Surveys..bad!!!

When ur having a good time, u never know how time passes. And rightly said. It just seems like yesterday when my college life started and 2 years have gone so fast. I can’t even imagine there’s just 1yr left. God, I ‘m gonna miss my game lab (the place where we sit and game all the time). Just the other day, I was sitting and wondering why haven’t I posted anything about my college life in my blog. Its supposed to be hyper fun. Just like the days in BV hostel. So I planned to post couple of posts about the stuff that happens here at ICAT. So here it goes. The first of it.

I’m right now in 5^th sem. How the hell did I reach 3^rd year? I swear I have no fockin clue. N I bet, nobody else does. I’v been bunkin classes more than I’v been attending. I’v never know the timetable (I’m not sure if there even was any..), I’v never kept up with the assignments and so on and so on.. I assume my marks comes from the ‘final-submission’ shit that happens at the end of each sem. Who cares. End of the day, I’v managed to drag my lazy arse into the final year. And that’s to it.

This sem, I decided to put the past behind and start working on the projects in a more dedicated manner. Cos this is the stuff that’s gonna get me a good job. ( u need to be in a good job to get married u c..i’m not a despo, as u might think otherwise..but still..). During the 1st weed we weren’t doing anything. Just gaming all day, without even know what we had to do this sem. One fine morning, Jai sir and Pradeepa Ma’am entered the room (we miss you pradeepa ma’am………no u jerk, she’s not dead.. she left the collg..) and gave us briefing about what we were supposed to do this sem. Long story short, Form teams of 2, find out what people like to play, and make games according to their preference.

Now, to find out what people love to play, we needed to go out to the public and take survey. As in, make them fill up survey forms. This was to be done by Ryan (my teammate/designer). I needed to go to hardware shops and find out the best selling PC configs. As soon as out profs told us abt the survey part, we knew this was going to be one big pain in the ass.

So we got down to business. We set up an online survey. We got some responses. But the real thing was yet to be done. A couple of days later, you cud find everyone in my dept with a stack of survey form and asking people to fill it up. With some considerable amount of forms filled up, it was my turn for the hardware survey.

With big hopes of getting loads of survey form filled up, I headed out to Richie street. Ryan and Ishan were with me. I think it was around 6 or 7 in the evening when we left college. Yes, I remember that day. Just when we were about to leave, Jai sir came into the lab to play cod and told us that pradeepa ma’am was quitting. I remember saying “oh..so sad” with a big grin on my face. So, as I was saying, it was around 6 or 7 when we left college and took a bus to Richie street.

After getting there, I had to take Xerox of my survey forms. It took us half an hour to find a Xerox shop where the Xerox machine was working. With everything ready, we were up for battle. Quite some time has passed and I don’t exactly remember the order in which things played out, but this is pretty much what happened. In Every shop we would start of like “ hello sir, we are game design students from ICAT doing a survey…..bla bla bla..”

Shop1: we tried to find out which console was being sold the most. The guy in the shop gave us lot of details. He was actually pretty good. But we needed to take a video interview, which he did not agree for. Said he needed his owner’s permission.

Shop2: ( and shop 3 and 4): owner not available/ no, we are not interested.. (slap on the face.. fataakkkk..)

From here onwards, our into started something like, “hello sir, can I Talk to the owner or the manager of the shop..”

Shop 5: This guy had pan in his mouth when we entered. (the green leaf thingy .... not the cooking pan..) When I asked for the owner, he nodded his head. I told him abt the survey and gave him the form. He filled it up quietly and handed it back to me. This was the only form that I was able to get filled all day.

Shop 6: two fat motherfuckers were sitting in there watching TV. I asked them and they said “we are veryyyyy busy.. try the next shop”…I was so fockin pissed, if I had a grenade launcher, I swear I would have fucking blown there motherfuckin faces off….

At this point I totally gave up the survey thing. I was ready to lose marks but no more insults.. But ryan and Ishan wanted to try couple of more shops for interviews. Among us, I was the only one who could speak tamil. So I had to do the talking for them. We reached another shop. Ishan said that this was the shop our college bought Wii from. So I expected ppl there to be a little ICAT friendly. But what the fuck.

We entered and gave our into dialogue. There was a guy who looked more like a politician. In a harsh manner he asked us for what purpose. We gave him a little more details. In the end even he declined.

This was the last shop that we entered I think.. ( actually secondlast..).. it was a CD shop. 2 young guys were there.. we asked them if they could give an interview in front of the camera, they said we had to ask their owner. They directed us to another shop on the floor right above.. We went there looking for this guy and that son of a bitch started arguing with us. He started saying some random shit about people taking vids like this and putting it up on TV. I tried to explain that moron that we were college students doing this for our project, but won’t just accept. I had to work real hard not to bite my teeth and to keep the smile on my face. But in the end I just turned and walked out.

This is kind of an ‘end-of-the-day” video.

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The only good thing was we had a nice dinner together in a hotel near by and went home. And just yesterday I realized that I lost even the one form that I collected.

Well, this is just the tip of the ice burg. I bet there’s more big ass trouble coming this sem. I’ll keep u ppl posted of everything.. till then, Take care and remember SURVEYS…BAAAAAD!!!!

And here’s a bonus videos. This was in marina beach the next day I guess. Ryan and Ishan.

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Mad Scientist: Ashish

DISCLAIMER: Since Ashish asked me not to write anything about him in my blog, this is not about him. This is about.. well.. a mad scientist. Who used to be my room mate. :P

1st, switch off that liquidator. no seriously. switch it off. if you have a mosquito coil thats burning, put that out too. throw out all the mosquito repellent creams n bullshit. cos when you are done reading this post, you will be an enlightened person. you will have a brand new way of getting rid of mosquitoes.

WARNING: Expect heavy side effects.Even death. but mosquitoes gone. for sure.

With that said, its story time. The year was 2005 (probably). And i was in hostel. you see, how comfortable you are in hostel, depends on lot of factors. Friends, room mates, canteen, bathrooms (goooosh.. read my last post), chicks in the girls hostel across the building (very imp..) and finally your room itself. now, it isn't really nice if you have a long complaint list about your room. we did. but we could live through it fortunately. But there was this one problem that kept us awake all night. literally.yes that was mosquitoes. Our room was a breading ground for mosquitoes. under the bed, gzzzzzzzzzzz.. above your head, gzzzzzzzzz.. in the shelf, gzzzzzzzz.. inside dirty clothes, gzzzzzzzz.. WTF.. every night it was like, our body is the bar and mosquitoes would get drunk like hell.. we tried every thing possible. liquidators, coils, creams n what not.. but these were some sort of super mutant mosquitoes that swore to drink up every last drop of blood in our body. it was getting totally impossible to sleep. And just about the time, when we were about to conclude that nothing could be done, our mad scientist stepped forward for our rescue. well atleast that is what he intended to do.

it was around 8 pm. time for dinner. i believe i was taking bath or something. i was a bit late. i found the rooms empty. everyone had already left. except ashish.i was standing near the door and i had a gut feeling that told me he's doing something crazy. well, it wasn't actually a gut feeling. when he's alone, he's surely upto something crazy. he used to keep all the books and notebooks stacked up on the table like he's building a miniature version of NYC. there was hardly place for anything else. but through the gap between the stack of book, i could c a cleaning sponge. maintaining a safe distance from the table (he might be making some sort of an explosive. with this guy, you can never be sure) i asked him what was he upto now? he told me he's going to get rid of the mosquitoes. i dared to step closer and take a look. i saw the complete apparatus. but it didn't really make any sense to me at first. there was a cleaning sponge as i told you. what i missed the first time was a small plate and a liquidator's refill. you know, the small bottle with some liquid that you put into the liquidator machine. with the sponge on the plate, he broke open the bottle and poured the liquid content on the sponge. i still had no clue what he was doing. then it all made sense when he pulled it out from his pocket. a damn matchbox. i said in bold clear words. WHAT THE FUCK??. before i could tell him anything, he lit the whole thing up. it had a small firework kind of starting. a big flame, but then it started burning like some ordinary sponge. i found myself shouting at him, telling him to move it away from all the book n papers. he lifted it using some cloth. someone's underpants. i'm sure about this. whenever he needed to clean or dust something(and lift hot objects), he used someone else's underpants. he placed in on the floor in middle of the room. we closed the doors and windows and left for dinner. on our way to dinner he had a big grin on his face and he told me that there wasn't going to be any sign of mosquitoes tonight. i actually knew that already. cos with the kind of smoke that his little invention was giving out, not even a human could survive in that room for more than couple of minutes. it was dense. dense as in, real dense. and black. imagine tar in vapor form. it was like that.

when we came back to the room...... i don't know how to put it in words. i had trouble making up my mind that it was actually my room. you see, when a volcano erupts or something, you have this volcanic ash that comes out and it settles all over the place. like snowfall. but gray and dirty that's hard to get rid of. it was pretty close in my case. only difference was that, it wasn't volcanic and it wasn't gray. it was black. just like the smoke, it was black. a thin coating over everything that was left exposed.

i had to leave pretty soon after that to my uncle's place, couple of streets off my hostel, cos my parents had come to Chennai for a couple of days. i really felt bad cos i would not be able to enjoy the one mosquito-less night in the hostel but i'll have to clean all my stuffs when i come back. its like you have to pay for a meal that you never had. when i got home that night, my mom asked me what exactly was i doing in hostel before i left. of course, i was standing in the room for sometime and the dust had also settled upon me. head, eye lashes, hair on my hands, everything had a black coating to it. i gave her the who story and everyone was really amused.

when i came back to my room, i had to clean all my stuffs. change my bedcover, pillow cover, dust my book and shelf and every small piece of thing on my shelf.but for some reason i wasn't upset. may be i knew it would make a good blog post in the future.

oh, by the way, guys told me, there wasn't any sign of mosquito for next couple of days. Hats off to our mad scientist!!!


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Holy Crap!! We are in ladies toilet !!

Hello people.. hows life??.. yesterday i was reading some of my older posts about my hostel and school days.. i was lost in memories. So i thought maybe i should post something more about my school days..

This is a small incident that happened with me and one of my classmate called Vivek. But before I start with my story, I think I should tell u this. Our school campus was shared by another women’s college. And due to some lack of classrooms, the college had occupied some of the classrooms in the 2^nd floor of our school building. That is where my hostel room was. And that is exactly the floor where the hostel toilet was. Now, how this toilet thing works is like this. During working hours, it’s a normal toilet. Everyone uses it. Those college girls included. After 4pm and on holidays , it becomes the Hostel toilet. Only the hostel students use it. And we hostel students would use only the ladies toilet because it had water supply and the other one did not (we need water to take bath and stuffs yaar.. ).

I don’t exactly remember, but I think we had some special class or something. It was a holiday for rest of the school. There was no trace of any college girls in the building either. But we saw some of them outside in the ground practicing some dance or something on the stage. Who cares. I was in canteen having breakfast when this guy Vivek came in. After I was done eating, we both left for the class. We had to cross the playground to get the Canteen from our school building, and it was raining the last night. When we reached the class, the teacher hadn’t arrived yet. So I thought, I could use the time to go n wash my legs, cos it was all muddy muddy.. plus I had to take something from my room. A pen or notebook I assume. I don’t remember. I took vivek along with me to my room, took whatever I needed and went to toilet to wash my legs. The ‘hostel’ toilet. (c’mon, it was a holiday…).. the toilet isn’t like, you open the door and you enter the toilet. The entrance is like a small chamber. You need to make couple of sharp turn and that’s when you enter the toilet. So the point is, it takes at least 3 to 4 seconds to enter the toilet from the corridor. I was washing my legs and vivek was standing idle. And suddenly we heard the noise. Atleast 15 to 20 girls. Running into the toilet. We threw each other a frightened look. There was no escape, there was no way we could exit the toilet now. Wasting no time, we both ran into one of the bathrooms and closed the door. I was so fuckin scared that I could feel my balls up in my throat. I remember praying, “please, don’t knock this door.. not this one, not this one..” ..both of us were standing real still. I remember him whispering into my ears in a scared voice. “maatno, TC dhaan da. “.. after couple of minutes, the worst thing happened. Someone was trying to open the door. No, not knocking. FORCING the door open. I thought my heart was gonna jump out of its place. At that moment, its very very difficult to think. But I did a thing that saved our asses.. The very reason why we were trapped like this. I opened the tap and let the water flow. Full force. I heard a voice say, “somebody is in there”… and I replied in my mind.. “yes bitches.. we are in here..”.. I was opening and closing the tap at regular intervals. We were waiting for more than 15 minutes. But it seems like eternity. After all the voices and footsteps faded away, I bent down, and through the gap between the door and the floor I peeked outside. It was difficult to see, but I could make out that no one was there. I slowly opened the door and stepped outside. Coast was clear. I’m usually pretty lazy. I always double think about doing anything that involves more than 5 secs of work. But at that point, i ran to the classroom, vivek right behind me. I can easily tell u, that was the fastest run I’ve ever made in my whole life.

Sitting in the classroom, I was totally out of breath. Cos I had run after a long time.(gosh, I can’t even remember the last time I ran..) but mostly cos of the adventure that we went thru, if I can call it that.. after a couple of hours, after the shock had settled down, I was thinking how did I ever land up in such a mess.now I could remember what those girls were taking. Holy mother of god!!!! I’v seen guys using a lot of profanity. Yes, even I speak bad words. But what the hell.. this was way too much.. the way they were speaking was 10 times worse than what I cud could ever come up with. This might be hard to believe, but trust me.

I’ve never told this to a lot of people, cos it’s a little embarrassing. But what the hell.. this is my blog and I can put whatever I want. And how many people read my blog anyway huh??

If u liked this post, wait till the next one. Its about a guy who has been already mentioned in my blog. I think it was one of the best posts I’v made. “Under my Waist, between my legs”, if u people remember. No prize for guessing, its our mad scientist Ashish Kumar Gupta..

“Mad Scientist” coming soon!!

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You told u can swim!! (Trip to Poondy : Part 2)

Heyyyy.. wassuuuup ppl.. i'm excited for some unknown reason.. and as long as i'm happy, i don't give a damn for reasons.. so. If u haven't noticed it yet, my last post was titled trip to poondy part 1. Now its totally reasonable to expect a part 2, but not when the blog belongs to a lazy ass like me. And definitely not, when its about some jackass. But then i thought, come on, how bad could it be. So here it is in its shortest form i can manage. we went to the same old place. Our Vineeth, the jackass i mentioned before, dropped his fatass into the flowin water. and he started to drift away. though the water level was only till his hips, he was pretending to swim, which looked less like swimming and more like a dog digging out mud trying to cover up its poo.. when his swimming did not work, he started shouting for help, "daai, vaanga da, pant a poodunnga da". he thought we'll jump into rescue and throw him a pant, like vous saved hemanth's crazy ass last time..*sarcastic sigh* and guess what, no one even moved a muscle. it wasn't until he went a good 10 -15 yard away, when hemanth called some guys taking bath there, for help. then a guy brought him back..damn. what a piece of shit man..Later after the rescue, vineeth vous and hema went into water again. took bath for some time. i never had any plan of getting in. i preferred solid ground. it started raining when we were leaving. it was so nice. rain, lonely road. Greenery. beautiful. so lemme sum up this post with some pics. and videos if i can find any.. bye. c ya in the next post.

Adventures of D.Hemath Kumar (Trip to Poondy: Part 1)

Now this is something that happened recently. A couple of days back. I'll try to cut out the crap. vineeth, Vous and Hemanth had come over to my place. Power cut. nothing to do. We decided to go to Poondy dam. around one hour from my place. we reached there. It was all quite and lonely. Except for a slight humming of a motor, it was just 4 of us. We were standing on the bridge sort f thing and looking at water. One side of the bridge was a huge water body. A lake maybe. On the other side was a channel kind of think, through which water would flow to the nearby fields nall. From the place we were standing the water in that channel did not seem to be flowing too much. Water always fascinates Hemanth. he asked vineeth if its possible to swim there. Vineeth gave some lecture saying his friends nall take bath everyday, they jump from the bridge n some bullshit. This got Hema really fired up. He wanted to take a dip and he wanted Vineeth to accompany him. then both got down near the edge of the flowing water and removed there cloths. Just so that you know, Hemanth is sort of an athlete and the best swimmer among all 4 of us. ( i can't swim for shit though.. fuck it..).. He called me and Vous to come down an watch over his cloths. May be that was the smartest thing that he did all day. me and vous got down there. none of us were really sure about the depth. Vineeth put his legs inside till knee level and got up. Vous warned hemanth. But of course, he would not listen. So vous told him to hold his hand and gently go down the water, as such, if the water was too deep, we could pull him up. He held vous's hand. He was gently going down. I donno what got into his head, he suddenly left vous's hand and took a leap into the water. almost 2 meters away from the edge. the moment he jumped he totally went down. I got a lil scared. all of us had our gaze fixed at the point were he went down, we were waiting for him to come up again. After about 2 or 3 long seconds, he did come up. But when he did, he had his head truned away from us. so i cud not actually c his face. and he was drifting away from us. initially i thought he was swimming. But the moment he turned and tried to come towards us, holy shit!! the current was so bloddy strong, he was not able to move an inch. I saw his face and i cud clearly c he was scared to death. I'd never seen his face go like that. And that is when all of us went like " OH MY FUCKING GOOOOOOD".. i heard vous shouting "dai ava naala vara mudiila..pant yedu pant yedu"..he vineeth's pant and threw one end of the pant into the water. it was close to his hand but did not totally reach his hands. there was like a half a meter gap. all of us were shouting "pant a pudi da pant a pudi da.. ".. i cud c him stressing his every muscle. it took him like around 30 seconds to reach the pant. we pulled him to the shore. damn, if not for vous, he would have been dead.. the moment he was out of danger, all of us were in shock.but i donno y, i looked at hemanth, and all of us broke into one hell of a laughter. i cud not stop lafing at him. Hema was so scared that he was talking some random shit. oreyy dilouges. "kumbitta dheivam kai vidla.. uyir kaakum nanban na idhu dhaan.. " OMG.. it made me laf even more.. all this reminds me of a definition of a friend, that i read somewhere.. it goes like ," a friend is someone who picks you up and dusts you off and laughs his ass off".. on our way back hema told us stop at a temple. he went inside and when he came out, his forehead was full of vibuthi.. hahahahahaaaaa.... vous and me never stoped lafing after that for a while.. we finally reached my place and vineeth and hema departed to anna nagar. vara vali ellam hema was blabbering. "aiyoyo flowing water flowing water nu solluvaangaley. idhu daana adhu.. ".

It was a day that none of us would ever forget. i thought this incident will keep all of us away from poondy for the rest of our life.. or would it?? ;)

KODAIKANAL?? NO,OOTY !!!

This is probably the longest gap between 2 posts. Sounds bad, but can't help it. been through a turmoil and somehow i managed to bring in some stability in my life. This morning i swore to myself that i'm gonna sit and make some posts. There are lot f stuffs that i need to post about. If i had to write about this trip to ooty life a month ago or something, i swear it would have been more interesting. But now, i think i'm lazy enough to save a dive into the depth of my memories. Ok, now i'll shut up and start with the story.

I dont really remember what day it was. satruday i think. The big day. We had planned to go to kodaikanal, but then changed our mind to Ooty and then back to Kodai. The night before i was browsing looking for all worth visiting places in kodaikanal.. stuffs to do nall.. after transferring some webpages to my phone, i packed my bag, put my phone in charge and went to sleep.. next morning vous came to my place to pick me up in qualis. ya, we went to ooty in that qualis. after putting my bag into the car, we started. i was really excited, cos this was gonna be a long trip with friends. That does not happen to my much. So just to fire up a conversation, i asked how much time will it take to reach kodai?? vous said that are going to Ooty. alright, that wasn't what i wanted to hear. but who cares. life was hectic. i needed a break. we went to pickup kaka and then hemanth. too bad that nari missed out all the fun.. and so, we hit the road to.. somewhere.. i dono the route nall. we stopped at a motel called adhinatha at 9:54 for breakfast. Thx to hema for the precise timing. he kept telling me jot down the place and time nall.. i'v got that note opened right now in my phone. the next line says "Natarampalli ..12.30..Pissing"..at 2 sharp we were at..wait, need to take a peek at my phone.. ya 'Dharmapuri'... (reminds me of my hi school chemistry teacher..we used to call him this..lolz).. we had lunch there. we bought some mags.. it was so much fun. best friends. long trip. we seemed to be having shitload of fun. at 3:49, we were in middle of the bridge at metur dam. awesome view. the trees were like the kind u c in the old DOS version of lionking. chance e illa.. when ever a car would pass, the whole bridge would shake. Moving on, we stopped at couple of places for piss and petrol. apart than that, it was just out car, straight road and greenery all around.. i peronally dont like going out in broad daylight. my timing is 6pm to 3am.. thats my fav part of usuall 24hrs.. and thankfully, adhering to my liking, we reached Metupalayam at 6.31. it was sooooo nice.. sun set. just a couple of shops. Blackthunder entrance and a decent looking tea shop. all of had tea there. i would have skipped this but i can't help it. It was 100 times better than the tea that we drink here in chennai t shops.. just 5 mins from Tea Point, we reached Anni bridge and the climb began.. The view was amazing. I don't remember when we reached Ooty, apparently i didn't note it down.. but im sure it was around 9 or 10. we had to hunt for a good room. some places were dirty, some looked like "mental hospital" as vous put it.. lolz. finally we found one decent looking room. We had dinner in a near by hotel and went to sleep.

Next morning i woke up at around 9. When we came to out room last night, it was totally dark out side.. just the street lights and some near by buildings had lights.. this morning when i opened the door, i was like, wooooow.. in just couple f hours, all of were ready to leave. thats when that cottage guy told we had to change out room. we packed up everything and moved to a new room. just 5 drive, a lil higher grounds than out current room. it was better that the one we had. we dumped out stuffs in there. had breakfast and left to this place called Doddubeta. reached there at 12.30. it was pretty cool.. every moment the climate would change. i'd be foggy and in next 5 mins, u'll feel the sun burning your skin. what can i say abt this.. scenic beauty. typical ooty.. i can't recollect when this happened, but my note says "lunch..2:56..Natarampalli".. after lunch we hit the boat house. we took a 4 seater boat. me and vous were the one peddling. hema and kaka were chumma sitting making fun of us.. screw u guys.. we had a great time there. singing songs, hitting other boats in the water.. we went to the other end of the shore and our boat got stuck in the mud..hahaha.. some one got down and pushed it back into the water..lolzzz. after getting off the boat, we took some pics with out lifejackets nall..was sort f cool..according to my notes, we left the boathouse at 5. I think we went to a random place while on our way back. random place as in, there was a small diversion, and no one seemed to be heading that way. so we did.. it was quite and beautiful. Even better, it was raining. My note does not speak of anything else that we did that day.. we went to our room. we ordered out housekeeping guy to get some dinner. gosh!! wat a big mistake. brought all crappy food items. that guy was a Nepali. Hema seemed to be very interested in that guy's son, a cute lookin fella . I think his name was Lal sing song. ("sing song" hahaha.. no disrespect.. ).. we had our dinner and put the day to end.

next morning we headed to botanical garden and rose garden. i have to say this. BORINGGGGG... roses.. flowers.. not my thing. then we headed to some falls. i don't remember the name. i expected to see some falls. but it was just some normal flowing river. falling to a lower ground at a certain point, may b thats y it was called a 'falls'.. but it was nice.. surely better than botanical garden and rose garden. vous hemant and our driver had a stupid stone throwing competition. after spending time there, we went to some shooting spot. obviously. breathtaking view. thank god i atleast had my phone with me. took lota pics. then we came back to our room. One thing that i enjoyed a lot through out the trip was the hot water bath at the beginning and end of the day. daaaaaamn.. felt soooooo nice.. that night we had no cable connection, so no TV. we took the time to write a song for our friend nari. it was soooo damn hilarious. to bad we never recorded the song.

wait, i think i missed out something.. we went to another place somewhere.. some small hill sort f place. may b the day before this i think.nyway..

next morning there was no water. so we had to shift to another room, just to get ready and packup. it was our last day. room was pretty much the same. we got ready and left. did we stop anywhere?? i dont remember. the next big place we stopped was blackthunder, in front of the tea point i mentioned earlier. had a brilliant time in BT. kaka almost drowned. but the best part was when vous jumped into the water with the phone in his pocket and wrecked it. hehehe.. my fav ride was the lazy river :D...before leaving, we went to the games area.. or wtever its called. there, we had a small basketball thingy. we'd get small ticket sort f thing for each basket we score. if we cud get 20 or some tickets, we'd get a surprise gift. instead of actually basketting the ball, me and hema were collecting tickets thrown all over the floor. hema or kaka, i dont remember, even stole some tickets from a small kid while his dad was throwing the ball..lolzzz.. but the point is we got our surprise gift. A plastic scale and a whistle. oh shit. hema ku won't stop blowing it. it tore me eardrums. we spent our night in darmapuri. next morning, had breakfast in the same hotel. at this point i really started feeling home sick. lunch in the motel that we had breakfast when we started. we even sat in the very same place. by 4 or 5 pm i think i was in my home. and glad.

so that was my trip to ooty. can't think of a sweet finishing line. chk out my orkut profile for more pics.

http://www.orkut.co.in/Main#Profile.aspx?uid=13879185095058299120

peace!!

Blast from the past!!

What has that title got to do with this post?? well, i donno.. it was just some random line running in my head. Ok. So lets start this post with a lil quiz.. 1)Who is the big daddy of procrastination??...yes, you have it.. its me.. question number 2). Who is the 2nd most unorganized guy who looks awesome?? XD.. thats meee.. (1st is Gowtham.. he does not look awesome though.. ;).. kidding..).

The long gap between this and the previous post proves the 1st question right.. so lets go on and prove the the 2nd question right.. its been a long long long long time.. so i can assure you nothing is in order.. And like i did in some earlier post, i'll put up every thing in points.. though it looks stupid, its easier for me..

>>last month: Vineeth came to my place.. he used to come almost on a regular basis till the next point happened.. so wait for it.. both of us were sitting in my room doing absolutely nothing. he had his bike with him. so we thought we'll just go where ever the road takes us.. so we started n we kept going for like an hour or something.. we crossed thiruvallur nall.. it was pretty dark an all i could c was the road a couple of feet ahead of us,somethimes headlights of vehicles coming from the opposite direction. it was PITCH dark all around us. we kept going till we found a shop in middle of nowhere. and this is the best part.. the shop was at a edge of a hair pin bend.. and the road was steep on both the sides of the bend.. as in the place where the shop was, was at a higher level. so we could see vehicles coming from both the directon.. in that pitch darkness, the headlights would flash right on our face.. it was so nice.. when ever a vehicle crossed us, we could hear the engine noice fade into the silence.. it was samma.. then we were chumma sitting there for some time and then we came back..

>>a few days later: as i told u, this bugger used to come to my place regularly.. he would call his girlfrd from my landline. he kept doing this for couple of days.. one fine day, he came to my place right from college.. he called his gal n then we both went out somewhere. he left his bag in my home itself.. as soon as we left, that female called my landline. my mom picked up and she was like "i'm vineeth's frnd. can i talk to him". my mom said he just left. she said ok n kept the phone.. after like 15 or 20 mins i came back home n he left.. he told he'll get the bag the next day.. Now my mom is like damn strict about girls calling up.. she asked me who is that gal? i said i donno.. may b his classmate or something.. my mom asked y is he calling from our landline?? Y is he coming to our house regularly these days?? does he share any wrong relationship with that gal?? errrr..i was like, moooooom, pls.. i donno.. n i dont care.. i told this to him.. n he was like, aiiyoyooo i'm not coming to your place again. yor mom would kill me..

>>a few more days later: yeeee.. gang meet up.. me vous and vineeth left from my place. vineeth was riding vous's bike. i was in my xcd. 2 mins for my place vous's bike ran out of petrol. again we had to go get pertrol.. both these guys were couple of feet in front of me. in an effort to overtake a santro from left, something happened and they both had a great fall.. i got to c the crash from a good angle.. they both fell near the edge of the road. the dust n all flying, it was like some tiny nuclear explosion.. vous's bike took some damage near the headlight. he was real pissed off at vineeth. then we somehow made it to hema's place. nari joined us ( yes yes.. he was late).. we went to abirami.. i don't exactly remember what happened after that.. vineeth's gal used to msg him in my phone.. and she has this hyper lame habbit of using 'ma' in the end of each sentence..she msged sometinglike " hi, is vineeth there ma? can i call ma??".. i was a lil pissed for no reason.. i replied, we are in bike.. he's busy, cant talk.. call after some time. and stop calling me 'MA'.. she was like ok.. then my dad called me and told me come home.. so i went back..

>>Someday between the last 3 points: same scenario as the 1st point. we took the bike out.. it was early this time.. around 12 or 1pm.. we went along the same way.. this time all the way till andhra border.. if we had gone a couple of more kilometeres, we would have found people talking in telgu.. it was then we realized we were running out of petrol.. from there we took some bypass road to redhill, some 10kms or so..in middle of this ride we stopped at a shop for some drinks n refreshment.. i really don't remember what place was that.. vineeth and the shopkeeper were talking about the route and the next junction and all.. finally the shopkeeper asked " yenngarunndhu pa variinga neega?" vineeth said "chennai la irunndhu varoom".. and i was like.. what the fuck " dai nammbo chennai ellam cross panni vanndhutooma?" both of them started laughing. we kept the speedo exactly in the middle of the economy zone.. somehow we made it all the way to anna nagar.. and the bike stopped near sboa school.. and ye, both of us were out of cash.. i had just 10bucks.. we went till creamy inn. we called nari. and yaaaaaaa, it was nari's birthday.. he made us wait for 1 and half hour. then he came.. we took money from him. then filled our bike n came home..

>> few weeks back: this one is a killer... me vous and hemant went to sathyam.. we saw fast and furious 4. then we went till spencer. we ate icecream we went to all the phases.. vous started.. dai, yeppadi da indha figure laam correct pannraanga..onnumey puriila da.. hahahahaha... then orey discussion about this topic... finally hemanth: dai, inngaye yedhaavadhu ponnu kitta naan peesa pooren.. and he wanted company.. we selected some gals for him. but all of them were with their parents or probably boyfrnds.. we were walking all the day and my legs were killing me, so we went down and sat near that information desk or lobby or watever its called.. we saw 2 gals coming.. hema was charged up.. they went to that juice shop near that entrance.. hemanth: dai juice kudikkaraanga da.. va nammbalum poi juice kudikkalam.. poi time keekalaam.. vous wud not lift his ass and i didnot wanna make a fool out of me.. i told hemanth to shut up. but he did not listen to me.. ( well, actually no one listens to me.. :(.. )... both the girls left spencer.. hemanth: seekiram da. pooraanga da.. seekiram va da.. he forced me and vous out of spencer. they were walking toward the tvs bus stand. me and vous were standing on the stairs near the entrance. hemanth started scolding me for being such a pussy.. i donno man, i donno if this is being pussy, but i cannot go and start flirting with some random chick.. (im not gowtham ;) vous told me to just go with him.. i knew for sure this is gonna be something real bad for him.. so i maintained my distance from him.. the gals were waiting in the bus stand..( waiting for bus, not for hemant.. lolz..)hemant suddenly took a turn and went straight to those girls.. i kept my eyes fucking straight and joined vous.. vous was ahead of us and he was looking at hema. i joined him and we kept walking.. i slightly turned my head and saw hemanth walking briskly towards us.. when he came close we asked him, yenna da peesuna?? hemant:" thirummbi paakaama nadanndhu pooooikte iru.. thirummbi paakaadha".. hahahahahahahahahaha.. fuckin awesome. we took a trun and away from those gal's sight.. we had tea. and we demanded elaburation.. hemant:" samma nose cut da".. ok, i think i should skip the conversation.. i don't wanna insult my best friend in my blog.. free a vidu.. free a vidu..

>> a few days after that: the gang went to citicenter.. nothing much happened.. except for this. here also hema started his hunt and vous was the one to initiate.. he pointed at 3 gals and said, dai avannga nammbalaye paakaraanga da.. this guy wanted to go and talk to her.. kadavaley kadavaley.. he took me along. yes, i was the bakra even this time.. but this time i got to enjoy a lil more.. we were sitting in one of those benches . those girls were right in front of us. when they crossed us... hemanth in a threatening voice: " ha haai"...i could not help but to laugh my ass out.. and there was a guy sitting next to us in that bench.. he says "its ok.. keep trying..".. ohhhh my god.. then vous had to leave.. i came with him.. plan was to pick up his bag from hema's house and leave.. but hema's house was locked. we tried finding the keys.. mmmhm.. we had to wait till hema and nari came back..even hema could not find the keys.. it wasn't there..he had some books nall n he needed to study for his exams the next day.. i chose to stay till his mom came back home, pick up his bag and go back by train.. so vous left.. me, nari and hema went to a tea shop.. we sat there for like 1 hr or something.. nari had 3 tea.. i had 2.. hema had 1.. nice numbers.. then i got vous's bag and left by train.. vous was waiting for me near the station. i handed him the bag and went home..

>>couple of days back: this is probably the last and shortest point. i went to nari's home. i wanted some videos and some music..i went. i copied it to my pendrive. i came back. thats it..

hmmmmmm...welllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll, i'v got nothing much to write about.. i wish i could say i was busy with my college work, but i'm in no mood of doing any of that.. instead, for past couple of days i was recording these vids.. check them out if ur free..

I'm a total noob. i'm a beginner.. and i'm totally selftaught.. so don't expect anything fancy..

A special note to hemaku and naaaadhamuni nari kutti : don't fuckin complain that i missed out on certain things.. and don't even think about any kalasification in the comments.. i'll delete it..

i'm in a hurry.so don't mind any spelling or grammatical mistakes.. Enjoy..pls comment..



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