Love for losers Part 1

My last post was damn some serious and actually made no sense altogether to me when I read it again. So I decided let me get back to what I am best at.. Telling nonsense stories. And in the past one day I made this one up :P.

This is not a guide to love just a funny situation I thought of.

One or two characters are inspired from friends and family rest all is fictional.

I used the name malgudi from RK Narayn's Works. Though this malgudi seems to be a kind of city in northern India

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One last thing before you start reading this biotechnology has always seemed kind of strange to me. It is one thing that both medical and non-medical students can do and both complain about the syllabus not being of their interest (The medical people have problems with math and non-med people with bio).

Now read up

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Once upon a time not so long ago (it kind of gives the feel)

It was a normal summers day in malgudi. As normal as a day can be. The storm last night had left a few trees down and the all the cel phone networks had been down from midnight till four in the morning. Our story however begins at the very moment these networks came back to life. There were two beeps on Archana Singh's phone and the screen displayed "message delivered Ishan". The sound however did not disturb Archana who was sleeping at the time. Meanwhile some five miles away on the first floor of house number 651 shalimar estate another phone vibrated while on table it was kept face down so the screen was not visible. The sound made by the phone was hidden by the sound its owner Ishan's snoring. It was a special day for him because according to his friends he could now officially marry you-know-who (he had forbidden them to use the name). Meaning he had turned 21 on the very day. Birthday boy's snoring continued for two more hours until the door opened slowly and a girl n her nightdress her black hair tied loosely in a bun her eyes half shut from sleep but her mind fully alert walked in and picked the phone up. It was Priyanka, Ishan's baby (according to him) sister. She moved her head a bit closer to her slumbering brother's ear and yelled at the top of her voice "HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAAMCHOR." By the time Ishan got to his senses Priyanka had already read half the messages in his inbox and the first words he heard from her sister were "hmmmm happy birthday dear bless you. Sender Archana Received at 4 on five on may 18 hmmm aag dono taraf barabar lagi Hui hai subbah chaar baje messages he bhagwaan aajkal ke bachche to bilkul nhai padhte likhte." And by the time he could react Priyanka was far from his reach. "Being a national level gymnast is one thing and catching your sister while she is making fun of you another" he said to himself. At the same time he his mind drifted to the fact that Archana herself had sent that message. The girl who made him always nervous who had known him for 2 years as her friend's brother. Nothing more nothing less. But unlike Priyanka she used to call him by his name (which of course came as a relief). Priyanka somehow had sensed his nervousness and had had her pound of flesh for keeping her mouth shut. He had not been able to tell Archana anything for all the time he had liked her and was in no mood to do so(what if she thinks I am a flirt what if she stops talking to me? what if she tells mom? what if.....) Priyanka however understood his brother's feelings and also knew about the secrete admiration in her best friends heart for him. She just wanted to make sure that nothing went wrong at the time they confessed their feelings for each other. But to her annoyance her brother always stopped at an if." I will make sure that my best friend and my brother get the one they deserve this year."She made a mental note.

All these thoughts had caused a momentary silence which was broken by Priyanka."What day?" she asked "can be better for it? I will invite her for dinner; call Alok bhaiya as well so you don't freak out at the last moment. " Ishan as usual started "Priyanka come to your senses I can't propose her what if .." he never got to complete his sentence as the cel phone rang(Priyanka had turned the silent mode off). It was Alok his school time friend as well as near lookalike (according to Alok's parents people had confused them for twins). Priyanka answered and before Ishan could say anything she had told Alok her (their) plan and confided him in.

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Two hours later ACP Vijay Mehra was trying to understand the cause of the strange smile on his daughter's face. As far as his experience had told him this was a sure sign of approaching trouble. But Priyanka would not speak except for "Bhaiya has lost the bet and he will take me and Archana for movie tonight". Ishan meanwhile was quiet his face as if someone had hit it with a frying pan. "Alright" he "I will take you two but at least allow Alok to come." "Ok,but only Alok no one else I don't want anyone else, last year you had invited Raghuvanshi sir to dinner and we all had to behave as acche bachche" . came the reply .

"he's my Coach by the way and why are you calling that friend of yours for the movie".

"I won the bet loser and I can invite anyone whom I want to."

The argument could have taken a diabolical form had not ACP Vijay interrupted "Cut it out you two you still fight like 10 year olds. Rajni am leaving and if these two start a commotion again inform me the riot control vehicle has not been out on roads for some months now. "With those words he left the room not realizing that his son had just given a big thumbs up to his daughter who eyes were filled with tears of stopped laughter.

"… and how am involved in it?" Archana asked Priyanka in a semi interested tone.

"Because aaj hi ke manhoos din bhagwaan ne mere bhai ko is duniya mein bheja tha and aaj wo mujhe aur meri ek friend ko pizza party de raha hai. "

"but Priyanka I thought you didn't like pizza's ? And why only me?"

"Because you like pizzas and because you are my bestest best friend. Come by 7 in the evening "

 

Just 10 feet above this conversation Alok Sharma was sitting on the bed while his friend Ishan was moving from one side of the room to the other.

"Ishan relax if you are so tense now how will you handle it in the evening. Don't worry she can't say no."

" the thing that worries me more is that Priyanka has told movie at home and she has asked Archana for pizza. Idont know what she's up to. You know how she loves causing trouble."

"Chill yaar she's a genius. With that plan nothing can go wrong Archana will be left speechless when the pizza arrives."

"I hope she does not make her hand do the talking. Leave it. Have you started reading newspaper daily? My coaching guy repeated his affection for the edit page again. Why do I have to take CAT and can't be an IPS like dad."

"Because he thinks that the job is too rotten for a guy with morals. And you are talking all nonsense because of tension. The papers these days are filled with India's space mission. Nothing more. Just give him some crap from that and he'll be happy."

Time seems to fly when you are too happy or too tense because before Ishan could have anticipated it the clock had struck seven in the evening and he was sitting in Pizza Haven with the three he wanted to be with but also he wanted to postpone meeting all three of them for such a purpose indefiantly. Priyanka and Archana had given him star shaped a belt buckle which he was wearing with a yellow tee and a pair of blue jeans (Priyanka said Archana's favorite color was yellow.)

Coming back to pizza haven the order had been placed and Priyanka's chatterbox was on (as usual). "Bhaiya you know I told dad that we were going for a movie. But here we are… " . "But you said he promised a pizza" Archana interrupted. "yeah he did but papa se jhooth to nahi bol sakti hai na bhaiya. BHAIYA ..".. "Huh" Ishan was startled out of his his daze.

"What happened Ishan, you look worried everything alright na? how's CAT going?" Archana got a chance to speak again.

"Ah nothing am ok. The coaching is going fine just I have to start reading the newspaper more. How's your Medical going? "

"Good though I still don't understand why do we have to learn all Math and please try to remember its Biotechnology and not Medical. Waise I didn't mind."

Keeping quiet for such a long period of time was just too much for Priyanka "hello padhaakoo log main movie ki baat kar rahi thi. So I was saying that Mr. Ishan Mehra here was going to show us a romantic movie but because we are here so I think that he will have to act himself."

She was interrupted by Alok who upon seeing the self-service number change actually ran to get the pizza.

"He's hungry that friend of yours??" Archana giggled to Ishan who again was looking lost.

 

And when Alok did return with the pizza Archana was the first one to notice "hey Alok why is it shaped like a heart you sure that was our order and notr of someone love struck."

Alok simply replied "both the options are correct Ishan will explain."

Ishan started " um Archana actually this pizza … what actually … Priyanka movie no actually Alok no Archana its like this that actually I I I …"

" Bhaiya chup karo aap bilkul nikamme ho. Moti sun this brother of mine wants to say "I love you" to you but I think that god has decided to take his power of speech just at the right moment so I will have to propose you." And before Archana could have made the sense out of anything Priyanka had stood up and forced Ishan out of his chair on his knees and continued "Archana he loves you from the depth of his heart and will you be my sister in law. And yes that pizza was for you two."

Priyanka's plan had not worked exactly but with some interference from her Archana actually stood speechless. Her eyes darting from Priyanka to Ishan. She didn't know whom to address. She had liked Ishan from the moment she saw him. And this was the strangest way in which Ishan could have proposed her. The moment she found her speech back she managed to say just one word.

"Yes."

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Well that's all I was able to think of. ("The sicko he left the story incomplete.")

I actually intended to stop here because this post was titled "love for losers" and not "highly mushy college romance." I wanted to conclude nothing with this except that having an overconfident chatterbox for a sister actually helps sometimes (I personally have none). As for the characters in the story all I can say is that they lived happily ever after J

 

Again if you think that this was a total waste of space and time(yours) then feel free the comments box is waiting.

Otherwise if you feel that it actually was my my magnificent octopus(magnum opus) then also feel free. And in case you feel nothing then **** *** (fill it with your choice of a four letter word followed by a 3 letter word. Good bye seems like a good option to fill in the blank, but we may differ)

Take care

O Draconian Devil…

For those who have read Dan Brown's "The Da Vinci code" this line would point to an anagram. But before you form any opinions in your mind about this post being about Leonardo Da Vinci's Mona Lisa I would say well no. Neither is it in anyway related to Anagrams. And for those who have not read the abovementioned work ignore the above lines but do spare some hours for the book (they won't be wasted).

Am actually going to talk about what are known as draconian regimes. The word Draconian has its origins in the name of an Athenian(Greek) law giver.(Though Draco is the Latin word for dragon as well. ) And a draconian regime is a one with really tough laws( Death penalty for almost everything just because Draco could not think of something worse for people who had committed greater crimes.) Now you might be thinking that the concept of such things is barbaric or rather unfit for any civilized society. But don't we ourselves advocate the tougher laws. "Corrupt babus should be hanged from electricity poles. "(A Supreme Court judge) "Drunk drivers should be executed on the spot"(Freakonomics). "Those who don't bunk classes should be slapped in public"(A classmate whose identity I would like to withhold).

The reason for us advocating such harsh(and hardly human) laws might lie in the fact that the acts for which we seek these punishments lie well outside the boundary of our prescribed code of ethics("ok bunking classes is not included in ethics ;) ) . But however what we do forget is that many times in our life we do land up on what might be "worth-a-capital-punishment" according to someone. Maybe even us. For example just remember the last time when you cursed the politicians for misuse of government facilities while leaving the lights of your own office/room etc. switched on over the weekend. We do often complain about the corrupt cops but when caught while violating some traffic laws we are the ones to offer the cops some "chai paani" to let us off. So it's a paradox that we have in here. For others we want stricter laws and harsh punishments. We want others to be the ideal citizens for us (actually we don't want that either because that way we won't be able to satisfy our egos by criticizing them.) While on our turn of being ideal we want all the laws set aside. Another quote that comes to my mind at this instant is "When others are involved we want justice but when we are involved we want a compromise. " Now it's time to write something that might(no that will) be viewed as stupid idealism but is none the less a fact. The change must start from ourselves and we are the only ones we can only change. Stricter punishments only mean a forced peace. Its just like supressing the symptoms and not the solution. We must be the change the we want in this world and that only is a way to change it.

Apart from this we should not expect that the world to be as virtuous as us. And imposing our virtues on others is actually being the start of following Draco. As an example consider this , "A decorated solider of the first world war, a dedicated patriot, great orator, charismatic leader who wanted his people to hold supremacy in the world.(Sounds like someone with great ideas na.) was actually the person who is viewed as one of the greatest villains of the 20^th century. And for those who have not recognised him, am talking about Hitler. Adolf Hitler he wanted his country and race the be the supreme on earth so he started eradicating competition. And what resulted was the greatest war that man has ever seen.

Drawing to a conclusion all I would say is that be the change that you want in this world but don't expct the world to change with you. Be the forerunner, the foundation stone in what you believe can be a revolution. Because your actions might even make the world a better place to be for the genrations to come.

And if you feel that this was too much non-sense even by Ribhu standards just comment in one word. Stop.

Take care J

God save the King

I read this as a facebook status some time ago , "what does Queen Elizabeth say during the British national anthem. God Save me???."

This reminded me of our very own national anthem. Well I don't like controversies so I usually abstain from putting forth my views on any of the topics that might result in the declaration of a reward for putting my head on a spike. However india's national anthem is one issue that I would like to write upon(People if I go missing don't blame anyone panga maine liya tha J ).

Now coming to the point there has been a controversy surrounding our national anthem and national song for quite some time. Both of these are in a language that is not easily understandable, highly sanskritised Bengali. To add to this the creators of both of these were great poets and as we all know a poem has many meanings (which can be the subjects of Dan Brown's next novel). The controversy about vande mataram is mainly due the fact that it was from a book that favoured the british and told of rebellion by sanyasis aginst the muslim ruler. In the story Vande matram was their say theme song aginst the nawab. So the song has been branded as hindu. Because when I read it I found nothing wrong with it. Read for yourself and decide

(the devnagri version has been taken from Wikipedia

वन्दे
मातरम् // I bow to the mother land
सुजलां
सुफलां
मलयजशीतलाम् // full of natural riches(rivers and fruits)
शस्यशामलां
मातरम्
।

शुभ्रज्योत्स्नापुलकितयामिनीं // moonlight enhancs the night's beauty
फुल्लकुसुमितद्रुमदलशोभिनीं //of the trees and the flowers on their branches
सुहासिनीं
सुमधुर
भाषिणीं // the giver of pleasure divine is the motherland
सुखदां
वरदां
मातरम्
।।
१
।।
वन्दे
मातरम्
।
कोटि-कोटि-कण्ठ-कल-कल-निनाद-कराले // millions of throats sing her praise
कोटि-कोटि-भुजैर्धृत-खरकरवाले, //and millions of arms to protect her
अबला
केन
मा
एत
बले
। //who can call her weak
बहुबलधारिणीं
नमामि
तारिणीं //She is strong and protects us from enemies
रिपुदलवारिणीं
मातरम्
।।
२
।।
वन्दे
मातरम्
।
तुमि
विद्या, तुमि
धर्म // you are the knowledge you are my religion
तुमि
हृदि, तुमि
मर्म // you are my heart and the love that is in it
त्वं
हि
प्राणा: शरीरे // you are my soul and body
बाहुते
तुमि
मा
शक्ति, // my arms have your strength
हृदये
तुमि
मा
भक्ति, // my heart worships only you
तोमारई
प्रतिमा
गडि // I see you image in every shrine
मन्दिरे-मन्दिरे
मातरम्
।।
३
।।
वन्दे
मातरम्
।
त्वं
हि
दुर्गा
दशप्रहरणधारिणी // you are like durga the protector
कमला
कमलदलविहारिणी //you are like Lakshmi the giver of riches
वाणी
विद्यादायिनी, नमामि
त्वाम् // you are like saraswati the giver of riches
नमामि
कमलां
अमलां
अतुलां // I bow to you o incomparable
सुजलां
सुफलां
मातरम्
।।
४
।।
वन्दे
मातरम्
।
श्यामलां
सरलां
सुस्मितां
भूषितां

धरणीं
भरणीं
मातरम्
।।
५
।।
वन्दे
मातरम्
।।

Not all of you are going to agree that this is neutral and secular. But as I said earlier it's the viewpoint. And this is why I wrote some 400 word nonsense on view points. However rest is upon you to decide.

I take your leave again

Take care

Philosophical Gibberish I: The eye of the beholder

You can call it peer pressure if you want to as this post and the few that will follow it were planned after I read some really good blogs in the past few days.(if I read your blog in the past few days and you are reading this then thanks.)

Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder. Is a common saying and I have found it true in many situations throughout my life. But the way I have found it to be true is not only eye but every sense organ. Or rather I should say the mind of the beholder. It is how we train our mind that determines how we look at different situations or events. I must again quote (mind you this post contains a lot of quotes) and SMS that I got "an optimist sees an opportunity in every problem and a pessimist sees a problem in every opportunity. Point of view matters in how we interact with the world around us. To a large extent this point of view or attitude of perceiving the things around us depends only upon us but there are certain situations beyond our control that affect this. The things in our control are our temper and patience that allow us to take the best out of certain situations. Our optimism to a large extent is also in our control. Based upon this we say that the world around us is a large mirror. And now about the things that are beyond our control are our society and upbringing. They do not affect our attitude in general but do enhance or diminish our ability to see the beauty in certain things around us. As an example of this I will take up some examples that I found interesting.

First of all a simple example if you were born and brought up in a hindu family will consider the swastika as sacred an and worship it. But if in Germany they find you worshipping it you might even land up in prison. In the lost symbol there is a line said by Robert Langdon "every Sunday I bow before an ancient device of torture." He was talking about worshiping a cross in a church. So the things actually sound different when you have different cultural mind-set. Apart from the symbols there words in languages that can trigger a totally different as another example the word B**d is an integral part of the human anatomy to us hindi speakers but to the Germans it is their parliament. Thus I can end by saying that the world around us depends partially upon how we choose to look at it and partially upon how our mind has been setup to look at it. But if we learn to appreciate others point of view as well as ours this world might become a slightly if not a much better place to live in.

This post over but the topic is not out. Because my next post is somewhat related to the point of view. In that case it would be the point of view of interpreting a couple of songs.

What songs….. you will know (if by an infinitesimally small chance you are interested)

Until then

Take Care

 

Just about nothing

I am writing after about an year. I tried many times in the past year to write but there is one thing known as laziness and another known as foolishness and well the two of these have contributed a lot in the stagnation of this blog which i now think i can revive. (Don't laugh please though for those who know me it will be hard to control laughter after reading me and think in the same sentence. I too at certain moments have a creative spark.)

So i was last talking about professor Snape and windows 7. But now these topics seem somewhat not so good to talk because J K Rowling is working hard on an enclyopedia (how do you spell the damn word.) of harry potter and will definitely describe snape better than a 22 year old with the intellectual capacity of an empty coke bottle that is absolutely zero.

Well today is September the fifth 2009 and first sessionals (or mid sem exams as they call them here) have just left us shocked. The world meanwhile has changed a lot since my last post. The bout of recession we had an year ago is over though prices continue to burn a hole in the common man's pocket. There is a deadly new virus out there killing people that has been transmitted from the pigs. Barack Obama has taken over as the president of the US (like i care) and people a not exactly happy with his policies. Meanwhile here in India congress has again won the general elections. Now coming to the news that i like J K Rowling is said to be working on the harry potter encyclopedia ( Again) , Dan Brown's the lost symbol is 10 days away. A really nice movie called quick gun murugan has hit the theatres. Windows 7 is coming on October 22^nd just after Diwali and office 2010 is due next year (duh). The nagayan series of nagraj comics is over (you know nagraj na) it was great but the final 4 pages disappointed me. :P . Chetan Bhagat has also been silent for almost an year now i hope he dishes out the 4^th book soon. Else if you have read till here and are already feeling sleepy (you cannot be asleep because you are reading this. ) please do leave a comment. So that i can improve upon it . Even if you think the above lines were a total waste of bloggers resources do write something J

Will write soon

Take care

 

    

Snapedas-II

Mr. Snape as far as I know was still not able to believe and live with the fact that his wife the girl he loved was a witch. And Emmile was shocked that his husband was uneasy about her being a witch. This uneasiness soon took the form of arguments in the Snape household and shouting and yelling became a regular feature of that old house located at a street named 'Spinners end'.

When young Severus got to his senses, instead of the love of his parents he witnessed bitter fights for the first eight or so years of his life. All he could do was to cower in a corner while his parents shouted their lungs out on each other this kind of environment can't be called good for the upbringing of any child. Severus Snape was exposed to domestic violence since the very beginning causing his feelings to be little blunt till the very end. But that's not something to talk about right now.

Poverty was another issue as in his childhood Snape is described as a skinny boy. "His black hair was overlong and his clothes were so mismatched that it looked deliberate: too short jeans, a shabby, overlarge coat that might have belonged to a grown man, an odd smocklike shirt." These show that the Snapes were not well to do. Or it can be Mr. Snape's loathing for wizards that made him neglect his own son. Frustrated from his domestic conditions Severus proffered to spend time in a park near his house. His poverty made him shabby and the conditions of his house made him introvert. Two qualities which did not attract friends to him. Severus stood there all alone passing his time in the park. Until one when he was nine or ten he saw two girls playing on the swings. One of them named Lily was taking her swing high into the air and then descending gently the other one (called Tuny) did not seem amused by the fact that her sister can do such a feat. Tuny was rather scared. This was the time when Severus frits talked to Lily Evans to tell her that she was a witch. None of the girls seemed impressed by his rudeness. But as our hero later explained that being a witch meant that she was able to do magic. Eventually after a few meetings Lily accepted the truth. Thus Severus found a friend in a neighborhood girl who shared the same gift as himself. Lily Evans was the first person whom Severus Sanpe believed in and with whom he shared all his heart. For Lily Severus was his guide to a new and unexplored world to which she was to belong and for Severus Lily was his first and only true friend.

Meanwhile our villain Tom Marvolo Riddle made himself a new name "Lord Voldemort" and had left the scene for sometime in the search of immortality. He was to return soon. Having divided his soul into several parts and placing them in shells named horcruxes so that even if his body was destroyed his soul remained earthbound. He upon his return was to unleash a movement for the purification (as per his terms) of the wizarding race. And his return was timed around the tenth birthdays of Lily and Severus. Voldemort gathered forces under the name "The Death Eaters" and started his quest for power. This started a war in the wizarding world. The first wizarding war as it is called; lasted for ten years.

I now leave this story here and again take your leave with a promise to return soon.

Until then take care

J

The Ballad of the parabolic reflector

This was supposed to be submitted to a teacher of ours but due to sound advice by some of my friends I resisted the fatal temptation. Read for yourselves

Of a parabolic reflector we sat, Task whose noble is to reverberate a ray.

It makes a spherical wavefront plane, providing along with some directive gain.

But a wave plane which should have been carries now lobes minor along its being.

If isotropic had the source been the wavefront would have been clean.

But alas directive is the nature it knows, causing the cause of a few minor lobes.

The parabola as known to all thin and fat is but a curve drawn on a surface flat.

4ax=y² its equation and extend we will to 3-D this condition.

A paraboloid we thus incarnate 4fx=y²+z² being the equation great if about the axis does the parabola rotate.

For a reflector given in the above manner i.e. to which the equation does describe has a length focal of f says the scribe.

To these words you may heed we may mutilate to a reflector by the addition of a feed.

At the focus the feed finds place radiates which energy into free space.

Space is a harsh word to say, as reflector is the only thing that in our mind should stay.

Though this information is redundant but a car headlight is its form most abundant.

Also we may fail to notice; but in a dish for the DTH service.

Parabolic is the shape of 'ts locus concentrating rays upon the focus.

Gain a large does this device grant with a beamwidht that is scant.

A horn antenna we do apply at the seed whose task is to act as a feed.

We may also use a simple dipole to make our way to the same goal.

Now is the turn of Cassegain astronomy whose subject was main.

Good or bad we shan't say dut known are his deeds to the present day.

In an antenna of his type, placed at the vertex; the source is without any hype.

Another reflector we place in the shape of hyperbolied exactly reader at the focus of the paraboloied.

Reflected from hyperboloid the rays seem as spherically originated at the focus have they been.

This contraption does eliminate the problem which directivity did create.

A cost for this we have to pay, beam in certain regions does not stay.

A polarization twisting we may use to make this effect diffuse.

 

This ends the ballad hope you liked it

Now those who were expecting part 2 of Snapedas or counting to 7 am sorry will upload as soon as possible.

Take care

J