Saturday, December 26, 2009

The state division - 3

Langdon for a moment could not believe his eyes. He thought he was in a dream. An hour back, he was about to swim in his pool at his sweet home but now he was here, in the headquarters of police department, looking at a picture of CM without his nose!

"But I believed the CM died in a copter crash!"

"Thats exactly what we wanted the public to believe"

"Oh my goodness ! So your CM was murdered and you are investigating the case in secret ?"

"We believe so"

"So why do you call me now? After 2 months of his death"

"You dont follow our present history?"
"Switch on the TV" and the constable followed Chiran`s orders.
Chiran continued -
"The day on which CM died, the public were shocked only by his death but this department was shocked by another incident. Immediately following his death, we received a phone call. "

"and what was that call meant for?"

"Play that for our guest"

- "Hello, Police department"

"We murdered your CM. Watch out the fax we shall be sending to you after this call."

"Who the hell are you?"
"TSP - We want Trankana. A separate state for our brotherhood. Or else, no nose shall survive."

The call ended.

Chiran continued at Langdon`s astonished open mouthed face -
"No Nose shall survive ! and that symbol we sent you was found on CM`s face and we removed it to find the face without the nose ! What do you conclude from all these ?"

"This.. is... ridiculous. CM was murdered by TSP !!! My God !! So, now Barcelona is under trouble... A huge trouble.. the entire Government may collapse ! .. " Langdon trying to hold his breath continued - "PCR was considered no more than a mean insect by your ex CM. He always neglected his comments and made him an unnecessary element in the parliament. So, I think in order to take revenge and get back Trankana state, he reformed TSP secretly and murdered him ! Oh My God ! How could I miss that !"

"Everything seems to be correct.. except for what you said was secret.. It is no longer a secret.. "

"What ??"

"Yea.. PCR declared the reformation of TSP with students.."

Friday, December 25, 2009

Thursday, December 24, 2009

State Division - 2

Robert Langdon was in his swim suit when he received a fax. As soon as his eyes were directed towards the paper, his mind was awestruck. The symbol which he thought was lost and not being used from more than 50 years was lying on the sheet !! The symbol is "A triangle with 2 circles at the bottom".

Robert Langdon immediately recognized it as the symbol of the secret group called "TSP" - Trankana State Party. While Langdon stood there trying to recollect his memories of the ancient soceity, his cellphone buzzed. He picked up the call -
"Robert Langdon ?"
"Its an emergency. We need you here immediately."
"Who are you?"
"I am sorry. I am Chiran, the IG of Barcelona state. We hope you got the fax with the symbol. That has something to do with our CM`s death."
"Oh My God! where should I come?"
"To the police head quarters, Barcelona. Our man will pick you up from the station."
"Fine. I shall be there in an hour."
"Thank you." and he hung up.

Langdon still not able to believe that it was actually the symbol he thought, dressed up and went to the local railway station. At the Barcelona station -
"Mr. Langdon !"
"Please come sir. This way."
Langdon followed.
"Sinoure sir, CI, Police department, Barcelona."
"Robert Langdon, Symbologist."
"We know sir."

At the head quarters -

"Hello Langdon, glad to see you here. I am the one who spoke to you on the phone an hour back."

"Hello Chiran. So, what do you want from me?"

"What do you make out from that symbol?"

"Well, it is the symbol of an ancient society called the TSP - Trankana State Party. It was a group of individuals who share a common opinion of getting a new state , exclusively containing the Trankana people. They rised many agitations, dharnas etc., but the Government during that time, crushed this party and killed its members brutally. Thus the party disappeared from that time."

"Oh it has such a big story ?"

"You guys dont even read your own history?" Langdon laughed and continued -

"The symbol - the triangle with two circles at the bottom, was designed in honor to the founder of this party - Alexander. He had a nose whose size exceeds the maximum limit for a human being. Thus the nose forms the prominent feature of his body. Thus the symbol represents a nose with the two nostrils."

"Well, we heard of the great Alexander but it had been around 50 years since he died right?"

"Yes. But the party did not end with him. He married a lady named Tara and given birth to a son and they called him "Port Chand Rock" , PCR. He too was born with a similar kind of nose. When the Government murdered Alexander, PCR was just a 4 year old and was thrown somewhere in the streets of Barcelona. There was a rumor spread across this state that PCR was always trying to convert people into his ideals and reform the great party TSP."

"We are glad we found our right person."

"What do you mean?"

"See this" Chiran showed Langdon a picture taken by the Police at the Blackline forest. What Langdon saw made him drop his jaw.
It showed the face of CM without his nose !

The State division - 1

Having read three Dan Brown novels in a row, I present myself as the most recent fan of the great Dan Brown. I just want to go in the DB style narrating a story, completely a 'fiction idea' from me.

Disclaimer :

This post is not intended to hurt anyone`s feelings or policies or faiths. It is purely fictitious and any resemblance to living/dead characters or situations is purely coincidental and the author does not claim any responsibility for any sort of outcome.

Prologue :

High above the Blackline forests, moving rapidly through the thick forests, the AW-136 chopper was in full swing. The chief minister of Barcelona state with his two guardians was watching out and enjoying the nature`s beauty.
Then it happened.

It happened all of a sudden. Lone Tiger, the great CM who ruled the Barcelona for more than 6 years saw it. His two guards and the pilot of the helicopter went missing !! The chopter fumbled down its way and was heading towards a hilltop. LT, unable to decide what was happening to him, to his companions and the chopter, came to the conclusion.
This is my end - he thought.
May the state live in peace.
The great leader`s body was crashed inside the chopter. His flesh burned along with the leaves of the trees on the hills of Blackline forests.

Far below the hill, the man carrying the CheyTac LRRS, including Intervention M200 rifle with scope, .408 CheyTac ammunition, and tactical ballistic computer, took out his mobile phone and
spoke -
"Work done. Let the state formation begin."

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Chennai Sucks - 3

The next day, due to the availability of train tickets in tatkal scheme on friday, with two friends, I had had to cancel this bus ticket.. !
So much pain of the previous day went in vain.

"Pratheesh" I called.
"Yeah darling"
"Need to go to Coimbed again."
"Have to cancel this ticket ra. Got train tickets on friday."
"OMG! hmm fine. I have to go out to buy costumes for the Choreo night. We shall go together with vols. We shall buy the stuff and send these vols back. Both of us can go to Coimbed."
"Sounds cool ra" ( Our TCM is a SocHeadVol for Ganga hostel )

I contacted as many hyd junta in the insti as I can so that I can sell this bus ticket but again you know, in vain. Finally, at 7 P.M. we took our insti bus to go to the main gate - myself, Pratheesh and two freshies who were soc vols.

At the main gate -
As soon as we got down the bus, heavy rain started ! We waited for 15 minutes for the rain to calm down but its impact increased. We asked our vols to pack and they immediately followed our orders. Me and Pratheesh set out in rain ! Kerchief was the only good thing we had to protect ourselves from the fucking rain ! ( the security guy also failed to maintain an umbrella )

At the bus stop, every fucking vehicle that came before our required bus, spilled the dirty water on the road onto our apparels. Drenched in rain, we took a bus to some fucking place in the old city and got down.

"Mama, we dont have time. Lets take an auto.. if the bill is <=100 rs" I suggested. "Peace ra. Lets do that" he said. "How much to Coimbed?" Pratheesh to an tam auto driver. "250 rs. " "iiliz" we thought. Pratheesh repeated the question to another driver in tam language that he knew. "200 rs" "better fucker" we thought. Finally settled on 150 rs. and Pratheesh agreed to give 50 rs. Good boy. That was the fastest drive I had ever experienced. That driver was really a rat. He drove as if he were a deer and a fierce tiger was chasing him. He worried for our bus more than ourselves. ( Yeah, we asked him to drive fast as we were not sure of the timings of the ticket counter. ) At Coimbed ticket counter , The queue out there was probably the largest in Asia. "What the fuck? Mama, I have Shaastra design work to be submitted tonight.. Have to be back in the insti atleast by 11.30 P.M. " "Wait ! " He took the tickets from me and ran towards the counter. As it was Pratheesh, my work was done in 5 minutes.

We took another bus and got off at the Adyar main road.
"C rocks ?" Pratheesh requested or rather begged.
"Sure darling" I didnt care about my Shaastra Design Cordship work.
We went in wet to C rocks, first emptied our fluid-filled sacks and occupied a cozy corner place.

"1 Chicken Biriyani and 1 plate Chicken Leg piece" by Pratheesh.
"1 tomato soup 1/2 , 1 Veg biriyani and 1 Veg Manchurian dry" by me.
While waiting for our order, we observed that the seats behind us were occupied by 2 young ladies, good looking. But, we were not at all in the mood of sight seeing. 'Eat something and fuck off from here' we repeated.

After 5 minutes,
"Excuse me" a sweet voice called me.
I turned around to see one young lady being absent at the seat and appeared next to me, standing, holding a t shirt. It was from G star raw brand and I already have 2 shirts from that particular brand.
'I dont want any shirts' I wanted to say but that girl appeared educated enough not to be a sales person.
"Excuse me, can you tell me if this shirt fits you ?" A lady dressed in green spoke in candle light.
"Hmm.. of course I can but why ? " Speaking so, I grabbed the shirt from her and put in position to check if I can take it. I actually thought she accidentally bought that shirt which was useless to her and so she is offering it to me.
"Yeah. It fits perfectly well"
"Ok. Thank you." She said and took back the shirt !
"Why did you ask this ?" I said, puzzled.
"I bought this for my brother. His personality is similar to yours. So, just wanted to check"
"Cool. Nice selection ! " I said looking at the dark green shirt with the G star Raw brand name in black over a beautiful design, typical selection of a girl in her teens to her brother.
"Thank you"

Later we packed our meals and it was already 12 by the time we stepped into our campus. We had to walk a long way back to our hostel. We then saw two girls at the main gate bus stop and amazed to see that their faces matched with those we saw in C rocks and I could still see the GstarRaw shirt in one girl`s hands. We then came to know that they were freshies !
"Time to rag?" Pratheesh
"Pack" me
"No buses will come now. You must walk" I suggested to the Gstar lady.
"yea yea.. we know.. but we were waiting for something else" they said.
Me and Pratheesh packed.
"what do they mean by waiting for something else? Boyfriend? " I asked.
"May be."
We finally reached Ganga at 12.30 A.M. after witnessing 5 couples on our way. Two ladies among those 5 were gorgeous.

I went back to my room, switched on my laptop and made the
"Shaastra 6 days to go" ip, with help from ChuChu, with the concept of "six degrees of separation" - Google it.

Proshows brochure for Saarang 2010...

Monday, December 7, 2009

Chennai sucks - 2

4:55 P.M.
The second junction after Ascendas
Me, Pratheesh.

As soon as he said those words, a bus to Coimbed went past us. It was a double bus, by which I mean it had two parts connected by a springy material just like two compartments of a train. We got into it and bought the tickets to Coimbed. The journey to Coimbed in that bus was as horrible as going to Sierra Nevada :P .... The sun sucking its last juice from Chennaites, the heavy traffic and the long distance made me sleep in the bus ! I dont know what I dreamed but a pat from Pratheesh at 6 P.M. woke me up.
"This is the Coimbed bus stand"
Wow ! For the first time in my life, I liked a place in Chennai. It was good. Really good. We went inside and to my surprise, my purse had twenty bucks ! well, just enough to take a bus and go back to iit, how can I buy a ticket to Hyderabad ??
ATM was the immediate thought that crossed across my mind and the sight of the mono-colored-logo of SBI on a board above a room with a machine inside and man outside, came as a relief, as my neurons processed it as ATM.
I took out my card, entered it happily as there was none waiting, only to find
"Under Repair"
on the dumb screen. I wished I could break it open and get all the cash inside it.
"Is there any other ATM near-by ?" I asked the idiot who is guarding a metal box inside an air conditioned room.
"There is one outside I think" he said uninterested.

Me, with Pratheesh, walked a long way to see five people in queue at the Canara Bank ATM which is around 1 km from the bus stand. The guy before us went in.
"Your card was not properly inserted. Please try again." The machine cried thrice.
"iiliz" I thought.
After a long wait and a 1000 bucks vomited by the machine in my wallet, we went back to the place where ticket bookings can be done. The queue at the ticket counter showed an exponential increase. We waited, waited and ... again waited.
The guy in front of us is a man of typical tamil scent, though he knew ABCDs of telugu. He was a country max guy. He started arguing over an already booked ticket with the guy inside those metal bars. The argument killed almost half an hour of my time to get settled. After this heavy and hectic-dramatic consequences of the day, "No tickets on friday" was the response I got.
I cannot afford to come to this place again. So, I booked for saturday volvo bus for a dearly 750 bucks.

We started our return journey.
"Mama, treat for you in Crocks ra.. without you I couldnt have made it"
"Wow! thank you !"
We entered the AC bus and got down at Guindy. We didnot know how to go to the campus.
"How much to iit?" We asked an auto driver.
"80 rs"
"iiliz" we thought. We were at one end of a fly over at that time. We walked past the flyover and asked another auto driver the same question.
"40 rs"
Is the flyover 40rs. long ?

We got into the auto and that triwheel driver failed to stop at the main gate.. instead he turned his way towards taramani gate !
"No C Rocks then ?" from Pratheesh.
"Hmm.. Basera?"
We got down at Tarams. We planned to have puffs at Tidel Bakery... to satisfy our hunger but in vain. It was closed ! FUCK.
Whew !! We could get them easily for 20 bucks each :)
We had no time to go to Basera due to the queen of sheeba which was conducted on the very same day. So we finally landed up in mess.

But this was not all..

(to be continued...)

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Chennai sucks - 1

During one of the chats with my brother, it was decided that laptop exchange would take place whenever we meet again. Till that point I thought I was always busy and would never go home until the semester ends, but the dream of using a 4 GB RAM , 500 GB HD , ATI Graphic card etc. etc. made me plan my travel to Hyderabad. Since the 4 consecutive holidays are just 2 days ahead, I already decided how much pain I should undergo to book my tickets, be it bus or train.

But the pain was far more than what I expected.

With the help from my dear friend Pratheesh, I started my attempts to book bus tickets as I thought that would be more easier to get. We started at 3 P.M. after getting fucked by our CAD lab mid sem. We reached Taramani and -
"There is a bus booking point right after the junction, we want to get there"
"50 rs" a typical tamil auto driver spoke, while reading a newspaper.
"What !? Its just over there, not even 2 km"
"40 rs. final. Get in"
"Do you know where that counter is? "
"which one?"
"Bus booking counter. Its near Canara bank"
He rode off. He dropped us at Ascendas and said he dont know the way ! We asked him to pack but he didnt untill he collected 30 rs ! Taramani gate to Ascendas - 30 bloody rupees !!
Not only was the money which bothered me, but the unbearable heat, very typical of Chennai that made me loose my nuts. I started believing in deaths due to sun from that day onwards as I had almost experienced it personally.

Somehow we managed to get to the counter. A lady with a saree of horrible color one can imagine, welcomed us in a typical tam style. Firstly, the color was bad. Secondly, it had almost the same dark content as her skin had. So, literally I just saw a black thing moving around.
"I want a ticket to Hyderabad on friday."
"Wait here. I shall check out and let you know"
We thought we are waiting for her to check the buses but no - we were waiting for someone else to come and help us out. Probably, that guy was her husband. He was equally dark and wore an equally horrible shirt. Nice combo, I thought. We asked what we wanted. After using his computer with great difficulty, he finally came up with one solution.
"All the buses are full. A person booked 2 tickets yesterday, for himself and his wife. But his wife is not coming. So you can talk to him on phone and go to Hyderabad with that ticket."
"Why is his wife not coming ?" I asked a genuine question as the situations were getting worse.
"Talk to him" and he gave his phone number.
I took it and we left.
"Will you call?" Pratheesh asked me.
"I dont think I will. Why does his wife leave him ?? What if he is a gay and I sit beside him ?" I will not call him. Going to Hyderabad is less preferred than protecting one`s virginity.
"Suggest some way mama" I begged Pratheesh.
"Shall we go to Coimbed?" He asked.....

(to be continued...)

Monday, November 30, 2009

3/8th of Btech life completed...

A brief summary of how I spent this semester :

Courses taken up : Applied Mechanics, Basic Electrical Engineering, ProE lab, Science Fiction, Differential equations, Ecology and Environment, Introduction to Biotechnology.

Courses learned : Photoshop, Aftereffects, Illustrator ( Are they in any way related to mechanical engineering ? [:(] )

Biggest Achievement : Turned KSR into a blogger !

Under performance : EE and AM end sems.. both night outs turned into nightmares in the morning.

Financial status : Started off well and dropped down to zero before shaastra and gave a huge jump during shaastra ( went home the week before shaastra and so my pockets were refilled ) and after loosing 3k in the form of treats , almost became a beggar at the end. I followed Pratheesh`s policy of asking 20 rs each rather than asking 1 single person 100 bucks because 20 bucks can be neglected to be repaid ! :)

Night-time Mess : Basera ( thanks to the adai-avail, crap-level chapathi and idly which is nothing but idly powder, of GANGA mess )

Friends : Partially found the difference between real and fake friends.

New habit : Apart from having coffee @ basera, tea @ tarams @ 5 A.M. is the newly cultivated habit of Pratheesh and gradually I was dragged into this. But, I say it`s damn sexy.

Psyched : Hell lot of times. The worst case being the power cut a day before maths end semester for 14 long hours ! and the ice tea in CCD on the same day which was just red colored water added to my already psychic state.

Became a fan of : Dan Brown, Nithin

Major responsibility taken up : Mechanica Design Coreship ( thanks to Chilli )

Freshie interaction : Gave the first name in Ganga in collaboration with Dileep. I would love to narrate what had happened on that day -
"Did you ever watch porn ?" I asked a freshie.
"Yea" he said for the very first time which usually does not happen. I was not much surprised though. "where?" I continued.
"Yesterday, while coming from SBI ATM I saw it on the road side" came the reply followed by a roaring laughter. Folks, he heard "Porn" as "Pamu" which means a snake in telugu ! LOL
He was given the name "POM" .

Highlight of this semester -
While watching hardcore XXX on my laptop, I got a call and lifted it without even seeing the caller id, only to hear my mother`s voice.
"what are you doing ? " she asked showing all the 19 yr old concern for me in her voice.
"Studying" I replied !! WTF ?? In one way, it was true. I was studying some sort of to and fro movement but then I cannot apply any Hooke`s law or whatever crap law I dont know. But, How the hell couldnt I find any other decent answer for that million dollar question ?!

Our wing, surrounded by two dileeps at each end like the two elephants in a chess army, loya and karthik fighting for the kingship, pratheesh taking up the ministry, myself not involving in any royal activities, uday bhanu acting like a horse moving all through the wing popularizing farmville, etc etc... Our bonds grew bigger.. so bigger that our entire wing shared 5 chappals, 2 toothpastes and one sweeping brush.
This semester was lovely ! :)

Finally comes the centurion post !!

100 ! from ravi teja on Vimeo.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

99 (post before BT end sem :) )

It was Rubics Cube last semester and Dan Brown this semester that RGed me before end sems.
Anyways, this is my 99th post ! :O
(In an urge to make a century as early as possible, this post has been made now.)

Friday, November 13, 2009

What not to do @ cad lab..

5 things you can do at PRO-ENGINEER lab :
  • Take a short break for every 15 min and go around the lab and get amazed by seeing the almost-completed-assignments of the four female candidates and comparing it with your situation where you have not completed the previous two assignments yet.
  • Take a long break for every one hour and go to toilet, refresh, go to the office and have some water using the glass 5-6 times. (The glass kept there can hardly hold 50ml. of water.)
  • Sit under the AC and take a nap.
  • Open Orkut, gmail and whatever you want, yeah the net speed in cad lab is awesome. Make the best possible use of it. (But be sure that ProE is also opened in some small tab somewhere so that you can quickly switch over to it when prof comes.)
  • RG Kasa Siva Rajesh. ( For ex., I disconnected his USB mouse while he was working. But, after knowing this thing, he came and shut down my comp !!! So, be careful while implementing this. )
Do these and get screwed up.
This post is from the experience of TCM, Nithin and of course the author himself.

it`s all over

Shaastra - the most awaited fest in the odd semester, scheduled from September 30th to October 4th is over. I worked as a Design - Graphic Artist Co-ordinator for Shaastra 2009 under two stud cores namely Chilli(Imran Parvez) and Panicker(HariShankar),

"who did most of the work".

I was offered this cordship by Chilli, merely by my enthusiasm in photoshop and design related stuff. Till the end of April, I did not know that there existed a cordship namely Graphic Artist. Throughout my first year, I used to pain this guy called Chilli (who fortunately for me, unfortunately for him in this case, belongs to Ganga hostel i.e. My hostel ) a lot for fundaes on Photoshop and stuff. It was because of this enthu that he made me a design cord with a good wish that I would learn well and I hope I did well ! :) (If I give you an S grade, would you atleast pass me with a D or E ? - That would be more than enough for me) .
And ofcourse, why would he (chilli again) ask me to apply for Mechanica Design Coreship if he is not convinced by my work ?

With an assumption that "Photoshop Knowledge" is enough to design a brochure or a pamphlet or a visiting card, I started my work. MY ASSUMPTION PROVED UTTERLY WRONG. An Aesthetic eye and a creative mind is what you need when a good design has to shape up. Knowing the mechanism of Magnetic Lasso tool with its mathematical background, live tracing an image in illustrator, difference between CMYK and RGB modes, - nothing is of much help to make a pseud design compared to your eye !! This is what I learned during my course of design cordship.

HariShankar, rated as the smartest Shaastra core (especially by "some" females :P ) , is yet another stud design-guy. His body language is enough to call him the pseud core of Shaastra !
He has been very supportive during our "Shaastra-design-journey" if I call it so.

The night-out for vishesh brochure on the last day was a wonderful experience. After working throughout the night and sleeping on the IC&SR floor for some time , I sent a message to Sharav Junta at around 5 AM that read "Awake?" with a hope that someone would bring me some water down, as I was dying with thirst ( no water at IC&SR and acads block ) , but there was not any reply from anyone. I walked to my hostel and found no water in the dispenser at the entrance. Finally, I found water in the 4th wing ! .. I slept for 2 hours and again went back to work :) . I could not believe myself that I could really do so much work !!!

If I make a design work,
Chilli : I didnt like it much. It could have been better.
Hari : Hmmm. Nice da. Just make the text blue. That would do.

Thanks to both of you for your support throughout my tenure as a design cord !

It`s all over.


Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Quotes on Sachin - The Legend of Indian Cricket

Hi friends, came across some amazing quotes on Sachin.
Cannot resist sharing with you....

To all those who idolize the genius named “SACHIN TENDULKAR”!!!

Hashim Amla:
"Nothing bad can happen to us if we're on a plane in India with Sachin
Tendulkar on it."
Hashim Amla, the South African batsman, reassures himself as he boards a

Yaseer Hameed:
"Sometimes you get so engrossed in watching batsmen like Rahul Dravid and
Sachin Tendulkar that you lose focus on your job."

"To Sachin, the man we all want to be"
- What Andrew Symonds wrote on an aussie t-shirt he autographed specially
for Sachin

BBC on Sachin:
Beneath the helmet, under that unruly curly hair, inside the cranium, there
is something we don't know, something beyond scientific measure. Something
that allows him to soar, to roam a territory of sport that, forget us, even
those who are gifted enough to play alongside him cannot even fathom. When
he goes out to bat, people switch on their TV sets and switch off their
lives "

"But the finest compliment must be that bookmakers would not fix the odds -
or a game - until Tendulkar was out."

"Tuzhe pata hai tune kiska catch chhoda hai?" Wasim Akram to Abdul Razzaq
when the latter dropped Sachin's catch.

Brian Charles Lara:
"Sachin is a genius. I'm a mere mortal."

Mark Taylor:
"We did not lose to a team called India...we lost to a man called Sachin" -
Mark Taylor, during the test match in Chennai (1997)

M. L. Jaisimha:
"The more I see of him the more confused I'm getting to which is his best

Glenn McGrath:
"The joy he brings to the millions of his countrymen, the grace with which
he handles all the adulation and the expectations and his innate humility -
all make for a one-in-a-billion individual,"

"I can be hundred per cent sure that Sachin will not play for a minute
longer when he is not enjoying himself. He is still so eager to go out
there and play. He will play as long as he feels he can play,"


"Even my father's name is Sachin Tendulkar."
-- Tendulkar's daughter, Sara, tells her class her father's name after the
teacher informs them of a restaurant of the same name in Mumbai

"I am fortunate that I've to bowl at him only in the nets!"

Shahrukh (quoting Shahrukh from an interview)
"Que: Who do you think as most important celebrity ?
Shahrukh: There was a big party where stars from bollywood and cricket were
invited. Suddenly, there was a big noise, all wanted to see approaching Amitabh Bachhan.
Then Sachin entered the hall and Amitabh was leading the queue to get a grab of the GENIUS!!"

Navjot Singh Sidhu:
"India me aap PrimeMinister ko ek Baar Katghare me khada kar sakte hain..Par
Sachin Tendulkar par Ungli nahi utha Sakte.."

Waqar Younis
"He can play that leg glance with a walking stick also."

SACHIN ' that quiet defines Sachin-The greatest.

Allan Donald:
"Sachin Tendulkar has often reminded me of a veteran army colonel who has
many medals on his chest to show how he has conquered bowlers all over the

And i remember reading in one of Allan Donald's interview.
This interview was in Cricket Talk 7-8 yrs ago.

"I was bowling to Sachin and he hit me for two fours in a row. One from
point and the other in between point and gully. That was the last two balls of the over and the
over after that we (SA) took a wicket and during the group meeting i told Jonty (Rhodes) to
be alert and i know a way to pin Sachin. And i delivered the first ball of my next over
and it was a fuller length delevery outside offstump. And i shouted catch. To my
astonishment the ball was hit to the cover boundary. Such was the brilliance of Sachin.
His reflex time is the best I have ever seen. Its like 1/20th of a sec.
To get his wicket better not prepare. Atleast u wont regret if he hits you for boundaries."

Peter Rebouck, Aussie journalist
"On a train from Shimla to Delhi, there was a halt in one of the stations.
The train stopped by for few minutes as usual. Sachin was nearing century, batting on 98. The passengers, railway officials, everyone on the train waited for Sachin to complete the century.
This Genius can stop time in India!!"

NKP Salve, former Union Minister (This was when he was accused of ball tempering)
"Sachin cannot cheat. He is to cricket what (Mahatma) Gandhiji was to
politics. It's clear discrimination. "

Andy Flower:
"There are 2 kind of batsmen in the world. One Sachin Tendulkar. Two all the

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Funda of Blogging

Blogging frequency is increasing in the campus day-by-day. Blogs come in different styles , different sizes and different meanings. And at the end of the day, you realize that there is no reason to blog. Every iitian makes atleast one piece of shit on "how life at iit is". Poor fellow, he doesnt know that 4 out of 5 people that read this post are his( or her?? ) fellow jobless iitians who also lead a similar life as the post describes.

You have ideas+You have time+You have enthusiasm+You have creativity=>You start a blog.
Blogs have the same effect as that of drugs. You never realize how addicted to it you are. If you look back after you made a decent number of posts in your blog, you realize how much time, energy and henceforth life you have wasted by yourself, but here is the most annoying part . You get prepared to waste more of it !!! You find sense in writing about a small lizard without a tail as if its a monkey man torturing people`s lives in Delhi, which in real life is unworthy to mention.

And yeah, Bloggers go sentimental and emotional at times. The frustration, pain, joy, grief, anger, any sort of feeling for that matter that you go through the day turn into blogs which indirectly shows how technology became a family member to an individual now-a-days. You share your thoughts to a blog just as you do with your friend or family, which in turn share it to the world !

Some of the entries are just made for passing time. You dont play. You stopped watching cricket after Sachin`s wicket. You already watched the movie that is going to be screened. You are in no mood to start a novel. It is then that you start making a new blog entry which is useless of all.

You carefully edit, humorously write, wisely phrase words in blogs. This is how blogs fill space. Absolute brilliance is being wasted away !

So, friends dont start blogging unless you are pretty sure that you dont screw up other important things in life, as the author of this post did.

Monday, November 9, 2009

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Sunday, November 8, 2009

Incompressible Irresistable Improbable Irrational IB

Dinesh Yadav a.k.a. IB - "UNPREDICTABLE" is the word that best describes him. You must have a "highfunda-mathematical-innovative-creative-mind involving various variables and constants with a deep thinking capacity and a hyperactive-neurological-syndrome" to understand his nature. He is a guy(read as gay) who appears so simple outside, being a deadly god inside.

How did I meet him ?

My meeting with IB ( - Incompressible B***) was dramatic. I already mentioned in this post about my early interactions with this guy. (yeah, Dinesh of that post is the IB of this post). In the speaking club event that I described in that post, I found this guy as a shy-country-fellow who is afraid of speaking to girls and blah blah blah.... He maintained a distance from girls that day while me and others showed over enthu to interact with them :P. I thought Dinesh was a dumb fellow at that time. As I said, my mind was not so developed that it could understand a human like IB.

IB is a God living in one of the corners of 2nd wing, Ganga hostel, iit madras near the bathrooms.
He is now a NSS coordinator working with two gals, rated as the top among the freshies, as his volunteers ! He is an 8 pointer. He is organising some events like JOY FEST. He is an ambience coordinator for Saarang. He outsmarts anyone in our wing in TT with his quick service ( though I dont really play tt, I came to know about this from gen-wing-gossips ). HE IS ROCKING in the institute. Our minds are nowhere near him. For instance, he defined a new way of saying "fuck you" . Its "iiliz" . Didnt get it ? Think of it - when you are able to decode it, your brain has reached the level of that many syllable word I previously stated.

Quotes on IB -

"One definitely needs to crack JEE to understand IB"

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Weird news !!

Unable to attract even a single girl, frustrated man sues Axe
New Delhi. In what could prove to be a major marketing and legal embarrassment for Hindustan Unilever Limited (HUL), a 26-year-old man has filed a case against the FMCG company, which owns the Axe brand of men grooming products, for ‘cheating’ and causing him ‘mental suffering’. The plaintiff has cited his failure to attract any girl at all even though he’s been using Axe products for over seven years now. Axe advertisements suggest that the products help men in instantly attracting women.
Vaibhav Bedi, the petitioner, also surrendered all his used, unused and half-used deodorant sprays, perfume sticks and roll-ons, anti-perspirants, aftershaves, body washes, shampoos, and hair gels to the court, and demanded a laboratory test of the products and narcotics test of the brand managers of Axe. Vaibhav was pushed to take this step when his bai (maid) beat him with a broom when he tried to impress her by appearing naked in front of her after applying all the Axe products.

No girl ever asked Vaibhav to call her

“Where the SHO is the Axe effect? I’ve been waiting for it for over seven years. Right from my college to now in my office, no girl ever agreed to even go out for a tea or coffee with me, even though I’m sure they could smell my perfumes, deodorants and aftershaves. I always applied them in abundance to make sure the girls get turned on as they show in the television. Finally I thought I’d try to impress my lonely bai who had an ugly fight with her husband and was living alone for over a year. Axe effect my foot!” Vaibhav expressed his unhappiness.
Vaibhav claims that he had been using all the Axe products as per the company’s instructions even since he first bought them. He argued that if he couldn’t experience the Axe effect despite using the products as directed, either the company was making false claims or selling fake products.
“I had always stored them in cool and dry place, and kept them away from direct light or heat. I’d always use a ruler before applying the spray and make sure that the distance between the nozzle and my armpit was at least 15 centimeters. I’d do everything they told. I even beat up my 5-year-old nephew for coming near my closet, as they had instructed it to keep away from children’s reach. And yet, all I get is a broom beating from my ugly bai.” Vaibhav expressed his frustration.
Vaibhav claims that he had to do go a lot of mental suffering and public humiliation due to the lack of Axe effect and wants HUL to compensate him for this agony. An advocate in Karkardooma court, who happened to mistake Vaibhav for some deodorant vendor when he entered the court premises with all the bottles, has now offered to take up his case in the court. HUL has been served a legal notice in this regard.
HUL has officially declined to comment on the case citing the subject to be sub judice, but our sources inform that the company was worried over the possible outcomes of the case. The company might argue that Vaibhav was hopelessly unattractive and unintelligent and didn’t possess the bare minimum requirements for the Axe effect to take place. Officially HUL has not issued any statement, but legal experts believe that HUL could have tough time convincing the court.
“HUL might be tempted to take that line of argument, but it is very risky. There is no data to substantiate the supposition that unattractive and unintelligent men don’t attract women. In fact some of the best looking women have been known to marry and date absolutely ghoulish guys. I’d suggest that the company settles this issue out of court.” noted lawyer Ram Jhoothmalani said.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Wing updates

#131 - Person missing in Ganga. Often found near Sharav with some sort of weapons ( may be a gun or two) - I dont know.

#130 - Arranging meeting with his female NSS volunteers in some arbit unknown place in Central Library.

#129 - Keeps saying that he is going to blog something whenever I meet him but... ?

#126,127,128 - Fifa and footer - there is no other life in the institute.

#125 - Robotics, robots, robocon, no CG :(

#122,123,124 - we follow the same way as the previous trio.

#121 - what is he upto ? movies ? I dont know.

#120 - there is a talk about his political scandal of getting the water dispenser next to his room
but I think KSR can make a better description of this. He also started worrying about end sems.

#119 - My HS is technology and innovation. Better dont come in my way.

#118 - My girls. My Btech guru. My life.

#114 - I am the eligible Gen Sec da.

#113 - Still feeling about his poor performance in any maths course that he came across. Also, worrying about the reason for his cup in MA101 ( - some kind of hair smell , people said.) Started playing CS to forget it.

#112 - Sleeping (after putting hazar fight for the recently conducted LitSoc events).

#111 - Came to the insti today with high fever. Got something inserted somewhere to reduce the body temperature.

#110 - Designing for shaastra/saarang/mechanica/hostel/gen/personal works. If there is
anything like free time, a post is made in his blog like the one you are reading now.

#109 - Dont open my door please.

#108 - no comments.

#105,106,107 - Typical KKR junta. So again no comments.

#104 - Read my HS short story pleaseeeee.

#103 - how the hell can I comment upon our asst. warden ??

#102 - saw him on the first day of this semester and that is it.

#101 - Fighting with the mosquitoes and enjoying the smell from bogs next to him, this guy ran
out of his daily needs like shampoo and soap.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

My birthday pics

Too lazy to upload all the pics ! .. made a collage :)

(click on it for larger view)

A Designer cake for a graphic designer :)

Designers : Pratheesh a.k.a. TCM , Nithin.

Funda of the cake :

Nithin : "Adyar cakes world would be closed now"
Pratheesh : "We have tidel bakery in tarams da.. dont worry"
Both of them decided to get my birthday cake at tidel bakery and went as usual late.
"cakes are over" - the guy or gal (- i dunno) in the bakery spoke.
"shit!!" - may be from both.
"See the small cakes over there. We can use them ! "
"Just put many of them together and make a big triangular piece from them !"
"sounds great ! and we can spread the cream and write the name on it ! "
"cool.. lets do that"
and they took half an hour more to explain this innovative idea of making a birthday cake ( taking a small element and integrating it ! ) to the bakery guy who doesnt know any language other than tamil.

So, thats how my beautiful cake was formed :)

(the above conversation is purely imaginative of the author and I sincerely request TCM and Nithin not to quarrel about it :P :) ;) )

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

and there is a new kind of smile other than the real and fake ones. As Chilli says here, it is composed of 2 dots and a bracket. :) or :-)
So, We cannot figure out if it is a real one or forced one in DOT LIFE which has taken over all the other forms of life in recent days !!

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Real smile and Fake smile

"Forced" or "Polite" smile
Only muscles directly around the mouth are involved.

Natural smile
Many facial muscle groups move involuntarily. The forehead muscles will push down, cheeks and jaw move and the nose may wrinkle. The easiest way to spot a real smile is to look at the eyes. In natural smile, the eyes become 'squished'. Only a small percent of people can voluntarily move these eye muscles to fake a real smile.

Friday, October 16, 2009

A look @ KSR

This post is completely dedicated to Kasa Siva Rajesh , one of the toppers in Mechanical Engineering, IIT madras.

Many of my friends have started blogging these days. I have been a direct or indirect source of inspiration for it :P. Yeah, they might have thought - "Macha this cupper himself is maintaining a blog, why cant we ?" Whatever be the reason, Blogs are having their sway especially in the insti. :)

I literally couldnt believe that KASA SIVA RAJESH started blogging !!!! Yeah true. HERE it is. Well, I shall tell you why I was shocked. This is a brief intro of SIVA RAJESH.

Name : Kasa Siva Rajesh
Nick : How the hell can you expect ??
Branch : Mechanical
Place : Vizag :)
Eats : books
Favourite pass time : mugging
Favourite Insti place : Central Library
Favourite website :
Favourite mess : Ganga mess ( saves time to mug )
Wears : Formals
Best friends : 9 pointers
Girlfriends : WTF
Position in class : Ob max.. first bench
Shaastra : Co-ordinatorship is useless da ! (- Idiot - He won III place in ChemX )
Saarang : What da macha time waste fest !
Laptop for : AutoCad , ProE , Slides , Porn.
Interests : Academics
Aim in life : 10 pointer (but Y ??)
Lives in : III wing (with third years)
Stud in : RGing
God in : Mugging

Well, that was more than enough an intro, I guess, to get a picture of KSR. He has a typical stud look on his face with a great contribution coming from his spects. He is slim ,built of typical tropical-Indian skin, with always less hair. (This might be the reason for his jealous feeling towards Karthik who tried for sporting Ram Charan`s hairstyle in Magadheera.) Till yesterday, I know and I believe that this guy could properly do only 2 things - reading books, watching porn. Karthik came and informed me about his newly started blog !!!!! I was rolling on floor on hearing the crime-news :P . Well, if you have read his first post , he says "One more thing which worries me is Karthik..." as he is a topper too :P. I didnt know until I read that post that Karthik has secret chats with his girls in the nights. I wonder how KSR knew that !

However , I am so happy that Siva Rajesh also started blogging :) . Good going man ! You always rock !! This is my special birthday treat for you ;)

Thursday, October 8, 2009

My name is ravi teja

"What is your name ?"
"Rrr..av...i teja.." blushed.
"sorry?" in a romantic tone.
"raviteja ma`m"
"oh raviteja !!? Raviteja is actually a very common name I guess?" as if she knew a lakh of ravitejas.
"hmm.. yes ma`m .. it`s common" in a disappointed tone.
"yeah.. whenever I find someone with the name teja .. he would always be a raviteja and no other teja"
"there are other tejas too but raviteja is common" I said, having a look at krishnateja.
"Hmm.. but in every class I go, I find atleast one raviteja"
"ok.." with a mixed expression of happiness, dizziness, disappointment, etc...

What do you make out from this ?

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Blog teaser ??

Video completely rendered in adobe after effects CS3. Put comments :)

click here to watch this video on youtube.

Monday, October 5, 2009


Click on the image for clear view.

This is one of the many works I did for Shaastra during my Design-Graphic Artist Co-ordinatorship* ( I wonder if there is such a word ) , that were not accepted by the Godly Core team. Basically, it says conserve energy. A brief write-up on what it all means :

One fine night, when the light in your room is glowing at its complete brightness, you are busy chatting with your girlfriend (or boyfriend) in Gtalk, comfortably resting in your bed. Suddenly, your mom calls for some work and you have to go out of the room. Then question yourself ... WILL U CARE TO SWITCH OFF THE LIGHT IN YOUR ROOM ??!! In most of the cases - the answer is no.Even though you care to do so, you`ll not turn off thinking is that it's more economical to just leave a light on rather than pay the costs of flicking it back on. It is a common perception that switching the lights on and off use more energy than leaving them on which is proved wrong by scientists ! In reality, that "surge" lasts for only a fraction of second, according to Francis Rubinstein, a staff scientist at Lawrence Berkeley National Laboratory. Any "start-up" energy costs are minuscule at best and are more than offset by the money you save from turning your lights off, even if it's only for a short time.

So if you're strictly concerned about saving energy (and money), you should turn your lights out when you're not using them.

Other ways to save energy -

Reduce lighting.
Whenever possible, use natural daylight. Turning lights off or dimming them during the day allows for lower energy costs and a more comfortable environment.

Replace incandescent bulbs with compact fluorescent lamps (CFLs)
This type of bulbs can last up to ten times longer and provide the same amount of light as standard incandescent bulbs.

Use timers and sensors.
The installation of sensors, timers, or photocells will ensure that lights are turned off at the appropriate time. These can be used even in streetlights. These are inexpensive & can reduce lighting costs by up to 40 percent by turning off lights in unoccupied areas.

Turn off the lights when not in use.
It doesn't get any more simpler than this.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Its a friday night

It had been a long time since I made my last post and the three poor readers of my blog ( me, myself and again myself) are disappointed and asked the author to write about his recent happenings.

Well, the author seems to be quite unhappy about what is going on with him these days. Photoshop is kept opened for 30 hrs a day in my laptop. Design , Design and Design, thanks to the shaastra and saarang design cores and some other seniors who gave me work related again to DESIGN. I also faced some typical left-hander problems recently. When E of this post asked me to come to learn violin , I realized its yet another left-hander issue. It is impossible to play violin keeping it in the position it is supposed to be kept. So , I packed the idea and she felt sorry. I could see a dark spot on the bottom of my right palm and cursed the right-hander mouses that I had been using since my III standard ! The next day, I went to HS class (HSS - Humanities and Social Sciences - the only department in the iits with reverse sex ratio i.e. You find the number of girls exceeding the number of boys. Added to that, these girls are hotter than the so called engineering girls. Really sorry to have said this - Its an open fact and not my personal feeling. ) . Anyways, coming back to my HS class which is "science fiction" being taught by Prof.***, whose english mesmerizes me(The Humanities block in iit madras is one of those places in the entire India with the finest English speaking people). I hoped to listen to a good SF story unlike our first one, the edge of the sea by Fredrick Brown. The class started with some arbit topics and landed on "being a left-hander" for a moment. He said "people find left-handers mean, weak, bad.." and an immediate thought to quit the class crossed my mind but the presence of 2 girls from the arts department made me give up the idea. Though I never really got a chance to talk to them , I always went to the SF class 5-10 minutes early hoping for a good scene to start off things but nothing interesting happened till now. May this post give me a chance :P

After throwing some bad words on my left hand, I opened my blog. I couldnt write anything. I quit. It was a friday night. The clock struck 11 PM. I just recollected my pending works. I had to submit a design for Shaastra before 12. I had to start working on another Design for Saarang. The Hostel nameboard had to completed as early as possible and I didnt start it yet. I had to wash my clothes.( Its of highest priority as I couldnot find a washed underware for the next day :P ). I had to take a bath. I had to submit an assignment whose last date already passed away.. I had to prepare for the upcoming quizzes.. and this list contained many other stuff which I`ve already forgotten. I washed my clothes and took a bath and opened my laptop.
I opened photoshop and it cupped. CUPPED like hell. I had no clue of what to do. To get rid of all this tension, I downloaded the latest **** from apexDC++ and enjoyed the night :P ! (************* - this is a censor cut). I slept and some gorgeous beauty came in my dreams and ****** - another censor. sorry, cant help ! Afterall , it`s a friday night !

Friday, August 21, 2009

My crush - the climax

That was saturday morning - a perfect time for early-day-romance (sorry, I dont know what it means ). I parked the car infront of her house (this time well), and honked. After 5 minutes, she appeared ... she appeared like an angel ! A bright red top on black tracks made her look sexy. Her skin was shining brighter than ever. Her eyes - wow! I just could not take off my eyes from them ! Man! SHE WAS DAMN HOT that day. I really could not believe that she was the one with whom I had been talking from the past few days....

She took the d-seat.
"which class?" Venkat asked his usual stupid, useless question.
"15th" she replied.
"Handled gears?"
"Ok then, we will start with the gears today"

It was then that things became horrible for me ! Venkat explained her the gear positions and asked her to put 1st gear. She touched the gear rod and moved in a random direction whose destination was not at all towards the 1st gear position. Then, this bastard held her palm, one-of-the-cutest-on-earth, with his hand and helped her slowly put the gear rod in the required position. I didnot touch her till now and shit ! this Venkat got that opportunity ! :( FUCK
That half-an-hour in my life was hell. The gear rod changing its positions with the help of white Aarthi`s hand which was below black Venkat`s was the most horrible scene of the day(of the entire course actually). I dont know why.. I liked her the most that day.... I simply could not tolerate Venkat touching her. I was hurting inside. I wanted to kill Venkat. I somehow controlled my agony but only till Venkat started touching her hands again while turning the steering.. A desperate thought to kill him ran in my mind. Since, I couldnot do that, the other way is to express my feelings to Aarthi. Otherwise, she would leave in a few days (with Venkat??) .. and I`d become a prototype of Devdas. In a month, I would be leaving to Chennai. She would also get some seat in some engineering college and join there, enjoy there, she may completely forget me ( the one who paid for her tea !) I do not want that to happen. I just wanted to say whatever I feel to Aarthi. ( but, what do i really feel ?? - It again falls into my "I dont know" list of things. )

"What?" she said looking at my confused expression after we got off the car in the main branch.
"er.. actually....... nothing" I said.
"are you alright ?"
"yeah.. i am.. "
"hmm... looks like you are uncomfortable .. ?"
"YES! BECAUSE THAT BASTARD WAS TOUCHING YOUR HANDS" said my inner voice but my outer voice said - " there is nothing like that.. just feeling weak.. "
"oh .. any health problem ?"
"kind of.... just a minor one.. leave it..."
"hmm.... okay... take care..."
"ya.. see you.. I will go by bus today.." (BUS?WTF??)
"ok.. byeeeeee.." that e lasted for 5 seconds and I hated it that day.

and that BYE lasted forever....... :(

So, end of this "My Crush" series from me. Comments welcome... I always love to hear from you :)

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Part IV of my crush

Days passed with Aarthi learning faster than me... ! And ofcourse, with our friendship growing bigger and bigger .... I want to narrate you an incident -

It was a fine morning. I was in the d seat, beside Venkat, Aarthi and some aunt at the back.
I took a right at Narayanguda junction and was moving slowly. Venkat suddenly asked me to stop the car. I wondered why but followed my teacher`s orders without any objections. There was a Tea stall and that was the reason for his stop , or rather our stop !
"would you like to have some tea ?" Venkat questioned me.. infact all of us...
I immediately responded with a BIG YES without even having Aarthi`s opinion(on tea) first ! :P
Yeah, I am a tea/coffee addict. I came from a family where tea is a divine medicine and I almost have 4 cups of tea per day ! I really felt very happy with Aarthi`s response. She said, "I would love to have a cup of tea now " !!! WOW! I always thought that the intersection set of A&B would be almost an empty set where A is the set of cool-modern-health-conscious-city-gals and B is the set of Tea lovers. But Aarthi is one among those very few in the intersection set and thats one of the reasons why I like her :P . If I had to marry her (or I should say if she had to marry me) , getting my cup of tea 3-4 times a day will not be a problem :)

A lad came with 4 cups of tea . The tea was awesome ! especially, when you drive a vehicle and have a cup of tea or coffee, it tingles your neurons ... We emptied our cups and now its time to pay. Each cup costs 5 rs. so its 20 bucks in total ! Wow, I am stud at calculations ! :P Hope my quizzes and end sem are also this simple. Anyways, the hot question was "Who is the sponsor for the day?" Is it Venkat because it was his idea... or is it me as I was in financially better position than Venkat.. or is it the Aunt as she was the eldest of all.. or is it Aarthi (-no way !!! ) This is a great advantage for girls especially young-city-breeds - Wherever they go and buy some arbit stuff or eat/drink something, there is always a poor fellow to pay for all those bullshit. The fate finally decided that it was me! Yeah, in a way I was financially sound compared to Venkat.. & its unfair to ask the aunt to pay when there are two males in the car. So, I paid the required bucks to the chap. ( I had a cunning thought inside -Aarthi would be impressed if I pay the money folks ! )

Many such incidents happened where I came to know more about Aarthi. I found many similarities of her character and behaviour with me. Our friendship grew stronger..... but one fine day....

(to be continued..)

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Here goes the III part...

I never believed in love at first sight until I saw Aarthi. ( but ofcourse.. in this case its just lust.. I later went home and googled on "differences between love and lust" :P & came to this conclusion. ) She was not the most beautiful face I had ever seen but certainly, she was gorgeous. She had the just-appearance of a person who woke up a few minutes back. Her hair was uncurled. She wore a plain blue sleeveless above a black night pant. A strip of her hair was kissing her lips for every 10 seconds. A small white particle just beside her cute lips told me that she had her breakfast just now.. and that might be the reason for her being late. Except for that tiny food particle, there was no other mark on her face ! It was so cute and so neatly built that any guy in this world would die for it... Man ! She is going to learn along with me for a month !!! That sounds great...............

I politely offered the d seat to her and sat at the back seat. She looked more beautiful in the d seat. Females operating with metal pieces is one of the hottest stuff that can happen in this world. She removed her slippers and put her bare foot on the break and clutch. That sight pleased my eyes. I wish I were a clutchpad :P ...
"which class is this ?" Venkat asked in his typical desi-telugu-slang.
"3rd" came the reply. Again, it was one-of-the-sweetest on earth.
I should have joined 2 days earlier !
"ok..please start the car" Venkat said and handed over the keys to her.
She did not utter any word. She just took the keys and started the car after three unsuccessful attempts. The car started with Aarthi in the d seat, Venkat in the other front seat, me and another old uncle at the back. She entered the Himayath Nagar main road and started towards the Narayanguda fly over. She was driving at a snail-pace. I could observe two guys crossed our car cycling ! We finally reached the main Barkathpura branch after half an hour of Aarthi`s drive. (These driving school guys are real bastards.. they spend more time for ladies than men)

There were three other people at the office waiting for their turn to learn. So, we got off that car. Aarthi went inside the office and sat on a dirty old bench. There was one guy in the office and some other guy near the entrance and no one else. I went inside and found that there was no place to sit other than the little space just beside Aarthi which can just make a person of my size to fit in exactly with zero error . That was my gift for the day , I suppose ! I occupied myself at that position. Had it not been Aarthi, that would be the most uncomfortable position one can sit. Our first conversation started ........
"hi" I said.. being a little nervous at her unusually fair skin complexion.
"hiii" she said sweetly !
"whats ur good name?"
"oh thats nice"
"ravi.... what are you doing now ?"
"waiting for the other car to drop me home"
(Oh fuck!! I asked about her career man ! I real suck at expressing my thoughts..)
"I mean.. what are you studying now.. ?"
"Oh sor..r..y... " she said with a beautiful smile,.." I just completed my inter.. waiting for eamcet/bits/aieee results..."
"oh thats fine...! "
"what about you ?"
This was the question I was desperately waiting for.
"woooooww.... !!! congratulations! " She was more excited than I was :P
"thank you" I said ..
and our conversation later went on to many other common topics like where did you study intermmediate.. what are your hobbies... kinda stuff which are necessary-cum-default elements of a first time conversation. ( And folks ! I am not gonna reveal my love`s personal details :P )

to be continued.......!

My crush - part 2

Her name was Aarthi.
I dont know how many of you have guessed by now, she was one of my co-learners in that driving school ! :) To describe Aarthi is one of the most hectic job in this world. She was the most complicated machine I have ever come across.

The very first day, Venkat my driving teacher , asked me to take the prestigious driver`s seat. I had not really occupied myself in any driver`s seat before, other than that in our car... ( ofcourse, while the engine is off :P ) . So, naturally, it was exciting !!! I quickly glanced at all the parts of the car before my seat and being a mechanical engineering aspirant, I could figure out the function of each button, rod or wheel or whatever geometrical shape my eye could recognise. I was relieved on seeing Venkat`s foot on the spare clutch and break under his seat. :) So, there I go ! My first ride through one of the busiest streets of the world, the HIMAYATH NAGAR MAIN ROAD !!

The scheme in the school goes like this - the teacher keeps giving the directions and the learner should try to follow them.. this happens for 20-30 minutes.. and then the next person takes the d seat. ( yeah, lemme call the driver`s seat as d-seat - this is called optimization , I guess :P ).
If the next person is a guy, the car has to be stopped at the office where he will be waiting. If it is a girl, the car must stop at her house ! ( yeah, all are not equal before driving-school-laws ) .
My first 20 minute ride was peaceful because frankly speaking, Venkat himself controlled everything. :P He was giving directions to some place in Himayath Nagar and I was confident that we were going to some one`s house to pick . (obviously, a girl or lady ) . I finally stopped at a dusty building (might not be too old, the dust was due to the heavy traffic ) . I parked the car in a most horrible way one can, and Venkat pressed the horn so deep that anyone sleeping would come and kick us. He repeated the act 3-4 times but there was no response. I was frustrated. It was around 8.00 AM and sun had already taken its summer job. I felt like starting the car and go zooooomm like in the Bugatti Veyron that I had seen the previous night ( as if I was a professional driver ) . When I was about to give up the waiting job, some sound at a distance interrupted. It felt like something had fallen from a height. I turned my head and observed that that something was a flowervase and the reason for its fall down is a beautiful young lady named "Aarthi".

to be continued...

Sunday, August 16, 2009

My crush !

I could not find anything interesting these days in the campus.. So , what to write ? My memories ran through the past.. GC passed away.. and the main gate... and the Chennai Central.. and finally stopped at the month before I joined the IIT. Here, right in this post, I am going to answer one of the most awaited questions for many of my friends.. Yeah.. as the title suggests.. its gonna be about my crush (- a real one! ) !! I really forgot the number and rank of this particular crush as the list is too big.. sorry :P

The month before I came to join the great Indian Institute of Technology, Chennai , I thought that I should learn something instead of just whiling away my time. I joined C in CMTES, Himayath Nagar, a language which something every engineering chap should know. But since my childhood, I fear programming. I wonder what all the software engineers do in their jobs. Go on scribbling if-else loops ?? It again joins my "I dont know" list (It is an unordered list - If I remember it right, its the ul tag in html ). So, naturally, My C language course was a flop.

The first week - teacher absent , me present
The second week - teacher present , me absent
The third week - both present, interest absent
The fourth week - everything/everyone absent

Thats a rough representation of how well my C course went on....
The other thing I joined was CAR DRIVING ! Sounds exciting ! One course for computer engineering, other for mechanical engineering and since I fear programming, I joined the mechanical department :) As simple as it sounds..

Let me first provide you a brief idea of how things work at a typical car driving institute in Hyderabad. When you first visit the office , they give you an infinite assurance that they are the best people in this particular industry and there is no doubt of you turning into a professional driver ( think of burnout-paradise city ! ) after the specified course duration. They ask you details like which car? what time? with/without license? etc... etc..
The institue i joined was Sai Apna driving school (main branch at barkathpura , side branch at himayath nagar ) Sorry, at himayath nagar.. the office was just the size of a bathroom where in only one person can sit comfortably. Its hard to call it a 'side branch' . Anyways , my package was the most basic one.
Maruthi car - without license - 6:00 AM
"Done" a guy in the main office said.
That boosted my confidence.. Wow ! Me going to drive a car through the busiest roads of the world ! great.. My enthusiasm was overflown when I went home after my successful registration for the course and installed NFS mostwanted and completed it on the same day !

So, where is my crush ??

(to be continued....)

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

I didnot sleep in the class !!!

A great compliment compelled me to blog again :) thanks to 3d and that unknown kgp girl and ISM dhanbadh boy.

People were searching for the classroom in which AM220 had to take place. AM110, the daughter of AM220 had its enough impact on us with reference to the sucking grades for the 4 credits last semester. So, naturally a fear about its mother course ran in the minds of many people unlike me. For me, any course appears tough, so I stopped comparing courses and just stopped caring much about acads @ iitm. Finally, we found the required room. (Some geek found out the room as he was eager to eat away AM220 and others followed him... Since people like me are helpless due to the attendance factor(which is now bloody 85% min !!!), had to attend the class.) We placed ourselves in the last benches near to the fan. (one of those zzz`s in my previous post !) .

When I was about to do my duty (-to have a peaceful sleep) , something interrupted me! I turned my head to see some beautiful lady entering the class! WOW was my first reaction. She wore a black blouse and a red saree with black design patterns over it. BLACK & RED combo always works! It had a shiny lining at the end making it even more pleasing to my eyes. Her skin tone was fantastic. She had a neck-short hair with a good style that represents modern-working-women. Overall, SHE WAS GORGEOUS ! well, you might have guessed by now that she was the professor going to teach AM220 to us !!!!

Her apple laptop was also looking cool but it couldnt overcome her own beauty. She had a glance at the entire class and spoke -
"Why this girls zone and boys zone ?"
WOOOW What a woman ! She hated seeing the non-females occupying a corner of the room as if they are a negligible set compared to the universal set :P . She spoke in an Indo-American english ascent which was STUD MAX. Yeah, she later stated that some part of her life was spent in the united states.
"I am A**a b**e"
Cute name - was the immediate thought of idiots like me.
She cracked a joke in the middle which was horrible but giggles spread all over the class instantaneously. Some laughed to gain her impression for good grades.. some did just to make the world know that they are alive in the class... Some did to make her look at their teeth.. I just gave a smile at her bad attempt of making good humour and was lost in observing the sweet smile that covered her entire face.. but I really bet that no one in the class really enjoyed her PJ. There arent many girls these days who really crack laughable jokes :P .

Explaining the rules that has to be followed during the course, she said, "the minimum attendance must be 85% "
"If you are the teacher, you can also make it 100%" was my benchmate`s response.

She said - "The PAS is not working today. So we will not be having a full-length class. Let me know something about you guys.. Start introducing yourself" She pointed at a first bench geek at the first row. (PAS is Public Address System .. to put it simply its the mike :P - this is the case with iits.. people here make simple things sound complex. For instance, instead of calling a notice as notice, we call it the "IP" making it sound professional or official or whatever. Anyways, coming back to the introductory scene, it started off with first row guys saying their names and branches. (I really wonder why our madam wants to know our branches because there were only mechanical and naval people in the room and the strength of naval department fades away when compared to mechanical). She finished with the first row and the class time was up !

The next day, she appeared in a traditional choodidhar ! A dirty-brown colored one with a white chunney(Screw the spelling of chunney - I dont really spell female costumes right). She was looking great but a saree is always a better option for American-Indian breeds, I dont know why. She sat at the last bench as another prof would take classes for the day. LAST BENCH ??? Great! Thats our default position in a class :) cool. One guy asked her a doubt about a problem of an instrument used to pull out a baby from a pregnant woman !! She kept cool and convinced him by saying the pros and cons of both the designs of the instrument given in the problem.

Whatever it is.. this was the first time after coming to iit that I didnot sleep in a class, thanks to the gorgeous beauty !

Thursday, July 23, 2009

My work during one of the kothapet power cuts


A physics class @ iitm ...

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Since some of my readers find it difficult to understand the cartoon, I am adding a short description of it below :)

The first pic says that the a physics prof is giving a lecture on gauss curve. ( I mis-spelt the name "GAUSS" in the 1st picture lol ! I really suck @ gauss-related-physics :P )
The second one is quite obvious. He asks the class to give a live example of gauss curve.
Here comes the third. Imagine a typical CRC groundfloor classroom. (101/102/103)
The fans are at the edges of the room. So junta come and fill the seats following ANTI-BOHR`s rule. ( Benches are filled from last to first unlike the electrons which fill up from first shell to last shell ) & since there are no fans for the middle rows, these are least preferred taking into consideration, the CHENNAI climate.
Another point can be drawn from the curve - The peak is occupied by GEEKS, the mid-portion by indecisive/unstable guyz ( & gals?? ) , the end portions by last bench rockers ! (I`m one of those last bench ZZZ`s in the picture)

Sunday, July 19, 2009


I want to write something about a company which is ruining people`s lives. Lemme call it the T-company. The first T-product we used was the landline telephone. IT.SIMPLY.SUCKS. The charge in the battery runs with the velocity of light! You have a cup of coffee and the charge gets over. You have a bath and come and the charge gets over. You just keep looking at it for 10 minutes and the charge gets over. And lemme tell you the dumbest design that was incorporated in this piece of trash. When the charge of the battery is running low, instead of getting into a less-power-consuming-mode , this dirty box keeps screaming that the battery is low consuming extra-power for the sound and light it produces during that scream !! THE T-DESIGNER OF THIS PRODUCT SUCKS. There was a recent announcement that these pieces are being replaced with cool newer ones for free. With a big hope, we went to the T-showroom and guess what ! "OUT OF STOCK" was their answer for all the three times we tried! THEN WHY DO THEY MAINTAIN A SHOWROOM ?? JUST DUMP IT ANYWHERE.

If this is termed as worst T-product, there are no words to describe the T-USB MODEM. It is just a black box made of sand and programmed in such a way that an LED lights up after waiting for a minute its connected to the USB, & NOTHING MORE THAN THAT! But wait, for that light, you need to pay DAMN 1200 rs. pm for the unlimited package. They say this box produces internet speeds upto 153kbps but i hardly got more than 20 kbps !
The worst experience with this USB modem was the loose connection it has to connect to the USB port. We almost held it vertical to light up the LED and pay 1200 rs. for it ...
We put up a new internet connection and went to the T-showroom to get the great T-USB MODEM disconnected.
"Whats the problem sir? " An idiotic T-guy asked.
"We want to get this disconnected" pointing at the piece of trash that tortured our lives for an year.
"Ok.. disconnection guy went for lunch sir, he`ll be back in 5 minutes.. please wait."
The time was 4.30 PM. I wonder if a social being has lunch at that time.
We waited for half-an-hour but none turned up. So, disappointed and frustrated, we went back.
We again came the next day and the same conversation was replayed!
That was at 2.30 pm i guess.
When I meet that guy, I wanted to ask him " what is your lunch time and what do you eat ? "
After waiting for 10 minutes, we were about to go away but someone entered the showroom. He was PURE BLACK in color... A stupid look on his face.... short.. he was in a formal attire... unpolished shoes.. a tie.. and OMG a T-identity card ! He`s an employee of T !!!
"Who the fuck is he ?! " I thought and later shocked to find out that he was infact the disconnection guy himself and we were waiting for him since 2 days ! I dunno what he really does during his "very-short" lunch break but he was slim.
"Whats the problem ?" he asked quick & rude.
"This one sucks.. please throw it away in the dustbin" I wanted to say but my brother started the conversation and they went on..
Finally, we asked how much we need to pay for that month..
Then what he said really made us boiled beetroots !!
"Sir, You should pay 1200 for this month but see the new plan sir.. The same connection which you were having till now is just 800 rs. sir.. if u want to continue.."
"WHAAAAATTT from how many days is this 800rs scheme ?????"
"from 4 months sir"
I felt like taking a knife and killing him or the better way would be to ask him to use the T-USB MODEM for a day :P If the same package of ours was made into 800 rs., why didnt the T inform us ? Who does it think the old customers are? DUMB ASS !!??
When the same above question was put in a formal way before this so-called T-disconnection guy, "Sir, you should ask for the latest changes in our plans" The boiled beetroot jumped from the cooking vessel now.
& another dumb fact was that this guy revealed the truth now as he hopes that we would continue using the modem since it was 400rs. less now ....
Finally, we paid the required amount and we were not sad as we could get rid of the worst internet connection in the world, not to mention the excess money we paid.

While this conversation was going on, I read a pamphlet of the new T-proton+ modem (name changed here) which says speeds upto 3.1 mbps and guess what ! It asks us to pay 6999 rs. per month !!!!! and DAMN SHIT THERE IS A DOWNLOAD LIMIT FOR THE PACKAGE !! THIS SUCKS TO THE CORE! EVERY T-PRODUCT SUCKS..!

Monday, July 13, 2009

My first attempt @ visual effects...

"THIS IS MY FIRST VISUAL EFFECTS PROJECT DONE IN AFTER EFFECTS" - This statement and the above video convey the same message that I made a video, it`s related to visual effects, it was rendered using after effects.
Did you observe the difference between the two ways of communication ?? !! OMG !

The first good thing about the video is its completely done by me :) & another good thing to notice is that its a 3D video but I`vnt used any 3DS MAX or the deadly MAYA .... (Ofcourse, I dunno how to use ;) ) . The work was entirely done in ADOBE AFTER EFFECTS CS3 with a little help from my favourite software PHOTOSHOP. :) A bad thing is that no audio has been added to it.. :(

Firstly, I thought I should work out something so that I can learn After Effects in a better way.. & this also came as a suggestion from a design GOD(guess who ?!). So I asked google to help me out with the basics of AfterEffects by which i came to know stuff like how to deal with a camera, how to apply effects, what does a light do etc etc.. With all those in mind, I`ve tried the above project. Firstly I designed a wall in photoshop. (Man! Don`t get amazed to know that the walls of the room in this video are just grayscale JPEGs made in photoshop !! )

Ah! I feel that could`ve been much better. Ofcourse it`s upto you to design a wall. More Motion blur @ 90degrees and less use of splatter brushes would`ve given a cooler wall effect than this one. Anyways,this was duplicated 5 times in after effects and arranged in the form of a room. Then how come they are green in color ??
After effects provides you lights & cameras like 3DSMAX ! Yeah, so , I`ve used a green point light here :O WOW!
The remaining work was done by cameras and text effects . The latter is very easy to work with but the former is a bit confusing...
The entire work was done in 2 & 1/2 hrs and my poor laptop added an extra hour for rendering the 30 odd seconds video !!! :O
After final rendering of the video, guess what happened .. THE OUTPUT FILE WAS F*** 1.15GB in size !!!!!!! Then came TVC to my rescue :). Total video converter - an excellent software for converting videos from one format to another. It converted the 1.15GB file to a mere 7.5MB video without disturbing the quality of the work :). (ofcourse the swf format which you see in this post is even more smaller.. its just 1.5MB )
Anyways, I`ll be looking forward to make much more better videos if someone can help me out. I hope I`d find a teacher now and may be a student later on ... !

Sunday, July 5, 2009

A day in my second semester..

My state (since the start of second semester): total joblessness, frustration
Probable reason: My state of mind which jumps from one topic to other but doesnt actually fix to anything ensuing an useless life. (May be that tensors girl calling me brother is also a reason :P )
To tell you the truth I have a great sense of insecurity that keeps haunting me all the times. It’s just that I want to come out of this DAMN place and continue to work on my interests - most probably THE MULTIMEDIA. Sometimes this place gets just too sickening for me. I want to start a new life.

Its kind of a boring life in my last semester at iit, especially due to my strong determination to get a good CGPA, as my grades in first semester sucks! But I am not sure if it’s for any good. It’s just that I don’t wanna do anything here now.
I woke up at 10 am in the morning. I curse myself for waking up so early, but I cant help.. it’s too hot to sleep ! I pick up the newspaper which the boy passed or pushed or thrown into my room from the bottom space between the door and the floor, early in the morning when I was busy dating shreyasaran in my day dreams.... and read the same old stuff, Obama speaks some fucking stuff, Satyam scam to be a part of academic portion for some university in the US, Sania drops out in the second round of some tournament( I wonder why she cannot proceed to further rounds :P ).. and blah blah blah!!! I believe eighty percent of the content can be prepared by media by just sitting in their offices as it’s just the same old stuff. Anyway I pack it and dump it in the waste basket put up just outside my room.. and that adds more to my dirty state of mind with it`s horrible smell. It’s 11 and I can go to my D slot class. But I have absolutely no enthusiasm, especially when I have missed my morning slots. Infact to tell you the truth, I haven’t attended a single class in that week for the ThermoD course. Proxys helped for attendance. Even for the courses which I went, it`s just a waste of time as I`d found in deep sleep in the classes. Sometime, I even wonder if the professors have actually enrolled me for these courses !. Such a stupid fellow, I`m. Time passes by, leaving me in state of indecision and daydream, cursing my life at iit or making plans to change myself in case I am in a better mood.

My clock strikes 12 am its grub time. I go down to the mess. FUCK!! Same old boulders of uncooked rice, rasam and sambhar. Somehow I fill my stomach, have a glass of fruit juice (most of the times free! - yeah, friend`s coupons will help. Moreover, the juice guy suck at maths and it is proved from the fact that one day we had 4 glasses for 8 rs. when the cost of each glass is 12 rs. !!) and go back to my room. I force myself to watch youtube videos on photoshop tutorials. It’s painful (the sun keeps fucking me untill i stop everything & sleep) . I pack it after 15 to 20 mins. It’s 1pm now. I plan to go to the lab to gain 1 credit. MAN!! I have to cycle 1.5 km in the hot sun. No course other than this would give a good grade this semester. Eventually after a lot of conflicting thoughts about my sense of duty and my laziness that has taken over me this semester, I plan to go. I pull over my jeans, unwashed for 2 months, my faded t shirt which says "I came I saw I e'vol'ved" and black&red chappals and I ride my bicycle (-the most irritating thing of mine), making an unbearable noise because of some loosened screws. 2:30pm I am there. I go to the lab instructor and force a smile at his grunting face.
Me: Good afternoon, Sir.
He: Why so late ??
Me: speechless. Trying to get an intelligent answer but damn I can’t.
He(irritated voice and still grumbling): Take this apparatus and immediately start working on your experiment.
Anyway I reply: yes sir. That’s what I could think of after 10 minutes. Damn I am bad at instantaneous speaking capabilities.With my head down I walk to the adjoining room, take a copy of my experiment details from friend`s lab manual, take a nap for an hour. It’s 3:30 pm and I try to start the experiment by the time when my batchmates have already completed it and making final corrections and stuff...Then, why should I wait ! I just copy whatever crappy stuff they wrote about the swinging pendulum (- Actually, its not the pendulum experiment.. I cannot even remember the name of the experiments that I`ve done..It`s more difficult than to actually do them! & since swinging pendulum is the most common physics experiment which every kid knows, I mentioned the same). Show my record to the instructor, keep my mouth shut for a few minutes till he corrects it and ask viva. If I answer the viva, I`d get 9+ . Or else around 7 or 8. Since I dont give a DAMN about such stuff, I kiss my upper lip with the
lower one so as not to say anything. I just want some marks..whatever be the magnitude.

Now, it`s time to go to the canteen. I have a delicious puff and coffee @ guru. This is the only reason I love iit madras... It has got GURUNATH !!!

It’s 5pm and I am back to my den. I watch junta playing football in the quady. Some see at me and rain some comments on me, which I cannot digest. And the reason for those is quite obvious - I dont play sports. I`ve mentioned the same point many-a-times in my posts... Ofcourse, when I`ve no interest in doing something , why should I ???

I open my laptop which will be on for around 30 hrs a day, sit before it and do some mindless surfing. I go to mess and find same old boulders of uncooked rice, rasam and sambhar. I can’t torture myself anymore and I call my friend, pratheesh " Hey, dude Basera?”
He(food-lover he is): You gonna treat me.
Me: Dude. I paid last time we went out.
He: No macha, low on cash.
Me: you are an asshole, you gonna give me back all my dads money.
He: We will see that later. (But the reverse case also happens sometimes :P). We eventually agree to go. Me: “How much do you have?” He: 50 Rs in my pocket.
I have around 150 Rs. After having some arguments about the place to go - basera or andhra mess, We finally landed on BASERA - the midnight multi-cuisine restaurant of IIT MADRAS.

He plunges into food and we discuss about different stuff. Mainly the politics inside the campus, music, movies, books, courses and how unfortunate we are in terms of interaction with opposite sex. We have a diverse ecosystem inside the campus. Males, different varieties of trees and animals, you name it and its here, black bug, spotted deers, monkeys etc. and few non males too (as commonly referred by junta here - Reason not known to me). Statistics say non-males comprises 10 percent of human population inside the campus. I wonder what will be the state of an iitian when he walks out of this campus and sees a female. Imprisoned inside these 250 hectares for at least 4 complete years, (in case he doesn’t gets debarred) one will be lucky to spot a female. Once he walks out
and sees that sex ratio isn’t as screwed as represented inside, it will be quite good a feeling. I remember one of my seniors saying males in iit , being desperate to talk to girls but having no opportunity, are turning into gays !! :P May be those new gay laws by the government are applicable to many cases in our institute :P.

After grub, I come back, open DC++ and search for movies. I have seen almost all except mallu and tam movies. I download those and try to pass my time until midnight. It`s 12 and net is down. I open photoshop for sometime and then try to modify some pic, mostly trying to "monkeyfy"(- I dont know the existence of this particular word, but I hope you get the meaning) my friend`s faces ! 1:30pm. Check if someone is awake. My roommate is awake reading about the collapse of world in 2012( he reads with such a great interest that I wonder sometimes that he is gonna design something and submit it to NASA to stop the asteroid from hitting the earth ) Pratheesh is awake playing football.I wish to go there and learn, but I`m too lazy. I sit in the corridor, listening to some songs..and then pack. I go to XXX, disturb him while he is busy mugging.(RG - what we call ). 2pm come back to room, have a second visit to basera for a cup of coffee..(COFFEE @ BASERA @ MIDNIGHT is the coolest thing that one can do in iit madras.. it tickles your neurons and you get hell lot of confidence). I come back and start my blog. It’s boring and sooner I crash off.

This has been my routine for many days in this semester. What I feel is that life at iits is different, rather funny at times. One has problems adjusting initially but then you get used to it. Your lifestyle moulds here, unaffected by the world outside. It consists of routine life and then more routine. Till now, I do not actually know what I did or why I did in my first year.

This post is hypothetical, imaginary. One of the many day dreams of the author (that is me!).

P.S. : This work is only 75% original. 25% was copied from some other source which I cannot reveal.