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midsems/endsems always bring out the writer in me. i need a escape route and here on blogger i find solace.

7 things that i love doing

1. wandering. i just love travelling and meeting new people
2. seeing advertisments and criticizing its creative content
3. reading. novels. trivia. newspapers. magazines
4. collecting junk.
5. music(in any form) and reading about rock bands
6. trying out new dishes(mostly nonveg).
7. having an opinion about everything

7 things i want to do in life

1. retire at 40 and spend rest of my life travelling.
2. join an advertisement agency
3. have a startup of my own and sell it for million dollars
4. bring out a revolution...a social one.
5. fly
6. have a farmland
7. write a book

7 traits of the female i want to settle with

1. should be intelectually stimulating
2. have a great sense of humour...and must have the ability to laugh out loud
3. should love to travel
4. should be argumentative...life dull nahi hona chaiye
5. should be highly experimentative
6. should understand the kid in me
7. should understand that at times i need to withdraw myself from the world to rediscover myself

7 things i cant do

1. sing and dance
2. keep my mind on one particular thing and being focused
3. physical exercise
4. take a bath everyday
5. keep things organized
6. sit idle
7. stop wondering about how things work


7 favourite angrezi songs of mine (not necessarily in the order given)

1. stairway to heaven- led zep
2. wish you were here- pink floyd
3. high hopes- floyd
4. soldiers of fortue- deep purple
5. freebird- lynard skynard
6. i want to break free- queen
7. take away my pain- dream theatre
special mention : shine on your crazy diamonds...all the parts together is a treat!

7 people i admire the most

1. richard branson
2. vijay malya
3. hugh hefner
4. larry elison
5. steve jobs
6. prasoon joshi
7. nandan nilkeni

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AISA bhi hota hai: PART I

Railways and trains have something against me. They dont like me. or..forget it.no grumblings.
I have had wonderful experiences in train in past one year. the latest one has got me so pissed off that i have decided to write all the experiences. but sure trains dont like me!

i ll begin wid the most intresting one coz i may loose the tempo to write and the plan may b scrapped alltogether.so i ll log the most intresting thingy first.

Experience I:

Nix was thoroughly bored with his life. pata nahi kuch maaza nahi aa raha tha life me.i was busy like hell wid life.classes bhi jaa raha tha in this sem(though only 2 weeks till now).but something was missing.

Flashback to endsems of 3rd sem...met a very old friend of mine on orkut. i had never seen/spoken to/thought of to this bandi in last 8 years and then i find her on orkut.voila!

I had a huge huge crush on her in class 5. fir kya tha..made frantic calls to almost everybody i know and finally dug out her fone no.[kolkata me jo hai wo :)].just for records..no sentiments for her anymore but its so nice talking to old pals! flashback ends.

last weekend (ya shayad during the week) ye hua:jaisa pehle bola..was really bored wid life.orkutwa pe bhatiyate hue with her we planned to meet on sunday. news spread like fire. NIKHIL DATE PE GOING TO KOLKATA!! pressure was natural :D . whatever. sunday morning.i take a bath..i wanted to skip the bath but decided to take a bath for 2 reasons

1. 14th jan..makar sankranti festival. bola jaata hai ki u shud take bath on makar.
2. 15th december: last when i had a bath. maazak nahi kar raha hoon.it was one month since a wash and i decided to plunge!

khair.nahaya..shave bhi kiya. urban ka ironed shirt udhar liya.jacket bhi.aur naye + clean socks aswell.deo aur gel lagaya. bag uthaya. i was reading 'the google story at that time'.so kept it in my bag..aur chal diye kolkata. train was at 1.45pm. JUST caught the train. local train rush...run run run.somehow grab a seat..and woo...finally headin towards kol. google story nikala and started reading the final chapters of it. never looked up-down-left AND right. by 3.15 i was done wid my book. an hour of journey was still left so i decided to engage my neighbour in a conversation.gult tha wo. i asked him 'kalkatta kitne der me aayega?'. he looked at me very inquisitively and asked 'kaun si jagah?'. 'kalkatta' i reply. and he is like unable to comprehend.

????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

then comes a reply.."YE TRAIN TO HYDERABAD JAA RAHI HAI".

mazaak chal raha hai kya? nopes. the train was headed to hyd.i was in a wrong train.peacefully headed in the opposite direction.sulk sulk and sulk..my first reaction was ..abe yaar koi sutta do pehle! tabhi airtel ka msg aaya

"Airtel welcomes you to orrisa" fuck airtel!!

koi nahi ..damage control begins. i msg back to my friend in kol nd call off the plans for evening. ask people around how i can go back to kgp and/or kol. thodi si kismat saath thi..got down at balsore station at orrisa..somehow escape the ticket-checker at the gate and get a ticket back to kgp. while i can have a cup of tea, 2 fags and a bottle of water and click a pic of balasore station, train headed to kgp and kol comes. i hop on. curse myself. then laugh and then some more curse!





ek galti aur ho gayi thi..told parived of the incident on fone. mere kgp aane ke pehle half of the kgp knew what a jerk i have been!! raat ko kshitij meeting me i was the laughing stock..thanks to baniya, urban and kanodia. kisi kutte ne heads ko bhi bata diya tha :(

agle din jo mile...so puche ' aur date kaisi rahi?' main bolun...bataunga yaar..khush?? bata diya naa date kaisi rahi!

anyways..yaar dont question my IQ.average hi hai yaar..kabhi kabhi ho jaata hai :P

waise the trip was very enlightening

1. chandipur beach is only 2 hrs from kgp by train. to go there get down at balasore railway station :D

2. urban (arnav yadav) se kabhi bhi kuch udhar mat lo. locha hota hai. i borrowed clothes..kolkata ki jagah orrisa pahuch gaya. and this is not one off incident. other people have also succumbed to his badduawien.
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to yeh tha railways kaand no. 1..3-4 aur hain. tempo hua to to more on them will come.. :D

corections......

hey i am studying various algorithms for the first time in my life! and man they are so sexy!! simple and yet so elegant- all of them. u know i dont go to classes and even if i go to classes i jus sleep over.. so i had no idea this course can be so fascinating. last week me and raghav did a project on hashing and huffman codes. that actually for the first time made me feel that it can be an intresting topic!

and now the endsem exams 2moro has mage me "google" various algos and i am simply loving studying them. its 4am already and there is no trace of sleep.

how i repent not goin to classes of gp rajashekhar!

koi nahi hota hai. aur sab fundae hain...kal se fir track pe aa jaunga :D

so not to worry mates.

happy AL-going!

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Last man laughing!

whoooow

what a day.i knew nothing in the discrete maths paper today..well almost :D

but poor invigilation and some too good friends have made sure that i pass this course! ya baby i m not gonna flunk!

but the load is still not over. got algortihms 2moro. all those algorithms are so sexy, though not turning me on...lets see how i do 2moro.

after that i jus have 2 2credit courses left of which i have "given up" one..

fuck man! lets get over wid this crap. bahut hua ab!

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knockin on heaven's door

Hi all



it has been a tuf week till now. endsems on..and i m knockin on heavens door.

2 down and 4 more to go. got discret mathematics 2moro and man it sucks bigtime!

so its gonna be a long nite for me..mug baby mug if u want to pass!

thats all..i ll tell u folks 2moro how i do or flunk or whatever..

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rain rain..

Rain, rain, go away.
Come again some other fucking day.
dont screw my day today.

Rain, rain, go away.
Come again some other day.
Little nikhil and and for heavens sake
the entire kgp wants to play,

Rain in the class rooms,
and rain in the labs,
And rain on the diro's house,
sweep that fucker away.


Rain, rain, go away,
Come again some other day,
If you don't, I don't care,
I'll pull down your underwear!

to dad,with love..

it was a saturday morning.dad was to return from haridwar from another work tour.
he drove 200kms.reached delhi.went to office prepared a presentation.already 7 in the evening.
mind it ,it was saturday-official holiday. sent me a few forwards.he still had the tempo to do that.

on way home went to the fish market to get some fish.he sometimes cooks fish for us.tonite we were to have that treat.
after a tough day..he still had the energy to chat and joke like its a fresh morning.we had neighbours for tea.it was already past 10pmwhen they left.he begins to cook.delicious cookin as ever.he is laughing and joking all along.helps mom with the chores after a fab maach-bhaat dinner.
he then sleeps like a baby only to get up next morning with his infectious energy.

12hrs on a holiday.this post is to acknowledge my love for u.u have always inpired me with ur fundas of life.and work.and everything.every moment spent with u is a learning experience.
u brought me that pair of roller-skates when i was 5 and introducd me to the world skating.u gifted me a pair on airgun and i learnt shooting.not many kids have that fun in life.

at times u irritate me.we have had our share of fights but u have always treated me like an indivisual and not as a kid.it is u who has taught me that being outspoken and being true is more important than being politically correct though the later helps at times.

dad i owe a lot to you.thank u for teaching me so many things about life..