Heights of " STUPIDITY".

*Disclaimer - not meant to make fun of anyone. All the events are written as they happened.



You have to earn marks...this is what was proved by the recent Business Research Methodology viva we had few days back. The situation was nothing less than the boiler room. The whole story is as follows – Prof. Saptarishi taught us (section F n L) business research methodology in sem 2. We were supposed to submit a project (one for each group), which had 30% weightage ( 30 marks). The groups were selected by sir himself. Each group had 7 members. There were three stages - project proposal, interim project and final project plus viva. Viva turned out to be a surprise element. When each group submitted its final project, sir announced the most dreaded news- the whole project is an individual mark component not a group component and each person will be marked accordingly, based on his/her viva. My group members were Rajhans, Saher, Nishit, Ritika, Anabadaya and Shalika and I. I always liked BRM from the first day itself and took an extra effort to make the project. Since everyone thought it to be a group component, not everyone in d group contributed to the project. And this was d case with each group in both the sections. And when we came to know about viva, everyone was still ok ( everyone had obviously sailed through sem 1 without working on project n fooling faculty by going through the project in d last minute and answering during viva like he/she is d only one who has worked on the project). But
this time the faculty was Prof. Saptarish. He had a superb idea of finding out who has actually worked on the project n who hasn't. He played Roadies( the popular reality series on MTV ) with all of us. Whenever each group went for viva, he asked each member to write names of two group members who he/she thinks hasn’t worked on the project. First group to go was stunned by this act of his ( because these people did not know about this at all). But subsequent groups totally planned their course of action with people in hostels actually plotting against the weakest link in the group and also the most influential person in the group( who hasn’t touched the project ) threatening others so that his/her name doesn’t come out during the VOTE OUT. People in one group actually went to the extent of telling sir the whole conversation among the group members regarding whom to vote out n manipulating about who had worked n who hasn’t. They got d whole conversation printed out( wtf ) and the funny part is these people are supposedly more mature than most of us, considering their age ( more than 24 yrs ) and the work experience they have. Never mind , I wouldn’t go in the ethics and rationale behind it. But would want to concentrate on my group.
In my group, people who actually worked were me( not because its my blog n I can write what I want, I did work on the project with all my heart n mind..remember BRM being my fav subject ), rajhans , saher and ritika ( at times ). but the major decisions were taken by rajhans and me. So, when the other members got to know about the vote out n the marks attached to viva, each one of them came to us( Rajhans and me ) and asked us not to mention anybody's name and with the group consensus we decided we won’t name anyone and we’ll tell sir that we all worked and contributed equally to the project. And let him figure out himself who has worked n who hasn’t( we are as smart as sir, at least that is what we thought). So,with all confidence we entered the conference room. " har roadie akela hai " ( every roadie is alone ) is changed to " har brm viva dene wala akela hai " ( anyone appearing for BRM viva is alone ). What happened next was no fault of mine or Rajhans's. Both of us had decided against writing anyone's name. We told sir, what the group had decided. He handed us the sheet containing how many students in a sec will get an A,B, C and D grades in the project to weaken our resolution. But he failed at shaking our resolution. But what can you do when people are so stupid. Viva started with X (we told him/her to tell sir that he/she had worked on literature review ).

Sir - so, tell me X what was your contribution in project?
X( very confidently, as if he/she had read all the research papers) - sir, I did the literature review for the project. I worked really hard on finding out the research papers, sir( why the hell he/she had to go to this extent, to show his/her contribution, sir, would have understood there at that moment itself that he/she is bluffing) n some blah blah....
Sir - ohh, I see. very good, very good ( must have delighted X, but he/she was not wary of what was coming next..poor he/she ) so, X how many research papers did u go through considering u have worked really really hard for it.
X- sirrrrrrr...I cant recollect the exact no., Sir interrupts - I am not asking the exact no..tell me approximately.
X - sir, I still cant recollect ( I was like...wtf..tell him fast, tell some no. , some realistic no.) but I think 7- 8 papers.
Sir - wow...X...so, how long did it take for u to finish one paper?
X- sir, i can’t recollect ( I was looking at his/her face..what the hell are you doing..haven’t u ever read anything in your life..book, magazine, newspaper...approximately say something) sir, I think 5 mins ( the biggest ‘wht the f ‘ situation I have encountered in my life...X finished one research paper in 5 mins..has he/she lost it, telling sir that he/she hasn’t touched the project).
Sir - what?? 5 mins ( acting like it is such a long time...don’t forget this guy( sir ) has brain ).
X- no no sir, i think 1- 2 mins.( no comment further from my side..I was speechless...we tried to help her but he/she screwed it...)
Sir - ohh my god!!!!!!!! you can actually finish one research paper in 1- 2, X??
X( got the sarcastic tone of sir ) - no sir, I think I took more time.
Sir - how long..one hour, 2 hrs, 1 day..how long??
X( finally, made some sense ) - two hrs sir.
Sir- ok X..tell me one research paper you remember n what did the researchers measure n talked about in the paper??
X - sir, I don’t remember (common...remember something in your life..something..I kept thinking).
Sir- Don’t worry, take your time..we are in no hurry.
X- some crap..blah..blah..some made sense n rest was utterly nonsense.
Sir - ok, so lets take you went through 8 papers n it took you 2 hrs for each paper, so you worked for 16 hrs. That is your whole contribution in the project??? Is this why you have paid such an exorbitant fees??
Should have seen the look on his/her face. I don't know if it mattered to him/her. But sir got bored of answers and switched to the next member.
Sir was smart enough to make out who has worked n who hasn’t.
All in all, it was fun, seeing the level of foolishness, stupidity around me. what is even more appalling is people still expect great marks, without touching the project. My viva went great. Didn’t have to worry for had worked day n night for the project.

X is one of the member of my group. I thought its better to conceal the identity of the above mentioned person for he/she may not take it in right spirit.

Love

Looks like its been years that i have scribbled something on my blog. All I do lately is attend classes, sleep(only when I can bunk classes),study( only when i attend classes)...so basically my life revolves around classes now. Have forgotton how it feels like to be in love, have become oblivious to this emotion. watched MP3 few days back and realised how much have I changed since my first love. But one thing is for sure, one never forgets the first love and the subsequent love relations seem routines.

Was browsing through some of the blogs in my free time( bunked few classes and got some classes cancelled thanks to whole Telangana stalmate) and saw a lovely poem on it. Very rarely, I like love poems, but this one looks like has been written for me. So this is the poem -

I miss your voice

which always spoke so softly in my ear

letting me know you cared about my day.

I miss your laughterso quick and unbridled.

It warmed the center of my heart.

I miss your thoughts

that were freely shared

at the end of our day.

I miss your hugs

Always so warm.

WhereI felt secure and safefor awhile….

Your name comes to my mind

bringingVisions of yellow roses and white vases

Long talks on the phone.

Walks hand in hand.

A friendship I thought would never end.

A love that I believed would never die.

Yet here I stand

Years later

When the healing is done

and yet

I miss you.

P.S. - This was written by someone else, but its hard for me to recollect the name of the person or the blog.

LOST

I hvnt blogged for a really long time. Past year has been awful,starting with chicken-pox,break up, downhill performance in final year,no clue bout future,dropped an year,fucked up life badly n after all dis,here iam in Hyderabad,pursuing mba from a sad place( ICFAI business school,many wont hv even heard d name..iam sure).

Well, wht do u do when all d chances life gave u, were messed by you...i guess u dnt complain then and that is wht I hv learnt so far in life…never complain bout something u messed up urself.

But wht cn I do??? Iam just lost in my life,just wish there ws more to wht iam doin nw…just nt able to relate whts happenin in my life. Seein ppl around me makes me jump my ass off a mountain. Everybody out here just competing fr everything…be it to book a busticket to city,eating in mess n most importantly CLASS PARTICIPATION.

Yeah, just try n sit in my class once…u’l knw wht iam talking bout…ppl just hv to blabber something fr a A garde…dey dnt evn knw wht they r after. Just open up book,read d chapter that’s in d session plan, cram some jargon frm book,without even relating to real world n throw it at teacher, ohh yeah, I forgot d most significant part…”DNT LET ANYONE ELSE HAVE A SAY”. Sitting,in the class I just keep staring d teacher concerned…iam amazed and amused. He puts in so much effort in something, which has no meaning fr anyone in d class…wht everybody is after is- D FINAL ACT…PLACEMENT. Iam lost in my thoughts, tryin connecting all the random threads to form a coherent and meaning full song…my LIFE SONG( which I hv lost fr some reason).

Iam have been really upset with the college, expected so much more…I just have to live with it fr atleast 2 yrs nw. and d sooner I realize dis better it is fr me.

P.S.-dnt think iam all defeated in life,iam tryin to fill in all d gaps…n iam sure,in a matter of few months, I”l be on my track,till than will hv to live with LIVE BLUES.

Surprise - II

After we visited our college,we were on our way( specifically harsha ) to surprise ( yeah d same word!!!) Kapil n Anil .Meren had some church function,where, she wanted all of us to come. It was supposed to be at CP. But harsha had some other plan ( thank god,she had one,wasnt that interested in d function ). Both of us stayed back n I told kapil there was a change in d plan( initially, he was coming to attend d function). I asked him to come n meet m at CCD,B- BLOCK.( made some story to convince him). In d mean while, m, n harsha had a chat ( both of us are just addicted to talking or a better word...GOSSIPING, will have a whole new post on this..).

Sometimes, you just wish you were GOD. That day it was raining like hell,there was no possibility that Kapil or Anil would make it. And it was then Harsha started bombarding m.
Harsha – y is it raining so badly 2day.??? Whats wrong??? Aaj hi hona tha.
M – its ok yar,ab u knw weather.( actually dint know what else to say,she was all furious.)
Harsha- I came with so many plans,nothing seems to work,shouldn’t have come in the first place. Try Anil again.

I called up anil ( he was in gurgaon for his coaching)

M – kaha hai??kab tak aaega???( plz say you are coming,she will kill m otherwise.)
Anil- paagal hai kya,itni barish ho rhe hai.wont be possible.
I wish I could tell him;harsha is here.( bt dn SURPRISE ka kya hota!!!!!!)

M – harsha,he wont be able to come yar.( thank god, she dint react violently)
Harsha- ok.what about kapil???
M – just calling him up.
M – hey,where d hell are you??? Weren’t you suppose to be here by now???
Kapil – I just left. This place is a mess( he was living in munirka then..worst drainage system in Delhi). You should be here to see what iam getting out of.
M – ok ok.just try n make it fast. I am alone here,meren left for her church.
Kapil – ya,don’t worry,I’l be there in an hour or so. Just pray I get an auto.

In CCD-
Harsha – how have you been???( by then she had cooled down)
M – m??? not that good yar. Bas emotionally n mentally a bit disturbed.
Harsha- yeah, I know. But y din’t you call m when I needed to talk to a friend,to someone I can share. That time I expected your call. It really hurt m .
M( was speechless for a moment ) – iam so so sorry.din’t realize it was that serious n big. Shit,iam so bad.really harsha,iam sorry. I think got involved so much in myself. Nothing was working right. Ab you toh know everything yar. Just have been in a kind of mess.
Harsha – its ok. Its just, have so much to talk n share. Had to tell you reasons for doing it.
Both of us poured our hearts out. It felt so good after talking to her,knowing her state of mind,told her about m life,all that happened. It was such a big relief. ( initially, was cursing her for coming so early in the morning n then was just thanking her ).

N then get a call from kapil.
Kapil- which CCD are you in???
M – B-Block yar.
Kapil – ya,but which one??
M( how many CCDs are in b- block ) – where are you??i”l just come out. Yeah, I see you.
Kapil – y this sudden change in the plan???
M – have to make you meet one of m frend.
Kapil – oh ya???who??

Both of us enter CCD.
Both of us sit.
Both of us talk.

N there’s m FRIEND –
Kapil ( shouts no screams no screeches…basically all in one, he even scared few foreigners sitting there) – you,you,you, harsha..what you doing here( he gets all dramatic but then thats kapil,so expected.)
Harsha – hahaha..heheheh…hoooohooo…( at last she laughed ).

Three of us then talked everything possible on this earth. Met each other after such a long time. Roamed around in CP,had ice-cream,went to KFC.
Have to thank you harsha for coming,it just rejuvenated all of us.

FOR, REST OF EAGER PEOPLE, OUT THERE-
Harsha stayed one night at m hostel,another at meren,s,third one at sonali’s n fourth night v all wer 2ghter at kapil’s place. Next morning, we all went to drop her at railway station.

jazbaat ke sau rang hain.....

How do you feel,when you are in love with your best frend n he tells you ways to move on.

How do you feel, when d person you trusted d most leaves you heart broken.

How do you feel, when one day you knw one of your friend dint value your friendship as you did.

How do you feel, when you have to hide your care n love for someone.

How do you feel, when you avoid conversation with someone for not getting hurt again.

How do you feel, when you wanna scream out loud but you are all choked up inside.

How do you feel, when you wanna run as hard as possible but are not able to even lift your feet.

How do you feel when you don’t wanna feel anything( you have become sick of feeling ).

How do you feel when you need someone but you are all alone.

I guess you feel as I do sometimes.

( YOU GUYS THOUGHT I AM JUST FUNNY???)

niche...

Things I cnt live wdout –

1. Books – gimme any book(sense,nonsense,stupid,irritatin,thick,thin) I’l b up fr it.

2. Magazines( mainly fr high quality pics,dey amaze m) –science ,business,travel, fashion.

3. Newspaper – only The Hindu( m day or afternoon most of d times doesn’t start wdout goin through d newspaper ).

4. Tea – hv to hv tea in d evening,around 5 – 5:30. Usually avoid makin plans at dis time.

5. Net connection – evn one day wd no net kills m deep inside,roam around m hostel in frustration.

6.Barista – only cappuccino ( wdout cream ) to drink n chicken tikka sandwich to eat.

7.Day dreaming – just love d fact,dat I cn sit at one place n dream bout places I want to be,things I wanna do,ppl I wanna meet,bout m life,love,just love m imagination. Cn daydream at any place,any time,while reading,studying,b4 sleepin,while eatin,in middle of a conversation wd someone,walkin,travellin,in short evr damn second of m life.

8.Night – really thank god fr makin night ( priyamwada,by god I mean some power,so dnt go into shock ),m mother kept an apt name fr m. I am a hardcore “nishachar’.( she knew dat so she named m so or since I ws named so I turned in to one????).

9.Dictionary – see an unfamiliar word,immediately,at once,need a dictionary.

10.Levis – no other brand wn it comes to jeans.

11.Potato chips – only n only lays( blue one ),sud get a momento frm Pepsico Inc. fr marketing it free of cost.

12.M very own Philosophies – cn philosophise on anything dat makes sense or d other way round.

13.Laziness – Queen of it.

& d next OSCAR goes to....

Never thought wud hv to crib bout assignments in the college,thinking dey wer part of just school curriculum and never in m wildest dream ohh no,nt dreams bt nightmares,it occurred to m dat teachers wud make such a big deal out of it. Bt teachers cudnt be blamed fr dis wn dere wer students who wud toil extra hard,more dn evn in examz, to make deir assignment look like a science journal wd all sorts of diagrams,information,fancy pens ( all colors dat u cn imagine ),leavin ppl like m in amusement,bewilderment n at times annoyed. I wud think “do dey evn hv a life apart assingnments,lab work”,’y do dey behave like school kids”,” frm whr do dey get time”.( ohh m time???dat wud pass in eatin out almost evry single day,watchin movies n just sittin n chattin wd room mates,day dreamin..etc,etc). Dese students wer teachers favs,deir names wud be mentioned evrytime to humiliate you,make u feel u r d most useless creature on dis earth.

Bt den dere wer students like m,who wud submit deir assignment on d last day,last period n give such wonderful reasons fr doin it. M case is a bit different here. I tricked one teacher n one of m frend.

Dis happened somewhere in oct/nov 2007. v wer given some stupid assignment on Entomology( subject I hate d most) by DR.KAWATRA in aug i guess n d last date of submittin it ws end of sept, b4 d college( dept) trip to Dalhousie ( which by d way I dint go,annoyin al m frends n getting al deir anger ). Lazy as iam,I kept it postponing,thinking deres still a life-time to do it. As it turned out,dint submit it b4 trip. D reason bein – since iam nt goin fr d trip,I’l sit down n make d assignment n sneak it inside DR.KAWATRA’S drawer( its nevr locked ). Bt!!!!!!!!dat nvr happened…slept all dat time,finished JNU’s project work,again watched thousands of movies.

Everybody ws bck frm trip wd al d fun stories dey hd to tell m..n I hd only one thought- ASSIGNMENT. Later, I got to knw still some students hvnt submitted d assignment. Dre ws a sigh of relief..GOSH!!!!!,no need to worry,wil submit it wd dem( told m mind)..bt again nthin cn change m..dint do it. Had a plan though( m mind works super fast in makin stories,excuses,I think hv lots of neurons conditioned fr dem ). D plan ws – I”l blame Dr.Kawatra fr misplacing m assignment n dn ask him to give m some more time so dat I cn remake D LOST ASSIGNMENT. I told everyone I hd submitted d assignment so dat wn I cry fr m lost assignment,everyone wud believe m( sonali asked m specifically bout d assignment n I told her wd al conviction dat I hv submitted it ).

D day came wn DR.Kawatra ws distributin d assignments bck to us wd no.of marks each one hs secured. Evrone got d it bck except m( ofcourse dat had to happen). It ws m turn to act nw ( thinking of takin it professionally if I dnt end up big in corporate world,considerin hw well I acted ).

After he hd distributed all d assignments,I got up frm m seat n said – SIR,I dint get m assignment ( soundin sad )
Dr.Kawatra – oh ya???whts ur name??
I told him m name n he searched d left ovr assignments ( some students wer on leave dat day ).
Its nt here,come to m desk aftr class,it wud be dere.

I told sonali - hw cn he misplace m assignment,soundin like iam gonna die any minute. Poor her, she ws all sympathetic towards m( thinking mushkil se toh assignment dete hai,ab woh bhi gum gaya).
( thought of telling her d truth bt it ws getting al funny n dint want to spoil d fun ).
Next both of us( sonali n m ) went to his desk in staff room just after d class. He searched his desk,his drawers,almirah n wht nt. He evn searched othr class’s assignments n sonali ws helping him in d search,tryin too hard to find it( n DERE I ws standin nxt to both of dem,nt evn touchin his table, all relaxed,seein m sophistry turned into action..only I knew hw I ws controlling m laughter ).
He searched evry inch of d staff room,bt couldn’t find it( kept makin remarks,telling us it never happens). Durin his search he evn asked m if I hd submitted it. I told him,yes sir,very much so..( told him d exact date n time of submission,evn givin details bout d folder n d kind of paper I hd written m assignment on)
I thought since he s nt gonna find it,so he”l ask m to remake it.

After some 15 mins of his search he finally said- cnt find it here, dnt knw whr it hs been misplaced??( I ws like- dnt worry sir,it happens). I ws bout to say – I’l make it again sir.

Bt wht happened next ws incredible, he said – it isn’t here, bt dnt worry( haha..y wud i??) I”L GIV U MARKS.

HOLY CHRIST..WHT..U”L WHT?? BT HW?? Hd m mouth wide open…u’l giv m marks fr an assignment dat ws nt just nvr submitted bt nvr made,u’l mark m fr something dat ws just a thought. I ws on cloud 9,cudnt hv asked fr more.

All I wanted ws some extra time to make d assignment, bt wht I got ws more dn deserved bt dn who cares..m intentions wer good, bt m actin ws SUPERB( wht say sonali)

NB - I LATER TOLD AL M FRENDS BOUT DIS ENDEAVOUR N EVRYBODY WS LIKE YEAH,U CN DO IT.

FR U SONALI- SORRY YAR.
FR DR.KAWATRA- TRICKED U SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SURPRISE

Its 5 mins past 3 in d mornin..n stil dnt feel like sleepin..feel so active..much more dn I evr cn be at 9 in d mornin..hv got hooked to dis blog thing( drawback of hvin laptop n net connection 24*7)….

Hw do u deal wn u see something in front of ur eyes n ur eyes wont believe it or worse ur brain wont let ur eyes believe it,wont secrete any neurotransmitter,no coordination between muscle n nerve fibres( damn,I do talk like a zoology graduate),forcing u to believe u r in a surreal world. I witnessed something like dis.

Feel vibrations,reach out fr cell..cnt b alarm(dnt usually put dem)..ohh must be a call..look at d screen…no. n name flashes..MEREN..look at d time, stil nt wantin to open eyes..wht??? 8 in d morning..y is she callin so early in d morning( yeah,quite early fr m..keepin in mind d first line of dis post, i.e.i sleep late in d night or early in d morning ),doesn’t she knw I hate getting up in d morning, anycase hd to attend d call..

Meren – hello.
M – ya,hi meren??
Meren – hey,wht u doin??( ofcourse sleepin meren..dnt u knw it)
M – sleepin yar
Meren – hey,listen,I hv some prob,something’s wrong
M – y??wht happened??( just hopin it isn’t dat serious,cud sleep fr somemore time)
Meren – cnt tl on phone,iam standin at ur hostel reception,just come down.
M – ( wht..shit,wil hv to go down nw( three floors)..bt y???y m god!!!!! Aaj hi hona tha ye,jab mei 5 baje soe hu).
Reluctantly,gets up frm d bed( dint wash face evn…nahi toh baad mei neeind kaise aaege..stil considerin her prob’s nt gonna be a big event ),go to reception,walk towards her.
M – yeah,meren tl m nw..whts wrong( stil half asleep)
Meren – I hv some blah blah blah..( smiles at m..cn see she’s fakin it)
M – ( a bit annoyed) – meren,dnt fool around,tl m whts wrong.

N dn dat something happened,see someone comin inside d door..i give her a look..ohh,seems like I knw her,looks like one of m frend( n dn I turn bck to meren to ask her porb).she smiles bck,.no..starts laughin,MEREN too bursts into laughter..iam confused,irritated to d core,angry...whts dis happenin..isnt it supposed to be a serious session wd meren tlin her prob..n dn an active neuron( must be a hardworking neuron,,stil workin) responds..ohh HARSHA,its u…wht u doin here..arnt u supposed to be in hyd,getting ready fr ur class..( I gotta tl here-HARSHA,studies MBA in hyd n her comin to delhi cud nvr hav been possible n it tuk m long time to figure out whts happenin)
HARSHA-hahhah..hehehe..yeah,its m..n dn dat word – “SURPRISE”
Yeah, u bet,IAM surprised.

Three of us dn walk to m room..i tl dem to sleep fr sometime( evrytime someone comes to m room..deres one ritual I follow…”lets sleep fr sometime”)..annoyin both of dem..i hvnt come frm hyd to sleep – harsha…yeah, I knw ( thoda late nhi aa sakti thi)..so get ready..go to college to meet teachers,juniors,endin up surprising everyone..dat same word again SURPRISE..
END OF PART – 1.

( SECOND PART IN NXT BLOG-do u think harsha wud just come fr 1 day..naah!!!!!)

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Beautiful lines..nvr paid attention to dis song frm lakshya..bt nw cn relate to it –

Kitni baatein yaad aati hai

Tasveerein si ban jaati hain

Main kaise inhein bhooloon

Dil ko kya samjhaaun

Kitni baatein kehne ki hai

Honton par jo sehmi si hai

Ik roz inhein sun lo

Kyun aise gum-sum ho

Kyun poori ho na paayi daastaan

Kaise aayi hai aisi dooriyaan

Dono ke dilon mein chhupa hai Jo ik anjaana sa gham

Kya ho paayega woh kamKoyi kya kahe

Dono ne kabhi zindagi ke Ik mod pe bhi jo paayiHai kaisi woh tanhaaiKoyi kya kahe

Kitna viraan hai ye sama

Saanson mein jaise ghulta hai dhuwaan

Kaisi aayi hai aisi dooriyaan

Kitni baatein yaad aati hai

Tasveerein si ban jaati hain

Main kaise inhein bhooloon

Tumse aaj yun milke dil ko Yaad aaye lamhein kal ke

Ye aansoon kyun hai chhalkeAb kya kahen

Tumne hamko dekha jo aiseToh ik umeed hai jaagi

Phir tumse pyaar paane kiAb kya kahen

Aa gaye ham kahaan se kahaan

Dekhe mudke ye dil ka kaarvaan

Kaisi aayi hai aisi dooriyaan

Kitni baatein kehne ki hai

Honton par jo sehmi si hai

Ik roz inhein sunlo

Kyun aise gum-sum ho

Kitni baatein yaad aati hai

Tasveerein si ban jaati hain

Main kaise inhein bhooloon

Dil ko kya samjhaaun

Wish someone else too relates to dem…

BARISTA

wht do u do at BARISTA??? Wht a lame ques..right???? Ofcourse, hv a coffee!!!!!! Well.ders a lot more u cn do at BARISTA. If ur wd ur frends..u cn play TRUTH N DARE n hv some FUN…wd d same intention,m,deepti n purvi started playin it..oh no,dint play it,just gave purvi a dare..

Well,a truth highly acknowledged – purvi gets attracted to opposite sex in a sec..( n if d guy is a bit cute dn d time consumed is in microsec.) I sometimes wonder,hw cn someone sit alone in barista n gulp coffee…2day I knw d ans,so dat pranksters like us,cn hv some helluva time!!!! So, dere he ws...he??? d guy v targeted(nt coz he ws damn sexy or cute,bt der ws no one sittin alone bt him). So,der ws D DARE..purvi hd to go to him n get his name n no.written on d tissue paper ( provided free ). Wd all preparations( yeah,u need preparation fr it,dnt wanna look a fool ) n much ponderin..purvi headed fr her mission..

With al confidence,she approached him n said some blah blah..( dint tl us wht al she talked ) bt I wonder wht al she talked, given it took her 7-8 mins…I thought she’l definitely get d no.( she has a phd in it )..she came bck to d table v wer sittin only to surprise us..d guy dint giv his no.( a shock fr al of us.more dn shock,an insult..humiliation..hw dare he??)..only his name,which by d way purvi cudnt recollect ( she hd all her focuss on his no.). I ws like-wht???. Sud hv seen d look on deepti’s n purvi’s face. Bt never mind..lets do something else ws m response..( cudnt let him go just like dat ).

Nxt thought- wht to do nw?? watching FRIENDS,fr hrs finally paid..remembered a scene whr two guys send RACHEL n PHOEBE some drinks only to end up hvin conversation wd dem n finally managing to get RACHEL’S no. cn try it here..( forgot its INDIA by d way ). Next – go to d counter n ask d manager dere to send a MUFFIN ( pretty cheap..n cnt spend more dn dat on a guy,who refused his no.) to dat guy sittin alone wd white t-shirt..d manager gives a sheepish look( might hv encountered something like dis fr d first time)..changes it to a smile ( manager sud hv been d target ). Confirms d guy wd us n goes to deliver d muffin. Nw,hw do v look at him,he s nt visible..lots of ppl blockin d view..turn by turn get up n take a look…n dn a sudden rush of adrenaline in d body..waitin fr d guy’s reaction..cud feel d anxiety..

5 mins,10 mins.15 mins, Whts happenin..is he nuts..hsnt he evr talked to girls??? Is he gay??? Three of us getting wild..thought he too wud send us something to drink..or atleast a muffin..ders he comes..again d same adrenalin rush..goes to d counter..orders something..ofcourse ‘hamare liye hi kia hoga’..nice guy..sporty kinda..( later realized,used wrong adjectives fr him) so,lets sit fr somemore time,paise wasool kar ke jaenge…stil waitin..n dn d delivery guy gets confused bout a drink..who ordered it?? N fr whom..yeah.its fr us( instant reaction by al three of us ). Wht do u do wn its nt ur day?? D GUY ordered it fr himself..kya???? bt hw,y..nt possible…something definitely wrong 2day…so much frustration in three of us..cnt take it anymore..lets go bash him..dn thought,he nvr asked fr d muffin..so cnt go n humiliate him..bt v too cnt leave barista like dis..raat ko neeind nhi aaege..or frends ko kya bolenge - v let d guy go just like day…so took a tissue paper( again..yeah )..wrote -
THOUGHT OF HVIN SOME FUN,BT U SPOILT IT,ANYWAYS BYE( WROTE IN A BIGGER FONT SIZE,hope he got d sarcastic tone )

Dnt knw,if it actually bothered him..bt satiated our already hurt ego..

Really thought of hvin some fun,thought he wud reply bck,wil hv a conversation by exchanging tissues,bt he dint realize..may be its his first time..might hv got bhav fr d first time frm a girl..whtevr,spoilt our mood..left barista cursin him n his drink..who drinks a yellow coloured,shit lookin drink by d way???
ANY GUESSES???

Here comes m first blog…wht better day dn sonali’s bday celebration..i dnt knw whts makin m write dis( I guess d feelin of nostalgia..which hs become a part of life nw..n which comes into play evrytime I meet m best frends )…

Bday celebrations are dose days wn V ALL meet ( coz nobody cn pretend to be busy n evrone is supposed to be dere )…n v celebrate dem in a diff style..wd all X – factor into it….v all sink into d craziness ( innate quality in each one of us )..ooh i sud hv told b4, by ‘ALL”,”V”,I mean m,sonali,harsha,meren,kapil n anil…though harsha ws missin dis time..( she s in hyd doin MBA ). I wanted to go to IIT-D fest.( nt to meet anyone,as m frends thought so…coz I nvr evr showed any interest in goin dere..so wn dis time I mentioned it dey thought I wanted to check out someone..heheh!!!!!! …yeah..dat cud hv been a possibility bt nt dis time…) n also I thought v cud celebrate it at Kapil’s place n roam arund in d night,bt m all dreams of just roamin arund late into night n dat too south delhi,doin nothing else, were shattered by none other dn Sonali( she ws busy as usual wd her pre plans ),so instead of bangin m head at IIT rock night,I ws to go to her home,wd no parikrama..bt bein wd m frends ws d only thought in m mind..so I let parikrama go off m head. So v all went to sonali’s home( m,sonali,meren , anil n kapil ws supposed to come directly to her place aftr his colg). It had been rainin in delhi fr 2 days n I just prayed dat it stops,bt as it turned out it dint,another prayer goes unanswered by god!!!! Nevertheless ,v made a move.. vry nicely reached sonali’s home despite drizzling,courtesy Delhi Metro..made ourselves comfortable at her place n started hoggin..yeah,v all r superb at it..cn eat anything anywhere..n her mother like evry mum is so fond of makin her daughter’s frends eat as much as possible n nt as much as dey cn…n dn I went n sat in front of T.V…d thing hated by all bt nt m..like evytime sonali switched it off n made us move out..though her mother asked us to go n buy her cornflour..( she ws makin Chinese fr us ) bt I blame sonali fr nt letting m watch one of m fav series..FRIENDS..v went out n got mud all ovr our jeans( delhi aftr rain..or I must say UP..sonali’s home..) bt kapil came in d mean time..so forgot bout mud n dint crib..came bck to her apartment..cut d cake ( a ritual which I don’t understand..),got hundreds of pics clicked..( v fond of dat ) wd bday caps on our heads( my idea.my idea!!!!! Hheh…), had a huge dinner,leavin no space in stomach evn fr water n dn came dessert turn..went out again to Nirula’s n had our fav ice creams…a perfect timing…a drive in d car in d night wd a little rain al ovr d place..PERFECT..n dn m fav part..( although dis time it ws too short lived)- d ghost stories..one of d many things v do wn v all meet…roamin in d night down her apartments wd perfect weather ( darkness,rain,cool breeze) aha!!! – no ghost stories lover cud ask fr more…bt again lack of good ghost stories n lack of clothes on anil n kapil’s bodies( dnt go wild,both of dem wer wearin tees n shorts..unlike m,meren n sonali- dressed up in full length pyjamas ) ruined d moment n dn got to her apartment..talked a bit ( our fav time pass ) n slept ( very very unusual fr m n sonali)..n dn came d morning..kapil had left early morning fr his colg…b rest of us stayed bck to go fr an outing or ws it picnic…BT..d lazy bums cudnt get ready on time or dint want..( dnt knw )..so stayed at her apartment…n dn it ws time to hv some fun,do some crazy stuffs…turned on d computer…switched on d digicam,put it on video mode..and d wildness ws again resurrected in each one of us…made a video on “ZEHREELAY “song frm d movie ROCK ON ( unanimously fav song frm d movie…heheh!!!!!! )..hd to make a video on it..( being zoology graduates had a place fr dat song in our hearts..heheh!!!!!!...ppl frm hansraj zoology dept wud understand it better..yes guys???hw cn I miss PRAKASH SIR here..taught us bout snakes n made us give presentations on diff snakes…yeah believe m,he did dat…)…wd black,yellow n blue costumes ( designed by none other dn us) to match d lyrics..(hope everyone hs heard d song )n with m on drums,sonali on keyboards( though she played it like harmonium),meren d guitarist n anil d lead singer ( v all pretended to play dese instruments…so dnt think v all r so talented..) n wd all d animations frm us(to go wd lyrics ) made a perfect video..( wish I cud make everyone watch it ) n one more video on PICHLE SAATH DINO MEIN,again frm ROCK ON,performed like v hv our own band( bt v do hv our own band..its called JIGERS and shortly wil be performin anywhere our sponsors tl us..only wn v hv one..)…had lots of fun wd meren givin her special performance as usual…( bt missed kapil n harsha here..wish u guys wer dere ) n d most interesting and new thing happened dis time..al dis talking,dancing,singing,sleeping,video making r usual stuffs v do 2ghtr bt dis time dere ws a new add on ( I hv to put it in caps ) SWIMMING – first time v went swimming,meren cajoled us..bt good she did dat..it ws so much fun( took us time to decide wht to wear)..it had rained d night b4 so getting into d water took lot of courage frm us…learnt few swimming techniques frm sonali( she hs been learnin it )…had hell of a good time..cudnt get pics clicked ( dat stupid guard dint knw hw to operate a digicam..n cudnt make him learn it )…came bck,got ready.made n had magi( our fav dish)..n finally it wstime to leave her place( thing I hate d most..y do v hv to leave..cnt stay like dis forever???...hv no ans here..) n sulkingly said goodbye to sonali( she hd to meet someone at M block,GK – 1..yeah,d recent blast site ),m,anil n meren came 2ghtr ( v live near by in north campus) n at last reached bck to m hostel( home fr fours yrs..dnt knw hw dese yrs went off so quickly..looks like came here yesterday..)
No matter hw much time I spend wd dem,it never satisfies m..life seems to be so tension free wn v r 2ghtr..only thoughs swingin in our heads-lets dance,lets talk,lets go fr walk,lets do dis..blah blah blah. Cheers to our friendship.

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