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Girls: Are you sure??

{ October 11, 2009 @ 7:26 am } · { Uncategorized }
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When I was thinking over this topic, I knew what I was writing about. But then, when I wrote it all, I wasn’t sure!

You can’t be!

When you are thinking about a girl, you are never sure!! Well, ‘thinking’ is just one thing.

You are not sure even when you write,talk, listen, read, drink, eat, watch,breathe etc about girls.

Oh! Oh! I’m even not sure about how to do half of the things I mentioned above.!!

But then, as boys are, I tried to be sure. So, I tried to do some ‘research’. I wonder if all the boys do it but I am sure that they all will agree on this.

I got to know that, it’s not only the boys who are not sure about girls. Instead, the reasearch in itself gave me a reason. The conclusion of the research was very funny but, as a matter of fact, is true.

Let me be SURE(shoaar :P ) about this that i’m not accusing anyone here.
It is what it is!!!

And  the other person not sure about a girl is, off course,without doubt, the girl herself..!! :O

Want some proof!! I got it for you.

  • You want a guy to be serious for you, if at all, but when a guy happens to be, he is IGNORED.
  • And if you say you are the other type, why then when a guy flirts or tries to flirt, you go ‘ eeeEEEWWWWW!! How cheap..!!’
  • Keep on cursing the boys. ‘Boys are this,boys are that and all of them are the same.’
    But then why always end up dating a guy?

    This above fact might not be true for the dating thing, but for sure every girl starts liking a guy one day..!
    Or may be not…
    You know what I mean..? :P

  • Confused, if someone asks something. I mean when it is not thought of.
    Lets take an example. And this is a real life example, not including me.

    ‘Hey Riya! I needed to talk.’

    ‘Yeah Rahul. Say it.’

    ‘Well,umm…I love you.’

    ‘Oh!’ Now what to say? :O

    After few seconds of being in a shock and not even thinking about what to say,she opens up again.

    ‘I…I’msorry Rahul,but I never thought about you like that.’ So think!!When do you really do that??!!??

    After some time, when the boy is ignored for a few days, the girls actually realizes the truth. She actually doesn’t like ignoring him! But , instead, she likes him!
    So, she finds a suitable situation, she finally talks to him.

    ‘ HEy Rahul?’

    ‘ I wonder if I should say this or not….’ still not sure..? ‘…but, I wanted to tell this to you.’

    ‘yes Riya…go on.’

    ‘Ilove you too.’

But you may still say, “It was a happy ending afterall.” :)

Well, yes. But life would be a little less miserable for everyone,if you be sure.
I say everyone, because even boys would feel better. ;)

To say the least, it’s not unknown, that boys have a tendency to think about girls. Yes , we think about you, but we are sure about what we are thinking about you, what our feelings are, but not about what you think.

And to end it, as every girl realizes in the end(I suppose!), not every guy is same as no girl is..!

PS:I wonder I am still confused about them :P

PS:Will girls comment on this one?

PS:I would love to see some.  :P

PS:T20 CHAMPIONS LEAGUE TAGLINE SHOULD BE CHANGED FROM “diwali hogi cup wali” TO “cup wahan hoga jahan na hogi diwali” :P

PS: This joke sucked but it criticised ;)

PS:rock on!!!

URGE TO HELP THE POOR???

{ May 15, 2009 @ 7:25 am } · { Uncategorized }
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ISSUED IN PUBLIC INTEREST BY OUTLOOKING LIFE!!!

 

 

I am very a poor guy. I have only one FZR and that was also gifted to me by my father, something like one year back. The government has raised petroleum prices, thus forcing me to stop following girls on the road. Ten girlfriends left me because of this shortage of money and now I only have 5 left. :(

Previously, I used to buy original DVDs, but now I can only afford to buy C.Ds. I used to party every night, but now they happen only alternate days.

Believe me, I am getting bankrupt. I have only a million left with me and I  have to pass 4 years of my college life.! Parth is my friend and he has promised to help me and thus will give me 1 paisa/click (how selfish!) on his blog that is outlooking life, so please please please read his blog and help me.

I hope you will read his blog more often just because you want to help me, although he writes crap.!

 

 

THANK YOU VERY MUCH PARTH FOR DOING THIS FOR ME.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               PS: don’t mention that my friend :P                                                  
PS:atlast I am able to update.
PS: next update coming in one day..

PS: rock on!! and plz do help th poor. :P

Indore to Shivpuri with Imran Khan_______II

{ January 4, 2009 @ 7:22 am } · { Uncategorized }
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“anyways I am Imran Khan” He said with a smile.

“I am Parth Walunjkar”

Not many people I am with on my way to home have been telling there names. May be I am a lil’ scary.!

“where are you heading to?” He genuiningly asked.

“Gwalior. AND you?”

“Shivpuri.”

“I am a student. What do you do?”

“I am a mechanic. Come to shivpuri and ask for Imran. Everyone know me there.” Wasn’t that too much!

“oh good.! So, you work for any company or you got your own workshop.”

“No I work for someone.”

“kewl.”

“Anyways Prath bhai. you were right saying that we are the one to blame.”

“Its parth.”

“Oh sorry! Parth bhai. you were right.”

“Yeah. But who cares to think this way. we just blame everyone else and away as soon as we can.”

“hmmm….quiet right. This is what happens every now and then in India. We get bombed somewhere or the other and the blame game starts. “

“Hindus blaming muslims for the blast but I suspect if there are hindus involved.!”

“In this mumbai attacks also??”

“Yeah may be.”

” i tell you .there may be only muslims in those attacks. I hate muslims because of this.” I was surprised to hear those words from a muslim.

“you are also a muslim. right?”

“yeah I am. But the point is those terrorists aren’t muslims then. Because my religion isn’t the one which teaches all this. My most friends are hindu. you know shivpuri is a place with hindus in majority. So, its obvious. But I fear even my friends might have doubt on me, just because I am a muslim, just because the terrorists are muslims.” Impressed!!!

“may be you are right.”

“Prath bhai…” Again PRATH! “….I haven’t studied much but I can still sense what people think.”

“I don’t get you.”

“I am muslim knowing this you also would be thinking about me as an alien.” Was I ?

“No . NO .no…Don’t think like that.Anyways change the topic. How much have you studied?”

“uptill 8th.”

“why not more?”

“i wasn’t good at study and I wanted to do something good. So, I started this.”

“good.! But imagine if you were an engineer! It would have been much better isn’t it?”

“I don’t think so.”

“why?”

“coz i once met an engineer who wasn’t able to solve the very lil problem which is the daily problem for us.”

“you haven’t seen good engineers then.”

“But still I think, PRATH bhai, even if I dont know how to work on a computer, i would be able to work ob it just that my speed will be less.” Hearing this, my mind got an Idea! An imaginary bulb shone bright over my head!!’*’

“Look, Imran bhai, today the world is fast. Time is more precious than money! So, if given something to finish we have to finish that work quickly. And this is what you can get with studying.”

“hmm…you talk right. Actually, even I want to study but I dont where from?”

“Go for NIOS.”

“NIOS?”

I explained all about NIOS to him. He was quiet convinced hearing it.

“Prath bhai, should I say one thing?”

“yeah, go on.”

“By the way you talk, you look to be one who will be successful.”

“oh..thanks” I said smiling. One comment I will look whenever I am down.

We talked about each other than. He told me he had a family. And that he had someone who he loves. And that he had told his parents about this. I wonder if  I would have the guts to do this!

He told me about shivpuri and his area. Everybody knew him there and even the influential personalities.

I  found a new friend in him. He wasn’t into his school life, but he was much more sensible from many who are PhDs. He knew his job best. As Shivpuri came, he invited me for tea.

“But bus wouldn’t stop buddy.!”

“Don’t worry ’bout it”

“why?” Hearing this he told something to a person standing beside him. That person went on to the bus driver and came back.

“Now it wont go until you drink tea.”

“what did you do?”

“that person went up to the driver and just asked him if he wants to still run his buses through shivpuri.” oohh!

We had tea together. As promised by Imran, tea was delicious. I am not a tea enthuciast but sometimes I too drink tea nd specially it is this good.

Tea was over and finally our journey together was also over. Not many times you meet starngers and in about 7-8 hours you make friends with them. It happened to me once and I don’t think it will happen to me again. Thank you IMRAN.

FROM,

PRATH BHAI

Requiems for a Dream

{ September 28, 2008 @ 2:21 pm } · { Uncategorized }
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# I don’t generally write posts reflecting what I really feel.

I had a dream yesterday. After watching psycho movies like ‘SAW’ and ‘Final Destination’ during my weekend night-out, I slept at around 5:30 in the morning and woke up at 1:00 pm afternoon due to nightmare. Since generally dreams are too stupid, I won’t bore you going into its details. So in brief here’s what I saw:

“I was in the first floor of a building which probably looked like my school. I was tied to a pillar (just like they do in the movie, ‘SAW’) and a few boys and girls were hitting me with steel rods. I was hurt, badly hurt. I struggled, I broke the ties and grabbed a steel rod. I was now fighting back (like a hero), hitting everyone coming into my way with the rod. I was horrified, restless and mad. I was smashing and smashing everyone. Suddenly I hit someone on the head with my steel rod. The person turned towards me and I realised she was ‘her’. I had hit her. I saw her eyes conveying pain. She fainted. And I was left to cry. What I’d done!”

I woke up with tears in my eyes. I really wanted to cry and so I cried. I was missing her. I’d always wanted to leave Bhopal so that I can forget her easily. But it seems I was wrong.

Since she never reads my blog, I can safely write a few things here. It was her birthday yesterday. I called her up, talked for a while.  She always tries to sound happy. She has changed, at least for me. And its really hard to accept that. Its been over two months for me in IIT, still unable to figure out if I am really happy in here. There must be something crucial, because otherwise I would have not thought about it.

Baatein Bhool Jaati Hai

Yaadein Yaad Aati Hai.

I feel alone here. There are many good and caring friends around, still I find myself alone. What’s the reason everytime I am lonesome when I return from Insti to hostel in the evening. Whenever I enter my room, there’s no one there. I do my lunch alone and dinner alone. Sometimes my friends ask me, “Kaha rehta hai tu?” Even I don’t know the answer.

May be I am the one who’s responsible for this. I am resisting change. Its me who wants to stay alone so that I can cherish my memories. I miss my mom, my family, my friends, my school and her. I miss days when I was preparing for IIT JEE. Actually I’ve figured out, preparing for JEE is like having sex. You try hard, want to get the ending desperately and when you become successful, you experience the ultimate satisfaction. But is that what you wanted???

No.

The satisfaction won’t lasts long and after a few hours you need to have sex one more time. That’s my condition probably. I am restless & confused now, living a visionless life. I don’t even know what should I do. All I do everyday is to pray to God. That’s it.

I tried so hard

And got so far

But in the end

It doesn’t even matter.

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PS — Now feeling much better.

PS — Should I request you all not to ask me about the girl I’ve mentioned.

PS — One more thing that makes me nervous are the bomb blasts in Delhi. :(

PS — Dear God, please do something. Innoncent people are dying.

PS – Must see: Saw 1,2,3,4 & 5.

PS — Girl Next Door – Elisha Cuthbert…….Umm…mm..mm.. ;)

PS — Adios.

IIT Delhi ~ So far So good!

{ July 30, 2008 @ 7:03 am } · { Uncategorized }
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Its been over a week I am here in IIT Delhi and therefore the ‘writer’ inside me couldn’t resist showing himself to the world. ;)

IIT DELHI & Me

The college is sort of fine. I am lucky to get Chemical Engineering here especially. Lucky because the branch contains one of the maximum and most beautiful girls of the whole ‘Insti‘. But the ‘fattus’ like me are still unable to even talk to one of them still after a week. :(

I’ve got my room in Aravali Hostel at the top floor just before the end of the corridor. Aravali used to be very famous for harsh ragging incidents few years ago. And considering the location of my room, I am at one of the most vulnerable areas of the hostel. I was a bit afraid and frightened initially.

But after a few days, I realised seniors here are pretty cool and kind. There may be exceptions, but most of them are friendly. Its been over a week and there is nothing sounding like ‘ragging’ here. I don’t know about the future though. ;)

DELHI (south) ~ The Visit to Priya PVR

People say if you want to see the ‘Real Delhi Beauties’, visit Priya. And now I can surely say they were damn right. There were soo many good ones and it was too difficult to choose one and stare.

After walking continuously for more than 45 minutes, finally we reached there. Its about 4-5 kilometers from IIT Delhi and a perfect hangout with friends.

The PVR here is not one of the largest and by the time we reached, there was no movie to be shown. So were left only to eat and stare the beauties. We headed to Nirula’s. Ankit (my colleague) said, Nirula is famous for icecreams. But icecreams at Nirula cost you an earth.

There was a damn hot girl in mini-skirts wearing a black top roaming with her younger sister there (who was also looking very good). As she was moving on the street, the whole crowd was staring her. We followed her for a while and when our legs finally started to ache, we headed for McD to feed and relax ourselves.

HANGING SPOTS @ IIT DELHI

There are many hanging places where one can go with friends and waste his ‘worth-wasting’ time. The most interesting one being the WindT (short form for Wind Tunnel). Its basically a small gap between two sections of the multi-storey building where cool wind blows all the time. So if you’ve got some time between your two consecutive classes, just sit here and experience the blissness. And in case if you’ve got a laptop, its even better because the WindT comes under Wi-Fi zone.

Then there is a 24 hours Nescafe counter near the main building. I’ve visited there only once but people say its a great place for a night out with friends.

And then there is ‘Sassi‘ ~ the most famous place of IIT Delhi. You must have read about it in ‘Five Point Someone’ written by my great senior Chetan Bhagat. I haven’t visited it yet, but wishing to do it real soon. ;)

MY NEW LIFE

Life @ IIT Delhi demands a lot of time management mostly between studies and fun. There is enormous pressure of studies, but if one looks at the other side, there is much more fun awaiting for him. Hostel life is basically fun. I’ve got many new friends coming from different areas of India. (Two of them are sitting just next to me while I am writing this blog).

Food at mess tastes good initially but its sort of monotonous and one gets bored of it after a few days.

There are some other minor problems of toilets etc., but as a whole, we all live as a family here. Everyone here is away from his/her home and misses his/her near and dear ones very much.

FINAL WORD

Missing home :(

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PS — Sorry for late post, I didn’t have access to a computer.

PS — Missing home food.

PS — Missing Splitsvilla.

PS — Actually missing ‘Yamini’ in Splitsvilla. ;)

PS — Got to go for lunch and have a Mathematics class afterwards.

PS — The prettiest girl of Chemical Engg. is in my group. Yipeee…!!!!

PS — Have to complete ED, Maths, Physical Chem assignments today. :(

PS — Tchao :)

Just a ‘Tagging’ Post

{ June 11, 2008 @ 8:35 am } · { Uncategorized }
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I am writing tagging post for the first time.

Procedure:

Here is me filling up my first tag post.

The rules:
1. Link the person(s) who tagged you – Tsshar
2. Mention the rules on your blog.
3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours.
4. Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them.
5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged.

So here’s mine:

  • I love the doors and windows always shut. (May be to just keep all my non-sense thoughts escaping into the open world ;) )
  • I hate studying except when I am interested in it. And my interests do not include physics, chemistry and mathematics.
  • I love going for walk in night instead of morning especially on dark lonely roads with my favourite music.
  • I love girls with long hairs and cute smile. For example Avril Lavigne.
  • I have no fond of eating. But, I have my taste in music. I always select my favourite artists and listen to them with complete devotion. Right now Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy, Rehmaan and LP are my favourites.
  • I hate travelling because its too boring. I wish I could visit new places without the pain of passing my time in buses, trains etc. But someone has told me : Life isn’t for destination, its about journey.

So it was me. Now since I require to tag 6 more people, I tag Parth,  Vee, Sameer, Suda, Ankit and myself.

Some Murphy’s Laws

{ May 23, 2008 @ 8:25 am } · { Uncategorized }
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Murphy was a great philosopher who gave many laws regarding our daily lives. Most of them are very humourous, but still contain a few unsaid facts of life.

I’ve compiled some of them whom I thought are the funniest. Its absolutely not my creation, but copied shamelessly from an external source:).

LOVE LAWS

  • All the good ones are taken.
  • If the person isn’t taken, there’s a reason.
  • It’s always easier to get a partner if you already have one.
  • Brains x Beauty x Availability = Constant. This constant is always zero.
  • A man can be happy with any woman as long as he doesn’t love her.
  • The man shalt not win the argument he started.
  • The man shalt not win the argument he didn’t start.
  • If a man won an argument, it was just in his head.
  • Money can’t buy love, but it sure gets you a great bargaining position.


BUS LAWS:

  • If its raining, or cold or both the bus will be late.
  • If you’re running late the bus will be too
  • If you have no change then the bus driver won’t have any either
  • Whenever you get a seat with a pretty girl, she will start a cell phone conversation about her Boyfriend or Mothers hospital operation.

COMMERCE LAWS:

  • The first 90% of a project takes 90% of the time, the last 10% takes the other 90% of the time.
  • The boss is always right.
  • The last person that quit or was fired will be the one held responsible for everything that goes wrong – until the next person quits or is fired.
  • People don’t make the same mistake twice, they make it three, four, or five times.
  • When you don’t know what to do, walk fast and look worried.

SEX LAWS:

  • Sex is a three-letter word which needs some old-fashioned four-letter words to convey its full meaning.
  • Sex is hereditary. If your parents never had it, chances are you won’t either.
  • Love is a matter of chemistry, sex is a matter of physics.
  • Sex is one of the nine reasons for reincarnation; the other eight are unimportant.
  • There may be some things better than sex, and some things worse than sex. But there is nothing exactly like it.

PS — All these are shamelessly copied from somewhere.;)

PS — Yeh, but still had to work hard ( for finding the source, and choosing the best ones.)

PS — Mumbai Indians lost by just one run. fuck..!

PS — Going to grandma’s tomorrow. Catch ya a few day later.

PS — Adious.

GOD is here….for you

{ May 5, 2008 @ 9:03 am } · { Uncategorized }
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This is what happened with me in real. Its not a very inspiring story but I feel like letting u know about it. So let start.

We were in our car going to the railway station for my sister was going back to the place where she works. It was all going good. The mood was joyful. The A.C. was on. We were all cool.

On the station we found a place for all of us to sit. Now was the time for a family quarrel to start. It all started when my sister asked me for a cold drink. Mind it, it was just a cold drink not a drink[:P]. The train was about to come after 15 minutes. We could have had the drinks and easily came back to the place where we were sitting. But my father said no as he looked a lil’ bit uneasy to send us. No one from ourside (me and my sister) argued. But my mother wasn’t happy. She just gave a stare and kept mum.

The train arrived. My sister got to her seat and the train left. We went to the parking and took the car and headed straight to our home.

On the way my mother asked my father about my grandfather’s operation-when to get him operated and all sorts of question. I wasn’t listening and was not at all interested. But suddenly I heard them both kind of fighting for some reason.

I was not feeling very good to interrupt ’cause it would have exaggerated the fire more. But I wished to GOD,” Please make them quiet”.

As soon as I wished we passed some people carrying a body for its funeral ceremony. As we passed by it all of a sudden both of my parents went quiet!

MORAL:1: god is always with you even if u dont want him to.

2: you can find inspiration from anywhere.