Thursday, June 01, 2006
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Tagged
I was tagged by Poornaa Venkatesan around a month ago.Now the word 'ago' makes it seem so long back!! It sure has been a long time since I've been typing away...thanks to Poornaa a.k.a. Poo the Babe for shaking me back into my blogger's mood and back to clean my dusty keyboard.
So..here I go...
A LIST OF THINGS I DO TO BE THE CHANGE, UNCONDITIONALLY
1.Get a HAIRCUT!!!
2.Try and remember more names.
3.Change the calendar in time every month!!....(now every day)
4.Stop staring out of the window in Chemistry class.(Goes without saying)
Now seriously I have been doing it!
5.Convince a couple of classmates that they aren't related to book worms in any way
and that partying is not a sin.
THINGS I HOPE TO DO TO BRING SOME CHANGE
1.Survive without playing TT for a week (atleast).
2.Wish my professors (especially the chemistry lecturer).It's going to be exam time
soon.
3.OK now that was all I,me and myself. I would like to make people realise that begging is a curse, and a crime. There's nothing in the world like being independent. Well I'm putting this down because this nice old lady came to me at the bus stop the other day, and just as I started to think she wanted to know what the time was, she told me that she wanted to get to Ameerpet and didn't have any money. She being a nice old lady and Ameerpet, about five stops away, I gave her Rs.4, enough to hop into a bus nearby and go wherever she wanted to. But it didn't stop there. She wanted Rs.20, and the bus number, and whether I was a Christian or a Muslim. Now I was really getting late, and with her dangerously looking as if she would curse me, I got into my bus Rs.14 poorer, and left her thinking that I was a badly behaved Hindu!
It's just about ensuring that you have enough money to reach your destination once you're out of home. When a beggar begs, he has no choice, and so is cursed. But when one of us do it, we commit a crime, atleast in my book.
4.Also, I would like to make people realise that cell phones are not fashion accessories, but devices that help you keep in touch with people. Picture this: Nice leather jacket, funky hairstyle, and shiny leather shoes!!(some un-pronounceable european brand) messaging away at Central; phone rings-the latest pop song at level 5; the dude does his best to hide his irritation, and ignores the call. Must have been his parent, or ex-girlfriend, or...whatever.
Well, that should suffice for now. Getting late, and, lab internal tomorrow. What subject, you ask? Why, Chemistry, of course!
So..here I go...
A LIST OF THINGS I DO TO BE THE CHANGE, UNCONDITIONALLY
1.Get a HAIRCUT!!!
2.Try and remember more names.
3.Change the calendar in time every month!!....(now every day)
4.Stop staring out of the window in Chemistry class.(Goes without saying)
Now seriously I have been doing it!
5.Convince a couple of classmates that they aren't related to book worms in any way
and that partying is not a sin.
THINGS I HOPE TO DO TO BRING SOME CHANGE
1.Survive without playing TT for a week (atleast).
2.Wish my professors (especially the chemistry lecturer).It's going to be exam time
soon.
3.OK now that was all I,me and myself. I would like to make people realise that begging is a curse, and a crime. There's nothing in the world like being independent. Well I'm putting this down because this nice old lady came to me at the bus stop the other day, and just as I started to think she wanted to know what the time was, she told me that she wanted to get to Ameerpet and didn't have any money. She being a nice old lady and Ameerpet, about five stops away, I gave her Rs.4, enough to hop into a bus nearby and go wherever she wanted to. But it didn't stop there. She wanted Rs.20, and the bus number, and whether I was a Christian or a Muslim. Now I was really getting late, and with her dangerously looking as if she would curse me, I got into my bus Rs.14 poorer, and left her thinking that I was a badly behaved Hindu!
It's just about ensuring that you have enough money to reach your destination once you're out of home. When a beggar begs, he has no choice, and so is cursed. But when one of us do it, we commit a crime, atleast in my book.
4.Also, I would like to make people realise that cell phones are not fashion accessories, but devices that help you keep in touch with people. Picture this: Nice leather jacket, funky hairstyle, and shiny leather shoes!!(some un-pronounceable european brand) messaging away at Central; phone rings-the latest pop song at level 5; the dude does his best to hide his irritation, and ignores the call. Must have been his parent, or ex-girlfriend, or...whatever.
Well, that should suffice for now. Getting late, and, lab internal tomorrow. What subject, you ask? Why, Chemistry, of course!
Saturday, January 28, 2006
Chemistry-Why it's been my life's only mystery...
This is my first attempt at an actual sizeable post, and I chose Chemistry as my victim, obviously because I can talk (blog) at length about it .(I mean, how can anybody actually like the subject??!!) Well it’s not about the subject, more about how I listen to the lecture. So here I go!
Just before class begins, all the boys are out on the corridor. That they rush in is a sign that the lecturer has arrived. I apologise heavily to my friend Sweta, who, I must say, works on it a bit, and shift to the last bench. More out of habit than interest I extract my notebook from the depths of my bag and drop it on the desk. Now the lecture begins, and my mind says goodbye to me and my eyes, obediently and promptly turn to the window.
Well, nothing there, so I am rudely reminded of my ma’s words (she keeps telling me that I should top the class, and what’s more, she’s found a place in my brain and there are times she takes over even when there are nice things to see outside the window) and I turn balefully back to stare at the lecturer. Some of the words sink in, but not for long. This particular lecturer is pretty famous for the soporific power of his lectures. But being the guilt-driven person that I have cultivated myself to be, I rub my eyes and plant my elbows hard onto the desk. The resulting bang wakens some of the normal students and I silently assure myself that Sir is thanking me!
That was just five minutes into the lecture. If you want to know the actual contents of the
lecture, I suggest you get in touch with Sweta. Read on for my version of events.
“…thus we derive the Clapeyron equation. Now take down a problem on it.” Uh oh, where’s my pen gone?? Ah, there it is. I pick it up and proceed with taking down the question. It is shortly followed by the answer from, you guessed it, Sweta. I manage to solve it quickly enough. Then disaster. I spot a spider scooting along the side of my desk. Spiders scare the daylights out of me. But I manage to stifle a yelp and slide smoothly to the other side of the desk. Thank God no one’s sharing the desk, or they would have screamed…..okay, I just might have.
Ten minutes and a couple of problems later, I start feeling I’ve done too much work and the lecturer thankfully starts another topic. Some of the boys in the back bench try valiantly, rather, out of compulsion to create a diversion and this time they’re lucky. Well it’s actually because I’m getting tired of typing….So, the lecturer gets a bit angry and starts off on his second-favourite topic: discipline. We patiently wait for him to be done, and my stomach grumbles loudly(I thank God again that no one’s sitting next to me!), and at last, after what seems…uh..five minutes, it’s time for lunch, and I sigh with relief at the glorious sight of the lecturer’s shiny head exiting the class.
Thasit. I'm yet to think up my next class.
Just before class begins, all the boys are out on the corridor. That they rush in is a sign that the lecturer has arrived. I apologise heavily to my friend Sweta, who, I must say, works on it a bit, and shift to the last bench. More out of habit than interest I extract my notebook from the depths of my bag and drop it on the desk. Now the lecture begins, and my mind says goodbye to me and my eyes, obediently and promptly turn to the window.
Well, nothing there, so I am rudely reminded of my ma’s words (she keeps telling me that I should top the class, and what’s more, she’s found a place in my brain and there are times she takes over even when there are nice things to see outside the window) and I turn balefully back to stare at the lecturer. Some of the words sink in, but not for long. This particular lecturer is pretty famous for the soporific power of his lectures. But being the guilt-driven person that I have cultivated myself to be, I rub my eyes and plant my elbows hard onto the desk. The resulting bang wakens some of the normal students and I silently assure myself that Sir is thanking me!
That was just five minutes into the lecture. If you want to know the actual contents of the
lecture, I suggest you get in touch with Sweta. Read on for my version of events.
“…thus we derive the Clapeyron equation. Now take down a problem on it.” Uh oh, where’s my pen gone?? Ah, there it is. I pick it up and proceed with taking down the question. It is shortly followed by the answer from, you guessed it, Sweta. I manage to solve it quickly enough. Then disaster. I spot a spider scooting along the side of my desk. Spiders scare the daylights out of me. But I manage to stifle a yelp and slide smoothly to the other side of the desk. Thank God no one’s sharing the desk, or they would have screamed…..okay, I just might have.
Ten minutes and a couple of problems later, I start feeling I’ve done too much work and the lecturer thankfully starts another topic. Some of the boys in the back bench try valiantly, rather, out of compulsion to create a diversion and this time they’re lucky. Well it’s actually because I’m getting tired of typing….So, the lecturer gets a bit angry and starts off on his second-favourite topic: discipline. We patiently wait for him to be done, and my stomach grumbles loudly(I thank God again that no one’s sitting next to me!), and at last, after what seems…uh..five minutes, it’s time for lunch, and I sigh with relief at the glorious sight of the lecturer’s shiny head exiting the class.
Thasit. I'm yet to think up my next class.
Monday, January 23, 2006
Yawn......
This word sort of sums up all these days...sleepy,boring and absolutely useless.The only mentionalbe thing i did was go to Pune,well I don't regret it...it was well worth the bhel I had...you wouldn't call that a holiday well spent...still it was a change from the daily timetable of college-home-college.
So, what have I done in around 45 days? Nothing at all.And to add to it all I'm not at all happy with my first internal exam results. So not a nice way to start the year.Let's just hope it gets better.
Well(yaaawn...),I guess that's all for now...you're spared any more boredom..I was trying to transfer some of it over...
So, what have I done in around 45 days? Nothing at all.And to add to it all I'm not at all happy with my first internal exam results. So not a nice way to start the year.Let's just hope it gets better.
Well(yaaawn...),I guess that's all for now...you're spared any more boredom..I was trying to transfer some of it over...
Thursday, December 15, 2005
End of Exams!!
At last the much awaited end-of-exams time is here and I'm finding time to update my blog.
It's been dull in the past few weeks....and now even after the seniors have started coming there's no change...hope there will be...!!!
I haven't been ragged properly yet and everybody's been cursing me for that.."your time will come!!"...ok fine guys,thanks for wishing so much for me!!!
And now the boring part-the exams:
English was not bad...everything depends on the correction,the grammar part was ok, but the essays were a real pain.
Maths was OK, I feel I might just get 20 in both the papers.
Physics was better than I imagined...and when I tell you that my range before the exam was 10-12, you can imagine the extremely pathetic state I am in!!
Mechanics and Graphics were both lengthy but the paper was easy...if I had more time I would have done loads better.
And now the subject I hate to discuss, but have to-chemistry. I honestly feel that I might fail the exam, if my luck is so bad, and might just pass if my luck is good enough!!
Phew, now that's done. Now let's see what I'm going to post when I blog about the results!!
Harish anna's arriving here tomorrow....I can't wait to see him!! He's promised me his digicam...I do hope he remembers!!
What else...I hope I come up with some good plans for this weekend...I' m not going tomorrow....
and everytime Anna's here, all he does is sleep and go to the barber's!!!
Please pray for me people... I really don't want to fail my chem exam, and if you want me to pray for you, just leave a comment.
It's been dull in the past few weeks....and now even after the seniors have started coming there's no change...hope there will be...!!!
I haven't been ragged properly yet and everybody's been cursing me for that.."your time will come!!"...ok fine guys,thanks for wishing so much for me!!!
And now the boring part-the exams:
English was not bad...everything depends on the correction,the grammar part was ok, but the essays were a real pain.
Maths was OK, I feel I might just get 20 in both the papers.
Physics was better than I imagined...and when I tell you that my range before the exam was 10-12, you can imagine the extremely pathetic state I am in!!
Mechanics and Graphics were both lengthy but the paper was easy...if I had more time I would have done loads better.
And now the subject I hate to discuss, but have to-chemistry. I honestly feel that I might fail the exam, if my luck is so bad, and might just pass if my luck is good enough!!
Phew, now that's done. Now let's see what I'm going to post when I blog about the results!!
Harish anna's arriving here tomorrow....I can't wait to see him!! He's promised me his digicam...I do hope he remembers!!
What else...I hope I come up with some good plans for this weekend...I' m not going tomorrow....
and everytime Anna's here, all he does is sleep and go to the barber's!!!
Please pray for me people... I really don't want to fail my chem exam, and if you want me to pray for you, just leave a comment.
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Hello World!!
I'm 18 at last..should it be !!! or??? ?Rather only getting up one fine day and getting reminded by your brain that you can now choose the leader of your country. Big deal! But I must say that this is one birthday that i actually enjoyed after a long time. I went to HP4 with the usual people at the usual place, but the timing was something else...as was the movie!! I went with zero expectations and found the movie rocking...thanks to Sabarish anna and a couple of classmates,who had seen the movie and told me that it was pretty ordinary.
Thursday, November 03, 2005
Wow!...A month has passed in seconds!!! College is so much fun...and work!
There's not much activity now that the internals are coming up next month and the seniors are busy with exams.I'm really looking forward to December when the senoirs rag us...gosh I just can't stop thinking about being ragged..Iwas scared initially but now I'm looking forward to it!!
I must get hold of some photos of CBIT (and myself) and post them here to make this place interesting.
India won the series today..I dunno what's wrong...one moment they lose horribly and the next thing you know they're in the middle of a handsome win!I'm sure it's going to be put down as one of the greatest mysteries of all time (atleast in my book)!
There's not much activity now that the internals are coming up next month and the seniors are busy with exams.I'm really looking forward to December when the senoirs rag us...gosh I just can't stop thinking about being ragged..Iwas scared initially but now I'm looking forward to it!!
I must get hold of some photos of CBIT (and myself) and post them here to make this place interesting.
India won the series today..I dunno what's wrong...one moment they lose horribly and the next thing you know they're in the middle of a handsome win!I'm sure it's going to be put down as one of the greatest mysteries of all time (atleast in my book)!