mind wastes

very rarely would u find someone blogging on the very first hour of a new year. a very brand new year.unless he is frustrated and doing nothing other than leaving his butt print on his chair. am sitting here with my family fallen asleep after the tiring day. so wat do u do to kick away boredom. ofcourse recall happy moments.

i feel like singing winter of 2005( i acept tht its plagiarised unlike anu malik ;)). could have not asked for more. was this a reward accorded on me for some of my good deeds. may be. ah wat a december was it. started with a rather dull note and ended with a high spirit. giving me hopes tht the new year would be a much more brighter one. although it isnt yet. thts a differnet story.

my college was closed indefinetely afer the mindless act on 25th november(as kaushik puts it). there were lots of plans for december like the vibranz,preparations for study tour and icdcit. but with a single thud every hopes of fun got shattered. the way the fading days of november went i could well imagine the days to come. the days of december which i predicted would be gloomy and forlorn.
then on the very first sunday of december i broke my jinx in the bhubaneswar quizzing circle. wat a way to start a month. i had skipped my IT olympiad prize distribution to attend this quiz and i won a prize here too.someone was being too generous on me.

then came susu's brother's marraige. six friends--susant,myself,lipu,amit,ameet and sunil went to vijaywada to attend the function. it was fun. i had never before travelled long distance with friends. the first day at vijaywada we had a booze party. although i didnot take it but i could feel the air. the next day we attended the marraige ceremony of his brother. it was a typical and traditional south indian marraige. we were served food on banana leaves. the south indians follow a particular course while having there lunch. like first they have the mitha bhatt and other type rice. then at the end they eat plain rice with sambar or curd. we didnt know this and we faced difficulties with our lunch. but we njoyed it.by dinner we had already come in to terms with the south indian dinning habits.at dinner we were served with some 30 items but we were able to manage the tedious task of finishing it.it was the firs time i attended a south indian marraige. after the marraige ceremony all we did was lazying in the house until the next evening when we went to watch a movie. i was interested to watch kalyug but after much insistence frm my friend i finally agreed to watch neal and nikki. ah should say those three hours were the most sucking hours of the december. just couldnt bear the movie. i went to sleep inside the theatre. ameet started playing bouncer. when we came out my head was reeling like nethin. so we decided to watch another movie to ward off the drowsiness of neal n nikki. watched the movie kalyug. i liked the movie very much. the next day we went to see this prakashan bridge and also went for a boat ride in the krishna river. it was an appetizer for the eye. we returned back to BBSR tht nite. it was an experience.

after returning back frm vijaywada i got involved in this international conference (ICDCIT). where i got to meet the best of the brains in the computing world. interacting with these researchers and professors gave me kind of loser feeling. i used to feel like wat am i doing. wat have i done in these four years. can i be ever able to reach tht stature. but at the end of the day when we to returned back to the room and had all sorts of fun and masti all these thoughts would just fade away into oblivion. giving a damn abt future i would sit down with my frnds playing cards. the whole of icdcit affair was a learning as well as a delighting experience. and with mrtyunjaya arnd u dont need a reason to laugh. rather u get a reason evry now and then . moreover i also took my first vodka pegs during this period only.
At the end of the ICDCIT on 25th december the final year volunteer were rewarded with a puri trip by the college. although i had stayed in puri for 11 yrs, still the the idea of a puri trip enthused gush and josh in me. 11 volunteers 9 boys and 2 girls and a teacher went to puri in 3 cars. the car in which i sat was the most bindaash car with me nak,nishant and rakesh barik in it. the trip was characterised by cigarrate smokes, rocking music and pj's. when we reached there i was a bit apprehensive abt taking bath in the sea. i felt a bit uneasy to take off my clothes jump into the water. later on i found out tht others also felt so. but on seeing the beach we forced shame to take a christmas holiday . we put on our shorts and jumped into the water. everyone was pushed into the water. even the girls and lucky. proving mr. einsteins theory is just a petty job. those three hours passed away as if it were just three minutes . after washing ourselves ofcourse we went to the temple. i usually wonder why is every beautiful place india always has some religious touch to itself.

after the icdcit i then got involved in the national children science congress. i was put in the tamil, malayalam, telegu, kannada room. i could not understand even a single word. but u dont need to kno the language to understand their enthusiasm and the efforts tht they must have put in their project. i had volunteered so tht i could get a chance to see the president of india. in turn i got the meet the future of india. i also met professor yashpal sharma. the aura arnd him was just unbearable.i got his autograph. after the ncsc i was cooling my heels sitting in home when i was called for a movie by my frnds. on reachin the theatre i found the plans were changed and instead we went to dhauligiri in a maruti versa. eleven of us packed in versa. the girls were pushed to the back seat and they looked like packed luggage. then frm dhaulligiri we went to udaigiri and khandagiri. took a lot of photos which am eagerly waiting to be transferred to the computer so tht i can keep them as memoirs.
the last day of december also went with fun. it was the closing day for the ncsc.and the closing day for the december. the december tht exonerated me from the drowsiness of the first 3 years. the december tht made me realise tht only four months are left of the four years of my engineering course. i also realised why ppl speak so highly of their own engineering college. thanx december for giving me such a gayful month.

am writing this blog on a back date as i was busy with this icdcit stuff and then the ncsc.

smtimes u dont need a reason to deviate from ur principle. or should i say u take refuge under some absurd reason or excuse to justify ur act. am also a man i also have the generic features in my character. so why brood.abt it.
21st december. it was the first day at icdcit. i didnot have much of work on tht day. got a bit frustrated on wasting time with doing nothing other than wasting my time. as though i have never ever wasted time in my life. but still then it was like racking me.
moreover when u get provoked by ur desire never u look at ur principles. it sounds very illogical at those time. boiling blood never search for principles which does nothing other than giving u age old advices. and u dont want to look foolish to the pumped up desire. thts smthing tht happened to me on that fateful evening of december 21st ,2005. i took my two large pegs of vodka at anjuman bar citing utter frustration as the reason. haa c'mon dude u could have taken into drinkng earlier too. u didnot need to have such a moronic reason to be a part of the so called "have tried" grp .neways i broke my virginity. but surprisingly am not repenting for having taken tht but i do feel i could have waited a little longer so tht i could have taken with my own money. but i did drink with my prize money. tht in some way compensates the gravity of the matter tht has been haunting me since tht day.

BUT NOW SINCE I HAVE TESTED OR TASTED IT DONT THINK THT AM GONNA TAKE IT OFTEN.I DIDNOT LIKE THE TASTE.THT WAS LIKE THE BOMBAY KA LADOO FOR ME.

dear Mr. Chetan Bhagat,
congratulations. congrats 4 ur second novel. u have now successfully become a part of the elite flash-in-the-frying-pan group(were u trying to be there). feeling dissapointed. beleive my words it is surely a group boasting of some big names like sabeer bhatia, marconi,surinder amarnath, kumar gaurav, billy durrant,ramesh sippy and a lot many more. aint u feeling excited on being part of this elite group. one night @ call centre. ha was that a novel or a typical bollywood movie script. haan got it. u must be trying to break into the bollywood.

But i should say Mr. Bhagat tht u have really carved a new genre of writing. a genre of informal and interective writing . you seemed to have mastered it in ur first novel FPS but lost track of ur mastery in ur 2nd run but have continued with almost the same flair. should say that here in ur second novel ur wit has really cheated u and ur writings and also the readers like me(who had been too foolish to read the book even after reading the dull comments and reviews). here and there the PJs catch the attention of the readers.
may be ur book wasnt tht bad its just my hopes which were high.being an engineering guy i could relate myself well to FPS better then ur one night @ call centre. yeah i did like it in patches.the part where when asked if he had a con dom sam says guys like him leave with constant hope.tht was funny. i also liked ur take on gravity defying dress and the petty yet sarcastical difference btwn executives of opposite se x. these were the part where u looked like the real Mr. Bhagat. was the last scene ur own imagination to pay tribute to bollywod or was tht lifted straight from some 90's bollywood movie ;).
overall it was a novel which should be finished at a single go.
yours
one out of many readers.

p.s.--liked the intimacy btwn priyanka and sam. should say you have handled it very well just like the intimacy between hari and neha in FPS.

ohk so it did not work.it failed. but am i to be blamed for that. i had done my homework perfectly. infact hadnt slept the previous nite giving it a finishing touch. cant blame luck for that . i dont beleive in ffuucckkiinn luck. so who is it to be blamed for.was it the unearthed electric supply or was tht there a problem in the port of the system. should have investigated. no no it wasnt embarassing. but i should say it was disappointing. when u put lots of effort into smthing and u have a futile end result it surely is depressing.all those who had been there did do there job perfectly. shyam sang well and sambit-swaroop did well with there quiz. and yep sadhan did accomplish his task. but why did failure select me as its prey. but hey Mr. failure so u feel u have successfully intimidated me. huh. my words may sound very much pensive but me having a penchant for challenges hasnt been intimidated by failure. u better find someother weak hearted fellow. better luck next time Mr. failure.
but i need to prove my words.cant bear it if someone calls me a poseur. enthused with determination i am pumped up for my next date with failure.