Rahul Kumar , and the extra sheet paradigm shift

It takes courage , a heart of metal , to fill 16 pages top to bottom , left to right in just 15 minutes. But its possible , and when our DM-112 starts writing , 16 pages can be filled in 10 minutes too. He is no more less than a RAJNIKANT.
Just 15 minutes past the stipulated examination start time , he would raise his voice blatantly , for an extra sheet.And this is when ,when i would have filled 8 sheets , our NETA JI would have filled some 5 sheets and Aastha:15 . Sitting at the rightmost corner i would raise my neck to have a look at the divine soul , the divine expressions of being a so fast and thus mind boggling writer.But this big cuboid pole will not let me experience the divine relief . ALAS!! .. Poor me.
But i am sure of one thing .I am sure of diligence our DM 112 works with . I am sure how he takes on the Question paper , one on one , and the thing to be noticed is , he always wins. During any exam time , when i should be writing the answers , my mind is filled with questions.
How could one question ,, which deserves no more than 5 lines solution , has been answered in 200 lines. It must be some art . It must be learnt , if at all it fetches good grades. I know i will never be able to learn it. Because i am too lazy to write what i dont find is worth , and i will suffer . I know.
Anyways , this extra shift paradigm has resulted in a phenomenol extravaganza. Neta ji demanded for an extra sheet today , and there are more to follow .
Aastha is always the competitor to Rahul , and yes , Geetanjali is never to be forgotten. There will be times when we will study for filling more and more extra sheets , and will not be bothered about marks . Times are not far.

Well talking about myself . I took extra sheets in a few. Screwed up only those few , BIG TIME . but its all right.I got 7 , and i know some will think , JUST 7 man!!
i know its just 7, but its my 7 .Has this life ever stopped?

Exams are over , and i am bored . Yet again.

My memoir , if it can be called so.

Sometimes, thoughts just hit you , hard , harder than they have ever before and its then when you write. Seldom , i crave to live in past but when i do , it takes all leaps and bounds.Nostalgia is empowering me.
     T.I.T Bhiwani has taught me far more than what IMT can teach me.I spent most crucial years of my life there.The refreshing scent of the first-ever feelings aromizes me even today.There are videos , all high definitions ,put subtly classified in my mind.Videos of long fruitless talks , with people whom i am closest to. Videos of cricket , videos of almost every basketball match we played( and won) in intra college tournaments.Videos of Nidhi Sharma teaching us something( i really dont know what).I remember EME laabs , physics labs , everything and everything and i know these videos have been hard burned on my hard disk.
    I remember how dumb i was( i am now too ) when they people asked me to accompany them to Shimla and i because of my borish and boring and non-adventurous attitude will never say Yes to them , and then they even didnt go without me.'We' were like that.
'Mittal' is in Mumbai , Accenture ,i think. Sensible and studious he is but still accounts significantly to a lot of total rubbish we talked.'Sophistication' is his virtue.Every girl admired his brotherish attitude.He managed to have a girl friend and unshockingly , they never ever had a fight.God Save!!!!!!
'Vashisth' is as lazy as ever.He always suggested ideas which somehow , will reduce human effort.He never ever used his hands to get his door shut.Instead used his bums , because work done by one hand to get lifted to certain height and then transfering momentum to the gate is far greater than work done by his bums to transfer the momentum. He was famous for something which is every man's envy. We had many Bhabhi's.None of them ever even looked at him.He is in Pune.
God swear , I never ever heard 'Rajpal' talking sense.NEVER EVER.I really dont know why TCS recruited him.He would take 5 times the normal time to study one chapter , and then  he would roam around in the hostel to tell people about this feat he achieved
'Jindal' is in Chennai.Accenture , again.A long time since we talked. Heard he is getting married!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.
and to the girl he always wanted .So cool!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.i am so happy for the  almost-bald boy from dadri .
'Sharma' and  ' Yadav ' are lost. Sharma and I had some issues fro some time , but in the end we were back again.He was the first guy i met in TIT. I and Sharma stopped talking for a while , then talked again , stopped again and then we were made to talk in the last days of our college. Soaked up by TCS , I think he is waiting his joining . I really have no idea where Yadav is. No contact . nothing. Actually we never had an idea , in the college too where he was. He would go to home and then would stay there until there are exams and woulg go bcak again. He perhaps , was and is , nicest boy amongst us.
Destiny , if you name chances so , pulled back me and Godara back into the same place. Here at IMT G , we are not roomies as we were in the First year of our college , but still spend considerable time together. He says , he does not love his so called ex girlfriend anymore but still cares lot about her , and whenever under spell , he keeps on telling the ages-old story of how good she was. Stubborn and obstinate he is and i really cant praise him here even if i want to. Perhaps , i would praise him when he we will not be together , after this college, i guess.
Joon has conquered his love of lifetime and loves visiting chandigarh.He is going to marry soon ( as he has been forced to ).Gem of a boy ,he is a guy so perseverant that he has half of the time in TIT doing his soceity work.
I dont know how can this Dahiya can be described in words, i wonder if he was just over emotional or over sensitive or what!!!!!!!!. currently in GAP , he is my silver lining in the dark cloud , as far as one front of my future is concerned.

Something more happened , though I never ever expected it. I with a girl!!!! Though its a weird thought , but sometimes nightmares may come true. I eloped , with lady of my dreams , and have never looked back since then . I remember vividly and distinctly how i expressed  my feelings and she blushingly and very happily , just smiled and gave me some lame reason for not conforming , just at that instant . I knew she had fallen for me . I knew she fell for me much earlier ,but  just later than when i fell for her , perhaps during first year. I can feel how i felt when i stood by her side in the physics dark room ( my blushings). I can smell her aroma now. I can feel how jealous i felt when she danced with some other guy during some cultural function . I would just keep on looking at her while in class , and i would love to be called by her name. I had observed her so diligently and for so long that i still remember each of her expressions and habit. We are still together . May be we will be always , but those days will be remembered , forever. We still love to discuss days and occasionally , we do cry . Can first emotions-of-love can be ever forgetted?

I miss the best part of my life , when i just learnt and gained and lost nothing. I miss those people . I miss that place .I am missing them.

Estranged thoughts , simplified.

Until now , I had a different perception. I used to think that life , at last , is fair to everybody.In one way or another , sooner or later, life in some of its form bestows everybody with the ultimate product , happiness.I used to think those who suffer now, will be happier someday , proportionally.I used to think-- my time will come. But times may never come. you can never say. Death , the other form of life: i must say , may grace you well before you so-called times.All the people in the world not happy with their lives , till their last breath.

      i heard of some lady committing suicide after months of deep depression.
       Didnt she deserve happiness?

      Many a times i saw some mentally and psychology disturbed person here-abouting in the middle of road.
      Where is his share of happiness?

     Life is not always fair. Sometimes just letting go off things is the best way to tackle something. But it is possible that it may not work. Your trouble may deepen.or it may work. You can never say. You can never be so sure about anything. when you are sad , you cant be so sure that you will be happy the next day , or the next , or the next , or ever. Even if you are a theist. Even if you followed every of HIS ideology.Even then , it may be dark forever or it may be vice versa.

Life may challenge you in its own strange way and however hard you try ,you may not pass , EVER.

I am an atheist , and i write what i think.

Simple penning of estranged thoughts.

I welcome winters ,inside myself too.

First time in last 2 months ,the J-43 of IMT-G is dark and sleepy at just quarter-to-one.My roomie is asleep.I, sitting on my chair and a newly well arranged table , am thinking of writing something.Lots to write.Long since i didnt write.Writing is the best escape for me from my mental cobweb. Its the third best thing i do to myself.

    Summers are on trailing behind. Life has changed a lot during these summers. New people , new acquaintances ,good people , not so good people, flattery , sycophancy , diligence, love , belongingness---there are many things which i have experienced , in extreme , in a short span of 2 months of my stay here. I have evolved ,in some aspects and I have fallen back in some. I cant say how and why it is happening but i am , somehow , falling short of acumen.Instinct , killer instinct has been galloped down by the maze. The good thing is i am realizing this.I dont know i have not daydreamt since when, and it is not at all a good sign. One must be able to see his future. One must have a clear image of how he wants his future to be.How can i be missing this thing? Cant say , but i am going on on , without thinking much , without contemplations. But things will change and somehow now , i am able to see that.

   The windows have been opened.Oxygen is gushing inside.I can feel the warmth of winters.Summers , for sure are gone.Its time for winter and the beautiful bright charming sunshine of the winter sunIts time to rejoice.

 I will back but with some glories.

 I welcome winters, inside myself too and i am happy.

cheers to winter

LOVE begets HATRED

Emotions rise and emotions fall ,

Those that sustain must be critical of all.

LOVE and HATRED , i tell you , are the only two emotions that exist.All others are mere shadows of these. And the two emotions are so complimentry , that even for the same person or thing you all always have both waving hello to each other. The more you love , more you are generating a hatred for the same and vice versa , though the other feeling may be under your subconscious.

You love her , you feel happy that she is happy , you feel satisfied that she is satisfied and you are out of bounds when she huggs you and this is your LOVE for her.

You love her , you feel insecure that she is happy ( when you are not there ) , you feel shallow when she is all cheerfull and satisfied though you two have not met for long and you HATE her for that.

The more you LOVE her , the more you HATE her.

This is a facebook status of a friend which i saw just today--------

"

ctually no1 wants tht ur luvd 1 get hurts coz of u...bt actually there lies a portion in ur heart which really dnt like sm1 smiling without ur own presence.. u ll feel insecure at that point of time tht how cld he/she is enjoying without ur luv..."

People and places are different , Emotions are same . I am not alone .

PS-----------------just a very-common-man-opinion. 'SAINTS' and 'MODS' refrain.

LOVER OF THE DAY

i dont know why it is that with me that only these things compel me to write , but then its all right.i have been observed a strange phenomenon on THE GREAT YOUTH PLATFORM , FACEBOOK.For the past five days i have been opening my account to see at least five of my friends having played LOVER OF THE DAY. While some have been as regular as feeding their pet puppies , others do it once in a while, may be when they touch feets of their mom dad.well, the game has touched my feet too.and then i observed that those who play this game (i would say it is a game) are only singles. May be that is an subjugated outcry of singleanism ( i dont fel sngleatic now adays). but there were days when i used to say regularly that i should be having a girlfriend ( and i usually pointed to one girl...but only in my mind). May be LOVER OF THE DAY is an expression that i am available to mingle . Already mingled ones dont dare to play the game and also the game is not for homosexulas...errrrr. LOVER of the day is always opposite sexed.WHAT has caught my mind is that FACEBOOK or rather these application developers have so rightly understood the physicality of the our mental mind.While i will advise all to keep playing the game just to keep busy the singleatic self, i would also say that get out of this virtual world to find lover of lifetime, or else get out this virtual world to feel SINGLEANISM. It will be a fun of life or life of fun.......dont know.

correction:::::::: cheers to homos.. today only saw a same sexed lover of the day........AND......i am not a homo....NOT AT ALL

cheers

I liked it...

I love being criticised.Atleast i come to know that i am being continuosly followed.I just loved peoples' response to NETWORKING MELODRAMA.I am happy that the article was successfull in shaking mental aperture of some beautiful minds.Yes it worked.A very good and old pal of mine even blocked me on his gtalk.Because he loves to remain busy and then to chat.His intentions are clear.And this has encouraged my motive.
I heartily welcome all the comments.People accused me of being a part of the system and then criticising it.But..cant i do so.Cant i bring out my flaws.I agree that i am a commited user of these sites and with equal force i say that i just waste my time and do nothing else.And i can criticise myselves.

thanks everbody who read that..i welcome you all with a open heart and an open mind

special thanks to ANONYMOUS..i would love to know your name

Networking Melodrama

With this self effulgent Social Networking biting everybody's back now a days , it often comes to mind if this social revolution is truly so efficient as it is being hyped. Do we really need such social networking websites ; are they really of some help to anybody. I am a regular visitor of all these websites but till now ( 4 years since i signed up for all of these) i think i have not extracted something good from these but yes I do waste a a few hours daily replying to SCRAPS and writing something on WALLs and playing some extra wonderfull GAMES. And i don't think that anybody else does something else .This is wastage, these are wastage.People love Social Networking because people love wasting time.Well, leave this. Consider another wonderfull thing from google: The GTALK , the talk machine. What a way to get connected. There are some friends of mine who are on gtalk almost everytime I login.The keep their status as busy( the red button) , but reply every time i send them a chat, and every time there is this expression of wow and bewilderment on my face.Why do they keep their status as busy when they have to reply to every chat. Why dont they remain green(available) , ready to talk. Mystery for me. May be they want to pretend that they are busy.but to whom they pretend?.i think to themselves.Well , to protect people like me from this emotional and social i-dont-know-what, google should remove the red button. either be available (green ) or be invisible (if you dont want to chat).

Green chatting

best wishes