It all started on 23rd and thankfully its over now and here i am celebrating its departure by opening my often-so-silent bloggers mouth and this time on a softer and a lighter note. The occasion being stated here refers to our “end-semester exams” which got over today itself and i am relaxed finally. The past few days surely have been tiring enough for each and everyone of us here at IIT-R but the fun quotient associated with this particular exam is truly unfathomable. For yours truly this time around these exams were a bit special, not because of my extraordinary preparation resulting in an extraordinary performance in all my papers or even few of them, but because it was an occasion when yours truly did few things for the first time. The first and the pioneering one from my perspective being watching a movie a night before the xam and that also not once, neither twice but thrice and i am glad that i watched them. Dasvidaniya was superb and undoubtedly responsible for me watching another classic in the form of The Bucket list and lastly it was Matt Demons action packed The Bourne Ultimatum (it was the 3rd time that i saw the movie). Second thing that happened was a drastic change in the comfort level during xams which i did by fixing the upper limit for the time i woke up everyday, 11’o clock it was, whether i slept at 12 or at 1 or 2 or 3 but 11 a.m. i had to woke up. Then the third one and i would like to thank GOOGLE for this one from the core of my heart. Google books, my only source for Operation research and hydrology when i did not have any book to refer and not even notes particularly in OR, though i got screwed up in OR but that’s a different thing, atleast some confidence is required before the exam, and the books provided me with requisite amount of that confidence.
The past few days were the time when i imagined myself covered completely by soil, coarse or fine grained i still don’t know, and the formulas and theories being compacted in my mind in a completely saturated environment but the permeability of my cranium being so high that everything used to seep away at a very fast rate. I saw myself sitting on a portal frame swaying sideways with a GPS receiver in my hand receiving signals from satellites above and then storing them in a vector or raster data structure in a GIS environment and then using the data stored to somehow calculate the rate of inflation or the net present value of a project or the supply and demand curve.
Ahhhhhhh...... but the exams are over now and finally yours truly gets some rest to recharge himself for the survey camp ahead. Everytime the exam comes it surely ends as a good learning experience for each and everyone of us, for the sole reason that we start studying just before the exams only ;-)......but yes its a mixture of hard work, a bit a pluck, some resilience and finally some fun that makes up this end-semester of ours.
Yours truly bids goodbye to the exams and is not-so-eagerly waiting for it to come again, for learning is a continuous process and i don’t want to miss even a bit of that.
Adieu End-sems :-)
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
MaVeRiCkS DeSiReS
It was the beginning of 5th semester and my first economics class. While explaining us the use of "economics" in allocating resources which are scarce in number, our professor succinctly ended the discusssion exclaiming human wants and desires are endless so we need economics to use our resources in the best possible way. While i nattered during the complete lecture discussing my grand heroics during holidays with my friend, one thing that did find a way to my eardrum were the words "human wants and desires are endless". An aphoristic phrase with some deep meaning associated with it. Surely desires are endless but then it is the desire only that rekindles the fire within creating a deep sense of urge from inside to go for something and achieve what one longs for.
Now today while sitting aloof in my small cubicle thoughts popped up in my mind. What came to my mind were my desires and what came on my lips were the words "If Only I could..........". So it goes on like this...
If only I could....
Have a 100% attendance in all my courses in atleast one of the semesters.
Quit this erratic time table that i follow and have something organised.
Sleep at 11o'clock at night and wake up at 7 in the morning.
Get the specs removed from my eyes.
Make a 6 simultaneously with my hand and leg in air . Tried a lot but couldn't control my hand and leg at the same time.
Open my bloggers mouth more frequently than i do.
Hit a perfect smash in a badminton match.
Shout at all those who test my patience to its extremum.
Get 10 wickets in a cricket match.
Type without looking down at the keyboard. (my namse is amriyansh paeth...see i cust doa ir)
Call my mother everyday at 10.
Have my dinner everyday in a week.
Win all my Fifa matches defeating my opponents.
Perform 345*234 in my head.
Stop being polemical in my views towards certain Novak Djokovic.
Mug up atleast 10 words a day for my GRE examination.
Read the newspaper with utmost regularity.
Clean up my room atleast twice a week.
Brush my teeth twice a day.
Throw a paper ball straight inside the dustbin sitting on my chair.
Count the number of emotions explained by a single word Fuck
Comprehend what exactly did VP teach us in the last semester in solid mechanics.
Complete one book before picking up another
Speak fluently at a group discussion or an extempore.
Explain pegasus everything that i want to.
Play a violin or any musical instrument.
Attend all the calls that I receive everyday on my cell phone.
Operate a mouse with my left hand.
Get my railway reservations done on time.
Be a 8 pointer in atleast one of the semesters during my stay here at IIT-R.
Reach my department in 10 minutes on foot.
Have my breakfast everyday.
Explain each and every physics, chemistry and mathematics problem to my sister.
Watch directly at the sun with naked eyes.
Get a hair cut and a shave once in a month.
Call up all my near and dear ones once in a week.
Flush my mind of thoughts that are stale and needless to stay.
Be honest and brave enough to keep all my promises.
Write a poem which has a meaning to it.
Operate the computer without using a mouse.
Be brave enough to accept my mistakes.
Be carefree not worrying about anything in this world.
Crack jokes every now and then.
Reach atop mount everest and shout out loudly.
Explain pepole why exactly do i have a tortoise and an elephant on my study table.
Answer pegasus everything that she questions me.
Raise my voice everytime i find somthing wrong is happening.
Win atleast one of the LitSec quizes.
Be honest to myself when i m sitting alone and thinking.
BE SATISFIED ENOUGH WITH WHAT I HAVE and STILL STRIVE and WORK FOR MORE!!
Well this is not the end its just the beginning of a never ending list. Desires are truly endless!!!
Now today while sitting aloof in my small cubicle thoughts popped up in my mind. What came to my mind were my desires and what came on my lips were the words "If Only I could..........". So it goes on like this...
If only I could....
Have a 100% attendance in all my courses in atleast one of the semesters.
Quit this erratic time table that i follow and have something organised.
Sleep at 11o'clock at night and wake up at 7 in the morning.
Get the specs removed from my eyes.
Make a 6 simultaneously with my hand and leg in air . Tried a lot but couldn't control my hand and leg at the same time.
Open my bloggers mouth more frequently than i do.
Hit a perfect smash in a badminton match.
Shout at all those who test my patience to its extremum.
Get 10 wickets in a cricket match.
Type without looking down at the keyboard. (my namse is amriyansh paeth...see i cust doa ir)
Call my mother everyday at 10.
Have my dinner everyday in a week.
Win all my Fifa matches defeating my opponents.
Perform 345*234 in my head.
Stop being polemical in my views towards certain Novak Djokovic.
Mug up atleast 10 words a day for my GRE examination.
Read the newspaper with utmost regularity.
Clean up my room atleast twice a week.
Brush my teeth twice a day.
Throw a paper ball straight inside the dustbin sitting on my chair.
Count the number of emotions explained by a single word Fuck
Comprehend what exactly did VP teach us in the last semester in solid mechanics.
Complete one book before picking up another
Speak fluently at a group discussion or an extempore.
Explain pegasus everything that i want to.
Play a violin or any musical instrument.
Attend all the calls that I receive everyday on my cell phone.
Operate a mouse with my left hand.
Get my railway reservations done on time.
Be a 8 pointer in atleast one of the semesters during my stay here at IIT-R.
Reach my department in 10 minutes on foot.
Have my breakfast everyday.
Explain each and every physics, chemistry and mathematics problem to my sister.
Watch directly at the sun with naked eyes.
Get a hair cut and a shave once in a month.
Call up all my near and dear ones once in a week.
Flush my mind of thoughts that are stale and needless to stay.
Be honest and brave enough to keep all my promises.
Write a poem which has a meaning to it.
Operate the computer without using a mouse.
Be brave enough to accept my mistakes.
Be carefree not worrying about anything in this world.
Crack jokes every now and then.
Reach atop mount everest and shout out loudly.
Explain pepole why exactly do i have a tortoise and an elephant on my study table.
Answer pegasus everything that she questions me.
Raise my voice everytime i find somthing wrong is happening.
Win atleast one of the LitSec quizes.
Be honest to myself when i m sitting alone and thinking.
BE SATISFIED ENOUGH WITH WHAT I HAVE and STILL STRIVE and WORK FOR MORE!!
Well this is not the end its just the beginning of a never ending list. Desires are truly endless!!!
Friday, October 10, 2008
To Novak Djoker....With Love...From Amritansh "The Angel"
NOTE- The things mentioned in the blog are just the writers viewpoint and are in no way meant to hurt anyones feeling. Hardcore Novak fans may consider this blog as purely a work of fiction(though a thorough research has been done before writing this).
First of all my dearest wishes to Mr Cutie Pie of tennis for retaining his world ranking of No. 3 as per the latest ATP rankings which were released a few days back. I never knew he had such a big fan following, before i visited his personal website, which said "nearly three million people have visited this site until today!!". Well i found out many interesting facts as i scrolled down the site especially the about me page. Even, the once invincible, Federer says "he is a complete player" but the point to mark out "BEST AFTER MYSELF AND RAFA"......O Master Federer You Truly A Genius To Have Uttered My Thoughts. Ahhhh but O Master Federer why have you been so modest, "Best after urself and Rafa only", i doubt, i knw modesty is the need of hour for you, but i have many other names in my list. The other piece of interesting fact that i came to know about Mr Cutie Djoker is about his dream...Whooo Hoooooo hold your breath " WANTS TO BE No. 1 IN THE WORLD". To this i just wish that the actual truth dawns on this obstreperous soul very soon in the near future, for he really needs to realize that. Now everyone has their idol, and so does Novak Djokovic. His choice is American Pete Sampras (says “I like his serve and behaviour on-court!"), one of the best players of all time, and lately he has mentioned Andre Agassi as an inspiration. Now i really respect the choice of his, two of the best athletes that the entire sporting world would ever see. But Master Novaks "on-court" behaviour, i mean if u have someone of the stature of Sampras as your idol then atleast be prudent enough to emulate him in the best possible way. His actions making mockery of the players like NADAL, Sharapova, his ever so enchanting on court masquerades, surely earns him giggles of few hapless souls on the court ( as well as the the sobriquet "Djoker") but in the long run it begets nothing but a deep sense of fulmination which can only be jettisoned if he truly behaves as a gentleman on-court as well as off the court.
Well many of you would be pondering as to why i am being so sinister and vitriolic in my remarks towards Mr Novak. To this i would only say his victory against Master Federer in the Australian Open is responsible for this. Why??? I dont know. But thats the reason.
Well but even after so much of censure-ism one thing that i really like about this ebullient soul is his energy and vigour everytime he steps in to play and his jocular nature, every time he appears before a bunch of media person. Being No. 3 in the world amidst the players of the class of Roddick, Nalbandian, Davydenko, Safin,Murray is no less a feat. No doubt he plays well but improvement is what is required.
Ooops!! Improvement from his side!!! I seriously think its not gonna help him by any means, but on second thoughts i think may be some degradation in the class of RAFA and FEDEX might help him to realize his far-fetched fanciful dreams.
All The Best NoVaK!!
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
"I".......
Now this is for the first time that i have written something like this, a poem sort of a thing, and i dont exactly know how well have i fared in my attempt. Well to be honest this attempt of mine is motivated by a masterpiece that i read recently in an "About me" column on orkut. Well friends just go through it and do leave a comment, for i want to know how gud a poet i am. May be that would decide whether i could make an increment to the list of features which is often refer to as my character traits, like when i say "I am a ...................." or should i only open my bloggers mouth to embellish this hallowed space with my favourite anecdotes. So here it goes.....
"I"........
Sitting alone in this small cubicle of mine,
Staring continuously at the laptop all the time,
thoughts flooded across my mind,
and took me to the past that i had once left behind.
How good and studious i was,
always came first in all my class,
was a cynosure of everyones eye,
but never really discovered who actually was "I".
Days went by, years passed by,
but never really discovered who actually was "I".
Then came a day when i actually found out,
a place called IIT, which many like me sought,
Diligent i was, so never had any problem,
IIT was in my bag, and I became a champion.
Thougth for a while that i finally discovered "I",
but realized very soon it wasn't that "I",
Days swept by, years rolled by,
Still trying to figure out who actually am "I".
A thousand smiling faces i see everyday,
and i wonder myself are they really happy and gay,
Then comes the questions that troubles me the most,
Does happiness come really at some cost??
If "Yes" is the answer, I m ready to pay for it,
For i want that "I" to be healthy,wealthy and fit.
May be then i answer the very question of "I",
Who actually am "I"??
Who actually am "I"??
May be in my next creation i answer the question over which i pondered in the above poem, or sort of a poem, or better a semi-poem, or a quarter-poem, naah u all only decide what exactly it is, but why should you all decide this.This is my space i m free to write anything, but who will read it, you all only, so comment whatever you want to, but after all that u say finally it is in my hands to decide which one to save and which to delete, but what if you all get angry........Ahhhhhhhhh i shud sleep now its 4:13 in the morning.
Gudnite or shud i say Goodmorning....naahh Alt+F4 and then Shutdown is what is required.
"I"........
Sitting alone in this small cubicle of mine,
Staring continuously at the laptop all the time,
thoughts flooded across my mind,
and took me to the past that i had once left behind.
How good and studious i was,
always came first in all my class,
was a cynosure of everyones eye,
but never really discovered who actually was "I".
Days went by, years passed by,
but never really discovered who actually was "I".
Then came a day when i actually found out,
a place called IIT, which many like me sought,
Diligent i was, so never had any problem,
IIT was in my bag, and I became a champion.
Thougth for a while that i finally discovered "I",
but realized very soon it wasn't that "I",
Days swept by, years rolled by,
Still trying to figure out who actually am "I".
A thousand smiling faces i see everyday,
and i wonder myself are they really happy and gay,
Then comes the questions that troubles me the most,
Does happiness come really at some cost??
If "Yes" is the answer, I m ready to pay for it,
For i want that "I" to be healthy,wealthy and fit.
May be then i answer the very question of "I",
Who actually am "I"??
Who actually am "I"??
May be in my next creation i answer the question over which i pondered in the above poem, or sort of a poem, or better a semi-poem, or a quarter-poem, naah u all only decide what exactly it is, but why should you all decide this.This is my space i m free to write anything, but who will read it, you all only, so comment whatever you want to, but after all that u say finally it is in my hands to decide which one to save and which to delete, but what if you all get angry........Ahhhhhhhhh i shud sleep now its 4:13 in the morning.
Gudnite or shud i say Goodmorning....naahh Alt+F4 and then Shutdown is what is required.
Friday, August 15, 2008
HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!!!
Its INDEPENDENCE DAY and here i am celebrating it blithely by once again letting my resplendent brainchild to soar high in the sky fluttering its wings to explore each and every part of this infinte space. I m free today and so are my thoughts, which i certainly felt have been suffering from a bout of insipidness for the past few weeks, courtesy the insidious monotonic life that yours truly has been leading for past few days. So this independence day has bestowed me with an opportunity to bequeath this feeling of malaise and break free from the clutches of dullness and the inveterate din of daily life , allowing me to do things that i really enjoy, the prominent of them being sleeping and writing and slightly less prominent being studying and reading. But no doubts i really enjoy these four things, though with slightest of discrimination.
Ohhhh Jesus Christ !! i forgot FIFA , but to be honest i think i haven't been able to do justice to this marvellous game, well my current loosing streak has engendered such murky feelings, but there goes the age old adage "Practice Makes A Man Perfect" , and so yours truly is religiously working on it.
Another thing that i wanted to convey through this blog to few "God sent Angles" who care a lot about me is the fact that from now onwards yours truly would not even think about giving a second thought before blatantly using some "Holy Words" , in case they continue with their blown out of proportion debates and crap-ism.
I suppose i had my share of fun writing sumthing after so many days. Well things are happening at a breakneck pace these days , days have become mechanical, and amidst all this yours truly is trying his best to refurbish his quirks , which are yet to reach its panache. The only thing i require is mental freedom so just wish i have it, and i wish all of you have it. Thanx for pedalling so far with me dear readers, next time will surely gift you all with something saucy and more palatable. For the time being ENJOY THE FREEDOM !!!!
Saturday, July 26, 2008
A BiG THANKKKKKKK UUUUUUUUUU................
Often do I stand in the dark underneath the heavenly blue cover studded with twinkling stars and the crescent shaped moon, chaste as a kids laughter, and try to muster all the epochal events and the people upon whom I can blindly entrust the complete responsibility of making me what I m today , coz of whom I always have that self proclaimed “million dollar smile “on my face , and who have been significant enough to influence me in some way or the other. This blog is nothing but a sincere effort to pay tribute to all those who have been like a bulwark for me , and I m going to do this by saying a simple but a big "THANKKKKKK UUUUUUU” to all of them.
1-Mummy-The biggest THANKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU is for my mom for simply making me what I m today. Her love , her motivation, her support , her guidance and every single thing that she does for me, I thank her from the core of my heart for all those things.
2- Papa- I thank my dad for always being there at times when I need him , for his precious advices , and for making our family The Best in this world.
3- Dalu- Whenevr I close my eyes and think abt people who knw me the best , two names at once flash across my eyes at a lightening speed , one of them being Dalu , my sister, and I thank her for knwing me so well, for gifting me with lovely gifts on every birthday, for being my only saviour in turbulent times , for troubling me for treats , and surely for keeping me in touch with Physics, Chemistry and Maths with her questions every now and then.
4- Shank Da – My cousin , I thank him for that Orange Candy with which he treated me a few days back( given that he never treats neone..its like a taboo for him!!) , and for the all the cycle rides that he has given me with urs truly sitting and njoying at the back on all those bumpy roads, for his peculiar dance in which he performs “The One and The Only Step” of his , I thank him for all those things.
5-My Friends – Saurabh for his xpert comments on various issues….Vineet for his resplendent thoughts and philosophical crap…..Munshi for always helping me to pack my luggage, for his treats and for his ever ready-to-help attitude…. Shubham for making me a part of thomso and for lending me with 10-20rs whenever I have to go to canteen…. Karan for all those lifts that he has given me for the deparment and for helping me in studies…..Bhrigu Raj Singh for making me a gud fifa player , for making me much more patient, for helping me in learning solid mechanics, for accompanying me to canteen every day, for giving me new names every now and then…..Bharat for listening to my chats that I often used to have with a frnd of mine and for the discussions that we often had and also for the only telugu movie of my life till date…..Guruuuu for helping me in dealing with civil engg with his super knowledge and notes…..Mohit ,Rajat and Gaurav for bestowing me with some of the best times of my life , I THANK ALL OF THEM and even to those whose name I haven’t mentioned but have been integral to me at some point of time.
6- The Pegasus- I thank “Pegasus” for soaring so high in the sky and taking me along with her to heights where I actually discovered who I was, rather who I am and what actually I could do. For making even a small victory of mine a heyday , for finding out those “dimples” which I never thought I had , for eating up my Candy Floss which I saved for my ownself from heavy rain , for the smile that often flutters across my face as I recall her trying to squeeze the lemon over onion at a restaurant, for the song “pyar deewana hota hai…..”, for all those gruelling verbal fights, for always taking my side, for always being sang-froidal for me, for being a motivation for me, for having confidence in me, for instilling self-credence in me which I find has been been very significant for me. I feel if I continue I could go on and on and on. I wud just end by thanking this creation of god for every single act of her and for every thing that she did , does or will do for me.
7-Goodness Gracious i forgot to mention abt Pankumari, i thank her for making me feel like a KING at home just giving orders and always getting them executed in the shortest possible time , and yes also for all those lovely gifts that she presents me with on my birthday every year.
1-Mummy-The biggest THANKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU is for my mom for simply making me what I m today. Her love , her motivation, her support , her guidance and every single thing that she does for me, I thank her from the core of my heart for all those things.
2- Papa- I thank my dad for always being there at times when I need him , for his precious advices , and for making our family The Best in this world.
3- Dalu- Whenevr I close my eyes and think abt people who knw me the best , two names at once flash across my eyes at a lightening speed , one of them being Dalu , my sister, and I thank her for knwing me so well, for gifting me with lovely gifts on every birthday, for being my only saviour in turbulent times , for troubling me for treats , and surely for keeping me in touch with Physics, Chemistry and Maths with her questions every now and then.
4- Shank Da – My cousin , I thank him for that Orange Candy with which he treated me a few days back( given that he never treats neone..its like a taboo for him!!) , and for the all the cycle rides that he has given me with urs truly sitting and njoying at the back on all those bumpy roads, for his peculiar dance in which he performs “The One and The Only Step” of his , I thank him for all those things.
5-My Friends – Saurabh for his xpert comments on various issues….Vineet for his resplendent thoughts and philosophical crap…..Munshi for always helping me to pack my luggage, for his treats and for his ever ready-to-help attitude…. Shubham for making me a part of thomso and for lending me with 10-20rs whenever I have to go to canteen…. Karan for all those lifts that he has given me for the deparment and for helping me in studies…..Bhrigu Raj Singh for making me a gud fifa player , for making me much more patient, for helping me in learning solid mechanics, for accompanying me to canteen every day, for giving me new names every now and then…..Bharat for listening to my chats that I often used to have with a frnd of mine and for the discussions that we often had and also for the only telugu movie of my life till date…..Guruuuu for helping me in dealing with civil engg with his super knowledge and notes…..Mohit ,Rajat and Gaurav for bestowing me with some of the best times of my life , I THANK ALL OF THEM and even to those whose name I haven’t mentioned but have been integral to me at some point of time.
6- The Pegasus- I thank “Pegasus” for soaring so high in the sky and taking me along with her to heights where I actually discovered who I was, rather who I am and what actually I could do. For making even a small victory of mine a heyday , for finding out those “dimples” which I never thought I had , for eating up my Candy Floss which I saved for my ownself from heavy rain , for the smile that often flutters across my face as I recall her trying to squeeze the lemon over onion at a restaurant, for the song “pyar deewana hota hai…..”, for all those gruelling verbal fights, for always taking my side, for always being sang-froidal for me, for being a motivation for me, for having confidence in me, for instilling self-credence in me which I find has been been very significant for me. I feel if I continue I could go on and on and on. I wud just end by thanking this creation of god for every single act of her and for every thing that she did , does or will do for me.
7-Goodness Gracious i forgot to mention abt Pankumari, i thank her for making me feel like a KING at home just giving orders and always getting them executed in the shortest possible time , and yes also for all those lovely gifts that she presents me with on my birthday every year.
Friday, July 18, 2008
A Cat , Urs Truly and A Race
Now i won’t call myself superstitious, but at times i m carried away by emotions. Emotions can be a persons biggest enemy but can also act as a guiding lamp in turbulent times , helping u to believe in ur inborn strengths , to recognize what ur abilities are. Now i don’t want to get in to this philosophical melodrama , explaining u the power of emotions. But i have an anecdote to tell, my latest victory , possible only because i had a firm belief that i can run and not just run but run faster than a cat could.
My nanaji , naniji and mamaji were here in lucknow for last three days. Yesterday only they were to leave for Gorakhpur and so i was given the job to get an auto for the railway station. So without wasting a second i immediately headed towards the stop where one can easily get an auto , but then u don’t always get what u want. I waited there for approximately 15-20 minutes but cudn’t find a single auto. Now since it was getting late so i headed towards another stop. Because of the scarcity of time i decided to take a short cut. I was familiar with the route but then the short cut was quite deserted , and one could hardly find a human species enroute , though u can witness myriad forms of other living species there in the form of cows, dogs, pigs , birds also , and last but not the least Cats.
Now i was heading towards my destination when i saw her. There she stood at a distance , on the corner of the road , confused she was , i cud make out from her face. For me she was the finest and the cutest piece of furball that i had ever seen. White in colour with brown stripes , two antenna type ear, a lovely long tail and legs that cud even give Katrina Kaif a run for her money. How can one even think that this lovely creature is a member of Tiger family?? But no doubts she was , and urs truely realized it very soon.
Now slowly and steadily as i approached her, the cat seemed to get more and more attracted towards me, as if i was the north pole of the magnet and she the south one. I wasn’t scared by any stretch of imagination but superstitious, i was. Failing to get an auto on the earlier stop i was desperate to get it this time and had a strong feeling that if the cat crossed the road before i did then surely i won’t get one this time also. I think the cat also had some inkling about my feelings. With distance less than a few meters between us i stopped. Stared at her , our eyes locked in to each other , she even tried to scare me with her cute teeth , the confusion that i read on her face seemed to be long lost , she now had an aim , aim to cross the road before i did . Driven my emotions i ran rather sprinted at a speed which surely would have won me an Olympic gold. I ran straight , she ran across the road but the focal point we both ran and finally i did it. Yessss i defeated a member of the Tiger Family , elated and ecstatic i was with a feeling no less than what Sherpa Tenzing and Edmund Hillary would have felt reaching atop Mount Everest. The cat disappeared as if she was ashamed of her defeat but hats off to that lovely creature. With a sudden surge of confidence in me i reached the stop in no time, hired one auto for the railway station and came back home in time.
The complete incidence hardly had any impact on me( i already had a self belief that i could run) but one thing that will always remain etched in this tiny brain of mine forever will be the beauty of that member of the Tiger Family, tiger family naaaaa i will have to reconsider it!!!
My nanaji , naniji and mamaji were here in lucknow for last three days. Yesterday only they were to leave for Gorakhpur and so i was given the job to get an auto for the railway station. So without wasting a second i immediately headed towards the stop where one can easily get an auto , but then u don’t always get what u want. I waited there for approximately 15-20 minutes but cudn’t find a single auto. Now since it was getting late so i headed towards another stop. Because of the scarcity of time i decided to take a short cut. I was familiar with the route but then the short cut was quite deserted , and one could hardly find a human species enroute , though u can witness myriad forms of other living species there in the form of cows, dogs, pigs , birds also , and last but not the least Cats.
Now i was heading towards my destination when i saw her. There she stood at a distance , on the corner of the road , confused she was , i cud make out from her face. For me she was the finest and the cutest piece of furball that i had ever seen. White in colour with brown stripes , two antenna type ear, a lovely long tail and legs that cud even give Katrina Kaif a run for her money. How can one even think that this lovely creature is a member of Tiger family?? But no doubts she was , and urs truely realized it very soon.
Now slowly and steadily as i approached her, the cat seemed to get more and more attracted towards me, as if i was the north pole of the magnet and she the south one. I wasn’t scared by any stretch of imagination but superstitious, i was. Failing to get an auto on the earlier stop i was desperate to get it this time and had a strong feeling that if the cat crossed the road before i did then surely i won’t get one this time also. I think the cat also had some inkling about my feelings. With distance less than a few meters between us i stopped. Stared at her , our eyes locked in to each other , she even tried to scare me with her cute teeth , the confusion that i read on her face seemed to be long lost , she now had an aim , aim to cross the road before i did . Driven my emotions i ran rather sprinted at a speed which surely would have won me an Olympic gold. I ran straight , she ran across the road but the focal point we both ran and finally i did it. Yessss i defeated a member of the Tiger Family , elated and ecstatic i was with a feeling no less than what Sherpa Tenzing and Edmund Hillary would have felt reaching atop Mount Everest. The cat disappeared as if she was ashamed of her defeat but hats off to that lovely creature. With a sudden surge of confidence in me i reached the stop in no time, hired one auto for the railway station and came back home in time.
The complete incidence hardly had any impact on me( i already had a self belief that i could run) but one thing that will always remain etched in this tiny brain of mine forever will be the beauty of that member of the Tiger Family, tiger family naaaaa i will have to reconsider it!!!
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Violin....desires plummeted!!!
Now i have a special affection towards music, and it was my cherished childhood desire to be a master of atleast one musical instrument. So Violin i decided, yes Violin, maybe my choice being guided by King Khans heroics in some movie , or my desire to be a modern day Einstein. But done Violin , i m gonna be a perfectionist. So with hopes as high as the Eiffel tower i went to mahanagar to get some details about the classes.
"Five years sir", said the instructor.
I said ,"What??".
"Five years and u will be a master at it", said the instructor.
"Can't you teach me something in 20 days, i just have 20 at my dispense", i told him.
"U can try out Guitar, two months only", replied the teacher.
"20 days sir, can i learn sumthing", i asked him.
"Well it will be tough, since we have weekly classes only", he replied.
So with my hopes plummeting at a rate faster than that of speed of light, i came back.
On my way back home, i pondered over other options on which i could work upon. Hmmmm 20 days ,what can i do to fulfill my cherished desire. Ektara , came to my mind, gud substitute for violin, or i can try out my hand at Manjeera, or how about a Dhapli (i really njoy that song "dhapli wale dhapli baja"), or the Indian Damru,can be bought from any fare, or the easiest of them all the routine Bell that we often use for poojas and all. I can be a pefectionist, Ahhh my hopes sky rocketed at a lightening pace. I had so many options at my disposal, delirious i came back home and said to mum "Mom I dont have much time for Violin, but ur son surely can be a PERFECTIONIST".
"Five years sir", said the instructor.
I said ,"What??".
"Five years and u will be a master at it", said the instructor.
"Can't you teach me something in 20 days, i just have 20 at my dispense", i told him.
"U can try out Guitar, two months only", replied the teacher.
"20 days sir, can i learn sumthing", i asked him.
"Well it will be tough, since we have weekly classes only", he replied.
So with my hopes plummeting at a rate faster than that of speed of light, i came back.
On my way back home, i pondered over other options on which i could work upon. Hmmmm 20 days ,what can i do to fulfill my cherished desire. Ektara , came to my mind, gud substitute for violin, or i can try out my hand at Manjeera, or how about a Dhapli (i really njoy that song "dhapli wale dhapli baja"), or the Indian Damru,can be bought from any fare, or the easiest of them all the routine Bell that we often use for poojas and all. I can be a pefectionist, Ahhh my hopes sky rocketed at a lightening pace. I had so many options at my disposal, delirious i came back home and said to mum "Mom I dont have much time for Violin, but ur son surely can be a PERFECTIONIST".
Friday, July 11, 2008
Back to Kota.....
Kota , a destination that will always remain inked in this tiny brain of mine till the day i take my last breath. Two Years after leaving this city i once again got an opportunity to be there for two days. A feeling of nostalgia immediately gripped me at the thought of being there once again.I was excited , after all i was going to kota, the place where i had some of the most memorable, beautiful, tiresome and challenging days of my life. A place that certainly made me competent enough to face all the challenges and hardships of life witout any fear. Now the purpose of the visit was to meet my sister dalu who went there this year to prepare for IIT. Ok IIT ,i really want to write about this mysterious place, geeks heaven for the outside world, but for me a place full of psychos and maniacs of which yours truly is also a part, but right now its Kota and only Kota, so wait IIT you will surely be blessed with yours truly attention but after some time.
So left for Kota on 8th ,was on Jan Shatabdi Express, and reached there on 8th itself by 8o’clock. Now my luggage was quite heavy so immediately decided to hire an auto, “90 rs de dena om cineplex tak ke” proclaimed one autowallah, i was shocked 90rs!!! , you gone nuts or what, i said 60 not a penny more than that i know kota as well the autos here, but things did not seem to go my way, I think the self created myth “ I m a Good bargainer” seemed to be a very short-lived one. So finally 70 it was decided. There we go a ride through the heart of the city, the old natraj theatre , famous once for some carnal stuffs, was now owned by adlabs, the roads , the trees , the wind , the tension on the face of students , the anxiety on the faces of parents, everything was the same, but still I said to myself “Kota has changed”.
Finally was there at the Om Cineplex where my mum was waiting for me and from there went to my sisters hostel. Now take this one a memorable expearence, urs truly entering a girls hostel , the warden keeping a close eye on me, inspecting me from top to bottom, as if I was from Pluto. But who cares , atleast I donot. Met my sister dalu and explained her a number of things. The next day was busy buying things of daily use for my sis, meeting all my near and dear ones and then finally having a ride through the city with my friends manish and shubham.
Finally had to leave on the third day , was packing my things but there was sumthing that made me feel strange. Something that I did not want to happen, and sumthing I wanted to avert. I always believe that there is difference in being precocious and a child prodigy. Child prodigy is a gift of god. But precociousness, that’s what troubling me, the kids today are not doing what they want , rather doing what their parents want, and these coaching classes are completely robbing them of there time, not letting them njoy the pleasures bestowed upon them. Then I don’t feel there is any harm in being a progressive thinker , thinking about world, about ursellf , but I personally think the kids today are developing this thought process at a much earlier age, at a time when they should cherish the joys of world, doings things which they like to do. Take this one “I m 7 years old, I m not a kid”, well my reply “hey kid , r u kidding!!”.
Now as I left kota , again a strange feeling took over me, to be frank I was sad to see the tensed faces of students toiling to get admissions in the reputed IITs . But then everyone wants a secure life and if that’s at the cost of ones freedom , so let it be.
So left for Kota on 8th ,was on Jan Shatabdi Express, and reached there on 8th itself by 8o’clock. Now my luggage was quite heavy so immediately decided to hire an auto, “90 rs de dena om cineplex tak ke” proclaimed one autowallah, i was shocked 90rs!!! , you gone nuts or what, i said 60 not a penny more than that i know kota as well the autos here, but things did not seem to go my way, I think the self created myth “ I m a Good bargainer” seemed to be a very short-lived one. So finally 70 it was decided. There we go a ride through the heart of the city, the old natraj theatre , famous once for some carnal stuffs, was now owned by adlabs, the roads , the trees , the wind , the tension on the face of students , the anxiety on the faces of parents, everything was the same, but still I said to myself “Kota has changed”.
Finally was there at the Om Cineplex where my mum was waiting for me and from there went to my sisters hostel. Now take this one a memorable expearence, urs truly entering a girls hostel , the warden keeping a close eye on me, inspecting me from top to bottom, as if I was from Pluto. But who cares , atleast I donot. Met my sister dalu and explained her a number of things. The next day was busy buying things of daily use for my sis, meeting all my near and dear ones and then finally having a ride through the city with my friends manish and shubham.
Finally had to leave on the third day , was packing my things but there was sumthing that made me feel strange. Something that I did not want to happen, and sumthing I wanted to avert. I always believe that there is difference in being precocious and a child prodigy. Child prodigy is a gift of god. But precociousness, that’s what troubling me, the kids today are not doing what they want , rather doing what their parents want, and these coaching classes are completely robbing them of there time, not letting them njoy the pleasures bestowed upon them. Then I don’t feel there is any harm in being a progressive thinker , thinking about world, about ursellf , but I personally think the kids today are developing this thought process at a much earlier age, at a time when they should cherish the joys of world, doings things which they like to do. Take this one “I m 7 years old, I m not a kid”, well my reply “hey kid , r u kidding!!”.
Now as I left kota , again a strange feeling took over me, to be frank I was sad to see the tensed faces of students toiling to get admissions in the reputed IITs . But then everyone wants a secure life and if that’s at the cost of ones freedom , so let it be.
My Visit to Akshardham Temple in Delhi...a memorable one
Gem of a structure, intricate in design, inimitable and certainly indelible. In words of yours truly “If there is heaven in Delhi it is this, it is this , it is this!!!”. I was fortunate enough to visit this magnificent monument not once but twice and on both the occasions this majestic piece of architecture left me agape. The peace that i felt inside this serene heavens abode was everlasting. The musical fountain, witnessed by nearly two thousand people , was awesome throwing different shades of colour on various aspects of life. I particlary enjoyed it because there are two things that i really like , one is music and the other is colours, and the fountain was a perfect mix of both. But the best part for me were the sculptured elephants on the boundary wall of the temple. So fat, so cool, so innocent, so small, so lovely, truly marvellous!!!
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