Is It So?

It takes most men five years to recover from college education.

Brooks Atkinson, today’s TOI.

I’ve no idea who this guy is and why he said so. All am interested in is the extent to which it would be right for me. And I don’t even know if it is satirical .. but it definitely striked a chord somewhere!

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Deviance- Redefined

Are there Gay-Porn available?

Hell No! Am not pervert.. Please, it’s just a query and am too lazy.. as well as too very orthogonally oriented to search it by myself (for those doubting my orientation) . This is a really valid query, more so when I’ve seen all kinds of it- Animals, Children, Machine, Pampered, Senile, Women,.. just to a name a few, so why not Men on Men..or along, whatever eww! Stop visualizing!

The other day, I was thinking about how people turn homosexual.. Am sure they are not born that way, it’s something which they learn here. And then I read this article in newspaper.. which said something like How much sex is too much.. If it is ever so.. blah blah.. I don’t exactly recall what it was all about.. just the essence of it. And my supposedly logical cerebrum immediately concocted the relation between them. Hence, according to me.. people turn homosexual and pervert when they become blasé with natural and normal sex. You are free to agree or disagree with it… but I am tenaciously sticking to my theory… and therefore the general misconception of IITians turning gay is absolutely preposterous. Simply saying, Can a destitute turn anorexic? The answer.. my friend, is too apparent to speculate. We people(read IITians) are absolutely at other extreme… the better position being occupied by our fellow DUites. Yes, am not comparing ourselves with Americans.. they are a league apart, too ahead to even think of comparing. And I seriously don’t know whether that’s actually true.. coz I’ve no facts to prove my point, it’s just the feel I get when I happen to meet one of those people(read DUite). Sometimes I wish I could.. Baby 😦

And the other thing which I wanted to ask is this-Are animals.. apart from homo sapiens .. are perverts?

Don’t know where the hell am I getting those creepy stuff in my mind… cant help either!

Help, anyone… Ladies? 😉

Quip, someone… Gentlemen? 🙂

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I wish I could say the same

I am worse at what I do Best, And for this gift I feel blessed.

-Kurt Cobain(Nirvana, the band), Smells Like Teen Spirit.

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Hapless.. Once Again

So here I am,

Once again..

All Alone.

I know, I didn’t do any wrong

Neither now nor then.

But the voyage is solitary again

And I’ve to sing my swan song.

I hate this,

Post debacle consolations.

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Grandiloquence

It’s the choices that makes us who we are, and we can always choose to be right.

Source-Peter Parker(Toby Maguire), Spiderman-3.

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They said.. I Incorporated

I’ve my own principles, and if you don’t agree with them.. Well, I’ve others 🙂

Source- The Times Of India.. can’t recall the date!

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Final(ly) Crush(ed)- III

This one is the last!

Actually, I started with my crush anecdote coz I wanted to write this one. After the geography-teacher thing.. I thought I had grown up and mature enough to have such childish crushes.. but I was wrong! There was something more in store for me.. that happened when I just came to tenth standard. Well, I cant reveal anything about the lady here.. coz that could lead me to some kinda trouble 😉 .. all I can tell about her is that I met her a few days ago.. here in IIT campus itself.. and to my surprise she is and would be living in Delhi for next one year. Although, I have least of odds of meeting her again.. but that very brief meeting with her certainly was titillating enough for me. The best part was, she was equally impressed now.. like she always been( cant elaborate more on that .. unfortunately). And I am desperately hoping (and praying too) to bump into her again (literally as well 😀 ).. Serendipity, anyone?

So fellas, pray for me.. Ameen !

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Life with A Virus

Well.. this time not metaphorically but literally, I’ve been living with a virus in my laptop for over a month now, and strangely enough.. it isn’t lethal. Rather, its just terribly frustrating at times.. like when you are in middle of some interesting conversation and your comp gets restarted, or like when you are among penultimate stage of some game and it gets restarted without automatically saving your progress!

Then one fine day, it dawned on me that there must be some removal tool of this virus on net, and so I searched and got one. Had it been easily removed, then I wouldn’t have been writing this post.. coz the virus didn’t let me download that file. And much later I realized that I cant download any exe file from net. Like today I tried downloading the new web browser launched by Apple named Safari which I did, but en-route downloading it.. Mr. Brontok(the virus in reference) came into the scene again and did what it is supposed to do in these situations. But it had serious consequences.. like it exhausted the upper limit of putty … intelligent me ! I seriously wish I had some time-machine, so that I can undone all such craps which I have done in past 20(well.. almost) years of my life.

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More Crushe(s) ..[II]

I have had only two serious crushes on teachers. One of them was when I was in class 4. This one, by far, has been my closest encounter with love. I went to school daily just to meet her, without any lecherous strings attached.. surprisingly enough! She has been one of the most beautiful women as well as a person in my life. And more interestingly, I didn’t realize I love her.. until recently.(by recent,I mean a few years ago) We were more like friends, I had visited her house very often. No guesses.. I was her favourite student. And when I heard she got engaged and was getting married next month, my heart literally came to mouth!! I very vividly remember that day, I was frustrated.. exasperated with each and every thing.. everyone, and I couldn’t figure that out then.. but now I can. I very well knew.. I am never gonna marry her.. but then, I cant help it either 😦 . But anyway.. I continued meeting her after she left school and got married, coz then her abode was very much near to my school.. till she flied off to Mumbai 😦 (then, Bombay) . And they lived happily ever after.. not me!, atleast for some time. Then, long time after that.. I saw her once near a shop … when I was in my 11^th standard. But by the time I figured out it was she.. she melted in thin air 😦 .

The second serious crush was on my geography teacher, when I was in class 7. But unlike the previous one, this one was completely lusty, no love, no sentiments.. just wild fantasies ;-). And the good part was, it didn’t have any adverse effects on my studies.. on the contrary.. it enhanced them. Made me concentrate harder on the subject.. coz then I wanted to score highest in her subject.. exactly which I did! 198 out of 200 isn’t certainly bad after all. She wasn’t the most beautiful, but was the hottest women I have ever seen yet. I think she had some aura of raw, nascent sexuality. The only though which got seeing her pure sex.. she literally was a sex-goddess for me. She was barely 5’1” , pimpled face.. not too fair, neither dark.. but with perfect figure. The first time I saw her, she was newly married.. bangles, vermillion all over.. red-circled sensous bindi .. white body hugging suit with red polka dots.. tantalizingly aggarvating her already-perfect figure even more. Man.. I get on high thinking about her even now! She definitely was gifted, with exuberant, oozing feminity. Haven’t seen anyone like her yet ! Then she again came back to teach us in class 10, and ruined my geography, academically. By that time.. every one in school knew what I though of her..even some of the teachers, ofcourse.. including her ! But then.. that hardly made any difference to my peers.. coz they too had very same opinion about her 😛 .

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Crushe(s) – I

How is expected to behave when he suddenly comes across his/her childhood sweetheart? The one, whom he/she used to fantasize.. or perhaps thought that he/she is in love with him/her. Well.. the story has been a lot different with me, from the very earliest!

Crushes on teachers is a very much natural and most widely spread phenomenon among almost all school going children, and I was no exception to it. I had my very first crush on my nursery teacher.. and mind you.. it wasn’t sexual at all, primarily coz I didn’t know the meaning of this three lettered word… around which our entire life revolves.. that’s another theory altogether .. and would elaborate on it later, for sure. Coming back to the point, Her name was ‘Cicilia singh’ strange enough.. her hair were short, but not boycut, and she was tall and dark.. with probably smart personality and authoritative kinda voice. That’s all I can recall about her.

Next was in class 1.. I cant recall anything about her now, save this- I had one of her finger-nails(which broke while she was playing with it, sitting ideally in the class.. in a supposedly free-period or so) as a souvenir for a long, long time.

Again in class 2, I got a crush.. and this one was more serious than before.. her name was Malya Bajpayi, petite.. very fair, average height.. that’s all. In the very same class, she got married and left. And her replacement bore no different feelings for me, Hema Ahuja.. was equally good for me, although.. she wasn’t half as beautiful as her, but then, she was damn impressed by me.. me totally unaware of any remotest of reasons! I gifted her some frivolous card, with weird and silly drawing of some equally incongruous superhero 😀

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A Reason…

Well, first of all.. this isn’t an authentic piece of creativity.. it has been reproduced in exact form by me with full permission of its author. There is a story behind writing this. I’ve been thinking of writing that story on this blog for quite some time now.. but I guess I need to wait a little more to do that. As for the time being.. I’d rather give you people the context in which the story has been written, or would it be too personal stuff?Not me for sure but for some other people.. Alrite then, all I can right now is that it is a reply to some question asked by someone to someone!

the sun did dupe ,

the stars count reached few,

yet its not d time to rue,

as i want to start new,

and it has got to be just me and u,

together 4 eternity out of d wrecked world’s view,

for dis realtion luv is all dat due.

and m so much into luv wid you !!! 🙂

And now, I am getting life-threats to remove it from here .. now what am I supposed to do?

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1st June 2007-Continued…

As if my 1^st of June ’07 wasn’t complete by the evening.. the worst was yet to come. In the previous post I mentioned whatever happened till the evening of that day.. here is some more drama from that day… and as people say.. people do enjoy at others ill-fate so does I hope the readers of this blog too, coz its kinda funny as well.. anyway I’d rather let you decide.

I went out for station around 6:30PM , and there were signs that things weren’t gonna be smooth for me… mostly I had this sort of intuition and also coz of the fact that as soon as I boarded the auto, one of my friends called me and said ki uski book mere room mein reh gayi hain and woh jiski hain woh abhi use lene aa raha hain .. but I expressed my inability and thankfully he understood. And en-route to station in the auto I was on sms chat with someone throughout. Amongst all this, I reached the station at 7:10, had enough of time.. or so I thought coz I saw the train’s departure timing as 7:35… good enough! I was at paharganj side and I still wonder why with that kind luggage… I ambled right till the far-end to ajmeri gate side.. may be coz I wanted to figure out the platform no. of the train.. How intelligent of me ehh.. whatever!! But this didn’t help in my purpose.. so I came back platform 1 coz then I thought I’d rather ask enquiry, as the coolies were way too uppity to grant me my innocuous plea. Nearby enquiry, I saw this pretty lady asking about the same train as me with one of the rather amiable senile coolie and I overheard that it was supposed to come at platform 10.. then why to waste my energy in queuing up in front of enquiry office and disturbing that gentleman. So I ran to platform ten once again, more in the hope of seeing that lady in the red than catching the train! But unfortunately couldn’t get her second glimpse again:-(, anyway.. that’s not what the evening is all about!

So I landed up on platform 10 again.. only to find this guy waiting for me, more a like a typical bollywood masala movie, the only difference being that he was but He… Alas!:-( But then, we were supposed to talk, coz we both were undergoing the same torture.. and haplessly enough, the guy was a real cheap.. not at all of my type. The funniest part was soon after he realized that am a English speaking species-which I tried my best not to do in front of him- he too started with it. Thereafter, he spoke his every sentence twice, once in English and then again in hindi.. as if I cant understand English or whatever, doesn’t matter. He accompanied me almost 2 hours, after which I just wanted to get rid of him. And his departing was equally ridiculous. When he found his coach.. eh shook hands with me and said, “was nice meeting you” and in reply I said, ”nice meeting you too” , I generally greet people like this, and I am sure he heard it too despite that he said, “same here toh bol dete yaar” and I was really amazed with the amount of illiteracy prevalent in India among literates !

And then there was more to come, the train finally got cancelled at 10 o’clock.. when I had no other option but to take the auto once again.. with augmented night charges. And then, she called.. before that, papa called and was kind of mad at me… as if it was my fault that the train got cancelled.. which obviously I didn’t like.. and like every other normal human being, I got rid of my frustration at her, which by every standards is wrong .. but then ..I had no other option and I hope she should understand this as well.

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Latesht Gyan or ‘Jnan’.. Watever !

Now it has finally dawned on me that I cant be a much-read blogger, I have to be content with whatever little attention I am getting in blogosphere. The reason, I’ve already mentioned in my previous post as well as my POA-Plan Of Action to tackle with it. 🙂

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1st June 2007.

This is certainly turning out to be one of the worst day of my life. I am psyched.. I don’t know at whom or with whom, all I know is that I am! Haven’t received a single good news, or even anything which can cheer me up. Yesterday night, before sleeping I’ve never thought in my worst of dreams that this day would turn out to be something like this.

I was supposed to leave for home today.. but my train ticket hasn’t arrived yet.. and train is already 6 hours late and I had a fight kinda thing with someone. I had also promised someone to meet in the noon today which I had to call off at the eleventh hour, and obviously she was upset with it.. but it is truly not my fault.. only if they both can understand this!

And just a couple of minutes before, the caretaker of the hostel told me something which made me even more tensed ! People are always right, troubles ain’t lone. But I always fail to understand.. why the hell is this happening to me? I must have done something terrible to be in this state of mind. All in all, this year hasn’t been good to me yet.. in fact, nothing remotely good has happened to me since I’ve stepped into this place[You-Papa called just now-very well know which place I am talking about.]

Have to make call now…

Haah.. finally some relieve !!

Now I don’t feel like writing anymore, and that’s the worst problem with me.. I just cant write for longer duration of time, as well as space. Ab se .. I suppose I ‘d be writing such little-little articles 😀

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