Those good’ol days

well, its 29th of august = convocation – 2 days …

getting little senti remembering all those Good’ol days spent with Good’ol ppl at the Good’ol place …

this is just a 0.00000045th part of all the fun i had there … !!

that good’ol Dehla pakad

those good’ol group suicide attempts… its a shame never succeeded…

thoes good’ol n weird poker i mean dehla pakad face

the good’ol … … … … things …

and the good’ol daaro baaz …

those good’ol Daaru parties

those good’ol days of awesome three some after 4 pegs…

the same good’ol wish to god “lord! please give me a third hand, so for once i would be able rub and pour water at the same time”

the good’ol Clint Eastwood …

the good’ol gabbar singh … frightening poor kids like handa …

the good’ol body builders Gang

the good’ol “smell my hand” thingy

the good’ol “Kill thy next door neighbour by the socks smell spray”

the good’ol clint estwood ke banaras vaale electrician chacha

the good’ol dosti ka namoona “what if you don’t have hands, I’ll help you burn the crap out of your lungs”

all those good’ol ppl who made those good’ol days so good.

DOOD …. thats it … !!

Baai baai … !! Suckerzzzz…. !!!!

PS:-  ohhh… !! those good’ol days … !!

स्वयं लिखी कु्छ पुरानी कवितायेँ !! part-2

पेश-ऐ-खिदमत है, धूल सनी diary से उठाई गई एक और कविता …

हल्का बहार अँधेरा है,
सर्द हवाओं का डेरा है ।
कोहरा है सन्नाटा है,
नज़र नही कोई आता है ॥

मायूसी कैसी छाई है,
कर्हाती हर अंगडाई है ।
हर चाह दबी हुई दिल की,
किस चाह से बहार आई है ॥

महीनो हो चले जब प्यार से,
पीठ किसी ने सहलाई है ।
क्या अँधेरा इतना गहरा है
की साथ नही परछाई है ॥

उत्सव के इस माहौल मैं क्यों
तन्हाई सा आभास होता है ।
होटों पैर मुस्कान है पर क्यों,
दिल अंदर ही अंदर रोता है॥

{
halka bahar andhera hai,
sard havaon ka dera hai ।
kohra hai sannata hai,
nazar nahi koi aata hai ॥

maayoosi kaisi chhayi hai,
karhaati har angadaai hai ।
har chah dabi hui dil ki,
kis chah se bahar aayi hai ॥

mahino ho chale jab pyar se
peeth kisi ne sehlaai hai ।
kya andhera itna gehra hai
ki saath nahi parchaai hai ॥

utsav ke is maahaul main kyu
tanhaai sa aabhaas hota hai ।
hoton per muskaan hai par kyu,
dil ander hi ander ro rota hai॥

}

सच्चाई यह है की किताब मैं केवल पहली ४ पंक्तिया ही थी …. बाकी सवयं बनायी, पर संतुष्टि नहीं प्राप्त हुई …

तो मेरे प्यारे पाठकों अब यह आपका कार्य है की पहली चार पंक्तियों को अपने तरीके से पूरा करें … सर्व श्रेष्ट प्रति को पुरुस्कृत किया जायेगा*
“हल्का बहार अँधेरा है,
सर्द हवाओं का डेरा है ।
कोहरा है सन्नाटा है,
नज़र नही कोई आता है ॥  ……….”

So, The truth is, book had only 4 line of the poem and rest i mad up just now … although i m not satisfied with what turned up… so here is a work for all the creative mortal being who come across this post… complete the poem and post it as comment …. the best one will be rewarded*.

*terms and conditions applied

PS :- Finished 1 month in the corporate world.

PS :– Never thought this life would be so boring.

PS :— On this public portal, i m announcing it loudly and proudly … I hate Arjun Singh.

PS :—- coming up next … a tag post, watch out … i m gonna tag u .. u and yes u too.

PS :—– Its becoming harder to reach even 5 PS these days.

PS :—— some tell me a good book to learn Cpp from, give that i already know C.

PS :——-  … AYBABTM …

change

It’s been 4 days since i left, and I had started missing “THE PLACE” already.

Miss all those late nite maggies.

Miss uninterrupted infinitely long countless and baseless BC sessions.

Miss the Gachibowli stadium garden, who witnessed every one reveled their untold truth.

Miss the Canteen, coffee shop and OBH’s evening samosas, which has be quieted the shouting hungry stomachs.

and Miss certain miss whom i missed.

Once again want to see SICA taunting “Andhra ki kudiyan” ,

Handa flaunting about “soon to be” his hulky body,

Chauhan saying “kyuki hum chauhan hai”,

harry arguing/warring with hobbit and sica reconsidering his decision of living with them.

Keser watching anime with full dedication and burning his lungs with more.

Akash mixing random songs on his DJing Software and grinning at my frowning face.

and Bappe just being him.

Well some one said “change is the law of nature”

and then some one said “one who adapt to the change survives”

So I guess learning process has not ended …
PS: – Batch is on batch trip.

PS: — sleeping – eating – sleeping -eating – sleeping. yeh, this is my time table.

PS: — Nothing is better than home food.

PS: —- how much calories can one loose by stretching hands and legs, yawing ,clicking keys and exercising eyes

PS: —– Did is mentioned that home food rocks …

PS: —— why every channel is so sucking boring these days…

PS: ——- In case u didn’t notice … home food rocks ….

PS: ——– To ORB… plz help me … i m not able to run Half life ep – 1 on my brand nu laptop.

PS: ——— Adios amigos

Last Midsem

Today was another something I did last time at IIIT. Yeh! The midsems, so no more midsems, no more midnight slogging, no more …

 

eh! I hate this no more blah blah senti …

 

But this is all that have crowded my mind. Reading all the testimonials from the friends drove me senti…

 

Same shit again …

 

I never had this feeling when I left school, and why should I? I had to leave every school after 1 or 2 year. It took 9 schools to finally get me an Intermediate Certificate. So, no emotional attachment .

 

Well, what ever!!

 

 

 

Question in mind: – Why do bombers put a clock display attached on a time bomb?

 

I mean they have set the time, bomb is going to blow up, why they want diffusing team to find out when the bomb is going blow.

 

Wouldn’t it be better if only the bomber knows when the bomb is going off. He would save the display for other bomb too. See even economic.

 

Any one still want to defend the Bomber, say Aye!!

 

 

Song Listening to: – Chris Isaak – Wicked Game

 

 

OK then … Catch you reading the next post.

 

बहारें फिर आयेंगी !!

Well, this poem i wrote to cheer up a friend of mine … its not from the legendary “Dhool saani diary” but will soon compile few from that also.. !!

So, this poem is dedicated to all those guys, who are …. well better leave it unsaid.

फूल फिर खिलेंगे दोस्त,
घटायें फिर छायेंगी |
पतझड़ बस ख़तम होने को है,
बहारें फिर आयेंगी|

जानता हूँ मैं मेरी ये बातें
तुझे लगती बेमानी हैं |
एक तालाब सूख गया तो क्या
देख बहती नदियों मैं कितना पानी है |

ये कालिमा बस इक रात कि है
सुबह होते ही ये भाग जायेंगी |
पतझड़ बस ख़तम होने को है,
बहारें फिर आयेंगी|

समझता हूँ मैं तेरा दर्द
मुझे भी है एहसास |
पर कभी कभी कीचड़ को
कमल नहीं आता रास |

जितना तू सूचेगा
यादें उतना सतायेंगी
पतझड़ बस ख़तम होने को है,
यार !! बहारें फिर आयेंगी|

मानता हूँ मैं कि भूलना
नहीं होता आसान |
पर एक शमा बुझ जाने पर
नहीं जलाते अपनी जान |

देख जब तक तू मुस्कुराता नहीं
मेरी कवितायेँ तेरा सर खायेंगी |
पतझड़ बस ख़तम होने को है,
बोल रहा हूँ न !! बहारें फिर आयेंगी|

(if u can’t reas devnagri (hindi script))
phool phir khilenge dost
ghatayen phir chayengi
patjhar bas khatam hone ko hai
bharen phir aayengi !!

jaanta hoon main
yeh baaten
lagti bemani hain
yeh talab sookh gaya
to kya hua ….
dekh behti nadiyon main
kitna paani hai

yeh kaalima bas ik raat ki
subah hote hi yeh bhaag jaayengi
patjhar bas khatam hone ko hai
bharen phir aayengi !!

samajhta hoon main
tera darad
mujhe bhi hai ehsaas
par kabhi kabhi keechar
ko bhi
Kamal nahi aata raas

jitna jyada tu sochega
yaaden utna jyada satayengi
phatjhar bas khatam hone ko hai
bharen phir aayengi !!

maanta hoon main
ki bhooljaana
kaam nahi hai aasaan

shama bujh jaane per

jalate nahi apni jaan

dekh jab tak tu muskurata nahi
meri kavitayen tera ser khaayengi
phatjgar bas khatam hone ko hai
yaar !! bharen phir aayengi !!
PS: – No ps dis time .. !!

Relationships – 2!!

 

 

LLobe – What do you know about relationships

 

RLobe – It’s relatedness or connection by blood or marriage or adoption.

 

LLobe – I don’t think so, relationships are most complicated of then that.

 

RLobe – Well, I think it is binary. Either I know a person or I don’t.

 

LLobe – OK, you know who fills water for you in mess.

 

RLobe – Yeh! I do. He is really kool guy, serves me water before any one else.

 

LLobe – So, you know him. Well what’s his name?

 

RLobe – How should I know?

 

LLobe – So, you don’t know him?

 

RLobe – I know him by face, but what’s with all the details?

 

LLobe – That’s precisely is my point, that there is degree and extent to which you know some one.

 

The Dhobi, whom you had stop giving your clothes since 3 years, still welcomes you with a warm smile whenever you pass him while going to mess.

 

The annoying security guard instead of asking for ID-card, congratulate you for getting a job and asks for a treat.

 

The OBH evening tea-samosa guy helps you with your stuff in a stuffed local bus.

 

The person who fills your glass in mess, tires hard to steal some conversation with you.

 

The canteen owner, with whom you had a big argument about the quantity of rice in fried rice, gives you a life to railway station early morning.

 

There are so many people around us whom we don’t know properly, half of their faces we can’t recognize in crowd, but some how we are connected to them. If this is not relationship then what is it?

 

 

 

 

PS: – Damn, I am missing my puns. Why suddenly all philosophical ?

 

PS: — Felicity 08 was real fun, a big hand for all the organizers again specially, Karan, Harsha, Himank, Subroto, Kiran, prashasti, Saurab, Chand,  guess have to write full attendance list of 3^rd yr, and 2^nd and 1^st yr.

 

PS: — Went for the concert by Goethe Zentrum. Free tea and snacks at ITC Kakatiya. What else does one want?

 

PS: —- All night DJ at HCU … man parties never end …

 

PS: —– Going to Barcamp-5 at Google’s new office, register here if u hasn’t.

 

PS: —— Happy saint valentine’s Day to all the female readers of this blog .

 

PS: ——- Confuse about what to buy for your valentine need unique ideas, this may help.

PS: ——– Guess which dead blogger is Mr Y here. Its time for reincarnation Mr Y.

PS: ——— shabba khair … !!

 

Relationships

It has been 22 years since I landed on this planet, they call Earth. Although everything god created here works according to some fixed principle. Every cell in the body has a fixed way of responding to the stimuli.

 

But still I can’t understand why mind behaves so haphazardly. It makes mere things complex. Human beings, well known to rule the world can’t rule their own mind. Have you ever tired not to think bout certain thing, and discovered after all your efforts you end up thinking bout the same.

 

You are so strong; never shed a tear when broke you leg, never cried when teacher gave you punishment, never wept when dad slapped you. But fails to hold salty water droplet from escaping you eye and fall on you cheek, when some one break you expectations.

 

When I was a kid I use to think grown ups are such a fool. Why do they make such a big deal bout the relationships?

You are getting you food, time to play and good nap.

World is good.

 

Now, after all this years I have realized one secrete of success.

 

And it’s “No expectations”

 

When you don’t expect anything, then a little something looks like everything. Otherwise it’s just the regular.

 

 

 

PS: – Been to vizag, such a beautiful place, dying to visit again.

PS: — Can’t write post on the trip, its going to be Sultan of Samarkand’s debut post.

PS: — 2^nd post of this month, have become so lazy.

PS: —- Have to start working on Religion n society Assignment .

PS: —– Felicity posters are pretty catchy, good work buy the felicity team.

PS: —— Song of the week – dil deta hai ro ro duhai – Phir teri kahani yaad aayi

 

A Frustoo kahani

Yesterday I received a mail from Mr. Anonymous saying :-

Lord baba,

Ek kahaani likhi thi maine 2nd year mein. Thodi ghisi-piti hai par acchi
lage to “anonymous author” karke post karde apne blog par. Mere naam mat
daliyo. Aur haan, batana zaroor kaisi lagi

After enduring my stories, i think you guys can abide one more … !!

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8:00 AM Eastern Standard Time, the telephone rings

She : Yeah?
He : Hi!
She : Oh, hi! Where did you get my phone number from?
He : From P.
She : Oh okay. Ssup with you? Still in Delhi?
He : No, I’m in Bangalore. Just wanted to say hi!!
She : Yeah right! You made an international call to say hi?
He : Um, yeah kinda.
She : Okay, hi then!

A brief pause of 5 seconds

She : Are you going to say something?
He : Um, I don’t know. Didn’t have anything better to do, and it has been ages
since I heard your voice.
She : Yeah, its been 2 years.
He : So, how are you doing?
She : I’m good. New colleagues are cool. You know, I met this Indian guy at
the bar last night. He’s handsome, intelligent and has a great sense of
humor.
He : Oh really? Good for you!
She : I’m gonna ask my friend to set him me up for a date tomorrow.
He : Cool. Hey, listen. I gotta go. Its dinner time here and I gotta run some
errands.
She : Allright. And you stay in touch. Keep e-mailing me. May be we can set up
a video conference sometime.
He : Yeah sure, that would be great.
She : Ciao.

2:00 AM, Indian Standard Time

He : Hey, its me again.
She : Um, yeah. Listen, can you call me later. I have a meeting in 10 mins.
He : I won’t take more than 10 mins.
She : Allright. Shoot!
He : How long have I known you?
She : 6 years
He : And for 6 long years I couldn’t gather enough balls to say this. I know
that you wouldn’t want to come back after all that happened here. I
know that I might not see your face ever again, I might not look into
those dark, dreamy eyes ever. Yet, I ask you for this chance. Give us a
chance, A!
She : I don’t know what to say.
He : I committed this one mistake and I don’t want to pay for it forever. I
should have told you this earlier. You might have changed your mind.
She : Yes, I might have. But now I have a life. I was insecure, S! I was
insecure with you. I wanted you to sort out your life before we came
together. I didn’t want to burden you. I didn’t want to come between
you and your career.
He : Career? I was about to graduate. I got an offer in NYC. Everything was
perfect. What are you talking about?
She : What happened to all the MS applications then?
He : I changed my mind. I got a job. Then, I didn’t get any funding either.
She : Why didn’t you go to NYC?
He : I wanted to be with you.
She : You left a job in NYC for me? And I hadn’t a clue! God, you’re such a
loser.
He : Call me whatever you want! I don’t care.
She : Of course, you don’t care! You don’t care about anybody. You know what?
I thought you wanted to go for grad studies here. I was willing to
wait. But you never showed up! You didn’t even send me an e-mail. All
this while, I thought you would come back in a couple of years. You
were off the circuit for such a long time. Nobody knew where you were!
He : I was in Bangalore. Didn’t have any friends from college here.
She : And now you call me, when I’ve left Delhi for good, never to return.
Do you know why I took up a job here? I came here to look for you.

(breaks down)

Nobody had a clue where you were. I got the address of a startup in NYC
from K. He said you might have joined them. I couldn’t find their phone
number. K also told me of an opening at a nearby place and I flew down here.
I went looking for you everywhere – Buffalo, Rochester, Manhattan.
I even went to New Jersey. I went where ever they have field offices!!

He : Come back!
She : Its too late now. I don’t want to get hurt again. I had forgotten you.
He : (silence)
She : Moreover, I like my job. I have made good friends here. I have nothing
left
in India.

Line disconnects.

He : You still have me!

And so ends the tale of a spineless lover who lost his love forever.

Anonymous

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PS:- Hmmm!! Not bad !! Mr. Anonymous, you could be writer …

PS:– Had lunch at google today… courtesy Saurabh.

PS:— song of the week :- mausam – the train

PS:—- you can stop reading now !!

 

juss aiwai !!!

Mr. James Blunt knows the actuall condion of me. Thts why he sang this song just for me!!
cant sing for ya !! so njoy readin !!

My life is
brilliant.
My life is brilliant
My love is
pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I’m sure.

@nks : (Damm shure !! )

She
smiled at me on the subway.

@nks : well not xactly subway but lot of ppl pass frm thr !!

She was with another man.

@nks : unfortunatly tht’s true …

But I won’t lose no sleep on that,
‘Cause
I’ve got a plan.

@nks : ya !! seriuosly ..

You’re beautiful.
You’re beautiful.
You’re beautiful, it’s
true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I
don’t know what to do,
‘Cause I’ll never be
with you.

@nks : bitter truth of life !!

Yes, she caught my eye,
As we walked
on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Fucking
high,
And I don’t think that I’ll see her
again,

@nks : this part is not true actually

But we shared a moment that will last ’till the
end.
You’re beautiful. You’re beautiful.
You’re beautiful, it’s true.
I saw your face in
a crowded place,
And I don’t know what to do,
‘Cause I’ll never be with you.

La la la
la la la la la la

You’re beautiful. You’re
beautiful.
You’re beautiful, it’s true.

There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she
thought up that I should be with you.
But it’s time to
face the truth,
I will never be with you.

@nks : haaye bederd zamaana !!

desperate to fall in love !!

Read some one’s blog just now. Oh my god, how could some one be so sweet , so innocent , so loving , so caring, so….. ( vocabulary problem). I mean I never thought that she would fall for a geek like him. I hate those guys who were making fun of her ( should say their) feelings , I even hate my self for this … how could I be such a ……. moron , idiot, jerk ….

I should have read that much before satirizing it. I feel so ….. no words .

Hey sorry dude ,what ever I said I never meant it. You know me.

signing off with one last sentence (desperate to fall in love !!)