No people this is not a Maggi instant mix caption. This is an attempt to delve into a far more complicated topic - accepted worldwide as the most complex phenomenon - 'how women brains work?'. The word 'brain' in this context would raise a few chuckles here and there but lets save it for some other time. The possibility of high - heeled footwear (any Prada users around?) trying to make contact with my nose-bridge looms high with the publishing of this, but then the very agitation this might bring about is a bit intoxicating.
Situation #1 : Boyfriend at work....
Amidst a busy weekday, when his brain is being fried alive, he gets a message from his 'love'. The display indeed brings a smile to his face only to last a few seconds for it might read : 'darling, lets catch a movie?'. Well what can he say politely apart from this: 'dear I am at work' to which the reply might be : 'dude I have seen other people at work too..so don't give me that shit'. To people who are paying attention; the transition from 'darling' to an 'arrogant dude' just took about say 20 seconds maximum (subject to network signal strength of course).
Situation #2 : People in a relation talking over phone....
Thanks to people like Sunil Bharti Mittal 10 ps/min or even 1 ps/min calls are a reality today. Considered a boon 'mistakenly' by many for people in relationships, I will call your attention this way. What Mr. Mittal forgot was the situation where the after a continuous shower of blah blah when the go quiet, when their counterparts decide to have a face-off then with this : "why are you silent?...am I boring you?...you don't have much interest in me these days, do you?' By the time the guys do come up with something to save themselves, it would have soon turned from 'I love you' to "its not working'. Yes just within a few seconds.
Situation #3 : People in a relation over an argument...
Relation and fights are like Adam and Eve. Ranging from 'why din ya mesg me yest?' to cheating on your gf/bf the list is light-years long. Without no doubt justice can be on any side. But for 'convenience' lets just assume that the guy is right this time. After being put through all the bullshit if he ever makes the mistake of raising a finger or using an F word, you are literally a goner dude. Whatever defenses you had till then concreting your good-heartedness will all be washed away with just one sentence: 'how dare you behave with me like that? I am after all a girl. It was indeed a mistake to be with you'. There you go dude - a 10 second long sentence does the trick here too.
Situation #4 : Batman Begins
Wondering what a movie name is doing here?. Hang on. Throughout the movie one might have noticed, Rachel going 'ooo...aaah' over Batman's spectacular stunts and muscle flexing. That time secretive little Bruce Wayne ( Batman's true identity ) was a nobody to her. Towards the end , that too after sharing a kiss, knowing everything about Batman, she decides to have 'normal man'. The mighty Batman who beats the shit out of bad guys - who is he now? dumbass? - Time taken : not over 60 seconds.
Verdict : I am still at loss how these 'things' work.
(Based on 'Pyar ka Panchnama'?..Yes is it)
Monday, March 26, 2012
Friday, March 16, 2012
Reflections....
He cursed his life for the umpteenth time that night. It was the third time that week. Drenched in rain, supervising concreting at 2 A.M in the night was soon becoming his wretched life. He knew it would go on till 6 A.M atleast. He let out an audible gasp which only the Rain Gods gave an audience to. The atmosphere seemed to have replaced oxygen with concrete and dust. A little careless and he would become a part of the foundation which was being cast. But no matter how hard he tried, his mind kept reverting back to his life two months back which now seemed like a bygone era.
Like a kid going gaga over his candy, he remembered his loving parents, his home, his friends, his love. He heaved a sigh.It was tough indeed to leave them all and live in this rundown shithole, he thought. Well raised in a metro, used to spending on whims, never missing any fun, he had of course reasons to lament upon (but did he really he was soon to find out). Of course his family and friends were just a call away, but then staying in another planet kind of state was new to him, totally ripping him from inside. On top of all this misery, he was battling a losing love life, amidst this physically demanding schedule, trying to save a relation, but only to be met with constant ignorance and insolence. Before he went more deep into that profound chasm of memories he was jolted back to the present by a fellow labour. It was time for the 3 A.M tea.
They sat in a dilapidated shed which barely classified as a tea stall. Rain water was dripping in, gusty winds chilling them to their very bones. Having nothing better to do he decided to ask the fellow labors about their whereabouts and stuff. All of them merely said their names and hometowns and kept on sipping their teas as if uttering an extra word would cost them their right arm. But the chaiwala more talkative than others made a short, yet crisp speech which he was to remember for the rest of his life.
"I am Dhirender Sahu from Orissa Sir. My father was a chaiwala and needless to say I became one too. I wanted to be Doctor but then, not everyone gets to study, do they Sir?(a smile then on his toothless face). Three children - two sons, one daughter. Sons have fairly good jobs and are settled with families but a chaiwala at their homes can be detrimental to their social status which explains why I am here. My daughter wants to be a doctor and that's what I am earning for, enduring all this toil here. And yes feed our mouths 3 times a day is the top priority of the list anytime"
The guy had spoken nothing extraordinary, nothing Abraham Lincolnish, but the words washed over him over and over. Here he was earning a five - digit salary, e-ordering whatever he wanted, and these people earned no more than 200/day. Here he was frustrated about not getting to have his weekend hangouts and their main agenda was to keep away from starvation on a daily basis. Despite the lack of wealth they apparently had only one problem - 'how to eat three times a day?' and he despite having all the luxuries had a 1000 problems to deal with. He suddenly felt blessed for having nice family and friends (yes his lost love couldn't make an appearance there). This didn't make him a completely different person altogether but he hoped it would over time.
When the first sunray hit his face he found himself smiling a little. He was tired indeed, but he felt pleasant, if not cheerful altogether.
ജീവിതം എന്ന കലാലയം,
നമ്മള് പഠിക്കുന്നതു എന്ത്
പഠിക്കേണ്ടത് എന്ത്
Like a kid going gaga over his candy, he remembered his loving parents, his home, his friends, his love. He heaved a sigh.It was tough indeed to leave them all and live in this rundown shithole, he thought. Well raised in a metro, used to spending on whims, never missing any fun, he had of course reasons to lament upon (but did he really he was soon to find out). Of course his family and friends were just a call away, but then staying in another planet kind of state was new to him, totally ripping him from inside. On top of all this misery, he was battling a losing love life, amidst this physically demanding schedule, trying to save a relation, but only to be met with constant ignorance and insolence. Before he went more deep into that profound chasm of memories he was jolted back to the present by a fellow labour. It was time for the 3 A.M tea.
They sat in a dilapidated shed which barely classified as a tea stall. Rain water was dripping in, gusty winds chilling them to their very bones. Having nothing better to do he decided to ask the fellow labors about their whereabouts and stuff. All of them merely said their names and hometowns and kept on sipping their teas as if uttering an extra word would cost them their right arm. But the chaiwala more talkative than others made a short, yet crisp speech which he was to remember for the rest of his life.
"I am Dhirender Sahu from Orissa Sir. My father was a chaiwala and needless to say I became one too. I wanted to be Doctor but then, not everyone gets to study, do they Sir?(a smile then on his toothless face). Three children - two sons, one daughter. Sons have fairly good jobs and are settled with families but a chaiwala at their homes can be detrimental to their social status which explains why I am here. My daughter wants to be a doctor and that's what I am earning for, enduring all this toil here. And yes feed our mouths 3 times a day is the top priority of the list anytime"
The guy had spoken nothing extraordinary, nothing Abraham Lincolnish, but the words washed over him over and over. Here he was earning a five - digit salary, e-ordering whatever he wanted, and these people earned no more than 200/day. Here he was frustrated about not getting to have his weekend hangouts and their main agenda was to keep away from starvation on a daily basis. Despite the lack of wealth they apparently had only one problem - 'how to eat three times a day?' and he despite having all the luxuries had a 1000 problems to deal with. He suddenly felt blessed for having nice family and friends (yes his lost love couldn't make an appearance there). This didn't make him a completely different person altogether but he hoped it would over time.
When the first sunray hit his face he found himself smiling a little. He was tired indeed, but he felt pleasant, if not cheerful altogether.
ജീവിതം എന്ന കലാലയം,
നമ്മള് പഠിക്കുന്നതു എന്ത്
പഠിക്കേണ്ടത് എന്ത്
Saturday, December 26, 2009
THE BSNL MIX-UP!!
This was something that happened to some of my friends a couple of months back. The exact venue would be Volvo Race Cochin;but the journey that led them there & back is of equal importance. Now the people involved can be divided into two groups: 2 from Perumbavoor(Friend #1 & Friend #2) & 3 from Edapally(Friend #3 Friend #4 & Friend #5)…of course ekm people will know better about the places..and now the story begins…
Friend #1 texts:”Da we are all set…gonna board bus..where should we meet u guys?”
Friend #3 texts back:”We will be at Edappally junction by 10…cum fast”
Friend #2 texts:”All right…we will be there”.. & he reflects:”damn..BSNL is fast these days..i wonder why people make gruesome comments of Suvidha…I sure am a fan of this wonderful scheme…gives me so much messages for my galfriend…now wait a minute..whom am I kidding…I don’t have a galfriend...anyways I sure am a fan of this wonderful scheme”….
If he would continue to be a fan or not he was soon to find out…
The Perumbavoor team reached Edapally at 10,give or take some minutes…met up with the rest of the gang..& they were off in another bus to the Cochin Shipyard which played the gracious host to the Volvo race…the journey was fine…each of em catching up wid other’s college life & stuff…& soon they reached the place..
Once there they started roaming around with the usual trademark malayali activities…like taking in the beauty of the nearby local & foreign birds..:P…& seldom casting their sights in the direction of the much awaited Volvo race…now the fact that birds tend to fly out in all the possible directions is a well-known one & the fact that the on-lookers tend to follow them is even a bigger one…as if to emphasis the given statement Friend #2 followed a pair of HOMING PIGEONS…he went on & on for such a long tym..by da tym he made an effort to turn his neck around & take a look..he ws amidst total strangers..knowing nothing abt the place he was frantic to the core…he did what anyone would do..took out his fone..now as an average malayali guy keeping a balance more than one rupee would be an insulthe looked around for a coin fone;but could’nt find dat either…so obviously he messaged each & every1 of them asking abt their whereabouts…he waited a full tension filled 5 minutes till he got the message…it was from Friend #4
It said…”Da we are at Edapally Junction…cum fast”
Friend #2:”wtf…how dare dey do dis to me…y da hell din dey inform me…suckers dun even hav balance 2 make a call…wait till I reach there & kick their asses…”…with anger swelling his empty head he managed to catch a bus in edapally direction assimilating all da possibly “holy words & holy actions” that he had to bestow upon them..he felt like he was in the bus for the whole eternity till he reached the junction…he got down & luked around..not even a single known face..he was enraged to the core..he went up2 a nearby coin fone & fumbled for a coin, inserted it & made the call…
Friend #5:hello…man where the hell have you been…we have been waiting like hell for atleast half an hour..
Friend #2:atheda pulle…I can see u guys waiting…thu…where da hell are you…I am at Edapally station as u guys asked me to come…
Friend #5:Edapally???...wt are u tokin abt..who asked you to go there…?
Friend #2:wt do u mean who asked you to go there…I got the damn mesg from Friend #4…giv him da goddamn fone..
Friend #4:dude wt mesg are u tokin abt?...i din send any at cochin..
Friend #2:stop the bloody game…I know u did…it read…”We are at edapally..cum fast”..i know enough English to understand dat 1 sucker…
Now at the other end there was howls of laughter…Friend #2 was perplexed..”what the hell is going on there…y r da losers laughing at me..so much for the bloody friendship”…jus den voice came in the other end..
Friend #4:eda mandankonapi…I send u that message when u guys started off from Perumbavoor..jus did as a cautionery measure so that if Friend #3’s message was lost in mid air atleast mine would reach…bt actually speaking it did..at the wrong place at the wrong tym..& sry my friend we cnt help laughing.. :P
Friend #2:err…hmm..ok…m gng bak home..cya guys sometym…bye
Now he is a proud user of an AIRCEL sim…enjoying unlimited messaging delivered at the right time..!!
Friend #1 texts:”Da we are all set…gonna board bus..where should we meet u guys?”
Friend #3 texts back:”We will be at Edappally junction by 10…cum fast”
Friend #2 texts:”All right…we will be there”.. & he reflects:”damn..BSNL is fast these days..i wonder why people make gruesome comments of Suvidha…I sure am a fan of this wonderful scheme…gives me so much messages for my galfriend…now wait a minute..whom am I kidding…I don’t have a galfriend...anyways I sure am a fan of this wonderful scheme”….
If he would continue to be a fan or not he was soon to find out…
The Perumbavoor team reached Edapally at 10,give or take some minutes…met up with the rest of the gang..& they were off in another bus to the Cochin Shipyard which played the gracious host to the Volvo race…the journey was fine…each of em catching up wid other’s college life & stuff…& soon they reached the place..
Once there they started roaming around with the usual trademark malayali activities…like taking in the beauty of the nearby local & foreign birds..:P…& seldom casting their sights in the direction of the much awaited Volvo race…now the fact that birds tend to fly out in all the possible directions is a well-known one & the fact that the on-lookers tend to follow them is even a bigger one…as if to emphasis the given statement Friend #2 followed a pair of HOMING PIGEONS…he went on & on for such a long tym..by da tym he made an effort to turn his neck around & take a look..he ws amidst total strangers..knowing nothing abt the place he was frantic to the core…he did what anyone would do..took out his fone..now as an average malayali guy keeping a balance more than one rupee would be an insulthe looked around for a coin fone;but could’nt find dat either…so obviously he messaged each & every1 of them asking abt their whereabouts…he waited a full tension filled 5 minutes till he got the message…it was from Friend #4
It said…”Da we are at Edapally Junction…cum fast”
Friend #2:”wtf…how dare dey do dis to me…y da hell din dey inform me…suckers dun even hav balance 2 make a call…wait till I reach there & kick their asses…”…with anger swelling his empty head he managed to catch a bus in edapally direction assimilating all da possibly “holy words & holy actions” that he had to bestow upon them..he felt like he was in the bus for the whole eternity till he reached the junction…he got down & luked around..not even a single known face..he was enraged to the core..he went up2 a nearby coin fone & fumbled for a coin, inserted it & made the call…
Friend #5:hello…man where the hell have you been…we have been waiting like hell for atleast half an hour..
Friend #2:atheda pulle…I can see u guys waiting…thu…where da hell are you…I am at Edapally station as u guys asked me to come…
Friend #5:Edapally???...wt are u tokin abt..who asked you to go there…?
Friend #2:wt do u mean who asked you to go there…I got the damn mesg from Friend #4…giv him da goddamn fone..
Friend #4:dude wt mesg are u tokin abt?...i din send any at cochin..
Friend #2:stop the bloody game…I know u did…it read…”We are at edapally..cum fast”..i know enough English to understand dat 1 sucker…
Now at the other end there was howls of laughter…Friend #2 was perplexed..”what the hell is going on there…y r da losers laughing at me..so much for the bloody friendship”…jus den voice came in the other end..
Friend #4:eda mandankonapi…I send u that message when u guys started off from Perumbavoor..jus did as a cautionery measure so that if Friend #3’s message was lost in mid air atleast mine would reach…bt actually speaking it did..at the wrong place at the wrong tym..& sry my friend we cnt help laughing.. :P
Friend #2:err…hmm..ok…m gng bak home..cya guys sometym…bye
Now he is a proud user of an AIRCEL sim…enjoying unlimited messaging delivered at the right time..!!
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Zero Tolerance to Raggin...(my ass)..
"Zero Tolerance to Ragging"...
"Make NITC a Ragging-free zone"...
etc etc...
These are the contents of the posters that have been spammed across our whole campus...yes people you wont find "National Institute of Technology" much these days :D...
"'Ragging' means the doing of any act which causes, or is likely to cause any physical, phsycological or physiological harm of apprehension or shame or embarrassment to a student, and includes– (a) teasing or abusing of playing Practical joke on, or causing hurt to any student. or (b) asking any student to do any act, or perform any thing, which he/she would not, in the ordinary course, be willing to do or perform."-Wikipedia
Now my question here is(well there are many questions) how the hell does asking the name of a fellow junior happens to be an act of ragging?...cause as per clause (b) of the before mentioned statement its not something that anybody will b unwilling to answer..besides compared to our other colleges in the state our college is far behind in ragging..still all the bullshit about gettin ur asses kicked jus coz u ask em sumthin...
And look at the ill-fate of those 3 second years who got a sem back just because they asked some details...
No enquiry committe..no shit...where the heck is our college going to??...any accused is entitled to self-defense...bt that seems to b unheard in our college..not even givin a bloody glance to what their future wud become..now everyone will b asking y dey did rag in da 1st place...bt does da investigators seek out hw far did da ragging go or in other words hw intense it was causing the so-called mental trauma or whatever?...this is really a sad era...the current 1st years at this rate wont even know a single senior...& wt the college is doing nw will lead to the seclusion of 1st yrs from the real college happenings...I wonder if they know that buildings like Mb or DB even exist apart from their hostels and their precious temple NLHC...
And thanx to our establishment seniors are under the pressure these days...covering up their asses & running as soon as a junior is in a radius of 50ms.. :(...nw dont get me wrong here...for i am not supporting full fledged ragging...ragging at an avg rate is fun...not my won opinion..its a genral opinion..& even some of the current 1st yrs whom we met sum days back are of the same opinion...gettin the matter outta hands is 1 thing...& that ought 2 b sorted out...but healthy ragging as far as my opinion goes shud be encouraged...for it helps the juniors get over their anxiousness & blend wid the colg atmosphere & be the real part of da colg..now i knw da post is nt humorous & kinda an argumentative essay...bt ppl dis is my blog & I am at my liberty 2 write wateva i want 2...
Anyways hoping that the current situation would change. I am ending wid a prayer...
"Oh God...njangal seniorsine kaathone...."...
Stay tuned for the next episode of Flypsyde
"Make NITC a Ragging-free zone"...
etc etc...
These are the contents of the posters that have been spammed across our whole campus...yes people you wont find "National Institute of Technology" much these days :D...
"'Ragging' means the doing of any act which causes, or is likely to cause any physical, phsycological or physiological harm of apprehension or shame or embarrassment to a student, and includes– (a) teasing or abusing of playing Practical joke on, or causing hurt to any student. or (b) asking any student to do any act, or perform any thing, which he/she would not, in the ordinary course, be willing to do or perform."-Wikipedia
Now my question here is(well there are many questions) how the hell does asking the name of a fellow junior happens to be an act of ragging?...cause as per clause (b) of the before mentioned statement its not something that anybody will b unwilling to answer..besides compared to our other colleges in the state our college is far behind in ragging..still all the bullshit about gettin ur asses kicked jus coz u ask em sumthin...
And look at the ill-fate of those 3 second years who got a sem back just because they asked some details...
No enquiry committe..no shit...where the heck is our college going to??...any accused is entitled to self-defense...bt that seems to b unheard in our college..not even givin a bloody glance to what their future wud become..now everyone will b asking y dey did rag in da 1st place...bt does da investigators seek out hw far did da ragging go or in other words hw intense it was causing the so-called mental trauma or whatever?...this is really a sad era...the current 1st years at this rate wont even know a single senior...& wt the college is doing nw will lead to the seclusion of 1st yrs from the real college happenings...I wonder if they know that buildings like Mb or DB even exist apart from their hostels and their precious temple NLHC...
And thanx to our establishment seniors are under the pressure these days...covering up their asses & running as soon as a junior is in a radius of 50ms.. :(...nw dont get me wrong here...for i am not supporting full fledged ragging...ragging at an avg rate is fun...not my won opinion..its a genral opinion..& even some of the current 1st yrs whom we met sum days back are of the same opinion...gettin the matter outta hands is 1 thing...& that ought 2 b sorted out...but healthy ragging as far as my opinion goes shud be encouraged...for it helps the juniors get over their anxiousness & blend wid the colg atmosphere & be the real part of da colg..now i knw da post is nt humorous & kinda an argumentative essay...bt ppl dis is my blog & I am at my liberty 2 write wateva i want 2...
Anyways hoping that the current situation would change. I am ending wid a prayer...
"Oh God...njangal seniorsine kaathone...."...
Stay tuned for the next episode of Flypsyde
Monday, June 22, 2009
A Love Story!!!
"My likeness for her bloomed for reasons unknown,
But yet again that's how romance is born"
- Mahakavi Aftu
Now you guys will be thinking I am gonna narrate my love story..I agree it's disastrous...but for the time being it's one of my best friend's tale..before I start off with the story an introduction of the 2 main people involved are required.
Jishnu Narayanan S aka JT is a very close friend of mine..he basically hails from TVM(who always tries in vain to prove that TVM is bttr dan EKM :P)..he was in D-Batch..(I had a special affinity for that batch u knw :D)..& a proud owner of the dilapidated W200i Sony Ericsson shit..lolz..he is a die hard mamookka fan but again & again he keeps on losing the fight with us(LALETTAN ROCKS makkale :P)..& he is a proud exec of the club DND-Dance & Dramatics Club(i call it Drunkards & Doppers Club though :P)...he is a talented singer but never really got a chance to express his talent(trust me..m not joking here...he has even sung over the fone to the "will be mentioned person" in our 1st year & many of em lykd it :D)...he was my partner in the SATAN dance & his YAKSHI VESHAM was an instant hit(yeah his exposed,clean-shaven navel part did catch a lot of attention :P)...he has a lot of cash in his purse always & was basically my sponsor in 1st year(yeah my dad thanks him a lot :P)..well in short these words can sum up JT...
Ms Beautiful(yeah she doesnt want her name to be public..as if this will help..lolz..:P) is from Doha(I like that place very much :D)...she was in A-batch...a beauty conscious girl..with straightened hair...oooo...(yeah many boys are after her :D...stupid idiots :P)..she is a self-acclaimed professional dancer with all wrong moves...well i have had the blessing to hear her cry over the fone(njan enthu thetta cheythe??...:P....dats a diff story will explain later)...ok..dats enuf 4 her..:P
It all started from the auditorium...the precious OT classes of the 1st years..me,JT,Maddy,Sarath & JK went there to play badminton in the evening(trust me we r gud players..tho Maddy dozes off in the middle sumtyms :D)..k..we entered the audi only to find that all da courts we full..
Moi:damn...all da suckers are playin...
Maddy:shit eda..din think it wud be occupied now..(oh allenkil avan ondakkum :P)
JK:da attathe courtil gals aanallo..anushayalle athu??...(i always wonder how he does dat..i mean he has an uncanny knack to pick out gals from any corner of the world)
Sarath(who ws half sleepy by now):enna vaa angottu pokam...
The court was occupied by 4 gals-anusha,soumya..& 2 unknown gals...
We heard 1 of em crying..1-0..
Appo manassilaayi..ee aduthonnum theerullennu..westarted walking back..
Moi:dei..vaa pokaam..poyi bluff kalikkam..dats bttr..da Maddy enneekku..avante oru urakkam...:P
JK:da JT cheettu ille roomil??...da JT..eda Sarathe JT evide??
We turned back..& saw JT rooted to his spot..with his expression unique..quite lost in thought..oblivious to our shouts,the racquet dat mi8 smash his puny head...we cud say in an instant that he was SMITTEN by sum1..alas..cupid's arrow had found it's mark..(its not a place that i would publically mention..lolz..:P)..but who ws da CHOSEN ONE??...our eyes scanned the whole place...saw many..(JK lykd sum of em i guess. & he stopped looking..ass..)..atlast we found our gal..oops JTz gal..she was in the rear end of the court..going to smash the cork..only to miss it..poor soul..:P
JT:athu aaraada...??
I knew dis was'nt gud...
JK:athu Reshma Abbas anaennanu thonnunnathu??..
JT:really??...da i wanna meet her...
JK:da dun do it nw..we'll soon device a plan & will meet up with her..
JT:ok..vaa pokam...
He walked with us never taking his eyes of her till we left the auditorium...
I could say that he was in love..all time trying to find her some way or the other...eventually he got hold of her batch..A..he wanted to go to the batch & meet her..but we stopped him..telling there is more time for that...
November 3rd-Debutante
Around 11 am:Me & JT dheeramaayi Treasure Huntil thottu kondu Canteeninte mumbil...
Moi:da JT..enikku oru grape juice..2 puffs..1 pastry...pinne oru..
JT:da da...appo enikko??..
Moi:nee lime kudichal mathi...allenkile avanu thadi kooduthala..:P
We went inside to find a lots of our friends there...& most importantly..Ms Beautiful...
JT was already shivering...Jeff who was nearby saw this...& came to his aid...
Jeff:da nee ivide nikku njan avale ippo konduvaraam..
Moi:vann...eda njan maari nilkaam...nee samsaaricho...
And I started walking
JT:da aftu pokalle..wait
By this time I walked outta the canteen & Jeff went inside..
When I was near the gate i turned back to find that Jeffrey was back with gal...& preety soon Jeff left..
I watched in happiness the way he chatted with her...he was so full of glee..most importantly the gal was responding pretty well...it lasted for around 5 mins & da gal went back inside...
JT came back in trance...
JT:da her name is not Reshma Abbas..its Reshma ***(cmon..itz not hard is it??..stupid discretion..:P)
Moi:oh sheri..da parupadi baakiyundu..va lets go 2 audi..
I think he marked this day in the calender for I was sure he didnt want to forget this day anytym...well if he forgot or not..we r abt to find out..
Some DJ Night:dun rembr da exact date...
Me & JT was @ our own homes..yeah twas a weekend..we did miss the DJ ni8..bt we had sum work @ our homes..(not cleaning plz..)...now a transciption from JTz file...
JT:da aftu got her no man...
Moi:wow..gud 4 u..how did u pull it off man...??
JT:i didnt...JK did..he stopped her after the DJ night & asked the no 4 me..she gave in...
Moi:lucky u man...appo thodangelle...
JT:I already started man..:D
Moi:gud 4 u man..keep going...
Now he was messaging her every now & then...guess they even shared sum calls..well kool 4 him...we thought..he has a chance...good...
But as the old saying goes...Good stuff is always short-lived...we came to know that another guy was after her..well for the times sake lets call him THE BOY(yeah hez BUILT :D)..needless to say JT was devastated big tym...guess he even cried in the bathroom(thatz confidential..plz dun spread..:P)...so we decided to make him meet her for a chat...
One day JK sumhow got the wind that she was in CC...he immediately called up me JT & Arju..we waited outside for her near the centre circle..time passed...we were bored..but of course JT wasnt..he was anxioulsy waiting but my stomach was grumbling..sucker..:P..After what it seemed an eternity to him...Ms Beautiful came outside accompanied by sumone..on closer look it was revealed to be The Boy...I did'nt want to look at JT's face for i knew what would greet me dere...bt JK was relentless...
JK:da go after her..nuthin will happen..cmon man..go aftr her...
JT:eda veno??..
Moi:onnu poyittu vaada..enikku vishakunnu...:P
JT took sum deep breaths...did sumthin wid his hands(ayye not dat..:P)..which quite reminded me of sreeshanth..
He then set after her...who was already halfway thru da Rajpath..he literally ran after her..we lurked behind...keeping a safe distance from the trio...
We saw them talking...& we couldnt help noticing the fact THE BOY was in the middle..lolz..:P...poor JT...he was trying to make conversations with little results...we it was dark at that tym..so i may not be entirely correct..all we can say abt da afternoon was dat he din make much headaway...
1st January 2008-Room A-226:
9pm:
Robin:da JT..fone pidi...vili avale..propose cheyyada...
Moi:robi has a point man..da itz new year eve..athu orthu chilappol ninne accept cheyyum...:P
JT was thinking hardly oblivious to the near by Bluff...after a while..he took da fone in his hand...dialled da no...he put it in loudspeaker...
Ms Beautiful:hello....
JT:hey Happy New Year....
MB:same to u...
JT:enikku oru kaaryam parayaan undu...
We all were holding our breaths..time had ceased i think...
MB I guess already knew what was cumin..
MB:athu veno??
JT:*****& I love you...
The moments that passed after this were so tensed up that I could feel my lungs splinching..
MB:jishnu jishnu jishnu...
& the fone got disconnected...of course my poor frd was torn apart...for the days that followed he had lost his soul...he sorely missed her...he could'nt sleep...he could'nt think...bt he could still eat...lolz..:P...somehow he got over it to an extent bracing the fact that she had found someone else...bt lyk a true sportsman he kept his friendship with her(not that he had many options :P...)...days passed by...the dull uneventful winter was overthrown by the pleasentness of spring..
April 2nd-the following is 4m hearsay..so plz dun blame me..
Twas Roy's bday..(yeah ppl keep dat in mind..she gives a lot of tr8z)...
From what I hear..she got a 125rs worth bday card from JT...(yeah damn sucker din give us a single piece of shit for our bdays..)..but m happy dat he got only a mere THANK YOU JISHNU from her.. GOD bless her...:P..
And dey went on with their lives...
JT still single striving to mingle...:P
And Ms Beautiful lived happily ever after witha guy whose name yet again start with "J"...yeah ppl THE BOY lost out...I dunno the story..plz ask concerned ppl..
Now I know that it's not as humorous as the older posts..that's coz it's a serious matter..LOVE is...& if you feel so I dun giv a damn...& itz not good to laugh at people who have lost their loves...poor JT...cmon da...I admire your relentless search for you girl...I will surely join your quest & make her mine..:P
Now as you wanted Ms Roy...I did'nt reveal your identity till the end...:P
Stay tuned for the next exciting episode of Flypsyd3
But yet again that's how romance is born"
- Mahakavi Aftu
Now you guys will be thinking I am gonna narrate my love story..I agree it's disastrous...but for the time being it's one of my best friend's tale..before I start off with the story an introduction of the 2 main people involved are required.
Jishnu Narayanan S aka JT is a very close friend of mine..he basically hails from TVM(who always tries in vain to prove that TVM is bttr dan EKM :P)..he was in D-Batch..(I had a special affinity for that batch u knw :D)..& a proud owner of the dilapidated W200i Sony Ericsson shit..lolz..he is a die hard mamookka fan but again & again he keeps on losing the fight with us(LALETTAN ROCKS makkale :P)..& he is a proud exec of the club DND-Dance & Dramatics Club(i call it Drunkards & Doppers Club though :P)...he is a talented singer but never really got a chance to express his talent(trust me..m not joking here...he has even sung over the fone to the "will be mentioned person" in our 1st year & many of em lykd it :D)...he was my partner in the SATAN dance & his YAKSHI VESHAM was an instant hit(yeah his exposed,clean-shaven navel part did catch a lot of attention :P)...he has a lot of cash in his purse always & was basically my sponsor in 1st year(yeah my dad thanks him a lot :P)..well in short these words can sum up JT...
Ms Beautiful(yeah she doesnt want her name to be public..as if this will help..lolz..:P) is from Doha(I like that place very much :D)...she was in A-batch...a beauty conscious girl..with straightened hair...oooo...(yeah many boys are after her :D...stupid idiots :P)..she is a self-acclaimed professional dancer with all wrong moves...well i have had the blessing to hear her cry over the fone(njan enthu thetta cheythe??...:P....dats a diff story will explain later)...ok..dats enuf 4 her..:P
It all started from the auditorium...the precious OT classes of the 1st years..me,JT,Maddy,Sarath & JK went there to play badminton in the evening(trust me we r gud players..tho Maddy dozes off in the middle sumtyms :D)..k..we entered the audi only to find that all da courts we full..
Moi:damn...all da suckers are playin...
Maddy:shit eda..din think it wud be occupied now..(oh allenkil avan ondakkum :P)
JK:da attathe courtil gals aanallo..anushayalle athu??...(i always wonder how he does dat..i mean he has an uncanny knack to pick out gals from any corner of the world)
Sarath(who ws half sleepy by now):enna vaa angottu pokam...
The court was occupied by 4 gals-anusha,soumya..& 2 unknown gals...
We heard 1 of em crying..1-0..
Appo manassilaayi..ee aduthonnum theerullennu..westarted walking back..
Moi:dei..vaa pokaam..poyi bluff kalikkam..dats bttr..da Maddy enneekku..avante oru urakkam...:P
JK:da JT cheettu ille roomil??...da JT..eda Sarathe JT evide??
We turned back..& saw JT rooted to his spot..with his expression unique..quite lost in thought..oblivious to our shouts,the racquet dat mi8 smash his puny head...we cud say in an instant that he was SMITTEN by sum1..alas..cupid's arrow had found it's mark..(its not a place that i would publically mention..lolz..:P)..but who ws da CHOSEN ONE??...our eyes scanned the whole place...saw many..(JK lykd sum of em i guess. & he stopped looking..ass..)..atlast we found our gal..oops JTz gal..she was in the rear end of the court..going to smash the cork..only to miss it..poor soul..:P
JT:athu aaraada...??
I knew dis was'nt gud...
JK:athu Reshma Abbas anaennanu thonnunnathu??..
JT:really??...da i wanna meet her...
JK:da dun do it nw..we'll soon device a plan & will meet up with her..
JT:ok..vaa pokam...
He walked with us never taking his eyes of her till we left the auditorium...
I could say that he was in love..all time trying to find her some way or the other...eventually he got hold of her batch..A..he wanted to go to the batch & meet her..but we stopped him..telling there is more time for that...
November 3rd-Debutante
Around 11 am:Me & JT dheeramaayi Treasure Huntil thottu kondu Canteeninte mumbil...
Moi:da JT..enikku oru grape juice..2 puffs..1 pastry...pinne oru..
JT:da da...appo enikko??..
Moi:nee lime kudichal mathi...allenkile avanu thadi kooduthala..:P
We went inside to find a lots of our friends there...& most importantly..Ms Beautiful...
JT was already shivering...Jeff who was nearby saw this...& came to his aid...
Jeff:da nee ivide nikku njan avale ippo konduvaraam..
Moi:vann...eda njan maari nilkaam...nee samsaaricho...
And I started walking
JT:da aftu pokalle..wait
By this time I walked outta the canteen & Jeff went inside..
When I was near the gate i turned back to find that Jeffrey was back with gal...& preety soon Jeff left..
I watched in happiness the way he chatted with her...he was so full of glee..most importantly the gal was responding pretty well...it lasted for around 5 mins & da gal went back inside...
JT came back in trance...
JT:da her name is not Reshma Abbas..its Reshma ***(cmon..itz not hard is it??..stupid discretion..:P)
Moi:oh sheri..da parupadi baakiyundu..va lets go 2 audi..
I think he marked this day in the calender for I was sure he didnt want to forget this day anytym...well if he forgot or not..we r abt to find out..
Some DJ Night:dun rembr da exact date...
Me & JT was @ our own homes..yeah twas a weekend..we did miss the DJ ni8..bt we had sum work @ our homes..(not cleaning plz..)...now a transciption from JTz file...
JT:da aftu got her no man...
Moi:wow..gud 4 u..how did u pull it off man...??
JT:i didnt...JK did..he stopped her after the DJ night & asked the no 4 me..she gave in...
Moi:lucky u man...appo thodangelle...
JT:I already started man..:D
Moi:gud 4 u man..keep going...
Now he was messaging her every now & then...guess they even shared sum calls..well kool 4 him...we thought..he has a chance...good...
But as the old saying goes...Good stuff is always short-lived...we came to know that another guy was after her..well for the times sake lets call him THE BOY(yeah hez BUILT :D)..needless to say JT was devastated big tym...guess he even cried in the bathroom(thatz confidential..plz dun spread..:P)...so we decided to make him meet her for a chat...
One day JK sumhow got the wind that she was in CC...he immediately called up me JT & Arju..we waited outside for her near the centre circle..time passed...we were bored..but of course JT wasnt..he was anxioulsy waiting but my stomach was grumbling..sucker..:P..After what it seemed an eternity to him...Ms Beautiful came outside accompanied by sumone..on closer look it was revealed to be The Boy...I did'nt want to look at JT's face for i knew what would greet me dere...bt JK was relentless...
JK:da go after her..nuthin will happen..cmon man..go aftr her...
JT:eda veno??..
Moi:onnu poyittu vaada..enikku vishakunnu...:P
JT took sum deep breaths...did sumthin wid his hands(ayye not dat..:P)..which quite reminded me of sreeshanth..
He then set after her...who was already halfway thru da Rajpath..he literally ran after her..we lurked behind...keeping a safe distance from the trio...
We saw them talking...& we couldnt help noticing the fact THE BOY was in the middle..lolz..:P...poor JT...he was trying to make conversations with little results...we it was dark at that tym..so i may not be entirely correct..all we can say abt da afternoon was dat he din make much headaway...
1st January 2008-Room A-226:
9pm:
Robin:da JT..fone pidi...vili avale..propose cheyyada...
Moi:robi has a point man..da itz new year eve..athu orthu chilappol ninne accept cheyyum...:P
JT was thinking hardly oblivious to the near by Bluff...after a while..he took da fone in his hand...dialled da no...he put it in loudspeaker...
Ms Beautiful:hello....
JT:hey Happy New Year....
MB:same to u...
JT:enikku oru kaaryam parayaan undu...
We all were holding our breaths..time had ceased i think...
MB I guess already knew what was cumin..
MB:athu veno??
JT:*****& I love you...
The moments that passed after this were so tensed up that I could feel my lungs splinching..
MB:jishnu jishnu jishnu...
& the fone got disconnected...of course my poor frd was torn apart...for the days that followed he had lost his soul...he sorely missed her...he could'nt sleep...he could'nt think...bt he could still eat...lolz..:P...somehow he got over it to an extent bracing the fact that she had found someone else...bt lyk a true sportsman he kept his friendship with her(not that he had many options :P...)...days passed by...the dull uneventful winter was overthrown by the pleasentness of spring..
April 2nd-the following is 4m hearsay..so plz dun blame me..
Twas Roy's bday..(yeah ppl keep dat in mind..she gives a lot of tr8z)...
From what I hear..she got a 125rs worth bday card from JT...(yeah damn sucker din give us a single piece of shit for our bdays..)..but m happy dat he got only a mere THANK YOU JISHNU from her.. GOD bless her...:P..
And dey went on with their lives...
JT still single striving to mingle...:P
And Ms Beautiful lived happily ever after witha guy whose name yet again start with "J"...yeah ppl THE BOY lost out...I dunno the story..plz ask concerned ppl..
Now I know that it's not as humorous as the older posts..that's coz it's a serious matter..LOVE is...& if you feel so I dun giv a damn...& itz not good to laugh at people who have lost their loves...poor JT...cmon da...I admire your relentless search for you girl...I will surely join your quest & make her mine..:P
Now as you wanted Ms Roy...I did'nt reveal your identity till the end...:P
Stay tuned for the next exciting episode of Flypsyd3
Saturday, June 20, 2009
10th October 2007....!!!
9th October:
11:15 pm:We were huddled up in A-226(details about the room & inhabitants are coming up soon...)playing bluff...the air was full of sounds like ONE MORE...3 KINGS...NJAN POKKI MONE...etc..suddenly...anish stood up pretty dramatically in his famous unwashed SBOA Tee fiddling wid my mobile..
Anish:da naale aftuvinte birthday alle??...
I was expecting dis...& i pretended i din hear hoping dat oders din hear too...prarthikkuvan ororutharkkum oro kaaranangal...CYCLE AGGARBATHIS...(ok dat ws a sad joke..i knw..:P)...anewese bak 2 da point...kartha & arju whose audible powers were not at all deceived perceived it wid full consciousness....
Kartha:Vann...guess its payback time...(4 he had his bday 2 days bak..& since den his right & left buttocks havent been da same :D)..
Arju:hmm...we have around 40 mins left tho...
Moi:enne pidikkunathu enikku onnu kaananam..anewese game is over...m off to my room...besides dun cum hammering on my door @ 12 coz it'll b locked..& i hav a mech assignemnt 2 submit 2mrw...bye 4 nw
Like i owned da world i made my way 2 217..my room..slightly grinning certain dat no sucker is gonna get my ass 2ni8...well i was about to find out...
11:30pm:i ws writing my assignment wondering what gifts i am gonna get da succeeding day...almost automatically my hands reached for my mobile (to check if there were any advanced greetings)..which is usually on my bed..bt 4 sum reason the usual place ws empty..well dat ws odd...& i ws kinda worried coz it ws sumtym afta da famous mobile robbery had taken its toll...i searched da whole room..even my room mates jyothish's bag..(yeah i ws a bit suspicious of him..:)..lolz)...nopes..it wasnt dere..hmm nw da only place left ws under kartha's bed where we were playin cards...well twas possible dat my precious 7 megapixel bluetooth equipped 8 gb NOKIA 1600 :P ws under his bed..so without thinking anything else i went bak 2 our den...da door was closed..there were hushed noises...sum kinda discussion dats pretty common dez days..:P...anewese i banged on da door & twas opened immediately only 2 find dat a few more ppl were inside...Karthik & SP...so i asked wt i came for..
11:45pm:
Moi:da unni..wherez my fone...??
Anish:eda oole...nee thanne ivide ittittu pokum..ennittu dialogue adikkunnu...eduthondu poda ee soap petti...
Moi:poda pothe...poi aswathiye fone vilikkitta...
Just wen i was abt 2 leave Tony aka Pandy came abruptly...
Tony: da aftu ondodaa ivide??....
Moi:enthada??...
Tony:da ninne seniors vilikkunnu..avar aa grillinte avide undu..entho chodikkanundu..
Moi:oh k..njan da vannu...
& i went wid him...& unni also came wid me..in da way we met Rohit...
Tony:da rohite nee tathvakku veettill poyaarnoda??..seniorsine ninne kaanam ennu parayunnundu...avar aa grillinte avide undu...
Rohit:eda enikku annu vayyayirunnu...ente aduthu med cert undu..njan ippol kondu varaam...
For some reason i thot Tony was stifling a grin...den i thot otherwise..
So we went 2wards da grill no1 uttering a word & me wondering y da seniors wanted 2 meet me 4...twas kinda dark dere..& da tubelights were'nt lit..i wondered y...& we reached da common space infront of the grill...I looked & so no1 outside
Moi:da koppe evideyaada seniors??...
11:53pm
Suddenly lyk hounds pounding upon an helpless prey dey all jumped upon me...someone removed my glasses(whom i found out 2 b SP later) & i was tossed a dozen times into the air..den i heard da voice of darsan...
Darsan:da..ivide veno??...
SP:ivide venda...avane 134ilekku kondu vaa..avide kodukkam...
Like in Tamil Nadu as they carry corpse & people dancing around...i was carried off to 134...i could feel dat my skin was registering pains coz sum people were comin out 4m rooms..slapped...went bak 2 wateva dey were dng..suddenly da march stopped & I realised what I was up for..
Darsan:On the count of 3....3...thudangikko...
Around 20 pairs of legs at the least..lost count u see...made contact with rear end of my body...
BLAM..DISHKUM..PISHKUM..PHAM...pain & agony worth 40 seconds...den it was all over...i felt lyk Constantine....lyk been to hell & back..
10th October
12:00 am:Happy bday to u..happy bday to u..happy bday to aftu...(avante happy bday...manushyante pani theeru)....people came shook hands & asked how the plan ws...I was of course speechless...dey pulled it off well...bt my ass was paining a lot..& i wanted to kick dere ass in return..
Then the amazing moment of India happened...Rohit came..
Rohit:aliya happy bday...ennalum nammale avar pattichu kalanjalloda..ente med cert waste aayi...
All the pain i was havin den miraculoulsy vanished for i was ROTFL...& so were the others...Rohit the situational victim/mandan..(sry rohit..cudnt help putting dis up :P)...& this of course was the best part of the whole thing!!
SO all in all dat ws my best bday till date & cant neva pass that into oblivion...it'll always be etched in my memory no matter hw much da tym changes....LOVE U FRIENDS!!
Stay tuned for the next episode of Flypsyd3...
11:15 pm:We were huddled up in A-226(details about the room & inhabitants are coming up soon...)playing bluff...the air was full of sounds like ONE MORE...3 KINGS...NJAN POKKI MONE...etc..suddenly...anish stood up pretty dramatically in his famous unwashed SBOA Tee fiddling wid my mobile..
Anish:da naale aftuvinte birthday alle??...
I was expecting dis...& i pretended i din hear hoping dat oders din hear too...prarthikkuvan ororutharkkum oro kaaranangal...CYCLE AGGARBATHIS...(ok dat ws a sad joke..i knw..:P)...anewese bak 2 da point...kartha & arju whose audible powers were not at all deceived perceived it wid full consciousness....
Kartha:Vann...guess its payback time...(4 he had his bday 2 days bak..& since den his right & left buttocks havent been da same :D)..
Arju:hmm...we have around 40 mins left tho...
Moi:enne pidikkunathu enikku onnu kaananam..anewese game is over...m off to my room...besides dun cum hammering on my door @ 12 coz it'll b locked..& i hav a mech assignemnt 2 submit 2mrw...bye 4 nw
Like i owned da world i made my way 2 217..my room..slightly grinning certain dat no sucker is gonna get my ass 2ni8...well i was about to find out...
11:30pm:i ws writing my assignment wondering what gifts i am gonna get da succeeding day...almost automatically my hands reached for my mobile (to check if there were any advanced greetings)..which is usually on my bed..bt 4 sum reason the usual place ws empty..well dat ws odd...& i ws kinda worried coz it ws sumtym afta da famous mobile robbery had taken its toll...i searched da whole room..even my room mates jyothish's bag..(yeah i ws a bit suspicious of him..:)..lolz)...nopes..it wasnt dere..hmm nw da only place left ws under kartha's bed where we were playin cards...well twas possible dat my precious 7 megapixel bluetooth equipped 8 gb NOKIA 1600 :P ws under his bed..so without thinking anything else i went bak 2 our den...da door was closed..there were hushed noises...sum kinda discussion dats pretty common dez days..:P...anewese i banged on da door & twas opened immediately only 2 find dat a few more ppl were inside...Karthik & SP...so i asked wt i came for..
11:45pm:
Moi:da unni..wherez my fone...??
Anish:eda oole...nee thanne ivide ittittu pokum..ennittu dialogue adikkunnu...eduthondu poda ee soap petti...
Moi:poda pothe...poi aswathiye fone vilikkitta...
Just wen i was abt 2 leave Tony aka Pandy came abruptly...
Tony: da aftu ondodaa ivide??....
Moi:enthada??...
Tony:da ninne seniors vilikkunnu..avar aa grillinte avide undu..entho chodikkanundu..
Moi:oh k..njan da vannu...
& i went wid him...& unni also came wid me..in da way we met Rohit...
Tony:da rohite nee tathvakku veettill poyaarnoda??..seniorsine ninne kaanam ennu parayunnundu...avar aa grillinte avide undu...
Rohit:eda enikku annu vayyayirunnu...ente aduthu med cert undu..njan ippol kondu varaam...
For some reason i thot Tony was stifling a grin...den i thot otherwise..
So we went 2wards da grill no1 uttering a word & me wondering y da seniors wanted 2 meet me 4...twas kinda dark dere..& da tubelights were'nt lit..i wondered y...& we reached da common space infront of the grill...I looked & so no1 outside
Moi:da koppe evideyaada seniors??...
11:53pm
Suddenly lyk hounds pounding upon an helpless prey dey all jumped upon me...someone removed my glasses(whom i found out 2 b SP later) & i was tossed a dozen times into the air..den i heard da voice of darsan...
Darsan:da..ivide veno??...
SP:ivide venda...avane 134ilekku kondu vaa..avide kodukkam...
Like in Tamil Nadu as they carry corpse & people dancing around...i was carried off to 134...i could feel dat my skin was registering pains coz sum people were comin out 4m rooms..slapped...went bak 2 wateva dey were dng..suddenly da march stopped & I realised what I was up for..
Darsan:On the count of 3....3...thudangikko...
Around 20 pairs of legs at the least..lost count u see...made contact with rear end of my body...
BLAM..DISHKUM..PISHKUM..PHAM...pain & agony worth 40 seconds...den it was all over...i felt lyk Constantine....lyk been to hell & back..
10th October
12:00 am:Happy bday to u..happy bday to u..happy bday to aftu...(avante happy bday...manushyante pani theeru)....people came shook hands & asked how the plan ws...I was of course speechless...dey pulled it off well...bt my ass was paining a lot..& i wanted to kick dere ass in return..
Then the amazing moment of India happened...Rohit came..
Rohit:aliya happy bday...ennalum nammale avar pattichu kalanjalloda..ente med cert waste aayi...
All the pain i was havin den miraculoulsy vanished for i was ROTFL...& so were the others...Rohit the situational victim/mandan..(sry rohit..cudnt help putting dis up :P)...& this of course was the best part of the whole thing!!
SO all in all dat ws my best bday till date & cant neva pass that into oblivion...it'll always be etched in my memory no matter hw much da tym changes....LOVE U FRIENDS!!
Stay tuned for the next episode of Flypsyd3...
Friday, June 19, 2009
Me me me!!!
Gracias(hope its spelled dat way)...
This is Aftab...ur intrepid blogger..quite a novice in this field..so plz do bear wid me...at this point am pretty jobless & i hope this can ease it off a bit for itz da reigning trend(NITCians will knw well)..:)..
Now a bit about me:I am 19 year old doing his BTech @ NITC..pretty jobless nw & da college says they give a lot of jobs :)...ri8 nw into my 3rd year with not much of previously cherished dreams...yeah well 2 years of engineering can strip em off...
At present am a sitting duck at home for it's my summer vacations & nowadays the word VACATION is synonymous with BOREDOM...
For the past few days buyin grocery stuff & paying bills have been the only activities if you count apart the time that i spent on net...So if anyone reading this who would like to pay off my bills can contact me anytime for i can spend some more time on net :P...well if the lucky one happens to be a girl I'd be happy to take her to a dinner & discuss...:D..
Oh sry got lost in some other stuff..now where was I..yeah ABOUT ME...
Well I am single...not that i dont want to mingle...but been pretty lousy with girls...but for some reason I am not into relations now...
PS:Good looking girls with reasonable intelligence & sense preferably from Cochin can avoid the above statement...
Well that's all for now...Will keep this updated...
This is Aftab...ur intrepid blogger..quite a novice in this field..so plz do bear wid me...at this point am pretty jobless & i hope this can ease it off a bit for itz da reigning trend(NITCians will knw well)..:)..
Now a bit about me:I am 19 year old doing his BTech @ NITC..pretty jobless nw & da college says they give a lot of jobs :)...ri8 nw into my 3rd year with not much of previously cherished dreams...yeah well 2 years of engineering can strip em off...
At present am a sitting duck at home for it's my summer vacations & nowadays the word VACATION is synonymous with BOREDOM...
For the past few days buyin grocery stuff & paying bills have been the only activities if you count apart the time that i spent on net...So if anyone reading this who would like to pay off my bills can contact me anytime for i can spend some more time on net :P...well if the lucky one happens to be a girl I'd be happy to take her to a dinner & discuss...:D..
Oh sry got lost in some other stuff..now where was I..yeah ABOUT ME...
Well I am single...not that i dont want to mingle...but been pretty lousy with girls...but for some reason I am not into relations now...
PS:Good looking girls with reasonable intelligence & sense preferably from Cochin can avoid the above statement...
Well that's all for now...Will keep this updated...
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