yeh hai meri kahani..........

These are days when i sincerely think about our prospective,in particular my prospective.These are hours when i ponder about how i should i spend the next minute.The only solace i get is that the suffering is not just within me but it sprawls to others as well,hence the use of word 'we'.These are tough times,for everyone.Even the beloved bear and bull have not been spared.The urge to be the cynosure beckons us but ,but alas!!

I left my college with a mixed bag of emotions.The sense of belonging was being taken away from me,but on its other side there was the optimism,a new world waiting for me with its exciting features,the pride and a euphoria to stand there with a armor to withstand the vagaries of life.The armor was our college's name and the gladiator was this petite creature(petite by the weight of expectations).The first two months were spent in arrogance and leisure.The third month brought me to the shores of uninhabited island,like a fetus inside womb with everything but the umbilical cord.Strange,no,bizarre but yes plausible yet quite critical.My previous mother(ITBHU) left me unwillingly coz she has been forced by the constitution to embark its child in every four years to uncharted territories.But she took a great care and handed over me to a new mother with an assurance that she would foster me till i become old enough to sail on my own.But my new mother(cognizant)dint approve me.The pundits say it wasn't her fault but she was haplessly marred by the vicissitudes of the great grand mother,the free market.She never called me,dint care for me and here i was left on to the shores of the virgin island.
The armor dint fail,no it would never but the gladiator was made weak by the vagaries above said. He was not just ready.

Here i am in the lap of my new mother listening her lullabies.She adopted me when i was a destitute ,she promised to nurture me when i needed it most.And yes she is living up to her expectations but alas human race is never content and always looking for more.In the annals of history we tend to forget our personal past.

So i wonder about my prospective,what i shall do.

Clues do come but making me more clueless. i dont know!!!!

conception and it's pitfalls..

the conception of clarity in a human mind is what that,unfortunately is absent in the professors' faculties of the university. professor G for example has an absent-mindedness coupled with muddled thoughts-conceiving brain and therefore is an epitome of a not-too-brilliant,average,academic indian professor. clarity in thought and speech is achieved when the mind participates relentlessly in a plethora of argumentative discussions with the critique side of the argument. a general clarity of mind ,which escapes the untrained mind,is more of an intuitive grasp of the distinction in thought processes which can be grasped as for and against an argument. this makes up the associated clearness of mind, which is admired in the gem-of-speakers and great minds.and as a note,i recall that once,i had arrived at juncture in my thought process, which proved that intuitiveness is more important and exact than intelligence. we ,the human species,that succeeded in burdening the intuitive side of the mind ,with heay and loopy logic that centers on dividing knowledge into little,comprehensive chunks and thus train the mind to miss the holistic grasp of the things. this is where we fall short of our companions,the pther animal species, which show an intuition for danger and which conspicuously escape the trained human mind.

I'm in Hyderabad

I am in Hyderabad these days.

My arrival here didn't change much. Some jerk in Bangladesh did try to warn the people of Hyderabad of my presence my exploding a bomb in Mecca Masjid here. But no one really took notice. Nevermind, some day I myself will do a press conference and reveal my presence.

Mehta sahib aur Talwar Miyan - Janaab inki baat hi kuch aur hai

Mehta Sahib aajkal bahut padh rahein hain......padhai ke keede ne sab ko kaata hua hai aajkal, par mehta sahib ko lagta hai bada hi jor ka kaata hai. Bechare Talwar miyan bhi usi keede ke prakop mein aane ke baad disturbed dikh rahein hain. Bhagwaan en dono bhale navyuvkon ko bachaye.

Exams

Exams are going on. And so the others are not really spending much time on the net. Or else would you expect such a time lapse between two successive posts of Bhen-de-Takke, the self-proclaimed maverick of the online social community.

BAND OF BOYZZ contd...

To his left sitsthe most reverred ,respected BABA.He sails with a vision to become a maverick or iconoclast.Sometimes breaking the norms by copying wats being taught but otherwise hes always busy in his world of words ,characters and plots.A nonmelliflous rock follower,shy butwith a wit,he smiles elegantly but laughs his heart outand ya he loves chaffing too.
Oh there in one corner is the GG guy.A leader by birth,but with a rationale.A humble,down to earth boywho'll never let u know that hebelongs to an affluent clan.Quite versed in profanitiesbut also well equipped with the contents of a dictionary.He aspires to be grt and has the prerequisities but above all an outstanding human being.
The last but nt th eleast ,the lover boy of r band.RISH2COOL is an amiable ,unprovoked,a conossiuer of porn and visions to be a software wizard.Hes careless but with lot of hopes.Hes a no dabbler in the art,he gives u every chance for a homosexual experience.....