As i sit tight on my room's chair in the middle of night i thought maybe its time for some reflection over what i have been and gone through. Its facinating to find how freaking different this world can get. There i was really catching up with my cousins in jamshedpur a few days ago.
We really can go wild if left together for a few days. And ofcourse ther was my mama ..more of a friend from the hood to me ...Akhilesh. It was fun to play football and cricket in the rain, help them out in studies and see them growing up wanting to do everything from playing guitar to trying to get hands dirty wid java . Its insane though schools think its cool to teach a 9th grade kid java before he knows basic c. Time just flew by and i never knew i had spent a whole week wid them with my dad scolding the shit out of me for not being at home throughout the holidays. I luve them. I felt so high living with them...never wanted to get back to my shitty life again. I am sure they r gonna be rocking when they grow up. Its sad they look up to me as an ideal or a cool guy. And here i am today back in this shitty place. Back to college...back to placement blues.
It wont be gud to say i m glad orissa's flooded but that got the trains cancelled and got me a flight from kolkota. I have not lived regularly in kolkata but true to its wor its city of joy for me. Most of the time i have been ther i have been sleeping 24 X 7, but whenever i got a chance to move out of howrah, catch a feery and come down to the other side and just waner out it those mercurial streets.
Its never gud to leave home and go back to college especially when u noe you r gonna have to sit tight for 2 days on that train which never seems to run.But just when i thought i had escaped it came the king of it all. The bus ride from chennai to trichy really sucked everything out of me. Travelling in daytime here is worse being transported to a cellar jail far away. But alls wel that ends well.
Sitting here i still cherish those moments i spent in hanging around the markets of jamsedpur with atishay, abhinay , mama and atul .I finished coding trie data structure which looks pretty alright to me for the moment. Whatever time i spent at home, my dad tried to discipline me up , made me wake up on time , made me excersie and do yoga and all that stuff. But here i am on the road again. I hope i can get up before 12 tomorrow coz i got to get myself registered for placements. These are my fav lyrics by metallica on which note i would like to shut down for today.
On a long and lonesome highway
East of Omaha
You can listen to the engine
Moanin' out his one note song
You can think about the woman
Or the girl you knew the night before
But your thoughts will soon be wandering
The way they always do
When you're ridin' sixteen hours
And there's nothin' much to do
And you don't feel much like ridin',
You just wish the trip was through
as opposed to the gud old poem
the woods are lovely dark and deep
and i have miles to go before i sleep
and i have miles to go before i sleep.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
a random start
well i don really noe where to start ....
Its a hot afternoon wid everyone around hooked on to another india pakistan match . And i am sitting here scratching my head trying to figure out what to do. I am back to college and back to the senseless life,
after a real nice holiday which taught me how a change can save one's life.
I always felt like writing something but i guess i was lazy enough to do away with it. But i figured out its high time.If i dont start itching the creative part of me , it will be soon dead. Before this the only time i used my computers keyboard was to type in urls, or asd keys for fifa, or a bit of coding. I remember as a kid my mom used to tell me to write a dairy entry every night before bed , and here i am trying to keep a record of myself. Better late than never.
I know my english is pathetic , i got to know the meaning of 'admonish' last night , that too from nawab.I guess this blogging thing will make me improve my shity english. Saw a few episodes of californication. Its something about that man David Duchovny that i can relate to myself
As people anticipate another Indian win i guess i will better take a nap.
Its a hot afternoon wid everyone around hooked on to another india pakistan match . And i am sitting here scratching my head trying to figure out what to do. I am back to college and back to the senseless life,
after a real nice holiday which taught me how a change can save one's life.
I always felt like writing something but i guess i was lazy enough to do away with it. But i figured out its high time.If i dont start itching the creative part of me , it will be soon dead. Before this the only time i used my computers keyboard was to type in urls, or asd keys for fifa, or a bit of coding. I remember as a kid my mom used to tell me to write a dairy entry every night before bed , and here i am trying to keep a record of myself. Better late than never.
I know my english is pathetic , i got to know the meaning of 'admonish' last night , that too from nawab.I guess this blogging thing will make me improve my shity english. Saw a few episodes of californication. Its something about that man David Duchovny that i can relate to myself
As people anticipate another Indian win i guess i will better take a nap.
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