Fucking Awesome !!!!

Unlike in the late 90′s or probably 8-9 years back, the people today have shown variance in choosing a career. Few limited options were too often opted out for various reasons which may shadow money, fame, assets and many more except?. What do u expect the answer to be? , may be i’m speaking about the regular words like job satisfaction, happiness, enjoying the work. If this is your guess then, oops you gotta guess or think beyond. Before telling the word
without beating the bushes around it ,let me tell you i have read an article on being “Fucking awesome in life” so that is what i’m throwing my mind at.

It’s just not only catchy but chirpy too! ,being lively and cheerful helps a lot in beating stress. My point is what does it take to be ”Fucking awesome in life” ? i’m going to see it in my perspective of life. The perceptions tend to change with people and their lifestyles.In my life and precisely at my age ,it may not be about getting too high on the philosophical mode or talking about the success scenario of both financial and married life. For me it would be more on developing the character , attitude and choosing the right career ( which is still a long term goal ) , but the short one’s being having a joyful and most memorable student life ( which include girls, movies, series and some other censored stuff). Dunno how i developed theses habits of not smoking or boozing. Considering my daily routine i gave a hard thought of what i can do, to be “Fucking awesome”. I listed out few options like learning something extreme, getting high on orthodox things. Soon i realized to be “Fucking awesome” you need not be an extremist( u kno wht i mean ) you need not be getting placed with some high paid salary, need not be having a gorgeous girl friend ( trust me you  will feel highly insecure ), need not be highly popular at school, need not be a 9 pointer, need not be a 5 pointer, need not be holding the convenor post in college government, need not be skillful at sports or extra curricular activities and many more. Instead you being yourself doing things which you put your heart into ( with honesty ) will surely make you feel “Fucking awesome”.

I started my blog last year and i posted only 3 articles. Now if i honestly enjoy writing i should have done a better job and i believe honestly that i enjoy writing. I again turned myself into this after an year. Let me see with my end sems approaching fast would i be doing this after the exams.    Coming back to the rest of masses, what will be their way of          being “Fucking Awesome”, i shall talk about certain persons  who indeed are “fucking awesome”. Recently we had this  issue with the passing of “Jan Lokpal bill” there you are i’m talking about Mr.Anna Hazare i don’t see any need to tell why he is “Fucking Awesome”. Recently i read an article in  Times of India , a guy who earns around 90k per month had a dream to get into a prestigious business school, eventually he got admission into London school of business now what? yeah money he started saving bugs right from the start. So, what’s fucking awesome about it? He had all the dreams as others and adding to it he is earning good. But, with his dream in his mind this guy spent minimal around 7k per month, he didn’t buy a car neither he went to decent restaurants nor he enjoyed luxury.Finally he was able to save 25 lakh rupees to fund his education. “Fucking Awesome ” isn’t it?.

We can cite many such examples but, what’s important is are we “Fucking awesome”?. Seriously as we go on we are able to discover lot of other career options which may not be as safe as being a software profession but, i bet when pursued with passion they gonna get you fame, money , satisfaction, meaning and above all make you feel  Yo! it’s “……………..” . Only pre requsite here is you need to find it!! the hardest part of it.

Perpetual Feeling!!

Far from above, anticipating an august rush
thinking about summer of ’11′ gives me a rush of blood
true it was a like paying amends for the past burst
seeking asylum to beat this weather
hardly making any progress in the midst of summer

yesterday it was lovely but soon turned sly
lurking around for the sun to set
composing a memoir to be sung by then

‘ precis of the verse goes this way
when you were around
it reeked, reeked hard
i ought to tell you
with a mere repentance
of being reneging
acting in a subtle way
Suddenly a ray of hope
for a split of a day
came here the convival celebrations
woot!! it’s raining here
oh! my god!! you smell
heavenly my dear earth
heavenly indeed
with turnover making bliss
for some more time
keeping us safe and hideous
to rejuvenate life for
one more time!!!’

How things affect us
such small cordial gifts,which nature gives
are sure to fill joy in every breathe you take
this would be so very energising and hope raising
howdy!! folks!

White gaffe!

Morning phobia with bizarre mind
having needed forte to be out of bed
thinking of my gal every night with a frail heart

oh! it ain’t a dream
truly a symphony
sure it is a gale which blew my soul apart
oh! it ain’t my destiny
truly a cacophony
sure it is a girl which blew my soul apart
deeper into me hardly she can see
all i needed was love love and only love

she fell in love with someone else
walking with me on egg shells
being in disguise was so tough
to make her happy i always bluff
In augury to get her i forgot myself!
…………………………….. eventually i got lost!!!!!!

DA-IICT Photgraphy and Design exhibition

Perfection…

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As i said i would tell you something about DA-IICT lyf!! .I’m trying to prove a point here,photography is not easy!! and above all we engineers..i mean we can do stuff like this .It’s simply amazing and takes us to some other world

Bad Boyz-Part-1

Before you start just ask these few questions to yourself:
1)What was your priority during schooling?
2)were you indulged in any mischeif’ s, If so do you feel proud about it?
3)What’s life to you? Disgusting,Beautiful,chalta hai, Inspiring,Educating….
Now go ahead and enjoy.

It was one of those weird days, where i fell sick.It was like a haunting experience for my mom with the worst word around “study”.Having being booed all the way long, i pushed myself to the what called”beasts”.Ah! i felt in one of my exotic fantasies,suddenly as a deadbeat man,i came back to my dungeon(which i feel).Oh! what a fascinating lady srry a girl, i know her i thought for a second ,may be she was one of those “fabled” girl who was being followed by my friends with sheer passion.Was it compassionate or fortunate for my pals to have her in what called this “frisky” no “friskier” nope “friskiest” male-adoloscent lane. Whatever, i thought and gave a dumbest look to the girl as if she was waiting for one.Boys feel that it was the way to go but,we hardly understand that no one really gives a damn to it.

“Akash”(name changed) you got a call, my mom said.(murmuring: These friends of your’s are really sick,none fits for good… ask those finest friend’s of your’s better not to poke you or i’ll hack them off). Mom it might be heard, can’t you be ….
“Hello” hey ssup’ man?(Standing to the atmost diagonal from mom) yea! i know .Yea! i’ll sharp at 7.30 in the morning, good, ..bye.Wandering about the plans for tommorow, i came back to my Holy place.Having peeped through an opening of my dungeon, i felt the hot breeze outside along with an immediate gesture(of girl’s) as a combo offer in any of those Mc D’s or Kfc’s.What a nape i thought. Sitting back to give some forcible look’s at those book’s i started planning for the big tommmorow.3 hours passed by and not even 3 pages were turned, ooh! i felt(as if i worked hard those 3 hours) and made my grand entry to the living room to really show-off.

Early morning around 6 Am
Wake up! was the call, why do people envy others who sleep well i thought.Mom give me a break i said, hoping it would work…but we know it doesn’t.Having spent more than 30 mins in the loo, i felt the warmth of sunshine then.I was getting my self ready for a red carpet walk at school and my bro was busy seeing a failure in me, it made me think about the probability of him being an idiot as a success.I felt my self in a quandry situation and decided to quickly make an exit.
7.30 Am: So how did you manage at home? asked my so called “finest” friend. That’s a bit of regular work done by me.Cool! so how is it going?(as if running a big corporate venture) ,well! fine till now said Vaibhav,we are far ahead of them.We always had this rivalry with those X’c’ assholes.Don’t give me an equivoque expression i’ll tell you.Way back(2 years ago…)

7th standard:
A beginning of a new academic year brings a lot of enthusiasm in students with new shoes, uniform, books and for us it was even getting better with an entry of a first girl in the history of ‘D’ section’s.Hmm! not bad i thought seeing her through.Came in our class mentor ‘Mrs,Deepika’,She introduced the girl as ‘Ms.Harika’(Bitch) to the class.What’s your name asked ‘Dheeraj’? Are you deaf, i had been introduced and now, get the outta here.These girls show such vacuous symptom’s.The whole class turned violent. Every man reacted to her, teasing and trying to piss her off!.Was it for good or bad but, we ended landing in the dean’s office, having got the incident testified it still got worse.Hoping for the best we started to kneel down as usual at his office(this has been a heritage site for us).1 hour passed by,it was getting laborious .We were said to write an apology letter(regular writing’s) stating the acceptance of our failure to maintain ‘Decorum’.Some times i feel ashamed that i have to copy even an apology letter from someone (it helped me to learn writing letters though).
The girl has been sent to 7′C’ followed by others leaving ‘D’ dry to girls as Gujarat to Alcohol.

8th standard:
It was fun all around(it’s really great to have class full of male prosti’s rather than few girl’s).It has been ages since we spoke to a girl..though 8′C’ has many but,our reputation made them to hardly care for us.It was again that f**k**g chemistry which was as difficult as to play the domino’s game( i hardly understood it).Seriously it was like a hell, we in a group of four were made to sit in the first seats and made to concentrate over the lecture,waiting for that bloody gob to be shut,we fell asleep I was in my own land of dreams ‘busy kissing a girl’ until i was being questioned about the working of ‘Blast furnace’.How do i know you dumb ass? i thought to say,but some how started to gather my voice to say’ i don’t know”.There you go a stone which can never be turned..blah..blah…
It was the last lecture for the day,where i had this centuple feeling of kicking the chem mad’m off the shore, it was great.Vishnu what about the plan “four”? said ‘Suman’ yea! we are on!.It was sports time…i want to tell you students at school show a lot of interest for sports either to play or see girl’s play(play boys).Soon we left the class with a sports wear( well! prepared for the battle).After having some tea, ‘Vaibhav’ said whoz gonna go first? it’s me..it’s me said ‘Sahitya’ wtf! i told you i would go..let it be( I would be at less risk i thought).We were eagerly waiting for our turns to go to the so called “Girl’s arena’(it looks like a CS map).It was my turn. i walked by to see any girl but to my luck i found the ‘sole less sole’ chem mad’m(wtf! what a bish i made? i thought) obdurating to change my gesture.yea! There were hail of blessings on me.I left the place with no regret.It was great i said,i met ‘Alekhya’ and started the converstion in style.It’ s me now said’Siddharth’ probably whose bio sensor would read max for the testosterone.
As a whole it was one of those days at school.
Some where down the line in mid winter,we cultivated this great habit called ‘malpractice’, it was a duo effort(inspired from swat cats) by me and ‘Vaibhav’ to get along smoothly.Well! we hardly looked upon acad’s which was replaced by ‘girls’ with atmost priority.Wheww! said Vaibhav looking at the questions,what’s in store?hmm! not 1st,2nd,……. may be 3-4 of them said vaibhav(Almost entrechating as if he got an ‘A’).What about you? me,forget it! it’s the same 3-4 i know.We somehow managed from other’s and had a safe finish.It was really hard to see people from the other world called “IIT Aspirants”.It was like some aliens coming to occupy earth and we were fighting for our independence.I don’t how many really felt to make it to IIT’s but to see it was like more than that.I pitty people who think it’s all life but no it’s not.

It’l take me some time to complete this….i need reader’s frank feedback to continue…i would update this in parts..so that u can read and n-joy!!

About me!

I am an easy going person but passionate and concerned about few things.I am thankful to people responsible in making my life a living heaven.Every day for me has to be fun so, i do crazy stuff.Has to be suspense’ d so,i take risks.Has to be secured so,i become a nerd.Has to be sweet so,i recall memories.Has to be meaningful so,i plan it.Has to be relaxed so,i listen to music.Has to be satisfied so,i write blogs.Has to be pleasant so,i read books.Has to be awesome so,i sleep well!.Simply i live life to extreme.