Another years seems to be passing away. Shit man! It's already Nov 2012 and WTF!!!
Monday, 12 November 2012
Friday, 30 December 2011
Hey chaddi buddies.... So, another year of us together has come to an end. And thanks to you, guys made my year beautiful.
1. Starting with, My belated birthday party with arubhai & abhi, over 4-1 pizza at eat street.
2. Kittu's farewell party... us din maine human psychology ke baare mein kuch jaana..." if a girl comes late to a party, it's ok, as long as she is hot, to look at! but if a guy comes in late for his own party, it sucks! BIGTIME! saala sabse last main aaya tha!
Although not great like my personal gang, but good part.. was.. half my school mates turned up... it was more of a reunion than a farewell!
P.S: I finally undertsood, how hookah is used, thanx to Zoeb (and his mom for a lovely lunch)
3. Nicky's dinner party for "I still don't know what"? nice one, though. i had my first "mocktail", tasted a cocktail.... & accidentally a beer too! yikes guys.. Beer sucks!
And Abhi kept wondering about the waiter's uniform! ;D Ohri's Guffa! .... the cave-time experience!
4. Arubhai's birthday, Yea!!! He got a watch as a gift!.... but, dinner at City centre... "Indigo"... wow!
Sizzlers, pasta, noodles, soups... u name it... arubhai paid for it!
Vadiki "watchi"poyindi!
and the coolest part... abhi stayed with me that night! More coolest part, actually the shocking part.... (for my mom) I made breakfast for abhi! Abhi, i know you are sweet, so you said it was good, year ending pe tho tell me how bad did it turn out??? :)
5. Arubhai farewell treat. Short and sweet at KFC. He became senti, seeing his gift!
6. In the middle somewhere... I don't remember when!.... egjactly!... i gave a party at hyderabad house, for getting a job... with abhi, arubhai, .... When my bike broke down.. Thanx to arubhai's exceptional mechanical engg skills... and nikhil's gentlemanliness... :D thanx for fixing my spark plug in the middle of the road at 8pm!
And the recentish one...... DON-2 is a bakwaas movie... but i will digest that fact, coz it brought me & my friends together! Nicky, (Vibby + swadha), Abhi, Ravi, Me. And belated wishes to Vibby's Pizza party + my favourite, Cold Chocolate!
And the final touch, Abhi spent her birthday, okay... partially! With Me! Hope u liked the chicken! and my mom is still concerned abt u! Plus, for the first time since we met, u made me cry! Idiot, just be back! We all are waiting! mmuuaahh!
So, that was my year, with emotional losses, fantastic parties, end of graduation, desperate waiting for TCS to giv my joinin date, taking up a job with Orphanage - Teach india, and learning accounting & taxation.
And my PGDIT 1st year has almost come to an end, marriage allaince stuff.
It definitely has been a roller-coaster ride with lot of upheval. But, i got taller, stronger, sharper......:D :D :D
Thank you to people who have made this year of my life memorable and worth living. I am sorry, to people whom i have hurt, or intimidated in anyway or had to face rejection by me, nothing personal there, take it easy, and i never meant it.
Special thanks to, Aruna, my defence project patrner, Mr. Mallikarjuna Raju, my head, Mr. Veeresh, my coordinator, Divyasree, Meena...without you, my graduation would have been incomplete. I owe you all!
Mr. K N R, my boss, without you, i would never have understood the little intricacies of running a business.
My dad, for a new HP pavilion Dv6. Mavaiya, for an X3-02, Kesaris, and the load of benaras saris, ni taste ultimate. Harish, Sai, Vamsi, Ravi, Pradeep.. thank you for bearing my idiocity and making me feel special. You are the best.
and the upcoming Sony Ericsson Neo V... Thanx again for the finance dad!
and Mom! She's beyond "Thank you"... If not for her, Life is NULL.
And to all those a**** who gossip abt me, feel jealous, Think i born in this world to serve them, etc.. etc.. 'my middle finger'... Guess what... I don't care!
TO ALL OF YOU, WISH YOU THE HAPPIEST NEW YEAR 2012...
Day by day teri khusiya ho jaye Double,
Teri zindagi se delete ho jaye sare Trouble,
Khuda rakkhe humesha tujhe Smart & Fit,
Tera liye New Year ho Super-Duper Hit!
Saturday, 24 December 2011
Memorable Transition
Childhood like a distant boat,
Course taken, others wrote.
Rebelled from your chosen way,
Winds and waves aided; youth astray.
Swan-like elegance, grew-up brisk,
Memories remain on a disk.
Unique and random, cannot deny,
With each passing day - Glorify!
Now at the age of twenty-one,
Life has truly just begun.
Hope and wish, your dreams come true,
Along the way, a gorgeous view.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Childhood like a distant boat,
Course taken, others wrote.
Rebelled from your chosen way,
Winds and waves aided; youth astray.
Swan-like elegance, grew-up brisk,
Memories remain on a disk.
Unique and random, cannot deny,
With each passing day - Glorify!
Now at the age of twenty-one,
Life has truly just begun.
Hope and wish, your dreams come true,
Along the way, a gorgeous view.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Many Many more happiest returns of your special day Abhi.
Tuesday, 30 August 2011
Devotion Vs Corruption
What has devotion got to do with corruption? If that's your question, then my friend, you have not visited the most RENOWNED SPIRITUAL places of India. Here, "paise main parmatma hai"! Never felt the reality of this statement hit me until very recently, when I visited Tirupathi, where the WORLD's most richest God dwells. And Boy, what a HARD HIT that was!
Believe it or not, Tirupathi gains so much of money each year that, probably we could complete atleast 50%* of our multi-million projects that haven't been completed due to the so called LACK OF FUNDS. No wonder the doors of the MAIN TEMPLE abode the seven hills is open for about 20hrs on a regular day. People keep walking in, encroaching the God's private time and dropping a nice chunk of their savings, in the name of helping Lord Venkateswara clearing his debt to Mr.Kubera** (google the story if you have no idea). I wonder how many more centuries would that take. If you ask my personal opinion, NEVER! Read on to find out why.
Right from the watchmen (mind you, not the central govt. security, but only the old men in shabby uniforms) to the chairperson of the TTD are so corrupt that they are comfortably drawing their share from the abundant offerings. Since there is no count of the money received or put into the HUNDIS, you can use your imagination on the scope of misuse of these OFFERINGS***.
Here is a small letter to the God on how DEVOTION has deviated hyperbolically to give way for CORRUPTION at His very doorsteps.
Dear God Venky,
You ain't clearing the debt anytime soon, sorry chap! And I know that you are probably the most hard working spiritual RESOURCE (in the HR terminology) in this universe. You get to work for 20hrs in a day, 365 days a year and you are assured with all the luxuries in this world. Even though they promised you a flashy package with an awesome job description, at the EOD, its all about MONEY, which they intend to use to fulfil their greed, rather than take extra care of the temple and the poor. That's it!
The queue system, even though looks very well maintained, is completely flawed. And I have observed that the TTD executives are cashing the faith of the devotees by reducing the number of tickets for Rs.50 darshan and increasing the numbers of Rs.300. I bet, the Rs.300 devotee expected more privileges and a faster DARSHAN. (LMAO here.. sorry couldn't stop myself.... I was in the Rs. 50 line).
The devotees, who spend thousands of rupees and hours of journey time do not get to see a clear image of you, when the SCOUTS try to push away people, as if your devotees were stray dogs. Neverhteless, they dont mind to add utter confusion, and will even let us stand for a few more seconds if we can BRIBE one or two of these scouts with 100 buck bills.
And I need not say anything about the way people behave for your most favourite LADOOS. It is a prestige issue now a days. If I can get more Ladoos than the guy in front of me, then my de tour to your temple is a grand success. Believe me when I say this, Number of ladoos in my hands is directly proportional to a successful trip to Tirupathi. (yeah, wouldnt have this satisfaction even if I were successful to finalize a billion dollar deal...) As you might have already guessed, yes, you need to squeeze in the smaller currency notes into the hands of the people on the other side to achieve this.
Moving on to the place where they bless us with your silver MUKUT. The person or pujari is so skilled in removing the coins or notes from the plate that I was mesmerized and impressed. I don't remember the counting machine to have pulled the notes so neatly. Similarly, when you go to the regular PRASAD queue, in the opposite end, you will find one hand giving you the prasad and the other palm facing upwards, in anticipation of a compensation. If you can impress this guy with a suitable AMOUNT, then you and your family can lay down a table to dine at this stall for as long as you wish.
The expression OMG, is written all over my face, when I happen to encounter these things in bits and pieces. Adding to the surprise package, I did see a few people with ANNA HAZARE caps (previously a.k.a Gandhi Caps... but Anna is in fashion these dayz you see... :p). However, even they were so engrossed in this whole ritual that all they bothered was to play along and SPEND meticulously. And did I forget to mention their periodic "Bolo Ganapathi pappa, Moriyaa" slogan was the highlight of the day. Seriously, didn't anyone tell them that they were inside the BALAJI TEMPLE, not GANESH's! A serious case of miscommunication I guess...
All in all, I have noticed that there is far less devotion in the minds of people who come to have a glance at you and are stuck in materialistic things like lack of conditioned air and watery floors etc. Everyone wants a quick darshan and are ready to PAY the price.
I have only spoken about the things I encountered in the main temple My Lord! The scenario at the govt. guest houses and other places is a complete journal in itself. Will let you know later. C ya. Buh bye.
Yours FLF (finding his lost faith) devotee
TinTo
*This is just my own estimate. You may contribute the FACTS if you happen to know the exact figure.
**Am still confused why did he take the loan, when he had Goddess Lakshmi Devi as his wife. Anyways, lets not mix mythology with logicology.
***Kindly refer the number of cases on all the people, who held top positions in the TTD.
Believe it or not, Tirupathi gains so much of money each year that, probably we could complete atleast 50%* of our multi-million projects that haven't been completed due to the so called LACK OF FUNDS. No wonder the doors of the MAIN TEMPLE abode the seven hills is open for about 20hrs on a regular day. People keep walking in, encroaching the God's private time and dropping a nice chunk of their savings, in the name of helping Lord Venkateswara clearing his debt to Mr.Kubera** (google the story if you have no idea). I wonder how many more centuries would that take. If you ask my personal opinion, NEVER! Read on to find out why.
Right from the watchmen (mind you, not the central govt. security, but only the old men in shabby uniforms) to the chairperson of the TTD are so corrupt that they are comfortably drawing their share from the abundant offerings. Since there is no count of the money received or put into the HUNDIS, you can use your imagination on the scope of misuse of these OFFERINGS***.
Here is a small letter to the God on how DEVOTION has deviated hyperbolically to give way for CORRUPTION at His very doorsteps.
Dear God Venky,
You ain't clearing the debt anytime soon, sorry chap! And I know that you are probably the most hard working spiritual RESOURCE (in the HR terminology) in this universe. You get to work for 20hrs in a day, 365 days a year and you are assured with all the luxuries in this world. Even though they promised you a flashy package with an awesome job description, at the EOD, its all about MONEY, which they intend to use to fulfil their greed, rather than take extra care of the temple and the poor. That's it!
The queue system, even though looks very well maintained, is completely flawed. And I have observed that the TTD executives are cashing the faith of the devotees by reducing the number of tickets for Rs.50 darshan and increasing the numbers of Rs.300. I bet, the Rs.300 devotee expected more privileges and a faster DARSHAN. (LMAO here.. sorry couldn't stop myself.... I was in the Rs. 50 line).
The devotees, who spend thousands of rupees and hours of journey time do not get to see a clear image of you, when the SCOUTS try to push away people, as if your devotees were stray dogs. Neverhteless, they dont mind to add utter confusion, and will even let us stand for a few more seconds if we can BRIBE one or two of these scouts with 100 buck bills.
And I need not say anything about the way people behave for your most favourite LADOOS. It is a prestige issue now a days. If I can get more Ladoos than the guy in front of me, then my de tour to your temple is a grand success. Believe me when I say this, Number of ladoos in my hands is directly proportional to a successful trip to Tirupathi. (yeah, wouldnt have this satisfaction even if I were successful to finalize a billion dollar deal...) As you might have already guessed, yes, you need to squeeze in the smaller currency notes into the hands of the people on the other side to achieve this.
Moving on to the place where they bless us with your silver MUKUT. The person or pujari is so skilled in removing the coins or notes from the plate that I was mesmerized and impressed. I don't remember the counting machine to have pulled the notes so neatly. Similarly, when you go to the regular PRASAD queue, in the opposite end, you will find one hand giving you the prasad and the other palm facing upwards, in anticipation of a compensation. If you can impress this guy with a suitable AMOUNT, then you and your family can lay down a table to dine at this stall for as long as you wish.
The expression OMG, is written all over my face, when I happen to encounter these things in bits and pieces. Adding to the surprise package, I did see a few people with ANNA HAZARE caps (previously a.k.a Gandhi Caps... but Anna is in fashion these dayz you see... :p). However, even they were so engrossed in this whole ritual that all they bothered was to play along and SPEND meticulously. And did I forget to mention their periodic "Bolo Ganapathi pappa, Moriyaa" slogan was the highlight of the day. Seriously, didn't anyone tell them that they were inside the BALAJI TEMPLE, not GANESH's! A serious case of miscommunication I guess...
All in all, I have noticed that there is far less devotion in the minds of people who come to have a glance at you and are stuck in materialistic things like lack of conditioned air and watery floors etc. Everyone wants a quick darshan and are ready to PAY the price.
I have only spoken about the things I encountered in the main temple My Lord! The scenario at the govt. guest houses and other places is a complete journal in itself. Will let you know later. C ya. Buh bye.
Yours FLF (finding his lost faith) devotee
TinTo
*This is just my own estimate. You may contribute the FACTS if you happen to know the exact figure.
**Am still confused why did he take the loan, when he had Goddess Lakshmi Devi as his wife. Anyways, lets not mix mythology with logicology.
***Kindly refer the number of cases on all the people, who held top positions in the TTD.
Saturday, 30 July 2011
Me and My Frustrations- This is IT!
I know that I am not in a position to complain, especially when I have a job at one of the best MNCs and drawing a good package and all, but I cant help myself from witnessing the INDIANIZATION of the so called corporate CULTURE.
Every company has devised their own set of rules and policies, to keep the employees under control and to MONITOR discipline within the organization. There are panels at the TOP, which come up with neo-noir policies that hardly makes sense to an average employee. Of course, the terminology used is definitely not helping the poor soul to get a grip on the new RULES. However, we know the bOtTom LiNe, "Thou shall never dare to Question the Methods of the LEADERSHIP! Amen!".
The following is a satire on some of the policies that are violated, and yet are accepted by one and all, as it does not HARM anyone Materialistically.
COMPANY POLICIES eh?? Our stand in this perspective (The Indian Perspective) is "BALLS TO U asses up there"! Who on EARTH gave you the notion that WE, Indians, would give a damn about the rules that you create. We do not abide by them; No sir, not us!
U make a policy asking every employee to give respect to every individual, irrespective of their designation and experience or qualification, yet you fail to see that WE Indians treat our subordinates as subordinates only. Our logic is simple- "How can I respect somebody, who draws less income than me, works harder and does the work that I assign, without questions asked?"
Then you come up with another policy stating that we should take the responsibility of our deeds, good or bad. Are you Insane? "I do not take responsibility for the bad things I commit. I simply like to BLAME my colleagues and the client. On the contrary, IF someone is coming up wid an outstanding module, I will make sure that everybody feels that I too had contributed towards this tremendous work. And if possible, I will claim it mine."
Always follow the company dress policy... ALWAYS! WTH?! "I dont think that rule is meant for me. Its only for my subordinates and I make sure each one of these brats follows this policy."
Do not harass or misbehave or use foul words in any sort of communication or conversation with you peers, colleagues; especially behave yourself when communicating with women. Roflmao... "I will never use foul lingo in the office communicator or mails. And we certainly will not misbehave with ladies, who are not good-looking. While the pretty ones get all our attention and time. what if a few of them are dumb? They can compensate it with their charms. Hence, I cant stop myself from hitting or staring at the office Hotties."
There is nothing as seniority at the time of the Appraisal. Its COMPLETELY performance based... Hehehe, as if...!!! "You want me to promote the guy, who has not even been here for an year? That aint fair. The other guy had been in this company for a while and he acts as my puppet; he is much more ELIGIBLE."
Then comes the ULTIMATE policy, which is TARGETED towards Indians. Treat every employee equally, irrespective of their caste, religion, language and region... Huh?! Now that's against our principles, Indian Principles... "I am a brahmin and I intend to stay with my herd. Do hell with the other castes", "Yaar, these bloody south indians are such shrimps, narrow minded a-holes, God help them.", "Oh My! this guy is not a Hindu, can I trust him?"
These are only SOME of the issues that I have witnessed first hand, during my stint at Hyderabad. I am not saying that ALL of us are this way, but there are a few people like this, all over, yet we simply brush it off, as it ain't anything new to us. Whatever be the company, however big and global their network is today, we Indians, will remain Indians! Jai Hind!
Every company has devised their own set of rules and policies, to keep the employees under control and to MONITOR discipline within the organization. There are panels at the TOP, which come up with neo-noir policies that hardly makes sense to an average employee. Of course, the terminology used is definitely not helping the poor soul to get a grip on the new RULES. However, we know the bOtTom LiNe, "Thou shall never dare to Question the Methods of the LEADERSHIP! Amen!".
The following is a satire on some of the policies that are violated, and yet are accepted by one and all, as it does not HARM anyone Materialistically.
COMPANY POLICIES eh?? Our stand in this perspective (The Indian Perspective) is "BALLS TO U asses up there"! Who on EARTH gave you the notion that WE, Indians, would give a damn about the rules that you create. We do not abide by them; No sir, not us!
U make a policy asking every employee to give respect to every individual, irrespective of their designation and experience or qualification, yet you fail to see that WE Indians treat our subordinates as subordinates only. Our logic is simple- "How can I respect somebody, who draws less income than me, works harder and does the work that I assign, without questions asked?"
Then you come up with another policy stating that we should take the responsibility of our deeds, good or bad. Are you Insane? "I do not take responsibility for the bad things I commit. I simply like to BLAME my colleagues and the client. On the contrary, IF someone is coming up wid an outstanding module, I will make sure that everybody feels that I too had contributed towards this tremendous work. And if possible, I will claim it mine."
Always follow the company dress policy... ALWAYS! WTH?! "I dont think that rule is meant for me. Its only for my subordinates and I make sure each one of these brats follows this policy."
Do not harass or misbehave or use foul words in any sort of communication or conversation with you peers, colleagues; especially behave yourself when communicating with women. Roflmao... "I will never use foul lingo in the office communicator or mails. And we certainly will not misbehave with ladies, who are not good-looking. While the pretty ones get all our attention and time. what if a few of them are dumb? They can compensate it with their charms. Hence, I cant stop myself from hitting or staring at the office Hotties."
There is nothing as seniority at the time of the Appraisal. Its COMPLETELY performance based... Hehehe, as if...!!! "You want me to promote the guy, who has not even been here for an year? That aint fair. The other guy had been in this company for a while and he acts as my puppet; he is much more ELIGIBLE."
Then comes the ULTIMATE policy, which is TARGETED towards Indians. Treat every employee equally, irrespective of their caste, religion, language and region... Huh?! Now that's against our principles, Indian Principles... "I am a brahmin and I intend to stay with my herd. Do hell with the other castes", "Yaar, these bloody south indians are such shrimps, narrow minded a-holes, God help them.", "Oh My! this guy is not a Hindu, can I trust him?"
These are only SOME of the issues that I have witnessed first hand, during my stint at Hyderabad. I am not saying that ALL of us are this way, but there are a few people like this, all over, yet we simply brush it off, as it ain't anything new to us. Whatever be the company, however big and global their network is today, we Indians, will remain Indians! Jai Hind!
Monday, 25 April 2011
U n Her
Now that i think abt everything i just feel that am hurting her feelings by not telling her what's happening at HOME. The coolest uncle, the understanding mom...coming in between my love. Everyone likes her as a friend of mine but nothing more than that. The same on the other side of the coin, even at her place its the same thing. My world is falling apart by thinking abt all these things, where the fuck are all those ppl who i used to have fun with. Need 'U'(my family and friends) n "HER".
Friday, 18 March 2011
Life @ Chennai....
Ever heard the saying that u get what u want, as long as you put your efforts...... well.... let me break it for you that it is not true in my case..... bcos Chennai is the last place on this freaking planet that i wuld have ever loved to land..... and thruout the period, between november 27th to march 12th, i was planning so much about my new job and life post Accenturization (:p) @Bengaluru or Hyderabad.... and i severely detested even the thought of Chennai..... Alas!!! fate does have ways of its own..... henceforth, i got THE thing, which i loathed... from the bottom, top and side of my heart.... :)
anyways... if u ignore the lack of entertainment sources, computer system, hot and humid climate and good gaaaalllsss (stress on the last specification pls..:p).... life at Chennai Rocks.... (yeah nicky.. go have a hearty laugh!!! :p)
and if i ever had the hopes of moving away frm this place, then they were shattered and then grinded into fine powder by my dearest HRs and Seniors..... :D
so, "HYDERABAD" i'll miss u dearly...
the biryani over here sucks big time.... just imagine having to encounter tomato and curry leaves and some mustard seeds in the middle of your morsel.... :(... yeah.. u guessed right... thats supposed to be the HYDERABADI CHICKEN BIRYANI.... :D
coming to my accomodation.... here are the facilities i njoy....
1. there is an AC
2. Washing machine
3. Geaser and cool bathroom fittings
4. High speed wi-fi internet facility (jus wait until i get my lappy)
5. LCD TV with Airtel DTH with all the channels i need... :p
6. A living room with nice cozy sofa set
7. A dining space with a refrigerator
8. A kitchen with all equipment, even gas and stove for those unexpected cooking sessions.... ;)
9. And continuos supply of mineral water for drinking
10. And fulltoo high security... u need password to enter our building... :)
11. And it is just behind my office building and a 10min bus ride from my training center
12. A maid to keep the flat spotless...
dont worry.. its just a PG..... nevertheless, an awesum accomodation....
P.S- its been a week since i had sambar.. and if u think that it is the most staple food at Chennai.. then take a dip in chilled water.... :D
anyways... if u ignore the lack of entertainment sources, computer system, hot and humid climate and good gaaaalllsss (stress on the last specification pls..:p).... life at Chennai Rocks.... (yeah nicky.. go have a hearty laugh!!! :p)
and if i ever had the hopes of moving away frm this place, then they were shattered and then grinded into fine powder by my dearest HRs and Seniors..... :D
so, "HYDERABAD" i'll miss u dearly...
the biryani over here sucks big time.... just imagine having to encounter tomato and curry leaves and some mustard seeds in the middle of your morsel.... :(... yeah.. u guessed right... thats supposed to be the HYDERABADI CHICKEN BIRYANI.... :D
coming to my accomodation.... here are the facilities i njoy....
1. there is an AC
2. Washing machine
3. Geaser and cool bathroom fittings
4. High speed wi-fi internet facility (jus wait until i get my lappy)
5. LCD TV with Airtel DTH with all the channels i need... :p
6. A living room with nice cozy sofa set
7. A dining space with a refrigerator
8. A kitchen with all equipment, even gas and stove for those unexpected cooking sessions.... ;)
9. And continuos supply of mineral water for drinking
10. And fulltoo high security... u need password to enter our building... :)
11. And it is just behind my office building and a 10min bus ride from my training center
12. A maid to keep the flat spotless...
dont worry.. its just a PG..... nevertheless, an awesum accomodation....
P.S- its been a week since i had sambar.. and if u think that it is the most staple food at Chennai.. then take a dip in chilled water.... :D
Monday, 3 January 2011
Tuesday, 2 November 2010
Arubhai's Free (booku) Advice
didnt want to post it in FB..... too many relatives and sister ofcourse.... but, wanted to share this info... so here it is... a new statement.... and its my own... ok...!!!
to the female members, this is addressed to the guys alone... kindly take it as a joke... no offense intended... :D
"Stop Diluting your next generation! Lets make brighter children from Richer and Denser Sperms- Save Semen, Stop Masturbation!!!!" ;)
@ the male lot..... when i say its a joke, its a joke only... dont take it seriously... or else you will end up writing a new saga "Me and My Sexual Frustrations"... :D
to the female members, this is addressed to the guys alone... kindly take it as a joke... no offense intended... :D
"Stop Diluting your next generation! Lets make brighter children from Richer and Denser Sperms- Save Semen, Stop Masturbation!!!!" ;)
@ the male lot..... when i say its a joke, its a joke only... dont take it seriously... or else you will end up writing a new saga "Me and My Sexual Frustrations"... :D
Wednesday, 27 October 2010
Me and MY Frustrations- Part 5
"Belief! I had tremendous respect for this word. I always believed in the things I did, even when I know they were wrong. Some call it making poor choices; I say that it is just their own perspective. If you believe in what you do, nothing else matters. A simple belief, when commonly practiced by a larger group, which accepts the terms and respects the faith, forms a religion. And we know, every religion has its own God, otherwise known as Perspective or Viewpoint."
Thinking why I wrote this crap?
Since I did not have any articles to write today, I spent my day, finishing Dan Brown's most celebrated, latest book, The Lost Symbol. "Believe" me, I am Lost (mentally). Hence, the above paragraph!
What a beep book man?!?!?! Phew!!! 250 pages of actual story + 150 pages of history (American) + 50 pages for the Mason brotherhood + 50 for Flashbacks of every individual…… If one reads every page, every para, every line and every freaking word in this book, you will wonder how can Dan "UP Urs" Brown write hundreds of pages of unwanted, unrelated, repeated, irritated stuff? But, when I tried writing the lines above, I realized, "Hey! No big deal! All u need to do is BLAH BLAH BLAH… and BLAH…"
And the lines in every chapter (atleast b4 the end of the chapter) in the book go something like this….
"Aravind just finished eating. Over eating, in fact. Unable to comprehend the extra food, his digestive system is in total chaos. He is now making strolls on the roof and that’s when, the chemical reactions in his stomach started acting violently and the unthinkable happened"
He Burped!
Order from Chaos!
Add a Latin or Greek phrase here….
Don’t think that’s gross!! Seriously!! If you read the book, you will understand my PAIN. Actually, share it too… :p for those who survived this 509 pages of "The LOST" saga, and yet found it to be Dan (mo***la) Brown's ultimate thriller, you guys (or gals) have a different PERSPECTIVE.. that’s all… no hard feelings ya!
Disclaimer- the Content of this article is simply to express my frustration. Not directed against any individual. Not even against Danny… :D any resemblance with my state of mind with the reader is no coincidence (The book sucked, big time!). For those outsiders who want to voice against this publishing (screw u! this is a friends only blog, so no trespassing)… and friends, u r free to comment…
Thinking why I wrote this crap?
Since I did not have any articles to write today, I spent my day, finishing Dan Brown's most celebrated, latest book, The Lost Symbol. "Believe" me, I am Lost (mentally). Hence, the above paragraph!
What a beep book man?!?!?! Phew!!! 250 pages of actual story + 150 pages of history (American) + 50 pages for the Mason brotherhood + 50 for Flashbacks of every individual…… If one reads every page, every para, every line and every freaking word in this book, you will wonder how can Dan "UP Urs" Brown write hundreds of pages of unwanted, unrelated, repeated, irritated stuff? But, when I tried writing the lines above, I realized, "Hey! No big deal! All u need to do is BLAH BLAH BLAH… and BLAH…"
And the lines in every chapter (atleast b4 the end of the chapter) in the book go something like this….
"Aravind just finished eating. Over eating, in fact. Unable to comprehend the extra food, his digestive system is in total chaos. He is now making strolls on the roof and that’s when, the chemical reactions in his stomach started acting violently and the unthinkable happened"
He Burped!
Order from Chaos!
Add a Latin or Greek phrase here….
Don’t think that’s gross!! Seriously!! If you read the book, you will understand my PAIN. Actually, share it too… :p for those who survived this 509 pages of "The LOST" saga, and yet found it to be Dan (mo***la) Brown's ultimate thriller, you guys (or gals) have a different PERSPECTIVE.. that’s all… no hard feelings ya!
Disclaimer- the Content of this article is simply to express my frustration. Not directed against any individual. Not even against Danny… :D any resemblance with my state of mind with the reader is no coincidence (The book sucked, big time!). For those outsiders who want to voice against this publishing (screw u! this is a friends only blog, so no trespassing)… and friends, u r free to comment…
Sunday, 5 September 2010
done with the campus connect...free for abt 4-5 days...then off to KERELA...have to come back n do some shopping for infy...nt to forget there is this MEDICAL CHECK-UP that i have to do :(
these 20 days r gonna b awesome for me ppl...
am eager to go to infy now more than ever...as i have got a great reason now more than ever...
LOVE is in the air for me...nt sure as usual...being single is the best but then again i want to b single having a gal taking care of me...can that b possible..?
yes n i know i can find that type of relation...
for once in my life am nt some gal's JUST BEST FRND and i am liking it :)
WISH ME LUCK PPL...1st time am in love for more than 15 days \m/
these 20 days r gonna b awesome for me ppl...
am eager to go to infy now more than ever...as i have got a great reason now more than ever...
LOVE is in the air for me...nt sure as usual...being single is the best but then again i want to b single having a gal taking care of me...can that b possible..?
yes n i know i can find that type of relation...
for once in my life am nt some gal's JUST BEST FRND and i am liking it :)
WISH ME LUCK PPL...1st time am in love for more than 15 days \m/
Tuesday, 3 August 2010
antharangalu..tidi tidi < music> anantha manasa chadarangalu..tiditidi < more music>
Moving to Kansas is not as difficult as I imagined, atleast so far. Synchronously, I terribly miss my parents,Krishna,Sai. I loved it when abhi,bhow and nikki came to the airport to see us off. Pratima and deepthi came over to my place to bid me adieu and I quickly entrusted dem my last minute luggage packing job. Great to hav frens around wen u need dem the most ;)
Now I am in Manhattan, Kansas n Shifting into my apartment tomorrow. I hav never ever been on my own b4 and I wonder how it is gng to be lyk in near future. Well as u all knw Iam MAD and I fear I will remain so no matter where Iam. Y do I blabber? y do I hav to be utterly candid all tyms? uff may be its a genetic disorder or watever. So as expected I hav started to face troubles due to my irrational thinking ( just a sec!do i ever think b4 saying!), blabbering. Oh did I mention my habit of unintentionally and occasionally hurting ppl lingers around! oh i hate it! bla bla blu blu. Iam boring myself now, enuf of me :)
The weather at manhattan is cruelly hot, as hot as 120 F. It gets dark around 9 pm and sometyms I feel as if evenings are stolen by nature. Anyways I loove KSU and my Snrs here are helpful. For inside story and gossip wait till I get my cell. Till den take good care of urselves.
Now I am in Manhattan, Kansas n Shifting into my apartment tomorrow. I hav never ever been on my own b4 and I wonder how it is gng to be lyk in near future. Well as u all knw Iam MAD and I fear I will remain so no matter where Iam. Y do I blabber? y do I hav to be utterly candid all tyms? uff may be its a genetic disorder or watever. So as expected I hav started to face troubles due to my irrational thinking ( just a sec!do i ever think b4 saying!), blabbering. Oh did I mention my habit of unintentionally and occasionally hurting ppl lingers around! oh i hate it! bla bla blu blu. Iam boring myself now, enuf of me :)
The weather at manhattan is cruelly hot, as hot as 120 F. It gets dark around 9 pm and sometyms I feel as if evenings are stolen by nature. Anyways I loove KSU and my Snrs here are helpful. For inside story and gossip wait till I get my cell. Till den take good care of urselves.
Saturday, 17 July 2010
Y ppl luv Calvin and Hobbes
Jus read this from the Calvin and Hobbes Collection......
Calvin: What is a PRONOUN Hobbes?
Hobbes: uhh... A noun which has lost its Amateur Status.
:D :p roflmao.....
Calvin: What is a PRONOUN Hobbes?
Hobbes: uhh... A noun which has lost its Amateur Status.
:D :p roflmao.....
Sunday, 11 July 2010
Highway to HELL!!!
This is a true incident.... Any resemblance to anybody's experience is a shear coincidence.....
9:30am reporting time at Indur Inst of Engg & Tech, Ponnala Village, Siddipet Mandal, Medak.... Yeah! Thats was my TOEFL center... Me and Akki booked our slots there....
Initial plans were to go by bus, and we needed to catch one at JBS!!! My mom was like "5:42am to 7:26am DURMUHURTAM ra"..... So, I bucked up and woke around 4:30am to leave the house by 5:35am max.... asked my dad to drop me off at Akki's place....we wanted to board the 6:30am Erra Bus.....
I didnt kno, my dad had to do a special pooja that day..... He started the pooja at 5:20am and time flew by, before i realized it was 6am already... I was so pissed off and in between my mom says, "Hanuman Chalisa chaduvu" every 2 mins..... I lost my cool and dragged my dad out of the house..... i was getting late right?...... however, my dad thought that his TRAIN (timed to depart at 7:10am from sec'bd, which was half an hour away at that time) was more important than my TOEFL exam and he asked me to drop him off at station and then go to Akki's place..... WTH! I got out in "durmuhurtam", am running late as it ease....so i didnt care......
Upon reaching Akki's place I got to kno.... We were going by CAR.... I was relieved!!!!
We hit the road.... since it was morning i didnt expect much traffic... but the shamirpet to medak highway was fairly busy..... the road side sites were soooo verrrry EYE Soothing u kno..... As they put up milestone every km, there was an Accident Vehicle, completely and thoroughly squashed, every 10km...... akki was driving so far (the coll is 93km from his place) on a highway for the first time....That irked enough..... Am not much of a believer in auspicious times and all... but, for some reason the "durmuhurtam" kept cropping up in my mind.... to top it all, the car stereo was playing Aerosmith's "Highway to Hell"!!!!!.... Just imagine the irony.....
Anyways, we reached the place very early, took a nap and checked out a few babes...including an Iranian One (God! She was HOT! Nicki ga... miss ayinav ra).... and travelled back safely.. made a couple of stops at Alankritha (a nice hang out place guys... we shud go sometime....) to have an apple pie and at Vack's (another cool place to hang out with friends...) we had an awesum pastry.. the FUN BOX*......
Finally, Reached my house, safe and sound!!! Phew!!! :)
P.S- If there is anybody wondering y this long post is not an issue of "Me and My frustrations", then let me tell u that i was not one bit frustrated... nope!!! .... I WAS SHIT SCARED DAMN IT!!!! And while coming back we saw couple of fresh accident vehicles, which were not there in the morning when we drove by... and that time we were playing MJ's Dangerous song..... :p
*A fun box is a pastry contained in a box, made of CHOCOLATE... even the lid is made of Chocolate... so the complete box is edible and its priced only Rs.60....Guess that triggered off the Tastebuds of the CHOCO maniacs of our group.... :p
9:30am reporting time at Indur Inst of Engg & Tech, Ponnala Village, Siddipet Mandal, Medak.... Yeah! Thats was my TOEFL center... Me and Akki booked our slots there....
Initial plans were to go by bus, and we needed to catch one at JBS!!! My mom was like "5:42am to 7:26am DURMUHURTAM ra"..... So, I bucked up and woke around 4:30am to leave the house by 5:35am max.... asked my dad to drop me off at Akki's place....we wanted to board the 6:30am Erra Bus.....
I didnt kno, my dad had to do a special pooja that day..... He started the pooja at 5:20am and time flew by, before i realized it was 6am already... I was so pissed off and in between my mom says, "Hanuman Chalisa chaduvu" every 2 mins..... I lost my cool and dragged my dad out of the house..... i was getting late right?...... however, my dad thought that his TRAIN (timed to depart at 7:10am from sec'bd, which was half an hour away at that time) was more important than my TOEFL exam and he asked me to drop him off at station and then go to Akki's place..... WTH! I got out in "durmuhurtam", am running late as it ease....so i didnt care......
Upon reaching Akki's place I got to kno.... We were going by CAR.... I was relieved!!!!
We hit the road.... since it was morning i didnt expect much traffic... but the shamirpet to medak highway was fairly busy..... the road side sites were soooo verrrry EYE Soothing u kno..... As they put up milestone every km, there was an Accident Vehicle, completely and thoroughly squashed, every 10km...... akki was driving so far (the coll is 93km from his place) on a highway for the first time....That irked enough..... Am not much of a believer in auspicious times and all... but, for some reason the "durmuhurtam" kept cropping up in my mind.... to top it all, the car stereo was playing Aerosmith's "Highway to Hell"!!!!!.... Just imagine the irony.....
Anyways, we reached the place very early, took a nap and checked out a few babes...including an Iranian One (God! She was HOT! Nicki ga... miss ayinav ra).... and travelled back safely.. made a couple of stops at Alankritha (a nice hang out place guys... we shud go sometime....) to have an apple pie and at Vack's (another cool place to hang out with friends...) we had an awesum pastry.. the FUN BOX*......
Finally, Reached my house, safe and sound!!! Phew!!! :)
P.S- If there is anybody wondering y this long post is not an issue of "Me and My frustrations", then let me tell u that i was not one bit frustrated... nope!!! .... I WAS SHIT SCARED DAMN IT!!!! And while coming back we saw couple of fresh accident vehicles, which were not there in the morning when we drove by... and that time we were playing MJ's Dangerous song..... :p
*A fun box is a pastry contained in a box, made of CHOCOLATE... even the lid is made of Chocolate... so the complete box is edible and its priced only Rs.60....Guess that triggered off the Tastebuds of the CHOCO maniacs of our group.... :p
Monday, 5 July 2010
Bangalore Trip!!!
Pros- Too good weather, nice room and good neighbourhood, pretty gals, tasty food and cool trasport facilities.... :p
Cons- Train arrived late, a lil lingo probs, shops closed by 10pm @ Jayanagar and we couldnt stay for another day bcos of the Bharath Bandh!
Cons- Train arrived late, a lil lingo probs, shops closed by 10pm @ Jayanagar and we couldnt stay for another day bcos of the Bharath Bandh!
Thursday, 1 July 2010
Me and My Frustration Part 4- Screw ‘em UP!
First, I guess I should stop giving job alerts to ppl…. Seriously! I keep giving messages, sending sms and call ppl to tell them about an opportunity and they don’t reciprocate the gesture when they kno of any recruitment drive….. Bloody greedy lot!
Second, I got 74.95%.... F*cking crazy man…. Jus 0.05% away from the magical number!!! :( lost the chance to attend a recruitment drive today….
Thrid, our Bangalore trip has gone to the dogs…. Initially, 8 ppl were supposed to go, and now only two ppl are boarding the train tomor……
Fourth, got Toefl exam on 10th and am shit scary…. Thanks to the unnerving and angry statements of my mum..... she sternly says “Anta overconfidence undakudadu Aravind”…. this dialogue multiplied by 20 times = Aravind has ended up with no confidence at all…. :p
Fifth, that asshole of a lecturer, our project guide, left the coll, but left a WILL, to confront our batch for taking back our 4000 worth BLOWERS and then not to give us certificates until we get the coll atleast a cheap qlty one….. bloody gay bastard!!!….. it seems he is still in hyd… gonna pay him a visit with our blowers to pump (err blow) some air in him… at full blow power… 3.5 cu. Cm. volume…. Air velocity 14m/s and motor rpm 14,000….. A COMPLETE BLOW JOB!!! :p :p….
Finally, falling short of money…. Banjara bhoomini vaana kaatesinattu…… Karuvu pradesanini vadili valasapoyinattu……. Dabbu naa deggara ninchi karigi poye…. Where is the damn money for the articles I’ve written I say?!?!?!?
Second, I got 74.95%.... F*cking crazy man…. Jus 0.05% away from the magical number!!! :( lost the chance to attend a recruitment drive today….
Thrid, our Bangalore trip has gone to the dogs…. Initially, 8 ppl were supposed to go, and now only two ppl are boarding the train tomor……
Fourth, got Toefl exam on 10th and am shit scary…. Thanks to the unnerving and angry statements of my mum..... she sternly says “Anta overconfidence undakudadu Aravind”…. this dialogue multiplied by 20 times = Aravind has ended up with no confidence at all…. :p
Fifth, that asshole of a lecturer, our project guide, left the coll, but left a WILL, to confront our batch for taking back our 4000 worth BLOWERS and then not to give us certificates until we get the coll atleast a cheap qlty one….. bloody gay bastard!!!….. it seems he is still in hyd… gonna pay him a visit with our blowers to pump (err blow) some air in him… at full blow power… 3.5 cu. Cm. volume…. Air velocity 14m/s and motor rpm 14,000….. A COMPLETE BLOW JOB!!! :p :p….
Finally, falling short of money…. Banjara bhoomini vaana kaatesinattu…… Karuvu pradesanini vadili valasapoyinattu……. Dabbu naa deggara ninchi karigi poye…. Where is the damn money for the articles I’ve written I say?!?!?!?
Monday, 28 June 2010
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