The Blister Exists

Me and my dad rarely do this "guy talk"..once.. he told a peculiar thing about marriage.. i dont think its an experience from his personal life.. maybe from his experience of having seen so many married people.. he stated that life after marriage is divided into 3 phases.. enthusiastic phase, boring phase and rest of ur life phase.. the first phase is very obvious.. the couples get to know each other.. they have sex.. they get a child.. life goes on as they take care of their child.. this phase could be very short if the couple decide not to have a child right after marriage.. then comes this time period where each becomes kinda sick of seeing each other's face daily.. my dad said that if the couple dont have any common interests.. then this period can be very very boring and may lead to a divorce.. if u could cross this phase then the rest of ur life shd be pleasant.. now i should be a total idiot if am goin to talk abt marriage so early in my life.. so change of topic..

i have noticed that common interests have played a major role in most of my friendships.. i feel that more the common interests, thicker is the friendship.. most of u may disagree with this at first sight.. but its something thats always there and we've just blindly failed to notice it..although there are exceptions, almost all my close friends will share atleast 2 of the following things..

1. football
2. rock/metal music
3. socialism in the form smoking and drinking

this is the situation now.. the first 2 have been ever present.. but the 3rd one started only in the 3rd year of my college.. when i try to resolve order out of chaos given an everchanging me and everchanging acquaintances .. i just hit the great wall.. so its like this.. i wasnt like very close to the socialism people at that time even though they belonged to "the gang".. but now things have changed after i started socialism.. i have become close with few.. i have totally lost touch with few.. what is the cause for this blister.. this aberration.. is it just me or is it the circumstances is what puzzles me the most.. atleast i know the answer as to why we follow this common interests policy..
figuratively speaking, suppose you are stuck in a desert.. would you be happy to see a human or any animal?
we tend to be happy surrounded by our own kind; people who have the same mind set and interests as ours rather than different people..

confused, i leave u confused..
                                      -- confucius

gate pass

This one is a little old.. its back from the drafts.. so i am mixing it with the latest info..
Last sunday i learned a lot.. since i didnt want to waste the already wasted 800 bucks.. and since a dirty mind shd never be kept idle.. i went to write the gate exam as a time pass and to keep my mind working.. i had to go alone since i had a different centre.. took bath and started off early.. i kept on thinking that my centre was at bata, raipur instead of kapa,raipur.. google maps screwed me big time and i was lost.. so went and got a cigarette.. asked the shop guy itself for directions.. while he was trying to explain.. another guy who was smoking there intervened and asked me whether i was going to write gate..after my affirmation.. he offered me a ride.. i gleefully accepted and he dropped me off some 200m back.. told tata and walked.. found the centre,  but none from my college.. scavenged the area for another tea shop.. having a puff before an exam seems to be my lucky charm.. i got a personal high this time in 7th sem.. consequences of the lucky charm.. i knew i would not no anything technical.. so straight away went for the aptitude.. finished it right away.. too much of analog circuits.. all i could was transistors.. at one point.. i was stuck in finding the inverse laplace transform.. cursed myself.. finished it early.. was observing the reactions of fellow roommates.. the girl sitting next to me had done an aptitude question wrong.. helped her..see generosity.. she thanked me after the exam and i was jus talkin to her till we came outside.. the villain(read: her dad) was waiting outside.. left n came off.. what a way to celebrate a stupid day..

was full of guilty consciences that i didnt give the deserved respect and dedication to engineering.. engineering has taught me so much in life.. but nothing related to engineering.. rather than saying i am not fit to be an engineer.. i would say.. i should have never tried to become one.. i had so much interest in biology.. am a total admirer of the human body.. its so vulnerable to any attack but still we live on.. the complexities of the human brain puzzle me all the time especially during booze.. having got 93 marks in cbse biology with an out and out IIT preparation is something to be proud of.. i shd hav bcum a doctor.. i still wonder y i did not give any medical exams.. left them all.. so here i am coz everyone told me that only an idiot would leave an engineering seat in an NIT.. i hav come to the very end of it.. i always felt that till school, my life was never in my hands.. although it was in proper hands, no one wants it to be that way.. atleast now am contolling it.. but things are jus not going the way intended.. listening to "to live is to die" by metallica now is jus so soothing to the ears..

as i say tata.. i leave u pondering over these lyrics from motherjane..


We’ve all wondered why
Destiny picked us to cry
Why faith has to be tested,
And life doesn’t turn out the way intended

some bunch of information:
1.garbage
2.funny story

lesser known facts of the day coz research says so..
1. Men are more emotional than women after marriage.. (/* so are u gals happy??)
2. Men are efficient shoppers than women (/* the word is efficient and not addictive)

boozy booze booze.. hardy harr harr..

Its been very long.. time flew.. now am back to being vetti.. got a lot of stories and experiences to share..
to start with, lemme tell u that i got placed in CTS.. something expected to happen.. am digressing.. more on the placement later.. a week back, i was damn busy.. i had my last 2 exams.. i had to teach mama for all his arrears.. and important of all i had to help raghu(best friend,ex- roomie and architecture student) with his model.. i had to make his whole site plan while he is in charge of the building.. of course, he was the main authority who explained me what i had to do.. sundar was kind enough to help a bit coz he was also making another model.. the model turned out to be great.. much better than our expectations.. this was a tough one coz it was a hilly slope.. i'll upload the photos later.. the archi guys were very pleased that their models were completed in time..  so they offered a booze party.. we gladly accepted coz we're not stupid to let down a good offer.. the menu being..

1 DSP black (a blend of whisky and scotch)
1 smirnoff green apple flavoured vodka (TIP: never mix this with lemony lemon sprite)
1 haywards 5000 beer (for the beer lover sundar)
of course 3 packs of cigarettes (1 black, 1 classic, 1 flake.. see there is black in everything..)
2 bottles of sprite
2 packs of kurkure
2 packs of haldirams aloo bhujia

now there were totally 8 guys.. the archi guys kindled their creativity yet again and made the environment dimmer.. it was a computer monitor lit party.. one shd speculate that the above mentioned items are quantitatively less for professionals.. one archi guy had no mood.. one was flat after 2 pegs of vodka.. other said he drank in the afternoon and was in no mood.. raghu said that he was fed up with drinkin.. so he had only 2 pegs.. ela stuck onto the fact that he didnt have anything for dinner n so he too lessened himself.. he had 5 pegs i think.. the other archi guy had 6 pegs i think.. urs truly drinks.. but is not that much into it..  so only 4 pegs..(see.. very less).. everyone was in their conscience except the great sundar.. he drank the whole bottle of beer.. 3 pegs of vodka.. 6 pegs of black.. the point to be noted is that everything was consumed in raw form.. no ADULTeration.. thats it.. he found the stairway to heaven.. a few more pegs.. he would have even touched the lotus feet of god.. initially he was dancing to the songs that were being played.. tired he sat down.. started to tell philosophies(read: blog posts for the author).. pretending myself to be a sith lord.. i say..
"Learn to know the Dark Side of the Force.. coz only then u can truly realise urself and ur potential"
lemme tell u abt the booze law..
"Only booze can make one go high for a sufficiently long time so that one starts to think out of the box "
a corollary might be
"Alcohol gives you wisdom which you thought never existed in you"
This owes to the simple fact that u lose ur mind for the time being.. u tend to be open-minded.. i feel this state is everyone's true nature..

Most of the alcohol talks would be about girls, how fucked up their life is or about their field of study(eg. engineering).. but we are a different branch in the same crooked tree.. we talk about philosophy and analyse people's character in the weirdest ways possible.. sundar started off by advicing that we shouldnt forget our parents after we start earning.. ela got bored and escaped.. the remaining me and raghu are natural good listeners.. so he talked and we listened.. raghu was totally steady.. whereas i was a bit shaky.. i still cant remember topic shifts.. from parents it went to western culture.. dunno how.. then indian culture.. would u believe if i tell u that the real blog post starts now only..

so.. he put forth the question.. do u think whether the parenting practices followed in western culture are justified.. letting children choose their own choices creating a barrier in the parent- child relationship.. he was supporter of indian culture.. his argument was immature(shall i say) considering the fact that he is still not married(lol) and his poor knowledge about parenting practices in the western culture.. am not taking any side.. every culture has its own pros and cons.. whats ur say in this..

this is running like a mega serial.. am stopping this..

P.S: Booze yet again tomo.. cmon i got a job.. bring on the heavy artillery..
P.P.S: finally am goin home.. i can hear chennai screaming "come to papa"

the long arm of the companies part 1..

Its been long.. i was totally jobless but still didnt find time to write something.. read all ur posts..
neways we all went to city mall as a very much needed outing and to buy formal wear for me as a diwali dress and for my campus placements if any..
a lot of incidents happened but before i mention all those u shd know 1 thing.. it is.. err.. err.. this is going to be the first formal wear i have.. so this purchase was kinda special for me.. wen i say formal i mean full hand shirts(not half sleeve), pants(no jeans n cargos) and belt.. i hav worn a lot of half sleeves.. but not full sleeves.. i hate them.. dresses are abt feeling comfy.. i dont feel comfy in them at all.. some hard to digest facts from the pensieve..
1. I have worn a full hand shirt only thrice in my entire life..
2. I still dont own  a full hand shirt..
3. I have gone out in public with a full hand shirt only once which was for the freshers party 2 years back..
4. The other 2 times i wore them are once in 12th which started my discrimination towards them and the second time was a week back for the GATE online application..

So, we set off.. while one of us went to the ATM, one went on n lighted a cigarette.. huffing and puffing he came back to see we all are set to go.. we saw the bus at a distance.. but he insisted us to go on an auto since he lighted the cigarette jus now.. seeing his pityful condition we all agreed and took an auto.. he sat with the auto driver while we all were at the back chit chatting.. suddenly the auto guy went inside a petrol bunk.. seeing this our hero threw the cigarette right away in an effort not to blow all of us above the ground.. it seemed that he didnt want to touch the lotus feet of god so soon.. we insisted him to throw the cigarette out of the petrol bunk.. so he got down and stamped on it and came back only to witness the auto guy starting the engines again owing to a lot of crowd at the bunk.. a wasted cigarette.. a frustrated friend asked the auto driver the reason.. if u r expecting a responsible citizen in the auto guy.. sorry u r wrong.. this is reality and auto drivers arent brainy..  there was no reply from him.. but he learnt his lesson..

P.S: auto driver peru manickam illango.. avar peru baashavum illango..
P.P.S: if u feel tht the lesson learnt is no smoking.. u r wrong again..

the feeling

"After a sleepless night
oh yes there is sunlight
but the chillness of the air
made your lower body cold
with a cup of tea on one hand
and with an objectionable object on the other
your head is made warm
with your headphones blaring
busy morning people glaring
you look back with pitiness
laughing at your own vettiness
yes.. i have witnessed heaven
without touching the lotus feet of god......"

i'll surely miss tapris(tea shops) when i leave raipur..

P.S: no questions about the objectionable object
P.P.S: for those who dont know tamil.. vettiness means joblessness..
P.P.P.S: no wonder they call tea and the objectional object as an "heavenly combination"
P.P.P.P.S: a typical life of a engineer..

55-thank you for smoking

read the following times of india news(courtesy: hari's post).. if u r too lazy to check out the link.. well in short it says..
1. more women in India are turning smokers
2. India has the third highest number of female tobacco users in the world

 well this is a very serious issue indeed.. n am not gonna talk abt it coz i hav no right to say a word(FYI: am not a smoker).. but somethin very different struck ma mind..here it goes..a 55 short story..

" a time when there is no tobacco..
  men are fed up with women
  a genius guy discovers tobacco
  decides to smoke it
  to relieve the tension
  for which women are the cause

  today women smoke more
  to convey the message
  that they are fed up with men"

P.S: it was just a joke.. but if u feel the need.. feel free to call me a gender racist..
P.P.S: men still are ahead..