If I wouldn't have come to kota...

I know I am supposed to be emotionally deprived and am supposed to have no care or feeling for any of my friends.... but now as most of them have left Kota it's like my two years are coming back to me... Whenever we go to together in a group of like 15 people to see off a guy at railway station 30 k.m. away at 3 in the morning, we all start discussing about the time spend with them eating "puri sabji" and drinking chai or coffee... and after one thing leads to another we always jump to the same point and that point would be "who is the next guy leaving kota" and eventually, "why did we come to this cursed place"... I mean after spending two most beautiful years of our lives when we are supposed to be in school being a head boy or a cultural captain, dating beautiful girls in short skirts, we ended up here supposed to be studying for 12 hrs and looking at nerd, fat, ugly bitches...But then we would suddenly go like that if we haven’t came to kota we wouldn’t have met each other... and the very moment the discussion becomes to my utter disappointment sad and sentimental...

I mean kota took a lot from us yet gave us what no other place could have ever given and I am not just talking about math derivations or phy. concepts but some real happy memories... some we would cherish for a long period of time... sometimes when we were real low these are the memories which bought a smile on our face...though again there are some we would really like to forget... I have met some wonderful and talented people but again I have been friends with some I wish I would have never met... Though to many of those departing friends I was and shall be a person with no emotions what’s so ever and a back stabber, whose idea of having fun was to make fun of them... I laughed with them but most of the time on them.... but in reality I did like them all and now when they are gone I do miss spending time with them...

So now back to the point. After every such sad a sentimental gay conversation (though then it doesn’t feel like one) we come to the best part... things we wouldn’t have done if we wouldn’t have come to Kota... it does make us all feel cheerful... Few of the not so censored ones are the ones I am gonna mention... You may not fully understand them but then try to step in our shoes which would be of stepping into a normal teenager spending life in Kota then you may get a laugh out of them...

(Sigh)... if we wouldn’t have come to Kota...

We wouldn’t have made a cyber cafe (U4) our second home by the end of our first year and our first home by the time we reached the end of our second... we would only go to our respective P.G's to sleep and few of us also didn’t even bother to do that... It's a mystery thought what did those guys do on "nature's call...” I mean there was a guy who was at cafe for three day continually including nights... where and when the hell did he shit!!!

We wouldn’t have been so addicted to our company and wouldn't be so jobless that just after getting up and brushing the teeth we would set out to meet each other at various places like U4 or movie halls (Readers here must take a note that bansal where we were suppose to be and study was never a meeting point) and would purposely go to such places which would consume lots of time either in traveling or in the procedure so we don’t end up being like "uhh, so now what's next?".... (We even watched sad movies for like three times at movie halls just to kill time... Man we were jobless!!!)...

We wouldn't have realized how tasty and filling can eating good food be... really most of our mom's had this complain that we don’t each much and had tension we would eat even less after coming here coz this place is supposed to have totally tasteless food... worse then my previous hostel... but then they forgot this place also has few good restaurants... for lunch we would have few sandwiches and burgers then for dinner we would all go to a nice place and eat the whole menu up...everyday for the whole week... our families obviously unknown to this would eventually wonder how do we maintain our good health when our food mess Tiffin are hardly touched... Seriously I never expected to walk in restaurants and get served by just saying "My Usual."

We wouldn’t have realized and learned the important lesson of how to handle money or in this case how to produce it out of nowhere... we spent all the money we got in 10 days or so yet we somehow managed to live our life in the same fashion...This would eventually(which I think you guys would have guessed) lead to totally be in debt... and we would pay our debt by getting in few more debt... by the end of month we would realize we are so much in it that we might consider selling our clothes or drop on few luxuries like eating food... though we would still like to continue going to restaurants.. And when the time came to pay the bills we would realize no one had actually bought the money....

We wouldn’t have made a gang...By saying that I mean we wouldn’t have made a gang! we were like group of 13 people and if anyone went against anyone of us or if anyone would have any problem we would all solve it by any means possible...(the only thing which missed was a name)...

We wouldn’t have played football at 2 in the morning and got chased down by cops for making loud noise in the middle of nights... (I play good as a mid-fielder)...

We wouldn’t have bunked so much that it stared to matter when we went to class... people would get surprised we actually went to class... even teacher would be like are you a new student??? It seems like we bunked two years from our lives...

By this time usually we all are in our own world and we would all start thinking about the things we personally accomplished after coming to kota... things we couldn’t have done anywhere else...for example...

Like I said in beginning too, we wouldn’t have met each other... Many would say we were reason for ruining each others' lives but we never felt it that way... we immensely enjoyed each others company and miss it when we all have gone our separate ways...

I wouldn’t have started blogging in the first place... I started it to pass time whenever I got bored over here in nights... now though I do it for plain fun...

I wouldn’t have watched so many movies. Many of those people even never heard off... I actually watched all the movies there in every cyber cafe over here and I had trouble selecting one from a collection of 3000 movies... I had to find names of movies on net and then actually go and see them... (I have now covered most of the good actors I know)

I wouldn’t have downloaded 16 gb of all kind entertaining stuff from music to Lewis black comedy shows... me and few of my friends were sole reason for two cafe to shut down coz we filled them with viruses... hehehe.. we wasted a hell lot of time in this but seriously whenever I listen to a song or watch a show its like worth it... every moment of it...

I wouldn’t have so random and weird conversation with my friends... who have no relevance what’s so ever with our lives but anyway increased our general bullshit knowledge… I remember my first talk with kala was at cafe discussing Hitler, Second World War and Russian economy...

I wouldn’t have had to actually worry about my mobile bills... Though I spent most of the day with my friends I still ended up with huge phone bills coz of talking to them...
I wouldn’t have made and eaten omelet made from a frozen egg kept in fridge for like a month (no, I am not exaggerating)...like I said before it all come down to food for me...

I wouldn't have developed such mood swings...one moment I would be all serious and decent next moment I would be laughing and making fun of other guys... one moment I’ll be happy next I would be sad and angry... one moment I’ll be like lets just sit next I would be like lets go and play... (People should applaud my friends for they actually managed to live with this)

I wouldn’t have hated studying so much... I meant I was supposed to be a good student and I personally loved studying but after so much of bunking and rusting of books due of lack of use I too became one of those lazy idiots...

I wouldn’t have helped a friend successfully over a “I love a girl" issue when I never myself was involved in any such case...see I could handle serious situations...
I wouldn’t have fought with auto walas over five bucks and spent 200 buck on the same night over a movie with no regrets...

I wouldn’t have slept for 31 hrs in two days... (Yes you guys may show your surprise)... I slept for like twenty hrs got up for few hrs then again slept for like 11 hrs that to my hostel mates woke me up thinking something is seriously wrong with me...(what! I was sick, I needed rest)
I wouldn’t have become so good at lying that even I had trouble knowing when I wasn’t doing it... I would lie to people looking in their eyes... I would lie when I need not and about the thing that don’t matter... and I would just lie coz its fun...(I bet by this time you may start having doubts about what kind of person i may be but let me remind you these are only the censored deed I felt were safe enough to mention ;) )

I wouldn’t have become so fluent at bribing people... it comes naturally to me now... with confidence and no embarrassment...I even have few good lines now to go with the procedure...
though probably I would have done this where ever I would have been but I need to mention my stamina of eating maggi at night... it really didn’t matter if I have had my dinner or not but I just had to have maggi with coke...it basically defined my night routine...


P.S. this particular post is dedicated to my friends... all of them... kala, aishwarya, mandar, raman, garv, ayush, mihir, puneet, ashish, samrat, aabhas and to all those too whom I may have forgotten to mention...

The Love Making Between Mihir And Kala.

And he felt mihir's hand crawling up on his crouch and he knew that now it was the moment... The moment he has awaited and feared all his life... His breath fastened and he feels mihir's other hand unbuttoning his shirt...

It all happened one lonely evening in U4 (well doesn't everything happen over here?). It was 13th test at bansal and most of the 12th guys from U4 had gone for a movie. There were thus only three people in the lonely hall of U4 Mihir, Kala (abhinav shubham) and me... I was the unfortunate one who had to view the love making of Mihir and Kala coz Mihir asked me put this story online... I am scared for my life... Anyone would be if had to go through what I did... Kala of course was the victim but I am sure he enjoyed every bit of it even if doesn’t say so...So as we were alone playing Counter-strike Mihir feels that he has to be satisfied... The ever innocent chubby face of Kala meets Mihir's eyes and he knows that he has found the victim...

While Kala smiles watching friends on my DVD Mihir gets up and stands next to Kala while his hands rest on Kala's shoulders... Kala smiles to Mihir, had he known what lay ahead...Mihir Kisses Kala on his cheeks and Kala tries to rebel but Kala was never a man enough to throw somebody off him...He still has a smile on his face, he probably thinks Mihir is just "acting" gay, well he was in for a very big surprise... Mihir hands slips under kala's shirt... Kala then realizes something is wrong and try to avoid getting into an "uncomfortable" situation by trying to change the topic... but Mihir was determined today... he knew what he wanted and today he would get it any how.... Mihir's hands slips further down... Kala now feels uneasy and stops watching friends and turn and face Mihir... all the colors are drained from his face... Just looking at mihir's face Kala knew what lay ahead... he could see the untold horrors that he was about to face, in the ever smiling face and twinkling eyes of Mihir...

He tries to get out but Mihir's reflexes are way too much faster than kala's (one of the gifts of being a sportsman)... Mihir grabs kala's shirt and I hear an almost inaudible sound of rip... kala's chest is now clearly visible for all to see which would sadly be me... Mihir's smile broadens... his hands reaches out of his pants and he asks me to shut the door for him... I hear pleading cries of Kala... I am but stunned by what exactly is talking place and thus continue standing there listening to neither being... then suddenly I come in my senses... I hear a divine and always awaited line... A treat and free dinner!!! FOOD!!! The thing I live for... Feeling sorry for Kala and feeling kind of guilty I close the door to exit... What happens next I can’t type... Not only coz the censor board might not appreciate it but I just can’t bring myself to think and write about the unearthly events that had taken place.... but let just say by the end of it Mihir was utterly satisfied, Kala nearly dead and i scared for my whole life...

P.S. It's just a work of fiction written to irritate Kala a good friend of mine... but the basic thought is true... Mihir hit on Kala on every possible moment...and this blog id dedicated to them...May their love live forever....

Blogs on demand?

Many people were wondering on the quality of my last two blogs... they said it lacked the quality and the usual sarcasm all my earlier post had... I welcome critics and I did ponder on this issue and yeah it was true even I thought, they could have been written in a better way... I started writing to express my feelings and to sharpen my creativity by writing online and truly specking I wrote when I had nothing better to do then to sit and daydream but lately I have been writing not for me but for people... My friends now use me as a medium to express what we all face... It's the highest honor I could have got... request to perform is a dream come to true for every amateur performer... but then it took away the fun of writing... though I would have written on the topic any way even if my friends hadn’t asked me too but when I write after they know it, its no more fun.. I mean c'mon I wrote to make them smile and surprise them but if they know what I am suppose to write they would be critical reading it rather than enjoying it and I cant put sarcastic fun in it when I know that my folks know what about to come.. the element of surprise is not anymore with it... writing such an accuse would generally coz me loose friendship with many and after that sorry box blog I do have to think twice b4 I write but thanks to U4's anti porn software which blocks by blog due to the abuses in it no one in U4 can view my blog... initially I was sad about it coz I knew my friends wont be able to read it anymore but then I thought yes! They won’t be able to read it anymore!!! They wouldn’t take pain of going somewhere else just to read my blog so that means I can write whatever I want... WOW!!! Freedom at last... though I would surely miss the fun and comments my friends used to drop by and how sometimes they would discuss it... one even put the link to the blog in his photo album... I know it’s not much but yes, I do take pride in it and consider it an accomplishment... if my friend like reading it, then it fulfills my wish... and that the price I’ll have to pay for the freedom...
Another reason for my blog being deprived of sarcasm is than in real life I am not so funny anymore... initially I would go around make fun of people comment on them take verbal fights now I don’t do this anymore... people would stop me before we get into an argument and now even I don’t feel like debating every time... and due to few comments by some friends on how I am rude I don’t feel like making fun of people... I now actually think of their feelings...

I!! I!!! I!!!...

I actually think such... can you imagine... the most rude guy in the corner actually thinks of other people feeling now and the job he was most good at "making fun of people" he is not doing it any more... and that to has affected my writing.. Coz I write what I think... it’s in a flow... I don’t stop while writing... so if a humor comes in my mind while writing a conversation or an incident I’ll write it and since I am not thinking of such thing it’s showing in my writing...
So what's the point of this writing?? the point is... readers please bear with me... I am tiring to get the humorous me back... yes! Wait for few more days and then I’ll be there making fun of you all again... Haaahhahaa!!
So get ready and prepared folks, coz the old raghav is ready to rock...

I AM BACK!!!

Me: A U4tv Bakra!!

Well now I finally know how exactly it feels to be a bakra.. We all laugh looking at them but then being in their shoes is pretty embarrassing...
So this fine day I am awaken by this call from a total stranger and the guy goes like
"You are raghav right? From dps jaipur...Fucker you are being to smart now a days... So you will distribute classified information regarding sanju and sid. (Names changed)... Fucker I'll come to your hostel and kick your ass."...
I was like yeah right... As if he would be able to do anything... If it really was them then I had nothing to worry about... Why would I have to...? When I have this well organized and well set group of friends who I know would stand up for me... And we already had kicked their butt in a previous encounter....so I say
"Listen I don’t know who are you but then if you have a problem come to U4... I'll meet you there and sort things out..."
And I cut the phone... Man I was sleeping and had just gotten up that to on this note it took me several seconds to realize what exactly has transpired... so I put my jeans on and go to U4... on the way I call ayush(my cousin), as usual he proves he share my blood coz he doesnt pic the call... Next I call Mihr... He informs me that he is out and will be at U4 in some time along with Hemant bhaiya... I am reassured... I dint wanted a serious thing and would have appreciated if only we could have solved but if Hemant bhaiya is involved I was sure the problem would not even be extended to the second meeting...
By this time I reach U4 and tell the already present crowd what has taken place... They are all surprisingly supportive, participative and cheerful... but then it's Kota and I have learned you really can’t expect things from them...
So hemant bhaiya comes and I call the person and go like
"Beti, (yes I know it sounds weird on such occasion but believe me it can do wonders and I really like this particular abuse... All the guys kept laughing at it...) you didn't coz over here... I am waiting for you..."
And I pass the phone to other folks... They take turns abusing the fella in very very creative way....so then the guy on the phone tells me to come to a place near by... Hemant bhaiya along with mihir go to confront the idiotic person who could dare... During this time I enjoy myself along with other eating sandwiches... When hemant Bhaiya eventually comes he has a crease n his fore head and a much tensed face... He says
"Oi raghav, from whom have you taken this fight... There were bantu and pintu (names changed).... they are proper gangster and even Iwont be able to do anything regarding this... I go like Ohhkk... so there is someone who can’t be handled my bhaiya... so I try to think of my options when Hemant bhaiya starts telling me the details of those guys...Murderers, gangster, smugglers and drunk... So I go like Fuck!! I am screwed...But my first worry is man what if they come to my hostel... No I am not exactly tensed about facing them... (Yeah I am worried bout that to...) but if they come to my hostel my uncle would come to know and I really really didnt want him to know anything regarding this...
So I ask hemant Bhaiya what options I had... He call a person who once have handled these guys in the past and they promises of a meeting the other day... and hemant bhaiya took me to some other people who have had to face them.. All were of same opinion...
"Leave the City"
I was like ohhk!! This is not going to help me out... Then they start telling me various other stories regarding them.... Even saying that one was them was at present in jail... A weird thought comes to mind but I dismiss it...Then I thought
"ok! I am pretty much fucked... and your encouraging statements wouldn’t really help me out..."
So we go to have dinner "Yes, even at such points I am hungry and carve for food"... During this time hemant bhaiya asks me various questions on diff scenarios of my possible doings and ask if I could do such stuff... I was like I would my best to avoid getting more into it but then I really couldn’t fulfill there demands...Then after all the encouraging statements from my friends regarding them... and the thought of confronting my uncle... scares me... So hemant bhaiya decides to put me out of his misery and decides to pull his trump card... He asks me to call that person again... I feel a bit odd if he could have done this before why he waited for so much time... but then I call anyway... A phone rings near by... And In a flash every thing seems clear....
Now my doubts about the other person could have known about my role as info. supplier, and how could mihir and hemant bhaiya could have come that fast to U4 when mihir said he would take 15 minutes and how were they together... then my doubt over the previous conversation comes.. How the people were saying one of them were in jail while hemant bhaiya said he saw those guys waiting for me...
Hemant bhaiya along with all other kids and played a prank on me (a good one at that)... I didn’t question anybody coz I thought hemant bhaiya wouldn't do such thing and trusted him all the way....the kids start laughing around me... I feel sheepish... But then what ever be the case they had pulled a nice prank....These souls were laughing all the way during my misery... garv comes up to me and says he didn’t mean any offence and said if I was willing to help him out with a task...
Man, He has ball!!! I just glare at him and he continues to eat his pizza... He surely would have to work a lot in order to convince me now...
But whatever be the case I after a long time felt what it was like to be on the receiving end... I mean usually I am the one who plays such pranks but man... It can create some troubles...

P.S. If you are wondering why I was picked for this prank the reason was I didn’t come to U4 for a period of two days...(which is two much for other guys and proved too much to me...)

Me Aabhas and Champa!!

Aabhas got his girl(well at least what it looked like), Garv his treat... and what did I Get "Harri puttar"....

It all started when we went to local circus over here after a gruesome test of bansal classes PVT lmt. kota.... looking at those beauties present and performing next to impossible task we were saddened to our heart that we still don't have a girlfriend.... well we are 17 and yet so single....

so we decided we will do all in our power and help each other to find our respective loves... I came up with a girl for Aabhas(hero of this story) which i still haven't him introduced to...we were all so much in misery of our sad lives that day when we finally woke up next day, incident of previous day seemed to be just a joke... But i guess that was not to be the case...

I was woken up by Kala and went for a movie I didn't know about... as usual i just got up and went along without asking any question(how i wish i had)... in the way we met Garv and he asked me if i was interested in a girl... I thought he must be joking coz i just moved on saying a movie is way important than a champa (girl)...

The movie Hari Puttar was exceptionally bad... a real bad rip off of home alone3 and worse they were popularising harry potter instead of home alone... Had I known what was happening with other folks while i was tormenting myself with the empty hall and the movie(there were only 6 people out there except we 8 idiots who had gone on their will)...

Garv after a rejection from my side went to Aabhas and offered him the same thing and he not been an idiot like me took full advantage and said yes... Thus Aabhas got a phone number of a girl and a prospect of getting a girlfriend... The best part was Garv was a friend to that girl and he could always pursue her to meet Aabhas which eventually did help him out...

So when i meet these guys again horrified from watching Hari Puttar I am informed of the recent happenings... I feel so jealous of Aabhas... Man! I could have got the girl had i not acted as an idiot... but i on the same hand feels good for Aabhas.. He was about to score... but what i really wished was Aabhas getting the girl and the girl having even more beautiful friend on whom i could lay my hands on....

So Aabhas called this girl up that night and said if he was in love with her for three months and gave her insight information regarding her with the help of Garv... You see folk this guy hasn't even seen the girl before... if she had been standing in front of him he wouldn't have recognised her and he said he was following her for three months now...

The girl reluctant in the beginning finally gave in to meet Aabhas after the garv persuaded her to move on from her past relationship and confirmed if she doesn't feel secure to go alone to meet him garv could company her... you see acc. to the girl Garv had no connection with Aabhas... Man!!! these guys even talked on phone being strangers....

When I updated on the scenario the next day... I decided to accompany Aabhas to the restaurant where the meeting was supposed to be held but I wasn't sure if she would be comfortable with me being present with Aabhas so I decide to go with him being a stranger... and garv liked the idea and said he could pretend we are friends(which we are) who have met coincidental(which was not the case)... so he could leave Aabhas and the girl alone for the talks... So we set aforth in our planing and went to that place... Our biggest fear was not how to confront the girl but to control over our laughter the conversation... I mean you guys can imagine a guy is meeting a girl for the first time for a relationship... she is accompanied by her friend who is also our friend but has to pretend otherwise... I would be eating there alone not interested in whats happening and garv would come up to me and talk as if its a daily effect.... the image of such doing made me laugh i didn't know how did we control our nerve at the moment... and when did the girl eventually came, she hardly sat for 2 minutes and went away... well it was not what we had expected... Aabhas talked to that girl after that and she replied nicely until two days back when she messaged she cant be friends with him and even he should focus on his studies... then my dear friend Aabhas pulled out a Raghav... He explained his feelings in two plain words...."#%*@ off!"!

so Dear readers now you can imagine what exactly has been happening and has happened... at last it comes to this... Garv didn't his promised treat... Aabhas didn't get the girl but I still bear the scar of watching Harri Puttar"

The "S" Period.

It's not everyday I am asked by other people to help them out when it comes to girls. I mean I hardly have known a girl in my entire life... And probably after reading this it would be clear to you why. One fine day a friend of mine Garv comes up to me and says that he is in love with a girl. I went like shit! another decent guy gone...Coz when a guy falls in love all he wants to talk about is his girl... Her likes and dislikes... then clothes she was wearing... then what was she saying... and how much he likes her... and it may be interesting for the lover boy but it really bugs the people around him...But the curiosity factor took over me and i asked about the girl...How i wish i hadn't...

He tells me the name... My first instinct was "oh no!! Not her" In future I better keep a check on my reflexes. He exclaims "you know her!" well it wasn’t like I wanted to but if someone is in your class you kinda get to know the person. So I say "yeah we are in school together."

And thus started the "S" period. Well i name this span of time the "S" period cause the name of the girl starts from S and whenever we were with Garv all he talked about was his love and he talked so much that we talked about her even when he was not with us.

So back to the scene. Garv ask me "so are you friends with her."
Me (in my sarcastic tone):"Yeah Right! Me a friend with her!!"
G: why what is the case like?
Me: Nothing special it’s just I do not really have a good relation with her.
G: Raghav!!

Why people just can't take a hint? I didn’t want him to know the details, now he likes her
I would want it even less. I love my ass and would like it to be there at its right place.

Me: Nothing serious I just insulted few times in school.
G: You insulted her… Raghav Why do you always have to make fun of people especially girls no wonder you are single...and I can imagine your insults... you must have made fun of her in public and would have picked on her on every small issues like her taste in music...so how bad was it...tell me the truth!!

Hey it’s not like that always… I can be good to girls... and I don’t pick on people on small issues... It’s just music is NOT a small issue.... why do people have to take me for granted when it comes to insult... I would have said these things to him on his face but it turns out what he said was true... in fact I did worse to her that what he said so I sheepishly say

"Well its just I know her cause I helped her with her anchoring for the farewell in Modi... and I quite didn’t like her behavior so you know i just made a little fun of her.
G: How big is this "little"?

Me and my mouth!!! I knew now that I would have to go to school every now and then, passing his messages or for seeking some information for his love...

Me: Seriously I just said hey to f**k off and made her realize her that no one remembers her from her previous school and one in this world cares about her...
G: When will you learn to keep your mouth shut! And can you introduce me to her?

Yeah right! As if I knew he would fall for that dumb b***h... And how can he think he'll stand a chance if "I" introduce him to her after what I did...

Me: I really don't think that would be a nice idea... well I have a friend who might be able to...
When? When? When will I learn to keep my mouth shut?
G: yeah that would be great...

Somebody gotta teach guy that there is a word "NO" which is to be used for such offers...
Me: Yeah I could do that... lets talk about this on a dinner...

Well then we went to a hotel to discuss various strategies on how to approach her... and I told him everything I knew about her... And got death bored hearing his plans and ideas on how to “woo” her and sorry I forget to mention also to get rid of her present boyfriend... Yes my friend was in love with a girl who was already in a relationship... The only good that came out of it was I got a free dinner...
So my friends during this course of time this guy was the reason I had to awake all the time (which I hated) and had to go to school at 7 in the morning!!! I missed my exams or gave them an hour late to avoid waking up at that unearthly hour but coz of him I had to... And as I start talking to her I am reminded the very reasons why I hate her and it took me all I had in me to stop myself from making fun of her... See I can control my emotions for a friend... so I just told her that she was a dumb person with no taste in anything other that, I dint say anything... For friends I can do anything... :)

Finally after a week and a half of discussing various methods the lover settles down on the strategy of meeting her alone and wrote a poem for her,

"Her smile is so cute,
Presence divine and magical.
Hero gazes the heavenly incarnation,
Filled with infallible admiration.

Her face so angelic,
Features so beautiful.
Over the shoulder the hero passes a gaze,
But in front of her soulful beauty all his charm was abased.

Her complexion so fair,
Black pull back hair,
Created by the master craftsman,
With a lively flair.

The boy decides to approach,
With a confident spirit.
Gave it a burl,
An asked his princess "Will you be mine girl?""

(I didn’t write this poem Garv did... I just typed it so if you want to comment on it approach him not me)...

So when our hero finally gathers courage to confront her outside the coaching institute with this "lovely" poem in his hand (which he still has) and says some beautifully Shah Rukh Khan inspired lines to her in his way we are not at all surprised by her response which if I wrote would kill me...

(I mean if I wrote down that the girl said that my guy was gay so that would totally made Garv kill me... so i am not dumb enough to mention it to anyone...)

So you guys can imagine our fate after this... well it wasn’t well before this but after this the before part now seemed so nice and peaceful... Now we were bombarded with his question on his looks and her mental workings... I mean how we were supposed to know how the mind of a W**re works and we were definitely in a position of answering Garv on his looks coz we all are straight (expect well, kala)...
Thus another week passes by and now nearly everyone at our home(U4) knows about our lover boy. Then came in a surprise that scared us for our lives...

Mihir and Ayush did something unthinkable...
They......

To be continued in the next blog. Stay tuned.

P.S. Hehehe I love creating such uncompleted joints in my stories…. By the way do stay tuned for part 2…

Pain of Separation!

NOTE: Hemant bahiya is very dear to me. this blog has been written over a wierd fantasy i had over a conversation i had while dinning. I don't mean a word of this. I would appreciate if this is taken as a humour which it is...

They say when you separate from your love you miss it the most.

Now I knew the very depth and pain these true words expressed. Oh! Cruel God why did we have to separate? Those who think I am empty shell and does not have emotion, listen to this… every little moment I was away from my true love my heart ached, bled in fact, for the memories of time we had spend together never left my mind and the horror of what was happening to my love now when I was not there to take care of it and was not in a proper hands... yes, I had to cry myself to sleep... (Sigh)

I bet you guys must be thinking when did I fall in love and when did we separate... well friends even I didn’t know I was in love but when the cruel man took it away for the gruesome period of 24 hrs, I realized the life changing truth about me that I was indeed a victim of cupid... I was in love with my pod...

Now to take you back where all of this started it was suppose to be just another day... I had just woken up from my sleep at 5 in the noon and was feeling very hungry... so I went to the new sandwich guy which had just opened in front of U4... So eating my single cheese, extra onion sandwich and listening to new ozzy osbourne songs I had downloaded previous night I go to U4...
Had I known what lay ahead... (sigh)

As I enter I find cafe owner Hemant bhaiya sitting on a chair repairing headphones notice me humming "I am just a dreamer"... And ask for what I am listening to..?
Me: Nothing special just an English song.
H: Yaar give it to me for a minute.
He always ask for it for few minutes... you know usually listens to one or two jagjit singh"s gazals I have... so innocently not knowing what was about to happen I hand my pod over to him..
H (listening on my pod): Can you put some songs of my choice on it?

Well that caught me off my guard.. Why would he want his likings on my pod? Now I get the idea what was about to happen... Dreading the worst I answer him.

Me: yes, I can but I don’t have my U.S.B. port with me right now and I really don’t have enough space left...
H: Get U.S.B. port from your home and I really don’t have that many songs I want to transfer...

I never knew living so close to U4 would cost me so dearly one day... so I go to my place get my port.. Every step is a burden for me now... I can nearly feel my pod crying out for me as my heart was crying out for it... was he handling my small, tender yet firm baby with the delicacy I did.. No he can never do that… He can’t care for my pod the way I do for it...
And I reach U4 (you see my home is very near to this place so I couldn’t think a lot traveling between them.)
When I reach there...

H: So you came, Ok then come on. Ashok, get the two cds of songs I gave to you early this morning...
Two CD!!!! I was like fuck that approx 1 G.B. i had like 157 M.B. left... So I say
Me: Bhaiya I don’t have so much space...
H: Delete few songs that you don’t listen too much...

Thunder hit me...I skipped a beat... I felt as if the ground was shaking and I was sinking in it... Delete songs from my pod... MY POD!! It took me ages to illegally download songs of so many artist many haven’t even heard the name off... delete few songs which I don’t listen to... well I don’t put in the songs I don’t listen to...Every song that is there is dear to me... and I can’t put all the songs I care for myself for the problem of pace... Seriously I wish I could eat hard drives in order to get more space on my pod... and here this guy says delete songs from it... huh...

Me: Ok… But please can you select the song you really want… So I don’t have to delete much...
H: Ok don’t worry.
He starts his process of selecting songs... every click of his makes my fist clinch but I cant do much...So he selects approx 300 M.B. songs...

Now came in the most difficult part... I look down at itunes... Raghav's Ipod stares back at me beaming... exited that the master is probably gonna put in some new wonderful songs in it... (sigh)... I nearly cried as I delete Lewis black's "Black in Broadway" from my TV shows...
Still after deleting the whole show I am short of 70 M.B. I then go to songs and with my first instinct delete linkin park... I didn’t like them ... but am still short of 30 M.B... I scroll every song from my pod three or four times... cant find any song I want to delete... of course my love has been so perfect... How can I find mistakes in it... but then I remember I have an aerosmith songs backup on kushagr's pod...so I delete them...

i could listen to my pod cries of why!! Why are you doing this to me... I have no reply... I dreaded souls of aerosmith would turn in their grave and would haunt me forever now I have disrespected so much....
After putting Hemant bhaiya's song in it... I try too look at my pod but my eyes cant meet it's screen… my eye's were heavy with guilt and my pod screen brightness was dull as if it was crying itself.. Now that it's love it has put his trust in has betrayed it...

H: Thanks... I'll give it back tomorrow...
I go to dinner with a slash in my heart... now I knew what my friends felt after getting dumped by their girlfriends.... their love wasn’t even pure yet it hurt them... imagine my pain coz I truly was in love...

Kushagr understood my pain of separation and gave me his pod for the night (now you guys on this juncture might think we always trade pods so why such a big deal now but fellas we always trade it with people who we know will take proper care for it and actually has a taste in music and at least know that nirvana is a rock band...

Looking at Kushagr's pod's screen only reminds me of my pod... how we would spends hours together looking at nothing but each other.. I watching a movie on it and it wonderful stare back at me...how it would play a pink floyd song when i would be low or a system of a down song when i would like to rock 'n roll... how my love knew me so well... I would take pride in it when some one would say "Hey man! your pod has an amazing collection..." I would just hold my pod in my hands... it felt so complete... we together had so many moments... we would sleep together side by side... my palms covering it small beauty so I don’t sleep over it and it would play melodious slow pink floyd or coldplay songs so I could sleep in peace... how much I cared for him...Could I hold it again and tell it how much I loved it.. Could I just express my care for it... but now it was in those big hands... Was he holding them too strongly... or was he careless about it... would he by mistake sit on it... oh!! My god!! His Hindi movie song like Singh is king were there on my pod with the likes of great rock bands like AC/DC and pink floyd... I had to make a play list for his anu malik songs like i had made for system of a down and coldplay... How hard it would have been for my pod to bear... I couldn’t sleep in peace that night...

Next day evening i again go to U4... my steps were fast... my heart was beating fast... all I could think was about how was my little beauty doing.. Was it still in once piece...They say time heals... well it didn’t work that way for me...
When I reach hemant bhaiya is not there... so I call him ask for my pod... he says he is on the way of the cafe and has the pod with him... (Sigh)... friends... let me say waiting for those 45 min. was the hardest part... my heart must have pumped thrice the blood than it usually does...Every motorcycle looked like Hemant Bhaiya to me...
But when the pod finally came to me my joy knew no bounds I again felt complete...Ah!! how much my hands had missed its touch... how my ears had missed the melodious sound of it's click wheel... I say sorry to my pod and know my love has forgotten me coz now it has the usual brightness on it... But then suddenly a friend comes up and has a look at my pod and says man you listen to anu malik! Well I just look sadly at my pod which was quite insulted but my ever forgiving love is just happy to be with me again... so I connect my pod to computer delete all the songs and put the aerosmith back...

I am again united with my love and I feel so complete about it...

I just hold on to it while it plays Wish you were here...

P.S. This is just written for fun... Hemant bhaiya has done a lot for me and it's really a small was to repay him.. i would gladly give him my pod if he ever ask for it again...

Age Clan Match.

DISCLAIMER: This blog may contain content which is offensive and is not be read by nerds and Mama's boys... Offences in the blog are taken lightly over here by people; still I would like to mention that no offence was meant...if you are not use to serious abusing and are not fluent with basic Hindi you are better off not reading this particular piece...
Writer is not responsible for any mental trauma and deviation which could be caused be reading this.

Time: 9:00 P.M.
Location: U4 caber-cafe.

It was supposed to be just another 5 minute visit. Usual round of checking mails and see if there any new movie worth taking on pod...
As I enter I see most of the computers booked and people with headphones on, never taking eye off the screen and hands off the mouse and keyboard and shouting at the top of their voices to send the villagers onto the battle field to make castles...

(Sigh) Just Another clan match.

I was witnessing another Age Of Empire clan match. 4 on 4...
At this moment I realize it was not going to be my planed 5 min. visit... I take a seat behind Maddy (Abhinav shubham’s game name) and watch the fairly even matched team trying to outdo each other... I was in time when the players were about to start making the army and only one had started researching for imperial age... As soon as I make my presence known to these people I am asked to sit behind Utkarsh to help him out with the game... in the process of me shifting from one seat to another three other people research for imperial...
Me: Civilization?
Utkarsh: Vikings.
Me: Heavy? (For underprivileged souls this is to inform you we call heavy scorpions a unit in game just heavy)…
Utkarsh: yes.
Me: university researches?
Utkarsh: I think I have covered them all.
Me: what you mean you think? Chemistry? Murder holes? Siege Engineering? And forth research of blacksmith?
Utkarsh: There is a research in blacksmith??
Me: do it fast. And why do you so less wood when you are supposed to make a wood spending unit…
Utkarsh: abe yaar, it’s not gathering fast. I don’t know why.
Me: go to your second town center and get villagers out and make them work on forest and make at least 8 workshops. Fuck! You haven’t researched the up gradation... Maddy send utkarsh 2000 food...
Maddy: abe yaar I can’t. I am making the army… I'll send 1000…
Me: chal ok…
So we start making our army them and attack them first and are greeted with their arrow firing castles…
Me: pala se maar… treb nikalo..
Mihr(Making and managing paladins): Abe halbedier aa gaye.
Me: abey pala piche le.. mere heavy aa rahi hai..
On the other side
Vivek(making halbedier): abey haevy.. vipin where is your siege?
Vipin: on its way
Me:Fuck! Siege maddy use your dande (elite eagle warriors) to destroy the siege...
Maddy: coming
Me: Fuck my whole unit is destroyed. (One whole unit contains approx 40 units. Yes. I know. We do beat S.I. system of counting)
Mihr: I need heavy halberdiers are raping me.
Me: They are under construction and few are on its way.
Mihr: kya yaar make them fast.
Me: abe seige fucked me hard.
Maddy: I broke his seige workshops.
Me: My heavy is ready let’s attack.Vipin: abey maddy your dande are killing my trade carts.
Maddy: fuck you, bastard! Put them up in your ass. They are not mine.
Vivek: if they aren’t yours then do they belong to your father?? You are the only one making dande..
Vipin (pausing the game): abey i am not playing. All my trade carts died and your castle was very near to base.
Vivek: yes, and acid (my game name) is playing instead of utkarsh... 5 on 4 ho raha hai...
Mihr: Don’t piss me off! And just play..
Vipin: we will still beat you.
Acid: abe first save your base..
(In between) Chamar: oye raghav should I start on the time (he can’t speak proper Hindi so no proper English for him)
Me: abe i am not playing (yes, I know ironic)..
Mihr: abey unpause kar...
(So again we continue fighting on the battle field and in real life).
Vivek: fuck you, Randi (well its not a abuse but nickname of our friend jatin or jayanti whatever he oh! sorry she… fuck, its confusing...) where is your pala?
Randi: abey I don’t have enough food.
Vipin: He is really a randi. I told you not keep him in team.

So after few ups and downs, we finally take the attacking base of our enemy… And thus win the game... before the game ended I knew what was about to come...

Vivek: abey it was unfair. Acid played instead of utkarsh.Me: I just helped him in attacking… He played most of the game
Vivek: But that’s the main thing... if his heavy wouldn’t have come my halberdiers would have fucked the paladins...
Mihr: Fuck you. Those were my pala.. Even your dad couldn’t have touched them.
Vivek: Stay in your limits.
Mihr: so you would tell me my limits? There is not enough strength in your ass to do that.
Vivek: shut your mouth. If you want to prove something come 1on1 feudal attack.
Miher: chal aaja L2P (losers to pay for you people)
So as they were setting down to another abuse promising game Ashish comes and asks:
"Football anyone?"
vivek: chal let’s go.
Mihr: Afraid to play with me?
Vivek: Fucker we will play tomorrow. But abhi lets play football.
(Sigh) Just another clan match...
When people ask me what do I do at cafe… I just smile...

Stay tuned coz soon I'll be posting the C.S. (counter strike) clan scenario...which is very different and more wilder...

Boys will always be boys...

P.S. I tried my best to translate Hindi sentences in English and still express what exactly it feels like playing the game.(though I do use many Hindi words now and then)

Embarrassing morning.

It's not everyday that I am embarrassed that to in public, though I do lot of work which could embarrass me but I usually get better of a situation(leave the latest encounter with fate regarding my last few writings)..

So this fine morning, I get up a 7... No it’s not 7 pm my usual getting up time... it 7 am… Yes, you all can let out a surprising yelp...and decide to have my breakfast at Siddharth. I order my usual coffee along with aloo paratha and eat it in peace, listening to fix you by coldplay and planning ahead for the day (which usually takes less than few seconds)... suddenly I notice the guy sitting next to me is starring at me... well I felt that immensely odd...if he would have been a girl I would have been flattered but please not a guy!!! But the weirdo doesn’t notice how weird I was feeling under his gaze so I decide to confront him and looks him in the eye... that guy has a look of recognition in his eye and I start feeling sick. I was like, shit! Another random guy I met at some random place who I do not remember but he somehow remembers me... but I am proved wrong. He instead says "you are the same guy who uploaded videos on youtube? Well I saw your S.K.S. vid"...

Fellas what could I have said to this in reply... when I uploaded them I knew I'll probably have to face such situations… I always was ready but when it actually came, it caught me off my guards...that guy starts smiling now and to make situation worse other people for who were not even caring for the fact that I exit among there gathering suddenly start looking at me… Well I just said yes to him and hurriedly finish my plate (which was rather difficult coz I am a very slow eater) and leave the table and the half drunk coffee...

My friends always asked me to remove those vids but I never took them seriously. But after this little incident I am seriously reconsidering my decision…
Phew!! Last few days seriously have been… Well let’s just say a roller-coaster ride...
And frankly speaking I don’t like roller-coasters much and can’t wait it to end...

P.S. I knew those uploaded stuff would haunt me at some point of my life or another...

Sorry Box is very sorry.

I never knew I as a writer would ever feel sorry for what I have written…
I have written idiotic stuff which could get me real trouble all my life but never ever I have felt guilty about doing it... I have written music lyrics in math classes, abuses in a fellow mate's notebook, love letter and poem for friends and have been caught doing all these things but I never felt bad or remorseful about it...
But after writing my last blog I really feel remorseful…Really… I was about to edit it before it could be read by others but somehow people who never ever cared to even know the fact that I write, checked it on the very next day.. Moments before I was about to edit it…
I don’t know what took over me and wrote that blog but I really didn’t mean to hurt anybody... I have hurt people who care for me and for whom I really care about a lot... But believe me it wasn’t intentional…
I am not giving an excuse for what I did, but I just wasn’t myself that day...
You guys trusted me with your secrets and I being not a trustable person just spilled it all out... that was really so not like me... Guys though I have lost all rights to ask for this but still I ask for a second chance... I have spent reasonable time with you folks and I ask you to judge me by my past for once and drop this incidence… I know I may be asking a lot but please do grant me my request...
If it’s any consolation to you people I am feeling really very bad about this... Am so remorseful... Am so low... Now I am weaker that the weakest creature you guys can possibly imagine...
Guys I haven’t asked for it in the past and this is my first time… I don’t know how exactly I am doing it or probably am not convincing enough but fellas really I am very sorry…
All I can say it I mean every word of what I have written and cannot explain how exactly I am feeling now. I am on my knees begging for an apology, please do grant me one...
I really am gonna think twice before I write anything again...

P.S. I never knew my writing could be of such consequences…

Me: A sorry box?

Friends I have said it a hundred times and I am saying it again I am not a trustable person...I don’t know what makes you guys think I would understand your secretes or feelings... ok I am a good listener, wont spill your secretes, can make an understanding face while you are low, and can comfort you, but that doesn’t mean I qualify for listening all your crappy stuff regarding your sorry life..
I mean I am a good listener coz I made that a habit to listen other fellow being talking sense so I can learn a lot of diff. stuff about life.
And I can’t spill your secretes coz I myself have done so many censored stuff in my life which these sorry souls happens to know. So if I spill you spill....
The understanding face is actually the sorry face... I feel pathetic... I mean c’mon ... You can’t even cope up with your life problems yourself?? I really feel sorry for you people (not in a good sense though)... now I can’t really help with the face and your misunderstandings…
And comforting you is actually me making fun of you all...can you imagine me saying serious lines such as "you know you should probably reconsider your position... Think twice... blah blah..." I mean who doesn’t know this stuff and who can speak such stuff with earnest... I mock you guys when I say such stuff... and worst of all some people actually tend to follow the very "obvious" path I show them... if you had to follow that particular path you guys could have asked a 10 yr old kid...
Well you guys think I am understanding.. Well folks apply your brains (I know this could be hard for you)... I cant possibly say that what you are doing is wrong or don’t do it... coz then you would say that I am like the rest and doesn’t understand you and wont talk with me in future and I would loose a friend and reputation without even doing anything... So I just say whatever shitty stuff you guys are doing just keep it up coz it’s a part of teenage life and you guys are happy with that and think of me a understanding person. Well don’t complain if I have trouble keeping a straight face during such conversation... It’s really difficult to hold on laugh at such moments...
And please don’t complain to me about you sorry love lives... I haven’t experienced one myself to help you out… Go ask other fellas who have 4-7 girlfriends... why me who have more girls as enemy then as friends... all you guys achieve from such exercise is lame advise which wont take you anywhere but would just give or make you a laugh... and remind me of my sad position of my own love life..
How could you guys be so selfish?? How do you think it makes me feel to know about your sorry lives... it can really damage my tender mind... Haven’t you folk realized that? it really doesn’t feel great to know that a fellow good friend of mine is having trouble understanding his own parents or vice-versa... or his dad is forcing stuff on him or his parents have great expectation from him and he cant fulfill them... or that he misses being a social being and can boast of having at least one good friend or is always made fun off in groups and is never understood by people... and he portrays himself as a loser...well guys it might do you good telling me your stuff.. You might feel light but what about me.. I myself have trouble in my life though I don’t do around singing songs about them (let just this case be exceptional.. coz it was out of the limits now)...I don’t need your troubles and bothers in my life...it really makes me feel bad and sad that a good friend of mine is actually under a great stress... and fakes a happy nature... now it saddens me.. Every time I meet him now I can enjoy myself with him and have to be cautious so I don’t hurt his feelings... And have to worry about him... now what in the world I do to deserve that...only thing that comes good out of it is love my parents and family more that ever after such conversations... Really thank god I always had an understanding family… Other than realizing this already known truth this really doesn’t help me or you fellas out in anyway...
Yeah right... go on tag me as a mean guy or call me names but this is the fact and I would say you rather step into my shoes and feel what’s its like being Mother Teresa to all these sorry souls.. But whatever you do I don’t give a fu*k...
Now in conclude I would give one serious suggestion to all people if you have problem in your life, which we all face at one point of time or another, coz its the most basic happening of life or if you have trouble understanding a person, go and talk to your parents or to that person instead of talking to a mean person like me... got that.. So please spare me of all your life troubles I have enough in mine to handle yours....

P.S. I really really hope none of you read this... Just skip on this one please... won’t you?

Hostel I-Pod.

A year back, only one had it, now every alternate guy has it.

Well let me tell you the story from the beginning ... In my kota hostel(prayas) no one had the Ipod. Few mp3 players and cd players but no ipods. I had an ipod due, coz my sis had just went to US and was about to send me one.... but she didn’t do it coz no one was coming back to India anytime soon but then suddenly out of the blue kushagr got an ipod.. a 80 G.B. ipod.... we were all so excited... we had so much of illegally downloaded music collection(which would later play an important role)... and so many unseen movies... we downloaded converters and their keys torrents came before orkut or facebook...came to know and broke so many conditions and problems which apple guys put it in order to avoid coping songs from a pod(guys there are really very creative but they couldn’t beat us)... everyday we would convert movie"s", and watch them together cramped in jaydeep's room(coz he had a double bed) with pod in center connected with a set of very very cheap I-ball speakers... (Sigh) good 'old days...

Then my sis decided to ship me the pod and I suddenly was the owner of a 4 G.B. nano ipod with the engraving,
"World's greatest brother
Raghav"

Man I was so happy.. mine was the legally bought (and still i am the only one who can claim that)...and was engraved with words with so much emotion in them and best of all it was a Ipod.... kushagr’s pod got a bit loose coz now people could take my pod for listening music and Kushagr's was reserved only for those who wanted to watch a movie(a note to inform the readers that the person who used Kushagr's pod least was Kushagr himself.. till now he has heard only around 150 songs from 7000 illegally downloaded songs but has watched 100s of movies thanks to me though)... so came in the second pod.. Mine... The one with best music compilation...

Then after a year came in new guys...
Tanmay
Gujrati (sorry but i till this date doesn’t know his real name)
UtsavVaibhav

Well Tanmay got a 30 G.B. pod with probably worst compilations and worst arrangements with him, Gujrati got another 80 G.B (which is least used by others) and Utsav got an 8 GB ipod Touch with him. We were once again exited... i mean ipod touch was still new and it had so many amazing features but then my pod was suddenly not valued.. i mean its just 4 gb... but it still had the best song compilation which everyone copied so it couldn’t count as a bonus point and the best softwares which would help you do almost anything with a pod. Which again everyone copied... then suddenly out of the blue Vaibhav got 16 gb ipod touch and Utsav got its pod software updated which means we had another ipod and will soon be able to get new games on ipod touch to play on...
Now folks you may think that with so many pods our life would be on a smooth ride but instead it became a bit difficult on free nights… I am presenting a small conversation to prove my point.

(its a true conversation with no exaggeration)

T (Tanmay): Kushagr i need your pod for night
K (kushagr): Raghav asked for it.
T: Raghav I am taking kushagr's pod.
Me: But I want to watch 21 tonight.
T: Take my pod it has 21 on it.
Me: But after that I need to watch the kingdom.
T: yaar watch it tomorrow.
Me: I have to study tomorrow.
T: ok watch the kingdom on kushagr’s pod then take my pod and give me kushagr’s
Me: that’s fine but I might just sleep watching.
T (applying force on his tiny little brains) : Vaibhav Pod has the kingdom...
Me: ok then I’ll take both yours' and Vaibhav
Me: Vaibhav is your pod free?
V (Vaibhav): i want to listen to music.
Me: take my pod for it.
K Hey, I thought I was getting your pod.
V: ok I’ll have Tanmay’s pod
Me: I am having it
V: but you were having my pod?
Me: I am having both of yours coz i need to watch few movies.
V: Ok then I’ll have kushagr's
T: I am having it.
V: what’s this? I want a pod.
Me: take Utsav's
V: Utsav I need your pod for night.
U (Utsav): ok give me your pod.
V: Raghav is having it.
U: ok Raghav give me your pod.
Me: Kushagr's is having it.
U: Kushagr?
K: Tanmay.
Utsav: Tanmay?
Me: I having his too.
Utsav: you guys mean I sleep for one night without pod.
We (in unison): yeah!!

So after many more minutes of futile arguments I, the only one with brains save the day by coming with a brilliant idea:

Me: Tanmay let me have kushagr's pod you have Vaibhav’s and you can watch wanted and other movie. Vaibhav can have mine and kushagr can have Tanmay's.... and Tanmay you can take Kushagr’s pod tomorrow..

K: but I need my pod tomorrow.
Me: ok so we will fight again tomorrow but for today lets do this..
U: Can I have Tanmay's pod i need to watch 21.
K: ok give me yours' I'll watch wall-e on your pod..
Me: so it's all decided...

So friends we all went to our respective rooms with other's pod with us...
And the next day.. Well it was worse then this one...
(Sigh) sometimes I think life was better with few or no pods..

We fight like this 2-3 times in a week... and now the situation is so worse that we have come on to fight for earphones and speakers... (kushagr, Tanmay and I are the only ones with a speaker)...
So now I have decided to name my hostel "Hostel I-Pod" instead of prayas...
And I don’t think anyone would disagree… Would you guys?

Am I Weird?

i was just sitting and getting bored(which i mostly am) this thought came to my mind.. am i normal... i mean stuff i do isn't normal around here... even my sarcasm is different... most people retrain themselves from saying their true thinking about people to them... bad feelings mostly... i dint think twice before calling a person gay and stupid or dumb ass if i think he is... even to people i vaguely know or sometimes don't know at all.. like today at movie i just called person sitting in front of me Gaylord because he was making lot of noise.. at his face.. he was pretty hurt and angry but didn't bother me...and sometimes i am so full of chivalry.. would become so mannered would never hurt anyone and would lie to no limits to keep them happy.... and when it comes to lying, it sometimes make me feel scared coz i am so good at it.. making stories at that instant... can you people believe it a friend of mine actually believed that the coins i had in my rooms were earned by me through begging.. i mean i was just joking.. he took it so seriously.... he started asking me all weird question... i mean what the F.... he actually thought i would do it!!! Either he is too dumb or i was very good at it..There are other such incidences too... i mean is this normal???
And you guys should have a look at me when i am bored.. i can do anything t keep myself entertained... no matter how risky or dumb or weird it is.... i mean i made movies of my friends making fun of teachers made a saw rip-off.. started writing poetry, which i though was ubber gay.. Heck!! i even joined online game"s" which is the job of most jobless people..i even watched movies no one watches or would like to watch... even i hated every moment of it but still watched it coz i had nothing better to do(well actually i had to study but i would like to get bored then that.. don't get me wrong...) and i know all this and still do it...and i cant remove sarcasm from my language. i have to give dual meanings to everything.. and make fun of people who don't get them... really.. i know its sounds mean but i cant help it...i believe in all kind of not so Popular methods...i like being surrounded by friends but make no efforts to make new friends in fact am hostile toward new guys....and most weird thing is i accept all this things.. i mean it would have been lot easier and better if i said i like and do what all people do and denied doing all this and i just proved that if i wanted to lie it would be clean... to convince people i would use all the knowledge i have gained watching movies and reading books(don't get me started on book)... i would often sound as if i am a professional..i convinced my history teacher that she was wrong about Russian position behaviour with India while i had no idea whatsoever about it...most of my friends that's why avoid debating with me...and if you think you have heard it all, listen to this doing all of the above things i still manage to sleep for like 16 hours...
i know many teenagers life are screwed up but fin me one who tops this... this is not normal.. but the question am I extreme enough to be called weird???

Bansal Re-Union 2021!

So my friends, after a long time I am writing a blog (no one gives a damn but still..).. i and a friend of mine Abhinav were dissed about life dissing our sorry asses so we thought up this weird crap over a very sad pathetic cup of coffee...
This is about my and my friends' lives after 13 yrs... when we all will be 30...

2021:
(At gaurav towers bansal classes kota)..

I get out of a car. Looks at the building which took everything from us yet gave everything we have.. I turn my head and look the already present colorless gathering already present...some mourning (yes i repeat some, some only ,and only some) the death of our somewhat beloved guru Mr. V.K. Bansal.. Max. of the crowd is of girls wearing the bansal T-shirt which has "Bansalite today IITian tomorrow" written on it... i search for some familiar faces and was rewarded with a spectacle faced friend Abhinav Shubham..
I walk towards him and bearing a enthusiastic look in my eyes. Joy of meeting an old buddy from past..
He looks at me and gives me a bear hug and asks me about my life.. (sigh!!) about "my" life...(I am saying this coz till now i thought my life was saddest...)

Abhinav: (Rubs his nose)long time...
Me: (looking at Abhinav rubbing his nose) 13 yrs man..!
Abhinav: so back at Gaurav towers?
Me: what was your last batch again?
Abhinav: Shut the fu*k up.
Me: kidding.
Abhinav: so how’s your life?
Me:(sigh)so what about my life..(Looks away...stare at bansal classes board)
Abhinav: you know...your job. Your love life..

(Recounting my exp.)
At 20 i was this sharp kid at college.. Participated in every event.. got good grades... had buddies and a nice pocket money..But i realised that my hobbies of making videos and writing poetry isn't helping me out in getting touch in opposite gender...I had lots of girl buddies but i mean Literally i didn't get in touch... so one sad day i wrote this one last poem which somehow, to my surprise, became lyrics of a very famous song and overnight i became rich... Then this multi-national company hired me as a public representative coz i was famous and was good at twisting words and kicking peoples' asses in discussions..So on a look it may seem nice but still i am without love..
(Sighs again)

So now abhinav’s turn ....half of this crap is his actually so i hand it over to him now....
19 was the most wonderful year of my life ....college no worries....and a beautiful girl by my side...turns out life has been a downhill from then onwards....more like I went speed skiing with life....graduated and got a job with company exporting aircraft parts manufactured in India...got bored of my job at 25 and got a job as this game show quiz designer...got famous on the small screen but still found no love...
(Humph...sigh!!)

We both laughs at the irony and similarity of our lives but it has always been thus so who cares..
We then walk to our hangout place.. Our second home (first to many)... "U4"(for underprivileged people this is to inform you its a cyber cafe)..

(At U4)
We entered and once again we were surrounded by familiar faces....All telling us their conquest and struggles in life.. Their boring life actually made a interesting hearing...

Risky, Vivek and Vipin, these were the only guys who actually kept in touch, seems like U4 did them some good in the end. Turns out that Risky had this "innovative" idea of opening up this game learning school.. Where operators from all around the world came to learn new tricks to develop games... Risky who was the "brains" of the operation came up with new various ideas... while Vivek put them in execution and Vipin taught them to people... Vivek and Vipin couldn’t live without each other so they ended up taking a flat together..
But in case of love they were all losers... like us.. Their passion for comp. games repelled girls..

We met Jatin then or now so called Jayanti... Well Jatin always had horns for guys so he had this little sex change operation and turned into a woman... so Jatin ohh! Sorry.. Jayanti ...who was looking for love in all the wrong places.. But still lived a "satisfied" life...

Mihr came in next with a baby in his arm... The gujju was covered in gold chains and rings... looked like he inherited his father's business... we congratulated him but he wasn’t happy. Turns out that his life really was not as good as it looked... He was married to this girl his father chose for him.. He like a good son obeyed his father but the twist in the story is that Mihr realized that he was a bit queer than the rest.. Well he was a gay... really unhappy and confused.. His wife hated him for his inability to satisfy her so she divorced him... Mihr wanted to marry his "type"... but his father wouldn’t allow this so he was pretty lonely in his life....

We noticed a red head and wow it was Samrat... Samrat and his brother Ashish were in partnership but they broke up... One look at Ashish was enough to know the reason... It turns out that in the year in which Ronaldo was injured.. Ashish being a great fan of his couldn’t take it and went into serious drinking.. His face was unshaven and was wearing ManU Ronaldo Jersey.. He was watching Ronaldo's video on youtube.. we didn’t disturb him...

Next we met Ayush.. The only guy who had a successful love life... he got married to his High School sweet-heart... who happened to be a daughter of income tax officer... so it would be safe to say that Ayush was pretty satisfied with his life...

we looked around for Sankalp but couldn’t find him... Came to know that he didn’t have time to come as he was growing his hair like Einstein doing some chemical research and learning to sing his fav. song(You really don’t want to know about it).. Well that’s the Sankalp we always knew...

Nono (Nipun) came in next.. We all knew what he did in life.. Coz we laughed at him all the time... don’t get me wrong.. He took part in laughter challenge XV and won it.. So he was a successful comedian... even though he could make girls laugh but still no one took him "seriously".. So he was also a successful loser in his life...

Between all this we noticed something weird going in between Mihr and Jayanti... Jayanti couldn’t stop looking at Mihr and Mihr who thought that he liked guys came to know he was wrong.. He liked guys turned into women more...(sigh)They made a wonderful pair...

And then Adiwasi entered... He was still living with his Mother and was working at an amusement park for charity... He sat on "Hit me for 5 bucks" chair.. Well even his good deeds didn’t do him any good in finding love...

Suddenly I remembered Baron... I asked for him... people who knew him best told me he died...
He died at 29.... Turns out that he was diagnosed with lung cancer at 23... he quit smoking and took up drinking.. His kidney was removed at 26.... He quit drinking and took drugs... his body then just couldn’t bear anymore and gave in....

Well I just had to say it was heck of reunion or more like i should say weird thinking...
The idea was simple that if we continue our life like this we would have little social life... and guys just don’t come after me... Half of this was Maddy's (abhinav) idea...
Man we are seriously so jobless...

Few Of My Fav. Quotes.

Things should be made simple but not any simpler.
-Albert Einstein

It's better to burn away than to fade away.
-Kurt Cobain

Do you think heaven from hell?
-Roger Waters

I see myself as a boy playing on a seashore finding a shell now and then where as the vast ocean lay undiscovered before me.
-Issac Newton.

The idea that God is an over sized white male with a flowing beard who sits in the sky and tallies the fall of every sparrow is ludicrous. But if by God one means the set of physical laws that govern the universe, then clearly there is such a God. This God is emotionally unsatisfying... it does not make much sense to pray to the law of gravity
- Carl Sagan

I like to think that it was so beautiful that it cant be expressed in words.
- Shawshank Redemption.

Some birds are not made to be caged, their wings are just to bright, and when that bird ecapes the part in you which knew it was wrong to cage that bird rejoices. but you do feel an empty void.

-Shawshank Redemption.

If we admit that human life can be ruled by reason than possibilty of life is destroyed.

- Into The Wild

People who think that humans walked on this earth with dinosaurs are watching Flintstones as if it was a documentary.
-Lewis black

I don't know who said these but they are good.

If you are falling from a cliff try to fly, you have got nothing to loose.

If you believe in fate than choice is only an illusion.