lifes' an abyss

I fall into the raging swells of the dark,
furious sea like an inept plunger
I feel freezing water enwrap me
swallowing me, drowning me, twisting me
pulling me into the fury of darkness below

I try desperately to break out of the dense swamp
I claw furiously at the heinous waves above
It impels me to the surface only to gasp a single breath
A gasp and I plummet downward into an abyss again
I feel the pain acknowledging my own panic

I work frantically against the gravity of the whirlpool
I try to see and perceive with my blinded eyes
I pray god, the silent observer, the uninvolved observer
Separated from the events but yet knowing all
Show me light, give me warmth, grant me peace

The sky lights up like an early dawn
and bestows upon me rays of hope and assurance
I break the surface, convulsing on top of the sea
I finally feel it, an object that moved with the sea, not sure though
I hold it and it drifts me to the silence of darkness...

do movies really inspire???

As a child, I grew up watching all sorts of patriotic tamil and hindi movies....Well ..to say...50% of movies were usually romance movies filled with scenes of hero running around trees behind the heroine....and the remaining 50% were patriotic movies which showed how the hero saves his country from the fists of terrorists, disables a bomb and rescues his mother and lover from the villian all at the same time, thus preventing a collateral damage... Other type of patriotic movies included exposure of the corruptions dominating our country, showing the hero fighting against it asking for justice with a 'moral of the story'-like message in the end...

Every so often Bollywood produces a rare gem like Rang De Basanti, a film that broke the mould by offering something more sophisticated than the standard musical melodrama. The movie successfully weaved historical facts with contemporary themes and characters. The strong performances from the ensemble cast was brilliant, all of whom were totally convincing as disillusioned youngsters learning the importance of personal sacrifice for the country...

Now comes the big Question...Do these movies really inspire??? I didnt see any riots against the corrupt politicians after the release of the movie....Neither did I see any movement started by group of students or the so-called future citizens of India...All I see is unnecessary riots against the theme or poster or name of the movie.. and that too even before the movie is released... So what is wrong with we people??? Are we afraid to sacrifice our lives for the betterment of our nation??? Wait a second.... Before that... Are we first ready to risk our college seat or job or something even smaller for that?? let alone risking our lives....

When our college suddenly started charging exuberant fees illegally, we did try to stand against them, tried talking to the management, had meetings and everything.. but moment the college said they wouldnt let us write our exams if we went on with it...we all backed off.... No one did anything against them henceforth... Are we such cowards??? I think we are.... The government employees of Chennai backed off from their stike when they were kicked off from their jobs by their chief minister and went back begging for jobs...These are just two examples that I have come across in my life... The actual list is a mile long....

What is democracy if we cant ask for justice without the fear of a backlash? What kind of system is this where justice is punished? Its time for us to stop being scared, to stop hiding behind the walls of anonymity, to stop fearing the ramifications of our fight, to stop tolerating all the injustices happening to us and speak up if we feel we are justified....

AGAIN (a poem by Teal Henderson)

If when you wake up in the morning,
And the hurting is go great,
You dont want to get out of bed
And face a world of hate.

If everything in life goes wrong
And nothing you do seems right,
You just try a little harder
And soon you'll see the light.

For every person who has put you down
And filled your life with pain,
You must strive to achieve greatness
And show them you can win.

For every disappointment,
For times you are let down,
There will be a better moment
And your life will turn around.

Because evryone feels heartache
And everyone feels pain,
But only those who have true courage
Can get up and try Again.

--- Teal Henderson

My last day as a teenager

Today is my Birthday...my 20th birthday... well..all I can say is ..Life is indeed on the fast lane... I am officially an adult today... Cant believe I am out of my teenage years even before I know it... Its sunday today..and I have nowhere to go... Thought I would pen down the feelings I had during my teen-years... (Some of the phrases were stolen from the Chicken Soup book I got as a prize for coming first in 11th std.. this was the only thing I used it for :))

Have you ever felt old enough to make a choice,
Relying completely on your inner-voice,
But, still young in many other ways,
Wanting a shoulder to cry on, during your tough days?

Have you ever felt old enough to pack your bag and go,
Wanting to see the world, refusing to forgo,
But, still young to want to stay at home,
Concluding the fact that you are just frolicsome?

Have you ever felt old enough for heart-felt pain,
Trying to be matured even during enormous strain,
But, still too young to find a cure for the blight,
Crying yourself to sleep at night?

Have you ever felt old enough to fall in love,
Wondering if its pure, trying hard to prove,
But, still too young to understand,
Whether this is real or a fantasy land?

Have you ever felt old enough to strive for reality,
Wishing your dreams to be fulfilled by your ability,
But, still young to sit beneath the stars,
Hoping for Angels to wipe your tears?

And now I sit here, awkward, unsure and half-baked
Trying my way to becoming something great
On my last day as a Teenager......

In search of a perfect gift

"What shall I give him?" I ponder
To make his natal day unforgettable
To see those stars dance in his eyes
"What exactly is a gift?" I now wonder

Its certainly not just sauntering into a gift shop
And walking out with a wraped parcel
Nor is it just watching them say thank you
And give a plastic smile which will ultimately stop

"What is it then?"Is it something that can make you adrift
just by hearing those thousand thank-yous
expressed by his eyes? Yes it is, it indeed is
I then start my venture, In search of a perfect gift

I try to speculate a list of those things he adores
Those he is obsessed with, those he craves for
Books, Planes, Tom clancy, Horoscopes, Souvenirs
With the list in my mind, I inspect all the nearby stores

"No not this, Please look for that particular one"
I beg the shopkeeper, forcing him to hunt all corners
He gives a disapproving nod uncooperatively
Not giving up, I move on to the next store alone

"Yep, Thats the one" My face lightens up
As my search finally comes to an end
"Gift wrap it" I say with a sense of accomplishment
I wait for the D-day as I fall onto my bed with a belly-flop

"Happy Birthday" I say as I hand him the shiny present
I see him hide his impatience and unwrap it neatly
I stand there doubting whether he will cherish my paltry parcel
Infront of his sis's four-figure gift that looked ornately brilliant

The doubt vanishes the moment he looks into my eyes
Its true, His eyes did say a thousand Thank-yous
With a rapturous smile he embraces me warmly
I pray God, not to snatch from me this moment of pure bliss

Life aint easy

Gone are those days when I used to make separate notebooks for every subject I had, when I used to look at the blackboard, when I used to listen to every sentence our prof taught, when I used to take down notes...
Slowly it degraded to making one notebook for every three subjects, looking at the blackboard after every 10 minutes, listening to only those profs who were strict and demanded attention and taking down only the points written on the blackboard...
and NOW....
I make one notebook for all the subjects. I dont know where the blackboard is hung in our class... I dont understand the language spoken by our profs... and I seriously fail to understand the strange symbols written on the board.. let alone taking down notes...

I dont know whether this is natural....but over the past few years I have learned to be an Autodidact.... and I prefer it to be that way... But life aint easy with it...

Well..it happened a couple of weeks back.... I was late to college as usual... (The college starts at 8:30 and I leave my house at 8:40).... Students who are late are made to stand outside the gate for one hour (something wierd to be done at a college level)... but I somehow managed to sneak in past the gatekeeper.... I consider that as a talent of mine...

My first lecture was TV and video engg. ...we call it TVV.. The prof was already there..obviously.... I really didnt want to go in... at the same time I didnt want my name to appear on the blacklist. So I reluctantly opened the door and asked, "May I come in, ma'am"...
She turned her head and looked at me... which made all other heads turn in my direction.... I felt awkward but stood there looking at her awaiting for a reply... She chose to let me in than to castigate infront of everyone....Good for both of us...

I walked in ignoring all that stares and searched for a seat to sit.... One bad disadvantage of being late to college is that you are left with no choice but to sit in the first bench.... It was clearly visible that only the first benches were untenanted.... Not giving up I kept looking... and noticed that there was one second bench where Vishy was sitting alone... I went and sat beside him..

I settled down...took out the only book from my bag and hunted for a pen... It was only after 2 minutes that I realised I never bring a pen to the college... Without asking for permission, I picked Vishy's pouch and took a pen from it.... I guess I was all set to write... but write what??? I looked at the board hoping to find something to copy.... All I could make out was that an alien from another planet had managed to enter our class and scribble something on the board.... I then decided to pretend to write something.... So I started drawing a scenary...

I suddenly started feeling that the time had stopped.... The hands in my watch werent moving....I took my eyes off my watch and continued with my scenary.... As I was trying to 'add life into my painting', Vishy came closer to me and whispered something into my ears... It was about the latest Eminem album 'Curtain call' . He said he had the CD... This was something worth talking about... I couldnt resist but ask him more about the songs... While the conversation was going on, our prof stopped talking and looked at us.... We quickly moved apart and contiued to pretend to write something.... She resumed her teaching... May be she again chose to keep quite and save her time than to castigate infront of everyone....

We waited till she turned back to the board... The moment she turned we resumed our talk about the best known rapper... He started telling how splendid the lyrics were and also sung a few lines... This whole thing was getting very interesting and I couldnt help but get closer and imbibe every word he was saying verbatim... We could see that she was again giving us vicious glances intermittently... We continued to pretend that we were indeed copying down everything from the board and everything that she was dictating... Least did we know that neither of us was a consummate actor...

As the talks on how the voice of Dido and that of Eminem blended in a song called 'Stan' was going on.. I heard something that made me feel as if a migraine just hit me... "I want to see both of your notebooks after this lecture" She was looking at us with those same monsterous eyes which are worse than basilisk's eyes... I looked down into my notebook and all I found was a half drawn scenary and some lyrics of Eminem's song.... I was happy to see that I had managed to copy down a few sentences she dictated but the handwriting was worse than an alien's...I started thinking of what to do next to escape from this whole thing... May be I can tear these pages off and copy down 4 pages of diagrams and notes in 5 minutes..........May be I cant... I sat there cursing every person I met that morning... Why didnt I catch fever last night?? Why didnt the gatekeeper catch me sneaking?? Why did she let me in the first place?? Why did I sit with Vishy?? and last but not the least.. Why did Eminem make such a wonderful album??... I knew that wasnt all.. I braced for another reprimand...After she was done with that day's lecture, she opened her file to take down the attendence... As she was flipping through the pages, she looked at us and said, "Its not a rule that you have to copy down everything I say, but you too have been talking continuously through out the lecture"... I gave out a sigh of relief.... atleast she wont check our notebooks...Now I can finish my scenary...sigh...
But as I said... Life aint that easy... The trouble didnt get over with that... She turned vindictive..
"Ok..tell me...Why are surrations added to vertical sync pulse?"
In english please..
Our silence exuded the fact that we had no clue about it...
"Dont know" We muttered under our breath..
"Ok..Check your notebook then.."
"I didnt bring my notebook today"..Vishy said..
"What about you?"
I hunted for a better excuse but decided to stick with the same
"I forgot to bring my notebook too" As if I had one....
I could see electric shocks coming out of her eyes... She then started taking attendence.. I was not going to leave it that way... I kept thinking for a better excuse... Something striked me... I told Vishy we could tell her that we were talking about our 4th year project and that we had problems going on with our group... He agreed..

When she left the class..we followed her and called out "ma'am"..she turned back... Vishy rambled on and on with that excuse of mine... She kept staring... It was so apparent that we were lying...I knew this canard would be useless... and she knew that... Darn..we just made things worse... Me and my ideas...
"I didnt expect this sort of behavior from you guys...If I dont see you two talking about your project during the break..I am going to punish you"
I tried to muster some words for an apology..i tried to show my feeling of penitence... but decided to stay with... "I am sorry ma'am".. How insipid....She left without saying anything.... which said everything... like "you guys are going to suffer" , "wait till I give you your termworks", "you will suffer eternal perdition" etc etc....
I turned back and started walking towards my class ... What a day.. Why dont they let us do whatever we want? It's a democratic country afterall...I was tired of Drudgery.. Life would be heaven if all lectures were self-study type especially for an autodidact like me...

A Vacation I missed

Couldnt resist writing this after reading four enormous blogs written by a friend of mine about his trip to a small placid place called Kihim. (Wonderful article perfectly written with hell lotta pics and GRE words in it...:-) ) For him the vacation trip was a 'home away from home' but for me it was a 'home still in my home'.... if you didnt get any of these you need to know my story..

Its a tradition in our college to go for an industrial visit after the 5th semester exams. Not any ordinary IV but a trip which ranges from 2 days to 7 days...(mind you...its just called Industrial visit for namesake..actually its anything but an Industrial visit...)

My class started deciding for the IV ever since the beginning of that sem. We had a poll on which place to go for the IV... 95% voted for GOA.. (Goa???..Industrial visit??? Industries in Goa??? huh!!!!! ..If beaches and bars were considered as industries..Then Goa could be an ideal choice for the IV..)..The other 5% voted for places like Kerala, Bangalore and Hyderabad. But obvious GOA was made final...

Having never gone for such a trip with my friends before..I desperately wanted to go.. Getting permission from my parents was not a problem at all... Naveen took responsibility and arranged the whole trip for us.. On the last day of the sem he came to all of us individually and asked whether we were coming for the trip... I waited for my chance to say 'Yes'... but before I could do that Mehul came and told me that no one from their group (yes...we have groups in our class) would be going because they (lets name them the 'first benchers') thought they cant have fun with the p-k group (A group which stays away from our group both physically and socially) as it would be better if we plan our own trip and not go to goa with them.... I stood there speechless not knowing what to do.. I thought for a minute and actually felt that mehul was right.. I never liked that p-k group too... but wait a second... my other friends (lets name them the 'last benchers') are going too.. so what do I do???

Not knowing whether to say yes or no.. I asked Vishy.. He couldnt come up with a possible solution... I gave another thought about it and decided to say 'No'...( A decision which I still regret).. The 'last benchers' came to know about that and few of them took the pain to call me up and tried to force me to change my decision.... I didnt want them know that I wasnt coming because I would be going to some other place with the 'first benchers'..That would be pure treachery... So I lied.. I told them that I had to go to my native place with my parents ( this wasnt a complete lie..though...I indeed had such plans.. but that was way after the trip...they never coincided).. They stopped pestering me after that...

The exams started and I buried myself into big engineering books...Even after all that tension I couldnt help dreaming about the trip I would be going after the exams... ( We will do this ...We will do that...) I inserted conversations about the trip when I called up my friends on the pretext of asking doubts.. I tried giving ideas of places where we could go... This showed how excited I was... I couldnt wait for my exams to get over... Nothing could go wrong... NOTHING..

Days flew by..(not so easily though) and the last exam came... Got screwed up big time.. I made myself calm down after knowing that everyone else screwed up too... and then as usual after the last exam we went to a restaurant to eat something... The 'last benchers' went to a place called ghatkopar and the 'first benchers' went to chembur.. I decided to go with the first benchers.. On the way I got a call from Kinnar asking me to come to ghatkopar.. As usual I made up something and didnt go.. (Lying became an integral part of my life)..In the restaurant, after everyone was done with the imprecating of paper setter..we started the topic of our trip...

Aditya suddenly turned his head..looked at me and said "Hey..you cant come....Its an 'All Boys Trip'" Those three words made my heart sink...(What do you mean 'All Boys Trip'???? I didnt give up the Goa trip for nothing!!) I sat there speechless, not out of happiness but out of confusion... I didnt know what to say..I could have started an affray..an irrefragable argument... but I didnt..There was no point... Good bye..beaches..Good bye.. beach resort.. Good bye..Wine (Yes..I was planning to taste wine)...and Good bye..Vacation...

Even after that I didnt give up...(May be it was only Adi's crazy idea...may be others didnt feel the way Adi did)..I waited for someone to call me up and ask me to come to the trip with them... I ended up just waiting... and sitting at home watching everyone else go on trip to scintillating places.. And to make things worse..Kuresh and Kinnar who went to Goa kept messaging me about the marvelous time they were having there and Vishy who went to Kihim called me up one day even before I woke up and started telling me what terrific time they had the day before on the beach... I could do nothing but sit on my bed incapacitated, listening to them having the time of their life..... There was nothing I could do...NOTHING

This was indeed a vacation I missed or should I say 'messed'..
Moral of the story:- ........ (Is there one???)

Gem in Junk

Most of times I ignore the numerous forwards that fill in my inbox like bullets from all directions... courtesy :- The unlimited storage space of my gmail account... But just yesterday I read this amazing forward and felt as if it was a gem in the junk..

This forward would have made Nelson Mandela proud of what he did to this world..It goes something like this...

When I am born, I am black
When I grow, I am black
When I blush, I am black
When I am cold, I am black
When I am sick, I am black
When I die, I am still black

BUT
When you are born, you are pink
When you grow, you are white
When you blush, you are red
When you are cold, you are blue
When you are sick, you are green
When you die, you are grey

AND YOU CALL ME COLOURED!!!!!

MADvertisements

We all know that Advertisements have become an integral part of our lives... Listen to the radio ..you hear Ads.. Watch television..you see Ads... Go to a theatre..you see Ads.. Read a newspaper.. you see Ads.. In short their bottomline is "Wherever you go, Our Advertisements follow" (which incidently is similar to a catchline of a telecom company Ad..)

Try watching a 2 hours movie on the television and you'll end up sitting infront of the idiot box for 4 hours... courtesy:-The numerous Advertisements... Try watching a 30 min soap opera.. you will end up watching 20 min of advertisements and 10 min of program in between..

Well..Ads are meant to implement a newfangled product in the market... and to show the various uses of it... Earlier they were good and nice.. but now-a days they are...er....indiscernible.. They just dont make sense.. Consider this..

A guy goes into a company for an interview... He sits through the interview confidently.. He comes out of the room with a smirk on his face.. And in the end he finds out that the job is swept away by some other nerd who is not even qualified enough.. Totally shocked he asks the MD of the company..
"Dont you think this is unfair?? That guy is not even qualified.. I deserve this job.."
For this the MD replies.."Agreed.... you are more qualified than him... but look at his shirt.. Its white as heaven... and look at yours... did you ever wash it?"
HUH!!!!!
"Look at my shirt... Thats why I am the MD of this company"
(Thank you Mr.MD..I wont forget to bring my white kurtas instead of my certificates from next time).
They indeed try to make our life easier... If a glass of milk or food made from a particular oil can make me the topper of my class and a pinch of salt can make me a pilot.. why the heck should I break my head.......Life would be heaven then..

Some people prefer to go for far-famed personalities to be the brand ambassadors for their products.. One obvious example would be our own Mr.Big B.. He has starred in various commercials for products like Cars, Banks, Chocolates, Chavanprash, Pain relief balm, washing powders, soft drinks, hajmola and even hair oils (so desperate huh!!!) Now I know the reasons that caused his stomach infection:
Not enough Chavanprash
Too much soft drinks
Not enough Hajmola
Worms in the chocolates (Beware Mr.B)

Some commecials start with a song and end with one.. Finally you end up either wondering what the whole Ad was about or humming the tune for the rest of the day... Some commercials even has a 'To be continued..' in the end.. Some are cute and some are funny.. Our shampoo commercials have more graphics than that used for movies like "The Jurrassic Park" or "The Star Wars"..
One of my best Ads is that of 'San frasisco Jeans' where a guy refuses to go to heaven just because he didnt want to get off those jeans and wear white instead..Was kinda cool..haha...The following commercials were voted as the best Ads of the year 2005..
Toyota Innova 'Aamir Khan'
Surf Excel 'Daag achche hain'
Bajaj Avenger 'I feel Like God'
Coca Cola 'Piyo Sar Utha Ke'



Advertising has become one of the nascent industries which is becoming more and more popular day by day... May it be a piece on the radio or a full version on the TV or just a banner on the highway... each one is different and creative in its own term.. It can make you laugh, cry, relish, cogitate or just snub off..... Life without advertisements can be equally bad and good..

TELESPEAK-Help or Trouble??

Just read an article on problems caused by Telespeak... Having gone through this telespeak thing for 100 times over the past few days .... I decided to write something on it...

Now a days 95% of all helplines and customer care services start with a computerised voice.. "To continue with english please dial 1..Hindi ke liye do dabaye (for hindi dial 2)" Certainly nice to know that they are trying to break the language barrier here... Then comes a few more options and finally you to get to hear "To speak to the customer care executive please dial 9" and then the ringing starts.. you heave a sigh of relief...Instead of hearing a person's voice you hear "You are in the queue position 14.. Your call is important to us... please be on a hold"..Oh my gosh ..
Was that the executive?? Since when did the executive turn into a computer...lol...and if our call was so important they must have installed more number of phones to avoid the so called 'Queues'... They play one of their advertisements to hmmm..entertain us..Am I getting entertained??..I dont think so.. The Queue position goes on decreasing as you desperately wait for the executive to speak up 12..10..9..8.........4..2.....tring ..tring..."Hello...This is the blah blah helpline center..may I help you?"
..Duh..I know its the blah blah helpline centre..Thats precisely why I called you... So can you tell me _____________? You wont believe I waited for so long just to hear.."I am sorry ma'am..I am quite not familiar with that offer...Please leave your phone number..I'll get to you as soon as I get the details..Thank you for calling and have a nice day"...#"£$%^&#..I just wasted my precious 10minutes of my life..and you expect me to have a nice day..lol..(But to be honest..this has just happened once..I usually get the answers I am looking for)

Leaving all this apart.. at some point in your life you should feel thankful that these computers have replaced those office secretaries..Try calling someone in a company... Obviously you first need to cross the hurdle of the secretaries to reach him..

About nine of every ten secretaries will repond "Sorry, he is not in his seat "
Well..Where is he then? under the table? Inside the closet? behind the couch? Where???

Another option for the earlier one is more dramatic.."He's gone"
Oh my god....Its terrible..When did this happen? and HOW? You almost feel like sending a condolence message and as you begin to commiserate you realise he has only gone out of the office...Duh!!!!

Another favourite is "He has left"
I am so sorry to hear that..What happened??? An affray with his boss???
'Left' can mean left for lunch, left for the day, left the company, left the country....Take your pick???

A very common telespeak torture is from the office operator who moves you directly from the ringing to music..tring tring....hmmmmmmm..la la la trum ra ra rum...and finally you get a hello just before you dose off to sleep..
Yeah..is this the blah blah company?
"Yes"
Ok...er..Can I speak to the MD?
"Hold"
(Hold What?? lady)
Back comes the music ..followed by a second voice "Hello!!"
Is that the MD's office?
Yes
Well..Can I speak to him?
"He's out"
Out?? Out of what..money?, patience? or just the office..lol

hehe Trust me.....These things can be funny, confusing and troublesome all at the same time..

KING SIZE-II

" Amazing.... Never thought It would be so good.... Trust me...Its not any other Marvel-Comic-ish movie like spiderman and others....Its so realistic that I wouldnt mind watching it for another 10 times over and over...Wanna come??? " a friend of mine couldnt resist calling me up and give an instant review about the movie the moment he stepped out of the theatre.. A smile and a nodd...This was all I could give at the other end of the phone...

Having watched the trailor of the movie KING KONG on the TV..I kind of couldnt agree with the word 'Realistic' he gave... It just reminded me of any other hollywood movie which enlarges the size of a real creature and feature it in the movie..

The first one of that kind I saw was ANACONDA... Though the size of the anaconda was normal..but because I was a small girl..I saw it as an enlarged snake.. The movie was about a group of people who go to a forest hunting for an anaconda..Least did they know that they were the ones being hunted...Though the movie was not scary or anything.. the scene where the snake swallows a man completly and then spits him out was kind of scary and funny at the same time..
There are other movies like EIGHT LEGGED FREAKS where the spiders were made 1000 times bigger... and human beings looked like insects instead...One with an enlarged crocodile was LAKE PLACID...There was one more in which all the small creatures available on planet were made bigger than human beings.. couldnt watch it with all those cockroaches in it...eeeww.. they are just so irritating...

Then there are movies in which these animals are shown as the hero of the movie rather than the beast which is ready to pounce on people. KING KONG is one such movie... Another was MIGHTY JOE YOUNG which was similar to KING KONG....

Its interesting to see these animals as hero (or villian ) and do stunts too.. gives you a break from those typical hindi movies where people are given fixed roles ( a hero always remains a hero and so does a villian ).. But if you notice one thing.. these animals are more intelligent than you can think of... they stalk people better than our hindi movie villians, they know how to turn the knob and open the door decently.. and last but not the least they can play hide and seek...

Even after these movies are so unrealistic and exagerated.. I should agree with the fact that the graphics are mind blowing and watching them in a theatre does send a chill down through your spine and makes you grasp your seat with fear...It will indeed be worth the money you spend on it.

PANI PURI- The pride of Mumbai

Well... Long time..no blogs... I am this weird creature who doesnt write blogs when free and writes one when busy with exams... lol... Basically I was out of topics... But just yeasterday a very special friend of mine said, "Even your craziest topics turns out to be a very creative blog"...( If he says so..) So here I go with another crazy topic... PANI PURI....

For those who dont know what pani puri is ..Pani puri is an Indian dish basically originated from Mumbai which is spicy, hot, sweet and crispy all at the same time.. Fried puri forms the crispy part... sweet chutney forms the sweet part.. lol..obviously.. thats why its called sweet chutney.. it is made from dates, tamarind etc etc..(cant give you the recipe..I just know how to eat ..cant COOK)..the dal and the so called pani forms the spicy part of it... its called pani because its made in a watery form using pudina and god knows what all...

After making all these its still not over... Its a very complicated algorithm to assemble all these stuff into one piece and then eat it... the algorithm flows something like this..
Step1: Take the puri and make a small hole (approx 2cm dia) on top of it.
Step2: Take little bit of channa (which can be replaced by either potato or moong dal) in a spoon and fill it inside the puri.
Warning: dont fill the whole puri with it.
Step3: Take one tablespoon of sweet chutney and put it inside the puri.
Step4: Take 3 to 4 tablespoons of pani and fill the remaining space in puri with it. (If you want to eat it the Indian way..just take the puri in your hands and dip the whole puri inside the container containing the pani)

Phew... wasnt that tiresome... Trust me the pani puri wallahs do more work than the waiters in a five star hotel and deserve more tips for their service..

Now unlike every other dish in this world the problem doesnt get over with the cooking part.. eating it needs more skill than cooking... trust me eating a pani puri is tougher than eating any dish in this world with a fork and a knife.. After you assemble the pani puri using the above mentioned algorithm.. just dont think about anything and stuff the puri inside your mouth (and dont look into the mirror after you stuff your face). and remember to be quick.. Coz the pani will be dripping out of the puri and its a long journey from the plate to your mouth.. so see to it that there atleast some pani left in it.. and after you stuff it into your mouth the pani will be dripping out from your mouth.. so be ready with a napkin..(Dont ever think of biting the puri into half and eating decently... those things never work with pani puri).

Well....thats about it... those who havent tried out the pani puri thing yet...please go out and have one... No one can afford to miss this..

NUMBERS

NUMBERS

Let me first ask you a question.....
Six guinea pigs injected with 0.5mg of a medication took an average 15.4 secs to fall asleep with an unbiased standard deviation 2.2 secs, while six other guinea pigs injected with 1.5mg of the medication took on an average 11.2 secs to fall asleep with an unbiased standard deviation 2.6 secs. Use 5% level of significance to test the null hypothesis that the difference in dosage has no effect.

This aint any timbuktu lingua..(How I wish it was....) but a sum which is included in the Applied maths subject of semester 5 in our university...
Well....The subject is called Applied mathematics....hmmm..... does that mean maths that can be applied?? ( To find out wether those unfortunate six guinea pigs can fall asleep with a slight change in medication??? lol.... duh!! I think i have better things to do in life)

Basically i am trying to vent out all my anger on today's maths paper which was horribly set... could attempt only about 50% of the paper... totally sucked... i guess the paper setter tried to vent out all his anger on the paper... Personally I think the paper setters and the checkers must be made to go on a lovely beautiful vacation before they do their job...

But other than finding out the effects of a medication on guinea pigs... mathematics can be applied to much much much more interesting fields in our life... I saw a brand new series in AXN called 'NUMBERS'( based on a true story ) where theres this guy who can solve a case (even a case like murder mystery) just by making use of maths.. wow....incredible.. mind blowing... how can one possibly do that!!!!.. Never knew Applied maths had such interesting applications...

I bet we students will love to solve problems involving murbers and thefts rather than to find out what happens to guinea pigs if they were given a little less medication.....

UnTiTlEd...(I rather not name it)

Well....When I first thought of creating a blog page of my own..I decided to write down everything that I think, everything that is present in my mind.....so here I go again....

Did you know that the width of one word used in IAS computer system is 40 bits wide...it supporta single address system( I am sorry but this is exactly what is there in my mind at a time like this).....MIPS RX000 is a RISC (Reduced instruction set computer) whose instruction formats are of constant length ..may be 32 bits long..(who cares anyways....I dont) where as Motorola 680X0 is a CISC (Complex instruction set computer) whose instruction format's length varies from 16 bits to 80 bits.....

And did you know that there are two types of control units -- Hardwired control unit and micro-programmed control unit... In Hardwired control unit a finite state machine is used to get the instructions, check the status signal and give out control signals accordingly..whereas in the microprogrammed control unit (Also called as Wilke's control unit. Wilke like every other scientist named his invention after him..duh....havent they ever heard of shakespeare say "What's in a name? " btw..even shakespeare himself wrote down his name below that quote of his....huh) makes use of micro-intsruction stored in control memory to give out control signals...

And did you know that bus arbitration can be done in three ways namely daisy chain method, polling and indenpendent requesting.....(They do have interesting names ..dont they)

Whow.....you are still reading this??? I am impressed....For more informations refer Computer Oraganization and Architecture by John.P.Hayes.... (A big book which makes me feel proud of myself....Its not often that I take a big reference book written by a foreign author and actually study from it)

Am I mixing up something here??? Well...I think I have actually ended up writing blogs in my exams and answers in my blogs....lol....hope the checker likes my blog...lol (Phew....I do need to take a break.....desperately waiting for my exams to get over)

Is it real??? -- Part 3 (lol)

Well..Continuing with evil spirits.....I am not sure wether people do get possessed by evil spirits....But I know Computers can get possessed by them.... Coz My Computer has been possessed by an evil spirit... or should I say e-evil spirit...lol

The computer originally belong to my brother who used it when he stayed in the hostel... and after his college got over , he passed on the computer to me...

In the beginning it was good but after sometime strange things started happenening...really spooky....One day suddenly the computer refused to start or should I say boot... I called a computer servicer and got it checked... he said that the SMPS wasnt working and needs to be replaced.... I then got a new SMPS and got it fixed... Really happy with myself I switched on the comp.. but the problem didnt get over here..Yeah the comp started but didnt log in to windows as it said that there were errors in the harddisks.... Why me??? That was the first thing that came to my mind... not wanting to waste more money I went and asked a computer genius friend of mine to fix the hard disk.... and he did it for me...May GOD bless him...
Again happy , I connected the harddisk and switched on the comp... The smile in my lips turned to a frown as the computer didnt start for the third time in row... WHY ME??? This time it echoed.... I couldnt help but call another servicer just to find out that my 256 MB RAM blew up and needs to be replaced..... One fine day I got the RAM replaced and my computer started working perfectly like before..

But it wasnt that happy ending moment like they show it in movies... Yeah I got the Hardware problems fixed but the evil spirit got into the software and is still troubling me... The Windows 98 OS doesnt work because some files are supposedly missing... My computer has a virus when I never downloaded anything from the net.. the Yahoo messenger just refuses to let me chat with others.. as it even that doesnt work.... i dont have the strength to understand the errors it shows...and Now the evil has got into the Printer...If I try to print some document .. it does print but instead of the document it prints something with strange symbols and everything... May be the evil spirit is trying to communicate with me... But because of my Exams I couldnt decode the symbols... will try to do it later....

After all this I think I shouldnt have called all those computer servicers and wasted my money.. I should have rather called a witch docter...

And now i know I am possessed Oh..sorry..obssessed with evil spirits.....lol

Is it real??? -- Part 2

My first blog was about evil spirits.. dont you think another obvious question arises... DO YOU BELEIVE IN GOD??? After all god is just a good version of evil.. Ask me that question and I would say...Hmm...Er...Well..ookkk...Well....hehe..this is enough to prove that i am skeptic about god too... but if its a straight yes or no question. I would say...YES, I BELEIVE IN GOD... But on second thoughts I should say I am Agnostic too...(Shhh....Hope my parents dont read this by any chance... being born into a religious south indian family I dare not say such a thing) But yeah..I am agnostic...Like I said its in the psychology of a person.. When a person keeps faith in god he gets a feeling that there is someone above him who is there to protect him, someone who is there to help him out during his difficult times.. this feeling gives him a sense of security which keeps him confident and less stressful.. So when you can get good feelings by keeping faith on someone why say no.... I have faith in god and it gives me confidence to face the world.. which makes me say ... YES, I BELEIVE IN GOD.................

Is it real???

Well...This is my first ever blog.. Since I am completely topicless.. i have decided to write something about this TV show I saw yesterday.. I have this habit of watching the idiot box everyday while i am having my dinner.. I usually watch some cartoons or english movies at that time but yesterday I decided to see something different and jumped into NAT GEO.. They were showing a program called IS IT REAL?? where they investigate on some mysterious topic.. The topic that day was about Evil spirits.. many people actually claimed that they were possessed by evil spirits atleast once in their life.. and there was this another guy who claims that he can get rid of those evil spirits.. He showed how he did that.. the people he was working on made strange noises, talked rubbish and did various other weird things.. but ultimately got cured by his spells or watever he was saying.. It was indeed good to see but does make you think twice or thrice or even more...

Well..If you ask me wether I believe in evil spirits..I would say..I certainly dont... Basically I am very skeptic about everything.. I just dont go around believing everything that people say or everything that I watch in TV.. For me even seeing is not believing because what you may see infront of you can always be deceiving..it can be a trick, a prank or anything scientific... For example, we now have something called an invisibility cloak.. (as in if you wear it you'll go invisible ).. Something which was there only in fairy tales and cartoons is now there in reality... Thats why I dont believe everything I see... So unless and until i am completely convinced that the thing going on infront of my eyes is not a trick i am not going to believe it...... Infact I have seen such cases but because of me being very skeptic about everything..i am still looking for more proofs.....

Personally..I think it the psychological problem of the person which makes him think that he has been possessed by an evil spirit.. its the person himself who creates such a feeling inside himself.. so its in his psycology and there is no such thing as evil spirits..

When asked WHY PSYCHOLOGY?? I heard this somewhere on the TV that few weeks after the movie THE EXORCIST was released many people started getting possessed by evil spirits.. If evil spirits were real why did they wait till the movie was released??? So what could have happened was people who saw that horror movie must have got scared and must have started imagining and hallucinating things...... Its completely natural.. I still remember... the first time I saw a horror movie I fell ill... So evil spirits are just hallucinations created by our own mind and nothing else.....