People need to learn resoluteness. At one point of your life, you have them saying one thing at one point only to absolutely contradict it.
"nitthin, you are responsible" thats what my teacher said when i broke a test-tube in high school.
" you are not at all responsible". Thats what my profs say now. Well DUHH! is it my fault mechanical engineering labs dont have test tubes?......what people don't get is for everything that somebody says about somebody else at a given time, another person will say, at the same situation at another point of time, the absolute opposite of it. Its a law Murphy forgot putting up, because he didn't care to remember.

The fan rotates.what most people don't notice is that fans always rotate in a clockwise direction.but then coming to think of it, they also don't notice the shit under their shoes.Its funny how the a one ton AC hums. I thought these heavy ones scream.But it turns out that they hum.Hum.Tum.The fun part about songs is they slow down time.time also slows down in a lecture.Maybe all lecturers were sopranos in their previous birth, or aimed to be one someday but ended up at the wrong end of the rainbow.If P.K.Rhotagi ended up being a soprano, he would be more famous for his facial twitches that his voice, which sounds like a mating frog having a bad stomach day.There is something I am really missing,not sure about it, maybe its sanity. or maybe its just me.

"you raise me up"- song by josh groban.what a song.Now what shall I say, here goes the lyrics
you raise me up, so that I fall flat on my face.
you raise me up, and I fall again like a coconut from a tree.
you raise me up, not knowing I am a jerk,
you raise me up, ....... but who cares.

you wake me up, abcde ...12456....!@# fghijk.....;
you raise me up,.....................;
you wake me up,oh; what a pain to my sleep,
you raise me up, but who the fuck likes waking up?
you raise me up, to rip off tunes from titanic.
you raise me up,like I really care,
you raise me up, why, oh why, do you even care?

S.A.D............................................MY MATTRESS IS FLAT.

Harry potter was big heartburn.....the movie, romance...everything except emma watson suckeddddddddddd. Now let the J.I.Joe(s) come, hope at least that would do some justice.

No matter how much I try, how long I try, I can't seem to stop talking to myself in my head.most of the time I feel like I'm woody allen on crack, muttering gibberish to myself and then arguing it over and over again, all in my head.Its tough being a lot smarter than you actually think you are, it really is.Some days I just wish some jerk hit my head hard knocking me unconscious so that I could be at peace for a while, but thats the problem with the jerks, you never find jerks when you need them the most.

4the year blues........final days in college, the sheer no. of papers I have successfully accumulated over the past academic years, the compulsion on a working model project... and the most important part- the persistence of the "devil may care, who gives a damn" attitude.GOD!!!!!!B.Tech ended up being a bitch, initially the dejection at the lackluster course contents, then the faculties with "we are dumb" stickers written on their forehead.Those are magical stickers though.Only smart people (like me) could see them. The "yes master" batch mates never kind of seem to see it.Sad.whatever, coming to the point, even though I never thought I would, I am kind of feeling a wee bit sad on getting into the final phase.....hoping to get some good memories,good friends and great fun.Thats it with the senti part. The fun part is I still got time ....and nothing much to do.what a bore..............................