Once upon a time in my college,there was a 'guy' in our just junior batch. I met him in a bus when I was going back to home during my second year days.
Oue batch was very dangerous/stupid batch and some of the brave 'men' from our batch used to fight every now and then. Some times the events were inter-year and sometimes they were intra-year as well.
Now this 'guy' was the perfect example of a common man. Whenever anyone would fight anywhere inside the college premises [sometimes outside also] he was the first one to be beaten up. His seniors, his juniors and his batch-mates, everyone had an opportunity to kick/slap/punch him for absolutely no fault of his. His only fault was that he was a common guy with common friends with no uncommon property. When I was in my final year, our batch had an ordeal with 'his' batch. He was drinking somewhere in the jungles, he appeared from nowhere and when he realized the situation, he found himself in the middle of the ring where everyone slammed him badly :D :D
When I was in Satyam, Bangalore, I got a news that he had been expelled from the hostel because no one knew why. Once he was coming back from his vaccations and some people beat him at the bus-stand. :P
What a fucking loser he was!!!
I was just wondering, what is he doing? Is he alive?
Was he ever alive?
I don't know but whenever I see a common man, that sight reminds me of that 'guy'.
P.S: It's Real, he existed once. Now I don't know
Friday, November 13, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Mini Trip's Mini Diary
On my birthday = 12 October, I left for Chandigarh because my sister was to be operated for Pancreatic Calculi Stone at P.G.I and presence of an extremely intelligent+talented young man (me) was mandatory there to deal with the government officials. I started at 18:45 and the bus belonged to Haryana State Roadways. Following are the important observations made by me:
1. Every one is scared of the Man Behind the Counter: The man behind the counter is the most dangerous thing one can ever see. Every creature calls him "sir" and he never listens or answers to anyone. Railways, Airways, Post Office, Roadways, BSNL the counter man can be found anywhere and believe me he is the most "on-the-spot" respected person on earth. There used to be a teacher in my college and he used to scare every single child in his class. Even he was saying "sir" to him and counter-man did not reply to him. Counter-man scolded him and I was laughing at his face. :D
The counter man asked me,"tujhe kya chahiye= what do you want?"
I replied,"Entertainment". That made me board the other state's bus because after the answer I gave there was no chance of me getting a ticket from him.
2. When we were about to reach Chandigarh, the bus conductor and driver shouted at the top of their voices that Chandigarh people get down as soon as possible. I and six other poor souls boarded down, half asleep half disturbed, and we found that he had thrown us in the middle of nowhere and that place was at least 10 k.m away from Chandigarh :D Luckily I found one auto at 1 A.M. He charged me 100 INR, the bus fare from Hamirpur to Chandigarh was 140 INR :(, poor me. The auto was running just behind that bus and auto driver kept telling me," This is your bus. This is your bus!" :P Life is an unbalanced equation :)
3. In P.G.I, for the first time in my Life, I saw a doctor behaving like a doctor. Endoscopy is a very painful experience and doctors are really doing a good job. I heard people crying, shouting when the wire was inserted into their mouth and being a doctor requires highest level of patience.
4. On women oriented festivals like Karwachauth, Rakhi and other related festivals, ladies do not have to pay any fare while travelling through Himachal Roadways buses. This is injustice and partiality. How can they say that,"Ladka-ladki ek samaan", when they reserve seats and provide free travelling passes for women? But let them travel for free, government is busy collecting votes for the next election, why do they care? :-|
5. I would be writing for a Hindi news paper :)
1. Every one is scared of the Man Behind the Counter: The man behind the counter is the most dangerous thing one can ever see. Every creature calls him "sir" and he never listens or answers to anyone. Railways, Airways, Post Office, Roadways, BSNL the counter man can be found anywhere and believe me he is the most "on-the-spot" respected person on earth. There used to be a teacher in my college and he used to scare every single child in his class. Even he was saying "sir" to him and counter-man did not reply to him. Counter-man scolded him and I was laughing at his face. :D
The counter man asked me,"tujhe kya chahiye= what do you want?"
I replied,"Entertainment". That made me board the other state's bus because after the answer I gave there was no chance of me getting a ticket from him.
2. When we were about to reach Chandigarh, the bus conductor and driver shouted at the top of their voices that Chandigarh people get down as soon as possible. I and six other poor souls boarded down, half asleep half disturbed, and we found that he had thrown us in the middle of nowhere and that place was at least 10 k.m away from Chandigarh :D Luckily I found one auto at 1 A.M. He charged me 100 INR, the bus fare from Hamirpur to Chandigarh was 140 INR :(, poor me. The auto was running just behind that bus and auto driver kept telling me," This is your bus. This is your bus!" :P Life is an unbalanced equation :)
3. In P.G.I, for the first time in my Life, I saw a doctor behaving like a doctor. Endoscopy is a very painful experience and doctors are really doing a good job. I heard people crying, shouting when the wire was inserted into their mouth and being a doctor requires highest level of patience.
4. On women oriented festivals like Karwachauth, Rakhi and other related festivals, ladies do not have to pay any fare while travelling through Himachal Roadways buses. This is injustice and partiality. How can they say that,"Ladka-ladki ek samaan", when they reserve seats and provide free travelling passes for women? But let them travel for free, government is busy collecting votes for the next election, why do they care? :-|
5. I would be writing for a Hindi news paper :)
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Friday, October 2, 2009
Poor Fellow!!!
I have encountered/met/faced/seen a lot of gays in my life so far. Well, this is not how I wanted to start this post, but never mind :)
There was a fellow in my life when I was in college..........(Let us call him Mr. X)
Mr. X and I studied together in 9+10th standard in Himachal's semi-city Dharamshala. Then we met again in the college where we stayed together for two years as room mates. I changed a lot during my college years while he remained the same 9th class "wala" Mr. X, shy and super-under-confident guy. I helped him a lot as I used to do in the school days.
Background:I shifted from my old place/school to Dharamshala. Mr. X was undisputed champion of his school. He (had) always stood first, till I joined his school. He always tried to supersede me, but you know, being me is always difficult :D :P
Now, Mr. X tried hard to bring me into the competition in terms of study. But I had already given up, so he carried on with his life and I with mine.
Then, one fine day in 3rd year, I was sleeping in my room and I realized something sitting near my feet. I thought it was JP and kicked him 2 or may be three times as I don't want to be disturbed while I am asleep(actually nobody wants). But that thing kept sticking to me and I got up angrily and found Mr. X sitting near me and crying badly. It took me some time to realize the whole situation. Then, I realized it was a love affair :D
Background: After Mr. X was placed in a PSU, I heard news of his love affair with some distant beauty and I also heard that he was ready to die for that girl :)
I said to Mr. X," What Happened?" which meant "HIT ME, Bring it On, I'm Ready"
He said," On the very first day when you came to "MY" school, I liked you. I liked you and your twin brother also. I knew that I have found a true friend for the very first time in my life. I always wanted to be with you but when you left the school/place after 10th standard, my heart broke that day.I loved you"
In the meantime, I put myself in a comfortable situation so that I can run away, in case he tries to rape me. People don't even spare buffaloes, hens, cows, I am at least a human being which is a better deal after all....:P
Frustration can lead to "evil" ways :)
Contd...
"When I saw you after 3 years in the college, I was so happy."
I again shifted close to the door and I didn't know that I was very vulnerable during my 2 year stay with Mr. X in a single room :D
Lastly, he came to the point. He wanted me to talk to his "distant beauty" so that their setting can be made. Though I knew nothing could be done in his case but I wanted him to spare me, so I promised him and asked him to come next day.
All the while he was holding a cutter in his hands because he wanted to kill himself. I took that cutter from him and kept it for my Engineering Drawing Practicals :D
Now Mr. X does not talk to me. May be because I am not employed or may be he has lost his brains.
I still pray that he finds someone for himself and he stay happy forever.......:)
There was a fellow in my life when I was in college..........(Let us call him Mr. X)
Mr. X and I studied together in 9+10th standard in Himachal's semi-city Dharamshala. Then we met again in the college where we stayed together for two years as room mates. I changed a lot during my college years while he remained the same 9th class "wala" Mr. X, shy and super-under-confident guy. I helped him a lot as I used to do in the school days.
Background:I shifted from my old place/school to Dharamshala. Mr. X was undisputed champion of his school. He (had) always stood first, till I joined his school. He always tried to supersede me, but you know, being me is always difficult :D :P
Now, Mr. X tried hard to bring me into the competition in terms of study. But I had already given up, so he carried on with his life and I with mine.
Then, one fine day in 3rd year, I was sleeping in my room and I realized something sitting near my feet. I thought it was JP and kicked him 2 or may be three times as I don't want to be disturbed while I am asleep(actually nobody wants). But that thing kept sticking to me and I got up angrily and found Mr. X sitting near me and crying badly. It took me some time to realize the whole situation. Then, I realized it was a love affair :D
Background: After Mr. X was placed in a PSU, I heard news of his love affair with some distant beauty and I also heard that he was ready to die for that girl :)
I said to Mr. X," What Happened?" which meant "HIT ME, Bring it On, I'm Ready"
He said," On the very first day when you came to "MY" school, I liked you. I liked you and your twin brother also. I knew that I have found a true friend for the very first time in my life. I always wanted to be with you but when you left the school/place after 10th standard, my heart broke that day.I loved you"
In the meantime, I put myself in a comfortable situation so that I can run away, in case he tries to rape me. People don't even spare buffaloes, hens, cows, I am at least a human being which is a better deal after all....:P
Frustration can lead to "evil" ways :)
Contd...
"When I saw you after 3 years in the college, I was so happy."
I again shifted close to the door and I didn't know that I was very vulnerable during my 2 year stay with Mr. X in a single room :D
Lastly, he came to the point. He wanted me to talk to his "distant beauty" so that their setting can be made. Though I knew nothing could be done in his case but I wanted him to spare me, so I promised him and asked him to come next day.
All the while he was holding a cutter in his hands because he wanted to kill himself. I took that cutter from him and kept it for my Engineering Drawing Practicals :D
Now Mr. X does not talk to me. May be because I am not employed or may be he has lost his brains.
I still pray that he finds someone for himself and he stay happy forever.......:)
Saturday, September 26, 2009
How to Test True Love :D
I am posting this amazing "true love test" because I am out of my mind after my encounter with Bhai Sahab Nahin Lagega people :P
Step 1 :
Take your girlfriend/boyfriend/husband/wife to one of the below mentioned locations
a) Secunderabad-Near Anand Theatre in the daytime
b) Forum Mall- In Bangalore, anytime-any day
Step 2:
Hold your counterpart=soul mate=lover's hand and ask her/him to trust you. Now cross the road.
Step 3:
If your lover loves you, then he/she will come with you trusting you completely without pulling back the hand. If the hand is pulled back then there is lack of trust and its not "tum=main" or "do shareer ek jaan" type love.
Moral of the Story: Cross the road individually. Holding hands can be dangerous. One can do all "those" activities inside the room.
My broadband has started working. i remember all the errors that one can encounter with BSNL broadband, if you need help I can help.
Thank You Smita :)
Step 1 :
Take your girlfriend/boyfriend/husband/wife to one of the below mentioned locations
a) Secunderabad-Near Anand Theatre in the daytime
b) Forum Mall- In Bangalore, anytime-any day
Step 2:
Hold your counterpart=soul mate=lover's hand and ask her/him to trust you. Now cross the road.
Step 3:
If your lover loves you, then he/she will come with you trusting you completely without pulling back the hand. If the hand is pulled back then there is lack of trust and its not "tum=main" or "do shareer ek jaan" type love.
Moral of the Story: Cross the road individually. Holding hands can be dangerous. One can do all "those" activities inside the room.
My broadband has started working. i remember all the errors that one can encounter with BSNL broadband, if you need help I can help.
Thank You Smita :)
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Error Code 678
Worries and Life have a direct relationship and Life depends upon so many people whom you don't know at all. The absoluteness of Life seems too weird when we[I] have to look towards the faces of people I don't know at all and my dependence on them becomes a primary activity in Life.
The BSNL guys have knocked the logic out of my head, I thought land line would be the end of my worries but that was the beginning of an epic odyssey. I got my broadband and that works even worse than the reliance data card.
Error Code 678 is the message which has screwed me so hard that I can't sleep properly. People if you can tell me how to solve this code, I would be more than obliged. I have tried re-installing windows, re-installing modem, scanning the system with Kaspersky, Norton, Avast :P
Then a poor fellow, in fact very poor, came from BSNL office and all the while he was in my room, he kept looking at those blinking lights :D. All he knew about computer was how to use the mouse and believe me its not his fault that my broadband is not working :)
This reminds me of a childhood story where someone told me that nobody is responsible for anything. Life goes on and you can cry, be sad or mess around with people but by the end of the day its Murphy Law that rocks!!! :)
P.S: My Current Status Message on Gtalk------Tarun Goel is at the verge of losing his metnal balance. Courtsey BSNL----INDIA
Orkut---------Motherfucking Countrymen :)
And then they say," Life is Beautiful" :P
Error Code 678
Error Code 678
Don't Forget it :)
The BSNL guys have knocked the logic out of my head, I thought land line would be the end of my worries but that was the beginning of an epic odyssey. I got my broadband and that works even worse than the reliance data card.
Error Code 678 is the message which has screwed me so hard that I can't sleep properly. People if you can tell me how to solve this code, I would be more than obliged. I have tried re-installing windows, re-installing modem, scanning the system with Kaspersky, Norton, Avast :P
Then a poor fellow, in fact very poor, came from BSNL office and all the while he was in my room, he kept looking at those blinking lights :D. All he knew about computer was how to use the mouse and believe me its not his fault that my broadband is not working :)
This reminds me of a childhood story where someone told me that nobody is responsible for anything. Life goes on and you can cry, be sad or mess around with people but by the end of the day its Murphy Law that rocks!!! :)
P.S: My Current Status Message on Gtalk------Tarun Goel is at the verge of losing his metnal balance. Courtsey BSNL----INDIA
Orkut---------Motherfucking Countrymen :)
And then they say," Life is Beautiful" :P
Error Code 678
Error Code 678
Don't Forget it :)
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
And We Did It....
Long ago, actually not so long ago when I was college, there lived a poor mess-worker next to us. He used to come to our room, talk to us, tell about his kids and lastly about his problems. He told us that he had been working in the college since 1986, which actually is the starting year of N.I.T Hamirpur, and all he gets [in 2008] is 2000 INR only and once he leaves the college [mess] he will get no retirement money, no rewards for his service.
Me, JP & Karma listened to him and we told him that we will do something about it. Later on, all of us started doing the same shitty business of ours, everything except studies. After one week, that fellow died, I was coming back after failing in the exam and I found his name on the noticeboard. As, I did not know his name, I slept peacefully that after-noon, but in the evening JP told me that he was "he". And that night, three of us could not sleep... :(
May be we feel more pissed off, if someone dies, when we know someone. There is no absolute love left in this world, I guess. It is relative, had he not talked to us, we would have done the same old things without giving a single thought about him. So he died, leaving nothing but a cruel fucking world for his family.
That night, KARMA and JP smoked some thousand cigarettes, and I cursed them badly for it and we decided to start Mess Worker Welfare Fund, which will take 20 INR from all the students and will be distributed among the needy mess workers from time to time. We got into action that day only and got signatures done from all the 1000(approx.) students within one week, some people asked to reduce the amount from 20 to 5 INR. But good people and bad people co-exist, so never mind. Lastly, we were sitting in front of all the Professors, wardens and Deans with the proposal we prepared. Some fools tried to oppose us, till date I don't know why, may be I = WE did not have good marks, as marks are very important criteria to be able to respect your self in my college :D
We left college with very very very heavy heart as we could not get the job done.Our worthy teachers could not approve our proposal as they did not have guts enough to approve it.They wanted to get it approved from some higher authority and they from someone even higher than them. That dead person's image haunted me for a very long time but I guess today is the day of happiness. It is done, I don't know how it happened, neither I want to know. The job is done and "WE" did it.
R.I.P Old Man
We still blame ourselves as we could not do anything for you when you were alive :(
Me, JP & Karma listened to him and we told him that we will do something about it. Later on, all of us started doing the same shitty business of ours, everything except studies. After one week, that fellow died, I was coming back after failing in the exam and I found his name on the noticeboard. As, I did not know his name, I slept peacefully that after-noon, but in the evening JP told me that he was "he". And that night, three of us could not sleep... :(
May be we feel more pissed off, if someone dies, when we know someone. There is no absolute love left in this world, I guess. It is relative, had he not talked to us, we would have done the same old things without giving a single thought about him. So he died, leaving nothing but a cruel fucking world for his family.
That night, KARMA and JP smoked some thousand cigarettes, and I cursed them badly for it and we decided to start Mess Worker Welfare Fund, which will take 20 INR from all the students and will be distributed among the needy mess workers from time to time. We got into action that day only and got signatures done from all the 1000(approx.) students within one week, some people asked to reduce the amount from 20 to 5 INR. But good people and bad people co-exist, so never mind. Lastly, we were sitting in front of all the Professors, wardens and Deans with the proposal we prepared. Some fools tried to oppose us, till date I don't know why, may be I = WE did not have good marks, as marks are very important criteria to be able to respect your self in my college :D
We left college with very very very heavy heart as we could not get the job done.Our worthy teachers could not approve our proposal as they did not have guts enough to approve it.They wanted to get it approved from some higher authority and they from someone even higher than them. That dead person's image haunted me for a very long time but I guess today is the day of happiness. It is done, I don't know how it happened, neither I want to know. The job is done and "WE" did it.
R.I.P Old Man
We still blame ourselves as we could not do anything for you when you were alive :(
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