terrified moments, yet came conquered..

the wonderful days are few, but still i want to cherish the every bit of it. n i am doing it perfectly.
while i was busy planning in my mind about my near future, walking along the deserted road to our campus, it was sort of drizzling out there, but i confronting it, eloped in my deep thoughts kept walking. today was my last scheduled day of my degree. even this sentence says so much about all its hidden fascinations attached to it. i really got fascinated thinking about the future as well as the spent past. both seems to be equally memorable for me.

i have my last end semester exams starting from monday. for the first time, i'm not scared of exams, rather those die-hard feelings are gone. those days were really hectic, nothing literally, just study, study and.... i could never think of more helluva thoughts than being under the scrutiny of end sem exams. those three hours always passed away with a tick of second. i just started writing on my answer sheet n here rung the siren. time's over, plz get up and hand over the sheets to invigilator.
ufff, such was the panic among us, that can never be explained over such a blog or rather i'm not so good in expressing those petrified moments.

ALL I CAN SAY, THAT BEING A PART OF MY GRADUATION, I WOULD CERTAINLY MISS THEM LIKE EVERY OTHER MOMENT THAT HAD TAUGHT ME THE REAL LESSONS OF LIFE.....

terrified moments, yet came conquered..

the wonderful days are few, but still i want to cherish the every bit of it. n i am doing it perfectly.
while i was busy planning in my mind about my near future, walking along the deserted road to our campus, it was sort of drizzling out there, but i confronting it, eloped in my deep thoughts kept walking. today was my last scheduled day of my degree. even this sentence says so much about all its hidden fascinations attached to it. i really got fascinated thinking about the future as well as the spent past. both seems to be equally memorable for me.

i have my last end semester exams starting from monday. for the first time, i'm not scared of exams, rather those die-hard feelings are gone. those days were really hectic, nothing literally, just study, study and.... i could never think of more helluva thoughts than being under the scrutiny of end sem exams. those three hours always passed away with a tick of second. i just started writing on my answer sheet n here rung the siren. time's over, plz get up and hand over the sheets to invigilator.
ufff, such was the panic among us, that can never be explained over such a blog or rather i'm not so good in expressing those petrified moments.

ALL I CAN SAY, THAT BEING A PART OF MY GRADUATION, I WOULD CERTAINLY MISS THEM LIKE EVERY OTHER MOMENT THAT HAD TAUGHT ME THE REAL LESSONS OF LIFE.....

DEDICATED TO T.U...

hmmmmm, i'm feeling low... really don't know why so, still could explain the mixed feelings evolving in my heart for my batch.

THE DAY I ENTERED THIS INSTITUTE. IT WAS AROUND MID AUGUST, for the first time i got to see such huge buildings. flocks of persons rendering as if looking for something very special for their even precious kids. (yup, we were kids at that time). i never bothered what would i do, if i didn't make it to thapar. i am really grateful to god, need not to say for all what he has given me. my first day in thapar, i can still vividly recall that early tuesday misty morning. god, i really want to cry out loud for all those precious moments i have spent in thapar. dats the perfect replication of my feelings.

I REALLY WANT TO CRY OUT LOUD.. WANT TO THANK EACH N EVERY PERSON WHO HAVE BEEN WITH ME THROUGH THESE FOUR YEARS. I WANT TO VALUE THE PERSONS, TO EVERY BIT OF MONSOONS I HAVE SPENT IN COLLEGE, TO EVERY BIT OF SCORCHING HEAT THAT MADE ME TOUGH TO FACE THE BITTER TRUTHS OF LIFE, TO EVERY FOGGY WINTER EVENING WHICH EXPLAINED ME THE RISE OF DAWN AFTER THE DUSK, I WANT TO THANK EVERY BIT OF THIS UNIVERSE WHO HAD SEEN ME RENOVATING INTO A MATURE GUY, TO MY EVERY PAL WHO ALWAYS STOOD BY ME WATSOEVER MAY BE THE CIRCUMSTANCES. I OWE A LOT TO THIS COLLEGE TOO...

i really want to tell my frenz, how much precious they r for me. how much i value them, how much i respect them, how much i admire them for ignoring all my shortcomings and accepting me the way i am. i place my profs above the almighty who had spent enormous hours explaining me the every bit of concept so that my mellow soul could survive the irony of this world. i really want to cherish every that moment, but time never stops for anyone. no one can hold on to the reins of time machine, thats the universal truth which no can ever defy.
this life will always keep running frantically for souldering the responsibilities, but i would never allow the time to fade away these moments from my memory...

DEDICATED TO T.U...

hmmmmm, i'm feeling low... really don't know why so, still could explain the mixed feelings evolving in my heart for my batch.

THE DAY I ENTERED THIS INSTITUTE. IT WAS AROUND MID AUGUST, for the first time i got to see such huge buildings. flocks of persons rendering as if looking for something very special for their even precious kids. (yup, we were kids at that time). i never bothered what would i do, if i didn't make it to thapar. i am really grateful to god, need not to say for all what he has given me. my first day in thapar, i can still vividly recall that early tuesday misty morning. god, i really want to cry out loud for all those precious moments i have spent in thapar. dats the perfect replication of my feelings.

I REALLY WANT TO CRY OUT LOUD.. WANT TO THANK EACH N EVERY PERSON WHO HAVE BEEN WITH ME THROUGH THESE FOUR YEARS. I WANT TO VALUE THE PERSONS, TO EVERY BIT OF MONSOONS I HAVE SPENT IN COLLEGE, TO EVERY BIT OF SCORCHING HEAT THAT MADE ME TOUGH TO FACE THE BITTER TRUTHS OF LIFE, TO EVERY FOGGY WINTER EVENING WHICH EXPLAINED ME THE RISE OF DAWN AFTER THE DUSK, I WANT TO THANK EVERY BIT OF THIS UNIVERSE WHO HAD SEEN ME RENOVATING INTO A MATURE GUY, TO MY EVERY PAL WHO ALWAYS STOOD BY ME WATSOEVER MAY BE THE CIRCUMSTANCES. I OWE A LOT TO THIS COLLEGE TOO...

i really want to tell my frenz, how much precious they r for me. how much i value them, how much i respect them, how much i admire them for ignoring all my shortcomings and accepting me the way i am. i place my profs above the almighty who had spent enormous hours explaining me the every bit of concept so that my mellow soul could survive the irony of this world. i really want to cherish every that moment, but time never stops for anyone. no one can hold on to the reins of time machine, thats the universal truth which no can ever defy.
this life will always keep running frantically for souldering the responsibilities, but i would never allow the time to fade away these moments from my memory...

endless eroded thoughts..

being never so expressive in my thoughts, always evasive in my feelings, this time i badly require a change.. STOP !!!

a gurll sitting beside me followed by two other guys holding the consecutive seats. everyone of us, facing that damn face, which i wish could never ever have to glance at again in my life. this was me, under the scrutiny of my teacher taking our viva of OPERATION AND CONTROL OF POWER SYSTEMS. after giving a decent shot in the programming test, i was pretty confident about the viva too. so, started off with me. never mind, i was probably the guy, who could have explained the things in the most lucrative manner. certainly, my grades speak for itself. though i'm don't really believe in such bullish comparisons, but u need to be calm under such situations, hence these facts help me a lot to get relief. i explained it as per the expectations riding on my shoulder. then , came some pretty bore questions, abt the security of systems. damn, could anyone dare to ask that prof, is it a bloody viva u r taking.??? wholly fish.. i speak calmly, no, i don't know, dats it. n i repeat it for three questions.. well, before leaving it was pretty well settled in my mind, that i'm not gonna score much in lab marks this time. heyyy, i saw the marks list, got 5 outta 6 in viva.. huh, good yaar. hmmmm, rather i think its time to think abt the prof differently...
hai ke nahi..???

being a pragmatic never solve ur issues, unless mingled with a proper content of optimism. after doing the gym, all those stiffer muscles have made it even more tough to the things, went out for dinner. always feels good, but not really always unless u r paying the bill. same was the case this time too. koi naa..tomorrow, hmmmm, have two quizzes and one lab performance. seems to be helluva time, nooo, i'm still enjoying this time, which would just become the reminiscences of the brightest times of my life, engraved in the core of my heart.

about the G*, feeling a mess in my mind. what's been happening, could anyone explain it plz. all seems to be so hapless, i could never imagine such bitter imaginations coming true into my life. well, it will teach me the most profound values, one should learn, to survive the chaos of relationships. yep man yep, very true. this pretty well defines me the blurred image of arundeep singh sidhu, an intelligent guy, person so true to his heart. at around 2230hours, heading back to our hostels, a flock of cars which were around 30, went passed. every car bathed out with the falshy red lights at the top of each. may be that was the CM, he resides in patiala. what an agony, the protagnist of the state can't enjoy the pricess luxuries. can't roam about freely, everytime a sword of thretens hanging near his neck. such a helpless life, i'm lucky to be a normal guy, can do every normal bit without the slightest tinge of uneasiness. yep man yep, i'm really lucky.. i'm aseem rambani too...

endless eroded thoughts..

being never so expressive in my thoughts, always evasive in my feelings, this time i badly require a change.. STOP !!!

a gurll sitting beside me followed by two other guys holding the consecutive seats. everyone of us, facing that damn face, which i wish could never ever have to glance at again in my life. this was me, under the scrutiny of my teacher taking our viva of OPERATION AND CONTROL OF POWER SYSTEMS. after giving a decent shot in the programming test, i was pretty confident about the viva too. so, started off with me. never mind, i was probably the guy, who could have explained the things in the most lucrative manner. certainly, my grades speak for itself. though i'm don't really believe in such bullish comparisons, but u need to be calm under such situations, hence these facts help me a lot to get relief. i explained it as per the expectations riding on my shoulder. then , came some pretty bore questions, abt the security of systems. damn, could anyone dare to ask that prof, is it a bloody viva u r taking.??? wholly fish.. i speak calmly, no, i don't know, dats it. n i repeat it for three questions.. well, before leaving it was pretty well settled in my mind, that i'm not gonna score much in lab marks this time. heyyy, i saw the marks list, got 5 outta 6 in viva.. huh, good yaar. hmmmm, rather i think its time to think abt the prof differently...
hai ke nahi..???

being a pragmatic never solve ur issues, unless mingled with a proper content of optimism. after doing the gym, all those stiffer muscles have made it even more tough to the things, went out for dinner. always feels good, but not really always unless u r paying the bill. same was the case this time too. koi naa..tomorrow, hmmmm, have two quizzes and one lab performance. seems to be helluva time, nooo, i'm still enjoying this time, which would just become the reminiscences of the brightest times of my life, engraved in the core of my heart.

about the G*, feeling a mess in my mind. what's been happening, could anyone explain it plz. all seems to be so hapless, i could never imagine such bitter imaginations coming true into my life. well, it will teach me the most profound values, one should learn, to survive the chaos of relationships. yep man yep, very true. this pretty well defines me the blurred image of arundeep singh sidhu, an intelligent guy, person so true to his heart. at around 2230hours, heading back to our hostels, a flock of cars which were around 30, went passed. every car bathed out with the falshy red lights at the top of each. may be that was the CM, he resides in patiala. what an agony, the protagnist of the state can't enjoy the pricess luxuries. can't roam about freely, everytime a sword of thretens hanging near his neck. such a helpless life, i'm lucky to be a normal guy, can do every normal bit without the slightest tinge of uneasiness. yep man yep, i'm really lucky.. i'm aseem rambani too...

gurpurab diya vadayian...

my heart went into deep slumber last night. thinking abt the failures of my life, it seems so miserable. again patched up, spirits high..

WISHING U ALL A VERY PROSPEROUS GURPUrab..
LAKH LAKH KHUSHIAN PAATSHAHIYAN
JE STAGURU NADR KARE !!

me along with two more, himanshu and vikram went to the gurudwara dukhniwaran sahib. it feels so good under the shade of god, u forget all the miseries of life. fully packed with so many pilgrims, we took langar too. though i'm pretty used to such things being brought up in amritsar, it ws new for him and vikram to get out without taking karah. then, back on the way to coll, hired an auto, took snaps of cars over taking our auto. its felt weird, but these r the moments which we wud cherish once fate part us from each other.

the day, we entered the premises of thapar institute of engg and technology( now, thapar university), never knew these four years gonna change me upside down. used to be an introvert, studious guy. but it has taught me so many things. why not took u through my college in the next blog. yups, right..
bbyeee

gurpurab diya vadayian...

my heart went into deep slumber last night. thinking abt the failures of my life, it seems so miserable. again patched up, spirits high..

WISHING U ALL A VERY PROSPEROUS GURPUrab..
LAKH LAKH KHUSHIAN PAATSHAHIYAN
JE STAGURU NADR KARE !!

me along with two more, himanshu and vikram went to the gurudwara dukhniwaran sahib. it feels so good under the shade of god, u forget all the miseries of life. fully packed with so many pilgrims, we took langar too. though i'm pretty used to such things being brought up in amritsar, it ws new for him and vikram to get out without taking karah. then, back on the way to coll, hired an auto, took snaps of cars over taking our auto. its felt weird, but these r the moments which we wud cherish once fate part us from each other.

the day, we entered the premises of thapar institute of engg and technology( now, thapar university), never knew these four years gonna change me upside down. used to be an introvert, studious guy. but it has taught me so many things. why not took u through my college in the next blog. yups, right..
bbyeee

I'VE GOT A MAIL.. :)

a clash occurred. though i had a feeling before the match to be interrupted with some heated arguments. we had two quizzes, 24 marks at stake, though i prepared for it last night, but not so effluent in my concepts. maam postponed it to next thursday, well, we r always ready to do such things, meanwhile throwing us out in the cricket field for the last time.

YUPS, ELECTRICAL GUYS OUT FOR THE LAST MATCH PURSUING THE FEAT RUNNING FOR THE LAST FOUR ROUNDS OF MURKY SUMMERS ND DARK WINTERS.. FEELING ENCHANTED, HEART BOUNDED WITH BUNDLES OF JOYS, STILL THOSE REMINISCENCES OF OLD CLASHES CAME OUT AFRESH. I COULD STILL FEEL THAT SMELL OF FIELD MINGLED WITH THOSE DROPLETS OF SWEAT. ALWAYS SHOUTING, PASSING LUDE COMMENTS OVER THE BATTING, RUNNING, BOWLING EVERYTHINGG.. IF U R STILL SNEAKING OUT FOR THE RESULTS, MY TEAM LOST THAT MATCH. BUT I WON'T MIND LOSING MILLIONS OF SUCH MATCHES, UNLESS THE OPPOSITION R MY FRENZ. ONE SONG CAME BEATING INTO MY HEART ,"SUMMER OF 69". I'M SURE EVEN THOSE SUMMERS COULD HAVE BEEN PRETTIER THAN THESE. CARRYING THAT ACHED BODY, WENT TO THE COLLEGE TO GATHER THOSE FEELINGS WITH CUTIE FACES. THOUGH NOT REALLY MEANT FOR ME, NOR I REALY BOTHERED ABT EVERYONE IN THESE FOUR YEARS.
YET IF ANY OTHER STONES UNTURNED, THOSE WERE DONE NOT SO CONSPICUOUSLY BY THE GIRLS OF MY BATCH.

I HAD SO MANY GRUDGES HELD IN MY HEART, THOUGH NEVER CAME OUT COZ OF MY INEXPRESSIVE ATTITUDE. I NEVER REGRET FOR ALL I HAD DONE IN THESE YEARS, THAT WAS ME, MY REAL SELF.

THESE DAYS, NOT REALLY INTO ANY KINDA DILEMMAS. LIFE GOING SMOOTHER THAN NEVER BEFORE. SIMPLY DOING DAY-DREAMING, FEELING AS IF MY ALL DREAMS R COMING TRUE R JST ON THE VERGE OF BEING FULL-FILLED. NEVER COULD BE MY LONGING HAVE BEEN MORE EAGER AS NOW FOR INCOMING MAILS. KEEP THINKING THE WHOLE DAY FOR THE MAIL, WHEN IT WOULD COME WAVING HII TO ME. I TRY TO BE GENUINE, THOUGH I AM NOT SO. EDIT IT MILLIONS OF TIME, BEFORE SENDING TO A VERY SPECIAL KIAN. OOOOHH, I JST SAW THE MOVIE "U GOT A MAIL", TOM HANKS LOOKING NEVER SO INNOCENT. BUT I'M PRETTY SURE MY GIRL LOOKS MORE GORGEOUS THAN MEG RYAN. YUPS, ONE MORE MAIL, LIKELY UNDER THE SAME SHADE OF LIFE ( BOTH SHARES THE ABILITY TO CHANGE THE COARSE OF MY LIFE), THAT IS FROM RELIANCE ENERGY. STILL WAITIN FOR THE CONFORMATION LETTER.

ITS GETTING VERY LENGTHY, THOUGH I WROTE IT DOWN FROM THE PEN OF MY HEART TONIGHT. REALLY, FEELING SO NICE.. PTA NAHI KYUN, KEEP GUESSING, LEMME CHECK THE INMAIL FOLDER...
i've got a mail.... yippeee...

I'VE GOT A MAIL.. :)

a clash occurred. though i had a feeling before the match to be interrupted with some heated arguments. we had two quizzes, 24 marks at stake, though i prepared for it last night, but not so effluent in my concepts. maam postponed it to next thursday, well, we r always ready to do such things, meanwhile throwing us out in the cricket field for the last time.

YUPS, ELECTRICAL GUYS OUT FOR THE LAST MATCH PURSUING THE FEAT RUNNING FOR THE LAST FOUR ROUNDS OF MURKY SUMMERS ND DARK WINTERS.. FEELING ENCHANTED, HEART BOUNDED WITH BUNDLES OF JOYS, STILL THOSE REMINISCENCES OF OLD CLASHES CAME OUT AFRESH. I COULD STILL FEEL THAT SMELL OF FIELD MINGLED WITH THOSE DROPLETS OF SWEAT. ALWAYS SHOUTING, PASSING LUDE COMMENTS OVER THE BATTING, RUNNING, BOWLING EVERYTHINGG.. IF U R STILL SNEAKING OUT FOR THE RESULTS, MY TEAM LOST THAT MATCH. BUT I WON'T MIND LOSING MILLIONS OF SUCH MATCHES, UNLESS THE OPPOSITION R MY FRENZ. ONE SONG CAME BEATING INTO MY HEART ,"SUMMER OF 69". I'M SURE EVEN THOSE SUMMERS COULD HAVE BEEN PRETTIER THAN THESE. CARRYING THAT ACHED BODY, WENT TO THE COLLEGE TO GATHER THOSE FEELINGS WITH CUTIE FACES. THOUGH NOT REALLY MEANT FOR ME, NOR I REALY BOTHERED ABT EVERYONE IN THESE FOUR YEARS.
YET IF ANY OTHER STONES UNTURNED, THOSE WERE DONE NOT SO CONSPICUOUSLY BY THE GIRLS OF MY BATCH.

I HAD SO MANY GRUDGES HELD IN MY HEART, THOUGH NEVER CAME OUT COZ OF MY INEXPRESSIVE ATTITUDE. I NEVER REGRET FOR ALL I HAD DONE IN THESE YEARS, THAT WAS ME, MY REAL SELF.

THESE DAYS, NOT REALLY INTO ANY KINDA DILEMMAS. LIFE GOING SMOOTHER THAN NEVER BEFORE. SIMPLY DOING DAY-DREAMING, FEELING AS IF MY ALL DREAMS R COMING TRUE R JST ON THE VERGE OF BEING FULL-FILLED. NEVER COULD BE MY LONGING HAVE BEEN MORE EAGER AS NOW FOR INCOMING MAILS. KEEP THINKING THE WHOLE DAY FOR THE MAIL, WHEN IT WOULD COME WAVING HII TO ME. I TRY TO BE GENUINE, THOUGH I AM NOT SO. EDIT IT MILLIONS OF TIME, BEFORE SENDING TO A VERY SPECIAL KIAN. OOOOHH, I JST SAW THE MOVIE "U GOT A MAIL", TOM HANKS LOOKING NEVER SO INNOCENT. BUT I'M PRETTY SURE MY GIRL LOOKS MORE GORGEOUS THAN MEG RYAN. YUPS, ONE MORE MAIL, LIKELY UNDER THE SAME SHADE OF LIFE ( BOTH SHARES THE ABILITY TO CHANGE THE COARSE OF MY LIFE), THAT IS FROM RELIANCE ENERGY. STILL WAITIN FOR THE CONFORMATION LETTER.

ITS GETTING VERY LENGTHY, THOUGH I WROTE IT DOWN FROM THE PEN OF MY HEART TONIGHT. REALLY, FEELING SO NICE.. PTA NAHI KYUN, KEEP GUESSING, LEMME CHECK THE INMAIL FOLDER...
i've got a mail.... yippeee...

expectin the unexpected things..

yesterday feeling so sleepy at arnd 1am, still all the course unread for the morning's performance of electric utilization drives..
naa who cares, went straight to sleep. got up next day, without even brushing teeth, sat for the studies.. did somwat, brush up the main concepts. performance ws at 1pm. had an ample time before, but have to attend all the lectures too for the heck of attendence. so, without preparing much, getting ready to face the whirlpool of questions of trekky machines..

oh damn it, my turn came up with the most intelligent guys, koi naa dis one ws my favourite course, still whispering for good luck, i took my seat. here comes the first one, for varun, the topper.. wat is regenerative braking.. i ws jst wishing, kaash sir would have asked me.. varun gave the answer, came out with almost correct concepts. nooooo, u r wrong. i ws still staring at the specs, sir was wearing at his nose. aseem will tell, i started speaking out bla bla.. still not content, asked the other guys, no views..
'aseem, though varun was not correct, i wsn't expectin the same from u too".. oh god, where do i stand in front of varun, he's the expert in machines, simply no argument over it.. i keep luaghing inside, came with some more answers.. "wats the basic classification of loads".. no one was able to answer it, i popped up without any second thought..sir i know, its active and passive loads. correct, explain it.. oops, i forget it..

K U CAN LEAVE.. THANKS. SO NOT AT ALL BAD, MAN.. GOOD, I CAME OUT HAPPILY. OTHERS STANDING GRIPPED WITH FEELINGS OF TERROR, KYA POOCHA, KYA POOCHA.. but those foolish chaps don't know once asked the problem is never asked back by mr. chauhaan.. i have two more tomorrow..

pta nahi kya sochte hoge mere bare mein,
i've the purest thoughts for u, though can't be explained over this emotionless blog..
byeee...

expectin the unexpected things..

yesterday feeling so sleepy at arnd 1am, still all the course unread for the morning's performance of electric utilization drives..
naa who cares, went straight to sleep. got up next day, without even brushing teeth, sat for the studies.. did somwat, brush up the main concepts. performance ws at 1pm. had an ample time before, but have to attend all the lectures too for the heck of attendence. so, without preparing much, getting ready to face the whirlpool of questions of trekky machines..

oh damn it, my turn came up with the most intelligent guys, koi naa dis one ws my favourite course, still whispering for good luck, i took my seat. here comes the first one, for varun, the topper.. wat is regenerative braking.. i ws jst wishing, kaash sir would have asked me.. varun gave the answer, came out with almost correct concepts. nooooo, u r wrong. i ws still staring at the specs, sir was wearing at his nose. aseem will tell, i started speaking out bla bla.. still not content, asked the other guys, no views..
'aseem, though varun was not correct, i wsn't expectin the same from u too".. oh god, where do i stand in front of varun, he's the expert in machines, simply no argument over it.. i keep luaghing inside, came with some more answers.. "wats the basic classification of loads".. no one was able to answer it, i popped up without any second thought..sir i know, its active and passive loads. correct, explain it.. oops, i forget it..

K U CAN LEAVE.. THANKS. SO NOT AT ALL BAD, MAN.. GOOD, I CAME OUT HAPPILY. OTHERS STANDING GRIPPED WITH FEELINGS OF TERROR, KYA POOCHA, KYA POOCHA.. but those foolish chaps don't know once asked the problem is never asked back by mr. chauhaan.. i have two more tomorrow..

pta nahi kya sochte hoge mere bare mein,
i've the purest thoughts for u, though can't be explained over this emotionless blog..
byeee...

a small step, a leap for mankind..

I KEEP DRIVING LATE INTO THE NIGHT..
ITS A LATE GOOD BYE,
ITS A LATE GOOD BYEEEEEE..

i downloaded it from youtube. i had a quiz today, energy auditing and management. went well, though some of my guesses clicked. i prepared hard for it, so results were fruitfull too.

i ws enjoying my coffee after coming back from mandir( its tuesday naa).. came into the sight a guy with torn pieces of clothes wrapping it around his clumpsy flesh. though seem to be a very amicable lad, i had a conversed with him before too. now, a question evolved into my mind. why can't i help out this poor guy..?? i have been gifted with all those matirialistic means required to fulfill my desires. though have even more than that.
my mind was haunted by suh thoughts of poverty, at every sight in this country INDIA. when wud i be capable of lend a helping hand to this miserable catastrophe in this country. really, such scenes moved earth down under my feet. my job won't gimme a bit of satisfaction unless poor chaps r lingering around in my locality. i have resolved a solution for it. i have to take up the step now, time is never ripe unless u r prepared for it. i'm prepared, my soul is prepared,

TO ME THIS WHOLE UNIVERSE IS CONSPIRING ME TO FLUSH OUT THIS ADVERSITY FROM OUR LIVES..

a small step, a leap for mankind..

I KEEP DRIVING LATE INTO THE NIGHT..
ITS A LATE GOOD BYE,
ITS A LATE GOOD BYEEEEEE..

i downloaded it from youtube. i had a quiz today, energy auditing and management. went well, though some of my guesses clicked. i prepared hard for it, so results were fruitfull too.

i ws enjoying my coffee after coming back from mandir( its tuesday naa).. came into the sight a guy with torn pieces of clothes wrapping it around his clumpsy flesh. though seem to be a very amicable lad, i had a conversed with him before too. now, a question evolved into my mind. why can't i help out this poor guy..?? i have been gifted with all those matirialistic means required to fulfill my desires. though have even more than that.
my mind was haunted by suh thoughts of poverty, at every sight in this country INDIA. when wud i be capable of lend a helping hand to this miserable catastrophe in this country. really, such scenes moved earth down under my feet. my job won't gimme a bit of satisfaction unless poor chaps r lingering around in my locality. i have resolved a solution for it. i have to take up the step now, time is never ripe unless u r prepared for it. i'm prepared, my soul is prepared,

TO ME THIS WHOLE UNIVERSE IS CONSPIRING ME TO FLUSH OUT THIS ADVERSITY FROM OUR LIVES..

back to the maddin crowd..

though i'm not really in my senses.. i used to be a month ago or before. yups, always lost in my bookish world, readin power system books, gazing through different articles in newspapers. flirting for sometime upon orkut, smacking these 3-4 odd rusty fingers upon the keypad. thats it..

but then came upon the evolution. days were passed looking into a screen, all windows to the world were wide shut. no more light of books, newspapers, those rib-tickling talks could ever enter my room. always conserved, pre-occupied with my own dilemmas.
riding high upon some CLIFF, looking deep down into the gorge of these relationships. i was wandering up above, breaking all those shackles. i jst love those days,
which i wish COULD LAST FOREVER.
but destiny is predestined. back to the basics, same old stuff of books, old bunch of frenz, again passing and getting lost into this mad world. may be coz i don't really adapt in this ever changing world. plz give me sometime G, i'll try..
byeeee...

back to the maddin crowd..

though i'm not really in my senses.. i used to be a month ago or before. yups, always lost in my bookish world, readin power system books, gazing through different articles in newspapers. flirting for sometime upon orkut, smacking these 3-4 odd rusty fingers upon the keypad. thats it..

but then came upon the evolution. days were passed looking into a screen, all windows to the world were wide shut. no more light of books, newspapers, those rib-tickling talks could ever enter my room. always conserved, pre-occupied with my own dilemmas.
riding high upon some CLIFF, looking deep down into the gorge of these relationships. i was wandering up above, breaking all those shackles. i jst love those days,
which i wish COULD LAST FOREVER.
but destiny is predestined. back to the basics, same old stuff of books, old bunch of frenz, again passing and getting lost into this mad world. may be coz i don't really adapt in this ever changing world. plz give me sometime G, i'll try..
byeeee...

BHARAT: a nation i owe a lot.

a blog devoted for the largest democracy of this bullish world, INDIA..
the name itself fill u up with a sense of rich heritage.. i really dunno why people keep brushing aside the fact,
I AM A TYPICAL INDIAN GUY..

so how it sounds.. i believe in superstitions, never open up a talk with a guy before knowing whether he belongs to my caste or not..
wholly shit.. damn it..

TO ME, AN INDIAN IS ONE WHO'S MIND CAN'T BE SHACKLED UNDER LIMITS, HIS LABOURIOUS HARD WORK KNOWS NO BOUNDARIES. yet, one do place his family's interest before his/her own.
i do feel proud to say i'm an indian. i owe a lot to my country. given me everything i can wish to survive, yet masses are overturned by the glittering life of abroad.
come to ur sense, it jst sounds flashing. its a hollow shell from inside. i never wish to land up where one can't respect my nationality. i can't savour all my hard-work for such a land. i'm happy getting 7pacs per annum, rather than sending double this amount every month back home to my country..
ur country doesn't need ur money, it require u to help her out of adversity. our country faces sever shortage of oil products. IOCL is supplying the petrol at the consumer end at half the price what it pay abroad. driving the burden of 10 billion persons, can't hike the prices. yet incurring all the losses. oh god, show us the torch to lead our country out of all these problems..

i would rather love to inspire only a single being through my blog, rather than publishing 10 comments abt my random routine of life..

maam gone mad..

AANKHON MEIN TERI AJAB SI AJAB SI ADAYEN HAIN,
DIL KO BANADE JO PATANG SANSEN JO TERI HAWAIEN HAIN..

it is a melodious song, currently running upon window media player.. i jst love it unabashedly..
I'M LOVIN IT !!
thats probably what i wud say about my drive of life. yesterday got bumped at gurudwara fr the whole night, went asleep at7am in morning. magan called up at arnd 9.30 shouting" maam has gone mad." she left everyone puzzled giving us a program to run in 3 hours which ws to be followed by lab-viva..
me groaning half asleep, put on slippers. went directly to the lab.. uff, what a catastrophe.. no problem man, i did it in arnd 45 min, singing songs.. so, still carrying the same flamboyish mind. it keeps u moving. later in evening, went for the gym. damn it, still feeling the cramps under the muscles, they do hurt painfully. koi naa, did three sets for both biceps and shoulders. after rigrous session which lasted around half an hour, i could vividly felt the bulging muscles.
on the way to baba's hut, confronted te austere beauty. though i wasn't feeling so sceptic at moment, yet shared a glance with her.. as always, kya kahoon. too good..

but deep in my heart, for the last few days, feeling some kinda dilemma. something or another kept me busy throughout the day, yet i always end up complaining to god. phir wahi, kuch toh missing hai. i still can't figure out what is it. i have loads f assignments to submit in the upcoming week. no probs, doing it for the last 3 years. will do it once more.

ajab si ajab si adayen hain... loving it..

BHARAT: a nation i owe a lot.

a blog devoted for the largest democracy of this bullish world, INDIA..
the name itself fill u up with a sense of rich heritage.. i really dunno why people keep brushing aside the fact,
I AM A TYPICAL INDIAN GUY..

so how it sounds.. i believe in superstitions, never open up a talk with a guy before knowing whether he belongs to my caste or not..
wholly shit.. damn it..

TO ME, AN INDIAN IS ONE WHO'S MIND CAN'T BE SHACKLED UNDER LIMITS, HIS LABOURIOUS HARD WORK KNOWS NO BOUNDARIES. yet, one do place his family's interest before his/her own.
i do feel proud to say i'm an indian. i owe a lot to my country. given me everything i can wish to survive, yet masses are overturned by the glittering life of abroad.
come to ur sense, it jst sounds flashing. its a hollow shell from inside. i never wish to land up where one can't respect my nationality. i can't savour all my hard-work for such a land. i'm happy getting 7pacs per annum, rather than sending double this amount every month back home to my country..
ur country doesn't need ur money, it require u to help her out of adversity. our country faces sever shortage of oil products. IOCL is supplying the petrol at the consumer end at half the price what it pay abroad. driving the burden of 10 billion persons, can't hike the prices. yet incurring all the losses. oh god, show us the torch to lead our country out of all these problems..

i would rather love to inspire only a single being through my blog, rather than publishing 10 comments abt my random routine of life..

maam gone mad..

AANKHON MEIN TERI AJAB SI AJAB SI ADAYEN HAIN,
DIL KO BANADE JO PATANG SANSEN JO TERI HAWAIEN HAIN..

it is a melodious song, currently running upon window media player.. i jst love it unabashedly..
I'M LOVIN IT !!
thats probably what i wud say about my drive of life. yesterday got bumped at gurudwara fr the whole night, went asleep at7am in morning. magan called up at arnd 9.30 shouting" maam has gone mad." she left everyone puzzled giving us a program to run in 3 hours which ws to be followed by lab-viva..
me groaning half asleep, put on slippers. went directly to the lab.. uff, what a catastrophe.. no problem man, i did it in arnd 45 min, singing songs.. so, still carrying the same flamboyish mind. it keeps u moving. later in evening, went for the gym. damn it, still feeling the cramps under the muscles, they do hurt painfully. koi naa, did three sets for both biceps and shoulders. after rigrous session which lasted around half an hour, i could vividly felt the bulging muscles.
on the way to baba's hut, confronted te austere beauty. though i wasn't feeling so sceptic at moment, yet shared a glance with her.. as always, kya kahoon. too good..

but deep in my heart, for the last few days, feeling some kinda dilemma. something or another kept me busy throughout the day, yet i always end up complaining to god. phir wahi, kuch toh missing hai. i still can't figure out what is it. i have loads f assignments to submit in the upcoming week. no probs, doing it for the last 3 years. will do it once more.

ajab si ajab si adayen hain... loving it..

highest marks with a minow heart..

huuuuuhhhhhh.. i'm finally back to college. u know, first thing i realized being in college ws that i really missed my college these vacations. before that, i ws so temptous about going back home. well well, its all about being a human being. n i love such feeling came pouring inside my heart. it keeps u moving steadily in ur life.
MAIN APNE DILL KI SUNTA HUN...

about my life, still glittering like moon. there's so much incidents to share, unravelling the entangles of my life. it may be about the stunning looks of girls, spine-chilling stories of boston dayz.. i read some novels during these dayz, one was about a girl leading her way right to the downtown boston from the bengal, shackled with rich virtues of indian mythology. indeed a very script..

aur,...?? hmm. i got answer sheets, got highest in one. power quality monitoring.. whackk, i never want to have one in such a course, i tried hard in electrical drives, alas, still got very decent marks. ur nerve-wrecking mind puzzles never go in vain. THE BEST TIME, IF I GIVEN A CHANCE TO DESCRIBE, WOULD BE THE ONE WHEN ONCE PROF. BHIMBRA TOLD ME THAT I'VE GOT HIGHEST IN DC MACHINES..

nothing can ever match that moment in my life..

i got so many mails for deepavali, it really feels nice if someone gets time for u to send u the mails. it never matters if that mail is sent to hundreds simultaneously. even me too, send hundred of such mails, but i do wish harmony for everyone.

oh yeeeeehh, i met a girl in train.. naa, not like jab we met. going back to home, she, without even a single wink, starring at me.. ashish told me this when i got down at amritsar. aah, damn it. i ws busy going through the article in magazine, or rather lost in my world as usual. she asked for newspaper, i passed it without giving a simple smile. same way, took it back. she replied thanks, nd mee, just nodded. nothing else, so arrogant of me. buts dats hw i behave when really need to express in a better manner. its not the first time, i still believe its better to remain happy alone rather than always trying to make ur gf happier. kyun???? byeeeeeeee..

highest marks with a minow heart..

huuuuuhhhhhh.. i'm finally back to college. u know, first thing i realized being in college ws that i really missed my college these vacations. before that, i ws so temptous about going back home. well well, its all about being a human being. n i love such feeling came pouring inside my heart. it keeps u moving steadily in ur life.
MAIN APNE DILL KI SUNTA HUN...

about my life, still glittering like moon. there's so much incidents to share, unravelling the entangles of my life. it may be about the stunning looks of girls, spine-chilling stories of boston dayz.. i read some novels during these dayz, one was about a girl leading her way right to the downtown boston from the bengal, shackled with rich virtues of indian mythology. indeed a very script..

aur,...?? hmm. i got answer sheets, got highest in one. power quality monitoring.. whackk, i never want to have one in such a course, i tried hard in electrical drives, alas, still got very decent marks. ur nerve-wrecking mind puzzles never go in vain. THE BEST TIME, IF I GIVEN A CHANCE TO DESCRIBE, WOULD BE THE ONE WHEN ONCE PROF. BHIMBRA TOLD ME THAT I'VE GOT HIGHEST IN DC MACHINES..

nothing can ever match that moment in my life..

i got so many mails for deepavali, it really feels nice if someone gets time for u to send u the mails. it never matters if that mail is sent to hundreds simultaneously. even me too, send hundred of such mails, but i do wish harmony for everyone.

oh yeeeeehh, i met a girl in train.. naa, not like jab we met. going back to home, she, without even a single wink, starring at me.. ashish told me this when i got down at amritsar. aah, damn it. i ws busy going through the article in magazine, or rather lost in my world as usual. she asked for newspaper, i passed it without giving a simple smile. same way, took it back. she replied thanks, nd mee, just nodded. nothing else, so arrogant of me. buts dats hw i behave when really need to express in a better manner. its not the first time, i still believe its better to remain happy alone rather than always trying to make ur gf happier. kyun???? byeeeeeeee..

shubh deepavali...

nd finally back from the party. it ws great..

yet i want to continue my talk over the previous discussion. hmmmmm, yup, abt those ambarsari days. relentless walks on those fields, t-shirts drenched with sweat, but not the spirits. playing whole day in mercury soaring high to 47degrees. under scorching sun, spirits never die out. these days, what i feel i don't even carry a cent of that spirit. a spirit to show this world my armoured heart, to conquer the world. i'm not living, just existing for the sake of surviving in this world. koi naa, going home will be back with a new zeal and viguored spirit.

yet, days passing by. to me, the greatest pleasure came when somebody comment upon my blog.. ooffff, i just love it.. till now, my all whole-hearted thanks goes to arecca. all these comments r penned down by the same person. she's great. may be either she's helping out a sympathetic guy or may be she's really too impressed with me.if one can just went upon all ur blogs(and deliver some comments too) with just a kind request, i need not to exagerrate her nature. just a beautiful though clicked my mind:

U NEED NOT TO DESCRIBE UR RELATIONS TO ANYONE
RIVALS WOULD NEVER RELY UPON IT
FRIENDS DO NOT REQUIRE IT..

indeed gorgeous one.. arecca, same goes for u too. i need not to explain it for u. i never read the newspaper articles with such a zest as the comments over my blog.. afterall a person is after is a person.. what say..??? rest so many visitors r there. two from US, one from mumbai, one from spain and london, though i have never been to these countries, yet still thanks to u too all..

HAPPY DEEPAVALI TO ALL OF YOU. i really wish god will take away all ur pains from this world. O'LORD MAY ALL LIVE IN PEACE.. AMEN...

luckier dayzzz.

haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, my exams r over. i can't explain how i am feeling now. really no words to explain the chams of my swaying heart. its flying high, roaring.. BEFORE THE EXAMS I HAVE SO MANY PLANS TO IMPLEMENT, NOW I JUST WANT TO SIT IDLE AND ENJOY THIS FOLLOWER'S WORLD. EVERYONE RUNNING AND me enjoying the leisure watching others running frantically for those things which were never there.
it reminds me of the paragraph given in GITA
' TUNE KYA KHO DIYA JO TU PARESHAAN HAI'
' TU KYA LEKAR IS DHARTI PAR AAYA THA, JU TU CHINTA KARTA HAI'
' tune jo bhi liya, yahi par liya'
' tu khaali haath aaya tha, khali haath jayega"..

so true mann.. but still everyone indulges in these matirialistic world. everyone is so worried even for the success of others.. oh god, gimme a break.. I AM GOING HOME TOMORROW.. I DN'T CARE WHAT U GONNA GAIN, WHICH I CAN'T. i'm content with what i am. i'm really so graceful t god to give me so many things.i have legs to play basketball, i can hear to all these noisy chorous horns. i can do everything, an ordinary person can do. wat else can u ask for then??

IF STILL U FEEL U R THAT LUCKY, ITS TIME TO RETHINK ABOUT UR LIFE..

well, at the same time feeling lonely too. all my frenz have gone to home today. just a few r left, coz i have train in the morning.. SHAAN-E-PUNJAB.. right to amritsar, where i had spent the most lucrative days of my life. where i had walked millions of miles enjoying with frenz. those were unforgettable days..

rest will explain after the dinner. GOING OUT FOR IT.. ITS GONNA BE VERY DELICIOUS.. BYEEEEEEEE.. thanks to arecca FOR ALWAYS THERE TO APPRECIATE MY BLOGS.. THANKS A LOTT..nd happy diwaliiii

shubh deepavali...

nd finally back from the party. it ws great..

yet i want to continue my talk over the previous discussion. hmmmmm, yup, abt those ambarsari days. relentless walks on those fields, t-shirts drenched with sweat, but not the spirits. playing whole day in mercury soaring high to 47degrees. under scorching sun, spirits never die out. these days, what i feel i don't even carry a cent of that spirit. a spirit to show this world my armoured heart, to conquer the world. i'm not living, just existing for the sake of surviving in this world. koi naa, going home will be back with a new zeal and viguored spirit.

yet, days passing by. to me, the greatest pleasure came when somebody comment upon my blog.. ooffff, i just love it.. till now, my all whole-hearted thanks goes to arecca. all these comments r penned down by the same person. she's great. may be either she's helping out a sympathetic guy or may be she's really too impressed with me.if one can just went upon all ur blogs(and deliver some comments too) with just a kind request, i need not to exagerrate her nature. just a beautiful though clicked my mind:

U NEED NOT TO DESCRIBE UR RELATIONS TO ANYONE
RIVALS WOULD NEVER RELY UPON IT
FRIENDS DO NOT REQUIRE IT..

indeed gorgeous one.. arecca, same goes for u too. i need not to explain it for u. i never read the newspaper articles with such a zest as the comments over my blog.. afterall a person is after is a person.. what say..??? rest so many visitors r there. two from US, one from mumbai, one from spain and london, though i have never been to these countries, yet still thanks to u too all..

HAPPY DEEPAVALI TO ALL OF YOU. i really wish god will take away all ur pains from this world. O'LORD MAY ALL LIVE IN PEACE.. AMEN...

luckier dayzzz.

haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, my exams r over. i can't explain how i am feeling now. really no words to explain the chams of my swaying heart. its flying high, roaring.. BEFORE THE EXAMS I HAVE SO MANY PLANS TO IMPLEMENT, NOW I JUST WANT TO SIT IDLE AND ENJOY THIS FOLLOWER'S WORLD. EVERYONE RUNNING AND me enjoying the leisure watching others running frantically for those things which were never there.
it reminds me of the paragraph given in GITA
' TUNE KYA KHO DIYA JO TU PARESHAAN HAI'
' TU KYA LEKAR IS DHARTI PAR AAYA THA, JU TU CHINTA KARTA HAI'
' tune jo bhi liya, yahi par liya'
' tu khaali haath aaya tha, khali haath jayega"..

so true mann.. but still everyone indulges in these matirialistic world. everyone is so worried even for the success of others.. oh god, gimme a break.. I AM GOING HOME TOMORROW.. I DN'T CARE WHAT U GONNA GAIN, WHICH I CAN'T. i'm content with what i am. i'm really so graceful t god to give me so many things.i have legs to play basketball, i can hear to all these noisy chorous horns. i can do everything, an ordinary person can do. wat else can u ask for then??

IF STILL U FEEL U R THAT LUCKY, ITS TIME TO RETHINK ABOUT UR LIFE..

well, at the same time feeling lonely too. all my frenz have gone to home today. just a few r left, coz i have train in the morning.. SHAAN-E-PUNJAB.. right to amritsar, where i had spent the most lucrative days of my life. where i had walked millions of miles enjoying with frenz. those were unforgettable days..

rest will explain after the dinner. GOING OUT FOR IT.. ITS GONNA BE VERY DELICIOUS.. BYEEEEEEEE.. thanks to arecca FOR ALWAYS THERE TO APPRECIATE MY BLOGS.. THANKS A LOTT..nd happy diwaliiii

alvidaaaaaaaa..

HIIII

I'M VERY HAPPY THE WAY TODAY'S EXAM WENT.
first saw the gorgeous white elephant, looking indeed cute today. exam toh acha hona hi tha..
i was out of hall before 20 mintues, yep i did all the questions. rest i knew marks won't be really depicting the same story, as i'm not the one who has got excellence is writing such rubbish stories in exam. i jst write that much only, with which teacher can understand wat i actually wanna describe..

AND NOW, I WANT TO DISCUSS WHICH IS MAKING ME EXCITED RIGHT SINCE LAST WEEK.. I'M GOING HOME ON SUNDAY.. HAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH.. a sigh of relief after such a relentless session of tests. yeah, really i miss everyone at home the most.
I'LL LEAVE ASIDE EVERYTHING FOR A WEEK, BEING AT HOME MEAN U R JUST THERE AT HOME.. no mails to discuss, no more mails regarding companies visiting, nothing offline msgs of frenz, no those cranky bbc mails.. i hate those, really. need not to get ready at 8am for classes.. i have a tv to watch 24 hour, i have my bro to play basketball, cricket with him.. i got everything, with which i can spend my entire life.
only if there's no need to make money, i wud have never left home. still, there's always excitement abt the future fate...
lemme enjoy this whole week..
HAPPY DIWALI.. BYEEEEEEEEE
ALVIDA ALVIDA..
koi pooche toh socha aur keh diya,
alvidaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

alvidaaaaaaaa..

HIIII

I'M VERY HAPPY THE WAY TODAY'S EXAM WENT.
first saw the gorgeous white elephant, looking indeed cute today. exam toh acha hona hi tha..
i was out of hall before 20 mintues, yep i did all the questions. rest i knew marks won't be really depicting the same story, as i'm not the one who has got excellence is writing such rubbish stories in exam. i jst write that much only, with which teacher can understand wat i actually wanna describe..

AND NOW, I WANT TO DISCUSS WHICH IS MAKING ME EXCITED RIGHT SINCE LAST WEEK.. I'M GOING HOME ON SUNDAY.. HAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH.. a sigh of relief after such a relentless session of tests. yeah, really i miss everyone at home the most.
I'LL LEAVE ASIDE EVERYTHING FOR A WEEK, BEING AT HOME MEAN U R JUST THERE AT HOME.. no mails to discuss, no more mails regarding companies visiting, nothing offline msgs of frenz, no those cranky bbc mails.. i hate those, really. need not to get ready at 8am for classes.. i have a tv to watch 24 hour, i have my bro to play basketball, cricket with him.. i got everything, with which i can spend my entire life.
only if there's no need to make money, i wud have never left home. still, there's always excitement abt the future fate...
lemme enjoy this whole week..
HAPPY DIWALI.. BYEEEEEEEEE
ALVIDA ALVIDA..
koi pooche toh socha aur keh diya,
alvidaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

jab we met..

AFTER THE EXAMS WENT TO SEE THE MOVIE, WHICH HAS TURNED THE WHOLE GEN-X TOPSY TURVY..
and it didn't lemme down. indeed great chemistry of shahid and kareena. indeed lookin beyond decription. she's lloking very cute indeed after a long break. wat i believe the nut behind the success is that she hasn't really tried to look slim or something else.. just the original one ..

NOTHING BEATS RELIABILITY IN PRODUCTS AND PEOPLE TOO..

wrapping up the news paper, eyes stuck upon an say:
everyone says MONEY SPEAKS FOR ITSELF, ONLY WORDS IT SAYS TO ME IS GOODBYE..
indeed funny..
yet it may be the truth for some persons, to me its an argument with no stand. i have plenty of it, i feel so. another lucid article over the pains the parents take for the upbringing of their children. it really hurts, when after being so much attached with ur parents, u tell them, i'm leaving home. i'm gonna stay with my bf/gf.. damn to such generation.. if they can't value the pains their parents have taken for them, u r good for nothing.

still two exams left. TOMORROW ITS GONNA energy auditing and management..
its an easy one, not of my tye. to me, i prefer those where i really need to apply my concepts. its just a mugup stuff. i'll do it tomorrow, a matter of 3 hours hardly.. today, it was really tough to get through, yet i got throuuuuu.. byeeeeeeee..

jab we met..

AFTER THE EXAMS WENT TO SEE THE MOVIE, WHICH HAS TURNED THE WHOLE GEN-X TOPSY TURVY..
and it didn't lemme down. indeed great chemistry of shahid and kareena. indeed lookin beyond decription. she's lloking very cute indeed after a long break. wat i believe the nut behind the success is that she hasn't really tried to look slim or something else.. just the original one ..

NOTHING BEATS RELIABILITY IN PRODUCTS AND PEOPLE TOO..

wrapping up the news paper, eyes stuck upon an say:
everyone says MONEY SPEAKS FOR ITSELF, ONLY WORDS IT SAYS TO ME IS GOODBYE..
indeed funny..
yet it may be the truth for some persons, to me its an argument with no stand. i have plenty of it, i feel so. another lucid article over the pains the parents take for the upbringing of their children. it really hurts, when after being so much attached with ur parents, u tell them, i'm leaving home. i'm gonna stay with my bf/gf.. damn to such generation.. if they can't value the pains their parents have taken for them, u r good for nothing.

still two exams left. TOMORROW ITS GONNA energy auditing and management..
its an easy one, not of my tye. to me, i prefer those where i really need to apply my concepts. its just a mugup stuff. i'll do it tomorrow, a matter of 3 hours hardly.. today, it was really tough to get through, yet i got throuuuuu.. byeeeeeeee..