V-Day & Fun

On the Valentine’s Day, thought of writing a post after a long break. I’m going to write about the journey of guys (you guys know what). I think this will be biased towards guys (the same problem might be for gals too and as I donno about them I’m going to write it in the perspective of guys). I just wanna make this post a nice read and no place for emotions !!.

Let me write about some common things that happen.

If you treat her nicely, she says you are in L**E with her
If you don’t, she says you are proud.

If you dress nicely, she says you are trying to lure her
If you don’t, she says you are from chennai. (enna raskala, mind it )

If you argue with her, she says you are stubborn
If you keep quiet, she says you have no brains.

If you are smarter than her, she’ll lose face (disgusting)
If she’s smarter than you, she is great.

If you don’t L**E her, she tries to possess you (Yes, I’m really sick of using that word !!)
If you do so, she says you are alike.

If you scold her, you are like a chacha to her
If she scolds you, it is because she cares for you.

If you break your promise, you cannot be trusted
If she breaks hers, she is forced to do so.

If you smoke, you are bad boy
If she smokes, she is a gentle lady .

If you hurt her, you are rude
If she hurts you, you are too sensitive !! and sooo hard to please !

anduke , ivanni avasaram lekunda, chusama , ammayi bagundaa , kassepu happy feel ayyama annattu vundali (dil kush).
hmmm , naa MSIT darling em chesthondo ento !!

The following are some funny discussions that happened ::

After some serious effort during intermediate people try to get into some prestigious universities. But due to the lack of knowledge among the people (even the people who are employees and are well educated too), they don’t know the names of some universities. Among those unknown lies our IIIT-Hyderabad.

Let there be a guy X who got into IIIT-H and his Dad D.

D’s friend : In which univ. did you get admission
X : IIIT-Hyderabad (in bold voice)

D’s friend : I’m not asking about the branch son , but the univ. name (smirking at X)
X : It is the univ. name uncle (I pity you Mr. XXXXXX) , IIIT-Hyderabad

D’s friend : What is it’s full name
X : International Institute of Information Technology !!!!!

D’s friend : What is the fee ??
X : approx. 1 lakh per year

D’s friend : what Mr.D, you got your son a seat by donation (again throwing a smirk, at D this time). He can get into some local college apart from joining there , right ??
X : Starts boasting about IIIT-H and all , then D’s friend out of his modesty (doesn’t really get how good the univ. is) nods his head and greets X.

Coming to Placements :

X : I got placed into $$$$$.
D : Good, now he starts telling the same to his friends.

D : My son got placed into $$$$$.
D’s friend : What !!!! , didn’t he get into satyam/wipro ?? :O

D : No, this is also a good company.
D’s friend : Ohh , But my son got into Wipro !! (this time it is he, in bold voice)

D : Starts giving some hint about how good the company , $$$$$, is.
D’s friend : Amidst (interrupting D), thanks for the sweets (needs a party).

Guys – Gals

I’m gonna scribble about the relation (friend-ship) between guys and gals at first.In my early years or even before I was born , I noticed that there was good relation between the two. Let me quote an example how worse it has been degrading , keeping it in the view of the people who are looking at it.

It was in my 9th class and “Rakhi Day”. So , as usual the legacy of tying “Raksha Bandhan” was going on in the class. All of a sudden , we all heard a call from principal saying “boys, whoever got a rakhi on their hand come and report downstairs in the principal cabin”. One after another went in with anxiety (might be expecting an Ice cream or a Cadbury Dairy Milk) and came out with a crying face. They were back to the class room. I asked my friends , what was the reason for your sad/crying faces. He said that , our mighty principal thought that we were stalking (”sight kottadam”) and that’s the reason we had a “rakhi” on our hand !!, May be due to the effect of the new century !!.

So, coming to the effect of the new century , most of the gals/guys aren’t looking for a good friend but for a bf/gf (that too on USE and THROW prototype or TIME PASS protocol ). Finally, we are on the track of modernity which we all wanted to inhere from the western culture. Modernity in dressing, doing things and all except for good feelings (btw, the westerners are also good at it too and we, very few think of it!! , anyways I don’t dwell much into it). There are movies coming out displaying how well a guy and a gal could be friends , yet again lacking practical depiction. May be both of them lack the move or waiting for the other to make it.

Well, let us talk about the prototype and protocol that was mentioned earlier. Something similar to a film story (design oriented ).

// Declaration

// Objects will be dynamically added , or else this post gets too long and people please don’t bug me for errors , as this is just for fun.

class guy;
class gal;

guy x;
gal y;

// Documentation
/*
Abstract: x sees y somewhere during his patroling for gals , of course posing that he is of super class level [:P]. That’s not a big issue to be concerned about , but all the problem started when y sees x and gives a smile (only god knows whether it was a fake one or not). Then , started the show …
*/

x.school/college = y.school/college = A;

x.classroom/section = y.classroom/section = B;    // Let these A , B etc … already defined [:P]

// “Dil kush” , All happies

// The play back is of the song “nuvvu edikelthe aadikosta suvarnaa … nee inti peru marusta aparnaa …”.

x.sim_card = y.sim_card = IDEA;

// An IDEA can change your life [:P] . Btw, cell phone and sim card gifted to y by our Mr.x [:)]

x.dreams = “Duet/Romance with y”

y.dreams = “Film star$” + “Rich person” (and what not ??)

/*
This goes on … (”manodiki , ade nandi x gadiki papam brain kasta mokalu loki vachesindi aa ammayi valla.”)
One fine day , x proposes y. “Hello , excuse me , enti inka result kosam waiting aa … obvious gaa answer NO baabulu”.
Back ground lo “Golmal Golmal Govindaaa … mosam jaragani chotundaaaaaa …”
*/

x.day_duration = “thinking about y” // back ground lo “manishi bratuku inte … veedi bratuku ante “

y.day_duration = “watching out for another guy like Hrithik “

/*
After some years , y ki marriage fix ayyiddi , bride-groom evaro kadu pakkinti srinu gadu [:P]. edikku lekapote vaade gati ayyadu papam. papam mana y ki aa srinu gadu elantodo telidu (ela telustundi .. eppudainaa pattinchukunte kadaa) , adi eppudo chinnappudu chusindi , malli marriage time lo telisindi vaadu veede ani. ika chusuko naa saamiranga , y ki torture modalayyindi. appudu telisindi y ki enta tappu chesano ani (manam appudu x gaadini “pai nunchi kinda daaka chusam ani “). em chestam y ki ee vishayam ardham ayyesariki anta ayepoyindi akkallaraa , tammullaraa …
*/

y.day_duration = “thinking about x” // back ground lo edupu scene ani marchipokandi [:P] !!

// No hard feelings guys and gals [:)] , this is meant to be fun and that’s all.
// ika story intiki , meru comments ki [:P]…

PS0 : This is the flow of life of some gals who follow the mentioned prototype and protocols , there are also guys who follow the same… so interchanging x and y along with some other parts will do the job (I guess).

PS1 : ee post lo english and telugu kalipi vunnayi , edo oka dantlo raseddam anukunna kani , manaki edi sarigga radu kadaa [:D] … so ila continue ayepoyaa , meru kuda ila adjust ayepondamma.

Pain – It has no name

This is in continuation with the post “My Love for My Love” and in some sense related with “Believe it or not” too !!. So just go through the former one with patience if you haven’t [:)].

You rule every move I make
I know that you can’t read my mind
Yet you know that you are the one …

Ask me what is the problem
I don’t know what the problem is
Well if it is, it’s love , love and love
I can’t stop thinking about it

Do I ever cross your mind
Do you ever wake up reaching out for me
For me it’s happening
I can’t stop thinking about you

I’ve been passing time doing everything
But it’s nothing but acting
I’m forced to fake a smile
It’s egregious wishing and telling

The damn thing is hurting
I’ve been hanging up messing
I feel like slipping away everything

I might find someone else (as you wish to hook me up)
But there is a common problem with all of them
They are not you , my love !!

It’s funny to be pedantic
When love is truly right
And if it is, it never goes off … (my love !!)

This is our 21st century : our communication – wireless ; our telephone – cordless ; our youth – jobless ; our food – fatless ; our relation – loveless ; our attitude – careless ; our feelings – heartless ; our politics – shameless ; and finally , our follies – countless !! .

AIM – accomplish introvert’s mission

I just tried to define it something differently, spare me for any controversies . But I would like to see others definitions too. Coming to the topic most of us have at least one , the so called “AIM” !!. Some people have their aims being smitten by the society and others out of their own interest. Well I’m the one who does not have any aim, may be I should say that my aim was broken. I did not ever dream that it would happen (After all, “hope” is my aim now, believing myself having faith in fate !!) , right now I don’t know what I’m doing and what am I doing for. I’m just going with time. Any ways the most common things that people have in mind in their engineering life is to go for MBA/MS/JOB. Well it all depends on whether one would like to have an austere life or not. People do talk in terms of money they fetch looking forward for a luxurious life. Ultimately it’s useless to have it in excess.

There are people who strive for success (we come across those personalities once in a while in news papers which says that a boy/girl out of his/her own hard work has gone this far to a prestigious position without any support and blah , blah , blah …). All this thing is to make a point that the moment our parents go through such astonishing profiles our day starts as follows.

On one fine day , early in the morning (news paper reaches our home by 6,6:30 AM).

Dad: Heyy idiot wake up.
Child : God damn !! what so special about waking me up early in the morning.
Dad : C’mon read about this article.
Child : Inner voice says “There should be something which shouldn’t happen”.

while reading itself, we anticipate the next scenario.

Child: We don’t say anything apart from keeping the paper aside indicating that we finished reading it.
Dad : Have you gone through it ??.
Child : Yes dad (in a low voice !!).
Dad : Did you ever at least study for your exams with dedication and look at this fellow how determined he/she is !!.
Child : Inner voice says “Ohh god , why all these people study like hell and get onto papers for publicity and all”.
Dad : What are you peering at with a dumb face ??.
Child : I’m just visualizing the moment when your father , reading such articles , asks you the same (laughing !!).
Dad : You can’t do anything except that , Stupid, Idiot …

Suddenly mom enters into the scenario saying “Ohh, stop it. Go and get ready , if not , you are going to miss your bus for the school”.

Child : Walking away as soon as he/she hears mom saying it and in inner voice , “Ahh, mom you saved me from all this. So nice of you !!”.
Dad : (to mom) You come amidst whenever I have a talk with him/her regarding this (child hears this from the bathroom !! and again laughs !!).

Thus, the hot atmosphere ends.

Most of us think of turning out into an IAS/IPS officer in our child hood. So I would like to know if anyone among us is after it right now (I’m not).

PS : I’m vexed , couldn’t find a way to get out of it !!.

Believe it or not !!

I have come across some things while browsing and felt like writing a post putting them.

BOYS are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. The girls don’t want to reach for the good ones because they’re afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead they just get the rotten apples that are on the ground, that aren’t as good, but easy to get. So the apples at the top think that there is something wrong with them, when in reality, they are amazing. That is why we just have to be a little patient find the right girl. The one who takes a chance to find the good, right apple, will come someday…

I think the above thing will be same for GIRLS too. So, what I would like to say is that “True love does not come by finding the perfect person but by understanding the person perfectly”.
Here, by love I mean with anyone/anything , your friends/parents/lover/things.

Here is one more thing that I came across:

This is a small story to set life’s priorities right…

A professor stood before his class and had some items in front of him.

When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.

He then asked the students if the jar was full.

They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar.

He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls.

He then asked the students again if the jar was full.

They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.

Of course, the sand filled up everything else.

He asked once more if the jar was full.

The students responded with an unanimous “yes.”

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand.

The students laughed.

“Now,” said the professor, as the laughter subsided, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.

“The golf balls are the important things – your God, family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions – things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

“The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car.

“The sand is everything else–the small stuff.

“If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued, “there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.

“The same goes for life. “If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you and for those who care for you and finally you will end up losing them.

“Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter.

Then one of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.

The professor smiled. “I’m glad you asked.

“It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a cup of coffee with a friend (who is a golf ball !!).

Oh my friend !!

One of my close friends said “dude !! don’t be too good to everyone , It will hurt you someday”. It might be true (it is !!). Does one think in a way that one being close/good etc, means that he is dumb (a strong NO!!). But one will be so not to make issues (quite simple) so complex because it doesn’t even make sense that every time when someone says something different , then the other one should raise words against him/her. I also find one more thing around , it will be fine for one to make fun of other in any way but when that other one makes fun of this “one” they immediately get annoyed. Why do that happen always ??, If the other person is your friend, don’t he/she have a right to make fun of you sometimes as you make fun of them. Is it that only you should make and the other one should stay calm. So, set aside your so called “ego” with your friends because of which a lot of communication gap arises.

Some issues come up when people talk whatever they think. One can talk anything with their close friends as they know about you and can understand you, but w.r.t. others at least, its very important that you think before you talk (not always!!) because you have no right to hurt the person in front of you with your words. The society is not bothered about how you will be, I mean the way you are (one might talk straight [frankly], some others conserved , some others too much freely etc… ) , its so sensible that when you are living in a society one should live accordingly and has no right to speak/do whatever one wants. Some think of it but they view it in a different way , like , when one is talking he/she thinks that they can be in whatever way they like , but when coming to the person in front of them , they expect them to talk/behave according to the surroundings (”them” to be more particular). The same thing applies for others but not for you!! , How funny it is to think so.

One thing that bothers me is “Does one think of a friend as just a means of time pass (if it is so the one will be in serious trouble someday)”. It also happens so that people just think of friends as possession (I mean for the things getting done or something else). Friends are the best means with whom you can hang out and ask them things you need but it is not the only purpose if you think so. Think of a situation everyone around you avoiding you because of your behaviour etc… Its so obvious that you feel bad and get hurt because you feel that “there should be at least one around me who talks to me irrespective of my behaviour!!” and then you will find a true friend who tells you the things. Its again up to you to think about them and realize. It is foolishness to step into the same track again.

Friends are important to choose and one should be careful enough before calling one your friend because some people can be smart enough that they act through out the time with you. Hence one should not be carried away with their outer nature. A good friend stabs you in front saying the mistakes you do. Some people even say “your character can be decided by looking at your friends” (of course I don’t comment on this [:)]).

Daddy cool

This is about a happiest moment that I had experienced during the exams time and its because of my dearest friend’s arrival i.e. my dad. The moment when he first saw me I was on a bike. I picked him up near the gate and came to the hostel. In the meantime, my friends managed to make my room look better than it usually is because of the mess all over. Here comes “My father” , Samrat who happened to be the first to see him among the people out there, greets him with a “hello uncle !!! baagunnaraa ??”. Then “Kranthi” comes into the picture , well my father used to talk to him on phone but he never knew him by face , he always used to ask about his meeting with kranthi and I guess that that day has come. They both were talking to my dad. Meanwhile I had to go and wake up the people around (charan , girish , ambati etc..). No sooner he saw these guys he wished them “Good Morning” (They just woke up, it was 6:00 PM guys !!). Charan and Girish entered the room and started talking to my dad and asked him for a treat and it was then that he asked “am I disturbing you people in exams time??” , suddenly we all looked at each other faces and laughed loudly thinking that “these parents think that we study for the exams rigorously … poor people !!”. My dad is smart enough to guess it .Anyways he knows all these as he had gone through these days and also I tell him everything (everything !!).

The conversation was going on funnily and in the mean time I was introducing all of my friends in GHEB first floor to him. Here comes “Vijay Bharat” with a Nagarjuna “Hii !!” like the one in the Super movie !! , Thats a moment that you just can’t afford to miss. With Charan saying “aakalii !!” (thats what he generally does) we all went to the coffee shop. Then he asked about some of my other friends , Harshita , Namrata , Navatha etc.. , He met them before he left (he had been here around just for two hours hmmm !!).When he was talking to them , harshi started saying “Uncle I did that just to make fun of him and book him”, because of some funny things that happened on phone between her and my dad ,then he replied “I take them lightly !! don’t worry” (that was his regular style … but that happened to be a blast for her), After spending sometime with them the time for departure has come.

I wondered why was it that he had to leave so early.

I miss my home !!!.

Songs of the week : Savage Garden – Truly Madly Deeply.
Drew Barrymore – Way back into love.

Movies of the week : Ontari – It sucks.
Happy Days !!.

PS : I’m not sure of the title and help me out with this (a post after a long time).

Rahul Dravid – The Wall

His full name – Rahul Sharad Dravid. With a strong technique he has been the backbone for the Indian cricket team. Beginning with the reputation of being a defensive player who should be confined to test cricket, he was droppped from ODIs as he was slow in making runs. Of late , however , Rahul Dravid has defied early perceptions to become the mainstay of the Indian batting line-up in the ODIs as well as in Tests.His nick name “The Wall” has now become the tribute for his consistency. With his technical batting proficiency and stylish strokes he has been one of the main pillars of Indian batting.

Dravid’s amazing run was no triumph of substance over style,though , for he has plenty of both. A classical strokeplayer who plays every shot in the book. He often outscores teammates like Tendulkar in the course of partnerships with them, and while his pulling and cover-driving is especially breathtaking. He is one of the few Indians who average more at aw
ay mathces than at home.He is one among the only three batsmen to hit Test centuries in four consecutive innings.

He was involved in two of the largest partnerships in ODIs with Sourav Ganguly and with Sachin Tendulkar and the only batsman to have been involved in two ODI partnerships exceeding 300 runs.He has the record of the Highest score by a wicketkeeper in a world cup. He was named one of the Wisden cricketers (Wisden group a british media company and is the main publisher of cricket in U.K) for the 1999 World Cup with two hundreds and highest aggregate. He was awarded the innaugural Player of the year award and the Test player of the year by the ICC. He is the first captain to lead India to a Test match victory against South Africa on South African soil.
Hmmmm it goes on as I keep on saying on Dravid (I am a big fan of him )….. lets wish him and his teammates good success in England tour

PS0 : No cricticism on Dravid plzzz ……. of course you can boast him up .

PS1: Bhanu heres the post …. 

My Love for “My Love”

There’s something hiding !! (my love)
waiting for a moment expressing.
Is that you are searching for a reason to be loved
Its just that I don’t even try

One thing you can be sure of
I’ll never ask for more than your love
Its not that I love you because I need you
But I need you because I love you

don’t know what to say
how did I fall in love with you … (so hard !!)
I’ve tried so hard to hide it
But I guess it reveals , when you look into my eyes

When I look at you
I feel something rare
And there’s no one
I know that I can compare

You got something so real
You touched me so deep
You’re all I need , my love
what makes you so different ??

I’d go out of my mind
If you ever left my heart behind
I ought know that I owe my life to .. ….

I Love you Dad !!!!

$$$ … I confess he is my greatest friend in the cue. I and my dad have the greatest time pass by teasing each other . One day (early in the morning !!!! )he woke me up saying that there is something written about you in the paper , I was so excited about that … (about me wowwww ) and finally what he showed me is an article written in Hindu paper about insomnias , nocturnals ( I think you can understand why he showed me that as an IIITian ). I had a word to word with my dad on that time and I was so frustrated that he woke me up in the early morning (bcozz its the time i went to bed) .

He knows me inside out … let it be in studies or whatever, theres something that i should tell you frankly … I hate my bro Surya coming to studies (he studies a lot … keeps on working on books huuuuuu how great to be so) because I hardly open my books (my books seems to be untouched even after the year of the academics). The routine dialogue from my parents “your brother is just one year elder than you … how come that he studies and you not .. learn from him idiot ( ee bobby gadi routine kadha … bobby is my pet name )”.

An awesome cook !!!! On a fine day (my mom was not at home) we got an idea of cooking ourselves and become the great !!!!!! (again dad was cooking and me making fun of him ).The way he was cooking seemed to be so confused and so had a lot of questions in my mind before going for it. But I swear his cook was awesome (in a +ve way).He is an impeccable banker and doesn’t care for no one in his duty (for which i was afraid of   ), he is my best advisor and encourages positive thinking. He is one among that i wish to talk all the day.

Now that this post seems to be endless as I keep on writing on him …..  dad you are my greatest gift in the world.