One night @ IIT ..... an Eight point someone story

That night- I will remember for my entire life! It wouldn't have been different frm a typical night if God hadn't decided to make that one wish come true.... Hmm.. among all those that I asked Him.. that had to be the one to be granted.!

Last semsester@IIT, few days from submission day of final thesis..

No, I didn't ask God for results, even though that was what I should have asked for! Sigh! How much I regret!... All those colourful graphs illustrating that the algo I devised is 200%-500% better than all the existing algos devised by all those nerds frm all over the world..! That was exactly what I should have asked for! That was not.

Frustration which used to sit in my head took control of my central and peripheral nervous systems. Same was the story wid the lady who stayed in the room opposite to mine.. This madam who was frm structural engineering, also happened to be the maintenance secy for the most ancient and historic monument in IIT -- our hostel which is more than 60yrs old. She was doing a project on designing some earthquake resistant structures. (Infact her neighbor's project is far more interesting.. involves collection of samples (leachate) from landfills and analyzing them. But it doesn't fall under the scope of our story. Lets discuss this later) Same situation, same story for all... no results.

@3.AM I returned from the lab to the hostel (topmost floor).. as usual.. to find something unusual. Light was still on in this lady's room and she was struggling hard to keep her eyes open, cursing everything on earth she can spell, trying to arrive at some design which can stand earthquakes. I tried to figure out what she was doing. She seemed to have put some roller skates under the building's legs (oh sorry.. pillars) so that the building only dances to the rythm of the quake and does not fall. She was simulating earthquakes on her PC and her structure was dancing always at some awkward angle. She was fighting to get those angles right. I found it amusing rather. I suppressed a laugh. He he.. she had to be our maintenance secy! She flared her nostrils in defence and argued about how the structure entirely moves with the earthquake due to the roller skates rather than bending unevenly and breaking. She later lectured abt the precision required in the design and how efficient, the design would then be! It was 3.30AM. We had no energy left in us. We were both struggling to keep our eyes open, to manage to get some performance curves (or angles.. whatever) and we were both in deep frustration. So peace had to prevail. We pitied each other and patted each other's backs.

Then it all began.. We started with cursing... everthing on earth we know. Then we were trying to figure out what to do. There was nothing that could be done. It was 4 AM and we decided to sleep. I went to my room and was hoping to wake up early.. to put in some worthless effort.. and wish for some miracles to happen. Miracles don't happen... atleast in our lives. If we were so unlucky.. so be it! I wished I had vanished frm the earth before I had to face the day.. I wished maybe some earthquake destroys the whole of IIT and I get saved frm the day... The thought was soothing. My burning eyes fought the resistance and won. It was 4.12AM

(@4.40AM roughly) Someone was banging the door. I hated that. 'Its Radhika and Neelima' .. those girls were yelling. 'Open the door! Immediately!'.
(I hate you guys) 'Pl let me sleep.. I hardly slept!'
'Come on! open the door! Now!'
'What is it? I want to sleep!'
(some internal discussion happened outside and they yelled together) 'Its XXXX's bday and we should go down and wish her.. Common fast! FAST! Just open the door!'
'(Kill me! I give a damn!) Hey pl.. I need to sleep. Will join u guys in few min'
Those girls were angry outside. 'OPEN THE DOOOR NOWWWWWW!!!'
I had to wake up and unlatch the door. Those girls pulled me out and took me down. N started..

'There was an earthquake now! Didnt you even know? We all got up frm bed. It was so severe. Mud was falling from the walls, the bed moved, everything fell off my desk. I was shocked. Didn't you even know'

'WHATT??? My sleep was then gone!'

I looked around. The entire hostel was there. Even the lady who was designing the earthquake resistant structures was there.. completely lost! .. She found everything vibrating, things falling off her cupboard.. and it took 15 minutes for her to realize it was an earthquake!. This madam who was simulating earthquakes for the last few months, apparently felt the first earthquake in her life!

N my situation... I was under heavy doses of frustration and sleeplessness. The earth and my hostel were all shaking under me and I had no clue! N that was exactly what I asked for about an hour ago! Oh my God! Did the earthquake occur in AP too? Are my parents and sister fine? I called them and checked.

Later, Radhi and neelima started describing.. the earthquake, how mud fell off frm the walls of the building and how they felt it might collapse and decided to run outside the building.. found that I was still sleeping and decided to take me along at that time! (Cant appreciate them enough) They decided not to tell me about the quake coz they thought I would panic (Did they think that it would give me a heart attack? Most likely. They don't know how earthquake resistant my sleep is :p) and decided to tell that it was a frens' bday and take me down!! I love u guys!

Most unbelievable thing was.. I wished for an earthquake at @4AM and it came true in less than an hr! I cant tell you what my reactions were. Just imagine and have a laugh!

(we later had tea and examined how earthquake non-resistant our hostel was!)

and so is my blog.... ;)

My life is so empty...!

..n so is my mind
(Wait..I said 'mind', NOT brain)

Did you expect anything different in my blog??

May our gray matters rest in peace ;)

With fond remembrances....

I press rewind button...

Well,.. everything that is entwined with my memories deserves a place in my blog too..

Hope to c u soon! :p

A blogger fren of mine, read this book 'P.S. I love you' by Cecelia Ahern, also watched some movie based on the book and wrote this 'hopeless' post :p

I will not throw all my reflections and reactions to the post here... But the post did push me into thinking that .. when I leave this world, I definitely shouldn't be leaving you ppl entirely and once for all (n more.. so easily)...
This whole thing has a point.

I thought... if I were to leave a note to all u ppl, for u to read after I will be gone,... hmm...what should that contain...?!

I know u all well.. Is that too hard to decide? :p .. I know what I should write ..

N moreover, it definitely doesn't need a website and stuff to convey 'this' to you... You better read it in my blog rather than from some damn website..

It would say:




'If u r happy that I am gone,... I am waiting for you, old one! :p :p :p'



Ha ha

My roomie's story...

Before I start to tell you her story, there are 2 things you should know about her:
1. She doesn't have a roomie (She is not as lucky as I am)
2. She is the best person in the world.

The story begins....

There lives a fairy princess.. in either of the only two places she now belongs in the whole world - her two cubicles.
N so in our story, there are 2 cubicles.... There is also a 4-km distance between them.

Cubicle1: the heavenly place she was once very excited about... has 2 tables, a chair, a cupboard, a phone and a plug point. The lighting is dim and the temperature is artificially maintained. The ambience is cool :)
Cubicle2: the last thing she likes in this world ... but she somehow ended up living there. she also pays for it :(.. It has 2 beds, 2 mattresses, a cupboard and 2 plug points.. The temp gets automatically maintained due to lack of ventilation..
(Actually, Cubicle2 should have been different from cubicle1, for it is supposed to have a human being (a 'roomie') additionally.. But it is not).

The central character of our story, .. our heroine... gets up in the morning (not exactly) in cubicle2. And cubicle1 awaits her... She has a 'laptop' which she always carries, cursing its weight (and keeps wondering what to do wid it) ...n a bike which carries her (weight!!!). She travels the 4 km 'loong' journey on her bike.. Our loser thoroughly enjoys the ride.

At Cubicle1 she tries to 'work'. No more will be said abt this.
Work prolongs a day. For our princess, the day is short. She heads 'home'. She again gets very excited about her 4 km journey.. Pity her!
At cubicle2, she wonders if she has really 'worked' and decides to learn 'how to work'. She goes to sleep. The day ends for another morning to come.........

She has many frens.. They have cubicles too.. But our heroine has two when the others have only one!... aand its a 'CUBICLE'. She now authors 'A dummy's guide to cubicle life' for herself ..... She is eager to read it.. :O :!!!

A bugged life

Life has turned. The dream is interrupted.... The sun now shines day and night....... n the midnight oil continues to burn...
I keep getting work...
Yes..
I have become busy now-a-days!!! :(
Not that my work demands so much.... but the loser in me does... I feel glued to my chair since ages ... and my cubicle already seems like a confinement.. An entire month seems to be tightly squeezed into a week.. The whole story is action packed but the movie's fate is a mystery!.... Reality stands right in front of me n forces my eyes open :( Now I see the 'reality'. Am I a little late?
I was made a developer, and I now realize my life is bugged!!!
I have a lot to learn...

There are times innumerable in the recent past, when I felt like a kid.. and wanted to enjoy little pleasures of life...yet again.. :) The best thing of 'growing up' is that, doing things you did as kids gives you much more pleasure now than it then did..! My thanks to all my frens who helped me live that life again.. My past gave me frens whom I can cherish through out my life.. Sadly it also made me part from them. N now I miss them... Every moment here makes me nostalgic. I feel lost!

To add to the misery, a fren of mine who writes a dozen posts a day in her blog [R u reading this? :p :p :p] stopped writing suddenly.. The only thing I can do, sitting in office, to escape work for a split second (I cannot afford more) is refresh my orkut window (now I don't even have to do that..;) or read blogs. I never knew that I could be tortured just by not updating blogs.. What a life!! I would have sued her if I can! How could she do this to me?

N many of my frens who stay nearby don't seem to remember me especially when they make some 'treat' plans :p {I made my lists.. though}. Some make movie plans (I mean only plans :p) N some of them, take 'pain' to scrap ... only to increase their scrap count :p :p They accuse me of such obsession.. but donot realize they have been counting my scraps all the time out of JEA***** :p. Some of them are both near and far.. :(( I shall give them some shocks soon.. Some of them are really far... (can't help.. Keep scrappin/calling ). The only relief I have is this lady with 'erratic thoughts'.. She doesn't stay quite far .. n gives me a welcome whenever I need..
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My new best fren, my Honda activa did me a big favour by making my office hours flexible.. The beauty and beast... my latest obsession. Though it demanded a lot of wait and weight... it made them both a pleasure :)

With things going on this way, all I ask of life is to teach me how to laugh at myself..

P.S: There is a lot of exaggeration here.. This post deserves it all :p

AN UPDATE: The movie is UTTER FLOP!!

Now I am a LAZY GENIOUS :p

I found this community 'Lazy Genious' in orkut .. :D
I have already joined all '*Lazy*' communities I found there.. (Believe me .. it didn't take much effort:) )
But this one has an additional requirement :O
Hmm......
I am sure I 100% fit into 50% of it..
I am not sure if I fit atleast 50% into the rest of it ;)
So ... Shall I Join / shall I not ?
If I think too much abt this.. I will not even qualify for the first condition..... ;)
I better click 'Join' and forget
Now do I qualify for the second half?
What do u say? :p ;)