The Day - May 12, 2012.

May 13/ 2013

It's been a year we graduated, life's very different now. While giving me the degree Dr Grace said 'No more late night studies,' he was right. It was end of late night studies, getting off work early to finish the home work, no more skipping meals and living on monster drinks. Sometimes I miss all that, when I see students in the university, I don't go there often but I don't miss any chance to go there. Two days back I attended the graduation ceremony of few friends, no doubt it was super fun, let me correct myself not as fun as my Graduation day was, I know I will never stop comparing and proving my thing the best and yes I don't like it when people compare my things or me to something else.

I was such a jerk to not write a blog on my Graduation, I remember sis and few friends told me to write one, but it took long to get back to blogging, well I at least started writing again, I am glad. When I was asking the tickets from Dorrie, our favorite International Student adviser, I asked her what time do we come in she said 'the same time as you did,' I was dumbstruck -What time did we go? All I remembered was my stomach ache, it hurt so much, no food for 5 hours, not even water. When we came out of the arena, people were congratulating us and I so much wanted to get out of there and calm my stomach.

I remember sis kept telling me 'Its your day, you have to look the best and you have to party hard.' We didn't have anything decided all we knew was our seniors were going to attend the ceremony, none of our parents had come for the ceremony. It was very nice of our seniors to attend and make it memorable, I felt so blessed to have them when I attended my juniors(not really juniors but they graduated after us, so..)Commencement and realized what their presence really meant.

I remember I got up early at six thirty or seven, keeping in mind my hair have to be straight-straight  like a bamboo stick not like noodles or Shahnaaz Hussain( not insulting her, her hair are great but I don't like them cos I got the same kind of hair). I got ready early because I knew I have to go on Skype and see my parents on the big day, I logged in and saw that they're not online, I called them and guess what, my sister told me they cannot come online because the transformer blasted because of the overload the neighbors put as there  was a marriage in the adjacent house. I cursed the neighbor to death, forget about they were celebrating an important function before marriage and its all dark in their house, my parents couldn't see me on the special day nor they would be able to watch the ceremony online was my sorrow. My elder sister came online and she took pictures and sent to the potter sister and also posted on Facebook, she told me that my hair were too dry and need serum, I rushed to Walgreens and got two varieties of  it, just in case if one didn't work.

Our super senior friend picked us in his SUV, we reached the venue and wore the gown, it was a special feeling, I don't think I can ever feel so proud wearing something but this was it. I was worried that my mood might spoil cause along with me were few unwanted faces walking in the ceremony too..but it didn't effect at all. I was saddened by the fact that everyone's parents were watching the live telecast of the ceremony and my parents were in dark..hah..I now remember they were not in dark, they were attending the neighbors function.

I see the pictures at least once a month and when I attended the ceremony last week everything just came out like live, I was seeing myself walking, so happy waving hands at my friends who were cheering us, taking pictures. I was seeing my juniors and I felt that they sad/tensed or nervous, I was waving hands seeing them but they all were just walking, I actually don't know if they were able to see us in so much crowd.

It was an experience I never want to forget except the stomach ache part. I still didn't see my degree with a feeling of achievement, I only saw it when I had to scan and send it to someone, waiting for Mom to see it first and then I can see it, I know she deserves it more than anyone.

Being Intern.

I always defined a blog  as a long 5-6 paragraphs  small story/incident with unnecessary humor to put a little me in it… so, were there no stories to tell past 2 years? Well they were..a  lot … sometimes I very badly wanted to bitch about my roommates…sometimes cry, recall  every small memory from home..sometimes my struggle to get started in the technical world.

16^th August- 2011, I got my first job Offer  letter which I never even read and said –‘Yes I’ll be glad to join.’  I remember how I spent that day looking at toys in the shopping mall, anything good and expensive I’d look at a thought followed in mind-‘no not now, once I get a job I will,’ not that I didn’t have money but for me I wouldn’t buy anything just like that if it’s not essential, but that just applied to me not for my less than a year old niece. 

I have been an Intern for almost an year, now that I have a full time job I realize how good those being intern times were, though I don’t use to be very late at work or really enjoyed the perks of not playing a crucial role in the  team..still I miss that free bird life. I was the second Indian in office, Patel was the account manager who never even cared to interact with me personally, being an Indian which I thought I would..well who cares about  any Indians attention I got everyone’s attention, I was the youngest of all, away from home she miss home bechari they thought. They would get things for me from home to eat to Americanize me. Everytime there was a festival, be it Halloween or Thanks Giving I asked them so many questions and they’d explain me patiently why they celebrate it.  

I remember I use to be the only one eating my lunch alone in the break room with everyone eating at their desk. I think that’s how I made most of my friends they’d come and ask me “what’s this sauce made of?” seeing me eating daal and rice, and I’d briefly explain them that it’s lentil soup made of tomatoes and mixed vegetables ..blah blah..

At first I wondered how freely they talked about their families their ex-wife’s husbands. In a month or two I knew everyone’s story, how many kids they have, their names, what they like eating etc.. each family was a story and I still follow it on facebook. I always found it interesting to interact with people older than my age, may be because of their stories. What story a person of my age can tell you? They went to shop, movie or got drunk(doesn't mean I do all this), in a special case that’d interest me a little –they broke up with their gf/bf.

Everytime a luncheon was hosted at work the best buddies I had tried not using red meat so that I can eat it. I brew my first pot of coffee, ate Chilli, perogies, paczkis  and bagels for the first time there. The big thing, this is when I learned to drive and got my drivers license. 

Few things which I can never forget related to the previous place I worked-the day when I took them to the Indian Buffet for lunch, my boss scooped out rasmalai and thought was something to be eaten with naan(bread). One of them ate a plate full pakodas, the other liked naan so much that she asked me for recipe .

I can never forget how they gave me tips to get out of the room when I was having issues with my roommate, when my car got into an accident.. and how I was warned to drive 10 meters away from the car in my front when it’d snow.

Of all I can never forget those hugs and wishes they gave me on my last day.

The first Thanksgiving!

A blog a month!

Bad strategy, I know...lost the blogging track so badly. No posting, no following.

Someone's said I have engaged myself in absolutely mundane activities, which are of no use...agree!absolutely!

Mmmm..Not pondering much on that, my this post's about all new things and new experiences....

Sunday Night; sadness that the weekend's over and a recap on what all happened in the weekend, weekend'd be wrong-the thanksgiving break!

Weekend's normally start from friday, but being thanksgiving the holidays were declared from thursday...

People started for vacation out of state  and the others waited eagerly for 'the black friday'..and so were us...

Had heard about thanksgiving back in India...Electronic goods, clothes everything at throw away prices...We all were so excited. The holiday feeling was ON on tuesday itself, for one of the friends was leaving for Texas... we all were so excited about his going... Having relatives here's a boon...You can go to relative X's place then relative X will take you to place Y and then at some time Z relative X will come to visit you, take you for shopping and blah blah...which unfortunately I cant take a privilege of...coz the X element's missing. :P

Wednesday was a real bad day, me down with cough and cold and  people saying 'Todays class got cancelled coz of Thanksgiving'...Watching Inception with that heavy head made it more bad(doesn't mean Inception was bad). With the end of the class I thought it was the end of the day...Half dead on the way home my friends tell that we are going to Deathly hallows HP today. Everyone was ready to kick start the vacation, except me..Yes, everyone must be aware of the famous quote 'When all is well, Nameera is not well' :P

One was going for seniors birthday party and the remaining were eagerly waiting for the movie...so, I was left with no option stale at home/Go for HP.

I played drama for an hour..after  Saradon/ zandu balm, Oil in hair, muffler round the neck, monkey cap, gloves and sweater...When they were booking the tickets online, I felt I am not doing that bad, I can see the movie.

Theatre wasn't Ohh Ahhhh Great..but the good thing was in a theatre of capacity of 500 people, they were only 30-40 seats were filled. Choose your own seats..What an awesome place for love birds, all silent, dark, no people around watch movie if you want and paying the regular movie ticket price you get the experience of watching the movie alone..Ahem!I hope I don't adopt Pesto Sauce's writing trait in some days.. 

HP was disappointing, very much this time...each time I watch it, I say 'the previous one was better'...Or may be I didn't like it coz my over excited  Potter Sis wasn't beside with me to answer my stupid questions during the movie.

The day started at One noon on thursday, Siva(the most notorious here :P...the next blog or when I am most bored I'd write about new people here) bought a seniors car. Thank God, we got the car, walking  in snow would have been for all of us..The fella took a day long time, it was a surprise to all his roomies...Me and my roomie knew it... we kept him calling whole day, he came in the evening 7 and we come to know that the car was parked yesterday itself in front of the apartment...Huh!

The other roomie in the same house bought the car on the same day in the afternoon...but we were much excited about this car coz it was our own...parked in front of our apartment.

It was raining and Rahul the pujari of our group did Pooja, Did aarthi, put Kum kum, turmeric and rice grains on the car... and I too kept my holy book in it.

The day doesn't end here...Midnight starts the day we were waiting eagerly for, since the time we were in India-'Black Friday'. 

We went to Walmart with our beloved seniors Randeep and Srikanth.. I didnt find clothing very interesting, no brand makes it all dull...so was walmart, they were few good deals on Electronic goods, We had no plans to stay there whole night, but one of my friend stood stubborn there for the Sony Camera, which had a queue and the distribution of the camera would start at 5 AM.
Three in the group were tired and went into the car to sleep...we sat down in the queue for the GPS, few people slept in the queue.

With people the weather too went off the track, it snowed and it was so chilly. I can never forget that frozen moment, where I was just wearing a fleece Jacket, Siva trying to open the lock for five minutes and Shree jumping, to save himself cold, shouting...'Oh man...open it! Open it!!'
We came back at six thirty in the morning, slept for two hours and then again started for shopping-Sommerset Mall...all brands International brands together made confused Nameera more confused and thanks to Siva for holding bags and running across the stores...Others had no patience, my roomie gave up the very first time we went for shopping... :P
Bought few things for siblings... It felt good in buying not big but atleast something from the big stores- Abercrombie, Victoria Secrets. Didn't buy anything for self( no! not gaining sympathy...shopped for self almost everytime we go to a mall...so this times minused me).
Saturday, the bakra had to be halal'd, trapped Siva for the treat for his new car and the fella did pay a huge amount as a newbie; not earning anything.
Sunday, when I got up I found that my eyes were all red and watering...I stopped using lenses a month back coz of the same reason and I used it a day before and it started again.

Everybody had something for thanksgiving, I had Eye drops and and...Pharmacy's here are not like India, limited to medicines...they're huge and have more Skin/Hair care, toilettery than medicines. So, there was a sale on Loreal products and I got a lip color for 2 point something dollars... ;)

Of all things about thanksgiving, If I'd wait for thanksgiving the next year its the thanksgiving dinner/Lunches..I'd like to thank all those who fed me Turkey and yummy salads. I am in love with a salad called 'Coleslaw'...I will make it definitely and eat daily...my senses cant forget that taste still...Yumm!!!

06-10

2006-2010
No! I didn't get my Graduation Cap and Degree Yet. But for I have completed  four big years of Engineering and got my results long longgggggg back as a faithful blogger who shared every important event of her life, I couldn't keep myself back from writing this post...
THE FIRST GLANCE
25th Sep-2006
Spoilt brat who thought would get a payment seat in  a Hi-Fi Vasavi or CBIT Engineering college was dumped into a Minority Women's Engg college. And it was this day(they said it was Orientation day, which I don't think was at all) I saw my college for the very first time, painted pink coz it was Women's and it's architecture somewhat like Minars or Tombs coz it was a minority(minority in A.P is  a quouta/status given to muslims). Papa was there with me, the moment I said 'this?' he was ready 'Kitna acha hai, Pink building..so big..coconut trees, such a nice climate...what else do you want? And moreover 'ONLY GIRLS' '

I saw few known faces, but they were not enough to lessen the grief in anyways...Papa was deep into the lectures of the professors. I couldn't control it more and in the midst of 300+ people I started crying...nobody noticed it, that's the good point or may be I didn't notice anybody noticing it...
THE FIRST DAY AND THE FIRST FIGHT
With all fake enthusiasm I entered  the college at 7:45..the college timings as informed was eight to one thirty or two. All I saw in the college were few sleepy seniors...with oil in their hair and were not even sure about how to scare the newbie. I fought with a senior the very first day... Seniors-Juniors weren't  a big deal then, for the anti-ragging thing was full On...

We enter into the classes and reserve benches, i tried befriending few acquaintances and for the same wanted to reserve a bench for them too.. A fat chubby cheeks chick starts arguing with me..'First come first serve..yeh kaunsa rule hai? Your friends come late and you reserve place for them?'
Blah blah..we fought....I had to take a step back and  sit on the third bench...
F.R.I.E.N.D.S AT THE FIRST SIGHT
That chubby Cheeks became a good friend after few days...she's 'Rushu..', Miss best smile of our batch..

On fourth bench sat a cuddly girl, Shilpi-Dilli wali, always sleeping...I never looked back coz I'd feel sleepy too seeing her..along with her sat a sad and tensed puppy-that's Uzma! Always tensed and confused.

The third day I see this girl accompanied by her sister(senior too) who missed/skipped the previous day's classes and enquiring what was taught and when told there were lots of assignments, she took a deep breath and said 'acha hua main nahi ayee...'
That's Keshu/Penguin, My Miss Right and Wrong...Anything I doubt and apprehensive about-She's the medicine.

A week goes by... and I see a newbie transfered to our college...hardly trying to mix with others and trying to prove 'Oh!I can be alone..I am a  superwoman and I don't care if you give attention to me..'
That's------Angel, Farin Angel.
Now a days we fight a lot so we are 'Tom and Jerry' now.
CLASSES
Classes!Classes!
They were never ever interesting...In other words the faculty never tried making them interesting.
I hardly remember writing down notes..I used to nod my head and scribble in the diary with a pen which wouldn't write...yes with no ink in it or I used pencil coz I thought 'Why waste Pen/Paper', we also planned if the lecturer would ask 'why aren't you taking notes..?' we'd say'we are sisters..'(me and the ultra fair chick beside me)..
A lecturer once came and checked my bag to see how many books I carry...Thank God Sidney Sheldon was lying in my desk then.. :p

This is when I got the habit of reading...starting with Five point someone of Chetan Bhagat, Sidney Sheldon, the twilight boring series and many other authors now.
Will never forget How Shil and Uzma quarreled for the twilight books, how they bought the whole series putting their pocket money. :P

Can never forget how shil got caught every time she pretended writing notes while reading the vampire and other stuff...
LABS
Gosh! Ask me which software language are you good in?
None!
No E-CAD/C/VLSI/Verilog. Technically what I learned in four years is nothing, absolutely zero.
The practical Labs were interesting...though half of the equipments were in  a 'to be repaired condition..'when we'd get to practice in the lab hours and a technician would repair them just before the practical final exams.Huh!

VIVA

You'd get to see everybody flipping pages of N-number of readers, making notes. But Namz every time knew, even if she prepares for VIVA, the lecturers wouldn't question her the easy ones or even if she answer them right ,..it'd sound wrong to the them, may be this is every students psychological state of mind.

I remember one of the lecturers  saying ..'I'll give you a zero..Go!' in final external Lab. Oh!that was Udaya Lakshmi, terror for all the Electronics students...

EXAMS
Frankly speaking exams were never so handy! :P
Buy an ALL IN ONE/BIBLE(that's the name of publishers)..in simple words its guide for you...If you are going to write a 2010 paper look for questions of 2009, all you have to do is Love it sincerely for +24 hours before exams... and you are done, you'll pass with a 70% for sure... :P
That's JNTU.
And all you graduates passed from here...cheer here once 'JNTU Zindabad!JNTU Zindabad!'
Yes..Yes I know it only gave us a little more on our memos and zero knowledge. But when you are given a chance why not utilize it? We did it..completely.

Few things which I/We  did and can never ever forget...
Ran from college without taking a permission from the medical entrance..One of the lecturers saw me..and took me to H.O.D the next day, when the H.O.D asked me 'Where and why did u go?' I replied 'I have a seminar today and I wanted to prepare for it..' :P
I remember how everybody supported me, when i was taken to the H.O.D specially sweetheart Sabi(Class Representative) saying 'We all are there with you..don't worry'

It was in our second year when I took a half day leave and Keshu tried walking off from college too and the watchman  caught us. when raised questions I said 'She came to drop me..bid bye..' :P

Can't forget the N number of times we ran from the backyard of college..We ran hiding ourselves through a 2-3 feet long grass... not fearing of insects or any creature in there. Crossing that area when we'd find ourself on the main road used to be such a relief!

The way we studied for Exams, upstairs in the corridors, on stairs anywhere where we'd find peace to study.
The anxiety of the last exam to come soon...

All the cups of Tea's and bottles of Thums up, Sprite and Fantas...  wrappers of 'halke phulke potato chips' haha..
The endless hours we spent on the bus stop ...haaaaaa!

Ah!All those chit talks...between Me and Farin (Me on Last bench and Farin on First)..How can I forget I lost balance while picking the chit up and fell down from the bench in the middle of the class...
I still have few chits with me..

The way we wrote are final semesters exams-'MUTUAL coordination' is what we called it :P

There are many things to write...but these are the ones which even if I forget tomorrow the blog'd remind me...
College gave me few good friends who I wouldn't forget nor would they disconnect. And few other friends... best friends. People I befriended on net coz my college had less working hours..In short, the college wasn't all bad brought in new and good people in my life.

At last...I am dedicating this blog to all my buddies-Keshu, Farin, Sabi, Butool, Rush, Was, uzma and Shilpi and to all the E.C.E. 2006-2010 Batch mates...

I loved every bit of it :)

End of college, endless wait for the updates from universities..I wonder how one can stay back home or how can one practice patience? I can’t is all I know and everybody around me does.

This is the time when every engineering student stays back home, waiting for results, counting days for the semester to begin..Half of the people go to their hometowns and the others like us sit at home struggling with their siblings, yelling ‘subha se tumhi baithe huye hai system pe…’

Every time the break embarks I have it in my mind..-this time I’ll do something different! Cook, glass paints, Martial arts  :P Nothing escalates and I am left handicapped with the social networking sites. Before you say ‘Huh!’ stop! No they are not a waste of time always like Mom says.

Potter sis’s friend Monica came up with something good…A  group run by students called Street Cause needed volunteers. They were setting a medical camp in  a school and needed volunteers to aware people of the same in slums. And this was posted on Facebook..

This was something really exciting…something I never did.. with the same interest of serving people behind the  chopped ambitions of joining navy, becoming  a politician.. I was getting it do now.

Monica, Potter sis, Keshu and me registered our names..We were asked to volunteer in Banajra Hills.

8th June: Potter sis gave a hand..The indifference she wore was Pa’s anger at her unnecessary hangouts with friends. Huh! I was adamant about doing it, and once decided I don’t avert things. Sweet friend Keshu  and Mona joined..We were asked to halt at a a place and Manoj(the guy who posted it on FB) came and took us to the slums.

90 people posted ‘attending event’ on FB and they were only 12 members including us and the organizers there.

We were divided into teams, teams were divided accordingly..

One telugu speaking and the other hindi speaking partner. Major population spoke telugu there..I was sad that I don’t know much  telugu and that’d be a barrier in communication. Monica kept jabbering the same three four lines in telugu and I kept interrupting..with English words-free medical camp, free spectacles ..11th roju(day). Hearing it so many times then…after sometime even I started in telugu :P Each time we entered a house Monica asked ‘ Telugu aa? Hindi aa?’ She sighed each time they said Hindi…

At the doors sometimes dogs welcomed us and sometimes old women bathing kids…women sitting with open hair combing hair fighting lies.. :P

There were instances when we got scared of men too..An autowala followed us wantedly asking ‘I can also come?’

At a place a women listened to me quietly..I was wondering why is she not saying anything..then she started shouting ‘I can’t listen anything..you go ahead..’Other team narrated how they came across a AIDS patient and how people treated him..not touching him.

After tanning and sweating in sunlight for four hours day-1 ended.

9th June: My eye pained badly coz the previous night I watched Raajneeti late night on big screen.So, I couldn’t go..

10th June: After Mona’s much persuasion potter sis decided to come.

The slums on the other side had muslim people..Hearing syed nagar my eyes twinkled. It was my turn now to play the speaker. Mona and Manoj were spectators here.

Working in this area was painful than the Hindu basti(area with Hindu population). Safety  and hygiene was something badly sacrificed, Potter sis got a shock when she touched an electric pole. They were some houses where I  came back foot coughing  experiencing  nausea, coz they smelled that bad.  Cats  were scary  fighting for thrown mutton and beef pieces on roads.

While explaining them, I once said- ‘Checkup aankhon ke liye(showing teeth) and daaton ke liye(showing eyes)….’ :P

Muslim population was difficult to deal…many of the teenagers asking stupid questions just to pass time. So we winded up early.

11th June -THE IMPACT DAY.

The whole thing was sponsored by Deloitte. A blue parade landed on the camp site( delloite employees). We were left in  a corner in the blue cloud..but then we started inspecting how things were running much to disappointment the deloittes were disorganized. No volunteers positioned properly..then we two(keshu and me) took over the Dentist zone-me playing  a peon cum security guard with all the patients prescriptions, Keshu-pharmacist, Mona and humz stood at the entrance serving people water. The only thing delloites did was ran with aquafina bottles after the foreign delloite workers, may be sponsorers. I don’t understand why few people still love to lick the whites shoes..so what if they are the sponsorers..One of the white men said ’No I don’t drink warm water..’the Indian deloitte worker replied ‘Sir, it’s normal water..’

Huh!Angrez kab ka chodhh gaye..hum hi abhi tak baaz ni aye!

We had Rahul working with us one of the senior Deloitte worker, wee bit sane when compared to others there. Dentist was smart…I should have taken a picture with him..shahh!

Playing peon was fun, people tried flattery on me so that I’d let them in to the doctor first.. :P Every other minute people’d start fighting, break the queue and I’d then switch to a security guards role :P Lunch time and everyone ran..we didn’t go for lunch, we thought we’d eat together with  humz and mona who left for a mall in middle of all this.

Lunch time was over and Rahul came urged us to eat..we still didn’t eat..it was three then. Annoyed with our no’s he went and brought plates and food for us..It was a scene to watch all chicks staring..… :P

They started winding up things at four..but the dentist zone had so many patients left I didn’t stop taking the patients in, though they asked me to stop registering them. They closed their medicine kits and sat I went like a Jhansi ki rani and ordered them to give medicines..I can never forget that moment people holding my hands and thanking..

I never thought I’d feel this happy playing a peon and a security guard…

Thanks Street Cause & Deloitte ..

I got a Street Cause T-shirt too :)

So much in a day!!

I've been waiting for something to happen..so that I can post it here...Everyone here knows that I write only when something jaw dropping, gloomy or blissful happens, coz like Sis and like other good blogger friends I don't know how to pen on and on and prove a point neither  I am a poet, painter nor  a cook :P

Coming to the point..I was waiting for something to happen, but something like this?Oh no!spare me please!

It's called 'Verilog' a programming language...which we hardly knew. last exam and I wanted to give my best, atleast not  a backlog..not once did it happen that it's my last exam and I didn't write it well...this way results tension always came along with the end of  exams..and so did it this time too..

I never faced such a paper, 8 questions, you know 1.5!!

Invigilator showed mercy and the exam hall turned all noisy..pouring water on my efforts to put something into the paper and atleast score a pass mark.

3 hours passed somehow and came the long waited end!

Forgetting the paper we enjoyed ourselves, for we'd not meet again, like this together anytime from now.

They tore papers, hugged and few of them cried-from the other batch the computer sciences chicks, we electros are strong, with a thousand watt of power in our friendship, which'd never end with the college.

The first person to call and congratulate was potter sis-Hums(whom I thought was mum,with so much noise around),then Orkut bhai Annu and then I called my sissy and then the last was Jeetu..

I took my cam to capture the last moments...we took loads of photos and as it was late  to go party somewhere, few of us went to a near by place and  celebrated it with cool drinks and pastries...!how can a naughty mind not use the cream?I applied all the cream on a friends face..someone on the tables said-'hey take a picture..'

Pastries were over,now it was time for pani puri!few of them unjoined...only three of us left.

Don't know for what reason I opened my bag..and to my horror my cam was missing!No!!

I kept whining,'it's gone...it's gone!what'll I tell mom now?'

Except how to find it, numerous ideas rushed into my mind..

-Someone snatched my bag and ran away...thank God I am safe!

-I forgot the camera  in the morning..I kept it on sofa..it's not here?the bai must have taken it :P

-Create a scene-fake drama in which the thief unscrew the windows grill and scatter all the things in room and also disconnect the L.C.D, but Oh no! I came while the thief was trying to take the L.C.D away, he kept it on the washing machine outside and ran away with what all he got from the room = camera from the L.C.D cupboard :P

-Forget about the camera..When it's absence is discovered-' what do I know?I didn't see it!'

learnt this from Jeeju, he gave me this tip when I broke one of my sissy's vase in B'lore :P

Other two friends of mine ran their minds on how can we get it back and I kept whining..

Keshu encouraged, 'Don't worry you'll get it back, and if it had to go..then we can't help it even I lost a cell..' Butool(B) said,'that was just a cell, this is a camera!!'

Bad exam, and a lost camera aggrevated the gloom...

Dialled to friends who'd help me accessing the bus driver uncles  number in which we came..Coz I vividly remembered keeping it in my bag after seeing the photos in the bus, and with all my senses present there was no thief around who'd have flipped it...

The only way to see the camera back was either in any of my friends bag or in the bus.

Both had zero probability coz no one took my cam, then I recollected-they wanted  a picture,when I was playing with the pastries cream..called all of them who were present there...but luck doesn't come calling every time.

Dialled the class rep and took the contacts of people who could give us the drivers uncles number..after few dials got the  number and he told us that the bus is kept in a garage and he didn't see any cam, coz he was the one who closed all the windows of the bus and parked it there.

I disconnected the phone, both of my friends were reluctant to get back home or see it tomorrow morning..

We dialled him again and I didn't talk this time B spoke and took the address of the garage, it was near a road which leads to airport..not much far though..

He said, 'you can't go there alone, its all dark and you also have dogs there.' hearing this all the horrified scenes came into my mind..a man following us with  a knife in his hand, a dog running after us etc;

The man agreed to come and we decided to go there..the moment we took an auto Mom called asking where I was, I lied that we are at Gandipet(water park near our college)and waiting for the buses.

I disconnected the call  to avoid her questions..

Potter sis called again and again shouting-'you know what's happening here in the city?'

two unknown men gunned down two policemen, and the city was on alert.

I again lied 'I have no battery in my cell..I'll call you soon.'

Reached the place..I was sure I wouldn't get it back..I had thoughts that the driver uncle must have taken it and only to prove his innocence tomorrow when we'd blame him of the missing camera from the bus he's coming so far for our rescue.

The auto fella said-21!I said' why 21?take 5*3=15!won't give 21..'he argued argued, I took out two tens and gave him..saying I don't have one rupee..he again started 'merko ek rupaiyya milta,tum woh bhi nahi dete?'

gave him a rupee..a rupee sounded so big then..with a camera of thousands gone a rupee would obviously sound big.

We walked to some distance, the driver uncle called again..I was sure now..he took it!he's acting helpful, only to save himself.

He was standing there with a torch in his hand..it was all dark, with few dogs around..not resembling the garage I imagined :P

I stepped into the bus first and then stopped..asked my other friends to go first.

We sat in the last third row..B saw it and screamed..It was lying there in the corner.

I jumped!jumped and kissed both of them...

I felt sorry about what all I thought of the man who helped us.

I don't know what'd have happened that night if I'd not have got it.

Thanks to both the sweet hearts and Driver uncle.

Happy New year!!!

Hwohooooooo!!!!!!!Happy New year!!Happy New Year!!!!!!!!
Ah..this blog doesn't hold that much..Just how we spent the last hours of 2009 and ushered into 2010.

Thanks to the pink brigade (shouldn't be mistaken,they're TRS leaders here) coz all the celebrations were canceled,pubs and clubs closed!We had only one club open where Anushka-the singer, tortured people very badly(it reminded me of a show at my sisters college where a girl played donkey in a play relating to Christs birth)this was telecasted on a local channel..So,we switched channels between this local tv and what happened in vegas on star movies and some programme..ah'jashn 2010' on star plus.

We were very hungry for the vegas movie but we had Mum and aunty,one of Pa's friends wify(friend equals to papa says, 'he's your grandpa beta..'you must have got what kinda friend)when we heard that they are gonna come,me specially wasn't that excited,Oh!when i was excited on hearing that someone's gonna come..it only meant preparing more and more coffee,vacate your bedroom and sleep in some other room and another Dekho hyderabad tourist guide act.The anti-social me!!

But this Aunty's nice,coz
a:She was a bit older,we had that grandma kinda care and love from her and and..
b:She made all the Kannad dishes,though they weren't ohhh..ahh...mouth watering,but different!
Hmm..so Vegas was sacrificed..we waited for the clock to tick 12.Last year wasn't bad,the first person I wished was my potter sis,so I didn't restrain myself for the same this year too..

They say-Nokia connecting people..this that.But it was yesterday, I realized what the tag lines actually had behind them..The cheers,the smiles they show were all so similar..so natural.









The first person I dialed- my sis..the networks were badly jammed but thankfully,my sis got connected in a third fourth redial,and I started arguing 'why didn't you call me first..!?You called someone else first no?'
We went on the terrace,it was a full moon day(it was night..so why do they call it a full moon day?ugh :O)..It was wonderful..seeing the sky lit far somewhere with the fireworks,the midnight chill..I thought if I had a bed here..I'd sleep counting stars,figuring animals,creatures in the sky.

The next person I dialed was my Orkut born Bhai!!Annu!!And then my sister received a call from her most unwelcomed senior,to whom she tied rakhi :D I never knew we were this wanted,one of my cousin,who last time spoke to me on Eid called,everyone at her place were asleep,so poor she dialed us!..Curse TRS people,they ruined everyone's plans..Huh!And then another cousin..and then another friend..each time we received,dialed someone we fought 'I wished first!I wished first..!!'


We were up till two,just attending calls and dialing numbers.In other words would term it as 'A New year with the phone..'
So..Thanks Airtel,Vodafone for it.

Hope you all had fun.
All the best for the year ahead and once again Happppy New year!!!


P.S:I made a new year resolution that I'd stop consuming/taking/inputting rice,but **burps**I had vegetable Biryani in the lunch and Fish curry,chicken +++Rice in the dinner.

The Mini Project!

Caution:This might be boring!
I don't think I'll have to give a brief account of what a mini project is..
For those who donno here it is.. :P a tit-bit!We are given a small assignment called a mini project in our third year of four years of our study..and this mini project can be anything in electronics or communications..(our options to choose:embedded,VHDL,DSP)so,both the departments got the internal guides dealing with the subjects..It's a rule that if you choose this you cant choose that in your major project.The nightmare was Udaya Lakshmi(yes you roll no 28 fame) remember?Ya..she..so,she'd be dealing with one of the option and for I am her favorite student me and a bunch of my friends very well knew she's gonna twist us in the majors if we opt the option she's dealing with!so..now or then..we have to deal with her,so we decided we wont let our majors marks effect coz of this devil,we'll take VHDL(dealt by her) in our Mini project.That's it!

It's a rule that you gotta do your project in some institute outside the college and present it.Lecturers hardly intervene in which institute you go for and all...but Lakshmi had to interfere she suggested us some institute 25-30 kms away from our place..and we like losers did go to the same insti!The institute director was in touch with Lakshmi and he was 10 times more cruel than this evil lady!trust me,really!I just don't rant like this...Did I ever?bitch/rant..?no!na?
The institute was hardly of any help,we had to go through net and all..for the project's documentation.The term Project was obviously new and the thing to search on was very much"Advanced Encryption Standard(AES),"heard it anytime..?It deals with Encryption(hiding)of your data.

Documentation and all was done.Now comes the internal guide part,the guide's gotta check if your project is presentable to the University.The lady every time wanted us to make changes font style,margins this that...MS word became a nightmare,I remember I fought with my bro,"why did you install a newer version,i am used to 03 version of Word!Why did you install 07?" :P
Every other day my friend and I would sit opening Word.My parents doubted if I am capable of doing anything... :P The printouts shopwala made a merry,every other day print outs!print outs!(thanks to pa for letting the cartridges stale in his office).

It was last saturday, we gave our final document for hard dinding of our record.It was raining so heavily...We ignoring all the pani puri and ice creams beside ... it took us 4.5 hours to take printouts.. arrange,re-arrange them all for the 3 copies to be submitted to the University.

And yesterday...I opened Word and..I felt so bad that it was all empty..nothing to be done..all over!I missed my Project.There was no tension now,all over..At an instance I felt bad,but at the next I recollected what all we've gone through-Thank God!it's over!!

I dedicate this blog to my project partner,everyone who dealt with my temper during the project tenure and obviously Microsoft Word :)

Nothing lasts forever!!

Yes,Nothing lasts forever ..but the unturned pages of my books..the saga continued until it was Sidney Sheldon's-"Nothing lasts forever."
I know there are Book worms reading this blog..and must be almost spitting at me..saying"How lazy..!!..Huhh!"

I dedicate this blog to my beloved sister....
whose all attempts to turn me into a book worm like her went vain every time she tried... :P

My mother always cursed me,she still does for not reading Readers digest..Why should I read it?If I can't digest? :P
"Your sister,she never use to waste a single minute of her vacations..she always had some thing to read in her hand..why are you so lazy?"
"Shall I bring you some thing to read from my office Library?"
"you want to subscribe for British Library eh?...You can sit in A.C and enjoy the books.."
ROFL!
My reply used to be straight..."Dekhenge Mummy..." :D


I remember Mom bringing me Sherlock Holmes,that was the first book she brought for me to inculcate the habit..I felt unconscious seeing the size of the book and my sissy was happy that she got stuff to read..
She had books hidden under the pillow..(when Pa used to come for his daily rounds of "why didn't you sleep?what are you reading?)..In the rice container,when in kitchen...and in the middle of clothes in the wardrobe.

Sis don't sue me for this pol khol! :P

They got the idea,that this git will never read..they stopped torturing me by not bringing me any more books..

The only thing I loved to read was Tinkle..small sweet comics!

I grew defying books...

Inter first year,B'lore:
I met with an accident and my sister got another chance to try her Luck..she took me to crossword to lure me...I said "they are so many,which one should I?"
She knew the large size scares me..she bought Pocket books..
Wuthering heights,Mill on the floss,Jane Eyre,Little women,David Copperfield ...
Poor me had to read them,I was bed ridden no..
I started with -Mill on the floss..ask me why?
Coz it had Pictures on every alternate side of the page,so I thought it would be a good idea to escape...and take the credit of reading at least one of them.. :P

I came back Hyderabad and I thought it'd be a tribute to my sister if I finish them all..and reda them all.. :)
They still lie in my cupboard,with the giant Potter books..

In to my B.tech,any one would love read to cut time out..but I was still the same lazy nerd!
Started Orkutting and heard of something called "Five point some one,"it really attracted me,accidentally my friend had the same book the other day and I read it...I was happy that I read some thing called "Novel,"with out any ones persuasion ...
Sis though advised me not to read that stupid mans books :P
Five point some one was followed by One night at the call center(a disastrous book,which I read to spend my time during the power cuts)and Three Mistakes of my life kinda attracted me(I thought what the mistakes would be ..)..

and then my Potter sis,brought me John Gresham's The painted House,which I surely didn't read..I found it time consuming after going through the Indian authors books.. :D

And then it was Agatha Christie's-They do it with mirrors.Tried reading it,read the first half in fact.. the story revolved around so many characters that I had to go through few pages again to realize who is who.. :D
I didn't really understood what was to do with mirrors..I was facinated by the title of the book,and was relating it with some thing black magic... but it turned out to be...

And then came Sidney's "Nothing lasts forever,"a tale of three doctors and there survival..
I finished the book in a week and a half..

***patting myself****
382..ah 400 pages is of course a big deal,and my sis called it "Time pass book"
I felt the hunger to read after finishing the book...I missed the doctors..and then I realized why my sister had that magnetic effect towards the fat-fat novels..


The two S's reading the blog,don't be that happy the magnetic effect didn't develop here yet....

Oui! it's one year!!!

yeah!it's an year with Orkut!I no I haven't hit a bulls eye...but thanks to the site for it sponsored me few trust worthy,sweet friends...
defamed Orkut!Adnan murder case,she eloped with him..he eloped with her..etc etc;
It was some where in the midst of 1-5 march ,i created an account..with hardly 5-6 freinds on the site..i was never attracted to the site..it was only when I saw A.G's community,my journey with orkut began..writing posts,feed backs..it had to begin some how...

I never knew one could poke in to some one else's life so much and it wouldn't even bother them... :P
Proudly spying,lurking I changed my second name as-the spy!(i don't think i'll ever change it..)
I dedicate this blog to all my pals,once virtual identities..
I can't write a testi for each one of you,but here's a sneak peak about what I have in my heart for you..


Raghav jhavar:A vasavi lad,we don't know each other,we aren't friends either..but man you'r here coz you were the first out sider in my friend list..so I thought of giving you some fame through my blogger..:D

then came madam hue(minni)..
Minni:we met in A.G's community...we always fought-"my A.G!my A.G!" :p
we were thickest friends,just like jai and veeru :P..infact I saw her as an elder sis..It sounds absurd but even after spending hours together after college with her on net,I couldn't gain her trust ..some thing silly happened and we broke up..ahh ah..she left me..The day you left me hue,I saw a dream - a sadhu saying me-"she'd return after 2 years!! :P"
with hue,few of her friends came free to me :P ..Who left my friend list too with her...
she left me,when I had exams on my head..
poor my soul ..how much did it cry..:(
but today I m happy though you aren't there you left some one behind for me.. Thanks, for that!
lesson learnt: would take net pals light heartedly minus the four pearls which 'd always shine in my friends list ..in my life!!well...they aren't annu,swappy,jeet,hims!!so i didn't take permision of either of them to post them here on my blog!! ;D
picture courtesy:anukul

Here they are...
Well..some one was still there to wipe my tears..and very much happy too that my attention's now diverted towards him.. Jeet!
Jeet:jiggy...piggy..doggy..Mr.flirt :P
Once mine and hues mutual friend ..he came spying at my SB asking-"who was there on femina?"(when I and hue were discussing A.G on femina Miss India)..
ah..jeet..jeet ..jeet..what should I say..people who don't have you are so unlucky..:D
he wouldn't mind you ruining his office hours,though his schedule's damn hectic.
I regularly eat his brain asking him stupid Q'ns...about his college life,love life and about the things in his office..though he's damn busy..poor guy answers all my Q'ns with out any hich kich,
i bug him all the time his name in my gtalk list blinks green..
he's very bad at gossiping,story telling..:D
And some times boring too..lazy at scrapping..just scraps-"hi!how are u?"
"GM!"
"GA!"
Eeeks..Jeet this is the boring part of yours..


I never thought i'd befriend him -Annu..friend of my two very closest college friends.
Anukul:
Bhai!!!Annu!that's how i address him..we met when farin(my college pal) wasn't coming online and he was eager to know ,why isn't she.
ever ready to help in sorting out problems with my P.C.
He's the one who scraps me colorful graphics in my SB!Thank you for all of them,though you've stopped doing that now..I wonder y.. :P
it's his message when my cell beeps in the mid night.now a days my ek mathr sahara to give me match updates when I am in the college.he's the one who wouldn't mind me calling/messaging him up,even in the mid night..
keep the sms thing going on bhai..i love it!
With Annu and farin came himank..Hims!

Himank:
I don't know much of him..except that he's a great artist..awesome with brushes and his digital paintings..and now a movie too..
he'd never say u no! when asked for a painting.
he's a bit boring,but very good at heart,ready to lend hand with brushes any time... :D
thank you hims,for the digital painting of mine..Isn't this blog sounding like a thanks giving speech? :P
Hims,hope you get your hers soon..and please learn how to flirt..i'd love send you to Jeet to give you some tips on flirting.. :D


...just after the hues episode..(is hue the epicenter of my world of virtual entities..?i dare not say no! yes! she is!she was!for she is no where in the scene now)when I decided that i'd give up talking to strangers,and start doing some serious work,at least read a book online,I asked for a book called :tell me your dreams,in the community,and entered the fourth pearl..ah..duffer..eh?Swappy!
Swapnil:Swappy...sapna jaisa... :D duffer!that's swapnil phadke,title sponsorer of many of my blogs..he came giving me the link of the book in my SB..I didn't read the book yet,but we became very good friends..
He's so much like my elder sis..so he's like my elder bro,tried to inculcate habbit of reading in to me,but all futile...(no wonder am so good at grammar!)my english guru some times...reads desi,watches desi...sab angrezi...except his food,a typical mumbaiah...hogs on dosa..sandwitch daily!loves bread,cheese and tea,and made me try to.. :D
my view about mumbaikars would've never changed,it had only for this guy..
he has always helped my tube blink at the share market,economics area.he'd leave any aunt behind in gossiping..he'd listen to any thing you want be it ur visit to the mall,ur hair cut any thing.. :D
some times I doubt if he's a guy,but it's just his inquisitive nature that makes me feel so...
you can go yup yup yup when he's around and he's never bored.no matter how worst you are at any thing,he can go on and on encouraging you to strive for better..(like my blogging,you wouldn't have got to see this many blogs if he wouldn't have encouraged me,reading them though he's a kanjoos at commenting!)
with such great friends around I don't think I need any more now,Orkut addiction's lessened ..for you all have managed a place in my cell...in my heart

well..it was very difficult to compress you all in this small space,it has been very graceful of you all to stand by me at times of joy and sorrow!
Thank you all for being there...
Kudoos to our friend ship!


PS:thanks to orkut,for it showed the life outside my imagination,re-united few friends,gave few new ones! :)