Wat a start!!

well all i can think right at now is where to start... final year, final semester so have to do this project about which i will be questioned about by some crackjacks who will definuly not know anything abt my topic and im pretty sure abt it.. but my interest in the subject compelled me to join this lab and start a project related to material synthesis and drug activity.. initially had sat for weeks together coming up a perfect protocol... phew!! twas a relief to start doin the experiment which by the way lasts for 5 hours... so did i get any results?? no!!! the equipment stopped functioning bcoz the electrode fell down in the solution beaker and broke and hence experiment stopped... weeks preparation of charting out the procedure, gone to the drain... so again spent another week including christmas day in the lab pondering as to where to start and as to how do i go abt the project.... so finally decided to do using hydrothermal method ( equipment cost : 11 lakhs) .. and started the run and everything went on smoothly... got the product and then discovered that it had impurities more than the desired material... there's this stirrer which dint work and had deposited all the metals rusted on the liquid sample.... tried it again yesterday but still no luck.... so again today but still had the god damn impurities.... the pissing factor in this is that i have to wait for more than five hours to reach the optimum conditions and then 12 hours to come back to room conditions so that i can remove the sample.. so after all this painful procedure when i see those impurities in the bottom of the beaker.. just go crazy.... on the other had made plans for the great 2010 first day bash... but instead have to spend time in the lab running the process.. well here is to a crappy new year!!!

Science is a religion

well i cannot say how perfect the phrase " Science is a religion" is especially if you have to work under a person who follows it. i guess ll be the only person who spends time in de lab during xmas... i ended up in the lab the entire day, meddling with chemicals and pressing buttons on the complex equipment(wich btw cost more than a million).. the interesting thing abt it is that still now i have not got the result and the reason is the electrode in the equipment broke... so had to tink abt another technique and had to pour myself over the literature to find out a different protocol....

NDTV Hindu rocks!!

for the ppl in chennai, ndtv along with leading daily Hindu have started a channel that is cmpletly dedicated to the ppl in chennai and tamilnadu... basically i like all the shows in it. infact i started to watch the channel after knowing that one of my univ senior works for this channel.. so i wanted to see if he's doin a good job... so there's dis one show calle the big pic where Ms. Anuradha reviews abt the latest movies and her opinion abt it.. so as usual i watchd it today cos she was gonna talk abt Paa ans New Moon... and during the end of every episode she ask a question abt the DVD movie(which is always an old one) which she reviewed and the first one to answer the question will get the DVD of the movie... the question that she asked today was related to the 1946 musical Around the world in 80 days... abd guess wat?? I happened to answer and infact the first one to answer it... i got a call from her and apparently won the DVD.... i was delighted to hear that and she was so adorable... she just enquired abt my education and basically as to wat im doin.. infact i came to kno that she's the boss of my coll senior and spoke to him too.. Yipee!! I will be gettin the DVD on monday...... Gute Nacht

So called BIG shots must be SHOT BIG

I have always wonedered if i'll be a big shot.. i mean not just power but the knowledge wise and to achieve sumthin. but lately ppl with all these so called knowldg and power are just turning out to be tyrants in some way... whethr its politician or govn official or even scientist or even a univ prof... Recently i had sent mails to couple of univs and till now have got no replies.. i mean ofcours they are busy but come on, cant they reply to mails... they may get infinite mails a day but they can defnly spare sum time and help ppl and reach out to them... not a month ago, frnd of mine wanted to get his transcripts and man oh man!! that guy responsible for it was so damn lethargic and made him wait for many days.. i have always tot tat once after reaching certain point where the learned achieve knowledge, there comes the quality of being humble and down to earth characteristics but i guess that happens only in valmiki era and not in this satanic world

Divisions and more Divisions

The entire telugu speaking state's burning..... people running amok and frantically calling out in telugu slogans which either says that they need new state or the new state must not be amended... BUT Home minister already announced that Telugana state will be formed by the bifurcation of Andhra Pradesh.. The next thing that comes to mind is wat about Hyderabad??? Will it be the new capital of the state or will be an union teritory similar to what happened to Chattisgharh..... Anyway thanks to these selfish politicians that our country wil have even more states.... gorkha ppl have started to follow the footsteps of KCR and are fasting to achieve their goal of creating a Gorkhaland from the present West Bengal.... well even the Maharashtra ppl are not too far.. they have started a silent and peaceful protest to form state called Vidharba(doesn sound cool ryt??).... Guess UP politicians were not satisfied from just one split.. They want many new states, Harithpradesh, Bundhelkhand and another state whose name is derived from bhojpuri and i cant remember:)..... well one should not be suprised to wake up to the news saying India has over 50 states...

Peranmai.. Story different from tamil melodrama

I went with a friend today to watch the movie-"Peranmai" And the movie did have an impact on me. The story revolves around the protagonist (Jeyam Ravi) who hails from a tribal group but is working as NCC trainer. He has a perfect balance between conserving his culture while being modern in his thoughts. The story is about how 5 girls and this man stop the foreign intrusion in India's rocket launch. Although the action sequences at some instances were indigestible, yet movie had a lot to teach.

Here are a few lessons I learnt from the movie :

1) Girls are more fond of men's ass than men are fond of theirs!!!

2) Girls share/steal undies..(phew..guys dont!!!).. so never ever try to steal your girl friend's undies for your fantasy. you might end up with one of her frenz!!!!

3) Girl's would do the most smartest things & the most stupid things when you least expect it from them! (the point where the girl dies by drowning and the other one gets killed by Mr.Universe! In the latter case, the irony was that she killed a few foreign armed men using wits but gets killed because of one "cuckoo" sound!

4)If you want the girls to bring revolution or get some work done, motivate them by saying "You are durga, you are kaali, you are shakti, you aer..well.. the list should go on unless you see the pupil of the girl's eyes enlarge to the maximum!

5) Once she takes the hybrid form of above mentioned avatars, she will have such a ferocious appearance that the cops will run despite the fact that he will have a gun in hand while our durga,shakti,kaali will be chasing them completely unarmed!

6) Girl's keep repeating mistakes and act foolish. The only smart thing they do is to fall in love with guys!

7) tribals walk on their hands when they get angry! I guess that's how the tamil phrase " thalay kizha ninnu aathu senju kaatanum" came int existence. meaning- i will do it even if i have to stand upside down.

Well..the movie did teach me some serious lesson. .

1) It taught me that I should never care about who takes the credit. I should do my best for the welfare of the people of my country.

2) One must keep cool. It is a known fact that people around you will pull you down to come up. But you must keep working and helping others. If others dont help you, make it a point that you help others!

3) you senior officials are dumb and would always insult you. Never bother yourself with that. Explain things to your conscience and no one else!

4) Patience is one of the biggest asset. It pays well.. infact very well

5) Anger is the best weapon. never show it by shouting or fighting. Accumulate it as energy and show it in your work!

6) finally, as mentioned above, dont care if you dont get recognition for the work You ultimately made some contribution while living and that is important in life than getting fame!

Apart from few flaws, the movie was a good one. I was happy that it was not one of those village type of love stories where they keep going round n round on giant wheel in a stupid fair when they fall in love. The stunts were awesome and the way Ravi acted was really marvellous. Worth watching once.

Abusing power...

Gandhiji said, "Be the change you want to see in the world". I want to see the change in all those officials who abuse powers. I encountered few incidents in my college which had put me to shame. Groped with frustration & irritation I dint know how to respond and felt forced to pour down my heart's content through blog. So this is what happened:

I am applying for internships and need a no objection certificate and transcripts. These two are essential to complete the application procedure. With a enthusiastic mood and a smile, I approach my dean. Our dean is a sweet heart n readily signed and forwarded it to the registrar. I approach the registrar who enthusiastically approved it and asked me to meet his assistant to get the letter. And now the story begins...

I go to the office and introduce myself to the Asst registrar

Me-" Good afternoon sir, i am R.Shrinivasan doing my M.Tech in Industrial Biotech, 5 year integrated course and i am applying for an internship & require a no objection certificate from head of the institution. Registrar has asked me to meet you concerning this issue.." "smiles"

He looks at the letter which was signed by all the higher authorities. Name the person and the signature was there. After listening to my entire intro he says," I am not the person in charge, meet that person"

Now, the room is very small.. with some 7 officials sitting across one round table. All their eyes on me. I approach the person directed and say i need NOC.

2nd official(angry tone)-" is this the way you ask??? who are you? hw am i supposed to know what you need" I repeat the entire intro with few sorry n excuses.

He looks at the letter n says, " I am not incharge of Biotech contact him"

i approach the 3rd, the fourth, the 5th, the 6th official. Every time I approach a new person i repeat the intro. The irony is that all know my need but they wanted me to suffer! They were deriving a pleasure by all this. this wasnt funny to me. Finally the guy with a nonchalant attitude (both hands behind his bald head, relaxing on chair) asks me to get it signed from registrar!!!

I said-" its already signed" oh shit. what did I do?? i am not supposed to back answer. and i face the consequence

he- angry. "keep it on the table n leave" i keep it on table and ask him wen can i collect it

him- frustrated. u cant be given letter whenever you want. it takes time. dont you know dat???

me- sorry sir. and i leave

i wasnt sure of how to respond but task ahead was much important. I had to apply for transcript. For transcripts, one is supposed to apply 20 days before. I had applied it on 19/10/2009. I had been begging them to give it. People who had applied after me got theirs but mine seems to be missing.

I went to the office today.

Me- Sir, i came to collect my transcript.

he looks at the 400 rupee receipt and date. "You people dont know the timing to approach. I have been working right from morning. come after 2 hours. I will give then

I wait for 2 hours in the lobby and approach him again

Me- sir transcript?

He checks the record and says " Yours is not ready yet"

I get frustrated. I ask him when can i have them. I tell him that i urgently need it. Its been more than 20 days but others have got it. Why not me? what is the problem. Now he doesnt anwswer but the other official shows his authority.

Him-" Get out. Dont you know exams are going on?" you cant get it. How dare you ask such things to us??? get out. come after exams. go now"

I was treated as if i come from some slum or some creepy worm of a gutter. Damn it. For god's sake, I am a technocrat!!! My dad pays the fee. this is not the way you behave. You mint money but dont pay heed to the student!!!! How fair is that? i leave because i cannot shout at them. They have powers and abuse powers. All the higher officials are humble but their assistants roam with a fake pride and attitude. It is these assistants who grin and derive pleasure by torturing students.

I was frustrated because i wasted my time. I wanted to take rest after my exam but i spent 2 hours waiting just to hear a NO. When i enquire, i am called rude, arrogant and spoiled brat.

Once upon a time i used to pride myself to be associated with an elite institution like this. Today I feel ashamed to be studying here.

Today Gandhian laws may not seem to work. But i still stick to them. Silence is the only weapon but my beliefs stagger when I see people abusing powers. I know this is a small and trivial issue. Government officials are worse. But what is the solution to all this?? what is a common man supposed to do in such situation? ??

These trivial things are crippling the society and nobody seems to do anything. I can be the change by not abusing powers, if given to me. But what about my needs at the present?

.silence.

Watz in de newz??

well the very first thing that i do when i wake up in the morning is to check news, usually at google.. these days im at home so why miss a chance when tv is there.. so wats in de newz?? the great Maha Shame.. Maha as in Maharastra as well as Maha, sumthing thats huge... Azmi was taking oath in Hindi and ppl from MNS party were against it. As a rule they must take oath only in Marathi.. How lame is tat? Hindi is our national lang plus ppl over there in north can understand hindi unlike in Tamilnadu where everythin is in Tamil... So why bother if he takes pledge in hindi or marathi... another news was about a 5 yr old kid trapped in a borewell for 34 hours in jaipur and how they had to retrieve him...then came the 20th anniversary of the Berlin wall..wow few months ago i was madly in love with germany that i learnt german or rather Deutsch and have even passed in the first exam.. but wats the point.. its so damn difficult to survive in Germany... die, das der aahhh its so damn frustrating...
nothin much on the other channels so opened my laptop and started reading new moon, the sequel to Twiligth... well well well, i badly wanted to finish reading the book b4 the movie so that i can compare both.... i havent even read my univ materials with lot of interest..
thus passed the rest of the day

halo!!

Lyrics | Haley James Scott - Halo lyrics

One tree hill

One tree hill is an American teenage drama revolving around five main protagonists... Its about the lives of two half brothers called Nathan and Lucas and about their relations... It starts from being dead enemies to becoming a family and trying to outdo their dad... btw u can read it in wiki if u want..... what i really wanna say is that how i fell in love with the character called Brooke Davis which is played by Sophia Bush... Oh my god!! She is the ultimate girl, she's the cheer girls captain, student counselor president, a best friend, popular in school and ofcourse very pretty and sexy....
right from the very first episode where she comes and till now I have never been able to take my eyes off her... she plays the character which such ease and it appears amazingly easy for her to play the character... she has such grace and i keep thinking as why i dont get a gf like that.....
Being in final year you mite think if its necessary for me to watch all these damn serials.. well all credits to akash ladha... he's one serial freak and actually made me into one too... It all started with Lost, went gradually to How i met ur mom to supernatural and then to House MD and now one tree hill.. Im bloody not able to concentrate on anything else.. just stuk to my laptop and watching it.. I finally graduated to season 4 but my damn system... files got corrupted and not able to watch it.. adding more pain is that "has started to rain again".. wat a life!!

arrrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhh RAIN!!!

I think i must be the only one who wants the sun to shine brightly... well wat can i say? after finishing my practical exams and after taking pains in traveling in a day train to reach home but only to see that it has been raining for the past so many hours and that i can step out of my house.
I very badly wanted a break from everything, especially from watching this English series called one tree hill, about which i will blog sometime later.... I just wanted to stroll outside and just loll around the neighborhood but thanks to rain god... It has been raining incessantly for the past 3 days and I am not even able to go out...
Actually it stopped raining at around 2 in the afternoon so i got ready in a jiffy and as i about to step outside... yeah u guesses it rite, it started to rain... still i wanted to leave but what can i say, the martinet in my house dint allow me... was stuck up in the house doing nothing....

Nosy all day! !! !!!

Achoo... well.. I am sitting here writing this post with running nose. only god knows where i kept my hand kerchief cuz m wiping my nose on the bed sheet now.. mmm mmm.. it feels so soft to my nose..what is this anyway???? well..it was my sisters soft linen bed sheet which she newly bought...but wait..what is it doing on my bed????? who cares..After the groping effort to understand the reason, i decide to have a hair cut! wat a dumass idea to have hair cut with running nose!! but i still do it !!

I go to the shop n.....damn it. before i could enter, i sneeze..not once or twice..but 6 times in a spree.. what is it? some atomizer fit in my nose?? the barber was holding a spray in hand to wet the customers hair....but it wasnt needed any more cuz my nose did the work for him. i sit next to a guy reading news paper. He turns d page n there it is- "Prevent H1N1!!". he gets nervous n leaves the shop immediately. i wipe my nose with my hanky n lo!!it was there in my pocket all this time n i was using sister's bed sheet!!! m sure she loves her brother n wont mind it!!!

Now this running nose has two types. One is the thick phlegm that has that yellowish tinge n very viscous. On the other hand i had this clear watery one which ran like tap water n was involuntary. No matter how much i breathe in hard, it would run down like a river. so i sit with this on that barber's chair, wiping my nose one last time. (Reciting dhanvantri mantra to save me from any embarrassment..)

i managed to divert my attention towards the TV.. i saw this cartoon about vikata kavi asking goddess durga- " How do you manage running nose with thousand heads!!"well..thats indeed a thought provoking question!!! i got lost in my own thoughts imagining top shot Actress sneezing n wiping the phlegm in the middle of the shooting a dance!!! did they invent naaku-mukka song that way??? :p or setting up a sting operation to capture a politician digging the nose n wiping it in under his colleagues desk!!!

my thoughts were interrupted when this tiny spec of hair got into my nose!!! n shit... its irritating my nostrils now. i was already having this Ganga-jamuna running down, now this triggered my immune response to double the activity !! If only i could construct a dam under my nose, it would have saved thousands of farmers from committing suicide n there would not have been a cavery issue ever!!!! sighs!!!

...its shaving time now!!! i m like-"whaaaaat!".... best part is that you have to keep your head in tilted direction which helped me in holding my phlegm inside d nose. but wait. what did i tell him?? to trim my mush?? am i insane? n there came this trimmer n all d hair went straight up the nose.. i get up n....achoo achoo achoo achoo... gave one last glance to my hanky.. n what the hell was that???!!! i could make a wig out of those hairs!! bloody hell.. i leave the place n go home...

Sister-" Mommy, i guess spilled the agar solution on bed sheet while making jelly for the project.. but how come i dont remember it.. Am i suffering from amnesia mommy???"

Mom-" No sweet heart. it must have been your bro"

Sis-" Why????Whats up wid him?? !@#$%^&**()

Mom-" Hes been Nosy all day :) "

Sis-" :O whaaaaaaat!!!!.. yieeeeekssssss...what the hell does he think is this?? just because it is pink doesnt mean that he considers it as his girl's panties.. ewwwwwww...hw cud he wipe the nose on this.. i bought this precious barbie print n you r telling me that he wiped his phlegm on it!!!! aaaarrrrrgggg & look where has he wiped it!!!!!!!! just on her privates!!!....grrrrrrrr...he better pay back ...." the voices trailed off.. it sounded like an orchestra.. standing on the doorstep, i make up my mind to wander out in the rain!!! :) ever wondered y it rains?? well, someone musta got nosy up there too!!! :P

Charlie chaplin said-" i cry in the rain so that people cant see my tears!" i say-" i roam in the rain so that i dont have to wipe my nose again n again!!! :)

Was it a dream????????

Lecturer- "Shrini, are u ready with your seminar?"

Me- ( is he nuts? i already took it yesterday.. oww wait wait .. was it the dream?? oh mann i had performed so well.. ahh, it definitely was a dream.. reason- lecturer was wearing a saree..!!! shit.. ) " yes sir".wait. did i prepare for it in reality???? what is the topic???

Well, this is what has been happening with me for the past few days. Lecturers stop teaching and load us with seminars.. I was too overloaded.. If only i had been named Herbie, i could use- "Herbie fully loaded" the only thing that was common b/w me n Herbie was, seminars were DRIVING ME CRAZY!!!

Amidst all these confusions, i woke up this monday morning at 4 with a sudden gasp.. fish.i forgot to prepare for today's seminar.. spent the sunday watching movie.. wtf.. i log on to the computer with delirium .. all my brain instructed was- switch on to the internet IMMEDIATELY!!!! and dats what i did.. but wait.... WHAT IS THE TOPIC???? b4 that... WHAT SUBJECT DUDE???? it took me a minute to realise what was happening.. i was again dreaming about taking one seminar.. oh no.. not again.. i somehow managed to surf through some topics for safe side.. I reach college.. I happen to cross that lecturer..

After struggling with lots of should & shouldn't, i managed to ask him

Me-" Sir, I was wondering if you had asked me to take seminar on sterilisation quipments"

Him-"!@#$%^*. No shrini..We are not having seminar on family planning. ha ha.." (the poorest joke i ever heard u know!)

Me-Phew. thank god. i am safe. weakly smiling for his so called joke.

Him-"You were supposed to take on infectious disease of Type 4 safety level and recombinant vector vacines for them"

Me-"Type 4 Whaaaaat???????"!@#$%^&*()

Are they crazy???????

Once a girl lost her best friend and the interviewer asked her- "How are you feeling?"..

Bloddy hell. what kind of question is that?? of course people will feel terrible at the loss of a friend. Do you expect her to say" thankfully the bitch died. now i can take her boyfriend, her shoes, her lipstick, mascara n what not???!".

And sometimes people make dumb statements. for example the cookery show..

"& finally, topping"s" should be added above this & it is ready to be served :) :) :) (the stupid smiles from the chef!)". Now tell me, how on earth do you put the topping below the dish?? doesnt the word topping itself convey the meaning???

Here is the common question asked to all the actors on the release of their new movie.

"How do you feel?". Silence. I felt like puking when i heard the plot. Although the script sucked, i had to sign it cuz i was bankrupt!!! N i did not eat for past, i dunno, hw many months.. but had to pretend that i am dieting for the upcoming film, which i did not sign then. " i feel great. its a completely different feeling. i thoroughly enjoyed the character" followed by usual mugged up dialogue.

"How do you find Y, your co-star?" . silence. Oh dat bitch has a lot of attitude. let me catch hold of her once. i will wear a mask and beat the shit outta her. "She is very joyful and made me feel very comfortable. it was a new experience" of course it had to be new. every actress has new way of torturing people.

The worst part is that we sit like fools infront of the TV and smile hearing at the response. I have become so accustomed to it that i move my lips to the dialogues along with the interviewee on TV..

But sometimes, people turn out to be really funny.

Interviewer to Akshay Kumar on the release of his new movie-"Blue"

Int- "I heard it is your first Blue film.. is it true???"

Akshay-!@#$%^&*

:)

Diwali wishes again!

Diwali Wishes...

Just a second...

There is this famous saying, "Time & tide waits for none"..well.. who gives a shit to the tide unless it strikes me in the form of tsunami.. time.. well over the years many changes have come up.. with time people change, many new words get added to dictionary n lots of things happen.. & one such thing is the value of time. if I ask you how long is one second, what would be your answer???????

Well.. It varies from person to person & here are a few examples

1) My alarm goes off in the morning at 6 and i put to snooze n say to myself "i will get up in one second only to find out that its already 8 & its too late to take bath now.. so I decide to spray the deo n get ready in another "SECOND" (which roughly takes 15 minutes!)

2) My mom doesnt allow me to step out of house empty stomach.. she always wants me to have breakfast but the problem is, the breakfast doesnt get ready on time.. mom-" cheenu, it will be ready in one second..jus wait for one second.. eat it in a second n go.. u will reach college in a second!!!"

2) i reach college(ofcourse in 20 minutes..gosh did u actually believe my mom???..even the fastest jet wont take me to coll in one second!) and find out that my friend is in similar situation (happy to have a company at last) He asks me to hold his books for "A SECOND" so that he can tie his shoe lace n i find out that the second was stretched till we reach the class..

3) i raise a doubt in the lecture n she says..Just a second.. i will refer and tell you tomorrow!!!!( wow..i never knew dat one day had one second.. who the fuck teaches that there are 86400 seconds in a day???")

4)We friends assemble in 11.10 break and my friend gets a phone call n he asks for excusing him for a second.." hey..wil b back in a second k" n the phone call takes away the whole break time..

5)on the phone call, his girl friend starts the convy & in between another gal crosses her.. this girlfriend then says,"hey sweety..jus gimme a second k." poor guy waits in dilemma for another half an hour only to hear d convy of those two gals abt the new footwear she is wearing!!!! or some bitching abt some other girls for another second!!!

6)i take a seminar and promise that i will conclude it in one second..(oh c'mon every one knows hw much is one second..!)

so i finally end my day and come back home.. recently there had been a fest where we were getting pizza and burgers for 3 days(thankfully this wasnt for a second).. i happened to parcel it for my sister.. she was going to tell me a story (school level gossip) in one second and i popped up this parcel of pizza and burger.. trust me, she almost fainted!!! poor girl.. n she said- "Cheenu, wil tell u the details now..jus gimme a second to recover..but she did stick to the time n resumed back.. :) i patiently heard her story which was slightly modified..cuz all i could here was "GGaaaa gaa boooobooo gooo babooo shooo thaaaa" what else do u hear wen a person stuffs the burger n tries to speak!! did u think my ear got stuffed with wax n needs cleaning????

now she had this love and affection flowing for me cuz of this noble gesture of mine.. so she decided to make a glass of cold drink(tang) "Shri , i will get a tangy glass made for u in just a second.. but this time, she dint stick to it.. i kept waiting for an hour and resorted to sleep.. i called her to get a pillow for me.. she said.."hey pl wait for a second n sleep.. i have already made 2 glasses of it" she does gets me d pillow but not the juice.i slept n got up next morning to find out that she slept near the glass of juice!! i think she must have decided to doze off for a second and ended up stretching it whole night!!!!!

so tell me..how long is a second???? :)

Forgive but dont forget...

You forgive me for liking you too much,
And I'll forgive you for not liking me enough.

You forgive me for missing you so,
And I'll forgive you for being so cold.

You forgive me for the loud racing of my heart,
And I'll forgive you for not hearing it.

You forgive me for playing your games,
And I'll forgive you for toying with my emotions.

You forgive me for finding you so attractive,
And I'll forgive you for not noticing.

You forgive me for raising you up so high,
And I'll forgive you for bringing me down so low.

You forgive me for wanting to be with you,
And I'll forgive you for avoiding me.

You forgive me for being so pathetic,
And I'll forgive you for taking advantage of it.

You forgive me for not being able to let go,
And I'll forgive you for never having latched on.

You forgive me for having hopes and dreams,
And I'll forgive you for crushing them.

Forgiveness brings inner peace.
Do we have a deal?

Not this Time!!

Pottermania is back again.... All potterphiles would be rushing to the movie halls and would enjoy.. for the ones who have read all the book would not enjoy much cos movies can just show half as wats there in de book. when i was back at home and when harry potter movie releases i would be there "first day, first show"... I remember how crazy I was(now even more crazier due to this place) could go and scream when the movie starts and in the end my voice wud be so damn broken tat i cant speak any longer and just this faint shrill comes out... DiRa, my school frnd, used to join me and we wud watch the movie together... The first 4 movies i saw first day first show with her but later the fifth movie i was there in coll... you wudnt believe, i saw the fifth movie harry potter n the order of phoenix in tamil... There was this bunch of first years who we ragged(oops! it isnt allowed, was just gettin to know them, sounds nice isnt it? Thnx to Akx) and asked them to sponsor our lunch and those chaps wanted to go to movie so we tot why not? Movie and Lunch, Thats how i saw the movie in tamil and twas horrrible.. The movie wasnt grt and the tamil dialogues made us puke... It very funny when they cast "Accacio Brooms" for gettin their brooms and it comes out in tamil as "Konduvaa Thodapam"..

But this year i cant watch it at all.... There are no english movie releases here and frankly speakin if it comes in Hindi, i wud definuly not go.. I cant go thru it... I dont want the first person to die by watchin harry potter movie...

Around the world in 5 minutes....

Today we know that earth is round and we know that earth moves around the Sun. Thanks to Aristotle for drinking poison to prove it!!! (or was it Socrates who drank it??? !!@#$%) well.. who cares any more.. Ever looked at the present earth?? People whine around with words like Global warming, temperature change, monsoon (beating around the bush to say that it is screwed up at the moment!!) So, the fact that earth is 30% land & 70% water was known to humans & we started exploring that 30% . We got lost n found new places ( remember how Columbus reached America??) & how many times poor Vasco did the parikrama to reach India?? It was a hard thing to explore and discover places..

But now with Google earth, i not only see the globe but also the street n yeah, the "naal roadu" (crossroads) in Thanjavur..In earlier days, Indians considered it to be a sin to step out of India.

"Dusht paapi.. tune ye kya kiya??? hindutva ko kalankit kar diya moorkh!!" n in worst cases the mother will say," Ghar ka diya ghar ki chaukhat chod ke padosi ko roshani dene ja raha hai!!!" (as if her son was so very enlightening!!) but our Ramanujan was great.. How beautifully his mother dreamt of the goddess coming in her dreams and asking to allow her son to fly out of India?? simply mind blowing you know!! :p People accepted to work as sweepers in America but would not move their ass in India.. gosh..

And then Slowly times changed and there was this favorite topic of debate in each and every school- "BRAIN DRAIN!" ( i wrote the same essay for 3 whole years !!)

i remember asking my uncle to buy me one of those american chocolates. but no, it would brain wash me in settling in the U.S. permanently..so no foreign chocolates,,"beta, yeah poppins lele.. its big n colourful see.." n if i refused, then he would buy Polo.. (n now dat polo is also reduced to holes of Polo..!!)News channels would make a hue-n-cry over the same..

then slowly times changed and Shops n markets in India started getting names such as "China bazaar, burma bazaar, Paris corner..." In my 6th standard, my friend once said-"My uncle bought this watch from Dubai!!" ( Cursing him, while holding the identical twin of that watch in hand!! now now..which country shud i name cuz my 6th standard geography was too weak....) n i would end up saying "My mamaji got this from china" n to prove it, i would show the back of the watch n lo- "made in China!!" (happy having used my wits..)

we accepted that it is after all not that big a sin to visit foreign lands. We started going to U.S, Australia, Malaysia, n favourite of all indians- Singapore...And we became so advanced that we would visit Singapore just to shop in the annual sale that had gained world wide popularity..

And then started this boasting and showing off spree.. Below are a few characteristics of a typical Indian who returns from America.. (in descending order of observance)

17. Uses Nope for No and Yep for Yes.

16. Tries to use credit card in road side hotel.

15. Drinks and carries mineral water and always speaks of health conscious.

14. Sprays deo such so that he doesn't need to take bath.

13. Sneezes and says 'Excuse me'.

12. Says "Hey" instead of "Hi".
Says "Yogurt" instead says "Curds".
Says "Cab" instead of "Taxi".
Says "Candy" instead of "Chocolate".
Says "Cookie" instead of "Biscuit".
Says " Free Way " instead of "Highway".
Says "got to go" instead of "Have to go".
Says "Oh" instead of "Zero", (for 704, says Seven Oh Four Instead of Seven
Zero Four)

11.Doesn't forget to crib about air pollution. Keeps cribbing every time he steps out.

10. Says all the distances in Miles (Not in Kilo Meters), and counts in Millions. (Not in Lakhs)

9. Tries to figure all the prices in Dollars as far as possible (but deep down the heart multiplies by 43 times).

8. When need to say Z (zed), never says Z (Zed), repeats "Zee" several times, if the other person unable to get, then says X, Y Zee(but never says Zed)

7. Makes fun of Indian Standard Time and Indian Road Conditions.

6.. Tries to complain about any thing in India as if he is experiencing it for the first time.

5. Pronounces "schedule" as "skejule", and "module" as "mojule".

4. Looks suspiciously towards Hotel/Dhaba food.

3. From the luggage bag, does not remove the stickers of Airways by which he traveled back to India, even after 4 months of arrival.

2. Takes the cabin luggage bag to short visits in India, tries to roll the bag on Indian Roads.

Ultimate one:
1. Tries to begin conversation with "In US ...." or "When I was in US..."

After such show offs, when it is time to chat with a friend online, I get this reply..

Me: "Hey how was your Malaysia trip??? :) "

Him: "well.. shreeeenuuu, it was sorta ok.. :( Sydney was better you know"

Me: oh!! (wondering any place could be better than thanjavur! n wat difference does it make.. sydney, malaysia.. all seems d same to me.. out of INDIA!!)

Him: I went to Singapore and then to Malaysia.. thats y I did not like it.. :(

Me: oh.. but I tot it was nice to be there you know.. But my favourite is Paris.. Would love to go there once..

Him : Yeah, i had been to paris last summer after visiting my cousin in Egypt.. We planned to visit Switzerland because it was near it..

Me: heyy, i know geography..(trying to convince dat i improved after 6th standard!!)

Him: Yeah yeah.. have been there too..

Me: !@#$%^& (guess mine is better!!)

But yeah.. having said everything, i am sure about one thing.. Technology has advanced so much that we sit and chat and roam around the world in "Just 5 mins" :)

what the #?@%!!

yesterday evening had finished my work earlier than usual and was leaving... This Phd student, lets call him perve, well out of all names why this, just read on, took me wanted to eat cutlet and wanted me to accompany him. I was hungry too so i went along. There is famous cutlet shop here in katra and perve took me there. It was so hot so we ate outside wanted to avoid the heat inside. there were two girls who finished and were leaving the shop. Me being a gentleman( a bet there'll be lots of debate for this) paved way for them to leave b moving back. But perve dint do the same. He kept standing there. No place for the girls to move so they gently moved away but but while doin so, perve's hand just rubbed with the girl's and created more friction than necessary.. The girl got furious , obviously which Indian girl wudnt, started to lambaste him.. perve behaved as if he dint know what happended... This girl shouted back sayin she'll slap and tat his senses would be back... Guess what happened.... perve got pissed and went for her neck.. he started to strangle her and the girls were shocked.. More than them i was shocked.. I mean i hvnt seen such a thing in my entire life.. i have seen men beating up girls but that was due to the effect of alcohol... here this guy was in his senses but behaved like a psycho... He started to strangle her... the other girl started to dial emergency police number... the shopowner then intervened and stopped him... He then apologised to the girl and told them to leave... This perve on the other hand started jutifying his actions to the owner and i was shocked... i mean fightin verbally is fine but trying to strangle is way out of the limits.. Those girls infact dint leave.. they stood three shops away and were staring at perve.. One hell of an experience...

Share Autos

People use shareautos here for travelling. its the best way of commuting from one place to another.. its cheap and you can get down in the place of your choice too. so i too use for travellig to civil lines where i can buy my weekly food stock and shop too. but my experiences in shareautos are worth mentioning. the first time i went was pathetic. there were more people than the seat capacity. we sat there lik abducted hostages, so congested. at some times they were drunkards and at times or rather most times ppl who chew pan were next to me. They strongly smell of pan and its so nauseating. its mixed with cigarette or beedi smell and i cant stand it.. so i thought it will be better sitting in the front... In the front, one has to sit next to the driver.. two can be accomodated. the most unluckiest it the middle one... the auto gear will be between his legs and so the driver has to push it and use it... GOD!! its so close to your private jewels.. and you wont know when the gear knob wil hit your knobs.. that was the last time i sat there... i can bear the nauseating foul smell than the invasion of my .... well u kno wat!!
if u are lucky enuf you will get autos which has no speakers and so no loud music... once when i was returning to my hostel from civil lines i sat in an auto where songs were being played. i thought it would be pleasant to listen to songs and sit.. as soon as the auto started de driver increased the volume, he increased the volume so high that it resounded in the entire road. somthin was wrong with the tape i guess, the music and the singing was not in resonance. it sounded like thundering logs. My head was on a ride... I couldn bear it so got down a stop before.

what a MESS!

I am talking about my hostel mess in international hostel... at first i was not aware that it was optional. I thought it was compulsory and i paid cash immediately cos i had to eat the same i joined. I hated the mess, i mean it was where all these people in the hostel started throwin weird looks at me and start askin my details and where i am from. So it was weird for me to go mess and eat. So always i went at 8 sharp and ate so that i could avoid all the stares and questions... And the food not to mention was watery.. they gave roti everytime and some dal which was so watery... it was like eating roti dipped in water.. as days went i got used to it.. at some days they give custard or jamuns.. have to mention that the custard is awesum.. they serve it hot and its a delicacy for the students here..... there is also an option between paneer and chicken..
And the ppl became friendly... have such funny discussions and they keep pulling each others leg and teasing and if there's any new girl joined in their batch, then there is this detail analysis of her.. sometimes if tey dont have any discussions then they talk about chennai. I must tell you these ppl love chennai. I was quite surprised.. i thought they'll critise saying madrasi and comment, but i was completely taken aback when they said they liked the way food is served in banana leaf and the fact that bus conductors understand hindi. Everyone started to say about their experience in chennai.. infact quite a few learned some new tamil sentences from me... hilarious the way they pronounce the words...

Good Bye King of Pop!!

As i had previously mentioned i went to watch Michael Jackson's memorial... It took place at Staples centre, LA... What an event... MJ wud never had dreamt of such a farewell to him.. hoardes of ppl were standing outside the centre and watchin it in on large screens.. Thank god there is TV here in the hostel so i cud catch it live on BBC... It started with bringin his coffin to the centre by his brothers... Smokey gave a speech and read messages from Nelson Mandela and others who cudnt make it... Songs by Mariah carey, Jennifer Hudson, Jermaine Jackson, Shaheen Jafargoli... followed by speeches from Brooke Shields n Queen Latifah n Shiela n Marther Luther King III followed by kobe bryant... it was amazing.. wonderful coordination... surprisingly the media dint show any footage of the "Wacko Jacko" but instead came united to send him the warmest of all farewells which will be marked in history....

Although i wasnt a great fan of his music, my bro was... He used to listen to it everytime and i was forced to listen... and thanks to him.. I started loving it.. i mean Thriller, Bad and Dangerous was the best according to me... i can still hear Dangerous and its music even now.. .. Thanks to Michael, he cumpletely revolutionized Pop and brought ppl of all color, race and ethnicity together.... I cannot forget the days where my bro n myself would watch his moonwalk and wud try to imitate the same, well neither of us got it.... My bro loved his Blood on the dance floor album and would keep hummin the lyrics.. well now im singing it " Susie got ur number and susie aint your friend... Look who took you under with seven inches in... Blood is on the dance floor blood is on the knife" Unforgettable..... twas a spectacular service and ppl were glued to their TV sets...one thing i must say is the way Usher sang.. i guess its the best he has done till date despite having hit records.. In the end all the living legends came to the rostrum and sang "Heal the world"..
Got goosebumps... Amazing.... later Jermaine and Jason conveyed their love to MJ... they broke down completely.... The one thing which made me cry was Paris Jackson... She said "Ever since i was born he has been the best daddy i can ever imagine....i just wanna i love you so much" and she started to weep.. Janet hugged her and consoled.. that little child made the world to weep even more.. It meant so much to her..Finally the greatest memorial came to an end... No matter if he is dead, his songs will always be listened to and he'll never ever be forgotten.... He is the King of Pop..

Day to remember!!

I guess this will be one of the days that ll definuly remember as days passes.... The starting was just as any other day... got up late cos had watched a movie de previous nite and twas about vampire blood and werewolves so cudn resist watchin it.. So had to rush to the lab the next day.. On reaching the lab, well power failure.... power cuts are from 10 to 1 here but there wasnt power when i reached lab... gone... i thought " wat a wonderful start".... Cudnt do a thing without the power so had to wait till then.. sharp 2 o clock the power came and started rushing with my work cos had to attend a Bhajan in the evening cos twas Guru purnima... phew record break!! Four and a half hours of continuos work.. practically dint even take a sec to catch my breath... later rushed to my room to get ready for the Bhajan... well sir, sir here refers to a Phd student, told me he will pick me so i dint bother to ask any details about the venue of the Bhajan.... so he took me to the Hanuman temple which was supposed to be the venue as per sir's knowledge.... There was no bhajan there albeit there was sumthin goin in the temple so went inside to see... but someone was giving a discourse on Indian ethics and some crap lik that.. I mean cmon... we are in generation next where ppl watch Madonna's divorce instead of news on Iraq war or Chinese stampede.... well i so wished my Math sir was here.. he would flown to Heaven directly by hearing this guys speech.. He was so articulate and exaggerating about India and its ethics....

Despite becoming late tried called Proffy to know where the venue was.. But his fone switched OFF... Okay so this is the time to go out and we left for civil lines which is the best place here in this town.. oops sorry, City........ A very famous sweet stall called Kamadhenu opened its door for us and had lassi.... wanted to go up and sit and taste all the sweets cos this was the first time i went there... whenever i go there i.e on sundays ppl just throng the place and i dont feel lik gettin in cos it becomes nauseating... but the top place was closed for renovation work... Sir told me he'll take me to the best place which makes Pani puri... well my mouth started waterin.. as soon as we reached the place we hurried cos there were lots of ppl... i was waiting for some guy who took 10 min to finish eating his pani puri.. next was my turn and guess wat , the puri got over and so had to take some tomato chat which dey call here as Tikiya... just took 2 small spoons and i started to Hiccup... seriously twas that hot that i kept Hiccupin till i reached my place..... at this time i have to somethin funny... thanks to Hiccups it reminded me of my frnd DA who always gets hiccups during class hours... she gets it continusly and our crazy gang starts laughin... even if she drinks water it wont subside for her.....well she's one of a kind!!

Later came to my room and wanted to charge my fone cos it had zero charge... but my charger wasnt workin.. i have already scrwed up ma fone's pin so using a external universal charger and now this too has gone... went to a telecom stores and got another one.. i tot day is over so i can go and study for GRE... but there was no power.. completely fed up with this sporadic power cuts.. so just made a turn and went into Mumfordganj... i wanted to drink mango juice.. i mean i just got the urge to drink it and was so desparate to get hold of it.. well all the shops were closed or rather on the verge of shuttin the shutter... so cycled around for sometime and came back... went to ma room and kept for charge and i left to watch MJ's funeral.....

lets play doctor doctor..

If I ask you about one thing that terrifies you when you visit a doc, what would it be??? no prizes for guessing.. it is obviously the "Injection".. we tamilians call it "oosi" n hindi for it is "sooi".. ever wondered why the two "oo's" come together???..) well it is probably because that's the sound you make "before" the nurse inserts it in you.. :ooooo :)

i have had many injections in life and i cant forget the 2 most wonderful experiences.. when i was in 6th standard, the nurse came.. fortunately it was not the vodafone incident!! but unfortunbately, i was not grown up enough to enjoy her either!!! she came and spoke to me sweetly & i did not realise the pain while she was injecting that medicine... because i was engrossed in staring her legs...(man!! white socks n white shoes were too extra white n clean !! why cant my mom wash mine like that!!! n i looked up at my mom who was tensed ..well.. she might have read my expression i guess!!) now i regret missing the fun part i could have had with her ;)...

The 2nd most memorable incident happened at Aarogyashala.. trust me .. when i left, all i could read was "ayogyashala!"..the most common funda followed while injecting is "to talk".. the best way to divert the patient!!!

Now being a health conscious person, i went to the doctor in the campus with headache..

i had to wait for almost an hour for the doctor but i did not mind that.. now i was grown up enough to flirt with nurse there.. ;) i tried to push my luck by asking her to give me injection & lied that the pain was unbearable.. she smiled her innocent smile n i won !!! :) finally the doctor came n

Me: Sir, i have severe head ache..

Doc: hmmm.. tell me where is your stomach?

me: ugh!!! (clutched my belly like a kid to show where it is!! where else do you expect it to be man???)

Doc: any other problem

Me: well .. i feel a bit nauseating..

Doc: lay down there, i need to check..

Me: ( is something really serious?? i have a headache..why did he take out the injection??? oh yeah i persuaded the nurse.. but she should enter now.. pls god pls!!!)

Doc: which department are you in?

Me: "Bio"... aaaaaaaaarggggg..( he inserted it) ..."tech" (well 2 dissapointments.. he inserted it.. n it pained like hell!!)

Doc: See it dint pain.. thats y i asked you about your dept..( still struggling with the injection while the needle was doing hip hop in my bum!!)

Me( writhing in pain!)

Doc: by the way which dept did u say??

Me: ( wondering if he is deaf!) "bio".... shit..aaaargh (he inserted it again!!). "tech".. ( 2 dissapointments again.. he was the one to do it again.. n .. the medicine dint get into my system the previous time!!)

Doc: See it must not have pained you.. i know :) thats y we ask your departments... :)

Me.. (dizzied all the more with pain!!)

Doc: Nurse..

Me: (face lit up.. :) :) :) )

Doc: Why isnt the injection working.. see.. i am unable to inject the medicine.

Me: :O @#$%^&$#@ ( was he playing doctor doctor with me?? well.. i dint like the game !!!)

Nurse: (weakly smiling at me..) which department are you in??

me: (why god why ???.. why me of all ppl??) pls do it soon "sister"!!! ....

i went inside pressing my head n came out clutching my bum... :( ofcourse.. the pain in my head went off.. (when you have a greater pain, you forget the lesser one!!!)

Moral- never ever lie to any nurse... &... call them sister, no matter hw much you flirt!!!!!

Lizards!!

I completely dedicate this blog to those who hate or rather get freaked out when they look at a lizard...... They are de most creepiest of all the creatures Mother Earth has created... the unpleasant part is when u try to chase it, it leaves it tail behind and my dear friend, u should see the way the tail dances... very creepy...
Lemme tell you from where did i get this feeling towards lizards... Thanks to my mum, she passed her irrational fears to me, the way she screams when she spots a lizard, she can make the opera singer run for her money. So there is this tiny dark lizard in my room.. im completely fed up with it.. i seriosly dunno how to get rid of it... there is no desk or shelves in my room.. so i gotto keep all my stuff on the floor.. so whenever i need to take somethin from the bag, this damn thing comes running out and i end up chasin it for the next 10 mins atleast... i even speak to it and beg for it to leave but nothin, nothin can chase the lizard out. Once i was so damn annoyed so i took a broom and pushed it way down the ground floor.... Phew!! the joy i got from it, fantastic.... but, but when i came to room durin lunch time i saw it crawling under the chair.. i could literally hear it sayin " such a loser you are"... oh man! wat to do now...
Time for revenge .It was gettin late for my lab so i grabbed my laptop bag and this evil thing ran out.... "what the *&^%" what happenend to its tail?? bloddy hell, it left its tail in the bag and ran... this was the thing that i was dreading.... the tail was twisting and turning and YUCK!!!
i wonder why species like these get to leave instead of beautiful animals like koala bear or cheetah or white tigers... survival of the fittest(i wonder why its not survival of the prettiest!!) guess shrini you'll have an answer for it...

Work!!

well it would be totally unfair if i dont tell anything about the lab in which i work. Its called the biological product lab and its one of the sophisticated lab with all the necessary equipments. On my first day sir( Head's junior) instructed us and told us as to what was there in the lab. He was strict and infact i got pretty scared and thought i really had to do work but only later did i realise that he's such a Bindaas sir....he's so damn jovial and comments about everythin and anythin.. infact on many occasions he has got us kachori and samosas along with either lassi or frooty. By the way, 2 more phd students, boy :( and a gal ;) are working along with me and its so fun workin with them. The way they speak and pull each others leg and the kinda arguement... waah its simply a treat to watch.. the only problem i face is that of transportation... i hv to use cycle or richshaws... If the senior (who's room abuts mine) is there, den i get to take his cycle.. otherwise i become the victim of the fleecing rickshaw wallas.. anyway now i hv become smart to outwit them and go on by bargaining them and eat their brains.... infact i love doin it!!
so wats go great in lab?? well wat to i hv to say, we have coffee maker, aquaguard, fridge, oven, can make tea too.... so whenever we need a break we got everythin tat refreshes us... some senior or the other will sponsor any snacks which we devour lik crazy pigs which hasnt seen food in long time.. we have our own space with computers and ac's and shelves and printers to scanner...
otherwise have loads of work and pretty hectic and infact they make me use my brain..

Differences

Well im getting used to the place, Allahabad, seat of knowledge and University of Allahabad fondly called oxford of East!!!! the campus is spread the entire city and i gotto use cycle to go from one place to another... the one thing that i hate about this place is the HEAT..... its so damn hot, ofcouse poeple here are accustomed to it but lemme tell you, its so hard for me to acclimatize....
an interesting thing is that there are a lot of kenyans here.... i met this guy here, kenyan named KT.... and yes ofcurs, he's doin his BA here .. he shared some of his experience.....and let me tell u, twas funny. during the first few days when he had come here, he spotted an elephant on the streets and started to scream and began to run, so lookin at him people on the streets were puzzled and asked him why he's runing? to which he replied tat elephants are wild and he dint wana die.. ppl started laughin and told him tat elephants are tamed in India... hmm wat can i say " welcome to india"..... my other friend here told me that he had done the same thing when he saw a buffalo( the best part is KT pronounces it as boofaloes).......
one thing i need to mention is the people here..... they are so friendly and helpful.... students in the hostel came to my room and enquired if im comfortable ... i was so damn touched by the fact that they were so bothered.... hope it remains the same
as i said Maharaj takes leave on sunday and that's why mess doesn function on that day.... btw maharaj is the main cook in mess here.... wat a irony, his name n work
i needed to buy a lot of stuffs so KT took me to civil lines where all the allahabadi posh shops, hotels, stores can be found.... so first stop was big bazaar and i never thought dis place has anythin other than the roadside tasty chat corners n local kiosks..... well good for me
so there was i, happily lost myself in de shop and emptied my pockets.... and then another shock, guess wat theres McDonalds here.....

well one thing i learnt is " dont underestimate any place"..... i must say im indeed happy. guess next month ll eat out instead of mess .....

Those telepathic conversations with mom...

Today a family friend of ours visited.. well, this family was my dad's old friend's family (they were room mates when they were bachelors) n it was great to see them after so many years.. Although i remember their names but i had forgotten their faces and was looking forward to meet this family..

Before their arrival, i had an arguement with mom over the no. of kids they had.. i was sure that it was more than one.. (c'mon, happy families comprise of 2 kids for sure!! n this was a happy family!) but mom was stubborn that they had only one son.. As a part of tamil tradition, we should gift each member of the family when they visit your house for the first time with their family.. n mom purchased for the 3 of them.. what happened later is another story.. but i won the bet.. they had an eight year old daughter too :) :) n that's when i had a victorious grin across my face when this cute girl stepped out off the car!! Now here i had this telepathic conversation with mom-(" See i told you he is not going to use it the second time he did it!! n here is the result, the small girl hopping towards you!!! ;) ) n mom answered back telepathically ( "hmmpfff..well, i thought that he was not dumb like your father, but i guess they are the same birds that flock together!!) n she turned her face to recieve the guests with the broadest smile..

the kids were totally exhausted after their travel and the girl just couldn't resist but lie down flat on the soft, cushiony bed in the hall.. n that's where me n mom noticed the telepathic convy b/w the girl n her mom.. She lied back n looked at her mom...n her mom says it- (" how many times have i told you to behave when we go to someone's house..now get up..") n there went her eyebrow from flat to a mountain shaped structure and the eyes popping out of the socket!! the girl replies with a pleasing expression & crescent shaped eyes with head touching the shoulders, ( " pleaeaease mom.. the car gave me so many bumps.. pls.. just one time.. i will get up in 5 minutes!!) n her mom replies with her flaring nose n gritting teeth which made the girl jump up and sit straight..

Now my goody-two-shoes mom understands these things .. had she understood it when i was 8, i would have been a spoilt brat by now.. she goes to the girl and tries to be friends with her n makes her feel comfortable.. the girl lies down back with a smile across her face, still the eyes questioning mom on what to do..n her mom tilts her head to convey the msg-("ok you can lie down now!!)

trust me, only moms have this ability of telepathy and they induce it in us.. i remember going to a friends house with mom and they served us Lays chips.. being a piggy mouth, i couldnt resist but pick the chips.. that's the first telepathic conversation i had with mom.. At first i didnot look at her, but then she pinched me and i saw her eyes..oh mann, they were out of the socket and i thought she will eat me raw if i ate that.. again, the teeth were gritted and i placed that back on plate with all my fear..i had goosebumps without knowing what goosebumps were!!! n the next instant, she calmed down with her back relaxed & eyes in their normal place..

I still wonder how many mom's have such conversation with kids?? and how many suceed in understanding those things.. At the end of the day when they were leaving, i wanted to see what mom would do.. She gave pant-shirt piece to the the father and their son, a salwar suit to the mom.. n for the girl... she gave another salwar suit piece.. i forgot that mom has a godown full of salwa stocks!!.. n she looked at me to say-(" i still dint loose it baby..afterall i am your mother " n winks ;) ) with a wicked smile she turned around to bid adieu to the guests.. n i sighed, "all is well that ends well!!"

We had so many telepathic conversations, like

Me: mom, for christs sake, what colour is she wearing!!

Mom: She belongs to your fathers side.. no wonder it runs in their blood!!

Me: (a nod) yeah yeah.. (with a forced smile towards the relative!)

n then while buying a fancy mp3 palyer, ( the shopkeeper had brain washed me in picking that piece)

Mom: ( nodding in denial) dont pick that.. you will regret!

Me: Oh pls mom, you dont know how trendy it is.. i like it..

Mom: (shrugs) your wish..

the player did not last for more than a week!!!!

n no wonder mom also penetrates my mind like Severus snape did to Harry potter..

Mom: did you kiss a girl???

Me: $#@&!!*(!!!! :o

& the journey continues...

as i said proffy came sharp at 6 to pick me up.........Dad had come come along with me so went to the Sangam directly, place whr 3 holy rivers ganga, yamuna and . . . . . . , well i dunno de third one.... wow awesome view from dere.... there's a bridge here which's exaclty like hoogly one in kolkata, its not tat big but stillworth mentionin.....
Took fotos and den directly came to the so called international hostel( but there's nothing international about it) .... i dint get a room, had to stay in a phd scholar's room..... thank god...
ppl here are so damn nice..... They came to me, introduced themselves, spoke for some time and really i must say i was shocked... i thought ppl will be rude and unruly here but ... whoa one plus point........
let me come to de point, the benefits of being in this hostel

• no breakfast( i get so hungry earlyin de mornin)
• again , mess wont work on sunday (im gonna die)
• my lab is 3 kms from my hostel, so gotto walk....
• room's right below the terrace so its damn hot(blistering heat)
• MOSQUIToES.... infact im just using just 1 hand now, other one's buzy scratchin and trin to keep mosquitoes off

to be frank the list goes on, but as u all know living life is not easy... so instead of being finiky im takin it easy and its just an experience though.....

well comin to the most interesting part, ppl here speak proper UP hindi and find it very difficult to follow.... my gaaawwwddd!!! twas so damn difficult to converse with the auto drivers and shopkeepers.... and english, trust me you'll forget your english if you listen to them speaking... and i gotto speak hindi with them.... for the record, i make lots of mistakes and become the butt of all jokes..... anyway its different kinda fun... I know shrini u'll be laughin ur arse off now....

just convincing myself by sayin " just 2 months" , den home sweet home
so lets see as to what's in store for me........

The Journey!!!

Had to board train at 5 30pm but wat can i say, Indian railways do they maintain the timings??? well the train started only at 5 40, anyway 10 min not a big deal.............
Btw if u r wondering as to where im goin....... well, i have got a fellowship in university of Allahabad, so gotto be there for two months and finish a project sort of thing... so gettin to the point, train journeys are boring plus im travelling for nearly 35 hrs so imagine.... so i got down to de job of observing everyone in my coach.... i had booked in an ac coach so u can imagine the kind of sophisticated wanna be crowd... after travelling for long time in he train, finally Nagpur stop came.
Ppl got down to stretch and flux their legs n arms.... there was this one particular japanese lady called hirukogomoto or sumtin(its hard to even pronounce their names)..... she started doin doin sum sort of exercise, she was bending down, came up, den down, den up.... for de ppl there twas practiclly visual treat for them, they started to luk n oh maaann, she became de eye candy for them..... meanwhile i went to a restaurant callen cumsim, aweome chat, burgers, sandwichs, so spent abt 100 bucks and went bak to de train......... well the rest of the journey was just boring cos i had nothin to do and was waiting to reach allahabad junction.......
As i said after 35 hrs i reached junction and moreover earlyin the mornin ( 3:30am), phew was practically sleep derived, wish the train got delayed..... but wat to do!!!!
had to wait in the station till 6.... a professor had told me tat he'll pick me up so happily waited in de waiting room..... proffy came sharp at 6.........

Oops..its the window seat again!!!

I travelled to trichy today to get back my lap top.. i had given it for servicing but unfortunately, the jouney turned out to be fruitless.. i returned empty handed.. it was a complete waste of time.. Well, the journey to trichy is roughly 1 and half houlrs from my home. While sitting in the bus, i made sure i dont occupy the window seat today!! but when i was returning back, i thought it would be silly to have this phobia.. afterall i have been sitting near the window since my childhood n just one incident in my adulthood shouldnot snatch away my sentimental attachment to the window seat.. thus, thinking about it, i boldly sat near my usual window seat and made sure that i dont have any tobacco spitter before me.. (i sat near the entrance of the bus).. now feeling happy about avoiding any sort of oddities, i sat with a triumphant smile on my face and enjoyed the scenic beauty outside.. but to my horror, the bus got crowded at the very next stop. Usually ladies enter from the front gate of bus and the gents from the back.. A lady with a cute little girl entered the bus..

Being a very good person at heart, i offered to help the lady and she gave her daughter to me.. she sat on my lap but kept crying.. i love kids and i just love to handle them and manage to bring smile on their face.. so i started talking to this crying baby.. After knowing her name (which was "Angel") i started my conversation that i usually have with every kid..she was wearing a pink frock with a white rose on it.. i praised the dress for sometime which distracted her from her crying.. like a baby i asked her where did she buy the beautiful dress from??.. and came the instantaneous reply- "From shop!!!" ( god, i did not know that dresses are sold in shops!).. so i asked her about the shoes that she wore.. I asked her where did she buy the shoes from ( expecting the answer to be "From shop" again ) but this time she replied- " Mom bought it".. so i asked her where did SHE buy them from, n thi

s kid replied-"ask my mom!" .. end of conversation. i thought i would continue it if she would have answered-"from shop" again, so that i could confuse the kid between the shoe shop and the dress shop.. but Nooo.. the kids are getting smarter these days..

After sometime, i could sense that the girl was about to cry again as she started making her twisted moves to get down my lap.. to distract her, i started showing her the shops on the roadside.. the flower shop, the shoe shop, the fruits & vegis shop n came the series of wine shop.. i kept mum for the time being.. this girl did not pay attention to the shops i had been showing her till now but promptly saw outside when i didnot say anything.. "What are these??" , she asked me pointing towards the series of TASMAC bars that were on the roadside.. i was wondering what to say (gicing pressure to my nervous system and all my neurons) and i replied, "Shops!" without any further explanation.. A smirk on my face for having been victorious to the wits of the kid!.. 

My lap has a magic.. whoever sits on it sleeps for sure..(even the laptop slept & thats why i had to give it for servicing!).. dont worry, they dont sleep forever..this girl slept on my cozy lap with a smile across her face.. i felt triumphant for the third time in bus( making a crying kid comfortably sleep on your lap is a victorious thing!) ..i laid back and started wondering about the future of this girl.. will she be a doctor? an engineer? an ordinary woman? or.... will she be the dirty lady whom i encountered yesterday!!! i was imagining this girl's teeth stained red with tobacco and drooling red fluid on

 my pants.. i did not finish imagining it when i felt warm.. 

it was the warmth given by the girl.. i could feel the warmth getting warmer and warmer with time and suddenly i realised that it was indeed the warmth given by "Angel".. in the form of piss!!!.. now i felt cooler and cooler with the wind blowing hard from the entrance door.. ever wondered why people dont stand at the entrance when you desperately want them to?? i was cursing myself for not getting up before my stop ... i handed over the girl to her mother and she occupied my place..

i got down at my stop with my wet pant.. i was walking towards my house with a dilemma.. should I ever sit in the window seat again??? and i decided yes.. atleast to share the incidents on the blog.. what do you say ;) ???

Moral- get up a few minutes before your stop comes..

Snaky flavored Chicken!!!

have you ever wondered how a snake bitten chicken will taste.... well if u really wanna taste it, then you gotto head to Guangdong(southern china).... the whole process starts by taking a snake and makin it bite a chicken(gawd!!! poor chicken)... den the chicken to cooked up at high temperatures.... wat abt the poison in the snake??? well to detoxify the poison, the chicken is cooked at high temperatures.. this turns the snake toxin into an enzyme which helps to keep the human blood warm and clears the blood vessels... people there have been queing up for eating the dish, infact it has become the most favorite dish and sells lik pancakes.... i being a total veg feel so damn bad for the chicken that's being killed by immersing it in hot water and to top it, they kill it by a poisonous snake and eat it.
i dunno how they get all these weird ideas .... why dont dey poison demselves and start eating their own flesh... leave the animals alone... well i wont be surprised if they do tat ..ppl there eat everythin, i mean everythin....

looking inside the window...

I love travelling in bus, especially in Tamil Nadu. I like to view the green land with paddy and i enjoy the cold wind hitting my face. I always prefer sitting near the window. But i learnt a biiiiig lesson today. . .

well. .  I have to travel in bus daily. My college is 20 minutes away from my home but i dont get window seat on my way to college. If my stars are at the zenith, then i manage to enter the bus and get sandwiched between many people. My nose is extremely sensitive & early in the morning, my olfactory gland gets mute to this weird combination of different deo sprays (brut,akx,park ave...blabla) , smell of drool n sweat, n in worst cases it has a typical vomit smell indicating that the guy standing next to me had boozed a lot the previous night but dint brush n bathe in the morning!!!! So i manage to reach college (successfully spoiling the crease on my pants n soiling my shoes. :) ) 

Many things happen on the way to college and one thing made me wonder today. it is semester hols now, so the bus was not crowded. I got my favourite window seat today n at the next stop the bus got filled & a lady 'A' entered ( trust me, nobody can be dirtier n freakin illiterate than her!!) her teeth stained red with the paan n tobacco.. she gave me a stare to leave my seat for her.. i pretended not to understand that n left the issue (but what i did not realise was the blow i was about to get!). 

The seat before mine was occupied by a man and a decent woman ;) this lady asks the man to swap places so that she could sit in that 3 seater. this made me wonder.. why cant ladies sit next to a man or a boy. the other day i faced the same thing with a 60 year old lady who denied to sit next to me. (God!! i cant even imagine to touch her, pinching n harassing was out of question!!!) it is strange that ladies here are very conservative.  so coming back to this lady 'A'.. one thing popped up my perverted mind.. what if the lady was a lesbian??? i pitied the decent woman in my next thought.. :( but my dirty mind raised another question.. ;) What if the decent woman was also a lesb??? ( even if she was, she wont prefer such a dirty partner!!) yeah, this question has been nagging me for quite a long time. many times, ladies or even gents insist on sitting next to the same gender to avoid discomfort. i want to ask, "what will happen if the person with whom they insist to sit, turns out to be a homosexual??" (now the harassment will be more than u can ever imagine.. n worst of all, the trouble is invited by the seeker of the seat!!!)

leaving apart my perverted thoughts i look at this dirty lady 'A' again thinking how hard would i have to try to get that dirty!!! she gives some weird expressions first ( the face is twisted in all directions n the tongue in her mouth is rolling as if it is enjoying a roller coaster ride!!) n then she advances near the window n... pachaaaak!!!!!!! 

the next instant i was staring at my own shirt bought at Pantaloons.. it got a new design of red and bottle green sprayed near my shoulder.. i was sitting there gritting my teeth.. i was sure that surya ( my sister) is going to kill me!! she bought it for dad but i wore it.. for the first & last time!!

Unable to shout and unable to cry, I sat there waiting for my stop which came in just few minutes.. it was my fault.. I should have stood up before my stop came.. but NO.. i wanted to enjoy the window seat a bit longer and this time i enjoyed it with an illiterate designer who gave a new outfit to me.. I got down the bus thinking if i should still occupy the window seat!!! phew..i cursed the lady..( a brahmin bramachari curse!!) that she will be harassed by a lesbian one day on window seat!!!

internet censorship in Iran...

With the advent of computer, internet was something that was much awaited to make it a perfect package for Homo sapiens(remember!! i wanted to make my posts bombastic ;p). I consider internet as one of the most essential part of life. i am not ashamed to admit that i am an internet addict. yes, i am a net addict. so what.. i need to sit online, check my mails, accounts and search for news, articles, books, n most important for me is the research journals.Also, i get an opportunity to publish blogs ( doesnt matter how many times i begin, but yeah, i atleast do it..!) I read others blog to know their point of view, post comments, interact with people. Oh yeah, interaction reminds me of social networking site like orkut, facebook etc. so internet works like a world in itself where we can relax for sometime and get the required information at our finger tips.

But imagine how life would be when all this is taken away.( i cant go to Iran to get an iranian journal!! ) yes, Iranian government has censored the internet in Iran. People are jailed if they use internet for bloggin.( i wonder what will happen if it is censored in india.. dont worry, political system is smart & going to be stable here.... hopefully!) Not only blogging, internet ban is laid on facebook, youtube,  sites related to political system, women rights, sites that allow freedom of thoughts, democracy n pornography.. In all they have curbed the human rights for everything, even enjoyment. What kind of political system is it that still follows the orthodox religious funda to curb human thoughts n rights. I respect Islam but i dont see a point where it is written to "forcefully" condemn rights. Yes, i agree that you should preserve your religion but not at the cost of torturing people!! if there is no internet, then people will definitely find themselves lagging and behind time ( now this is not the way to go back in time.. i was waiting for a time machine to be invented!!) Seriously, it is a country where people have been long suppressed, women have faced atrocities (especially girls going to school!!!) I do not understand their motive behind doing all this. to reduce Cybercrime?? well there are other ways than cutting people from internet. it is like cutting the umbilical cord of the baby before stepping in the world!!

i dont know how to express my anguish over the issue. all i can say is that i am proud & happy to be an indian.. for the first time i felt that i am a free flying bird and sensed my freedom. i can blog any no. of times i want( i mean any no. of starts!!) i can write openly about political system, i can express my thoughts, i can watch porno whenever i feel like, i can meet and make many new frenz online, chat with people to exchanmge culture... And i know i am not crossing my boundaries to offend my religion and culture.. Thanks to Indian system and thanks to our political leaders for not getting influenced by others.. JAI HIND!!!(n i mean it this time!)

always, always, always a new beginning...

hi .. :) here i am again.. to start blogging afresh.. (well i should rather say "to restart blogging for the nth time") i am wondering, if i had stuck to one blog, i would have had many posts in it.. but NO, i always start blogging and i write few posts n delete the id.( here, by "a few posts", i mean 2!!!).. so what is this blogging after all.. is it to pen down your thoughts or is it to write something good for e- readers???.. i read a lot of blogs and i like reading, but when it comes to writing, i get shaky.. i shuffle webster's and oxford dictionary to search for high bombastic words.. ( as if dat wasnt enough, i installed word web to help me out for that purpose!)... but after reading some really good blogs, i felt that it is unnecessary to show off here.. who cares what kind of english you use.. even if i commit a mistake, it is considered to be a cool way of mockery ;) . . . but main motto is to give voice to your thoughts.. ( i mean words to ur thoughts!!)

My earlier blogs always started with a dedication to mom and all the mothers on earth but now i realised that every time i start a blog i cant keep writing the same dedis..(c'mon even computers hang up if u keep burning the same content in different disks, n i m worse than a comp!) so no dedications to anyone this time.. 

ahem ahem. . . coming to "the hatke  incident of the day", we had the power cut n the reason was "DMK-congress talks failed!!!" for christ's sake what crap was that??? (but you know what.. tamilians deserve it!!) as if this wasnt enough, the cable guy had cut the line in protest.. we were wondering what we can do.. My dad went to check up with our local cable guy n saw many other outrageous people.. but that cable guy, being a staunch DMK supporter, was firm in his decision.. My dad couldnot stand it anymore.. though the electricity issue was out of our hands but this cable connection!!! he dint sense the blow coming.. all the people decided not have cable connection.. we bought tata-sky and sun direct n asked the cable guy to keep his connection.. ( that was a huge blow to him n i am wondering if DMK is going to pay compensation to its loyal supporter..!) 

Now we are sitting in house, happily watching TV at a lesser price.. but i still dont understand one thing.. should we feel happy to have taught a lesson to that cable guy or should we feel like a jack ass for having fallen to the trap laid to buy Sun direct ( which is again a DMK product if i m not mistaken!!!)  whatever it is, one thing is sure, the present governtment is sucking our blood n money but people are not realizing it.. two years later, we are again going to vote for a senseless, ruthless party n i can foresee the upcoming power cuts!!! (n the cable cuts as TV needs electricity to run yar!!)