Statutory Warning: Vivas are injurious to health

I have been appearing for vivas for the past 3 days and I have reasons to prove why vivas are injurious to an engineering student's health:
Reason 1: It breaks your bubble, when you realise that the least bit of knowledge you thought you had was actually 'fiction'!
Reason 2: Its a birthday wish come true for all those professors that you have been mocking for
the last 6 months or years! They devise all techniques possible to mince you into pieces.
Reason 3: At the end of the day, we all know that we "don't know ANYTHING".Its 100 times more easier to guess,frame, derive and use an ever so useful imagination in a written exam.
Reason 4: It ruins the peace ,harmony, tranquility of our lives. Added stress levels are harmful for young,budding,growing people who have other significant issues to worry about in this
world rather than to sit and study for useless vivas!
Reason 5: Its all so dependent on luck:-D
Closing note: Let us all unite and pledge never to utter a word in vivas to eradicate this social evil forever!

Connections

9th of November and not a single post!
Not my fault.The days seem to have less than 24 hours,seriously!
I talked to my best friend yesterday for about an hour and half. The best part is it always gives me a lot of pleasure to talk to my closest friends. They make me forget all my worries,stresses,exams. The ridiculous jokes and laughs we share make me feel in a different world altogether as if that is where I actually belong and want to be right now...free,happy,relaxed,jolly. There are just a handful of people you know who are reliable and trustworthy. No matter what,why and where, these people make you happy every time and you can be your true 'self' with them. It rarely happens when you get the chance to let yourself out completely and smile right from within.Lucky me, I get to do that on a daily basis now!!!

Saw 8 'musical'

When you meet your old friends who know you much better than you yourself, can help you in knowing your changes. Like for eg. I met my friend today and my new girlish version was pointed to me repeatedly again and again. The "you look like a girl"/"your strong girly deo gets me"/"you are acting like a blond" were instances enough. Funny as it seems how 3 years back I was told "you walk like a boy"/"you talk like a boy"/"you dress like a boy"/"you catch like a boy"...and I thought they were demeaning then.
So,my new phase makes my old friends react as if they are watching a Saw musical:-D

P.S: Radz, scale of 10...rate me for my pinkness today(high pitch included)???

Lecture doodles

The Bride

First rough draft - 19/04/05



On canvas( 4 years later)- July 2009

Final painting(framed)

Celebrity

Blue

Home Coming

'Oct'ail Mocktail

A week long diwali vacation can make an engineering student to get creative at home. To add to it, becoming a bartender has often crossed my mind. But due to unavoidable circumstances i.e as a vulnerable maiden(note : I am blinking my eyes when I say this) that too living in a dry state, I'll have to be contended with non alcoholic 'Pina caloda' saturated with soda. Anyway, cut it out...

With immense pride and pleasure I present to you my first ever mocktail- OCTAIL
Ingredients:

• Apple juice

• Mango nectar

• Honey

• Lemon

• Soda( I used sprite for this)

Recipe:
Fill a glass with ice cubes. Add 4-5 ml mango nectar, 1 teaspoon honey, 5-10 ml apple juice.
Squeeze a sliced lemon into it. Shake it well. Take soda in a separate glass and strain your mixture into it.
TADAA...

Morose October

I did not write a single happy blog this month. Its not a healthy sign. Blogs are supposed to bring out positivity and a vent to all my frustrations. But I have to write whats on my mind which is why it means that I am being pessimist. October wasn't that bad too-
-I got a 3 page 'special' writeup which are keeping me sane today:-P
-I was a runner up in the debate competition(I was good though;-))
-My old friends called me many a times and I know I am not forgotten
-Diwali was fun!
-I finished New Moon(599 pages,big deal!)
-Wake up Sidd is a fantastic movie

Two India's

It was Diwali yesterday.I never gave it a thought but I am pretty much fond of this festival. I stay cleaner(not the case in holi),I have never been allergic to the smoke and am not effected much by the noise too, I am not scared of crackers anymore (never had a lethal experience actually...). After I ran out of all the stock of crackers we bought, we drove around the city to enjoy the sights and sounds of Diwali.
This was when I noticed the contrasting picture of Two India's:
There were the well-to-do families who spent lavishly in almost everything possible;their gorgeous attires,the diamond studded platinum & gold jewelery, the gifts,the cars,the sweets and exclusively on the crackers. The shopowners in their areas contributed in lakhs to spend on firecrackers that are burst at midnight on new year.The night sky fills with bright colours and substitutes for a blank canvas that puts up the best light shows to witness. You can only sit back to gape at the sky all night.
The other side co-existed right there beside us.They were ignored as always.Hungry, thirsty,naked,helpless...POOR. Forget a sweet, they couldn't even afford a morsel that night neither for themselves not for their infants. They sat craning their necks high towards the sky too, knowing thousands of money was spent tonight; but to wonder if only...

Hamster

feed my lil hamster,please.he worked all day

Austere!! who???

You see god made man requiring very basic needs-food,shelter,clothes,love,friendship,happiness.
Then man progressed adding things to his cart on and on ...money,sex,mansion,cars,diamonds studded jewelery,jacuzzi,indoor swimming pool,beauty treatments,plastic surgeries,5 star hotels,expensive holiday resorts,lavish parties, etc.. There is no limit to our greeds. You either wish to be rich or richer but no poorer. So the big question of austerity in recent days seems all the more outdated. The slogan is :"If you have it,you simply take it". Its impractical for us to expect from a bunch of opportunists to idealize their movements and lessen their luxuries for the sake of a hungry mass who reside in the same country as yours.

FRY-day

I turned down bro's offer to watch district-9 today.God! I wish I hadn't after watching the trailers now. So, random thoughts for the day.....................................
1.Why do ants bite me always right between my fingers where it hurts most??? Funny how these tiny creatures know the weak spots too.
2.97% of your mailbox is filled with stupid forwards. When forwarded half of them claim that your 'true love' call you that night and when not you get haunted or face bad luck(bite me plz ........ ants!!!!!)
3.When you start noticing dust on your table,you know you are starting to study
4. Multiflavoured burps do not mean a good meal. It shows a bad digestion.
5. Hospitals not just treat you when you are sick,they send you feeling 'sick' for a long long... time
6.cc/day is a huge figure(embedded in memory cell)

The judgement between right & wrong is never for one person to decide. Whats wrong for me is right to them, the best for me is worst for them. Its an ironic world out there....pretentious that you are uncared for anything. They will leave you alone torn,disgusted,hurt without noticing you even for once coiled up in a corner. But the golden rule is to abide by their rules and not yours. Live for 'them',not for yourself. 'Them' who??? 'them' those who won't even visit your grave after you die, and when they will die won't have nothing much to look back,who are confused of their own existence,who are living the same rules for each other.

Isn't it surprising how a happy state of mind makes you keep thinking positive even though everything may not go perfectly.Hours of head toiling over an infinite course,missing out a precious attendance, hard work in vain,insecurity for a lack of knowledge,a quiz prelim round that seemed more like losing a lottery......microscopic to me now.The equation is simple if all that you ever wanted is right beside you,there isn't much you will need and things don't bother you anymore.
------------------------------MOGAMBO KHUSH HAI!!!-----------------------------------------

Asphyxia

Tied to a chair and my mouth is taped too.I am losing out on oxygen and I might suffocate to pass out anytime soon. Letting my body fight till the last breath possible, even though it has done its part till every extent but my mind won't let it accept defeat. The rope bruises my skin but I am preparing to break free. The cheeks have marks of tears like dry rivers that flowed once. The irony of my situation lies in my struggle to escape whereas it is as comfortable as it should be in that chair if I do not move an inch. The more I move, the more it pains. Why can't I simply lay back and relax? Why can't I convince my inflated ego to learn and accept things the way things are meant to be? Why is it so hard to be what I am???

Pepper Spray moment

You know searching on internet about techniques of self defense aren't gonna work for you when you need them the most. Probability of failing the 'Kick at the crotch' is 2/3 due to less practice and height difference, the pocket swiss army knife will get stuck because you are nervous.the pepper spray can be instead snatched from your own hands and misused on you(omg!!!!). Most importantly what makes you think the molesters will never read stuff on net and predict your moves. Damn it, its a win-win situation for them but we are bound to live on optimist hopes

'Idling'

idle adj.(idler,idlest) : not spent or filled with activity;unemployed; doing nothing.

• v. (idles,idling.idled)
• DERIVATIVES idleness
• n. idler

I found out that the personality framing process is highly influenced by the way we spent our free hours.Every now and then we are blessed with free time(say twice during weekends) but it significantly matters on us how well we utilize or waste them.These are mere choices that we make to widen our hobbies or polish the dull corners of our mind.Here is a contrasting picture of what I should do and what I actually do-

Ideal v/s Idle
1. Wake up early and jog 1.Sleep till your alarm coughs out that it can't
snooze anymore.
2.Read the newspaper till it finishes 2.Brush and read the comic strip(only)
simultaneously
3.Eat breakfast in 15-20 mins 3.Extend breakfast so long that you can call it a
brunch while watching a 2-3 hour movie
4.Read a book 4. Play on the pc till lunch
5.A half hour bath is enough 5.Bathe till you have finished the water tanks
6.Lunch is for filling a diet 6.Its a tiring task:-(
7.Write a blog 7.Sleep till it gets dark
8.Play the guitar,solve a problem,paint,learn something,anything ..........
8.Google for things like "how to spend quality
time during free hours":-P

Does a near to death experience make your entire life flash right before your eyes??? hell yeah if its true, I am so ready to try it. But it won't serve the purpose if I jump infront of a high speed vehicle na. ummm...this sweetdish is really good. I joined twitter yesterday. These social networking sites are ruining the youth!!! What is up with the young people? Who is going to serve the country now? I won't definitely. I'll join orkut,facebook,twitter....gaga gugu and make optimum use of high speed broadband facility downloading entertaining stuff, talking to a bunch of online friends who do the same and study for semester exams 5 days before they start.Pass my engineering to join a company and hoping to work overseas. Ah...I didn't maybe you should join the defences after reading this.

Top 10 reasons why you should be single

10.Your friends get to know you better because you spend more time with them
9. You don't have to worry about hiding things from your parents
8.You are least bothered about your appearance
7.You can flirt with whoever you want
6.You aren't leashed. You can watch your movies alone!
5.You don't have to spend money buying her stuff(if you are a boy)
You won't be indebted to anyone(if you are a girl)
4.You can sleep for hours without stress
3.You get your 'me-time' to self introspect.Discover your hidden talents.
2.Your phone bills are 10 times less.
1.Freedom

14 days thoughts

hmmmmm....the last blog i had written was back in 2nd June which clearly means I am preoccupied by something significant and neglecting my daily blogs. Hence, I do not wish to do anymore injustice to my dear blog and pen down my pending thoughts -
1.Have you ever noticed how trial mirrors make you look thin when you are NOT! They bluff and mislead you to buy that garment you are trying on which might not be a good idea.
2.I was walking near the main road when I heard this man crying loudly while riding on his bike.That struck me: isn't it the best idea to shed your tears when you are down and upset. You are riding at 60km/hr and by the time people around notice you weeping bitter tears of remorse, you would have already left the spot and won't meet them again to get embarrassed.
3.What you do, comes back to you a.k.a in hindi Karmaphal . So, don't ever hurt,cheat,betray someone's trust,insult(if not required;-)),neglect and abandon someone unless you want the same to happen to you. Its not an advice, but my stated fact.
4.Read today's paper and I conclude:Shiney Ahuja saves team India from the media bashing.Sometimes it makes me wonder, is it the public who are growing dumb or the media which loves to act dumber. Sparing out NDTV & Headlines today(please don't call me biased!) , seriously I am not interested to know if Rakhi Sawant dumped her loser boyfriend or about dhongi babas and AIDS phelane wali ladki!!!!!! There is a reason why we watch news channels and raise your TRPs - because we trust your sensibilties to cover news(that are worth it and matter to us).
5.There are a lot of advantages if you have fallen for a vampire.

On Cloud nine

Now I know why its called cloud 9.(thank you google!). So, I haven't written a single blog in May. Sheesh...thats like wastage of some great thoughts that came to my mind all in the month of 'May'. But May has been really special and I am blissed!!!
hmmm...so god is fair.Here is a piece of advice-
when you seem to be running around the mountain to no avail, sumone up there throws down a rope asking you to catch it. Make sure you do.

My version of 'The room on the roof'

I changed the ending of the book 'The Room on the roof' by Ruskin Bond. Nope,I don't do such things for pleasure.It was an assignment and when I read it again after completing it I realized it sounds more like a sad gay love story. All comments acceptable.

………CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

Kishen woke up Rusty with a jerk on his hand.

‘You plan to spend the day lying here idle! Get up, freshen up. We have a journey to make. We are returning home.’

‘What about your father, Kishen? Don’t you think you should inform him before leaving for Dehra?’

Kishen flinched at the mention of Mr.Kapoor. He did not reply to Rusty’s question for he considered it irrelevant at the moment. They got onto a ferry boat and Rusty enjoyed the boat ride across the river absorbing all sights & sounds around. The boat was crowded and Kishen smiled at him, grasping his hand tightly. They reached the station and Rusty waited while Kishen disappeared and returned with two 3rd class compartment tickets. Rusty did not wish to inquire where and how those tickets came from.

On the way they talked of old days..Somi..Suri..Ranbir…the picnic…and the unpredictable future that lied ahead. Rusty told Kishen that he had planned to move to England after visiting him. Both of them deliberately avoided to remind each other of the sole person whose absence had emptied the joy out of their lives and they went mum for the rest of the journey. Lost in their own thoughts, they preferred looking out of the window. They were sound asleep when they reached Dehradun station and suddenly sat upright by the hustle & bustle at the platform. They got down and Kishen took a deep breath with a smile so visible across his face that it stretched from one cheek to other. Rusty felt a satisfaction within without knowing the reason for it.

‘You can’t leave your roots and pretend to live like a refugee forever.’ said Kishen catching his eye with Rusty. The statement left Rusty thinking over & over again.

They reached home and rushed inside as if they raced to a common goal. The smell of the furniture dampened by the rain, the cupboards, the floor brought back nostalgic memories to Kishen. They decided to go to the chaat shop. As they sat there counting the money left in their pockets, the chaatwala recognized them. He waved and said ‘The treat is on me today. A homecoming present for you Kishen babu’. People nearby started to talk about them and this gave Kishen a pride to help him find his lost identity back. He abruptly said ‘I’ll take the responsibility of sending you to England, Rusty. You brought me back to where I belong and I owe you this one.’ Rusty went speechless for a while because he wasn’t expecting Kishen to undergo such a drastic change moments after reaching Dehra.

Days passed by, Kishen worked as a mechanic in the cycle repairing shop and Rusty took tuitions. They let the house on a lease agreement to a family who had shifted to Dehra and they lived together in the room on the roof. Kishen saved all the rent money and one day handed it all to Rusty. He requested him to take it when Rusty straight away refused to touch it and pleaded him to search for his origin in England. They went through an emotional disagreement for a couple of days and finally Rusty agreed to leave for England.

On the last day, they laughed, then cried and then hugged each other knowing that a lifelong bond was already established. Kishen advised him to take up writing seriously. Rusty promised he would return and take Kishen out of all the misery just like he did 5 years ago. The last they saw of each other was at the station, waving till the train disappeared at the turn. Kishen was left all alone and he cried shuddered in his loneliness. He remembered that they had discovered a chest full of whiskey and old wine while cleaning the house. He reached out at the closet where they had stored them. He gulped down some whiskey and enjoyed it because it helped him to forget about Rusty…his mother…his ill-fated life.

His drinking habits worsened and he couldn’t even pay his debts at the wine shop. He roamed around in the bazaar…slept on the streets at night…his clothes began to wear out and people looked at him with mixed emotions of spite & sympathy.

When the chaat wala walked upto him offering a aloo tikki wrapped in a banana leaf, he did not open his eyes, smiled and asked ‘ Two more for my Rusty. He will be arriving anytime soon’.

dy/dx

Assuming the journey of life is like travelling uphill, the slope is getting steeper everyday. The trick is to keep going on & climbing up. Right now I seem to be running around the mountain covering no vertical distance.Things hit me and sacrificing the kajol is sheepish.I would like to quote:
"Dreams are not mere excuses to escape reality.Its because there is nothing really interesting in reality that you need a better resort elsewhere". A daily two hours of bus journey gives me ample time to sit and ponder on blown out of proportion issues-a dormant romance,grades,wolves,donkeys.....ask myself questions -what can I do to give it back to those qualified SOBs?why am I burning my skin at 45 deg C and rather not living in an igloo?Tantrums right!But its overwhelming when my friends tolerate them and still call me a princess! Its anyday better to follow Goths civilization;no walls but the best combat skills.
P.S-thx Govindu:-P

Ran out of tears........

Having a hard time does not mean you need to blame your luck. They say god balances suffering with good things. ya sure, I think I have waited so long that I have even forgotten what was I doing in the first place. Its stupid to keep believing now that god is fair. Its hard if you are suffering but you could thrive on people's sympathy, it gets more harder if the person you love suffers and you can't do anything about it. You no longer need a dictionary to understand helplessness then. Keep convincing yourself that you are a fighter....gud fighter. Don't let out those tears cause they make your eyes swell and its not visually appealing.(humor at times of crisis,works for me anyday);-)

Le Marche des Fleurs

Time:11:33 pm
The title perhaps means "to walk on a bed of flowers". Its printed on my night suit. Ironically, I had
quite a tiring day and now I wish to sleep and push away all that stress cause my energy has exhausted. Engineering is stressful, funny & illogical at times. You'll keep asking yourself if reading about crystals defects will ever prove useful to you in future. Actually majority of the course is never beneficial to professionals. You just have to drag your ass for 4 years(or more) and graduate as a bachelor of tech., learn sincerely what they teach during the training and bingo you are already working....but one things for sure you won't remember what was laplace function!
Its pretty pointless to learn binary addition when the scientific calculator has already been invented.k I got more to say but am really running short of energy.gn...

stone cold

I made an analysis and here is a piece of reality check which is statistically true in all of my cases. Gratitude; is something you read long back in 5th in moral science textbooks-not applicable in real life. Its a nasty world out there and just one step away for people to turn into cannibals and eat each other. Humanity is near to extinction. No offence to those who still believe in it. Let your feelings out only if you are willing to get mocked later. Funny as it seems but some people seek pleasure in others distress. The wolves get whatever they set their eyes upon and the donkeys keep braying.Superficiality rules any day, so shut up and digest it. Love uh yes...an over-rated,over used and often misinterpreted word.9 out of 10 teenagers believe they are in love.The kids don't realize its a myth.Face it 'pink princess' he'll never come rushing for you at the airport!!! Parents kicked out of their own homes, siblings fighting for a piece of land and all the filthy local crime news............... I wonder why hallmark makes all the red coloured heart shaped cards.The filmmakers have exploited it so much that sensitive fools start believing in it.
:-(

Time: 6:03 am
I should be studying right now, but I am not(tee hee...). wow blog can be written in different fonts too!!! shit its getting on my head.
I was reading about flow meters, something to do with measuring the flow rates. Then I realized that I am so slow when it comes to finishing my course.Its not effective time utilisation. I'll study for exactly 8 mins with full concentration,get exhausted feeling proud of myself and then take a break for another 2 hours.
I think I had logged on to write about my last night's dream.But I don't remember anything now.
hmmm....

Stick Figure Family

Make your Stick Figure Family at FreeFlashToys.com

Date : 5th April '09
Time: 2:22 pm

I just had my bath and my hair has not dried yet.The water tank is placed on the roof,so I had a boiling water shower. Pardon me, this is my first blog 'ever'. I am drinking a mixture of apple & litchi juice,which I prepared for myself. It smells great and the two tastes come distinct on my tongue. My mouse isn't working properly and I have to bang it on the mousepad at times. Anyway, coming to the point.....whats the point???
-Why did I title my blog 'mind planning for an exile'
You see this is a year old blog with 0 posts. Here I am back after my exile and am planning to put down my daily thoughts in words now. My friend Radhika convinced me to write this and even though I don't expect many readers, nonetheless I wish to derive satisfaction out of my blogs and keep an account of my views and analyze them after 20 years.
-signing off
Aishwarya:-)