<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008622645879024080</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:15:54.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Night Tale !</title><subtitle type='html'>Read n Enlighten :P</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443712095029106738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/SgWsiA2gweI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zdj9J2tEB8s/S220/DSC00039+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008622645879024080.post-2987613893945361580</id><published>2009-12-31T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T01:05:11.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST LOOK - contd</title><content type='html'>Having spent a hysterical evening. I could but not refrain myself from forgetting the evening. [P.s] Do not make fancy imaginations, I figured it might be better if I scribbled it out here considering my volatile memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I indeed wish I had a better botched up story to rant about but am afraid it is going to be an another "I-screwed-my-outing" talk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, before we begin, I have a cheap talk to share with. I've always been kind of ridiculed by the thought about which category of music makes maximum use of the available human resource. Quite a skeptical field, isn't it ? I listen to music which is not very popular among my peers. well, It does not mean I go searching for weird music. It occurs to me that the type of songs (R&amp;amp;B) I preferably like listening to is completely considered crap among my peers, One of the songs I can think of now is "Come by me" by Harry Connick Jr. I presume most would not have any idea about him. No Big deal anyway. I would not actually call for people to agree wit me. So the genres/categories like metal, pop, techno constitute the hot slings for music buffs these days, I may pick pop from the above list because they provide better pleasing sounds than the others. Talking about metal, I do not think that I need to do a lot of analization to describe them as one particular word , ie "noise". It does involve the kind of people who spend hours of work grueling out every last working muscle of theirs to get the "Music" they are looking for. It is otherwise "hard work" in developing a temperamental attitude among the other group of listeners but yes, With all due respect, in the end they come out the undisputed winners in terms of vocals, shitty band names (eg, Stone temple pilots, matchbox 20 etc), stamina and drugs :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December the 7th, 2009, Dum Dum, kolkata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, Not Too deep in time this event happens prior to my "out-of-the-world" train experience. This sucked practically more than the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a journey through the metro was a celebrated ride for much of the people in kolkata. This place has to be given some credit considering the way it is being maintained and the modernization that has influenced it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got down at Dum Dum metro and were frantically looking at random directions for the "exit" sign. There was a huge mob leaving towards one of the exit doors. We followed them. That door led us to some narrow passage and finally to the Dum Dum local railway station. A link between the metro and the local railways?, Wel, practically, We didn't realize that coming but weren't as surprised about the link as well. Having not found or confirmed anything about the ticket counter out of the path that we were looking for, We didn't welcome the sight of the ticket inspector at the corner harrying a disgruntled passenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we passed by, he stopped us to ask,&lt;br /&gt;Your tickets ? said the (TTR)&lt;br /&gt;[P.s.] Any unusual nouns/phrases coming up from now on would practically define the TTR.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took the metro tickets and we handed him. He silently slid it back to us and said us to follow him to a kiosk where there was possibly this midget guy who was trying to conceal his height by sitting on an elevated chair. He made a totally poorly attempted busy guy kind of look at us and explained us that it was a banished move to travel without tickets.  The explanation ended up with the note that we have been charged 250. (There were six of us there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stunned look, A couple of faces Shrinking, Eying each other, We exchanged odd glances as we thought it wouldn't have been much of a problem taking that path and more over it was the ticket counter we were looking for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone of us now trying to concentrate over the situation after his pissing display were trying to make the stumpy guy understand what led us to such a situation. We were trying to enlist the odds like the absence of sign boards and the presence of an unusual link between the two stations. Suddenly, Rajitesh(Normal Guy, with an extraordinary temper) burst out at them. He started parading the authorities for the extraction and harassment they were involving themselves in. He began talking about names he knew working at higher ranks in the railways. Both the officials, now a bit more pissed were trying to make accusations which could lead us to real trouble. Well, doing that did not cause any  breakdown to the rebuke that was led at him as Rajitesh (In total form)still reprimanded them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capitalizing the situation, the guy "we didn't like" now threatened us that he would by all means use the help of the RPF (railway police force) to handle the situation if Our guy(Rajitesh) continued that way of talking. He pulled out the telephone receiver and tried to contact the RPF (There was no reply from the RPF though) But that action was enough to send nerves packing up through us. None of these actions did protest a change in rajitesh. He did have a point but the way he steered himself through the situation was blunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, What do we do ? I usually have a hard time thinking at stressful situations. This was nothing less compared to one. Back then, we had to take the enthusiastic guy out separately and do the talking with the poorly dressed officials alone. we showed them some of ours Ids and we finally settled for a meagre fee ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when we thought we going in for a smooth exit..&lt;br /&gt;- That is extraction !! screamed raj from outside.&lt;br /&gt;- Do you want to get us to the hostel or not ?  said a pissed of Adarsh V Jois to Rajitesh.&lt;br /&gt;- You should treat such people like this man, I tell you, I was here for six years and nothing of this sort has ever happened. I know and I am going to file a complaint about this. he replied.&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah, you work on that when we are not here. Now will you please leave ?, Adarsh was already leaving him as he finished those lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stumpy beaver then interrupted ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tell your friend he talks with complete disrespect. Words like extraction and harassment are so delicate. I have been so patient with you people all this while. Anyway, but since you people are students and are new to this place(Which was pathetically a  very very late discovery) we'll let you go. we don't need your money. the ticket counter is on the other side of the platform. you can leave now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is it for the time that has flown so far and since this being my last post of this year. I would like to thank people for keeping me entertained and reminded about my blog. Having contributed less time here. I believe I've filled the void in a lot of querying minds with absolute professional stupidity. Lets keep it coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay linked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P.s.]&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2010 everyone !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008622645879024080-2987613893945361580?l=mjexclusive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/feeds/2987613893945361580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008622645879024080&amp;postID=2987613893945361580' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/2987613893945361580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/2987613893945361580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-look-contd.html' title='FIRST LOOK - contd'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443712095029106738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/SgWsiA2gweI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zdj9J2tEB8s/S220/DSC00039+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008622645879024080.post-5760050159057964356</id><published>2009-12-13T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T15:50:25.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST LOOK !</title><content type='html'>"An infection is what that arrives generally after an injury so if you perhaps do not want to play spoilsport with your skin then you have to take an antispectic".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom ! , however directly effective it is, am not having that liquid flow over me. My knee is burning already and that liquid you call anti"whatever" is going get my knee worse in matters of both look and pain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above part has nothing to do with whatever am going to write now. I initially thought I might recollect that particular moment when I had a severely bruised knee trying to persuade cheap emotions from people but I neither did achieve attracting anybody's attention that day nor now did I genuinely try to recollect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Lets get this Freakin' post started ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading a lot of reviews about kolkata lately and comparing them with Bhopal. The comparison was not steered based on the stereotypic views I have had already about bhopal. Bhopal is a good place indeed. Though I have not talked about it before. This place having had part of my ways changed totally, I must have denounced about this place. Now they don't matter anymore as I have now turned to like this place. The basic description in the reviews stated that the city would be an antique place with modern amenities. Its staggering glory and the simple walks of life it supported  made me even more geared up. I thought I was up for an eventful winter with my temporary move to kolkata regarding an intern program in  the Indian Institute of Science Education and Research, Kolkata now befalling. I never had the time to count the odds and reckon the list of other possibilities that may have suited, I simply had to accede right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However emphatically I try to brief every read of mine, It often occurs to me that I can never skip a train journey description if it played a part in my illustrious expedition. Though I didn't have much trouble with any of the "question marked people" this time around(the Eunuchs) I managed to travel a 36 hour torpor without a pantry car ! The entire train had no food wagon otherwise. I don't know if there are so many other such trains. The journey was totally unpleasant. But yet, there was a mild breakthrough, the journey was made a bit passing by from an unexpected friend of mine. Thanks again, Adarsh V Jois, for all the trivial conversations that passed by which were totally out of the world, Grade A, Futility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just 5 pm and kolkata was already preparing for the darkness to set in. This unusual thing restricted me in having a personal first view about the city leaving me to concentrate on the uncomfortable journey I was in. Of course, kolkata might have better places to primarily review about but I wish to differ. The local railway station is under my radar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P.s. the follow up happened a week after my arrival in kolkata, a good day in the city spoiled by a return trip so as to say]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December the 7th, 2009&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have now reached a level from where I doubt if I can talk about railways again or would expect anything curious in my journeys to follow. Any of the description that follows shall not be influenced by the allegations I made of the same before. It just gets me worse as I try to explore every celebrated journey of mine. For the first time, I underwent the experience or preferably the wrath, every rural Indian has been facing , it is simple, the problem is "space". Make your preferable imaginations, it was 10 people in one square meter area. No possible room for the slightest movement of any kind, a strong and vile emanating stench, Staring individuals who looked like they were actually not pleased with the uncomfortable stature of mine and finally to make my description still more interesting, there was this individual (vendor) in the middle all curious trying to make a sale of his overcooked snack. He should probably be the stupidest of all in the crowd. No wonder he should probably not bother "how" or look disappointed, when he finally notices the diminishing count in the number of packets he had brought with him. Can't really blame him for trying to impress people with his antics. Most of my time inside the train went out desperately in reach for fresh air. I also had to keep a look on my pockets as well which normally wouldn't have occurred to me if it was for unless Rajitesh (a friend again), who earlier that morning had his mobile flicked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One conclusion finally, if you are still dreaming of a developed means of transportation to see here. maybe it has some metros which can satisfy the standards you may expect but certainly not the government railways. It is clearly out of reach to see one with a lot of potential and corrupted barriers in place. For all those positive reviews ! here it is , in your face !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, this sucks, I feel like writing more but my Quant guide is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay linked ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008622645879024080-5760050159057964356?l=mjexclusive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/feeds/5760050159057964356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008622645879024080&amp;postID=5760050159057964356' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/5760050159057964356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/5760050159057964356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-look.html' title='FIRST LOOK !'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443712095029106738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/SgWsiA2gweI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zdj9J2tEB8s/S220/DSC00039+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008622645879024080.post-2167863642547600265</id><published>2009-08-30T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T01:32:34.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPACES AROUND</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Earlier that morning, I checked through the contents of my blog and had been thinking or rather worrying since then if this was how everybody had been maintaining their piece of E work as well. I thought it was gonna take me some 5 minutes or something to get over this "thought-for-the-moment" thing. Minutes went to hours and them hours moved to days and voila, I come here After a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, No fussy braggings today, I hope. I didnt know earlier that I was gonna have too many posts about my school. Anyways, things happening isn't really an unwelcome visitor as far as it concerns me. Hate one today, Love the same tomorrow and punch the same the day after ! And Since I believe nothing seems to be stalling me now, Hello , by the way ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures which would relate to the now "showy" appearances of my school.  I can boast a bit. Well, Why can't I ? It has a big history probably starting from 1844 having a string of famous stewards and bishops living, making money, burping and dying throughout the way. It has been a long way for 'em. So The Stewards eh ? I have never known much about 'em.  Their full white robe right from their neck to toe has always amused me.  I've always had bad experiences with 'em and I tell you, I have no idea what makes em to wear a vexed face all the time ! Be it a whatsoever time. The adjective "Smiling" has probably never qualified 'em. Anyways, If people claim that the above remark was blasphemous, I have a verb and a noun for 'em ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually meant "Get over it" :P but I do appreciate the way your thought might have triggered :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/ShkQmo8Ge3I/AAAAAAAAAHA/hmYVV7giZJQ/s1600-h/DSC03705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/ShkQmo8Ge3I/AAAAAAAAAHA/hmYVV7giZJQ/s320/DSC03705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339317089235008370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, the picture to the left just shows how old a building can be. Talking about my school, It turned into an english institution somewhere like around 1904. Too bad that the language French wasn't really much of a linguistic hit here. Maybe the majority of the tongues weren't ready yet to support the new style of talking. But yeah, I can say "The French" made a better government than "The British". The French prefered prettier streets than The British :D and now about the pic again. That would probably be the oldest part of my school. I still have no idea if they are gonna leave that building as a piece of history or are they gonna revamp it ! It used to be my lab for physical sciences and about the tree that stares the building, It is a Freakin' old tree for nature's sake.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well anyway though, here is the place for which I've always had mixed feelings about. That building through those series of bushes is probably the one place which I 'd never wish to stare at. It boasts itself with the name "La Salle Escande" . There is nothing too big really. It is just a hall where students write their exams. It is a big hall indeed and can host people of big numbers probably like a thousand. Now the other feeling I have for it is that why should such a place be built near such a garden. I can remember my time making a choice to whether stare at that garden or not whilst there was a dire need for me to concentrate on my papers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[P.s.] The garden isn't as luring as I tend to describe. whenever there appears to be a screwed up moment during the examination, the sight of this garden would be a bit convincing :P And yet, turning heads to the slighest degree away from the paper was considered copying in my school and what can I say ? If I tell them I was rather tryin to get a peak at the garden. Are they going to greet me with glittering smiles ? Man, I wish I had someother time to rant over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/ShkPMvKDR4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/yacQjb-F2kg/s1600-h/DSC03698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/ShkPMvKDR4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/yacQjb-F2kg/s320/DSC03698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339315544715904898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In its historical 160 years till now, there were just two Morons who took benefit of it. They tried playing over that roof and they fell breaking it right onto the benches underneath.  I wasnt a part of the school when this particular Freaked up thing happened. It was supposedly called the worst moment my school's history. They did survive but with broken femurs and metatarsals. I wish they had a try for it again for more benign results :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it for the time that has flown so far .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Au Revoir .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay linked ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008622645879024080-2167863642547600265?l=mjexclusive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/feeds/2167863642547600265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008622645879024080&amp;postID=2167863642547600265' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/2167863642547600265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/2167863642547600265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/2009/08/spaces-around.html' title='SPACES AROUND'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443712095029106738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/SgWsiA2gweI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zdj9J2tEB8s/S220/DSC00039+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/ShkQmo8Ge3I/AAAAAAAAAHA/hmYVV7giZJQ/s72-c/DSC03705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008622645879024080.post-3191917036382566959</id><published>2009-06-28T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T04:45:05.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT IS MAKIN" MY NEWS !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Note: I started scribbling this on the night of the 27th of may , 2009. God bless my laziness ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barcelona_fc"&gt;                        Barcelona&lt;/a&gt; won and what a match it was, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/UEFA_Champions_League_2008%E2%80%9309"&gt;Roma 2009&lt;/a&gt; is theirs now. A guy, 5 foot 7 inches tall which makes pretty much my height, ironically headed in a cross from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xavi"&gt;Xavi&lt;/a&gt; to the goal ! (K , I wouldn't have headed that in had I been in that position, it was just an ambiguous attempt claiming &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lionel_Messi"&gt;Lionel Messi&lt;/a&gt; is my height :D) Screw the times where only tall men dominated the heading style of scoring. What were United's High profile Six footed defenders doin' ? Not their Bad. Lemme end biddin' em a piece of luck in their next campaign.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                         And Barcelona isn't the kind of Football Club that I go vauntin' about but They are a good team. They 've money, they 've quality  and they 've a couple of players from Arsenal ! Am not kidding, they are indeed a great club when they can make a 13 million pound (104.3 crore Rs approx ) signing  "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aliaksandr_Hleb"&gt;Alexander Hleb"&lt;/a&gt; ( An Ex-Arsenal player again)  sit in their benches ! It would have been really bad had they lost after having a lucky semi final win against the deserving Chelsea. Well anyways, They made a brilliant game against the Pompous English Team during the final. Well,  Talking about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arsenal_fc"&gt;Arsenal F.C.&lt;/a&gt; a.k.a. The Gunners. I've been under the strings of Arsenal for about 2 years now and they have not won anything yet. Actually they ve not been winning anything for 4 years now.  Well, as always and as the team reels in, let us just Keep the Damm Faith till the end ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The football fuzz, I guess that is what I have been talking about now. I wasn't intersested in this thing since I got to watch the infamous Arsenal vs Manchester Utd match up in the winters of 2007. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really have forgotten my reasons for falling for this game. Maybe I have one or two personalities who've been responsible for pulling me into this atmosphere. It was &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cesc_F%C3%A0bregas"&gt;Francesc Fabregas&lt;/a&gt;, an Arsenal and spain regular and &lt;a href="http://www.sgshrinivas.blogspot.com/"&gt;S.G. Shrinivas&lt;/a&gt; (nah ! this guy isnt a footballer ! just another Manchester Utd fan and friend, duh !) who played the better part. Infact I remember my reasons for hating it though when I wasn't a big brag about the game. I hated the style it had and the wild goose chase it portrayed. Anyways now, It is time for a change ! and I now seek no revenge :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a Reader's request, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don't watch football, then here is something which you might consider. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note: Some of the phrases here were indeed imagined and adapted to make the read better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Title 1 - "Know your better-half better"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl- What do you know about love ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy- I dunno, heard that it causes butterflies to fly around one's head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl- Seriously ? Thats so cute :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy- Yeah, I guess so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl- well, You want butterflies around your head right now ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy- Did you say butterflies, Man, I've always wondered how do they fly ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl- ( leaves ! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Title 2 - "A best friend's work"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend 1 - Dude, you look sad, what is up ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend 2 - Everything sucks ! I just don't want to get reminded about anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend 1 - oh, Thats bad bro, Know what ? Just remember this, whenever you look up at the sky at night. You come to a conclusion that the worthiest star is actually the one which shines the most. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend 2 - What do you think you are getting at now ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend 1 - Am trying to console you. You getting any better ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend 2 - Know what ? you are the sickest person I've ever seen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 - "Getting along" aka "Flirtin"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy- Hey, I just saw a girl and she looked exactly like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl- wow, Really ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy- yeah, but then there was this difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl- what ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy- She wasn't beautiful :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deal sealed ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stay linked,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Au revoir :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008622645879024080-3191917036382566959?l=mjexclusive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/feeds/3191917036382566959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008622645879024080&amp;postID=3191917036382566959' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/3191917036382566959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/3191917036382566959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-is-makin-my-news.html' title='WHAT IS MAKIN&quot; MY NEWS !'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443712095029106738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/SgWsiA2gweI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zdj9J2tEB8s/S220/DSC00039+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008622645879024080.post-8498986738620131620</id><published>2009-05-09T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T06:36:28.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMIN' UP</title><content type='html'>Hello, people .. Well, ummm, Was it the right word ? I exactly don't know, I actually meant, people as it would describe those mixed humans in common, not kind of anything, in particular. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I agree that was a gross begining, I apologize for not having anything written out here for quite a while. I wouldn't say, I was occupied or I was concentrating on something else. Well, the recent times has been a big pain frantically. Maybe it was because of my short semester with a tough schedule in place. In the meanwhile, I had some acquaintances coming in and some going out :) Arsenal's struggling run and its desperation to make a stance of its lost glory was on the run as well and finally, there it was, my project, which got late recogonition of my nerve adding up to all those hefty assignments. That was quite too much for a lazy brat so as to consider and to be precise.  But you know what ? Now that everything is over.  Snap 'em because I am here now and lets get this on the floor ! Lord, gift my presence and may nothing happen to me whilst I write this down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a min .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw a shooting star. Geez, I can't believe I made a wish before it vanished. I've been having this "be the wise guy" thing in my mind for quite a while these days but situations like these have ironically put an end to it. Anyway, It was a bit later I  discovered how hatefully detesful I have been to myself because at that moment all that came to my mind was If I could have Hunan chicken. That is quite a waste of a wish. Manipulating the odds as I turned to my roomie, he gave me a look which made me think right away that the sight of the vanishing star was more convincing than his dirty look. Figuring that he wanted to talk something dirty. I pretended to be gazing at the empty dark sky soliloquizing. And he said..&lt;br /&gt;- That is a freakin' plane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Aww snap ! Your envious, arent you, my wish is gonna be true.&lt;br /&gt;- Sheww, get a life ..&lt;br /&gt;- Why would I ? tell me this. If it had not been a shooting star, What was all about the flashin' and vanshin' then ?&lt;br /&gt;- You are that dumb ? maybe It could have been through some dense cloud.&lt;br /&gt;- Aww snap again. Am not changing my mind here.&lt;br /&gt;- What a grease-head !&lt;br /&gt;- Excuse me, If you didn't know. That just kissed my ears.&lt;br /&gt;- Good grief, I thought I was pretty low with my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hunan chicken thing might have been a nice boost actually and it would have for sure had me writing with all my enthusiasm binding together. It just went crashing down as I peeped through the window again to confirm myself when I found the vanished light reappearing. I pretended not to be aware of it as I turned. I had those same dirty eyes staring at me. I didn't know he was actually into it that close and was watching me for quite a while to get a point to hold at.&lt;br /&gt;well, what do I say ?&lt;br /&gt;- I just saw that and  you ...  have already explained me about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have rather stayed with the "be the blah- blah" thing. what a mess :-|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine let me get back to my post. But wait. Unusually there has been too much shaking of my hand lately and I guess my fingers are getting numb because of that. I presume I'm facing these problems because of the sticky keys of my keyboard and if you are still looking for some complications of that rubbishly related sentences, I give up. If those sentences did make a sense of any kind to you, I better stop having poorly sequenced reasons made and attend the door which is being knocked. knocking eh ? Thats a suprise in a guy's hostel.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Stop lickin' my door and come in ! will you ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Hey, am gonna watch Raaz. you in ? Said Hemang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- What is it about ? I mean, kind ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- horror ! arrrrgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- what was that accompanying horror ? SFX uh ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- yeah kind of but Get to the point, Are you in ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Thanks for asking anyways but you might have to find a different pervert today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- whats up ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Horror ain't my kind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- oh, ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A scary movie huh ?  nah ! I would just wish. let us better not talk more about it.  I agree I have made a huge mess already trying get something laid from my mind. Boy, am in a spoilt mood :P It was first the hunan chicken and now the movie I presume. With both in mind I could think of nothing but butterflies.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, Why butterflies ?... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I had some other time to explain that.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Au revoir , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay linked :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008622645879024080-8498986738620131620?l=mjexclusive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/feeds/8498986738620131620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008622645879024080&amp;postID=8498986738620131620' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/8498986738620131620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/8498986738620131620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/2009/04/summin-up_02.html' title='SUMMIN&apos; UP'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443712095029106738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/SgWsiA2gweI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zdj9J2tEB8s/S220/DSC00039+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008622645879024080.post-8591695369958541960</id><published>2009-02-02T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T07:04:03.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO GUYZ AND ONE ROAD !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Maybe somewhere during the late half of 2k8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Well .. It has been a long time since you've made a walk, your ride aint working as well,               why don't you have a walk ? It sure ain't bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Duh ! Let me reconsider this again, legs going to and fro , panting ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Nah ! I don't wanna walk !..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- you've grown so lazy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- oh well don't you put that straight on my face like that. You are a fat ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't new , I ve had a lot of conversations with my own self, no wonder, I have had most of my soliloquizing moments when am waiting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5:30 pm, The moment, cool blue evening :) Lord bless the streets of PDY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean !  The sky is amazing. I don't see anything new there except for the black dots in it moving swiftly around exhibiting wonderful aviation skills. Many a time I would lose my mind thinking why men can't fly as free as a crow would . I would normally end up abusing the corvidae guy :) Crow eh ? they would never know ! damm , I see it anywhere near my house , am gonna dump him for it never said me how to fly !&lt;br /&gt;30 minutes and counting !! if am gonna see Ashish again , am gonna dump him too , he does know that there was a specified time for us to kickstart our walking today and still it was sick watching him turn out very late with his canine lighting up his smile ,  well I guess it now explains my attitude towards the crow as to the question "why" :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Shall we move ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Were you even having a doubt with that ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Am sorry, Am late , I know , Now whats up man , Mom made a hard game today . I had a tough time breaching it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Wow , you talking about mind games ? Your Mom is a kinda genious then .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Shut it, I mean , she was in no mood to leave me out , you know , kinda adamant .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- you stop with that man , would you ever try being like the same towards your girlfriend ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Dont remind me about her . Am distressed already .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The usual . screw it then .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Am distressed really ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- So are you gonna talk about it then ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- We had a fight , it got very worse ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Aww gee , Look there !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- where ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The dog , doesnt it look like jimmy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- very much indeed . hey you not listening ? well ok , lets continue our stroll talking nothing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Relax retard, how worse is it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- very worse .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- thats gross for you this time then .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- well am angry, she made one hell of a mess. I finally said her to stop talking with me again and that if she talked I'm going to be mad at her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Bad again but I still don't have a clue what your problem is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- well am more angrier now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Has it had a difference ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Well, I havent heard from her since then .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- huh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- yeah , she has neither messaged me nor called me since then .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Do I look like a kinda moron to you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- What ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- How would you be expecting her to talk again when you said her not be doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Well , am missing her ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- (A heavy sigh), You guys will sure get back talking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- you sure ?  well how ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- She is no BRAINIAC either taking a guess that she has found you of all people !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Hey, would it be nice if I called her on the phone now ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Well, would it be nice if I punched you on your face now ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- lets walk ! I had better talked about it to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- thats so late ! I find the road more convincing than your story !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay linked ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Au revoir ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. been a little busy. I'll sure have a frequency maintained .. Keep visiting :)   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008622645879024080-8591695369958541960?l=mjexclusive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/feeds/8591695369958541960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008622645879024080&amp;postID=8591695369958541960' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/8591695369958541960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/8591695369958541960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/2009/02/two-guyz-and-one-road.html' title='TWO GUYZ AND ONE ROAD !'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443712095029106738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/SgWsiA2gweI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zdj9J2tEB8s/S220/DSC00039+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008622645879024080.post-6152420368159146007</id><published>2008-12-08T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T07:50:48.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXPEDITION !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Look through ! .. forget everything and keep moving forward ! If you guys couldnt still figure it out , the line was ripped from the movie "Meet the Robinsons"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad that I've to start this post in an abrupt manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Isnt the delhi techfest around the corner ? .. said naveen ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yeah, it is  ! said ram in his usual low pitched voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldn't really say that our team was devoid of enthusiasm and involvement . It was a team of 4 including the 2 guys above alongside me and kumar G.V. The team was formed to battle the HEAVY LIFTER challenge at IIT delhi. A huge event so as to consider only to later discover that most of the people who participated in it were in and around MP :-|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; The plan for the bot that was to be made was quite ready with naveen taking the lead in designing it , the bot had to carry the weight sample which weighed around 1 kg and it had to put it in a hole , It was not just us gearing up for the event TRYST '08 , almost everyone from the college were taking up a particular event from the technical festival and were busy workin over it. Infact we had our own friends rivalling the challenge we had taken ! It was prabhakaran with  balaji and harsha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somewhere during the break we had ..   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-We are timed out ! .. we need to submit the abstract today ! .. well the organiser has to check them and he has to make a goddammed reply as well !.. whatever goes by, you do know that everything has to happen by tomorrow , right ?  Are you even listening ? ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;- yes, I am, said Ram ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;- well then why are we staring at each other ?&lt;br /&gt;-I dont have to stare at you ... -or do I have to ?..&lt;br /&gt;-well I have a lab period tomorrow, ask Kumar ! ..&lt;br /&gt;-well I have to brush my teeth tomorrow ! so you can ask someone else to do this work for you ! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;-Relax ! .. We'll sure have a positive end .. Let us complete the absract today with the others .. and yeah lets leave the drawing part to naveen ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Delhi (28-02-2008, 7 :00 am)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;    Delhi just looked fuzzy !  We didnt waste much time as we got off from the station. we hired a cab and we started off to IIT delhi, we had to get there early to avoid the usual problems in getting the accomodations done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;    The first day, we just lazed around the capital as we had our accomodations done and the events were supposed to start on the following day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tryst '08 would be a phenomenal success. we were just counting at it looking forward to the hype surrounding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the day of the event, as it would occur in almost all places. we were made to wait unconditionally for quite a long time. meanwhile we had enough time to look at the other bots and make cheap comments on 'em soothing ourselves over the thought that our bot would just be terrorizing throughout ! But you know what ? It was later we discovered that we might have as well designed a wrong model. when we looked at the title of the event again. It was "lifting" the object and the word dragging was not mentioned. Our model was near both dragging and lifting but it was dragging 70% and lifting 30% :P I can't explain the odds. It was an engineering feat to us brought about by the application of a conveyor belt. After making a last minute change to it, with now our model would just "lift", It still appeared terrorizing to us  (well , it just looked ! ) And huge as it was, it was too hard for him to pass through the little maze in the arena for everytime it had to hit the walls and we had a point going out. It had a poor show overall and to make matters worse our rivalling team finished second.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You guys look sad ! said girish and aditya who came by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Nope ! , forget it . it is just that we are planning to go for a movie now :D. wouldn that sound good ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-well that would be a great idea .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PVR Priya, Basant Lok, delhi (02-03-2008, 8:00 pm)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great night to start of with (I mean that part of the night after the event) , the place looked posh , it had a lot of people which much guys would prefer to stare at . Well I had myself looking at people as well :D.. But still , there was something odd , we had to do everything in a hurry . We got tickets for the movie "Vantage Point" . We knew nothing about it , the sight of whitaker in one of the posters had us agree that it would be a good movie worth passing time with . The show was at 8:35 . We still had time to kill , one of us came with the idea of "Window shopping" .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- duh ! window shopping ? I exclaimed ??  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-yeah dude ! why not ? .. you know, you get to watch people ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- people ? .. dont you see em here ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-ok lets go ! you are not getting me I guess ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-oh well I would like to get at it ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Shut up .. and just follow ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@ punk store ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-That guy in the picture , he is che guvera right ? .. man I see him everywhere, was he a punk kinda guy ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-does it really matter to you ? said girish who was looking tired already ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  you come to a punk store to check posters ? .. get a life .. dude ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-was just curious , but hey you wont have your kind of people visiting punk stores ! you think girls are into punk ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- really ? lets check upstairs ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- doesnt make a difference .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- there ! ..  look at her  !  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- dude ! .. you were indeed correct. she does look ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- stop! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- stop what ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I dont wanna listen that word from you .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- let me finish the word . it is senstive ! .. that was the word ! .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- duh !&lt;br /&gt;- duh what ?&lt;br /&gt;- nothing, I should ve expected that. It was really stupid of me to expect a word of that kind from you !    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- so , You checked her out ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Check what of her out ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- you heard me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I was on it already but I dont find her sensitive ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-ok I was kiddin , lets hit the theatre .. we re outta time ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@the theatre ! .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girish was checking his watch already after I interrupted him ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-you hunting down anything ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-hmm .. we gotta stop by my uncle's place on our way back ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-what ? ..  you kiddin me ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-nope ! but we gotta go .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-hey, the uncle visit wasnt a part of our schedule .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-yeah, It wasnt but it is now :D.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Do you know how a douche bag looks like ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-nah ! I dunno ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-check your freakin' mirror ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stay linked ! .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Au revoir ! .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008622645879024080-6152420368159146007?l=mjexclusive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/feeds/6152420368159146007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008622645879024080&amp;postID=6152420368159146007' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/6152420368159146007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/6152420368159146007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/2008/09/expedition.html' title='EXPEDITION !'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443712095029106738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/SgWsiA2gweI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zdj9J2tEB8s/S220/DSC00039+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008622645879024080.post-3701773547225865026</id><published>2008-10-30T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:50:40.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU ARE WELCOME !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wake up !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It aint ur home lil chuck!  , I wont be wakin you up everyday,It is time for coll . Are you getting up now or what ?".... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vineel does have a hard time with me saying those words as he deliberately tries to wake me up everyday. well I wouldnt say thats me being bad , I do forget sometimes that am in a hostel ,it is not because am in a luring and captivating atmosphere. I take pleasure whenever I sleep ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now describing vineel! . He was my roomate for an year ,along with him were two others mayank(guwhati) and stayanarayan(indore) ! ..looks tall , spring haired , lean ,small eyed . well, there is not a work which he doesnt involve with ..:P .. Oh I've had a lot of arguments with him.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;22 -07 - 2007 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sem I ,day 1 ...NIT , Bhopal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a filling sleep , I woke up with a view of taking things easy after a disappointing night ! ... It took me time to realise that I was in the capital of a state , it was not because I had just then remembered about its lushing green meadows and gravity defying  streets but so said my admit card ..Duh !! This is supposed to be the city of red locales !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made a quick glance around the room .. everyone were sleeping, I checked my watch,it said 5 am ...I was delighted coz I woke up at such an early hour without an alarm of any kind :)... I thought things would be falling in shape finally as I felt I was being a little responsible...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was 7:30 when I finished brushing my teeth, if you were wondering what I had been doing since 5 , I just have a big grin to share because I didnt do anything but sleep again ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First day classes, well needless to say , it was really exciting to watch everyone in their formal wear, with shirts tucked in, black shoes on , well I had to be in that wear too , well apart from that , everyone had to look down like somewhere watchin the third button of their shirt when they were addressing a senior .Every rule was perfectly being maintained as I joined the lot which was marching towards the college from the hostel (And Yeah .. No bikes for the juniors :(..)   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;-Hey Manoj .. Are you hitting up the classes ?... wonderin who that familiar voice was . I turned around and found him to be Mr ***(sorry i cant really let his name out here) ..&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-yeah I am ..(a perfect nerd look ! no specs but !) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-whats your branch ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I.T.. and you ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-am in electrical .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-good ! .. so you know where you are heading to ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-no idea ..  dont know where my class is ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-me neither but it is getting late ... I dont want to miss my first day classes though.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-who would be liking that .. hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-you laughed ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I chuckled .. well yeah I laughed... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-you found that funny ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-yep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-were you finding it awfully funny ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-aargh .. why ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-nothing but I was wondering that coz your tongue and teeth had some wild movements&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I guess the guy moving there knows where my class is.. I gotta catch up with him..and by the way .. am still finding it funny ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-You are welcome, am happy I made someone laugh. :) ..   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    I must say that I wasnt really a happy guy that day ,I wasnt really happy with the way I was getting along with guys that day, I felt like I was in some alien planet were you find even trees staring at you . First day , just before I could realise that I had to undergoe a tough time with my seniors for the next 8 months, I got stuck with one of em , I had no other way, he was looking at me as if he was gonna gulp me down .. I felt like sayin him "can you take your freakin eyes off me !  ". I thought I would be able to tell him that straight in his eye as I felt my little nerves risin  but everything just went crashin as I heard ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- head down .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Excuse me Sir , Good Morning Sir ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- How are you supposed to wear your shirt ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Sir, umm ..well am not pretty sure as this is my first day ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- werent you sure. Oh thats sweet! ... Are you sure that you are now talking with a senior ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Yes Sir .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Why have you folded one of your sleeve while you have left the other unfolded? .. why not the other ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Sir I was in a hurry and I didnt really check it out .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-really ? ..well when you come tomorrow .. I need that hand which you are now showin to me to be shaved off ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-well, were you really meaning it ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-well, were you even having a doubt here ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-nope ..        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- well then do it ... you must be knowing PRETTY sure what might happen if you dont turn up without doing it tomorrow .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-yes Sir ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-you can leave ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Well excuse me ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-what ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-May I know were my classes are , am supposed to be doing my first yr in IT .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-you've got nuts son ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stay linked !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Au revoir..   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008622645879024080-3701773547225865026?l=mjexclusive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/feeds/3701773547225865026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008622645879024080&amp;postID=3701773547225865026' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/3701773547225865026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/3701773547225865026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-are-welcome.html' title='YOU ARE WELCOME !'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443712095029106738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/SgWsiA2gweI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zdj9J2tEB8s/S220/DSC00039+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008622645879024080.post-2753418605729221610</id><published>2008-09-11T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:39:06.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST ANOTHER DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>Apologies! am back again!&lt;br /&gt;Movies! ..They are one of my best pass times! . I prefer watching most of the movies after I am quite done with its "title".Real life and comedy flicks are a hit with me! ..super hero and romantic movies go chewing hay with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Running.."M.I.A.. Paperplanes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondicherry(16-3-2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six days since my birthday ..though nothing new around ,celebrating 16 yrs of existence was of course great .. moving out with friends had been a habit since then. Dad was not really satisfied with my new development on the other hand there was mom encouraging me .... there is really a big world out there! so said the frog! and so said ... none!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:00 pm .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School work got me dammn tired ..After all those boring lectures having a lemonade sitting on the couch and sipping it like a slug got a bit of me relieved! .."Tom and Jerry" was I guess the program I was watching, watching Tom lose everytime made me hate the show ,"size" does deal with smartness but not all the time. As I was arguing with myself I was awaken by a sharp ping (beep! one message recieved!.....)it was from sharone! (a friend from coaching class)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey happy birthday ! ..dont get mad i know am a bit late :D..anywys! how about a coffee today at casablanca ..7pm ...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good idea .. having a cup of coffee means nothing to me but it means a huge "fairy tale" to my friends...what does really happen about a cup of coffee ...I say "there is nothing but just the caffeine tempting you to have more!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sure thing!" was the message I sent back to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back siping my lemonade and once again....(beep ! !) this time it was from ashish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hi...I gotta take jimmy to the docky at 9pm so lets make it at a time such that I get back before 9......&lt;br /&gt;well ..how abt 8? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 ,9 ... what is he really talking about !...aarg yeah! ashish had asked me to have dinner outside.... thought of replyin "not now" but as it was his turn to treat me I said "yes"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00 pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was begining to get dressed .I hate it when it comes to dressing ! whatever I put on, mom ll be there to comment, she usually says"I look like a dunce "! ..well what really mattered was that my sis would be there commenting along with her.. &lt;/p&gt;Already two messages up,sharone was supposed to be there in 10 mins ,so said the messages!..I hurried outside and I met dad straight in his eye! and as usual I gave him a wicked smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-where now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-dad she ..sorry he is already waitin for me and I got to attend him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-listen ..you are staying here today , no going out ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-dad please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-didnt u hear me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-dad...the..the electricity bill ..well yeah i'll check that today ,didnt u tell me to check that two days before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-now..havent u done that yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-dad !..forget it,it is past ! ..i'll get it done today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-smart way to get out huh..better not come back without gettin it done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-[:D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casablanca was just another restaurant near the beach road . I reached there at around 7:15 ..she was there waiting already ,she seemed like she just got there too but anyway she had her say"you are late" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;well yea am late! ..the traffic got me under my nerve ! and whats wrong with her hair !. .it looks like...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;-stop!..am fine with the way it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-well then, your eyes,they look really odd tod....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-just sit down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-wssup then! ...u look excited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-lets eat ..am very hungry! .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-sure ! ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really took some time for us to figure out that we were in a restaurant..well yeah.. !After almost 30 mins of waiting the food we ordered arrived!!well not to mention it arrived with the golden teeth of the waiter shown ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sorry friend ..there was a little problem with the oven !&lt;br /&gt;well his glitterin yellow teeth made us say .."its ok with us!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was getting late,actually very late , I already had four messages from ashish! ..he was waitin for me and he needed to get back home soon.. staring down at the plate I gazed at the patterns on it..&lt;br /&gt;well she broke the silence anyway asking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-hey are you gonna have anything next?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-yup some l'eau froide! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-whats that!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-I meant cold water in french !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-well really ? well am gonna some "agua"...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-well you have your food ,I gotta go attend someone..&lt;/p&gt;-thats not food silly ! thats again water in spanish![:P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-[:D] I thought that to be agaricus! .. you know...it had the "a",the "g" n every other letter in the word you just said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-going through the old smarty pant way huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-not really ..hey..I gotta go now.. plzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-hmmm ok... see you later ! ...It was not pleasure enough meeting you today ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-thanks for the coffee ! ..byeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finishin those lines I went out fast ! ..&lt;br /&gt;After trying to start my drive for about 10 mins I figured out finally that it went out of gas ... ring ring! .."dad calling"..... (perfect timing)&lt;/p&gt;-Are you done with the work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-nope dad! ...the bike , I mean ,it went out of gas ... am moving it to the gas station..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-where are you stuck now ?..you want me to come up there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-am fine dad!! ...thanks for calling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile she came down chuckling looking at me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-so you havent left yet?&lt;p&gt;-[:D] .. can u help me out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- help?.................... well ...how?&lt;/p&gt;- I need your drive ! .. I'll be back here after 15 mins ! you ok with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-well yeah ...but am already late! can you cut that to 10 mins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-no worries ,I'll be right back in a jiffy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally made it to the place! I caught sight of the loser ..he was at the corner enjoying sipping something..I took a place next to him, he chuckled at me but I didnt really care to ask him why he did that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-so ..lets eat ! ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-we are indeed going to eat amigo.... you look wet?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Am sweating idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-(chuckles!)You came here running?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-lets order..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-It is done ,the food should be arriving now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-that was really in a good way your brain cells worked today ! ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-"jimmy"..am worried about him..he is having a hard time these days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-so ..when is it coming ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-when "what" is comin..you mean jimmy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-nope ..the food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-It ll be in a while man ...Geez...Are you hunting down anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-well ok what happened to jimmy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-jimmy got bit by a stray dog !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-well thats freakin funny ..your buffalo couldnt dodge the stray one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-he did !...but the stray one was too smart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-your dog is as stupid as you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-stop!.. he took advantage of jimmy's sore knee!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-did jimmy tell that to you or you making that up..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(beep!..) It was from sharone..the message said.."I need to be going now..come quick!" it was really unwelcome at the moment..I turned to ashish.. &lt;/p&gt;-the food ..when is it comin..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-should be now! I guess he is carrying our order..you know what.... I ordered u a big mexican chicken croissant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-it is the best here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-[:((]..thanks a ton really but hey I gotta be going quick ..so you eat the mexican something and i'll have a burger ..is that fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-but !..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-hey ..what about the dog !..dont you have to take your jerk..sorry jimmy to the vet! ..you'll really upset him if you dont do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-so should we cancel the previous order and order for two burgers instead!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-thats something brilliant you have ever said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we really had a hard time convincing the waiter to cancel the previous order , munching down the burger ..there was an  another message ! ..not to mention it was from the girl!.. half done. I went out telling ashish it was an emergency ! &lt;/p&gt;I reached casabalanca again at 9:05 pm... I flashed a smile as I saw her. It was not really welcomed. I gave her her ride and I started pulling my bike to the gas station. well...... two hours ! one fierry chicken salad and half burger ,that was all I could eat ..I thought I should atleast check the bill which  dad had asked me to do but he called and asked me to return as it was getting late ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-thats enough! get back ..the bill is checked! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Au revoir&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008622645879024080-2753418605729221610?l=mjexclusive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/feeds/2753418605729221610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008622645879024080&amp;postID=2753418605729221610' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/2753418605729221610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/2753418605729221610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-another-day.html' title='JUST ANOTHER DAY!!!'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443712095029106738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/SgWsiA2gweI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zdj9J2tEB8s/S220/DSC00039+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008622645879024080.post-1265839780354165745</id><published>2008-07-20T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T08:11:41.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GEARIN UP'</title><content type='html'>Geography,the very word has a lot of meanings, discussing what it means and how it screws you is not the thing am gonna talk about now,not many of us have a passion for geography (really who cares what stuff the earth contains when you just think "I own a piece of land and it is on lease")...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(15-4-2004)..PONDICHERRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ANNUAL EXAMINATION(2003-04)&lt;br /&gt;SUB:GEOGRAPHY&lt;br /&gt;DATE:15-4-2004&lt;br /&gt;CLASS:9th&lt;br /&gt;TIMINGS:9:00 - 11:00 AM"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question paper was long enough to make me occupied for the next 2 hours. Writing answers in a detailed fashion was sick,I finished my paper 10 mins before the scheduled time,I was desperately waiting for the stroke of the bell! the clock struck 11 and that was it!.. I Just completed my eighth standard!.. what made me more anxious was that I had planned to go on a picnic with my friend to kerala that night, the picnic was special because it just included me and and my friend "..&lt;br /&gt;I reached home at 1 PM( I was discussing the paper and that defines my being late)In a different way I can tell u that I reached home half sad and half happy!.The reason was because I had made a different entry when I was asked about the height of the mountain"k-2"..(only trekkers gotta care about that ..... screw the system!).MOM was standing at the gate again with her usual smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-how was your paper dear!&lt;br /&gt;-yea..it was quite ok!&lt;br /&gt;-quite ok??&lt;br /&gt;-ok mom!..it was good??&lt;br /&gt;-so you mean you can get a hundred in this paper!&lt;br /&gt;-Mom! am hungry!&lt;br /&gt;-ok! go get yourself neat , I want clean hands and legs before you sit there..annnndd.....&lt;br /&gt;-and....?&lt;br /&gt;-you had a call five mins back..It was from shhh..? am sorry...well that was all he said..&lt;br /&gt;-yeah I know him..he is shyam! ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch I called shyam!&lt;br /&gt;-helo retard!&lt;br /&gt;-helo fatso!&lt;br /&gt;-not anymore pencil head!..&lt;br /&gt;-k no fighting here ..so about the trip..are you in?&lt;br /&gt;-loseR..I gave you this idea...&lt;br /&gt;-hehe..so do you think we need a guide..&lt;br /&gt;-not required ..I have been there before..&lt;br /&gt;-am not gonna believe you, I dont think you will still be sure about the places!&lt;br /&gt;-ok dude! lets arrange for one!.. anyonelse in?&lt;br /&gt;-yea my cousins..&lt;br /&gt;-was it plural?&lt;br /&gt;-yea..two people..&lt;br /&gt;-jeez! now dont tell me that! I disagree...&lt;br /&gt;-You will find them good!..you gotta agree!&lt;br /&gt;-new people..new behaviour .. idiot!&lt;br /&gt;-Is it really?.. no need..they know you?&lt;br /&gt;-know me?..&lt;br /&gt;-yea..I said about you to them...&lt;br /&gt;-you idiot!&lt;br /&gt;-ok man! ..stop by my place this evening..they want to see you..&lt;br /&gt;-you better have a glass of milk when I come there!&lt;br /&gt;-why? doesnt make sense!&lt;br /&gt;-It will....moron!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 4pm,time to meet the moron(why does this guy keeps me introducing to people).I was imagining myself how his cousins looked like, he had said about them to me once.one was younger and the other was elder to him which means it is the same to me as well.The elder one was a girl and the younger was a boy.The girl may have been three years older and the boy an year younger to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At shyam's residence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing before the gate I first decided to ring the bell...I changed the decision and I shouted his name! two figures came out of the door!..not to mention ,they were his cousins!&lt;br /&gt;-shhh...shhh...is he here?&lt;br /&gt;-shyam just went out..he'll be back in 5 mins!,may we know u?&lt;br /&gt;-Am manoj..I prefer bein called as Mj(A PLANNED REPLY..)..&lt;br /&gt;-oh! so its u? anyway what is the big deal with this "mj" name! replied the girl&lt;br /&gt;-I wanna know it as well replied the boy&lt;br /&gt;-I like michael jackson,marion jones, mary jane(a cartoon character)and myself ..so comes the name Mj..&lt;br /&gt;-hhaa So does it include MR .JACKASS! AS WELL said both to together..&lt;br /&gt;-very funny!(these people are planned as well !!)&lt;br /&gt;-sorry Mj replied the girl and started laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seconds after shyam arrived!..&lt;br /&gt;- hi manoj!&lt;br /&gt;- hi !(almost rude!)&lt;br /&gt;- so you have met my cousins already! she is kriti and he is kumar!...hope they were very good with you!&lt;br /&gt;- yeah they were very! ..&lt;br /&gt;- ok! so they are gonna come with uS!..our guide is gonna be my dad's acquaintant! ..seems like he has been in the profession for 2 yrs and he knows every corner in Munnar!&lt;br /&gt;- alas! u have done something worthful..hey the car will be ready by 9 pm! get ready as soon as possible with these precious pieces of trash!&lt;br /&gt;- pieces of what ??? replied both together again!&lt;br /&gt;- I said t..r..a..s..h..! clear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more hour and am off to Kerala! ... wow the very experience of making a trip sans parents was like being a full grown human for a second! The guide arrived to my home and he got himself introduced to my parents ,he had come there with shyam's dad! ..after that my dad introduced me to him! the guy's name was antony!&lt;br /&gt;(describin antony aka anto! ...antony was a name very common in the christian locality of the town ..the guy looked more older than his age! he had a stubble and wore a very visilbe pair of contact lenses!)&lt;br /&gt;It was finnaly 9... the car took me along with my guide to shyam's house! the loser took his own time to get in the car along with his two cousins!&lt;br /&gt;the car took off finally ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the car!&lt;br /&gt;-have you ever been late to school?..I asked to shyam..&lt;br /&gt;-nope !ok man! I know I was a minute late! said shyam&lt;br /&gt;-a minute! check your freakin watch! ..its almost 9:45 pm!! I exclaimed&lt;br /&gt;-Do donkeys really care about time ..said kriti&lt;br /&gt;-now who is a donkey here miss ??..asked I&lt;br /&gt;-jackass otherwise known as donkey ..said kumar&lt;br /&gt;-kids! stop fighting ..It is a long journey ,you will lose your throat if you keep talking like that! get some sleep,replied the guide!&lt;br /&gt;-ok (said everyone!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night went as fast as it could! maybe because it was a dreamless night.. anto woke me up at around seven...everybody around me were sittin quite awake maybe they had got up earlier! the car was somewhere near the outskirts of kerala! ..we still had half a day journey left!the car stopped by a small wayside inn for breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;Kerala was looking gorgeous at the early hours! the lushfull trees ,the spreading blue skies and the sunrise hues..wow! I dont have a poetic view for its beauty ,I can say it just simply looked great!&lt;br /&gt;Munnar is a hillstation not very famous though but still it has got its own relics and places.The name 'Munnar' means 'Three Rivers' and they are actually three mountain streams, Muthirapuzha, Nallathanni and Kundala,they confluence at the heart of the town, meeting all the water requirements of the settlers and visitors. At 3pm at noon we reached Munnar!.The temperature was around 18 degrees .Just the temperature what everyone needed!.."so conducive ",I said as I was looking outside the window.&lt;br /&gt;It was almost six when we got ourselves settled!...the next day was supposed to be filled with fun! cant wait for the day..we gotta explore the place! I said to everyone! they were excited as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Describin kriti aka ??(sorry no names yet!)) ok this is a girl not very good looking and not very ugly as well..her response depends on the way you look at her and the way you talk!.. it is never so easy going with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Describing kumar ) a copy of shhh!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anto was already awake early as usual!..&lt;br /&gt;-get up children.We gotta visit some new places today! said anto&lt;br /&gt;-sounds good!..but it is too early(6:00 am).. where are we heading to? replied kumar&lt;br /&gt;-to echo point!&lt;br /&gt;-ECHO wht? replied kriti!&lt;br /&gt;-I have been there! I sprang before anto could reply.&lt;br /&gt;-just get ready! replied anto looking tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning was too cold .It was not exactly the situation we had expected,the water was more freezing ,10 am would be perfect but Anto would not listen!.Anto is one of the many  persons to get early into my losers list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are now witnessing the highest peak in south india!.. Anto uttered them as our car neared a narrow lane , I didnt check if he was right then but he was right indeed(Maybe that was the first thing he knew about the place ),getting down from the car we had to walk a few paces to reach the peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This is the echo point... said anto&lt;br /&gt;-echo what..replied kirti again..&lt;br /&gt;-"echo point...am sure there was no pun intended!" said anto&lt;br /&gt;-actually it was not sound enough..said kirti&lt;br /&gt;-hey!! yelled kumar....(there were three more hey's somewhere in the deep!)..thats my voice again said an excited kumar..&lt;br /&gt;-nope dude, it was rather some wild boar's, guess it got influriated by your wicked voice!said I..&lt;br /&gt;-none is laughing here mr.jack!,you can better stop giving futile comments!..replied kirti..&lt;br /&gt;-yeah , I know boars dont laugh! and that doesnt matter me !..said I.&lt;br /&gt;-cut thh thh the crapp!..it was shyam who interrupted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right from the start I had maintained a bad rapport with shyam's cousins.meanwhile Anto seemed like flaterring most of the time whenever whatever was asked regarding the places there!..everthing he replied was heavily made up.Everybody had understood it by then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We now see the great garden of munnar! said anto(great garden??.. Did Munnar really have one?)&lt;br /&gt;-uncle why here? it is nothing but a rose garden enclosed by fence..said I&lt;br /&gt;-well it was a big garden the last time I came here!..said anto&lt;br /&gt;-but the board says it has been here since 1935!..said kirti&lt;br /&gt;-hmmm.. maybe we have reached the wrong place.. lets check out the "suicide point"(the second and the final place he knew in Munnar).Anto seemed rushing as he completed those lines..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At suicide point!..&lt;br /&gt;-you see that bush kids ..it lives for years ... it hardly sheds its leaves..said Anto&lt;br /&gt;-bush!..do people come here to check out bushes ..said I&lt;br /&gt;-they do sometimes because most bushes here have medicinal values!..said Anto(am sure no loser here is gonna waste time pulling out roots on a creepy terrain)&lt;br /&gt;-Cant it grow somewhere else like at a lower altitude? said kumar&lt;br /&gt;-yea it can..since it is a rare specie ,its presence here makes the place special..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody were almost silent..I pulled shhhh aside!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you call the guy you brought "a guide"..&lt;br /&gt;-[:D]hmmm sorry!...&lt;br /&gt;-now dude! does he really know anything here ..&lt;br /&gt;-relax pal !..&lt;br /&gt;-relax??..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shhh pulled me back in!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a rare specie? said kumar ..why no signboards!&lt;br /&gt;-guys lets leave said Anto who was yet again making hurried movements!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was not the end for Monsieur anto's made up tale about places!,it continued in thekkady,cochin and trivandrum as well!!..whenever Anto felt he was stuck he used to start with"the last time I came here, this place was...." and end with "It might be a wrong place..... or it might have been a long time ,A new day, A new place!"..Freakin Anto would never compromise!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008622645879024080-1265839780354165745?l=mjexclusive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/feeds/1265839780354165745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008622645879024080&amp;postID=1265839780354165745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/1265839780354165745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/1265839780354165745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/2008/07/gearin-up.html' title='GEARIN UP&apos;'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443712095029106738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/SgWsiA2gweI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zdj9J2tEB8s/S220/DSC00039+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008622645879024080.post-5028426592302768920</id><published>2008-06-23T13:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T14:03:05.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRAIN DIARIES!!</title><content type='html'>My journey in train has not always been the same everytime..you know memories are sweet but sometimes you don't want them to be remembered...........ok ..It was around a decade back when I was 8 I had my journey in a train which was though not my first one.... It was then I discovered that I like travelling,well It was also then I discovered that I had to face a  problem everytime I have a trip by train. well whenever am in a train I kinda face a little trouble with people like who are not sure of their sex!! (AKA EUNUCHS!). what I find wierd is that these people dont beg but demand!!!..well movin now to one my experiences.It happened on my way to bhopal!.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(15-07-2007).. (TN express)&lt;br /&gt;  the type of traffic chennai had that day would have tested anyone's patience.Already findinG myself in a bitter position (coz I was already late as usual to catch the train..) The car I was in was moving like a diseased slug.That day was not too ordinary for me .If I miss the train then I should probably forget my dream of taking a professional career outside my town.The train was scheduled to leave at 10 pm.It was nine already and I was  3 miles away from chennai central... well to heaten up ..The car went out of gas&lt;!!&gt;!?!&gt;not wastin a second dad had himself outside waving his hands towards an opposite cab.. well I finnaly reached the station at 9:45 and I had to lose one of my luggages on my way to the platform.well it aint an easy job to guard your luggages in a crowded place like that but anyway i got to thank the officials who recovered them and thanks again to the untimely croaked up' voice from the speakers stationed at every pole..finally I was in the train...I was just in.. I could find the wheels moving .. the siren wailing at a distance..I was just thinking how bhopal was going to welcome me.. I never had a clue if things can change!        &lt;br /&gt; I spent the night sleepin peacefully, I had a dozen dreams during the short nap ,running through my 13th I found that I was being disturbed by someone (who is that???!! crap!! the dream is over!! infact I was imaginig myself making a huge entrance at railway station in bhopal).I did not care about what was going around in my cabin .I thought I should atleast take a look..opening my tired eyes I found three to four eunuchs surrounding me..(it was the first time I was meeting them as a group..)&lt;br /&gt;-what do you people want?&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a hundred...that will do..&lt;br /&gt;-well u need a what..?? look I dont have anything with me right now ..you can leave me&lt;br /&gt;-is that the way you talk your wife ?&lt;br /&gt;-what!!! (now one of them had their hand passing through my hair, she was consoling the others they would not leave the place without a penny!)..&lt;br /&gt;"jeez!!"..what are these people upto!!,I searched for a note inside my pocket and handed them.(the note was worth 50 bucks!)&lt;br /&gt;-thanks dear!!..&lt;br /&gt;-you are not welcome moron!!...I said to myself!!the four ?'s went ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a quick glance at people around me i looked at my watch...it was 8 AM ... the place was warangal in AP.."quite a screwed up begining, aint it?"..I said to myself as I got off to the washbasin... &lt;br /&gt;It was 3 at noon..I just finished my lunch!!  I peeped outside.. the boards and the banners said the city was Nagpur!!  I dont know much about the city.. I just knew that it can provide you cheap oranges and can host an  international cricket match!!&lt;br /&gt; Lost in thoughts I heard a familiar sound!! it was coming from one of the neighbouring cabins.. the sound now getting closer...&lt;br /&gt; -"its them"...(now what the hell are you waiting for..just get urself outta the place!)&lt;br /&gt;this time I decided to hide from them..I climbed the upper berth and I pretended to be reading a book which I found on the berth..&lt;br /&gt;minutes went passing ,I didnt dare to look outside the book..I found somebody pulling my leg!!..(lets start is all over again!)&lt;br /&gt;-money!!&lt;br /&gt;-now please I dont have money...will you please get out..&lt;br /&gt;-no money!!! you call youself a guy!!! isnt it?..&lt;br /&gt;-yeah am a guy!! seriously what do u call youself as ???...(?1?!?..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have just pulled in a serious trouble..but to my amazement I just saw her leaving (probably she did not listen carefully to the words anyway i just saved 50 bucks)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was finnaly eight , the scheduled time to reach bhopal finally arrived!!! I was able to see bhopal in its outskirts!! ..the city was astonishingly not very busy!! I said to myself "its a freakin gud capital to be"... the station was looking very old.. the concrete roof that was supported by the pillars seemed like they could fall anytime. The walls around the station were painted red in a disordered fashion . I thought it should be some design or something.. well just then I saw an old looking guy passing towards a  wall which was a bit white in colour, he did an act which cannot be described, he spat!!! but it seemed like he almost vomitted and he painted the rest of the wall in red.(you can do that too,chew a leaf called pan and you can do the same freakin act!)..jeez!!! now that act did make me discover that it was red everywhere..on the walls , on the ground ,on the chairs ,on the window panels, tables ,on thier own freakin attire!! ..I just said to myself that I had made myself a goddammed  BIG entry...THE CITY OF RED LOCALES WELCOMES MJ.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008622645879024080-5028426592302768920?l=mjexclusive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/feeds/5028426592302768920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008622645879024080&amp;postID=5028426592302768920' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/5028426592302768920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/5028426592302768920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/2008/06/train-diaries.html' title='TRAIN DIARIES!!'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443712095029106738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/SgWsiA2gweI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zdj9J2tEB8s/S220/DSC00039+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008622645879024080.post-7107570098955568325</id><published>2008-06-08T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T06:16:41.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DE BEGIININ,...... PART -2</title><content type='html'>WELL well ,, good to be back again.. my days in don bosco were over.... I was really sad that I had to miss my friends.. (courtesy:mom),.. PETIT SEMINAIRE..was the name it read on the huge board just before the porch.. I hated it !!.. having entered already, I jus discovered all eyes were watching over me with a bit of suprise.. (you know.. everybody hates that!!!).. I didnt really know why they kept thier freakin eyes all over me!..suddenly.. I found someone holding my shoulder.It was an elderly guy .he looked pleasant , he wishpered into my ears that i was not in uniform.. (jeez!!.. did I know tht!!!.. )I found my goddammed tie missing.. I didnt make a move.. it was 8:20 already.. not only I had my home far from my school but also I dint knw the way back to my home ([:D]..so ..ohhkk it happened) .. and I was  preparin myself to face the P.E.T teacher.. I happened to know only a little about him before comin there. Anyway I was definitely sure that he is not gonna spare me.Five minutes later I saw a guy in his forties walkin briskly towards the group of students who were detained for not being punctual.. (in school of 6800 students ,you just find a group of ten people coming late!!)the guy had an old fashioned shirt with modern track pants (wierd).He stopped by and was busily conversing with every student. Five of the students were already sent back to their respective classes, meanwhile the elderly guy behind me said that he was the P.E.T teacher.."Is he really ? "asked I, the elderly guy was a bit suprised"are you a new comer here?" ... "yeah, whats the big deal?",.."hey kid , I guess you'd be spared.. and meanwhile do you know who i am?". "not a clue sir.."was my reply..the guy adjusted his watch as he said "I am the vice-principal of the school"..I felt cold for a moment and I could also hear the P.E.T teacher caning the rest of the late comers(appearences are always deceptive!), not uttering a word I turned to the V.P. he had a big grin , he asked for my school diary ,he turned over to remarks page and began scribbling "your ward has been found not in uniform, please make it a point that he doesnt come like the same in the future.... yours trully , antony raj".. the V.P now got a sterner look in his face and he said "get it signed , understood.. and make sure that you dont make my pen scribble here again.. now you got that"..." yes sir!!..", I collected my diary back and I walked fast towards nothin because I didnt know the way to the classroom, this time I was helped by the gardener, "9-A" was the name written on the door .. I found the teacher already inside dictating something.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"may I please come in , sir"he gave an odd look and hardly opening his mouth he uttered&lt;br /&gt;"you are 5 mins late!!"... &lt;br /&gt;"but sir , I can explain that"... &lt;br /&gt;"really, what are you going to tell me??".. &lt;br /&gt;"I'm new to this place and I didnt know the way to the class room"..&lt;br /&gt;"your roll no?"... &lt;br /&gt;"no 34 ,sir" ..&lt;br /&gt;"aah .. so your name is manoj prabhakar , come in kid , find yourself a seat".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose a corner seat in the last row, I bent my head down so that the teacher could not see me , I turned to the next boy and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hi , i'm manoj.. whts ur name?"...&lt;br /&gt;"shhhhhhh!!" was his reply..&lt;br /&gt;"wht?..shhh then?"..&lt;br /&gt;"shhhh!!"...&lt;br /&gt;" i cant hear you ,you could have said a bit louder!!"..&lt;br /&gt;"OF COURSE , MAY I HELP U MASTER MANOJ" replied the teacher who was already by my side.&lt;br /&gt;"no thank you ,sir actually I was just asking him what has been taught so far"..&lt;br /&gt;"whtever it is .. discussions only after class hours, you got that"....&lt;br /&gt;"yes, sir"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the class was finally over.. I turned to the next guy and said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hi shhh"... &lt;br /&gt;"well its shyam.. whats urs?.. well no need i know yours and I know what your going to ask me, last class was geography and the teacher's name is antony sami , well he'd been teachin nothin today, I guess you 'd know that and..." &lt;br /&gt;"will u plz alllow me to talk"..&lt;br /&gt;"go ahead frnd.. afterall i was waitin for that.. this is supposed to be a new place for you, isnt it?.. dnt worry.. and.. "&lt;br /&gt;"enough"i replied sternly..&lt;br /&gt;"u said u want to tell me something?"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah , NICE TO MEET U!!!!" .. &lt;br /&gt;he had a big grin...the day in my school was over, and you know it was really a sickening experience, poof!! "am dead.... so dead.."I was reapting the phrase as my bus took me home, I reached home.mom was already there standing by the door giving a big smile, I pretended not to notice it and went straight into my room and returned back doing nothing and said "get me back to my old school or am not going eat anymore "... "well thats great! man , you have just reduced your mom's work!! "replied dad..I went back saying"jeez !!its hapening!! "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008622645879024080-7107570098955568325?l=mjexclusive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/feeds/7107570098955568325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008622645879024080&amp;postID=7107570098955568325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/7107570098955568325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/7107570098955568325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/2008/06/de-begiinin-part-2.html' title='DE BEGIININ,...... PART -2'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443712095029106738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/SgWsiA2gweI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zdj9J2tEB8s/S220/DSC00039+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008622645879024080.post-5078701767032206106</id><published>2008-04-08T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:44:30.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DE BEGININ'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;HELO everyone, This is Business and this is being described by M. Manoj. well I would like that clipped to MJ. Ahh i guess it sounds better.. Well I was just wondering if i badly needed this blog.  On the contrary I never had an idea of scribbling one. I thought stuffs like these suck!!. I cant blame anyone if this happened and as always it jus happened. Travelling back into my pages of history, somewher in 1990 probably on march 10. Mom had just then discovered so late that I had been troubling her much. You know memories are sweet but I hardly remember any of them, as a Big guy now as I hardly remember anything that I did. It is really useless spewing up a fairy tale with a vain hope of fascinating my audience :P Well to start of with, here is a little something for you. I had my initial schooling years in DON BOSCO. Suprisingly I loved my moments there. It was almost 14 years when I had to leave that school and I got myself enrolled in an another school. This time it was PETIT SEMINAIRE, it is a french phrase meaning small seminary just to mean sarcastically that it was BIG. Presently am in NIT bhopal doing my B'tech in Information Technology , am in my first year now as the date would speak ! Well finally this blog will host the rants of an icon. let's get 2 know what, where and why. he, she and they had a part in my story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008622645879024080-5078701767032206106?l=mjexclusive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/feeds/5078701767032206106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008622645879024080&amp;postID=5078701767032206106' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/5078701767032206106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008622645879024080/posts/default/5078701767032206106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mjexclusive.blogspot.com/2008/04/de-begiinin.html' title='DE BEGININ&apos;'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443712095029106738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g44r_66pM0s/SgWsiA2gweI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zdj9J2tEB8s/S220/DSC00039+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
