well,
here i am back again after a long time. i just wanted to write down the original jokes that i encountered in my conversation with my friends. i must say that i will miss my life at IIT .. i mean.. where i am going to find such a humour ? anyways.. here goes the real incident
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Me, saket, keyur and vaibhav gupta were out for a dinner at swarna restaurant. Just discussing about lifes and all. A topic came out whether i will be doing a love marriage or an arranged marriage.
Saket : ha, sidha ja ke bolega..ma ye tumhari bahu hai
Me : are nahi yaar, direct aisa nahi... agar muje pasand aayi koi ladki to main bolunga ki mom muje ye ladki pasand hai.. aap ki kya rai hai?
Gupta : aur agar mom ko pasand nahi aayi to?
Me : to fir shadi nahi karne ka.. simple
Gupta : sale, tu khudgarz insaan hai.. zara soch us ladki pe kya bitegi.
Me : tu muje ye bata ki tu meri jagah hota to tu kya karta
Gupta : matlab?
Me : suppose tuje koi ladki pasand aa gayi
Gupta : is she hot? ( the same way joey does in friends )
Me in my mind : #$%&@
Me : ye hamesha galat detail me jata hai
Me : achha to bata ki tuje koi pasand aa gayi
Gupta : but is she hot???
Me : ya ( sigh )
Gupta : ha.. ab bata
Me : to tuje koi ladki pasand aa gayi aur teri mom ne mana kar diya to kya bolega
Saket : But mom.. she is hot!!!
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We were having ice cream at "naturals". I asked everybody...
Me : kisi ko aur koi ice cream chahiye kya?
Gupta : main chickoo ice cream lunga
Saket : main mango
Me : (offering my hand for handshake to him ) main saurabh (!!!)
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Discussing about why IISc is a better place than IIT.
Gupta : IISc me achchhi research hoti hai kyu ki vaha pe jungle hai (!! :-O )
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I am really gonna miss the original humours like this.. there are many many more.. which we have enjoyed and forgotten but almost each such joke/comment/PJ is a marvelous piece in itself.
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
Monday, October 31, 2005
A trek to peb fort
Well,
It's been quite long since I posted something original. Though it is too late to post about the trek I had around 15 days ago, the experience was so amazing that it's hard to resist the temptation to post it.
We started our journey from hostel around 5:30 in the morning. We thought we would be late as we were given strict instruction to be on time. The scheduled time for departure was 5:00 but we were met by surprise when we gathered at pre-decided meeting point - convocatoin hall. The bus was not yet arrived so we started quite late then we thought earlier.
We were given idli, chatni and menduwada in the bus itself in a hope to get us head start for trekking. Shobhan and ravikant were treating us as if we are guest and they are our host. Of course, shobhan and ravikant being experienced trekkers of sahyadris were our guide for the day.
Journey to our starting point was quite interesting and fun-filled because of dumb-charades. I must say that our opponents were quite skillfull in this game. As our stomachs were full we dint quite feel like starting our trek when the bus finally halted at starting point. But at last we started. I was just hoping this trek not to be as difficult as chanderi trek which was excruciating at least for me.
As always, I wanted to be one of the person to reach the top first, I kept following shobhan as his shadow but got tired a bit after some walking so took rest for a while. I again started my trekking back and kept on following the crowd. After reaching the base of the hill I did not know that I was lost. In fact, I was blindly following a BTech first year guy ( who was pretending to be a good trekker by the way ) so we both lost our way when he discovered that we are not on the right trek. Now, I started leading my team ( consisting of only two members : me and that btech guy :-) ). We shouted to get a reponse from other trekkers to get an idea of the direction. A reply to our shouts lit a hope in our hearts that we are not much diverged from our original route. I thought may be the path ( in fact there was no path on which we were going ) will converge after a while. I kept on boosting my partner while we continued our journey which got converted in 80 degree vertical climbs. Thanks to my big brother keyur whose tips for rock climbing helped me a lot in keeping my mind cool and finding good grips and utilising them in a proper way. Unfortunately, my partner turned out to be a sissy and was on the verge of giving up all the efforts that we were making to go ahead.
Well, it's not all his fault. We were already climbing on the rocks in such a manner that we had little hope in our heart to go down the same path safely. As we were moving ahead rocks were vanishing and all we had most of the time was grass and clay. It all made our way quite slippery and in fact quite risky. No wonder, the btech guy was intimidated by our situation.
Finally, we reached a point where we could see other trekkers.
At first, it made me a little relaxed but when we talked ( in fact it was mere shouting and yelling from both sides ) we found out there is no way we can move towards them ( to the left ) any more. We can not climb down either as we already crossed the point of no return. All our hopes were fading away. I closed my eyes for a while and as always i prayed to god. ( I must thank god for saving my ass for "n" number of times when i am deeply burried into trouble. ) I found out from other trekkers looking at the scene that if we could reach the top we were climbing we would be able to reach the saddle point from where they were all looking and worrying about us. I prayed to god "Oh god, it's all upto you. Give the strength to make my way to the top". I starting crouching like a cat with my nail and finger on that slippery grassy and gripless land to reach some wild bushes few feet above. I must say that this crouching of a few feets was the most dangerous part for me in the entire trek. One slip or one mistake could have been fatal. Fortunately, with the bless of god and courage in my heart I made my way to the top. 
. My fingers were torn but still my heart was full of joy as I made my way through the hell.
I joined the others at the saddle point where they were still amazed how I made my way from such a difficult position and also wondering why the btech guy could not make it. That poor btech guy was all out of courage and was shouting and craving for help. "Call the police, call fire brigade, throw a rope down here".. yeah like police and fire brigade personnels are trained for all this.I told ravikant to start rescue mission from the top itself. I told him that bushes are strong enough to bear a person's weight so we can use bushes like a rope. We tried to go down the way from where I came up but ravikant did not had enough confidence in my idea so finally we dropped that idea. By that time shobhan and hrishi
also joined us. They started their rescue mission from the bottom. ( it was not
the same path that we followed down from the base, we got divereged quite early
in the route ). Finally, that btech guy was rescued. Everybody had a sigh of relief.
Anyways, the rest of the journey was not as exciting as this part. We started our journey to the top of peb fort hill. I rested at the top for a while.
On the way down also, we lost our way but fortunately I was little afraid as there were bunch of people with me this time. I was appreciating strength of Prof Sarat who not only himself but also made his kids to climb the hill. There was no doubt whether Prof Sarat would make it to the top or not because he is a marathon runner but I was worried that his kids might give up in between but he carried his kids along with him when they were tired. Also, I appreciate strength of Prof Sanyal to make it to the top at his age. I saluted (in my mind ) hrishi, shobhan and ravikant for their enormous stamina who were as fresh as they were at the beginning.
No wonder this trek would have its place in my memory forever.
It's been quite long since I posted something original. Though it is too late to post about the trek I had around 15 days ago, the experience was so amazing that it's hard to resist the temptation to post it.
We started our journey from hostel around 5:30 in the morning. We thought we would be late as we were given strict instruction to be on time. The scheduled time for departure was 5:00 but we were met by surprise when we gathered at pre-decided meeting point - convocatoin hall. The bus was not yet arrived so we started quite late then we thought earlier.
We were given idli, chatni and menduwada in the bus itself in a hope to get us head start for trekking. Shobhan and ravikant were treating us as if we are guest and they are our host. Of course, shobhan and ravikant being experienced trekkers of sahyadris were our guide for the day.
Journey to our starting point was quite interesting and fun-filled because of dumb-charades. I must say that our opponents were quite skillfull in this game. As our stomachs were full we dint quite feel like starting our trek when the bus finally halted at starting point. But at last we started. I was just hoping this trek not to be as difficult as chanderi trek which was excruciating at least for me.
As always, I wanted to be one of the person to reach the top first, I kept following shobhan as his shadow but got tired a bit after some walking so took rest for a while. I again started my trekking back and kept on following the crowd. After reaching the base of the hill I did not know that I was lost. In fact, I was blindly following a BTech first year guy ( who was pretending to be a good trekker by the way ) so we both lost our way when he discovered that we are not on the right trek. Now, I started leading my team ( consisting of only two members : me and that btech guy :-) ). We shouted to get a reponse from other trekkers to get an idea of the direction. A reply to our shouts lit a hope in our hearts that we are not much diverged from our original route. I thought may be the path ( in fact there was no path on which we were going ) will converge after a while. I kept on boosting my partner while we continued our journey which got converted in 80 degree vertical climbs. Thanks to my big brother keyur whose tips for rock climbing helped me a lot in keeping my mind cool and finding good grips and utilising them in a proper way. Unfortunately, my partner turned out to be a sissy and was on the verge of giving up all the efforts that we were making to go ahead.
Well, it's not all his fault. We were already climbing on the rocks in such a manner that we had little hope in our heart to go down the same path safely. As we were moving ahead rocks were vanishing and all we had most of the time was grass and clay. It all made our way quite slippery and in fact quite risky. No wonder, the btech guy was intimidated by our situation.
Finally, we reached a point where we could see other trekkers.
At first, it made me a little relaxed but when we talked ( in fact it was mere shouting and yelling from both sides ) we found out there is no way we can move towards them ( to the left ) any more. We can not climb down either as we already crossed the point of no return. All our hopes were fading away. I closed my eyes for a while and as always i prayed to god. ( I must thank god for saving my ass for "n" number of times when i am deeply burried into trouble. ) I found out from other trekkers looking at the scene that if we could reach the top we were climbing we would be able to reach the saddle point from where they were all looking and worrying about us. I prayed to god "Oh god, it's all upto you. Give the strength to make my way to the top". I starting crouching like a cat with my nail and finger on that slippery grassy and gripless land to reach some wild bushes few feet above. I must say that this crouching of a few feets was the most dangerous part for me in the entire trek. One slip or one mistake could have been fatal. Fortunately, with the bless of god and courage in my heart I made my way to the top. . My fingers were torn but still my heart was full of joy as I made my way through the hell.I joined the others at the saddle point where they were still amazed how I made my way from such a difficult position and also wondering why the btech guy could not make it. That poor btech guy was all out of courage and was shouting and craving for help. "Call the police, call fire brigade, throw a rope down here".. yeah like police and fire brigade personnels are trained for all this.I told ravikant to start rescue mission from the top itself. I told him that bushes are strong enough to bear a person's weight so we can use bushes like a rope. We tried to go down the way from where I came up but ravikant did not had enough confidence in my idea so finally we dropped that idea. By that time shobhan and hrishi
also joined us. They started their rescue mission from the bottom. ( it was not
the same path that we followed down from the base, we got divereged quite early
in the route ). Finally, that btech guy was rescued. Everybody had a sigh of relief.
Anyways, the rest of the journey was not as exciting as this part. We started our journey to the top of peb fort hill. I rested at the top for a while.
On the way down also, we lost our way but fortunately I was little afraid as there were bunch of people with me this time. I was appreciating strength of Prof Sarat who not only himself but also made his kids to climb the hill. There was no doubt whether Prof Sarat would make it to the top or not because he is a marathon runner but I was worried that his kids might give up in between but he carried his kids along with him when they were tired. Also, I appreciate strength of Prof Sanyal to make it to the top at his age. I saluted (in my mind ) hrishi, shobhan and ravikant for their enormous stamina who were as fresh as they were at the beginning.
No wonder this trek would have its place in my memory forever.
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Abort, Retry, Ignore?
Abort, Retry, Ignore?
Once upon a midnight dreary, fingers cramped and vision bleary,
System manuals piled high and wasted paper on the floor,
Longing for the warmth of bed sheets, still I sat there doing spreadsheets.
Having reached the bottom line I took a floppy from the drawer,
I then invoked the SAVE command and waited for the disk to store,
Only this and nothing more.
Deep into the monitor peering, long I sat there wond'ring, fearing,
Doubting, while the disk kept churning, turning yet to churn some more.
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token.
"Save!" I said, "You cursed mother! Save my data from before!"
One thing did the phosphors answer, only this and nothing more,
Just, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"
Was this some occult illusion, some maniacal intrusion?
These were choices undesired, ones I'd never faced before.
Carefully I weighed the choices as the disk made impish noises.
The cursor flashed, insistent, waiting, baiting me to type some more.
Clearly I must press a key, choosing one and nothing more,
From "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"
With fingers pale and trembling, slowly toward the keyboard bending,
Longing for a happy ending, hoping all would be restored,
Praying for some guarantee, timidly, I pressed a key.
But on the screen there still persisted words appearing as before.
Ghastly grim they blinked and taunted, haunted, as my patience wore,
Saying "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"
I tried to catch the chips off guard, and pressed again, but twice as hard.
I pleaded with the cursed machine: I begged and cried and then I swore.
Now in mighty desperation, trying random combinations,
Still there came the incantation, just as senseless as before.
Cursor blinking, angrily winking, blinking nonsense as before.
Reading, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"
There I sat, distraught, exhausted, by my own machine accosted.
Getting up I turned away and paced across the office floor.
And then I saw a dreadful sight: a lightning bolt cut through the night.
A gasp of horror overtook me, shook me to my very core.
The lightning zapped my previous data, lost and gone forevermore.
Not even, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"
To this day I do not know the place to which lost data go.
What demonic nether world us wrought where lost data will be stored,
Beyond the reach of mortal souls, beyond the ether, into black holes?
But sure as there's C, Pascal, Lotus, Ashton-Tate and more,
You will one day be left to wander, lost on some Plutonian shore,
Pleading, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"
Sunday, September 25, 2005
Ek kavita
jab yun hi kabhi baithey baithey
kuch yaad achanak aa jaye
her baat pe dil bezaar sa ho
her cheez jab yun hi kabhi baithey baithey
kuch yaad achanak aa jaye
her baat pe dil bezaar sa ho
her cheez se dil ghabra jaye
karna bhi mujhe kuch aur hi ho
kuch aur hi mujh se ho jaye
kuch aur hi sochun mein dil mein
kuch aur hi honton pe Aa jaye
aisey hi kisi ik lamhey mein
chupkey se kabhi khamoshi mein
kuch phool achanak khil jain
kuch beetey lamhey yaad Aain
us waqt teri yaad Aati hai
jab chandni dil ke Aangan mein
kuch kehney mujh se Aa jaye
aik khwabeda se chhutey koi
ehsaas peh merey chaa jaye
jab zulf pareshan chehrey par
kuch aur pareshan ho jaye
kuch dard bhi dil mein honey lagey
aur saans bhi bhojal ho jaye
aise hi kisi ik lamhey mein
chupkey se kabhi khamoshi mein
kuch phool achanak khil jain
jab shaam dhaley chaltey chaltey
manzil ka na koi naam miley
hansta hua ik Aaghaz miley
rootha hua ik anjam miley
palkon ke laraztey ashkon se
is dil ko koi peghaam miley
aur sari wafaon ke badley
mujh ko hi koi ilzaam miley
aise hi kisi ik lamhey mein
chupkey se kabhi khamoshi mein
kuch phool achanak khil jain
kuch beetey lamhey yaad Aain
us waqt teri yaad Aati hai
shidat se teri yaad Aati hai
kuch yaad achanak aa jaye
her baat pe dil bezaar sa ho
her cheez jab yun hi kabhi baithey baithey
kuch yaad achanak aa jaye
her baat pe dil bezaar sa ho
her cheez se dil ghabra jaye
karna bhi mujhe kuch aur hi ho
kuch aur hi mujh se ho jaye
kuch aur hi sochun mein dil mein
kuch aur hi honton pe Aa jaye
aisey hi kisi ik lamhey mein
chupkey se kabhi khamoshi mein
kuch phool achanak khil jain
kuch beetey lamhey yaad Aain
us waqt teri yaad Aati hai
jab chandni dil ke Aangan mein
kuch kehney mujh se Aa jaye
aik khwabeda se chhutey koi
ehsaas peh merey chaa jaye
jab zulf pareshan chehrey par
kuch aur pareshan ho jaye
kuch dard bhi dil mein honey lagey
aur saans bhi bhojal ho jaye
aise hi kisi ik lamhey mein
chupkey se kabhi khamoshi mein
kuch phool achanak khil jain
jab shaam dhaley chaltey chaltey
manzil ka na koi naam miley
hansta hua ik Aaghaz miley
rootha hua ik anjam miley
palkon ke laraztey ashkon se
is dil ko koi peghaam miley
aur sari wafaon ke badley
mujh ko hi koi ilzaam miley
aise hi kisi ik lamhey mein
chupkey se kabhi khamoshi mein
kuch phool achanak khil jain
kuch beetey lamhey yaad Aain
us waqt teri yaad Aati hai
shidat se teri yaad Aati hai
Sunday, September 18, 2005
Guitar : Dhadkan zara ruk gai hai (Movie : prahaar)
Well,
This is the first time I am posting the chords of this song. And this is the chords I could extract from the song. It may not be accurate but I am happy that at least I am trying.
(C) Dhadkan (G) zara ruk (F)gai hai
Kahi zinda(G)gi bah (C) rahi hai
there are few other songs that i tried but right now guitar is not with me so i am not able to recall right now.
This is the first time I am posting the chords of this song. And this is the chords I could extract from the song. It may not be accurate but I am happy that at least I am trying.
(C) Dhadkan (G) zara ruk (F)gai hai
Kahi zinda(G)gi bah (C) rahi hai
there are few other songs that i tried but right now guitar is not with me so i am not able to recall right now.
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Shayari ka daur
A thread of shayari is again restarted on cse.mtech2
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chahat mithti nahi, yun samay ke bahav se,,
yadoon me uska basera kyonki, aaj bhi hai,,
Rasm-e-duniya ko to hum tab bhi nibhaya karte the,,
magar tadap usse milne ki dil me, aaj bhi hai,,
ankhoon me bhale na jhalakti ho aaj chahat uske lie,,
par dil pe pade chahat ke nishaan, aaj bhi hai,,
khil uthti hai muskaan ab bhi, jab naam uska aata hai,,
Sachche dil se ki chahat ka rang, aaj bhi hai,,
mana wo chale gae hai hume choodkar akela,,
par ankhoon me uski khatir do ansu, aaj bhi hai,,
Ye dil sambhal jae, gar koi saath nibhaye mera,
Baharo me khili hui kitni kaliyan, aaj bhi hai...
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Armanoo ki barat to kai baar sajai hai dil me,,
Kisi ko lage wo janaza, to baat aur hai,,
Dil lagake dard kaun paana chahta hai, ae dost,,
Par Dil milae bina gar chahat mile, to baat aur hai..
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Tarasti nazaron ki pyas ho tum,
tadapte dil ki aas ho tum,
bujti zindagi ki saans ho tum,
phir kaise na kahen...
kuch khaas ho tum....
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."Koi gham nahi phir bhi mann udas hai,
koi rishta nahi phir bhi ek aas hai,
kehne ko bahut hai apne par tu hi ek khaas hai....
.
.
.
.
Zyaada EMOTIONAL mat ho ye sab BAKWAAS hai!!"
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Unki Muskaan hamari kamjori hai,
Unhe kuch keh na pana, hamari majburi hai,
Wo kyon nahi samajhte hamari khamoshi ko,
Kya khamoshi ko Zuban dena Jaruri hai..
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Phoolon se bhi kya Dosti karni,
kuch pal baad mar jaate hai.
Dosti Karo to kaantose,
chubhne ke baaad bhi yaad aate hai
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Is tarah tanha baithe hain naakam se
Ek dosti si ho gayee hai Gum ki shaam se
Guzre hain aaj ishq me kuch aise mukaam se
Ke Nafrat si ho gayee hai Mohabbat ke naam se!
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chahat mithti nahi, yun samay ke bahav se,,
yadoon me uska basera kyonki, aaj bhi hai,,
Rasm-e-duniya ko to hum tab bhi nibhaya karte the,,
magar tadap usse milne ki dil me, aaj bhi hai,,
ankhoon me bhale na jhalakti ho aaj chahat uske lie,,
par dil pe pade chahat ke nishaan, aaj bhi hai,,
khil uthti hai muskaan ab bhi, jab naam uska aata hai,,
Sachche dil se ki chahat ka rang, aaj bhi hai,,
mana wo chale gae hai hume choodkar akela,,
par ankhoon me uski khatir do ansu, aaj bhi hai,,
Ye dil sambhal jae, gar koi saath nibhaye mera,
Baharo me khili hui kitni kaliyan, aaj bhi hai...
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Armanoo ki barat to kai baar sajai hai dil me,,
Kisi ko lage wo janaza, to baat aur hai,,
Dil lagake dard kaun paana chahta hai, ae dost,,
Par Dil milae bina gar chahat mile, to baat aur hai..
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Tarasti nazaron ki pyas ho tum,
tadapte dil ki aas ho tum,
bujti zindagi ki saans ho tum,
phir kaise na kahen...
kuch khaas ho tum....
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."Koi gham nahi phir bhi mann udas hai,
koi rishta nahi phir bhi ek aas hai,
kehne ko bahut hai apne par tu hi ek khaas hai....
.
.
.
.
Zyaada EMOTIONAL mat ho ye sab BAKWAAS hai!!"
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Unki Muskaan hamari kamjori hai,
Unhe kuch keh na pana, hamari majburi hai,
Wo kyon nahi samajhte hamari khamoshi ko,
Kya khamoshi ko Zuban dena Jaruri hai..
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Phoolon se bhi kya Dosti karni,
kuch pal baad mar jaate hai.
Dosti Karo to kaantose,
chubhne ke baaad bhi yaad aate hai
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Is tarah tanha baithe hain naakam se
Ek dosti si ho gayee hai Gum ki shaam se
Guzre hain aaj ishq me kuch aise mukaam se
Ke Nafrat si ho gayee hai Mohabbat ke naam se!
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Friday, September 09, 2005
... magar pahele kabhi
A nice shayari by DK on cse.mtech2
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hum tujhe chahte the magar pehle kabhi
tujh ko apne kehte the, magar pehle kabhi
rasm-e-duniya nibhane ko mil rahi hain ab
tujhe dil se mila kerte the, magar pehle kabhi
is dil main teri chahat ka nishaan hi nahi
in ankhoon main tere khawab the, magar pehle kabhi
ab tujhe yaad ker ke dil machalta b nahi
tere naam se armaan machalte the, magar pehle kabhi
wo chala gaya chor ker hum roe bhi nahi
us ke janey per hum rote the, magar pehle kabhi
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hum tujhe chahte the magar pehle kabhi
tujh ko apne kehte the, magar pehle kabhi
rasm-e-duniya nibhane ko mil rahi hain ab
tujhe dil se mila kerte the, magar pehle kabhi
is dil main teri chahat ka nishaan hi nahi
in ankhoon main tere khawab the, magar pehle kabhi
ab tujhe yaad ker ke dil machalta b nahi
tere naam se armaan machalte the, magar pehle kabhi
wo chala gaya chor ker hum roe bhi nahi
us ke janey per hum rote the, magar pehle kabhi
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Saturday, July 09, 2005
Sher on cse.mtech2
all this sher mentioned below is from cse.mtech2 "spam" thread. a really nice way to spam i guess :-)
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usko chaha bhi to izhaar na karna aya
kut gayi umer hamain pyar na karna aya
usne maangi bhi to judai maangi
or hum the ke inqaar na karna aya
- Tushar
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mat karo koi wada jise nibhaba na sako,
mat chhaho usse jise pa na sako
pyar kisika kaha pura hota hai
pyar ka pahila akshar hi adhura hota hai....!
--jeetu
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Ae dil unki yaad mein rona fizul hai, ansu anmol hai, inko khona fizul hai,
Rote uske liye hain jo tum pe nisar ho, uske liye kya rona jiske ashiq hazaar hon
--jeetu
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Humne socha tha ki shayad, hum hi chahte hai tumko, par tumhe chahne wala to kafila nikla,
Dil ne kaha shikayat kar khuda se, paar khuda bhi tera chahne wala nikla.
--tusshar
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Trying to forget someone u love is like trying to remember someone u never
met..
- Tushar
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Samet lo sitaro ko hatho me apne,bahut door tak raat hi raat hogi
Musafir hai hum bhi,musafir hai aap bhi,kahi na kahi phir mulakat hogi
-Tusshar
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usko chaha bhi to izhaar na karna aya
kut gayi umer hamain pyar na karna aya
usne maangi bhi to judai maangi
or hum the ke inqaar na karna aya
- Tushar
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mat karo koi wada jise nibhaba na sako,
mat chhaho usse jise pa na sako
pyar kisika kaha pura hota hai
pyar ka pahila akshar hi adhura hota hai....!
--jeetu
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Ae dil unki yaad mein rona fizul hai, ansu anmol hai, inko khona fizul hai,
Rote uske liye hain jo tum pe nisar ho, uske liye kya rona jiske ashiq hazaar hon
--jeetu
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Humne socha tha ki shayad, hum hi chahte hai tumko, par tumhe chahne wala to kafila nikla,
Dil ne kaha shikayat kar khuda se, paar khuda bhi tera chahne wala nikla.
--tusshar
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Trying to forget someone u love is like trying to remember someone u never
met..
- Tushar
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Samet lo sitaro ko hatho me apne,bahut door tak raat hi raat hogi
Musafir hai hum bhi,musafir hai aap bhi,kahi na kahi phir mulakat hogi
-Tusshar
Going through the hell
ya, i feel like being in a hell. Even though IIT is my dream institute and i am proud to be one of the student studying over here.. right now, I feel being in a hell.
Mtech first stage project : how should one supposed to approach this? well, the usual things that are supposed happen is, you start your project in your summer vacation. your guide will tell you to go through some research papers and other materials which would help you build up the base. After going through all that stuff you define your problem and may be some views regaring how to tackle the problem etc etc. You write a compilation of all the stuff that you read and your approach towards problem solving.
... wake up dear, it sounds like a dream when you are doing your MTP under Prof Supratik. The very first meeting for the MTP starts with the instruction to read somebody's code which i am supposed to extend. It was definitely was not much motivating to be directly deplyoed on the code. Feel like a rookie in a company where you start with all programming bulshits. I know, that's not a good example to give, because the work that i am supposed to do hear requires lot of thinking and skill and it would really stimulate your brain.
Anyways, things went on, some part of the code was very nicely written and somethings were so ugly. One must keep in mind that somebody else may need to read it someday. I never felt importance of comments in the code to such an extent earlier. After I finished reading the code when I went to meet my guide... ...oops.. i have been going through the wrong version of the code. I was supposed to go through another code which was tackling the problem differently. Of course, the earlier code helped me a lot in understanding this new version but hellooooo.... don't people understand to mention some pointers in the code ?? what algorithms are used ? references? ya, suddenly all this wisdom came to me when i was in the trap. But i must confess that many of the things that should be taken care of while writing such a large programs, i dont take that much care.
Some papers from here and there, I suggeted some heuristic where he demanded for optimal solutions. Though, he was right from his point of view i was thinking that he is demanding too much from me. Everybody is not a PGM ( presidents gold medalist ) like him. He is a genius and a very hard working fellow, so focussed on his field that he did not had time to marry !!!
He suggested some new approach which i am supposed to implement in just ten days. yes, my dear, doing MTP under Prof supratik is not everyone's cup of tea. Though it is really a credit to have him as a guide, i would have opted for a coffee if i knew the tea would be soooo hot.
Here i am, writind down my frustrations/ feelings out here in the blogs are the burning so many nights on the implementation and dont know when the hell i am going to start my report and when am i going to submit it. He believes 5 days should be sufficient to write a report but it would definitely require more than 5 days to do the modification he would suggest.
Anyways, may god give me the strength to withstand this strain right now .... the only thing i am desporately waiting for is 18th july 2005, yes, that's the day when i would (probably ) be submitting my report as i cant refuse the chances of an extension.
hey buddy... stop reading this post now .. i have to go for a sleep :D
Mtech first stage project : how should one supposed to approach this? well, the usual things that are supposed happen is, you start your project in your summer vacation. your guide will tell you to go through some research papers and other materials which would help you build up the base. After going through all that stuff you define your problem and may be some views regaring how to tackle the problem etc etc. You write a compilation of all the stuff that you read and your approach towards problem solving.
... wake up dear, it sounds like a dream when you are doing your MTP under Prof Supratik. The very first meeting for the MTP starts with the instruction to read somebody's code which i am supposed to extend. It was definitely was not much motivating to be directly deplyoed on the code. Feel like a rookie in a company where you start with all programming bulshits. I know, that's not a good example to give, because the work that i am supposed to do hear requires lot of thinking and skill and it would really stimulate your brain.
Anyways, things went on, some part of the code was very nicely written and somethings were so ugly. One must keep in mind that somebody else may need to read it someday. I never felt importance of comments in the code to such an extent earlier. After I finished reading the code when I went to meet my guide... ...oops.. i have been going through the wrong version of the code. I was supposed to go through another code which was tackling the problem differently. Of course, the earlier code helped me a lot in understanding this new version but hellooooo.... don't people understand to mention some pointers in the code ?? what algorithms are used ? references? ya, suddenly all this wisdom came to me when i was in the trap. But i must confess that many of the things that should be taken care of while writing such a large programs, i dont take that much care.
Some papers from here and there, I suggeted some heuristic where he demanded for optimal solutions. Though, he was right from his point of view i was thinking that he is demanding too much from me. Everybody is not a PGM ( presidents gold medalist ) like him. He is a genius and a very hard working fellow, so focussed on his field that he did not had time to marry !!!
He suggested some new approach which i am supposed to implement in just ten days. yes, my dear, doing MTP under Prof supratik is not everyone's cup of tea. Though it is really a credit to have him as a guide, i would have opted for a coffee if i knew the tea would be soooo hot.
Here i am, writind down my frustrations/ feelings out here in the blogs are the burning so many nights on the implementation and dont know when the hell i am going to start my report and when am i going to submit it. He believes 5 days should be sufficient to write a report but it would definitely require more than 5 days to do the modification he would suggest.
Anyways, may god give me the strength to withstand this strain right now .... the only thing i am desporately waiting for is 18th july 2005, yes, that's the day when i would (probably ) be submitting my report as i cant refuse the chances of an extension.
hey buddy... stop reading this post now .. i have to go for a sleep :D
Monday, July 04, 2005
Nice sher
This is one is from my shayar classmate nawab. though i am not sure whether this is his creation or not :p.
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Mujhko tu apnaa bana ya na bana teri Khushi
tu zamaane mein mere naam se badnaam to hai
Dekh kar log mujhe naam tera lete hain
is pe main Khush hoon muhabbat ka kuch anjaam to hai
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Mujhko tu apnaa bana ya na bana teri Khushi
tu zamaane mein mere naam se badnaam to hai
Dekh kar log mujhe naam tera lete hain
is pe main Khush hoon muhabbat ka kuch anjaam to hai
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