My melancholy....days

Little out of mood today..part of it owing to the recent fight with tonsilitis. Up and about only today..thanx mainly to manu n deep...

Then the bomblasts in Delhi...makes you feel scared 4 ur loved ones there..am still to figure out the logic of killing innocent people.Do the terrorists believe heaven awaits them after what they have done??wouldn't they instead die a 70 deaths , one for each person they butchered?and many more times for the loved ones whose heart they broke?

Of course such an outrage in NY or London could start another War on Terror,we would just have another MEA round,a commision,and justice or lack of it 15 years later by the time the persons responsible would be enjoying a life in exile...only people left to mop the floor are the bereaved family...

anyways from tomorrow yours truly is offline for a month at least...if the SFI continues its strike against the suspension of its leaders and the externals get postponed,i can bid adeiu to my CAT dreams as well
so life truly not looking up now

agar mile khuda to..
poonchunga khudaya
jism mujhe deke mitti ka sheeshe sa dil kyun banaya
aur uspe de diya fitrat ki voh karta hai muhabbat
wah wah teri kudrat
uspe de diya kismat
kabhie hai milan kabhie furkat..

Mister God,This is me

forgive me my Lord my little jokes on Thee
and i shall forgive Thine great big one on me

I am down with fever since yesterday and in between Deepti and Manu fussing over me and sleeping, staring intently at the cobwebs on the cieling and worrying about the clothes i had soaked in water day b4 and which by now would have become biological weapons of mass destruction i went in2 the the-pupose-of-my-existance mode..

I am a believer and feel really sorry 4 the nons...Why??
The got 2 blame themselves for everything gone wrong..No refuge in bhagwan jo bhi karta hai...or God works in mysterious ways
They need to believe in too many coincidences and not in divine plan of things
No hell or heaven for them so no point in trying to be good and score brownie points

No but really life is somuch easier to think a big,all-powerfull,benevolent God is watching over you...so easy to leave your troubles to god in prayer and then move forward,to think bad times come to make you strong..i can go on..

I too indulge in God-bashing and go through why-me more than often but there are too many blessing to count..

here's one of my fave story

A man walking at the sunset on the beach of his life notices a pair of footsteps besides his own..except for the really bad times when his faith,family and friends had desrted him and he was trudging alone..
angry he yellled why God it seems ven you had left me in those days...and then he heard the reply...those lonely footsteps you see,they are mine.At that point in time you couldn't walk with your own feet so i carried you...

One more thing due to our impending semester exams, all 3 of us have agreed to disconnect the net 4 a month..
after thet i'll be going home to Delhi for a month and a half so may not be able to post unless i find some means of FREE net connection at the place of my training..
so dear invisible readers please bear with me..am sure i ll return with more relevations of life after my 3 month sojourn

if you had to go i wish you would just leave..
your presence still lingers here
and it won't leave me alone..
your voice it chased away all the sanity in me
these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real
that time cannot erase...

oru half egg biryani

My mother used to fast every friday so dad n me used to get a rehash of Thursday's food every friday...dad wud be smart enough to eat from outside and come and i would generally face the yellow curry alone...God i hated that.Till i came to Kochi that is.

When i shifted to my present hostel our matron promised me that there wud be chicken every Thursday.Unfortunately it remained a promise.Throughout the time we had mess i never saw anthing even remotely chicken like..no am wrong i did see the all pervasive egg curry or mutta curry..Everyday the cook would carry a limited set of what was supposed to be chappati but would be just semi cooked aata...and a big pot which had a dozen boiled eggs floating in bright yellow curry and you had to see how hungry girls(including yours truly) would make a dash 4 it..the egg would be invariably tossed in2 the waste but still...

Then we were given the choice of mess out...overjoyed we started eating out..but soon realised the drawbacks of goin broke by middle of the month..

And then it happened..Sunita returned from class one day and said pata hai Nas main half egg biryani milta hai..That statement changed our lives.

If u were to regularly eat from small hotels or thattu kadas in Kochi u would realise that the options are rather limited..the kerala parotta and cetain curries and the biryanis(we are talking of edibles here and severe budgetry considerations) so the egg biryani soon became a staple diet..and the half egg biryani comes at 10 bucks..

No words can do justice to the experiance of eating egg biryani at lunch and dinner..there was a time when we thought we could not face it any longer and yet we would return at every lunch hour and after deliberations and having the waiter hang around for sometime invariably order the half egg biryani..
Its almost a year since our affair with the half egg biryani started and you need to enjoy the ambience of the tiny cramped place,the plastic chairs,the TV blaring tambi or mal songs,the smell of yesterday s food to fully comprehend the joy when the waiter moves towards you carrying the miniature plate containing your half egg biryani..

last minute fixes

We were given graphics assignment about 2 months back but as usual the five of us in the group chose to sleep over it till the sword of submission hung over our heads..by then internals n other submissions also came up...so as always everything was left 4 the day before.We do tend to take crossing the bridge when we come to it on its face value..

So Diwakar,one of our team-mates sent us skeleton programs expecting us to at least contribute by finishing them..but programming & logic being all our forte that didn't get much far than googling endlessly for readymade codes...

So it was time to get worried.Thankfully we have Sunita sponsered all day net connection now so it was time to ask help from all possible to save apna naak..
Amit was sweet enough to volunteer and make the difficult case of super ellipse for us..he even missed some sort of get together for this and the super ellipse was our saving grace..

We also thought of asking for help from the super programmer KK and he did respond pretty fast and gave us some sort of working code for mid point line clipping algo which Diwakar got to work for all cases except one..

Our last prgm was to have a man walking in rain and hold his umbrella according to the direction of the rain..we had like 5 programs by yesterday nite with the help Amit and DJ but in some it was raining inside the umbrella,the others the rain stopped mid-air and the one i modified the man would travel across the screen and the rain would follow!

Anyways the submission was today and it went pretty ok so i guess we should thank our stars and the people involved because yesterday evening all we had was a zero..
so this is 4 them

Rania's story

Having a double entry in2 the feminist club(being convent girls school educated and part of the not-good-looking brigade) Rania al-Baz's story absolutely rivets me
As the young presenter of 'good morning kingdom' she was a well loved face in Saudi Arabia...till her husband smashed it..
assaulting her savagely he slammed her face against the floor till it suffered 13 fractures and thought her to be dead..
recovering at the hospital Rania did something unheard of in the Islamist state she publicised her beaten up pictures, sued her husband,pressed for divorce and won child custody-all of which unprecedented in a country were women are always covered in hijab
her case highly covered by the western media(i first read about her in readers digest) brought her support and wrath in equal degrees..
feeling no longer safe in Jeddah,she is now in Paris...
way to go girl!!

the week over

The week's almost done and me still here...
so what if i have written the same answer to all 5 questions in ANN??
anyways before i again finish this post with useless chatter i wanted to say great going to gaurav sabnis..the issue seems to have the whole blogosphere up in arms n rightfully so,,
i mean this is ur page u write what u want right...
but the real casuality i guess are the students who 'll now lose out on both ends..
rashmi bansal and JAMMAG started the whole thing..
however most of the links on rashmi's site(both supporting and opposing)are dead ends
anyways so much 4 2day
ps:my comp's got a problem..the internet connection icon shows disabled n despite right clicking and enabking it 120 times it still shows disables..so am without net 4 sometime till the networking guy comes and fixes it and my pocket

the Lord's my shepherd i 'll not want
He makes me down to lie
in pastures green He leadeth me
the quiet waters by

my table has Thou furnished in the presence of my foes
my head Thou doth with oil anoint
and my cup overflows
goodness and mercy all my life
shall surely follow me
and in God's house for ever and more
my dwelling place shall be

troubles never come alone,they come marching in files

City buses, a cat and amul

just back after Simcat4...yes yes buddha has materialistic ambitions as well..unfortunately sims remind me exactly where i stand..(the answer is nowhere)
every sunday since the day i started nursing this ambition starts with an hour journey from campus to Thevara junction..this includes a 15 min walk to the bus stop where inability to read my mother tongue forces me to ask the conductor of each passing bus if its going to thevara..however now my prayers have been answered and few buses do carry a sign saying "navel base"(hm.. so much 4 the navy)
generally these buses are empty as only a few would venture out in the morning on a sunday...but alas today i was fighting for a foothold..the 100 people stepping on your feet and remaining there oblivious to your muffled shrieks of pain and contortions of your face can be forgiven but those who shove their smelly armpits on your face and breathe them all your way,can't be.
Malayalis don't use deo and coupled with the copious amount of hair oil they smear you have a stink bomb right under your nose(no offence meant since am a malayali 2)
so finally you get down and reach your centre after the auto-wallah has further relieved your pocket and you sit down b4 your paper and you tell yourself am gonna rock this time but as usual DI and QA slip out of your reach and pathetic single digit score leaves lil to imagination in those section..and the depressing realisation that an year of stinky buses and still you wont be anywhere near belling the cat..
the only thing i look forward to while coming back is the Amul advert board near Harbour View...Amul always comes up with these adverts relating to what's in news and i simply love the buttery twist they give to even the most horrid scandals..this week had Chappel n Ganguly play gaali cricket...great work guys..
so till rajat hooda,akshat and mohit kumar post their scores at http://www.pagalguy.com i can dream of belling the cat.

bouncing balls and sledges

Its that time of the year again when i wanna disappear..when my limited time management skills are pushed to the extreme and the mad running for 2nd internals,assignment submission,lab etc etc all needs to be done.
This is a me against the week...and today was day1-graphics lab.
I had to make a ball bounce down stairs...i was just going to slip in2 how come i didnt-get-the-circumcircle-question mode when viola my ball began rolling down the stairs...but that was the glitch...it rolled did not bounce...when i did mange to get it 2 bounce...it simply bounced out of the picture taking my marks with it...

lazythinker does seems to have an issue with me & my life,though am trying my best to meet his challenge of imparting daily dose of wisdom to justify my selection of my blog name and in a general sense to defend the educational system(which has produced both of us)..am sure in his/her morally correct life he has never offended anybody or whatever as his blog says!

finally its Ganguly who got the axe nad coach chappel s here to stay..lets see hw it works under Dravid...here is something to TP

Its just not cricketTop Sledges
1. Rod Marsh & Ian Botham: When Botham took guard in an Ashes match, Marsh welcomed him to the wicket with the immortal words: "So how's your wife & my kids?"
2. Daryll Cullinan & Shane Warne:As Cullinan was on his way to the wicket, Warne told him he had Been waiting 2 years for another chance to humiliate him. "Looks like you spent it eating," Cullinan retorted.

so till next..

happy budday aditi

before i forget...happy budday aditi...since i may/may not be able to post tomorrow morning thats why today..
in class IX after all of us got reshuffled i was working with this girl i didn t know(that was Smita whose buddday also happens to be tomo...so happy budday to her aso..)and her best friend tags along and we are all sitting generally getting bored n she says you know what Bill Clinton replied when Mahatma Gandhi asked him to reason for the failure of population control measures in india..(the answer was Gandhi not everything is made of Khadi..).That was 7 years ago.

although i admit i have not been much of friend to write home about especially after coming here..but she has been..keeping me updated on what my school frenz are up2 or generally being there 4 me. i know if i need to talk she s just a phone call away..i wish she could say the same about me..unfortunately that isn't very true this end..
so girl,have fun..enjoy your day..god bless..

coming to happenings here..we are having graphics lab exam on saturday..and since programming and i fell out some time around the data structures lab our semesterly run ins havent been particularly pleasant for urs truly...
so got2 study 4 that..n having something to study means starting to feel sleepy by eight..lil personnal challenges!!
anyways with somebdy linkin my choice of blog name to buddha like qualities kinda puts pressure to impart a daily dose of wisdom thing
so here 's a thought:
life is what happens to you while you are busy making other plans
-John Lennon
so till tomo

my life

so a lil about my life....am sharing a room with 2 of my classmates-deepti n sunita in what could arguably be one of the dirtiest places on planet earth..we av overflowing sinks n the works not 2 mention our room which looks like a place where people have kept their luggage while waiting for the next express train...only the cobwebs on the luggage remind us that they have been here for some time now...
my roomies r fun n along with manuja who lives next door we form the much derided and shameless foursome of Cochin Univ of Science n Tech(in case u have never heard of it or kochi or both...its in kerala lil below b'lore n its gonna b an IIT soon,mind it!!)
now that we have become old news in even in our class having to resort to gimmicks like blogging ;-)

actually started this whole thing yesterday night but technologically challenged as i was it resulted in something viewable only today...anyways making progress :-)
the day starts as usual with the inane desire to sleep away the rest of my life...y have to get up,brush eat and then face the books again only to again run into the arms of sleep again at the first given opportunity...
got my internals next week(this could be on the way to become universal cribber blog) and lab internal on sat so need to study asap since am no programming kk(literally n figuratively)...but today i actually have the official bahana of saraswati pooja(goin by that i can celeberate that year round)
anyways am yet to get my 3 best frenz here in2 this and since their life may b of more appeal value i ll do dat in a jiffy...

hi

been at the receiving end of blogging 4 sometime so decided to try out my own stuff...worse to worse i may be the only one reading this right??
what do i have to share with the world apart from sudden revelations of life and the pearls of wisdom that result as an aftermath...dunno it ll come as i go i guess...