Mistress Not Wife

An adolescent who for the first time is infatuated by a beauty and thinks that some day he will marry the lady and will happily live ever after. But alas the dreamy eyes haven’t seen the cruelity of the Cosmos.He is yet to know and understand how the things work in the skewed world.One that is gold in your eyes need not be even a bronze when seen from the practicality(To love is extremely easy but to live with your love till eternity is that much difficult).So one day he has to heart-breaking part with his lady-love and marry the girl which his family sees fit for him (I am not saying that they are wrong in this regard).But as always first true love can be dormant but never dead, And certainly not when he sees her love daily! Just like any normal mortal one’s heart beats for the lady and one never shies away from a quick fling whenever one finds the oppurtunity.One would always be in the lookup of the mistress of yore

Myself was very much infatuated by the curvy sexy smouldering body when i had first set the eyes on the bike. My relationship with CBZ can be defined just as what I said above(just by replacing lady with CBZ).Just imagine you lust for it ,can see it ride it but not own it because a popular wisdom says that it has one defect which eclipses it’s all beauty(read mileage).Though deep in the heart you know that it doesn’t bother you in the least.As by now you might have guessed that i was one of the cowards(Of course the majority) who didn’t dared to question the belief of the society(and so secretly admires his first love).Still there are some who follow their’s heart and majority of them feel that they have burnt their’s finger in the process. But then there has already been the scarcity of true love which has completed its run and it is that, which makes it great.There are very few who never regret their and those are the one’s who are the happiest lot(many love marriages end up in divorce but those very few which remain intact are the treat to watch).In short if one really believes that it is best for them then CBZ is truly an life-long love for them.

I till today lust to own this beauty but because of the societal pressures don’t acknowledge it openly. A bike that sets your pulse racing even when standing still. Once kicked to life and turned full throttle, it’s a wonder bike that can take on the winds. And like you, it runs on passion.Nevertheless for the lesser mortals i will tell you the vital stats of my lady love to you

Equipped with five gears and a 156.8cc engine that generates 12.8 PS power, enough to take it from 0-60 in just 5 seconds(Standard conditions) and to effortlessly touch the top speed of 100 kmph.

The CBZ also has the widest rear tyre – with a unique tread pattern that’s not available on any Indian motorcycle; at large, 130 mm drum brakes. Front disc brake is an option; it enhances the braking performance

THE UNIQUE FEATURES THAT MADE ME FALL IN LOVE (somewhere around 1998-1999)

1… TRANSIENT POWER FUEL CONTROL ( TPFC ) SYSTEM
For quick acceleration, providing a sudden surge when required. A feature which is
used in some of the most advanced cars.

2…. TACHOMETER AND TRIPMETER
Tachometer displays the engine rotation speed and a first time feature – the tachometer, measures the distance travelled in a tip

3…..DYNAMIC VIBRATION DAMPERS
The dampers incorporated in the handle bar, ensure that your ride is smooth and easy.

4….. AIR INJECTION SYSTEM
Injects fresh air into the exhaust port, to meet the emission norms.

5……UNIQUE TRAPEZOIDAL HEADLIGHT
Gives CBZ a distinctly stylish look and helps you to see clearly in the darkest of the nights.

6…….MULTI – LEVER LOCKABLE SEAT
Provides storage space. It also doubles as an anti – theft mechanism for the CDI unit, RR unit and the battery, as the side covers can be opened only after unlocking the seat.

7…….ZERO CRANK CASE EVAPORATIVE EMISSION
A pollution control feature so advanced that it is for the first time in India, keeping alive Hero Honda tradition of special care for the environment.

8…….Available in the following colors : Black, Tasmania Green, Tahitian Blue, Candy Sparkling Silver, Candy Blazing Red.

Journey from Eliminator to Avenger

Kawasaki Eliminator now on the road with the new nickname avenger. For those who don’t know the original eliminator series I would like to say that the original Eliminator from kawasaki was of 600cc and probably launched on 1996(Of course not available in india). That bike wasn’t a huge success bcoz people thought it neither to be a cruiser nor musclebike.

Come India and kawasaki with Indian partner(Read Bajaj) replicated it on Indian road (abbeit at one-third of the original engine capacity) at 180cc and called it an world-class bike.It really was a cool show-off bike for the Indians who had grown up with bullets and rajdoots.It was lapped-up by everyone but could be bought by people with deep pockets(read Rs.90,000).

So there was one more spinoff awaiting and it was named as avenger. bajaj home-grown 180cc dtsi engine powering the same old Eliminator chasis coming up with the price tag of around Rs 60,000 just because of the engine change(I dunno why kawasaki engine was so expensive). Well it now can be called a real people cruiser bike which Blokes like me can look forward to owning one day(what did you say? Not owning a bike and writing a review…….wait..wait…. just till ….. my friends have it)
It’s just built on the Eliminator (a cruiser type vehicle) but with 180 CC DTS-i engine. It’s priced at Rs.60,000 and I would say it’s optimistic especially to compare it with the Pulsar 150’s price( AVENGER just Rs 4000 more than yamaha ENTICER.

So it is the death blow to enticer.Not really till you hear that bajaj is planning another googly or salvo whatever you say,by building 125cc avenger with DISCOVER’S engine.(Kawasaki has already launched 125cc eliminator in US and european markets).God save enticer. It’s really heartening to see that home grown companies giving the MNC like yamaha giving a run for their’s money.

First 600cc eliminator then 180cc eliminator then 180cc avenger then 125cc avenger …….where is it going to stop…..maybe at 50cc(luna) powered avenger…… LOLZ
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Cruiser bikes offer the rider a unique experience with their extra long wheelbase; couch-style seating that allows the rider a feet-up, almost lazy seating position and a comfortable, unhurried pace.

True to the cruiser class of bikes, the Avenger sports a low slung, stretched out stance. Glinting chrome finished parts all round is another cruiser bike trademark and the Avenger has plenty of them. One look at the stocky Avenger and it is obvious that it will be comfortable. Lusting, envious eyes of College students who, mouths agape, traced the long lines of the Avenger as we rode it around the campus confirmed the appeal that the Eliminator’s design still has.

At the front, the Avenger sports extra long forks, a compact, round, chrome-finished headlamp and a cylindrical, single pod instrument cluster. In addition to the speedo, the instrument cluster also includes a trip meter, but does not include a fuel gauge. Circular turn indicators are mounted low, but are powerful and offer good visibility. The Avenger’s handle bar is also low for a cruiser and is a straight, slightly elongated version, unlike the tall, curved inward, more laid back style that competing bikes such as the Enfield Thunderbird and the Yamaha Enticer offer.

For the novices I would suggest you to go to bajaj site and check out the specifications out.For others (read Mature) I would tell you that all of us are very familiar with the performance of pulsar engine and so I will not talk about ehaustec,DTSI…..blah..blah…… and other stuffs taht u already know. Thus if you want to have a cruiser for yourself and are satisfied with pulsars engine then you shouldn’t look anywhere else this is the best cruiser available in the market at an unbeatable price.

In Short go for avenger

Lemony Snicket VS. Harry Potter

I happen to have seen the trailer for the movie while watching STEALTH in a multiplex at Ahmedabad.I had Instantly thought that it must be worth a watch.Later on my friends told me that it is based on book and even loaned me the book.But I didn’t read it rigrously but nevertheless gave a bird’s eye view to it.I couldn’t help but harrypotter series did came to my mind.Like Harry Potter, the Lemony Snicket books appeal to adults as well as to children but they are darker, funnier and more eccentric, making them more of a cult than the mainstream success of the Harry Potter series.

’’A Series of Unfortunate Events’’ books, in which siblings Violet, Klaus, and Sunny Baudelaire start off being orphaned by a fire and then having things go downhill from there, embraces that philosophy with a dark, sly humor that is irresistible.
If you’ve read the books, you may miss the clever word play and you may feel that the two older children are miscast. Unlike in the books, the boy doesn’t come across as particularly brainy and the girl looks just a bit too sexy as Violet.
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The plot unfolds as:
The movie encompasses Snicket’s first three books, in which Violet (Emily Browing), Klaus (Liam Aiken), and Sunny are foisted off on several guardians by the dimwitted executor of their parents’ estate (Timothy Spall). The first and worst of these is Count Olaf (Jim Carrey), a thorough scoundrel who’s after the kids’ immense inheritance. The children manage to escape, and over the course of the film encounter a kindly snake enthusiast (Billy Connolly) and an ultra-hypochondriac (Meryl Streep), each of whom try to look after the children in their own way. But mostly the Baudelaires look after themselves, each resourceful in their own way–Violet invents contraptions with whatever is at hand, Klaus is a reference desk unto himself, and baby Sunny practices her teething on whatever (or whoever) is convenient. The trio share the sort of unique bond that can only come from having survived a long string of misadventures. Olaf pursues them throughout, aided by disguises which he considers brilliant and which fool everyone except, of course, the ever-observant Baudelaires.
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Jude Law was a good choice as narrator.

My Bike At DA-IICT

My first bike discover and the complete story how i got it instead of a DISCOVER

Hey you all people might have till date known the specified and unspecified ’’specifications’’ for this bike.So i won’t bore you with the unnecessary jargons.

So instead i will begin with the reason why i bought the bike so early knowing that only PULSARS have succeded from the bajaj stable.Let me tell you that i am neither of the following
1…….richie-rich,
2…….fanatic,
3…….dumbass
4…….bajaj worshipper.

I am saying all the above because of the reason for buying a completely untested
bike falls in one of the above categories.
’’Then Which category do i fall in?’’
For that let me tell you people something about myself. I am an engineerig college student in ahmedabad(Da-iict). and i was very keen to have a bike completely for myself.
after waiting(or rather persuading parents) for 2 years i finally got the green signal to buy a bike.But there was a catch. i wanted Big muscular bikes (while my parents secretly wanted me to have a LUNAinstead.Reason being that it was of less c.c. and thus less accident prone.So they put a ceiling for the bike around Rs 42,000
So that i could have had no bigger muscular bikes.

During this I along my friends tried to get through the problem.Needless to say that there was no solution in sight except for going a second hand bike(which i didn’t like…Hmmm cummon….i amm in college…).

we did everything from garage to friends to foes to stranger to net to reviews everything to get round my dilema. After doing everythig i made my mind for Bajaj CT-100 halfheartedly.Atleast it had better power than splendor and had decent looks too.

Next day i went to the showroom with my roomie and asked to show ct-100. they just simly showed a bike parked abongst the other inconsequental bikes.My heart rebelled and said,’’After so many years of waiting you are gonna ride this bike….? and u just simply forget the chicks.’’.that was enough for me. i couldn’t bear it and just ran from that place vouching that i won’t buy that bike. i will do well with my Bicycle.But then my friends who were eager for the Bike-ride again persuaded me that given the circumstances it was the best bet. well i also thought so be it. i will definitely buy this bike tomorrow.

meantime in the night while i was surfing that i saw a news that bajaj was discontinuing wind and caliber-115. on further searching on that i found that bajaj were working on project ’’k-60’’ and was going it to name it DISCOVER and going to launch in selest cities.
i also gave a bird eye view on it on the autocarindia site and came throught the whopping power at unbeatable price(there was no mention on the price). i just thought that it was beyond my Price-brackett and didn’t give much thought to that.

next day i went to the bajaj dealer and gave him all cash(Believe me i gave him all CASH) and said that i want a black CT-100(i never had bought a big thing alone just went there as i used to buy a TOOTHPASTE).The sales man gave me an incredulous look. I thought that it is because of the cash that he is giving me that look.I said that what happened ……..Gimme the bike and do the paperwork fast and make sure that i want that black colored bike.
Slaesman gave me a hard look and said,’’sir, forget the black color we are having the wait period of at least 2-week on this bike………. Know it was my turn to give him a blank look.I thought that ok boy ……….urs luck is up. now just wait for that fu**ing
bike for 2 days what a shame… !!. Just as i turned to go away to the yamaha showroom to buy some bike(i had made my mind that day to buy a bike). Suddenly i saw a bike next to ct-100 with major part covered with the gunnybag and thermocol. but it seemed somewhat bigger.’’what’s that’’ I said ’’besides that bike?’’

As by now u might have guessed that ,that bike was a DISCOVER……..My Discover.

Epilogue
Salesman told me that the 3 bikes have just arrived an hour ago for promotion etc. i enquired about the price and he said that he doesn’t know. i was about to leave but somehing inside me said that feebly i should know the price on my further probbing and more than that my earnestness moved the salesman. after half an hour of intensive enquiry he quoted me the price and lo and behold, it was within the ceiling.
I just had had my first bike and i was proud owner of it.
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Later on i saw many reviews and other things about the bike. some good some bad. Super-splendor and glamour added like a flame to the fire.

But now i want to set some records straight.
1……..My bike gives average of around 60kmpl
2……..Looks are superb
3……..Power and pickup matches the Pulsor.
4……..Comfortable ride.
5……..Gear change produces sound
6……..Not very smooth engine noise.

Don’t go on other reviews.Just give the above things a consideration. and if this suits urs needs then don’t tjink just get it.

I being in college have ridden all sort of bikes from Rx-100 ,Cbz,splendor,freedom pulsar,bullet to enfield and like my bike.other bike owners have also aprreciated the performance.It;s All Truth no tall claims

PS:My roomie now owns a Super-Splendor. and he too likes my Bike over his,not only on style front but possibly on any other conceivable parameter..

Shwetank shekhar

Crush crushes da-iict

Sometimes every one (oops) most of one go through the goosebumps on the first crush ….. i liked the blog very much.It hursts when you long for someone very deeply and u see that u can do nothing about it.Sometimes it is better not to think of the consequences and follow urs heart.But then sometimes it’s not.This is the main theme of the following blog: http://blogs.sify.com/blog_display.php?blogid=1179&pid=3515 Tenth Standard CrushThursday, December, 16th, 2004 Crushes do require courage! Hmmm…Studying in a boy’s school had its own share of merits and demerits. I never tried to reason out them. But if there was a time, when I certainly missed out on girls then it was at my tenth standard. I was tenth standard, when I first joined a tuition class. The tuition center was really far and I had to travel an hour by bus to reach there. I had never previously spoken to girls other than people whom I knew from childhood. The first day of my tuition class was when I met Rajalakshmi. Her friends always used to call her Rajee and I always pleaded with myself to stop looking at her. I was not a bright guy at class and I was really worried as to how she looked upon me. I chit chattered with all the other guys whenever she was not around. But when she was there, I used to portray myself as a sweet silent guy. She used to speak to all the other guys in the class, except me. I decided to open up to my friend about my crush. He was surprised too. Finally after a lot of thought, I decided to approach her. That day, I went to the class well ahead of time and waited for her. When she came, there were around 5 guys in the room. So I decided against approaching her then. She then left to the room next by, to find her test book. I followed her. My legs were shaking and my hands were cold. As I was walking, I tried to recollect what I had planned to tell her. I put my hand in my pocket and tried to search for the piece of paper over which I had written my dialogue. As I neared her, my heart started to pound faster. I could hear it too. Suddenly she turned and saw me. I almost fumbled with the book in my hand. I cleverly covered my nervousness. I went to the book shelf at the other end of the room. Now I was sweating. Phew…!! After a few minutes, I mustered some more courage and turned around. Booo.. She had left the place. ‘What a bulb’ I told myself. I left the room and entered the study hall only to find three things. First, our tutor had come and so no more chance of talking to her. Second, my place had gone and so I had to go back and sit. Third, I could only sit in the last row, from which, all my chances of even watching her were lost. BOOO… ‘My fate’, I thought to myself. Next day, my friend started to tease me. “You don’t have the courage to even face a girl? How are you going to propose to her?” “That’s enough”, I said. I knew he made sense, but my ego was at stake. So that day I told myself, “today I am really gonna speak to her”. I remained cool for the other half in my school. When it was one hour before the class, as expected, I started to get nervous. I went there a bit earlier than the day before. This time to my surprise, she was there in the class, sitting and reading something. I landed myself in the bench adjacent to her. For the first few minutes, I didn’t dare to turn and see her. Then again, I mustered myself up. I turned and then walked to her straight. This is it, I thought. I was just a few feet away from her. My head was rotating and all the other external crush-phobia symptoms were also there. I thought I was gonna break down for a second. And then I was caught off-guard. She turned to me and held out a book. I saw the book and realized it was my test book. “Damn, how did she get my test book???â€? I saw on the table the pile of all the other test books and immediately realized that our tutor had asked her to hand it over. “GEEE… ” I quietly took the book, went back and sat. “How much did you get?” I turned and saw that she was not only speaking to me but also standing a few feet away from me. I was speechless. “Me?”, I gulped and asked. “Ya”, she said. It was then that I realized that I never even opened my book to see how much I had scored. I opened and saw. Oops! It was thirty five out of hundred. I decided to maintain some image and told her “Seventy five”. Hey eyes widened. “Wow”, she said. “I got only sixty. I think you must’ve got the third sum correct. Can I just see your book?” I was trapped. I swallowed hard. I opened my book, pretended to see it and then told her that I had got it wrong as well. I feared she might still persist to see my book. But she didn’t. I heaved a sigh. “I am not sure how my father will react to this mark. I am scared”, she said. “I don’t even tell my father such marks”, I thought of telling her. I just remained quiet. “Speak to her”, I could even imagine my friend telling this to me. But somehow words would not come out. “Tell me something na. It’s going to be another 40 minutes for the class to begin”, she said. “Something? How much do I tell honey?â€? I thought to myself. I was sweating. I remained mute. “You appear to be a very quite guy? I see that you don’t talk much in the class. Why?” I thought I should smile at her and did so. “Ok” “enough” “Stop it” “Your blushing too much”, something inner kept telling me all these things. That was it. She stood up and walked away outside. I kicked myself for not having spoken to her. “You didn’t speak to her? Your nuts”, my friend told me the next day after I had told him everything. “I know”, I told him. “Hey, don’t feel bad man. It happens the first time. Just think her as anybody else. Just go and speak to her casually today. I am sure she’ll respond”, he told me. I thought about it and realized the truth behind it. Alas, it then reigned into me that an opportunity lost is like spilt milk. For the next seven days, I was not able to speak to her. I repented my missed chance. Weeks later, as I was sitting quietly inside my tuition hall, she came in. By that time, I had almost lost all hope of speaking to her again and proposing to her. She came over to me and asked, “How much did you get in the last test?â€? I chuckled. I did not know. I never had the habit of even knowing how much I scored in tests. I opened my mouth to tell a mark of around ‘eighty’. “I got 78 and you know what I am the highest”, she said. Phew, I just couldn’t imagine myself getting into another tight corner. I told her that I did not attend the last test. “My dad was very happy”, she said gleaming. I congratulated her. I understood that bubbliest in her character and I felt that, that was what which had attracted me to her. She kept on speaking for some more time. And I too, to my own surprise, started to speak as well. In between, I used to wonder, “What happened to you man? That’s great. Keep it going”. The next day, my friend could not believe what I had told him. I guess he got a little bit jealous and dared me to propose to her. I told him I’ll do that the very same day. It was only after sometime, I realized the depth of the challenge. I was really scared. I wrote down whatever I had to say. I memorized it more times than my history book’s dates. That day, I went over to her. She turned and smiled. Before I could speak, she again opened up by asking me my marks in the last exam. “Man, doesn’t she know anything else?â€? I wondered. I spoke about studies and I returned back without saying a word about anything else. The next day my friend was back teasing me. This time, he crossed his limits. I was angry and told him that I will definitely propose to her that day. The day after that, my friend eagerly came over to me and asked me what had happened. I told him the same thing had repeated itself. He started to laugh. However, he did not say anything. I remained silent the whole day. I felt bad that my friend’s words were true. I had done so many things in life up to that day, but nothing could ever give me the courage to propose to a girl, I thought. My friend understood that I was disappointed. He came over to me and told me that he would accompany me to the tuition class that day, but he refrained from accompanying me when I was to go and talk to rajee. I agreed upon. I thought that my friend would give me some tips on approaching her. He did so and it did really work. I went to tuition that day in a more relaxed manner. In fact, I did not even write down my dialogues. I thought I am just gonna go there and speak out my mind. We reached an hour early. She had not come then. 10 Minutes had passed. I started to think. 20 minutes had passed, I started to get nervous. My friend started to cool me down. 30 minutes had passed. I almost felt like breaking down. “I’m never gonna do it”, I thought to myself. My friend calmed me down. Fifty minutes had passed by that time and everyone had come to class. My friend decided to leave. I felt lot uncomfortable after he left. The class started. “She’s on leave”, I told myself disappointed. “I’m gonna find why she’s on leave today”, I told myself. After the class got over, I went over to my tutor. I asked him about rajee, casually telling him that she had my test book with her. My tutor gave a dead look at me. “Did he know of anything?â€? I wondered. “Why did you give your book to her?â€? he asked. “She wanted to see it” “I don’t know what to say”, he said. “Why, what’s wrong?â€? I asked him. “Her father called up today to tell that she will not be coming to tuition anymore. I don’t know how you’re going to get back your book. ??? ” !@#$%^&* It had been two days after that. I had told my friend all about it. Both of us were sitting on top of the wall by the side of our school. The thought still hadn’t sunk into me. My friend had a hearty laugh when I had told him. But he did not say anything now. I felt lost. When I had all the time in the world, my instincts ruined my chances. And finally when I had decided to nail the coffin, the nail went missing. My friend read my disappointment. “Cool it man. If she had to be your Mrs., she would have never missed you”, he said. Nice words indeed to heal a bruised or rather CRUSHED sentiment. So Crush crushes shwetank.shekhar.tripod.com

CRUSH

I am writing this topic after going through a blog which said that the person also
had the similar crushes on the celluloid personality.I think that (i Dunno About ladies)
all guys go through the similar experinces in their childhood.
i would like to add that at that time i didn’t knew what exactly crush was? Just whereever i have used the word crush… construe it as my desire to like the person and be liked by that person in return(it was innocent and no physical desires involved).

Myself also had a crush ………………… no..no… Many Crushes.
well as far as i remember i had my first crush on MARIE PIERCE.
Many people will say that what a crush you had….. Didn’t u had any
other better option.My reply would me a big NO. reason being that
at that time cable network was new and my father was strictly against
the cable network …….saying that children study will be affected(It’s
another matter that i never studied that much.).So it was my grand old Doordarshan who aired the GRAND-SLAMS and there i saw my first crush.I still remember how i watched all the news bulletin earnestly to see her(That time she had won a grand slam title).The news came for 2 days and with the same old video footage and i used to admire her 2 sec footage for another whole month. Coming to cable connectionMy mother was much more vocal
about the actual reason.Just imagine one day we were discussing STAR SPORTS
with my pals and my mom just heard the word star, and she started inquiring
what we were discussing and started giving the moral lectures and all
that stuff.It was another matter though that i used to sneak to my friends house to
take sneak-peek when nobody was around.

Later on i had many more crushes…. initially they were the television/movie artist.
Some models in Video albums,some character in some serials…. and all sort of things.
I think that my real CRUSH with real soul(i.e. whom i knew) was my CLASS-TEACHER.
Oh how much i was infatuated……… I think that i was infatuated with till the time I
remained in that school.

My New school brought with me series of first hand crushes…………..
It would be inappropriate to discuss them all, but it may suffice here to say that allwere my classmates at that time,but still i cherish them now as
what an innocent little fool i was at that time to have so many crushes simultaneously
and still not have the courage to talk to my crushes.It’s even today, i can talk to any living person but not to my CRUSH.

My long lasting cellulid crush has been Aishwarya Rai. but now i think the sheen has worn off.
I don’t know why ?maybe Sallu Mian is the reason.

Lastly, right now also i have a major crush on someone in my college for last 2 years but as i have said earlier that i haven’t been able to tell her.Every time the newer crush seems to be stronger and last longer than the previous one

NOTE: My recent crush seems to have found her own Crush and seems to be happy about it. I just watch her from the benches and see her walk beside her CRUSH and seems completely oblivious to my inner Feelings/Desires.
I have many intersesting tales to tell about my exploits to woo the lady and maybe sometime when i am in that BAKAR mood iwill do the same

Engineering Colleges Students……..CATEGORY

Its the categories in which we can divide the students…………..
It was written about the mumbai engineering DUDS…..but be pretty much assured that any enginerites fits the BILL.

http://o3.indiatimes.com/blah_blah_blah

hi guys

just got over with my “submissions� for this semester. god what a relief!! its like givin ur last exam paper. u think im kiddin, ask any mumbai engg student bout it.

engg student life truly roxxx. of course lotsa ppl tend to think that u find only nerds or geeks in engg. but thats like sayin all the movies made in bollywood are superhits. (that btw is a lousy statement). life as an engg student can be as u want it to be. tough as well as smooth.

some ppl tend to take the high road and study frm day one of a fresh semester like theres no tomorrow. they’ll occupy first benches. and they have many “doubts“ while the lectures goin on. they will leave no stone unturned to be real goody good in the eyes of our “estemeed“ (haha) profs. these few ppl r truly in the geek category. ironic as it may sound, but most of these so-called “geeks“ dont boast of a very good result. some even get KTs.

then u have “the politically correct“ crowd, who attend lectures regularly. take down notes. do all their practicals sincerely. they arent exactly geeks but they r one level below them. these ppl never create havocs in classrooms but are part of fun (if there is any joke cracked or leg pulled)and can be said to be the model students of the college. and they have good results also.

then u have the “the LLBs“. chill these arent law school graduates but Lords of Last Benches. sittin on the last benches is their birthright and no one dare occupy their seats. LLBs r the “jaan“ of the otherwise boring classrooms where profs are goin on and on bout god knows what! thay call it teaching. duh!

last benches r platforms where ppl discuss everything under the sun except wots bein taught in the classroom. here everything frm bar girls controversy to britney spears pregnancy reports r discussed. if the profs too strict and theres no scope for havin talks, then we pretend to play it sufi, prof thinks last benchers have calmed down but thats their mistake. cos it takes only one joke to convert our class into a joggers parks’ laughter club. sometimes we even have meetings with LLBs of other classrooms to come up with innovative ways of sittin throughout those one hour “torture“ lecs.

everything said and done, when the going gets tough, the tough gets goin. resultwise last benchers rock, sometimes they get better marks than the previous two counterparts. of course some also get kts, some even get year drops! but then thats a part and parcel of engg life. wot say?

so thats bout the categories of engg students in a nutshell. will try to throw light on some more engg students trivia some other time. theres lots ppl. theres first year (FE) dilemmas, then second year(SE) vivas and practical exams, then third year(TE) seminars and presentations and job interviews and finally final year(BE) projects and lookin back!!! theres lots to discuss.

an addition frm a fellow blogger GAURAV RAJE.

Sumdi mein komdi category. These ppl pretend to be full fledged llbs. But then after college is over, they hit the books straight away. These end up getting amazing marks. Some are extraordinarily brilliant ppl who dont even need to study much.

Dumb ppl category. These are neither studious nor funnmy. They are plain dumb. They normally sit in the middle of the class. They are the least noticed ppl and usually get away without even getting noticed. Some ppl mistake them for the front benchers.

Despo bhooka category. These are desperate ppl. They try to woo any girl in sight. They dont care how she looks or how she is. Just the fact that she is a girl is enuf for them. Though there is absolutely no beauty in engineering, these guys try to act like a shadow for the hideously ugly girls.

Dedh shahana public category. These are smartasses who try to disturb the entire class by acting like smartasses. They act like know-it-alls. Though they donot know a thing. They usually raisse stupid doubts when the profs are teaching and give vague answers when the profs ask questions. They feel dat they are the most intelligent ppl. they give excuses for failing.

keep rockin

ciao!

FAQS:
1……….ATKT. it means “allowed to keep terms”. see wot happens is that we have 2 semesters per year and around 5-6 subjects per sem. so in the exam if a student fails in a subject or two, then he’s allowed to sit for the next semester. he dosent get a year drop.
does that clear ur doubt recca?
2……….LLBs. Lords of Last Benches
3……….FE first year
4……….SE second year
5……….TE Third year
6……….BE Final Year(B-Tech)

I wanted to give persona example in each of the categories ..but i don’t know why i stopped doing it..maybe it’s only temporarily.
Next time i wish to bring the categories of the professors……
i assure you that this time it will be full of the examples

Nostalgia is like a grammar lesson: you find the present tense, but the past perfect! ~Owens Lee Pomeroy

school farewell day revisited!

the blog below just made me go back to my sweet/bitter childhood memory.

theblog can be found out at:http://o3.indiatimes.com/blah_blah_blah/

Indeed, the present is so tense and the past seems oh so perfect. Sometimes you just dont want to move on, sometimes you just dont want to let go of time. How we wish we could turn back time. If only. But Life they say is a one way journey. So be it. Living it and Loving it. Do we have a choice?

When I was a small child I always used to wonder, “When the hell am I going to grow up? Being a grown up is so cool. No more tension of completing the homework, no more learning those awful math tables, no more worrying about the verbs and nouns and tenses, no more being afraid of mam and the house master.�

Then came the final year of school. Now the thinking had changed a bit. “Yess! Just one more year. One more year of this jail called school. One more year of homeworks, nagging teachers, stupid project work. Then college. Freedom. Girls. New clothes everyday. Yippee!!�

Finally the school days were coming to an end. Then came the School Farewell Dinner Party. Officially the Last Day of school. The day me and all my friends were waiting for.

Why then were my eyes moist?

Why then was I feeling as if this year had passed through pretty fast?

Why then was I feeling so sad?

Why o Why??

Was it just me feeling that way?

I took a look around, and hey presto, all my classmates had misty eyes.

Wasnt this the moment we all were looking forward too?

Why then was I not ready for this now?

Why then did it seem like I was loosing a very near and dear one?

Why o Why???

Who was going to applaud my English Essays now?

Who was going to feel proud of my History marks now?

Who was going to laugh at my Geography locations now?

Who was going to correct my kanas and matras in Hindi now?

Who was going to shout the living daylights out of me for not completing my homework now?

Who was going to ask me to write “i wont talk and create nuisance in class when the teacher is teaching� a thousand times now?

Who was going to tell me to run three full rounds of the school ground now?

Who was going to call me “Bony� now?

Who was going to play “pen-fight, book-cricket, seed-chess� withe me now?

Who was I going to share the fruitjam biscuits in the breaks now?

Who was going to CARE for me now?

With these questions, a few tears, a choked throat and lots of photos locked in my camera, i bid adieu to my alma mater, my school, my life! All through school life we want to get out of school but on the last day at school, our feet are glued to the place. If this isnt irony, then what is? That chapter in my life is over. Life goes on, each day a new page. But whenever I pass my school those days come flooding back and just looking at my school I am filled with a feeling of pride that is second to none.

School Days are the land of lost content, I see them shining plain, the happy highway where i once went and cannot come again!

Ciao

i to had this thing in my mind at that time. till date i haven’t met those few of my friends.. at that time we didn’t had the NET facilities.

The 80-20 Rule.

Today i came through a beautiful blog titled 80-20 rule. yeah it Instantly striked my sesnses that it’s how true……. But we have rarely stopped enough to reflect it ourself. things which are as simple often escape ours attention.But it’s the most fundamental of the rule…and we should reflect upon it to do the optimization. Optimization is everywhere, In computer science we study optimization, data-mining and all sort of algorithm to arrive at some simple and pure statistics which can atleast satisfy the 80% of the conditions.

the beautiful blog camn be found out at: http://o3.indiatimes.com/thoughtsforlife/archive/2005/01/28/60902.aspx

The same is produced here………………………………………………………………………………….

Vilfredo Pareto (1848-1923) was an Italian economist who, in 1906,observed that twenty percent of the Italian people owned eighty percent of their country’s accumulated wealth. Over time and through application in a variety of environments, this analytic has come to be called Pareto’s Principle, the 80-20 Rule, and the “Vital Few and Trivial Many Rule.”

Pareto’s rule states that a small number of causes is responsible for a large percentage of the effect, in a ratio of about 20:80. Expressed in a management context, 20% of a person’s effort generates 80% of the person’s results. The corollary to this is that 20% of one’s results absorb 80% of one’s resources or efforts. For the effective use of resources, the manager’s challenge is to distinguish the right 20% from the trivial many.

Examples of the 80-20 Rule:

80% of a problem can be solved by identifying the correct 20% of the issues
80% of advertising results come from 20% of your campaign.
80% of an equipment budget comes from 20% of the items
80% of an instructor’s time is taken up by 20% of the students
80% of benefit comes from the first 20% of effort
80% of customer complains are about the same 20% of your projects, products, services.
80% of our personal telephone calls are to 20% of the people in our address book
80% of the decisions made in meetings come from 20% of the meeting time
80% of the outfits we wear come from 20% of the clothes in our closets and drawers
80% of the traffic in town travels over 20% of the roads
80% of what we produce is generated during 20% of our working hours
80% of your annual sales come from 20% of your sales force
80% of your future business comes from 20% of your customers
80% of your growth comes from 20% of your products
80% of your innovation comes from 20% of your employees or customers
80% of your profits come from 20% of your customers
80% of your staff headaches come from 20% of our employees
80% of your success comes from 20% of your efforts
80% of your website traffic comes from 20% of your pages

Hmm…..well I think theres’ a good new for us all…
80% of success is achieved from 20% of our efforts………
I guess we all need to sit and think wots that 20%

On an afterthought one can think that we should look for that 20%
of the things. but as it can be rightly said that for identifying that 20% of the product,effort….whatever…. we will have to spend 80% of the same thing. so total thing becomes constant at 100% ……… this fact can be stated from another famous saying my one of the greastes physicists of the time that energy can neither be created nor be destroyed but can be changed from one form to another.that is total energy is constant.In the same way total work is constant for the total results, it’s just that one acheives first 80% of the output earlier than the other ones
Applying the same rule as above we can say that the efforts for a particular thing can never be 20,30….90%. It has to be 100% for that particular thing.It is just that one has to 100%…. in others word it is that for that 80%of the work to be shown u have to give 100% of the effort. the 80% of the work can’t be shown independently. for that thing to be called complete you have to complete that 20% of the work with 80% of the effort.It’s just complimentary in nature.You cannot isolate the TWO.

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Desperate For Newness?

well the things have to such a pass that one is going to sell his\her time and there are other people who want to buy such time.
Really in this materialistic world anything can happen…………..
What’s the Psycholgy behind such proposals?
i think that the main thing must be the thrill that it gives in being the first one to do that sort of stuff……………(untill&unless one is so much ill),Bcoz if one really want’s to have fun…..and he has the money then he can have it then and there. why have the wait and UNCERTAINITY?
WHAT U SAY

THE NEWS IS AS UNDER

Desperate teens sell themselves on eBay

Associated Press
St. Joseph, Mo., August 12, 2005

Looking for a little extra spending money, two college-bound teenagers decided to sell a week of their time to the highest bidder on the Internet auction site eBay.

The teens hoped for fortune and adventure, but got neither. When the auction closed on Monday, the teens learned the winning bidder — a St. Joseph resident — had offered a mere $246.50 for their services.

“I’m kind of disappointed, but it’s money,” said Chris Pullen, 19, of St. Joseph. “I think it was exciting while it lasted. But it’s still money, nothing to be disheartened about.”

Pullen said fellow Central High School graduate Chip Davis suggested the idea.

“I was like, ‘Dude, that’s tight,’” Pullen recalled of his reaction.

Under the heading “Buy us for one week to do those tedious tasks you hate!” the teens posted their pictures on eBay with a minimum bid of $1. Bidding began on July 29.

While the auction was under way, friends asked the teenagers if they worried about who would win their services.

“I didn’t care who won,” Davis said, “as long as we didn’t have to clean someone’s sewers or something. That wouldn’t be too exciting for a whole week.”

But the teens’ enthusiasm waned as days passed with no new bids.

“It wasn’t too terribly exciting since the winning bid was made four or five days ago,” Davis said. “It was anticlimactic at the end.”

Davis has e-mailed the teens’ future boss, but the details of the work arrangement haven’t been reached. Because the teens are headed off to the University of Missouri this weekend, the work week might be split up into seven one-day sessions.

“I don’t think I’ll do it again,” Davis said of the experience.
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well here the teenagers had the mind to say that they won’t do it again………
BUT what if other start selling not their time but others ………………. getting a step ahead they can offer more wideer commodities or maybe services ……………..eyes ears.kidney………………….etc
not of their own bodies but that of……….. RELATIVES,FRIENDS,FOES……………..
what would happen that day………….