A few days ago my computer crashed, I believe it did so in order to prove it's existence, that is to say that it crashed to shout at me and say that it could crash whenever it wanted to.
In moments of any sort of doubt related to computers etc, the first couple of names that come to my mind (or to the mind of anyone in my class are...) Pandey and Nishant, two whiz-kids who are so damn good at troubleshooting that they have made the rest of us complacent and lazy.
I called both of them, here's a record of the different reactions...
Self-Pandey! My computer's crashed, I need to fix it...there's a repair option....I have a CD, what should I do?
Pandey-(alert)-What! How? When? Ok do as I tell you, start the computer once again, boot from the cd.....then do this...and that...
Self-Dude it's leaving me at a DOS prompt and I know nought of operating in DOS, 'help!'
Pandey-wait dude, let me get hold of the CD myself, I will go thru stuff...and I will call you again...
(...later...)
Pandey-Dude! Have you tried working out this...?
Self-Yeah I have, to no avail,
Pandey-No, dont worry, I am on it!
A call to Nishant Singh the Stalker...and the following conversation transpired.
Self-Stalker! My computer's crashed, I need to fix it...there's a repair option....I have a CD, what should I do?
Stalker-(sleepily)-format it...
Self-but there's a repair option...and...
Stalker-Format it.
Self-But it shows...
Stalker-Format it.
Self-Are you sleeping?
Stalker-Format it.
That's stalker for you, clear and to the point...
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Sunday, December 16, 2007
The Intelligent Wish (Part 1+)
R.
He must have been a rather good poser, otherwise it is hard to comprehend how someone can change so quickly.
I have been, no I had been his friend for over a couple of years before he changed. In fact he was the first guy I could completely relate to in my college. We lived in adjoining rooms, had identical interests and basically were so alike it was hard for us not to become friends. He didn't give a damn about studies, so did I. We always talked about the goddman system and how we should escape it. We talked about larger than life ideas, personal rebellions, always the wish to do something new and not fall in to the trap of a 'routine.' There was one thing that he did not want was mediocrity.
He was a little weak in studies, and coupled with the fact that he did not take his academics seriously he faltered in his exams. He never failed but his grades were always low. And the stupid assholes of my class used to judge him at this value, they didn't see much beyond what he was academically, instead they saw him as a joker, an aimless idiot who they could laugh with when he was with them and laugh at when he wasn't. I hate people who do that.
I scored slightly better than him, but this never hindered our friendship. Not until...
I used to tell him about those who laughed behind his back, I knew it always broke his heart because he thought of everyone as his friend and he refused to believe in me, but he knew it was true. He said, "Give those guys a chance yaar, they are our classmates. They can't be as bad as they seem to be."
I said, "No you idiot, you don't realise. The other day I overheard A--- and B--- talking about you, and the only conclusion that one could draw from all their talk was that you were a Class A weirdo. Nothing more, nothing less."
He laughed and said, "Well maybe they are right, after all they are the toppers of the batch."
"Stop being such a simpleton! They are not right, they are just a bunch of losers!"
He would smile and say, "Then you are right, and this discussion is worthless, let's not waste time on it shall we?" And that would be the end of that.
I.
It was the middle of first year, and it was raining heavily that day. I was sitting with my friends S--- and S--- at the shed near the tea shop when he suddenly came running towards me all drenched and dripping and said that he wanted to talk to me, when I asked him what was it about he told me that he was in love with me.
As simple as that.
My friends were staring at me, everyone else at the teashop was staring at me, including the owner. I could literally feel my cheeks going red with shame, and all I remember asking him was why did he think that way. He said he didn't know why but he was sure of it, then he looked around and saw that everybody was staring at us.
Then as soon as he realised the situation he said 'Whoops!' or something and went running back into the rain with the same abruptness as he had come.
My friends started laughing, and soon they were joined by everyone else present, and all I could do was hang my head in shame. I felt I was the victim of some kind of a practical joke, but I wasn't the one laughing.
Later in the evening, I called him up, he sounded elated when he heard my voice, and the first thing the silly boy said was "So what is your answer?"
I felt so angry, I said, "My answer is this.." and I vented out all my frustration on him, calling him names, I asked him who did he think he was, I shouted at him for making a joke of me in front of everyone. I was met with silence in the reply. I asked him, "Don't you have anything to say for yourself?"
He said, "Look you are too angry to talk right now, so I'll call you later."
When my anger did subside, I realized that the whole morning situation indeed was funny, when the image of him running back into the rain came to my mind. I almost felt sorry for him.
After about half an hour I recieved an sms, 'i am too much of a coward to call you, i just want to make this clear that my intentions were never what you think, i guess i have hurt you enough, please forget the existence of _____ from your life, i will never bother you again'
I thought maybe I had overdone the shouting part when I had called him, so I called him again but he didnt pick up the phone. I called him several times but he didn't answer, so I sent him a message telling him that I might have shouted a bit too much on him, and that he shouldn't take things seriously so early in life. He replied asking for me to meet him, I agreed because I wanted to make him understand things from my point of view.
I guess I should not have agreed to meet him in the first place.
He must have been a rather good poser, otherwise it is hard to comprehend how someone can change so quickly.
I have been, no I had been his friend for over a couple of years before he changed. In fact he was the first guy I could completely relate to in my college. We lived in adjoining rooms, had identical interests and basically were so alike it was hard for us not to become friends. He didn't give a damn about studies, so did I. We always talked about the goddman system and how we should escape it. We talked about larger than life ideas, personal rebellions, always the wish to do something new and not fall in to the trap of a 'routine.' There was one thing that he did not want was mediocrity.
He was a little weak in studies, and coupled with the fact that he did not take his academics seriously he faltered in his exams. He never failed but his grades were always low. And the stupid assholes of my class used to judge him at this value, they didn't see much beyond what he was academically, instead they saw him as a joker, an aimless idiot who they could laugh with when he was with them and laugh at when he wasn't. I hate people who do that.
I scored slightly better than him, but this never hindered our friendship. Not until...
I used to tell him about those who laughed behind his back, I knew it always broke his heart because he thought of everyone as his friend and he refused to believe in me, but he knew it was true. He said, "Give those guys a chance yaar, they are our classmates. They can't be as bad as they seem to be."
I said, "No you idiot, you don't realise. The other day I overheard A--- and B--- talking about you, and the only conclusion that one could draw from all their talk was that you were a Class A weirdo. Nothing more, nothing less."
He laughed and said, "Well maybe they are right, after all they are the toppers of the batch."
"Stop being such a simpleton! They are not right, they are just a bunch of losers!"
He would smile and say, "Then you are right, and this discussion is worthless, let's not waste time on it shall we?" And that would be the end of that.
I.
It was the middle of first year, and it was raining heavily that day. I was sitting with my friends S--- and S--- at the shed near the tea shop when he suddenly came running towards me all drenched and dripping and said that he wanted to talk to me, when I asked him what was it about he told me that he was in love with me.
As simple as that.
My friends were staring at me, everyone else at the teashop was staring at me, including the owner. I could literally feel my cheeks going red with shame, and all I remember asking him was why did he think that way. He said he didn't know why but he was sure of it, then he looked around and saw that everybody was staring at us.
Then as soon as he realised the situation he said 'Whoops!' or something and went running back into the rain with the same abruptness as he had come.
My friends started laughing, and soon they were joined by everyone else present, and all I could do was hang my head in shame. I felt I was the victim of some kind of a practical joke, but I wasn't the one laughing.
Later in the evening, I called him up, he sounded elated when he heard my voice, and the first thing the silly boy said was "So what is your answer?"
I felt so angry, I said, "My answer is this.." and I vented out all my frustration on him, calling him names, I asked him who did he think he was, I shouted at him for making a joke of me in front of everyone. I was met with silence in the reply. I asked him, "Don't you have anything to say for yourself?"
He said, "Look you are too angry to talk right now, so I'll call you later."
When my anger did subside, I realized that the whole morning situation indeed was funny, when the image of him running back into the rain came to my mind. I almost felt sorry for him.
After about half an hour I recieved an sms, 'i am too much of a coward to call you, i just want to make this clear that my intentions were never what you think, i guess i have hurt you enough, please forget the existence of _____ from your life, i will never bother you again'
I thought maybe I had overdone the shouting part when I had called him, so I called him again but he didnt pick up the phone. I called him several times but he didn't answer, so I sent him a message telling him that I might have shouted a bit too much on him, and that he shouldn't take things seriously so early in life. He replied asking for me to meet him, I agreed because I wanted to make him understand things from my point of view.
I guess I should not have agreed to meet him in the first place.
Yellow Submarine
I got the chance to watch this movie that I had intended to after a long time. An animated film with pyschedelic covers and based on the music of the Beatles (mostly the post 1965 era). It contains various references to Beatles songs, and the puns are funny not boring.
Plus all the great songs that are incorporated as part of the soundtrack, added to the highly unrealistic animation, it was totally a work of art...
The songs used in the movie were
Plus all the great songs that are incorporated as part of the soundtrack, added to the highly unrealistic animation, it was totally a work of art...
The songs used in the movie were
- "Yellow Submarine"
- "Hey Bulldog"
- "Eleanor Rigby"
- "Love You To"
- "All Together Now"
- "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds"
- "Think for Yourself"
- "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band"
- "With a Little Help from My Friends"
- "Baby You're a Rich Man"
- "Only a Northern Song"
- "All You Need Is Love"
- "When I'm Sixty-Four"
- "Nowhere Man"
- "It's All Too Much"
Saturday, December 15, 2007
The Intelligent Wish (Part 1)
R.
I knew him before, I don't know him now.
He wasn't like this before, and there's a part of me that still hopes that he changes. He was much better when he wasn't like this. But to the world that doesnt care, he has become superman. He has become all that the system wanted him to be, he has submitted...he is a perfect fit.
I cannot pin point the exact date, but it was one year ago. Before that he was different. He was my friend, he was everybody's friend. The gentle guy, the nice guy, the funny guy.
I have tried talking to him about this, I have tried to fight with him about this, I have even tried to get him drunk and explain, nothing works. He has become stronger, and in the process he has become stubborn.
I remember when he literally pushed me out of his room, telling me that I was coming in his sphere of things, and that I was eating into his space, and his ambition. That was the first time he had talked to me like that, but not the last time.
I remember the time when he did not behave like this, and when he was so easy going that it was a great relief just to have him around. Something went wrong somewhere, and I cant quite figure out what and when.
He was my greatest friend, all the good times we had, they all seem just a part of some long lost memory. Of a friend who has moved away.
T.
What can I tell you about him, he is the best there is. He wasn't always like this, he was generally foolish. But in the past one year he has overshot us all, he has become a source of inspiration and admiration for all of us.
I mean what can I say, he used to hang around my room during examination times just to get enough information so that he may pass the exams, but now his intelligence amazes me. Infact there are some areas where he is even better than me. I remember during the last exams, there were certain subjects where I had doubts and I went to ask him.
Yeah I guess he was slightly rude and brusque, but I think that is part of his objectivity.
No I dont think that I am scared of him, or even vary of him. He has risen as a great competitor. And I respect him for that.
K.
Not that I can tell much about him. He wasnt really a part of my friends circle, we all considered him to be some sort of blabbering fool. Yeah he was fun to be around, like a joker or someone.
One thing is for sure, he isn't as funny as he used to be. He has stuck his head in studies or something, but I don't know, he always was a weirdo. So there's nothing I can say for or against him.
No it doesnt make any difference to me.
I.
The saddest thing is, I was almost in love with him.
I knew him before, I don't know him now.
He wasn't like this before, and there's a part of me that still hopes that he changes. He was much better when he wasn't like this. But to the world that doesnt care, he has become superman. He has become all that the system wanted him to be, he has submitted...he is a perfect fit.
I cannot pin point the exact date, but it was one year ago. Before that he was different. He was my friend, he was everybody's friend. The gentle guy, the nice guy, the funny guy.
I have tried talking to him about this, I have tried to fight with him about this, I have even tried to get him drunk and explain, nothing works. He has become stronger, and in the process he has become stubborn.
I remember when he literally pushed me out of his room, telling me that I was coming in his sphere of things, and that I was eating into his space, and his ambition. That was the first time he had talked to me like that, but not the last time.
I remember the time when he did not behave like this, and when he was so easy going that it was a great relief just to have him around. Something went wrong somewhere, and I cant quite figure out what and when.
He was my greatest friend, all the good times we had, they all seem just a part of some long lost memory. Of a friend who has moved away.
T.
What can I tell you about him, he is the best there is. He wasn't always like this, he was generally foolish. But in the past one year he has overshot us all, he has become a source of inspiration and admiration for all of us.
I mean what can I say, he used to hang around my room during examination times just to get enough information so that he may pass the exams, but now his intelligence amazes me. Infact there are some areas where he is even better than me. I remember during the last exams, there were certain subjects where I had doubts and I went to ask him.
Yeah I guess he was slightly rude and brusque, but I think that is part of his objectivity.
No I dont think that I am scared of him, or even vary of him. He has risen as a great competitor. And I respect him for that.
K.
Not that I can tell much about him. He wasnt really a part of my friends circle, we all considered him to be some sort of blabbering fool. Yeah he was fun to be around, like a joker or someone.
One thing is for sure, he isn't as funny as he used to be. He has stuck his head in studies or something, but I don't know, he always was a weirdo. So there's nothing I can say for or against him.
No it doesnt make any difference to me.
I.
The saddest thing is, I was almost in love with him.
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