Friday, June 30, 2006

Germany vs Argentina..

Yeah, so finally I did watch a match in the TV lounge fully. And I must say, the match was quite special. I, for one, thought Argentina would win the contest hands down, although I had this creepy feeling that it was going to be Germany which would come up trumps. Or maybe my tendency to support the underdogs took control of me. Because it seemed quite illogical. It was one of those things wherein the mind tells something but the heart tells the opposite.

Anyways coming back to the match, the first half, to sum it in one word, was unexciting. Argentina dominated the half with almost 65% posession, but were unimpressive. Ballack missed an easy header, and I was hoping secretly that it does not prove costly for Germany. However Tevez was the most impressive with his slick passes and sublime touches.

Coming to the second half, it was quite evident that both the teams were looking to increase their tempo. First up, Germany conceded a corner in the 48th minute. And Ayala converted it into a goal with a beautiful header. And celebrate he did. Little did he know that he was going to be one of the two who'd let Argentina down later in the evening. It was only after the goal did we see the Germans trying to attack much more. Wave after wave of the German attack crashed against the sturdy, Argentinian defense. But little came out of it.

However the turning point of the game, according to me, was in the 62 minute, when the Argentinian goalkeeper was injured. After a few minutes he had to be stretchered off the field. And after that, a couple of disastrous substitutions by Jose Pekerman just made matters worse by replacing Riquelme and Crespo. WHAT WAS HE THINKING? And to top it all, Messi and Saviola were overlooked. Was it over confidence on Pekerman's part or under-estimating the young lads? But that was all the Germans needed. In the 80th minute Ballack gave an excellent pass inside the box to Borowski, who headed it to Klose. Klose had no problems in converting it into a goal and suddenly everyone (almost) around me went into raptures. The Germans were back into the match.

The extra time was safely negotiated by both the teams. And then it came down to deciding the match through penalty kicks. (Somehow I was reminded of Patnaik's miss) And as I had anticipated, Germany came on top with Cambiossa and Ayala hitting it straight to Lehmann, the German goalkeeper while the Germans converted all their spot kicks. And the final score read :
Germany 1(4) - 1(2) Argentina

Argentina is a very good team which showed a lot of promise. I wont be surprised if they are chosen as favourites for the WC 2010. However they were just not meant to click in this WC. On the other hand, the German defense was not even half as strong as the Berlin wall. In fact at one juncture, Lahm made a weak pass to Freidrick which was intercepted by Crespo and it could have proved dangerous had Maxi not messed up the shot. There was another instance when I thought the referee was going to award a spot kick to Argentina when Lahm felled Rodriguez in the box. Instead the referee yellow-carded Rodriguez. There were other debatable decisions as well. The refereeing, I felt, was biased towards the Germans.

However it was their day on the field today, and I salute their dogged determination, which saw them through. And I feel happy for Klinsman. It could well turn into a second successive final if they get past the Italians. But that was easier said than done. Although Ballack did show a few flashes of brilliance, he was limping for most part of the second half. Schneider also looked incompetent. But one never knows when the Italians might snatch defeat from the jaws of victory. They're the best chokers after Spain and Netherlands. Lets hope for the best and may the best teams win. And on that note, this is the optimist from utopia signing off.

My man of the match: The German goalkeeper, Lehmann

PS1: This was not the football post I promised. However I couldnt keep myself from posting about the match. It was the match of the WC. Waiting for tomorrow's quarterfinals.. esp Brazil vs France. Its time for vengeance guys.
PS2: Going home tomorrow. Just cant stop myself from getting bored. In fact I got so bored, that I started editing my orkut profile. (I dont like doing it, but then you know how bored I am now a days) And I guess, it came out quite well :P
PS3: India is tottering at 144/6 . No comments :(
PS4: WC UPDATE!! Pekerman quit as the Argentina coach. Shit happens, dude.
PS5: Tipo cant stop himself from mentioning assimov in every sentence. Its irritating.
PS5: 2 term assesment tests during this weekend. May the Lord save me. AMEN.

Thursday, June 29, 2006

My Schedule..

12:30: Wake up.
12:45: Wide awake, but still in bed.
(Hoping that I won’t feel hungry and the sun would set soon so that I could go back to sleep.)
1:00: Don’t see my fantasies coming true. Drag myself out of the bed unwillingly.
1:01: Switch on the PC. Check mails. Reply offliners and scraps.
1:10: Wake others up, if they are not awake already.
1:20: Start brushing.
1:22: Still Brushing. And talking in a language which only S and I can understand.
With all that foam in our mouths, we would talk and talk until we can take it no longer.
We’d then run all the way to the bathroom, just in time to direct all that foam right into
the washbasin. Bombs away!!
1:30: Not yet decided, where we would have our lunch.
1:45: Lunch.
2:15: Still lunching. And BCing of course.
2:30: Back in room. Check mails hoping for SPAM in mailbox.
No.. no.. not the ‘I’m sexy’ spam mails from the faculty's account :P
2:31: No mails!! dammit! Double click on anger.m3u or bored.m3u and the songs start.
(yeah, I’ve got a playlist for every mood. Yes I am highly organized :D)
2:40: Plan out a schedule which goes something like this.
2:45: Take bath. =))
3:15: CAT
3:45: Break. Drink water. Listen to songs for half an hour.
4:15: Read blogs. Check for comments. Comment on others blogs.
?:?? : Once I am done, check if someone is online, who is waiting to be bugged.
6:45: CAT
7:45: Have dinner. And then come back and plan the rest of the schedule.
My ideal schedule.. :D But as each and every one of us knows the ideal concept is imaginary.
So what actually happens is..

2:45: Favourite song starts playing on JetAudio. Puts the song in an infinite loop.
2:50: Checks mails. nfrm. You have no new mail. *sigh*
2:55: Still humming the same song. Suddenly.. out of nowhere!! BUZZ!! From this guy!
A sample conversation.
halley: why is it that i am jobless always :D
halley: evado okadu dorukuthadu chatting ki
halley: and i keep doin BC
halley: always
Gokul: hmm
Gokul: why ante?
Gokul: anthea..
Gokul: we are born to be jobless.
halley: sun rises in the east type lo fact antaava :D

halley: remember this jaypee guy
halley: DS tutor
Gokul: huh?
Gokul: hmm ya
Gokul: trees
halley: vaadu appudu annadu ..
Gokul: emani
halley: 1st yr lo konchem work chesthav
halley: 2nd yr lo taggutundi
halley: 3rd lo inka taggutundi
halley: 4th yr lo asalu undadu ani
halley: appudu i thought i can defy that .. now i sit back and say how true how true
halley: =))
Gokul: hehe
Gokul: yeah
Gokul: sit back
Gokul: true true
halley: i cant even imagine
Gokul: :(
halley: when u become say a 30 yr old or somethin
halley: and u have some kids n your relatives etc
halley: vallu ki ready authu unte
Gokul: :-s
halley: manam emani chepthamo ani
halley: ;))
halley: definitely i cant say .. study well work hard etc
halley: =))
Gokul: hehe
Gokul: yeah rey
Gokul: neva thought bout it
halley: we need to somethin big in our life
halley: eppudu cheddham ;)
Gokul: hmm
Gokul: sthn big..
Gokul: I can’t think big
Gokul: u tell me
halley: we will blast IIIT
Gokul: :|
Gokul: HOW?
halley: V for Vendetta style
The conversation after this is strictly censored for I play a more active part from here!! :-s
No, we are not associated with the Al-Qaeda

PS1: Another arbit post. Bored at lab. Waiting to play BF2 SF.
PS2: Next post is NOT going to be an arbit post! BTW this is my 75th post.
PS3: This is not a fixed schedule. And yes, it has been altered a little.
(to appeal to the author :P)
PS4: Quarterfinals from tomorrow. Cant wait for em.. :D
My predictions:
Germany vs Argentina -- Argentina -- ] Argentina --]
England vs Portugal -- England -- ] --] Brazil!! \:D/
Brazil vs France -- Brazil -- ] Brazil --]
Ukraine vs Italy -- Italy -- ]

My predictions:
Germany vs Argentina -- Germany -- ] Germany --]
Ukraine vs Italy -- Italy -- ] --] Brazil!! \:D/
Brazil vs France -- Brazil -- ]
England vs Portugal -- England -- ] Brazil --]

PS5: Sagar is referring to peesu and yar as Srinivas and Pradeep!! =))
PS6: I am jobless. :(


Wednesday, June 28, 2006

DUMB charades.. :D

Dumb charades.. some of my fond childhood memories have been associated with it. Its funny how something so insignificant as this, has continued to stay memorable unlike any other major 'event' in my life.

This other day, my sister and I were recollecting the days when we used to be the exponents at this very game. We knew each other inside out and with mind-blowing strategies :P we used to make short work of any difficult sounding movies. People even went to the lengths of calling us psychic and telepathic. But as they say, all good things have to come to an end, and needless to say, somewhere down the line, we also lost track of our abilities and stopped being the paranormal siblings.

The last time when my dumb charadic skills were put to test was when we had moved to Hyderabad and this house maid of ours knew neither Hindi nor English (No, its not THAT obvious. My cousin has a house maid who speaks decent English. Better than our Intermediate Maths professor. Also I hate to admit this, but back then, my mom was better than me in Telugu) Anyways to cut a long story short, I was kinda out of touch when it came to dumb charades and so when we had been to Mumbai, we decided to play the same and relive some of the memories. And as I had mentioned earlier, my sister and I decided to be the captains of our respective teams. Then came discussing the strategies part.

Me: Achcha, remember thumbs up is a hindi movie/word, thumbs down is English and anything else means I am trying to give you a clue using a Tamil/Marathi word. (Yes, we're multi-lingual) And first up indicate the number of words in the title.
Cousin #1: Ok. And about the male lead, if its Big B, I'll scratch my imaginary french beard. SRK? I kinda act gay. If its Aamir, I put the funky style look and for Salman, I pretend I am getting rid of my shirt. Sanjay Dutt, I do his macho walk.. blah blah. And he went on and on.

And finally the game began. First up, we had little rapport in our team. I was asked to enact Awara Pagal Deewana. I tried doing the Pagal part first but ended up convincing them that a bandar was involved in the movie. Luckily we managed to pull it off. But this was just the beginning and the worst was yet to come. Things have changed over the past 6 years. I, for one was made to enact movies which sounded so weird, that I began to doubt its authenticity. Movies like 'Garam tavve pe naachti chudail', 'Haivaan ka chumma', 'Albert Pinto ko gussa kyun aaya?', 'Sati Narmada', 'Achut Kanya', 'Jai Pataal Bhairavi' and many more. Emotions raged among us.. from desperation to joy.. anger to pity (on the opponent enacting the movie name who was making a fool out of himself) Finally we wrapped it up with my sister posting a not-so-convincing victory. But it was a very satisfying experience.

And the Quote for the day is:

There are times when silence has the loudest voice.
Leroy Brownlow

PS1: Just an arbit post. I had written this on July 12th but had not posted it because of some unknown reasons.
PS2: I continue to postpone the football post. Have been feeling very lonely lately. I am chatting and orkutting just for the heck of it. Intend to go home on a long vacation, once I am done shifting to OBH.
PS3: BF2 is fun, but not as fun as CS :( I played dotA recently and am not very impressed. But I guess I'd continue playing it.
PS4: And dammit. Spain lost again. How do they manage to underachieve at each and every world cup? But now we have a rematch on the 1998 WC final on the cards. Yes, Brazil vs France! Its time for vengeance!! >:)
PS5: Vamsi threw us a sumptuous party yday. It was fun.
PS6: My yahoo messenger got screwed up. So I had to re-install an older version. And the worst part is, I lost my archives :( Some of the most intellectual and jobless conversations have been lost!!! *sigh*
PS7: I got my hair cut. Again. Tried out the Frank Lampard hairdo but people tell me I look more like Crouch :( So it wont be long before I revert back to my old hairstyle. Peace.


Monday, June 26, 2006

The race of life...

"Every morning in Africa, a gazelle awakens.
He has only one thought on his mind:To be able to run faster than the fastest lion. If he cannot, then he will be eaten.

Every morning in Africa a lion awakens.
He has only one thought on his mind: To be able to run faster than the slowest gazelle. If he cannot, he will die of hunger.

Whether you choose to be a gazelle or a lion is of no consequence.
It is enough to know that with the rising of the sun, you must run. And you must run faster than you did yesterday or you will die.

This is the race of life."

- African Proverb

Less than 5 months to go for CAT. And I have to work harder. It has come back to haunt me. The race of life. And with the rising of the sun, I must run.(Literally speaking, I sleep with the rising of the sun. But I am trying to sound melodramatic, so please do not pass any comments on my sleeping habits :P) Run faster than I did yesterday.

As I read the above paragraph, which I've written, I realise how my attitude towards CAT has been. Just like the paragraph, I start off in full steam, extremely serious to do some effective CATting but then somewhere down the road I just take it easy and the "happy-go-lucky" me takes over. This cant go on :( Time is running out for me. Please do pray for me. Pray to God that I make it. Comfortably. And if you yourself are giving CAT this year, then pray for yourself. Coz I am coming to get you. You hear that? Oh yes, all this time I was just feigning humility which I must confess am very bad at. I am going to deprive you. And YOU. AND YOU. Of all 6 IIM calls. How can I deprive 3 people of IIM calls. Am I alright? Oh yeah, I was just kidding. Getting melodramatic. ;)

The above paragraph was a word-to-word monologue of what is taking place in my mind. A mixture of uncertainity and over confidence.. of humility and arrogance.. Yes, I am confused. I seem to lack clarity of thought. The other day someone asked me to practise meditation because it helps regain the peace of mind. And as I was ready to do anything to keep these voices shut, I decided to give it a try. 30 minutes and 2 loud bangs on my room door later, I found myself on my bed in a foetal position. My friends tell me that I've never taken so much time to answer the door. I guess, meditation is a cure for insomnia. I just hope it works all the time.

PS1: I have officially retired from the dramatics club and have resigned from the post of a lecturer in TIME because of lack of time management. I hope I wont be asked any more queries connected to these issues :D
PS2: Portugal vs Netherlands was one of the most well fought matches in WC so far. And I mean it literally. The football post is still overdue though.. :(
PS3: We hope to get our OBH rooms allotted by next week.
PS4: CAT preparation is going to heat up once I make it to OBH, because our mocks start on July 16th. Plus I hope to provide Baba some spiritual guidance and instill some self-confidence in him, so that he cracks CAT and comes out with flying colours. With great men as friends, come great responsibilities :P Just can't escape em :(
PS5: Siddarth recently confessed that he is scared of me. *lengthy pause* Yes, I was talking about CAT. He thinks I am competition. I hope so, Sid. For your sake and mine, I hope so :D

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Friday, June 23, 2006

Theory of time (mis)management

The procrastinator's creed states that:
  • I believe that if anything is worth doing, it would have been done already.
  • I shall never move quickly, except to avoid more work or find excuses.
  • I will never rush into a job without a lifetime of consideration.
  • I shall meet all of my deadlines directly in proportion to the amount of bodily injury I could expect to receive from missing them.
  • I firmly believe that tomorrow holds the possibility for new technologies, astounding discoveries, and a reprieve from my obligations.
  • I truly believe that all deadlines are unreasonable regardless of the amount of time given.
  • I shall never forget that the probability of a miracle, though infinitesmally small, is not exactly zero.
  • If at first I don't succeed, there is always next year.
  • I shall always decide not to decide, unless of course I decide to change my mind.
  • I shall always begin, start, initiate, take the first step, and/or write the first word, when I get around to it.
  • I obey the law of inverse excuses which demands that the greater the task to be done, the more insignificant the work that must be done prior to beginning the greater task.
  • I know that the work cycle is not plan/start/finish, but is wait/plan/plan.
  • I will never put off until tomorrow, what I can forget about forever.
  • I will become a member of the ancient Order of Two-Headed Turtles (the Procrastinator's Society) if they ever get it organized.
Sometime back, with the help of Sir Lukog, and inspired by this procrastinator's creed, we had come up with the theory of mismanagement. But then to our horror, there were a series of powercuts because of which my UPS (which is as reliable as Sreesanth) breathed its last. But that is not the point here. The point is that I lost my post!! :(( And I am in no mood right now to write a 1100 odd word long post AGAIN. Hence I left you with the procrastinator's creed.. something to cherish about.

Quote of the day:
How does a project get to be a year behind schedule? One day at a time.
Fred Brooks

PS1: Next post might be on football.
PS2: You guys are free to bug me at all odd hours except in the morning when I am busy sleeping.
PS3: There's more to my life than CAT. So stop asking me about my CAT preparation everytime you see me or come online.
PS4: Someone spam my mailbox for heavens sake!!
PS5: All ug2k3 students visit and give your valuable inputs.
PS6: This is the least time ever taken by me to write a post. 5 minutes. I am pissed off.


Thursday, June 22, 2006


Found this on the last page of my 2nd sem Maths notebook. I think I wrote this somewhere at the end of that sem, frustrated with the way things were heading in my life. The word cheerful was history then. It was not the way I thought things would be.

Compromising on one's values is the most painful thing one could ever experience. Believe me. And I ended up doing that. I succumbed to it. The system. This was the same time when I lost a major chunk of what is known as self-respect. And falling in one's own eyes is unforgivable. I was no longer invincible. Of course things change. And changed they have. But then some memories, they dont fade away. They just tend to stay with you. They become a part of you. This was what I wrote

If you think something is wrong with the system, change it. Or just try gelling with it. Else just mind your own business. But I couldn't compromise then. I never knew such an option existed. And so I took door number 2! I had to. But I think my nursery teacher forgot to tell me that no one.. No one revolts against the system. Unless you want to be detested and despised by the society. Anyone who revolts must be perfect. Someone who practises what he preaches. And if you're not, you.ll be burnt at the stake, with the public crying for your head.

Yes, I'm a born whiner! :P I guess I was not able to come to terms with reality. Anyways apart from bad sentence formation, I don't think I used to write that badly :P But pretty haphazard. That's what happens when there are too many thoughts floating in your head. There are some more passages but then I thought they were way too haphazard, personal and controversial ;) And grammatically incorrect. Maybe some other day when I am equally foolish, I might end up publishing 'em :P

Quotes for the day:

Memory is a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things.
-Pierce Harris

A memory is what is left when something happens and does not completely unhappen.
-Edward de Bono

PS1: Have tried using shorter sentences in this post unlike my usual ones where I use long lines, which someone happened to mention the other day, were unbearable. Now that is a long line :P Tell me whether you like it or not.
PS2: Lukog says hi to one and all :D He hopes to return in the next post.
PS3: Deleted my personal blog before anyone could get their hands on it, coz it was way too controversial. Although, blogging in oblivion rox! :D
PS4: Almost decided on the wing and the rooms.
PS5: Plan to start writing TIME mocks just to see where I stand.
PS6: Group E is posed interestingly. Any 2 of the 4 teams can make it! :-s
PS7: I ended up tackling Mr Abbulu yday and he ended up with a twisted ankle! THAT is what happens when you mess with me! :P
PS8: Insensitive comments might be deleted. :P
*updated quote


Saturday, June 17, 2006

Lukog the Great...

The story of Lukog the great, is as sensational as the da Vinci Code itself, for the story has been the most closely guarded secret after the holy grail. However, today I am going to narrate to you one of the most astounding tales of rise of a monarch which your history teacher chose not to because of the gross factor.

Early Life

The authenticity of the birth of King Lukog has long been debated by scholars. So lets not go into the intracacies involved and get straight to our story. As a child, Lukog grew into a courageous and brave boy, sometimes taking on cockroaches and rats head on, much to the delight of his proud father and the disgust of his scared mother. Developing into an impeccable warrior general, a shrewd statesman and a natural linguist (it was said that he could converse with the rats and vultures) he excelled in dodging creatures and slaying them expertly.

Rise to power

As he entered TIII (a Technical Institute for the Insane and the Irresponsible) he was asked to quell a lizard rebellion in sector 280, OBH (Ogre-like Beasts' Habitation) Although this was the first time he had encountered a lizard, he stayed unperturbed much to the surprise of the lizards and hence earned their respect. By the end of the year, he had crushed the rebellion with an iron fist. (Thats just a metaphor! He had tactfully driven it away into the neighbouring kingdom using long iron rods) The joy of his subjects knew no bounds and hence they rechristened him as Lukog the Great fondly.

This time NLB, astonished by the grace and diplomacy with which he had handled the rebellion, assigned him sector 209, NBH (Nasty Beasts' Habitation) where the subjects were tormented by 2 lochness lizard monsters. Brimming with confidence, Lukog made his presence felt from day 1 by banishing away one of them to the Scottish waters. (The monster lives in incognito today) However the other one was stubborn and not ready to budge.

Conquest of the monster

Unfazed by its arrogance, Lukog engaged it in intense staring contests, but it was too lazy to stare back. Innumerable one-sided, verbal duels were also highly futile and a truce was nowhere in sight. The shock and awe strategy was not working either. Baffled by this failure, Lukog decided to finish it once and for all. Soon his commander attacked it with the greatest invasion ever recorded in Indian history until then. The monster put up a stiff resistance, but it was no match for Lukog's powerful armies, sophisticated weapons (again a long iron rod and a Hindu newspaper) and his experienced commander. Soon the monster was slayed, much to the delight of the commander and chagrin of the watchers.

Embrace of Lizardism

As the legend goes, the day after the war was over, Lukog ventured out to roam his kingdom and all he could see was the blood of the monster splattered all over and its twitching tail. This sight made him sick and he cried the famous quotation, "What have I done?" The brutality of the conquest led him to adopt and embrace Lizardism and he used his position to propagate the relatively new philosophy to new heights. It has also been known recently that Lukog was a great source of inspiration to the likes of Ashoka. Anyways concluding the story, the only reason why huge, fat lizards roam freely all over OBH and NBH, unperturbed by the huge brooms and the iron rods, owe it all to Lukog the Great.

Quote for the day is:

Life's real failure is when you do not realise how close you were to success when you chose to gave up.

PS1: This post is dedicated to all those who have suffered in the hands of countless number of lizards. And any similarities between Lukog and Ashoka are purely co-incidental. Or maybe as they say, History repeats itself.
PS2: Also there is absolutely no correlation between King Lukog and me, although his name when spelt backwards is my name. (Dont tell me, you never realised!)


Wednesday, June 14, 2006


Please note that the following post will be highly haphazard because neither have I used any headings nor does it have any paragraphs :P Also this post is strictly meant for ug2k3 guys only.

WANTED! A vacant room in OBH ground, first or second floor. The following are my conditions:
1. There must be no smokers.. boozers.. or dopers.
2. There must exist rooms in the wing, which are dirtier as well as cleaner than mine so that I dont feel bad or good about my room's condition.
3. There must exist at least one entity who wakes up early and who doesnt give up that easily when it comes to waking me up. Perseverance is the key.
4. There must exist a co-insomniac in the same floor who can accompany me to late-night visits to canteen. I know its asking for too much but then I have a weird feeling that it is quite possible. And by co-insomniac, anyone who can stay awake till 1:30 IS an insomniac.
5. There must also exist entities who are ready to do BC on various topics like CS, philosophy, bushi, school incidents, movies, lecturers, bushi, sports, CAT, current affairs, the early 90's DD programs, cartoons, sitcoms and bushi. SRK haters will be a big bonus.
6. Talking of CAT, there must exist entities who are serious CAT aspirants so that I dont slacken up in my preparation.
7. There must not exist entities whose parents visit them often.
8. There must exist entities who are willing to eat out not too often but not too rarely either.
9. There must not exist entities who scream their lungs out when there is a powercut. :P
10. There must not exist entities who are huge fans of telugu mass songs and Himesh Reshamayya. I dont want to be woken up every morning by a howling wolf.
11. There must not exist entities who swear way too often. I think I've almost got rid of swearing.
12. I strictly condemn the cannibalistic tradition of kicking wingmates on momentous occasions.
13. Having co-bloggers would also be a big bonus.
14. It'd be nice if a regular gym-going guy could wake me up and drag me along with him.
15. Wingmates or even floormates who are interested in playing TT or carrom is also a big plus point.
16. There must be a high concentration of ug2k3 guys in the wing.

I think I should stop here. I'd really appreciate if any of you could find me such a wing. It sounds so ideal, that I know it is hard to find one.. :P But anything close to the description, I'd be more than honoured to move in.

PS1: Some people dont like so many PS-es. I wonder why. Anyways, coming to the point, I was serious about some of the points I had raised in the above post, namely point number 1-6.
PS2: CATting is fun. (Yeah, I am self-contradictory)
PS3: Missed Brazil Croatia match coz of cable cut. Is it faculty's doing? :-? :-L
PS4: Lots of people are interested in joining the jobless spammers list :D And I can find new mails everytime I type nfrm. Now THIS is what I call fun :D
PS5: Mom's bday tomorrow. So I'll be off to home tomorrow night.
PS6: 2nd test, 4th day washed out.. dammit! x(


Monday, June 12, 2006


There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
This lack of self-control I fear is never ending
controlling/I can't seem

Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real

Discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
It's haunting how I can't seem...

To find myself again
My walls are closing in
(without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure.

PS1: Just another arbit post. Felt like posting the lyrics. Dont ask me why.
PS2: CAT is getting on my nerves.. :(
PS3: Have hardly finished 10% of crypto term paper.
PS4: Have been asking around a lot about OBH rooms lately. Need to move into one of em ASAP.
PS5: FIFA WC rox! Robben played well. And India is surprisingly poised to win the 2nd test.
PS6: Have been talking a lot about staying afloat, surviving the final year and avoiding a CAT debacle. Also am having frequent bouts of depression lately. It has become tough to stay cheerful and laugh through all of them though. Guess, for a change, I need to act depressed. :(
PS7: I'm being sent feelers by mom asking me not to screw up CAT. Now that's something new!
PS8: I'm confused. Working on a post, but dont feel like posting it.
PS9: Read Tipo's karma post. He has rated his life in IIIT as 4 and I rated mine as 7. But dunt understand, on what basis I gave it a 7! And the comment by Espanyol is disqualified :P bcos most of my PS-es are not connected to each other! :D
PS10: Listening to Numb-LINKIN PARK.
PS11: I've felt this way before.. So insecure..

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

An amalgamation of posts..

Post #1: The one with a blog dedicated to me
Yeah, so I did visit the blog which has been dedicated to me, by my very dear friend who wants to get even with me :P And so be it. The blog, I must confess, is quite entertaining :D And I'd like to thank him for blowing things out of proportion, so that from now onwards people wont be dumb enough to actually clarify with me, the various anecdotes he has talked about. A special mention to Sid, who has gone out of his way to promote this blog extensively.

Post#2: The one with the outing
So K, S and N decided to give a party. We (10 of us) decided to go for a movie first and then a nice heavy dinner to wrap it up. It was a nice, breezy day as you can see in the pic below.

So as we set sails to get tickets for the movie Godavari, I could see all things going wrong. We didn't get stuck in the traffic, no Himesh songs by the autowallah and many more terrible, abnormal things happening on our way. And finally 5 of us landed at the theatre, only to find that the tickets were sold out. I knew it!! So we ended up watching a movie called Bangaram, which defied all the basic laws of physics. The law of gravitation is just a myth .. and I guess Newton never got to watch this movie before formulating the laws of motion. Maybe some other day, I could praise this second sci-fi telugu movie ever made. (First was Vijayendra Verma)
So we have 2 pics here.. one is the "before" pic and the other one is the "after" pic.

As you can clearly see, the shock on my face is quite evident. It took me quite some time to reproduce that tailor-made expression. It came better than I thought.. :D And once we recovered from the shock, we made our way to Chillies restaurant. Had a nice, heavy dinner and reached the hostel sometime around 12:30. All in all, a nice way to spend a day. And I quite enjoyed the movie with all my friends screaming their lungs out :D

Post#3: The one with record-breaking number of PS-es
PS1: Why is it that everyone is making a big deal about my haircut? (read tipo, sid, iv, monga and ece batch except mouli)
PS2: Sid snapped a photo of mine when I was busy sleeping in CAT class.
PS3: The bangaram effect is yet to wear off.. :(
PS4: My obsession with PS-es has caught on with various other co-bloggers.
PS5: Right now, we're involved in a PS war. I wonder who would win. (Obviously me! :D)
PS6: TATs from this Sunday onwards :(( Need to prepare more seriously.
PS7: Sid is putting in huge amount of hours in intense CAT preparation.
PS8: Lotsa females have been asking around for the K-man. I suggest that he upload his kundali on 14.15/uploads.
PS9: Need to clean my room at least once before the re-opening.
PS10: Plan to shift to OBH this year, but have not decided yet. In that case I wont clean my room. :D
PS11: Manish Jain started blogging. But he refuses to change his template to "pink" colour. Why??
PS12: Met the placement officer. He is weird. Nothing more can be revealed for it might jeopardise my position. :P
PS13: Anyone wants to come for godavari? Anyone??
PS14: The record breaking PS this is.. :D Now a days, dotA has taken preference over CS. What is happening to people!!??
PS15: Downloaded ESWC Hyderabad demos. But they only recorded one match of ours.. the finals of the losers bracket :(
PS16: I hope to start Sid-like preparation. I meant rigorous preparation, but you know what I mean, doncha?
PS17: IV is going for a french beard. I just cant wait for it :D *rubs his hands in glee*
PS18: Do offer any other material you have about me to the blog mentioned in post#1 :D
PS19: Pity shakeeb. He has to come and work in 330 :(
PS20: Teal's getting a new guitar.
PS21: For all you yellers, shoutbox is now totally functional :D
PS22: I think I shall hold the record for quite some time. Feeling kinda depressed lately. Dunno why :(
PS23: India shud have won.. !! Dammit Sreesanth.. dammit. :x