Engineered

Porxyology: The best subject I have ever learned from my seniors, no matter how long they kept me full Monty and how many blood clots and fractures i have acknowledged during ragging. I believe this kind of ragging is no more active. But i still love them. Believe me, anti ragging committee is the biggest ragging group in the college.

Topology: The best method to copy an engineering drawing sheet, no drafters, no roller scales, no calculators and no brain usage. Just a bucket, a lamp and a plane mirror. Who the hell derived E=MC2, let me topo it.

Vital Stats: Arrange last ten years question papers before examination. Apply all the permutations and combinations to arrive at your own strategic examination paper, else go ahead and read the entire syllabus, check out how many cigarettes you are left with in case of a night out. Alarm clock comes into picture then.

Zero or Hundred (No random variables): I still believe in this funda…Either I want to be at the pinnacle of something or at the bottom watching the next door sexy girl with voluptuous figure…Let me teach her the figure zero mantra.

Revolutions Per Joint (RPJ): If you are fond of reading books, just throw them right away, roll up a joint and tune in floyd or Jim Morrison… now measure the torque experienced by your charged brain. No calci, no regression or correlation, no Java, .net or SPSS…where the fuck is my flying machine…:)

Combo Tech: Have you ever seen hardcore drunkards swilling alcohol like anything or a big time doper, tell me?? Now tell me have you ever seen an extremely studious guy, a branch topper, you must be saying, yes, of course man what’s new in that. But you will never expect a fusion of these two qualities in a single person; yes they do exist. I still wonder how they managed it.

Disco: The disciplinary committee is always a pain in the ass when you want to do something meaningful and creative. Five to six old asses teaching you how to behave in this shrewd world…but they do have a frustration of not enjoyed life during their college days… poor guys...

Disclaimer: Any views or opinions presented in this post are solely those of the college trends and do not necessarily represent those of the author. The post contains a random load of nonsense and is not intended to apply in your personal life…:) Copyright by Thoughts and Me…The last person who copied my stuff now walks with a limp and speaks with a lisp… Kidding..:)

Analog Nostalgia

As a child i used to watch old Hindi movies where the hero would be the driver’s son, whose life is eclipsed with the clouds of poverty, but still he would wear good clothes , don’t know how. At some point of time, may be in the first half of the movie he comes across his father’s employer’s sexy daughter while helping his dad at work. Then what, he gets his mission in life. He does all sort of nautanki to amuse, flirt and attract the heroine. The heroine would have one more Aashik who will then prevent her from the hero’s intension and serve the screen as the villain.

Before the interval, things will be pretty smooth; love birds will chase each other on hills, parks and boats. But in the second half some tragedy or the other reared its ugly ass as the heroine would come to know about the hero’s economic status, she would then apply all the 4P’s of marketing to convince her dad to accept the hero. Slow version of a happy song will be played in the background. And the best part is that when they make love, the camera will be focused on the sunrise, now it’s our imagination or you may call it sleaziness to understand how they ended their intensive lust. But now the times have changed, so the Indian film industry….But I still get nostalgic when I watch an old movie on the television. Movies like Akhiyo ke zharokhe se, Aashiqui, Kabhi Haan Kabhi Na and Khalnayak (I am a die hard fan of Sanju Baba) are still remembered today no matter how many item songs rakhi sawat does to grab public attention.

With this i remember a song from Raju Ban Gaya Gentleman. It starts with lines “Tu mere sath sath Aasman ke age chal”.

“Husn se bhi haseen hai kwab meri jindagi ke, Is khusi se pare hai mod aur bhi khushi ke.
Mein dekhta nahi kabhi idhar udhar, bas apni manzilo pe hai meri nazar, dekh mujhko mere Humsufar…”

just love it man…Old is always gold or may be I am turning old. Hahhhaaaa

Cheers!

Bin Tere Sanam

It’s been almost 8 hours that I have not touched a cigarette, now; you must be thinking what is so great in that. But people who try to give up smoking know what it takes to drag that felling away, at least for me it’s awful, it’s too much now. Damn it, I still feel like having a fag. I am still confused which song to hear, Cold turkey or Cigarettes and Alcohol, cool cool cool otherwise, Noel and Liam will start smacking each other again :D

Award..!

I am extremely happy to receive one more award from Gautam, i cannot express my happiness. Thanks a lot man.

So going with the rules, i have to pass this award to more friends, which is as follows,

Komal
Niveditha

Rules:
The award, post it on your blog together with the name of the person who has granted the award, and his or her blog link.Pass the award to other blogs that you’ve newly discovered.Remember to contact the bloggers to let them know they have been chosen for this award.
Cheers!

Vision 2010

Where is that ego and attitude when we puffed up with pride about India as a super power by 2010. Do you remember the BRIC report formulated by Goldman Sachs, which predicted that India and three others (Brazil, Russia and China) would rule the global economic pie chart in the coming years? Has the global financial meltdown eclipsed the growth or we just enjoy boasting our low price haggling skills.

India dreamt of the “Vision 2010” to make the country a global force and one of the largest contributors of technology, exports and manufacturing in the world. The key element in achieving this significant success highlights the importance of an economic freedom, education to ensure sustained productivity, shelter to preserve the human dignity, managing population and creating a competitive infrastructure.

Small and medium-sized enterprises are the backbone of the Indian economy. It is a major source of revenue which plays an important role in enabling India to compete in the world markets. The information and communication technologies (ICT) have witnessed a rapid growth in the past, which still makes India proud. But the industry is still insecure with the feasibility of technology and ERP implementations in the production processes, lack of government incentives and investment opportunities. Just developing business parks and special economic zones will not internationalize India.

Is this all a castle in the air? Remember that 2010 is just a few months away and the biggest challenge which lay in front of us now is to overcome the current recessionary force. An elixir to such situation is to develop a knowledge-centered society that creates new opportunities, developing a safety net which will safeguard employees from loosing jobs through reforms, restructuring of business organizations and up gradation of core infrastructure in all spheres of the economy. Else wait for China to bombard India with more toys and watches :)

September

I was high in my dream with my libido until I heard a loud knock on my door that jolted me awake, I woke up drowsy with the late night beer romp. A friend of mine barged into my room as soon as I opened the door. “Holi hai”, two more friends followed him to greet me with colors. I smacked one of them hard for being so abrupt and not giving me enough time to resist myself from their stupid behavior. Chalo chalo bahar chalte hai lets gulp a few glasses of bhang before we decide where to head. I opted out of the plan pretending that I have to meet my girlfriend and decided to go off to sleep and continue with the interrupted dream. I hated playing Holi and meticulously fooled them and dragged myself to the bed. But I could not save my old Nike t-shirt which Sameer managed to put on before leaving my room. Fucker, I cursed and banged my hand hard on bed.

I was sleeping peacefully till I heard loud voices, screaming the names of the friends who wanted me to accompany them to celebrate Holi. Then some one screamed call warden, fast, do it fast guys, please don’t inform lets talk to his father first. I supposed these guys have done something miserable and went ouside my room to solve the matter. I was late. Very late. Someone informed me that Sameer drowned in the dam with one more guy. I tried to concentrate again what I was hearing that time. I asked some more guys about it. I will not be able to describe you how I felt that moment. I loved them, it was my gang, we dreamt of girls, life, family and everything that made us happy. In the evening they brought their bodies to the hostel, I saw Sameer in my t-shirt that proclaimed “just do it”. My heart still bleeds when I remember it. I wish I had pulled you back. I love you Sameer, I miss you a lot dear. Happy Birthday!

Guns and Guts

A major partition, two deadly wars and the threat of terrorism still haunts India even after celebrating sixty-two years of democratic freedom, a few days back. Ever since the partition in 1947, India and Pakistan have been arch rivals over the long-running issue of Jammu and Kashmir. There seems no end but slaughtering millions of innocent people, satisfying geographical ego.

India spends millions of rupees on developing new technologies to stay ahead in the global-competitive race. On the contrary, Pakistan incurs millions on importing cheap arms and ammunition and modifying their third grade technology to echo optimism. One country is marching ahead with a brunt of terrorism, while the other keeps no coin unturned in pulling it back by spitting fire and destruction.

Nations have edged up their education system, geographic collaborations are visible in science and technology, but these two countries have still the same mindset when it comes to religion and history. Still behaving like kids fighting over a doll and threatening with mera paas ye hai-tere paas kya hai mentality. It will continue hampering economic development of both the countries, if the diplomatic curtain is not raised at this alarming stage. Accepting the LOC as the actual border in Kashmir would be the kick start to a meaningful discussion, else wait for the bomb to sabotage you through hell.

Amen!

Honoured Again

I am kind of overwhelmed with the awards i have been receiving from my friends. This time i have bagged two more from Niveditha. Thanks, Thanks and Thanks for liking my blog.

Now I would like to pass on this award to the following blogger friends. Here is the list,

1. Anwin
2. Akash
3. Komal
4. Kiran
5. Tabitha
6. Sugandha
7. Archana

Thanks once again to all of you guys. you deserve it.

Award

It’s my honour to be in the master list of members in the international bloggers community. Thanks to Anwin, who awarded me with this and I am sure I will maintain the same spirit to express my ideas and experience in this space.

Going with the rules, I will have to do the following things,

* Link the person who tagged you
* Copy the image above, the rules and the questionnaire in this post
* Post this in one or all of your blogs
* Answer the four questions following these Rules
* Recruit at least seven (7) friends on your Blog Roll by sharing this with them
* Come back to BLoGGiSTa iNFo CoRNeR (PLEASE DO NOT CHANGE THIS LINK) at http://bloggistame.blogspot.com and leave the URL of your Post in order for you/your Blog to be added to the Master List
* Have Fun!

Questions & Your Answers:

1. The person who tagged you: Anwin
2. His/her site's title and URL: http://anw.in
3. Date when you were tagged: 8 Aug 2009
4. Persons I tagged:

I would now like to pass on this award to the some more active writers on this blogosphere.

• Sugandha
• Komal
• Akash
• Khushi
• Gautam
• Jigar
• Niveditha

Cheers!

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