tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78214272011-12-15T08:10:24.001+05:30Dancing to the daily doses of destinyRahulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00882552177079595205noreply@blogger.comBlogger421100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821427.post-24254949807229571782010-08-09T19:05:00.002+05:302010-08-09T19:10:00.136+05:30

2 packs of chocolate milk, a mango popsicle, puri bhaji, dinner I packed from home, Aliva mint biscuits. This is not hunger. Just an escape plan.

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When I joined college in Gandhinagar I was intimidated by all the fellows from North who on an average were at least 2-3 years older than me. If it was to be believed few students were already married by the time we were admitted. Andhra Pradesh compensates for its latitude quite comprehensively with the number of students admitted into prestigious institutes in the country and settles the score

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On being twenty one last year and two posts ago I was very confused as to where life would take me. I was in a different zone - mental and geographical. That zone was surrounded by lots of emotion and even more uncertainty. I was trying to complete my final year project at DA-IICT, I was supposed to do it real fast, my dad was on campus, I had to get permissions to get into my next course. I

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Here at IIIT, in the MSIT program, students are trained, bussed, carred and shipped in both technical and personal skills. All the personality development rigmarole started off when students started communicating even simple things in syntaxes and execrable technical jokes.Samples (STATUTORY WARNING: Prerequisites - An emergency number, A letter signed that this post is nowhere responsible for

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While many might think it's time to pose before the mirror and involve oneself in a soliloquy deeply delving into matters related to quarter life crisis, I unabashedly declare that all that lies on my mind right now is whether the fellows at the canteen will enhance their culinary skills. Of course, I don't want to crib about the parathas. They are some of those items on the menu that can be

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Here's a conversation I had with my friend Sandeep over GTalk discussing the justification of hike in the reservations. A more formal version written by Sandeep can be found here, by me can be found here. Most of the confab was in English. If Telugu creeps in I'm sure you know what to do.S stands for the owner of myndfcukd@gmail.com - Sandeep. R stands for the forthcoming sensation in this world,

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I hate it. 27 minutes. The words continuously pierced my ears. I do not know what came over me fear, frustation or anger but a headache was the result of it. Have I really been so hopeless ? God ! Guide me. Put an end to this situation strewn with distress. I would personally not appreciate any comments on this one. Just leave me alone.

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Rusty Reporters, Tuesday, 25th October 2005 : Mysterious events transpired at A-207, DA-IICT Hall of Residence as the 139 day-old infant lay dead on the Cathode Ray Tube's doorstep. The reason for this horrendous murder is yet to be unfurled by the Blog Sleuth Department with investigations catching up pace as the news spread on the grapevine. Rahul, mentor of the victim, who had been deeply

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So now I do not want to give people an opportunity of complaining how long my blogs come out as. I struck upon this brilliant idea. The interlude between two successive blogs of mine is the direct reason for the lengthy descriptions and lines that seem to go ad infinitum without making any sense. Hold your horses. Don't jump the gun. I've not yet again come to a decision of posting more

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Now for the storm in the tea cup. Our dear friend Orkut's creation which the students of DA-IICT marvel at day in, day out caused a huddle in the campus. Everyone was baffled about the denied access to the website. Apparently, in the scandal mongers' words, one of the students had a problem with a community created on the site. The whole thing went a bit overboard and the website was no longer

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There goes another mate of mine with that Koran of Words in his hand. The whole herd is here and I'm going to join them soon but obviously not of my own accord. At the same time I wish not to be responsible for the day of reckoning if something like that even finds it existence. It is really scary to see the flux at the library. I realise how ambitious all my friends are and also that devouring

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Once upon a time a white rapper called Eminem said I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage. Don't worry. I don't find myself in such a stage. I recalled this line when I decided to start with something chewy. Bonkers reminds me. Every time I chew a Bonkers, even before the first is totally done I pick one more and put in my mouth. It depends. Actually this habit started with chewing gum

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Except for all the intial stages of my life, I think have always come off second best. In every department I choose to excel I find some people in it's top flight already reigning. I believe talent always scores over hardwork. Seriously, what amount of practice can make you calculate 2,465,099,754,779 times 7,686,369,774,870 in less than half a minute or come up with the 23rd root of a 201 digit

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Now, all smart girls stay away from me. I realised that I cannot have intelligent conversations with girls. The last two statements are partly true and are only meant to arouse interest because I don't think I have anything spicy to scribble here right now. I've noticed that I get vicarious thrill out of blogging. Moreover there are so many blogs to read when you select that NEXT BLOG>> button on

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For those who think they've seen the end of me, well here I am with the latest series which comprises of only a miniscule part of the entire blogging community but personally means a lot more to those who think it does. Did I confuse you a little in the end ? That's what happens when people are not ready with any adequate matter and try to fill in something for the cause to be established.

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I woke up to sunshine more friendly than any over the last week. For those who don't know me, I had exams before today. I had the coziest sleep ever. Poor Vamsi had to sacrifice his place for me again. All night yesterday Chaitanya and Akshay were after me asking me to teach them their course - Data Structures and Algorithms. So much for that ! I'm glad the fellows did not insist on having them

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I'm being misunderstood and misinterpreted. Apart from that I've completed my examinations for this semester.Hopefully ! Choosing the right open elective could bestow you the boon of experiencing an extra holiday in the semester. The way I messed up my electives, no one else could have and any faint possibilites of exceeding the limits I've set are rather loose contingencies. But Andrew Dufrense

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Rightfully, I should not be upto this. But looks like I might miss these things forever if not written now. In addition to that, people are solicited with this strange absence of new posts on my blog. Far-fetched ? It's upto you to decide. So where do I start from ? There are a lot of things that have happened in the last fortnight. Unfortunately my memory does not serve me to an extent where I

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"Never do this to me. Don't ever do this to me. Baby !!". It's like this song was scheduled to hit me right now. This is exactly on my mind presently. I am a person who's influenced very easily. Someone comes up to me and says it's good, I nod my head in agreement. Then there's a person, who opposes it, who talks, I nod my head in agreement. I'm still confused whether it's either the result of

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I'll whine from alpha to omega of this one.It's been days since I lied down on the bed facing the roof in a pensive mood listening to only the pounding heart, feeling only sorrow and misery. Even an hour ago I had worries in my life to bother me. But something seems to have amplified them the last thirty minutes. I am sure what that something is but I can't tell people simply because I do not

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One month more for the semester to go. There's already enough hullabullah in the hostel to keep up with. The seniors will go out to do their respective projects. People planned to give a good farewell party but realised that it was too early to do that, so they put this one on the back burner. The new hostel management council is already active. They've organised a few interesting events. People

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Agnus MacKinnon, Espnstar.com: Arsenal were never going to give up their record-breaking unbeaten run in the Premiership lightly. But the manner in which Manchester United brought it to an end after 49 games at Old Trafford on Sunday is guaranteed to leave a legacy of lasting bitterness. Sunday's defeat was Arsenal's first in the league since they lost to Leeds at Highbury in May, 2003.

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This is my message to the world. Don't trust the sunsign prophecy column in your daily. Precisely, all the foreboding they do applies to only a few, I guess it is only to support the theory of probability. Not long ago, I was bluffing my peer at CS, after which in our early morning elite discussion, he says No more relationships with Leos, but zodiac on paper is self-contradictory when he

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Counter-strike today was fun, until Mr.Exodus bumped into the server and banged us left, right and center, add any more dimensions if you want to, but none will suffice the aftermath's description. I was trying not to take any positions instead rush to attack him, but he tells me later that I was not "much of a delay" for him. No trepidations of any sort, all I happened to descry is that I was

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Ok people this is what I've said to myself today, don't bother trying to crack the rest of it, it's in my mother tongue Telugu. I wanted to leave these feelings unfeigned, so I consider this appropriate. "Take it easy policy ani okatuntundi telusa. Daanartham venaka oka chinna twist undhi le. Naku matram adhalaa kanipistundi. Meeremanukunna sare. Entante... edhaina easy ga theesukone thathvam

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Yesterday was a lot of fun. To start with, I was locked out of my own room by an awkward customer - my roommate oblivious of where I was then. I was confused, on what to do next, not that I am not used to these things, but I was heading towards my room after a refreshing bath when I realised this. With just a towel on, I had to find my way in through the window and used the same to get out. I am

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If the movie was true in all aspects, then I'm happy to know that there's much more to Wolfgang Mozart, precisely Mozart, as we all know this genius composer. I saw this one yesterday, when it was screened in the OAT. It touched me. What took me aback even more, was that every 1 in 2 had no idea of who this Mozart actually was. Mozart, the man through whose fingers money just slipped, the man who

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Everyone around me is working hard, except me. Guilty, guilty, guilty, guilty. Why am I the only person to lazy around all day ? OK, to a large extent I've given up gaming, but as my friend says, being desirous of doing certain things is much different from preventing those which obstruct our way. Day after day, I see substitutes available everywhere to keep this lazy bugger on the same old track

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At last, I put my mind through a tough session of opinions. I have blogged on something, that does not do with the daily routine. I am very happy about it. The heading is no Nike caption. I have to do something this time because the first mid semester exams are fast approaching again. Yes again. Exams always seem to attack in the same fashion. Though the dates are declared long before they are

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27 invites and I am already exhausted with my thoughts on who to distribute it to. Phew, deroute to routine stuff. May come what. Now I got my 24 hour schedule ready, I am going to adhere to it. And I am on the road to a new sleep (rather non-sleep) record. Wonder why, all of a sudden I find this schedule very sensible. The wonderful part of this semester is that only 3/5 courses' credits are

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The title says it all. Well, till yesterday, I was wondering what must have gone wrong with Gmail, for the fact that I was not getting invites at all, though I've been one of the heaviest users of the aforestated. But now, I can showcase a big gritty smile, my total invites summed up to 13 and 12 of them flooded my mailbox in a single day. No more detesting Gmail for its policies. As of now,

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School is just another lovely thought. Thanks to Div's blog, I have those funny memories ringing around the corners of my mind. This December, I'm definitely going to pay a visit to King Koti. It's only four years, but feels like ages since I last had one of those sweet times. I was there with Shiva once, I don't really remember how long it has been. When I was out there on the ground,

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Let me have a proper look at the things I've really stood up to this semester. Schedule - Highly improper (Proof: Its 0236 hrs and I'm composing a blog now.) Lectures - Bunking again, Gaming - Full flow, still unbridled, Food - Now I cannot explain that, Economy check - Utter failure, A-Poem-A-Day - Never happened that way, Sleep - I hate when I have more of it, To Do List - Sounds silly, but

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And now about how so far today's been. Here I am, very glad that I woke up early after only four hours of sleep, and also happy for having sustained my consciousness till now. I am right now bunking a lecture because I do not want to go to it. Attended the first two lectures though. And had some brilliant art compositions flow from my hand. I sketched something in my life for the first time. I

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Yesterday will be one of those happy times I've had till now.All I wanted was to purchase two items for gifts. And I ended up spending more than a K and one-sixth the day. We first made our way to Raj's mobile phone purchase. He did that in a jiffy, believe me, I would have taken more time on choosing a proper shirt in a mart. Hey, mart, thats exactly what I am talkin about. Too bad I did not

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Look who's at the center of all trouble. Yes, its this guy who decided to choose User Centered Design for his elective. I wonder whether half way through the course, in my process to inculcate professional attitude, I might as well lose my passion for creative quests. Still wondering, whether bunking lectures today would be unethical or sensible on my part. I was almost about to venture into the

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Just about 4 hrs ago, it was a photo session with my pal's JB007 Stealth Camera. Won't believe ?? I swear !! At least, something that's the size of a matchbox, with a storage capacity of 100 photos, resolution 640 * 480, capacity to take a short video clip, costs less than half ten hundred bucks, could be called a Stealth Camera. And it's something wonderful to possess. I would've uploaded a few

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How about turning your attention to my "Second day in this semester" ? First day was common as ever, however I did manage to get my attendance stand still at 100 %. And I did discover the potential risk of being seated in the second row in Baba's period. Very sad, Raj has moved to off-campus. And this idiot, in front of me, in blue tee won't stop blabbering. Look, he's talking about STYLE. Oula

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There it is. Indicating the presence of multitudinous entities in this region. Very sad that even JAP connectivity gives me the same feeling. Too much traffic in the college. Wish we had a few acres more. This is the end of it. Maybe, tomorrow is my day, and every tomorrow there after. All the Best.

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Swayamkruthaparadham - Yep, a bit complex, but its been a part and parcel of my life. Wonder when I will shed this habit of obfuscating my future. Knock knock !! Does someone have a time machine ??

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God extricate them !! Imagine being trapped in a train delayed by 30 hours. Unimaginable huh ?? The situation itself, is so intractable, you wish so desperately to get out of it, I believe even Arvind will not deny a bath after he'll arrive here. And poor Voodoo, he's got issues to manage, and not really the time of the year to be bugged. May their souls R.I.P before the train starts off again.

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I dunno, but this one might make a good start. I was chatting with Div today and happened to create this out of nowhere. Let me scribble down this shayari from the blue. ek din apna bhi kismat phutenga ek achisi girl friend zaroor milengi Mc d, 10d , ghoomenga, gayenga, mouj karenga Piyega, khayega, aur bill woh pay karengi

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