dat thing about plans...

I'm backk n 2day's diatribe u all will have to accompany again...please bear wid me for m in a reflective mood...

The vagaries of life can b measured only wen u set a plan...a definite course of action u want to tread upon in ur life...d whimsicalities of it can den b remarkably funny n atrocious...god bless ur soul if ur my kind though...;-)

I 1ce had a plan...it was beautiful...i basked in its sunshine for one whole month...dat tym i was a stoic kid of 15 yrs...i had a vision u c...a plan dat needed execution...now i am a still a visionary...however i sell vision nowadays -2 ne1 who has d distinctive ability to rattle d rooster's cage("the white tiger" expression) v live in...u c nowadays i hv realized d difference b/w living a dream n living a dream...d former's better...;-)

my plan was formed not on a drunken night but on a night wen i read FPS...yes i wanted to crack IIT...dnt gt me wrong...d mosaic of mesmerizing dreams has its own charm n i was held captive...captive 2 d thousand coruscating flashes of light dat promised me i could do it...yes i was drunk...high on d success of living my dream...it was not to be...d dream lyk all things of my life corrupted n corroded in2 a satire of inertia dat wound me galaxies from it all...IIT b damned...just lemme pass dis tym god...pleeaasss god...dnt lemme flunk again...it's amazing how wen u dnt plan things, dey prioritise demselves on deir own...plans i had...i still do...only d inertia binds me...

now i am 19 n in college...b4 entering i had a plan...doin well...gettin a job(maybe...;-)...in short i had a long term plan...however lyf is an intricate wrangle of deceitful truths dat can b ur mate n yet screw up ur fate...now i have a vision..short-term one though...n dat is-SCREW PLANS...i know someday i will yield back 2 dat spiral of anticpation which comes wid a plan...till den i have d next bit of bad news to luk forward to...;-)

I have a frnd who was crazy...she made plans...lots of dem..she exercised d muscle b/w her ears far too much...strained her brains out literally...den smthng happened to her...n she gt d drift of wat was coming...inspite of her plans, things were gettin screwed up...sm1 told her(aahhhmmm...;-)2 lighten up a bit...she lightened up waaay 2 much...now she enjoys pissin off profs...n now m worried...

but u know wat??...screw d plan n njoi d free fall for a while...trust me...nothin in lyf is worth d plans...

P.S-even IIT wasnt...;-)

P.S.S-n no its nt d case of sour grapes...;-)

quantum of shoelace...n d name aint bond...

the beauty of college lyf isnt d melancholy dat accompanies it within a while bt d sheer no. of classes u cn take in even wen ur system n brain is numb/dead/harried/morose...n d list continues...

as i realized horrorstruck some days ago, bunking isnt an option ne longer...a miserable piece of dumbass(also known in othr words as a "professor") informed me with an almost indecent enthusiasm dat he'll detain me if i bunk ne more of his classes...big deal- i snorted thru my nose 1ce wen i ws out of his earshot...den i realized that he ws my proctor...shit!!

some days ago i realized during the physics class dat i cn sleep with my eyes open...well almost i guess...d symphony of d drone during d physics class is the best lullaby ne guy who hsnt hd a good night's sleep cn ever have...classes come n go...n with each chapter comes a new resolve to start studying from scratch... n den resolves come n go...an interminable wait fr d next chapter 2 start again...lyf's astonishingly ironic...

1ce u start attending some electrical classes, itll affect everythng in ur lyf...physically emotionally mentally psychologically physiologically biologically n most importantly...spiritually...coz 1ce u attnd some clses at a stretch, u'll start doubting the existence of god...

humans hv discovered ways to spy on countries from space bt d essential things still go awry...cnt dey invent a foolproof proxy system??...self-writing pens??...making teachers lose deir memory??..ahhhh...d cruel ironities of lyf...harry potter ws lucky...

mid-sems hv started...dey r sort of internal exams where d profs gt to screw d student's balls(nt all...gt ma drift???...) as a warm-up b4 d real deal gets dished out...in the morning there was maths n den it ws physics frm 3.45...maths ws even...physics ws even worse...tommorrow's electrical...

no srsly does god exist??..

P.S.- i wntd to personally apologise to all d dickheads who invented & modified quantum mechanics...i hv rewritten all rules of quantum physics 2day...sorry de-broglie, heisenberg, chadwick, einstein, newton(ws he involved in dis tomfoolery??...dunno man bt still i owe him an apology...i hv raped his laws often enough) n all other morons n buffoons who hd a say in inventing n changing laws of quantum physics...

lyk i did 2day...:-)

smoky life...

The sole reason of writing a new blog ws 'coz i wntd to gt lst night's incidence out of my system... in every hostel i assume dere's no dearth of jackasses n nerds...bt insomniacs r in a league of deir own...
satanic insomniacs engage in cannibalism in the night n stupid insomniacs engage in water holi...it all strtd at 11.45 in d night wen norml earthlings engage in an activity cld sleeping n abnormal human beings(nerds) engage in an astonishingly gross activity cld studying, my field of observation being limited to hostel lyf...
surprisingly, i ws in d scnd category lst night(dnt gt me wrong, i stay away frm books as earnestly as sane ppl do , its jst dat dere ws a rumor of a quiz circulating lst night)...
11.45 in d night n i hear a guttural scream expunged frm within wt i thot ws a psychotic throat...it is followed by a roar, a bellow n den again jeers n screams...i peeked out, my curiousity gettin d bttr of me... a guy, in his banyan n shorts is drenched to d skin of his butt(ok dat ws jst n xpression, mayb a bit weird)...n den it hppnd...
wid a jovial yell of of unbridled insanity, a bucket of cold water got slammed into anothr guy by godknowswhom amidst lusty yells of crazed celebration fr holi hvin arrived early...den d nxt n den n den n again...it went on fr 45 mins, d sanity decreasing wid each passing second...awake ppl being pulld out n bein drenchd wid a joyous scream of bura na mano holi hain...i ddnt hv ne clue whethr dis shout ws an apology or a polite way of saying come out or we come in...
hostel lyf is an amalgamation m realizing...d certainity of being drawn in to dis kinda lyf is more dan say...still likin d chick u luvd once...well mayb m a hopeless romantic or mayb its jst dat wen m sitting on top of d lockd n out-of-bounds roof of our hostel, wid my frnds releasing smoke-rings n discussing lyf in general in a boozed out state, i luk up at d clear sky n c d moon n say beautiful, my frnds luk at me n drawl yeaaaa eetes...
noder smoke-ring...noder day...