Life After 333031 !!!!!!

I composed this article for BITSAA Sandpaper , but i really did not have any wind, why I did not allow it to let publish around an year ago :( , but dear blog , you get the opportunity ;)


Life of BITSians after they bid final adieu to their Alma Mater and later indulge in a job or cross the pacific for masters or join some B school. This post indeed speaks about the experiences of my wingees after BITS in Bangalore, but more or less I opine where ever BITSian reside on this green planet they share the same BITSian blips, routines & experiences. I hope you all will cherish this and some how dovetail it to your own experiences.

May 2004 BITS Pilani VK new wing facing mess, it was the time for all of us to bid final adieu to BITS Pilani and that final hug with a flashback of our stint in Pilani with a wish of staying together again for some more years. We, the B- Boys (Our BITSian Wing name), all cried heavily with a thought that we might not able to see each others face again other than on BITSAA reunion or on each others marriage (as had job postings at different longitude and latitude degrees respectively). May be our tears did not jam at that time because they know they won't be allowed to shatter to ground as there were enough shoulders to absorb them. Did any one of us dare to cry again?

But during summer 2004, brainwave shook few of us and suggested why we couldn’t dumb those offers and stay together again for some more years. The wish we all wished for finally got materialized. We 6 B-Boys (Tinu (Tilak Pati), Samy (Sambit Nayak), KKS (Kunal Kumar Sahu), Punnu (Puneet Gupta), Thulla (Atul Gupta) & Tops (Abhit i.e Me)) stayed all together like a family in Bangalore for more than two years... I can happily commit that I have another couple of years, like those of BITSian life, of most unforgettable memories, which I always want to cherish and never let it expunged from my memory cells till I close my eyes for ever.


I used to indulge in a little melancholy when ever I get parted from my parents, but on that day when I was sitting in front seat of car and Dad was taking me to airport, I was just having a literal inexplicable excitement of meeting my darling of darling wingees, who are kinda family to me. Mom Dad indeed I love you, but in their presence they never made me realized that I was staying away from home. July 2004, KKS came to Bangalore Airport to receive me and later I ocularly witnessed Tinu's lineaments after 6 months (because he was away from BITS for his PS-II), and that night was celebrated with a true BITSian spirit, indeed we dated spirits  ..Sitting in Cafe Coffee Day and ransacking ADMAG with the purpose of zeroing in Flats for rent at Kormangala. Talking to those ruthless real estate agents for flats and laboring hard to convey our taste. The meeting with BDA Agent Suhail, who showed us 103 Apartment Number, and finally we (Tinu, KKS and me) nodded for it. The paraphernalia shopping from BIG Bazaar and one arbit aunty’s comment to KKS “Newly Married hmmm, and how KKS grinned over it!!”. Punnu joining for his one year PS-II in Bangalore, and how much flesh he added over his holy belly in just a few months. Our heart cracking impulsive shopping cheques. Frequent evening visits to FORUM (Shopping Mall) to soothe our respective office frustration. That impulse for cooking and trying different culinary arts in kitchen, which most of the times lead to disaster other than a few times and in the end had to look for home delivery, but could you ever forget KKS hand made kheer, it’s just amazing.
Every morning cribbing for office like a kinder-garden student, after arriving at work the first thing we did; sending those masalla fwd mails and performing their postmortem, at post lunch session dropping the mail that contains nothing but critics of our respective companies lunch menu and lastly before leaving for the day just shooting the mail with only subject & empty body "I am leaving for the day see you @ flat".. Then at flat waiting for everyone to decide about the dinner, and once while dinning we discussed the plight of geeks. What we dreamt of Software Profession while pursuing our BE in Pilani, and what we had been experiencing? On that night the topic did tickle each one of us and we had a healthy mockery time pass conversation.
Here is Vis-à-vis conversation details:
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Tinu: What ever courses I have done in engineering, I don't even know up to what percentage of it I use in my work other than those two courses i.e CP1 & CP2?

Tops (Moi): Very True!!! Abee Suun those Red Black Trees, Breadth First Search, Depth First Search of Data Structures have made my life hell in A7 CDC’s, and now I don't see much of those scary trees in my project workspace.

KKS: Hmmmmm!! I never thought that what ever scheduling algorithms I have studied in my Operating systems course , does First Come First Served, Round Robin, Shortest job first, with time stamp, ever strike me before coding ?

Tops(Moi): Never at least from my end Kks ! Those combinational and sequential circuits seem to be very exciting on bread board... But hitherto I have not seen that gates any where other than in digital electronics lab FD-II. Many times I ransacked my CPU interiors with a thought that at least I would recognize one IC on which I had worked, but sorry to say not even one.

Punnu: Ha ha ha ha (Punnus Grin) !! Do you know why I came late tonight? Today morning I was debugging and out of blue those endian brothers hit my mind, I was constantly gazing at desktop wallpaper and thinking how could they made any difference, why these brothers share the same surname but behave so drastically. Those big endian and little endian methods have almost evaporated from my brain cells. I fgrep "Big Endian vs Little Endian" in Google but unfortunately drained my entire day in searching. And had to stay in office to complete my PS-II Mid Sem report.
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Still remember how we waited eagerly for weekends and then Friday evening blast with various flavors of C2H5OH  sometimes out and most of the times inside the flat. Those hunting sessions for exotic food points on Saturday over Honda Activa & Turquoise Blue Karizma, and at work before any team lunch or team party how office people used to seek our feedbacks about Bangalore restaurants. Ufff that KKS laziness over weekends and how much we labored to wake him up for having lunch. Then Mr. Thulla’z joining the Bangalore B-Boys gang, and that early morning trip to Hosur for buying Diwali crackers, where I did logarithmic bargaining  with shopkeepers. 3rd Block aunty’s tiffin and how thulla used to show great enthu to get the dinner tiffin every night (Thulla you owe me big time, as I did not disclose the motive behind that). Punnu’z preparation for campus interviews and how we all used to tease him “Oye suun, if you won’t not make job in Bangalore naaa then in your next semester PS-II, we will look for a paying guest and accommodate you there, so if you want to stay with us better make the job in Bangalore only” in response of this , his excuse was “Abeey yaar, I did not study A7 CDC’s much but if companies ask me ECO I will crack the show, also dualites, who are both sem off , have only one week to sit in those campus interviews , so what you all expect out of me?” But Holy Cow!! He made into one of the highest paying jobs in that one week only with job posting in Bangalore. And when he returned back from Pilani, his claim “Thanks a heaven I rescued my self from staying in Paying Guest” ! Punnu took a off next day from his PS station, because we made him not keeping his southern back part of body well , obviously we heavily brushed up our Pilani bumps sessions skills.

Tinus late night return from office and the rendezvous with his Project Manager at his Texas business trip. Ranjiz (Ranjith S, another B-Boy ) sojourn with us in Bangalore and the cognac, which he got from Italy, ripped every one of us. Live witnesses of India vs Pakistan test match at Cinnaswamy stadium, I don’t now where I can get that match footage because next day in office people claimed that they saw us on TV. I still could not recollect “why did we call land lady’s secretary and verbally screwed him, and in the end gave him the notice for flat vacating?”

Shyt man !!! we all again repeated the same old story of calling up the real estate agents and searching for another house, but in the end blessed with 302 Kristal SunStone Apartment . Tinu got back from Texas on the day we were shifting to the new place, rather than trolley walla, we all passed strange exclamations after seeing 42 suitcases and hell lot of other appurtenances lying hither thither in our lobby (Abee itnaa saamaan kahaan se ayaaa). Settled to a new place and opted for a cook rather than trying out for dinner every night. Some one recommended us one insane cook, after bearing his insanity for few months we fired him on one Sunday afternoon. But by the grace of Infosys Bulletin Board we got the greatest ever cook who can cook anything from North to south and from east to west, indeed who ever have tried his food they found it really tooth able. KKS deal with Ranji to buy Red Karizma, in which Ranji used that Red beauty only for few days as he left the B-Boy gang for his Masters in Uncle Bush's Country. But another God of gods & darling of darling wingee Samy joined us in 302 Apartment, holy shyt!!! How can we forget Samy’s anywhere sleeping habit and his passion for pony tail. After watching the movie in PVR and late night in flat around 2:00 clock when Samy suggestion of trip to Nandi hills did shed all the sleep grains from every one eyes. At 4:00 A.M bikes zoomed out of kristal parking and headed to Nandi Hills, that was sheer craziness doodes !!! What about pre planning those outstation long trips which most of the times did not materialize, and rest of the B-Boys blame me for that. KKS early to bed and early to rise habit, which shocked most of us. We still had not forgot that Pilani wing cricket and did repeat the same in our flat lobby, and how many lights we had changed because of Punnu’s straight lofty hits in that small lobby.
I know how much I missed my B-Boys when I was in Madrid on business visa. Punnu arbit decision of shunning away the job which initially ended in fiasco, KKS tryst with GRE, and Tinu’s unfurling the CAT flag. Goa trip plan which many times came to our mind but got dropped because every time some one produced different reasons, but we all finally finalized the trip just two days before we left for GOA , KKS again ditched us that time. And what vague reasons we all forwarded to our respective team leads for taking off for that GOA Trip. Visiting BITS Pilani Goa campus , got nostalgic of Pilani days , discussed our Pilani gone days and what not we did in Bus Stop, Main Gate Entrance, Swimming Pool, VFast, Nehru Statue, Ashok, Bhagirath, Gym Grounds, Shankar, Gandhi, C Lawns, Vyas, SV Mess, SUB, MedCi, Shiv Statue, Shiv Ganga, Chinu, Barber Shop, Sharma, that G*Y CD shop walla, Kapoors, Pan Baandaar, Golden Dragon, Mittal Shop, Temple, for few of us MB, Budh, Ram, Mal, Museum, Sky Lawns, M Lawns, FD-III and its Notice Board, Class Room 3160, Clock T, FD II, Audi, SWD, Workshop, FD-I, IPC and VK our wing, Post Office, UCO Bank, RP and its redi. It was the trip of lifetime. Back to Bangalore, Thullaz frustration with Hosur road, he byed Bangalore and flew to Hyderabad for eking out his livelihood there, then Tinuz movement to the B school with in the same city because of his love with Bangalore, and there KKS crossed the pacific for his Masters. We literally had been chucked out from 302 as the house owner had been bewitched by the apartment secretary  , and we failed to convince him, so Samy and Punnu thought of shifting again to a new place. When I flew to Paris we were 6 and when I got back we remained 3. I joined Samy and Punnu to new flat in 1st Block, initially I found so much aloofness in flat as there was hardly any charm left in us. Every one had clung to his own business and whenever we got the opportunity to talk, we only touched the time that we all 6 passed together. None of us showed any tears just to prove that we had gained maturity, but at back each one’s eyes did get sticky. How Samy took care of me when I had an operation and lying on hospital bed, really I don't have words brother. I opine few of the readers must have been fed up as I have consumed so many bytes and will stop keying down as rest of the remaining year’s story is noting but missing them and helping Punnu and Samy in their packing, as both left Bangalore too ,one guy is gaining Business education in North, and other guy has opted for work from home and literally I have left as a standoffish …..

When we all were together, the thought of ours scattering did strike the minds and I did not have enough nerves to perceive at that time. I feel I cried heavily when I was leaving Pilani forever and the second time while composing this article for Sandpaper. This article I have been writing in one sitting , I know if I stop and then resume, I will be really feeling low every time. From 6 to 1 each, now every one’s location is different other than Tinu’s as he shares his city longitude and latitude degrees with mine but he occasionally comes to see as his B school has squeezed his sleeps like anything. Now when I talk to these people over the orkut, they scribbled me "Ahem Ahem, Tops hows your babes doing across the world” and my reply to them “sorry to say but that glam quotient is no longer there , as I don't have my amulets left with me". May be in coming years few of us will gyve the nuptial necklace to their respective life partners , and that time who will be there to pull legs, who will be there to tell me "tops stop talking over the phone its already 2 hrs", who will be there to try out different things in kitchen and claim "not that bad", who will appreciate the different flavors of tea, who will be there to call me in office, "Oye tops when are you coming home , come fast doode, as cook may come early so get the grocery on your way back", who will be there to shout at 10 every night "Abe Samy phir so gaya", who will be there to get teased, who will be there to grin together while watching those cheap Govinda movies, who will appreciate Thulla's voice modulations, who will argue in Java vs C, who will be there to relish my gestures and ask me "Tops once more please" and lastly when any of you will raise the toast somewhere with someone, won’t you all miss our times!!!

Attitudious !!!!!!

Attitude, Holy Cheese !!!! Abhit kalsotra is fucking stuffed with that only....... This is what people had literally imbibed in my brain, and in soliloquy I literally hithered thithered in my mind where the fuck is attitude !!! Rather than talking vis-a-vis, people have touched this Attitude Topic of Mine as a THIRD PERSON(Sheepish creature this is Angreezi grammar walla third person).. I got to hear this from various mode of communication that I give a shyt, and people don't accept my shyt... Holy Balls!!!! Grin Grin ... (Even one shyts doode)... I am selfish >:D< , sorry I got tapped out of exclamations to describe this !!!!... At times a few expressed that I expect people to behave according to my mood swings... I feel blog, its high time to give answers to [*].
I think at times people literally call for that attitude thats what I have given them.....
At times when those assholes have hurt me, I did not react, and when they got reacted for some shyt from me, they just opened their mouth or pressed their keys to tell about this.... Thats all you can do...
I am selfish, then what the fuck you are !!!! Should I draw the graph that yells about the Selfishness of yours...
When I am sullen, I make others remorse.. Holy Cow!!! People grow up. Did i invite you, you are not in your teens where you will do such nautankies....
Why you all share these with others, are you scared of me !!! or don't have enough nerves to face me, or you feel that you have a big head, then I suggest you better go for circumcision..... I will throng the head Circumcision party }:-)
In the end DO respect and GET respect.. If you are good to me, I will be very soothing, but if you are bad to me, I will be literally a Barbarian with Gale Razor in his hands which has not tasted blood since ages }:-) [Devil Me] !!!!

Fucking off with lots of love
Abhi

Life is Mean Sometimes!!!

I dont know how many people dick around on http[colon][slash][slash]abhit[at]blogspot[dot]com. I literally care a fig how many RSS feeds my blog recieves. All my posts literally semaphore that how much frustrated soul I am!!!... But though I find blogging makes me little relieved. .. But I dont think today its doing...
I came across a great bandwidth of people where few got deared to me and among those dear ones a very few got the dearest tag... And the thought of loosing them literally shakes me off sometimes.. Loosing them can be of any form, may be there is some one who has been staying along with me in my apartment from quite a while, and one night I come to know that the person is leaving the city, because the person cribs about the traffic; may be there is some one in office who shares the same cube , and with in lunch hour come to know that the person has put down his/her paper, because he/she is getting 50K more in some other company, only 50K !!!!! huhh; may be some one with whom I meet after months, as the person stays is different locality, and we keep on exchanging our wear abouts by texting after every 10 mins, all those exclamations and expression I describe by using only 9 keys of my cell phone, and then one sms literally pulls away the ground under me and leaves me in predicaments, that says "I may not have much time" :`( .............. Why not human think of future, when they know whats the future, why not !!!!
Life is literally mean some times, one day She gives you exodus of reasons to smile, but some fateful day, when she changes her mood, she brutally rapes you till you hit the abyss of disappointments....... Why there is always a pan balancing between exult and sullen ? ..... Why can't Life give infinitely supply of smiles to everybody........

Happy hunting grounds

10th June, is my best friendz bday. But this year I was waiting avidly for 10th june in bangalore, because he was getting bangalored.... After long ages, today i changed my orkut profile name "Standoffish paladin" , because i know in his company, he wont make me standoffish :P. 

I know there are hazaar people who claims that they are my friends, but did any one of them other than 'A VERY FEW" try to look into my inner conscience that what i felt when two assholes (so called my friends) dudley fucked my happiness , couple of months ago.... I dont know why i am writing about them, do they really matter to me!!!!!, naaaah..... At time, when i was in woebegone state this 10th june guy, tried his utmost to get me out of it... Though he claimed that he is phlegmatic, but i feel when ever he has dealt with me sorry guys, i have found him ~phlegmatic (Sorry for writing this complement CS funda, as i have to speak some time that i am geek too grin grin).... Any way now its been only few hours since he has reached bangalore, and i am getting feeling that what if he again leaves bangalore then :( ... I dont know :( people must be opining by this time that "Holy cow!!!! Are we guys gay?"  ||| read between the lines.... :P