Monday, August 10, 2009

‘SLUM’- BER


I am back at home. Yes, as for many people like me home is the best place to get out of their daily routine of work. Life is so dull at home. I use to wake up at 8:00 AM in Hostel but now the things have changed enormously.

09th August : My mobile rings up.

Caller : Hello !‘kumar’. Where are you?

Me : At Home (that was my dad)

Dad: OK! If you have taken your lunch make sure to visit AIADA(my dad’s matter of business)

Chuckled!! ‘Lunch!’..turns up to the clock .

“MY GAWD”

What the F?

It was 1:00 PM.

Me: yeah! I am actually going to have my lunch. Will be there in time. (Disconnects the mobile)

‘just Squandering the time. I am a loser. I am a microbe .I am… and blah blah… and every shit I repeated about me” actually shit is not a filthy word. I have used that on me over a million of times. :)

Again as usual i went into deep slumber and woke up at 2:15 PM in the morning. Did exactly what my father told me with haste.

I have been a big fiasco in making the sun rise up in the East .Damn.. always finds at the top of my head in the early morning. When in hostel it’s Rakesh who sends me at a big disgrace by waking right there at 5:00 AM in the morning. Works hard and pays attention to his studies which I find myself to be alienated from such deeds.

:BEETEIN LAMHE:

कहाँ गए वो दिन जब सुबह ५ बजे होती थी,
बिस्टर छोर हम स्कूल के लिए तैयार होते थे,
सुबह-सुबह की ताजगी और शांति ,
अब तो सिर्फ सपनो में ही मिल पाती है,
अब क्या कहे यारों दिन की शुरुआत ही अब १ बजे हो पाती है.

पढ़े लिखे तो बरसो हुआ ,
अब किताबो को देख धुल भी शर्माती है,
मुझे book देख कर नींद क्यूँ आती है.

कहाँ गए वो दिन जब हम भी पढ़ते थे,
हमारी भी अद्भुत कारनामे थे ,
पर अब तो ऐसा लगता है जैसे dyslexic attack है,
कुछ भी समझ में नहीं आता ये प्रोफेस्सोर्स आखिर इतने बेकार क्यूँ है,
क्लास्सेस इतनी बोरिंग क्यूँ है,
ये प्रॉब्लम सिर्फ मेरी या फिर unanimous आवाज है.

पर कुछ भी कहो ,ऐसे दिन बहुत ही अच्हे है,
करने को मस्ती पहार है और lazy लम्हे तो यादगार है,
काश जिंदगी ऐसे ही कटे ,
हम यु ही सदा सोते रहे और दुनिया हमें जगती रहे,
और फिर अचानक से कोई आये और बोले ,
उठ जा साले कितना सोयेगा “ १ नहीं ३ बज गए है”.

I hope people find this piece of writing bakwaas and P.J. but it is the true reflection of my life now-a-days. Hehe.

The best things in life are always unplanned. So friends keep sleeping and dreaming. The best is yet to follow. Yawning! haaaa

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Never mind….I said never

Well…. Resuming after long, actually I was busy in my project and the earth slipped out of my feet when I knew I wasn’t selected for Tata steel. Everything doesn’t goes by the plan always as said I never minded at all after hearing the results. I have been in this steel city since my birth and actually looking to go out of Jharkhand, but then I also want to do MBA. The preparations is not up to the standard but I m pushing more adrenaline to my system. The campus placements have already begun in my college (not much encouraging). Luckier guys have already been placed in mechanical with figure rising to 22. The recruiters have suddenly dried up considering the economical crunch and slowdown. This will definitely improve in the coming months with more companies in pipeline.

Life sucks here in NIT Jamshedpur, the professors, labs, library, computer centre, hostels and everything I hate in this college .The only thing that junta finds relief in college is hanging out with friends at some bar or restaurant. The staff and college authorities people are kinda Crap and taking every tidbits off the college. The library is like a holy place for me..Happens to visit only once in a year. Our college may not have d best of facilities and infrastructure but there is so called 'masti' in life . still not atteneded a single session in this sem(not a huge achievement)."Gutch raho yaar" is everyones ideal statement here. now i dont feel regret but i m enjoying as the days have gone. so NEVER MIND for many gud reasons too!! Dats how I spent out 3 years in college

Sunday, June 14, 2009

What If tomorrow really never comes??

Today as i write is 14th june 2009. It was an eventful day mind it with heavy irony. i never cares too much of tomorrow but as i write the thoughts keeps obsessed me regarding this particular day. The denizens of G.T. Hostel(or rather the intern people, to be cheap the paid vt) have a usual rigmorale of work daily. Getting early into the steel making Tata Steel is something i am used to now. My project on level sensor is not so emphatetic and till now i have been searching or rather mining out hidden gold out of a large barren land.
The scorching heat of Jamshedpur is my god 'UNRESISTIBLE' while the mercury has stopped falling. The rain gods seems to have some other plans. The Usual day began with 'pandeyji' (our bus owner) , went a bit late in dropping me to CRM. (can't blame to him ..). Although i had very few things to do , completed in short and skipped the second half(intentionally) . Many thoughts kept wandering me through out the weeks (a list of things usually undone). planning and delivering are the two qualities which is present not more than 20% of people(Its a cold fact).
While having lunch i heard of DJ nite in the hostel that rejunevated me to have some fun in the evening, still somewhere i felt 90% people in India don't live their lives their way. Busy or keeping themselves busy is the best things to make an excuse what people feel is a problem.
we had our dinner and blast at the party. The fairer sex or people of opposite gender in other hostel had also joined us lately. It was a day i enjoyed to fullest and had nothing to cherish except for the Dj nite.
I guess there are many things in life ones takes for granted which should not be done. people like me are effected by 'Procrastination' . The apprehension of delaying the conversion of thoughts into work is even danger.
If one loves to go for drive :take the vacation, anyone want to have dinner in restaurant:go for it, want to play tennis:enjoy it, new hairstyle, new bike are some of the scores of unfulfilled desires.
If anyone loves a girl or guy, tell him/her today. The unsuccessful people calls it luck and i call it bullshit. If this doesn't suffice then have a 'minto fresh'. what da hell it is?? a confidence booster. may be..