A Moment

There are several moments in life when you feel like.. just enjoying it. You don't do anything, let your mind wander and with the moment would last forever.

Yeh Hosla Kaise Juke,
Yeh Aarzoo Kaise Ruke
Manzil Muskil to kya,
Bundla Sahil to kya,
Tanha Ye Dil to Kya

The song from the film Dor sings softly in my ears. The only other sound is the rain lashing upon the trees outside. Ah! the rain - always gets me in this mood. There's darkness all around. Thank you KSEB. I could light a candle, but doesn't feel like. Tomorrow's series exam is the last thing on my mind (How did it even prop up here?). There are so many beautiful and simple things to think about. 'Simplify!' - that was the title of an article I co-authored in school magazine. The same comes to my mind now as I realize... We often fail to see the beauty of simplicity. The song keeps talking of moving on in life, no matter what. But moving on over what? It's moments like these that refresh you, give you the strength to keep on moving. You just have to shut you eyes and let everything be - for a moment.

PS. My last blog was about the frustration of being idle.. feelings, they never fail to amaze me.

History Of The Class- through the eyes of a student

Foreword

Let me warn you that what is said this is purely not a work of fiction and are true incidents in the past three years of our class. Names have not been changed due to lack of imagination to create so many. Apologies for any mistake in the timeline 'coz I've focused more on the relationship dynamics than getting the time factually correct.

Some free time at my native place gave me the inspiration to write about the joyous years in college. It's fun reliving those moments and memories before they fade away and only the feelings remain.



Preface

It all began one fine afternoon in the |Autumn (October I think) of 2005. I was standing in front of the college office to complete the formalities concerning higher option. A girl stood beside me looking at forms similar to those held by me. I asked her name. 'Jisha', she answered. 'That's four', I counted in my mind the number of of people I knew as I entered the AE&I class of 2005, CET.

Coming up: Ch1 - A Class Apart.

My horrorscope??

got a link to a horsoscope site via zapak...
c what it says about my star sign! loL!


wow...after reading all the sections... my God... so much of it is true... i'm quite bewildered... havent read anything of this online that i could relate so much with... do read it guys... what do u think about this? here's the link... check out ur star signs too....
http://www.ganeshaspeaks.com/horoscopes/cancer.jsp

Cancer Career & Profession: Cancer is the Money Sign. Cancerians can pursue the following professions - Actor, Hotelier, Caterer, Astrologer, Teacher, Banker, Nurse, Surgeon, Businessman and Chefs.

Cancer Romance & Marriage: Cancer is a good lover if not a bold one. You tend to settle down very quickly and naturally after marriage. Your protective instinct can make the other person feel loved and cared for. Your sudden change of moods and hesitations could come in the way of a happy relationship. Bluntly put, see that your mother does not ruin your marriage.

Positive Qualities:

Tenacious, Psychic, Highly Imaginative, Loyal, Patriotic, Sympathetic, Persuasive, Flamboyant, Dramatic.

Negative Qualities:

Moody, Pessimistic, Born Nagger, Suspicious.

Cancer Physical Structure: Cancer has a big head. The face is round or semi-round showing intense emotion. The eyebrows are well-defined but not the typical Cancer nose. The mouth is big and the arms and legs are long in comparison to the rest of the body. The stomach shows.

Cancer Health: Cancer has stomach and the chest as its positive health zones. Overweight is a typical Cancerian problem. (he has to see me... :-) )

Cancer Beautyscope: Cancer people need to be very careful cause their stomach has a tendency to protrude. Hence they should exercise a lot.

Cancer Food: Favored food for Cancerians would be all fruits and vegetables with a very high water content such as cucumbers, pumpkins, cabbage, turnip, lettuce, mushrooms etc. Drink plenty of water. Avoid Pastries and Cakes. A fish diet is recommended. (i really hate fish)

Cancer Habits: Cancerians have a tendency to get into the groove, hence you are a slave of habits. (really??)

Born between July 2 and July 11 If the person is born between these days, the planetary ruler is Mars. Mars stands for force, vigor, energy, power and vitality. Hence the stronger qualities of Cancer would be exhibited. Avoid the dictatorial stance.

The fourth sign in the Rashichakra, Karka ( Cancer ) love their home - their roots. Falling in the fourth house of the Kaalpurusha (Ursha Major), which denotes mother, Karka ( Cancer ) plays the same role. Farther the governing planet of the Rashi is Chandra (Moon), which rules over themind and denotes mother. This too enhances its role as mother The most empathetic zodiac sign, Karkas ( Cancer ) are often overly sensitive. They take great pleasure in the comforts of home and family and are at their best when all is peaceful at this front. They nurture a maternal instinct, are domestic and love to nurture others. They adore large families, always providing for others, protecting and making a nest wherever they go. Karkas ( Cancer ) are traditional and prize family history and love communal activities. They also tend to be patriotic, waving the flag, whenever possible. Karkas ( Cancer ) are more concerned with expressing emotions than on superficial conversations. They can appear to be moody, shy and too much like a baby. But on the contrary they are not shy, but protecting themselves against emotional exposure. Though very artistic and creative, often they get on the nerves for holding on to everything including wealth and even to every word that was ever said to them. Their mood swings are unpredictable -- sweet to cranky. The proverbial crab, they retreat into their shells, when hurt. Extremely introvert and certainly not the easiest person to understand these crabs can hide emotions well beneath the tough exterior. Although kind and affable till the mood is stable, it is bitter and melancholic at the next, often feeling hurt unnecessarily. Trying to draw sympathy, Crabs can be fairly insensitive towards others, snapping, being rude and short-tempered. However, the seemingly rude behavior is only a clever means to hide their own insecurities and complexes -- almost like timid, hurt children. Karkas ( Cancer ) can be admirably kind, generous, understanding, charitable and gracious, if all is well with them. Karkas ( Cancer ) can be seen standing by people in their time of need. Their good intuitive powers mostly put to good use in managing their own lives. (is this true guys?) Urges to travel to distant lands come but quelled since home is where you love to dwell. Most often crabs hurt the ones most who have been good for them.(i really cant help this fact). They also tend to make a mountain out of the molehill and are prone to self-pity. Slightly untidy, this doesn't endear you to more stable signs. Unlike Dhanu, who have a place for everything, the Karkas ( Cancer ) idea is to put it somewhere, under the bed, in cupboards, anywhere -- not that you are not untidy -- you are the original hoarder. Karkas ( Cancer ) don't ask for much either, a comfortable home and sense of peace is what is most important. Crabs are also quick to help others and tend to avoid confrontation. In keeping with their nurturing bent, those born under this Sign enjoy their food. A hearty picnic in the park is heaven on earth to most crabs. Karkas ( Cancer ) have a keen intellect and are good with their hands. They do well as painters, sculptors sales persons. However you are best when it comes to taking writing as a full-time profession. Most crabs will have reasonably good careers(i'm still not sure), although there will be a tendency to change to an entirely different field midway, say somewhat nearing 35 years(what the heck.. this ought to be true!!!!) . Money and material wealth are fairly important to and although nearly miserly with the money you earn, sudden windfalls and gains are often squandered away thoughtlessly. Crabs romance those who are quite opposite to them in nature(never tried it...). They are strongly attracted to people who are confident, strong and successful. Although they fall in love all the time, their introvert nature and uneasiness in disclosing their true feelings makes many of these affairs one-sided. (eh... no comments...) they are not likely to rush headlong into marriage, because in selecting a life partner, they are often governed by your their. Karkas ( Cancer ), Vrischika ( Scorpio ) and Meen ( Pisces ) will make good partners for Karkas ( Cancer ). (cancer,s corpio, pisces ... hmm... very few choices....anyone out there? ;-) duh... just joking....) why did they forget my lucky number?? :-)

I'm still jobless.. Hurray!

We had the first taste of the famed CET Career Guidance and Placement Unit (CGPU) yesterday. Placements are slated to begin in July. The statistics showed only 3.7% didn't manage to get placed last year out of the qualified students registered in CGPU. That's something to cheer about, but one question lurked in mid air. How would I manage to get not placed? No, I didn't get the question wrong way round. Hopefully after reading the post you might understand why that question arise in mind, even if it was only for a moment.

There's a question that's being thrown around a lot these days - Are you ready for a job? After the question is asked rhetorically by someone, everyone goes silent at the same time. Though most of us recover fast, the feeling of uncertainty doesn't wane away. So what makes the question so potent? There seems to be many reasons.

First of all, though we say education is a continuous process, is it really true. I feel the knowledge gathering process grind to a halt after you enter a job. The second is freedom or at least the illusion of freedom. The freedom of movement, thought and expression will be curtailed. Another is the simple fact of higher responsibility.

Humans work an average 8 of the 16 hours we're awake. That adds up to about half of your life spend to survive in the other half. Was it like that always, or did industrial revolution blind us?

Simpsons Quote of the Day:
Mr. Burns: I’ll keep it short and sweet - Family. Religion. Friendship. These are the three demons you must slay if you wish to succeed in business.

Future leading to the Past II

g3Mo flipped the paper. He saw the other side was still blank...

//
Just what in the world makes you think that you are not trapped now?? What makes you think that you are doing the so called 'living a life' now... What if the ones sitting in front of you and this write up that was re-routed to you was all part of a dream from which you never woke up... I mean how would you ever know?? What if I told you that this whole life was one big dream ad the dreams you had was actually the dream within a dream.

This actually makes me think that heaven is not a place you were served all your delights by the virgins. Heaven is a place where you find all the answers, those who deserve it, get it. Only those powerful enough to ask get all the answers. The greatest battles humanity has ever seen are raged inside our own minds.. I am getting nowhere.. Continue this later..
//

He never did. The period was getting over and JFx resolved to fill up the rest of that side of the paper...

//
The answer to the question 'is this a life or just another dream' is another question: How do you differentiate between an AI that's as powerful as human mind and an organic human mind? I'm going by that logic to conclude that this is life and the dreams we see are actually dreams in life. If sometime in the future, we find that the life is just part of a longer dream, then that dream would be still tagged 'life' and the original life - 'super life'.
//

The epilogue was written by g3Mo:
//
We've just concluded on a theme that was stated in another great ork of literature almost 5000 years ago!!
Ellam maya - Bhagavad-Gita
Surely, human intelligence hasn't evolved over the years, has it?
//

You might be wondering why I've (painstakingly ;-) typed out so much rubbish. Well there's a future to this past. That was the day we decided to make a group blog. I've only one person to thank - the teacher who took that boring lecture.

Future leading to the Past I

This one dates back to one of those days when our creative mind got to work during some boring lecture in S3.

Iceman looked down at the blank paper. He looked around, he saw our blank faces and decided to write some sense into it.
" Johnny is trapped in a dream..."

JFx continued:

//
How many times in my life have I thought- Am I living or is this just a long dream? How would you know whether you are dreaming or not? Dreams are meant to be seen, not understood. Similarly, life's just for living. Not to be cut down, analyzed, debugged and reloaded.

I'm having just questions and more questions in my head. The path to finding an answer leads to another question. This makes me think - who really has the answer - God? The human mind is more powerful than the most powerful supercomputers. Maybe that's why, now I'm thinking about something, listening to someone and watching a third person at the same time. Our ability to think is not what make us different from animals. It's our ability to feel emotions at a higher level. Someday the cat in your house may murder you for all the bad things you've done.

This line of thought takes me back to the question that has been nagging me - shouldn't the human race be just another highly developed animal? This is getting worse. That part doesn't make much and stands out of this write up like a rotten nail in an old hinge. So you may or may not wish to read on.


Could you ever be trapped in a dream? Perhaps, when you are in a coma and don't wish to wake up. The more important question would be do I want to be trapped in a dream. And I have the answer, yes I would. And what be in the dream? "My whole life."
//
(page over)

g3Mo flipped the paper. He saw the other side was still blank...

(to be continued)

noname2.cpp

I dont know what to write
Just wanna write something
So here goes my blog
Series peeping just around the corner
I'm reading not the text
But the romance classic 'Wuthering Heights'
Yeah I know the question-
"Why haven't you finished it yet?"
To which I have no answer.

Life's reached a point
Where you find more questions
Than answers. Questions to which
You try to answer, ending up
Making another question to which
There never maybe an answer.

Bheegi Yaadein

I'm madly in love with nature (pardon me, inquisitivo and divertido). She's so happy these days. Her joy is overflowing as tears that touch each and everyone's hearts. Oh wont you let me sleep for ever on your bosom...to feel the warmth, feel the cool air around, be the spectacle for my eyes, reminding me the truths of life. Every season brings about it's own meaning, and rainy season is no different.

This is so nostalgic.. I cant think about rain without being nostalgic. Reminds me of so many beautiful moments. Let me go on chronologically.. The first thing that come to my mind is this composition we were made to write in the lower classes. The teacher would give us the topic: 'Rainy days' and give us an outline saying how much she hated rain. I, being a romantic would write against it.. floating paper boats in the puddle.. splashing muddy water on my friends.. life could never have been better. Like the elders say, 'those were the days'. I remember there was a rain-water-drain all the way from our junior school building [the building was later demolished to build a new bigger one..heartbreaking, but have to accept changes] to the ground. We used to run alongside and through it, from the beginning to the end. It wasnt a game for the faint hearted.. you had to got through long tunnels, run down steep slopes and jump down huge heights.

The academic year always started on a rainy day. After the long summer vacation, i would be too lazy to wake up, especially cuz it would have rained the previous night. The most memorable moments in the senior classes were playing football in the rain. When i close my eyes i can still feel the raindrops falling on my face as i run across the field. I realise those moments were not at all about winning or losing. They were about the feeling of togetherness, of enjoyment.. i dont know, i lack words to explain them. The final two years in school add other memories too. Waking up early and going to tuition classes. On those rainy days, i'd watch with my heart-skipping-beats, girls running from their cars to the class to avoid getting wet. Getting back to school was the hard part. We usually got completely drenched on the walk back from hotel Anand (where we had breakfast) to...school.



>>Continued from: Before the Past

>>Saw the movie 'Cars' today. Dint expect an animated movie to move me so much. Needless to say, it fuelled my nostalgia so much.

Just to start off...

It's raining outside and almost every other soul in hostel is fast asleep.I'd keep this entry real short(that was how I planned it to be, evidently it didn't end up so) as an announcement of my arrival ;-)

Hey and whoever came up with that name...the AEI Oh you! Nice piece man!!
Strange that vowels and 'vovvals' rhyme...indicative of the factor that how nocturnal all of us are.

Usually I make it a point to make a diary entry everyday to mourn over stuff....over stuff that you can't tell anybody. And it makes me realize how good a friend an inanimate object can be.

So I'll start off with that topic...

Inanimate objects as Best Friends

(Ta ta tang...just like the warner bros opening music in the movies of the 40's)

This is one...

A Superman figure, just like the all the small GI Joes we had as kids.

Now, it was given to me by a guy from third grade when I was in my third grade. That's a good 11 years ago. Why he gave it to me, I have no idea. So that's been with me for that long and still is in my shelf and I see it everyday. Tell you more about him later...cos I have a girlfriend now and everybody wants to hear about the women.

Two..

My Personal Diary...

She is new . She was born in 2007 and was made by the 'Nightingale' company. She was born as a part of my new year resolution and she is the only one that didn't get postponed to next year.

One good thing about her is that she does not have boobs and still manages to keep me attracted to her and I come back to her every night.
I don't have to lie to her.....incorrect, I CANNOT lie to her nor have I to restrain myself in any form. I can't hide my tears from her nor can I fake a laughter to her. I don't have to flirt with her to keep her interested nor I need have sex appeal. She stays close to me unless I let go off her. She wouldn't care if I have a GPA of 6.54 or 8.75. She wouldn't give a damn if earn in six figures or if I drive an Audi or even if I have only 2 inches inside my trousers!!

In short I can't help but be myself with her no matter what choice I make...because she is myself. This is what makes her special and like none other. Every time I look back to some older date in her I see more of myself, have a larger deeper interpretation of myself, have a revelation within myself. She is my ultimate mode of self expression. And I believe in self-expression more than self-discipline. She becomes the log and genuine acceptor of my deepest darkest desires and fantasies, and she understands everyone of it to the exact degree with which I felt it in my mind.
I started to write my diary intending to make it a mind chart....by a mind chart I meant a log of my instantaneous mind. As the months progressed, the more I read of Januaries and Februaries the more it seemed to me as though I was learning to find solace in myself (this poses a very serious social situation wherein you are less and less bothered about other people, because they can hurt you less and less making you largely insensitive because you always find solace in yourself)
In short she turns out to be the best thing that ever happened to me in my life. There is a major re-definition of the word 'friend' as she turns out to be the definitive that matches none in my so called 'real life'. Slowly I start to give her a form of body that is sexually(yes, in the rawest sense the word can imply) most arousing to me. I borrow eyes that I like most and always upgrade if I find better ones...and by the time it was April she had a body of her own. May is full of conversations, I discover that she loves good conversations as much as I do. She is ready to talk to me all the time and we keep on conversing, keep on conversing. I end up having imaginary(only in your terms) conversations all the time keeping me preoccupied and virtually devoid of the phenomenon called boredom. She is not an inanimate object anymore, but conveniently in mine and her world alone.
What if I could have her for real one day in all her glory? Rather than hoping to find someone like that what if I could make her up for real? In reality, real is only electrical signals interpreted by your brain. What if I could build her all up...wouldn't she be my definitive friend? Wouldn't a life's work be worth a second of existence with that perfect friend? Can I have one moment of joy where I wouldn't even be able to guess the meaning of the word insecurity, no matter how hard I tried?