Everybody has a rep!Good, bad...well weird.A person is known for different things in different circles sometimes.For example I recently found out something from someone in SJCE, the following snippet should some it up:
Who is he?
The same guy who doesn't get output in labs.
?!?!?!?!?
***
This 12th ,Computer Graphics, everything went right in the end.And no, I had nothing to do with it,as usual,except ofcourse take the credit for it, ass usual. Some people got angels watching over them, I realised I had one sitting behind me.Now thats a change in the wind, I hope it stays that way.
***
This "flash news" post ain't an act of laziness, but more like a way to get it all out soon. You never know, I may go on a bogging hiatus soon after this,maybe not.It definitely has nothing to do with the lack of readers(Thanks to the exams), but maybe the fact that I have exceeded the download limit by a meagre.... THREE HUNDRED MEGABYTES!!!
***
What happened this day last year on my blog or off it? Well I remember clearly, but right now, with half my mind on the members of the all new 'I wont comment on Insanity Unlimited!!!' club
and the other half on the exams tomorrow...I dunno where to go.Its been quite a day with friends coming over and its been a nice time.Messages , messages and more messages and oh yeah calls too! Mum gives me a pair o goldies , one which is already on its way, one of the reasons why I had stopped bringing them in , since last year.
Late night, and I am still not tense.I have that I-am-gonna-pull-this-off-smoothly feeling.Its a rare feeling/instinct and its always right, though it never usually holds water, it rains thunderstorms when the time comes.
I am through going through them programs once and as Kavs gives me company online through the night, I manage to take a short break between studying and revising them again,so that I can quickly sum up what happened today.Waking up at 9 today was a tall order and I did it.Tomorrow it gets taller.
***
Coming back to the 300 MB exceed, when the bill comes, I will make sure I will write my last post in a hurry before my dad can get his hands on the nearest knife/rock/bulldozer/anything.For now lemme just get some much deserved sleep.
Until next time...
La-ba-ba-ba-bow!
Wish me...for my exams ;)!
All the best to my mates.
TO Koundy, I'm happy that you got that job, Kudos!
TaTa.
Monday, 16 June 2008
Saturday, 7 June 2008
Study buddy Study
After a blink blink 6th sem, I feel like - voila.Its exams again. "Goodie goodie". I am trying hard to live up to the expectations of all close friends and family and the thought of failures scares me but fails to motivate me.
I remember the run up to 5th sem exams, I was going truly insane.All sorts of frustration stuck up my A.This time I am a more relaxed man, so relaxed that I don't even bother to make sense of what I am reading.
I was staring at a figure in the 7th page of my CN notes yesterday.I think today I was staring at the next figure.God knows what those figures were, I cant recall them.
I kept up my tradition of not blogging during exams till today.But I just realised its just a way to pretend you are busy studying .So is the process of staring at the notes at the notes for hours.
Concentration? What?What is that? Is that near Area-51 ? I'll wiki it up later.
So I just decided to come and blog about the nothingness thats going on right now. Of course, there were a few realisations:
--->I realised I am not really a morning person.
I just loved waking up because I would be served with a big glass of my elixir of life, COFFEE! , made from fresh milk.
I finally woke up at 6 today morning ( I would like to dedicate this moment to my friend,myself oh and also my alarm clock(s), reminders, family...) thats when I realised that new fact of life.
I felt like I never woke up all day.Hope fully tomorrow a better cycle will start!
--->I realised that it took exactly 5 and a half months to go from 3000 hits to 8000 hits
--->10 and a half months to go from 0 to 8000.
--->I realised I may mean a lot to a few people than I had ever expected.
--->I realised I also forget to blog about certain things and that its not just studies.
--->I also realised that
*terms and conditions apply
I remember the run up to 5th sem exams, I was going truly insane.All sorts of frustration stuck up my A.This time I am a more relaxed man, so relaxed that I don't even bother to make sense of what I am reading.
I was staring at a figure in the 7th page of my CN notes yesterday.I think today I was staring at the next figure.God knows what those figures were, I cant recall them.
I kept up my tradition of not blogging during exams till today.But I just realised its just a way to pretend you are busy studying .So is the process of staring at the notes at the notes for hours.
Concentration? What?What is that? Is that near Area-51 ? I'll wiki it up later.
So I just decided to come and blog about the nothingness thats going on right now. Of course, there were a few realisations:
--->I realised I am not really a morning person.
I just loved waking up because I would be served with a big glass of my elixir of life, COFFEE! , made from fresh milk.
I finally woke up at 6 today morning ( I would like to dedicate this moment to my friend,myself oh and also my alarm clock(s), reminders, family...) thats when I realised that new fact of life.
I felt like I never woke up all day.Hope fully tomorrow a better cycle will start!
--->I realised that it took exactly 5 and a half months to go from 3000 hits to 8000 hits
--->10 and a half months to go from 0 to 8000.
--->I realised I may mean a lot to a few people than I had ever expected.
--->I realised I also forget to blog about certain things and that its not just studies.
--->I also realised that
LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL!!!*
*terms and conditions apply
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Life bindaas
Thursday, 29 May 2008
Aspirations 2020
With some interest and lots of luck me and Benne Batta (BB- not to be mistaken for any other abbreviation ) make it into Aspirations 2020 for a general quiz, which is pretty much certain as far as, we all knew , we would go.From then onwards it was just a roadtrip to Blore where the fest would be held.
An entire bus full of friends, quite an insane gang , all qualified for different events, sleepy eyed but still insane enough left Mysore at 5:30 something after the ever late lecture-in-charge failed to make it on time.
Breakfast at 9. We had to wipe our plates with tissue paper about 3 times, just because everyone were doing it and finally we realised that those plates were originally PURE WHITE as against the light brown we had assumed it to be.
What happens next is the crowning moment of our Blore Roadtrip. We are talking about horror movies and all sorts of nail biters, Rubs doesnt seem very amused , so,I ask Rubs if she would be scared if I go 'Boo!' and I get a big laugh and a bigger no!
Our quiz goes pretty much okie dokie with every single answer being "on the tip of my tongue" and yet failing to drop onto the paper below.So much for the team name of NaXatra (Marketing they call it) , cause at the end of the quiz we were just seeing stars.
Lunch at 2, perhaps!
More wiping, hey come on, it generates quite an apetite for the lunch that awaits.
Or maybe GAT thought of an "Earn ya lunch" concept!God knows.
Finals later...NIE storms through and ends up with 115 in all.The second placed team is at 10 in while the 3rd place team is on -5
TEA & SNACKS!
I had two coupons, which meant I could have the awesome heavenly cake twice! But then there was the super stale samosas from yesteryears that I had to make sure would reach someone's belly.National waste to throw it away you see!
I managed to find a taker, and it was gone in 60 seconds.But wait, the story doesnt end there...
Looks like not too many digged the idea of munching on fossil Samosas so there were a lot of them left. Who you gonna call?
There is something stale, in the neighbourhood, who ya gonna call? Batman Batta!
*music*
I have never seen anybody gobble up so many stale anythings ever before in my life.When I heard the breaking news that Batta had swallowed 5/6 of them , I thought it was just another exaggerated joke about Batta, amazingly enough it was true.We decided to leave Bangalore before Aaj Tak arrived with TV Cameras.
On the way home it was time for Dares!
Bull game...cause you don't win even when you win.I was asked to speak to a gal at the front for 5 minutes.Among the half a score eggheads yelling at me there, one wanted me to talk rubbish, other wanted me to talk complete sense.One wanted me to introduce myself to her, other wanted me to not do any of that.And a pretty big bunch just wanted to see me lose!
I went and started speaking to her and she was a cool gal, she was speaking well, infact she seemed like she was trying to beat me at speaking.In the end my dare was cancelled in between for (real) reasons unknown to man.The reason actually given sounded like the Noida police trying to cover up their stupid errors,
" You spoke a lot of sense"
no no " You spoke a lot of rubbish"
....no no" You didnt intro",
no no " You intro'd"
The gravity of "I wanna see you lose" campaign was realised when people who didn't even watch all started arguing that I didn't win.COME ON!! I lose in lots of things every single day...why pick on me when I actually win something! Kill joys!
The best of all was
Ofcourse after this Rubs gave her own shot at this awe inspiring game by simply cheating("Hello, this is a dare, my dare is to ask you silly questions, so can I go ahead with it?or even better just shake your head as if you are speaking, my dumb friends wont even realise the difference") , you know what they say - If ya ain't cheating, ya ain't trying!
Soon we are in Mysore and insane-o-gang head away in different directions towards home sweet home.
Disclaimer: This is a completely non-fictional story, any resemblence to characters in the article purely by reality and not at all by co-incidence.Any non-resemblence is deeply regretted and complaints are NOT welcome.Keep your verifications to your creative imaginations where I can lose every single second of your dreams.Please DO come back and read the next one ;p
An entire bus full of friends, quite an insane gang , all qualified for different events, sleepy eyed but still insane enough left Mysore at 5:30 something after the ever late lecture-in-charge failed to make it on time.
Breakfast at 9. We had to wipe our plates with tissue paper about 3 times, just because everyone were doing it and finally we realised that those plates were originally PURE WHITE as against the light brown we had assumed it to be.
What happens next is the crowning moment of our Blore Roadtrip. We are talking about horror movies and all sorts of nail biters, Rubs doesnt seem very amused , so,I ask Rubs if she would be scared if I go 'Boo!' and I get a big laugh and a bigger no!
BOO!
I haven't even seen a kangaroo jump like that before!And then I spend the next half an hour running away from a mad mad Rubs who wants to eat me alive.Well that was scarier than any horror movie and if it WAS recorded, she would never watch it!
And ofcourse, not to mention the " I'll KILL YOU" statement that is ringing in my ear as I write this blog!
And ofcourse, not to mention the " I'll KILL YOU" statement that is ringing in my ear as I write this blog!
Our quiz goes pretty much okie dokie with every single answer being "on the tip of my tongue" and yet failing to drop onto the paper below.So much for the team name of NaXatra (Marketing they call it) , cause at the end of the quiz we were just seeing stars.
Lunch at 2, perhaps!
More wiping, hey come on, it generates quite an apetite for the lunch that awaits.
Or maybe GAT thought of an "Earn ya lunch" concept!God knows.
Finals later...NIE storms through and ends up with 115 in all.The second placed team is at 10 in while the 3rd place team is on -5
TEA & SNACKS!
I had two coupons, which meant I could have the awesome heavenly cake twice! But then there was the super stale samosas from yesteryears that I had to make sure would reach someone's belly.National waste to throw it away you see!
I managed to find a taker, and it was gone in 60 seconds.But wait, the story doesnt end there...
Looks like not too many digged the idea of munching on fossil Samosas so there were a lot of them left. Who you gonna call?
There is something stale, in the neighbourhood, who ya gonna call? Batman Batta!
*music*
I have never seen anybody gobble up so many stale anythings ever before in my life.When I heard the breaking news that Batta had swallowed 5/6 of them , I thought it was just another exaggerated joke about Batta, amazingly enough it was true.We decided to leave Bangalore before Aaj Tak arrived with TV Cameras.
On the way home it was time for Dares!
Bull game...cause you don't win even when you win.I was asked to speak to a gal at the front for 5 minutes.Among the half a score eggheads yelling at me there, one wanted me to talk rubbish, other wanted me to talk complete sense.One wanted me to introduce myself to her, other wanted me to not do any of that.And a pretty big bunch just wanted to see me lose!
I went and started speaking to her and she was a cool gal, she was speaking well, infact she seemed like she was trying to beat me at speaking.In the end my dare was cancelled in between for (real) reasons unknown to man.The reason actually given sounded like the Noida police trying to cover up their stupid errors,
" You spoke a lot of sense"
no no " You spoke a lot of rubbish"
....no no" You didnt intro",
no no " You intro'd"
The gravity of "I wanna see you lose" campaign was realised when people who didn't even watch all started arguing that I didn't win.COME ON!! I lose in lots of things every single day...why pick on me when I actually win something! Kill joys!
The best of all was
" You need to know the person before itself in order to complete the dare"
WOW, you didn't tell me that Magic was involved, or time travel rather.If I knew that this dare would be thrown onto me, I would have tried to get to know her a month in advance!Ofcourse after this Rubs gave her own shot at this awe inspiring game by simply cheating("Hello, this is a dare, my dare is to ask you silly questions, so can I go ahead with it?or even better just shake your head as if you are speaking, my dumb friends wont even realise the difference") , you know what they say - If ya ain't cheating, ya ain't trying!
Soon we are in Mysore and insane-o-gang head away in different directions towards home sweet home.
Disclaimer: This is a completely non-fictional story, any resemblence to characters in the article purely by reality and not at all by co-incidence.Any non-resemblence is deeply regretted and complaints are NOT welcome.Keep your verifications to your creative imaginations where I can lose every single second of your dreams.Please DO come back and read the next one ;p
Wednesday, 28 May 2008
The bday treat
Well, best man P had his b'day on that clash of the big bdays!But luck would have it that his punk tail would fall sick on the same date.
He comes to Mysore from Kasargod through a sleepless journey and then next morning Bday boy is all gung ho about going to betta.Well waddaya know?huh!
The treat is pushed from then to later to latest because of the all important voting of mass companies thingy. Finally yesterday we do find ourselves all setup and ready and it turns out to be an eye opener...
we find out a lot of things:
1) Pramukh doesn't need to be drunk to be drunk!
Near the zoo he suddenly stops his bike , points at some dark gully , where no man has gone before and yells " I can see some light there, come on lets go there, EVERYONE COME ON"
All of us give puzzled looks and he yells again " Come on I can see some light there, lets all go there"
2) I can eat.
Well I didn't say it completely because I didn't want ya to fall off your chairs, it was actually supposed to read, I CAN EAT 7 ROTTIS.
3)Batta stomach does have an end, it does get full - occassionally.
We were expecting the owner to start crying and begging when it was decided that the treat would be at an 'all you eat' kinda place.Cause we had heard a myth that Batta can never really have a full stomach. MYTH BUSTED!
4)Hotel Siddhartha sucks!
We wait for about half an hour like cold blooded animals waiting for already dining people to leave their tables and when the moment of truth comes, we are told by the waiter with somewhat rude behaviour that there is nothing we can eat.It felt like we had come to some kind of government office for some government work!
Well, if there was any use that the hotel came to in that half an hour apart from letting me know the IPL scores was that I used their bathroom.Ofcourse that was not a great incident either what with an uncleji singing some marwari song at the top of his voice in that 8X8 restroom!
All in all...it was good, goood! Only because of drunk old P!Nothing else....cheers!
He comes to Mysore from Kasargod through a sleepless journey and then next morning Bday boy is all gung ho about going to betta.Well waddaya know?huh!
The treat is pushed from then to later to latest because of the all important voting of mass companies thingy. Finally yesterday we do find ourselves all setup and ready and it turns out to be an eye opener...
we find out a lot of things:
1) Pramukh doesn't need to be drunk to be drunk!
Near the zoo he suddenly stops his bike , points at some dark gully , where no man has gone before and yells " I can see some light there, come on lets go there, EVERYONE COME ON"
All of us give puzzled looks and he yells again " Come on I can see some light there, lets all go there"
2) I can eat.
Well I didn't say it completely because I didn't want ya to fall off your chairs, it was actually supposed to read, I CAN EAT 7 ROTTIS.
3)Batta stomach does have an end, it does get full - occassionally.
We were expecting the owner to start crying and begging when it was decided that the treat would be at an 'all you eat' kinda place.Cause we had heard a myth that Batta can never really have a full stomach. MYTH BUSTED!
4)Hotel Siddhartha sucks!
We wait for about half an hour like cold blooded animals waiting for already dining people to leave their tables and when the moment of truth comes, we are told by the waiter with somewhat rude behaviour that there is nothing we can eat.It felt like we had come to some kind of government office for some government work!
Well, if there was any use that the hotel came to in that half an hour apart from letting me know the IPL scores was that I used their bathroom.Ofcourse that was not a great incident either what with an uncleji singing some marwari song at the top of his voice in that 8X8 restroom!
All in all...it was good, goood! Only because of drunk old P!Nothing else....cheers!
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Life bindaas
Thursday, 22 May 2008
Happy birthday(s)
It's that time of the year some of my best friends' birthdays fall on the same date!
5 to be exact.So here is to wish them A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY to
Pramukh
Anush
Nikhil
Arjun
and
Abhimanyu
To Anush...Loved your party, made my day.The truckload of cake that you guys stuffed ,is still on its way down!
To Pramukh...get well soon.
Another little fact...This is also my 200th post!
5 to be exact.So here is to wish them A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY to
Pramukh
Anush
Nikhil
Arjun
and
Abhimanyu
To Anush...Loved your party, made my day.The truckload of cake that you guys stuffed ,is still on its way down!
To Pramukh...get well soon.
Another little fact...This is also my 200th post!
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Life bindaas
Wednesday, 21 May 2008
How to Stay Happy Always :)
1. I have thrown out non-essential numbers.
This includes marks,aggregates, height,weight, internet usage limits, pocket money and bike mileage.
2. I Keep only cheerful friends.
The grouches pull you down.
(Keep this in mind if you are one of those grouches!)
3. I kinda Keep learning:
Or at least I try, ok fine, I at least decide to try.
Today I learnt - Not to try stunts when you are not sure of pulling it off, especially at a crowded traffic signal!
Keep learning
'An idle mind is the devil's workshop.'
4. I Enjoy the simple things
Like a simple walk with Pluto in the neighbourhood, a zoom on the bike or watching the fish swim in my pond.
5. I Laugh often, long and loud,until I gasp for breath.
You know me!If you don't, well now you do :)
6. The tears happen:
C'mon, I can't always pretend, I got no emotions? besides, everyone seems emotional especially when you are reading their (personal) blog ;P
Learn to MOVE ON!
7 I have surrounded myself with what I love:
Family,friends, pets, music, movies,plants, hobbies, whatever.
8. Trying to cherish my health:
It ain't perfect as yet, but it will be, yeah baby!
9. I Don't take guilt trips.
I take a trip to the betta, even to college, but NOT to where the guilt is.
10. The 10th reason/rule, is THERE ARE NO RULES!!!
RUCK the FULES!!!
Finally - No rules can keep you happy, its you who can!Hakuna Matata!
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Life bindaas
Saturday, 17 May 2008
Internals
No matter how well I start,it's the same, I always seem to come back to damage-control in the end.
A vow to go past 20 in all subjects...and the great lord knows how, POOF!!,3rd internals tomorrow and I have not the faintest idea about the portions even!
A few words start ringing in your head "Last semester you had promised me you would study now?...what happened to all that meditation? didn't they help you? "
I also continue my sixth semester tradition of falling ill exactly before the internals and I begin to wonder if its a subconscious excuse NOT to study!
After careful, thought, I finally realise its because of all the dust accumulated over my text books which are finally unsettled when I decide to honour them with my gracious touch.In a nutshell , I got dust allergy and one thing seems to lead to another.
I keep thinking that I got CG tomorrow despite repeated reminders from one and all that we ain't got CG the next day!
FINE!!USP it is...hey, this is easy...
Noon IST
12.05.08
NIE
I sit to write, I write and I write...cause , it feels good to say this, I had actually studied!
But then...
I still get caught copying!
"ಏನಪ್ಪಾ ? ಕಾಪಿ ಹೊಡ್ದಿಥಾ ಇದಿಯಲ್ಲ? ಎಷ್ಟು ಮಾರ್ಕ್ಸ್ ಬಂತು? ವಾಹ್ ೭ ಮಾರ್ಕ್ಸ್ ಬಂಥ? GOOD! "
(What hot dude? ya copying..how much did ya flick, 7? thats so totally awesome dude! )
"No maam, I wrote 75% of this figure on my own "
"ಒಹ್ ಹೌದ? ರೀ ಜಯಂತ್, book ಕೊಡ್ರಿ direct -ಆಗಿ ಕಾಪಿ ಮಾಡ್ಲಿ , ಅಥವ ನೀವೇ ಅಲ್ಲಿ ಹೋಗಿ ತೊಡೆ ಮೇಲೆ ಕೂತು ಬರೀರಿ
ಹೋಗಿ! "
(Oh yeah?Hey Jayanth dude give him ya book, let the him copy from it directly,or even better, you go sit on his lap )
" ಇಲ್ಲ ಮೇಡಂ, ಇಷ್ಟು ಸಾಕು(No thanks , Im fine), I will write on my own now! "
" If you had told me earlier, I would have brought my book from home, for you to write from "
(#)The rest of the "Funny" statements made by her are truncated, cause we all get the point.
fine, that went off well anyway!
1630Hrs IST
NIE
Software Engg.
Guess what? I get caught copying!
The OS guy seems to be enjoying playing snake Xenxia on his cell phone. So we all decide to turn this into an open source fest.Pradeep sitting next to me seems to be putting Somerville to shame.
50 minuted through, I am sincerely copying with such ruthless intent , totally bent over to Pradeep's side that I fail to hear some sort of rustling sound of paper.About 30 seconds later I realise that I am actually writing on the empty bench, the rustling sound was the OS guy snatching my book from me!Cheers, this calls for roars of laughter, take a bow, now get your ass out!
Tuesday,
CG internals, 3+1+2 people show up to write...and I am asked to sit that bench far far away very close to where the teachers sit.Made sure I am atleast 3 benches away from the nearest neighbour. I write answer 2 to 3 , 3 to 4, and 5 to god knows what!
Single digit, my domain!Normalcy restored!At least I didnt get caught copying!
CN:
Better than any of the CN tests.I take a wild guess at an answer...out of nowhere, not even an educated guess and chances are that it might be the correct answer - 4 out 10 times.Great!
Wednessday
SSM: -I'm gonna write that - yeah right!
PPL(Passionate Programming Language):
I enter the room - Passionately.
Study for 20 minutes -Passionately.
Discuss - Passionately
and I do a lot more things Passionately - finally including running to another room in a floor below you and actually writing the test.
I am yet to receive the marks passionately.
Averages - within striking range!
Don't rest yet you dog...we got CG lab internals on Saturday...write record...come on get busy!
FFWD to Saturday!
Copy
copy
copy
Studied zero (no wait - 2 programs) answered in full! Thnx to the wonderful world of copying!
Amidst shouts of "Bring me your SHITS" " I want all your SHITS", " Its been one hour, so many of you still havent submitted your SHITS", I just sneak out before they realise all of us could be copying our programs from another machine on the network.
and no I didn't get caught copying!
A vow to go past 20 in all subjects...and the great lord knows how, POOF!!,3rd internals tomorrow and I have not the faintest idea about the portions even!
A few words start ringing in your head "Last semester you had promised me you would study now?...what happened to all that meditation? didn't they help you? "
I also continue my sixth semester tradition of falling ill exactly before the internals and I begin to wonder if its a subconscious excuse NOT to study!
After careful, thought, I finally realise its because of all the dust accumulated over my text books which are finally unsettled when I decide to honour them with my gracious touch.In a nutshell , I got dust allergy and one thing seems to lead to another.
I keep thinking that I got CG tomorrow despite repeated reminders from one and all that we ain't got CG the next day!
FINE!!USP it is...hey, this is easy...
Noon IST
12.05.08
NIE
I sit to write, I write and I write...cause , it feels good to say this, I had actually studied!
But then...
I still get caught copying!
"ಏನಪ್ಪಾ ? ಕಾಪಿ ಹೊಡ್ದಿಥಾ ಇದಿಯಲ್ಲ? ಎಷ್ಟು ಮಾರ್ಕ್ಸ್ ಬಂತು? ವಾಹ್ ೭ ಮಾರ್ಕ್ಸ್ ಬಂಥ? GOOD! "
(What hot dude? ya copying..how much did ya flick, 7? thats so totally awesome dude! )
"No maam, I wrote 75% of this figure on my own "
"ಒಹ್ ಹೌದ? ರೀ ಜಯಂತ್, book ಕೊಡ್ರಿ direct -ಆಗಿ ಕಾಪಿ ಮಾಡ್ಲಿ , ಅಥವ ನೀವೇ ಅಲ್ಲಿ ಹೋಗಿ ತೊಡೆ ಮೇಲೆ ಕೂತು ಬರೀರಿ
ಹೋಗಿ! "
(Oh yeah?Hey Jayanth dude give him ya book, let the him copy from it directly,or even better, you go sit on his lap )
" ಇಲ್ಲ ಮೇಡಂ, ಇಷ್ಟು ಸಾಕು(No thanks , Im fine), I will write on my own now! "
" If you had told me earlier, I would have brought my book from home, for you to write from "
(#)The rest of the "Funny" statements made by her are truncated, cause we all get the point.
fine, that went off well anyway!
1630Hrs IST
NIE
Software Engg.
Guess what? I get caught copying!
The OS guy seems to be enjoying playing snake Xenxia on his cell phone. So we all decide to turn this into an open source fest.Pradeep sitting next to me seems to be putting Somerville to shame.
50 minuted through, I am sincerely copying with such ruthless intent , totally bent over to Pradeep's side that I fail to hear some sort of rustling sound of paper.About 30 seconds later I realise that I am actually writing on the empty bench, the rustling sound was the OS guy snatching my book from me!Cheers, this calls for roars of laughter, take a bow, now get your ass out!
Tuesday,
CG internals, 3+1+2 people show up to write...and I am asked to sit that bench far far away very close to where the teachers sit.Made sure I am atleast 3 benches away from the nearest neighbour. I write answer 2 to 3 , 3 to 4, and 5 to god knows what!
Single digit, my domain!Normalcy restored!At least I didnt get caught copying!
CN:
Better than any of the CN tests.I take a wild guess at an answer...out of nowhere, not even an educated guess and chances are that it might be the correct answer - 4 out 10 times.Great!
Wednessday
SSM: -I'm gonna write that - yeah right!
PPL(Passionate Programming Language):
I enter the room - Passionately.
Study for 20 minutes -Passionately.
Discuss - Passionately
and I do a lot more things Passionately - finally including running to another room in a floor below you and actually writing the test.
I am yet to receive the marks passionately.
Averages - within striking range!
Don't rest yet you dog...we got CG lab internals on Saturday...write record...come on get busy!
FFWD to Saturday!
Copy
copy
copy
Studied zero (no wait - 2 programs) answered in full! Thnx to the wonderful world of copying!
Amidst shouts of "Bring me your SHITS" " I want all your SHITS", " Its been one hour, so many of you still havent submitted your SHITS", I just sneak out before they realise all of us could be copying our programs from another machine on the network.
and no I didn't get caught copying!
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Life bindaas
Sunday, 4 May 2008
Mock Placements
It's been a while eh?
Well I have kept myself busy.Good I s'pose? I'll be telling you about all the things that kept me busy soon, but for today let me write about the latest buzz in the insane world and that is the Mock placements.
Last sem when we embarked upon this all important mock placements I was so excited to get through every bit of it.I had a safe aggre too.This time it all seemed confusing.
Yesterday I wrote the aptitude test and attended a safe 30 Questions with full interest and made sure I didn't write my name on the answer sheet when I handed it over.Why? Because I didn't want to be selected.Why? Because I didn't have formals and I just didn't want to be selected.
I began to answer my technical paper with full interest in between which the guy gets up and asks "Anyone didn't write their name on the paper?....gel pen...?? ".Having 'Strict actions' (RDK) at the back of my mind I just decided to own up.
Plan B: I have answered about 25 Questions...scratch upto 10 of the answers and write new answers, only if you are sure you are marking the wrong answer.
Why? Do I need to keep telling you?
Done!
I walk out and even convince the PC to ensure I am not passed through.Later I decide to stick around to hear the results of my buddies who are actually interested in getting in.
Voila...I'm in!
* Shift+all the num keys! *
0900hrs IST,
NIE,Mysore
I walk into the seminar hall find out my GD group and time and et al.
I walk into the GD as and when asked and then bang bang, Im banged for not appearing in formals.
Ego clash:
"Why are you not in formals?Shall I throw you out?"
"huh! Sure, throw me out"
"Weren't you told about this before? You aren't interest in your placements and career? I think I should throw you out! "
*nods*
Santhosh Nag pitches in for support and I just decide to respect that and stay for GD.
Just for the record, I didn't have formal shoes, not that I just decided to show up in a pair of Reeboks.
GD starts, topic - IPL boon or bane?
GREAT!!! I had to sit with my lips so pursed that it would give you the impression that they were glued together and watch 10 other members make points that barely touch upon the debate (on my favourite sport) according to me.A funny crow's crow and a vigorously nodding Thama later, time's up and I am asked to conclude.Keeping quite now seems like an arrogant gesture, so I sign off like a news-person with a 2 line conclusion.
Voila...I'm in!
Just for the record, my group no was 13 just like it was in the last sem.Just for the record, I actually made some valid points last time and was eliminated.
I wait,
and wait,
and wait some more.
Then.....
I went home for lunch.I come back at 1:45pm...
I wait,
and wait,
and wait some more.
Finally at 4 O'clock and god knows how many minutes, I am called for the technical interview.
The technical round went well ,but probably made me rethink my placement aims.
One cup of mango juice with pulp, later, I walk into the HR round.
Favourite movie?
The Matrix.
Next 20 minutes, discussion about The Matrix!
Interests?
Blah blah blah....cricket....blah blah blah!
Cricket? Then how much your mouth was locked during GD today morning?
I am shocked...the "HR" was the judge for the GD today morning!
I soon give in and tell them I didn't want to make it through GD just because I didn't wanna be banged around for not wearing formals.
Sheesh!! And I get comments such as "Improve confidence level" for feedback!
***
Well I have kept myself busy.Good I s'pose? I'll be telling you about all the things that kept me busy soon, but for today let me write about the latest buzz in the insane world and that is the Mock placements.
Last sem when we embarked upon this all important mock placements I was so excited to get through every bit of it.I had a safe aggre too.This time it all seemed confusing.
Yesterday I wrote the aptitude test and attended a safe 30 Questions with full interest and made sure I didn't write my name on the answer sheet when I handed it over.Why? Because I didn't want to be selected.Why? Because I didn't have formals and I just didn't want to be selected.
I began to answer my technical paper with full interest in between which the guy gets up and asks "Anyone didn't write their name on the paper?....gel pen...?? ".Having 'Strict actions' (RDK) at the back of my mind I just decided to own up.
Plan B: I have answered about 25 Questions...scratch upto 10 of the answers and write new answers, only if you are sure you are marking the wrong answer.
Why? Do I need to keep telling you?
Done!
I walk out and even convince the PC to ensure I am not passed through.Later I decide to stick around to hear the results of my buddies who are actually interested in getting in.
Voila...I'm in!
* Shift+all the num keys! *
0900hrs IST,
NIE,Mysore
I walk into the seminar hall find out my GD group and time and et al.
I walk into the GD as and when asked and then bang bang, Im banged for not appearing in formals.
Ego clash:
"Why are you not in formals?Shall I throw you out?"
"huh! Sure, throw me out"
"Weren't you told about this before? You aren't interest in your placements and career? I think I should throw you out! "
*nods*
Santhosh Nag pitches in for support and I just decide to respect that and stay for GD.
Just for the record, I didn't have formal shoes, not that I just decided to show up in a pair of Reeboks.
GD starts, topic - IPL boon or bane?
GREAT!!! I had to sit with my lips so pursed that it would give you the impression that they were glued together and watch 10 other members make points that barely touch upon the debate (on my favourite sport) according to me.A funny crow's crow and a vigorously nodding Thama later, time's up and I am asked to conclude.Keeping quite now seems like an arrogant gesture, so I sign off like a news-person with a 2 line conclusion.
Voila...I'm in!
Just for the record, my group no was 13 just like it was in the last sem.Just for the record, I actually made some valid points last time and was eliminated.
I wait,
and wait,
and wait some more.
Then.....
I went home for lunch.I come back at 1:45pm...
I wait,
and wait,
and wait some more.
Finally at 4 O'clock and god knows how many minutes, I am called for the technical interview.
The technical round went well ,but probably made me rethink my placement aims.
One cup of mango juice with pulp, later, I walk into the HR round.
Favourite movie?
The Matrix.
Next 20 minutes, discussion about The Matrix!
Interests?
Blah blah blah....cricket....blah blah blah!
Cricket? Then how much your mouth was locked during GD today morning?
I am shocked...the "HR" was the judge for the GD today morning!
I soon give in and tell them I didn't want to make it through GD just because I didn't wanna be banged around for not wearing formals.
Sheesh!! And I get comments such as "Improve confidence level" for feedback!
***
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Life bindaas
Monday, 28 April 2008
Kudhremukh - The pics
So the pics the pics the pics...I have been talking about it offline online everywhere...and here they are!
(more pics soon...keep watching this space...meanwhile...)
Batta and Chai on the way to!
I have absolutely no idea what that hand was doing there!!!
The Road to el Dorado
Pati Patni or woh..baccha!
Our class people are so good that they decided having a teacher on board would be great.
Great!!
We started at 11pm...the journey through the silent dark night was awesome!This was where we stopped when the eggheads got lost.The sky looked awesome too!
Them countrymen get more channels than me...even Disney Channel..sheesh!
Our bus was moving at such a high rate of speed that we needed a 1000 frames per second camera to capture this notice board that said "DRIVE SLOW"
Kudre Mukh :)
A misty morning awaits us as we logout of the lodge after a long ride!
Pradeep: Official brand ambASSador of S.R.S travels (Now making million$, unavailable for other endorsements)
This not a scene from Africa...this was before our breakfast at the national park!
Thats the crowd...well not even half of it but there is a big chunk of our class
7 of the 9 brave men ( ;p) who made it to the brook far down below!
And finally...what The brook really looked like!Trust me..its much much better to be there!
You see the mountains they are facing? They are called Brokeback mountains!
They were like this when I got there 'A few good men'....That's Elton John in between!
When they saw me...they quickly changed postures!
By far the noisest bunch on the planet!
Hanumangundi Falls...what you see below!
Hanumangundi Falls...what you see above!
They say the best of drinks come on the rocks....cheers!
Take me home and you can have the hostages!
Just take me home!
(more pics soon...keep watching this space...meanwhile...)
Batta and Chai on the way to!I have absolutely no idea what that hand was doing there!!!
The Road to el Dorado
Pati Patni or woh..baccha!
Our class people are so good that they decided having a teacher on board would be great.
Great!!
We started at 11pm...the journey through the silent dark night was awesome!This was where we stopped when the eggheads got lost.The sky looked awesome too!
Them countrymen get more channels than me...even Disney Channel..sheesh!
Our bus was moving at such a high rate of speed that we needed a 1000 frames per second camera to capture this notice board that said "DRIVE SLOW"
Kudre Mukh :)
A misty morning awaits us as we logout of the lodge after a long ride!
Pradeep: Official brand ambASSador of S.R.S travels (Now making million$, unavailable for other endorsements)
This not a scene from Africa...this was before our breakfast at the national park!
Thats the crowd...well not even half of it but there is a big chunk of our class
Make your own road!!
7 of the 9 brave men ( ;p) who made it to the brook far down below!
And finally...what The brook really looked like!Trust me..its much much better to be there!
You see the mountains they are facing? They are called Brokeback mountains!They were like this when I got there 'A few good men'....That's Elton John in between!
When they saw me...they quickly changed postures!
By far the noisest bunch on the planet!
Hanumangundi Falls...what you see below!
Hanumangundi Falls...what you see above!
They say the best of drinks come on the rocks....cheers!
Take me home and you can have the hostages!Just take me home!
Wednesday, 23 April 2008
Major mistake!
The blog entry titled as follows:
Kudremukh-contd: Hanumangundi falls
The 11th para was written as in the following pictures...
The Paragraph was supposed to read "Trying NOT to kick him in the face by mistake..." As you can see it was a typing mistake that can mean the complete opposite of what was supposed to be said and with serious consequences! The error has been rectified.I just thought that this has to be brought to the notice of the readers in case of any sort of misunderstanding! :)
Kudremukh-contd: Hanumangundi falls
The 11th para was written as in the following pictures...
The Paragraph was supposed to read "Trying NOT to kick him in the face by mistake..." As you can see it was a typing mistake that can mean the complete opposite of what was supposed to be said and with serious consequences! The error has been rectified.I just thought that this has to be brought to the notice of the readers in case of any sort of misunderstanding! :)
Monday, 21 April 2008
Wanake obavva
One of the not-so-long but hard practice sessions for the play Wanake Obavva
Please ignore the irritating voice with an even more irritating tone that just doesn't know when to stop!
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Vid
Tuesday, 15 April 2008
Monday, 14 April 2008
My success sweeter than yours, HAHA!
Its true,
There are somethings money can't buy.As a kid I always wished to grow up to be the richest guy in the world.Even then, it was not the money that I wanted nor the status of being the richest, but all the things that I had thought money will fetch me.True gemini, I still don't run after materialistic pleasures.
As myself, I say, a life spent in pursuit of materialistic pleasures is no life at all...but sometimes I do wish I was more like that, cause those dreams seem more attainable than mine.
"What do you want?" is the hardest question to ask me...because I don't know what I want that can be bought at a store.In fact there must be no such thing and yet I am not satisfied.
I have been an Army general.Don't jump.I have been posted at the border{(<15<)(<35<)(<60<)(etc,.)(:P)} for what seems like forever.I have been enjoying border patrol.I can drop any moment,must win the war before that!
I have tasted amazing highs and heart breaking lows.Thats why, my moments of triumph are sweeter cause I know the difference.I always thought my life was a big bad joke, but I now look and laugh at those who haven't tasted failures like mine, cause buddy, my success rocks more than yours.
There are somethings money can't buy.As a kid I always wished to grow up to be the richest guy in the world.Even then, it was not the money that I wanted nor the status of being the richest, but all the things that I had thought money will fetch me.True gemini, I still don't run after materialistic pleasures.
As myself, I say, a life spent in pursuit of materialistic pleasures is no life at all...but sometimes I do wish I was more like that, cause those dreams seem more attainable than mine.
"What do you want?" is the hardest question to ask me...because I don't know what I want that can be bought at a store.In fact there must be no such thing and yet I am not satisfied.
I have been an Army general.Don't jump.I have been posted at the border{(<15<)(<35<)(<60<)(etc,.)(:P)} for what seems like forever.I have been enjoying border patrol.I can drop any moment,must win the war before that!
I have tasted amazing highs and heart breaking lows.Thats why, my moments of triumph are sweeter cause I know the difference.I always thought my life was a big bad joke, but I now look and laugh at those who haven't tasted failures like mine, cause buddy, my success rocks more than yours.
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Life bindaas
Sunday, 13 April 2008
Friday, 11 April 2008
Kudremukh
That's the place where we went for our class trip: Kudremukh.Once famous for it's splendid beauty then known for Iron ore reserves and it's mining, then known for beauty spoiled by the mining!
It was a class trip that I almost never went for.It was a class trip that none of my friends almost never went for.In the last moment everybody changed minds and seemed like I was the only one who would be stuck here in Mysore.Well..that also changed a moment later than that.
I was never given the permission to go, at home...but I went anyway!
As expected our Departure was hours behind schedule.Mind you "Behind Schedule" will be like theme of this trip rather than Kudremukh itself! The silly photo sessions right in front of our college (Which we see every single day) were not helping either, especially when everyone seemed to be taking over 20 pics there itself. The trip to, was fun..in the beginning I was just glad to play the role of a photographer during a bumpy part of the journey(And no, I wont be posting THOSE pics here for sure), but later as everyone settled ,the best of my buddies were around and we just couldn't stop chatting with(teasing,joking,laughing,poking,fighting,almost killing ;) each other.
-Some of us were just interested in cracking jokes
-Others in laughing at them
-Another in teasing Mr.Romantic ;) -No points for guessing who n with what!
-and finally he wanted to send me to hell ASAP when he went into "Thats all I can stands for,I can't stands no more" mode!
Meanwhile a lot of people at the back finally realised that I do posses a deep and clear voice
(and also probably an irritating one) when they got to hear complete details of the so-called horror story from a haunted house in Kerala (about two sexy female ghosts who were playing games in the middle of the night on their balcony) which I sincerely attempted at narrating softly to only those interested and sitting around me!
The trip was loooong 6 hours.And a few eggheads managed to be left behind when we stopped for a break at a city on the way.That delayed us about 45 minutes more!
When the trip to was over, a red-eyed bunch checked into hotel rooms supposedly for an hour.I just cuddled up and went to sleep instead of fighting for a place in the bathroom.Everyone were so brotherly that they were busy with 'massbrushing' and maybe a lot of other things that I am happy I missed when I went to sleep.The bathroom sucked...mainly because I managed to forget my brush,soap and a tube of paste in it, but also because it was too small to squeeze into and on top of that...the door was not strong enough to keep the people on the other side of it, on the other side!Sleep, I didn't really cause more people were interested in knowing who I was and why I was sleeping like that than completing their own morning duties.After I finally got ready and got down...not many seemed to be up and we were getting hungry.
It took about an hour after that to leave towards the Kudremukh National Park.Once there we had our breakfast (FINALLY!!!). And I learnt two very important trade secrets of the catering business.The first one is, "Ask all the terribly hungry people to stand in an orderly line in a civilized manner, then serve food to all the others first!".The next one I learnt during lunch and I will reveal when we get to that part!
After the breakfast (Chapathis and Gojju) we started climbing those peaks.It didn't seem like too many were interested were getting up there so soon and a couple of my buddies seemed a bit slow for me.So I just went on ahead with those who were keeping up...a bad decision as I learnt later.Because most of them never made it to all the places we went.Which was the whole essence of the journey for me.
We, and we as in 9 men,were challenged by some on our way down..." You going down? hehe good luck :P "...." Mark my words, you can never get there"..."THERE IS NO WAY DOWN THERE...HUH STREAM MY @$" .All we could say to them was
......." We make our own road"
To be Continued in the post below!To read further, scroll down or click here.
It was a class trip that I almost never went for.It was a class trip that none of my friends almost never went for.In the last moment everybody changed minds and seemed like I was the only one who would be stuck here in Mysore.Well..that also changed a moment later than that.
I was never given the permission to go, at home...but I went anyway!
As expected our Departure was hours behind schedule.Mind you "Behind Schedule" will be like theme of this trip rather than Kudremukh itself! The silly photo sessions right in front of our college (Which we see every single day) were not helping either, especially when everyone seemed to be taking over 20 pics there itself. The trip to, was fun..in the beginning I was just glad to play the role of a photographer during a bumpy part of the journey(And no, I wont be posting THOSE pics here for sure), but later as everyone settled ,the best of my buddies were around and we just couldn't stop chatting with(teasing,joking,laughing,poking,fighting,almost killing ;) each other.
-Some of us were just interested in cracking jokes
-Others in laughing at them
-Another in teasing Mr.Romantic ;) -No points for guessing who n with what!
-and finally he wanted to send me to hell ASAP when he went into "Thats all I can stands for,I can't stands no more" mode!
Meanwhile a lot of people at the back finally realised that I do posses a deep and clear voice
(and also probably an irritating one) when they got to hear complete details of the so-called horror story from a haunted house in Kerala (about two sexy female ghosts who were playing games in the middle of the night on their balcony) which I sincerely attempted at narrating softly to only those interested and sitting around me!
The trip was loooong 6 hours.And a few eggheads managed to be left behind when we stopped for a break at a city on the way.That delayed us about 45 minutes more!
When the trip to was over, a red-eyed bunch checked into hotel rooms supposedly for an hour.I just cuddled up and went to sleep instead of fighting for a place in the bathroom.Everyone were so brotherly that they were busy with 'massbrushing' and maybe a lot of other things that I am happy I missed when I went to sleep.The bathroom sucked...mainly because I managed to forget my brush,soap and a tube of paste in it, but also because it was too small to squeeze into and on top of that...the door was not strong enough to keep the people on the other side of it, on the other side!Sleep, I didn't really cause more people were interested in knowing who I was and why I was sleeping like that than completing their own morning duties.After I finally got ready and got down...not many seemed to be up and we were getting hungry.
It took about an hour after that to leave towards the Kudremukh National Park.Once there we had our breakfast (FINALLY!!!). And I learnt two very important trade secrets of the catering business.The first one is, "Ask all the terribly hungry people to stand in an orderly line in a civilized manner, then serve food to all the others first!".The next one I learnt during lunch and I will reveal when we get to that part!
After the breakfast (Chapathis and Gojju) we started climbing those peaks.It didn't seem like too many were interested were getting up there so soon and a couple of my buddies seemed a bit slow for me.So I just went on ahead with those who were keeping up...a bad decision as I learnt later.Because most of them never made it to all the places we went.Which was the whole essence of the journey for me.
We, and we as in 9 men,were challenged by some on our way down..." You going down? hehe good luck :P "...." Mark my words, you can never get there"..."THERE IS NO WAY DOWN THERE...HUH STREAM MY @$" .All we could say to them was
......." We make our own road"
To be Continued in the post below!To read further, scroll down or click here.
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Kudremukh- Cont'd: The Brook
This post is a continuation of another ie above.To read it scroll up or click here.
All of us had our minds on a brook down in the middle of the forest that we could not see but we could definitely hear from the top!(It looked something like this -> click here ...but only better :) )True to our own words we made it down.Proud enough as it is, I led the pack ( :) ) and found a way where the not so athletic could also make it down with us...but as it turned out, not many followed us.
Nature lover that I am, the place was a paradise for me.The brook which seemed like hardly it was visited by even 3-4 people a year was free from the slightest hint of garbage.Flooded with bird calls, green, sounds of rustling leaves, babbling sound of the water and everything right that could fit in a serene place!
We washed our face and feet and finally got into the first photo op that seemed valid and the best one at that, as I realised after the trip.I made sure I caught a small animal in the water that I had seen just once before , again in a stream in Ghats, but never seen it in books,TV or net...which is why it makes me so curious everytime.Amidst girlish calls of "Please don't hurt it....please don't kill it" ( I felt like I was a wanton butcher or something)we managed to take a picture of the slippery little thing in my hands and then let it back into the brook!
We all wanted to go on ahead , cross the brook and finally climb the tallest peak in the range, but we were under the assumption that we were already late and we didn't want to hold up the rest of the group travelling with us.The way up was different from the way down since we didn't have to worry about people who couldn't climb steep slopes.After getting back up, we finally realised that we were not late at all.There were people still enjoying the beauty of the place from the top,AT THE TOP.We felt bad at missing out on the opportunity of climbing that peak.On the way back we took some rest under the shade of a tree and then the beauty of that peak sunk in.
We got back to the place where the rest of the pack had already returned.They were playing some games and were having fun.I could hear shouts of "Illaaaaaaaaaa....Illaaaaaaaaaa" (no..no) and pretty much only that from a distance.I'm serious...thats all I could hear!
We the left to a much talked about dam.We were supposed to have lunch there.And when we got there after a half an hour drive...all we could say was."DAMN!!! This is the dam?? "
Anyway...thats only because it was bone dry!But if you have a good eye, it was actually a good view to watch all the silt settled evenly on the huge stretch of land.Partly reminded me of the views from Salt lake city,Utah...but definitely not as good!
I tried getting down to the bed for just-one-pic the only time in the whole trip(or in months for that matter) I even tried to get a pic of myself, but we came to know it was illegal, and I was back up in a flash.Everybody scattered around pretty fast.The were hills all around.I again turned into the photographer.It was a good photo op too...and Batta seemed to be striking a perfect pose fit to the desert like place...and was waiting for someone to take a pic soon...which I did.(This I will definitely put up).As it turned out..there was no food there yet and we had to go elsewhere for that.So the stop was over in 20 minutes...Hanumangundi falls here we come.
At the entrance of the falls...we were finally served our food.A moment before people began revolt ,protest, throw stones, burn tires, overturn the vehicles and burn effigies out of the delay.
Chitraanna and Mosranna(Curds and rice) with sandige.The first trade secret of the catering business if you recall is, ' Ask all the terribly hungry people to stand in an orderly line in a civilized manner, then serve food to all the others first! ' . The second one I learnt during lunch and it was 'Ask all the terribly hungry people to form two lines as in 'boys' and 'girls' because "It will be easier to maga", and then after 20 minutes of waiting and after one of the lines has grown a mile long ask the members of the shorter line to join the longer one, again because "It will be easier to serve maga!!" ' . Well they learnt the third trade secret from me and that is 'When the terrible hungry people are also steaming , you better shut up and serve! ' .None of us went and joined the new line from the beginning.
Anyway, the monkeys there reminded me of a lot of people.And some of them seemed to be really interested in scratching the hell outta my face!The foood was goood as was the breakfast unlike the last we went on a trip in 5th sem.
BTW, just to remind you people, the fact that I have not mentioned the words "There was a delay in getting started..." more than once, so far doesn't really mean there wasn't any.Its implied in any trip in our case.You are supposed to understand that I will have to mention those words about 7-8 times more if I have to be honest in this article.Keeping that in mind lets continue down to Hanumangundi falls.
To be Continued in the post below!To read further, scroll down or click here.
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Kudremukh- cont'd: Hanumangundi Falls
This post is a continuation of another ie above.To read it scroll up or click here.
We had to climb down hundreds of steps among 'fears' of leech bites to get to the falls.I was least bothered about leeches.Obviously any leech that bites me gets all its blood sucked out from its body into mine instead of vice versa.I'm sure most leeches were aware of that, since I have never been bitten despite having visited some of the most leech infected areas before.
The way down was awesome...full of green.Green everywhere.Cool...moist!Superb!
We got to the falls...I'm being honest here...for me, it was ordinary!I heard there was a better view slightly higher.Though there were steps to it, I went there by climbing rocks(not a big deal) and that too FOR ME was ordinary!I was wondering why we came so far for that.I just ensure that my feelings didn't stop anyone from enjoying themselves, though I am usually very vocal about stuff.It was time to get wet for a lot of people and get wet they did...I never wanted to get in there, because I wasn't sure I will get a proper place to change later on.But I didn't get wet for a lot of other reasons (which have nothing to do with any promise I made to mum or anyone :) ).To top it all, I was the one took pictures of the bunch finally.I did remove my shoes, roll up my pants and wade in slightly because a few of them specifically called out to me,but returned soon.I called my pals off at exactly 4, because that was our time limit...but I never really expected them to pay heed.
Downstream, I heard my pal Shambu had hurt himself.He had chipped off a nail in a freak accident.Thats one of the injuries that suck the most!!I just recalled that while picking him on the way to college the previous night, I had promised his extremely worried parents that I won't get into the water as I had done to my mum too.They were very worried about him...now I was wondering how they would react at home when they see him with a heavy bandage on his toe.
I went back down the same route to see him.He was a mess.I just felt bad about it.A sucking feeling I can't explain.
Soon, the driver sent the cleaner or whatever to call us back up.Everybody took so long in changing into drier clothes mainly because its in their nature to cause a delay and partly because the changing room totally sucked!So some of us just decided to return instead of waiting for our friends so that the drivers and the rest of the bunch wont get restless.
Back up...back to out theme...
delay...
problems...
delay...
problems...
Finally a good reason to stop and that was to get Shambu treated at a hospital.Some pain killers and dressing, we were good to go.A few minutes of driving...beauty of the western ghats...and some pretense of being in sleep and we stopped again...this time for dinner!
Puliyogre if memory serves and then Chitranna since the mosranna was out before I got there...and lots of onions, because " Innu thumba ide" (Lots are left out).We manage to drop a wooden work of art into the sewers while eating.When are done with that and are good to go home...
delay...
problems...
delay...
problems...
The driver was delayed so much that he wanted extra pay for it.WHATEVER?????JUST GET US HOME WILL YA?
Anyway, the theme carried on and someone finally said "Lets head home".Oh really?Mann...I could never think of that!A while later I managed to briefly catch a network area to call home on Pradeep's cell.I told them go have dinner and go to sleep without me.
The drive back was sleepless..Some bloke found great pleasure sleeping next to me on the floor with his face right next to my feet.I spent the next 4-5 hours trying NOT to kick him on the face by mistake while trying to wink some sleep.The posture gave me cramps all over my body.I found out there was no way to sleep like that!In the whole bus for huge part of the trip from, it seemed like I was the only one awake and it bored the living hell outta me!At one point I wanted to slap 5-6 people off from their sleep and tell them to talk to me.
To sum up the whole trip, I will say it was good...though I would say Kemmangundi was better. But honestly..the trek down to the brook was the best for me...something I actually enjoyed.A memory of a lifetime.Something I can recall and talk about for the rest of my life.Too sad all my friends couldn't get to see it.I don't really wanna speak too much about it and make anyone jealous, but thats how good it was!
The complete trip was one to remember, considering this might be the last trip.Besides after this the "Worst year"(as predicted) for placements is set to tear people apart.'Trip' in the real sense was what this was!For the last time :|
Believe it or go to hell, our journey was supposed to be 24 hours or less!After all the dust settled the watch said 31 hours!!!Our bus pulled up in front of the college...I got my bike back from the pay and park.All friends had left home in a hurry...so I had pretty much nothing left to hang around for.I let the engine roar..and zip home.
Moments later I am inside my room,too tired to answer mum's questions...and I dive into my bed and I am fast asleep.The only thing 'fast' in the last 32 hours.I sleep like a dead man!
Apologies:
Please bear with all the grammatical and spelling mistakes that have/may have occurred in the article, I may have missed out some letters/words while typing in a hurry, which is usually the case while writing long posts like this one! :D
Thank you!
.
We had to climb down hundreds of steps among 'fears' of leech bites to get to the falls.I was least bothered about leeches.Obviously any leech that bites me gets all its blood sucked out from its body into mine instead of vice versa.I'm sure most leeches were aware of that, since I have never been bitten despite having visited some of the most leech infected areas before.
The way down was awesome...full of green.Green everywhere.Cool...moist!Superb!
We got to the falls...I'm being honest here...for me, it was ordinary!I heard there was a better view slightly higher.Though there were steps to it, I went there by climbing rocks(not a big deal) and that too FOR ME was ordinary!I was wondering why we came so far for that.I just ensure that my feelings didn't stop anyone from enjoying themselves, though I am usually very vocal about stuff.It was time to get wet for a lot of people and get wet they did...I never wanted to get in there, because I wasn't sure I will get a proper place to change later on.But I didn't get wet for a lot of other reasons (which have nothing to do with any promise I made to mum or anyone :) ).To top it all, I was the one took pictures of the bunch finally.I did remove my shoes, roll up my pants and wade in slightly because a few of them specifically called out to me,but returned soon.I called my pals off at exactly 4, because that was our time limit...but I never really expected them to pay heed.
Downstream, I heard my pal Shambu had hurt himself.He had chipped off a nail in a freak accident.Thats one of the injuries that suck the most!!I just recalled that while picking him on the way to college the previous night, I had promised his extremely worried parents that I won't get into the water as I had done to my mum too.They were very worried about him...now I was wondering how they would react at home when they see him with a heavy bandage on his toe.
I went back down the same route to see him.He was a mess.I just felt bad about it.A sucking feeling I can't explain.
Soon, the driver sent the cleaner or whatever to call us back up.Everybody took so long in changing into drier clothes mainly because its in their nature to cause a delay and partly because the changing room totally sucked!So some of us just decided to return instead of waiting for our friends so that the drivers and the rest of the bunch wont get restless.
Back up...back to out theme...
delay...
problems...
delay...
problems...
Finally a good reason to stop and that was to get Shambu treated at a hospital.Some pain killers and dressing, we were good to go.A few minutes of driving...beauty of the western ghats...and some pretense of being in sleep and we stopped again...this time for dinner!
Puliyogre if memory serves and then Chitranna since the mosranna was out before I got there...and lots of onions, because " Innu thumba ide" (Lots are left out).We manage to drop a wooden work of art into the sewers while eating.When are done with that and are good to go home...
delay...
problems...
delay...
problems...
The driver was delayed so much that he wanted extra pay for it.WHATEVER?????JUST GET US HOME WILL YA?
Anyway, the theme carried on and someone finally said "Lets head home".Oh really?Mann...I could never think of that!A while later I managed to briefly catch a network area to call home on Pradeep's cell.I told them go have dinner and go to sleep without me.
The drive back was sleepless..Some bloke found great pleasure sleeping next to me on the floor with his face right next to my feet.I spent the next 4-5 hours trying NOT to kick him on the face by mistake while trying to wink some sleep.The posture gave me cramps all over my body.I found out there was no way to sleep like that!In the whole bus for huge part of the trip from, it seemed like I was the only one awake and it bored the living hell outta me!At one point I wanted to slap 5-6 people off from their sleep and tell them to talk to me.
To sum up the whole trip, I will say it was good...though I would say Kemmangundi was better. But honestly..the trek down to the brook was the best for me...something I actually enjoyed.A memory of a lifetime.Something I can recall and talk about for the rest of my life.Too sad all my friends couldn't get to see it.I don't really wanna speak too much about it and make anyone jealous, but thats how good it was!
The complete trip was one to remember, considering this might be the last trip.Besides after this the "Worst year"(as predicted) for placements is set to tear people apart.'Trip' in the real sense was what this was!For the last time :|
Believe it or go to hell, our journey was supposed to be 24 hours or less!After all the dust settled the watch said 31 hours!!!Our bus pulled up in front of the college...I got my bike back from the pay and park.All friends had left home in a hurry...so I had pretty much nothing left to hang around for.I let the engine roar..and zip home.
Moments later I am inside my room,too tired to answer mum's questions...and I dive into my bed and I am fast asleep.The only thing 'fast' in the last 32 hours.I sleep like a dead man!
Apologies:
Please bear with all the grammatical and spelling mistakes that have/may have occurred in the article, I may have missed out some letters/words while typing in a hurry, which is usually the case while writing long posts like this one! :D
Thank you!
.
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Life bindaas
Thursday, 10 April 2008
Libre 08
Well...a lot of good things happened here at this opensource fest.
A lot of tech talks...most good!Being the most interested- least knowledgeable about linux and opensource ;), I decided I should attend all.I did attend most!
Speakers from Solaris, Fedora, Novel software, Google were all there. It was a good 3 days.
The best was the treasure hunt where our team won second place. :)
I wasn't even in the team...I sneaked in at the very last moment before the start of the race.Half an hour later we came second.
Anyway it was said the prize money would be 1.2k and in the end it was reduced and re-reduced to 400 bucks...we are like well why don't you just keep it?
Anyway...the talks were worth the while...the speakers made them so.
The links we came to know of during the talks:
Android
Join - Fedora Project Wiki
CIA.vc
Python Tutorial
Dive Into Python
K Desktop Environment - Be free
Home at OpenSolaris.org
We were given more links that don't work ,they went like :
http://mail.kde.org/mailmam/listinfo/kde-india
fedora-india.com
fedora-dlevel.com
kde-in.com
youtube-dl.com
kushal_fedorapeople.org/book
You can try them...maybe you will get luckier :D
***
Hope the links will help for some of you!
A lot of tech talks...most good!Being the most interested- least knowledgeable about linux and opensource ;), I decided I should attend all.I did attend most!
Speakers from Solaris, Fedora, Novel software, Google were all there. It was a good 3 days.
The best was the treasure hunt where our team won second place. :)
I wasn't even in the team...I sneaked in at the very last moment before the start of the race.Half an hour later we came second.
Anyway it was said the prize money would be 1.2k and in the end it was reduced and re-reduced to 400 bucks...we are like well why don't you just keep it?
Anyway...the talks were worth the while...the speakers made them so.
The links we came to know of during the talks:
Android
Join - Fedora Project Wiki
CIA.vc
Python Tutorial
Dive Into Python
K Desktop Environment - Be free
Home at OpenSolaris.org
We were given more links that don't work ,they went like :
http://mail.kde.org/mailmam/listinfo/kde-india
fedora-india.com
fedora-dlevel.com
kde-in.com
youtube-dl.com
kushal_fedorapeople.org/book
You can try them...maybe you will get luckier :D
***
Hope the links will help for some of you!
This article falls under
Life bindaas
Monday, 7 April 2008
Save the turtles!
I've just written to Ratan Tata asking him to not to go ahead with building a port in Dhamra, Orissa, dangerously close to one of the world's largest sea turtle nesting grounds for the Olive Ridley Sea Turtle. I think its a good idea for Mr. Tata to move the port to another location rather than endanger the turtles.
By living up to the Tatas' environmental legacy, Ratan won't just save the highly-endangered Olive Ridley Turtles, he will also end up making Tata a better company.
The only problem is that I can't bring about that change alone. I need help from lots of people, especially you.
Please do what I've done. Write directly to Ratan by clicking here
Thanks a million.
***
-->Write to Tata
By living up to the Tatas' environmental legacy, Ratan won't just save the highly-endangered Olive Ridley Turtles, he will also end up making Tata a better company.
The only problem is that I can't bring about that change alone. I need help from lots of people, especially you.
Please do what I've done. Write directly to Ratan by clicking here
Thanks a million.
***
-->Write to Tata
This article falls under
conservation and stuff
Thursday, 3 April 2008
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