Friday, December 9, 2011

90s was the era!

I strongly believe that creativity matters a lot in shaping up one`s life. Being born in 90s, I always feel lucky because of the fact that I grew up in a decade that has revolutionized the meaning of creativity! 
90s was the decade where art, music, cinema, dance, cartoons, video games, songs, literature have seen the peaks in terms of creativity. This world has seen amazing contributions from brilliant artists, composers, gaming companies, filmmakers, cartoonists and the like. No doubt that this has been declining since the start of the new millennium. The first 10 years of a child is very important in shaping up his/her future. Being a 90s kid, I am loving that!

I want to share some of my views on this topic in various fields that interested me from my childhood.

Books: Tinkle, Chandamama & Chachachowdary defined my reading habits. Had there been no Tinkle in my childhood, I am sure I wouldn`t be the same person that I am today. Be it Suppandi or Tantri the Mantri or Shikari Shambu or Nasruddin Hodja or Ramu and Shamu, I loved every bit of Tinkle Digest. I even sent 2 jokes and 1 it-happened-to-me article which got published. Chacha chowdary and his assistant Sabu, the alien from Jupiter - an awesome combination of mental and physical strengths to solve any problem that comes in their way."Chacha chowdary`s brain works faster than a computer" creates nostalgia. 

Songs: "Yayire Yayire" from "Rangeela" that came out in 1995 is a masterpiece movie song. The song talks about a girl who just gets a chance to fulfill her dream of becoming a heroine. Beautifully composed by A.R. Rehman, the legend combined with awesome lyrics and brilliant dance steps by Urmila Mantondkar makes this song one of my all time favorites.

 "Oorvasi Oorvasi", another song from the movie "premikudu" which again came out in the same year (1995) is yet another jaw dropping creation by the same Maestro. "Takeeteesy policy" is conveyed in this song with a simple tune that every one can hum quite easily. There are infinite other songs composed by Illayaraja, the music guru of India which will mesmerize your brain like never before! Listen to this song and try to disagree with me!

When we look at the present day songs, they are shit. Pure shit. Music dominates the lyrics. Infinite instruments are being used which just spoils the beauty of what a song is. 

Cartoons: I guess there is no 90s kid who grew up without knowing at least one of these characters - Tom & Jerry (no words to speak about its awesomeness), Powerpuff girls, Lion King (EPIC story), Scooby dooby doo, Swat cats, Popeye the sailor man (I know you are humming the title track now), Johny Bravo, Johny Quest, Dexter and many others. Creativity is maximum in all these cartoons. The 21st Century cartoons are not as brilliant as the 90s cartoons. Most of the shows are just dropped; I dont know why!
If they still telecast some of these, I would love to watch them again. I mean, com`on! do you ever get an idea to create a cartoon show where all the characters are cats? Your two protagonists are 1 thin cat and 1 fat cat - each of them expert in driving bike and plane respectively to save the city? Mind blowing music for the introductory video? I used to watch this right after I come from school :)

Dance: Micheal Jackson, this one word laid the foundation for what people understand as "dance" today. He redefined dance and created a whole new genre called "Pop". In fact, he wrote, composed, danced and released albums! Fucking awesome. Dance these days is just a flexible hero doing waves. One asshole holds his hand, the hero will go down and come up waving his butts and people are clapping. Disgusting!

Movies: 90s movies - the most important thing to talk about is "Script" which I think no one in the present day world cares about. Take the movie Nayakudu directed by ManiRatnam starring Kamal Hassan.  Read the plot in the wikipedia page here -

I bet you would cry after watching this movie. There are infinite movies in the 90s whose story makes most of the modern script writers complete dumb fuckers. Also, no one can make a comedy film better than Jhandyala!

More than 50% of telugu movies now-a-days fall into one of these categories - 

1. The hero is an asshole. However, heroine loves him just because she is heroine. There are problems between two villages. Our hero will solve them and also ultimately marry the heroine.
2. There is a big don somewhere overseas. He has large number of local mafia working under him in India. Hero makes them goats and wins over the big don in the climax. Heroine just flashes by a couple of times, sheds clothes and romances with the hero for no particular reason. Of course, we will have an item song inserted arbitrarily somewhere in the 3 hr. duration. 
3. Meaningless love between hero and heroine; No story; Issues with parents; unreal college incidents; finally marriage.

Video games: Games, though started to pick up only in the 90s were immensely addictive during this period, way more than what they are now. The difficulty levels have drastically reduced over the years while graphics followed the reverse trend. Most importantly, game-play of a video game is like script of a movie. If it is screwed up, the game is a flop for sure.
Take NFS. NFS 2 which I played in my III standard, in fact, the first video game I ever played - laid the seeds of my interest in cars as such. The latest NFS games are also good but not as addictive as these golden oldies. Moreover, there is no real 'need for speed' in these latest games. A few more games I played in my childhood that implemented the seeds of imagination inside my mind - Diablo, Blood, Duke Nukem, Mafia, GTA 3, Quake II, Tomb Raider III, Prince of Persia (the old 2D one!), Tekken III etc. etc. etc.
If I do not mention the older TV Video games Mario, Contra, Super Contra, Super Mario, Double Dragon, Tank, Tetris, Alkanoid etc., then I am not doing justice to this post!

Gone are the good old days; I have to get along with the shit.

P.S. - I do agree that there are worst things in the 90s and best things in the modern era in all fields. However, the ratio of good:bad things matters! 

Also note that by saying 90s I don`t exactly mean the period from 1990-2000. Everything I am talking here is a grayscale.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Placement dropout though not a college dropout

People keep asking me why I dropped out of placements and choose to be an entrepreneur. I am fed up answering to all your questions. So, I will share my views in this post and give this link when someone again asks me a similar question. It saves time.

Firstly, my choice was never about job vs. entrepreneurship. It is about one life style vs. another. I hate to work under some one. I hate a life which is routine and which bores me after an year or so. I hate a life which is not challenging. On the other hand, I love a job in a field that I am passionate about. I always love being myself. I love freedom to take my own decisions. I am ready to take risks and put in efforts to make my own venture successful. Yes, job is a safe and secure option but if I have to take risk, I have to take it as early as possible. Some famous saying I recently saw, "Take risks in life. If you win, you will lead. If you fail, you will guide". 

Secondly, it is about my own personality that makes me go for a completely off-beat career option. I am an entrepreneur material. I am unique in most of the tasks I do. I have the guts to create and take an idea forward. I have the guts of living life in the hardest of times. 

Thirdly, it also comes from inspiration. I am deeply influenced and inspired by two things. 
1. My father 2. Steve Jobs` Stanford speech

My father has a harder than hardest background and he worked really hard to become the person he is today. From walking miles without chappals, from working as a person who make bills in Kamath hotel near Ravindrabharathi to pay off his college fee, he became a gold medalist in M.Sc. an M.Ed. and became a school teacher in Space Central School in Sri Hari Kota and went up the level to become a college lecturer and now he established his own college! Courage and Confidence - he has these qualities in tons. For every boy, his own father is his first hero. You are a Rockstar, dad.

Steve jobs` speech in Stanford is another thing that sent down a chill inside me. Particularly the following words moved me and indeed made a significant contribution in me making this decision - 
"I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was, spending all the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out to be OK. It was pretty scary at that time, but looking back, it was one of the best decisions I have ever made.....
.... And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on."

About Typography which plays a great role in Graphic Design, he mentioned, "It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science cannot capture and I found it fascinating."

He continues, "Of course, it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college, but it was very very clear looking backwards ten years later. Again, you can`t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something. Your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. Because believing that the dots connect down the road will give you confidence to follow your heart even when it leads you off the well-worn path and that would make all the difference."

"And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven`t found it yet, keep looking and don`t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you will know when you find it. And, like any other relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So, keep looking. Don`t settle."

"Your time is limited. So, don`t waste it living someone else`s life. Don`t be trapped by dogma, which is living with the results of other people`s thinking. Don`t let the noise of other`s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary."

Finally he concludes with a simple yet striking one-liner, "Stay hungry. Stay foolish."

Another reason that I am not taking up a job is that I do not think that my skills would really help a company that could hire me. I wouldn`t be contributing to the company`s growth in any way. Nor would I be really benefiting from the work I do there. It is a waste of time, money, resources and everything for both the company and myself. Also, it is not ethical to work in some company, taking money and doing nothing.

Rohit, my other associate at Desto Creative Solutions, says, "After 2 years, I may or may not be strong monetarily, but I would be strong as a person which is possible only by doing what you want to do."

Krithika Nelson, CEO of says, "Entrepreneurs are a different clan! The good ones are very few and hard to find! It takes a lot of guts for someone to give up every comfort in life to start something of their own! The least you can do is to be proud of what they are doing, even if you don’t really understand everything about it"

I am sacrificing the comfort of having a secured, comfortable and may be luxurious life of doing a job, for having freedom in doing something on my own.

Input is primary. Output is secondary. I am ready to give the input.

Last but not the least, I believe that the world is full of possibilities. 

Monday, November 21, 2011

Hard Disk failure - more damaging that heart failure

When you experience the worst, you can experience any damn thing that comes in your way.

I am probably being too optimistic by recalling the above sentence. Life is playing hard on me. Problems occur to humans, not to trees - people say; but what occurred to me are not just problems. They are atom bombs, hydrogen or nuclear or whichever is most powerful. 

Over the past few years, I dedicated myself to various activities such as Graphic design, Photography, Academics, Placements etc. but never did I face so much trouble as within the last 1 week. Reason?
My Hard disk crashed.

Yes, you`ve heard it right. "You are not your hard disk" Kasa tried to console me, going the Fight club way. But, he doesn`t know that I am indeed my hard disk.
For a creative person, all his effort lies in his computer`s memory more than his own. I am not saying I am a creative person but at least I am trying to be one. I can no more show up some design and say it is mine unless I show the source file of it. Where are the source files? in my hard disk and where is the hard disk? Crashed.

Recently, I started learning Photography. Well, I did upload some pics on my FB profile but there are lot more creative ones hidden deep inside my hard disk. I wanted to share them with the world when the time comes. For example, with a tripod stand I clicked tube light and fan with shutter speeds varying from 1/3200 second to 15 seconds, and made the pics into a video and the result - a beauty and where is the beauty? In my hard disk and where is the hard disk? Crashed.

B.Tech Project - Infinite fight put in recently to develop two contact problems in Ansys. For one, a matlab code was also written. I pissed my ass off for doing these problems and all of them went into trash along with the hard disk.

3D Models - Animating a car scene - my dream. I was close enough and made a 15 second teaser for my upcoming short animation of a self-modeled, textured, animated and rendered Bugatti Veyron. It took 15 days to complete the teaser. Since I wasnt much satisfied, I waited for some free time to beautify it before showing it to the world. But, my hard disk did not wait.

Apart from these, there are many other files that went into pavilion because of the hard disk crash causing a huge loss of time and effort. For instance, I wrote a book of 110 pages, dreaming of becoming another Chetan Bhagat but now? I am the forever alone guy.

Now, this post is not to say that I had all great things hidden in my laptop and now, I am all alone. This is to stress that our lives these days are no longer in our control. It all depends on the machine in front of you right now. It can make your life or break your life. 

The fact that I am writing this post in the midst of infinite tasks and deadlines ahead (placements, Multibody Dynamics assignment - the thing that decides E or U grade in that course for me, Desto Creative Solutions, end semesters), show how much I miss my hard disk. I feel like giving up in life, but yes, probably Kasa was right. I am not my hard disk. It was me who created all the files in it. So, why cant I do them again? Put night outs in December vacation? Seems legit.

Please go and immediately create a back up of your files. I have to restart my life from scratch.

Friday, November 18, 2011

Three parts of a course - The Prestige way!

Every course has 3 parts or acts.

The first part is called "Quiz 1". The professor gives you something ordinary - tutorial problems or multiple choice questions or one line answers. He gives you this problem, perhaps he asks you to solve it - to see  that it is indeed solvable. Yeah, unaltered, normal. But of course, its not.

The second act is called "Quiz 2". The professor takes the ordinary something and makes it do something extra-ordinary. Now, you are looking for the solution but you wont find it because of course, you are not really solving. You dont really wanna know. You want to be fooled!

But you wouldnt be happy yet. Because solving a problem isnt enough. You have to earn grades! Thats why every course has a third act - the hardest part - the part we call "End sem".

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Hostel & Life.

1. It is not your sink

Daily morning, most of us brush our teeth. These days, I see some freshies using the bathroom sink as if they own it! Let me elaborate this with a typical case example. I go with a toothbrush and toothpaste to the sink at 7:25 AM, hoping to get the job done by 7:30 AM. When I go there, all I see is a freshie cleaning his toothbrush, applying paste and brushing his teeth left, right, up and down. There is nothing wrong with the procedure but it is the place that bothers me. He does all that stuff standing right in front of the sink without giving a fuck about the person waiting behind him. Let me remind you my friend, it is not your home sink. We are living in a community and we should optimize our living conditions for the well-being of everyone. Not that the other person waiting (in this case, me) cannot ask him to stand back for a while. That`s not the point here. If we keep making such requests, one might assume that whatever one is doing is not wrong and hence will not even try to think of its wrongness. Ethics, we call it. Moreover, you may argue that I should have woken up early if I was so much concerned about time. That again, is not the point here. Someone else might be present instead of this freshie at that time, who knows.

Why can`t everyone do this - Clean your brush, come back and complete the cleaning job. Go back to the sink and do gargling, tongue cleaning, cleaning your brush again and there you go! You have not only saved 3 minutes of others` lives but you can also stare at Deepika Padukone`s picture in the newspaper while you brush.

2. There are people behind you in a queue

Introduction of Food courts has revolutionized the way IIT(M)ians eat. In Food court, we stand in a queue, swipe our cards one by one and place our orders. A good procedure, I agree. However, the problem again is with the attitude of people. The person who is placing the order will start thinking of his order only by the time he reaches the billing machine. Until then, he keeps talking about all sorts of things in the world expect the immediate next thing which is what he is gonna eat for the day. What about the person-2 standing behind him? Person-1 doesnt give a damn, nor does person-2 himself. Sometimes, person-7 or 8 also doesnt care. When it goes beyond that, say I am the person-10; I get pissed off. Why cant anyone decide his order while standing in the queue? Our Objective function is to Minimize the time required for an activity, subject to so and so constraints. Optimization, I always say and try to follow.

3. Clean the toilets

Moving onto hygiene which is a very important segment of human life; 
Everyone is expected to leave the toilets clean after easing themselves to create a good environment. The bathrooms should be accessed in a first come-first serve basis. Tools or equipment used should be disposed of as well. I mean, personal effects like soap, combs and creams should be cleared after use. More importantly, junta should avoid leaving the sink basin dirty with stuff like hair or split toothpaste.
When brushing our teeth, everyone is expected to use the sink and not the main bathroom to avoid staining of the bathroom floor and walls. However, in case of emergencies like only one sink is working and there are already 3 people waiting to clean the dirt off their teeth and you have an interview scheduled, this particular action can be tolerated.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Word play

Letters, Words, they way we write them, everything conveys certain meaning. An expression. In this post, I want to share some of the things which I personally observed and found true in most of the cases be it chats, emails, blogs, e-articles etc. The way you read a text in your mind changes based on the format of the text. Here are some examples.

1. Let us begin with the well-known concept first. Using Capital letters indicates shouting many a times. For instance, FUCK YOU! has more impact than fuck you! When you actually read a sentence, you read and analyze each word in your brain i.e. you read out loud inside your body though not audible to the outside world. So, if you read both fuck you and FUCK YOU, your inner voice will be stronger when you read the latter. Another example would be as follows. 
A mail from your manager may end with "... I want to get this done ASAP"  by which he is trying to shout at you virtually that he needs the work to be done as soon as possible!

2. One liners - People whose tweets or status messages are written in complete words and end with full stop have something to say to the world. Ending a complete sentence with a full stop especially in a one-liner adds a serene and bold expression to your sentence. Simplest sentences are often the best tweets. You make it clear to your audience about the idea depicted in your tweet. 
"Design is creative, so are we." - Something like this.

3. People who post things like "gt a nw pet!! i luv her :) :) :)" are useless. They have nothing great about themselves. 

4. Italics - "I did so & so, in a very similar way as he did" has more emphasis on 'doing it similar' as compared to "I did so & so, in a very similar way as he did". Sometimes, it adds a virtual "very" to the already existing real "very". 

There are a lot more and will be posted in near future!

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Some incidents are never forgotten

It was just another evening and I was riding back to home from college on my recently purchased Pulsar 220. By the time I reach the third junction, I usually take a left and then right and enter into a slum. Yes, because its a shortcut.

Today was no different. I took that shortcut and was slowly raising the accelerator on that road which was small enough to provide room for not more than one car. Far away, I saw three kids in school uniform walking on the left side of the road. I did not think too much about them and raised my accelerator again. When I was nearing them, two guys crossed the road. The third was a girl and I thought she was waiting for me to go ahead so that she can peacefully cross and join them. Just at the moment when my bike`s front tyre, the two boys and the girl were collinear, she jumped and attempted to cross the road. I was horrified and immediately applied breaks. She fell down near my feet. The two boys rushed to get her up. I was in absolute shock. I felt some noise in my back and turned around to see a bunch of slum people with rods in their hands running towards me - Definitely, to attack me. I didnt know what to do. I moved my head up and there came another shock. The sight of Patrol Police van with 4 cops made me dumb. I lost my mind. 

With Slum people ready to attack on my back, Cops ready to do the same on my front, a girl with negligible injury crying as if she was going to die near my foot, I switched off my brain and raised the accelerator, took a turn and escaped. Or, that was what I thought. After taking 7-8 turns, I felt like a hero escaping from the furious mob. I made a mistake. I felt some light being reflected from my bike mirror and turned back to find the police van chasing me! I never thought their car would actually fit in these streets! Horrified, Petrified and fucked, I rushed through the streets randomly and aimlessly. My only goal was to escape. I felt like a ninja. I remembered all the action movies and realized that there are times in life which are just like those scenes they show in the movies. 

Next big shock was not far ahead. In fact, nothing was ahead when I took a wrong turn. It was a dead end. DEAD END, literally apt for my situation. Knowing that I could do nothing, I turned off the bike and got down. Four seconds later, the police car stopped and two cops got down. 

There were no words. One came and took away the bike. The other came and hit me hard on my ear. Then on my nose. Then everywhere on my head. 6 times. 
He dragged me and threw me into the van and closed all the doors. It was pitch dark. A few minutes later, I got down at the police station and was put in lock up. There was a black stout rowdy in my jail looking seriously at me. 
There were no words.

It was complete black out for me. I am a college student. I study engineering. What on earth am I doing in this dark room with a dark guy staring at me suspiciously? I went unconscious for about half an hour and then asked the nearest man in khaki dress for a mobile phone. (The guy who beat me took away my phone if I remember correctly)
This person was kind enough to give me his phone and also advised me to call my dad. 
Dad is not the perfect choice if you have an elder brother. I immediately called my Infosys-brother and explained him the tragic story in short. He rushed to the station with lot of cash to be given to the damaged parties. Well, the police (van driver) asked him to go to the hospital first and pay the required amount to the girls family. They charged Rs.7000/- for an injury that did not even require stitches. Another 4k went into various kaakhi pockets. 
I was released after all the financial transactions.
"My bike?" I asked in almost a dead voice.
"Come and take it on Sunday" came the reply.

One hell of a day. I managed saying a stupid story to my mom and thankfully, my dad is out of station.

- An incident that happened to a dear friend of mine, , who lives in Shivam Road, Hyderabad and studies electrical engineering in MVSR college of engineering. He narrated this whole story to me on the night of the same day, sitting in the Sai Baba temple bus stop at 11:30 PM. Believe me, I was terrified to ride back home after this sitting, though it was just 2 minutes away, as I spotted a police van nearby.

This post is dedicated to him, who by the way, got placed in Infosys :)

Thursday, September 22, 2011

The Dengue days

4th September, 2011 (Sunday)
10:00 AM (i guess)

Somehow, I woke up. My body was burning. All my bones were kissing the bed. No joint was willing to move an inch. My mouth failed to make even the lowest of noises. I felt those were the last few minutes of my life, seriously. I tried to think of my dreams that are to be fulfilled. My brain didnt work, et al
All I could do was count numbers in random order - and I was asleep again in a few minutes, no idea how many.

12:30 PM
Oh my Goodness! My joints did agree move this time! I could talk as well. My body though continued to be a furnance. I immediately called and texted my friends to get some medicine for my unbearable fever and headache. I took Crocin and fell asleep in a ziffy. I woke up at, I dont remember exactly, should be around 5:30 PM. Temperature was under control and I felt normal again. I thought it was just some fucking flu and ignored it and consumed 2 egg puff. 

I vaguely tried to remember what I had consumed the previous night - A McDonals Burger, A Pizza hut Pizza, 2 Virgin Mozettos and some french fries. Yes, it was a treat from Desto team. It is ridiculous to consider that pizzas and burger raised my temperature. Moreover, I was feeling sick inside since Friday (2nd September). So, just to be safe, I went to the hospital and reported the same. I was given normal paracetemol tablets and was asked to revisit in case the fever persists.

I tried to figure out why such epic fever attacked me but since I turned normal, I didnt give a fuck.

On Monday (5th September) night, I felt dizzy again. I felt like sleeping. I woke up on Tuesday at 6:00 AM with a fucking hot body. I could sense some 104 degrees Fahreinheit. I immediately asked my friend to call the ambulance. I was hospitalized. It was then that I came to know of an embarassing way being practiced in institute hospital to reduce the body temperature quickly. Some random guy came to me and started wearing gloves. "Remove your shorts" he said. I thought he was attending the wrong patient. "What?" I asked to be sure.
"Remove your shorts" this time, he kind of yelled. Wondering why, having no other option, seeing that no one is watching me, I turned on one side and lowered my shorts a bit just to be sure that it was the same thing this guy wanted me to do... Even before I could do anything more, he took something and inserted into my (_|_). It was freaking cold. Whoosh! I could feel an immediate relief from the heat being generated from my body! This thing, whatever it is, absorbed all the heat coming out from my body and my temperature reduced within minutes. Whatever this guy did, I dont care.

I then gave a blood test - one report came in the evening. It showed all parameters in the normal range except for total count of WBC which was exceeded normal limits - a sign of infection. Dengue fever is characterized by low platelet count. But, in my case, they were fine because my usual count itself is close to the upper normal limit. 

However, doctor advised me to take as much fluid as I can for at least 1 week as he could see signs of dehydration in my body (not sure if this because of Dengue). A minimum of 4 liters of water should go in, is what he said if I remember correctly. My brother came to my rescue by supplying infinite fresh fruit juices and tetra packs. A worried he, called my parents. They were so worried that they immediately took a bus from Nellore and came all the way to my room on Tuesday night. I wonder how, but on seeing them, I felt a great sense of relief. I turned as normal as I am! I had 2 quizzes, one on Wednesday and the other on Thursday and I could take both without much discomfort. Seeing that I am fine, my parents left on Wednesday afternoon after buying me 5 Tropicana Big tetra packs, 1 small tetra pack, 1 flask of mosambi juice - home made, 3 biscuit packets and 2 apples. I consumed every single thing happily in 2 days time.

The other report came on Thursday.
It said, "Dengue IgM +ve (11.71)" 
When I first read it, I thought it said "you are dead". It sounded that dreadful.

Thursday afternoon to evening was again a period of torture - I could experience all heat transfer equations LIVE! conduction from my body to the mattress via bed sheet; convection from my body to the surrounding air; radiation from my body to all over the room...
Again, my brother helped a lot by supplying fruit juices frequently.

Friday, I was normal as hell.
Saturday, again I was normal as hell.

Just when I thought that the fever subsided, Saturday night turned to be a nightmare! Sunday morning story repeated. Bed-sick in my brother`s AC bedroom, consuming fruit juices/glucose/electrol/water at the rate of 1 glass per hour, I somehow survived till Sunday morning. My parents took the pain of coming again and this time, I cried inside on seeing them - Happy tears. 

I went home with them on Sunday evening (in spite of having a quiz on Monday) and stayed there for 4 days. I gave another blood test there that showed Dengue is dying down but some infection is still present for which I was prescribed Antibiotics. Home is THE place to get refreshed. It is as if you press F5. I turned normal on Thursday and started back to Chennai.

This post is dedicated to all Dengue-effected patients in institute :P 

Things to remember during Dengue fever:

  • You can do nothing about it - So have patience and let it go off on its own
  • Fever follows an on and off cycle.
  • A head ache concentrated on the back of your eyes  may kill you.
  • Your taste buds will not work and you will loose appetite.
  • In case you consume cold juices as I did, you will get cold and because of that cold, you will get an extra head ache and fever.
  • If you dont get fever for 2 days, dont think that it is all over and do a head bath (yes, I did). You will be tortured even more!
  • Best thing to do - consume water-sleep-urinate-consume water-sleep-urinate and so on.

Monday, September 12, 2011

Bang banged Khabba, Khabba banged Bang

"Bang banged Khabba, Khabba banged Bang"

For more information on how to reconnect with Ganga Hostel, Pls follow this link : and also

Hi! Welcome to Ganga Hostel's IIT Madras......the home of  Gangasters. To the Gangaster, Ganga hostel is more than just a hostel. It is a second home, an identity, and to some, even a religion!

The charm of IIT life lies in the hostel life. This is where the journey of life begins, this is where the students who enter as individualistic mug-pots get the hang of living in the real world.

It is here that Ganga Hostel, which has a glorious history makes a difference. Ganga Hostel has an outstanding record in SchroeterTechsoc and  Lit-Soc. There is fierce pride about this and great efforts are taken to maintain that coveted status. The culture of competition and winning is imbibed into the hostelites by making them aware of this tradition and working for it. Passionate intra hostel competitions can be seen as well as frequent fundae sessions. Every hostelite is eager to contribute in some way or the other and thus the baton of success is carried forward. 

Even after all this, there is always the time for the corridor "fart" sessions, the hurried fundae sessions with friends before the exam, and cribs about life in general.
Ultimately, a lifelong bond and memories to cherish -  that's what GANGA is all about.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Random Buzz posts - 2

Never swallow shaving cream.


Moral of the day: Dont just watch a movie because the heroine is beautiful.


Mr. X intentionally bunked G slot only to get attendance in the succeeding A slot. He slept in the meanwhile and his friend woke him up just when his roll number was being called, and by the time he raised his voice, prof skipped to 22!

Who is Mr.X?
a) idiot
b) stupid
c) both


my laptop can pause windows installation and get back to old OS just like that


My love for developing India is increasing day by day but I really have no clue of what to do
except watching Swades movie and sweeping out my tears :-/


My name is Ravi and I am not an iitian.


Mech Department is the worst department.
Be it BTPs or electives or interns - It always tries to screw your life.

me: btw r u still in iitm or went back to ur place?
she: none of them
I´m right now in Norway
surrounded by snow
me: wow!
she: but even here there are friendly Indians inviting me to a chai


Maruthi 800 out; Muttiah 800 in...


Life has become so awkward that I am intentionally doing weird things so that I can blog/fb/tweet/buzz it.


Learn Shaping, Milling, Gear cutting etc., - you get nothing out of it;
Learn Shaving, Trimming, Hair cutting etc., - you can atleast open a barber shop !


Kinda like Napster?
Exactly like Napster.
What do you mean?
I founded Napster.
Sean parker founder Napster.
Nice to meet you
You are Sean Parker?! Oh my God, I just slept with Sean Parker?

I dont understand why she feels happy about it! :P ;)


Its because of the exponential increase in the number of "rainy" thoughts last night that created an actual rain today in this hot chennai !
Noetic science work !!!!


Its not a woman, but its a self-purchased bike that makes a man complete!


Japan will recover soon. After all, it recovered from Hiroshima-Nagasaki and became the third largest economy of the world!


inside Nerdvana -

GRT: We now have 100 likes for our FB page!

Kasa: 100 likes isnt cool, you know whats cool?
A billion likes!

GRT: oh crap


increasing online activity is taking me off the line!

In near future, if you google "Twitter", it would ask "Did you mean Abhinay Sali?"

I really dont understand why people take pride in saying "I have been to US"
Its like saying I have a home but I like living in my neighbour`s house.


I wish the theory of "robots ruling the world" is not so far.

If you like someone and he achieves something great, you name it "talent".
If you dont like someone and he achieves something great, you call it "Pure luck."


I looked into the mirror and for a moment, I believed in extra terrestrial life...
Later, I realized that I had a Gurunath haircut!


I just broke my personal record for the number of days I lived.


"I am the Dean that IITM deserves; but not the one it needs right now" - Dean Academics, IIT Madras


I did not know that " you can see friendship " between two people in fb !


I didnt know that someone in HOD office will take leave because it is Womens Day.


I dont want end sems.
I want "sem ends"


How about this? No more money in the world. Its all done only by your cards.
Banks will exist and maintain your accounts with just numbers. Whatever transaction you make, you make it with your card and the number gets higher/lower in your account.
Imagine how much paper can be saved :P


Height of addiction: I have a beard and I want to get rid of it; I am shaving it in photoshop.


Who is using google wave now? The forever alone guy.


Too much of social networking yesterday; I wanna do science networking today.


Tough to digest when your old school crush pings you after two years saying "Hi annaya"#experience


Watching many movies doesnt make you great @whosoever-is-concerned

The vehicle that creates the most horrible traffic jams is the Traffic police jeep.


the most insane, pointless one-liners will get the maximum comments #fact


The diff b/n private buses and Govt. trains - Passengers wait for the train to arrive; Private Buses waits for the passengers to arrive!


The best compliment I have ever received after showing my designs: "Man, this is phenomenal! Where have you been hiding all these days?" :)


 Sun, can you please show up on the sky sometime? I just need to dry my towel #Bangalore#forever-cloudy


Played angry birds in google+ Nailed it by placing 3 stars in all the stages in all the levels! :) \m/


nenu maaza taaginantha speed ga na bandi petrol taagesthondi


My first paycheck has a spelling mistake in my name.


My Book`s killer line - "Behind every winner, there is a woman. Behind every loser, there is a beautiful woman. I am a loser"


Lesson learnt: Never put away the precious one-liners of your to-be-novel in fb/twitter


listening to theme songs of cartoons in the 90s... I feel 90s people are most talented in music, art and creativity!


Infrastructure is beautiful only when it is amidst nature! #iitm


idhi chey ante chestha; ila chey antene naaku mandedhi #truestory


 I wsh al templs wer locatd in the outskirts of cty; I hate these trffcjams & near-stampedes near Sai Baba temple, Shivam road on thursdays


 I was online in my yesterday`s dream #forever-online


I hate "you-know-what-I-mean" dialogues; I seriously dont know what you mean unless you put it directly!


 I suddenly remember a psycho teacher of my school; When I was talking, he put a dot on the blackboard & asked me to find its circumference!


@ certain someone - just because you have completed reading a novel, it doesnt mean thats a good novel.


Found out the toughest job on earth!

It is to hold your weird, ugly and loud cough in a meeting with the Dean.


For a while, I thought I opened r#$#$ ; no! it`s facebook.


Customer : My dell laptop is burning my lap!
Dell Customer Care Center : Sir, that is why we call them notebooks. You are not supposed to place it on your lap.



1. "naanna pandule gunpuluga vasthai.. Simham single ga vasthundhi"

2. CEA fest, Amalgam, Forrays, Chemclave; Exebit - all happened at the same time;
Mechanica is from 12th-14th


At GC,

Some Tam stranger : Where is HSB?
Me (pointing in the right direction) : Go straight; It comes to your left
Stranger: What?! I heard its outside the campus?
Me: No, Its here... just a few steps away...
Stranger: No; My friend here told that its somewhere outside taramani gate
Me: What?! you are talking about Humanities and Sciences block, arent you?
Stranger: Humanities what? HSB is Hotel Saravana Bhavan
Me (to myself): oh crap


An year back, this same day, my inbox was filled with mails from orkut saying so-and-so wished you happy birthday; Today, just the name "orkut" was replaced by "facebook"!


ABN head once said, "people who are facebook addicts (netizens in general) always think of developing India in their posts, status, pics, videos etc. but those are the ones from whom one can expect the least betterment of the nation."

I guess it is true :-/

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