1. Why is it that lions come in a majestic tawny yellow colour??? I want to see black lions....
2. If your answer to the previous question is "Hey the lion is a ferocious beast..So the smaller animals need to sense the lion's presence in the dark". So hey it's ok if I am trampled to death by an elephant???
3. If you answered "Hey may be you cant see the elephant but the elephant can cos you are not black". Well... What if I am a fox who just fell into a gutter and is still dirty and black???
4. Examination : An inane fool who walks right through hell's doors knowing quite well that he's going to get out depressed or battered or shattered or humiliated...Why the hell do people still pay to get examined???
5. Why is it that people always have this compulsive urge to bang the neighbour's head with their laptop??? (or is it just me??? :-P )
6. What if I am put behind the bars and I love the place so much that I want to stay there forever and the law acquits me of my crime, is there any way I get to stay in the lovely prison cell of mine forever??
7. Is there any difference between insanity and insanity???
8. What are the colours that didn't make it to the Spectrum of light and why??
9. If friend is a person who comforts you why are drug dealers our enemies??
10. What if all the cell phones in the world are stringed together??
11. Do you think this post makes any sense???
12. Does morrow's Network Security exam dampen my spirits??
13. What is this piece of shit doing here??

Well I have the answer to the last question....I am bored....BIG TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!! Help me out!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anyways ALL THE BEST FOR THE SEMESTER EXAM GUYS!!!!!!

Today is one of those days where you have got a mammoth of a task to finish with time eating away your energy and optimism with each dying second and yet your deranged mind propels you to indulge in an activity which in no way will help you out of the mangled situation. Here I go...



The kind of things that gets you out of a soggy day like this is retrospection. As I ruminate over the days past, the obvious transitions I have made accentuates my banal metamorphosis. My once upon a time toddler mind, open to new ideas and blank with enthusiasm and curiosity, is now just a long lost dream. This transition brings with it the notions of greed, yearning for power, avarice , invidiousness, blah blah blah. Mortal manifestation of the seven sins. Why look for a satan elsewhere??? Try me. :-P

The transition from innocence to intellisense, from deriving joy from the smallest of things to deciding if I should be happy, from a multi dimensional mindset to science limiting my world to three dimensions, from toys and gameboards to contraptions and gadgets, from the days when staying idle was boring to boringly staying idle, from toddler feet to tanned feet, from senseless speech that magically made sweet sense to sardonic sarcasms, from cartoons to computers, from an era where i would have normally penned this down into a dogeared notepad to this, from a world of virtual reality to real virtuality, from being proud of birthdays to languishing at the very thought of growing old.
Time for my blog to make a transition from being grandiloquent and verbose to being smooth and simple. I am going to K.I.S.S...:-P

The first day, all of us are here, huddled together in this 'different from school' yet the warm and cosy classroom J204 and all of a sudden it's time for us to depart. If only time could be fined for over speeding and God paid the fine, well God would be so broke...

The realization dawned on me only today while filling the slam books of many a classmates with not mere words but with cherished memories of the days past. The stark reality made me realize how much my saner self will miss this lovely college and the amazing lot of friends that I earned during my nomadic existence in the college. I bet no place in the macrocosm will ever be considered tantamount to this class which hosted zillions of rapturous moments. Brooding over the days lost in not trying to establish an ardent connection with my class is not really my idea of the perfect way to spend the last few days with this splendid class which will forever remain the class that made me what I am today and I forever will remain their stentorian 06Z201...;-).

The day dawned bright and beautiful but little did it know that it was going to witness the birth of my humble blog or to put it pedantically, my 'web log'...Aishu calls herself a computer science graduate...So the least she could do to do justice is to keep up with the coder's tradition... ;-) So here goes my first post...