When life's fubar...

In the worst times, in glumness, melancholy, when im blue... booohoohoo :(
one of the most crappy times, like some 1000 dementors hovering above..
yikes!! when life's fucked up royally...

FUBAR [f(ucked) u(p) b(eyond) a(ll) r(ecognition)] rather!!

my dearest friend still stands by me, to give me the much needed support,
nopes... no words would suffice the description,
golden hearts cant be described in words..





"And now I know I'll never be blue
coz I found a true friend in you"

Ganpati Bappa Morya!!

Vakratunda Mahakaaya Suryakoti-sama-prabha Nirvghnam kuru me deva Sarva-karyeshu Sarvada

'Oh, the curved-faced, gigantic Lord Ganesha,
you are like a million suns in brilliance;
always kindly free us from hurdles in all our endeavors.'

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To those who dont really find any difference between 'love' and 'lust'


Yes, I agree, there isn't much difference...

Lust is when you love someone for whats on the outside.
Love is when you lust for whats on the inside.

Happy Dreams!!

Its about 3 a.m.
Off to sleep, After a day's work,
or killed time all day,
or maybe its been just another day.

As sleepy head drops on the pillow,
my mind wanders into the past..
Memories, scenes, flash involuntarily,
Some I've been a part of,
some I wish and long for, And
some that just appear and go by..

Of all these, memories are the ones
the best ones, the most valued by me.
Silly jokes, arbit talk, b'day bumps,
tears n' support in life's bumps,
Admist fights, arguments..
Smiles, laughter, hugs saying it all.
No words, just the presence,
the warm caring silence.

Makes me smile again in my deepest slumbers,
Does anyone have such friends, who make you smile,
even after they've gone, drifted apart,
Distances and spaces so large,
today we are poles apart.
But the happy memories,
still as fresh as dew in my heart.
I now realise my friends arent away,
they are still around me,
Just like the wind, which is always around
Can be felt, but cant be seen.

Happy memories make me smile again
and wipe my tears away.
Coz bestest friends are so precious
May these dreams hold me in the pain,
In fear and when I go astray
May I have Happy Dreams tonight!

Dream.....

Nothing is as real as a dream. The world can change around you, but your dream will not. Responsibilities need not erase it. Duties need not obscure it. Because the dream is within you, no one can take it away.

It's easier to go down a hill than up it but the view is much better at the top.

Finally an Engineer!

All the slogging, turmoil, admission woes, journal-work, file-covering, copy assignments has officially bore a fruit... I AM A COMPUTER ENGINEER now!!

"B.E.(Bachelor of Engineering), Computers
Sardar Patel College of Engineering"

Woaa.. sounds good eh... lemme me see, where did it all began? Was it the BE final exam,.. FE,.. .er.. the admission process, PCM(Physics, Chemistry, Maths)? No, wait... it goes back even further!! The vocational option!

Yess!! The vocational option that I could choose only because I had +5 marks of passing thr Intermediate drawing exam that added to my 10th std. marks... And gave that drawing exam in 9th std!
Oh-my-gosh!! It maybe a cake-walk for some nerds to go past the Mumbai University(MU)'s B.E. course unsacthed, but for me it began from that drawing exam leading to addition of precious 5 marks, which in turn helped me avoid Biology(eeyucky, sorry folks but I just hate it!) and one language!! Life was easier being in vocational, but it turned arduous in 12th std. , PCM seemed like 3 gaints, getting admission into a good engineering college was a must. (good = one of the best colleges in the city). 290/300 wasn't a big deal considering the fact that there were 540+ students above me. Our's was the last batch to have centralised admissions and God! what a day it was!! Though I secured an open merit seat(open implies general category + not the ones reserved for girls; merit means since you have enough merit pay only 10000 as admission fee instead of 40000,that was the admission for a 'paid' seat) seat in one of the best colleges in the city, it was after a long anxious wait..
All hard work paid off, it seemed when I got admission in Sardar Patel College of Engineering, my second option from the list of colleges, one of the best ones in Mumbai.

But perils of engineering in were little known to me and many freshers like me in F.E.(First Year of Engineering). Scrupulously attend lectures, take down notes, go to the library, issue books of reference and meticulously write assignments on my own! Seemed like the studious one, but all this goes down the drain when its time for submission. When we got a taste of MU exams, it was a horror thing put on only-plunge-down-at-different-speeds rollercoaster!! 18.2% passing percentage!!! We never saw a larger massacre in MU thereafter.. Fortunately, I managed to just clear all the papers with a meagre 51%.. It was a failure, for the 290-pcm shine had turned to dust... But, we just realised that there existed a leveller other than death, the MU!!

Second semester onwards we learnt some 'how-to's...
how-to be officially present on the prof's attendance sheet
how-to have a good image in front of the profs
how-to bother about studies rather than lectures(ironical, but true!)
and last but not the least.. how-to enjoy life in engineering!!(SPACE was a revered festival for us!)

Life moved on, semester after semester, who would do PhD type studying for each subject after realising 60% was enough to be eligible for campus placements, so rest of the time just do the usual chores.
Chores:-
1) copying assignments, programs, practicals, etc..
2) photocopying(popularly known as 'Xeroxing') notes, sometimes assignments too; to go home and copy!
3) print the fliched-or-donated-or-co-operative programs, some guys even photocopied printouts and submitted their files
(pssst.... The most important machine in a computer engineer's B.E. life is the Xerox machine... trust me!!!)

T.E., had the best of times making good friends, taking part in extra-curricular, enjoying engineering life. Mini-projects, fliched projects/programs, politics, chat-rooms and paper-balls during lects, highs and lows, friends and foes.... had a taste of it all...

By the time we were into the last year of this then so-called wretched life(the perils still existed, we just learnt to circumvent a bit!) we had actually become used to it!! A closely-knit group of friends, classmates pulling each other's leg, the unforgettable Goa trip, the hours spent in project lab., ... man!! I sure miss all that!

Today, as our BE results are out... oh, let me make it a bit more official...

Results for B.E. ( Sem. VIII ) (Rev.) Computer held on MAY 2006
The result of seat number 6048 is Passed with First Class
Congratulations

... makes me ponder, I have actually made it!! Cleared, passed B.E. with a first class!! All the pains and slogging comes to an end, a well-deserved result. In fact most of us have got a first class, an award to the patience and agony, that each has gone through some time or the other in past four years.

Kudos to us! Engineers, finally! Best Wishes to all those who have sailed with me in the class of 2006, Computers! Have a great future!!

MY OTHER BLOG....

Let the nicer and sweeter thoughts be at www.bloggybelongstocyberfreak.com

and the black cloud of excruciating anguish, resentment (with a silver lining of Mumbai people's undying philanthropic spirit) be on

www.mumbailifeandpeople.blogspot.com

Holding Mumbai Hostage!!

The statue of SS Head's wife is vandalised, which is condemed by one and all.
But should it amount to Mumbai Bandh or Maharashtra Bandh??

Buses being burnt, rasta roko, stopping the trains!!
Which person's soul would want all that to happen if some miscreant spoil's his/her idol!!?
Sentiments maybe hurt, but people cant go around vandalising Mumbai!!
Shops that shut down voluntarily did that out of fear, not in any anticipation for bandh.
Bandhs have been banned by the court, i guess way back.
Condeming shouldnt be done by closing down the city, holding it at ransom, pelting stones on public property and shops.
Bhandup case, in which policemen were killed is being projected by SS as absence of law and order, but rather its the irk of citizens that spills in some or the other form. And how rightful is a person who claims that 'the government has failed in providing proper law and order. people just do whatever they want"; invoke bandh, burning of buses. Isnt he supposed to shun from violence himself?

And the news keeps pouring in...all afternoon, from different parts of the state. Mumbai just had its share of monsoon woes(instead of enjoying the beautiful rain, people make frantic calls, try reaching home or reaching out to know about their dear ones as soon as they see incessant rains) , calling for a bandh, blocking the western express highway... Mumbai has no relief.

Country's commercial capital pays more than enough taxes, still doesnt have good urban infrastructure. (South Mumbai remains fine, while the 'burbs get flooded in filthy gutter water) To add to it we have these Bandh-planners, which just amounts to mega business loss for that particular day.
Who gives them the right to hold Mumbai hostage?



PS: a point to be noted.. some the protestors were cheerfully smiling on their way, while making all those obstructions whenevr some news channel's camera was on; as if they were out on a sunday morning walk!!! So much for the so-called sentiments that were hurt!!!

PS 2: about a total loss of Rs. 1 crore which doenst cover the business loss of closed shops and markets.
Who pays for this huge loss?
Was this a planned strategy?? just to get focus n limelight on SS??
'No bandh' was declared.. was it because of the 25 lakh fine slapped on SS fro the Aug '03 band?!
Isnt it the party's responsiblility to look after the statues put up by them??
What about the statues of nation's great leaders who have pigeons n doves shitting over them?

PS 3:
A girl in bhandup is hit by the SS miscreants' stone hurrled, jus to disrupt normal routine.
She lies in a hospital , wounded with multiple injuries.
How was she guilty to suffer this if some party-head's wife's statue is being vandalised??!
Who pays for her medical expenses?

Nationalise Riots!!

The problem with communal riots is that they’re too successful and, as a result, the nation’s image gets a beating. Which is why they need to be nationalised because once it’s in the hands of the government even the best and bitterest riots will deteriorate. For example, after nationalisation, basic riot equipment such as armaments would be produced by some public sector undertaking. Imagine the conscientious rioter’s embarrassment when his brickbats don’t arrive on time; or if they do, they crumble in his hands. Also, since these would be put under the purview of essential commodities they would ultimately only be issued to genuine permit holders at the rate of one per family. This, compounded by normal non-availability due to man-made shortages, sloppy planning, lack of foresight and hoarding, would lead to exorbitant black market prices that would automatically put them out of the reach of the common rioter. Even when such armaments are available over the counter — like before elections maybe — other failsafe features of the system would still manage to restrict their sale and usage. After all, how many lay rioters have the nerve, cash, initiative or know-how to bribe a lower division clerk?

Then there’s the problem of registration. Applications by any lunatic fringe to stage a riot would require four sets of unavailable forms to be typed double-spaced in triplicate in Hindi with two references from the opposite community, an income tax certificate countersigned by a gazetted officer stuck in a meeting. The lot would then have to be submitted to some assistant commissioner who would by then have proceeded on leave prior to being superseded. By the time an honest rioter got around to completing administrative formalities, the carefully nurtured hatred inside him would long have turned into curds of apathy. Finally, let’s not forget unionised go-slow tactics since this can be disastrous during a pitched riot. It leads to the unheard of situation where one community hits back slower than the other, taking interminably long pouring petrol on indifferently overturned buses, lethargically demolishing places of worship, or simply quitting halfway through and going home hours before the army moves in to impose curfew. It can leave the other community looking pretty silly. Yup, communal riots have to be nationalised at once.

a reason, a season or a lifetime..??

People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime..


When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person. When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.


Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn. They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.

LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant

Never Give up!

NEVER GIVE UP!!!

Pain able to shatter,
Tears slowly drowning,
Darkness overtaking,
Never give up…

Eyesight getting cloudy,
Footsteps all cluttered,
Hands so shaky,
Never give up…

All odds are against me,
No one here to stand by,
All alone in this battle,
Never give up…

I will stand strong,
I will go on till death,
I will not fall so easy,
Never give up…

I will not surrender,
I will not give in,
I will not give up,
No matter what!

Be your Self best...

The good you find in others, is in you too.
The faults u find in others,
are your faults too.
After all, to recognize soemthingyou must know it.


The possibilities you see in others
are possible for you as well.
The beauty that u see aorund u, is ur beauty
The world around u is a relection,
a mirror showing you the person you are.


To change the world,
you must change urself.
To blame and complain will
only makes matter worse.
Whatever you care about, is your responsibility.


What you see in others
shows you yourself
See the best in others,
and you will be ur best
Give to others, and you give yourself.


Appreciates beauty, and you will be beautiful
Admire crativity, and you will be creative.
Love, and you will be loved.


Seek to understand,and you will be understood.
Listen, and your voice will be heard.
Teach, and you will learn.


Show your best face to the mirror,

And you'll be happy with the face looking back at you.



..So be your best Self!!

Kudos to KAVS!!!!

The ideal BE project group

When your fifth semester comes to an end, there are hushed voices between people talking about some high-tech lingo that you wouldn’t even bother about. In semester six, you can see your same old class painted with new colors of betrayal, shock, dismay, tactics, back-stabbing and treachery. As the people whom you have seen working or hanging out together suddenly change groups only for the sake of a final year project! Who’s who’s friend or foe could put in more confusing stories than the Mahabharata at times! After the final groups are declared, there are some pleasant assurances that friendship, trust and loyalty still exists; for some fortunate ones. So how should the ideal project group be? Pick up some of the tech-freaks mix well with the workaholics, a dash of given-date-is-the-due-date believers, a pinch of sci-fi writer for the documentation with the topping ipod-guys for entertainment! Bake it all to get minimum 48/50! And there you go, the ideal group is ready! What more can one ask for? But I dint have any of these, neither the recipe, nor the next big-idea to attract any of the ingredients. Being one of the fortunate ones, I was very happy with my newly formed group of a K, an A, a V and Me! Let me describe my ideal project group.

K, the brainy person who doesn’t flaunt it, an introvert who speaks a few words but gives presentations the best! Sharp mind but lazy to do things on time, intelligent to make wonders but loves to freak out with friends instead, will do things at his own pace even if it means solving something that’s been left untouched since two months in two minutes. One can always count on him. This trustworthy person is the coder, the last-minute-think-fast, smart techie of my group!

A, doing things almost at the last moment, enjoying life to the fullest, tension free like a grasshopper, but oozing with ideas and strategies. Sufficient sleep (ten hours minimum!) can work wonders for A, full of zeal and enthusiasm, ‘I’ll do it’ comes instantly when one is bored, tired and frustrated of work, managing things in the last moment well enough to get a ‘good’ and smile from the professor. The silly jokes and PJs popping up most of the times can sure make the bunch forget about the woes of engineering! This is the I’m-ready-to-help person with amazing managerial and organizational skills of the group.

Me, the most tensed person of the group, a list of things to be done, written, printed, some not working, sometimes even lost! Worrying about due dates, reminding others of them, trying to do things well before time, panic when the work’s not done up to the mark or something is found undone at the last moment, making frantic calls when 10:30am was the scheduled time and no sign of anyone till 11:00am. But I am sure glad about the freedom that I get, selecting the project, doing whatever I want to, no one to nag, poke or irritate. It sure is blissful!

V, the coolest of all, not a sign of tension ever on his face, believes in doing everything at the last moment no matter what it is or how important it is. May look like one of those who never bother about anything, but in reality he is the much-needed element. V tells us to slow down when we are too fast, practical enough to not overdo any work. A very stable and relaxed mind, stress-free, drives away the tensions of any person stuck in any situation, the stress-reliever, and also the one who quietly gets chips into the project-lab for us in the evening.


So, here we have a mixture of trust, brains, technical-know-hows, the freedom to select project, great ideas, enthusiasm, loyalty, helpfulness, flexible time schedules, deadlines are met, no nagging, no complaining, no one to dictate or to take undue credit, stress-reliever, hog-when-hunger-strikes, take-a-chill-pill along with laughter, joy and mental peace... whew!! Hey isn’t this the ideal project group?!! Kudos to KAVS!! This is the best and the coolest gang to be with!! The awesome foursome!!

Bottom line: The best is within you, among you, around you and your friends.