The Bucket List! :D

Art is long, life’s short!  Is how the adage goes. Not everyone lives the dream of scaling The Mt. Everest, winning a Olympic gold medal, emerge as an Grand slam champion, or The world’s most sought football player. 

But, with the little time that we have got and a plethora of things we need to do before we kiss death ,we intend to do many a thing in life- sane, insane, creepy, intellectual, adventurous, and funny and things which fall under many such categories, but we all have some fantasies that we wish could come true before we become ‘history’, the things that can bring us utmost joy-the pinnacle of it! Here’s a list of things I would love to do before "I kick the goddam bucket"! 

 

1.       Punch Justin Beiber and Himesh Reshammiya right in the face so hard that my punch should haunt them for years! (Seems surreal, will find a way though!) No wonder, It tops the list! :P

2.      Watch EMINEM, LINKIN PARK , LIL WAYNE perform live at Madison Square Garden or any other venue.

3.      Skydiving is not my cup of tea, but it would be fun floating in the air, and plummeting from 15000 feet.

4.      Watch Roger Federer play in Centre Court at WIMBLEDON. (It would be worth dying after watching a legend flaunt his genius) and also The FIFA  World Cup finale.

5.      Write at least 500 articles on my blog, this shouldn’t be tough though! 493 more like this and I’ll accomplish this mission. :P

6.      Read at least 1000 books comprising of all genres.

7.      I wonder if I would own them, but driving an around AUDI R8, and a Mercedes AMG for quite some time is itself a pleasure.

8.     Spend an evening with the loved one in Paris, scale the Eiffel Tower- visualize the staggering beauty from top and a have quite romantic candle lit dinner at Queens in London.

9.      What’s life if you haven’t watched the landscape beauty of Italy and Switzerland?

10.  If it was not for Barney Stinson I would have never included this in the list- Go to a strip club and get a lap dance! :P

11.    Wander around in the streets of Spain, and watch a bull fight!

12.  Meet Mario Puzo (If he’s alive) - If it wasn’t for Godfather my endeavor of becoming a bookworm would have been incomplete. :D

13.  Learn Italian and Spanish.

14.  Visit all the places (The one’s which are worth visiting) in India- starting from the Nadir to the pinnacle. 

15.   Go deep sea diving, unless I’m assured of the fact that it’s a NO-SHARK ZONE!

16.   Pen a novel, especially fiction.

17.   Go on a road trip to Las Vegas with friends around, and getting lost in the night life and the casinos. 

18.  Work as a crime reporter and unravel the dark secrets of the Mafia in Sicily, and to break in the most mysterious news ever. (If there is one) 

19.  Watch all the movies in my laptop, which have been uttering expletives since 3-4 years now.

 20.  Figure out “Why on earth did I chose B-Tech after twelfth?” :P It’s the most intriguing riddle I’ve come across in my life, it been haunting my dreams lately.

These 20 things doesn’t quite define life, it only the momentary satisfaction one gets. There are many more things that I would love to- do- or- to- do so that I can be loved, but they were better off the list.

Above all “Sporting a smile till the very last breath and having friends whom you love at your deathbed” is what makes one’s life worth of kicking the bucket!

Adios!

Much Ado About Nothing (Indeed)! :P

I’ve been pondering for a couple of days to write about the weird things I noticed when I accompanied my brother for his BITSAT online examination. Many of the aspirants there were accompanied by their parents mostly fathers! Well, He’s (Father) the one to look up to in all sorts of situations; who can pump all sorts of confidence into you even in the worst situations one could possibly imagine!

But, when that so-called confidence graduates to a level where it seems smothering, then it no longer pumps in confidence but, suppresses it instead and agonizingly increases a sense of “fear of letting down your parents!” But, sooner I realized I was wrong!

Parents intend to fulfill every need of their son/daughter, but here are some needs that made me realize the true essence of WTF! :P

• ·         Repeatedly asking them (sons/daughters) if they would like to eat something, or drink something.

• ·         Combing their hair (What on earth is the matter with you? He has come down to take an exam, not to flaunt his Idiotic hair!).

• ·         Asking them to keep their cool for many a times; making sure they (kiddos) had 4-5 pens (What for? Have you not seen his/her hall ticket? It’s an online exam for heaven’s sake!).

• ·         Bidding them bye until he gets entirely into the premises, let alone premises until he covers the last millimeter just before he would fade away into the building! (Why don’t you go take the exam for yourself?)

• ·         After this rigmarole, they involve in an intense (And I really mean intense) conversation with the fellow Maa-Baap’s on how their lad has prepared on to take the examination? (Common now, Get a Life!)

Ironically, most of the parents didn’t even know on what score the students are scaled? (Bina kuch jaane hi fee bhar diya?!)

“All I did was wished my brother the best! And I don’t even recall if I said that. “

The aftermath of “3 hours (Examination Time)” is the only reason that I’m writing this article. Now, when you make your son/daughter comfortable in all ways possible, drive them down to the exam center skip your lunch for them (So that they can savour the success in the exam); comb their hair; stuff their pockets with 5 pens- you do expect some sort of payback and I agree we don’t quite turn up the way you wanted us to be.

But, what I overheard was something that left me gaping at some of the parents after their lads told them how did they fare and how much they scored. 

Some of them rushed towards their parents only to let me know “the paper screwed them hard” and what comes in reply “Don’t worry beta, wanna have some juice?”; “It’s alright, no big deal, let us go eat something you might be hungry”. The earth stood still for a while and the words reverberated for quite some time! If there wasn’t any deal then why smother them before the exam? Why take them all the way to the exam center? Why on earth would you comb their hair? (That was lame BTW). C’mon now.. hit them, slap them hard, you can swear words at least.

 Had it been my father, I would never know what hit me (Apparently, I didn’t figure it out till date :P)

All I urge to say is when there isn’t anything you give a damn about, why create such fuss before he/she takes the examination? Why flaunt the parental love in public when you never expect your kids to shower the same kind of love on you!

“Dad I was screwed like hell, I scored 84/450. Aww....koi baat nahi beta, Lets have some juice you must be tired!”  This phrase hasn’t got out my mind ever since, I could have digested stones, but not this! :/

You want our dad to be the one who beats crap out of us?  You want your kids to be left out of the action called “Hit em hard”? This creates a social outcast and a biased situation- you don’t want that to happen, do you? Give it a thought, it's worth it! :P 

Adios!

They all have a Story to Tell! :D

Of all the memories we try to keep, pictures are the one, which have a long-lasting impact on us! I have never thought of posting a “picture post” on my blog, until I saw the same on my school mate- Sunaina Patnaik’s blog! :D Every picture in it has a story to tell and the ability to make one-weave thoughts! God, she’s awesome with the camera and so, with editing pictures! 

Be there it be of friends, or the landscapes, or even any random click, every picture has a tale to tell, and so are mine here!

Therefore, sooner I realised that someday I shall have my own blog-picture-post. However, most of the pictures here are not of the nature’s beauty or landscapes, yet a picture taken with a friend beside is entitled to more beauty than the landscapes!

The slumber at friends place is what I always look forward for :P from, the non-sense, the satirical imitations of the lecturers and throwing comments at each other’s face 

to the late night road trips- which include scaling the roads from place to place, savouring ice-cream at 2am in the night, clicking pictures by posing in myriad and vivid ways possible, every bit of it makes me come alive!

When we come down to college only to take pictures so that we could add them to our memories! :P Attendance is not the only thing that matters. ;) The times when we had to wear the the formal-the attire we loathed wearing, but, when the same is replicated in the picture, they(formals) kinda seem suiting! The times when we buy same kinda shoes, only to depict our friendship( Frankly speaking, there was no other color available :P).

When we pose at every damn place possible even on roads! And manage to snap some extra-ordinary stills, okay the one with me on the wall isn't extraordinary after all, it was one( it's figure of speech) such instance where i was unable to scale the compound wall for obvious reasons, (before you even start pondering on my inability to climb a wall read my article "few extra kilos" on my blog) while in pursuit of our escapade. :P

The trips we made to get away from the humdrum lives we were forced to lead while in graduation really helped, without which we could not have made it this far! 

The Trip to Srisailam & Suryalanka

Ah, done with my first post a picture post at that. My laptop is already uttering expletives for the fact that I've been riding on it for a while with no charging on! :P

Adios! 

Atlast, We Did It! :P :D

I started this endeavour 4 years back on 23^rd Sept, 2008, and after 4 agonising and partly blissful years when I look back pictures flash in my head of the times I spent time with my buddies in and away from the college premises, bunking classes, paving paths to get out of the college in the most mysterious way possible (I was always the weaker one to jump off walls). 

The trips we made, the night-outs when we spoke sheer non-sense for hours all night and the B'days we celebrated did add a lot of color to my life. Every year we put our asses on line for the so-called exams! Be there it, exams or practical’s, or even the getting the record checked; we took things slow- one answer at a time, one faculty at a time, “but bunch of girls at a time!” :P

One thing that really came in handy was all of my friends were verbose and uttered non-sense most of the time and I loved them for the very same. "Well, I have banked some of the people, fixed deposited them in my heart not to mention with a life-long interest -Friendship". 

Ashish “yaar ab kya bolu tere bare mein?!” This phrase says it all. He is and possibly will be the most, bindass person I’ve know till date! He’s been with me all 4 years, seated right beside me not to mention all 4 years, he surely taught me how to keep tensions and fears at bay.  He was there with me at all times, the good; and hmm….there weren’t any bad times with him around! I love your sense of humor and known for his sudden counter attacks of humor-A.K.A “Dialogue Baba”.  :P ;)

Patra, well that’s his surname, we honor him with that! “Is chu**** k baare me kitna b kaho kam hai”! He’s by virtue the friend one can bank upon at all times. “Akal se paidal hai but, dil se jhakaas!” . How can one goof up in asking a query as “Yaar Pulsar 150 kitne CC ki hai?” well, he did it! And many more as facetious as such. But, sans all the nauseating queries and silly things he still remains one heck of a friend. Thanks for being there for me for all my interests( read it as torrents) and for Counter Strike! :D :P Aur haan kabhi na kabhi tho ferozguda aaunga! :P

Vivek, CAT bought us more close to each other! :P One heck of a topper, intellectual, and not to mention my Counter Strike partner too. Had a great time with him during the course, on and off the campus. Things with him were always smooth as most of my perceptions embraced his! It was pleasure adding you to my arsenal! Love you buddy! :D

Chameli, Ah! His name’s Angith BTW, we love, like, and mean to call him the former. He is the flavor of our gang! He’s was the one who has taken all sorts of satirical comments in his stride and yet sports a smile with head held high! He is one such guy, who spaces out much in the middle of a conversation and comes up with a word or utters something that’s no way related even remotely! Very good, reliable, idiotic friend indeed! It was and will be pleasure having you around for years to come! :D

Munesh, The Playboy, He attains the preaching state 1hr before the examination, explains all topics related to the examination; some doesn’t make even minute sense but, you score handsome marks! He was a pacifier and companion at all times, seems to me more of a father than a friend. Has great faith in me, that I sure will someday be an prolific writer and I someday will be! :D

He's smart! Isn't he? :P

Murali, Has an attitude of an HULK, doesn’t care what the duniya thinks- this indeed makes him the HULK of my arsenal. One heck of a guy, evades giving b’day parties, evades recreation trips, but, when confronted sports a smile (It’s contagious) and looks away. Doesn’t feel bad of whatever we utter at his face, a true and awesome friend. Aur haan soon-to-ne SUKHOI-30 pilot.

The Road Trip! :D

And Rahul, Vishnu- Rahul is all together different and surely belongs to a different breed from the nomads mentioned above! Vishnu, really cool, a bit lazy, intelligent!

Vishwakanth, Vinay- One word RESPECT!! Aur haan “start doing it” :P

And finally,

The clock had struck and the wheel of time cried halt today, when i walked down the corridors of my college for the very last time with friends around, shouting, screaming and laughing and more importantly biding goodbye to the dreary yet blissful life of writing records, giving seminars, last minute text book lick-ups, and most importantly chasing down faculty for their signatures! We are Graduates now!

It would not have possible without you people! Friendship binds us together no matter how disparate our lives are now and will be for the years to come, and in this realization lies a happiness I had not known earlier! :D :D


#One hell of a ride! "Graduation"! :P

One Thing we’ve been dreading to say for a couple of years and more now, WE MADE IT!

Adios!

Off To The Shore! :D

Yeah, it has been 2 weeks since I’ve have been to suryalanka with my “douche-bags” and was back. I’m late in reporting every minute detail of the trip as I was busy with some pretty hardcore shit, which technically speaking is known as Project work in graduation’s glossary, Ok enough of this crap, I don’t want to get started on this for even if I was paid to talk about the same.

We started from our homes at about 9PM on 6^th April, and were to meet at friends place at 9:30PM and then together head to the railway station to board the train, which was scheduled to arrive at 10:30PM. As punctual as we are, we met at 10PM at friends’ place, which was about 20-25min away from the railway station, with bags packed, shorts worn on and more importantly “no buses and autos to board and reach the railway station!”. Then came a lifesaver or rather the trip saver-an autowalah, who should probably vie for a place in Formula One Grand Prix.

Ghar se hum chale, bas ek backpack!

We reached the station by 10:15PM and the platform by 10:25, and then it was time for the Indian Railways to show their “punctuality” and they did show, the train arrived at 11:30PM yay! Meanwhile we shot pictures on the very platform, gossiping all the nonsense in the world and then our heads turned to the only “chick” on the platform who in a weird way seemed hot! (As I said I’m here to get you through every minute detail this detail might impel many readers to read further) And Then the time fled-you know how? Isn’t it obvious. :P ;)

The train arrived we occupied our seats, more importantly checking the berth where the chick from the platform sat-thanks to the stars that day, she sat in the compartment right next to ours. Thus started our journey! We then started to click pictures, and more pictures. No, not of that chick!  

As verbose are we, we talked non-sense and more non-sense, it’s the only thing that’s acknowledged, understood and respected in the companionship of Bro’s. Getting down at every station the train halted at, “and of course taking pictures” and savoring hot coffee we thoroughly enjoyed. We then reached our destination at 7AM in the morning and turned our heads to get a glimpse of you know whom! ;)

"The Young, Dynamic and 55-60 Years old"

We freshened up, had our breakfast and yeah, The Breakfast, now this is where I might start emphasizing a little more, for we had the best masala dosa and sambar idly in our whole life at a small house-turned-hotel, whose waiter is an young, dynamic, enthusiastic (to feed the customers), 50-55 year old, who might remind everyone of their grandpas! More on him later. 

We then hired an auto to suryalanka, a 20min ride from the railway station. Everyone picturing the sea-waters, which we in no time would ride on, we already were high on excitement, and the visual of the beautiful landscape of the sky embracing the sea only added flavor to our excitement. Hell yes! We are here!

We walked down the shore, with the water caressing our feet and kindling the little kids in us, who would take off their clothes and hit the waters. We in no time were in our Bermudas and, not to mention, “Took pictures” and then ran toward the sea, with water splashing at our body and us embracing every droplet of it. We screamed, laughed, played volleyball, dived in against the currents, gulping some of the salty water. We played in the water for what seemed to be an eternity, but to our dismay, we were in the water for a mere 2 hours. I then got back to where we anchored our luggage and then changed. It was time for “photo shoot”, for we had the best swimsuit models- my douche-bags! 

Isn't it A Beauty!

Everyone posed to the best of their efforts, clinging high in the air, diving in the water, running against the tides in all myriad ways possible. We then ran out of gas and were tired as hell, everyone changed and we walked back to a hut-turned-store to have copious quantities of water (the regular one). We had our buffet lunch at nearby restaurant-sea facing, with cool breeze caressing our bodies and evading the sultry feeling everyone developed. We then sat in the lawn the restaurant owned and enjoyed the cool breeze, it was only 2 hours since we were splashing waters at each other, now seated on the benches and visualising the very scene of people doing the same from a farther distance impelled the little kid in us and we were in our Bermudas yet again! It was 5PM in the evening and then come the convoy, the entourage of girls! It was time to flaunt our skill too. Yeah, some of us were living the dream watching the girls get wet and sexy. ;)

 Some of us hit the waters and the rest decided to stay back and lie down and visualise every nuance their eye could possibly capture. I went down to the shore and started taking pictures of my friends who were posing. Sunset is one such visual that one might not want to miss; the sunset at suryalanka was a beautiful scene to watch-a feast for eyes! 

Yeah! And Don't you dare think I'm Fat! :P

It was almost dusk when we were back from suryalanka to Bapatla and checked into a less expensive yet lavish lodge. We freshened and soon were hungry, after dinner we resided to our beds and some of us were welcomed by “bedbugs” no wonder, it was less expensive. We slept hard, woke up late in the morning unwilling to move our asses, even to the bathroom. We had no other option but to go to the beach yet again, we dressed up and headed to the hotel that I mentioned earlier in this article. Now, if you ever happen to go to suryalanka, try the food at this small hotel- Natraj Tiffin and you would be hooked. God I love the dosa there! :D

We reached the shore and it was as if the yesterday has just been imbibed into today. We took pictures (y do I keep mentioning this) and etched our names on the wet part of the shore and watching the water go all over it. We spent the rest of the day in the water but this time savouring the ice cream once in a while to beat the heat. We talked non-sense again, but the only part that made most of the sense was contributed by one of us (angith) for he had all our ears glued to the in detail description of “The Manhood” which is a violation of the Bro code. ;) :D

We suffered sunburns on our backs, we were tanned, but the companionship of friends let it all unfeeling. It was late in the evening that we were back to our hotel room, we bathed, and the cool water drifting through the body, caressing our backs put us out of misery for time being. Then we rested and as good as, we are at it we talked, Hisaab-kitaab kiya, watched Television and then it was time we packed our bags and bid adieu to the long lasting feeling. We had our supper at the very same hotel, this time it was onion dosa and after we were done filling out bellies we took pictures with the man himself-the young, dynamic, and 50-60 years old waiter! :D

We then had a couple of hours before the train was scheduled to arrive, and we slogged off our asses on the platform of the railway station. This time we talked sense, and a high quality premium 91 octane one at that! The time passed swiftly before we could revert to nonsense the train had arrived. We resided to our berths, gossiped a little and then went to sleep. 

We woke up in the morning and could breathe the air of Hyderabad. We were happy at the same time wished this trip has never ended, for we had to go back to our routine lives of; Getting up early in the morning and going to college, ambushing faculty to get our records and project works approved, but, we had to face it.

That’s it for now, I might have missed on some things but, those are better off not mentioning. One thing's that is for sure, this trip might be the one that will be reminisced for months to come. 

Adios!