Ressurection

There is one thing to start a blog and just another to maintain one. It's been three year since I started mine and the postings have been few. I am a lazy bum let me confess but same has been the fate of some of the other blogs whose authors I consider more dedicated than me. Last Two years of mine have been largely spend on the couch or bed. Got nothing better to do after droping out of MCA. Spend One year just lazing around and second one chasing around a dignified job. Now that a job looks in the sight hopefully coming days will be spend doing more productive work then watching TV, Movies  and wandering here and there like a Vagabond (वहशी in Udru/Hindi souds much deadly) .

This is second ressurection of sorts(Read previous one posted in april'06). Hopefully no third time ressurection will be required but considering the earlier confession third post on similar lines is a  definate possibility 

It's been a while

It's been a while
Since I could hold my head up high
and it's been a while
Since I first saw you
It's been a while
since i could stand on my own two feet again
and it's been a while
since i could call you
But everything I can't remember as fucked up as it may seem
the consequences that I've rendered
I've stretched myself beyond my means

It's been a while
since i could say that i wasn't addicted and
It's been a while
Since I could say I love myself as well and
It's been a while
Since I've gone and fucked things up just like i always do
It's been a while
But all that shit seems to disappear when i'm with you
But everything I can't remember as fucked up as it may seem
the consequences that I've rendered
I've gone and fucked things up again

Why must i feel this way?
just make this go away
just one more peaceful day

Its been awhile
Since I could lok at myself straight
and it's been awhile
since i said i'm sorry
It's been awhile
Since I've seen the way the candles light your face
It's been awhile
But I can still remember just the way you taste
But everything I can't remember as fucked up as it may seem
I know it's me i cannot blame this on my father
he did the best he could for me

It's been a while
Since I could hold my head up high
and it's been a while since i said i'm sorry

by Staind

and Finally the reunion !!

The much awaited reunion of the 2004 BCA batch was finally held on a rather cloudy Sunday the 3rd of June. The first reunion of sorts had a very humble attendance for a class of around 80 only 6 were present but anyway a beginning has been made and hopefully next time the participants will be more bringing in more excitement.

It was wonderful to meet these guys after such a long time to discuss old crushes and take digs at each other and to see some "GM" ditch as ever. The best part is life has not changed these people and the rawness and mischievousness is still very much part of them .

I thoroughly enjoyed the mellow evening spend at colva hopefully the next reunion will take place soon and will be much more exiting .

:-)

These days I think too much ...... and write too little

First Time ....... n Bang on Target

First time is always tricky ain't it ??? So what is it like for man to walk into kitchen for the first time intending to make something sensible which can fill over his hungry belly ?? OK agreed ... previosly my rendezvous in kitchen with stove and other stuff have been there , but they all were real quickies mainly for a cup of coffee or to help out our master cooks in quaters with cutting the stuff . Necessity is mother of all inventions they say ... and I cannot help but to agree. Necessity at least invented/discovered "The Cook" in me read on :

It was Sunday so my ever crowded quaters was empty there was Sushant in the morning though, but he too disappeared (must have given up lookin at : mein bed se uthneka naam nahi le raha tha).So when I finally woke up at around 5.30 afternoon and sat on the bed I found some heavy banging going inside my head (ouuuch sumbodies still bangin in der).after a quick wash I realised I had not eaten anything for the whole day and boyyy there were only some six and half more hours to go for the day to end. That was the time I really felt the pressure (fire in the belly). There was nothing in stomach and the gems ("gire" as we call dem in konkani) were desperate to eat my liver,intestines or whatever more there is in there . I had finished my quota of biscuits and other eatables so went down in the kitchen to look for hunt unfortunately there was nothing in there as well . I sat down for some time thinking about what to do I calculated my options. I had had some nasty OUTSIDE food for last couple of days and I did not have enough energy to walk all the way to Vinod's (place where my extra special Goan taste buds find solace). The decision was made it was going to be the plain , simple and very goan the "PEJ" in other words Kanji to be made by me.

I started the long walk to Bappa's (yeh its the same Shoppin center or so in University as you people know it). When I finally reached Bappa's the first thing I made sure , there was flavourd milk available. I ordered two packets and gulped them down my throat as soon as possible after that as they say Mere Jaan Mein Jaan aa gayi .I explained my plan to bappa and asked him to give me half kilo of rice. The expericed(Janna-toh) man that he is he told me even quarter kilo of rice will be too much for me I took the suggestion and told him to pack only a 1/4 kilo of rice for me and also a pack of pickle (I know people who know my eatin habbits will be laughing like hell but yeh I ordered PICKLEE) after shopping I found Uttam (he is my senior who always bumps into me at the right time .... I mean whenever I need him) .Uttam as I know is quite a cook so my cooking tutorial began from bappa's to my way back to Quaters . Uttam told me many things like ,Use only half of quater kilo rice . put three times more water then rice and so on and so forth ....

When I finally reached quaters and put the mix of water and rice (@ the ratio 3:1 I dint forget that :-)) I realized I had forgotten to ask Uttam about the IMPORTANT ingredient.. the salt yaar!! ........ how much salt to put ??? This time I said to myself no asking around trusting whatever the cook there is in me , I took around quater spoon salt put it in the mix kept it on heater looked at the stuff for some time. After some minutes there was nothing to do and someone again started knocking in my head I thought may be a bath will calm down the devil in there so I went for bath .

After I finished my bath I came down to see the fully prepared rice .... I don't know how many of you have seen it but rice looks very lively when it is dancing in (with) boiling water. The ice looked perfectly cooked. I was like oh !! I .... how ..do I say that ... I was like euphoric finally there was a dish made by me. I brought preparation down from heater. After the initial hoopla which lasted for around 15 seconds Biology took over the proceedings. It was time to Karo Bismillah. So I put the preparation in plate took a piece of pickle and tasted it. Bang it tasted heaven it was like I hit the bulls eye the rice was cooked perfectly , the water was perfect even the amount of salt put was just right ...... time was running out for me ...... 10 minutes and the PEJ (and the pickle) wass over !!!!

And Here I come again ..........

Break !! Yeah thats something all of us need dont we ? So I am back after a not so well deserved break ... almost a year since the last post and here I am bytin in something. So why am I back ???? Two most amazing things bring me back to the blogging arena again number one Controversy and the second being Relationships. My last post has been quite a topic of discussion almost after a year when Pele marketed it (advertising as they say is the necessary EVIL).The year gone by has been eventful some of them very ecxiting some ..... not so much ..

Much of my writing has gone unrecorded ...... the lost pages ... lost books unsaved documents and formatted pcs.

Anyway watch out ..... more things coming up soon ..... and mind you no more controversies ..... hopefully :-)

Enjoi!!!

Love Bug(din't) bite me ....................... !!!!

So ... Its season .You probably thinking of summer ???...... hey chill ...... its been months since Feb 14th passed by but ..but people .....people it seems are still in da mood ........ so Br*****'s crazy about *****. P***'s dating E!......... .Si******'s ok leave it... i wont try to name probably this blog will be full of names if i do that . Sa***** scrates his head and wastes some hours thinking about **t**. Ad**** still hides his fellings for ******a. Su..........u still gets signals and dosn't shy away from naming his top 5 (10 if he is x-tited).

All this is fine.People, it seems are bitten by the bug the LOVE bug ........ but hey there is survivor and its none other than ME.

Advantage Me :

Dont Have to spend on birthday gifts.

Dont have to remebmer BirThdays
(Think of all the torture remembering those dates in HISTORY class)

No Phone calls so save some money ( N GOD !!!! thats Scarce)

Extra time to Listen to some cool Music ( N not to GFs daat)

and

last

but NOT the least

NO HeartBreaks (That Hurts does'nt it??(u tell me))

n who said Love has to inspire u to write poems??

don't agree?? Check this out.........................................

Roses are Red ,Violets are Blue
My love for you will never be True

In this journey of life If we ever meet
remember!!!
Roads do meet,
but when they meet they r called cross roads
that cross means NO

My FFiiiirst Post

Hello..........hello..... Hey !!.......SO......Finally I'm here writing my blog huh..!!! was thinkin bout it for quite sometime but............. OK.. gotta thank couple of people around me who write blogs and who sought of inspired (i know its kinda heavyweight word) to write my blog. Firstly to DP Sarkar aka debu or simply Sarkar. Debu is Open Source Supporter ----->Hard Rock fan ----->late night(or should i say early morning :-) )sleeper. So expect some "on your face" stuff in his blog.Debu writes his blog at pintooo15.livejournal.com
Secondly to pele....................Pele feeds in some weird bits in his blog check it out at pele-travasso.blogspot.com ;) Don't forget to check out blog on A13 its about the ultracoooool place on UniGoa campus where I stay with my friends