His name matched with some names on a common checklist. IF u cannot Google search SRK jus take a flight to LONDON from the same airport and visit the Madame Tussaud!

Other side to this is that even we should keep a security like theirs. BRISK BRAD PITT, TOM CRUISE, CLINTON when they visit India, STRIP check them. JUST for security! (NOT SARCASTIC because even an old US actor was stopped by 2 young cops in USA)

Another KHAN of bollywood commented that it shouldn’t be ‘made a BIG DEAL.’ Be an Indian when you comment on such an issue not a SRK hater for god sake! And one more thing he said was ‘this is to avoid attacks in their country’ EXCUSE ME SALMANN KHAN? He is the only one who knows what he meant by that. All I conclude by this statement is SRK CAN have a bomb in his bag.

And I just wish that nothing like this happens with YOU. Or maybe it should happen and you will get a chance to show SRK it shouldn’t be made a “BIG DEAL”. And watch Kabir Khan’s NEW YORK!

GET A LIFE SALMANN!

AND EVERY1 WHO THINKS IT IS A PUBLICITY STUNT!!!!

ITz about 2countries and the government is involved!

(I thank my sister for this post)

My sister and I went to dominos today for lunch. There was this small kid sitting outside dominos. She looked at everyone coming out with a lot of hope. I think she was waiting for someone to give her some food.

We placed our order and were sitting quietly looking at that girl. Some moments later there were these two guys who gave that girl 2 pieces of pizza and half filled coke bottle. It was really nice of them to do this. Maybe they gave that because they didn’t want it, but they could have easily thrown the food and not bothered about the girl.

The girl was more than happy to take it. She gave them a broad smile which clearly said, she was really thankful to them.

After getting the food, the girl did something which was so touching that I decided to share it with all of you.

The moment she got the pizza box, she ran somewhere and came back with two other girls. After coming back the three of them shared and enjoyed the meal together.

If that girl wished, she could have easily eaten the food all by herself but she didn’t do that. The three of them happily shared the 2 pieces.

That little girl lived on roads. She didn’t attend any school which taught her value education. But she had this very great quality of selflessness which many of us lack.

Hats off to that girl…!!

Hostel is a place where one gets that freedom which can either destroy a boy or makes him a MAN.

After staying home for 18 years one of my friends decided to go to a residential college where he was the one who took decisions for himself. When he was at home he wasn’t the one doing that. He had no other choice but return home from school or college, from friend’s house after studying and playing or from a movie with friends. There was always an involment by the family. He had to listen to them. No doubt that also involves lot of love, caring about you. But who doesn’t want an independent life?

His residential college bought a lot of change in him, his way was living, thinking, his likings etc. In the hostel he made lots of friends; he had his seniors, juniors. And naturally, to an extent, he became like the people he saw around.

VNIT boy’s hostel is a complete place of blast, melange of drunkards and dopers, media freaks, gaming maniacs, sportsman and sports lovers, lechers and libidos, orthodox and iconoclasts, artists and tech savvy’s, bookworms and dumbass slowcoaches, hip hopers and metal heads. Its mixture of all ingredients. In his first year, he was lost in between so many people, zapped to meet so many guys, become friends with them. It’s been four years. He is still figuring out new personalities. So many friends from different corners of India, different cultures, different outlook came in the college.

The real hostel life begins after 5PM after the college ends, book are closed, bags are packed and returning to the room begins. LAN server opens and the huge CS battle starts, millions of solders and celestial ammunition are busted on CS maps. Stumpid happens at NFS race tracks, different civilisations are formed and genocides at “Age of empire and Age of Mythology”. Huge LAN gamming with highly configured graphic cards, parallel with Bosh buffers and completely outrageous, varied games starts at 5PM and end directly at 8am.

He salutes to media freaks of his college for all the recently broadcasted sitcoms, all latest movies which are released abroad but not in Indian market, you will find it in VNIT, outlandish audience out here watch only HD or 720+ blue ray prints which are available only in the cinema theatres. Torrents are completely saturated and exhausted on their LAN. Discographies and video graphies of all British, American, norvejian band, from death metal to Trans bands released, unreleased albums are available on their DC++. Their LAN sharing touches heights of 15terabytes and they expect double by end of this semester. (No jokes, he says)

Lechers out here are too extraordinary, gathered terabytes of porn, shared on LAN. Desi, Latin, Russian institute, naughty American all kinds of porn is stacked here, indefatigable libido out here still downloads excessive Gbs of porn every day. Viewed on LCD screens and huge projectors. X rated magazines, posters, wall papers sound tracks are unaccountable. (LOL)

Now there are guys who devote their hostel life in meeting their techsavvy seniors, want to become like them. Creating different robots, machines, softwares. Every year more than 100 robots are made. Different sciences papers are presented by these techno geeks at different dices in India. Few of them manages to get international recognitions too. Holding techfests, participating in them are passions out here.

This is hostel of engineering students, but there are huge dance clubs formed by the dancing monkeys, arranging workshops for jive and salsa for the others. Putting life in lots of institutional events, participating at different stages in India, and for all this over night practices in 5pm-8am in hostel. They got music club in our hostels called OCTAVE, who takes care of whole musichollics in hostel, constitutes of more than 10 bands, performing according to their genre which is ranging from Indian classical to death metal. The zeal is so strong that after such a hectic engineering studies they do have to jive every night. And bursting those instruments, there is a separate hall called ‘music room’ for this. Adventure club for tourist of our hostel.

QPC which is India’s biggest quizzing club is from our hostel, “I need not say about these QPC people” he says. Celebration for janmashtami, ganeshustov, lohri, saraswati puja is reviving. The dept gatherings, AAROHI (Google it) is huge.

The bar begins after dinner. Junkies and drunkards smoke different kinds of drugs, most pathetic and idiotic ways of inhaling them, puffing them. Various kinds of national and international brands of alcohols. Every day these guys get doped and become insane, talking crap, loud devilish laughter are heard, running and jumping from wired places, breaking things and screwing up the anatomy. Sometimes they get violent and the next morning everything is cool.

Just like other colleges, here, you find lovers and flirters. Well you even see the flirter’s flirting with his roommate’s chick. Because of these guys, cellular industry can never face recession. There’s a party atmosphere when a new and a profitable scheme is announced.
His  roommate is badly into drugs. He went into it because  a girl broke his heart. He got so much of nicotine in his blood that he has to consume it everyday. He wants to stop himself but he is not able to.

A person doesnt know that a cigar not only burns from one end BUT it even burns the person on the other end!

Ketan:
1)I smoked weed behind college principal’s office..lol
2)I made mixxemaggi INGREDIENTS: maggie,redbull, choco syrup, ice cream, Butter.. (It luked YUk but it was yummy he said)
3)I added Riddhi in my friend list << lol
4)11 redbulls in one day

Vidhi:
1)I tried neat vodka  without thinking about the consequences.
2)i stole a spoon from canteen because i dint have one that day but returned it the next day.

Friend: << 

1) Fought with his ex’s brother.

max:
1) I kissed my english teacher. That was when i proposed her and brfore she even opened her mouth for a reply, i kissed her. she was vry sexy!

Manash Gosh:
1) I asked my newly married sir what all he did on his first night. I was forced by my friends to do this.
2) I threw my gold ring in a pound because i was angry on my mom.

YC:
1)i once strapped myself off a running roller coaster in hongkong disneyland.. out of excitement n while praying to god loudly though.. lol..but.. it was the end portion of the ride, so it was a straight stretch track at the end, so nothing happened.. fortunately with god’s grace..
(it was done to scare his sister sittin besides him) << lol! :O

Bharvi:
1) I was caught talkin once and when the teacher told me to get out of the class i sat on the ground and rejected to get out and when the teacher went out i wrote “LICY HAS A DIRTY MOUTH , IT STINKS !!” (now thats crazy.)
2)i tore my own book,scribbled in it because it was incomplete and i dint wanna give it for correction. (n got sympathy + marks)

Dj Rocky:
1)Stole my friends dad’s car(t was the friend’s plan n he played the lead)
2)banged mah head 28tmes on da wall coz my girl was irritating me.
3)Took my gal out of the hostel saying i am her brother adn we had nice time.

Abhishek (†ђÊ ¾tђ ÇyPђÉr™)
i have once thrown ma laptop out of the window in anger, Kissed my sis’s frnd, wore a a black n a white shoe,
while bunkin a lecture..i had to jump down 2 storeys..n i did it..dunno how but in fear…did it anyways..

2)i waited for the girl i luved, to accept me…for 2 years. Those 2 years I did nothing but secretly went to her class,stood outside her class door,looked at her..n came back smiling. (God bless ya both. Peeps thought he was crzy but hell ya he was CRAZY behind her!)

Friend:

http://www.pyzam.com/tictactoe

playd this f**in game wich sucks to the core

Friend:

1) He gifted his date a packet of ‘MASALA MAGGI’ and expected appreciation! (dun laugh peeps he was on his 1st date)

ME:
1)I posted this topic on my BLOG!
2)I ran away from school because me and my friends were hungry. I came back with wada pavs and samosa pavs but Poonam teacher (HEAD MISTRESS) saw me.. wohhoo. then she got angry and told every1 to go home. Every1 thanked me

Now we includes Me, Rhea, Priya and BhuwanaLochani (nice name eh?). The fantastic Four

The 6th and 7th STD kids were staring at us 4. The monitors were bored by listening to our jokes. We told them, “Look we are your seniors and u leave us right now or else we won’t leave you later” She laughed. Rhea said “Someone from our class has rightly said that ‘the people who got no brains become monitors and the intelligent ones sit here like this” (lol) she modified it our teacher had said it vice versa.  We were giggling, laughing. Bina teacher had to close the door because her class was laughing with us. We have troubled her the whole year. This was the last year it was time to trouble more. We all were punished.

(Picture-  Mansi,Rhea,Abhi,Abhi angne,Meeeee, photographer-HARSH (lol))

Question) Why?

Answer) we wore our regular dress (beige colour) instead of the white R.S.P. dress!

Now we 4 dint forget it was Wednesday, we dint want to sit in the corridor ad we dint want to trouble Bina teacher. We wanted a remark in our calendar because that one was the only remark missing and we wanted to miss our 1st lecture because our Hindi class work wasn’t complete. We got punished. We had decided this on Tuesday. Boys from our group rejected to do this. Girls were enjoying outside and the boys were getting scolding in our class. We had warned them.  Half an hour somehow passed. Our knees were paining. We saw our Hindi sir leave the class. PHEW! I and Priya entered the class. We got smiles from everyone.  In our class we were the only 2 girls in that dress that day accompanied by 1 guy. His reason was the same I guess.

(Picture: top left: mansi,Abhishek,Harsh,Bhuwana,Rhea,me,Satyapriya)

Tears rolled down my eyes when this happening came in my mind the previous night. Rhea was leaving for Chandigarh the next day.  She was shifting.  The moments we shared, laughed and cried were coming in my mind. But this 1 made me cry. We all are together from such a long time and all of a sudden someone is leaving. There will be only 6 people in the group now.  The 7^th one is far away from us. We will chat and talk with her but we are going to miss those stupid PJs she always cracked even though someone is crying in front of her. And that was the thing we always hated about her.

The 2boys (Abhishek and Harsh) and me were the only ones who met her the last time. The others (Mansi, Priya and Bhuwana) weren’t able to.  The 1^st time when she told us that she was going to leave after school gets over… WE NEVER WANTED SCHOOL TO END!

We are going to miss her…

Lots of love … From,

Riddhi, Priya, Mansi, Harsh, Abhishek and Bhuwana.

(picture- Rhea,abhi A,Abhi,harsh , photographer- ME)

After some days when i returned we played a good game and obeyed our coach. She was going to remain absent. During the national anthem, the other day, my eyes were on the gate.’Coach please u cant remain absent’. I dint want that guy (Sanjay – name changed) to train us for that day. She dint come! An hour passed. In that hour he told us to put the ball in the basket from the 2inch line. Its a little away from the basket but we tired our best. Only 1 girl was able to put it in the basket. He was getting frustrated because we dint know basketball (WHY ARE WE HERE Mr.SANJAY?). I was the captain in my school team. Took 1 and a half years break and i lost the grip on the game. He kept on discouraging us that day. He was rude, arrogant and what not! He was lucky that day i dint lose my temper on him. He got everything in him but he doesn’t know how to talk. It would have been good if someone would have told him that HE IS TRAINING THE GIRLS NOT THE BOYS! The other friend of his is another piece. Well 3weeks done and i haven’t seen him smile (WEIRDO) He thinks i cant play but whenever i step inside the court and look at his face the only thing h comes into my mind is “GIRL YOU GOTTA PLAY WELL 2DAY!” A month over now. No basketball from tomorrow. It was time to leave the ground. The closing ceremony was over too. We performed well. The coaches were distributing the certificates. When everything was over i went to Sanjay.He welcomed me with a smile , i smiled back and i I told him,”You came for 2 days for the girls but i can tell you that u were better than our coach.” He smiled and his friends were smiling too. I would have been the last person on earth for him to get a compliment from. i continued,”You were rude,arrogant,discouraging BUT i can tell you, you were the best” NOW his friends were laughing on him. So i repeated “you were awesome thanks alot, take care bye!” and i left!

‘Many of the great achievements of the world were accomplished by tired and discouraged men who kept on working……….’ Its a beautiful saying. Conclusion : don’t discourage those who don’t know. He is the coach and he was a beginner too once upon a time.

I HOPE HE PLAYS FOR THE ‘LA LAKERS’ ONE DAY! (lol)

Well it was a very nice day. Mom had warned me not to run much in my basketball practice because we had to go out. 4years back mom had joined this mandal (madhur milan). She goes to the house of the head of the mandal (in my article she wil be referred as ‘aunty’) every tuesday for bhajans. It makes her feel good. She is a writer so she is quite famous over there. They were taking us to an OLD AGE HOUSE. It is built by aunty’s  husband. They had bought the land and werent able to decide what excatly it can be used for. They decided to open an OLD AGE house over there. An excellent thought SHOULD SAY!
I came home from my practice. I was tired. Legs wanted rest,and eyes wanted to see dreams. But who was going to sleep?  I dint take rest. I sat on the PC and chatted. Well that was the worst thing I could do that time. Later it was time to leave. We reached where the buses were parked.I saw all the ladies standing and discussing something from a distance. I and mom were dressed in the most comfortable clothes. We were supposed to leave by 12 but we left at 12:45/50. I was enjoying their talks , Jokes and they started playing antakshari. LOL. AND THERE YOU GO… I had to hear those old songs for half an hour in an hour trip. That included Bhajans,oldies etc. Mom was standing for half the journey with a friend of hers as she was 1 of the volunteers.

The bus halted but not where we had to go. It was to the bungalow of aunty. She had told all the females that there was a surprise for all of them and it was this. It was a beautiful bungalow. No furniture made it looked bigger from inside. There were 3 floors and a terrace. The hall was huge. And everyone sat down for bhajans. It lasted for more than 20mins. It finally ended and we went to the buses again. There were 2 buses and 5cars.
We reached the place we had planed to go. ‘Bhanumati Mukundrai Mehta VishramDham’ was the name of that place. We settled in a huge hall on the chairs. There were some games kept. We were provided with a paper. The things written in it were in gujarati. It was tough to read and write the answers. And then we had to write different names of lord Krishna. THAT was tough too. I wrote the answers in ENglish and I knew all were wrong! The head of the mandal showed her love by giving a minitue extra. The games were done. One of my mom’s friends dressed like a devil, suddenly entered the hall. Damn that scared me for the 1st time and then she started laughing like a devil “HA HA HA HA HA” and others who could laugh like that were called. So many old people present over there took part. And they were given gifts. LAter after the games aunty started her bhajans. Everyone gathered around her. I was clicking pictures as mom had ordered.

I was hungry and we ate vada pav. And aunty announced that there is a car going to ghatkopar if anyone wants to go. I left. I was tired and couldnt stand. The car belonged to mom’s friend and I left with her. I reached home,changed and was directly on bed.  I woke up at 9pm when mom came back home.
She told us what they saw after I left. They visited every room of the ashram and talked to the people staying over there.
The rooms over there were beautiful. Most of them had terrace. The ashram being away from the city, the atmosphere over there was nice and peaceful.
The 1st room they visited was of a man who informed them that if we need extra milk or tea they had to pay Rs.5 extra. There was a female with mom in the same room. She gave that man Rs.50. He smiled and got up. He removed a box from his closet and opened it. And showed 2bundles of 100Rs notes. He asked “do u want anything?” He came back to his bed and sat. He explained,”We are not short of money, we are short of people to talk to. My 2 sons are in USA and married over there, my wife is no more. There is no one for me over here and thats the reason I stay here because I cant cook for myself alone and remind myself again and again that i am alone” MOM was shocked!
The other room was also a terrace flat type. The man staying in that room told them his story that his sons are in USA and his daughter is married in India. he had a hearing problem. He was asked by someone over there whether his sons helped or not. He said that both the sons send Rs. 25,000 EACH in my daughetr’s account and the money doesnt reach in my hands. My daughter is killing me. “My sons came to visit me once”.He said “they saw that I dint have a hearing machine done yet. They told me to come along with them and get one done then and there. But unfortunately my health took a bad shape and I was admited to the hospital. They gave my daughetr Rs. 10,000 and told her to get it done, but she took the 10,000 and left.
NOW THAT WAS SICK!
People over there dint have people to speak to and thats why they were here.
There was a 70year old man with his 90year old mom stayin in the next room. When asked they the son said,”When I lost my dad my sons told they cant take care of my mom any more. She is a trouble to them. Hearing that the son left the house on the spot and stays here with his mom from the very day. The sons are told not to come and meet them or show their faces. And it goes on….
One female said that her son and daughter are working in UK  . She came here as she dint have anyone now. She has mostly everything in her room a cell phone too. She calls the children when she feels like talking but she has refused her children to call her up!
Very few had financial problems and still were happy.

This is what happens. So many people said that their children dont live in India. I dont think our parents teach THIS. It hurts! I will surely go to study if i get a chance but will promise to return back.

Boards were nearing. I started studing from the month of january. January end actually.The dates were out. 6th march was the 1st board exam. I always study in the end. My aim was to score above 85.It wasnt impossible, but was difficult. I never crossed 75% in other grades.  And last months studing was going to lead me nowhere, i knew. But i couldnt help it!
I was worried on the previous day of my hindi exam. I was worrried because i wanted to score good. Still mom and dad said,”is it your boards? your sister dint come out of the other room when she was giving boards” and i was busy rapping eminem’s songs when i took a break! It was hindi the next day. My 1st board exam. Mom woke me up. got freshed. Revised a the whole unique solutions again. I called my marathi sir(Mr. Sharad Bagwe). He always motivates me. I was scared. No one realized that. But i was. I called him and he encouraged me.It was time to leave the house. I saw the center. My school is the best any time though it got some teachers whom i cant bear, but no other school can be as good as mine. I wanted to cry, i dint but mom did. Was i going and never going to return? I thought (LOL). I found my class. Room number 16. And bench-3rd! Gossh.
The bench wasnt so comfortable. When i got the answer sheet i checked it. I had 5 friends from my school in the same class. 1 sat behind me and others in different rows. The classroom was huge. There was a guy in my class, he used to wear half pants and come (lol) i still remember. Those cool dude types, u knw! It was cool or funny, i havent figured it out yet. seriously!

The bell rung we got the question paper. I was SHIVERING. I wrote a word. I had to cut it. It was wrong. I was nervous. I WAS NERVOUS! I started writing imagining some teacher of my school standing and supervising,the girl sitting in the next bench as the girl who always sat in the front in my school exam. I started writing. I took so much time to write the brief answers. My paper looked so neat. Last 15mins were left and i thought theres still time left. The warning bell rung. Mam was going every bench and sticking the hollocraft herself. GOOD i thought! I had to hurry. 2 romans were still left to write. STORY AND COMPREHENSION. i dont know how my brain worked at that time. But thanks to my hindi sir that he had told in such situation write comprehension 1st. i completed the comprehension and story both. Story was unneat. I still dint write 2blanks, 1 RR answer. 4+2=6 marks gone!!!!! I was crying when I came out 4m the room. Tears werent stoping. Thank god my best friend was in the next class. She hugged me and told me it was fine. I came down the stairs and saw mom i hugged her and cried. Called my marathi sir, he had told me to. Was talking to him and cryin!Still he said i’ll get marks. After haring that i felt a little better.
The first board exam was horrible. I was so confident that my paper will get over on time. Maybe i was a little OVERconfident about it. I dont know. But this was my first board exam!
They are over now. I am busy enjoying my vacation and i am not waiting for my results to be out. Not at all.Let the correctors take their own sweet time.

The toughest 3 days for the Mumbaites, the politicians,the tourists, NSG,the army men and the cricketers too!

Day1

When mom told me there was firing heard in more than 7 places in mumbai with AK-47 i was shocked for a while but then after waiting for 5mns for some more details to be told i went in the other room where me and my sister were watching Dostana. We continued watching the movie.

People say that mumbai is a city which never stops. On 26th of November 2008 when on the busiest railway station of Maharashtra bullets were heard which killed many people, Mumbai did stop for a while to analyze what was going on. Have Terrorists entered MUMBAI? was the question asked! I got more scared when dad told us about the taxi standing on the road right in front of my balcony. Taxis are never parked there. But today we got a doubt on every single thing we saw.
Whenever there was a blast in the Nariman house mom’s friend messaged her about it. We got news about the Nariman house before it was shown on the news channels.

Day 2

A day passed by. 24hours of terror n still continuing. Dr. Manmohan singh’s speech was excellent! None of his statements had present tense in it.Prime Minister Mammohan Singh and Advani were going to come together in Mumbai.But Mr.Advani landed on the mumbai airport alone. This shows the unity among the politicians of our country. Raj Thackerey, where was he? where were his men? his mumbai was in trouble. They had all the strength to kill the people from the other part of India itself before someday, but they dint even come out of their houses when there was a terrorist attack on AMCHI MUMBAI. Javed Jaffery without any fear came to see the atmosphere near the Taj hotel.

To create more fuss near Nariman house our politician Mr.Munde visited the place to make things tougher for the policemen. The encounter was not yet over there. The streets are narrow ,people had crowded and he wanted to visit the place. Needs votes? Everybody wants information personally from the policemen.

The England cricket team is going back to England. Good decision. They have lost already! 5-0. No use staying here. the champions league got postponed.

After all this i was frustrated with the system and everything going around me. Everyday mom tells me to watch the news channel, but i am always busy watching Vh1 (eng music channel). But that day mom told me to change the channel and watch Vh1. I dint do that because there was breaking news every minute. School gave us a holiday that day. I cried after i saw the debate on Times now. Our country has nothing to provide to our policemen. No infrastructure, no proper bullet proof dress, arms and ammunition to give. They got no money u know. They got money to travel,party,cars,houses etc but not for the bullets which will protect the country. No money to give proper pay to the soldiers. All this was going on in the debate. I got badly involved in it. Mom told me to come along with her for a walk at 10pm and we had sugarcane juice. I was feeling better after the walk. 48hrs over. At least 101 people died, (including seven foreigners), and 287 were injured in the terror attacks so far.Of the dead, about 70 were from the Taj hotel attack alone.The Taj and the Trident still cordoned off, surrounded by security forces. Curfew was imposed in Colaba. Mumbai was like a city on the battlefront, swarming with NSG commandos, army personnel, members of the anti terrorist squad and the fire brigade. After battling the terrorists for two days at the Oberoi-Trident, the National Security Guards cleared the hotel of militants, killing two of them while six bodies were recovered from the premises.Oberoi was CLEARED!!! After sometime saw the Vh1 logo switched the TV off and slept.

Day 3

As NSG commandos launched their final assault at the Taj Mahal hotel in Mumbai the reporters laid down on the road, their hands had mikes and the terrorists had guns.Several loud explosions, possibly grenades. A woman journalist was injured. Barkha datt was on the road giving the news for NDTV. Times now had their reporters. The people who used to sit in the studio were now outside the Taj, Oberoi and Nariman house. The place was evacuated. The police said one or two terrorists were held up at the Crystal Ballroom in Taj along with a few hostages. at the end of the day 2 operations were over. NSG had cleared the Nariman house and the Oberoi hotel. The final encounter was still on at the Taj hotel.

Day 4

In the morning everything was over.India’s longest terror nightmare that lasted for almost 59 hours ended on Saturday. Hostages finally walked out of the two hotels and the Jewish center.Fourteen militants were killed, while one had been captured.

Jai Hind!!