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Today, during the early hours of morning(around 8AM) while i was returning from Vashi, after being there in the hospital the night before, in the local train.
I was lucky enough, to get a seat to sit, but unlucky enough to have medco 'nerd' sitting in front of me. He was reading the book - 'Clinical Surgery - 6th Edition by S.Das M.B.B.S(i wondered who the hell was this author)'(i actually saw the name of the book later). And still more co-incidentally i had been reading a book called 'Doctors' by Eric Segal. So, i had learnt a lot abt a
medical student's life in a college.

This medco 'nerd' was too involved in the book. This part of students reading in their way to the college or their school is a common sight in the mumbai locals during the early hours of the morning. But this guy was beyond a certain degree of being a 'nerd'. Lemme describe his get-up first. He was wearing a full sleeves shirt buttoned from neck to the wrist, neatly tucked into a pant, that was similar in shade to the shirt. And wore shoes that are about to wear out soon. This guy didn't even have time to tie his laceses properly. Had a bag in his lap and book to which his eyes were guled to da book.

N ha!! this was had the regular feature - glasses of huge power(probably something around -4 or -5,in the general terminology of describing the power of glasses)

I was scanning him head to toe for more features of a 'nerd'(i actually like this kind of people.....they are a large source of timepass). Then suddenly, this guy jumped on his feet, thorwing away the bag in his lap, onto the seat, and sprang towards the other part of the compartment, searching for something. I could figure of initially what made this guy jump like that. He could not find what he was looking for and returned to his seat a bit delected, flipped over a few pages and closed the book and put it back into his bag. I then figured it out that probably this guy was looking out someone of his species to getsome of his doubts cleared.(Bullshit!!! why do these people get doubts). Later pulled out a bottle of water from his bag(which was relatively too small, compared to the ones which are usually found wid these kinda people), and had a few gulps. I peeked into his bag to find a white coat and a sethoscope(Dammit!! i can't even spell this word). And a few more books.

As the station approached, he got up and went towards the door. I still kept wondering how do these guys become doctors.

Later, back home i tend to forget everything tht i always question. But, i like to question everything around me. practically everything. M jus fed up with the way many things that go around me.


But as of now, all i am concerned about is my future, my family and my best friend.

today was the 'doomsday'.....n tht bloody "Sydney Sheldon" conspired against our batch.......


Everything, in the sense of everything went wrong today......

In the morning we had our EIP results n 'lickily' i had a 'A' in it. I was not too rejoiced, as i had been expecting it, I fared well in the final and the regular lab sessions were good enough to fech me a 'A'.

N the sky fell upon me, when the DIM results were out today evening.....

That 'Prof.' awarded me a

F

(as seen by the prof, f*** you.......)

The worst part of it was, out of 240- 239 to be precise, 102 students failed. And can u guess the reason, they had committed the mistake of being a avg. or a below avg. student.

As far as i could everyone below the class average was given a F. (Bloody bullshit...)

I had fared well in the mid sems(i can boast of being above average in both). Rather only in one of them, bcoz, in the 2nd mid-sem i had given back my paper for revaluation, which according to me was never corrected again. N thtz the reson of me being in this shit.....


And the still worser part, the %$#$!)&@^&$% 'Prof' (i donno words to describe such ppl.) threatens the 'passed' students, that he would give them a F, if they again come to him asking why their friends were failed. Is this $%#*&(&%&_&^#@ a 'Prof' or mavali goonda to threaten the students about their grades. And says that he wants to fail more of us, but kya kare.....all are not bevakoofs.........

And can't write anything more, i fear my blog to turn up into place with the complete reference to all types of 'gaaliya'............

Today morning i slept at around 5AM, after preparing(but actually it never happened-the preparation part) for the IEL test we had today........

Later, i was awaked at around 8, by people buzzing around and discussing, even the ones who were brushing were trying to explain somehting or the other to others, in the typical gestures and 'umm's.........

I was already late, so started hurring up and there started the song - "In the end" by Linking Park.......

It was the end, i tired so hard and got so far , but in the end it doesn't even matter how hard u try, i was gonna screw up the exam.....n the same thing happened.
I was listening to the lyrics, each of the which, exactly matched the situation.......

This is wht i say to the EXAMINATIONS, the world knows them by this name. Ya but has many aliases round the world.

But, fortunately, this word has no place in my dictionary, as a word the world recognizes it as....

This is the transformed me when the xams r round the corner.....

When i open up the Proffesor's folders and notes to look up for the syllabus, n phut!!!!

i know nothing, i don't even have the slighest hint what had happened in the lectures....

This is the part of my college life which i hate the most....at the end of which it is never a fun.
And with a few, rather many ppl. around who bury their faces in the piles of books, latched up in their rooms, its never fun.

Wherever u go, only one thing.....MOSFET's, BJT's, filters, groups, trees, convolution, fourier transform.................................................................................................................................................
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BULLSHIT!!!!!!!


n i don't even how 99.99999999999999999999% of these words are pronounced and spelled. forget their definitions and meanings....

I even don't know wht significance these words have in my life.......

This was the class photgraph taken when i was in 8th class at Jamnabhen Hirachand Ambani School in the Reliance township in Lodhivali.
It always keeps me reminding me of the good old days at the school, later after my 8th class i was sent to my granny's place to continue with my 'education'.

The resons for my deportation were:
1). I had to study for 4 consecutive years in AP prior to my +2 to get the nativity of that state.(Though i never got it) Actually, my grandfather also managed to get a false certificate showing that i had been with them for.....8 yrs(as far as i remember)

2). My parents thought that if i stay back in that school, i would screw up my academics. Thtz a long story........

I was lot different in those days. Daily i was thrown out of the my Science class, for simple reason that i didn't answer the dreaded questions asked the teacher. Even though, if i managed to answer, he found some another dammed reason to throw me out....

And when it came to Geography, it was taughtby a Bengali madam, who looked like a typical mountain goat from the Himalayas. She always had only one sentance to speak about me to my parents no matter how good or bad i scored in that subject - "baap ree ,Ravi Kiran, he is detoriating day by day" and gave a foolish frown at me, challenging me with her looks. And i gave her back a more serious frown, and challenging her. Back home i always had bad time after the parent teacher meeting- no TV, no games, no going out for another week.


N coming to Sanskrit, it was the dullest subject i had ever studied. I created waves in the school corridors, when i scored 2 marks out of 100 in the half yearly exams of 8th class. After that life was hell for me. But, managed to pass the finals with around 66 marks, i was the happiest man on earth tht day, when our final results were announced and also managed to get around 70% that year, though i never crossed 55%, the whole year.

i was about to write about a new "Theory", that i happend to formulate.....
actually, it would never look like a theory to u...itz a kinda a part of my thoughts.....


Coming to the point,

Nature always stikes balance among its constituents. Starting with the human population, here on earth. The number of females = number of males. This is what was the inspiration for the popular movie dialouge - "Tumhare liye duniya mein kahi na kahi koi paida hua hoga", (when suddenly the hero or the heroine pops out the screen from nowhere).

Similarly, there is notion of "karma", from which arises the concept of u get good, if u do good.
It goes this way, there is always something called the "FATE" or say it the destiny, its the most stable thing in this universe. Its aways the same thing, no matter wha tu do, or wht u try to do. It is the thing that dictates one wht to and what not to do.

Looks quite conflicting with the concept of "karma", which in the terms of our understanding says that, the actions tht would happen in the future, are as the result of wht u r doing or wht have u done till now. But, the point here stands the same, the things u have done, u r doing and tht u would be doing have already been stated down, itz the time that uncovers them......

Petty confusing......but its the way......



So, the point tht everything is balanced fits, into the space that, wht u do is balanced, by some or the other in the future. So this where the 'fate' and the 'balance' come together.....

the most recent thing i have learnt is.....

NEVER OPEN THE DOOR, WHEN THE XAMS KNOCK AT ur DOOR.

ppl. say that oppurtunity knocks only once, ya exams might be an oppurtunity, but never dare to open, any way they would be breaking the door open.
All u need to do is be prepared with something, anything, but something thtz handy, if not then u are doomed.
This is so bcoz, if once the xams are inside ur house they are gonno ransack u 2 death.

So, kick it's ass at the door, n throw it off.....

finally....
drove a bike for the first time......

previously i have been using my dad's old scooter(itz older thn i am).....
then started driving car...but never drove a bike...
now i have my dream car n my love.....

i wanna go home, n wanna lay my hands on my love....
n i asked my mom, to grant leave to the caretaker of my love.....but shez reluctant to do so.....

so finally had my chance today........

i jus started loving photography....

n the below are the result of the above......











the sunset from my room's window..


the gateway to the largest virtuality..






my desk....


ranjit's idea fr the theme.......








sparks and fire are fr life......


somewhere in our gardens...





the moon....


the library...the place i hate the most....


do u?..


the most loved poster in my wing.....


the tag line fr this yr's Synapse

we finally got a office to work in......

the one below.....
actually this onez shared by three committes namely the annual festival committe(us), the whole student body and the dramatics club....

i am jus fed up with this so called the "girlfriend" or say the "bava"(means brother-in-law in Telugu) bullshit of few of the idiots in the campus....

these idiots know nothing.....except their marks n marks alone....n ya to observer whoz with whom...n make out a relation out of no where...n it gets so vulgar sometimes.......


they have been always told to score high.........(f***ing bullshit)
jus score high...thtz wht u need to do.....


u know wht a common student does out there in most of the schools....

by common i mean most of them not everyone......there are a few who are different....
i wud talk abt them later.....

mugs up everything frm the textbook or the class notes......
everything is jus everything in all senses....including the grammer n the spelling mistakes that are in the books........

n these scholars have a strange notion of the outside world......
wht they know is that of US n UK......they have gud....collection of info on this shit...but don't whtz available in which shop........end up asking for a half kg. maida in a medical store.......

i donno why, they have a very very strange notion abt gals....really a strange n rare one....i never had experienced it bfor.....

it goes like this........
First, a guy is considered normal(in their sense), if he has a batch of frndz, who always hang out here n there......jus as they see in the movies....the hero has a bunch of frndz....n blah blah.......everyone knows this......

Second, a gal is considered normal(in their sense), if shez like a typical Indian gal.......same as the movie style.........

these idiots have a grt sense of the typical South-Indian movies.........they watch it a lot......(i gota come back on telugu movies later.....itz too a big thing......)



and here comes the most interesting part.....
-> if two guys are grt buddies, say they are best friends...........u know they are considered gays...


-> if a gal n a gal are friends they are considerd lovers..........grt ha?....

n after this is hell to the one........hez/shez damned fr tht day......
u all know why.........donno......get me back...i wud xplain it later......

u know this is bullshit the purest bullshit on this planet....

grow up u big holes...blistering birnacles.......

u should mature enought to distinguish between love n friendship......




thiz all a random thoughts....

i would be putting up.....
some more on this......





u ppl.....really piss me off.....(n also many out there....)













DISCLAIMER : this article has been written with some ppl. in mind.....the few other plz feel offended..........

This was something me think of and had written this long back, during my high school days. Me found this in a peic e of paper which was in Resnick and Halliday(the physics book).

Actually i was fed up with the system there in Andhra, where the mugging up is given importance. What me actually found there was the absolute craze for "BITS-PILANI", and unfortunately, the admission then was on basis of marks obtained in Intermidiate , thtz wht is +2 called. And everybody was after their dreams of "BITS-PILANI". Me always thought tht these ppl. are gonna detoriate the standards of education there. Though a few gud get along with this "mugging" flock.

The article's --

The education needs a serious thought. There has been a lot of change in the thinking of the general public on the way of education being imparted to the younger generation.

The parents emphasize on getting into the premier institutions of the country, right from the day an infant steps into this world, the first thing the parents are worried is about the school he would be going to. In fact, the parents start thing on their children’s education not from the day they are born but from the day when the seed is planted in the mother’s womb.

It’s reasonable on their part to think of their child’s future, but too much thinking put onto it is not good.

Education has become a huge business in the AP. The amounts of investments runs a few hundred cores, and the fees that are collected also run into few hundred cores. One can find a handful of schools, colleges and so called ‘coaching centers ’ coming up in a locality every year.

The children right from nursery to their intermediate, and also under- graduate courses are presently under tremendous pressure. That’s for scoring some numbers given to them by their instructors.

The one going to nursery is forced to learn as many rhymes as one can. He has to learn those rhymes before his class mates does, there starts the concept of mugging up—clean sweeping of the books…

The one at LKG is forced to learn the alphabets, these things are not taught but they are encouraged to mug up. It would be surprising to note that one does not know what an alphabet looks like, but one knows the entire structure and bends of each alphabet, he cannot pronounce it but can spell.

And a class higher UKG, when it comes to spelling the words. Then they learn their second lesson in mugging. Each one of them is able to put each and every word in the text book, on a paper whenever and where ever u want, it’s like if you wake them up in the middle of the night and ask them to spell the entire text book before their annual exams, they would do so in wink.

And coming to the 1^st class, there they start their journey into the world of education and academics. On the first day they make good friends have fun and talk about themselves

And then come the exams and then starts the race for the first position. All they want is to get some good marks than the others in the class. After the exams the parents come in their wards answer sheets and start questioning about their son/daughter performance in the exams, they question the teacher for every mark cut and make hell lose out there.

And then slowly come the final exams the children get no time to play, of course they never got time to lay, all they used to do was to do what so ever was ordered to them. They have to play for a specific time and rest of the time they are in their room lingering with their books, and mugging up the entire lessons one after the other. One thing that can be praised is that one gets a lot to eat; they get their favorites and the best cuisines on demand.

And the race goes for a few years and they keep constantly struggling for the rank in the class and the fighting among each other, for a thing that is going to drown them into the vast oceans in this world.

These are the few quote n quote quotes that me like.......

Some of them have been picked up.....n few a of them were formed along with time.....

-> THE ONLY DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ORDINARY AND EXTRAORDINARY IS THAT LITTLE BIT 'extra'

-> LIFE IS SKIT IN WHICH EVERYONE PLAYS HIS OWN CHARACTER DIRECTED BY FATE

-> FAILURE DOESNT MEANS THAT GOD HAS ABANDONED U...
IT MEANS THAT GOD HAS A DIFFERENT IDEA FOR U.....

-> To love is ONE thing, to be loved is ANOTHER, but to be loved by the one you love is EVERYTHING!

-> IF YOU WANT TO SUCCEED, DOUBLE YOUR FAILURE RATE.

-> WE ARE FREE TO MAKE OUR CHOICE, BUT AFTER WE HAVE CHOSEN THE CHOICE CONTROLS US.

-> NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE IN THE WORLD, IF YOU HAVE DECIDED
TO DO SOMETHING DEEP FROM YOUR HEART YOU CAN DO IT.
IT IS THE THOUGHT THAT MATTERS...

-> Education is learning what you didn’t even know you didn’t know...


n finally---

DO MORE THAN EXIST - LIVE

DO MORE THAN TOUCH - FEEL

DO MORE THAN LOOK - OBSERVE

DO MORE THAN READ - ABSORB

DO MORE THAN HEAR - LISTEN

DO MORE THAN LISTEN - UNDERSTAND

Here's something me wud like to narrate----

"I once had a friend who grew to be very close to me. Once when we were sitting at the bank of river, she filled the palm of her hand with little water and held it before me and said this to me:
"You see this water carefully contained in my hand? it symbolizes love. As long as you keep your hand open and allow it to remain there, it will always be there. However, if you try to posses it, it will spill through the first crack it finds. This is the greatest mistake that people do when they meet their first love....... they try to posses it, they demand, they expect.....and just like water spilling out of your hand, love will retrieve from you."

This's not my creativity.........
Xactly me infringed upon someone's writing.....

Me too don't know whose?......

me jus happened to find a link in the blog of Tanushree,


n filled up a questionnaire......which gave me this randomness combined with
probability stuff...... if gonna put a few these and chk them out u can find many things in common...
the lesser the probability of similarity , if more the bigger database u have....


jus read it.....


"Hello, Wizard.

Character Stats:

Rogue (10)
Warrior (11)
Wizard (16)
Paladin (13)

Your Profile:

You're intelligent, educated, and just a bit superior to everyone you know. If you're still in school, you probably make A's, if you're not too bored to waste the effort. If you work, your annoying boss relies on you to solve the problems no one else can figure out. You've never met a puzzle you can't solve. When it comes to leisure, you'd rather read, play a strategy game, or surf the 'Net than run around getting sweaty. You're a brainiac, and you're not ashamed to admit it.

Above all, you're a mastermind and a great thinker. You see the unknown as territory to be conquered, and the mysterious as something to be systematically unraveled. You don't have time for fools; you only spend your time with people who can comprehend your obfuscatory convolutions. You enjoy amassing knowledge, both useful and trivial.

Your Mission:

You were put on this earth to enlighten people. They will listen to you, because they are impressed by your vocabulary, your erudition, and your ability to grasp concepts that invariably elude them. You are the one who has to figure things out, because let's face it - you're the only one smart enough.

Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to Discover Something. Something small, or something big. Find an unknown insect in your own backyard. Discover a cure for sunburn. Develop a faster way to get the dishes done. Calculate the number of molecules in the Andromeda galaxy. Discover a comet. Discover SOMETHING.

And do make it a priority. The Famous Adventurer of Silmaria has a crystal ball trained on you, and will be noting your progress.

A Warning:

Try to remember: you're not infallible. If people around you are all nodding and smiling, it may just be because they don't have the faintest idea what you're talking about. Check your facts and admit the possibility that even you can make mistakes. Loosen up. Make friends with a Rogue and have him or her try to poke holes in your theories. Who knows; you might actually have fun.

On another note - making plans and formulating theories can be quite stimulating, but at some point, you are going to have to actually DO something. Employ a Warrior, if necessary, to put your brilliant schemes into action. Just be sure your instruction manual is written in very small words."

RISE TO ACTION!: While youth sing and dance their life away, the darkside of the world is rumbling, waiting to explode.

BHAVAN'S VIVEKANANDA COLLEGE: Today the world is an active volcano.The youth arises only when the volcano erupts and melts down gradually just as the lava settles down.

I term the political world, underworld, naxalism, militancy,terrorism, illiteracy, poverty, environmental hazards, atrocitiesagainst women, all under one head as the dark universe.
What makes the volcano rumble is unknown to the youth, which spends its dainty days in pubs, parties, blasts and night outs!!!

Neither will a student be bothered about the dark universe if he is confined to the four walls of the class room, college campus or sweethome.

Movies too cater to that lot of literate yet aimless vagabonds.

It is true that fun and masti are an integral part of the high-spirited youth but should that be the cost of knowledge of where the nation is heading?

In fact in the immediate future we are the ones who will lead theworld. A drop of blood or energy wasted now diminishes ten times the energy in the future.

It is not that men are unaware of the dark universe but remainignorant either because they are not interested or think it is nottheir job.

Wake up call

So modern day Romeos and Juliets, wake up! The power of love shall now be transformed into the power of action. We need a revolution! The world shall not remain as it is.
The collegians shall think, reach out beyond the compound walls and support the right causes, assure a bright future and become a force to reckon with.
Let us call ourselves hells angels!!!

Hells angels on their way

Hurry up before even your hairs turn grey...

Motto for I-Day

We care for justice, no matter how it is achieved! When running around the trees has drastically shifted to the corridors of real powers andgrim reality, let us `awake, arise and stop not till the goal is reached'.

Let that be the motto and cause to celebrate this Independence Day!
Having acquired freedom in the literal sense from British Raj almost six decades ago, let us now acquire freedom from the dark universe!

It is better late than never, there is hope for each tomorrow in an independent world!

It has been ages since me have blogged.

me was all over these days thinking over the meaning of the blog....what do people do at it.....
me have been going through many of the blogs of my seniors.....as my batchmates, as far as me know r unaware abt this.....

these days me a bit worried abt my academics....

everytime me keep screwing up the sem's...
n back home they expect a lot from me....

but the problem with me is.....
mei don't like the studying part, i mean in the sense in which
the whole world understands.....

me rather prefer learning to to the so called 'Education'...
me like working....tht's the reason why u find me in
everything in the campus...
the satisfaction u get from it, atleast i is much more than what u can even think of...

me get to learn a lot of things from the experience....
atleast me learn to live and survive....

but what u r expected to do @ home is to be a machine....
rather say a earning machine to curn out money......
to study hard....get into a dammed management course or a dammed IIT....
get a ready made placed job....with a start of say around 10 lakhs.....

my question is what r u gonna do with that....u get them along with u after u die(tht's a toooooo long thing fr us)...
one thing ur children wud inherit them.....
instead of that teach them to earn and live instead of pamperning them...
let them learn the difficulties and let them learn from them....

me know these bcoz tht's how my dad got the present position in which he is in....
able to send me to DAIICT.......



these things always keep reappearing in my mind....
me still don't have an appropriate answer to them......

these r not the only ones but there are many more.........
which in due course of time me wud be putting them here......

This is an extract from Narayan Murthy's speech on Overtime work.

I know people who work 12 hours a day, six days a week, or more. Some people do so because of work emergency where the long ours are temporary. Other people I know have put in these hours for years. I don’t know if they are working all these hours, but I do know they are in the office this long. Others put in long hours because they are addicted to the work place.

Whatever the reason for putting overtime, working long hours over the long term is harmful to the person and the organization. These are things managers can do to change this for everyone’s benefit.

Being in the office long hours, over long periods of time, makes way for potential errors. My colleagues who are in the office long hours frequently make mistakes caused by fatigue. Correcting these mistakes requires their time as well as the time and energy of others. I have seen people work Tuesday through Friday to correct mistakes made after 5PM on Monday.

Another problem is that people who are in the office long hours are not pleasant company. They often complain about other people (who aren’t work as hard); they are irritable, or cranky or even angry. Other people avoid them. Such behaviour poses problems, where work goes much better when people work together instead of avoiding one another. As managers, there are things we can do to help people leave the office.

First and foremost is to set an example and go home ourselves. I work with a manager who chides people for working long hours. His words quickly lose their meaning when he send these chiding groups e-mails with a time stamp of 2 AM, Sunday. Second is to encourage people to put some balance in their lives. For instance, here is a guideline that I find helpful:

1. Wake up, eat a good breakfast, and go to work.
2. Work hard and smart for eight or nine hours.
3. Go home
4. Read the comics, watch a funky movie, dig in dirt and play with kids etc…
5. Eat well and sleep well.

This is called recreating. Doing steps 1,3,4 and 5 enable step 2. Working regular hours and recreating daily are simple concepts. They are hard for some of us because that requires personal change. They are possible since we all have power to choose to do them.

In considering the issue of overtime, I am reminded of my oldest son. When he was a toddler, if people were visiting the apartment, he would not fall asleep no matter how long the visit, and no matter what time of the day it was. He would fight off sleep until the visitors left. It was as if was afraid that He would miss something. Once our visitors left, he would go to sleep. By this time, however, he was over tired and scream through half the night with nightmares. He, my wife and I, had to pay the price for his fear of missing out. Perhaps some people put in such long hours because they don’t want to miss anything when they leave the office.

The trouble with this is that events will never stop happening. That is life!!!
Things happen 24 hours a day. Allowing for little rest is not ultimately practical. So, take a nap. Things will happen while you’re asleep, but you will have the energy to catch up when you wake.

this is my first blog....

jus trying blogging for the first time....