Stochastic Cerebrations

So, the day has arrived. Finally! 100th post of my blog. I struggled with what should be the milestone post! Should it be prolific? Idealistic in nature. Broad in scope. So, I struggled. Back in 2007, few of my friends were bitten by the bug of blogging. Somehow, I managed  to spend one complete year, protecting myself from being bitten by this bug. But then, in 2008, my immunity gave in and I was affected by it. Over the years, I've seen myself maturing and its direct impact is visible in my posts. What started as a fun filled blog illustrating some of the interesting incidents of my under graduation, recipes which I used to cook(I don't have a kitchen now, only 3-4 outlets to survive apart from the mess where I hardly eat) to feelings which I used to pen down, now contains rants, poems, videos, pictures and not to forget articles. I had almost given up blogging last year but this year I started again. There was this intense drive from within to go on writing and ...

You enter a room in a jolly mood and you come out in a folly way. Then you enter another room, hit the bed and doze off! The alarm goes off with Chester Bennington screaming on top of his voice - "I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away" but still you love it. Soon you realize that your body was resting not only on the bed but on one of your arms. The same arm which had been the target of the folly the previous night.  You somehow manage to take it out and then what do you see? An arm resembling a bottlegourd which is hard to move. With the other hand you somehow lift it and just to find it shivering for no reason at all. Now what? Eureka!  It reminds you of how stupid you were couple of years back, performing some sort of stunt(to impress no one!) which left the same arm in a rupture state. You get up and start massaging it with the pain growing unbearable. You apply a spray..keep on massaging and then visit the good for nothing doctor! The doctor after a thorou...

People do all sorts of thing when they fall in love but they do all the more maniacal things when they break up! Mr. Büyükkökten and Mr. Zuckerberg for example! From defining what a social network is over the web to what a social network can do.. From tasting a virtual donut! to a site down message..social networking taught many new things..and one of them was "About Me" section of Orkut! The one section which in a way was testing your creativity of writing god knows what! I was just going through one of the zillions file stored on my box..and happen to stumble upon my Orkut "about me", which I had written when I was half inebriated by sleep! It goes like: Word of caution - You are Entering to an abstract zone, kindly shut down your wisdom-ridden-senses, or else STOP RIGHT HERE! My Brain Has 2 Parts, Right And Left The RIGHT One Has Nothing LEFT In It And The LEFT One Has Nothing RIGHT in it... Alienated by the psychic ambience..deserted by the sane element, I carry...

It is your pulse, your heartbeat. Its your energy, expression of life and expression in time and movement. It sets the rhythm. It about fun, letting your body loose and forgetting as if the world exists! DANCE! Do what you love to do and love what you do! Programming! Yes! That is the music my fingers like.. programming for hours and hours without a single second of feeling that I am tired! The 2nd year of grads and my fingers fell in love with .NET so much so that I ended up learning most of the .NET platform using the network of networks! Altercation with profs were the need of hour for me to let my love flourish. Learning new languages, coding and crashing the system(literally) defined me. The final year of grads..this love helped in publishing a research paper in an international journal. These days I hardly code, but when I do (Finaholics).. I go insane! The craziness which got buried emerges just like the phoenix rising from the ashes. Each and every time my system crashed, I had...

Ask me to get up at 6am, when I've gone off to sleep at 3.30am, you'll get to see a dumbfounded face.But what if "something" leaves you dumbfounded in your dreams ? You'll definately get up,probably that's the reason I got up soo early..jst 150mins of sleep !!I tried sleeping again but failed miserably. Lying on the bed,I waited for the clock to strike 7am.Finally,It was 7..i went directly to the balcony,what a pleasant weather it was- cool breeze with light showers,perfect for a long drive :)After the "used-to" struggle with the traffic i reached college.HCL was coming for recruitment. After cursing Apple,Airtel and Vodafone for pricing iPhone at 31k,I went to LT2. There also the same iPhone discussion continued.Bloody hell,the iPhone is priced at $706 in India while it is $199 is the US !! And as I am writing this post,some news channel is showing some "show" dedicated to the iPhone !! grrrrr.... The recruitment process started at around ...

Things never happen the same way twice. Year by Year..Month by month,day by day, hour by hour,minute by minute,second by second.. Life changes and so do other things. A minute ago you might be on cloud nine and a later you are on ground zero. A second ago, you might be sharing a good bond with someone and a second later you blabber something unknowingly, the result you end up ruining everything from bond to mood. Sometimes you realize your fault and apologize but, sometimes It’s too late to apologize. The rope to which you were holding on, has just gotten you so many feet off the ground. You hear everything, but still you just can’t make a sound. The sound of a simple five letter English word..Sorry. You take another chance to say you’re sorry, again you take a fall, face the shot..It’s too late to apologize. Seriously Things never happen the same way twice. It’s like “Opportunity knocks on your doorstep only once, so grab it” I don’t know what has got into me,I don’t know what’s wrong...

I think writing a blog at this time will be the only way I can acquire Lilliputian equanimity. I was going to continue taking a break from blogging because I have been so busy in god knows what.I didn’t even get time to format my pc. Something was wrong with my pc, it redirected all the blogspot requests to some weird website probably that’s another reason why I was absent from blogosphere. However, getting things off my chest is the only way I can handle some situations right now. It's really exotic how homo we all are. When the lights go off at night, and we lay ourselves on the bed, our heart beats throughout the night because we are vivaciously alive with feelings and emotions, dreams and wishes, thoughts and fears. We are scared to be a solitary reaper. Humans seem to be awfully afraid of being alone, growing up, and being alone...their entire life. Every book, movie, TV shows(don’t know about K soaps), song(excluding remixes and hard rock), they all revolve around some sort o...