Being SINGLE.

Sometime it is really havoc to remain SINGLE…

Q. what is SINGLE?

a. SINGLE: Not married or related to the unmarried state (according to dictionary).

But engineer’s definition (you know, I have to take care of my own occupation it is really mandatory for me to answer in that language.)

Single : a very disturbing state of girl/boy, in which (s)he has to show pair of teeth in front of everyone , to show that you are still happy with this status though you are not.

It is also a relationship status option in website “ORKUT” , which decides your profile visits if you are female and sometime it also decides your status in front of other one. And if you are a boy... does it even matter to boys whether they are on orkut or not: P

Single also means a SIN Gazed on Lonely Earth ( I tried to make full form of SINGLE).

This is the level of answers which we wrote in our examinations, guess the level of frustration of examiners after checking it.

Well cut the crap, and coming to the point.

Yesterday a south Indian lion (who live inside me though I am north Indian) roared badly and demanded for good south Indian food. So I had only one good option in Pune i.e. restaurant Vaishali at F C Road. :x (well hotels in Pune too serve south Indian foods but it has good Maharashtrian flavor which I really dislike.)

Usually this place is over crowded with people on weekends. It means you have to wait for at least 30 mins or more if you want to enjoy south Indian cuisine there.

I was alone there, with no one to company at dine. So it was really difficult for restaurant staff to provide a table to single person when 20-30 people more are waiting. So they asked me “can you join any one else, if you don’t have problem.”

Me: “no, I don’t have any problem. But please confirm from their side too”.

Now I am telling you this world is becoming crueler for mushy couples. That idiot waiter directly went to one such couple to ask about one seat... and that’s too for me!!!

Waiter: “sir a boy is standing there; can he join you people, if you don’t have any problem?”

Boy (astonished completely and was in mood to kill that waiter but I think he tried to become smart in front his girl friend): “don’t you guys have any other seat to offer him?”

Waiter: “no sir, restaurant is completely full today, as you know it is Sunday” (and smiled like a champion because he did his work perfectly).

Boy: “ok… we don’t have problem”

Then boy gazed to girl, and read her complaining eyes :p and they became silent. And for the first time I behaved like “pyar ka dushman “ in my entire life. :x just because of that idiot waiter.

I joined them, and I really don’t know what happened to them. They stopped discussing things. I was sitting opposite to girl.(she was very cute , and guy was $%@#$%@#$ in front of her)( you may also call it jealous factor).

We three were sitting there just like Gandhi ji’s three monkey. I had tried to play role of all three to remain silent, I tried not to listen any word from them and most important not to see that girl. (Blushes)

Now I was feeling very shy because of it, because I interrupted someone’s family planning or someone’s future plans about marriage or at least say any thing they were planning initially. :P

Even I tried my best to behave friendly with them, but it seemed that they were promised before my arrival that audio data transfer is sin in front of any computer engineer.

Suddenly I saw a table where only a pair of son and his father was sitting. I went directly to waiter and told him to ask kiddo-n-papa pair to allow and adjust me with them.

And also I abused waiter to give such sit previously.

Me: “ sharm nahi aati hai kisi k bhi saath betha dete ho”

Waiter (grinning): “sir us time koi sit khali hi nahi thi, aur aapne enjoy nahi kia.”

Me (tried to show more aggression): to wait nahi karva sakta tha” :X

Waiter:” offo sir, ok mai puchta hai un se..”

And finely I got sit at that table of father and son. And it was really a bad thing which 1 single could face at any crowded place.

M.A.D i.e.

Mr. Ashish Dixit

No beta it is COW!!!

A boy (age 3-4 years old) with his mother at juice centre of MG road.

Boy: mom vo dekho ek guy ( guy = cow in hindi)
Mother: no beta, it is not like this, you should say, it is a cow.

Though she was correct, and she is only trying to teach her child but this incident took away my thoughts for a moment.
Is it mandatory to cram learning English as our 1st language???
What about 18 different Indian languages???
Ok English is universal language but is it really necessary to give higher priority to it??? And that’s to in such an early age.
This English language craze is on its real boom today. No one wants to admit their wards in any Hindi medium school (till they have no other option left because of money).
Missionary schools are mushrooming up here and there. Private schools too started following such things.
I am not at all against of learning English language but they way parents have started taking it is seriously serious.
Whatever is the place, wherever is the location English is coming ahead leaving local languages far apart.
May be this BPO boom or IT industry is giving this a brighter platform but leaving own mother tongue is not a solution. It is only a problem.

Today it is like a shame if you do a grammar mistake in English but if when you do it in Hindi or other languages it is fun.

Speak Sudh Hindi in front of anyone, it can annoy him/her but no problem with English.

This guy(cow) incident is just an example, even in our houses it is a day to day activity to teach our wards such words , and do hell with other languages.
Already so many tribal languages have vanished from this world, Sanskrit users are really in numbers, urdu is no where in scene (leaving Pakistanis who are making a fun of this language , their speaking language is Punjabi and official language is urdu), and so many other languages.

Maa is becoming mom day by day; pita ji is getting converted into dad.

We can’t blame to parents directly but they can teach their wards their own culture at least at home.
We don’t need a USA or UK support to learn our own culture, it is becoming a practice of Indians to follow things happened in west. We do yog because Americans are doing it. Holy shit.

All I can say is we are developing our country India; we are not at all making any other state of USA here.
It is better to develop country by its own culture not by following any XYZ country, because they have their own standard of livings.

M.A.D
i.e.

Mr. Ashish Dixit

Jogging :(

 

Scene 1

Friend A:  are you pregnant?

Me: :O, since when boys are becoming pregnant. You idiot.

Friend A : no , actually you are getting weight day by day!!!

Me : :(

Scene 2

Friend B : what is your diet? I am afraid you will finish up all the things in dinner, and we will remain hungry.

Me: Oye fitte muh. My diet is normal; in fact I eat less than you. X-(

 

Scene 3

I am on phone with my mom.

Maa : bas mota hi hota rahiyo, kam mat ho jaiyo. Abhi chuttiya hai kuch kaam hi kar le. Weight ka kuch khayal kar and blah blah blah (conclusion: you are getting too much weight, start exercising)

Me: do you have any other thing to talk about? Huh (I seriously think sometime what will my mom talk about if I solve this problem of weight!!!)

 

There are so many more scenes too; even people who have never seen me are talking me in sarcastic way!!!

So finally I decided to do something.

 

Ahem!!!

I am good in yoga so initially I planned to start with yogic exercises; everything was going perfectly fine till one day one friend challenged me to become lesser in weight than him till 7^th January. ( I know it is not fair and time limit is very short. But challenge is challenge.

So today I decide to reduce it by faster way, a jogging way. (I have a good stamina in running and walking, so it is not a difficult task but the thing is I need a partner to jog with).

Today 20 December 2007

I woke up by 6:00 am (I was online till 2:00am, we poor internet breed of humans)

I called my friend for a company, even after 6-7 calls I was getting same reception “tring tring”… now it was cheesing me off. X-(

So I started jogging after replying my scraps on orkut, giving my valuable ( :O ) thoughts on various communities and replying my emails ( there was not a single bloody email in my mailbox today x-( )

Finally I am on road at 6:45am, accompanied by street dogs, fellow joggers (age group 50 to infinity)

Huh PMC (Pune Municipal Corporation) is not working seriously, too much trash on roads. Well nothing to worry about, I am still on road (walking, venue of jogging is our university road which is 700 m long, no idea about width :O)

Everything seems to be fine… wait... Who is burning coal at this time... Huh… that’s why I suggest people to do yoga. India is becoming polluted and populated day by day.

Huh!!! Is it necessary for people to throw condoms on roads x-(.

 

Finally after a Km walk, I am on university road (remember which is 700 m long)

Round 1:

Yaar India is really becoming populated; lots of people are there for walking. (Age group: 12 to 70+)... Damn it no hot chick is jogging.

Round 2:

Hmph hmph!!! Aaha lots of guys are coming for jogging; I am the only lazy ass who was not thinking about this. Idiot me.

Round 3:

Officially final round, because it is my first day and I have reached to my stamina limit. Hmph hmph… wow there is group of girls. :( may my luck wonders like Chetan Bhagat’s Five point someone novel’s Hari. Offo is it necessary or girls to come with their salman khan look like boy friends.

Finally I am out of campus, and sweating like a melting glacier.

May be I will keep continuing this practice. :)

 

M.A.D
i.e.

Mr. Ashish Dixit

180 min.

i modified this song to this shit, just to motivate all students appearing in various exams.. you know i am so kind..

180 minutes

180 minute !!!
180 minute hai tumhare paas
shayad
tumhari zindagi ke sabse khaas
180 minute
aaj tum accha likho ya bura
yeh 180 minute tumhe
zindagi bhar yaad rahenge
toh kaise likhna hai
aaj main tumhe nahi batayunga
bas itna kahunga
ki jaayo
aur yeh 180 minute
jee bhar ke likho
kyunki iske baad aane wali zindagi mein
chahe sahi ho ya na ho
chahe kuch rahe ya na rahe
tum haaro ya jeeto
lekin yeh 180 minute
tumse koi nahi cheen sakta
koi nahi
toh
maine socha ki
iss exam mein kaise likhna hai
aaj main tumhe nahi batayunga
balki tum mujhe batayoge
likhkar
kyunki main jaanta hoon
ki agar yeh 180 minute
iss exam ka har questions mai
apni memory ki sabse badiya
answer likh dia
toh yeh 180 minute
khuda bhi tumse waapis nahi maang sakta
toh jaayo
jaayo aur apne aap se
iss zindagi se
apne khuda se
aur har uss insaan se jisne tumhe
tumpar barosa na kiya ho
apne 180 minute cheen lo


M.A.D
i.e.

Mr. Ashish Dixit

O Re Piya

Sometimes even a song can change your mood, I remember of one guy who left USA just because of one song (I am talking about Mr. Raj Bapna of mind power who left USA just because of song “chithi aayi hai”).

Yesterday I was chatting with one of my friend, we generally chat about movies as well songs (a height of Vellapan you can say). So she asked me about “aaja nachle” movie… at that time I was only in the clouds of bad reviews of this movie from various sources. So I had no idea about its song, I had an idea of that controversial song and nothing else. She forced me to listen this song “o re pia”.

First I downloaded it from website like and ideal cyber thief. Aaaahhhhaaaaaa this song is sung by Rahat Fateh Ali Khan Sahab. Wow a treat to ears; it was the first reaction after few lines of song. Suddenly I was completely in song. It’s a song about a girl who is completely mad for her love and chasing her love.

Suddenly I was in completely in the fever of song and don’t know from where one tear rolled out of my eyes. I became mad and started moving my feet. Whew thanks to god that I was alone in my flat at that time, I started giving facial expression, I was completely out of my sense at that time. And then it happened which even never happened to me by listening any fast dance track. Yes I started dancing slowly, slowly. My player was in one song repeat mode. And after 1 hour or 1.5 hours, I came in my sense. Hell what was I doing and for whom? So many questions were floating in my minds just in few seconds.

I am sure some of you might have felt the same magic with this song. Here is the lyric of this song.

O re piya haye 3

Udne laga kyon man baawla re
Aaya kahan se yeh hosla re
O re piya haye 2

Tanabana tanabana bunti hawaa haaye bunti hawa
Boondein bhi to aaye nahi baaz yahan

Sagish mein shaamil sara jahan hai
Har zare zare ki yeh iltiza hai

O re Piya
O re Piya haye 2
O re Piya

ni re ,re re ga
ga ga ma
ma ma pa
pa ma ga re sa
sa re re sa
ga ga re
ma ma ga
pa pa ma
dha dha pa
ni ni sa sa pa
pa sa ma pa dha ni sa ni
re ni sa sa sa.. . . . ..

Nazrein bolen duniya bole
dil ki zaban haaye dil ki zubaan
Ishq maange ishq chahe koi toofan

Chalna aahiste ishq naya hai
Pehla yeh vada humne kiya hai

O re piya haaye 2
O re piya
Piyaaaaa....

yehhh piya

Nange pairo pe angaro
chalti rahi haaye chalti rahi
Lagta hai ke gairo mein
Palti rahi haaye
le chal wahan jo
Mulk tera hai
Jahil zamana
dushman mera hai

haaye

O re piya haye 5

Brief about song:

Movie : Aaja Nachle (2007)

Music Director : Salim Suleman

Singer : Rahat Fateh Ali Khan Sahab

Lyricists: Jaideep Suhani and Piyush Mishra

Mood/Type: Sad.

Listen it to feel the magic.

M.A.D
i.e.

Mr. Ashish Dixit

Exams sexam hye rabba!!!

Whew!!!

What a relief!!!

Finally the monster of exams is not here , although he has promised me to come back after 6 months and also promised to show his fear in the month of February ( I m talking about results).

I don’t know what happened to me this time, for the first time I was… wait … no one was in fever of exams ( leave toppers idiots, they have nothing to do else.). We guys were 24x7 online on internet, we chatted with each n every one possible. We watched movies. We did whatever we didn’t suppose to do at that time. And the irony was no one is crying even after bad exams (huh, I m not talking about results, on that day from topper to bloody looser everyone cry. Topper to get more and looser hehehe to clear exams or to pass exams…)

Though my exams were not satisfactory this time, but because of our university pattern, we were too much blessed. Our blessing level was too much up that no one dares to touch before examination day. :)

Right from 1^st exam to last one, we people were leg pulling enjoying our sleepless nights (not burning midnight lamps buddy) but chatting on computer, making communities to do more leg pulling work.

My friend and me had already written so many algorithms helpful in passing exams, (links will be provided to each and everyone on demand).

So I am once again labeled as free after exams, huh, I know I have too much things in my mind for this vacations. Lets see how will I climb my dangerous plans. :). Till then jai ram ji ki… errr jai sita ram ji… :)

M.A.D
i.e.

Mr. Ashish Dixit

Exams :(

Twinkle twinkle little star…

Aur yeh jo exams hai yeh hai sabke baap.

I know above poem is bad, in fact very bad. But one can easily see my mental condition in examination time. A time in which I love to do each and everything possible than studies. I swear these exams are different than previous any exams happened. First of all it is my first time to final year :p. means after 6 months I will kick on the a** of this engineering. Whew. I can see stress free (???) life.. I know industry people are watching me and ready to give tons of work, like their senior did. But hey it is too much now with studies.

I am watching movies daily (downloading source will be revealed on demand). I have watched Gawaria ohh wait wait.. it was sawaria. I named it gawaria because initial first part was just like any chitrahar show having 2-3 hosts who are making fun of public by giving stupid dialogues. A so called love story , I was full up of tears after watching this movie. Yes sanjay leela bhansali is greatest movie maker. But hey hey I was not crying because of emotional flow of movie but those were tears of happiness.. whew 2 hours are over so is this movie. I was very happy after this movie because I am still to understand WHY. Why this movie. Why did I watch this movie. No doubt sets of movie were awesome and songs were too good. But story and acting.. nah.. sonam kapoor and ranbir kapoor were looking cute but why did SLB took salman and rani who spoiled movie.

Well after this I watched Om Shanti Om. It was better than previous one or say it was seem to be better to me after sawaria effect. Though it was spoof of so many things. Even SRK did his spoof. Deepika was looking gorgeous and I must tell you SRK is much better than any other one with 6 pack abs. he has started inspiring me.

The most irritating thing about this PLs( preparation leaves, which are supposed to be used by any student to study for exams) is internet. I have started sitting for 5-6 hours daily on it. And I am not the only one with such daily habit. Maximum of my college friends are following same routine. In fact we people have started making fun on internet. Guess we are studying on gtalk. Gosh. We r discussing problems ( obviously love problems, who cares about study problem).

This is our condition in exams. :( mano ya na mano…

Same is the news from all over india from fellow final year engineers…

Ok start wishing me luck buddies. Who knows your best wish may give some fortune to me.

M.A.D
i.e.

Mr. Ashish Dixit

water water... hmm i am aquarius.

few years back when I was kid (8-10years old ) …

I was in bathroom .

Mom : kitna khelega pani se, ar logo ko bhi nahana hai (how much will you play with water, other want to bath too)

Me: kya hai .. tang mat karo.. ( plz don’t disturb me )

Same history repeats itself years to years, day after day…

And this love for water was increasing with its pace.

Being an Aquarius it is natural for me. To do water works, to love water.

21/10/2007 (today’s date)

I woke up as usual, and after reading all the SMSs from friends on Dushera. I started to begin my daily activity.

So my first step out of my bed.

CHAPAK

2^nd step

CHAPAK

I realized that I am still in dreams but wait wait …

My image was floating on the floor…

Ohhhhhhh shit…

My floor was flooded with water :( . some 3-5 cm in height .

Ohhh what happened… Then I realized our lovely cook remained open the tap of kitchen and all blames to Pune’s builder. They bloody @%$#$%@# didn’t get time to provide better drainage system in kitchen.

So water was coming from that source.

Firstly I made the tap off. Then ran to my room mate ..

Me : gaba plzzz wake up.. our flat has been flooded by water.

Gaba: bhad mai ja …( go to hell)

Me : abey I am not kidding yar, really flat has been flooded…

Gaba : let me sleep , I slept at 6 am.

Me: abey idiot wake up. It is 8 am now. Plzzzzzzzzz help me . I am unable to clean it on my own.

Gaba then ignored me and used his blanket to cover each n every part of his body.

Me: #$%^$%^#$&#$T#$^&%^&$Y#$%&%^&%^#&%^&@$T%@#$^@$&#%^&@^@#$ ( some words are better to keep in encrypted form… I hope you are getting my feeling)

So I took broom and started sweeping water first from my rom. Oh shit I am missing one thing which is known as WIPER. :(

But it is in my luck to use desi things to clean the floor.

And to make my condition worst , my maid didn’t come.

So here I am .. and this is me… with broom.

Sweap sweap and sweap…

After that I realized I am just wasting my time using simple broom to clean things.

Then I used one desi method .. and I used my old towel to squeeze water .

After 1 hour of cleaning I became tired :( and took rest.

Once again after 5 mins of rest I was bac to action.

My room -> kitchen ->gaba’s room->bathroom.

Everywhere …

Finally cook came and he started laughing on my condition…

Gurrrrrrrr

Me: bhaiya it is because of you.

Cook : hahahaha

Me : chal don’t laugh and clean the remaining :(

Cook : ok bhaiya…

And he took charge from me, it was just like exchanging duties. He started cleaning floors of rooms and kitchen.

Whew

Then I realized god is too great.

He saw that our maid won’t come today so he adjusted his entire festive mood and forced me to make my flat cleaner.

And after hard work (muuuuuuuuah I love this hard work term, because I never do it) my flat was cleaner: O

Some of the hidden advantages of this cleaning program. :

1) flat is much cleaner today

2) I got my cute rugby ball back… hurray now I can play with that (don’t think any other thing.. it is just a softball in shape of rugby ball. And I love to play with it in my room. :) )

3)i got my 2 pairs of socks

And there are too many.

Rest is fine.

HAPPY VIJAYDASHMI

longessssssssssssst tongue

Aha so finally I checked status of my tongue with respect to (oh we engineers love this term) world records. :(. I think I need to do some exercises to make it longer.

Yesterday I was on bike (of course as pillion rider) and playing with my tongue (my favorite time pass :D ).

Before I write any thing I must tell you that I have longer tongue which must have been gifted by lizard’s family for my respect to their ancestors (yes I am talking about dinosaurs).

To make things better and clear for you , I can touch my nose tip with my tongue tip. :P . so you can imagine greatness of my tongue.

Well so because of devils inside me I googled “longest tongue in world” and got few records . The longest tongue in the world is recorded to some Stephen Taylor who has 9.5 Cms of tongue :( (He must belong to a family of lizards, I am telling you). And next to him is one girl who has record of 7.8 Cms tongue (interestingly she has longer one in females) .

So in a hope to get something, I checked my tongue…

Bull shit…. No no… dog shit… no no… oh come on yaar shit is shit…

My tongue is 1.6 Cms shorter to world record. Yeah you have calculated it right my tongue is varying between 7.8 or say 7.9 Cms . so I have planned to do some pushups with my tongue so that I can reach this golden figure… :). After all record is record..

And stupid Itune was playing “kya khoya kya paya jag mai”

But this tongue mystery has solved many mysteries disturbing me inside. Like

1) It has solved the mystery of my talkative nature, now I got it why I speak too much.

2) Why it takes too much time to clean my tongue :( with the help of tongue cleaner.

But it has not solved one mystery yet “why do girls speak more than boys if they have shorter tongue”. I am still looking for this.. haha

Gaba (my room mate, who can make record in his weight... just kidding) and me tried to measure my tongue with every possible way out (you may call it height of insanity, but we both live like this only hehe).

Our kaam wali bai was working in our flat at that time. She looked our madness and just smiled. Actually she was not getting words in hindi to speak anything (she is very weak in hindi :( and uses Marathi often).

So finally she gave her golden statement after all this” ae bhaiya , tum log ee kya karta hai… hamare Marathi mai ek kahavat hai jiska jeebh naak se chu jata hai , uski har icha puri hota hai.” (English translation for any angrez. “he brother, what are you doing… in our Marathi there is one old saying that if you can touch your nose tip with your tongue tip, your every wish will be fulfilled by god).

Hmm.

So I have started making wishes.. if you people have any .. you can contact me.. haha

Lord Ram's comments on RAM SETU

It has been copied from one community of orkut, i liked it so i m posting it here...


Lord Ram's comments on RAM SETU

The Lord Shree Shree Ramachandra Prabhu surveyed the Ram Setu and said
"Hanuman, how diligently and strenuously you and your vanara sena had built
this bridge several centuries back. It is remarkable that it has withstood
the ravages of the climatic and geographical changes over centuries. It is
indeed an amazing feat especially considering the fact that a bridge at
Hyderabad built by Gammon using latest technology collapsed the other day
even before they could stick the posters on its pillars."

Hanuman with all humility spoke "Jai Sri Ram, it is all because of your
grace. We just scribbled your name on the bricks and threw them in the sea
and they held. No steel from TISCON or cement from Ambuja or ACC was ever
used. But Lord, why rake up the old issue now."

Ram spoke "Well, Hanuman some people down there want to demolish the bridge
and construct a canal. The contract involves lot of money and lot of money
will be made. They will make money on demolition and make more money on
construction. "

Hanuman humbly bowed down and said "Why not we go down and present our
case"

Ram said "Times have changed since we were down there. They will ask us to
submit age proof and we don't have either a birth certificate or school
leaving certificate. We traveled mainly on foot and some times in bullock
carts and so we don't have a driving license either. As far as the address
proof is concerned the fact that I was born at Ayodhya is itself under
litigation for over half a century, If I go in a traditional attire with
bow and arrow, the ordinary folks may recognize me but Arjun Singh may take
me to be some tribal and, at the most, offer a seat at IIT under the
reserved category. Also, a God cannot walk in dressed in a three-piece suit
and announce his arrival. It would make even the devotees suspicious. So it
is dilemma so to say."

"I can vouch for you by saying that I personally built the bridge."

"My dear, Anjani putra, it will not work. They will ask you to produce the
lay-out plan, the project details, including financial outlay and how the
project cost was met and the completion certificate. Nothing is accepted
without documentary evidence in India. You may cough but unless a doctor
certifies it, you have no cough. A pensioner may present himself personally
but the authorities do not take it as proof. He has to produce a
life-certificate to prove that he is alive. It is that complicated."

"Lord can't understand these historians. Over the years you have given
darshan once every hundred years to saints like Surdas, Tulsidas, Saint
Thyagaraja, Jayadeva, Bhadrachala Ramdas and even Sant Tukaram and still
they disbelieve your existence and say Ramayana is a myth. The only option,
I see, is to re-enact Ramayana on earth and set the government records
straight once for all."

Lord smiled "It isn't that easy today. Ravan is apprehensive that he may
look like a saint in front of Karunanidhi. I also spoke to his mama
Mareecha, who appeared as a golden deer to tempt Sita maiyya when I was in
the forest and he said that he won't take a chance of stepping on earth as
long as Salman Khan is around."

Being in final year of computer engineering,

Like any other thing this is also a landmark of anyone’s life. It is not an ordinary year; even it is a period which you always want to keep in your memories. Finally I have realized the things which I am getting in pieces. Quite obvious I am not talking about my academics but I am talking about a gate which will throw me out from my educational life to a professional life.

I never have an attitude of final year student. I am living my life as it is coming on my way. Means controlling all emotions in one life.

Today I realized the value of this attitude. I was in lift of our college library. And with me there was one guy, I really don’t know about him. Well after shutting the doors I started doing my job which is full up of making insanity , well I was playing with (not on.. ) my mobile…

Guy next to me: can’t you stand properly.

Me: :O

Guy: well I am in 3^rd year; you should respect your seniors. (I don’t how did he judge my class. :O )

So lift reached to the ground floor, common destination of both of us.

Me : excuse me sir.

Guy : yes

Me: by the way I am in final year and I think final year comes after 3^rd year.

And finally I gave victorious smile to him.

Guy: :O sorry sir… I thought you are in 2^nd year.

Me: its ok buddy… but take it as lesson.

And left the place waving my mobile in same way, I was doing in the lift. :)

Recently I have also started feeling that I am a student of computer engineering :o . Well don’t be shocked, I never did any technical work, I never did my assignments on my own and also I have never gave my practical exams in fair manner.

Last night I was talking to papa on phone.

Papa: so how much have you started studying? (my father is also a member of CPI.. it is not communist party of India. You nerd!!!, it is common problem in India… well it means when a person only knows two states 0 and 1, i.e. either on or off. Well to make things clear my father only talked about studies and money on phone, 0 or 1 in my language, means in language of computer engineering… aha Digital electronics .. I love it…)

Me: I am busy in project work.

Papa: and what about money, you are misusing my ATM card now.

Me: err… papa I never did, actually blah blah blah (you people can mail me to take crash course of making fake expenses.)

Papa: hey you have got one CD as gift.

Me : oh please send it to my address.

Papa: ok give me your mail address.

Me: ok it is aashish.dixit@gmail.com , send it as attachment.

Papa : :O

chai per bulaya hai...

Winamp played a trick with me, and played some songs which I was in forgetting processes. After playing some melodious tracks, suddenly it played a track “SHAYAD MERI SHAADI KA KHAYAL”…

Tough I don’t prefer to listen such highly motivating, inspiring, stimulating, etc songs which motivates youths to a dangerous gamble of life known as MARRIAGE.

But I was in bathroom and playing with my razor to make my face cleaner, in short I was shaving.

And because of one term known as “LAZYNESS”, I allowed it to play. Now my brain started playing with my thinking power and I started thinking if…

1) If her mom called me for tea, then what will happen: as I prefer anything over tea.

Her mom: so beta what would you take tea or …

Me: err, can’t we chat and forget about tea or other formalities.

Her mom: beta don’t feel shy, feel as home. Now tell me what you would prefer to take.

Me: hmm. Ok can we have ICE tea, I simply love it.

Her mom: I am sorry son, but ice tea…??? Sorry I don’t know how to make it.

Me: its ok aunty, so can we have Lemon Tea. It is good for health too. Lime is best for our body and blah blah blah…

Her mom: :( I am sorry once again…

Me: ok. Simple tea is fine, but I prefer to have 1 TS sugar in it.

Her mom: ok

And after this “TEA with her mom” program we chatted something else.

2) If her dad called me for the same, in any of good restaurant

Father: so son, how are you, I listened about you. She was disturbing my days and nights in your introduction.

Me: I am fine and it’s my pleasure to listen such things for me. (Blushing)

Father: so where are you working, and at what post.

Me: sir I am working in this blah blah blah company and this blah blah blah post (I am still jobless, is any recruiter reading this, CV will be mailed as per requirement)

Father: oh it’s nice. So what would you have a simple tea :O :O :O

Me (making expression of not again… puhllllleeeeeeez….. but somehow I recall some of my friend’s request that first impression is last one, so please don’t behave like Ashish there) : oh yeah sir, whatever you prefer.

Father (expression: showing attitude of father-in-law): why? Can’t you make this simple decision?

Me: err. Ok sir, coffee will be fine for me. Expresso.

Father : uff this generation… coffee coffee.. don’t you people know about benefits of tea.

Me: err, ok sir one tea for me , with 1 TS sugar.

Father(in his old expression of attitude) : order it to waiter, I am not working here as waiter.

Me (gulp) :yes sir… sir by the way what would you prefer?

Father :me.. ok order one coffee for me

Me : :O :O :O :O :O :O :O

3) If she turns out to be tea lover.

I will simply type www.orkut.com and search any other for me… :(

And finally after this shaving-cum-dream sequence I felt the power of Gillette razors, truly yar, these people are number 1 in making blades. I got two cuts on my face :( in this shaving process.

CHAK DIA INDIA NE

Finally India won world cup which all of were waiting for the long time. Actually it was 1^st world cup for my age group of youngsters living in India.

I soon realized that every paper is mentioning “CHAK DE INDIA” and writing about cricket , Times of India flooded 6 pages with the news of cricket just after that day, Hindustan times Delhi edition filled 5 pages. Even regional papers filled as much they could do.

I wasn’t astonished by the media behavior because I was expecting this much of shits in Papers, TV etc. but soon I was in history of events. And I remembered that Indian hockey team won Asian cup just few days back, and what media did for them… they just published few lines.. Yes few lines… some might had published 3-4 paragraphs but not more than it was in any paper.

Ok done … it’s a part of life and players have their own status level…

Today I was reading news on REDIFF and to shame for all there was one news in which senior hockey players are ready to go on hunger strike… feeling sorry for them.. yes you should be… today we have made cricket as unofficial national game of this country on the coffin of national game of our country.

I am neither a fan of hockey nor of cricket, but really this news has shocked me. The condition of hockey team is not so bad; in fact they are winning much more matches than cricket team. Proof to my statement is their latest game in Asian cup. They did everything could to do bring pride of our country back to India.

But alas neither state or Indian government nor media encouraged them for there historic victory. CHAK DE INDIA movie had shown reality but at least it is a duty of our government to promote this game… what our state governments are doing... They are giving 5-10 lacs to per player of cricket team (who are already flooded by other organization, publicity and sponsors). SHAME ON GOVERNMENTS on this policy.

I wish some one read it and take action for our national players (not of cricket but of hockey and other sports).

Jai hind

Even on searching about Indian hockey team , google has started to show maximum results on movie

What a great development of national game

Just another holiday.. :( or :)

Yesterday I just realized that we people have paid money for holidays. No I mean we are now getting holidays in bulk. Sometime 4 days a week, sometime it is 5 days week :O . We are as helpless as our teachers. They are unable to provide teachers; we are unable to provide strength of student to them.

This is a beauty of final year of any college, you don’t have to worry about classes but you have to about gaps between classes.

Now see the scenario, we people have holiday on Wednesday, Saturday and Sunday (these are official one from college). I know many of you have started scratching your heads, and even some of you might have planned to kill me because if this bakar. But I am helpless, because I saw extremity of these holiday thing…

I was too much bore that I went to near by hill (famously known as Jain temple). Did photography, enjoy the silence of nature for more than 3 hours and finally when mosquitoes started to enjoy drinking my blood. I came back from there.

Even on regular days, there is no guarantee for classes, as we people have mastered to bunk ( :O ) don’t be shocked, bunk is an integral part of class life. Hehe

It is not only happening with our college student but also with so many others, one of my friend is in journalism, she is also in a mood of complaining such thing of holiday. My sister who is also in a journalism final year also enjoys 90% of time at home.

After being bored from such things, I have decided to bore you people with my utter bakwas.

Notice : if you people are religious and have no panga with lord, then please start praying for me . as our university may show result today. Thank you in advance.

these are few images which i tried to capture using my 1.3 MP camera( i have motorola V3i)

god is trying to fill colors , but we the people on this earth are trying to make thing black.
and its me to show some "tashan"
gods ji is searching something using his torch.. dekho kaise light mar rahe hai


i wish i could fly like this bird in open sky, with no tension, no griefs in my mind.
finally its me once again with by buddy ritesh in fultoo masti mood.

Hey Ram

It is very difficult to make a period film, especially when it has to show some hindu-muslim riots. It is even more difficult in India to make a movie against of M.K.Gandhi . But for our Kamal Hasan nothing is difficult. He is true face of Indian cinema, and has produced so many classics.

Was this movie really against of Gandhi… yes it was!!!

Sir Kamal Hasan never claimed that it is not but he never claimed that it is against of him.

Movie started with one 89 year old grand pa who is some where in life and death, and on his way to hospital. But because of some riots between hindu-muslim, his ambulance had to stop in between its way. Another master piece of Kamal sir, he used 6^th December in his movie with a motive. It is the thing which only few film makers could show. Then there started a real movie in flashback.

A story of south Indian Brahmin who was in archeologist department of India and working on Mohan jo daro site. He had his best friend one Muslim guy (played naturally good by Sharukh Khan) who was his colleague. Now because of hindu-muslim riots and partition problem, Saket ram (Kamal Hasan) moved back to Bengal to meet his wife (played by Rani Mukharjee)…

Muslims mobs killed his wife after raping her and it turned saket ram into a fanatic hindu, who started killing Muslims with his pistol. He met to one Hindu leader (Atul Kukarni) according to whom Gandhi was the main problem of every problem of India at that time.

And here parents of Saket Ram forced him to marry once again to one south Indian girl (played by Vasundhra Das). Now Hindu leader called him up to Maharashtra for planning to kill Gandhi, they even practiced with guns. But in one accident Hindu leader lost his life and now the killing of Gandhi was in the hand of Saket Ram only. He moved to Delhi leaving his wife with her parents.

In Delhi another Hindu group guided by Nathuram Godse was planning the same for Gandhi. But in between of Saket trials he met to his old Muslim buddy who saved his life from muslim mobs. This muslim guy was the follower of Gandhi now and tried to convince Saket about the brotherhood of hindu-muslim once again. In the riots Sharukh lost his life and Saket once again started thinking in brotherhood. He went to Gandhi with his father-in-law to meet him on D-day. That conversation with Gandhi forced him to think about his sins and he decided to give his weapon to Gandhi and to tell him about his previous planning of assassination… but Nathuram came and killed Gandhi… and in the present of movie Saket ram lost his life.

This movie was too much controversial right from its beginning to its end. Whether it’s kissing scenes in movies or debate on “Hey Ram” words (final words spoken by Gandhi).

But Kamal Hasan chooses best and did what a best director could do. Unlike any other movie based on life of Gandhi this movie showed him as villain in starting and ends up with making him hero once again.

Few scenes were masterpiece in movie. For example a scene of blind little muslim girl searching of her parents in night, Sharukh’s dialogue in the end, Saket Ram searching for muslims.. these all were well directed.

Finally my long time dream of watching this movie ended on yesterday after long 7 years.

And I know it is very difficult to write about 7 year old movie because everyone has his/her mind setup for such movies.

Hey ram

now only on one...

because of some reasons i have deleted my another two blogs. and will continue to write on this single blog...

Here without you

One of the romantic song i have ever listened.. listen and feel the love in your life :D


Here without You

A hundred days had made me older
Since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lights had made me colder
And I don’t think I can look at this the same
But all the miles had separate
They disappeared now when I’m dreaming of your face

I’m here without you baby
but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby
but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight it’s only you and me

The miles just keep rolling
as the people either way to say hello
I hear this life is overrated
but I hope it gets better as we go

I’m here without you baby
but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby
but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl it’s only you and me

Everything I know, and anywhere I go
It gets hard but it won’t take away my love
And when the last one falls, when it’s all said and done
it get hard but it won’t take away my love

I’m here without you baby
but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby
but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl it’s only you and me (repeat)

Welcome Back Dr. Haneef

He was rocking all the news channel , he was in every paper of India, for most of people he was victim of Australian government, for some he was innocent, for some he was really criminal.

Here I am not targeting him because this unlucky fellow has seen too much trouble in recent time. I don’t whether he was guilty or not, whether he done any crime or not. And I am least concern about it. Really!!!

But one thing which shocked me, it was behavior of Indian government and Indian media.

Indian media tried its level best to show mercy for him, Indian media actually did lots of homework to prove itself. Media became mad and tried to show each and everything related to him. He became national hero. I don’t think it was necessary to create any kind of hype. But we did it. We tried to write as much possible for him. They even showed what they shouldn’t show on TV.

Indian government too acts very comic in this incident. Our respected prime minister didn’t sleep because of this news after, all this guy was much more important than any other government work… unfortunately he was same PM who reacted very late at the time of Mumbai bomb blast and other same incident. He was the same PM who even tried to keep his lips sealed on reservation issue and other main issue which were really destroying our society.

But who cares… everything is allowed if it is somewhere in our constitution.

Congratulations to YOU all

Yes congratulations to you all, who are not planning to watch, or who hadn’t seen “partner” movie yet.

Slowly-2 I am loosing my interest from bollywood movies, for a movie crazy people like me past 2 months were just like days spent in hell.

Each and every movie was up to the mark of bogusness. Each movie was filling with tons of craps, stupid PJS, unwanted unmusical songs, unwanted fight scenes, heroines crying for ‘please give more cloths’ and many more.

It started with movie “Chain khuli main khuli”, I went to watch it because I was die hard fan of Rahul Boss... never mind movie was worst… I promised my self to not to go for movies for next coming days...

But my misfortune was chasing me with double pace, and one day one of friend and I decided to watch “aapka suroor”… :O and to make condition pathetic , we watched first day first show(proof you can see in my orkut profile’s album). Movie had everything, right from stupid dialogue to HR… and I am still crying for it because everyone who knows me is abusing for watching this movie.

To change my mood I went for “awarapan”, which was little bit better because of its song and brilliant performances… but this movie was too crying for better story line, specially its end.

Well after that to make me cry I watched “apne” movie, it was better because of its story line and brilliant performance by Dharmendra(official blood sucker of dogs) Deol, Sunny(a man with 2.5 kg of hands)Deol and Bobby(I have one expression on my face)Deol.. ok ok Bobby didn’t act well… but I wrote his name because he was in movie too. Kiron Kher gave power boosted performance. It was nice movie but sorry I hate rone-dhone wali movies.

Now come to the movie of the day :( … I watched “partner”. Please god forgive me for all of my sins, I don’t know why did I go there to watch Salman(shirt is too costly to wear)khan and Govinda(official tond-wala actor in bollywood) akka ChiChi. Movie had nothing to watch… nothing means nothing and its dictionary meaning is nil, zero and gurrrrrr watch it in your dictionary…

It was the worst movie from David Dhawan camp. One was expecting something good from him but alas it was foolish attempt by him. Even extras were doing much better acting than main lead actors. Govinda did better acting than his previous few films and was looking natural but please Salman ji act something instead of showing your muscles with cuts…

Katrina was looking awesome but she was in movie just for smile, she did only smile in the movie nothing else… looking gorgeous as usual nothing new in that. For the first time Lara Datta act well with confidence and she was also looking good… other actors performed much better than main actors, like Rajpal Yadav and Puneet Issar… both were natural and give cherish moment in movie. The pace of movie was too sluggish. Over all it was terrible experience. And after this I promised myself to not to watch any new movie in theatre and specially first day shows… hehehe but I m looking forward for CASH, CHAK DE INDIA.. lolzzz

ASHISH DIXIT PIRACY WALE…

It’s become a habit now to search madly about the useless things, unwatchable movies, unwanted songs, unreadable eBooks and many more things which I really don’t require. I am now in habit to download … just download no matter what but download…

Sometime it is because of pressure from friends, some time from, inner instincts , some time it is just for time pass..

Since past 1 month I have been in a habit of doing foolish things in a row, may be because I am jobless (jobless in the sense, out teachers are very sincere and they are not giving classes), so the only source of entertainment left is internet… (Keep orkut out for few min, I will come to it after few lines)…

Result: - 1) I have downloaded about 100s of eBooks, which I think I am never going to read. :)

2) Some English movies.

3) With sincere respect to mother tongue: - few Hindi movies

4) Don’t know about exact figure but I have downloaded at least 1000s of MP3 songs in this duration.

5) Some costly software which are available in market with a good price tag.

6) few games…hehehe… ( I have very little interest for games)

Life is full up of boring with out college. This is the time when I realized the power of college and our gang.

Because of this pirated dhandha , I have downloaded few things really funny.

Like I was downloading spiderman 3 but finally when I started watching it , it was some US lectures on war… holy shit.

Then when I decided to watch “die hard 4” , I downloaded it from torrents … but alas It was too something else :(

Finally I downloaded MSOffice 2007, adobe professional, corel and blah blah blah… so many software for which US govt can request to Indian govt to hand over me to US for piracy charges…

There is one more thing which is stealing peace of my mind… ORKUT or say chirkut.

It is a jobless world today. Completely jobless people are even interested for XYZ other person’s profile because they might have seen a profile of any beautiful chick in that profile.

To show the height of frustration people are even ready to waste time in just watching albums ( I too belongs to this category :D ) of other people… it is completely a ground of mad and jobless people…

By the way you people can reach to my searching my id on orkut which is : ashish21185@gmail.com

Keep chirkutting I mean orkutting

boring snoring afternoons

exams days are best for us engineers (ok, for engineering students)... atleast we have something to do.. something.. which i am not getting after my MAHABHARTA kind of exams...

like any indian leaders i have two words for these afternoons...

its boring yaar.

even i am not getting time for updating this blog :P ...

well, may be after 21st i will fill all the pages with my craps, till then bye

♥Late night shows♥

Time : 11:12pm IST

I am talking to one of my friend on phone.

Me: “yaar yeh to badi patli kitaab hai , jaldi hi nibat jayegi, don’t worry about it.”

He:” ha yaar hai to patli book.”

He (after a little break): “ waise tune aaj din bhar mai kitna kiya”

Me:” kya kiya?”

He( used some his special words, which I can’t write here) : “abe exam time mai ek student aur kya karta hai”

Me : “ arey vo to sahi hai, per yaar itne kaam aa gaye the ki padhai ho nahi payi”

He: “ha sale tujhe Microsoft ka malik bana dia hai na jo busy ho gaya tha”

Me: “ nahi bhai actually mai sach mai busy tha, fir sona aur waki chije bhi to j

aruri hai”

He : “ pata hai campus mai har kisi ki yahi halat hai, kisi ne 1 chapter to kisi ne adha hi padha hai “

Me: “ aur tu mujh per chila raha hai #$%#”

He:” kher abhi kitne baje tak padhega “ (and he started laughing after it, actually I can’t control myself after seeing 12 in clock, I need a bed to sleep after 12am)

Me: “ beta jyada mat has, mai bhi jag sakta hu”

He : “ chal dekhte hai aaj tak jo nahi hua ab kaise hoga”

And he disconnected phone.

Time: 11:22pm

I opened my book, and start changing pages.

I arranged my notebooks, my pens, my pencil, and everything which is mandatory for study.

Time : 11:30pm

I started reading book, right from first page first line (stop laughing, this is general habit of every engineer to read from beginning, in fact some of my friends read contents, acknowledge and everything which is not in syllabus, and as soon they come to first imp line of book.. they start doing something else because according to them they studied for more than an hour :D )

Time : 11:45pm

I am still studying .

Time : 12:00 am

Suddenly someone s

witch off my active cells. I started feeling like “thuka hua villain “ of hindi movies.

Time :12:05am

I started listening songs on my phone to remain active.

Time 12:10am

me to me “ huh this song is kind of boring yar” (I was listening “so jau mai , tum agar meri bahaon mai aao “ from movie “who lamhe”).

Time : 12:15 am

“What to do, yar I want to study tonight…”

“ I can take little break to remain fresh and then after few minutes I will again start my padhai”

time : 12:25 am

“ok now study some thing”

Morning 6:45 am

There were 3 miss calls from my same friend, and the time of last miss call was 12: 30am.

PS: this baby is not mine( abhi kunwara hu yaaro), and i just googled sleeping baby and get this pic.

maa papa another name of god

It was 3 am, and a lady in her late 30’s was shouting on a boy who was sleeping at that time.
“uth ja bete , padhai nahi karni hai kya, chal jaldi uth exams aa gaye hai “….

And suddenly a boy woke up and starts reading…

Boy went to toilet and fell down in toilet and got injured by toilet seat, this accident cut downed veins of his right ankle… it was too paining but to take care of him there was one angle with him… same angel who was shouting on him few minutes back.
“kya hua, kaise lag gayi… chal abhi dr. ke pass chalet hai “
“mai chal nahi paunga, bahut khun nikal raha hai “


Immediately lady woke her husband and told about the situation. Man who was in his late 30’s , who came just 2-3 hours before from office and was trying to take rest from his daily life immediately started his car and drove to the home of nearest doctor. And bring him to home…

Then doctor suggested an operation to connect veins. It was too panic situation for lady as well for man.

Immediately they took him to the hospital and admitted him there... After an operation guy got a plaster on his right leg, and he was unable to walk, unable to sit... but angel from god was with him… she was always ready to take away his shit. She was always there to give water and to feed him on a bed. Also man was taking care of his every activity, right from his school work to every other need.
Days were passing like as usual and guy was recovering from this accident very well because of two angels of god.

It was not the first time when those angels were taking care of him. Lady had spent so many nights on wet bed because of this little guy, who used to flood his bed in his early ages.
Man was always ready to pay anything for guy’s happiness. He was working really hard for this guy...

This happened in past, nothing has changed in present. They are same as usual.

Love you mummy papa, who has taught me everything in my life.

Here are some lines from one poster
“maa baap ko kabhi bhulna nahi ,
jag kar khud gile mai tumhe sona sikhaya…
aise devta ko chodna nahi “

hare Krishna


above scene happened to me on 13th September 2001. time was 3 am, and I was in my 12th class preparing for 1st internal school exams.

10th may 2007 was their 24th marriage anniversary.

art of being absent minded

“uff , where is it?”

“Where did I keep that book?”

“Where the hell is my MBS book?”

Hmm it might be on my computer table... After scanning 5-6 books, I got nothing from table, but the lovely part was I got back my NERO software’s CD (which I was searching since last 2 months…)

Book might be on another book rack and I started doing Herculian task to search a little book under big- big books..

“Hey Gaba, you were asking about EDC-2 book, it is here in my rack…:D.”

And after getting few unhygienic, abusing and illegal words from him, I started my stupid activity once again.

But where is it ?

Oh thank god, I’ve got my mobile purchasing bill from my study table but where the hell is my book?

Some one stole it :O …

But who is interesting to steal a book which is good for nothing…

Then where is the book???

I must watch it in Gabi’s room too…

“Hey Gaba your old notes , which you were looking around since past few days” and then I listened another round of some desi bhasa words which are known as galiya …

Hmm I forget to see it under my bed, but not it is not here… it is even not here …

:O thanks god ji, I’ve got my pen back in such a kangali condition…

But why am I not getting my book :(

Let read this whole thing from some another book and then I sat peacefully on my bed and started turning pages of another book.

I picked up my pillow to make me comfortable and suddenly a glimpse of small book shocked me which was below my pillow… :O yes it is here … muaaaahhhh…. I have got it … I’ve got it ..

life is boot-e-fool

Life is beautiful…

life for me is just like a stage created by godji to see the acting of people on earth...( i added this line after writing whole stuff, so stop scratching ur head after reading next coming lines)

Is it really? I asked it to me in the morning, when I saw that operating system of mobile had got crashed, and then my only relative who is living in Pune is leaving for USA... to make my condition hell my internet connection is not working properly. And to increase my problem ON/OFF switch of my chimpoo (my personal computer, I love to give name to each and every entity) is not working properly…
But still I have so many reasons to smile, to laugh. Being an optimistic person I can’t see my face sad for long time, even I can’t remain in that position for a long time. Often my buddies complained to me that you never take life seriously… you never do things in proper way. I think they have not understood my lifestyle yet.
It is very difficult to understand me. In fact no one can do this task in his life time… my life is full up of so many swings, may be I have opted the different way of living to other but I am the one who hate to complain each and everything to bhagwan ji.
Let (s)he does his/her work properly. Why to make hell in it…
Life is another name of drama for me; enjoy it as an artist to make full out of it. Else you may face problem in each and every thing happening in this world.

This is an exam time in our campus when maximum of students are burning their oil lamps either to make chits or to read things (these two are the perfect to pass... remember do or die kind of thing). Well I believe in both because maximum time I am out of words while reading… this is a strange irony that I can read faster even fastest in my whole friend circle but I am unable to complete my whole syllabus in given time period.
And some things are too strange for my life like my reading speed; I am very fast in typing the things on keyboard... Just give me good condition keyboard and then see magic of my fingers. May be one day I will break record of adnan sami (you dirty minds, not in weight but on keyboard… he is the fastest keyboard player… I know we use different keyboards but record is record).

Hare Krishna

have you really loved a woman :D

Recently I am induced to listen this song by one of my good friend…

And thanks god this is really a nice song, too romantic to digest in one time … that’s y I ordered tons of hajmolas , because I can’t left listening this song…

Suspense over , and the song is “ have you really loved a woman” nicely sung by Brayan Adams.

Read lyrics here ( see I am becoming lyrics postman to you :D)

To really love a woman

To understand her - you gotta know her deep inside

Hear every thought - see every dream

N' give her wings - when she wants to fly

Then when you find yourself lyin' helpless in her arms

Ya know ya really love a woman

When you love a woman you tell her

that she's really wanted

When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one

Cuz she needs somebody to tell her

that it's gonna last forever

So tell me have you ever really

- really really ever loved a woman?

To really love a woman

Let her hold you -

til ya know how she needs to be touched

You've gotta breathe her - really taste her

Til you can feel her in your blood

N' when you can see your unborn children in her eyes

Ya know ya really love a woman

When you love a woman

you tell her that she's really wanted

When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one

Cuz she needs somebody to tell her

that you'll always be together

So tell me have you ever really -

really really ever loved a woman?

You got to give her some faith - hold her tight

A little tenderness - gotta treat her right

She will be there for you, takin' good care of you

Ya really gotta love your woman...

Then when you find yourself lyin' helpless in her arms

Ya know ya really love a woman

When you love a woman you tell her

that she's really wanted

When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one

Cuz she needs somebody to tell her

that it's gonna last forever

So tell me have you ever really

- really really ever loved a woman?

Just tell me have you ever really,

really, really, ever loved a woman?

Just tell me have you ever really,

really, really, ever loved a woman?

thanks god i am outta this disease...

Thanks god I am not in love..

If fighting over phone and emotional blackmails is love then thanks god I am not in love…

If fooling around and ignoring buddies is love, thanks god I am out of this hell…

If ignoring me on myself is love then hey lord please keep out of this…

flooded somewhere in my papers

I left blogging in my last exams. Actually last exam gave too much “WELLAPAN” to me that I didn’t get time to blog in this semester… I mean I was not writing …

Well nothing to hide nothing to show is my condition today…

Once again exams are knocking my door, in which some are “my previous semester KE PAAP”. And few are brand new to cram. Engineering is too much fun, I have noticed this thing in my classroom, in my exams, in my practical, in short every where. That’s why my senior named it “holiday of 4 years”.

Like last semester, I am once again in trouble with books, and as usual I have to cram much more than whatever I can cram. Life is lost somewhere between pages and pens and don’t know where … but I am enjoying this phase of my life. In short if you want to see life in its full joy, come to any engineering college and have fun till last semester.

Will be back after some time … of course to write something crap over here …

Crap is the only thing which I can write properly…

Hare Krishna

Ashish Dixit