ALMOST DIED TWICE TODAY

Hey people wattsup..!!

Today I escaped death twice. Interesting na .. ya but its truth.

Well folks to get rid of these boring crushed holidays I decided to join swimming classes a couple of weeks back. Though I had learned swimming last year for a month but still I was not a good swimmer. Well everything was going fine since these last two weeks but today fate has stored something bad and scary for me.

As usual I jumped in the swimming pool, splashed there for about 15 minutes and then decided to go in the deeper area..7 feet(though not that much deep but there 1 feet appears to be 10 as if multiplied by multiplication factor of our physics insipid dull experiments). When I reached at the exact center of that 7 feet deep watery grave… fuck…!! What is this…water ran into my eyes…of course there I was wearing mah swimming goggles....but water cares for none and I lost my goggles somewhere in that phenomenal water. I feel like mah eyes being abraded by that smelly chlorine water and my eyes start itching. I started loosing my control over the water….loosed all what my tutor taught me last year….started developing fear for the same and thousands thoughts passed me in a second. I was hanging somewhere in the middle neither my feet able to touch the ground nor my hands reached the parapet. Fuck man..!! I tried to move my body parts but I was stuck in the ulterior water below as if my body parts too are preparing for the holy shit and surrendered themselves. I screamed but not even the molecule next to my mouth vibrated. I forgot all my moves. Wanna feel like me?? Just jump to a 20 feet deep water without life jacket, undergo trials and tribulations which I went, you feel surely find me in yourself.

Ah..!! Bullshit What is it?? Thank god. I touched someone hand… yes.. yes… I can feel some hand pulling me and within a second I felt the parapet. Yes I am alive and am holding the parapet. I vomited about half a liter water from my mouth and my damn thing which inhales oxygen was shaking and I can feel my lungs heavy flooded with water. My fast and heavy breath continuously reminded me that I am still alive. I looked back at the water with agony, fear and disapprobation of my own self confidence.

Aah..!! For the first time it felt so nice to be alive. But it was not the end, perhaps god has more surprises for me for this day.

In the afternoon I used to go for C class. If you dnt know let me tell you I just go there for doing all the bitch and splash the mud. This is the second reason I joined some class, first one being to enjoy company of some girl(s). But fuck..!! There is no girl in mah batch. Itz destiny man…but for me it is not less than (like a) a fat assed bitch.

Well when I was returning after doing all the bullshit one of mah friend offered me a lift on his bike. Well he didn’t knew me and he had came today for the first time but I think my IIT tag has done all the wonder job that I was offered a lift. We were tripling with me in the middle. I didn’t found any place for my legs to keep upon so I decided to hang them. When we were passing a construction site there was mud(though it appears more rock than mud)and bullshit…. my left leg was stuck with the heavy mud due to heavy traffic at that place and it was constantly abraded by the rough rock. My left leg thumb was so much hurting that I tried screamed and as soon as I was about to scream by leg touched with the legs of buddy sitting beside him. Thus it bring the situation to his notice and he immediately pulled my leg and now I was safe. If it had gone for another one minute my leg was for sure had been fucked and it was about to stuck between the fast moving wheels and who knows I had to say bbye to it. Besides there were very heavy machines kept that just one collision of my bloody head can ruin me if I had fallen on it.

I thanked to god once again for the his help.

But anyways and anyhow I was saved today not only once but twice and still counting…who knows more???

LOOKING BEYOND A YEAR

10th board exam-not prepared and not nervous
12th board exam-not prepared and not nervous
IIT exam-even if well prepared very nervous


It's have been a long time I have received your compliment regarding my studies[:(]


Yes, you have done it...you have brought us a good name son...keep rocking....god you have cleared the most difficult exam of India .... these were the words my ears were used to listen when I cleared the so-called IIT exam last year. My elders blessed me, friends rejoiced and so- called “not so good friends” were jealous of me. But I was sad about my rank as it was far than my expectations and my IIT Bombay dream was for sure crushed to pieces [:(] and I remember how I had hated this for a very long time. But it was good to feel that I had made through it. I made to civil engineering it IITR.


Now after the end of my first year when I look back, the things doesn’t seems “that much bright” as it always appear to be. I wonder whether they were ever that much bright?? Or was I just living in the mist and my self created myth to achieve the so-called IIT tag?? Oh..!! The damn thing is that once you caught in this web you can never escape from it. What’s so-special here?? Nothing..!! The all same kinda bunch of buddies all trying to cover their own ass from the same mist. No orders, no shame all set-up in their own moods for the revenge like the hungry tiger waiting for a deer along the riverside though he knows their no deer here aside.


There are people playing counter strike here, watching movies, the seasons, listening to damn music…..doing everything they ever wanted to. This is not what I came here for. I came here to splash in the rapid flow of this river of knowledge whom millions of people worship even today around the world. But fuck!! It has also been polluted and the sad thing is that none from outside has done it. Its me, its u and they are all here and will always be here till more “me and u” come.


What is our life here?? A hell or might be worsen than it. Classes from 8 to 6 is no long a joke with a merciful couple of hours in between. Sometimes I myself laughs at all the funny moves here. Sometimes all here looks so strange like the circus show in the village of upper lane. Sole purpose remained limited here to licking the puissant souls of the powerful. Sometimes you look down and you find the people laughing at your own madness and now you feel disgusted and disappointed at your own move that you call for help moving wildly here and there but no one comes to rescue you as they are enjoying their own moves that you could have also enjoyed. People either don’t have their moves or pretending not to have it preserving it for their future when they will be alone. There is so swarm of cheapness around me that it reminds me of those hard but good pre JEE days. But still you pretend to be happy here just becoz of this tag and why should not they be…infact they are @the place where everyone wants to be. Believe me dis place is so weird and scarcy even more than the buffer problems of those pre JEE day.


I need a break. I am so tired. I feel irritated at this failure of my own nurtured dreams but it seems this is all what fate has in store for me. Infact it was my choice and not chance to chose dis path and I must have to be strong enough to walk here, whatever comes in my way I must be confident of my principles and I must not let my morale down.


Sometimes i feel like quitting but something stops me

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than,
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor's cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.

LEAVING RJB

It is 20th may, 2009 and mah last few moments in RJB. My all friends had left RJB just a day or two ago and am gonna too leave it soon, forever just in a hour or two. Well mah luggage is too large to be handle and it was a furious kind of thing to pack up all those stuffs and for me packing is always a last minute job. I had a night out last night and i did nothing except chattings and watching useless stuffs over the net(i hope not to mention what kind of .... intelligent guyz know it well.. isnt..??)

I always wonder why it is so in the last moment we can only cherish the wonderful moments of our past. Anyways old died memories was again taking birth in mah mind. The very first day of my coming to the hostel with mah father and how happy happy i was in mah new home... my hostel...RJB and ya i do remember how i was fucked by the adminstration by transfering me to other room... a room on the second floor(anyone will surely dnt wanna go there) just becoz mah roomy wasnt joining and i had to join someone. But soon i was comfortable with mah new room and now m not only used to it but m loving it.

Well i know that i had a wonderful time in this bhawan with mah friends. In this bhawan i learnt so many things.. things you can always cherish. I always enjoyed mah living here with mah new friends and ofcourse the fun we used to do here.Though the mess food was insipid but it can surely prevent you from dieng of hunger....anyways you can always rely upon it's canteen. My bhawan also had a computer center whose mouse never works, a table tennis room where you can see buddies playing and enjoying the game and ya ofcourse enough green grounds for playing cricket (though no more green...we played on that and we just erode it of...mind it).Rest m going to write after i reach my home...surely sweet home.

At about 5:30 am mah stuffs were almost packed and i transfered it to mah new bhawan.. Govind Bhawan(surely the best bhawan in iitr). I took my last shower in the hostel and was almost ready to leave. It was my goodluck that i was with mah roomy till that day and he left the room just 40 minutes before i did. I carried my personal belongings and left the room leaving behind mah signs there on the walls and inside of the almirah (for my room beta).At 7 am i left the room and caught a riksha for the bus stand.

I lived in this bhawan for a period of about 1 yr.... my entire 1st year. M surely gonna miss my life in RJB.

LOVE U RJB.....muahhhhzzz....!!!