<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114926388499240109</id><updated>2011-12-19T21:31:34.341+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gautam &amp; Nayanam.....Bittu &amp; Varun</title><subtitle type='html'>the lessons and observations from my personal life.....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b2var.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114926388499240109/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b2var.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarsij Nayanam</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108798285946939476460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Et8dADNkSFA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAB-k/_Ygfe7sXRto/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114926388499240109.post-8527379815592182923</id><published>2009-06-02T13:20:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:30:03.250+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mujhe Nazar se gira to rahe ho</title><content type='html'>this morning I was listening to a very touching song by Mehnadi Hasan........and I was soon taken back in time..........god knows if you can match the sentiments or not, but to me this song was just a reflection of my sentiments..........&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mujhe tum nazar se gira to rahe ho.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mujhe tum kabhi bhi bhula na sakogey.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Na jaane mujhe kyun...yakeen ho chala hai.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;mere pyaar ko kabhi mita na sakogey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meri yaad hogi.....jidhar jaaogi tum.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;kabhi nagma ban ke...kabhi banke aansoo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;tapdta mujhe har mujhe taraf paaogey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;shama jo jalai hai meri pyar ne.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;bujhana bhi chaho.....bujha na paaogey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;kisi ne jo poocha....sabab aasuo kaa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;kisi ko kuch bata na sakogey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good and a grasping time with this song.........here is the video - Mujhe Nazar se gira to rahe ho by Mehndi Hasan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; 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And definitely I was the one of those aspirants who was ready to work for the next generation of the corporate family-tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started with the TCS coming to our campus (and this was almost like every other year when TCS came to our campus in the very first slot).......and going by our college tradition.......all the big shots of the college did appear for it (afterall getting placed in the first slot was a great pride afterall).......so most of the batch did attempt the test.......and finally some got selected including two of my dear friends...Mittal and Fastee........(want to know about them....contact any of my batchmates.....they are damn popular guys from my batch)........ now before you start thinking about me.......let me tell you something..........I didn't appear for the test itself.....as I rated TCS much below my personal levels of rating a company on my parameters. (sorry folks but TCS is really one such company which is fit to ruin your life if you are looking for some use of your engineering education while at job......I am sure all my frnds will agree to this). So first company came and spread all the charisma in whatever way it could in those 2 days......and while going back actually selected more than 150 to-be-engineers for their offices spread all across India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still an aspirant for the next few companies...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came Oracle,...........as the very name says.....Oracle........guess its respect at our campus was more like an Oracle......anyone who got an offer from this company used to get an extra-ordinary respect.......sometimes they used to get respect which was more than our CompSc teachers.......(I specially reember Sahoo and Sarkar when I say that some students were really better than these PhD holder teachers)......whatever.........at Oracle test some people appeared (more because TCS took all possible engineers.....and also the criteria for Oracle was too high)........I also wanted to join the Oracle team.........I tried for it......but those 20 DBMS questions killed all my chances......and finally I didn't make it to Oracle....and got rejected in the very initial written test. So I moved ahead after boozing on some more nights and weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Wipro.........and I was at home .... didn't appear for it, yet again........reason for not appearing for Wipro was same......not upto my expectation level.......but when I came back to the college after a sojourn at my home I came to know that Wipro has taken away most of my class-mates and all the good looking girls of our college..........and then I realized that companies dont come for selecting engineers......they come for vacation and then while going back they try to pick some good memories from the college. They selected some 40+ hot-chicks of the college....the interview panel actually had the shameless audacity to break all the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember which was the next company....but all I can remember is that I used to appear for an interview every Tuesday (In Indian mythology Tuesday is the day when god Hanuman ji worshiped......and I am a big devotee of Hanuman ji......this is yet again an irony...because he is a mascot and epitome of brahamcharya.....and me.....hahahaha...totally opposite)....I think my Tuesday story for companies had these companies - Oracle, Tata Motots, Freescale Semiconductors , Flextronics, and then finally hp.....after which......on all Tuesdays for the rest of the year I drunk like hell......I guess I drunk like hell on the Tuesdays of my final year (pakka Hanuman-ji is very angry with me even now :( ..... ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I proceed onto the hp story I would just like to mention that Freescale Semiconductors contunes to be my dream company.........and I adore it for its cutting edge technology and also the work-culture........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I was appearing for interviews on tuesdays more than 50% of my class was already placed ... and day-by-day it was getting damn difficult to sit in the same class more because suddenly it started to look as if I am going to remain unemployed in this life-time whenever I compared myself with them. But thanks god I did have the courage to stand that phase, and and that too in my very own style..........booze like hell....and go for classes at my self-decided timings. And the only thing missing was the icing on the cake (which was my job).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sometime later I got the news that hp is coming to our campus, and everyone was confused that how can such a big brand name ever come to our campus........that was more like a moment when almost everyone saw each other in disbelief.....but later everyone consoled each(after knowing the actual name of the company) other by saying that actual hp nahin hai kya hua lekin hp to hai :) , actually it was hp-GDIC which is into Software Services and its 'actual' hp's services division to gain India's talent pool advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.......actually the day came when I had to appear for the selection process.....and as expected I did bunk the classes to do some last minute preparation......although I didn't study at all. In the evening the process started and as expected I did clear the written (nothing to boast about it......I actually did clear most of the writtens I appear for...excluding Oracle). And now was the time to have a look at the list of those who were to appear for the interview.....well from my class there were 4 names in all - Singh, Ranjan, Nayanam, and Gautam (yes....Gautam!). Dont know why but I did get the gut feeling at that very point that Nayanam and Gautam are going in the same company. (Dont know why people say that I did some kind of trickery to achieve this same company for Nayanam &amp;amp; Gautam...but trust me......nothing like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I jumped the guns and told you that Nayanam and Gautam were selected for this company, but a little before actually getting selected there is something which will remain with me through out my life...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont know weather to include it in this post or write another one.......I guess I would write another one soon...........but just remember that hp did try to invent some while I was sitting infront of the interview panel and also the experience was so different that its worth sharing.......come back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114926388499240109-2286389872964644087?l=b2var.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b2var.blogspot.com/feeds/2286389872964644087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8114926388499240109&amp;postID=2286389872964644087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114926388499240109/posts/default/2286389872964644087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114926388499240109/posts/default/2286389872964644087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b2var.blogspot.com/2007/09/hp-invent-whic-tried-to-invent-somethin.html' title='hp-invent (which tried to invent somethin at my college campus)'/><author><name>Sarsij Nayanam</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108798285946939476460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Et8dADNkSFA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAB-k/_Ygfe7sXRto/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114926388499240109.post-6789604950951436</id><published>2007-08-30T16:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-30T18:07:24.839+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Building up ........</title><content type='html'>Can you read a guy's mind? Specially the ones who are just out of school after matriculation? Whats will he term as his biggest achievement in those years? Well, answer these questions one you have read some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine the life-style of people at places like &lt;a href="http://ranchi.nic.in/welcome.htm"&gt;Ranchi&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.1upindia.com/pilgrimages/biharsharif.html"&gt;BiharSharif &lt;/a&gt;........ well, I will give you a small view, in these towns youngsters either watch movies or play gulli cricket or become student-neta or else start preparing for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/IIT"&gt;IIT&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://ias.nic.in/"&gt;IAS&lt;/a&gt; exams. Yes, you read it right.......Bihar(including Jharkhand) is a state which produces maximum number of IITians and IAS officers. And I belong to these two places simultaneously. And my parents being one of those who were trying to carve a niche for themselves in the society at that point in time. And hence it became their top priority to guide their children into something more than just a normal human-being path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ever since, I passed out from &lt;a href="http://www.vikasvidyalaya.org/"&gt;Vikas Vidyalaya&lt;/a&gt; after my class 10th exam I could see some huge motivation from my parents to start preparing for IIT entrance. Trust me, I was really unaware of any exam which was called &lt;a href="http://www.iitjee.org/"&gt;IIT-JEE&lt;/a&gt;. And it was tough for me to really think of something which was so tough that not even 1-2% students could clear it. Anyway, I somehow gave up my resistance and agreed upon preparing for such a tough exam. That was the summer vacation after my class 10th exam. And then started some real fun with amazing words like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Calculus"&gt;Calculus&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vector"&gt;Vectors&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Probability"&gt;Probability&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chemical_kinetics"&gt;Chemical-Kinetics&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beta"&gt;beta&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Theta"&gt;theta&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pi"&gt;pi&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sigma"&gt;sigma&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inert_gas"&gt;Inert-Gases&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Periodic_Table"&gt;Periodic Table&lt;/a&gt; and thousand other similar sounding words. What was even more funny was that I used to go for group-tuitions where teachers used to teach and we all students used to pretend that we are actually understanding the concepts in real-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I got deviated from the topic......but here comes the connection........in the above lines I didn't mention anything about girls. True, Girls were always missing from my life until the summer vacation of class 10th. I studied in a absolutely boys school (which was unfortunately residential too, so you see...absolutely no chance of even a glance of girls for weeks and sometimes even for months). Well, those tuitions did no good to my Physics Chemistry or Mathematics, but did all good in terms of knowing girls, and getting a license to see them from an arms distance for hours and hours and that too almost everyday. What was even more pleasing was that those girls wanted to join us in many other subject/topic tuitions. Now it was like a bonus for us, to grow the  relation from just-tuition-mate to  tuition-adviser-and-friend. And we all always felt as if we are making some great investment for our future......don't how true was that feeling. But for sure I had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting the names of so many girls in my mind...who always gave us a sense of hope and smile.........but sadly can't actually write those names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the board exam results were out I took admission at &lt;a href="http://www.davhehal.net/"&gt;DAV Hehal&lt;/a&gt;, man its location was totally out of the city and I always enjoyed the ride in the morning.......I forgot to add that my dad was kind enough to equip me with all possible lethal weapons required by any 'wanting-to-be-romantic' guy.....yes he did give me a Kinetic-Honda (although I had asked for a bike.....but who cares, girls liked my scooter like anything.). The school's location was perfect for everything except for bunking and watching movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if tuitions were my training grounds then school did actually hone my skills to a greater accuracy level and also provided a greater opportunity with a greater number of the fairer-sex. While I was at hostel I had never seen so many girls together.......and first few days at DAV were almost like a feast for me, my only motivation for reaching school in-time was to attend the morning assembly where our really gorgeous Head-Girl used to blabber something, and I didn't ever care to listen to her.....I used to just see her!     {I am sure that you all are getting a serious feel that I was damn frustrated and had almost salivating tongue at the very sight of some girl........but you reach till the end of the next paragraph and your opinion might change}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When school started in full swing.......I got to know that even after doing hell lot of useless things I am better than most of them (it excludes those thick glass guys and those whose parents had already started solving &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Problems-general-physics-I-Irodov/dp/5030008004"&gt;Irodov&lt;/a&gt; for their son and daughters). And this feeling of being somewhere in the comfort-zone in the class gave me a feeling that I should actually start thinking of doing something more than just attending the classes and passing the exams (I must admit that while at +2 I did fail in Mathematics exams, more than once)...and at that thought I did think of Engineering as my next target....and this time a bit more serious than what I was while in the summer vacations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't say that those girls totally went off my mind, but yes I had started to say NO to many of them for many reasons. But one girl just didn't want to leave me alone, even in my dreams I was with her.........and in the class it mattered to me that I have to solve this question faster than anyone else, because she is waiting for me to answer and after the class she will ask for my note-book. Don't know what was that, but for sure, I was getting attracted to her. And, if writing poems, humming romantic songs, and watching movies like DDLJ, are signs of falling in  love then YES, I think I was falling in love. Exchanging phone numbers was something which used to happen only when girls used to develop some deep trust in the guy, or else the girl needs some help which is really urgent. We did exchange phone numbers...and even started those typical 3 mins calls......3 mins, because local calls were charged in the multiples of 3 mins :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was going  fine, and I was flying actually high..........and it was almost the news that we are going around. Maine ab tak ladki ka naam to batya hin nahin.......well I used to call her Anu. So we were actually not going around...it was just a rumor.....we hardly exchanged some looks while the class was on...and then some words after each class.....and few minutes of communication while at home...and that too was focussed to Engineering exams and all. In those days no one in Ranchi would have discussed about partying and clubbing or something equally bizarre to Ranchi. We too were discussing totally normal stuff........and this was probably making me even more hopeful with each passing day........until I came to know that she already has a boy-friend.......she told me about this in one of her conversations when I was trying to know the names of guys in her life.....and she gave me a shock so sweetly..........and after that day she did become a great friend for me.........and none of my hopes related to that girl actually turn into reality...and neither can they become a reality now.......She married to some other guy recently!.....and this too was a love-marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that was my first attempt of getting closer to a girl...and even though the experience was not something which I would always look upon, but still I would always like to remember her for the rest of my life-time as that someone who actually gave me enough courage and confidence about my-self.......Thanks Anu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you must be thinking that how-come Anu finds a place in the story which was meant to be center-staged by Gautam &amp; Nayanam. Well, the answer is that the story 'Gautam &amp;amp; Nayanam ' happened at a stage in life when things didn't come into life as Anu came into my life(which was sheer co-incidence)......instead it had some flicks from bollywood and some cooked up stories to make things look like normal co-incidences, but ... it was not. And thats one reason why I want to rewind the whole story and then come to the center-stage.........it will take just a few more episodes when the actual story begins....but then these episodes will try to catch the metamorphosis  ..... yes, I choose to call it a metamorphosis because when I look back  I see that I was a completely different person than what I am today...not only I have gained some weight, but I guess I have added some extra melancholy in my life.....don't know when did that happen.....but will try to figure it out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it for the day......hope you enjoyed and will continue to engross yourself in my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye-bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114926388499240109-6789604950951436?l=b2var.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b2var.blogspot.com/feeds/6789604950951436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8114926388499240109&amp;postID=6789604950951436' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114926388499240109/posts/default/6789604950951436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114926388499240109/posts/default/6789604950951436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b2var.blogspot.com/2007/08/building-up.html' title='Building up ........'/><author><name>Sarsij Nayanam</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108798285946939476460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Et8dADNkSFA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAB-k/_Ygfe7sXRto/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8114926388499240109.post-2087092164771380623</id><published>2007-08-29T20:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-15T02:02:02.918+05:30</updated><title type='text'>introduction (frankly.....it will waste your time)</title><content type='html'>while I am about start a story,which has both - the flavours from real-life experiences as well as some &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fiction"&gt;fiction &lt;/a&gt;introduced into it......but for sure, it wont have any fabricated or exaggerated flavour like our &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bollywood"&gt;Bollywood&lt;/a&gt; movies.&lt;br /&gt;I have to make it clear that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bollywood"&gt;Bollywood&lt;/a&gt; is not the real-life (excluding some recent attempts of some young chaps).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, some ground rules before spinning the yarn.........&lt;br /&gt;1. Its not only about a girl and a guy falling in love, so don't look for masaala every now and then, ofcourse, there will be some masaala and item songs, but they were very very rare in my real-life story and hence will be even lesser in number here, sorry folks...can't help it!&lt;br /&gt;2. Censor board doesn't only cut the scenes in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bollywood"&gt;Bollywood&lt;/a&gt;,  instead some people do want to keep their intimate moments very private......so will I, acting as a self-sensor-board for this story.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do NOT ask for the name of the persons ever during the whole story...........for intelligent chaps the title of this page is self-sufficient to guess all the names, and guesses are always right(unless its a CAT exam). (Moreover I don't want to fall into deeper troubles anymore...already had a great time with all possible stunts during school and college life).&lt;br /&gt;4. Basically there is no fourth rule right now, but in case the need arises, I will add-on from the 4th one in this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once the ground rules are set..............let me ask you one thing........do you believe in the power of destiny? I guess most of you do..........even I did (and I still do)......but then there is something more to your destiny than mere acceptance in the fact that - whatever is happening is good for you, just because god wants it to roll-out this situation in this fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to your belief in destiny, you also need to believe in the fact that even if something happening (or about to happen) is good for you and your future you must know the way-out of the situation after the person (whom you believed to be your destiny) is gone from your life.  God will never come and tell you  about how to live a life after he/she is gone.....you will have to learn things on your own. Weather for good or bad......that is what is your destiny - to live in pain (at least for some time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was just to bring some philosophical touch to this  whole story just like our cricketing media wants to impose a 'self-acclaimed' superior thought by bringing-in the pitch report before every match and their point of view even if India is almost on the verge of losing the match (moreover when a person is drunk on a week-day, you can be almost sure that he will tend to get philosophical at every minute possibility of it... ;), and he tends to think that philosophical points will grab more attention.. so that the case here, probably!), from coming episodes you will get to see me a lot better and in a more transparent way,Specially, the emotional part of me which was hurt to an extent which can't be expressed in words (or my vocabulary needs a big time upgrade).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to add in this  Introduction session of this blog.....but for sure there is a lot to come in next few days........(will try my level best to update it almost everyday)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before I end this first  episode ..... let me put something which I have learnt from my past experience.......'Do dream (as our ex-President &lt;a href="http://www.india-today.com/itoday/millennium/100people/kalam.html"&gt;Kalam&lt;/a&gt; says so :) ), but then  don't expect your dreams to be always true (the second part is the extract of my personal story)'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it! folks, for today............don't feel like writing anything more right now.....thousands of  parallel and yet synchronous thoughts running into my mind right now...........need to resolve them into ONLY time-synchronous thoughts before composing my next post............sorry for bugging you all with the preceding line...but thats the only thing I understood during my whole engineering at &lt;a href="http://www.bitmesra.ac.in/"&gt;BIT&lt;/a&gt; (non-BITians might be thinking hard to figure out - What the hell isBIT.......but its not difficult at all, even if you know me remotely).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8114926388499240109-2087092164771380623?l=b2var.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b2var.blogspot.com/feeds/2087092164771380623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8114926388499240109&amp;postID=2087092164771380623' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114926388499240109/posts/default/2087092164771380623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8114926388499240109/posts/default/2087092164771380623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b2var.blogspot.com/2007/08/introduction-read-waste-your-time.html' title='introduction (frankly.....it will waste your time)'/><author><name>Sarsij Nayanam</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/108798285946939476460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Et8dADNkSFA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAB-k/_Ygfe7sXRto/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
