I woke up at 7:20 in the morning 10 minutes before the alarm went off. Next I hit the snooze button on my mobile for the 7:30 Alarm. At 7:45 I had to wake up or I would miss my class. One day I hope to get out of the bed the second I wake up. I just hope that day comes in this life time.
I dragged myself to the bathroom and was ready for class by 8:15 A.M. It was electrical and electronics measurement and instrumentation class. I have finally remembered the entire name of subject. One day I hope to remember the name of topics as well. I managed to get through the entire class without falling asleep but since I do not remember a word of what was taught. So it would have been all right to fall asleep, I guess.
I like to use two pens, one blue one black to write notes (I hope that making neat notes will tempt me to get down to study, no such luck so far though). But I don’t know how my classmates realize that I have brought two pens and some one always turns up without pen. Maybe it’s one of things which are not supposed to happen. I have not given up though; I hope to write notes with two pens some day. The next class was free and I managed to get to hostel, sleep, read a few pages of a book, and sleep again in one period. Believe me it takes special time management skills to do that. And you can understand that since I was very busy doing these things I could not find time to write the assignment which was to be submitted in the next period. Besides I did not know how to do the assignment and I did not know it was due the very next class.
Not to worry though I managed to finish it before the teacher arrived. Heck, I even managed to staple the papers together. Then I accidentally glanced at the blackboard and realized I knew most of what was being taught. What I did not know I asked the teacher like I was the most sincere and studious boy in the class. And surprisingly I understood the procedure really well. After two more boring lectures it was lunch. I am trying to set a new record of not eating in the mess. You see I go to gym and the mess food is not sufficiently nutritious for me. Or, at least that is what my excuse is. Actually, the mess’s food is really bad and canteen is not that costly. After a satisfying lunch I headed for circuit theory lab. I miss the old days when a subjects name was simple like maths, physics, biology, English, etc and not different forms of electrical or/and electronics. It really confuses me.
My group had to verify Thevenin’s theorem. The practicals are actually quite easy since all you have to do is connect the already arranged circuit. That is of course if you have read the manual. I was too full after lunch to read the manual and others had their own reason for laziness. Still we managed to get the readings and reasonably accurate readings with the help of intuition. I am so proud of my group.
We were free after the class and I had decided to use the free time and study. Unfortunately, there was no time left to study after watching the movie on my pc and I plan to start studying tomorrow.
But, hey tomorrow never comes so cheers.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Life
What is life? What is destiny? Are we a cosmic mistake? Are we so very special, or are we nothing more than chemical reactions? Why does life go on? And to where? What is this all so consuming love? Perhaps nothing more than nature’s way of ensuring our species survival. Perhaps nature made a mistake by giving us means not only to survive but to thrive. For though one of her sons lives, others perish. Or may be this for the best as we can ensure our survival even if earth were to be doomed someday.
Life will go on. Things which are so important to us will not be even considered when mankind looks back. For it does not matter to humanity that when a person’s heart was broken his life was shattered. Life cannot be lived for the future for nothing lies in the future nor does it lie in the past it exists only now. If we lived now and only now it would not matter if we are remembered or not for we lived.
Life will go on. Things which are so important to us will not be even considered when mankind looks back. For it does not matter to humanity that when a person’s heart was broken his life was shattered. Life cannot be lived for the future for nothing lies in the future nor does it lie in the past it exists only now. If we lived now and only now it would not matter if we are remembered or not for we lived.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
I am invincible
I always wanted to be able to cook. My mothers a great cook but she never realized I wanted to cook even though I told her so many times. I know a lot of things driving, I am doing engineering, I can deal with people very well and I am very independent sort of fellow. So whenever I saw some one cooking I felt kind of stupid and felt admiration for the guy who has the skill to cook.
Well enough was enough, I entered the kitchen and tried to cook myself an omelet, well it’s not much but it is a start. I got the ingredients ready and unfortunately broke the egg shell and put the insides on pan even before the oil got heated. The egg was in liquid state for a long time. I finally ended up making a scrambled egg out of it and it was delicious. (Too bad I couldn’t find cheese or it would have been better)
Anyway, I then even washed the dishes if my household helper or anyone would have seen me they would have been ashamed and wouldn’t have let me do it, but I loved it. It felt like breaking free, breaking a taboo and I felt invincible- I can do anything.
I am searching for some sausage recipes now…..
Well enough was enough, I entered the kitchen and tried to cook myself an omelet, well it’s not much but it is a start. I got the ingredients ready and unfortunately broke the egg shell and put the insides on pan even before the oil got heated. The egg was in liquid state for a long time. I finally ended up making a scrambled egg out of it and it was delicious. (Too bad I couldn’t find cheese or it would have been better)
Anyway, I then even washed the dishes if my household helper or anyone would have seen me they would have been ashamed and wouldn’t have let me do it, but I loved it. It felt like breaking free, breaking a taboo and I felt invincible- I can do anything.
I am searching for some sausage recipes now…..
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Leadership
The art of getting someone else to do something you want done because he wants to do it. Dwight D. Eisenhower
The real leader has no need to lead--he is content to point the way. Henry Miller
The real leader has no need to lead--he is content to point the way. Henry Miller
New Delhi Railway Station
I arrived in Delhi at around 4 o'clock. My train left from New Delhi at 20:40. So I had lots of time to spare and kill. I was not sure from where I was supposed to catch the train. I asked the conductor where it would be best to get down from the bus to catch a train from New Delhi. He told me it would be best to get down at I.S.B.T. I was not really sure where that was though I have been there twice. As soon as I got down my memory came to my aid and I knew I had to cross street via cross over (not something very common in India and therefore a landmark). Though just to make sure I asked a few passerby if was headed in the right direction for the railway station and they replied affirmative.
My memory and the directions of the passerby were right; they did lead to Station but Metro Station not Railway. Realising my mistake I asked a gentle soul sitting idly how I could reach New Delhi Railway Station. He directed me to a bridge at some distance. It took me ten minutes to reach there with my suitcase (fortunately I had decided to travel very light and all my bag contained was three pants, three shirts and few books (College books as well as novels)). After reaching the pointed place the wait began. Now it may not seem much to you who just sits there reads this line but waiting for a bus on a highway road in Delhi summer is quite a daunting task. The gentle soul had told me catch bus number 212, I think. Bus number 211 arrived shortly however I decided to wait for bus number 212. After waiting for 20-25 minutes I decided to take the bus 211 and then try to reach the railway station. But unfortunately the bus stopped just 500m ahead as that was its last stop. 'Enough!' I thought and decided to take the Metro. I walked back to Metro Station (the light suitcase now seeming to gain weight). I asked the metro checkers who decided not to check my bag how I could reach the Railway Station. They kindly guided me take a token for Chandni Chowk. I followed their advice and to my surprise Chandni Chowk was the first stop after my boarding.
I got down at the Chowk and looked around. The signs led to Railway Station and the Library. I am a big fan of literature; I regretted not being able to visit the library. On reaching the railway station I breathed the sigh of relief and rested for about twenty minutes. I wanted to relax but I thought it would be best if I made sure the timing of the train and I was on right railway station, it felt like something was wrong. After standing in the queue for 10 minutes at the enquiry counter I asked the timing for my train. It comes at the New Delhi Railway Station he replied. I didn’t know what to do for the next 30 seconds. Then, I headed straight for the taxis parked outside, asked the guy to take me to the New Delhi Railway Station and didn’t even bargain with him when he said it would take 80Rs; I just wanted to get it over with.
Finally I was at the New Delhi Railway Station but I still wanted to make sure of everything so I asked at the enquiry at what time the train was leaving. He told that the train would leave on time. I finally was at ease and retired into the rest room. I spent the next four to five hours finishing “The first man” by Camus. I kept checking the time table at regular intervals. Finally when there was just 45 minutes left for the departure I took my suitcase and was about to leave when a women in late thirties gave me such an acknowledging smile that I had to half smile in return. Half, because I was not sure why she was smiling. She said something to me and as I was not expecting her to say anything I didn’t even hear what she was saying.
“Pardon?” I said, expecting her to ask me time or something.
“Leaving!! Won’t you even offer a cup of tea?” She said.
“Whoa” I thought “Get the hell out of here Dude”.
For once my thoughts and my instincts were agreeing on something and I got out of there as soon as possible. The train was on time and I got upgraded from 3 tier AC to 2 tier AC. I wish that wouldn’t have happened as the AC of 2 tier was not working.
My memory and the directions of the passerby were right; they did lead to Station but Metro Station not Railway. Realising my mistake I asked a gentle soul sitting idly how I could reach New Delhi Railway Station. He directed me to a bridge at some distance. It took me ten minutes to reach there with my suitcase (fortunately I had decided to travel very light and all my bag contained was three pants, three shirts and few books (College books as well as novels)). After reaching the pointed place the wait began. Now it may not seem much to you who just sits there reads this line but waiting for a bus on a highway road in Delhi summer is quite a daunting task. The gentle soul had told me catch bus number 212, I think. Bus number 211 arrived shortly however I decided to wait for bus number 212. After waiting for 20-25 minutes I decided to take the bus 211 and then try to reach the railway station. But unfortunately the bus stopped just 500m ahead as that was its last stop. 'Enough!' I thought and decided to take the Metro. I walked back to Metro Station (the light suitcase now seeming to gain weight). I asked the metro checkers who decided not to check my bag how I could reach the Railway Station. They kindly guided me take a token for Chandni Chowk. I followed their advice and to my surprise Chandni Chowk was the first stop after my boarding.
I got down at the Chowk and looked around. The signs led to Railway Station and the Library. I am a big fan of literature; I regretted not being able to visit the library. On reaching the railway station I breathed the sigh of relief and rested for about twenty minutes. I wanted to relax but I thought it would be best if I made sure the timing of the train and I was on right railway station, it felt like something was wrong. After standing in the queue for 10 minutes at the enquiry counter I asked the timing for my train. It comes at the New Delhi Railway Station he replied. I didn’t know what to do for the next 30 seconds. Then, I headed straight for the taxis parked outside, asked the guy to take me to the New Delhi Railway Station and didn’t even bargain with him when he said it would take 80Rs; I just wanted to get it over with.
Finally I was at the New Delhi Railway Station but I still wanted to make sure of everything so I asked at the enquiry at what time the train was leaving. He told that the train would leave on time. I finally was at ease and retired into the rest room. I spent the next four to five hours finishing “The first man” by Camus. I kept checking the time table at regular intervals. Finally when there was just 45 minutes left for the departure I took my suitcase and was about to leave when a women in late thirties gave me such an acknowledging smile that I had to half smile in return. Half, because I was not sure why she was smiling. She said something to me and as I was not expecting her to say anything I didn’t even hear what she was saying.
“Pardon?” I said, expecting her to ask me time or something.
“Leaving!! Won’t you even offer a cup of tea?” She said.
“Whoa” I thought “Get the hell out of here Dude”.
For once my thoughts and my instincts were agreeing on something and I got out of there as soon as possible. The train was on time and I got upgraded from 3 tier AC to 2 tier AC. I wish that wouldn’t have happened as the AC of 2 tier was not working.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Welcome
Namaste and welcome my newly created blog. Dont know what to expect from this Blog.
I have created it so that I can improve my English. Its good already but at times I find it difficult to describe an event in writing. So I will mainly try to describe events from my life. ( I am in a reputed college currently so I hope I have many interesting events for you.) But as I love to read literature and am a believer of kaizen(never ending improvement) you will find many wise interesting and motivating quotes and stuff.
I would like to end with the request- critcise! I have created this blog to improve so please do what everyone loves to do criticise. Show me my grammatical errors/ provide suggestions to make my writings better.
Keep smiling it will the best thing you do today and it might make it the best day as well.
I have created it so that I can improve my English. Its good already but at times I find it difficult to describe an event in writing. So I will mainly try to describe events from my life. ( I am in a reputed college currently so I hope I have many interesting events for you.) But as I love to read literature and am a believer of kaizen(never ending improvement) you will find many wise interesting and motivating quotes and stuff.
I would like to end with the request- critcise! I have created this blog to improve so please do what everyone loves to do criticise. Show me my grammatical errors/ provide suggestions to make my writings better.
Keep smiling it will the best thing you do today and it might make it the best day as well.
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