The Nonchalant Cribber!

Hollering after ages

2011-12-02T16:54:00.001-08:00

Holy Shit! It HAS been long since I've written here.

I have this weird OCD habit of checking this blog every fucking day but I have not written anything since almost a year now? I dont even know why I open it every time. I guess to check if anybody has left a message in the chat window. So anyways, today also, as usual, I opened this blog. And, for some reason, just started reading my own posts. And, I have to confess I miss writing! So, just for the heck of it, I am going to write this post.

As for the updates, obviously a lot has changed. I'll try to pen most of it down. One of the most important updates I have is that my 2nd elder sister is getting married on Januray 28th in Calcutta. Everybody is invited. I am fucking excited. I can't wait to see everybody. I'll be going to India after almost 2 years. It is going to be one hell of a time. The second major update is that I am done with my present job. I have been working as a Technical Consultant for a European software company since May 2010. Its called Axway and its US headquarters is in Phoenix, AZ where I work. And, by done I mean I am ready to move on. I am just getting bored here with absolutely nothing new to learn. My career is almost stagnant with no signs of development if I stick here. I am a sort of person who likes to learn constantly, specially now when I am young and single. Axway has been an awesome place to work at. I have worked with a lot of friendly people in a laid back environment. It has grown a lot too but I'm just not satisfied with my personal growth within the company so I have decided that this is the right time to make a move. I have been interviewing with a lot of companies off late. I wanted to work in a startup but it just hasn't happened so far. Let's see. I am hoping to have something by early next year. Finally, the third major update is that I am selling my Audi and I am getting a brand new Mustang 2012 V6 premium. These are pretty much the three major updates as of now.

Moving on, I have started working out 4 times a week. There is this group fitness gym Orange Theory Fitness right opposite my work place. Since it is very convenient for me to go there right after work, I've been able to maintain my schedule since almost 1.5 months now. And, I have started to see the change. I have lost almost 6 pounds and I can see the fat being converted into muscle. So, my overall physical fitness and health has been pretty good lately. I have finally gotten a MacBook Pro after contemplating to get it for almost 5 years. And, I am totally digging it. I have moved away from Tempe where I spent almost 2 years going to ASU. I now live in Scottsdale, much closer to my workplace. It's also a very posh area. I will be turning 25 this December 6 and as usual I dont know what to feel about it. I will be studying for interviews so I dont have anything extravagant planned as such.

For the fun part, I am still funny. My posts might have started sounding a bit matured/old but I am still fucked up in my mind lol. I just had one hell of a trip to Vegas for a friend's bachelors last weekend and I am going again next week for another friend's bachelors. Every time I have been to Vegas, I have thoroughly enjoyed every second of it except this one time when I spent time taking care of grown-up kids than having fun. Anyways, Vegas never disappoints and apart from the money I end up spending there every time, I dont have any other regrets. I am not going to dive into the details of the bachelor party here because honestly half of it, I don't remember. The Bachelors night was truly legendary and I was drunk out of my mind.

That's pretty much what is going on with me right now. I'll try to update again asap.

Take care and do drop me a note. I'd like to hear from all of you.

Finallly, the mens' groom kit is here

2010-08-03T00:17:00.001-07:00

So yeah, after so much research and patience, I finally have my Philips Norelco Mens Groom Kit. It has everything you could possibly imagine and cuts hair from every part of the body you cant even think of. Yes, it is that awesome. I had noone to share this excitement with so had to write this stupid blog.

Anyways, I can finally have that greenish tinge stubble that I have always wanted so bad. No more clean shaven, its all about the rough green stubble from now on. My eyebrows are back in shape with no chance of them meeting in between. There is not a single nose hair left in my nostrils and I can finally fucking shave my armpit hair without bothering to apply shaving cream and running a razor. Gawd, that was just horrible. I've done that only once in 23 years and I took a oath to not do that ever again. It just sucked to the core. I wish I had someone to do it for me cuz I am too shy to get it done from a fucking barber.

Anyways, the excitement just doesn't end here. Muhahahh. My goddamn pubes cant just stop growing and irritating. So, I finally have a remedy for that too. I haven't done that yet so I don't know how good this piece of shit is for my grapewines. But, let's see. That deserves a whole post methinks. After all, it's my goddamn pubes. I know I am gross. I gotta scoot now. Tomorrow meeting with boss at 8:30 am.

Goodnight.

Hows it goin?

2010-05-22T19:37:00.001-07:00

Done with Masters. Got a job. Excited about my future prospects. Brand new gaming laptop (ASUS G73JH). Personal trainer in the gym. No studies for quite some time. BMW? Feeling weird. Lonely. Hanging on.

Back to the States

2010-01-25T19:47:00.001-08:00

I got back 3 days ago. The jet lag is finally gone and I have settled down completely. I have a schedule which is kind of fixed so I am pretty happy about it. I have decided to work out seriously 5 days a week. Today was the first day and it went well as planned. Apart from that, things are pretty much the same here even after 20 odd days. I got shifted from a huge comfortable cubicle to a small student worker desk at my workplace because a new administrative assistant was hired. My department has decided to introduce the punch card system for the timesheets which in a way is good because it will keep me on toes to be on time everyday. It is really chilly these days in AZ and this is supposed to be the chilliest winters of em all. The final semester has begun with full flow. I already have a major project due on Feb 26 in one of the courses. I am really scared about it because I don't know anything about it. I mean even the basics of how to do it and the professor aint gonna help us in any way so its pretty fucked up. I have also decided to save a lot in this semester because my sister is being sent back to India as her onsite job is almost done in LA. This means I won't have any financial backing and I am on my own from March. The full time job applications are on as usual with nothing substantial or promising results so far. As of now, I am just trying to focus all my attention and everything on my work and classes because I don't want to get distracted by anything in the final semester. I can't afford to feel distressed at all. Finally, I seriously want to teach someone the basic etiquette of living like how to eat properly without making sloppy noises and to pee by lifting the potty seat. Anyways, I am off. I have a long night ahead.

iwontboreyouguyswithlongboringpostsanymore

2010-01-15T10:07:00.000-08:00

Seeing the overwhelming response to the previous blog post (Part 1 in India), I decided I will not go ahead and write Part 2. Monu told me I was very boring in that post. I take criticism very seriously. So, I am just going to update.

I am leaving for Calcutta tomorrow to board my flight back to Tempe on the 19th. I am writing this because I don't know if I will have access to the internet anymore before I get back. It was a fun/boring/nostalgic stay in India. Fun because I spent time with my family and niece. Boring because I had nothing to do while I was in Raniganj. And, nostalgic it has to be :). I was anxious mostly because I have been very scared about how the future 6 months will unfold to decide my career. Staying for almost 15 odd days, I felt nothing really changed except the prices of almost everything.

On the other hand, Mom and Dad have both gained weight. They have started watching soaps on colors (Uttaran, Balika Wadhu and a lot more). I don't know what to say. Soaps have become even more dramatic. To express one fucking emotion, it takes them 5 minutes because they show it from all the angles (side view, front view, back view, past view, future view) with all possible melodramatic tunes for a particular scene. I couldn't believe myself when I saw both of them hooked to these sad soaps. My dad just cant stop watching them. Be it morning, noon or evening, he watches the same fucking episode more than twice. I am sure he doesn't even realize its the same fucking episode. Gawd. I thought he was more into sports. Anyways, I wonder what has gotten into him. They also purchased a home jogger from telemall which apparently helps to trim you down. No comments on this. I realized all this wouldn't have happened if I were here.

Anyways, I met quite a few people. Two of my college friends from DIT who are working in Pune. They have already started cribbing about how mundane the working life can get. It didn't motivate me one bit. I also met an online friend. Talking about online friends, she was the third person who I was meeting in real after meeting them on the internet for the first time. I don't believe when people say its weird to imagine this. For me, I didn't feel weird at all. It was like we already knew each other. Apart from that, I got to meet my cousins and the Bhartiya's were re-united after almost 2 years. It felt good to be the youngest once again.

I would like to believe I have gained weight for sure. I can certainly feel my lovehandles. Anyways, I made sure I decide what is to be done when I get back and here is what I researched all day today:

30 mins cardio (run + jogger + racquetball) + below exercises - 5 times a week

flutter legs (20 secs, 20 sec break and then repeat)

crunches, diagonal crunches and twist crunches(25 times)

standing trunk twists (100 times)

dumbell side bends (15 reps)

side plank

more fiber, less sugar and fat, more vegetables and fruits - apples, pears, beans, green peas, berries, nuts, spinach, cereals, soy, whole grain (bread, muffin, pasta, cereal)

avoid sodium eg salt

3 litres of water

I redid my resume and applied to a few full time positions. I spent the rest of my time catching up with friends online. I could finally watch a cricket match properly. I was sick for most part of my stay but my mom made sure she fed me everything.

Thats about it. I will be back soon.

Cheers.

India '10 Part 1 - AA showdown

2010-01-10T21:26:00.000-08:00

I am here finally. I landed on the 28th of December. I was supposed to meet my juniors and batchmates in Delhi. My itinerary had a halt for more than 10 hours in Delhi before I finally boarded the flight for Calcutta. Everything was planned that they would pick me up from the airport and we would party hard. But, nothing ever goes as planned. Does it?

The awesome snow in Chicago fucked up all my plans. There was a lot of drama that unfolded. Firstly, my flight from Phoenix to Chicago was delayed. I luckily made just in time in Chicago to catch the flight for Delhi. Everything was perfect. We boarded right on time. But, then the battery of the plane refused to start. I wonder what the heck were they doing before they made a decision to board us. Anyways, so after almost sitting for an hour inside the plane, they decided that they would get us all off. I was so pissed. I was comfortably settled in whatever little leg space I had. There was no co-passenger so I could sleep with my legs wide open and not worry about anyone noticing my nightly habits. I was happy until I got this news.

We got off. We then waited and waited hoping they would do something to get the darn battery started. Unfortunately, it didn't. AA crew then decided to change the aircrafts and that the boarding on the new aircraft would start within an hour. I was impressed by the way these people make such big decisions in a jitter and with so much confidence in them. Needless to say, I wasn't surprised when eventually, we were only getting delayed more and more as time passed by. From one fucking hour, it became two, then three. Yet, there was no consolation. I could have gone and bought some alcohol from the duty free shop if I knew this would happen. By now, it was too late. The duty free shop was closed and so was everything else. I could see people raging and the AA desk being swarmed in from all the sides.

After almost 3.5 hours, they decided to serve us some beverages. This cracked me up as a big guy got a few bottles of water and sodas with a snack that wouldn't even fill an infant's stomach. It was pathetic. Soon followed a herd of AA crew with some kind of coupons in their hands. I realized that night was going to be a chilly night in Chicago and damn I was right. They had gotten us a food voucher worth 10$ and a room booked in one of the hotels nearby. I was glad AA finally decided to let its passenger's know what was happening. We were set to board the same battery-ridden flight next morning.

We were all given those vouchers with instructions so fast that it was nothing less than the Amazing Race. I was excited because it had a hint of treasure hunt. We were supposed to find the bus stand first and then look for the right bus for the right hotel. I say this because in Chicago, there are tons of hotels with the same name but in different places. All of this when it was biting cold outside.

Somehow, I along with two of my fellow comrades (Harie from my own college and Sara who was visiting her Boyfriend in India) did get to the hotel. I had a room with two master sized bedrooms, two lavish bathrooms and free internet all for myself. This was a relief finally after a sad day.

I asked Harie if he would sleep or not. He confidently said "NO". I like people who are confident. So, I didn't really care much. I asked him to wake me up so that we don't miss the flight next morning. I was quite sleepy by then. After informing my parents about the change in the itinerary and updating my friends in Delhi through facebook (Yay, i finally got to facebook that day) that it might not be possible to meet anymore, I decided to sleep. The next thing I remember is waking up with my cell phone vibrating somewhere near my crotch. I was surely enjoying it only to realize that something was making it a bit uncomfortable sleeping on the bed. It was the wood at its best. I got up to see my mom calling me. She asked if I was on the plane already. She didn't realise Chicago and Arizona are not in the same time zone. I freaked out. I went out to see Harie snoring away with his laptop on his lap in the other room. I freaked out even more. I looked at the time. I couldn't figure out if we were late or what. It was like when you sleep so much and wake up suddenly one evening not able to figure out if its the same day or the next.

My mom asked me the time. I looked at the watch and told her the local time. She figured it out for me herself and told me I still have an hour after realizing I am not in Arizona. I sighed. I woke Harie up not knowing how to react to his confident nature when he said he wouldn't sleep. Meanwhile, Sara had already left for the airport. She apparently called us and we didn't answer it obviously. So, anyways we were out of that hotel room within 5 mins. When we reached the lobby, we saw 5 other people literally in the same condition that we were in. Half asleep, all messed up and confused what to do. Luckily, we weren't that late. We got back well before time inspite of the long queue at the security check.

Everything was okay this time. We boarded as planned. But, I had a co-passenger now. A married female. I didn't know what to do. I decided I didn't have an option and I didn't want to stress myself no more. I was happy that I am finally leaving the States more than anything else.

The journey in-flight was just fine. It was a short 15 hour direct fight from Chicago to Delhi. The seats weren't comfortable with very little leg space. I had a seat adjacent to the loo that I would hear a loud noise whenever anyone would flush. There was no fucking alcohol served. Food was okay-ish. The movies were boring. It just passed by and I was in Delhi soon.

P.S. I know this is a long post with too much details. I am so bored right now sitting at home that I didn't have a choice. I tried to recollect everything and I penned it down. Part 2 will be up soon.

P.P.S. I really appreciate you anonymous people commenting on my blog. I would certainly like you to comment more, only if you had an identity. I would like to know more about you guys.

Freeeedom!

2009-12-23T14:26:00.000-08:00

I feel like basking in the sun sipping on my martini (although i've never had one) near a beach! Listen to some psychedelic music, have my girl beside me in a bikini. Bliss..

India, here I come. I am getting excited now I guess. Have fun you guys and shake that bootey this christmas!

Boner in the Boxer

2009-12-21T11:27:00.000-08:00

Ever since 3 months back, I have been wearing boxers instead of the usual men underwear. No particular reason. I just wanted to see how it feels seeing almost everybody here wearing the same. Call me a wannabe, I don't care. The Americanized version of life is pretty chilled out and I would any day opt for it.

Now, I am so hooked to my boxers. By hooked, I mean I don't feel like wearing underwear's anymore. I only wear them when I go to play or something because as far as I know, your balls (not yours, mine) have to be firmly gripped while exercising or doing any kind of physical activity otherwise it could be dangerous and water fills up in the balls. It sounds scary so I'd rather be careful not letting my balls go yo-yo style when I play. Anyways, too much details I guess.

So, getting back to the main point, there are a lot of advantages and a few disadvantages as well of wearing boxers. I can now drop my pants in front of anyone and everyone. Boxers look more like shorts so it's okay. It ain't kinky or gross to say the least. You can wear them and actually go out in case you can't find your pants. But, I don't like to do so. It definitely is a big no no here but I would like to see the reaction in India. It doesn't get dirty for some reason and you can prolong wearing one as much as twice the number of days than you could with an underwear. I don't know the reason behind this. But, I haven't found any dirty stain. And, it smells like I just took it out from the dryer. It's weird I know. Prolly, I've stopped having night fall or something.

However, the biggest disadvantage is that it gives too much freedom to the wood. You can have some of the weirdest moments, specially if you get boners as frequently as I do. I am sorry, I can't help it. There have been many such moments with me when I just don't know what to do. Clubs, Office, blah. The way I overcome this embarrassing moment is that I start thinking about something which would totally turn me off like foul smell, girl drama or anything on such lines.

Later.

One more to go..

2009-12-17T12:57:00.000-08:00

I am done with the 3rd semester at ASU. This semester was mostly okay. Nothing great about it. I feel I did learn a bit. However, one of the courses was an utter waste. All I learnt in that course was how good a company Google is. Anyways, I had my share of fun I guess. I was finally living with a group of people who I could relate to and who understood me well AND who kept the house clean for a change. We have had good times without doubt.

Thinking about this semester, it reminds me of my Birthday when I had a Bong for the first time in my life. Trust me, if I had written a blog in that state of mind, I would have come up with some mind boggling philosophy for sure. I had so much going on in my mind every second and everything made sense in such a deep way that I can't even think about those fragments now. It was truly one experience that I can never forget. I did try it like twice before by putting the grass in a cigarette but the high that the Bong gave me is just incomparable to any kind of vices I've done till date. I wouldn't say I am addicted to it or I would try it again but it sure is one thing I would recommend everybody to give a shot at. No wonder, it is used as a medical therapy in places like California as Medical Marijuana. It really has that effect which will probably make you feel out of this world and relieve you of stress. It can't be explained. It can only be felt. Trust me on this! I literally lived my entire past life once again in that one night. It was like whatever was going on in that room that night, all the events were in some or the other way related to what I have done in my past and people I have met. I don't know if I am making any sense but yeah I am just trying to jot down the feelings I had experienced.

The next day without doubt was so fucked up. It was really the worst hangover I've ever had. I couldn't figure out what was going around me. I was cranky for most of the day. I had an assignment due and I couldn't just concentrate on it. I just managed to scrape through.

I gotta go.

Later

Stressed out

2009-12-07T18:10:00.001-08:00

Nothing is going right now. I feel stressed out. I want to go back home. My head is paining and there is nothing I can do about it. Nothing can get me relaxed anymore.

Holler

2009-12-02T10:37:00.000-08:00

I am going to be 23 this Sunday. And, as usual, I am not excited one bit. Maybe because my birthday always falls when I have finals or something important coming up. Anyways, lets see how good the next year will be for me. It surely is going to be one very important year of my life as I will be looking for a fulltime job here in the US. I hope I get one soon.

Time just flew by I guess. I have been doing good. Sort of busy, mostly doing something or the other. It has never been the same as it was in India where I had no clue how to pass my time when I had nothing to do. I got laid off from my previous on campus job because of some lame ass reason. But, luckily I got a new job with almost twice the previous pay so nothing to crib about it. And, it's a good job where in I am learning a lot. And, for a change, I am actually thinking about my career in web applications development. Lets see.

I haven't been watching any tv shows. I desperately want to catch up with Californication, Breaking Bad, blah. I have been playing a lot of Counter Strike. Music has taken a back seat too. I just manage to listen to Pandora while am at work. Other than that, I really don't have that motivation to look at the billboard. I am going to India after almost 1.5 years this December. I will be leaving on December 26th. My parents have made quite a lot of plans because my sisters will also be there. As far as I know of the plans, I will be visiting Pune, Raigarh, Delhi and Calcutta. I am hoping to catch up with my juniors and friends in Delhi and Pune. Also, my cousins and family in Calcutta. I hope while coming back, I don't get that "I dont wanna go back" feeling like most of us do.

Rest is fine.

P.S. - I noticed I am way too shy and self conscious while shitting in a bathroom. I just don't feel like letting that poop go away when I know somebody is trying to do the same thing sitting in the next compartment. It is sort of embarrassing. Don't you think so?

Well, think about the smell, the noise. OMG. I am off.

Vegas bitches!

2009-09-07T21:52:00.000-07:00

My first Vegas trip - I am still confused as to what happened and what was supposed to happen. Anyways, totally unplanned, not so memorable, lots of fun and lots of moolah spent on this trip of mine and I don't regret any part of it. I only learnt I have to plan a lot more before making my next trip to Vegas totally worth it. But, Vegas didn't disappoint me one bit. It's indeed the sin city. It was fun drinking while roaming around (for a change). It was fun experiencing my first gambling loss (worth 100$). It was fun dancing in the middle of some thousands of people at one of the casinos. I bet if I wasn't drunk, I wouldn't have enjoyed it. But, I hope I shook my bootey like it is supposed to be. Anyways, there is a lot of stuff to write about and I can't just seem to recollect all of them right now.

I was worried about going to Vegas and coming back safely more than anything else. Thanks to our driver viru, he got us all back safely managing just one speeding ticket. I am so glad he broke only a few red lights and didn't stop at about a dozen stop signs. I know he couldn't cater us to the best of his capabilities but then, all's well that ends well.

I am glad I didn't make that call to Kimberly again. This proves no matter how drunk I am, I am a responsible guy. I realized playing poker when you are drunk can give you mixed feelings. I was up for most of the time but when that kick of strawberry margarita hit me after almost an hour, I went all in without even thinking about the possibilites. I can only laugh about it and I actually feel funny. Maybe, it's because of the fact that I got 125$ in my bank account just 2 days before going to Vegas. Thanks to chase bank.

I saw a lot of casinos. I was embarassed by the bouncer of the night club at Bellagio (called the bank) but then I don't feel bad about it because he was embarassing everyone waiting in the line to get in.

And, now I am blank. Probably laters.

Bye

Finally, I know how to cook!

2009-08-24T22:53:00.000-07:00

Yay, that is right! I finally know how to cook two different dishes in such a way that they both taste different. Previously, whatever I cooked tasted the same. Technically, the dishes weren't even closely related, forget about them tasting the same. Anyways, so today with a heavy heart, I decided not to add my usual stuff and luckily, the taste changed drastically. I was mesmerised for once but then realised that I was just not willing to experiment so it had to happen. Anyways, I am happy. And, I hope and pray that in future the dishes actually start to taste how they are supposed to be.

Asswipe! I am a pervert.

2009-07-24T16:30:00.000-07:00

Disclaimer: If you dont like to read about stuff like how to wipe your ass, dont read any further. This post is going to be filthy to the core.

Okay, so today I am going to share my views on how to clean your/mine/everybody's asshole's after shitting. As much as I know, not many people wipe their asses off with a tissue paper. It's not the same here in America. No wonder, the bathrooms in public places here are much more cleaner than at home. Believe me, I wouldn't want to get into the condition of my potty seat back home. And, no it is not because of me. I am a cleanliness freak. It's all because of my roomate. I'd rather come to office and do my morning excretion here than at home.

Anyways, getting back to the point, when I first landed here, I thought it would be difficult adjusting to the whole transition from wiping my ass with wet hands to just wiping it off by a tissue paper. But, weirdly it hasn't been that difficult at all. By the way, just to let you know, I still wash it at home. It makes me feel homely and wet (lol). The tissues are only meant for public places.

So, till now I really have been doing it the way I thought it would be the most practical to do. But, recent discoveries from a movie has startled me. I was watching the movie "National Lampoons: Adam and Eve" starring the lovely Emmanuelle Chirqui. I forgot the lead actor's name. I think he is Michael Douglas' son but I am not too sure about it. Anyways, so in this one particular scene, the actor and his friends discuss about how they wipe their asses after shitting. Although I don't think it is true, but some of them said they stand and wipe. What the fuck! I think it was just for humor but then you never know. I don't go about asking people how they do it. I just hope it's not true. If it is, I dont know what to say. I am just dumbfounded.

Moving on, the actor said he wipes his ass by leaning onto one side and sliding his hands through the sides of the butt. This does sound a bit practical but I never realized it could have been done this way. Do any of you guys do it this way? Girls can answer too if they want to. When his friends asked him why would he do it in such a weird way, his explanation was justified too. He explained how nothing comes in between the tissue paper, shit and the body if it is done this way which did make a bit of sense. So, I don't know. I would believe I just learnt a new technique to wipe my ass. I am definitely looking forward to try it out.

For me, I thought it was pretty elementary and that everyone does it the same way. So, what I do is head on. Meaning, start from the front, grab my tool, lift it up, slide the other hand inside and wipe it off. Sounds pretty simple, aint it? If it gets a bit messy, take some more tissues and wipe everything. PERIOD.

So, thats about it. Just wanted to share my pervertness. Also, I realized not many people throw back the tissues in the potty after they are done. My fucking roommate does whatever (including masturbation, shitting, blah) and throws that goddamn yuck tissue in the dustbin. I can prove it cuz those tissues are quite visible and hardened or whatever. You know what I mean right? It sucks though. I didn't know this earlier too but I though about it once. What if I put the tissue inside the potty? Will it go in or keep on floating like a ciggarette butt? I tried it once and I instantly knew it was meant to go inside with the shit and not stay out in the dustbin grossing others out. This realization dawned upon me after 2 months of living here. But, I am pretty sure my roomate doesn't know about it. If he does, why the hell wouldn't he just let it flush? Whatever.

I don't want to get into the stains on the seat now. I wonder how guys can be so dirty. I am sure I am fucking clean.

Laters.

LOL

2009-07-24T04:01:00.000-07:00

I am so fucking drunk. I don't know how much I've had. I don't know anything. I want to sleep but I can't. I have work tomorrow. God help me!

captain+coke

dark lager

cherry martini

camel lights+marlboro lights+camel crush

bacardi+coke

rum+coke

XBOX+deadalive

poker

3 man

jalapenos+onions+frozen pizza

I know you guys hate me!

TGIF! Random blah blah

2009-07-17T15:34:00.000-07:00

My bum and back has been paining a lot because of the amount of racquetball I have been playing recently.

I am done with the project. Waiting to hear from my boss what is to be done next.

Nothing extravagant planned for the weekend. I want to go to LA.

Been self-loving a lot lately.

My hair's all (read head hair) grown up now.

Have been drinking a lot of Diet Coke. Is it okay if I drink a lot of soda?

I and B (one of my good roomates) got a packet of refrigerated hash browns cut into small pieces. So, I decided I'll make a potato dish yesterday. I am so pissed with the outcome. Unfortunately, everything I cook tastes the same. Be it rajma, cholle or whatever. I thought about it. I realized it obviously would because I end up adding everything to all the dishes irrespective of how it is supposed to be cooked.

I got a short from Walt Disney when I went there last winter break with my sister. It makes me look as if I have a boner 24*7.

I am trying to grow this chin goatee or whatever you call it since 3 weeks now. It has grown quite a bit but I have started resembling a goat. i dont know if I should shave it off or wait for it to grow more so that I could make a pony tail out of it.

I wanted to get a tattoo done but I have figured that people who have tattoos here are considered to be some kind of outcasts. I wonder why though. I think tattoos do look cool only if they are not all over the body. How about piercing?

I haven't updated my iPod touch since ages now. I am not even tripping anymore over the psychedelic trance that I have in it.

I am over orkut and facebook. I no longer am addicted to these sites. That's a good news for me I suppose. They can kiss my marwadi ass.

I am missing Goldflake :( I have to suffice with Marlboro lights or Camel here. They suck man! These people need to experience the goodness of Classic Milds as well.

My mom's been coming online a lot lately. They are looking for a guy for my second sister. Btw, I have 2 elder sisters. I am the youngest and the most pampered (that is what I believe). Any potential rich good guy can ping me. We can have a drink together and prolly talk about it.

Enough of my shit for now.

2009-07-14T17:16:00.000-07:00

The bed bugs are killing me. My house is a fucking mess. I don't want to crib but I am so pissed off with how things have been going on. I have red rashes all over my fucking body. I can't sleep peacefully at night. There has been an increase in the number of small motherfucking flies in our house that are normally found near the garbage can. I want to get out from this sad place. Gawd!

Warning: Geekiness involved in this post!

2009-07-09T16:38:00.001-07:00

Hi guys,

I just felt like updating my blog with something I learnt today at my workplace. It involves dealing with customers, a bit of brain and a lot of smart work manipulation. It also involves Flash player but that's just the geek part of it. Don't bother about it.

So, if you go to this website - http://students.asu.edu/mssenews, you can see a flash player with 6 images playing continuously. Since I work as a student web developer at ASU, we get these request tickets from different departments at ASU wanting updates and changes to their department's homepage.

So, I got a request to update this page by removing all the 6 current pics and adding new pics to it. Now, I thought it would be pretty simple. I knew it was in flash. I also knew I can do it even though I have no idea what flash is. So, i started working on it. Firstly, when I looked at the code, I had no freaking idea what to do with it. I realized that a flash player is generally first developed and then embedded inside a webpage using scripting language. I then downloaded this flash .swf file on to my computer and started wondering what I can possibly do to just change some images. I am telling you that itself took me a couple of hours. It's not easy at all.

So, apparently, this .swf file is coded in .fla extension first and then exported to a .swf file as a flash file or something like that. Now, since I didn't know how to code and I didn't want to learn it right now, I decided I would rather google. Luckily, I found a couple of trial softwares which helped me just change the images from the previous ones to the new ones. But, there was a problem. Guess what? This guy sent me some 15 pics and this flash player had controls for only 6 pics.

I really could have done it but I didn't want to right now because learning Flash is not going to help me gain something. So, I tried to convince this guy in my way.

First of all, the people who request for such updates hardly know anything about webpages and all that. They are more materialistic when it comes to updating their websites. They would rather go for the look and feel which I have confessed is not my thing at all. Secondly, he just sent me these pics clicked by a digital camera which were close to 2 MB each. Now, who on earth has such heavy pics on their webpages. It is quite obvious for us but I guess not for them. So, I had to compress all the pics first. Then, I somehow convinced him. I'll probably paste the conversation below:

Me: I have removed the current pics and uploaded 6 of the new pics. Can you please have a look at them? Also, the control of that flash player is such that there can only be 6 images at one time playing in that flash player. If you want me to add more, I will have to develop a new flash player to include all the pics. Do let me know what you want me to do.

ThatGuy: If it is not too much of a problem. I will probably send more pics in the future as well. Is this okay?

Me: Well, I am not a flash developer frankly speaking. But, if you want it, I can do it but it will take some time because I will have to learn it first.

Also, generally in web 2.0 standards, it is advisable to have a flash player with fewer controls. For example, even if you see ASU's home page, you will find only 3-4 images playing continuously. If we add more pics, the application becomes heavy and the page in turn will take lots of time to load. So, I would suggest to leave it like this and then updating new pics every week or depending on how frequently you want it.

Anyways, do let me know what you think about it.

ThatGuy: Okay...i understand...Can I take a more careful look at the pictures then and select my 6 favorite?

Good idea. Thank you.

Me: No problem. When you have selected the 6 of your favorite pics, let me know their filenames. I will update the webpage then.

...And, I got away 15 mins before :)

laters.

P.S. Do you think I am an asshole for doing this or just a smart indian guy? :| Although I really didnt know what I was telling is the truth or not, I did make sense. Didn't I?

2009-07-07T17:21:00.000-07:00

Two posts back to back is quite an achievement for me. And, I feel like blogging only because I don't have my best friend to talk to. She has gone somewhere suddenly and I haven't heard from her since a week now. I am starting to miss her like anything. She is the only person in my life who understands me in-out and knows every single detail about my life. I am just hoping everything is all right with her. I just hate it when she leaves me like this. No wonder I resort to blogging because I don't have anybody to talk to.

Anyways, I woke up early for a change today. It had been a long time since I had a subway sandwich breakfast so I decided to go for it. I remember I tried a Subway sandwich in India once and it sucked to the core. I felt like puking. But, I somehow love the American sub. Probably since I had no idea what olives, jalapenos, banana peppers and pickles were then, I didn't really like the idea of it. Also, I don't have much of an option here so I might as well just eat something which is good for health and not too fatty. I then went to work - my oncampus job as a student web developer. And, now I am back home thinking whether I should go to the gym or not.

That's all for an abrupt update. Laters

Back from the hiatus..Maybe?

2009-07-06T18:17:00.000-07:00

It has become a tradition for me to start every post with something like "It's been ages since I have blogged..." so I'll cut you all that slack. It's funny and ironical at the same time that everytime I say I am back to blogging, I just dont blog at all. It is not the writer's block for sure. I have so much to write and talk about. It's just that feeling of not writing, you know! Anyways, I guess it's been more than a month since I have updated anything here. So, I shall just touch upon the things that have been happening in my life and I once again apologize to everybody for not keeping in touch. I suck at it and by now you shouldn't crib about it because that is how I really am.

I just went through my previous post and I realized that it was written when my previous semester was going on and I had some stupid presentations lined up. I did well I guess. Although my cumulative GPA dropped from 3.89 to 3.78, I am not sad about it. I managed to get 2 A's and 1 B in my last semester. Time passed by so freaking fast that the upcoming Fall semester is almost about to get going from the next month and I think I am still not ready for it.

The internship hunt wasn't fruitful enough for me. I tried and tried even more. I kept on applying but I couldn't get anything I wanted to do this summer. Instead, I kept getting other offers out of which I finally had to accept one of them because I did not want to go back to India and spend my summer over there doing nothing but eating and sleeping all day. Not to mention, it was website development yet again :)

Fortunately, I am not finding it boring at all. I figured I did not like the designing of simple HTML pages but when it comes to coding in C# in ASP.NET, I am in absolutely love with it. All I am doing is developing a functionality in a website by coding in c# instead of designing how it looks and all that stuff which I consider more girly. I am being paid 1100$ for the beta stage of the project for 5 weeks. I am almost done with it and I feel I have really learnt a lot. It has influenced me so much so that I gave it a thought to think about my field of interest and what kind of a job would I be looking for as soon as I graduate. It's a long way ahead I know.

Apart from this, I have been going out, visiting places, saving a lot of money, buying new clothes, trying to shed some pounds, getting bored time and while, surfing a lot, blah. Life has become a bit stable I guess. There hasn't been anything eventful that has happened lately. And, I am beginning to sulk a lot. I feel like going to India for a change. Friends matter a lot in this country. If you have a good outgoing American friend who is willing to take you out, this is probably the best place anybody can be in. But, on the contrary if you dont have anybody like that, all you can do is just live on your own. Nothing great about it.

The only difficulty I have is with food. I am just starved. I am craving to eat something Indian and this is when I miss my home the most. My daily routine has just become crazy. On weekdays, I get up somewhere around 10-11 am and go to work. I normally don't have breakfast but if I manage to, I eat cereals every morning. Lunch generally comprises of a chicken sandwich or a burger with a drink. I have stopped thinking about the healthiness of the food now. There is no point to think about it in this country. I come back by 5 pm. If I feel like, go to the Sports Recreation Center by 6pm. I play Racquetball if I find somebody to play with or else I just run for like an hour. I come back tired by 9 pm and feel like lying down and doing nothing. But, this is when I am supposed to be working on my project. In the end, I end up chatting every night. Weekends are the worst. I sleep for almost 12 hours daily in the weekends. It's just going on and on. I am kind of bored with it.

I think I'm done for now. I am so bored of this post already.

Laters

P.S. I need a car and a nice clean place to live in. Most importantly, I need good friends.

I've lost it

2009-04-30T15:33:00.000-07:00

Something has terribly gone wrong with me. I don't know what the fuck has happened to me. I suddenly seem to be this retarded guy. I have lost all my sense of humor. My sense of humor if it exists anymore has become this dark sense of humor which only I find funny. People have started to hate me like anything. I dont blame them. It's all my fault I guess. I guess I need to get a life. I don't know what to think. I am just badly mindfucked. I want someone to come and give me a tight hug. I am on the verge of getting depressed. I had to take this all out somewhere. I didn't know anybody or anyplace so I am getting this all out here. I don't have anybody understanding me anymore. I am just sick. I want to go home. I am feeling very sick. I am done with all this shit. I want to meet mummy. I have just broken down completely. It feels terrible to not have anybody close to you. I have hurt almost a million people in past couple of days. I don't know what is wrong all of a sudden. I have always been this funny easygoing guy. But, I don't know what I've become.

I have a presentation in an hour and I am literally shaking here. I don't know what I am going to do to me. I need some serious help.

:(

Spring Break

2009-03-18T14:42:00.001-07:00

I have updated my orkut and facebook album with the spring break pics. It was a total fun trip. We went to Grand Canyon and then Flagstaff. As spectacular as Grand Canyon is known to be, there is nothing extravagant to see once you go there. I mean people do cover the different trails there and camp but that is something else. I didn't want to go to Grand Canyon just to hike there or cover the whole of it. I just wanted to see how it looks and what it is all about. The first impression is truly memorable. But, I just got bored of it after a few hours. I am sure if I had done more, I would have liked it much more. Anyways, to each one his own. It was a nice experience overall. I ain't cribbing about it so cock it up.

Next destination was the Arizona Snowball in Flagstaff where I skiied for the first time in my life. Now, this was something I always dreamt of. It always seemed easy whenever I saw people ski in television but when it came to the reality, it was indeed one of the most difficult adventurous task I have ever done in my life till now. There are a number of factors which makes skiing an arduous task but once you get the hang of it, it ain't that difficult. First of all, the friggin shoes that they gave us to wear were so heavy and tight that I couldn't even feel my feet. All I could feel down my legs were heavy metal objects. Walking in those shoes itself was a big problem. Imagine, how skiing must have been wearing them.

Then, the long skis. They were almost as long as I am. I only realized how long they were once I stood up in the snow. Now, the cache here was to fit in the shoes in those skis. Doing this wasn't easy either. Everytime I fell (which I did 99 out of 100 times), I just couldn't manage to stand up with those long skis. I had to detach the shoes from the skis, try to stand up on the slippery snow and then fit in them again. I must have done this almost a million number of times that day. Good lord. Finally, the two fuckin sticks which had nothing to do with skiing. Seriously, more than skiing, it was more about how you handle the equipments.

Eventually, I did get a hang of it and as time passed by, I finally started skiing slowly and steadily. I fell a lot less after that and I covered lot more ground before I fell again. So, I believe that was an achievement. The most heartbreaking and thrilling moment is when you start to gain speed as you descend down and you dont know how to reduce the speed without falling. So, to stop myself from crashing into someone else or jumping from the cliff end, I purposely fell down everytime I was coming down. It was indeed one hell of an experience. I am not even going to talk about the shape of my bum, arms, the whole fucking body for that matter after 2 days. Its been more than 2 weeks now and it still hurts.

After the eventful spring break was over, I decided to go for the Driving test. I am ashamed to say that I flunked. I was pretty confident I could make it but I dont know. It wasnt my day I guess. I am gonna rip that instructor's booty the next time for sure.

ciao

Sleep

2009-03-05T13:01:00.001-08:00

Today is one of the most sleepy days I've ever had at work. It's not that I am bored and I have nothing to do. It's because I did not sleep last night. You might as well guess why I did not sleep. Yes, I had an assignment due today morning. And, as sincere a student I am, I finally beat it to death by 9 am along with three other comrades. It is so strange and ironical that even though we were 4 of us working on 1 fucking assignment, we could only somehow manage to get done with it. This only signifies how incompetent we are when it comes to doing these masters level assignments, especially when it comes to a dreadful subject called "Design and Analysis of Algorithms". But, the good thing is that I finally learned what the heck is splay trees and amortized analysis all about. I did understand most of the shit I have written in the solutions but not all of it. That's because we had solutions to most of the questions available online. So, you know now how I must have completed the assignment.

Anyways, I am writing this post only to make sure that I am awake and I don't doze off at work. That would be the last thing I would want to do. Surprisingly, writing a post which makes no sense is helping me. I have to be here for 2.5 more hours and I hope I finish this post by then.

So, I have realized I can't think of anything to write or rant about right now. But, since I know if I stop writing, I am royally screwed, I might as well write anything but crap. So, the first thing that comes to my mind is to ask you "How goes you?" I know it has been long and blah blah. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

P.S. Edit:
OMG! Believe me or not, I really did doze off. Fortunately for me, a blonde just passed by my desk. And, I am wide awake right now. I don't know what it is but I just feel it. Their sophisticated cum horny body odor, their long well styled blonde hair, perfectly flexing asses, shiny glossed lips, and the dumb expression in their eyes make my hormones rotate, revolve and spin along the same axis. Now, I am sure I am not going to sleep for 5 more hours because the tool won't let me. So, the sole aim of this post is achieved.

Grades

2009-03-02T00:42:00.000-08:00

I am so worried about my grades of the homeworks. They are definitely not looking fine. I am giving my best and I am certainly expecting a lot. In turn, I don't think I am getting even half of what I expect everytime. I don't know what to do. I have on clue what is to be done more. My friends are not helping me either. Infact, nobody actually seems to be bothered. Its like I am the only guy among my friends who is so worried. Nobody even bothers to start working on them until the last moment. And, the homeworks which I get here cannot just be done by one person. It is getting very difficult especially when the grades are not looking fine till now. I am devastated :(

Whatever

2009-03-01T01:22:00.000-08:00

I hate people who dont respect me for who I am. You can all go fuck yourself. Period.

Getting back to life!

2009-02-26T18:39:00.000-08:00

I finally had a haircut. I am not liking it anyways. The barber is a guy from somewhere in Afghanistan. He himself is quite shabby looking. But, since he is the cheapest, I don't have any other option. I showed him a pic of a guy in this magazine and asked him to cut my hair like him. I don't know what shit he cooked on my head after that. Things never go or come out the way you would want them to. Isn't that true? Believe me, it is very true. I came home, went straight into the bathroom and started shaving without even removing my glares. Not to mention, it took me three fucking rounds to shave it off completely. Now, I normally don't have a thick or dense beard. It is just that my razor is worn out. So, I like to assume that I get a nice stubble by using it over and over. Whatever!

I am finally getting back to my health. Traces of nose blockage, a bit of harshness in my throat and thats about it. I got 2 gruesome assignments due next week. And, after that a week long spring break.

Bye

Illness taking its toll on me!

2009-02-24T23:52:00.001-08:00

I am extremely sick. My nose is blocked. My throat feels like a rough road. I am having a bad headache. I have a bit of fever too. I want to take antibiotics but sigh the doctors here wouldnt just give me that. I went to see the doctor in the Campus itself. He gave me a miniature of a mouth wash and some Mucinex D tablets worth 30 fucking dollars. The mouth wash is long over and the tablets show no sign of improvement whatsoever. On top of it, I cant fucking get a medicine in USA without a prescription. Damn. I hate it. I need a medicine to get well and they need a fucking prescription for that as well. The medicine which they give is shit. I wonder if the whole medical system in US is overhyped or something. People around me aint helping either. Looking at my condition, everyone comes up with his/her own suggestion. I just hate all this. Believe me or not, getting sick is the worst thing you can experience while being here. Right now, I have the sad tablets given by the doctor to me, a tablet of coldarin and a homeopathic medicine. My mental health is not helpin me choose either. Fuck it. I am missing home so bad.

Change

2009-02-23T23:17:00.000-08:00

I have decided to change my blogging style. I just can't write long posts anymore. Anyways, I don't like twitter either. For that matter, none of my friends even know about twitter. So, I would rather not go there. Instead, I thought about updating this space of mine with twitter like updates. One reason being that I can no longer talk to a certain somebody everyday so I need to get it all out here. There are other reasons as well but just to cut it short, I stop here.

Feb 24, 2009 - Very badly need a haircut. I need to shave as well. Right now, I look as if I have come from the mountains after a long hiatus. I badly need an internship to improve my resume. I want to do something related to Networking and Security. All I am getting to do is Web fucking Development. God, this is frustrating. I need satisfaction. I want to fucking setup a network and play with routers instead of coding in ASP.NET trying to develop a website. Spring break is coming ahead. I want to go out somewhere because Spring break is considered to be a break where people specially girls go crazy (Get the drift!). I also want to work full time during this break so that I can save. I am confused. Other than that, I have been trying to catch up with the studies. I fucking hate Algorithms. I haven't understood Amortized Analysis well. I have no idea what Splay trees are. I am just plain fucked up by this subject. I feel as if I am a recurring algorithm so complicated that you cant solve it no matter what theorem you apply. I AM NOT WRITING A POST!

bye

Oblivion

2009-02-21T14:52:00.001-08:00

I am so lost right now. I have no clue what is happening. I have no clue what is to be done. I dont know why am I writing this post. I am gone for good. I have lost my mental stability. I feel as if I am in oblivion.

Random..

2008-11-18T23:11:00.001-08:00

What the fuck has happened to all my readers?! Aah, I know. I am not surprised. I don't know what to say. I know I am the one to be blamed. I totally accept it. To put it in the best way, I am completely lost. Damn, now I don't know where to start.

Anyways, it's been quite a while since I've actually written a blog post or anything related to my life as much as I used to a year and a half back. I just dont feel like writing anymore. One of the reasons being the state of my life right now. It's a very weird feeling I must tell you for a used-to-be regular blogger to come and blog all of a sudden. Damn, I made so many good friends. I knew so many people. I was virtually living with people for so many years and all that is just a bygone for me now. To think of it now, I think I have lost almost all of them. One thing that I lack is having this thing to keep in touch with people and loved ones. My parents keep telling me to call them regularly, to be in touch with my sisters, relatives, blah but somehow it just doesn't feel to me. I think I was born like this. Or, maybe something is really wrong with me. There are times when I don't feel like talking to anybody and there are times when I wish to talk to somebody but I can't find a single soul around me.

I was contemplating on how my life was a couple of years back when I was so jobless and used to spend almost the whole fucking day online. I chatted a lot. I met all kinds of people though blogs, chat forums and what not. And, now it feels as if I am so new to this online world. Whenever I am online, I either check my grades, watch prison break, try to code my assignments, see the number of people online, refresh orkut a couple of times, update facebook status or play counter strike. That's about it as of now. I wonder if all those people who I made friends with, all of them with whom I shared my life still remember me or not. I am just writing all this because I felt like. I realized how ignorant I can be. I realized how insensitive I am. But, I really dont know what to do about it. I guess life's like this.

A few weeks back, Harshal Desai or better known as Hershey in blogsville commented on some random pic in facebook that I rant a lot in my blogs. I was offended by that bigtime. I gave him my piece of mind commenting back there. And, after writing all this I think I do rant a lot. But, anyways its my personal blog and so I have all the rights to do anything I want to. Its none of your concerns and for that matter I think that a person should avoid commenting about others in a public place. Thinking on the same lines, I thought how much of a controversy was created in BUF (another group blog which is still running) due to me and several other reasons. Life just kept moving on for me. I tried apologizing and making up but I don't think the people who I offended there still think good about me. There is nothing that I can do now. Everybody seems to be busy in their own sweet world. Good for them! Good for me!

After so much contemplating about past events in my life, I think I should just end this post by posting the updates in my life as of now. So, here goes..

1 Hmm, I am doing okay. Not that great, not that bad. I am still a baby in this foreign land. I think I have still not settled properly.

2 I recently had an accident. I was riding my bike and I got hit by a car. Thank god, I am alive because my bike saved my life or I am dead sure I wouldnt have been here today. Basically, I was riding the bike against the flow of traffic and I did not have a light on my bike. I was crossing one of the busiest crossings in Tempe and a car which was taking a free right turn hit me. Luckily, I fell and my right leg got entagled with the handle of the bike. The car ran over the bike crushing it. I did not have any scratches or injuries anywhere except the right leg which was hurt pretty bad. I had bruises all over it and could have possibly died because of a symptom called "Compartment Syndrome". I couldnt walk properly for 2 days and I was supposed to be on crutches. Fortunately, I had a speedy recovery and I am still recovering from it. I have to go for Physiotherapy sessions twice a week which costs me 35$ per session. This has been the only eventful thing in my life since 2 weeks now.

3 Graduate life is busy indeed. I have classes the whole day on Monday and bulk of the day on Wednesdays. Job fills up the other days of the weekdays. I mostly try to catch up with my lost sleep during the weekends accompanied by pending assignments and a casual hangout once in a blue moon. I don't have time to think about anything else at all.

Have so much more to update but i gotta go now. Have to wake up early morning tomorrow.

Take care guys..

P.S. I know I suck but please keep in touch :)

Woohoo!

2008-10-12T14:12:00.000-07:00

If you ain't in America, you are definitely missing a lot in life. And, when I say it, I mean it. I haven't updated my blog since a long time now. And, I bet lots of things have happened in the meantime. I'll probably just highlight the latest developments in this post.

1 I got a new on campus job as a website developer. This itself is a feat and is too awesome for a fresh graduate like me. It pays me 10.25$ per hour.

2 I have been visiting places, hanging out and meeting new people.

3 I experienced the first 'open-book' exam which was a midterm for one of my courses. It was quite cool that I slept the whole night before the exam after ages.

4 I was connected to an American family through a program called "International Friends Program". I drank beer with them, talked about India and our culture, heritage, beliefs, blah. For a change, I did not rant or bitch. I told them how different it is for me to come so far and having such a wonderful experience and stay here at ASU. They had 3 kids Emma, Chandler and Hayden. Pat came to pick me up from my house and dropped me at the end of the day. Marla gave me some granula bars which is a kind of breakfast for most of the Americans. We had pizza, played ROCKBAND on XBOX 360 and basketball. It was pretty refreshing to see how Americans spend their weekends with their families. I felt I was at home. I also saw my pic on their refrigerator when I reached their house. It felt as if they considered me as someone special. I just loved every moment spent with them. I have promised to cook something for them the next time we meet. But, I don't know what to cook. I want them to like whatever I cook and get a taste as to how traditional Indian food generally is. So, if you guys have any idea, please let me know with the recipe.

5 I am also a part of another group called "Life Among the Nations". On Saturday, we went to a zoo, had a barbecue dinner and played voleyball in the end. There were a lot of people from China and Taiwan in this group with fellow americans too. I was glad that I didn't have to hang out with an Indian group for a change. And, just in case you wonder why the fuck weren't Indians there, let me tell you this activity was charged for 8$ and as far as I have seen, Indians here would prefer going to some event where there is free food rather than explore new places. I somehow dont like this attitude. Anyways, we are again going to some Arizona's traditional farm or something next week. Click on this link and go to Event Calendar. Then scroll down to October 2008. (http://www.schnepffarms.com/).

6 I have finally begun to party every weekends. This was the first weekend and it was pretty awesome. On friday, we all went to this pub "Rula Bula" and had a pretty good time there. There were a few desperate Indians trying to find a drunk blonde so that they could have fun with them. But, anyways to each one his own. There was a live band playing some kind of music which seemed Irish to me. I had this Irish beer called "Harp" which wasn't that great. It was fun nevertheless. On saturday, I along with one of my friend went to this another pub "Zuma Grill". There was finally some hip-hop music with chicks getting wild dancing with the groove and grinding like anything. I got a chance to grind too. This was the first time I was doing anything like it. I mean in India, girls never generally grind even if we dance with them. They are probably too shy or whatever. I may be wrong but that is just what I think. But, here in this very pub, I could feel all kinds of sensation. Damn, I wish I had done all this before. It is fun and seducing only, if people take it in a good way. The chick who I danced with recorded a video where I was going beserk. I just hope she keeps it with her and doesn't post on you tube or something.

7 This week was a complete change for me as compared to the previous weeks. But, I am a bit guilty that I haven't studied as much as I should have. Anyways, I am looking forward to more such weeks.

Life is awesome!

Cheers..

P.S. I am sorry I havent been able to click pictures at all. I dont have a camera. Neither, do I have a cell phone which has an in-built camera. So, you guys have to wait a while till I get one. But, I do have some pictures of the American Family I talked about above. Here they are.

Life after the first few weeks..

2008-09-21T20:09:00.000-07:00

It has been almost 50 days now. I am writing this post after the first week I suppose. So, yeah lots of things have been happening. First of all, it was weird seeing so many comments about me looking for an Indian girl in the previous post. Duh, I wasnt that serious as you all figured it out to be. Anyways, also the American names that I asked for me in the previous post sucked big time. I mean no offense but still I guess I am fine by Anshuman only. Matter of fact, I asked my Database teacher to call me 'ab'. He really had a hell of a time trying to pronounce it. These people would call me as 'aenshoomaan' or 'anshoomaan'. It sounds freaking funny.

Getting back to the life at ASU, sometimes it feels as if I am living my life alone and I am all on my own. There is no one to look after you or take care of you. There is no one to know what you are upto. There is no one to guide you. There is no one to talk to. Everyone is too busy with their own lives. To a certain extent, I know this is good for me. But, the loneliness does start creeping in at some or the other point. I don't know but it feels weird. Damn weird. On top of it, most of the people pursuing Graduate studies here are 23+. They have come here with 2-3 years work experience. They are a lot more matured and all that stuff. I really feel as if I am a small kid in front of em. Also, people who had already planned to live together back from India hang out in their groups. This is something I wish I could do too. But anyways, I didn't know a single soul before coming to ASU. I just got in touch with some people through orkut. And , they helped with everything initially. Strangely, I thought I liked the place I moved in initially. But, I am beginning to feel a bit burdened and uncomfortable now. I don't have any reason for it but its just that I feel like moving to some place else. I feel the people who I live with don't really care about me. My roommate is out most of the times hanging out with his group of friends. He took me out initially but never really bothered after that, which is cool with me. The other two roomies are weird. They sort of know each other back from India and so they generally prefer talking within themselves, which is again cool with me. I felt a bit lonely when they went out together and my roomie wasnt there at home. I just did not like the whole feeling. Maybe, this is why I feel like moving to some other place.

Apart from homely stories, there are food issues arising all of a sudden. Since my schedule is real busy considering the fact that I have to commute to a different campus altogether for my classes and my job involves a lot of commuting too, I really haven't been able to spend a lot of time at home as compared to the first few weeks when I had no job. As a result, I just dont get time to cook food. By the time I come back home on most of the days, it is almost 8 pm. So, it is all messed up right now. Here, I wish I were alone so that I wouldnt have to cook for everyone. Sigh.

Moving further, I have started running on the treadmill and doing some cardio for an hour or so whenever I get time during the evenings. I have managed to keep up with the assignments and completing them well in advance. I am for a change enjoying what is being taught and I am learning a lot at the same time. I have been trying to make a lot of friends. I don't know but I feel for a weird reason that people here are not that outgoing as I thought them to be. Everybody seems to prefer the group of people they already know or something like that. It is a case with the Indians for sure here. I feel like hanging out with different people but whenever I try to ask them about it, something deep inside me tells that they wouldn't be all game for it. Anyways, I figured out that there is no point really expecting anymore from anyone. I am glad I am busy with my own life and the people who I already know.

I wish I had a camera to click pics. I'll be getting one soon anyways. I am signing off for now.

ciao

The first week at ASU

2008-08-31T19:34:00.000-07:00

As I ended the last post, I was supposed to have a meeting with my advisor the next morning. Unfortunately, that never happened because I messed it up big time. I slept at 2 in the night and quite obviously I could not wake up at 6 in the morning as I had planned to do so. If you did not know, I stay at the main campus (ASU at Tempe, AZ) but I have my school at the other campus (ASU at Polytechnic, Mesa, AZ) which is like 45 mins away by bus. The bus stop is like 20 mins away from my place by walking. The bus service is like every 1.15 hours. So, to meet my advisor at 10.30 in the morning, I had to catch the 9.15 bus. And, to catch the 9.15 bus, I had to leave my place by 8.50. When I woke up, it was 8.45 already. I fucking got up, brushed in about 5 seconds and started running. Thankfully, I have this weird habit of sleeping in jeans so I did not have to change my clothes and stuff. Since I am no Bolt or Lewis, and with an ass on the slightly heavier side, I couldn't make it. I was sweating like a pig, considering the fact that I last ran or even tried running some few months back.

I've always heard about people in American being quite straightforward and frank. As a result, I ended up emailing the secretary of my advisor saying that I missed my bus so I can't make it for the appointment, without realizing the fact that that was something I should not have done. But, anyways after realizing the blunder that I just committed, I called her up and apologized for all the inconvenience caused. Thankfully, she bought all that shit and asked me to contact her the next week for scheduling another appointment with the advisor. I am still wondering if this was the first mistake I had done after landing in the US, that too with my advisor who could possibly be my savior or something in the coming future. God knows what's in store for me.

Ever since that day, I have been running every morning to catch the bus to attend my lectures. My ass has become a victim of self-torture now. I apply some powder or soframycin every night before I sleep to make sure that it is all right the next morning. Nevertheless, I am proud to say that I haven't missed a single bus since that day and I also had a successful appointment with my advisor the past week. I have classes only 3 days in a week. But, running non-stop for 15 mins for 3 days in the last week was some thing for me. Hence, I bought a bike(cycle in India) today worth 72$. It's a Roadmaster Mountain Bike which looks quite cool. I only wished the seat was a lot more softer because my ass is eventually going to get hurt everytime I ride it. But, anyways I am glad I can finally wake up a bit late and leave my house 5 mins before the bus departs. Phew!

Enough of my ass stories. The past week was quite eventful. I witnessed why America is known for its standard of graduate studies. I have never in my life liked or wished to study Java. But, with the quality of professors that the US has, it is quite abnormal not to like what is being taught to you. It's quite amazing to see how these people teach and make sure that the students are really gaining from it. Back in India, the professors never cared what they were teaching. We as students didn't give a fuck either to whatever was being taught. That, in a sense was good because all they taught was utter shit and worthless. No matter how much I tried paying attention in the classes in India, I just couldn't get a word that was being taught. It wasn't that I was dumb or not interested in studying, it was the same with all the students. Matter of fact, it is the same in all fucked up engineering colleges in India. I don't care if you disagree with me but this is something I totally believe leaving apart IIT's and NIT's and some good universities. I know it is not that good in these places as well. So, no wonder I am finding things here quite cool to deal with. I am really looking forward to finally learn how to code and stuff. I am for gods sake a fucking computer science engineer. But, I really dont know a piece of code written in any language. Sigh!

I have been meeting a lot of people lately. Phirangs as well as Indians. I wouldn't want to comment about the kind of Indians that I met recently but all that I would want to say is that I think I am living in South India. Some people are weird, some are fucking dumb but most of em are good at heart. One thing I hate in them is that they really don't care if I understand South Indian language or not. To a certain extent I believe that it should be quite obvious and courteous of them to talk amongst themselves in a language that I would be able to understand. But, they really don't give a fuck about it. I have stopped bothering about it too. I guess I have to get used to it without cribbing much about it. As far as the phirangs are concerned, I met a few blonde guys. They were mostly friendly and cool to talk to. I loved bitching about India with them. In a way, I actually got them to speak their heart about what they think about us Indians. Not to mention, they don't think good about us at all. Exceptions are always there. I just hope I don't potray myself to them as the "dumb Indian" as they like to call us. Phirangs calling us Paki's are mostly fake stories because I haven't met anyone as yet who thinks I am a paki or a terrorist. Just that small jig at the airport which made me FEEL as if I was a terrorist. Anywas.

I almost forgot mentioning about it but yeah I finally have an on campus job. I will be acting as a Testing Supervisor in the Office of University Evaluations here in Tempe. I really don't know what the job is but I think I will have to supervise certain exams and make sure that the computers are running properly and all. Let's see what it is. I have my first training class on Sep 4th. I had another offer too at the Polytechnic campus wherein I had to develop and update websites. But, it was only for 10 hours a week. I really wanted to do it, but the greed in me made me reject it. Ironically, I was actually rejected by both these departments initially. But, since I am not that unlucky as I think I am, somebody left the job and I was the next most eligible candidate for the post. So, here I am. The job will pay me 800$ pm approximately, which is more than enough for me to party every weekend. So, I am excited about it.

Hmm, once I start writing, I don't generally stop. But, I'll spare you guys today. Hope to see you all soon.

Lotsa love,

P.S. I need to think of a good american name for me because Anshuman is like realllly tough for these phirangs to pronounce. So, if you guys can think of a good name or somethin, you are more than welcome to tell me about it.

ciao

Update!

2008-08-21T17:05:00.000-07:00

In the last post, I mentioned about my flight and landing-in-America experience. This post will probably have the post landing experience that I have had till now. The journey or lets say the time that I have spent ever since landing in Arizona has been quite good. I have been busy most of the times. I have visited a few places already. My mama lives in Scottsdale. He is the President in GE Capitals. So, he is stinking rich I believe. He came to pick me up on the 1st weekend after I landed. He took me to the Arizona Science Museum in Phoenix. And then, from there on I went to spend a few days at his place in Scottsdale. The place was no less than a five star hotel or something. I liked it there. I spent the weekend playing with his kids.

Then, I went to visit my sister in LA, California on Rakshabandhan the following weekend. The next day, along with her colleagues, we went to the Seaworld at San Diego. I have posted some pics on orkut. So, this was all about how I have been visiting places already. Scottsdale was fun. LA and San diego were cool.

After landing in the Sky Harbor International Airport in Phoenix after boarding the US Airways flight from SFO Airport, I did not know what to do. I had informed the Indian Association people about my pick up. I had also filled up some form on orkut posted by some other guys. As expected, the ISA people didn't turn up for quite some time. I was worried and started calling everyone I knew in ASU. Fortunately, those other guys had come to pick me up and they found me in the airport loitering here and there looking all lost and confused. I finally took a deep breath. They brought me to this place in Tempe for my temporary accommodation. All this while, I really did not know what was happening. I was into a different world altogether. Everything seemed so fucking weird and new to me. I was in this state for a couple of days I believe. I finally started getting used to it.

Gradually, I decided to stay permanently at this temporary accommodation. Everything was well settled and the seniors were really helpful so I didn't have much of a problem settling down. I realized I wouldn't have gotten such a friendly and warm reception anywhere else. My seniors showed me the way to important buildings and landmarks the first day. Ever since that day, I really have done everything on my own. I opened my bank account, got my SUN card, registered myself at ISO, blah. I have also learnt the basics of cooking and I firmly believe I can cook good food by now. Only if I could get the frozen chopped vegetables, that is. I realized everything in America comes in large quantities and various options for every single item. Moreover, the stuff that we get here is much better in quality as compared to what we get back in India. India seems to be a compromised kid of Uncle Sam or something to me.

It's been 16 days now and I am still looking for an on campus job. I don't think I can get a scholarship or something due to a couple of reasons. One of the reason is that my department is short of funds and ASU has reduced its budget by some 6 million dollars or something this year. So, the professor's don't have funds. Secondly, I really don't think I deserve a RA or TA because I haven't done anythin good enough in my undergraduate engineering to feel proud of or to boast about. I feel there are a lot more deserving people than me looking for scholarships. But, anyways I can try for it. I have been applying to on campus jobs instead. I applied to every fucking job I could possibly. I got a few rejections saying that the position has already been filled up. A few application-forwarded replies which I don't think will yield anythin. A few interview calls which I couldn't make through and tons of no replies. My seniors say that it took them 3-4 weeks or maybe two months before they got their first on campus job. I am literally wondering if that would be the case with me too. I am not sure why I am unable to clear the interviews. I just hope I get something meaningful enough for me soon.

The people here are very friendly. They are very polite and helpful in nature. You can get along easily with them. I have talked to so many people by now. One thing which I found weird was the fact that Americans believe or think that we Indians don't know English at all. Few people who I talked to found it shocking enough to see that I could speak English so well. I had to explain that it is not that we are not taught in English or something. I told them how my whole primary education and schooling has been in English. I believe they still think about us as some poor nation with illiterate people. But, anyways I am doing my best to tell them the truth. That is all I can do after all.

There are a whole lot of rules and regulations in this country. If we don't abide by them, we are busted wide open. I have come to know about so many things here that I didn't even think about. I have come across a couple of things that I only saw in movies or something. I have made blunders trying to be overtly cautious. I have seen American cops finally who are no less than giant muscular hunks. And also, America has a very different and unique smell. Wherever I go or whenever I pass by some American guy/girl, I can smell this rich odour which is like cream filled with gelato. It smells sophisticated. Sometimes, it gets too much for the nose.

I have registered myself for a couple of International Friends Programme and some International Club. I am excited about these clubs because I am gonne be visiting more places soon. Wooho! Now, most of my Indian friends ask me about the blondes and chicks out here. Initially, I couldn't help myself oggling and staring at almost every girl I saw. It was more like I bumped into every possible corner. But, now I think I am getting used to the whole skin, cleavage, micro minis, blah. It is just that there is too much of it everywhere. I am dying to meet and hangout with a nice Indian girl now.

I think I have written enough for today. I have an appointment with my advisor tomorrow morning. So, I will hit the bed now. I'll keep posting. Keep in touch guys. I miss you all.

Amreeka Experience 1

2008-08-12T17:18:00.000-07:00

The Flight

Okay, let me just brief you about what I am upto. Right now, I am in the Computing Commons building at the Arizona State University trying to get this post done before 6 pm. It is 5:20 pm now. I dont exactly know where to start from. Maybe, i'll just give it a try. I guess I'll divide the whole experience into phases, so that way, it'll be much easier for me to summarize it all up.

I left India on the 5th of August, 2008 at 6 am in the morning. I had my journey all the way from Calcutta to Bombay to Shanghai to San Francisco to Phoenix to Tempe. Till now, the whole experience has been emphatic and out of this world kinda thing to me. Except the long halt that I had at the SFO airport(12 hours), the weird air-blowing-the-shirt-fucking-customs-check, the black man refusing to take my baggage at the checking counter and seeing a couple of 8-feet-tall people, the journey was quite cool. And since, I have this weird thing to forget about a lot of things, I surely do not remember a lot of stuff that happened during the journey. But, I do remember this puerto rican guy who I met at the SFO airport. Also, I met this ugly-yuck-looking-indian-girl with whom, I unfortunately had to talk to spend my time at the SFO airport. She was going to the University of Boulder or somethin. The guy was cool nevertheless. He was busy with his PSP and was probably moving to Dallas with only 2 pieces of baggage. Imagine, a guy moving from one state to another state in the United States with just a PSP and 2 pieces of luggage. If it were we Indians, we would have had atleast 10 pieces of baggages full of shit. That is how these people here are. They are too fucking cool.

I had to undergo this weird fucked up check at the SFO airport, where in I was asked to remove my shoes, belt and the jacket. Then, I went through this machine where I was supposed to stand and then some air would blow from all sides of the machine. What the fuck! Then, those people opened my hand bags and cleaned it with some tissue papers. I really had no idea wht the fuck was going on. I just felt as if they doubted me being a fucking terrorist. These guys are crazy. I made sure I give back by showing them my middle finger to one of the cameras that was located at the end of the gate just before the boarding gate. I am a bastard I know.

Time is sure running away now. I'll be fast. During the flight, I was seated with these HAWT chicks from Bombay. From what I figured of them, they were prolly rich and lived in some posh suburb in Bombay. It was quite cool interacting with them and I spent most of my time watching this girl sleeping.

I dont think I remember anything more than this. So, I'll prolly call it a day. I'll update soon with post-flight-experiences asap. You take care guys. Keep in touch.

I'll seeya around.

The American Dream begins...

2008-07-07T11:09:00.000-07:00

The Preparation Phase

Hey. As the title aptly suggests, the preparations for my American Dream have already begun. I booked my tickets for the 5th of August in Jet Airways. The flight will take off from Calcutta, make its way through Mumbai and then land in San Francisco the same day. I will then have to take a US Airways flight the next day, all the way to Phoenix, AZ.

Apart from booking the tickets, I have my visa interview scheduled on the 18th of July. I am a bit worried and anxious about this interview. This can be the only hurdle in me realizing my dream. I constantly check the orkut F1 Visa community every 15 minutes to make sure I go through everybody's interview experience mentioned there and every possible question that the visa officer might put up. After carefully scrutinizing their interviews, I have found that if at all I get rejected, it has to be on the account of insufficient funds for my studies. ASU is a pretty expensive university and with no scholarship or any kind of fees waiver, the total cost mentioned in my I20 admission letter is 35,100 US$ per year. This approximately comes out to be 15 lakhs. That means 30 fucking lakhs for pursuing 2 years of masters. This obviously includes all the expenses excluding scholarship or part time job. So, I have to show half of it in terms of bank balance and the remainin half as savings or liquid assets. It is a bit difficult to arrange so much cash all of a sudden. But, somehow my dad has planned the whole thing out. I really hope the Visa officer doesnt grill me on this. I know I am a genuine student and I deserve to go to the states after so much of hard work being put in. Please pray for me.

Moving further on, ever since I landed in Calcutta after my engineering got over, my parents bug me so much to learn cooking. I am so fucking lazy that I don't feel like moving my ass at all. I know I have to learn cooking but I am in no mood of it whatsoever. I keep reminding my mom that my going to US is still uncertain as long as I don't get the visa and I would only start learning after the 18th. I have been able to escape from her clutches all this while. I am then planning to go meet my eldest sister after the 18th. So, yeah I am all cool about it. I am sure my mom doesn't know about this plan of mine. I just hope she doesn't tell my sister to make me cook for her when I visit her. Sigh. Are all moms like this? Why do they have to bother about us so much? Why do they have to pester us for each and everything? Now, I feel like cribbing about my mom so much. Aargh.

As soon as it is 11 pm, my mom would start changing her colors. And by changing colors, I mean she would start getting all so witchy witchy types and starts shooting her ever sarcastic maine-tujhe-paida-kyon-kiya taunts at me. By the time I manage to dodge her taunts, it is already 12 am. Then, she starts changing her avatar to maa-kali types. She would start telling me how my dad wants me to sleep, when he is not even bothered about me in the first place. If I still don't manage to shut down the laptop and act as if I am about to sleep, she would then tell me that my dad is calling me, when he is fast asleep already. Finally, when I behave like a totally disobedient kid and still don't obey her, she would go in her room, wake my dad and complain him about me in a loud tone so that she is audible to me. She makes my dad call me once so that I realize that she is serious about it. Lol. My dad would then shout at me like babuuuuuuu in his harsh voice, which is so friggin scary that I almost jump out of the bed. He would then go back to sleep. My mom finally takes a deep breath and then the very next moment, I can hear her snoring away to glory.

The above described drama happens almost every night. But still, I sometimes wonder how could I possibly fall for all this. Not to mention, I eventually have to sleep. Please tell me I am not the only one like this. I am dying to hear such stories from you guys as well. And now, I am wondering whatever happened to me. I started this post thinking I would write about my preparations and all. But, all that I have managed to do is bitch about my mom. Lol. Do I sound as if I am fed up of my parents? Believe me, I am. But still, I can't live without kissing my mom on her cheeks every day. After all the shouting and everything, I make weird faces. I kiss her. I pinch her. I poke her soft tummy. I hold her by her huge waist. I pull her cheeks. I wipe my mouth from her salwar. I just love irritating the shit out of her. I hope, I have complimented the bitching part now. :P

I guess I'll continue with the preparation part laters. It is already 11:41 pm and my mom is still not seen anywhere close to my room. I better be careful. I'll seeya soon.

Ciao.

After a long time...

2008-06-27T07:27:00.000-07:00

As I begin to write this post, I wonder if I ever blogged and I am sure I am going to write and then edit a lot of sentences in this post. As a matter of fact, since you wouldn’t know but I’ve already edited the first 2 lines of this post a couple of times. The whole world of blogging and bloggers suddenly seem transcendental to me. Anyways, I really do not have any explanations for my long lost absence from the blogsville. I’d rather not contemplate on it now. It feels so weird and mundane explaining about my absence in the first paragraph of every post I’ve written in the past couple of months. Formality and blogging etiquettes suck big time, I tell you.

I just went through my previous post and I realized how fucking obnoxious I was. Did I even write it? Even if I did, what the fuck was I trying to tell? That I have a dick? Yuck, and that too with a Disclaimer in the starting. WTF! I surely wasn’t in this world when I wrote that post. I am worried now about the fact that the next time anything like that happens again, I might mention some of my other secretive details too. God, whatever has gotten into me. This is so mind boggling and frustrating for a guy-trying-to-become-a-gentleman.

Phew. Moving onto more substantial topics, I am finally done with my engineering. I know a lot of fellow engineer bloggers who might agree with me when I say that I still am not able to digest the fact that I’ve actually become an engineer. What did I do all these years? What have I gained with respect to technical knowledge? I really do not have any answer. Now, considering the fact that even after more than 80 percent of students from my college have been placed in some or the other reputed companies, I thought they would be all relaxed and chilled about it. But, the truth is that they have all gone to metropolis to search for off-campus jobs and other openings. The reason behind is not because they ain’t satisfied with their current placements but just because they haven’t been informed about the joining dates from the respective companies till now. I am sure it really sucks to take the brunt of it all.

I, on the other hand am busy with my visa applications and preparations to fly in the first week of August. Until the time my engineering got over, my parents were still confused whether to send me or not. But, now when I cite them these examples of unemployment prevailing all over the country, my dad goes like “ye jo decision liya hain, ye theek hain. Ab toh tumko bahar bhejna hi hain”. I can’t explain how good it feels to me to hear something like this from my dad who has always expected more from me, who has always thought that I couldn’t stand up to their expectations or whatever. Being the only son and the youngest in the family, in spite of all the pampering and everything, I still feel my parents would never stop expecting from me. I agree that this expectation in a way is understandable but some part of me wouldn’t want this. I have suddenly started feeling the whole clichéd “responsibility-on-shoulders” kind of thing or something. I guess it is good in a way, ain’t it? You must be wondering how matured and serious I am sounding right now. Sigh, I only wished with all this, I had those “finally-a-man” kind of looks in me. People still think of me as some stupid funny school going kid. WTF! I desperately want that green tinged stubble on my cheeks and chin. Atrocities!

Moving further, I recently got to know some astonishing and eye opening facts about my dad. I tell you, drinking can do wonders. My mom and dad celebrated their 30^th anniversary on the 20^th of June this year. They gave a party. Three close friends of my dad and their families were invited. It was a rather cool chilled out dinner where in the dad’s were all busy drinking, mom’s were all busy chit-chatting and praising their own son/daughter’s and the kids (which includes a fucking-drinking-smoking 21 year old. That is me, in case you dint realize) were all busy eating. Not to mention, I was the eldest kid around. I desperately wanted to drink. I desperately wanted to smoke. I was just helpless. What could I have done? Anyways, the story doesn’t revolve round how I couldn’t do all that but what happened to the dad’s after they all got drunk. Topics which were being debated kept pouring in. They talked and talked and the topics kept changing from business deals to modern age kids to blah. Then, lightning struck. The newest topic in discussion was “grass” or weed or hash. Can you fucking imagine? Honestly speaking, I couldn’t imagine. I kept on wondering what was happening and I could only manage to catch on the embarrassment-filled-expressions on the mom’s while dad’s talked about their stoning habits during their youth. I was awestruck and I tried my best to camouflage my always-interested-wanna-get-stoned expressions. I acted as if I had no idea what grass is.

I wasn’t shocked when the person who headed the talk was none other than my dad. It was so enchanting listening to him when he described the perfect way to make joints and all. He kept on insisting that he would make the perfect ganja joint for his friends the next day and prove them his mettle. Lol. I, in the meantime only wished that he made a joint for me while he was high and then forget the next day when he would have been all right. How cool that would have been? But, then again atrocities!

I always thought and contemplated on the fact that how could I get indulged in some of these activities when I never even thought about all this when I was a kid living with my parents. I remember the first year of my engineering where in my room mate was addicted to smoking and abusing and drinking and all those vices. I refused to live with him and warned him that I'd complain if he drank in the room. But, when I see myself as of now, I can't imagine how I could have possibly missed that peg with my room mate. Damn! I asked this question to me a lot of times and then I finally got the answer that night. I did not resemble my mom only. I had some fatherly traits in me too. And I am proud of it. Getting stoned once in a blue moon ain’t that bad after all. What say huh?

I am really looking forward to my masters in the US now. My mom always told me about my dad’s girlfriends. Considering the fact that I have not been that successful in getting laid or whatever(I am not denying), I am keeping my fingers crossed. ;)

I’ll seeya all soon. I have this “Living the American dream” post pending from a long time now. Ta-daa.

Cha..

2008-05-08T14:12:00.002-07:00

Disclaimer: This post is a bit eerie. You can close the window right now if you ain't interested in reading stuff about my insane fucked up head.

Does masturbating everyday, sometimes twice in a day make you go all down and sulking? I guess it does to me. You won't believe but I am damn horny right now. I am sitting naked on my chair, with my ass stuck to this plastic chair, so that whenever I try to shift my cute-round-ass, the skin pulls and it feels as if someone just spanked it. Nirvana, I tell you. I know I am going insane. It is probably due to the upcoming end semester examinations which starts from the 10th of May.

Anyways, I am going through a bad phase of my health. My mom thinks I eat outside food a lot. I am tired of telling her that the food served in my mess is worse than dog-shit. I am bugged of going to the mess every night and coming back with only a piece of carrot in my mouth. I came across a bunch of guys yesterday who had their hands tied to their stomach and were supposedly moaning in pain. I could only smile at them and nod my head as if I understand their pain. Although, I have a very healthy penis and I've only heard stories about castration, but I guess that pain is much better as compared to this pain-in-the-stomach. Cha!

My tool needs attention now.

Bbye.

Happy Days..

2008-04-19T19:47:00.000-07:00

It is 8:18 AM now. I have just had my breakfast (Bature dipped in oil, burnt cholles and sugarfree coffee). I did not sleep yesterday night. Not that I did not feel like sleeping, it is just that I did not want to sleep. Why? Oh well, today is Sunday so making a night out on Saturdays is always fun. Secondly, I have some good news to share finally. So, perhaps the excitement got me way too rejuvenated that I completely forgot bout sleeping. Third but not last, I was playing Age of Empires with my juniors the whole night yesterday. This game is the latest addiction in my life. I spend hours on it. It is a good time pass for people who are totally jobless like me.

Before elaborating on anything else, let me tell you that I am damn excited about the fact that PARIKRAMA, the best rock band of India is going to perform today evening at the Parade Ground. I never expected a city like Dehradun to stage such a mega event. It could only be possible because of UPES(University of Petroleum and Energy Studies). This particular deemed university is one of its own kinds situated in a secluded area in the outskirts of Dehradun. They are currently hosting a Cultural festival of their college "Urja 08". They managed to rope in the band with the help of ONGC, the main sponsors for the event.

I participated in Counter Strike at Urja '08. And as usual, we lost in the 2nd round. My clan is supposedly the best in my college. But, it seems we are not able to perform well beyond our college. Whatever it is, I have no regrets. We hardly practiced this time and so we can see the outcome. Anyways, what it intrigued me there was the type of crowd. I can't tell you how happy I felt when I could see good-looking-smart-presentable-people finally. Living in Dehradun and interacting with the kind of people in this region has been the worst making-human-friends experience for me. I literally feel like spitting on them. Absolutely no sense of dressing, fucked up crazy mentality, brainless freaks. UPES surely changed my pre-conceived notion about it. I wondered how such cute lookin smart chicks existed in such an excluded part of this region. It was fun nevertheless. I spent the whole fuckin day staring at em. The hospitality was good too. I have no qualms whatsoever unlike the pathetic experience that I'd incurred when I had gone to Pantnagar to attend their fest.

Coming back to the good news I mentioned a bit earlier in this post, I finally got an admit from Arizona State University to pursue Masters in Computing Studies there. Getting an admit after 6 fucking rejections out of the 7 I applied to should be feeling like nirvana. But, for me the feeling and excitement has just been compensated due to previous rejections. More about it laters.

I have my farewell tomorrow. I am not that excited as I think I should have been. My friends are. I am happy for them. The girls of my college are the most excited. I have heard that a special college bus is assigned to pick them up from the beauty parlours tomorrow morning. Every day, I hear stories about them going to the city and getting their blouse stitched or whatever. You know, only guys of my college have reduced weight during all these years. On the other hand, girls have inflated like hell. Some of them have literally become female sumo wrestlers with boobs like basketball and ass like tyres. Anyways, this post has been written over a span of 3 days. So, I guess i've lost track of it completely. I'll seeya all soon.

ciao.

I am back!

2008-04-14T20:22:00.000-07:00

Hmm, I don't know where to start from. Please don't ask me about my previous posts or whatever. I dont believe much in sitting and contemplating about the past. Things weren't going good. I didn't feel like posting. I stopped reading blogs. Blogging just seemed to come to an abrupt halt all of a sudden. I wanted to delete everything and get out of this place. I did it finally.

All this while, I did feel as if I missed writing or something like that. But, that's okay. If at all I would have blogged, you would have only found me cribbing and brooding. I guess I am not necessarily the cribber cribber. I am only the Nonchalant Cribber. Lol. It sure sounds funny to me. Nevertheless, since I myself don't like people lamenting and moaning on their blogs, I am sure you wouldn't have liked me either. Period.

A lot of things have happened. I really don't remember when was the last time I blogged. All I know as of now is the fact that this place is sure going to sound a bit serious from now on. A friend of mine once said, "Humor only comes when you exaggerate things". He sounded some God like creature to me then. I thought about it and I realized that I did tend to exaggerate a lot to make this place humorous or whatever. And I don't really like the sound of the word "exaggeration". Moreover, a lot of people who I chatted with online commented about how I sound online and the stuff I right here are so not complementary and totally different. I wondered what was wrong. I wanted to start all over again. So, maybe this is one of the factors for me deleting all my previous posts.

Anyways, life as of now is a bit weird. I am about to get done with my engineering finally. I no longer have to attend the college or anything like it. We are finally getting into the farewell groove. When everyone around me seems to be happy and sad at the same time leaving this college, the case with me is totally complicated. I feel completely lost. I feel as if I am locked in a room with white walls or something. I don't even seem to digest the fact that I've spent 4 years of my life in Dehradun pursuing Computer Science Engineering. I feel as if I haven't learnt anything after the IIT preparations except some idiosyncrasies and harsh realities of life. It feels as if Engineering has been a complete waste for me. I don't know C/C++/Java/.NET or for that matter anything related to Computer Science. Period.

I remember those days in Kota when I used to study for like 8-10 hours a day. Considering my state now, I hardly study for 1 hour in 3 fucking weeks. I feel as if I don't stand anywhere amongst thousands of other engineers who are about to complete their engineering as well. This world seems totally transcendental to me. Talking about the time when I first landed here, I remember how much a nerd I was. I did not abuse. I did not drink. I did not smoke. I was totally the IIT-pursuing-living-in-Kota student. When I see myself now, I have managed to do everything except studying all these years. My friends think I am the only person who has changed drastically over these years. Not to mention, I feel the same. I only feel a bit more matured than what I was when I first came here. I have calmed down a lot. My energy levels or the young blood or whatever it is called seems to have been focussed and catered towards serious things in my life. i have suddenly become way too serious. I don't even feel like indulging myself into any physical sport anymore. In short, I don't like myself as of now.

Hmm, what next? Damn, I have been thinking about this since like a month now. Engineering is over. GRE is over. I don't know what I am going to do next. One of the main reasons for my absence for such a long time is the fact that I've gotten 6 fucking rejections out of the 7 American Universities I applied to. I feel like a complete loser. On top of it, it couldn't get much worse when I saw my friend A getting 3 admits(with scholarships) all this while. Not that I am not happy for him, I am only wondering what the fuck is wrong with me and my life. We both are in the same class. His academics is a bit less as compared to mine. My GRE score was a bit less as compared to his. This is the only difference between both of our profiles. Maybe, he applied to the universities which were well suited for him. I thought I did too. Considering the fact that my counselor advised me to apply to the state universities looking at my decent GRE score, I did it. Looking at the outcome now, I feel like raping her. She fucking duped me of 25 fucking grands. She was not even worth 1 grand. I feel like drowning myself. I had to literally force my parents to hire a counselor for me. They never had a problem with it and got me a counselor without saying a word. Now, I feel I am the only one to be blamed about this whole debacle. I don't know what to say when people here ask me about "My GRE thingy". Damn would be the right word. I always seemed so fucking sure of getting into some university. I always seemed determined for anything but Masters. Everything seems to be over now.

I just cannot imagine myself working for Infosys. I never did. It would be devastating for me to even think bout it now. I do have 1 university left. I have applied to 1 more university (IIT, Chicago) and in the process of applying to Rochester Institute of Technology also. Let's see. All I can do is keep hoping.

It is 9:48 am now. I have to go to the college to work on my major project and get my marksheets attested. I will write about my major project soon. It is another one big fiasco that happened to me. Believe me, I am totally fucked up from all sides. I'll see you soon.

Take Care.