A Day in my Life (Life is beautiful) April 15, 2007
Posted by Sandeep in My Favorite, Random Post.Tags: emotional, food, funny, global warming, Life
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Hi, how are you? Most probably you are alright, otherwise you would not have been sitting in front of computer monitor, and reading a blog of stupid guy, and smiling… look you just smile… you naughty…
Anyway, life’s very beautiful. On a good evening, I return from college, unclothe myself and just (hold your breath, there is nothing like that) run into bathroom and take a shower. Shower – the only thing that can make you cool, it’s been so hot here for a few days (due to considerable increase in average global atmospheric temperatures resulting from the greenhouse effect *I love details*). My next step is the Mountain Dew in the fridge, ah!1 litre is just enough. After putting the whole bottle into my stomach, I feel somewhat comfortable. Now, I am ready for other things. Then watching television, and listening to news and things happening around the world. Then reading newspaper* (actually watching explicit & intellectually objectionable photos of bollywood actresses, ok cool mummy doesn’t read this blog). Listening music and day-dreaming about the new iPod nano I am going to get this year. In between, I am hit with hungry-go-insane-gorilla disorders, you can see me running around the home and beating my chest and making loud noises while gulping everything that comes in my way. There is something special about being hungry all the time.
It’s all okay with that, but life’s not so beautiful, when one fine evening I come back my home and go straight into my room and think what’s more to life then taking showers, drinking colas, putting everything into your stomach treating it as a trash can, and reading papers. I think that thinking is justified after having a terrible fight with friend, exchanging blows with the lecturer, and then knowing that college bus driver has just left you over in the college, and then come home to discover only that there is a lock on the main door and I have to wait for another 2 hours until I get into my home.
Sitting alone in front of the main door, I think “Life is all about making your wishes come true”. My parents wished that I be a good person when I grow up, have decent paying job to support my family and educated enough to lead a respectful life. So, they sent me to the best English-medium school in the town, and after that they put me in college with the best placement records. Now, here I am in front of you people, running in what seems to be never ending circles. Go college and come home. I have already spent 20 years of my life in getting secondary education and at least 5 more years to go before I can call myself a master of business administration. Even after that I will wear a tag called “Busy-busy” running after money and well, more money. Life is looking nowhere in the near future.
And then the critical examination of the grounds for fundamental beliefs and an analysis of the basic concepts employed in the expression of such beliefs follow (ahem, those who’ve got under-developed brain like me, it means ‘philosophy’).But the lifetime of that philosophy is equal to that of child who is never born. Sooner or later, mom will arrive and will announce that she brought a Cheese Roll for me. I forget everything about my philosophy, anger and everything about my life as I unwrap the cheese roll and take a bite more than my mouth could accommodate. Who cares about life? I don’t. I love fighting with my friends, I love arguing with my lecturer, I love missing the last bus to home, I love sitting alone in front of my home in dusk. Life’s so beautiful.
*Well, I only read Economic Times, the one with the business news. Actually, there are no actresses to drool over (only silly looking graphs). Ghosh! You knew that, business people are not glamorous enough
I Do Blog. Why? April 6, 2007
Posted by Sandeep in My Favorite, Random Post.Tags: college, Creativity, funny, question
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Ah I am back with a bang. I have got the computer at home for almost 2 weeks I suppose. But you already knew that. Now stop giving me that ‘guy-with-a-computer-for-2-week-still-no-post’ look. I was busy with some exams and I am down again with the feelings, just making sure I don’t miss out something in the blogosphere.
No matter how hard I try to put a question down, someday in the future I will raise my hand and ask for excuse and go ahead with my silly question. Just another such question now, do I need to raise my hand? Duh? I think no. So, my question is simple Why do I blog? Let me answer it in unusual way.
Somebody needs to take the pain
Sometime so much pressure down my throat, I really feel stressed down at the end of the day. So, I blog. I blog about my feelings, to vent out my emotions. Do I sound stupid? But then this blog is the only place where I can sound stupid (and runaway because no one reads it). Though I don’t take any tension, but whenever tension sees me alone, it attacks me so badly. Blog is one of my AK-47 to tackle down the tension. At least, when I blog I don’t feel the tension. I forget about the fight I had with my friend, project deadlines, disheartening remarks, beautiful-yet-so-stupid-girl who thinks I am an ass, electricity power cuts and a lot unmentionable things. I spray all my pain in this blog.
Somebody needs to experience
Life is so small, that is what makes it so sweet. I want to write down all my feelings, experience, thoughts and ideas into one place. When I am judged at the end of my life, I want to use this blog as eye-witness. Since I have no one who would stand by my side, I want to take this blog with myself.
Good time pass
Posting on this blog and coming back 9 times in an hour just to see if someone has commented on it or not is a good time pass and a very bad addiction for a BBA* student.
I love that oh-I-didn’t-wrote-that feeling
It’s been long since I have started out this blog. When I was a kid I used to buy the car toys and break them to see what was inside them. Now, don’t think I am lunatic or that has nothing to do with my under-developed mind. That thing has to do a lot with this blog, it means I love experimenting with the things. So, my lord, I do accept the fact this blog is a result of my random surfing and a silly experiment. Now, when I read in between the pages of this blog I feel every emotion on this earth (happy, sad, guilt, surprised, humble and I can’t remember all those feelings). I feel silly and I wonder it was me who wrote all that crap, so many grammatical mistakes, no link between paragraphs, so artificial. I love that oh-I-didn’t-wrote-that feeling
I hate that bully
He is a big guy and I have no thoughts of turning back and reply when he slaps on my face. So, I pretend I am going to the principal, when originally, I go to computer lab (no. 4, ground floor, 2nd room, right side of admin office *I love details*) and sit down to type down my next blog post. So, if one fine day, you find extremely offending and aggressive words on this blog, please for god sake don’t blame me, just curse that guy-the bully
She will come, finally
Boys will be boys. Someday she will sit down to use computer by willful mistake. As soon as she opens Internet Explorer (default browser of my thinking, when I think of browser, I think only of Internet Explorer), she is taken to my blog where she reads all my blog entries, and out of sheer ignorance she start believing that I am a really a good guy. And she drops me a mail. Then she proposes me and we get married. Ok ok sorry for creativity of this stupidity. While this was a joke, I pray that this happens someday (on opposite while praying I make ‘oh god that bully never discover this blog’ wish)
Some studies have suggested that long periods of typing, improper workstation setup, incorrect work habits, stressful work conditions and relationships, or problems in your personal health may be linked to injuries. These injuries could include carpal tunnel syndrome, tendonitis, tenosynovitis, and other musculoskeletal disorders. If your mind is underdeveloped like me it translate as “I am tired and I need a break” to lay man’s language.
On that difficult note, I sign off… See you soon…
*BBA: Here means bachelor of business administration ( and not bachelor of bad activities. Mind you!)
Playing On WMP: Nobody wanna see us together (Akon, Konvicted)
Take Care April 4, 2007
Posted by Sandeep in My Favorite, Technology.Tags: experience, food, funny, Technology, windows
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In last post, I had mentioned about my new computer which come pre-installed with windows vista. Few minor corrections in that sentence 
, it is not my computer, actually ownership of it goes in the name of my brother and it doesn’t come with windows vista. WOW experience, to be precise. It is loaded with Windows Media Centre.
Now, it doesn’t mean that I should start crying 
like a small baby who is denied his milk bottle, but I have various reasons to smile
. My parents bought me a new computer 4-5 years ago, when I was in 9th. My brother got computer when he is in +1. And mom says I can use that computer freely. Free as in “Buy one get one free” not as in freedom i.e. I don’t have to pay anything for using it but I have to leave it when my brother wants to use it. Freedom, oh you understand. What’s the problem then? Nothing, and computer dealer said he would install Windows Vista on 15th of this month. I am smiling….
My brother had already instructed me not to enter his room
, when service man would come to install the computer. So, my heart sank a little as 
I ponder over the thought that I will not be able to watch the auspicious ceremony of new computer installation, and I can’t brood over as he unpacks the realm of ultimate male nirvana i.e. a media centre pc. But luckily, the service man called on my mobile, asked me to receive him on the outskirts of our village. It was once in a life time situation, that I praised my villagers for settling down in their home in no particular pattern or organized manner, which when looked above from a chopper would look like a puzzle game. It was because of them that the service man was not able to figure out our little home sweet home.
Anyways, when he came home I lay down in my bed pretending to be sick
and I swear by myself not to go out to living room. But then who cares, I wanted to see how 17” TFT screen looked, and how fast is a 1 GB RAM and 3.06 GHz computer processor
. Then who cares, shamelessly I went into the room
. I swear again and crossed my fingers and put them on my lips, and promised to myself that I will not speak a word
. But to my utter dismay, he announced that Windows Vista is not installed. Now, this is not fair
. You would have clearly noticed expressions on my face. My eyes popped out and my jaws dropped down (enough to swallow 5 kg water melon). I was shocked; to me it was like being at the day of my marriage, and knowing that my bride had run away with local vegetable seller (who had twice cheated me by selling 7 days old tomatoes)
. Now, lot of vegetable 
and fruits in my this post has to do a lot with my life, to be precise, right now, as I am feeling very hungry. Hungry reminds me of Chicken soup, It is very tasty… anyway my parents say we should not diverge from the focus of our life… err… this post.
I was sad a little bit as I was not able to run Windows Vista. Anyways, few days later, it awaits me… with its arms open… I will run and hug it like a lover meets his beloved after spending 5 years in jail. Oh my vistu (love name) I am coming…
On that note I sign off, bye see you again… and don’t forget to read the title of this post.
