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.

3 minutes with a girl

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

My exam is on 28th Nov. , but still I am doing my social service(I am born helpful).

As a part of this social service, yesterday I went to Xiver Institute of Management, Bhubaneswar to submit 4 XAT forms(but I am not appearing for XAT... he he he) of some of my close friends(I am very helpful to my friends.....). I reached the institute, parked my bike in the parking lot and finally reached the admission office.

When I entered the room, there was a beautiful girl submitting her form. She was really beautiful. She was looking like a model. I came close to her. She was wearing a yellow top. Her bra outline was clearly visible(ohhh I lost all my moral values).



man at the counter : Write your XAT id on the back side of the draft. Staple the form with the draft and put in that box.

Fortunately I had a pen and unlike my section girls she hadn't.(yesterday was my day...he he he). She was in need of something which only I can fulfill.

girl in yellow top : Can you please give me your pen ?????????????????????

me:Yes, bu...tt this is a bbblack one. (stammering probably because of psychological reason)

girl in yellow top : Ok..its fine.

I again did a social service. I gave her the pen and she submitted her form. She went away without thanking me.

I submitted all the forms and came outside.

I regained all my moral values and returned home.

seminar

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Last monday I gave my seminar...

Well I may remind you, in 7th sem, seminar credits only 1 credit points. If u r going to mess up everything in seminar, it hardly affects ur CGPA. But this affects a lot to ur pocket. U have to pay Rs 200/- to all those assholes listening/sleeping/gossiping during your presentation. If u really mess up the presentation, u may get a repeat and hence u have to again give the presentation.

Seminar started with all girls giving presentation one by one. Some gave about VPN, some about surface computing. Our branch topper presented optical camouflage(I can't even pronounce this term). I slept through out the presentation(I did a great favor by not gossiping). One of the girls also chose firewall(windows firewall) and her version of firewall was very unique and unlike other firewalls, it needed database(hmmmm...... ).

But boys were good about choosing topics. I found many of those informative. Stenography , web spoofing , Sandbox technology and CMS were nice ones.

At the end my turn came. Unfortunately I got a completely technical topic, Nmap. I prepared very hard. I read 2 big e books each of nearly 250 pages. I made a lot of experiments, took screen shots and finally made my slide show . Bhakta, Dina and Jari(Abinash) helped me a lot.
Abinash handled introduction and timing. It's because of him I god a very good introduction.
Bhakta did a lot of slide show modifications. My topic was really not suitable for 20 minute presentation. So I excluded all technical parts. now I am ready for my debuting (technical) seminar.

Finally I was standing before 70 students and 4 nearly dumb teachers. Some of my close friends making me feel comfortable. Cute faces were looking hostile. During their presentation, they were looking weird to me. During my presentation, I was looking weird to them(look how Newton's third law holds good when it comes human behavior) . My seminar started with trinity breaking into core system in The Matrix Reloaded and ended in answering to previously set up questions.

Now My seminar is over. i am happy.

here is a nice song.......I found it from my 6 year old e-mail inbox....

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows !I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
"Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim
Just to show that I'm thinking of him."
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram sir," "Jim died today."
And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.