I am back in my original blog...

Friday, November 6, 2009

I am back in my original blog....

http://asitdhal.blogspot.com/ 

See you there

now I am an Oracle Certified Associate

Sunday, September 13, 2009

I was going through a bad time. I am really sorry for my last disgusting post.  Now I am slowly recovering.

At last, I appeared in the Pl/SQL exam. I got 58/66. Now I am an Oracle Certified Associate.

Yesterday I called the prometric center to prepone my exam. They refused to listen me. Even they warned me that I might loose the entire exam if I extend anymore. But they allowed me an extra 10 hours. My exam shifted from morning 9 am to evening 7 pm. I covered only few chapters, mugged up some teeny-weeny points and finally I appeared and became an oracle certified associate.

After waiting for nearly 4 months, TCS has sent an assurance mail that they will call us by the end of Sept 09. Ohhhh after so long, my monotonous life is going to end.So I have canceled my Bangalore trip.

Now I have nearly a month ahead and nothing to do. I have decided to design a facebook application in PHP, specially for blogging . Let's see I am going to complete this upto what extent. Friends please wise me best of luck so that I can make this stuff.

introvert to misanthrope

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

I was an introvert. I never liked talking to strangers, sharing secrets with others, etc. I always enjoyed being alone.

Now I am slowly turning to a misanthrope. Slowly, but surely, a  strong aversion towards others is developing and dominating inside me. My inner thought is whining against everyone who comes to me, who wants to talk to me.

I am really paranoid about others. I want to kill everyone, hang them in front of my house so that no one will dare to come to me. The devil inside me is wreaking me and killing my moral values. 
 

tecahers' day....

Friday, September 4, 2009

Yesterday was Teachers' Day. I knew this from Neha's Blog. This is not my fault, no one told me ab this. I am already 22+ and no more respect teachers like school kids or ancient disciples. For me, teachers are a group of professional who read once, deliver many times and get money many times. It's like an ever green business in which you have to invest only once.

In school, we used to celebrate teachers' day. Actually, we never do anything, Teachers do everything, starting from arrangement for food packets to setting up microphone, podium, etc. We used to have debate competition in this day. Once I had participated in such kind of competitions and forgot everything I had mugged up as soon as I reached the podium. Hence, the next day I was knelled down for 1 hour for poor performance.

Then in +2, teachers day was like another ordinary day to bunk classes. Only the front benchers gift pens, cards and diaries to them. In +2, he hate teachers becoz most of them taught us only one chapter through out the year.

In engineering, teachers' day was like another day to party. We needed to party, so we invented the reason. In our section, we had a group of boys who always sit behind the girls. They were responsible for everything. The day before, they used to send us sms to bring Rs. 50/- for teachers' day celebration. On that day, first we avoid them, then we give money with a lot of hesitation and they take with sheer ecstasy.
They invite the lab assistants, lectures, professors and HOD. But we were never invited. We had to attend the ceremony voluntarily so that we get the minimum "return on investment". The poor teachers were made to speak before us. They were served coal drinks and snacks.

But now my study life is over. I may not get a chance to even celebrate this great day again.

once a tudent...now a job seeker

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Yesterday, we had our OMI evaluation. After a long time, I went to college. The college has drastically changed. New faces were poking out before me. The campus has changed a lot, the infrastructure has drastically improved.

Everybody was loitering inside the campus. Boys and girls were strolling with each others' hands together. Everybody was busy in their own way. I was busy feeling nostalgic.

Six months back I was one of them. I enjoyed a lot in my engineering life, worked hard to gain technical skill, made a lot of caring friends, hated a lot of peoples, bunked classes, got binary marks, goofed up vivas and sucked cigarette butts. 4 years passed like 4 days. Unlike most of my friends, I was recruited in a bad company and the recession snatched away the chance of getting a good job. Now I am still depending upon my parents for money and shelter.

Desi + American

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

My new blog is sucking like shit. For last two days, I have a grand total of 3 visitors. No readers, no comments, everything goes unnoticed. Even I am also lacking topic to write. Now I realized my mistake....but no regret..I did what I decided !!!

Sripad called me from Bangalore and talked to me in English. He is trying to learn Americal ascent. Fuck off....just because they have money, they r making us speak in their own way. It's really funny to listen to him. You can imagine, Desi ascent + American Ascent... I don't know how Americans feel to talk to Indians imitating their way of pronunciation.

I am going to Bangalore in 15th September. Let's hope, I will get a job !!!!

crazy thoughts

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Last night, I haven't slept. Now, I am feeling dizzy...Fuck !!!!!!!!

The weather in Bhubaneswar is horrible. It heavily rains in one hour and in next hour, the scorching heat makes life miserable. And the thundersome is deadlier than this "heavy rain-scorching heat" situation. I have to unplug my computer and modem every time I go outside.

I lost all the links in my blog roll when I changed the template. I managed to get these two links from the history. So I have nothing to read in the next few days. Anyone who will put a comment will definitely be put in the blog roll.


Some twitter updates....
chetan bhagat
website for 4th book almost done. hope to launch in next 2-3days..

Look how chetan is preparing for his 4th book. He started one, now more than 100 IITians are following him.




Now look at the girl and jerk off....I am kidding !!!!


She is so damm beautiful.....

my first photography

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Now it's raining outside. No one can dare to go outside without an umbrella or a raincoat. That's the weather of Bhubaneswar. It's completely boring to stay home and watch all the fucking programs in the TV.

Today, I tried my hand in photography. I have taken few snaps, here it goes...



This is the hill in front my building. 15 years back, it was a jungle with foxes, hyenas and elephants and a small fountain. Now it's a highly populated residential area. It's no more looking like a hill. The fountain is the largest drainage system in the locality.



This is the top view from our terrace. The area looks greenish in the rainy season.



This is the back side of our building. The interesting thing is that, a family in this area has 30 pet cats. It's really amazing to watch the cats play and fight with each others.

loose motion

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

I was having loose motion for last couple days. For those who are unable to understand what is loose motion, let me make you understand first. Here it goes,

It's Mother Nature's way of loving you. As a result she calls you in a regular interval. So you have to "answer the nature's call" regularly. Because, Mother Nature is one of the most powerful female personality like Sonia Gandhi, Hilary Cliton and Rakhi Sawant, you may hate her, love her, but can't ignore her. After obeying her regularly(2-3 times a day), you become sick.

Today I went to hospital. I choose KIMS. It's one of the private hospital in Bhubaneswar, but unlike others they provide free medical service. So a lot of poor and selfish people go to this hospital. I got the out patient card. The clerk changed my name to SATI from ASIT. I asked them to rectify. They rectified this with a pen. But I was still SATI in the database.

I waited for 20 minutes. For the first time, I saw the effect of Swine Flu in Bhubaneswar. Every hospital staff was wearing mask, but instead 3 layer surgical mask, they used one layer mask. False sense of security...ha ha ha. This is how immune system is psychologically strengthened.
Nurses were looking pathetic.

The doctor asked me a few questions about the disease and some questions about the swine flu symptoms. He checked my blood pleasure. Then he filled up the prescription in letters that resembled like ECG reading. I returned home.

a new beginning ...

After shutting down Life Like This, I have started this blog hoping that I will never dare to shut this down again. I desperately needed a change, a change for a new beginning.

Let me say something about me before I begin my journey in this new world. I was a regular blogger, a rather popular one in my group. I wrote everything I noticed, felt and did . That's why sometimes I was severely fucked up, sometimes I fucked up some innocent ones and sometimes I used fictitious characters so that I could fuck them up. As a result, I felt morose and guilty of not being the one that everyone expects. But I slowly grew up mentally and emotionally. Now I don't know what others are saying, but in my view I am a perfect one.


I am Asit Kumar Dhal, a computer science graduate from a small city engineering college. I am promised a job, but till now I am completely jobless. After 3 months of passing out from the college, I am wasting my parent's money in honing my skill. I like reading novels, watching movies and exploring new things.

I am an introvert kind of person and I hate to mingle with strangers. That's why I have very few friends. I am single and in next few months I have no chance of being coupled with any one(of course a girl).

bye bye hot chicks

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Finally after doing a lot of brain work, I have decided not to attend any more advanced java classes. It's better to read SQL and PL/SQL and prepare for walk-in than attending boring java lessons. Anyway, I will miss the hot busty chicks.

I have decided to appear in the first part of OCA exam in the 25th of this month. And I have also made a decision to go for 2nd part in the next month. Let's hope it's not a hasty decision.

My smoking habit is slowly being trailed off. Now I am smoking one or two cigarettes a day. Smoking might be injurious to health, but it's surely a threat to my wallet. I am jobless. And even 20 bucks a day is a big thing for me. I don't want to burn any more stuffs.

Today I read the blog http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2009/08/rape-in-eye-of-man.html. I felt very sorry for the male community for being blamed for so many bad things. I don't know why our dicks stand so early. Can somebody explain me this ?? Do girls hate stuffing things inside ??

why life is so uncertain ???

Thursday, August 13, 2009

One year back, life was so interesting.



Now everything is changed. Life is uncertain. Again C,C++, Unix, Oracle....walk-in !!!

virtual girls and shitty relationships

Yahoo/google developed yahoo messenger/gtalk. They got their market share and a good amount money by doing advertising. And lonely guys in small cities used these so that they can find a red hot vagina to stuff their dicks inside. This a bitter fact about instant messaging.

A girl is ugly. The only one who loves her is her Mom. No one ever looks at her. Her life is messy, worse than the prostitutes in the African countries. She grows up. One day she comes to know about this great technology called "Internet". The other day, she uses it. Now she finds web sites like orkut/facebook, which is a complete virtual world, everything can be made by keyboard and mouse. She downloads the sexiest photo of Jessica Alba, uploads it, makes a new address of her. Now her life is interesting and worth living.



On the other end, a guy finds an irresistible urge inside her to talk to a girl, share his thoughts with her and finally satisfy his physical needs. He curses all the doctors who kill the female fetus before they see the light. All girls in his class are busy with someone rich and handsome. Then he uses this beautiful web site called Orkut. He adds some girls with nice profiles.

Now, two unsatisfied souls find each others' soul mate. They talk. They talk like shit. They forget the real world around them. They forget all good friends.

A friend of mine was involved in such kind of relationship. They talked. They did phone sex. After that they met in CCD. The girl was pitch black. Her face was stinking. After their date session, he threw up on the way home.

Boys are dumb. They never accept the fact about virtual relationship. No one can find his/her soul mate in theses social communities. People start relationship, stay in relationship for sometime and finally end up in wasting time and money.

Mild earthquake in bhubaneswar

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

It's 1:30 am. I am studying PHP. I felt a mild earthquake . My computer table is trembling. I may not see tomorrow's sun rise !!!!!!

Manas called me and confirmed me that there is a mild earthquake in Bhubaneswar and Cuttack.

holiday scribbling

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

After a lot of tog-of-war between OCA and SCJP, I have decided to go for OCA. Today, I bought the book "OCA/OCP Study Guide". I again wasted Rs 405/-. This is a great book according to Biswa. I have 501 pages to read, a lot of scary looking SQL commands to type and a very expensive exam to appear. Wish me best of luck !!!!!!! Ha ha ha !!!!!


Viruses, worms, ad wares, spy wares and pirated software had made my life miserable. I had to format this 4 year old box once in every week. But Ubuntu Operating System solved every little problem. Now, I am using completely free and open source softwares which are hardly affected by these devils. User interface and performance is much better than Windows XP and programming in Linux environment is even better. Ubuntu rocks !!!!!!

Last Sunday I bought 3 t-shirts in Rs 450/-. It was a "buy one, get 2 free" offer. Now competition is making the service better. I felt very happy after buying these t-shirts. I showed them to my sister and mother. Today my father bought me a t-shirt for Rs 125/-. It was much better than the t-shirts I have bought. He may be older, a little outdated, but he still makes better judgment than me. I don't know when I will buy something for him in my own money.

beauty without brain

Thursday, July 30, 2009

At last, God listened me and sent two chicks to my advanced java class. They are beautiful girls and in the first class I was so engrossed in looking at her(I like one of them) that I couldn't understand a single line.


Yesterday, I missed the class because I caught a very bad cold. Today I was told I missed the real beauty revealing demonstration of their low neck tops which they wore yesterday.

Today I discovered another fact about them. Beauty and brain don't come in a single package. These two ladies are the best examples of this quote. They have nothing in their brains, even they can't write a very naive servlet code(technical stuff).

I hope either these dumb girls or their boy-friends don't find this blog.

education ruined me....

Sunday, July 19, 2009

This great recession is affecting my life like shit. Till now, no joining. I have nothing to do other than reading novels and studying for pre-ILP and advanced java. I am also doing other things, but right now I can't mention it over here(readers...it's personal).



I have been studying for last 19 years.(guess my age....22). In school, my teacher taught me A for apple and and in engineering my friends taught me A for asshole. hmmm.....higher education ruined me !! Not only me, it ruined a lot of people. You want an example. Here it goes....

A girl in my +2 batch was recently caught while watching porn. We(me and she) used to study physics, chemistry and mathematics under same roof. Last year, she was doing her engineering and staying in hostel. Unfortunately, she had forgotten to lock the door from inside. She was caught red handed. Some trustworthy girls leaked this information to their obedient boy-friends. Now, everybody knows this. Poor girl !!

Girls, while driving, fasten seat belts, it will save u from accidents and getting fined by traffic police; During sex, ask your boy friend to use condom, you won't have to lay down with your pants off before a 45 year old doctor to kill the innocent baby growing inside your womb. And while watching porn, lock the door from inside and erase the log from "Recent Items". These may be normal, but this becomes over-sensitive and highly attention drawing if species like u are involved in this shit.

Ohh...I am going off-topic. I am too bad in RDBMS. I don't know how I cleared this paper in 4th semester. Last month I decided to work on this. I started to study ER-Diagram. It took nearly a week to complete the entire chapter. Finally I jumped to oracle. I installed Oracle 10g Express Edition, then uninstalled it, again installed Oracle 10g Standard edition. but it didn't satisfied me. Finally I became stable in Oracle 9i. I started SQL, covered 3 chapters. I made scary looking tables, consisting of more than 15 columns and inserted more than 20 records. But I stuck in the 4th chapter. Then I gave up. Yes, I gave up. Now I am studying Advanced Java, hoping it will feed me in future.

Our advanced java class is even scarier than these big SQL tables. Forget about staring, you can't look at the girls. I cursed God for putting me in such a pathetic group. Ha ha ha...I can curse God. That's an advantage of being agnostic. You can curse God, praise him, pray him...u can do anything that makes you happy and suits the situation !!!

multiple personalities

Saturday, July 11, 2009

The names of the characters are not real.

It was a frigid overcast outside. Like everyday, I was getting bored sitting before my computer and reading the fat novels. A friend called me and informed me that a little get-together is going on in Infocity and asked me to attend it. I obeyed like a loyal servant of an angry king.

I peeled off my torn trouser, put on my foul smelling t-shir and headed towards Infocity. Suddenly the drizzle started. Within 10 minutes I reached my destination and the drizzle stopped. This is my luck. Everything comes in my way when I am in the right path.

They smoked and I sipped the tea. We discussed a lot of things, starting from Nandan Nilikani to boobs of our x-classmates.

Shakti : "Which girl in our section has the most beautiful boobs ?"
Amit : "What about Smruti ?"
Shakti : "How do u know ?"
Amit : "His x-boy friend told me?"
Sidharth: "Common....she is our bhabi."

Actually, Smurti and Jaggu got paired recently and Jaggu is an x-member in our group. Before that Sidharth was mad after Smruti. He proposed her 3 times and she denied him as if she had PMS.

Shakti : "She is not only our Bhabi, but also our one-sided-x-bhabi ?"

Sidharth looked embarrassed. We always embarrass him and make him miserable.

Sidharth : "Are bhabi maa saman hota hey ?

me : "So u proposed ur maa ?""

Everybody chortled. I giggled as if I got 9.7 CGPA in my semester. Sidharth scowled at me.

He threw his cigarette and left. No body stopped him.


Every human being consists of multiple personalities, in other sense we all have double standards in all walks of life. We all need to behave differently in different circumstances. Otherwise we may become hero in one situation, but will miserably fail in other.

Tapan's Reception

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

From left Biswa, Sunil, Tapan, Dina and me, Bibhu was taking the snap.


This guy lost his virginity in the night of 21.06.09.


Finally, bibhu and me.....njoying our blissful life with cheap incandescent stick !!!

a horrible plan

Thursday, June 25, 2009

This post is for those who don't believe in true love.

I have an absurd plan and all my good fucking school friends are going to help me to execute it. And after this plan, I am going to change a delusion about me.

Well this is not a hasty plan, but a consensual one. So no regrets for this.

This plan is all about my first crush, Ruplina. I am gonna talk to her, take her to CCD, propose her and if everything happens according to the plan, then finally I am gonna break up with her. Isn't it absurd ????

Stage-1>>
Actually, she is already in a relationship with someone(not sure about physical relationship). If anybody has any information, please pass on to me. If u gv information with substantial evidence, I may reward u, but the reward is not negotiable. According to my plan, my friends who have dexterity in kicking, punching, slapping, scolding in public, etc. will try their best to intimidate her poor boyfriend. They are authorized to go to any extent.(I am dangerous !!!!!)
So this stage of the plan is surely going to be successful.

Stage-2>>
Ruplina belongs to a middle class family and her career and family background will never allow her to marry a highly paid groom. Though I am not highly paid, but one day I will(may) be highly paid software engineer. So under every circumstances, I am the best guy she will ever get. So I will talk to her personally, try to convince her about the advantage of staying in my side. So lets hope this stage of the plan will also be successful.

Stage-3>>
Now the difficult part, being in relationship with her. I will love slightly more than her boyfriend. This time my friends who are expert in dealing with girls will teach me everything about this part.

Stage-4>>
I am gonna show her my inability to marry her. Don't think I am impotent. And finally the sad part, I am gonna leave her !!!!!!!!!!

N.B.: I may be attached emotionally to her, but no kisses, no hug, no sex !!!!

A friend and an asshole inside me-3

Friday, June 19, 2009

My 4 year fucking long engineering life is over and am gonna join TCS in next few months(let's hope joining letter comes in time). I hv nothing to do other than working out in Gym and studying for TCS pre-ILP.

Sidharth broke up with his +3(passed out) girl and now he is after another girl.

Yesterday, we met in the Infocity (sidharth and me, not his 2nd girl friend). He appreciated my toned up body and my Scoth & Sodha t-shirt.

Sidharth : "You want to meet my new girl friend".
me : "Nop"
Sidharth : "She is a nice girl, completely looks like an angel and you will be happy to meet her"

I told to myself, If she looks 10% like an angel, she would have never been ur girl friend.

me : "How do her wings look ???"
Sidharth : "wings...fuck!!!!! use ur common sense.If somebody says, a girl looks like an angel, then she is really beautiful...like Cameron Diaz."

I wanted to ask him who said Cameron Diaz looks like an angel.

me: "Then, I will definitely meet her. Tell me something about her."

He told a lot of things about Nikita. After some time, our topic of discussion slowly shifted from Nikita to TCS, Swine Flu and a Shiney Ahuja's rape activity, etc.

Finally, I realized.........

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

puri trip

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Recession has almost made me job less, no joining till September. Last Sunday, we went on a vacation to Puri. Bhakta used the bus service and Assem and me used my own bike service. This was a nice trip. Here goes some snaps...

an accident becoz of over weight

Sunday, May 31, 2009

It was 8:30 pm. I came out of the Gym after a heavy work out. The place was a little crowded because of Gym and the cheap restaurant(Mirch Masala). It was a nice evening because of the zephyr. I put off my t-shirt and sat on my bike. I was looking at the chicks strolling near the restaurant. Some were relaxing after the work out in the Gym and some were relaxing after emptying their boyfriends' pockets in the restaurant. In both cases they were happy.

A fat guy was standing near me. He was probably trying to talk to someone on the phone.

Suddenly a Scooty pep braked to a sudden stop near him. A dark complexioned girl was riding with a fat lady behind her. The Scooty was overloaded becoz of these two ladies and at least three vegetable bags.

dark girl : "Hi !!! What r u doing here ??"
fat guy : "Hello !!! nothing....just working out in Gym"

The fat lady looked at the fat guy. I visualized if these two will ever get married, TATAs will have to make a bigger Nano so that their whole family can comfortably travel.

The fat guy held his palms close and said "Namaste Aunty"

The fat lady was getting support by propping her left hand on the Scooty and was holding a bag full of some heavy stuffs in the other hand. She loosed her one hand (may be she wanted to bless her daughter's friend). Unfortunately TVS has made the Scooty not considering these fat people. The Scooty became imbalanced and both this ladies fell down.

The lady fell down with her legs and thighs on the the Scooty and her back resting on the road. The dark girl was struggling to balance the Scooty and the fat lady was struggling to cover her dark legs.

Two stray dogs looked at them. Probably they were attracted by some the material in the bag which was badly crushed in this accident.

Now the fat guy was looking embarrassed.

The Gym people, a security guard, one old man, a bunch of kids, two handsome boys with two beautiful girls and a big family consisting of not less than 10 members gathered at that place.

The fat guy helped his girl-friend and his girl-friend's mother. The security guard brought a bottle of water.

I felt to suggest them not to drink. Because not only the design of the Scooty, but also the bulky figure was responsible for this accident. Drinking water might increase their weight leading to more vulnerable condition.

The dogs slowly came closer and started to sniff the bags.

By this time, both these ladies were ready to go in the Scooty.

Finally everybody left the place leaving behind the dogs, the security guard and me.

A friend in love and an asshole inside me-2

Monday, February 2, 2009

6 moths latter

Its 4:30 pm. I was riding bike and Sidhart was behind me. We decided to go to Big Bazaar. We reached Rupali Square, suddenly it rained. We stopped at a nearby shopping mall. He started to talk about his girlfriend. I wanted to leave that place immediately. But I have a conscience which stopped me.

Two beautiful girls came in a scooty pep. They were completely drenched. I looked at them. I thanked God to send such beautiful girls for my time pass. It was better to look at them than a completely veg discussion about a +3 (passed out) girl.

One of them was completely wet. She was really beautiful. She was looking like a wallpaper angel. Her curves were clearly visible. She covered herself with a black salwar. She was adjusting her hair time and again. She was damm hot.

I looked at Sidharth. He was standing with mouth wide open. I stared at Sidharth and talked

me : "hey.. married man !! What are u doing ??"
Sidharth :"man....she is damm hot"
me : "hey asshole ...stop looking at her...u have already some one to stare"

I told to myself "Not only u can stare at ur +3 (passed out) girl, u can also explore her".
I discovered an asshole in him. In fact there is an asshole in every man, only situation makes it visible to the outside world. Unfortunately this asshole had made his mouth open as if the wallpaper-angel is going to kiss him.

me : "buddy close ur mouth"
Sidharth : "ohhh...r u a homosexual ?? why r u looking at me ??"

Suddenly I felt insulted. I asked to myself "If I were a homosexual, I would never look at Sidharth. Fuck...... he has never looked at himself in the mirror. "

I thought why such girls are not in my engineering college. Probably her parents are more intelligent. If the girl looks like an wallpaper-angel, what is the need of studying engineering.

Rain stopped. They left me and Sidharth. We headed towards the Big Bazaar. I hoped better wallpaper-angels in the Big Bazaar.

We reached the Big Bazaar and parked our bike in the parking lot. There are so many beautiful girls with their boy friends. Some are gossiping, some are eating and some doing nothing.
I also found some of my colony heroes demonstrating their heroic activity by following beautiful girls, trying to collide with them intentionally.

We got inside. Unfortunately we met the +3(passed out) girl. To my astonishment, this +3 (passed out) girl was beautiful, was damm hot. Sidharth introduced me in his native language.
Sidharth belonged to Western Orissa. Western Orissa people have a very funny way of pronunciation. The alphabet 'a' in every word is substituted by the alphabet 'e'. And they are proud of this.

Sidharth and the +3 (passed out) girl talked with each other. They ignored me. Now the asshole inside the +3(passed out) girl came outside. In fact there is an asshole in every human being, only situation makes it visible to the outside world. Sidharth requested me to wait outside. I started to feel morose.

I came outside. I was mesmerized by the wallpaper-angel. I smoked a cigarette. After 15 minutes Sidharth called me and told me he was in the parking lot. I told him to wait for 15 minutes. I wanted to make him feel how I was feeling in last 15 minutes. I smoked another cigarette. I chose the largest route to the parking lot.

Sidharth : What the fuck u doing...why r u so late ??
me : I was busy with Ruplina.....like u with +3(passed out) girl
me : +3(passed out) girl was damm hot.
Sidharth : man...its cheap. U should not call her by her qualification.
me: U never told me her name.
Sidharth : Buddy .. its classified information.

We headed back to our home. On my way I thought about Ruplina .

A friend in love and an asshole inside me-1

Sunday, February 1, 2009

I am starving for a topic to blog . I tried to write so many and unfortunately I saved all of those in my draft folder. This is what happens if u try to write something and ur luck does not allow u to do so. Any way yesterday I was talking to Sidharth(name changed because I am not going to bite my conscience after the blog gets published.) . He told me that his girl friend left him. In better English they have broken up.

Here I am writing all the chat records between Sidharth and me nearly 13 moths back.

me : Hi buddy .. r u busy ???
Sidharth :nop... I am going to Book Exhibition to buy a pen drive.
me: How much ??
Sidharth: 2 GB is Rs 650/- and 1GB is Rs 350/-
me:Will u go alone ??
Sidharth:nop...with mandu

In our world, mandu means girl friend.

me:lol.....
Sidharth: its true....I got my life partner.
me:She is from which college ??
Sidharth: She does n't belong to any college.
me: ohh....then she is a school kid or a house wife !!!!!!

I was being sarcastic. The problem is that if one of ur friend gets paired, u have to put some restriction on ur behavior with him. He won't be a normal friend. He needs some special treatment and his girl friend needs treatment like the girl friend of ur colony don. If u ever mess with his girl friend, he will behave as if you have kicked his naked ass with ur Woodland shoe. If u can't trust me, they try on ur newly paired friend.

Sidharth: Common man......she is ur bhabi and try to respect her.

Suddenly he forgot how we both respected other bhabis.

Sidharth: She had completed her +3 last year. she is very innocent and clear from her heart.

For the 2nd time in my life, I found him praising some girl from heart. Love does not come alone, it comes with a lot of moral values and respect towards girls. Unfortunately at that time I was dumb and sent him a banner showing "Ur mandu(girlfriend) is clear not only from her heart , but also from her ass."

Sidharth: What is this, asshole ????

Suddenly he discovered an asshole in me.

Sidharth: I am serious. She is my life partner.
me:give me her phone number.
Sidharth:What are u going to do with her phone number ??
me:I am going to worship my new Bhabi.
Sidharth: Go to hell and worship Ruplina.

At that time Ruplina was alive and busy with her boy friend in this earth. I felt I should behave properly, otherwise he is going to eat up my leftover brain with all those holy words he had learned by scolding others and from English movies.

me: I am very glad about ur success.

Sidharth signed out.


The next day he came to me and we both went to the Mohini Complex Fast Food. He discussed a lot about her attitude, her behavior and how she looks. For the first time in my life, we discussed about a girl's beauty without considering the vital organs. I slowly discovered this new lady in Sidhart's life was indirectly, but slowly making my life boring and turning his life beautiful(don't take the -ve side...I was not envy of his love) . After that when we met, he talked about his dream, future plan, plan about marriage,job, etc.

He was in sheer ecstasy .

As his friend, I was happy.

Ignorance is bliss !!!!!!!

Friday, January 23, 2009

"Fuck...I have to wait for 60 seconds."

It was already 5:55 pm and I had only 5 minutes to pick up Dina and reach Interface(Its a popular Java training institute in Bhubaneswar).

Just 2 meters away, a beggar, actually a beggar family, was standing near the divider. This was not the first time I saw them. This is because, these beggars were professional and they had already made the Nalco Square their temporary home. I tried to guess something about their family. Their family might consist of a mother beggar(who always stands near the divider and never begs anything from anyone) and nearly half dozens little beggars who are going to be the future beggars of our society. The father beggar might have abandoned them All those little beggars were looking alike, talking in some funny language. Their language reminded me about Abinash.



Suddenly, a little beggar came to me and asked me for some money in Hindi. hmmm......in future these beggars are really going to be successful. I gave nothing as usual. Then he went near a Maruti 800 . This time some one from the front seat gave him a half eaten Ice Cream. Unfortunately it fell down. But little beggar picked it up and ran to the other side of road. He ate that happily.

The traffic lights became green and I started my bike and crossed the traffic post.

I remembered the phrase "Ignorance is bliss". I have read it in a Philosophy Community. If u know little about something, u r going to worry little ab that. The little kid was not aware of the fatal disease causing bacterias, the ice cream had when he picked it up from the road. He was living like a dog. He was only eating, sleeping and playing. He was not worried about the future.
His life was really blissful.

I stopped thinking and moved fast. I had to reach in time.

we three in Interface

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Its already 5:30 pm, just 30 minutes left to reach Interface(Interface is a Java training institute in Bhubaneswar). It took me 20 minutes to reach the institute. When I reached the institute, the classroom was houseful with two strangers teaching some weird stuffs and 70 fools listening them with 200% concentration. The weird stuff was "how to install Linux ??" The 1st stranger was instructing how to install Linux on the 60" LCD screen . The 2nd stranger was standing on the podium at a meter distance from 1st stranger and was gazing at the beautiful girls at the front row. Actually Linux installation was in our syllabus and Interface brought these two strangers to teach us Linux.

After sitting nearly for 15 minutes, we decided to leave the classroom. This was not the first time we decided to leave the class in the middle. We usually do this in college, either voluntarily or forcefully. Finally we three stood up and went outside. We became the heroes for a some seconds. Unfortunately nobody asked these heroes to stop, even no one looked at us. The heroins, sitting behind us, jumped onto our seats with a lot of satisfaction. I collected my ID card from the counter and left the institute.At the parking lot, we made a roadside GD about the picnic.

Our java teacher is a very interesting man. He has a very special dictionary. In this dictionary every word ends with the alphabet 'a'. An imaginary devil has warned him to use the word 'just' in every sentence(lol...). Again its offensive to laugh in his class. I dared to laugh in his first class and he gave me a lot of -ve warnings and asked me to take +vely. So we three are going through a very bad situation(Imagine some one is giving a lecture in which every word ends with an 'a' and the word 'just' is compulsory in every sentence).

N.B. :- here we three means three idiots of our section Dina, Jari and me. Dipak is going to join us in the next week. We are going to have a blast in the coming days.