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Tuesday, February 28, 2006

A group Called X1

If you ever venture towards Ropar (Roopnagar as it is officially called) and you decided to take that turn at this pit stop they call Rangilpur and follow the appropriate directions then you shall land up at an instution they call I.E.T Bhaddal.

Now, look for the computer science department and hunt down X group in the 6th semester.It is within the realms of this very class that a bunch of people exist who have together been branded as this group - X1.
All people whose names begin with the letter A constitute this group (Plus LEET people).

I shall restrict myself to the guys here (me included in some places as well) for I do not know much about most females comprising this group. I ,also, shall not delve into details about this gorup right now for I do not wish to type a lot tonight.

The guys - well we're supposed to be a close bunch. Anyways thats the general idea. We're mostly on mass bunks these days. The only guy who has a problem with this is Mr. Gupta.

Mr. Gupta is one of our class toppers who has moulded his mind in a way that allows him to concentrate on academics for long durations of time. The reasons for this shall be passed over for now. Now, what happens is that he is not exactly the biggest supporter of mass bunks but he doesn't mind the occasional skip.

The problem starts when he is asked of this every now and then. This brings about friction and heat is generated more often than not.
What people do not realise is his side of the story. He says that we are his friends only when he agrees to our demands (whatever they may be though mostly restricted to mass bunks). Say NO and be condemned forever.

I wholeheartedly agree with Mr. Gupta here.

"You're either with us or you're against us"

That is the saying here.

So that in effect implies that you must go along with whatever is passed by the majority or be scoffed at for not understanding the concept of unity and oneness.
If we were as united a group as we claim to be then we would never need to ask such questions - to others and to oursleves.
But we do.
What exists here is an image. An image of what people want this group to be. Of what it isn't. Yet.
Save this post somewhere. Wait for 2 years. Then read it again. Maybe then my point shall be clear to you.

Everybody is so busy trying to feel and act important that they choose to neglect anyone or anything that does not fall into the picture with respect to their vision.

WAKE UP FOR GOD'S SAKE. Does blindness engulf everybody?

I must ,however, confess that the group in question is not all bad.
Nothing is.
If someone gives their word for something then you can be assured that they shall stand by it whether it be viewed as wrong or right. If ever you are in trouble and you need help, of any kind, ask any X group male. Chances are that you shall not be disappointed.

There's a song called Blood Brothers by Iron Maiden that reminds me of IIT delhi and X1.
If I had to nominate one song as our group anthem then this would be it.
Blood Brothers - Through thick and thin.
God Bless us everyone
A.G

Monday, February 27, 2006

The Sound of Silence

Silence is undoubtedly one of the most potent tools known to mankind. Pity, then, that most of us choose to run away from it. Why is silence so uncomfortable to almost all of us? Why is it percieved as a sign of some sort of disturbance?
Today was an unusually 'quiet' day for me spent mostly engaging myself on thoughts on various subjects. During the duration of these thoughts, whih consumed the better part of the day, I was asked by atleast six people questions to the effect of Aseem, tu itna chup kyun hai? Koi problem hai? Itna dukhi kyun hai?

I would have loved to reply back but what would I have said?
Only someone who has had this experience first hand can have an idea of the power that silence holds.
It is one of the greatest teachers I have ever had. Something that has never failed me. That I can seek respite in whenever required.
Nobody understands that. Maybe because nobody can fathom that.
I know this may sound weird to most, or maybe even all, of you but that's me for you. Weird.

And you know what?
I wouldn't have it any other way.
Goodnight
A.G

Sunday, February 26, 2006

Boring Post

It's official. The blogging worm is spreading. The latest victim is Mr. Berry. I can vouch for the fact that I have ,in no way, inspired anyone to do so(Maybe it's the Bhardwaj factor at work). I merely post because I have free time on my hands. Yes, sometimes I do feel like putting something that makes a little sense but I prefer to keep that kinda stuff offline.

Anyways, please read on at your own risk. It's monotonous, tedious and boring. You've been warned.
The day started off with MBA class again. It was followed by the indecision of Hardy, Jeet (JBSB - Don't ask the full form), Jha and I over which mvie to watch. The row was finally settled with all of us deciding to pay Neelam a vist for Taxi No. 9 2 11.

Now, as is becoming increasingly common with all movies I watch with Jha around me, it was a no show. Blame was wholly put on Hardy though. On exiting the theatre, we found out that one of JBSB's friends had VIP passes to The Rose Festival with Sonu Nigam headlining the event tonight. A quick trip to CCD ensued and was followed up with our rendezvous with JBSB's friends at Sector 17. Sat on the Giant Wheel after approximately 4 years. Interesting things have happened with me on Giant Wheels which I shall not be delving into right now. Our journey, however, continued and we ended up at Leisure Valley - The actual venue.

It was there that we found out that our ride on the Giant Wheel had cost us our VVIP seats and the section was filled up. Undaunted, however, we made our way through a meandering path and somehow got seated somewhere in the next five minutes. Sonu Nigam came on after 15 minutes or so. Everybody but me was pepped up. All I could think of was of any assignments that I had to submit in the following week.

Had paranthas at the bus stand (Lunch and Dinner). Hmm.. irrelevant statement but that may be said about this entire post.
Have lots to write about but as is commonly expected off of me - I'd rather keep it to myself. Rarely like sharing anything meaningful. hah.
Goodnight
A.G

Saturday, February 25, 2006

Of Ratios and Proportions

Went to MBA class today. Aced the DI class. The Mathematics class, however, was brutally severe. Ratios and proportions now strike fear in my heart. I was tortured for close to 2 hours on the same topic. A girl named "Blossom" seemed to have all the answers ready in the blink of an eye which made things all the more frustrating. It was like sitting through a DAA lecture. Only worse. Much worse. Reminds me of the song Rape Me by Nirvana (Worth listening to, by the way).

Don't get me wrong here though. This is the first class where i have felt out of place so far. I'm not as dumb as I look !

Had panipuri again with Jha as my accomplice. Pizzas followed.
I must take leave right now for I have other crtically important tasks that I must grant my attention to before calling it a day.
Goodnight
A.G

Unrelated Thoughts

I keep believing that nothing's bad. It does, however, become difficult, at times, to tell others the same when they're not
feeling good about something or themselves. I can be harsh on myself but not on others. I can console myself but I restrict
this to myself alone (Why - isnot important right now).I do keep iterating that there's nothing bad about anything and in all probability the other person is thinking:

"He knows nothing about what life really is".

Q. So who really DOES know what life really is?

Is it older people?
Is it self proclaimed gurus?
Is it religious people?
Is it scoundrels?
Is it rich people?
Is it successful people?
Is it 'failures'?
Is it our professors?
Is it our parents?
Who is it?

Life, simply put, is what YOU make of it.

So what's the worst that could possibly happen to me?
Death?
No there are worse things.
Why am I here?
I am here for a purpose.
What must I do?
I must LIVE my life.

I do not understand why people get discourgaed by life? Yes, sometimes (or maybe even most of the times) problems seem
insurmountable but then, who doesn't have problems?

Why, then, do some people choose to find shelter in despair?
I do not condemn them. I only wish to understand them. Negativity is not always an evil.

We live life like a joke. And you know what? That's OK too.

Why are things like love and courtship reduced to the "IN" things?
It's funny how many people fall in and out of love everyday. I can name atleast 10 couples within our college who proclaim they're made for each other (or something to the same effect) and do not mean it.
How do I know?
It shows through.

It's supposed to be a sign of maturity. Well, what is maturity?
So, you're a 20 something pursuing a degree. That makes you mature?
You read serious books. That makes you mature?
You like philosophy. That makes you mature?
The fact that you realise that you are, still, a kid. Maybe that makes you mature.

Here's a related quote:

"An adult is the name given to the corpse when the inner child dies."


People believe that no matter what they do, they shall never be doing anything that hasn't already been done.

Chances are that no matter what you do in life there will have been someone who may have already done that and been there before you but there will never be anyone who will quite do it the way you will.
Always believe that.Always.

- A.G

Special Request

@ Fatboy :

Check out the comments on the "It Doesn't Even Matter" Post.
Let's see if you're shameless enough to reply back.

Friday, February 24, 2006

Fundamental Router Hacking

I've been thinking about this. This should enable you to have administrator access to a router.

The deal here is that Cisco's routers allow you to take backups of the entire router's configuration. This,effectively, means that you can back up he entire setting (including passwords inter alia) on any PC directly connected to the router via. the console port (at the very least. I think aux and vty support exist as well). Anyways, this concept can be applied to hack into a Cisco router. I've thought about this for a while and it makes perfect logical sense. See,you need to be in the Privileged User Execution mode (which is password protected) to be able to make changes to the router's configuration. Lets just imagine that I, Aseem, wish to access a hypothetical router kept in college (say R1).

Now that router has to be connected to a PC (say PC) which is used to configure it.(for the uninitiated, a router does not have a display device or a keyboard - thats managed by the PC- if you wish for more details on this let me know). Anyways, now what happens is that almost always, a backup of the running IOS - Internetwork Operating System - IOS, and the configuraion are taken as a precautionary measure. This can be only be done if you have the required passwords for the router- which you don't, right now. Now the thing is that in order to configure R1 we need to be able to access its "Priviliged User Execution Mode" which we cannot, right now, since it is password enabled. The router administrator can ,however, make backups, change the configuration etc. by issuing the following command:

R1#>copy config tftp



Remote host: (IP address of the PC here)

Source file: Self Explanatory

Destination file: Self Explanatory

Once the backup of the configuration has been created (By the administrator- NOT YOU since you are a normal user/intruder at this time ), it will normally be transferred to the PC which will be acting as a TFTP Server. The backup will be saved in the default home directory (in the PC). Now the cool thing is that even though the IOS backup is unreadable by Windows (since it is RISC written by the router's processor) the backup of the configuration CAN be read by simply opening it in wordpad or the sort. Now once you are though with this, you'll have the router's configuration in front of you. Change it, mess around with it or do whatever you want with it. Save the changes made. Now the next time the router uses the backup of the configuration the origional config gets overwritten and the backup config will now be the default config. You now have access to the entire routers (along with the passwords et al).

Now if R1 were a router in college then I could have, in effect, used the router to view traffic and possibly the sessional question papers etc. muahaha
One more thing, in case you do not have access to the PC connected to the router then you may access that PC by first launching an RPC or a telnet session on another PC which in turn can then be used to furher launch an RPC/ telnet session on the required PC which is connected to the router.

Please do forgive me if you do not understand a part of this or maybe everything in its entirety. I have not really delved into the behind-the-scenes working and the terms used etc. Again, let me know if anything isn't clear and I shall try my best to elucidate that part.
This is, in all probability, the last or atleast one of the last hacks that I shall be posting online. Anyways, Enough of this.

My Panipuri bug lives and I think I have found a partner in Jha for the same !
Moreover, the vendor gives us 4-5 pieces on the house. yippie !!!
Oh, Jassi has convinced me to finally shop for something. That's a milestone for me.
Jha's sleeping over tonight and he's calling on me to watch this reality thingie on Star One (11:30 pm). He's wondering why I've been typing for so long. Anyways, I shall finally be watching TV after around 4-5 months (give or take the odd show here and there). Plus there's the Coke!!!
Goodnight
A.G

It Doesn't Even Matter

Can't help but recall the lyrics :

I tried so hard and I got so far
But in the end it doesnt even matter
I had to fall to lose it all
But in the end it doesnt even matter ...

Don't ask me in which context

A.G

Thursday, February 23, 2006

Blah Blah

So here I am, Dairy Milk in hand, Headphones on and the lights turned off.
Hmm... Mass bunk today ( a feature i am gradually becoming wont to).
I think I am addicted to panipuri (golgappas, in case you didn't know). I can't seem to get enough of them these days. It just dawned upon me that they have panipuri and bhelpuri really cheap down in Bombay.(a destination on our trip). So basically aapaan taan otthe gaa paa dena!!!.
Our trip finally seems to be finalised (after about a month). It's going to cost me Cyanide 2006 (PU) and Panache 2006 (tangori). Oh well...Nothing more on this front for now.

I hate shopping. Proof of this may be taken from the fact that not once after entering this college have I gone out shopping. No not even for my own clothes. Mom usually does that for me when my bro goes out to buy stuff.

By the way, I LOVE YOU MOM. Not just for the shopping bit.

While we're still on this topic I might as well add that I shall surely be wearing my own shirts and not dads' next winter!!! hehe

Damn Dairy Milk still has the same great taste!

Here's a little song Anuj and I made up. Dedicated to the fatboy slim of our class !!!
It's basically an alternation of The Real Slim Shady by Eminem ( kinda fits coz fatboy loves acting like a rapper with that ahem ... accent :

Coz I'm Inder Sodhi yes I'm the real Sodhi
All you other Slim Sodhis are just imitating
So won't the real Inder Sodhi please stand up. please stand up, please stand up.

Without Me:

Guess who's back
Back again
Sodhi's back
Tell a friend
Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back
guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back..

ROTFL ...

Gautam's got a yahoo bot on his computer. I told him about it and he's scared to death. It's nothing serious this time around though and for once - I WASN'T HELD RESPONSIBLE !!! Hurray for that!
He, howeverm chooses not to believe my words in this contextclaiming that his system is fine.. He says he's just run trojan scanners and virus scans and nothing showed up. Now how the hell do I explain to this idiot that it is extremely simple for bots to bypass such scans. The bot is pretty much like the one I sent to Dhand hahahaha Goat Ensem Bot Ssssss !!! (Didn't send this one though). Oh well... to each his own. It's not like I didn't warn him.

Here's a little tip for all you computer users - If you are using PCillin 2002 then you do not deserve to live. Go die. Please. The same can be said about Windows 98/95 users and Sodhi (kidding about the last one!).
Anyways, that it for now.
Goodnight
A.G

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Yikes!!!

OK here's the deal. I've been forwarded this tag thingie and I am posting this because I have been threatened with dire consequences if I dont!!!. Anyways, fill this up in the comments section or mail me at insidious.trojan@gmail.com in case you choose to reply back to this.


1.Single or Taken: Single
2.Age: 20
3.Birthday: 05 July 1985
4.Hair: Raven Black
5.Eye colour: Dark Brown
6.Shoe size: 10

Full name: Aseem Gill

1.Did you send this to your crush? ??? Nopes
2.Did your crush send this to you?: Nopes....a friend did.


5 years ago I was :

umm...15 years old.


1 year ago I was :

19 years old!!!
(can't think of anything ). Sorry.

5 Songs that i know by heart:

Tonnes ...

My December - Linkin Park
Iris - Goo Goo Dolls
Time of your life - Green Day
Yesterday - The Beatles
What's My Age Again? - Blink 182

5 snacks i enjoy:

Coffee
Chocolate Truffle
Golgappas
Softdrinks (any cola)
Pizzas

and i hate :

College ke curry chaaval
College ke dal chaaval
College ke kaale chane n chaaval
College ke chitte channe n chaaval
College ke samose, patties, burgers and everything else.


things i would do with $100 million:

"Give it all away just to have somewhere to go to"

5 places i wud run away to:

My dreams.
The finish line.
Somewhere I belong.
Heaven
Hell


5 things i would never wear:

Girl's clothing.
Outrageously coloured pants.
Leaves
"Shaahi" libaaz (LOL @ Sodhi). The X group guys are gonna be laughing at this one for sure.
Tight leather pants.


5 favourite TV shows:

Seinfeld
Friends
The Simpsons
Whose Line is it Anyway?
The Late Show


5 greatest joys:

Seeing the look in mom's eyes when she's going through pictures (esp childhood ones) of me or after having seen me on stage for any event over the past decade and a half or even just looking at her face early in the morning.
Being with myself.
Dancing when nobody's watching.
Switching off the light at night and just thinking ... feeling...
Living life Kingsize.


5 fav toys/gadgets :

My comp.
My playstation.
The iPod
The F2004
Cisco's routers !!!


5 things I dislike about ppl :

Improper conduct (especially in front of females)
Trying to be cool when they have no substance
Insincerity
Hypocrisy
When people form their opinions purely on the basis of peer pressure.


5 things I dislike about myself :

Haven't judged myself so far.


5 things I love about myself :

Same answer.


I'd love to go out with :

No Comments.


Introvert/extrovert :

Depends. An introvert in real life and an exrovert online.


Optimist/pessimist :

Pessimist


Pet phrase :

Hmm..... I guess one would be "Niceeee" ; "Jaroooooorrr" (from boxer!!!)

Interested in :

Life, Observing people, The power of silence, emotions ... the list goes on.



**o n S t u f f**

1.Where is your favourite place to shop: I hate shopping
2.Any tatoos?: No
3.Do u do drugs?: No
4.What are you listening to right now?: Hey Jealousy (acoustic) - Gin Blossoms
5.What car do you wish to have? Don't know. I guess a Mclaren M1. Not an automobile fan.
6.Where do you want to get married? Hah don't even know if I'll get married !!!

*FAVORITES*

1.Color: Green
2.Subjects in college: Dont' even ask
3.Music: Anything that I like (And no it isnt limited to rock or even english music. Sheesh.)

1.Given anyone a bath? My Pet Parrot (Around 10 years ago)
2.Bungee jumped: Kinda
3.Broken the law: Yep
4.Ever been in love: Depends
5.Made yourself cry to get out of trouble: Nopes

*F i n a l Q u e s t i o n s **

1.How many people are you sending this to?
It's an open invitation. If you are reading this and you don't fill this up and reply back at the address mentioned at the top of this post or in the comments then the bad luck thingie surrounding this tag shall haunt you forever and may you
die of gonorrhoea if you dont. Amen .

2.What is the last film you saw at the theatre? Fight Club (Jaali ,by the way)


Goodnight
A.G

Monday, February 20, 2006

Liberation

The truth shall set you free; liberation awaits me.
Elation can be overwhelming.

Why, then, does this sinking feeling engulf me momentarily?

Saturday, February 18, 2006

Ponderings of a Wandering Mind

Why is it necessary to visit a place of worship on every religious
festival to prove that you still believe in God?
Is a priest holier than I?
Is the devil a greater sinner than I?
Why does everybody need to prove to the world how devoted they truly are?

If the world calls you fake then do you become one?
If the world calls you a genius then do you become one?

I've noticed people in our college buses indulging in all sorts of things ,which are best left mentioned here, but as soon as they pass that Gurudwara on the main road everybody folds their hands, bow their heads and utter something under breath.

How convenient.

Why do we need others to tell us who we are?
Why do we not ,instead, choose to define our own selves?
Why must we always do what our peers 'want' us to do instead of what we really want to do?

When will we realise that reality is perhaps the greatest illusion of all?

Why can we not keep religion aside for a moment and concentrate on God?

I find the terms religion and God divorced from each other. People kill in the name of God. How is everyone OK with that?

Is someone bad because everybody says so?
Is someone good because everybody says so?

Is it abnormal to love someone?
Is it abnormal to have feelings for someone?

How big a deal is lying?
What if we hurt someone without knowing it?

What is someone hates us because of a misunderstanding?
Worse still, what if someone loves us because of a misunderstanding?

Righteousness or Convenience: what would you choose?

Is the answer more important than the question?

Are we human?

What if you hate the man in the mirror one day?

Does the end really justify the means?
Does the journey count for nothing?

Will negativity and its cousins always be present in abundance?

Are people not worthy of being given a second chance?

Why is silence considered to represent weakness?

Why cannot anyone try and just be themselves?

Lyrics

Makes you think....

"She loves me not, she loves me still, but she'll never love again
She lay beside me, but she'll be there when I'm gone
Black heart scarring darker still, yes she'll be there when I'm gone
Yes, she'll be there when I'm gone
Dead sure she'll be there"


"I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight it's only you and me"

"Spare me just three last words.
"I love you" is all she heard.
I'll wait for you, but I can't wait forever"

A.G

Friday, February 17, 2006

Down Memory Road

Going through the IIT pics yet again.
If only I could turn back time.

In the words of Aqua :
"If only I could turn back time, If only I had said what I still hide, If only I could, If only I could ..."
Good Night
A.G

Thursday, February 16, 2006

The History of F.L.I.R.T

OK this is going to be a rather shabby and incomplete summary but it will have to do for now. I only intend to scratch the surface here.

It all started in the second semester. A first year student, Aseem,was making his way to the bus in the evening to get a seat. His journey, however, was soon interrupted by two of his classmates who seemed to be a perfect contrast of black and white ( Abhinav and Sobby).

Anyways, they told me they wanted to a group dance thing for the Annual Function. They followed this by telling me they had
already taken my bag to the hostel and since the buses had already started leaving for their destinations I had no option
but to stay behind.
The three of us then made our way to the hostel where, after about an hour of fooling a rough draft of what these guys had
planned to do was presented to me. I had no clue about who Sobby was at that time( except that he was in our class). Jha was known to me to be the friendly guy who always mingled well with the female. This definition still holds though it has been added upon.
Anyways, practice started and continued till 4:45 a.m with a 25 minute break in between for dinner.
Meenakshi, Premdeep and Shikha Dogra were our counterparts. The latter two were usually too busy checking out which guy was
looking at them while dancing to be concentrating on the actual performance. Anyways, during the auditions (for which we
appeared 9 times!!!) we noticed this group of four people - Saurabh, Mani, Aditi and another girl whose name eludes me right now.
I loved the second song they did with the multiple waves, which Jha, Sobby and I agreed upon were pretty much elongated over 8 beats. Aditi was a girl in class and the only reason I recognised her back then was because she had a boy-cut at the time!!! The fourth girl - I had no idea who she was at the time.

Anyways a semester later, Jha told me we( Jha, Sobby and I) would be going to IIT Delhi's fest for Group Dance. One day, after college, we were exiting from E - Block when Saurah and Mani bumped into us. Jha told them we were going to be practising for IIT . I asked them is they were coming too to which saurabh answered "Bhai ne humein poocha hi nahin" pointing towards Jha to which Jha retorted "Yaar aisi baat nahin hai ...". Anyways, 10 minutes later F.L.I.R.T was born.(without the name at that point though).
Rendezvous 2005( The IIT Delhi fest) came along and there we were - 5 guys in one of India's best engineering institutions trying to figure out where we stood w.r.t Arts colleges and the likes in group dancing. We reached Delhi a night before the
Prelims.
By the way ... The oft repeated phrase " Jaroooooooorrrrrrr" along with the hand gestures originated because of Boxer Bhajji!).
More on that some other time. Harsh Dhand(An IIT topper for 5 years straight in the M.Tech dual degree and whose mom and my mom are colleagues) came to our rescue and arranged speakers and a discman. So we commenced practice in the hostel and finally called it a day (ahem) at 3:00 a.m. Woke up at 8:30 the next day and tried to figure what to do about the costumes.

It may be mentioned here that the day before, the two Saurabhs foraged petrol pumps till 1:00 a.m begging the workers there for their costumes!!! Anyways, the clock struck 10:00 a.m and we found ourselves in Dogra Hall (the venue for the prelims).
We hadn't eaten breakast and were still looking around for costumes. Bruised and battered we looked around only to find the girls from LSR sitting to our left relaxing and drinking lemonade. Didn't make it to the finals then.
Next came Faridkot and things were different from then on. I think it was simply the IIT boost that did it. Anyways, many fests came and went and a year later we found ourselves in the finals of Rendezvous 2006. That's when the 5 of us (atleast) realised that maybe, just maybe, things had come full circle for us. I remember us standing inside the Administration block around an hour before the finals and thinking to ourselves how a year ago we were on the outside of the block (as spectators) trying to get in and it seemed funny how a year later we found ourselves on the other side of the door.
I do believe that man to man were were probably the best there but its as a group that we ,perhaps, lose out a little.Add to this the fact that we always have new girls at every fest.

We've never repeated the same set of girls for any fest.
I've never danced with the same girl twice till now. I hope that changes coz it gets frustrating. Take my word for it.
Especially when you have people who can't even take care of their own clothes!!!(IIT 2006!!! lolz). If you're smiling after
reading this line then you know what I'm talking about, if not then too bad or you!!! haha

Still have lots to write about but I'm getting tired of rambling on and on so I'll call it a day for now.
A.G

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Baby's Day Out

I'm going to die laughing tonight!!!
Dhand is at Sariya's (Sahi's in case you didn't know) and their tenant Manmeet has gone somewhere with his wife for half an hour leaving their baby in the loving arms of the gruesome twosome!!! The baby is crying out loud and kicking them. hahahahah.

My stomach is starting to pain. hahahahahhaa. This is awesome!!!!!
hahahahahahhahahhaha
hahahah
hahahahahhahahahhaaahhahahahaha
hohohohohohahahahahahahah
hooooohahahahahhahahahahahahahhahahaha

The lil tyke's proving to be a handful and they can't seem to get him to shut up.
Here's a part of the conversation going on in messanger right now:

Note: Dhand is also is at his place right now!

inder preet: ok leave it, look we both r in trouble right
gill_aseem: trouble?
inder preet: yep
inder preet: u have to help us out of this
gill_aseem: ?
inder preet: how to make 1 and half year old kid stop crying??????????
BUZZ!!!
gill_aseem: hahahahahahaaha
gill_aseem: usko aksar ki story suna do!
inder preet: plz its serious
gill_aseem:
inder preet: plz c'mon
gill_aseem: door lock karo
gill_aseem: tv on kar lo
inder preet: then?
gill_aseem: guitar
gill_aseem: speakers on kar lo
gill_aseem: nahin to gaaliyaan do oonchi oonchi!
inder preet: stop kidding
inder preet: plz tell us
gill_aseem: else go for a walk or something for some time
inder preet: well he is not moving from bed
inder preet: tell us
gill_aseem: abe tum log jao
gill_aseem: the baby's in ur room?
gill_aseem: ya manmeet's?
inder preet: londe hes manmeet's son!!!!!
gill_aseem: hahahahhahahaaha
inder preet: how can i leave him alone
gill_aseem: shayad tera n geetu ka ho!!!!!!!!
gill_aseem:
inder preet: tell me yaar
inder preet: plz
gill_aseem: hahahaha
gill_aseem: abe i cant help but laugh here!
gill_aseem: hahaa
gill_aseem: mein bata kya ataoun
gill_aseem: ya to ek baar uska darvaaza khadka
gill_aseem: aur bol de
gill_aseem: shehenshah ke raaj mein shaanti raaj karti hai
gill_aseem: apne shaitaan ko khalistan bhej do!
inder preet: be serious
inder preet: plz tell me
gill_aseem: i cant help it dudes!
gill_aseem: hahahha
inder preet: ask ur mom
gill_aseem: shes asleep
inder preet: what to do
inder preet: ur dad
gill_aseem: do thappad laga ghuma ke launde ko
gill_aseem: apne aap set ho jayega
gill_aseem: hes asleep too!
inder preet: abe hes too small
gill_aseem: laga de tu bas
gill_aseem: maar hi de
gill_aseem: naa rahega baans
gill_aseem: na bajegi baansuri
gill_aseem: mooh mein rumaal de de uske
inder preet: abe whenn i scold him he gets louder
gill_aseem: hahahahahahahahahhahahhaha
inder preet: plz
inder preet: tell me
gill_aseem: thoos de rumaal bas
gill_aseem: hahhahaha
inder preet: bata yaar
gill_aseem: abe usko bol chup kare
gill_aseem: aavaaz yahan 3b2 tak aa rahi hai!
inder preet: plz be serious
gill_aseem: waaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh
gill_aseem: wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
gill_aseem: hahahhaha
gill_aseem: hahahahahha
inder preet: abe bata
gill_aseem: dhand bechara
gill_aseem: ab naa voh ruka kabhi sariye ke ghar!!!!!!!!!!!
inder preet: baad mein strike ka latest hal bhi batana hai
gill_aseem: abe mujhe kya pata kaise chup karega
inder preet: any idea
inder preet: any?
gill_aseem: dekh zyaada disturbance hai to ek baar bol to de manmeet ki wife ko
inder preet: they r not at home
gill_aseem: baccha kalla ghar chod gaye????????
inder preet: they will come in 1/2 an hour
gill_aseem: kya baat hai!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
gill_aseem: hahahaha
gill_aseem: accha baccha tumhare paas hai kya???
inder preet: abe imp baat karni hai
inder preet: abhi bata kya karoon
inder preet: ?
inder preet: yes
gill_aseem: hahahhahahaaha
gill_aseem: aaye
inder preet: hes on bed and crying
gill_aseem: abhi se practice shuru!!
gill_aseem: !hahahahaha
gill_aseem: acccha listen
gill_aseem: pick him up
inder preet: abe imp baat karni hai baad mein
gill_aseem: pick him up
inder preet: ab bata kya karoon
gill_aseem: good
inder preet: then?
gill_aseem: now throw him from the balcony!!!!!!!
gill_aseem: bohot mazaa aayega
gill_aseem: kar ke to dekh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
gill_aseem: hahahahahha
gill_aseem:
gill_aseem: acha accha sun
gill_aseem: pick him up
gill_aseem: n usko slowly slowly left n right swings de
gill_aseem: slowlyyyyyyyyy
gill_aseem: n pat him while u do this
inder preet: ok
inder preet: wait a min
gill_aseem: k
gill_aseem: keep him warm
gill_aseem: im laughing really loud here!!!!
gill_aseem:
inder preet: abe what if he pisses on my pyjama?
gill_aseem: hahahahahahaaha almost negligible chance hai
inder preet: ?
gill_aseem: check kar le vaise kahin isi vejah se to nahin ro raha!
inder preet: if that is the case what do u expect me to do?
gill_aseem: check to kar
gill_aseem: but jo kaha hai voh to kar
inder preet: wait
gill_aseem: swings n patting softly
inder preet: des dry
inder preet: he is*
gill_aseem: nice
gill_aseem: swing n pat softly
gill_aseem: repeatedly
inder preet: olk
inder preet: ok
gill_aseem: k
inder preet: hes on my lap
inder preet: now?
BUZZ!!!
gill_aseem: abe hold him to ur chest
gill_aseem: abe jaise moms hold their kids
inder preet: abe hes kicking me
gill_aseem: n then swing him
gill_aseem: kick him back
inder preet: abe hes kicking me
gill_aseem: show him who's boss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
inder preet: be serious
inder preet: plz
gill_aseem: sikha de ronaldo ki aulaad ko
gill_aseem: hahaha
gill_aseem: abe use chest ke paas le ka aa
gill_aseem: bas
gill_aseem: kisi terah
gill_aseem: n swing him from left to right n pat him
gill_aseem: it ALWAYS works
gill_aseem: is dhand laughing as well?
inder preet: he is quite now
inder preet: now?
inder preet: how to entertain him/
inder preet: cos he will start crying again
gill_aseem: nice
gill_aseem: told ya chup ho jayega
inder preet: what can i do to keep him happy
gill_aseem: ab give him something
inder preet: what?
gill_aseem: like a keychain or something
inder preet: wait
gill_aseem: u know.... the coochee coocheee stuff
gill_aseem: nething that'll keep the lil devil busy
inder preet: whatever i am giving hi he putting in his mouth!!!!!!
inder preet: tell me what to do?
BUZZ!!!
gill_aseem: he's hungry then
gill_aseem: u got something to eat?
gill_aseem: daaru pila de
gill_aseem: phir dekh kaise sota hai hahahahahha
inder preet: i have got a guava(amrood)
gill_aseem: hahahahaha
gill_aseem: haan ek kaam kar
gill_aseem: usko chotte chotte pieces mein kaat

They are still busy... hahahahhahaa.
Gotta go give them tips on handling babies!!
Cya
hahahahahahaaha
A.G - Gonna die laughing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well Well Well

Strike at college. No exam today. The buses are still at college and it is 9:58 pm right now!
This, in effect, implies that the entire college is in the hostels tonight.
According to the latest developments this situation may prevail tomorrow as well.
I wonder how 10 people will be sleeping in one room.
I wonder what 10 peoples' smelly socks will be like in a room.
I wonder how the air will smell when 10 people wake up in a room with bad breath and no toothbrushes.
Oh wait... We do have Happy dont' we?!!! hahahaha Kidding.

Anyways we (the lucky ones who got out of college just in time!) have planned a movie marathon for tomorrow at Mr. Sahi's place (Dhand, Sodhi, Gautam, Sahi n I).
This includes lunch and tomorrow's match as well. Yippie!!!
Finally going to watch The Ring (Part 1) right now.

Listening to Two Beds and a Coffee Machine - Savage Garden.

Beautiful song. Beautiful lyrics.
A.G

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Truly Madly Deeply

I don't get it. What's the fuss about Valentine's Day?
Why does everyone have to express their feelings all of a sudden on this single day? What's wrong with the other 364 of them?

Ahh Anyways... Happy Valentine's Day nonetheless.

Finished writing my sessional paper in 55 minutes flat(And I knew the answers) Yowza baby!!!

And I'm sorry once again. No further questions on this.

Here's a song fit for the occasion ...

Savage Garden - Truly Madly Deeply

I'll be your dream
I'll be your wish I'll be your fantasy
I'll be your hope I'll be your love
Be everything that you need
I'll love you more with every breath
Truly, madly, deeply do
I will be strong I will be faithful
'cause I'm counting on
A new beginning
A reason for living
A deeper meaning, yeah

I want to stand with you on
a mountain
I want to bathe with you in the sea
I want to lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me

And when the stars are shining
brightly in the velvet sky,
I'll make a wish send it to heaven
Then make you want to cry
The tears of joy for all the
pleasure in the certainty
That we're surrounded by the
comfort and protection of

The highest powers
In lonely hours
The tears devour you

Oh can you see it baby?
You don't have to close your eyes
'Cause it's standing right
before you
All that you need will surely come

I'll be your dream I'll be your wish
I'll be your fantasy
I'll be your hope I'll be your love
Be everything that you need
I'll love you more with every breath
Truly, madly, deeply do

I want to stand with you on a
mountain
I want to bathe with you in the sea
I want to live like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me

A.G

Monday, February 13, 2006

I Am Sam

Watch it.

Sunday, February 12, 2006

Behind The Lines

It turns out we were first at PEC. After we left the venue yesterday inside sources informed us that there was a serious confrontation between the PEC students and the PEC authorities over the decision to award the home team the first prize instead of us. The event manager's daughter (a part of the winning team) was assured of the prize before the competition).
If I were to condense my peers' feelings in one sentence it would be this:


PEC : We shall see you at Thapar/PU next month.

I ,personally, wouldn't have put it so strongly though. It's not the prize that I'm after. The day anyone realises this is the day they shall know a part of me.
Plus we were invited today as well for a guest performace which was declined and the reasons for which are of no significant relevance to the subject at hand.
Watched the video of the performance today.
I'd give it 5.5/10.
That's still better than PEC though.(4.5/10)
Hope to be atleast 8/10 one day.
One day ...
G'night
A.G

Saturday, February 11, 2006

Just a Little Something

1.The PEC finals were today.
2.Abhinav fell off the stage during the performance(approx 10 feet in height).
3.Sulbha lost the upper half of her costume(that accounts for the last minute hushed up girls costumes).
4.Mani was dancing with his fly open.
5.I took to the stage with pain that felt like being stabbed repeatedly with a knife (a 6 and a half minute hell).
6.A TV channel wants us to perform live on stage.
Too sleepy to type more points.
Good night
A.G

Monday, February 06, 2006

Duty Leave

I am of the opinion that a short tempered person has no place in civilised society; but then again, civilised people are on the endangered species list as well.

I was caught yawning in the RTOS lecture today. There was, however, one little problem - I WASN'T yawning.
In fact,if anything, RTOS and IBS (the lecture preceding it) were the only two lectures that I actually paid attention to in this sem.
C'mon have a heart.

Happy Birthday in advace, Aditi. I say this now because, knowing me, I shall forget it as usual.
I'm on Duty Leave for the rest of this week.(PEC) Hurray for that!
Practice, today, was a farce.
For once,I just remembered a little chat I had with myself in my head while watching practice today:

Why do I dance?
Because I choose to.
Why do I choose to?
Because I love to.
Why do I love to?
Love seldom has a reason.
That is reason enough.

It's one out of some reasons that make me believe I have something to live for. Something to confide in. Something to help me get through.To somewhere. Anywhere.
Amen
A.G

Sunday, February 05, 2006

Busy

Very, very tired.
Have been dancing for around six and a half hours.
Half an hour break in all. It's 11:30 right now and I still have to prepare the final mixes for the prelims and final performances.
I have to download a V to A converter and convert a video and use Jet Audio to rip another one.
Assignments......Dammit I forgot!!!!!!
Got to burn dics for tomorrow's practice.
Sorry can't type right now.
It's going to be a long night.
I just hope I get atleast an hour of sleep, though it seems highly unlikely.
I'm going to be limping around in college,this week, thanks to cramps. It's pretty severe.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh...
I need painkillers right now.
Anyways, enough for a night... Gotta run.
Goodnight
A.G

Friday, February 03, 2006

Hectic Schedule??? Not Quite

Life's going to be rough this week.
It's 10:40 p.m right now and Jha's coming over to learn the dance moves for the new song.
Going to sleep at 6:00 a.m (If I DO sleep that is!!)
Sobby is next in line to be taught the steps. Then ,offcourse, we have the Herculean task of teaching the girls the WHOLE routine!!!! boo hoooo
This will be taking place tomorrow morning and shall continue till evening but I shall take leave in the afternoon to attend MBA class followed by CCNA class only to return to practice at around 9:00 p.m again to practice the power moves. The same routine goes for Sunday as well (and for the next week in general).
Oh and did I mention we STILL have to choreograph a whole song? Haha... guess I forgot.
Assignments!!!!!!!!!! Craaaaappppppppppp
Inderpreet Kaur ...... Save my soul once again.
"Meri taan degree hi tuhade bharose chal rahi hai!!!!".Hahahahaha
Thanks a lot for everything IP (and I'm not just talking about the assignments or academic stuff).
Anyways, I shall take leave to start gear up for my midnight 'tryst' (lol) with Jha.
Hectic Schedule but It's ok; I've seen worse schedules.
May the Lord be with me (oh and with you too!)
Amen
A.G

Thursday, February 02, 2006

Advice

Sometimes you need to stop trying to do something and actually do it.

A.G

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Editing

Can't really talk right now. Editing the final mix (of the track) for the PEC prelims.
By the way ... went to see the PHL finals(Sariya, Jha, Jassi, Dhand, Amitoj and I). Bangalore won.
Peace
A.G

Dance With My Father - Luther Vandross

Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around 'til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end

How I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way, I would run from her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end

'Cause I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again
Sometimes I'd listen outside her door
And I'd hear how my mother cried for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I'm praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don't do it usually
But dear Lord she's dying
To dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream