The Hangover !!

Yesterday was one of the more hectic days of my holidays . Drove some 100 Kms and was damn tired till the night . Wanted to sleep early but facebook , Windows Media player and Gtalk kept me awake till 3.30 am .  Finally i called it off and slept thinking that i would get up by around 2.30 – 3 pm .

While i was dreaming of Deepika padukone and Drew Barrymore i heard a nokia ringtone in between . It took some 5-6 seconds to realize that my phone was ringing . It was 10 am and i was asleep like horses . I saw the caller id.Some ‘ Ankit Garg‘ was calling me . Why is he calling me at 10 am ? Doesnt he know that i getup at 3 pm . As**h**le .

Some how i picked up the phone . Garg sahab was in gurgaon . Just 5 minutes from my place . He just TOLD(yes… told.. didnt ask! ) me THEY(Ankit Garg , Bikram) were coming to my house and they would pick me up go for a movie.  I agreed as i was so much bored being total vella these holidays .

I took bath , cleaned up my messy study room and deleted my internet history(Though  i had nothing to delete , but i wanted to show them that i am prepared and smarter than them  ) .

We decided to go to Ambiance Mall to catchup the latest flick , Hangover , (Now u get it, the title of the post was Hangover   ) .We called our another friend , Ankit Ahuja who was busy making plans for this date.He gave us lame excuses for not coming . We already knew about the date thing , but he didnt know that we knew it(Bit confusing .. yea.. pyar hai he confusing ) ..We called him up , made fun of him , abused him , cursed him and then left him to his newly found office love .

The show had stated at 2 pm and we were at the ticket counter at 2.15 . We took some 5 more minutes to decide that whether we should go for it or not . The ambiance(read crowd ) FORCED us to buy the tickets . We joined the long queue for the tickets . Luckily two Gorgeous looking girls joined us (behind us) . Garg Sahab was really happy that they would sit with us and he would have a chance at them . When our turn came we sublimely  hinted(giving Rs 20 to him as a tip ) the ticket walah to give these girls the seats next to us .  I think one of the girls heard us and gave me a huge smile . I was bit embarrassed , but then realized that its ok . I don’t know her.. ITS DAMN OK ..

We started moving for the audi 3 where the show had already started . The security guy asked for the tickets . This was the time we realized that we had left the tickets at the counter itself (moh maya u see ). Me and Garg Sahab rushed to the counter just to see the ticket walah and those girls smiling at us  for our foolish act

We entered the hall. It was pitch dark . I shouted “  **** <censored>  koi hai bhi yaha pe “ . When i moved bit further , i saw the hall was full (90% full !) . We started looking for our seats . We were to sit in J row. Somehow in a hurry and excitement (you know for what ) we sat in the I row. (’I’ and ‘J’ are so similar   ) . There was fight as to who would sit at the corner seats . Finally i played a trick and won . Now i was expecting some one there . But to my surprise some old couple came and sat besides me (I have huge respect for old people … but then..crap.) . We abused the ticket walah for few minutes  and then finally gave up to the comedy at the screen .

Intermission was the time for some introspection as to what went wrong . Bikram went to buy some popcorn . Me and Garg Sahab looked around just find that they were sitting just behind us… Damn.. We checked the tickets and then the row in which we were sitting . They both blamed me for the whole thing as i was the first one to tell the rows to them .

The movie was okish (No movie can beat American Pie   )  . We moved out of the mall . Doing some bird watching (Not me.. these two guys did… i was just following them !) . After some time i told them my theory , which eventually they agreed FULLY to. The effect of recession was clearly visible (only for those who get it ).

The next stop was dominos . We ordered a large and a medium pizza . We really had to open our belts to finish those . It was so damn heavy .  After that we just abused , made fun and cursed our dear friend Ankit Ahuja for not turning up and giving lame excuses . (who said only girls do that ?? )

These guys then dropped me to my house . I bid them good bye and thanked them for the amazing time .Next one is planned for this friday. Lets see what we do then . (I will keep you all updated !)

PS – You would be wondering why am i calling Garg as ‘sahab‘ . Its because he is one of those who plans these things , class trips , night outs , lunches , daaru party and outings , all of which eventually fail .

PPS – What about our dear friend’s date ?? I scared him that we are following him to Sahara Mall(he was secretly going there) where he was heading, so he changed his plans at the last moment , just to finish with a game of tennis with her . (though he is claiming to have had a awesome time .. but we know the TRUTH )

PPPS – Bikram and Garg sahab , from next time please dont come drunk to my house !

PPPPS – Yes , Garg sahab and Bikram tried their hands at my computer . Searching for my saved passwords and Internet history . Its high time they realize  whoz the daddy

PPPPPS – Garg sahab , i had key logger installed in my Computer  . So i have your password now . I haven’t read ur emails or saved chats as that matter . But please from next time dont have ‘password’ as your password

Summer Internship- Day 1

I had been waiting so long for my 6th semester exams to get over, and finally they got over on 26th May. Now it was time for my summer internship. I was going to intern at the IT department of a government organization (Name of the organization withheld !!). I was briefed by some of my seniors that this organization is very lenient with its summer inters and don’t pressurize too much. I was really hoping that their words are true

The final acceptance letter which I got from the organization said that the reporting time was 9.00 am sharp. I woke up at 7 am, took a good bath and had my breakfast. It was already 8 am and I was late, considering the Gurgaon -Delhi traffic, that too in the office hours. So I quickly packed my bag (took the important documents) prayed for 5 minutes and left for the office.

The IT department here has two blocks, the old block and the new block. So as Murphy’s Law states I reached the wrong block. The interns have to report to the new block and I reached the old block.

There are obvious disadvantages of having so many flyovers in Delhi. Take a wrong turn and you end up driving 5 more kms (considering the heavy traffic… it’s a pain!!). It was already 9.15 and I was late on the first day itself. Took the next available U-Turn and reached the new block at 9.30.

I was to report the Mr.X the General Manager, IT Department (Again  … Name withheld ). I went to him and introduced myself. He told me to wait for Mr. Y as he would allot me the group and the project. I asked the chaiwahah there and he told me that Mr Y usually comes at 10, and so I have to wait for him.

Ahhhh…  that was such a relief. I didn’t miss anything and was not late anymore   (God Bless the babu culture!!) . Mr Y was dot on time. He was in the office a full 1 minute before the Radio Mirchi’s RJ announced that its 10 am.  After he settled down I went up to him and introduced my self. He told me that I have to first sign a format acceptance letter before I could join. He then asked me to take the letter from Mr Z, sign it and give it back to him. The same chaiwalah told me that Mr Z comes at around 10.30 or 10.45.

I then went to the guests room, took up the days TOI and started reading it. The chaiwalah again came in and told me that Mr Z would not come today and I need to take the letter from Mr. P. (Luckily Mr P comes on time i.e. at 9am). As soon as I was about to get up I realized that there are some more interns present there. I was happy that I was not the only one waiting .We all went up to Mr P , signed the official letter and then gave it to Mr Z .

Mr Z the asked us what we could for the organization!. We all came up with all the weirdest ideas of our lives . He told us to divide ourselves in 2 groups and then decide what we project we would do. We all 6 inters then decided that the 1st group would make a website for them (using PHP) and my group would make a website for internal use (using .net) .

We told this to Mr Z and he was ok with it. Then he asked me if I knew some one in the organization . I told that one of my relatives is working here. As soon as I told Mr Z my relative’s name, he took out his mobile and asked me-

Mr Z – “yehi number hai”?? (Showing the number in his mobile)

Me – “Yes sir… yehi hai “!! (After checking the number in my mobile)

Mr Z calling someone..

Mr Z – ” haan bhai.. ye kis ko bhej dea hai tune…. “(With a smile)… “tune mithaye to khilaye nahi kal .. aab internship karwa raha hai relative ki! .. ” aaj he khila warna abhi rook dunga iss ki internship… ” !!

lolz… this was amazing … Mr Z and my relative were one the best friends in the office (according to Mr Z ) . He then told all the interns to go and come the next day and asked me to sit down . It was a bit embarrassing for me… But I was happy too..

After every one went.. he asked me if I was interested in making a database for Finance department. I HAD to say yes. Giving me a CD , he told me that it contained the last 5 year records of the finance department and I have to make the database for this using either SQL or Oracle .After giving me some more details he asked me to report next week with a prototype !(a prototype in a week… man are you kidding ??)I greeted him and just pushed off from there.

It was so hot and i was damn hungry. Luckily the office campus had a Bikaner sweets shop. As soon as I entered the eating area, I ran toward the seat which was just under the AC .Finished my day with a special thali and a glass of Lassi.

Finally my Day one was over.. Now the real work starts…. have to make a prototype till next Tuesday and submit to him with full documentation! . Have to work hard now…

Would update the blog soon…

Bye

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Happy Birthday to me ! :)

To start with  i would like to thank all my friends who wished me , gave me buddy bumps and to all those who didnt ask for a treat

As a child i always waited for 16th Jan to arrive . I would start counting days from the very next day after the new years. But off late i have lost the charm of the birthday . I didn’t wait for16th Jan this time . And when the calendar actually showed the date it was a just another day for me , except the phone calls , sms’s and the Gtalk pings for the wishes.

The Birthday started with huge number of phone calls from friends (Jasmeet was the first one the call….  ) sms’s and my “thanks a lot” reply . Some people also called up at 3am and 4am . I really have no grudges against any of you but i really prefer people calling me before 2am.To my surprise of my oldest friends settled in Boston also called me up. Some nostalgia moments

It was college time now. As soon as i entered the college i could hear the usual “maaaarroooooo” sounds from behind . I looked behind and some IT people were running towards me . In a split second i began my sprint but just to evade to the canteen where there were double the number of people waiting for me  ! I was bashed up by some and ‘left‘ by some (beta tum loogo ka bday bhi aane wala hai… tab dekhna ) .

Then it was a usual happy birthday greetings from all the class mates . Some even went to the extent of stopping a class in between , standing up and singing the “Happy Birthday to you” song . Thanks a lot guys .

I treated some of my friends , some still left (every one wants a party in this recession time.. yaaro samjha karo .. paise nahi hai !) . Would treat half of them in CP tomorrow . Got book bank today for this semester. Had to carry some 100kg load back home . What a birthday gift .

I am now 20 years ‘young‘ and have been advice by mom and dad to behave like one . I am required to be more responsible and leave the ‘childish‘ practices that i indulge in . I would try to do that , but rest assure i would be the same ‘me‘ who you all know !

Thanks Shruti for opening a Birthday thread on Pagalguy.com and ‘getting‘ people to wish me . Thanks Nishant for wishing me at 3am when we both were half slept, thanks Durgesh for letting me come before him in the book bank line and saving my 2 hours and efforts , thanks Jassi for giving me missed calls 5 times so that i call you back and you save on your mobile bills, thanks Tarun for treating me with a cup of coffee , thanks Prashant for giving me those pics which i wanted since ages and finally thanks Deeksha (my only cousin sister) for calling me from Dubai and wishing me.

Finally , thanks to all those who wished me  , or wanted to but couldn’t .

Love you all

Aayush

Rewind 2008 in Pics ….

My 19th Birthday (January)

Jammu Trip (February)

Vaishno Devi Trip(February)

Haridwar Trip(March)

Holi (March)

Fests in College(April)

4th Semester Over

IPL Match(June)

Mussoorie Trip(June)

Trip to Baroda(July)

Summer Training(July)

Daaru Party ( 15th August)

Bangla Sahib (September)

Diwali (October)

Attendance Short (November)

Cousin’s Marriage (December)

5th Semester Over(December)

What a dream last night !

!@#$$#%$@#%  If any one of you is thinking what is wrong with me , then i must tell u that i am sleep deprived . Have just clocked a median sleep of 3 hr (Engineers are though to have great Quant skills ! ) a day for the last 2 weeks.

But the main reason i was (am)  not able to sleep is the crazy dream i had last night , rather the last night had my sleep with peace (LINUX End Term) .

So now coming to the ‘dream’ straight forward. Its a some what ‘date/love’ story . Characters involved are – The girl  whose name i don’t remember , just that it starts with ‘A’ but had an amazing voice , my cousins , mom and dad and yours truly.

The prelude to this dream is that i was really happy that my Half studied syllabus was the only examined part in the Linux  exam , and was relaxed as two days holidays were “gifted” for  the next exam

8pm – Hit the sack after sacrificing some of my social networking . (Facebook and orkut ! )

The scene is that i am in a movie hall seeing some crappy movie . Right now i am not able to see which movie is this. Just that i am accompanied by a girl who happened to cuddle me.

Some time later i realize that mom and dad are also in the same movie hall are have fixed their eyes on me rather than the movie. But this didn’t stop me from telling the girl not to hold my hand to do some strange things . I don’t know why ?? I was not dreaded of the fact that dad is seeing me doing these things ..!

The movie has just started and i realize that some of my cousins are sitting next to me and giving an embarrassing type of smile . I then introduced them to her , don’t remember what i said , don’t know what she said . But she was happy to meet them.

Started seeing the movie again , i juggling between the screen and dad’s seat to see if he has his eyes on me . ! I was never to my surprise thought what they were thinking about this . Still dont know why !

Finally the movie was over i the scene changes to my study room . Just a open book.. flipping pages .. thinking some thing.. dad came is and asked me ” kaun thi wo ” . And to pretend that i didnt know what he is talking about i said ” kaun ?? !! “..Some smiles passed between us and he leaves .In this 10 degree dilli ki sardi i was drenched in sweat.

I am hearing some strange sounds. just to open my eyes and press the button ” snooze ” .. Bloody its 9 am . 13 hours passed , i have to get back to studies . Next exam is the Database management ,and i just have some odd 15 marks in internals , i need to pass this subject lest degree nahi milege …. Some random thoughts buffling my mind.

In all it was a first of its kind dream for me , but when i shared this dream with some of my friends their reaction was like .. ” mere ko ye dream kitne time pehele aa chuka tha.. but uss main pakada nahi gaya ! P ” . ! Some of my friends were astonished that how come i remember the incidents so clearly . Even i am amazed , may be its just the dream thats making me remember it ! .. Some things are worth remembering ..!! Isnt it ?!

Even i dont know why this strange dream came to me at this time … some divine intervention i believe..!

Suna hai ishq me neend ud jaati hai.. Koi humse bhi ishq kare, Khambhaqat neend bahut aati hai…..

India’s 9/11

In 2001 when United States was attacked , the world was not same any more . US chanegd its entire foreign policy , shook things up , made a new anti terrorist cell and we all can see the results. There has been not even a single blast in US after that .

It makes no difference what label these terrorists have –  Fidayeens, Deccan or Indian Mujahideens. The fact is that a terrorist outfit, calling itself Deccan Mujahideens, has claimed responsibility for the attack, has called the Indian Army and the ATS weak, and has mocked them.But its high time we ,Indians learn some thing from that. Attack on the Taj and Oberoi Hotel is like 9/11 to India. Terrorists have found a new tool and new platform for their activities . Targeting places like Connaught Place in Delhi , they have moved to places of larger importance like the Gate Way of India , Taj Mehal Hotel and the Oberoi . It took NSG 62 hours to ‘get back’ the Taj and the Nariman House(Jewish cultural center ). Terrorists clearly indicated that they wanted US and British citizens when mean they wanted to give a global message . We have lost some of our bravest soldiers the AST Chief and six NSG commandos and many IPS officers . The Death toll is more than 200 at present which is increasing every minute . Mumbai or Bombay what every you like to call it , has been targeted ever since due to its wealth and it being a financial capital of the country.

What have we learnt out of this?? What did we learn from the Parliament attack , the Delhi attacks , the Akshardham Temple attacks ?? Nothing . The security measure are still the same . The police force is still the same . The anti terror laws are still the same , baring few which have been scraped off . Its not the failure of the intelligence agencies or the ATS , its the failure of the entire system. Its a terrorizing political failure .The truth is that we do not have a clear anti-terrorist policy or strategy. What we do have is a knee-jerk reaction to events as they happen. And all is forgotten till the next incident.

India is not prepared because its politicians are not. They would rather remain involved in their petty electoral politics and rivalries while the country is ripped apart by AK 47,  grenades and RDX. Raj Thackeray should remember that commandos from outside Maharashtra helped to clear Mumbai of terrorists. The leaders of the two largest national parties should recognize that the blame game regarding terrorism must stop.This is the time we be united , leave all caste or religion (region being the new thing !) divide and face this ‘terror’ as a united nation a United India . Taj will still stand up in few days , have a lavish New years eve party but this sentiment would(rather should) never wash off. This calls for  a new system a new India .  This is a war on terror against a faceless and fanatic enemy. This war is not for the faint hearted, and can only be won by ruthless action.The battle of Mumbai may perhaps be over and won. But the war is not over, and victory is nowhere in sight.

There are moments in the history of a country when unity is more than a patriotic duty. India stands precisely at that crossroads. The gateway to India lies through the debris of Mumbai and the corpses that lie there. A not to be remembered ThanksGiving 2008 , but for the right reason !

With Love , From College

I am a very regular student at college . Attending most of the classes and practicals , i was expecting a attendance of around 50% with ease . No one in my batch every realized that the final attendance would be put up on the notice board one day and all those who would be short on attendance would be detained from the End Semester Examinations .

One day there was a sudden buzz in the college that the attendance list has been put up . Seeing my name there with a meager 48% was astonishing . And more astonishing (rather relieving )was that there were only 4 people above the 75% minimum attendance mark . This was not the usual site but we all took it lightly.

Next week it was heard that notification letters from college has started reaching homes . Every one was scared . Some guys had bribed their security guards to keep the letter to them selves and not allow the courier man to enter the house ! ( yes .. this time college was sending letters via couriers ). Most of my friends were scared on the parents reaction when they happen to see the letters , more than the risk of not being allowed to sit in the exam ! . All the ‘Bunkers’ , ‘Ashiqs’ , ‘TT players’ , ‘Football dudes’ , ‘ Late morning risers” (like me !) would now be hung at their homes .

Finally i also received the dreadful Letter of ‘appreciation ‘ . The letter is self evident . I am short on attendance , way below the 50% mark . Its not only me who has this hair line attendance , I have 35 guys below me (ohh yes.. i have counted them all). I was having a sound afternoon sleep when the delivery boy rung the bell. Dad opened the door and was handed the same bloody letter .

When i got up i was ‘informed ‘ (yeah just informed !!) about it and was ‘told ‘ to be more careful next time . Dad had already warned me that i would be short on attendance some months back , when i started missing college without any valid reason . In reply i used to say ” college main kuch hota to hai nahi.. iss se better ghar pe he apni neend poori kar lun ” .

But now this has payed its dues and it quiet possible that I wouldn’t be allowed to sit for the End term examinations ! . The news from internal sources is that no one is detained this time and all are safe . But till the time i see the detainee list my self , i wouldn’t get a sound sleep , or unless ‘she‘ comes in my dreams !! . The only consolation i have is that i have 35 odd people below me , and these many students can NEVER be detained . !

Lets hope all is well at the end . I really promise to attend more lectures next semester the promise i make every time and catch up all my “dreamy needs” in the class itself rather than at home !

Suna hai end main sab thek ho jata hai.. aur agar sab thek na ho to samajhna ke kahanoi abhi khatam nahi hue … Picture abhi baki hai mere dost !!

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