Surat— garrrrrrhhhhhhhh

Long time since I’ve blogged…reason, I had been to Suratgarh.. for my nephewz Bday..Suratgarh is that kinda place which is silent and calm..with not much civilisation around..full of barren lands & full of sand…personally I hate that place for its weather..but then thr are few things for which you have to sacrifice *your* likes & dislikes.. if it wasn’t for my nephew I dont think I would have gone there..Not even for my sis things to look out for in Suratgarh…well, thr aren’t many..

All you can do is look around the best flying staion of India… yeah thr is an Airforce Station..the best in India..
Nothing else…

after returning from the dreadful place…except for my nephew & ofcourse my sis[trying to be on a safer side... what If she checks this blog accidentally ]..all I did thr was admiring my sis drawings and artwork..and watching movies… watched six movies..all six were worth metioning..

Bourne Triology
Oceans triology

I loved the book Bourne Identity…so was desperate to watch the movie.. I loved the boook more than the movie..reasons ..well, they are plenty.. most important of all

In the book the bourne was created to eliminate carlos..the sentence cain is for carlos & delta is for cain.. no mention of carlos what-so-ever in the movie…

coming to the positivez

Matt Damon..God!!! he was the perfect bourne…
Stunts..cinematography.. awesome…thr are things like when you red a book thr is a movie goin on in ur mind.. u seem to think whateve is goin on.. wateve is mentioned in the book.. we start creating a virtual movie of it….the movie was just like that.. It had everything I had imagined..

all three were good….
Oceans eleven.. I loved it.. liked its lets-get-drunk kinda cinematography… Clooney.. never watched any of his movies but heard a lot about him.. he was good.. so were others.. like brad pitt…
I liked all the three ..though they werent as good as the first one …

What to name it??

i was thinking ,how many people have made an impact in my life…therez always your Dad,Mom,Sis and all ur family members, other than that??? well there may be many ..few u can remember ,the rest ?well, u do not remember them.. thats one of the reasons why cloning is impossible coz its difficult to clone in the same environment with that of the donor… well in some part of your life or other thr will be ppl who will have an lasting impression on you with u not even realising that… For me thr were many ppl rite from my childhood who inspired me, who confused me,irritated me,discouraged , encouraged etc; In the early part of my childhood everyone of those.. who made an impact were  connected more or less on my academic side….I was more inclined towards studies & cricket… Ask my parents wat i used to do in my childhood… Play cricekt & sometimes study… My DAD had a gr8er impact on me than anyone…i still remember that day when my English marks were out …. i made a mistake of writing a ‘b’ as a ‘d’… My dad made me write the ‘b’ & ‘d’ some 150 times… he wanted to make his son a prodigy in mathematics… I did my best i guess…. coz i remember memorizing  1 to 20 tables in such a way that i could actually recite the whole thing the reverse way….144 = 12 * 12… etc… i could answer any table… u ask me 17*15 i would have answered then… now i need a calculator…for everything… i still cherish those days when i was more of a nerd & obvi a loner.. dunno why the word ‘loner’ is synonymous with the word Nerd [8/10 times it does!!] But then life was eventful then…if there were one person who had faith in me that i was gonna make it big… it had to be my father… I have let him down umpteen times… now i dont want to … and then thr was always this group of ppl who i am supposed to call classmates …  who , whenever there was an exam or some event start behaving like losers… crapping around tellin ppl that lo here comes the NERD… Even if I say that i’ve written my exam badly start teasing !!!Its simple man I dont feel like i have given my 100 % and If i end up getting good marks .. they start  again.. he said that he hasn’t written well & he gets good marks….Wat am I supposed to do iF the respective lecturer feels that i’ve written enough to get the respective marks…..But then i guess I liked them being that way…Till i was in chinmaya i guess i was the undisputed numero 1… though not exactly in academics….

priorities change,,,  i was growing up.. so was my worldly knowledge… was more interested in computer games…Cricekt.. tennis… etc.. Studies took a back seat… though i was always in the race.. always in the top5!!! Was never a threat to the top 3 once the results were announced… they always felt that i would pull it this tym! But i never did…Chinamya was Fun… Every teacher knew me… they were satisfied by the way i was in the class… acting like a manaiac was acceptible until i was givin the rite ans…. the best part were  the maths class.. when my frnd Dk & I used to play chess in the sir’s class…the rest used to lissen to his class… we both would have completed the whole chapter say in a class or two… where as the whole class would take some 15 classes to complete it…so we would play… i guess it was a close contest coz bu what i remember my frnd would have won it say 29-28!!! something like that… he might have won it here but then i won it when it mattered the most.. & we didn’t take it into consideration that one in the above stats… It was the CHINMAYA CHESS TOURNAMENT…. It was the whole skool i was in my 7th… my last year of chinmaya…We had some 14 matches to reach semis i guess… dont remember… so it was semis & DK vs me…. I dint want this to happen ..not in the semis…. well i WON IT!!!! so finals with this irritating female from 9th… won it comfortably in the best of three …. 2-0!!! the chinmaya ppl still owe me a prize for that!!!!! If it was a DK Vs Me i guess it would have gone thru to the 3rd round… he would have won it coz i wasn’t good at pressure situations!!!  Chinmaya bole toh cricket… we used to play cricket… this is were i would like to introduce one of my very few ppl whom i can call frnd!!!! YASASWI!!! he was another toppper always in the top 10!!! It was always yasaswi Vs madhu when it came to cricket… he used to take Dk when it came to cricekt coz Dk was the next best.. i always wanted a low profile team… for two reasons… 1 … its always u whom they depended upon… i liked to be the savior… 2ndly they lissen to u coz they consider u better than them!!! everyone  likez when an underdog defeats a super power….[until unless u support that super-power]….so it was always on me.. to win a match or not…I guess most of the time we eneded on the losing side… but then we always gave them a good fight…There was this frnd of yasaswi called sudhakar… he was hefty ,tall…. so if it was cricket he was in my team coz he dint play well… if it was football he was on the other side coz he made sure he either stopped the ball or the player…..so yasaswi opted for him…
it was all fun & some what studies….

I wanted to write on the people who influenced me & I end up here… this shows how good my mind works… My mind is the mother of all deviations… these were those wonderful days when I called the shots

Not again

i dint want this to happen again, but it did happen..Today my friend called me out… wanted something to buy..so accompanied…it wasnt fun at all..coz i was drivn the bike & my frnd was busy msgin.. i was crapping all the way & all i got was a hmmmmm… no reaction for whatever I said.. else.. the answer would … kya repeat karr… I was more like a driver.. I dint like this at all.. i wanted to shout..but then some part of me stopped me from doing so..I was bargaining for the thing why we went for..All ma frnd did was MSGIN!!! I swear our friendship was much better before my frnd got a Cell!!!I Fucking hate the Mobile for this thing…for it parted me with my only friend [then]It freaks me out..am trying to stop yelling on ma frnd….coz i want my frnd to realize it i dont wanna be the Villain ….coz this thing freaks me out..If I want to go out… with my mom yelling ..its only to have fun.. al I get is a f**king driver job {that too am not paid for it } but then it was so much fun to drive on the roads of Hyd.. its chaos free roads …it aint difficult to ride with a person whoz Dumb & its still fun to ride.. unless u have a beast underneath you[for all perverts..i meant the vehicle ]…
what actually is the problem ??? I seriously dont know the answer…I feel like banging that mobile… Why??
I tell that to my Mom.. she starts of her theory[which i will definetly blog some other tym]….

this thing is not gonna end for sure

QUIZ …… LOST AGAIN :(

I had a surprise after reaching colege, we had an inter college fest at St.Joseph.no one informed us that we had a Quiz..I wasn’t prepared for the quiz [Even if they had informed me I wouldnt have prepared.. its just that I had a reason If i didn't win any].. I wanted to go badly coz last year we dint win a single prize there..But then thr were two obstacles, one: i dint have a vehicle two no team mate..  I was pestering everyone to join me.. no one was interested then i met Ankit.. He wasnt interested intially.. I had to lure him by saying “this will be useful for CAT:) ” he immediately accepted..We were on time & the quiz started.. there I met a Quizzard to whom I’ve been losing for the past 3 years… It was ANIRUDH from AURORA!!! The first round began & thr were around 100 teams out of which 18 would be selected… The questions were tricky & out of the lot{30} we answered 14 right!! I thought its gonna be the end of the road for us and was persuading my friend to leave the premises before the results were announced but then when did someone lissen to me?? We stayed back and we were thru to the second round … Now its become more of a habit of getting thru the first round & then losing out!!!We went to the second round & to my surprise I was answering everything without much confusion…

Thr are certain things which do affect me in Quizzes

Whenever am on a roll[rarely ]… If I mess up a question … in the sense I know the answer  very well & then I goof it up… Thats the end of it.. i just cant answer all the other questions.. [it sounds strange ?? ]….

It didnt happen here.. Dunno wat happend when I was sure of the answers I thought we answered around 20 rite in the second round but we were eliminated & we weren’t given the answer sheet… when asked they just ignored us…

I had to goto coll.. For i had a low attendence so had to inform lecturers that I had attended a fest so I needed attendence for the day.. Thr i met a lecturer & asked her when Badruka would conduct a Fest?? she was flustered … she asked wat a fest was!!! So I had to explain .. I wanted them to start a CLUB for ppl interested in Quiz and all.. tomo is the D-DAY for that.. so am planning to prepare a SWOT report kinda thing for that…

Inside Man

Thr were two reasons why i watched this movie.. one it had ARR’s Chaiya Chaiya as its Credit’s song and thr was an english version of the song… which i’ve been searching for, from the day i heard about this from my friend{not the one who asked me to watch it }…

Two, coz my friend went ga ga over the movie and I was forced to watch it… to know if, it was a mere exaggeration  of actually watching an english movie or it was worth it [:) ] just kidding mate…

One of the very very few movies{English}i’ve watched.. One of the best movie I’ve watched for sure and not to forget it had exceptional Dialogues.. the movies starts with the protagonist explaining the difference between a prison & cell…. given below  are the two of my fav dialogues.. the way he describes the WHO WHAT WHY HOW….. hatz of to the writer for writing such a dialogue… am sure this thing will soon be made in telugu with BALAKRISHNA or in Tamil with VIJAYAKANTH or Hindi mey by the RACE director

 

My name is Dalton Russell. Pay strict attention to what I say because I choose my words carefully and I never repeat myself. I’ve told you my name: that’s the Who. The Where could most readily be described as a prison cell. But there’s a vast difference between being stuck in a tiny cell and being in prison. The What is easy: recently I planned and set in motion events to execute the perfect bank robbery. That’s also the When. As for the Why: beyond the obvious financial motivation, it’s exceedingly simple… because I can. Which leaves us only with the How; and therein, as the Bard would tell us, lies the rub.

[Putting his arm around Peter's shoulder] Peter, think very carefully about how you answer the next question, because if you get it wrong, your headstone will read, “Here lies Peter Hammond, hero, who valiantly attempted to prevent a *brilliant* bank robbery by trying to hide his cellular phone, but wound up,”

I’m no martyr. I did it for the money. But it’s not worth much if you can’t face yourself in the mirror. Respect is the ultimate currency. I was stealing from a man who traded his away for a few dollars. And then he tried to wash away his guilt. Drown it in a lifetime of good deeds and a sea of respectability. It almost worked, too. But inevitably, the further you run from your sins, the more exhausted you are when they catch up to you. And they do. Certain. It will not fail.