the WONDER YEARS

Things never turn up exactly the way you planned.

Growing up with memories of childhood,they stay with you for a long haul.
A town,
a house like a lot of houses,
a yard like a lot of yards,
a street like a lot of streets

a girl
brown hair ,black eyes,
when she smiled i smiled,
when she cried i cried.

and after all these years I still look back with wonder.

I’ll be right there

the WONDER YEARS

Things never turn up exactly the way you planned.

Growing up with memories of childhood,they stay with you for a long haul.
A town,
a house like a lot of houses,
a yard like a lot of yards,
a street like a lot of streets

a girl
brown hair ,black eyes,
when she smiled i smiled,
when she cried i cried.

and after all these years I still look back with wonder.

I’ll be right there

the WONDER YEARS

Things never turn up exactly the way you planned.

Growing up with memories of childhood,they stay with you for a long haul.
A town,
a house like a lot of houses,
a yard like a lot of yards,
a street like a lot of streets

a girl
brown hair ,black eyes,
when she smiled i smiled,
when she cried i cried.

and after all these years I still look back with wonder.

I’ll be right there

an ode to Bannerbhai

So here i am writing a blog that is supposed to compete against a blog written by a person who has a highly CAT/GRE (take ur pick)flavoured vocabulary ,who is a self
confessed liquor lover/give up/no enthu person ,who goes by the name of Bannerbhai
in the highly elite circles of IIT Madras,and who happens to be a good friend of mine.

So battle lines are drawn,arms and ammunition ready,strategies made,ploys
played,heads scratched,grey cells exploited…..

So we are in the middle of a conversation ,in the middle of the night and in the middle of
nowhere he comes up with his idea of the century(an understatement).We refers to
Sourav,Neha and me and he refers to Sourav(who else..i gave up thinking long
ago).And the idea is to have a blog writing competition for which we need to have a
common topic.

So Neha who happens to be my cousin is going to be the judge and all three of us were
classmates at some point in our lives . She after finishing her “Sahana Mukherjee
Classes for l-v–s in Distress”(i being her not so able pupil)decides upon the topic and
throws it at us…….

So i put my pen to paper (read fingers to keyboard)and sluggishly key in the crap above
.I am thinking over the topic ,and i think and i think and watch the minutes ticking away.

So I am thinking and suddenly i feel enlightened ,no bodhi trees , no full moon(or was it
the new moon).I feel like Buddha.The truth dawns upon me , sense seeps into my
psyche ,my synapses get activated.

So what the hell am i doing at this unearthly hour ,when i should rather be wrapped
away in bed getting ready for a new day ,getting ready for the slog that is customary
before the storm called the”end semester examinations”. I ,of all things in the world am
writing a blog and that too a blog thats going to compete against
Bannerbhai’s.Someone yells at me “If this is not craziness what is!!!!!” .

“U are crazy enough to write a blog and crazier too to put it in competition with
Bannerbhai’s Blog”
I smile that crooked smile to myself ,switch off my pc and go to sleep.

PS:14TH nov is Bhai phota and to those who know what it means and have gone through the blog properly i do have a card up my sleeve.Whadya say judge???”

ALLS FAIR IN LOVE ,WAR AND BLOGGING.

an ode to Bannerbhai

So here i am writing a blog that is supposed to compete against a blog written by a person who has a highly CAT/GRE (take ur pick)flavoured vocabulary ,who is a self
confessed liquor lover/give up/no enthu person ,who goes by the name of Bannerbhai
in the highly elite circles of IIT Madras,and who happens to be a good friend of mine.

So battle lines are drawn,arms and ammunition ready,strategies made,ploys
played,heads scratched,grey cells exploited…..

So we are in the middle of a conversation ,in the middle of the night and in the middle of
nowhere he comes up with his idea of the century(an understatement).We refers to
Sourav,Neha and me and he refers to Sourav(who else..i gave up thinking long
ago).And the idea is to have a blog writing competition for which we need to have a
common topic.

So Neha who happens to be my cousin is going to be the judge and all three of us were
classmates at some point in our lives . She after finishing her “Sahana Mukherjee
Classes for l-v–s in Distress”(i being her not so able pupil)decides upon the topic and
throws it at us…….

So i put my pen to paper (read fingers to keyboard)and sluggishly key in the crap above
.I am thinking over the topic ,and i think and i think and watch the minutes ticking away.

So I am thinking and suddenly i feel enlightened ,no bodhi trees , no full moon(or was it
the new moon).I feel like Buddha.The truth dawns upon me , sense seeps into my
psyche ,my synapses get activated.

So what the hell am i doing at this unearthly hour ,when i should rather be wrapped
away in bed getting ready for a new day ,getting ready for the slog that is customary
before the storm called the”end semester examinations”. I ,of all things in the world am
writing a blog and that too a blog thats going to compete against
Bannerbhai’s.Someone yells at me “If this is not craziness what is!!!!!” .

“U are crazy enough to write a blog and crazier too to put it in competition with
Bannerbhai’s Blog”
I smile that crooked smile to myself ,switch off my pc and go to sleep.

PS:14TH nov is Bhai phota and to those who know what it means and have gone through the blog properly i do have a card up my sleeve.Whadya say judge???”

ALLS FAIR IN LOVE ,WAR AND BLOGGING.

an ode to Bannerbhai

So here i am writing a blog that is supposed to compete against a blog written by a person who has a highly CAT/GRE (take ur pick)flavoured vocabulary ,who is a self
confessed liquor lover/give up/no enthu person ,who goes by the name of Bannerbhai
in the highly elite circles of IIT Madras,and who happens to be a good friend of mine.

So battle lines are drawn,arms and ammunition ready,strategies made,ploys
played,heads scratched,grey cells exploited…..

So we are in the middle of a conversation ,in the middle of the night and in the middle of
nowhere he comes up with his idea of the century(an understatement).We refers to
Sourav,Neha and me and he refers to Sourav(who else..i gave up thinking long
ago).And the idea is to have a blog writing competition for which we need to have a
common topic.

So Neha who happens to be my cousin is going to be the judge and all three of us were
classmates at some point in our lives . She after finishing her “Sahana Mukherjee
Classes for l-v–s in Distress”(i being her not so able pupil)decides upon the topic and
throws it at us…….

So i put my pen to paper (read fingers to keyboard)and sluggishly key in the crap above
.I am thinking over the topic ,and i think and i think and watch the minutes ticking away.

So I am thinking and suddenly i feel enlightened ,no bodhi trees , no full moon(or was it
the new moon).I feel like Buddha.The truth dawns upon me , sense seeps into my
psyche ,my synapses get activated.

So what the hell am i doing at this unearthly hour ,when i should rather be wrapped
away in bed getting ready for a new day ,getting ready for the slog that is customary
before the storm called the”end semester examinations”. I ,of all things in the world am
writing a blog and that too a blog thats going to compete against
Bannerbhai’s.Someone yells at me “If this is not craziness what is!!!!!” .

“U are crazy enough to write a blog and crazier too to put it in competition with
Bannerbhai’s Blog”
I smile that crooked smile to myself ,switch off my pc and go to sleep.

PS:14TH nov is Bhai phota and to those who know what it means and have gone through the blog properly i do have a card up my sleeve.Whadya say judge???”

ALLS FAIR IN LOVE ,WAR AND BLOGGING.

so its diwali

So what am i looking forward to this diwali ? For the records though this is my first Diwali away from home , so its kinda special and i am definitely missing home ,mithais and crackers.
Well nothing much to look forward to really , the evening brings in Illumination and Rangoli where the effort put in over several night outs comes to display.Will talk about them in the the next post.

As of now its just another extended weekend stretching uptill monday.But a lot of work at hand and a lot of studying to do (end sems ).

Well a few things i want to do this diwali

• clean my room (which seems to be a distant possibility)
• pamper myself a bit with mithais (definitely on the cards)
• no crackers for me this time
• complete “The Da Vinci Code” by Dan Brown
• watch Veer Zara
• see my hall win both Illumination and Rangoli
• and last but not the least study

want to make it atleast 2.5 /7 if not more

And for those who are with their families enjoy your diwalis , get those sweetish stuff in (never mind the calories),bring out your crackers ,and for others maybe let the booze flow and let cash exchange hands.

Happy Deepawali to all.

so its diwali

So what am i looking forward to this diwali ? For the records though this is my first Diwali away from home , so its kinda special and i am definitely missing home ,mithais and crackers.
Well nothing much to look forward to really , the evening brings in Illumination and Rangoli where the effort put in over several night outs comes to display.Will talk about them in the the next post.

As of now its just another extended weekend stretching uptill monday.But a lot of work at hand and a lot of studying to do (end sems ).

Well a few things i want to do this diwali

• clean my room (which seems to be a distant possibility)
• pamper myself a bit with mithais (definitely on the cards)
• no crackers for me this time
• complete “The Da Vinci Code” by Dan Brown
• watch Veer Zara
• see my hall win both Illumination and Rangoli
• and last but not the least study

want to make it atleast 2.5 /7 if not more

And for those who are with their families enjoy your diwalis , get those sweetish stuff in (never mind the calories),bring out your crackers ,and for others maybe let the booze flow and let cash exchange hands.

Happy Deepawali to all.

so its diwali

So what am i looking forward to this diwali ? For the records though this is my first Diwali away from home , so its kinda special and i am definitely missing home ,mithais and crackers.
Well nothing much to look forward to really , the evening brings in Illumination and Rangoli where the effort put in over several night outs comes to display.Will talk about them in the the next post.

As of now its just another extended weekend stretching uptill monday.But a lot of work at hand and a lot of studying to do (end sems ).

Well a few things i want to do this diwali

• clean my room (which seems to be a distant possibility)
• pamper myself a bit with mithais (definitely on the cards)
• no crackers for me this time
• complete “The Da Vinci Code” by Dan Brown
• watch Veer Zara
• see my hall win both Illumination and Rangoli
• and last but not the least study

want to make it atleast 2.5 /7 if not more

And for those who are with their families enjoy your diwalis , get those sweetish stuff in (never mind the calories),bring out your crackers ,and for others maybe let the booze flow and let cash exchange hands.

Happy Deepawali to all.

froggy nights

i had his uninvited ,unknown guest today.A frog.Well it is not entirely unkwon .It seems to have taken some sort of fancy to my room and constantly keeps getting in through an open window.So now i live with lizard ( maybe two) ,18 spiders ,n no of mosquitos, LGBs and have a frog for a frequent visitor and someone tells me there are others who exist in anonymity.

I am sleeping on the lap of nature and ain’t I enjoying it.Thanks to Darwin though .” I’ll survive” and that makes me happy as hell.