Urgent

Friends.
There is a big problem requiring our immediate attention. The problem existed all the time but we were too mired in our little lives to see it. However, now it is staring right in our faces and solicits an answer. An answer to what i believe is one of the most elusive puzzles that faces mankind. A solution is our direct entry into total bliss and elysian wonderland. Their is no scope to approach it vaguely- that will lead to cataclysmic consequences, the need of the hour is put our heads together and comtemplate and brainstorm... it is not going to be easy...neither are we guaranteed an answer... all we mortals can do is do our very best and hope. What i am surprised about is the apathy towards this issue all the while. But i have decided enough is enough and this is the time to act. The severity of the situation is palpabable now that this monster of a problem has found its own way to tantalize us humans- by appearing in a recent movie...The question my friends is "Why Pappu Cant Dance?" ... now i have been giving it a lot of thought...my prof here at iit was perplexed by the question and he gave me complete freedom from his own project work so that i could concentration better... However the answer has eluded me like dog's tail eludes the dog... But all's not gloomy ... I have come up with a few conjectures... here are my 2 cents regarding the issue:
1. If Pappu is not able to dance is it because the "aangan is thedha?"...
2. Maybe Pappu like peahens, is not meant to dance at all... this theory requires more research
3. According to reliable sources, Hrithik Roshan had befriended Pappu some years back and Hrithik Roshan can dance...
I once again appeal to everyone to put in his efforts to solve this mystery before its too late.....
c.k.

Is it better to have loved and lost than never to hav loved at all ?

I have loved. And I have lost. The hurt, the anguish, the sorrow cannot be described. Nor can it be measured. But it can be counterbalanced by the joy of cherished memories. All the time spent together is but the same as time spent in heaven. Bliss, happiness, blind joy, and later.......
heartbreak, depression and agony. Wounds heal in time although some scars remain they say. But there is no wound. Just a million pieces of what used to be the human heart, shattered forever. Then comes a fear. The fear that one is vulnerable, the fear of bearing the pain all over again. And then the impenetrable shell of reserve. A reserve so powerful as to shield the shards of the heart and prevent them from being pulverized any further. This shield however, is not a healer.
A healer is required. From the dreary depths of a world bathed in sin, disease, hate and greed there comes a healer. She is very powerful. She banishes from your sight all that is dark and gloomy. Her first task is to tackle the reserve, which does get weaker and weaker with time. Once that is done, she takes the shards, melts them from the warmth of her own heart and moulds it back to the spirited heart that it was.
The sun shines again. But for how long ?
the panther

rem·i·nis·cence.s

a brilliant piece is one that's complete, which requires nothing more and is perfect unto itself. as shwarzenneger(watever his spelling is) said about his body that he continued forming and reforming muscles till he found out that there was nothing more to add or subtract from his physique. that's wat perfection is. and that's wat ck produced in his last sentence. so i wont commit the mistake of intrusion and would just rewrite a few words on the same subject, rather the feeling one has after what was mentioned.

aaj phir tumhari yaad ayee hai...
kisi anjaan jharokhe se
is madmast hawa ne
na jane kaise, kyun
ye aag lagayi hai...
aaj phir tumhari yaad ayee hai...

tumse milne ki tamanna
tumhare jane ka gum
in khwahishon khyalon ki
na jaane kaun, aaj
de raha duhai hai...
aaj phir tumhari yaad ayee hai...

-Purple

To die and part is a less evil; but to part and live, there, there is the torment...

well as i write this i am goin thru a very emotional time...just bid goodbye to one of the sweetest people i have ever met... i guess she saw my eyes swell or maybe not... well i really did not know how to say goodbye. we will, in all likelihood, never meet again, but i will sincerely miss u! there are moments we spent together that i will treasure forever...even if u were 8 years older, we got along like a house on fire. our relationship doesnt have a name. will miss u maam.
“Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for awhile and leave footprints on our hearts. And we are never, ever the same.”
c.k.

End of Days

Hi all. The vacations are coming to an end and everybody (esp. kallloooo) seems to be having a good time. I have given enough philosophical bullshit (ein tag in einer zeit) so let me tell you guys what I have been doing.
BOOKS BOOKS and MORE BOOKS, mai sathiya gaya hoon, novels bahut jyaada padh raha hoon and bahut mazaa a raha hai. Par itne tez raftaar ke wajah se mujhe yaad nahi hai ki maine kal kaunsi novel padhi thi aur usme kya hua tha. Information overload ke wajah se mera brain shutdown ho gaya hai :-).
Apart from novels ----- meeting up with psycho, sipo ,the topper with a hair fall problem, popor and haddigod, which was awesome and made me realise how much I miss you guys. That was the best outing of my vacs. Really looking forward to getting back with u all. I know some of you are coming here for GRE and it will be great to meet up then.
Three Cheers for the next sem
HIP HIP HURRRRRAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.

Message for Panther

this is for mr. balck panther, i got ur sms, i am sorry i tried on ur mobile but i cudnt get thru... anyways i hope u r enjoyin the film fest... i guess i can come during d weekends.. my lab is such that i can hardly get outta campus during weekdays... hope to meet u soon ...
c.k.

janhit mein jaari

for that idiot who wanted a desi translation of my previous post, here's one in bhojpuri -

jouna jouna ke matlab baa

ee pata chalal baa ki tu login mein se kuchh log ke tohra login ke ee blog par diyal gayil naam pasand na aawa ta kahe ki tohar chhavi aa tohar baare mein jo likhal ba ome tanio mel naikhe (hamro naikhe pasand). ehi se, tu sab dukhayil aatma ke, ee chahata ki tu login aapan aapan salaah aapan profile ke "hamaar baare mein" columnwa mein jodat raha. kuchho kuchho hoi.
aapan gala phada aa bawaal kara !!

pakad la din ke

Great GRE fuck of 2008

Those of you lucky bastards who have only suffered the trauma inflicted by our mind boggling CDC's give it a second thought......there is something even more boring than our respected CDC's...preparing for GRE...... those SOB 3500 words are like an epic longer that mahabharat and act more like sleeping pills rather than a helpful guide..... here's an insight into the world of GRE preparation...... Get up @9 am ....say fuck u barrons again .....wait till 11 am ....my beloved friend calls me up.... off i am to smoke 2 Regulars ......god knows which nook and corner we will smoke today favourite being the desolate place near our lovely Airport, which happens to be a former cricket ground.... come back...listen to words of wisdom from my mother regarding the importance of 7000 (+2000) ..Gre fees..... get back to barrons for another barrage of sleep inducing words...... clock ticks to 2 pm..... i take my postion on the dining table ......30 mins before schedule.... no wonder my waist size has recorded an increase of 3 inches !!!...... then its 4 pm ....my phone rings again...... here is the call for our daily tandelii ... off i go to smoke another 2 Regulars ..... some sight seeing ...some story telling...some peecha karring !!.... a note must be made about the situatioon in Ranchi ..... when i was a kid i used to think that there are very good girls here ...thnx to punjabis and bengalis ...but now its pretty much difficult to spot one... a striking tendency of girls ..... earlier boys used to empty their petrol tanks chasing gals...but now its the girls turn to do so....when they come out for there typical boy mooning sessions giggling and whining like a bitch .... a recent incident is worth to be noted -
[ 3 of us were smoking near a place called sanjay sweets...midway between Dhoni's school and my DPS....girls start walking by us in school dress..we ignore them saying that they are kids....suddenly from no where.... one girls says it aloud to one of my friends ... "oye ,yeh tumhe bula rahi hai ".....pointing towards a friend of her walking along with her ....we are shocked....woh toh acchi nahi thi ...warna sab k sab pahunch jaate.......]
continuing with the GRE fuck.......come back ... take up the barrons with dazed eyes....look towards 9 ...do some shit on net ....and then go off to sleep with midnight hot !! hail my Krazzzy4
This is GRE my friend ....and it sucks real hard !!

---- kalloooo

For whom it may concern

It has come to the notice that many of you are dissatisfied with the names given to your self on this blog and there is a discrepancy in what you are and what is projected of you here (including me). So for your saddened souls, it is hereby expected that you will now keep adding your suggestions to the "about me" column in our profile. Things will happen.

Give vent to your throats and let the noise blow !!!

Carpe Diem

it's my turn....

well.... insolence is one of the virtues which most of us who contribute to this log proudly possess. and it is that which makes me now not to write something new, but to copy. however, i maintain my integrity and dont get down to copying from sumone else; i do it from my own self...... neways, here's what i have (or rather had) to say-

Thursday, April 20

Faraway

well, a lots changed since my last post...........got my exams over(hoooof) , got finals coming (ah,not again! ) , saw a really nice movie by the name of 'Crash' (though it was after a horrific 40 min experience with 'Teesri Aankh' ) , and there's been an i-think-definite progress in my L-life(this one i'd been hoping for sooo long).......
The end of sem is approaching,and preps are being made as to who will be going where next year,how will be the holidays,and so on and so forth.There's also a momentary lapse of urgency in the people as the next exams are about ten days away and most dont prepare that early,and surely not just after a series of exams.Anyways, all seems for the good,and hope it remains as it is and we all could just get on with our lives as we have always done, letting it take a meandering path, and being dragged along by it.So, all said and done, life seems just another day,and I should now stop here,sign out and leave, without giving it another damn thought.......
But wait....i am still not feeling over, i still want something.i think i 'm not done yet.i think i have some more to say, something that is there,something thats in there waiting to be told, that needs to be told,and maybe if it comes out, once i am over with it,i'll be a little calmer...........
everything's just fine,is it ? i should just try to move on.but just for a second i stop and what do i find myself in.......a wish to study real hard to make top grades, but the lack of motivation to make the wish come true; an inner longing to do something worthwhile,but not the knowledge of the goal; a desire to learn, but the absence of a motive; a moment to look back, but the blurring of the vision; a dream to share, but the absence of a friend; a place to sleep, but nothing to rest.....
and thats when i feel lost.....empty.

- Purple

ein Tag in einer Zeit

ein Tag in einer Zeit ,Carpe Diem

Translated it means
one day at a time , sieze the day

But this statement does not reflect my current state of mind. By 'current' I don't mean "these days", I mean now. After having lived life for 20 years, I sit down at night tired and dreary and most of all alone. The loneliness strikes the deepest cords of my mind and of my heart. I am confused.
What is life ? What the fuck is life ?
We drone on through the monotony, through the rigours , through shit and for what ?
People look at me with envious eyes and I look back questioning them. Humans are a scourge. I hate them, yet I cannot do without them.
Enough digression, but the question is digression from what ?
When we think , we collapse , exhausted, drained, demoralised , weak, need I say more. We are at out energetic best when we are not thinking.
"Happiness can only be pursued and never attained."- Chris Gardner
Now to rest this tired body and rebellious mind, hell bent on destroying what I have believed in so far and shall continue to believe when I wake up to the morning Sun, rejuvenated and refueled. With renewed vigour I shall face the world, I shall command , I shall conquer, till the darkness sets in and tries to squeeze it out of me.But it shall never succeed.
Carpe Diem friends.

PS2 diaries

Today was quite different in every respect...was in deep slumber when that irritating alarm woke me up at 8:30 am in the morning, 6 hours earlier than my usual time(maybe 7 hours)...I said to myself,"Ohhh fuckkkk,i have to this place 6 days(maybe 1 day) a week for the next 6 months"...Neways, just like my first day at PS1, i screwed up...took some weird route to my PS 2 station,and on top of that missed the station as i was yet not over my sleep.

Security guards at the company were, to my surprise, expecting students of our college....Our instructor seemed very sac and i could see PS1 students opening informative sites like orkut under the instructor's nose....I said to myself," Yeh hui naa baat,agle 6 mahine to ek paid holiday hoga,just like 3 years at BITS".

Lets see how the next 6 months work out for me

SURMA BHOPALI [:)][:)]

What a beautiful week it was !! awesome climate,awesome place but there was one shortfall .....guess what ......every girl in bhopal no matter how she looked had a scarf covering her face even when it was raining. Earlier i was of the opinion that probably they were saving themselves from the heat(first day was sunny) but it was only later that i realized that they were saving themselves from the vulpine bhopalis. But this was the place ...yes this was the place were i saw here, probably the most beautiful of all girls i have ever noticed or mooned. Beauty for me was darkness until she came and lit it with her luminous face. words from our mouth (me and Dushy) WOWWWWW ..... Dushy saw her first and i missed her completely...later at parking lot people were describing her to me .... i was literally ruined ...What the hell ...how can i miss her !!... while waiting for our orders at an eating outlet my eyes were fixed in her direction ...."Plzzz ek baar dikh ja " and there she came with her idotic looking boy friend !! She was no less than a wonderful piece of art, i had never seen something sooo beautiful(or probably once when ....) she wore a black sleeveless top and a black jeans...her lush brown hairs were like a dark brown cascade ......her figure mathcing that of a supermodel ...and her face ----speechless....probably you should have seen the numerous open mouths there to realize ..... my eyes were just stuck on her .....i sad adieu to all my dignity and self respect and started mooning her ..... those were the most wonderful 20 minutes of my life !! .....but there is a clitch ....there was another someone ..her face covered with scarf .....i cud only see her eyes which were lit like a full moon...... figure is not always the bset judge of beauty ...i am saying it because she had an exotic figure .....if ...only if she had taken off her scarf ......who knows she could have replaced HER

For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it.
For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it.
For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.

---- kaallloooo

FIRST POST

Hellooo... I guess this forum is meant for us to pour out all our feelings.i will let u know abt my condition...imagine a day when u hav nobody to speak to...today's that day and i feel like heaven...believe it or not...i feel good not having said a single word all day... shayad mera dimaag kharab hone ka pehla signs dikh raha hai..anyways delhi is an interesting place to be in ...lots of stuff to do but only if u hav enuf money...staying alone does teach you a lot...but u have to start all over again make new friends, drinkin partners and so on...its only 3 weeks i have been at IIT and i already miss BITS...Here are my 2 cents regarding these two institutions:1... iit me attendance is compulsory...hamari to fattt jaati idhar rehne me.2. no supermarket or anything even close to it...god bless "akshay" .3. yahaan log har saturday kahin na kahin ghumne nikal jaate hain...itna kuch hai dekhne ko...wahaan hum sat ko bas dhaaba hi jaa sakte hain.4. girls: iit- quality; bits-quantity.5. dc here 15 tb shared that too during summer vacation!!baaki differences to sabko pata hi hai...better quality profs, better placements and most importantly almost anyone from here can make a foreign internship in both 2nd and 3rd year ...aur aap log bhi kuchh likh lo. apne haalaat ke baare me .byeAmod