Something Something

Night marli.. gave CN paper(which didn’t go well btw)..waited for some stupid Xeroxes for two hours after the paper.. had a really long day…

Still I am in a very good mood..
There has to be some explanation for it..Something!?!! But I can’t seem to find any :|

Theory of antagonism:

Inspiration: Conversation with Sanika on the day before MOC prac.

This theory gives insightful reasoning why we don’t, rather can’t study for practical exam when we really want to 'study'.

And it goes:
Being part of the current education system, reading everything a day before exam is not a novelty. Considering its a prac, which has just one credit (and that too most of the times depends on how well professor knows you), you start studying pretty late.

When you start to read, you realize the journal you had written ((class strength-1) people should read this as “copied”) is master piece that has defied every grammatical rule and it unveils new horizons of baseless substantiation.

So, finally you decide to open the book and search for the topic. It then strikes you, that you haven’t understood a thing! You start turning pages, hoping to find some references. It takes some time and effort to find out that in order to understand the concepts properly, you have start from the start of the book!

Finally you start reading the introduction of the subject. After few minutes, you really get the hang of it, and you arrive at a meticulous derivation/concept. It teases you. An urge to understand the obscure takes over and you spend hour/s to decipher what author wants to say. Then you take a look at the watch to see you are far behind the schedule you had preapared(or in my case, the exam is few hours away and I need to make a move!)....
And you skim the pages of the journal saying to yourself “What will come, will come and I will face it when it does!”

My blogging enthu is certainly wearing out.. But its not completely worn out as my number of recent post may suggest…

Its not like I haven’t tried to write something.. I have..
But every time I do, I end up writing bullshit things.. When I start proof-reading, I realize that its not making any sense what so ever...
Just like this one....

Only this time I decided to post.

After hours

When the sane world busy sleeping, few crazy ones are wondering what to do next…just because they don’t wanna sleep…
And I am one of the crazy ones…
I haven’t really figured out the (logical)reason behind staying up late..I guess there isn’t one…

All I do is watching movies, listening to music, reading…pretty much everything what I can do in day-light…But after hours, these things seem far more appealing. I somehow appreciate them more.

Then, a noisy vehicle goes by and disturbs tranquility of the night..The sound fades leaving behind a new-found serenity. Those peaceful moments are very intriguing and thought provoking.The absence of inane rush makes me realize, that rat race is huge part of life and its inevitable. I start introspecting, evaluating my day. Various thoughts/ideas pop up in my head about my future, my dreams and what not.. I run out of things to do n I decide to sleep...to become the part of that silent world, which I adored so far…to dream same old stupid dreams and hoping to have new ones.. to wake up next mornings to face same old rush and noise, to make my dreams come true.

Idealism

I believe in idealism, making no compromises..
And it took me this long to realize that, it is too much to expect in this world…

Life!

Life is like an ambigram.
You try to turn it upside down.. When you succeed, you realize nothing has really changed!

My artistic temperament

The most un-creative place on the earth brings out the creative side of me. Here, the un-creative place I am referring to would be my classroom and (so called)creative things are:

-> It all starts here...First lecture of CN

Then I was on ambigram spree....
->COEP's technical festival.

It says '80th Regatta 2008'<-
(not one of the finest ambigrams
But most difficult one(that i have done))

-> Me!

Today i reached the pinnacle:
A poem! That too in marathi !!!

काय झाले तुजला पाहुन
काही उमगेना तुझ्यावाचुन
माझे अस्तित्त्वच हरवले
मी न माझी उरले....

डोळ्यात तू, मनात तू,
ओठावरल्या शब्दांतही तुच
मी तुझ्या कल्पनेनेच धुंद झाले
मी न माझी उरले....

I wish I could write more... But the lecture had to end sometime!

Happy realization!

Lately I have been doing lot of thinking!
Something is terribly wrong!!!!

Zephyr

Typical evening…
A cool breeze comes out of nowhere and makes me feel liberated…as if it epitomizes the spirit…

My fundae-III

If you are mulling over something, do what appeals to you, what you like the most. Take a risk. If you are lucky, you will get what you always hoped for. Sometimes you might get hurt or sometimes you might end up with worse. But, in the end, its worth the pain. At the very least, you will not spend rest of your life wondering what would have happened “if……………”

......

At the start of this semester I knew, this is going to be a long year…
But the frustration that has taken over me at this point is going to make it an even longer year…..

one of the days-II

Dunno whats wrong with me today..
I am invigorated...But with most unproductive kind of energy….

Rambling on…

We reach a state when whatever you say doesn’t make a difference. And still the silence seems very inappropriate that time.. what are we supposed to say then??

Why are we supposed to react ‘ideally’ to everything? Who defines this ideal behavior? And why are we supposed to stick to it?

Is pursuit of happiness equivalent to being selfish??

It feels that good times pass way too quickly.. Is it wrong to wish that, those should linger?

Why can’t we fast-forward some part of life, when life seems dull and nothing new is happening…

What is love? What is soul??

Why you keep rambling on when noone is least bothered?

Blank

There are some times, when your head tends to get over-crowded with emotions. But there are few, when it goes ‘Blank’. It generally represents the extreme emotion.

Whenever you are ultra happy, or extremely sad, or utterly confused, or really upset, your mind simply goes blank…. You just keep staring in the space, thinking absolutely nothing… Anything around you doesn’t matter …. The time stops… Its all about you and that one moment...Only one feeling sinks in….You just stand there and one emotion runs you down…

PS. The original concept belongs to someone else.

Lost in contemplation

Its been just one day since my last post, and people are actually asking me “no recent post”??!!

The occult

While reading ToI, came across the article about numerology.. I don’t exactly believe in it. But still I make a point to read it every week. Its may be because I am allured by the concept of ‘knowing the future’ just like everyone else...Or may be I am trying to invalidate something…I don’t know.

Be it astrology, numerology, or palmistry. It’s nothing but a futile effort to fathom the unfathomable, to predict the unpredictable, to relate the unrelated. Its a never ending search for the existence of almighty God or divinely ordained Destiny or unknown primeval force or whatever you want to call it.

We know this all. Still we go to any extent to find answer to the occult occurrences and hypothesize many theories to justify them. But one should realize that it's best when some questions remain unanswered.

Random thoughts

Bed Electronics chocolate internet drive motive lunch table-tennis focus PC coffee exam surprise beach virus youtube ham posters project phone money satisfaction city challenge happiness shopping change….
These represent keywords of what I was thinking in past five minutes..

Idiosynchrasies

Feb - Messaging (on an average 75 msges a day)..
March - Matlab!
April - Coffee, chocolates and chatting on phone..
June - Reading..
July - Browsing...
August - Blogging..

These pretty much define my different phases/eccentricities/idiosyncrasies over the last few months....
Now lets see how long this blogging fever lasts...

what the heck happened to me??!!?

I stayed up till 130 in night...
Did two assignments....without copying!!

Rain!

I have love-hate kinda thing for rain..

I hate it when I am going some place nice and I don’t have a jacket, when I wanna drive fast and the road is all wet and slippery, when my fav jeans refuses to dry off and i hate it when I get a running nose..

Rest of the time I just love the rain..Let it be a cheerful drizzle or an exuberant shower..I relish both..

The foggy evenings, lush green trees with cute little branches stemming out, the flowers glittering with dew, blushing sunsets, cool wind carrying smell of moistened earth, look of washed out buildings and jet-black tar roads, steaming cup of strong(bit bitter) coffee, pakoras(if ur mum is happy).. One cannot help but falling in love with this!

one of the days

College just started..
Its pouring cats and dogs outside…
Everyone is busy…
I have no kaam-dhaam…
Finished reading Afgan…
Re-watched i-Robot(told u I haven’t got much to do)..
And to top it all-A statement "Do you think we all are created for a purpose..I would like to believe so.."
A statement by Isaac Asimov’s figment of imagination(which happens to be a robot(in Spooner's words- just lights and clockwork)), makes you think about your life, raises questions about your motives, makes you doubt yourself and you feel hopeless and dejected more than ever…

In all- a gloomy Sunday.

My Fundae-II

Everything need not have a reason..

I love to do unreasonable things…
Like, writing this post!

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**I love to do unreasonable things(.....sometimes only).

Freedom

I feel like a free bird…
Its like, I was trapped in a loop, going round and round the circle..
Today I broke out of it…
No attachments, no bonds, no responsibilities, no worries….
This sudden change is bit odd, but the nicest kind of ‘odd’..
Feels great to be on my own…
The world around me has changed…in a moment… Its far more appealing, exciting, filled with opportunities and possibilities than what I thought it possibly could be..
The sky wasn’t that blue before…
The moon-light wasn’t so soothing before…
The stars weren’t so friendly before..
I want to celebrate this freedom…Spread my wings and soar higher and higher…

A Toast!

A new name..
for new beginnings....
new challenges....
and new confusions...
cheers!!

Discombobulated!!

Few people are sure about what they want..
Rest are sure about what they don’t want..

I am not sure about anything!

And its not like that I haven’t tried to sort it out…
But every time I do,it results in turmoil in my head…rush of thoughts.. feelings.. and everything n anything that can happen inside a human head…
And I end up where I started!!

The Rain, speed n the signal

Typical rainy Sunday.. It had rained a bit in afternoon.. But around dusk sky had cleared..The sun was about to set…It was one of intensely golden sunsets which kindle the horizon…in other words perfect setting for a drive…

So I grabbed my keys and rushed downstairs….

There was not much traffic on the road(considering pune standards).. I started gaining speed… soon reached the maximum(maximum that my bike could offer).. The wind was hitting my face so hard that my entire face had gone numb.. At that moment I could feel only speed..nothin else.. N then I realized, this is exactly why world is crazy about speed.. At that instant,I believed I could fly.. I could achieve anything.. I felt there is nothing in the world that can possibly stop me..

But then I saw a small red light in front that brought me back in reality and I had to apply breaks……..

GRE - facts and opinions

• One cannot possibly finish studying for GRE in 10 days(unless u have exceptionally good vocab).

• Active/passive vocab remains unchanged after doing 50 wordlists.

• GRE doesn’t test vocab of a person, its just tests patience.

• US universities rely on the GRE scores as it reflects the faith we have US educational system. What I mean to say is, while studying for GRE we have to believe that the education will be worth mugging all those words(which you never gonna use in your entire life).

• All your guesses about what author of the passage is most likely to agree with(typical RC question) will be wrong.

• Don't give GRE after your placement.

• I am not meant and made for GRE.

My fundae-I

I have problem with everything that I “have to” do……

I don’t know whether its universal or its just me..But whenever someone tells me that I have to do something I will try my best to get out of it.. irrespective of whether it makes sense or not..

Like when I am watching tv(day before exam(in pre-scheduled break of few hours)), and during that period if mum happens to tell me to study, I come in my room and end up doing tp for more time than I had originally planned for..

It has nothing to do with being right or wrong. Its all about being instructed to do something. Its as if assuming that I don’t know what’s right and what’s wrong. I am capable of making a decision. I just want people to trust me and I will make my choices. And if I make a mistake, one has every right in the world to blame me.

I don’t mind an advice, just don’t tell me that I HAVE TO do this!!

Choices..

Why we always have to choose between what is right and what is easy??

I want right thing and easy thing to be the same thing…for once!!!!

Jeetey raho!??

I happened to see the new ICICI Prudential’s add the other day. It ended with wife saying “Jeetey Raho!” to her husband. And it struck me…The real meaning of so called “Ashirvaad”.

Keep on living.. Is that all we want to achieve in life? Is that all we hope for?? Is that what we strive for??? I would like to believe its not.. But it is…We are genetically built for survival.. The sole purpose of our life is ‘to live’. I know, it may sound very eccentric, but it’s true. All we can do is just accept the fact and just “jeetey raho”…

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But when I think about it, its not all that bad. We can atleast choose the way we live!

The height of boredom!

Do I need to write anything else????

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The text is not readable..so here it goes:

missed u!

After spending five days away from home, I realized the thing I missed the most was my PC…

I hate being so dependent on a stupid machine!!

I reached pune in the morning; I turned on the comp as soon as I could… and started listening to songs…and at that time I felt I was home……..

somethin stupid

Well, I think I should explain what is written in block letters at the start of this web page..

It was the name I gave to my first journal entry.. which I happen to write on the day after my 21st b'day (quite an early start, huh???)..anyways, the events that took place that day were so overwhelming, I couldn't even talk to anyone about it.. so I started typing whatever came in my mind.. and I felt so much better..

I think, I am drifting...

The gist is, it was something (here, I am referring to the namesake of my blog) I could somehow(??) relate to and I could be honest with my feelings.. I was able to talk about the things I never talked about.. I had never opened up this way… I wrote stupidest things.. my silliest ambitions.. my darkest secrets…my wildest dreams.... I was just ‘me’…….. No pretensions, No flamboyance, just ‘me’

And one more thing, I am sure whenever I am going to read this in future, I am going to think how stupid I was back then...
Then, at least I can rightly say 'name was in harmony with its content'!!

I think this wraps up the ‘critical reasoning’ for choosing quite unusual name…
Hoping to blog regularly..cheers..

P.S….
Rather a confession: I am not much of a writer.