WASTING LIFE!

AAAAAAA,,a,a,,,,,a,,a,a,a,a,,aa,,,e,e,e,e,ee,ee,..... fuuussssss!!!!!!

That is how I started, I wished to publish four posts at kglaws.blogspot in a month, not exactly as new year resolution, although I promised it on New Year 2015. Sadly, I couldn't. It's 31st December, 2015, 8:00PM and I am defeated by twenty four posts and in couple of hours the last two digits of calendar will be at peace forever. 

Exactly half I did! The red line above is the FORCEMETER, which measures the amount of force we have at initial stage and then what happens to the force eventually. . Fusssss! For me....  

No worries! Tomorrows is another New Year Day an opportunity to make some more lame resolutions. However,  this time I will promise for better number of posts and would reach exactly what I will promise; WAIT AND WATCH................

OK! Apart from resolutions, I would reiterate here  the objectives I had in mind before creating the blog, such as to share some those moments of human life that could be influencing to others, induce positivity to thoughts, encourage for better, give meaning to life and to share cocktails of fiction, thoughts, stories, and errors.... 

The last one was bit silly but as a blogger I have privilege to do so. Although I believe the past posts did not meet the desired aim and I wasted time......  

*******WASTING LIFE********

What does this mean? A man of common intelligence, like me, would understand it as the combination of words to describe a person who is not utilizing his life ADEQUATELY. 

"Adequately"means,  spending time with family and not wasting it loafing,  getting minimum marks and not failing in papers, waking up next morning and not that caring for the day, spending money for needs and not lightening the pockets in vain, and lot more.

But its meaning is much more and it won't be understood at an acquiescence. It demands deep thinking. It is about a person who is  firm with this expression for so many years and continuing to be so. 

His whats app status carried it for years, hanging at top of his blog; http://www.kbeanie.com/, having expression as password to unlock laptops and desktop. Wait! that doesn't mean we would try it to login his FB     :P  :P  :P

Its meaning for him is simple, he is wasting life. I differ entirely!

1. Pass out from National Institute of Kurukshetra.

2. Placed in campus placements.

3. Having his own android apps developed and published. 

4. He wakes up in morning and start working and sleep off late at night whilst working.

5. A good COOK too. 

6. No time for wasting life!

I got the meaning from his perspective lately, and understood that utilizing time at work doesn't make it worth , there is a lot of time that we waste which is why our dreams doesn't fly high and achieve the utmost which is always left to be.  

RED LINE! The picture adjacent to this is the force I should have carried to reach the 48 post aim is marked on the forcemeter above and how I eventually came to "eeeeee" and ending it up defeated ..... "FUUUUUSSssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss"   

SPECIAL MENTION "KBEANIE" FOR ENCOURAGING BLOGGING.  HAPPY BLOGGING AND HAPPY NEW YEAR............... 

Studies, You ruined me!!!!!!

hahaha, Wow! Feeling palliate while writing against studies....

I never hate studies, but what if I had entirely or partially skipped it from my life. The system, whether societal or educational, didn't let us do so, we are always inclined to attain a most equilibrium  state in our life, and all that could be through studies. 

I had aspiration, inspiration, admiration, implication, insinuations and many more ".....tions" to opt for a life that could have been totally different of what I have chosen. Nobody is too matured to take their decisions at the age when we are supposed to. Likewise, we never realize how and when we hop to Schools, Colleges and Offices without even striving for what we had wished for us. 

It happens pathetic for not having a stable life after the age of 25 but what If you can win much more than an usual life. And to reach an usual life we generally commit dream homicide without endeavoring for our desires, that too includes least possible one......



I too had a dream, exactly similar like millions or trillions have, to be a proud member of 11 men blue color squad. I could have played the game for more time and in a more professional way but when and how the deviations came and went were anonymous. The love for it got vanished and studies took over my desire. 




And, not only this, yet some nerves in brain hanker to perform out for the crowd with guitar in arms facing lights and sounds with a band jumping on and off the stage . 

UHHUUU!!! I can feel the heat, it is making me  luxuriate.

I still play with my guitar skills decently and I love mentioning it to the public, I performed first time when I was in class 4th. However, it ended well without letting me start. I did play but for a minute or so. .. ....... .. 

          I DON'T HAVE A PENCHANT FOR SELF PRAISING, BUT SOMETIMES I DO !

Not only this, it includes my performance  in a girl's college for a competition . Although I only performed there and not played the guitar but held it  with utmost confidence, 

This post is unfolding lots of truths, I never planned to reveal so much, now revelation  embraces the most embarrassing truth. 

I was moving my lips, legs, butts, hands, stomach and head like a guitarist. But, a mike placed against me was pushed off or I forgot to switch it on, probability wins for both the cases I don't remember what happened exactly.



Studies, you ruined me in a sense that I am left with mark-sheets and certificates and have un-tuned my hobbies. 

I will revive all in near future, a challenge to you!!!

SHE! GIVE ME SOME TIME..

I want to spend some time with you!!

In that sultry weather, when sun was sucking all my nutrients. I wanted to have an ice cream or some chilled drinks, juice or anything that could make us feel comfortable together .

She was busy working for her college competition  and I was just roaming. She did notice me but that too for a while. I had no work, although lots of assignments, synopsys and projects were piled up which I had to submit but I was in no mood of completing them at that point of time. 

How can I gain her attention? I am not even muscular like most of my friends. I wish I could be a loafer and could shout at crowded roads but this skill is also missing in me.

Yaaa! I am such a talentless person. I am not sure if she likes my company but yes I m entertaining.
entertaing........ may be not.
Doubtful!!

I don't know how to sing a song to soothe her. I hardly dance. Romantic stuff is totally missing from my personality. Perhaps, philosophy without logic is all what I possess. 

I tried to approach but her classmates filled up the space. I quickly turned the other way and found a place less crowded for eternity. I arranged serene view, I could see her through gaps between the grass fencing about 20 feet distant and that too without anyone noticing me. I wanted to help her but she never asked for it. 

Buzz!!! My new android popped a message from the CR telling about the class scheduled at 2.... 

I had to go, leaving her alone doing her work, without saying bye.  I wanted to come back and sit just next to her. 

a blank mind!

No! I wasn't  busy preparing this post in last 2 months. I had a blank mind, difficult to explain causes and symptoms of this disease but it can be experienced at any point of time in life.

all that happens is similar to a sucking straw, hollow mind without ideas and intellect, you can feel air been passed from your two ears and nothing remains inside the brain.

                                                    YES! It was so BLANK. !!!

after having been spent the beautiful time in Mumbai, I was in Delhi for July, a month in Delhi metro was not entirely exhausting because of some endless moments best known to me.

6:30 A.M. to 9 or 9 :30 P.M., was a regular working hours for five days a week and I was left with weekends to enjoy, but I preferred long-never-ending sleeps, I slept for all decent time that was permitted and in rest of the time I was busy passing it.

I was wondering about my whats app status, it was unchanged throughout the month and it was a " , ', a punctuation mark . I wanted to have a blank status but my blank mind was so paralyzed to crack it and a simplest blankest status allowed by Whats App was comma and I chose it  over my effortless efforts.

Another interesting experience was August 2015, I hardly lived there, it came and went more speedily than any fastest transport ever existed. Probably, I skipped this month in the year 2015 and would become a first person to have lived just eleven months out of twelve months.

Perhaps, another blank mind with speed of INFINITY per  SEC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Supposedly, this excuse shall be accepted to hide my laziness for not  writing up a post for 2 months.  

               " A lazy man is never lazy because he is working continuously  LAZY "

" GO - AHEAD", I gained it..!!!

I showed denial , acted maturely, opined many other options for comfort and luxury, but nothing moved off my dad's decision. He wanted me to spend a month in dormitory, a public hotel room, during the month of June in Mumbai for an internship at Daruwala Law Firm.

I realized, Dad! You are always right.  Happy Father's Day. 

I wouldn't have afforded to loose the most inspiring, exciting, entertaining, caring, humanly experience to live in the company of Seniors....

I was scared of loosing my expensive belongings, Laptop mostly, I carried 4-5 locks with me. I didn't know it was the least expensive monetary valued object that I locked every now and then. Room-mates were business leaders of their places and carried so much of cash kept unlocked. This boosted up my confidence to  trust people, and at least I tried  to Trust.

Wow! This hostel life is far better than our hostel life. No Laptops, No songs or other self-entertaining tool, healthy discussion on politics, social aspects, education and other not to be mentioned topics. Ya! Sometimes the filthy stuff but better than hostel crap. 

My silence participated in every discussion but observed keenly every person's way of speaking, and level of thinking which varied so much.  I am liked by many seniors, many times they invited for dinner but I preferred my mom's opinion, "Not to roam with unknown people".  

The exclusiveness lies in the room as well, it was the biggest and most special room in the Hotel. People plan trips according to the beds vacant in the room which is done days before. The all time and regular customers gained privilege of staying in the octagonal shaped room with three big regular door size windows at third floor. All this information has been gathered during the stay with room mates, none of them was new to this place.

They shared their experiences of learning things when they were of my age, how they strove hard to reach to a level of sustainability. If I can relate things, why I am here, why dad wanted me to stay here, is only to make me learn how he lived his life to provide luxuries to us and how I should live my life ahead.   " GO - AHEAD", I gained it........  

This experience is enriched in independent living with people of not my age and I felt remarkable when one person before leaving gave me his contact number and emphatically asked me to come for stay next year. He was above sixty, I never had a good bonding with people greater than my age. 

I want to enjoy this again in future, rains also helped to add flavor in bonding when we all spent one day in room due to water logging and flooding. 

This one is especially for you daddy , You always make me experience the BEST...

MAGGI!!! R. I. P.

For your soul to rest peacefully,  2 minutes of silence. 

Maggi! You will be missed ..

The Uttar Pradesh Food Safety and Drug Administration (FSDA), Lucknow disowned you and many other did. Loads of joke aired on whats app, facebook,  to name a few. I was shocked and millions too. We salute your faithful attitude, you filled every single stomach in our nation at a price everyone knew, Rupees 10. You left us, you were pulled back by your master, for several reasons that were true. 

Your appealing epidermis was easy to boil, painless to break, limbless mingled into each other. Our mingled intestines also look like yours , running with your traits got affected and caused incurable diseases. It wasn't your fault, you are traded in the Countries not one or two on fingers but in hundreds. 

Many preservatives were added on you, you carried along,  hurting you for 3 months or so. Lead (Pb), was not the only reason for your non-existence, there are many including MSG ( Mono Sodium  Glutamate) and political too. Your faithful supporter also supported you, the small masala pack,  came packed in yellow cover with you. You cheated us, so we cheated you by hiding  the truth that we dramatically acted to empty the pack at you but always watered our fingers before binning the left over. 

The laboratories where you were tested for your purity gave different results. Though, you all came along in India but got distributed all over the country for trade and food. You were banned before pulling off  in different States relying on the  results that revealed the quantity of  MSG and Pb present in you. The safe limits is 2.5 parts per million, you carried lesser or greater was decided by FDA and many others too. Many tests gave lead present more that the safe limits but some gave lesser than the safe limits. 

This encumbered your trade, different test results shouldn't had came to make you the worst product ever existed. The test result that ought to come is the mischievous attitude that was observed and understood but hard to prove,  "2 Minutes to Maggi" was never true. 

Hosteler would crave at night for 2 minutes of food, Winters will miss the mouth-watering steam to seduce the mood, Rs. 10 is what all you costed individually to the troop.  

FEARSOME DATE!!!!

This is how I learnt to never say no to a girl for a date.




How many dates I have made is a  dark side of my personality because I couldn't make any. Supposedly, I acknowledge this spot to my first planned but un-executable date, a curse came from the day of saying "NO" to a girl.......

HUH!, What could possibly be done when you are in school. Study, make friends, celebrate birthdays, play games, and DATES- an informal girl-boy meeting, a rare but demanding opportunity.

Ha! We planned but I was too young for that, class 8th, amid of teenage.
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Saturday, a half day, both of us with  same  excuse of being late in school for sports or other non-existing activity, came out from our homes and planned to go together to a newly opened McDonald in the city.

Now BIKE or Public Transport?
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 We foolishly or unknowingly skipped this from our plan . Though I had a bicycle but imagining her sitting behind me on the bicycle would have been a clear creepy picture and, another option with her was her school auto in which she owned a seat, a seat is a big area in school autos, so she might had own a senior girl's lap but a risky option to ask the auto driver to drop somewhere else. So no options available other than walking together along my bicycle.

The bell rang, we both came out to the Basket ball court like rescuers, she was ready to jump outside the school from an open gate to finish off this date and reach home at earliest. I was doubtful too, rather not reluctant to execute the young minds. I hesitated every moment and finally a pause came, brain decided what to be done irrespective not deciding only for myself, I rushed to the cycle stand without turning back. I could hear some voice screaming my name but I preferred walking without turning.

I SAID, " LETS GO BACK HOME", and moved opposite to her leaving her alone on the Court
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 I paddled my bicycle at full speed available from my shivering legs towards home. Eventually, it was the last and final day I heard that voice, we didn't talk again, no calls, no chats.



I didn't turn back to see when she left or if she waited for someone or she called for some help or any other certain possibilities to reach home. she lived 20-30 kms away from school walking was not an option for her. She surely had missed her school-auto because we wasted time at basket ball court, about half an hour.

She must have felt like the girl at left side, I killed all the certain options to reach home peacefully. Though she had only one...

Missing a school transport is not a big deal, we miss hundred times, I missed million times and people came searching for me to school and other pet playing places. I was responsible but not so far to end the world.

 Probably a reason for the break up, mmhhhhh!!  not a right word, an end to the friendship.

Punishment in past, reward for present!!!!!!

How truly I deserved the complaint of being the most talkative student in the class. How awful was the moment when teachers screwed me for being a notorious child. How effectively I faced beating and scoldings for  grades cum complaints then. 

HE and SHE, always act like a tycoon in primary classes.  It was a beautiful punishment then to maintain silence by making a boy sit next to a girl. I hardly enjoyed sitting with any girl, I had no  Girl  -----------(dash, a big one)  friends till I ended school. I could freely gossip, from making a cricket team on paper and writing (C) in front of my name and (VC) at my best friend's name to deciding in advance the  beverages to be eaten during the class.

huh!  One such punishment was given to me in class 4th . One girl left and one girl right and I was in between . Awkward moment for me and embarrassing too, sitting between girls and away from my friends. Obviously not even metres away but feeling of defeat was ridiculous, when all of your friends are doing mischief and you are being watched by the mentors from both the ends. 

I set at the throne for a month till they complained  to kick me out from their seat..GUFFAW!!!!!

Reason of being kicked out was not only that I served them with  enemy treatment or assumed them the reason for seclusion from my group but also we had long long fights over kiddish issues like I used to sharpen my pencil using their sharpener and throwing scrap on their heads, taking notebooks to home and not bringing it the next day purposefully, and once in a week kick exchanges at feet was hilarious out of me, or my childish complexion. 

What if any punishment to sit with girls is given now, not even an insane can miss the chance. It would be the bald punishment ever to be given.... hehehee......  And specially if she is the one you always wanted to sit with but couldn't ask......  

Oh! forgot to mention the next special seat given to me after throwing me out of the mansion. It was an extra SINGLE seat arranged next to the DUSTBIN at the front dead end. I could only focus at BLACK BOARD while turning my neck at 180 degrees and on looking behind there was  teacher's chair in opposite direction. 

My first class in St. George's College..... Loved it.. Try finding me!!!!

Four years Vs Six Years

Four years nipped , people I met  had already left  or ready with packed up bags. I can easily differentiate happy faces among the crowd outside college. Mostly busy in writing on college shirts , clicking photos in  batch, loafing around enjoying fruitfully the  toiled work they did here. They are feeling like ambassadors in College, discussing a best out of the wealthy memories they lived.

I am not  fully fledged for a workplace but batch mates are placed to big entity. This scares me, not the success of others, but a doubt in growing pattern of my life cycle. How loon I feel in a company of grown ups but still madness is enjoyed in the company of six year victims...

BUZZY FACTS

1. Thread of B.Tech and Law is successfully managed and yet not tired holding it .  "Masters of balancing ",  a title entitled for us. 

2.  "Warriors" to study the variety of subject together and to train the brain to attend diverse subject at a time.

3. We have plethora of excuses to skip from the classes, the reason for bunk should be explained in context opposite to the course wherein the faculty is responsible.  ( this works sometimes not always)

 Another good bye from the guy who was my immediate neighbor from four years. He just came to wish me luck and I wished the same. Will miss you guys. 

 **I hope this post doesn't turn up into a nostalgic post....**

Roommate Wanted!!!!!!!

A married roommate in college life is hard to handle. Not because he is matured and we are amateur, but because he is crazy and we are hell craziest. An year ago, I had a choice to choose a roommate and I selected the gem out of the folk. 

******Realized contrary to that stated***************

Certain points on how a roommate would shatter your solaces , exclusively if he is married:

1. MOM or WIFE:  hahahah... You'd certainly learnt the practice to deal economically on the matters of high concern, if your choice is the married one. I enjoy freely all the time while my roommate try balancing and clarifying at both the ends. Moreover, illuminating and moulding the facts according to the side he is talking knowingly he wasn't there to address the reality.

2. कब आ रहे हो।  Supposedly, this question is answered everyday, million times a day, with the same answer but with more warmness. huuhhh.... Not soothing, I know how terrible it feels when the day to leave is far away and you,  a room sharer,  is  forced to listen that date frequently. 

3. An extended family: Not necessarily important to remember every date either a birthday or anniversary of your own family ( you are allowed to miss these dates) and equally of the other family you joined shortly ( don't even think of it) . In second case, you'd be alarmed on the occasion to make call and talk delightedly till your balance gets over.  Most importantly, follow up the hierarchy while talking at the opposite side without missing out a single bud, if you don't wish to spoil your remaining day.  

I have had on this subject. Now I won't dismantle my peace by repeating my mistake. I hereby air an advertisement for a roommate for the year, 2015 - 2016........... 

Bang the door asap , if you've read the conditions above.  ....................................................

Ultimate prank!!!!

Try not to ever wonder the veracity of the special days we celebrate in gratitude of  its genesis. But how 1st April is chosen as an April Fool Day, plethora of eerie facts are uploaded in  web to spoil the reality behind the faith or fake...

Not a single prank was played at me today, neither I played it at anyone. NO! I was not eagerly waiting to befooled by a highly intellect person, but loved this kiddish acts that I did some years back. 

Ah! Got one , pic at the right end.This was not at all a hoax or any kind of a pre-planned act of  mystery, but people took it beyond that. I got this pic clicked at my Brother's wedding, 2 years back or probably 3 years ( I am bad at remembering dates so kindly avoid this fuss).  So he got married and not me, people called mom with a tag line,"कृष्णम्  की शादी  हो रही है , आपने बताया नहीं ?".......  Call got disconnected and my mom couldn't connect the line and stuck on the same for a couple of days along with special care towards all my calls and interrogated well. 

hahhaa.. I figured it out quickly, it was facebook that took me in a terrible mess.

But that was not 1st April for sure... 

Genes of a DETECTIVE!!!!!

It is next to impossible to take out time for writing a blog in such a hectic schedule, but can't go too long without using blogger.com . Funny isn't it? I am so busy in watching Sherlock Holmes, though I have some really classic and paramount stuff to get over with in a couple of weeks. And that is all to happen within a deadline, shortly arriving,  but Sherlock dominates over it.

It took me three days to complete all seasons of Sherlock Holmes. It was not me, I never like this before.  My eyes have become more observant, brain has developed a quick reflex action to respond in a witty manner or in an elegant fashion, and even my dreamworld has not been spared by the London Detective. Not even a nightmare but a daylight dream, I affixed myself in a Baker street London, with a funniest cap on my head and a overcoat that is too hot to wear, specially the standing collar.  

Ah! that is so crazy out of me. I lived his life, weekly remember whether I was him or I myself was a live camera behind him or embracing his life closely. 

I tried a lot in people around me to find any clue of their life, I eventually failed, actually I had to with zero sign of possibility . Am I turning myself into somebody else, A DETECTIVE? haha. A loveliest thing that can ever happen to me. 

Anyone finding it interesting, EErrrr, I have a place for you too. Why not you came and join me as John Watson. That is what is missing right away in my fantasy.  221B and my room number is B10, relationship established, can you find up any connection, I can . WOW! I can play with numbers too. How smartly I did. Time to tell you how.     (game of subtraction)

2-2-1-B= -1B....................................eq.(1)  

B-1-0   =   B1....................................eq.(2)

 - sign indicates opposite direction, so removing (-),  characters interchange their place, eq.(1) equals to, 

B1......................................................eq.(3)

hence, eq(2)=eq.(3), 221B = B10 = B1, 

Perhaps, my dream is coming true. .......

Happy Women's Day!!!!

Happy Women's Day, I got the message in Whats App group in the early morning. I felt pleased to witness the tie among women wishing each other and promoting the United Nation (UN)  Day  for  Women's  Rights and International Peace. I browsed Twitter to see the latest news and updates but I faced the  saddest thing that was going at the other side of the day, it was shameful. I won't write anything ahead in post, just a glimpse of what I viewed, some moved ahead but majority left behind.....  Need to empower Women to wish them Happy Women's Day PROUDLY... Silent Comparative Understanding below !!!

8th March 2015, Women are still oppressed at home and outside......

COLORFUL KRISHNAM!!!

The advent of spring season is addressed with colors all around the Country. Is that the only reason for Holi celebrations ? No! We have lots to fill up into the equity, this includes religious, scientific, social, ecological but the extensive joy and craziness for colors is static in all. Forget the myth that shields the brightness of the day, enjoy भांग, ठंडाई and भांग के पकोड़े।  ( I missed delicious home cuisine this Holi,  :(  :(  :(  :(  :(    I mean hard less food. :)  :)  :)  :) ) 

How simply I thought it could be a trouble-free task to avert myself from the festival of colors. I bribed a junior to lock my room from outside to sit inside in peace.  I didn't wanted to waste my time in playing in water at a crucial time when I have exams starting in another two days. Ah, this was the reason I used to console myself, but the truth is here!!!  I was afraid, what if someone tear my clothes to shreds just to put colors at my fatty abdomen muscles which is hidden behind the thick layer of fats and oily tissues; ( EErrrrrr.. A guy of my age should be a heavy built to impress girls around him but what if girls are fatty too.... hahaha)

What other formula is left that I haven't by passed to remove the colorful stains, how many times and for how long should we bath to get rid of a colorful face. I played Holi in college the previous day, it was normal until an egg cracked at my face, tomato fight gave a feeling of  Spain's annual La Tomatina Festival, Orange blast was novel along with a dumping of living bodies in the sludge. YUCK it was.

So with this prior experience I was in no mood to celebrate Holi but what people have to do with my mood. All  detective minds caught me in the room and I was again colored, not only with the colors but also with a curry of some fried vegetables.  Happy Holi !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Guys at the left side, YEH DIL MANGE MORE..... ( Pic posted on demand)...... :P  :P

Rain Rain DON'T Go Away!

Wow! Exactly the weather I love. A spectacle breathtaking beauty of nature is here in Dehradun. Sun forgot to shine this morning and a previous morning too, clouds blown down water for not less than 60 hours continuously, probably to protect them from rust, the wind blew off  leaves from the trees, and the olfactory of wet mud is adding to the ecstasy. There is no rain water harvesting system around the place to collect gallons of water showered on the Earth, so by not taking bath since two days I am proudly contributing for water saving. 

I wish to get trap in a puffy cloud that provide me a free ride in an environmentally sound vehicle with luxurious cushion seats to sleep and enjoy the world above the rain. What if someone provides me a cup of hot rich coffee and a plate of पनीर पकोडे , that would surely a much awaited trip I could ever live up to. I guess such thoughts are generated because I am missing home's luxuriousness and feeling busted in hostel room.

I am totally out of the mood  to attend  college tomorrow. I want to declare RAINY DAY OFF for tomorrow in whole nation as my mood is to enjoy never ending rain. Weren't those days were super special when we got unexpected off or off as a rainy day from school?  I remember the day when I bought a pink color raincoat for myself; I hardly wore it because my psychology favored a rain bath all times.


OK! Lets go to the terrace and enjoy the tenderness of the weather closely. I am highly exhausted seeing the rain from distance,  so lets march forward for some crazy stuff with 2 idiots . How apt to say that hostel and friends are a special part of a men's life. EXTRAVAGANZA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This static sound of rain fall, warmness of bed and blanket, and inactive brain is turning me dozy but I want to prepare for my exams that will begin next week. 

Seven days in a week,  7x24 = 168 hours to prepare for 7 subjects, plenty of time left for exams, so I advise myself to sluggishly off to hibernation till the rain stops.. .......... 

Weekend or a WEAKEND !!!!!!!

 I wait for a weekend, the two super fast ending days . My week starts with the wait of these two days, the purpose for the wait is to get rid of the pending work. Certain things I always want to do in a weekend :

1. Finish off my pending chapters: From the first day of the week I start adding my work to the pending stack that I want to finish in  a weekend. With lots of projects, assignments, self study and extra academical work, the list is only adding up  the serial numbers without removing any from the list.

2. Room cleaning: This is not me. I don't want to keep my room neat and clean like a girly room. I know my mom would have loved me without complaint for this but I cannot help myself. Cleaning of the room is another task I promise myself to do in every weekend. I try my best not to turn my room messy but it happens automatically in a hustle to find the thing which is displaced because of my negligence.

3. Eat pizza: Italy has done this best for me, evolution of pizza recipe is ultimate . I am not fond of any particular pizza brand but love for this Italian food is undetermined. The pizza outlets are 25 km away from the hostel and travelling all the way in a public bus or transport is what I hate more over the love for PIZZAAAA.....

4. Cricket and movie:  In the weekend eve I try to convince my hostel mates  to play cricket the early morning of the next day. This is the task that I haven't done in this semester because nobody turns off their sleep for me and my desire to play cricket the early morning. So I prefer watching late night Bollywood in my laptop but that also I cannot do due to the most obvious reason. (scroll down you will understand the reason).

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Saturday : A late start with a heavy South Indian breakfast, (recipe is called South Indian because of the similar shape and color not because of the taste, Hostel food) that make me sleep again. Then one of the other person will definitely call me to break the silence and wake me up for the lunch. Eat lunch and again ready to sleep. Night goes away by thinking how come the day ended so quickly and with this thought and desire to complete my pending task, Sunday is welcomed itself.

Sunday: The Hostel chef turns a South Indian kitchen to a Punjab food outlet without changing the savor of his hand. Rest schedule of the days is repeated  as a previous day but the only thing that  adds up is the closing off my eyes before 12 with an excuse to wake up early the next morning. 

Weekend would over in other 30 min and I am still carrying the burden of the four pending tasks (scroll up) of mine. No study, no cleaning of the room, no pizza and no movie. I wish to bring a positive change to the coming weekend and mentally satisfy myself by completing any of the task or all. 

The Valentine Day !!!

"Hiding truth is easy but making stories to hide the same is difficult, especially when it is filled with lots of goof ups while mugging fibs for an artificial truth . "

The story behind the tagline mentioned above is unambiguous and partially open for all the interpretations.  But the cause of action could be triggered out from the most awaited week of the year that just passed away. Seven fashion to express love is bifurcated in seven days by some genius mind. I am sure that man to be a businessman who is the think tank of marketing ideas or might be an agent of all the gift sellers throughout the world who give him share from their collection.  

Forget it! I have nothing to do with the veracity of the week . I enjoyed the Valentine's Day although I am out of love (teenage love!). Fortunately, I got the pass of a Valentine party that was organized by my juniors, so I was excused from the entrance fee and got coupled with a junior involuntarily. I tried many combos to get the best out for the event, many people helped me through whats app image sending service . I ended in black shirt and blue jeans, a usual all time combination.  I was bonded well with my partner for a paper dance event and we had a perfect chemistry in all the rounds till the paper got a fourth fold and there we decided to quit not because she was heavy to hold or I was not enough muscular to raise her for one minute  but it was suffice for the debut participants. We thought.....**wink**

And I got one photo clicked (left ). I think parties are really necessary  to enhance the social behavior and social connections The ambiance was likable , it was so different from daily environment. A dim light room with sofa sets and buffet arranged, heavily crowded in bright colors, couples busy in themselves, many filled the bar and rest were dancing like me. I wish to attend many parties in future and get coupled their itself with a strange partner every time.  

KUDOS! India beat Pakistan in first match. A favorable start and a successful ending is much awaited. All the best India for World Cup 2015.

BEER or BEAR: You decide........

I wanted to write a silly post but my humor producing cells are snoring  at this hour, its 2:00 AM. My friend is talking to his girl-friend although he is a bit drunk. No! its not a holiday tomorrow, a usual week day. It is a wrong presumption of non-drinkers like me that drinks are enjoyed at weekend only and not during the weekday but ironically drinks are best enjoyed at night not in daytime. So forget about whether it is a weekday or a weekend. 

His tipsiness is temporary but my sleep has permanently vanished because of his violent presence in my room at this time. Ear plugs stuck into ears and songs at loud to avoid the romantic conversation at the other end, I hope it to be romantic as per the  timing. Stupefied he is, but aftermath is crazy and silly that is not acceptable anyhow at the expense of  my sleeping time. 

I am feeling relaxed, music is a balm for me. I wonder does intoxication really lights off all the senses. I haven't tried alcohol though I feel half of my senses are already defected as mentioned by many people because of my unexpected expressions to them. No! Not in a rude fashion but different like laughing during the class unnecessarily,  nodding head while eating, moving my lips for no reason and many more.  Once drinks are over and post drink sessions starts, that is  the time to enjoy. You will find one person in a group who will be praising you for no reason to the extent of the sky and make so many baseless promises as if it is a promise day and he is the most gentle man born  on the earth. 

Irritated:  It seems like walls have absorbed the last smoke he did. I hate and he enjoys.

**Cigarettes are injurious to health as alcohol, they directly affect the brain and central nervous system . It has many long term diseases which is pre-known to everyone yet people are acting reckless.** WELL KNOWN FACT!!

Got Bored? OK! One last incident to share. I decided to drink a beer, it was in first year of college. We planned to make a debut in Binging on the other day; the ambiance was perfect, it was raining cats and dogs. I intended to stay back in college to attend the classes and they both went to the Beer shop and purchased some beer. I was surprised when I came back to the hostel and saw three FOSTER'S in the cupboard. They bought it, I cracked in laughter because it was not serious for me. Nor I was while asking for it but it was taken quite truly. On a second thought, perhaps I was not ready for this. The most difficult thing I learnt that day was to sit back in a drink session being a non drinker requires a lot of patience, courage and self-confidence. If any component is missing out of this, you could easily slip to the other side, a dangerous one

Wait! I didn't lose all, I managed to have a click with the beer bottle in hand and till date I like taking pics with alcoholic cover. While clicking pic be careful of the smell rushing out from the bottle neck.  Its horrible. . . . . ,  .   MAKE IT LARGE  !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fun or Run!!!

I am a movie lover guy, but with an extraordinary rise in box office collection my interest has decreased eventually. No! I don't have an issue with the money collection but the problem is does the movie entertain us to that level or it was just " Paise Waste ho Gaye yaar!" types. I remember my grandpa use to take us for the movies but now movie stuff are ludicrous enough to tug me back to my bed.

( this is not to criticize the work of any artist, script writer, director and producer. Its my opinion)

 Mystery Undefined!!!!!!!!

Action or Jackson:  How could a man lift  SUV s , strive against hundreds of well armed people in a jerk to reach to its undetermined goal. The drastic stunts and sound effects copied from Hollywood or to be more precised, now a Southern touch in the Bollywood movies has taken a work to the imaginary  level . The practicality of fighting and stunt scenes are not left for enough consideration. Robot-human combo is  upraise at full swing and this combo-man is already impressed with all the needful talent, mostly expected  includes flying of helicopter and  master all  languages present in the world without much complexity. Is this  A Perfect Hero!?

Believe it: A stunt !!!!

" Don't Try these stunts at home"    I wonder the validity of this disclaimer is logical enough or not. The stunts performed are itself so artificial that it does not have any existence in real world. An unsound mind also cannot think of trying the amazing stunts of flying in the air, not jumping from air jet supposedly ,  but going reverse by the high speed jet directed upwards. 

I would recommend to change this disclaimer as : " Try these stunts, If you can".

Script Writing : Without touching the unnecessary wildness of love scenes, I am restricting myself at the  plot of a love stories. More than 90 percent movies run on the basic, regular, old, traditional, unoriginal, remake,  including these three themes( all time themes):

1. Two friends( both have to be heroes) fall in love for a same girl(heroine ). End will be by the death of one or the other hero turning into villain ( one that is rejected ) or friendship regained forgetting the girl ( not seen yet )

2. The other cliche is the villain character of the girls's father. Such character is very particular about his daughter's marriage and when he finds about the affair certain steps are taken which are already known to us, so we can predict easily. . He will make all his efforts to kill the hero (Hero is immortal)  and arrange for the other guy who is father's fast friend's son readily agreed to marry for the wealth. Moreover,  ending is not new. Pity for the father's character who have missed the  Bollywood masala  otherwise he could have taken some other steps.................... 

3. This one is pathetic,  a girl and a boy will go abroad in different lot and there one of them will fall in love.  The crux of the story is when the  other person  will realize the feelings once they reach their homes and then hero do his regular task of winning the hearts of the family members and blah blah blah.

Song Composition: Old songs were slow jam , laaaaa Laaaaa Laaaaa, they all had similar starting music with lyrics coming after a long wait.  This lacuna has been filled by the latest music including  Rap, Punjabi and Sufi tracks. But I wonder what to enjoy, song's music or  lyrics which is difficult to catch at once. I believe the combination of trance and rap will soon  fill all such  gaps. Memorizing new songs is a difficult task for all bathroom singers like me.

Suspense!!!!! Yes! Bollywood is full of suspense but non-ironic.  Hero is never imperfect, he is supposedly  working as an undercover agent for his Country in all the stories. 

I never doubt the capability of our movie makers but I think they stack their exclusive work for future telecasting. This era of meaningless movies shall end and a new age of originality, entertainment, action, comedy, thrill, suspense is much awaited. A meaningless combo have had in past and present, united elan is needed to clean the unnecessary dust of money and glamour  from the box office.  . . . . . . . . . , 

Careful Traveler !!!!!

I ended a day before my planned date and it was an entertaining journey for nine hours. I wanted to reach Delhi, an easy boring flight of two hours, but Spice Jet made it extremely entertaining. They made me travel from  Karnataka to Andhra Pradesh to Delhi to Uttar Pradesh, in couple of hours. A halt at Hyderabad was amazing, especially the Veg DUM BIRYANI experience amalgamated with number of silly Don'ts, I keenly observed as my only source of entertainment. sharing it with you.

 Don'ts,:

1. CONSCIOUS Seat allotment : If you are a window seat lover guy, then before asking for window seat make sure your seat is not anyhow allotted near  a women carrying a baby, Trust me, they will kill your livelihood. I did and my peaceful Bollywood tracks were muddled with  squalling  for 2-3 hours at a stretch.  This was not the end, other mother-child pair followed me to the connecting flight and it was the end. Why they cry and shout so much I can't understand. 

2. DON'T weigh all your luggage: It was so uncertain out of me, that I went and kept all my luggage at the weighing belts, it was 5 kg extra, that means 5 x 250= Rs 1250. for carrying extra luggage. Seeing the digital readings, eyes behind the counter shined like I bought him a lottery ticket with assured gifts. Weighing all your luggage can lighten your pockets. 

3. DON'T brood Bollywood stuff : ( I never tried) if you ever get fascinated by any passenger or the attendant staff, do not ruminate the Indian movies that during the flight you can have a good time. In reality you'r always targeted by some curious eyes that expects a mischief from a teenage, probably  they are overage for this and they want some live replay of their past. 

4. DON'T dispose boarding pass: This is pretty obvious thing which people never do. But the reason for etching it here is to remind everyone that you are doing a correct thing and what if not, it can lead to trouble sometimes like it happened to me. A wary cop seeing me sitting from a long time inquired about my presence and a single thin sheet of paper, a boarding pass,  worked over all the ID cards to set myself free from all the suspicions. 

5. DON'T use  FREE WIFI: If you wish to watch online movie at leisure by opting for a free WiFi service then you have to end up with a spoiled mood after 45 minutes. I wish fast forwarding could work to end the movie within this time limit of 45 min. 

Coming back to Hyderabad BIRYANI, I found two counters selling the stuff I needed. In a satisfaction I enjoyed rest of the place and ate to my taste till the clock hit half -an-hour before boarding . tick-tick-tick.  I went to the first counter, he denied as food not available for packing, and directed me to the other shop wherein they both have a same kitchen, I went there and again denied stating that it was available but now again on stove. Within one and a half hour time I made 8-10 calls at the shopkeeper's desk for BIRYANI hoping every call a  lucky one but hard luck favoring all time..

I doubt what he felt at that time, he might have assumed me as the superstitious man who had a dream  of BIRYANI getting extinct in a couple of days. But that was certainly not the reason for my haste and hurry.

GUFFAW!