Sunday, October 10, 2010
My First Interview
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Campus Rumpus
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Moving Back into Track
Monday, May 31, 2010
ARRIVEDERCI PALS
(P.S. click on the Tittle to listen a song dedicated to all my parting friends)
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Happy Mother's Day
Saturday, May 1, 2010
First Love Letter
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Ineffable
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
A Misplay became a Mess play for me
As today in second half we all were sitting in H.E. Lab (Heat Engine Lab) waiting for our professor. I was busy in discussing some matter with one of my friends regarding the money we were going to receive in our first prize(for the paper presentation) also we were pulling leg of a lucky guy who was excited about the T-shirt, he was going to receive as a consolation for coordinators. Suddenly our professor brought his presence in the lab and two of my friends who were initially sitting with me took the desk beside mine and get adjusted there, in the mean time our professor went inside the lab to check the arrangement for the experiment. Now, watching my these two friends I too asked them to accommodate me by stating “Main bhi ana chahta hu” but I was unaware of the fact that the ˝Only girl˝ of our class was also sitting there (as I was unable to see her because of extra large size of that T-shirt guy) and there was not even a space left for any movement. Till, I understood what had happen the intellectuals of my class gave it hype by hooting for the same but this wasn’t the end of it as one of my friends repeated the statement in a manner so that the “Only girl” should have thought that I did it intentionally. And now, I realized that this all has blotted my image in front of a girl (and not just any girl but the “Only girl” of our class). I wish I wouldn’t have thought of sitting with my friends, or would have seen the “Only girl” who was sitting beside the XL T-shirt guy, or wouldn’t have gone to the lab. And I am sure the “Only girl” will not going to leave me unscathed.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Misconception
Well, I too had many misconceptions in my life, that the angel who always took away my broken milk tooth and give me 5 rupees in return really exist, that my uncle will forget our address if I listen a story in the morning instead of night, cricket is our national game, matter is indivisible (this we all had, as class 6 NCERT taught that), it is impossible to score 80% + in class 11, our chemistry teacher (who was our class teacher also) is really strict and rude (but she wasn’t, she is nice, caring and very helpful person), that you don’t need to advance the spark timing in an S.I. engine if you are using fuel of higher octane number (but you have to advance it to avoid knocking)…… Although there are many misconceptions still left but the one I recently encountered has changed my life (a bit).
After a long time I called one of my best friend who is in Pune pursuing MBA. As I usually badinage with all my best friends I was following the same conventional routine. During the conversation I was trying to jape when I comment that “You never do whatever you say. You always make promises like whenever we are in same city we will meet but you never even tried for the same”
And that’s where my precedent misguided me and my assumptions contradicted and I realized it when I heard a wept reply!!!!! Yes, my friend was crying or was just about to cry (I don’t remember exactly) and I realized that it all happened because of a MISCONCEPTION. I admit my mistake immediately and cleared the air and things became normal again, after that we had some general conversation and then hung up.
Now, the moral part what I have learned from this incident is: 1. If you are calling your best friend after a long time then never make mockery of him/her.
2. This one is very important always remember that “Girls are Emotional and Sentimental” (and never said that they aren’t in front of a girl, as I have done this also in the past……)
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Holy HOLI
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Few days back on the Valentine
Sunday, February 7, 2010
"There is No Secret Ingredient"
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Mercurial feelings
Yet another interesting day passed, full of fun .Nothing much happen in the day time as no classes were held and even my project in charge RG wasn’t feeling fine so he postponed the discussion to next day. While in the evening all of us (me and my friends) gathered to celebrate Sammy’s birthday, had delicious food and after that as usual a“Maghai Pan” made us feel like an epicure. A sort of badinage with each other filled us with felicity. Then the crew made its journey to my home where we talked for a while, examined some of mine exercising tools, discussed various topics regarding project and then bid good night to each other.
Albeit I am happy with them but still I don’t know why sometimes I felt envy of one of my friend while watching him conversing with his girlfriend. Well I too know this is nothing but my ego and I should not allow it to rise, but this egoistic act actuates my emotional mind and then……. I found myself surrounded with lovely but more of scary thoughts of her. “She” is among those few people who understand my feelings, obviously she is my best friend even though we are separated by a distance of more than 186 k.m. she resides somewhere in my heart, and will always.
The day ends in composing an article on My Role Models which includes my parents, my family, my teachers and my friends. As this is going to be my next post.
Monday, February 1, 2010
First Feb.- A ray of hope
Finally I reached the college, already late for my first lecture but still got the entry in the class as I was the not alone who took entry. The lecture finished with an easy numerical. While in the second class as our professor (who is also a dean of student affairs) in a didactic tone , kept on telling the ill effects of ragging and appealed us to direct the second year to stop ragging, I was trying to understand the method of solving the problem as I was absent in the last class.
The college hours ended earlier as per scheduled (rather we end them early). Also, I wasn’t in a mood to meet my project incharge as I haven’t done the task so I too came home, had some lunch at my newly joined hotel. Came back home had an undisturbed sleep. And when I woke up I again found myself in the same obfuscator situation of which subject to start with? Then finally after much thought and squander I took my project first did some calculations, had a conversation with my parents and brother and went for dinner........
The day ends with a sweet remembrance that boosts me for the coming days of the same romantic February.