Insomnio (Insomnia in Spanish)

My kazillionth post titled "insominia"

i have been tossing around in bed for over an hour thinking of many, well, things

i feel rotten, wasted and foolish (the words reflect my present state of mind - i cant seem to think of better epithets)

Iam realizing the flip side of choosing to live in a dump working for my 'business'

in college, i was a raving nerd in the first year, slightly less so in the second.

In the third year, i caught this whim of making truckloads of money and cut classes like crazy to trade shares, cheating in exams like crazy (i attended about 7 lectures with Dr.Anandam and still got an S :), copying off chits and suraj's papers)

wasting time without achieving anything concrete (the money of course came and went at the end of it all, i ended up becoming sleepless over Calls, Puts, Futures, State Bank , reliance and ranbaxy).

By the fourth year i was totally convinced that my college course was not going to teach me anything and took to bunking, cheating and OB on a GRAND SCALE.

My grades started showing up too. I got an E in CRE II, where i had gotten an A in the previous semester - same prof, similar stuff (The whole trouble was that CRE II had these formulae which were like 3 miles long - much too long for my palm or the drawing board in Hall A and we are seated in Alphabetical order all the time. ABhilash sits next to the prof with Agnel behind him.

Gayathri or Jayshree in the next row always thought my twisting around and chatting / swapping stuff with Agnel in exams was not exactly normal and always regarded me with obvious disdain :)

My 7th sem was the worst ever - i got 8.

My GPA goes like this 8.68, 9.21, 9.63, 8.94, 8.84, 8.5, 8, 8.75 CGPA: 8.7 (give or take a few - i dont remember too well). I have all grades S, A,B,C,E with the exception of a 'D'. I asked Dr.Sai to give me a 'D' in Professional Ethics (Ethics. my foot, my face and my Ass !!) but he refused point blank to give me an 'A'.

There was this other fiasco about the CAT/GMAT and all that bull that came with it. Somehow, i realize now that ive ben such an imbecile in this regard.

my math skills very always ordinary. so if i wanted to get into an IIM in earnest, i shud av whacked myself and gotten to work in the 3rd year or something. I started in earnest in mid August. there was time only for Mock cats, fake cats and similar tests and the coaching classes.

somehow, i always knew that i wud come back home after college atleast for a few years and then decide about things later on. i still went along with the other junta for this CAT fiasco.

i got 98.84 Percentile overall. Math: 98.6 (i was kinda happy) Verbal: 98.9 (i had hoped for a 99+) and DI 85. Surprising, turns out that 2 more marks in DI wud av fetched my 95% there and an overall of over 99.2 - giving a minimum of 4 calls. All i got was a letter from SP fu*#ing Jain, which i threw in the litter bin.

I had earlier wasted 11,000 on booking/rescheduling a GMAT. In all my trials id gotten 740s and 760s. In the center, i suddenly realized that the English was pretty tough - all goddamn answers were similar looking and it was like 'spot the best answer based on minute bugs in the grammar' - my least fav question pattern. i had a real tough time and came out with 710 - which all the uncles who wrote GMAT with me assured me was a 'phenom' score as one especially bald uncle who worked for satyam (for 8 years) put it. all of em were wondering why i gave GMAT so early ( i mentioned to one of em that i will be 21 on the 20th of November)

Iam wondering about that too.

So when i shud av done something useful in my last year - i ended up fucking myself so hard that i was left reeling at the end of it all. i knew deep down that there is no way in the world that i can do an MS or convince myself to ask my Dad sponsor a 40lac MBA at Dartmouth or Colombia.

So here iam, 'working' for myself in this chicken shit little town, still hoping that there is some way out of it all :)

I do see the light at the end of this tunnel -and hey iam going towards it

swoon !!!

A couple more of 'em

Question # 1

What connects a pastime for public schoolboys, mutual one-handed slapping and Marilyn Monroe in bed?

Answer

Five. Eton Fives, high-five, Chanel No. 5 (heee heee)


Question # 2

Put the following words in order:

HAT, YES, FIRE, TRY, OPT, PUMP, SET, DUE

(If any1 knew the complete answer to that without looking below, i'l eat my bathroom chappals)

Answer

These English-seeming words are also the cardinal numbers from one to eight in various languages:

yes (1 Spanish Romany)
due (2 Italian)
try (3 Belarussian)
fire (4 Norwegian)
pump (5 Welsh)
hat (6 Hungarian)
set (7 Catalan)
opt (8 Romanian)

Whoa !!!

Question # 3

Which literary work links Robin Cook, Benjamin Franklin, Ismail Merchant, Arthur Miller, and Christopher Reeve?

Answer

"The Canterbury Tales" by Geoffrey Chaucer. The people in the question all have medieval professions as surnames, and someone from each of these professions had a tale to tell in Chaucer's work:

Tale 2: The Miller's Tale
Tale 3: The Reeve's Tale
Tale 4: The Cook's Tale
Tale 10: The Merchant's Tale
Tale 12: The Franklin's Tale

I can only sigh !!! Maybe i can attempt these quizzes next time with some help from Google and Wikipedia

What the heck!! Guess il have to go to bed feeling like an inadequate moron :(

Quiz Time !!

I saw this AMAZING puzzle somewhere and I really MUST post it - sure as shit, i had (to use another killer expression) ' a snow ball's chance in Hell ' of solving this one :)

Anyways - heres that puzzle and its answer

Question:

Someone like Elvis, someone like Elton John, a homosexual or someone who favours Elton John, a bird and someone who'd probably like to be one. (A red one rather than a black one).

What is the link?

Answer

*Someone like Elvis - a KING

*someone like Elton John - a KNIGHT

*a homosexual or someone who favours Elton John - a QUEEN (synonym for a homosexual or the Queen of England who made Elton John a KNIGHT)

*a bird - a ROOK

*someone who'd probably like to be one. (A red one rather than a black one) - a BISHOP would probably aspire to be a Cardinal

The link is that these are all CHESS PIECES.

Lotsa stuff happened

Like the topic says, in the last weekend - lotsa stuff happened.

Ive heard people speak of 'life-changing' experiences, work experience, pressure, the real world, bluffing, smooth talkers, hoodwinkers and so on.

All that happened to me - in one weekend. I wont talk about specific incidents - which will compromise my professional position's integrity (meaning, i wont spill beans about my work here)

I will, however, talk about a shitload of other things:

1. The ipod nano is the coolest gadget on earth. (i still dont have one)

2. Aaaal Paadhi, aaadai padhi - meaning - "The person is one half, how he is dresses makes the remaining half of him"

3. There are people who are WAY rich and still not very special. Meaning - not all rich guys are special guys. some are born lucky, some very lucky to be at the right spot at the right time.

4. Andrew flintoff - was standing in a queue (at the Mumbai airport) for about 15 minutes like, 2 feet in front of me. He was with the whole England Cricket team - en route Baroda for playing a 3 day match against the President's Eleven. The fuckin funny part was that i cud not recognize any1 else on the team, the guy next to me pointed out Ian Blackwell (from a photo in the DNA in this hand) and thats it. i was still hopin that Darren Gough and Alec Stewart or maybe even, guys like Trescothick were on the team. I could not recognize i single face apart from these two guys.

I was kinda embarrassed to go and say hi to Andy Flintoff maybe even ask for an autograph ( will fetch some money on ebay :)) ) coz, i felt i wud offend the 10 or so guys (his teammates) none of whom i recognized.

5. I can speak Hindi comfortably enough actually talk to business associates one of whom actually said " hey man, have you been in North India before. You speak good colloquial Hindi - not usually you find that in fresh south Indians"

6. Sriram's paper got published in "Journal of Fluid Engineering : ASME". Great News. Its even got my name on it in the last page "acknowledgments section". Sriram is going to Greece as well. iam happy for him

Lots happend and lots can be written. i choose to stop with this.

Puzzle of my Heart

After yesterday's bout of Nostalgia, there was more today.

It's the way she fills my senses
It's the perfume that she wears
I feel I'm losing my defences
To the colour of her hair
And every little piece of her is right
Just thinking about her
Takes me through the night
Every time we meet....The picture is complete
Every time we touch......The feeling is too much
She's all I ever need
To fall in love again
I knew it from the very start...She's the puzzle of my heart
It's the way she's always smiling
That makes me think she never cries
I feel I'm losing my defences..... To the colour of her eyes
And every little piece of her is right
Every time we meet....The picture is complete
Every time we touch......The feeling is too much
She's all I ever need
To fall in love again
I knew it from the very start...She's the puzzle of my heart
Like a miracle she's meant to be
She became the light inside of me...
And I can feel her like a memory
From long ago
Every time we meet....The picture is complete
Every time we touch......The feeling is too much
She's all I ever need To fall in love again
I knew it from the very start...She's the puzzle of my heart

-- Westlife "Puzzle of my Heart". Love song of the Century.

**sigh** Looks like another long n lonely night is lying in wait for me ;)

Tu Aaashqui Hai !!

I chanced upon this song on TV tonight:

Tu Hai Aasmaan Main Teri Yeh Zameen Hai
 
Tu Jo Hai To Sab Kuch Hai Na Koi Kami Hai

Tu Hai Aasmaan Main Teri Yeh Zameen Hai 

Tu Jo Hai To Sab Kuch Hai Na Koi Kami Ha

Tu Hi Dil Hai Tu Hi Jaan Bhi Hai

Tu Khushi Hai Aasra Bhi Hai

Teri Chaahat Zindagi Hai 

Tu Mohabbat Tu Aashiqui Hai Tu Aashiqui Hai

Tu Hi Dil Hai Tu Hi Jaan Bhi Hai

Tu Khushi Hai Aasra Bhi Hai

Teri Chahat Zindagi Hai 

Tu Mohabbat Tu Aashiqui Hai Tu Aashiqui Hai

Tu Aashiqui Hai

----Really really nice.

November 20 - On this Day

Was ambling thru a lot of trash on the internet when i suddenly came across this chickenshit article which had interviews of college kids from various metros in India about what they thought about the valentines day - it sucked.

That reminded me of some1 i knew back in school, whose birthday was on Feb 14 :). Cool, isnt it? This particular girl was hardly the type who'd be inclined to follow St.Valentine's ways - she wore glasses thicker than mine, weighed almost the same as i did (back then, my BMI was higher than the BSE Sensex - it still is formidable :) ) and was a nerd to boot. She sure had a tough time when all my 14 year old classmates taunted her on V day.

Now, i thought maybe lets check out whats special about my BirthDay. Wikipedia was not of much help (I already knew that Scarlett johanssen, Avril Lavingne are all my age and born pretty much around Nov 20)

Heres what 'BBC World - On this Day' had to tell: Link

Main article: "1995: Princess Diana admits adultery in TV Interview" - 20 Nov 1995

- Whoa !! im floored. Never had a high regard for the BBC anyways - pompous pricks !!

'The New York Times - On this Day' had this to tell me: Link

1620: Peregrine White was born aboard the Mayflower in Massachusetts Bay - the first child born of English parents in present-day New England. (Not Bad man)

2001: Federal health officials approved sale of the world's first contraceptive patch, Ortho-Evra.
(Holy Cow ! Not again)

2003: Singer Michael Jackson was booked on suspicion of child molestation in Santa Barbara, Calif. (The absolute last straw)

An elaborate 10 minute session on Google to fish for anyother special thing about November 20 leads me nowhere.

*sigh*maybe iam not a special somebody :)

The World according to America

Heres something I found on the web tonight. Some guy called Xah Lee, who appears to be a Chinese american runs this amazing website with opinions, articles on every damn thing from Stanley Kubrick to feminism.

Heres a map of the world as it is seen by americans. :)

http://xahlee.org/Periodic_dosage_dir/_p/usa.jpg

The magic of Wi Fi

Holla World!

Iam back and blogging.

Heres the fun part - Iam blogging from my own laptop from the International departure lounge in the Chennai International Airport - Pretty Cool, dont you think?

Whatever you think, iam thrilled to bits and can barely blog.

Iam seated next to this maami type girl (not too older than me, by the looks of it) with her dad, who i'l bet is a retired post master... waiting for a flight to singapore. This girl was explaining - in the most shocking brahmin baashai ive heard (my mom's own baashai is baby talk in front of this girl) about what is immigration and why they were objecting when he had mentioned that they will be in Australia for 90 days.

forget her, forget everything else - Welcome to Wi fi dudes - its here, it ROCKS and best of all its FREE !!! (here, back in domestic its billed, dunno why)

Imagine carrying a comp around and still able to check email, chat, blog whatever.

I am luvin it !!! ta ta gotta dash, i do have a flight to catch :)

Blog posts are one thing, naming em' posts is entirely another

Dunno if this happens to every1.

I opend up this new post screen after deciding on the contents of a new post.

Now this is what happned:

I came to the text box which said "Title"

Suddenly i feel, hmmm, what do i type here. Last time i had the same problem and wrote "Hmm a lil something i thought of". (turns out that there is an identically titled blogpost from a couple of days ago)

Today too, this was the first thing that came to my head.

what the heck, ive seen other junta who have blogged with titles such as

"zoolander" : for a post with the author's pic

"Globe trotter": for a post about a guy's visit to singapore

or even vettier ones like

"bloody mary"- for a post which had some stuff about tomato juice

or "sundance showdown" or "the last revelation" or someother chickenshit like that, all of which seems, um, stupid to me

The best course of action is to think of a nice blog title or just skip titles altogether.

( I can hear a voice in my right ear: "Hey dummy, if you cant think of witty lines to write as blog titles then atleast stop bitching about others who seem to be able to write them off at will")

(Another voice, this time in my left ear (probably belongs to the other side of my conscience) says:

" Ignore that idiot whos blabbing in your other ear.

Think of the scum who name their blog posts

"The seventh coming"

"The 13th warrior"

"Sanjay's List"

"Thursday, the 19th"

"Dubai macchan, Kuwait kaavaali "

Your outburst in the earlier part of this post is thoroughly justified.

I dunno, the left seems right (Now the right says, "Gotcha! thats not exactly original, is it?")

STOP

It is mighty pathetic in retrospect - not the whole thingy about giving blog titles - But the fact that i wasted 10 minutes on such trash