My BLOG

I dont blog everyday, cause I dont have a lot to say everyday. Well I can just write one line and STHU. Yeah I can do that, may be that will work sometimes. But I do blog regularly, and when I say I do, I mean it!!
And I've got so many visitors and my last blog received maximum comments. Thats good. Look at my hit counter. It says 1785 at the moment I am blogging. I dont say that I have got so many hits, most of them are by me, but atleast 500 of them are not mine, pakka, promise!! I seriously dont understand who is this "marathebasher"... he really doesnt seem to be against me, but he does comment on my blog in a strange manner. He wont reveal his identity. 'Mr Marathebasher, whoever you are, if you dont mind revealing yourself, do comment with your "full intro"'. Haha, that would be fun!!
BTW, I've realized something. I have actually started liking working for the illumination competition, I dont know why. But anyways. I still want it to rain on 1st November. That will be nice, really nice !!!!!!!!
Wow, when I blog after a gap of some days, I have loads of things to tell. But I am not in a mood to write more now, someother time.

I Don't Know Why

I dont know why...

The world is like that

I am like this

Things happpen this way

Things dont happen that way

Its bad.. talkin of bad, its real bad. Now just look at my room mate.

I dont know wats happened to him, but he is really frustrated with me over apparently nothing. But his way of living is just too odd, just too odd. He sleeps little. When he's awake and most of the time in the rom, in front of his comp, he wants to listen to music very loud. HE just wont reduce the volume or hear in headphones. I havent used my comp speakers for the last so many days just because I cant hear if his music is playing so loud. And then we are staying in a triple room, so needs to realse that he is not the only one who has the right to sound. And then its fine if the music is loud, but for how long? Ok even if I painfully accept that, I cant accept loud music being played when exams are going on and he wont study or let me study. I cant accept if he plays loud music at 3 am in the night, or 7 am in the morning, thats just not acceptable. That is so unpolite and unsocial. I am sleeping and he cares not of what the time is or what the state is. And on top of that, in the last week or so, all I have heard is just three songs that keep looping on his comp again and again, and he never gets frustrated. God, how can someone listen to just one pathetic song for such a long time, at such a loud volume?? Those songs are one of the most pathetic songs I have come across recently. Uffff...........!!!!

Apart from that, what else goin on here?? Preparation for the "illu" thing, working overnights. Being forced to work overnight. Thats bad, thats taking on to me. I dont feel like doing it anymore. I just dont have the will to do it anymore. I have given away studying and havent touched the books since the last exam. I havn't even been attending classes lately. I dont know what is happening and I dont know what will happen!! God, please save me. Please Please Please. I am just not feeling good enough or enthusiastic enough to do anything. :(

Rains....... and a bane to illu !!

Rain rain go away come again another day, not just any other day, but November the 1st. And I guess you know why I want that to happen. I wont get any sadistic pleasure from that, but real pleasure. Its been raining like hell here in this part of East India since last few days, I suppose three days. It has rained something like 200 mm of rainfall (I dont know how it is measured, but those are the statistics) in the last three days here in the campus. And its all wet and lush green at the moment. The weather is cool and cold in the night. Clothes ain't drying here !!!!

That explains why most of the people are not taking a bath everyday, but its bad, cos they should. But thats how hostel life is. Cant just take a bath everyday. Hey but EXCUSE ME, thats not ME, I do bathe everyday!!!!

The big question now.. Why do I want it to rain on November 1... thats the day of Diwali, the most celebrated Hindu festival. This is the time people wait for the whole year. It is a time of lights and illumination, of colours, and unfortunately sounds. Well leave alone colours and sounds, but certainly I have to talk about lights and illumination.

Diwali means lighting up the place with "diyas" or small lamps made of earth, and nowadays even electric lights. It means you make the whole place beautiful and bright.

But here in my campus at the IIT Kharagpur, things are pretty different and I was almost shocked to see utter darkness, scramble and rush everywhere around. The so-called Illumintaion competition was being held here! That is an inter-hostel competition, where each hostel lights up its outside area by putting those diyas on grids of bamboo and thus forming a figure with the flames or those diyas. THIS LASTS FOR 10 MINUTES per hostel!!! And while the judges are doing rounds in one hostel, the entire area of the campus which has hostels is darkened, NO LIGHTS ANY WHERE AROUND!! Well this is said to be done in phase, but it was still very very dark around. People moving around in large groups, with families, the profs, the campus people, all those who work or stay in the campus, all woth their families hunt around and go around the hostels to see this things which I found too stupid. There is simply no place in any of the campus restaurents (I should not call them restaurents at all, prehaps "dhaabaas") and I just dont know how ppl manage to flock there. Last year I had to sleep all empty stomach :(. But anyways, talking about the competition, we students are forced to work overnight for around a month in order to prepare those grids adn make the loops for the diyaas and stuff like that. Its a matter of pride for the hostels if they win it.

But it really doesnt make sense to me to have this competition called Illumination on Diwali, when actaully there is so much darkness around. The format of the competition is wrong, they should make it more innovative. Like they can start off by using electric lights, it makes no sense to light up only bamboo grids and portray a figure on them. We can decorate the whoel hostel, not just the frontal garden area!! And we can have it illuminated for the whole evening, the campus itslef can be illuminated, the main institute building can be illuminated with lights!! Ther are so many ways, and then there just need not be any competition. It can be all a celebration of Diwali. Most people dont like working for this competition, basically cos they have to work overnight, and then sleep in the day, bunk calsses and ditch studies. Doesnt really help.

So I wish earnestly that it rains throught on that day and that people here realsie that its not that worth spending so much time on a stupid competition like this which actually darkens up the whole area!! Anyways, I think I have spoken a lot on this critical issue now. Should keep my mouth shut and watch the fun as we move closer towards the day of the competition.

All the best to all those enthusiasts who slog out themselves throughout the nights!!!!

Here I am, this is me...

Hello ppl.
Im back to the jungle called kgp.
Haha.
No, Im not in a mood to be serious. Especially after the vacations, cos I've had loads of fun and did a lot of things in these few days that I was not in the jungle.
Now its like, just 15 more days, then just 22 more days and then just 8 more days, in short just 45 more days that I'll be on my way back home for a whole month, Wow!! Next few days gonna be different from the ones that have been so far and I dont think I should waste any time thinking about them.
BTW, I sold an old Siemens mobile phone for 50 bucks and a broken mp3 CD player for 40 bucks, and when I say bucks, I mean Rupees, Indian Rupees!!!!!!!
I think that was a deal, cos I would not have got more than 20 bucks for both of them put together.

Anyways, all the ice creams that I had, all the travelling that I did and all the people that I met was all worth the time I had!!!!

And Mamma, please dont feel bad that I cant stay at home for a long time, dont cry, thats not fair on your part, I love you so much, why do you worry about me, I'll take care of myself. You take care of yourself.

6 nights in train, 6 out of 10

My Durga Puja vacations started on 7th October, Friday evening. I left for Mumbai the very night by train. Since then, I've already spent 4 nights in trains and one night at home. Having travelled 2650 km already. By the end of this vacation, or a mini vacation, on 17th i.e. Monday, I would have travelled 4500 km and would have spent 6 nights in trains, and 4 at home. Gosh!! Thats not something to be proud of!!
But Im really happy for something, the time I got to spend after all this travelling, with my family, my freind and relatives, was all really worth.
Got to spend one whole day with my dad and that was really worth it! Two ice creams, sizzlers, and a kurta... most importantly, lots of love!! Thats what defines him.. Lots Of Love. Also got to meet my grandparents, and cousins and aunts. So it was a day worth spending.
Back home, its the same, mamma, anuj, and ketan. And loads of food and good food and sweets and stuff... and those visits to L road are already up the sleeve!!!
Hey gtg, Im busy ttyl!!!

When I Turned Nine

Found this on IMDB and I guess its worth reproducing it in my blog!!! Do watch this movie, you miss it and u miss something truly marvelous!!!

WHEN I TURNED NINE (2003) Directed by Yoon In-ho. Korean drama films set in public or high-schools often make me uneasy for I know there will be severe Korean Cranial Abuse, played completely straight, as this is one of the many liberties apparently afforded teachers (among other authority figures) in Korean culture. Westerners will no doubt react with horror at the relentless, wordless beating young Baek Yeo-min (Kim Seok) endures from his stone-faced teacher for dunking the shoes of snooty new classmate Woo-rim (Lee Se-young) in retaliation for an earlier slight. Not only do the very real looking blows eventually start knocking him to the floor, he gets back up and faces into yet another one because, well, that's just what you do. Yeo-min is the defacto Big Boss of his public school social order in the early 1970's. He takes his licks, defers without issue to his elders and their rigid disciplines, and is actually quite attracted to the Woo-rim, a Seoul transplant who's prone to inflating the wonderfulness of her possibly broken family, lies like a rug, plays favourites in the playground pecking order and will make you very tempted to call her something that rhymes with 'bitch.' But Yeo-min sees beyond all that, even if he doesn't understand why, and much to the chagrin of his female friend Keum-bok (Jung Sun-kyung). Meanwhile, on the home front, Yeo-min's greatest desire is to buy a pair of sunglasses for his mother, who was blinded in one eye by a factory mishap and now spends her days a recluse at home, and who ultimately teaches him the error of his weak thinking by whipping the back of his calves with a reed in yet another scene of heart wrenching realism that may put off those who don't read up on the culture. He also becomes acquainted with the town philosopher, whose inability to connect with a local music teacher echoes the potential social problems of Yeo-min's attraction to Woo-rim. Ultimately, this plays like one big ode to Korean strength through suffering (an understandable facet of the country's cinema), and though I'm willing to allow for my own ignorance of other cultures when something doesn't quite sit right with me, much of the melodrama in this film seems a tad disingenuous, particularly the dialogue written for these wise-beyond-their-years youngsters. Now I'm aware from the books I've read, that the harsh living conditions for the Korean under classes from the 50's to the 70's were enough to make anyone grow up fast and hard, I'm still somewhat uncomfortable with the sight of an ten-year-old standing before her bawling classmates and owning up to a laundry list of 'issues' as though it were her final day in rehab seems just a little bit phony. Director Yoon In-ho and screenwriter Lee Man-hee, working from a novel by We Kee-cheul, know just what buttons to push to get the tear ducts welling up, but I'm afraid they don't know how to push them lightly.From a technical perspective, the film looks stunning, with the barren poverty of the small town beautifully captured through several seasons by cinematographer Chun Jo-myoung.

Adieu

Hey finally.... after 82 days into the second year of my engineering at Kgp, Im packing my bag to go home. Im eager to go home now and have been for a long long time.
So how was this semester so far? Quite happening.
New Hostel, OP, New friends, or should I say, NEW FRIEND!!!, and new and many different works that I did here.
Well well well but the highlight of this year has been my friendship with her, which I never knew would reach these heights. I never knew if I would actually end up talking to her someday.
She's the closest I've ever been to anyone other than my parents, ever!! And I find great happiness in her company. The best part is that she likes my company too. So not a problem at all. Im really really glad for that.
The other things find no importance in front of that. So no point in writing about them, as I've already mentioned all those things previously!!
More to come once I reach home and get some peaceful time to blog!!!!

A Day Without Rain

What happens when someone loses faith in the world, when someone loses faith in love, when someone loses faith in himself or herself? It happens, and it happens all the time. Few people are lucky everyone is not. Few people get everything they want from life to make them happy, everyone does not. Perhaps everything is not meant for everyone. Perhaps the world does not care enough for everyone. Faith in the Almighty comes to stand in front of a question mark! This is what happens when someone breaks your trust, when someone breaks the faith you have in that person. When this happens what should you do? Should you leave alone yourself and seclude yourself in one dark corner of your own heart? Or should you give another chance? There is only one thing that comes to the mind, that you are the worst of all, but this feeling is bad. Perhaps it is necessary to give ourselves another chance, yet another chance. People who go through such a break down know what yet another chance means, and that means a lot to them. But they should have courage and muster that up, let not their support system fall upon their own head. When the world crashes on you.. perhaps you must not let yourself be affected by it. Perhaps it is easier said than done. But my emotions are actually eating me up. Getting close to somebody is really easy, but getting off that is really difficult and it takes a million tears. That is why we cry the most in our parents' laps. I cry on all small things, and I get a tear even if I make a fly-sized mistake. Because, I love my loved ones a lot, and I just cannot live without any of them. The rest of the world, I know is bad, and all other people, I know are bad.