for the jee examiners to feel that coaching saps out the originality of thoughts teaching the students tricks instead....well yes,may be they do mark the road for us to walk on....bt walking- we have to do that on our own!!....n just try solving SR sir’s DPPs by rote-tricks only....congos,.u gonna fail with a big zero!!!
PLACES:
Gayatri book depo,iit book depo, n jain stationers:
The famous bookstores of vigyan nagar( the colony of bansals)-freaky bookoholic that i was meant that i landed up in either of these places atleast once a fortnyt!!!
Naturals: a cool resto to hang out
Jai shiv bekary:
My birthday cake came from there....i was quite a regular at this place
Om cine plex:
After every exam in twelfth, i was sure to be seen here
Apart from them there was a kachori mart whose name i don’t recollect now, a shop that served hot masala dudh (its name forgotten as well) that i frequented a lot
Gumanpura:
Had had a few shoping sprees in there
Chambal garden and dam:
I dunno what made these places famous bt they being tourist places, i had once landed up there post exam
And and and......following are the places with a million memories each:
Old building bansal classes( both its A and B blocks)
Gaurav towers: its a breathtakingly beautiful seven floored structure-thats the current new location of bansal
Gaurav tower canteen- a place where i spent all of my breaks in the last few days when we had three classes a day
2 bha 3- my PG in my first year
1 tha 3- my second year PG
THE RIGOROUS ROUTINE:
My routine like most of my fellow maggus was quite rigorous. Studying for around 12 hours a day, solving hundreds of questions and going through almost every book ever mentioned was how my days passed. But one thing that i failed at miserably was curtailing my sleep-7 to eight hours was my lower limit( listning to infy tane from my mom for that was also a part of my routine!!!
SPEED FREAK:
As the jee bug started hitting me more and more madly, i started showing madder and madder signs- i had plastered my wall with formulae( so that even if i just casually looked around whilst solving anything, my eyes still fell on some or the other formulae)
I also developed an intense passion for speed ....i loved answering maths problems before anyone else in the class ....i frequently finished my maths DPPs in half the stipulated time.....the climax was my JEE where in both papers i had attempted more than 80% questions in 1 and a half hour!!!!( i was almost lukkha for remaining half time in both papers)
INFINITE SILLY MISTAKES:
N now ....u reading my real life nightmares: it was for the first time in my life that i had ever encountered them..i don’t know how and why but i managed scoring atleast a 100 marks below my expected marks thanks to this new ailness of mine ....i tried every cure i cud concot....bt i continue suffering from this dreadful disease even now....
My first confrontation :
It was d second test at bansal of 11th..n nxt day was my mom’s birthday....i had made it in my heart to gift her wid a grand result ....studying hard i appeared for my test,,,,,i came back jumping with joy as i had solved every q in the paper and had expected full...dream-come-true i thought....n then that evening i went to check the solutios displayed at the noticeboard---n d memory still floats an iceberg in my stomach----i had managed a 92nd position in that test!!!!....untill then i never knew that i could do silly mistakes, i was totally unprepared for it...mom’s birthday ruined, it was a numb shock- as if i had been diagnosed with cancer!!!
The grief and shock of that incident never left me...i really never managed to come out of the viscous cycle of silly mistakes....i tried my full strength...bt as the saying goes man proposes; god disposes ....i dunno if its fair to balme heaven, may be the fault was always mine, may be i should have learnt to control my speed , n may be this and may be that...bt whatever ...it was infy painful to see my efforts going in vain....no i was no despo, no there was no parental pressure, no wrong part at all that i could spot and clear....but neways, now i cannot re-live my past and rectify my faults if any ...
DISASTROUS RESULTS:
I had infy bad results, exam in and exam out....n it was all new for me
I daresay i would have lost my mind if not for my mom and my dad – they really knew how to handle me, how to console me....
MAMMA DEVELOPS PROBLEM IN HER KNEES:
To cap all this, mamma started feeling intense pain in her knees....some physiotherapy once in a while did help bt it was more like a painkiller that gave her temporary relief.....
MY BANSAL STINT TALE IS INCOMPLETE WITHOUT THIS:
My crush- hmmmmmm....yeah ryt since the first time i ever saw him
N i wont dwell into any details of his or any fellow bansalite may guess....n poor guy, perhaps he is totally unawares of all this ............................................
PS: hmm....chalo lets spare u and end this blog finally..afterall its quarter to four in the night(morning i shud say) n i gonna sleep now or else i shall fall asleep ryt through all my lectures tomorrow....
N if u have red it all in one go, i shud say – u hav real stamina dude!!!...
Chalo bye for now ...meet u soon ( or i sud say bore u soon haan???)........................
Saturday, March 20, 2010
she makes my world go round-roomy dearest :-)
i am back!!..n as promised i gonna tell u abt my roomy dearest :-)
so here i go- my roomie aka miss 1 upon masuum-she is a one crazy gal...this innocent looking bt infact 1 upon masuum (lol) girl loves to live life to the fullest, living 60 secs every min!!.. u know what..the world's nt grey bt either dark black or pure white for this missy..i mean eithr she loves few stuffs like hell or hates a few others just as much....for eg.red roses(read between the lines!!), babies, rains, teddy, her kid sis, to name just a few, can make her leap with joy at their slightest mention,,,and on her hate list are mosquitoes ("arrey darwaza laga do yaar, machhar aa jayenge" is her fav maxx quotation!!),mess food, bombay locals( heyy..local trains and nt local ppl okk??)..her music collection is one of the weirdest i have ever seen..jal(can u belive it!!...jal)makes her crazy, raghav sachar and some really weired artists and songs are litteraly worshipped in my room( dont tell me u lyk them as well!!!)
apart from all this....there's this one more big thing....that she loves me and i love her back so much as well..i am almost an adopted child in my room...yO dear...u really make my world go round!!!
so here i go- my roomie aka miss 1 upon masuum-she is a one crazy gal...this innocent looking bt infact 1 upon masuum (lol) girl loves to live life to the fullest, living 60 secs every min!!.. u know what..the world's nt grey bt either dark black or pure white for this missy..i mean eithr she loves few stuffs like hell or hates a few others just as much....for eg.red roses(read between the lines!!), babies, rains, teddy, her kid sis, to name just a few, can make her leap with joy at their slightest mention,,,and on her hate list are mosquitoes ("arrey darwaza laga do yaar, machhar aa jayenge" is her fav maxx quotation!!),mess food, bombay locals( heyy..local trains and nt local ppl okk??)..her music collection is one of the weirdest i have ever seen..jal(can u belive it!!...jal)makes her crazy, raghav sachar and some really weired artists and songs are litteraly worshipped in my room( dont tell me u lyk them as well!!!)
apart from all this....there's this one more big thing....that she loves me and i love her back so much as well..i am almost an adopted child in my room...yO dear...u really make my world go round!!!
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
4 idiots
400kms away from my home lies my second home; room no 222, hostel 10, IIT Bombay..and a third home in 217....thats where two of my best friends -miss fragli and miss enthu stay. Completing the crazy foursome is the drop-dead-gorgeous, dear miss buttercup the next door neighbour of 217mates.
Now, we 4 are 1 of our own kind, each more weirder than the other and in this blog let me give you a brief introduction to each of us four..n in the next blog i shall tell u about my another sweet friend – my roomy aka miss 1upon massum bt first lets start with the crazy 4some
1st idiot: me me me- now dats easy.....if u know an 18 yr old girl who still loves kindergarten stuffs lyk barbies n fairytales...den may b u r talking of me!!! ..bt 18yrs of lyf has taken its toll n i can as well be spotted doing some mundane earthly stuffs passionately 2.....newspaper reading 4 eg..n i am also a little bookworm kind of ...my other passions include music, googling and music ,talking over phone (i call mom 5 times a day) and music and.......neways keep reading my blogs to know more about me........
2nd idiot: miss fragli- hermoine of the muggle world, miss fragli happily loves to disappear behind her
computer( disappearing behind books is old fashioned). Thanks to her awsum sense of humour and timely cracked infinite jokes , me and miss fragli are often spotted laughing till teardrops start to leak out of our eyes. Her other intresets include music, star gazing ( she cracked open the astronomy Olympiad) , and thinking of some weired circuit problems .this girl is infinite mature, her world view perfect , just like the the hermoine of JK rowling
3rd idiot: miss enthu- rightly as her nickname suggests this girl is enthu about infinite number of stuffs under the sun; though nothing and i daresay no one can compete with her enthusiasm about her first love- physics. This mad physicist can be spotted attending second year physics courses and blabbering some high end stuff like higgs boson and qubit (don’t ask me what they are,i have no clue of them)!! The endless list of her field of expertise include , to name a few, solving crazy circuits and tech in general, cooking, bargaining...she is awsome at practical stuffs like driving, travelling alone etc, etc,etc...and oh yes, not to mention her high ethics and social concerns ...i guess only miss fragli can compete and share that....
4th idiot: miss buttercup- she is the miss world in waiting. And if I had any anology for her to the rowling fantasy league- that would be serius black....awsum maxx brains and beauty...she is just as cool as mr.black....1 of those rare class toppers who are not at the mercy of long and listless slooging over the books (and laptops!!!)....miss buttercup loves butter and ofcourse she is a supergirl for sure- so that justifies her name!!!....her other passions include guitar and sinth( she rocks with her sinth), shopping and exploring newer and newer places for shopping and watching movies( 2 in a day is routine)......
Oh yes....forgot to justify the name miss fragli of our dear 2nd idiot- sometime last week she complained of groaning bones and we called her fragile limbs aka miss fragli...
Keep watching this space....i will soon return to share my life with you.....and heyy i haven’t told you abt my roomy yet.....she is the craziest of my buddies!!!!
Now, we 4 are 1 of our own kind, each more weirder than the other and in this blog let me give you a brief introduction to each of us four..n in the next blog i shall tell u about my another sweet friend – my roomy aka miss 1upon massum bt first lets start with the crazy 4some
1st idiot: me me me- now dats easy.....if u know an 18 yr old girl who still loves kindergarten stuffs lyk barbies n fairytales...den may b u r talking of me!!! ..bt 18yrs of lyf has taken its toll n i can as well be spotted doing some mundane earthly stuffs passionately 2.....newspaper reading 4 eg..n i am also a little bookworm kind of ...my other passions include music, googling and music ,talking over phone (i call mom 5 times a day) and music and.......neways keep reading my blogs to know more about me........
2nd idiot: miss fragli- hermoine of the muggle world, miss fragli happily loves to disappear behind her
computer( disappearing behind books is old fashioned). Thanks to her awsum sense of humour and timely cracked infinite jokes , me and miss fragli are often spotted laughing till teardrops start to leak out of our eyes. Her other intresets include music, star gazing ( she cracked open the astronomy Olympiad) , and thinking of some weired circuit problems .this girl is infinite mature, her world view perfect , just like the the hermoine of JK rowling
3rd idiot: miss enthu- rightly as her nickname suggests this girl is enthu about infinite number of stuffs under the sun; though nothing and i daresay no one can compete with her enthusiasm about her first love- physics. This mad physicist can be spotted attending second year physics courses and blabbering some high end stuff like higgs boson and qubit (don’t ask me what they are,i have no clue of them)!! The endless list of her field of expertise include , to name a few, solving crazy circuits and tech in general, cooking, bargaining...she is awsome at practical stuffs like driving, travelling alone etc, etc,etc...and oh yes, not to mention her high ethics and social concerns ...i guess only miss fragli can compete and share that....
4th idiot: miss buttercup- she is the miss world in waiting. And if I had any anology for her to the rowling fantasy league- that would be serius black....awsum maxx brains and beauty...she is just as cool as mr.black....1 of those rare class toppers who are not at the mercy of long and listless slooging over the books (and laptops!!!)....miss buttercup loves butter and ofcourse she is a supergirl for sure- so that justifies her name!!!....her other passions include guitar and sinth( she rocks with her sinth), shopping and exploring newer and newer places for shopping and watching movies( 2 in a day is routine)......
Oh yes....forgot to justify the name miss fragli of our dear 2nd idiot- sometime last week she complained of groaning bones and we called her fragile limbs aka miss fragli...
Keep watching this space....i will soon return to share my life with you.....and heyy i haven’t told you abt my roomy yet.....she is the craziest of my buddies!!!!
1 of my poems
wid shattered dreams
n broken heart
i watched my world
all fall apart
wid teary eyes
n shaken soul
i saw d ball
miss d goal
bereft of hope
d lyf drove on
yet its mundane pace
dragged me along
n soon my lyf
cured all my ails
as wid tym
i lost my wails
lyf,it 2k my hand
n swirled
on gentle chimes,
it changed my world
lyf's myriad hues
now all past me
as i sit alone n reflect back
i cry n cry
i dunno why
n looking ahead,
let go a sigh...........
**1 of my own poems [:)]
n broken heart
i watched my world
all fall apart
wid teary eyes
n shaken soul
i saw d ball
miss d goal
bereft of hope
d lyf drove on
yet its mundane pace
dragged me along
n soon my lyf
cured all my ails
as wid tym
i lost my wails
lyf,it 2k my hand
n swirled
on gentle chimes,
it changed my world
lyf's myriad hues
now all past me
as i sit alone n reflect back
i cry n cry
i dunno why
n looking ahead,
let go a sigh...........
**1 of my own poems [:)]
silent tears stiil roll down my eyes...
he was like a fairy man straight out of a fairytale.
last summer, i had hit upon the darkest phase of my life. all of my hope and dreams had been brutually murdered at the hands of destiny.....And then,out of the blues,Heavens suddenly showered mercy...healing my wounds in his form.
he was a lean,tall guy, had a dark complexion and had big eyes twinkling with a careless mirth.My fairyman was rich, briliant and perfect at every skill under the sun,yet he was so humble, so down to earth...........
but my fairytale was short lived. destiny's old habit to play foul returned and in a stroke of misfortune, there was no fairyman by my side.
dreadfully alone, scarred and broken i continue to wade through life's pathways....yes, life's no more as cruel as it was last summer,....but mundane earthly happiness fail to recreate his magic...time continues to fly by relentlessly...his departure continues to move depeer into the history of time... but silent tears still roll down my eyes.....
last summer, i had hit upon the darkest phase of my life. all of my hope and dreams had been brutually murdered at the hands of destiny.....And then,out of the blues,Heavens suddenly showered mercy...healing my wounds in his form.
he was a lean,tall guy, had a dark complexion and had big eyes twinkling with a careless mirth.My fairyman was rich, briliant and perfect at every skill under the sun,yet he was so humble, so down to earth...........
but my fairytale was short lived. destiny's old habit to play foul returned and in a stroke of misfortune, there was no fairyman by my side.
dreadfully alone, scarred and broken i continue to wade through life's pathways....yes, life's no more as cruel as it was last summer,....but mundane earthly happiness fail to recreate his magic...time continues to fly by relentlessly...his departure continues to move depeer into the history of time... but silent tears still roll down my eyes.....
Thursday, March 11, 2010
rainbow life
Heaven’s scripting a rainbow life for me....first my brother’s wedding and then my grandpa’s sudden death, a downpour of happiness and grief within a span of a fortnight...
Adding on the myriad hues to my life were my midsems, hostel elections, midsem results, my first application to a job( summer interns) and ofcourse that unbearable break up from my fairy man, happening to me like a slideshow ....away from my home, away from the cozy hug of my mom...
My life has suddenly become enthusiastic in playing some kind of a game with me.. bestowing and snatching away buckets of joy to me at a mind boggling rate..reflecting back though i would like to thank God for some undynamic factors ,,,my friends and my family, who beared with me through all of my cyclic and periodic mood oscillations , .....i dunno what i would have done without them.........................
Adding on the myriad hues to my life were my midsems, hostel elections, midsem results, my first application to a job( summer interns) and ofcourse that unbearable break up from my fairy man, happening to me like a slideshow ....away from my home, away from the cozy hug of my mom...
My life has suddenly become enthusiastic in playing some kind of a game with me.. bestowing and snatching away buckets of joy to me at a mind boggling rate..reflecting back though i would like to thank God for some undynamic factors ,,,my friends and my family, who beared with me through all of my cyclic and periodic mood oscillations , .....i dunno what i would have done without them.........................
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