3 Kings and a Jack

Formula 1 could well be rated the most glamorous sport in present day world. With other sports catching up on this speed extravaganza, F1 might still manage to be a shade superior. The billions of pounds pumped in stand as a testimony. I am not saying that its pay cheques or the research figures in the ‘business’ but it is by far the most engineered sport. Passion revs up at 20000 rpm on the straights and enthusiasm propels life at 5 times gravity on the trickiest of chicanes. Though the FIA is infallibly trying to make the sport safer, year after year records have been broken. With the onset of yet another season, though it still stands about more than two months of painstaking testing, it surely promises a lot more than it has done in the past.

“I don’t support any racer or team, it is the game I live for” well that has always been my getaway statement each time I have been asked whether I was pro-schumi or the other way. I have loved every bit of the excitement; to a list a few:

It talks about 3 Kings of the Trade and a JACK …

Fernendo Alonso:

Better known as: Youngest F1 Champion

I like him for: ENTHUSIASM. That comes with keenness and a fantasy to win. The way he challenged Michael Schumacher, I respect him for the COURAGE.

I hate him for: TREACHARY. Ditched Renault and left for Mclaren. Can’t wait to see a previously overshadowed Fissichela beat the hell out of him in the Renault.

Michael Schumacher:

Also known as: Greatest F1 racer EVER – Legend – Laps of God

I like him for: SPEED. Others took three pit stops, he took two and won. Did it the other way, and still won. Spun, started from 20^th position and won again. A recap of all in the last race again – If there was ever a God for Racing, he drove a FERRARI.

I hate him for: POPULARITY. It is his popularity that’s got him all the accusations to be a cheater and a spoilt sport.

Kimi Raikkonnen:

Also Known as: The Iceman

I like him for: AGGRESSION and he is a FIN. Love to see his anxiety to get ahead of the leader on the first lap itself.

I hate him for: TOO AGGRESSIVE. The Mclaren didn’t respond well. Try it on the Ferrari – He’ll win for sure.

Jaques Villeneuve:

Also known as: Captain Bonkers – Jack Attack – Son of the legendary racer Giles Villeneuve

I like him for: Extremely UNPREDICTABLE moves on the field that has stunned racers and most significantly Steve Slater (the christener of all the above mentioned names). Today he stands not more than a badly paid champion from an acme of being the world champion (year 1997).

I hate him for: NOTHING. Who hates entertainment? If F1 was entertainment, he is my choice.

KEEP CHECKING THIS SPACE FOR MORE F1 Related BLOGGING.

ATLANTIS

So finally i am back after a log time........ Anyways cud have written during exams....but avoided it so that i don't blurt out my frustrations on my blog....looks bad for future record.

So the vacations have finally begun and the Mathura trip also stands canceled courtesy extreme weather in the north and more so me and tinku's reluctance to waste ten precious days of vacations in a freezer.

Again falling short of anything to write on so here i chose my fav topic......if u haven't guessed yet..... CARS

Just the next day of the last exam i went to the book fair at Vashi station and was looking for a particular book by a last century Russian writer by the name Fyodor Dostoevsky. Obviously cudnt find that book owing to the fact that it was published in 1891. But found another title by the same author. Anyways as i was busy searching for my stuff, Sunny managed to grab the only thing he can think of reading. It was a magazine, not more than 150 pages, but worth more than thousand pages of jeffrey archer or sideney sheldon. Again sunny at his best. He found the UK edition of the mag F1 Racing. obviously we grabbed one and flipped thru the pages......BLISS

Sunny took it home and i cudnt wait to put my hands on it. Went back the next day and grabbed the only copy left of a diff edition. Also managed to search through the sea of shitty native cousins of playboy, awesome stuff like MOTORSPORT anniversary special(400 pages of absolute heaven) and some others like BMW M3 special edition and Jaguar Heritage. I was supposed to wait for my mom to proceed with the boring, once in a six month shopping routines. Cudnt find a place to sit down and read the stuff....... so sat down at the footpath near centre one under a tree shade and glanced thru the entire F1 racing edition. Then chose to read an article. It was on sudden change of team technical directors in the red bull racing team before the start of 2005 season.

Reading on i realised how politics and the usual ill feeling we find in ppl around us are more prevalent in the million dollar sport. I knew it wud be there but not at such levels like team owner and technical director. The whole outcome of the article was that the owner of the red bull team (an Austrian billionaire) sacked the tech dir just because he was not an Austrian but a Britishers. On the other hand the guy sacked is considered as the best and the most respected tech guy in the F1 circuit.

Was really shocking but in a way, subtle. Just made me think that we keep wining about the sick profs and the system around us for restricting our potential and making our lives miserable. But is there any escape to it?????

Is there anyplace where u wont find this? Where u wont be manipulated for the greater gain of the society? Where u wont have to sacrifice for the good of ppl around u???? Where u will be free to work on the basis of merit and not as a money earning machine?????

I think, at the back of our mind we all know that there isn't any. And we all know that there cannot be any. Coz such feelings are always associated with human nature, of which we ourselves are the architect.

Anyways i know of such a place, though fictitious, but i must admit it has played a very important part in reshaping my life. Its called ATLANTIS. ATLANTIS according to the writings of PLATO was a island which had a similar story like our world today, but 11,000 years ago, according to Greek mythology. I came across it in Ayn Rand's Atlas Shrugged. She has given that name to a place which is a very important aspect of the whole story.

If anyone is interested to know what happened to atlantis 11,000 years ago, and maybe, i strongly believe, will be the end of this age on earth. Just click here. Might sound too filmy or senti i guess, but kind of self assuring.

A weak hope that the ATLANTIS as described in Atlas Shrugged should exist, and one day i will find it, keeps me going.

'IF'

Now that sunny has given a glimpse of the 'LIFE', we engineers are subjected to, heres a bit of a different take on life.

I came upon this poem over the net, written by the great Rudyard Kipling in 1895. I am too lazy to pen down my thoughts in a poem. i came across it reading about AYN RAND. This was the poem which was read at her grave. Kind of a perfect choice to pay her a tribute.

Anyways here it is

'IF'
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!


Nothing more i can say, except that the whole essence of life and in a way this blog by three of us (me, sunny and aarohan) is said in so few a lines. My favourite lines are highlighted in a different color. I hope everyone can identify with these modest lines.

NO MORE PROGRAMS AND ALGOS- BACK TO BUSINESS

Studying a silly subject on computers was always the last things I would have wanted to do from the day I had taken up MECHANICAL engineering. Subjects like C, C++, Data Structures, SQL, Visual Basics and now CAD/CAM have always stepped on my weakest nerve. And after 7 grueling semesters, each containing programs and algorithms of varying sizes and blood sucking capabilities, it is FINALLY over.

And what a way to end this ‘percentage lowering factor’, just the way it has been always. 50 marks of CAD (Computer aided Design) and I attempted as much as half of it. Frankly speaking I didn’t even know bits and pieces worth 50 marks including options and of whatever I knew I was so jaded to heave it down my pen.

Of the COMPLETE one hour that I prearranged to write my last rites of computers linked subject, I could only manage to do so in the most untidy handwriting. Even a lame passerby (I mean the supervisor) gave me a bizarre look the moment he saw me scribble some crap on a very good quality Mumbai University Answer Sheet.

The reason of my complete disinterest in these subjects is purely because of the thought that ‘If I were to do all the computer programming, what would the computer engineers be paid for?’ I can’t see this happen to my friends from computer engineering.

However some might claim that a basic knowledge of computers can be handy for any person, but why the f*** do we have to do hard core programming. And to top it all theory straight from mars which only aliens can comprehend from typically available notes and Xeroxes. Ok fine, I know to run my computer, understand standard application programs, play the most complicated of games and also format and reinstall my PC. Isn’t that good enough for a Mechanical Engineer?

The worst part of this story is that; Mechanical/Civil/Electrical Engineers are constantly subjected to repetitive dumbing down by Computers/IT/Electronics/Telecommunication Engineers. I recall of what once a neighbor of my friend once told him after he got into VJTI Mech, “Kyun beta marks kam mille the jo mekanikal (mechanical) liya, kumputar (computer) ya IT nahi milla kya. Mekanikal ka koi scope nahi hai”. I don’t say that computers is bad and mech is the best. The point I am trying to make is that a mech engineer does not get the respect that a computer engineer gets just because there isn’t much money involved into it. Truly this false belief is shaken by the placements figures of my batch. The placement percentage is very high (with almost everyone placed) and extremely fancy packages as compared to what a computer/IT based company would offer.

So all you fellow mechies (if any reading it), the world is waiting for you (Looking at past activities, Pune would very soon have more than 5000 acres of automobile industry waiting for all of you.). For all those who have taken mechanical engineer for the love of it, the opportunity is just the Mumbai-Pune Expressway away.

To end it - Computer Programming for me is FINALLY OVER. I am back to my business – I call it – Mechanical Engineering.

ITS an HONOR....

Hey....... i get a chance to share my ideas and view point on the INTERNET (arguably the brightest idea concieved by the human race in modren era). Thanks to firstly the Internet itself and then to my dear firend DG for inviting me to be a part of this cult (and save me the pain of creating a blog myself). Thats what true friends are for. Secondly its a pleasure to see my name with the likes of DG and SUNNY (Two geniuses who continue to be a source of inspiration for me). Well this post being introductory let me first clear any deceptions that might result due to the names that you come across on this blog.

For starters: myself "ARROWS" a name i acquired moreso because people at my college found it awfully painful to call out AAROHAN everytime they needed me (which they very often did); and not because of any quality that i exhibit.... infact if you take arrows to be synonymous with speed, that name could be a perfect antithesis to my characteristics. The name of the creator of this blog took me by shock when i heard it first; for i have known him for the better part of our lives and people fondly called him Deepak/Gudda but never had anyone thought of calling him DG. Another example is our very own "Sunny" rings some bells, well if you think this guy is gonna add sunlight to your life...... you are in for some big surprises, he can light up your life to such an extent that before you can even realise you are blinded.

Well thats it for now, hope to keep my presense being felt more often than not. In for some gooooooood time with my school buddies doing something together..... last time I did this was in FE when we set out on a mission to create our first robot (with nominal inputs from me).

On a mission to spread good will,
call me aarohan.


P.S.- This couldn't have ended without the mention of our friend Junior aka JUNAID who is very busy for most of the time and a little busy for the rest.

Reference book for LIFE

The very first thing I would do here is apologize, apologize, apologize(ok no rakhi sawant here!!!!!) for venting my frustration out in the last post. Was kind of irritated with everything out here, so vented that on my blog.

But looking towards the brighter aspect of things I once again feel there’s some hope left and maybe things will look good someday. Or maybe we will start looking at things in a better manner.

Nothing particular in my mind as I am writing this post, too tired and bothered to think about anything in particular. Just waiting for the exams to get over(too early to anticipate this I guess.......but yes) so that I can get down to some real stuff(my project at TATA Motors).

Another important thing going to happen tomorrow, for the first time in my life (well second time technically) I am going to drive a CAR. No pride in this fact considering that I am such a car freak and I haven’t been behind the wheel all these years. Feel like a waste bum on this planet, when I compare myself to Fernando Alonso(i know a bit too ambitious) considering he made formula 1 debut when he was 19.

Anyways finally the day will be tmr, for which I was waiting, I guess all my life.Too weirdly emotional considering my iceman like image when it comes to any emotion. But this is how I am when it comes to CARS. Dunnno why but I just feel very calm inside when I talk think or drive CARS. The feel of a power house under my control, the noise made by the engine (particularly F1 cars), just seem to calm down all the worries and frustrations in life. The most melodious music in this world is a Formula 1 engines roar. No rock music can beat that melody of 80,000 band members working in precise synchronism. And the fact that every weekend there are 22 such competing bands, makes this rock concert the most melodiously powerful one than anything played at Woodstock.

Anything which is comparable to it, I guess is the music of Pink Floyd and Nirvana. I just love these bands, for some unexplainable reason. Not that I am talking in comparison with other bands, but the fact is that I have not liked anything after I heard these bands, of course Iron Maiden being at the same platform. Maybe they have raised the minimum acceptable level to a very high value(see PL's showin)

Same is the case with novels, I started of with Erich Segal kind of novels, preaching sacrifice, love and all crap. Liked them. Moved on to read Jefrrey Archer, was a big bore. Always hated sidney sheldon for no obvious reasons.

Came across Ayn Rand's Fountainhead. Loved it. Then hated it for making my life miserable. Didn’t sleep for nights asking questions to myself, fell ill (literally I mean it) finding the answer to every ‘WHY’. Life became hell. Finally gave up.

Came across Ayn Rand's Atlas Shrugged. Read it. Re read it. Got most of the answers. Started worshipping myself, these two books, life and everything around me. Life became much more calm, composed, organised, content, and above all HAPPY. Learnt the meaning of many words like LOVE, MONEY, LIFE, HAPPINESS, EMOTIONS, MORALS, VALUES, INTELLIGENCE and above all "ME". I still read it when life becomes turbulent, calms me down, helps me find all the answers. I call it my REFERENCE BOOK FOR LIFE.

Anyways I think the flow took me a bit too far away. Time to get back to memorizing(not studying). After that back to dreaming a formula 1 career.

My first ever blog entry

Firstly, this is my first ever blog entry. This is surely gonna raise some doubts about me changing for the good. Due credit to my image to indulge in all kinds of dumb things(including watching a lot of C Grade movies and a lot of chamdi giri) and never doing the right things at the right time and place.

So reading a sensible book or a novel was almost out of question... And look at me now i am Writing. All I hope now is that DG does not kick me out of here for all the non sensible stuff thats gonna feature on this blog after today(read up "a place which i own"-- hehehe i m sure to invade into his privacy and make a hell out of it (joking)) But as it is said "All Bad things come to an end, and then the good things start" (I just made this up)

SO HERE I GO ---

SPONSOR ACKNOWLEDGMENT:
Worried by DG's online behavior, the way he abused almost everything in life including experiences in life, college life, sick profs and shitty vivas, I thought he needed some online help. Believe me i have been listening to the same ol' crap for the past few years now. I am sure Engg. has done this to my friend. I owe this blog entry to DG and i m here to help you. Its my way of "ehsaaan utaarna" because it is unarguably believed that I have spoiled DG, but he surely has taught me some GOOD things in life..... Thank you dost!!!!

CONTENTS:
1) What is a Blog?
2) Why do you need a blog?
3) Who needs a blog?
4) Where do you need a blog?
5) What are the advantages and disadvantages of a blog?
6) What are the application of a blog?
...............Why the fuck you fuck up at a blog?????,..............................

Bibliography: Some one else's blog.

blog... blog.... and some more of blog.......

Probably this is what we will write in our university exam paper if a question were to be asked for 5 valuable marks after attempting 35 marks ka paper. Woh 35 mark bhi classes notes ki daya hogi...

And life goes on... 6 semesters have past , add one more to it after a month and then just one more to go..... Imagine I will be an Engineer.... Who knows everything of Mechanical Engineering ... Believe me (and then save me from being killed by DG , species of my kind are becoming extinct)

I guess I have been studying a lot these days..... I better shut this crap before I go crazy.......

Study hard..... Before you see this place ROCK again...... Still wonder why do people think it is super cool to really rock something or the other.... Till you find the reason KEEP ROCKING>>>>>

Signed-
Sunny

Bricks in the WALL

This post comes on the onset of another important and punishing time, the PL's. This implies that the most boring and demanding times lie ahead, but also the most useless efforts have gone by. Yes I mean the VIVAS.

As always I was the least prepared (by my own standards) this time, but this time I also cared the least. Dunno why, but as engineering is coming to an end, I am becoming more complacent in my attitude towards scoring marks. Not complacent towards studying but towards the exams and all the crappy systems and procedures.

I tried to figure out an answer to this in the past week. These answers raised more questions than before but helped me to feel free from the little feeling of guilt that was coming along with the complacence.

My first two vivas were a cake walk. The great HOD was not present during my viva and the external was fed up with her which was evident from her looks and mood.

The last viva’s preparation was very tiring, irritating, boring. Was not in a mood to study at all, had been awake all night, not studying just doing faltu time pass. The viva was as expected, no luck this time, was kind of screwed.

The last one forced me to think, are we really “learning” something? Isn’t there a fundamental difference created by us between learning and studying? Are the ppl from whom we are “learning” worth it? Or are they too, just another victims of the rotten system tat has been invented not to nurture creativity and skills, but to suppress them and promote social justice and equal opportunity. Aren’t we mere puppets of this system, we being sacrificed to portray to the world that INDIA is progressing FAST?

The ppl who “teach” us, are they worth being called professors? The meaning to the word teacher has changed such drastically that today good for nthng assholes who don’t have anything to do, who know they don’t stand a chance in the competitive industry, so they “teach to earn a living”

So the primary importance is earning not teaching. Anyways, is justified in todays money centric world. But aren’t we all responsible to make it money centric as well. Our misuse has made money a thng which is damned and condemned for everything wrong that happens. Isn’t it our own incompetence that’s to be blamed? Haven’t we made money more important that morals, values and work? Money after all is not an evil, it’s the value one man can pay another for his knowledge, productivity, creativity, all of these becoming extinct owing to the monotonous “general” procedures of inculcating knowledge in every “different” human being in the “same” manner.

And be it any profession, I thnk the worst impact is on the education related fields. Considering the scenario here I just remember the pink floyd video for another brick in the wall. Where kids are being tied to their benches in a factory similar to a car production line, a monotonous growth procedure being laid on them by a teacher.

The whole scenario looks so similar to a MASON building the wall around the centre of creativity and talent, the bricks being the teachers who are used, the MASONS are left for u to figure out.

I still remember the day my friend Chintan Shah told me, u will find a Vikas Nahar, a Deepak Gupta and a Chintan Shah everywhere u go. Just the faces will change, the personalities will be the same. If u can deal with all of them today, tmr will be easy. Thanks Chintan for that wonderful lesson.

Sometimes things just look so out of place that I start thinking this way. The problem being that I just think in this way, when things are out of proportion. Under normal times, we just accept things as they come, compromises driving us, general procedures ruling our actions.

I hope i will be the one to break this WALL some day.

AT LAST IT'S OVER

Caught up with the vivas, this is the first time i couldnt find time to reflect on my passion.....ya thats FORMULA 1.

The last week will remain etched in every formula 1 fans memory for as long as the love for the sport prevails. The reason being a very obvious one , the retirement of the most successful driver EVER, MICHAEL SCHUMACHER.

Well to start with i guess i always hated Michael Schumacher, not because i loved Mika Hakkinen and Kimi Raikkonen, but just because it was boring to support the already successful guy, so its better to support an underdog, fighting to establish supremacy.

Also i have time and again argued that Michaels successs was a lot coz of his luck. He has been extremely lucky at times, if formula 1 fans remember the occassions, there have been plenty when the hand of GOD literraly dropped victory in Michaels lap:)

But since the last few races when real bad luck has doged schumi , when he least needed it, i have strted thnking is it really true that we pay for our bad deeds here itself on this earth. The dialog from jhankaar beats keeps ringing into my ears "duniya gol hai aur har paap ka double role hai".

Well that being the lighter side of the whole matter, but technically speaking i dont thnk we remember ferrari blowing an engine since 2001, ferrari facing fuel pressure problems ever since i have strted watching formula 1, ferrari's tyre bursting with just a slight contact(even that still remains a controversy whether it was actually a contact with fisichela). Can anyone really imagine ferrari technical director saying that it was difficult to turn MICHAEL's car in time.

All these thngs dont seem normal at such a time when the best team in the world is running for its lost glory to a 20 smthng kid, fresh on the calender. I really cudnt believe my eyes when i saw ferrari's engine blowing off, the greatest shock of my life. Normally i feel extremely happy when thngs go wrong with ferrari or michael, dunno why but i just feel happy that others are making their mark.

But this day was exceptional, i felt actually sad, dejected and really filled with emotions unable to say in words, all the past years were like standing and staring in front, all the good days, all the clean sweeps made by michael were looking like they were being done not by michael, not by ferrari, but by some divine intervention. And today HE decided to pay back to michael, suddenly the 1500 men slogging for years day in and out were mere spectators when HE decided to intervene to deliver DIVINE JUSTICE.

Same was the experience when i saw the last race, brazil, it was again as if it was payback time for michael. the newspapers next day said ' THE FLAWED GENIUS'. I really felt sad that more than 10 years of exceptional success has earned michael this title ' the flawed genius'.

This made me realise how cynical we have grown in our attitude, all we cud see of him was his 2 mistakes made, maybe some others as well, not so significant. Why cudnt we write about the way he raced despite his brother just gng through a 350 km/hr accident directly into a wall, lying unmoved in his car on the US race track. He still raced. i dont thnk it will be easy for any human to do that. Why cant we remember that he raced when his mother was counting her last breaths in a hospital, he could have easily asked ferrari to go with a sub driver.

There have been many examples where he has shown sportsman ship that is difficult to find. But we dont care to remember and respect them, and this we includes me as well. Be it michael schumacher or anyone else, dont we have the same attitude towards everythng.

At the end of it all i was convinced that there exists GOD, and maybe it was schumi to his fans, for me it was his spirit which reflected GOD, at times it wavered, but at the end it was intact.

The most touching words to read of that day were after race when schumi hugged his father his father said " at last its over ". thats all one can say after being there and done that, its over.

I hope we see another schumacher in the making in the next few years, coz without him i guess we wont enjoy formula one as we did with him

As Sunny Makkar hopefully says
For the face of aggression whose machine always let down his performance, on the last few laps this season he drove wheel to wheel with GOD himself. There was a momentary contact and the legacy was passed. Go Kimi, scuderia ferrari and 2007 awaits you.

The end of the penultimate ERA

Today was a very boring day by the normal RAIT standards. Well i guess the reason was that we finished 4 submissions and a project presentation in 2 hours flat.

A big scar on the RAIT lab ass club(i am sure there exists one.......where they discuss how to make others lives like a piston inside an engine)

The day started with my project presentation.......a managable affair and was easier than i expected, except some stupid questions........but thats normal in rait.

The first time i regretted doing something with a bit of perfection and standard was today. I took my synopsis prints on a coloured page in coloured text(one page for 15 bucks!!!) and the rest of the pages on royal executive bond paper(ya ......laugh.......i know i am a fool).

And at the end i realised my project guide was interested the most in the ACKNOWLEDGEMENT page. Nothing else in the synopsis mattered as much as the that page, infact he didnt even took the trouble to at least look at the diagram and the small technical part i included. Just the certificate and acknowledgement part was all that mattered. And this page was full of self praises by a inferiority complex struck HOD who is trying to acknowledge her efforts in alloting the PG's a week before the presentation, which should have been done 2 months ago.

Looking at this lady, i feel i have a very bright future, i can bet on anythng that i will be dng much better than her, will be much happier and sober in my behaviour and ofcourse i will not have the unmatched quality to utter crap with such confidence. Phd in WCOM comes really easy these days it seems, u just have to keep uttering crap abt the morality(which is away from her by miles) and the customer satisfaction that shud be maintained by the service provider. The commercial and philosophical part of a wireless network is much more important than the techniques, this is what i could infer from her teachings.
All the lectures i survived and managed to stay awake in her class, i could draw only one conclusion at the end, she was discussing how frustrated she is with her cell phone and her unfortunate service provider. How she wished we all were swapped with the HUTCH guys, whom she wished to just torcher to death by her unmatched capacity to utter crap.

Just imagine, a person having the only weapon in his personality, to keep uttering nonsensical and unrelated thngs, she can talk endlessly on anythng, which shud not be said at that instant, at that time, and to those ppl.

i really respect her for teaching me what not to do and be in life, without u i would have commited horrible mistakes in my life and wud have never realised that one day i will become 'YOU'. so thanks to her once again for this early caution.


Anyways am glad that finally an end to the penultimate round of useless submissions.......These are the times which make me happy that engg is finally coming to an end............but there are a lot more instances which leave me wishing that time moved slower than................perhaps a formula 1 car( c there i go, good i am back to normal)

Friends for LIFE

Junaid, Sunny,Me, Aarohan
at Chapora Fort, GOA

This post is dedicated to all my friends....

so here goes without wasting any time and space.....the order is not according to importance...just random

Aarohan singh: "Aarohan" with a double A, thats the way this guy introduces himself to a new person, considering the uncommon name he has. His name means progress and thats very true to his personality, has been rather slow but consistent.The only thing that u can remember abt him when u hear his name is his unpunctuality. Yes u have read it right, the first sentence and i am poinyting out his bad quality, many will brag abt how good he is, but inspite of all that he is a real pain in the ass when he is always late and uncertain till the last moment to do anythng. But once he is there u really frget that he has been here late and has screwed up so much bfore, his presence is just stimulating to frget all worries inlife and just live for the momnet. I have known him for the past 12 years i guess and never in my life have we fought over or even disagreed over any issue, will seem strange that no probs even in the adolecent years, well yes that has been the level of our compatibility. He is dng telecom engg now from thakur coll of engg at kandivli, has been the GS there and has changed a lot in the past 3 years of engg. The best thng has been that he has realised that the world is not as good as he tght it was which i always tried to tell him. Anyways i hope he lives the way he wants to

Sunny makkar: He has been my partner in every crime till date. He said it right, i was a nice guy untill i met him, he corruted my mind. He is completely devoid of emotions and what little he has, he always tries to supress them. I still dont know why. Extremely passionate(well thats an emotion he has to a little extent, which becomes extinct every few days) about cars. He says his dream is to be a formula1 engineer and then later buy a formula 1 team and has no other option but to do that in partnership with me. Big dreams. No idea whether he can fulfill them, but yes i am very certain that he can do what he wants when he wants only if he overcomes his laziness, intolerance and his short lived bursts of passion(they need to be long lived). He is currently doing mechanical engg from vjti, doing extremely good in subjects related to automobiles and has been the GS for the Techfest TECHNOVANZA.

Junaid Wangde: 'junior' has always been considered as the most matured among all of us since we know each other. I guess that was just the outer shell in front of elders, at heart he is as stupid as we 3 are. But he has this amazing qualtiy of taking everything in his stride and just moving forward. Never in the past six years have i seen him down and beaten, or maybe he has never shared that with us. But he is always wrking towards smthng. He was abt to leave to settle abroad which (fortunately or unfortunately) didnt work out. That was the time when we realised what a big support he was to all of us. He hardly stays in touch with all of us, although his college is just 5 min walk from my home. But theres always a feeling abt him that he is always there when u need him. And that is what i guess has kept us all together. He is currently doing his chemical engg from datta meghe coll of engg(he missed TSEC for this coll............try and beat that guys). We(me and sunny) plan to include him in our formula1 team as a lubricant engineer or something that a chemical engg can do(i know he wont join us).

This post is not over yet, for those of u who are really bored just dont follow up to the next post coz that will be a continuation of this. Profiles of lot more ppl cmng up later.

The Memory Remains

This post comes after a long time........ i guess owing to lot of happenings in my life and most of all my laziness to type.....but here i am after arnd a month ready to vent out all thats gng on in my mind or rather just writing abt thngs which are diff to discuss with anyone coz of lack of time and ...........oppurtunity.

To strt with i think the GOA trip steals the show hands down.............that place is just magical......just try finding one bad thng abt GOA.......i guess every RAITian will have to rack his brain like never bfore(of crse a very scarce practise in RAIT).Not just the beaches there are awesom, but the whole air i guess is stimulating to push urself to the max of everythng......fun, frnds, absolute raantigiri and of crse high speed police chases(some will know what i mean)

As this was the last trip in my student life(i just hope not), i was in a mood to have the max fun possible wit the most amazig ppl i have known for the past 3 years. All lthese guys have in a way shaped me to a different 'ME'. When such guys are arnd fun comes as a package which did this time as well. the trip had its ups and downs but all in all a great memory to cherish later with some phyical marks on my body as well(owing to my bike riding skills).

As the GOA trip was abt to end, i guess i experienced this for the frst time in my life, fear of losing smthng behind there.............what i am stil trying to fathom. Maybe it was the fear that i am losing a part of me in GOA, leavng back smthng i cannot hold onto, the more i try to hold onto the more it slips. The tght that such days are over, never again will we get to live these moments gave the trip a new meaning altogther. Sadly i realised this as the trip was ending and not when it begun.

Anyways whats more imp is that i atleast realised it, considering imp thngs often slip of my mind when they need to be considered. just cant do anythng though rather than just remembering the good times, waiting for the pics and vdos which my asshole frnds havent gvn me yet and falling in love with DIL CHAHTA HAI all over again for bng such real take on every aspect of life.

The Thinking Wheel

Today my day started as it usually does.....waiting for the bus to college. Actually in these past 3 years I have become immensely fond of traveling to college, as this is the only time I get to be 'alone' with my thought. I losely sometimes refer to the bus as The Thinking Wheel. I just love the feeling of talking to my self......I wonder how many of us do that, always giving excuses of the busy schedule and hectic lifestyles.

The truth lies within everyone, that u don’t want to, that if u talk to yourself, the darkest side of u cannot be hidden and that makes u realise what u have been doing which u yourself cannot justify, thus giving rise to guilt, shame and pity.

So simply we stop thinking coz we don not have the guts to take up responsibility of our own actions, always blaming the cause and the effect on someone else. That's how we maintain a 'clean' and 'selfless' image in society.
Maybe that's a way of life these days, the easiest, without any struggle, without any responsibility, without any THOUGHT.

Over the years I have started believing in one thing and that is how hard u try u cannot lie to you. And this is the process which leads to a felling of guilt and remorse.

Often talking to my own self I find a lot of pleasure, they are like my daily flush out sessions where i 'talk' about everything that happened that day, that shouldn’t have happened that day, what i should have done, what i shouldn’t have done and of course how good I was in doing something and how bad in doing the other.

One more thing that always forces me to ask the question 'why' is, why do people feel pride in oneself is bad, why cant u appreciate your own skills, why cant u feel pride in your own actions if u have done something good. Feeling proud doesn’t mean u r denouncing someone ability, why it has to be comparative, why pride in oneself is is interpreted as pity on others.

Give it a thought guys, humans are capable of immense emotions and not all of them are as bad as we make them look they are.

Welcome everyone to my blog
Before I begin i must say that writing is not an art which i am a master at, frget being a master , i am not even good at it........so please bear with me if u find the language and tone a bit out of the way. I also want to give the credits of this blog to Chetan Kale, who has been an inspiration for me to write this blog.......reading his blog i realised its very important to express urself.....so kaarta thanks a lot

To start with i guess theres nothing particular on my mind, except tat i have to get early tomorrow morning(the most hated thing in my life) to visit Omkar Shetye's home, Ganesh Chaturthi Pooja.

Ganesh Chaturthi is one time of the year when my faith in GOD strenthens a bit. its always strange to see people immersed in rituals that have been here for centuries, they just stay with us without ever being questioned about their existence and need.

Anyways, i guess its enuf to start with............guys a lot more coming later............

HAPPY GANESH CHATURTHI