My Dramatic Monologue !!

Got a lot of time to myself this week... 'Bunked' Office 2 days in a row. Don't ask why! wasted my hours.. Movies, British Sitcoms, playing with and Grooming my Dog and a book- a John Rain Thriller. Amidst all this, my brain was multitasking. No matter how busy u keep yourself, there are some things that keep on running in the back of your mind. The background processing never stops. even if u delay a thread execution, its bound to bounce back for some processing time as soon as your head is empty . and then u don't have an option. Those threads bugged me this afternoon. so i decided to groom my dog while i make a few decisions and slap myself for a few other things. Over the years i have learnt to not regret any mistakes that i have done. Be proud of those mistakes. u did them, they have to be special. but at the same time if u dont learn from them then it all has been in vain. Thats where the slap comes in. " The training is nothing. The will is everything. The

Was free the whole day yesterday.. a centipede from a jungle on national highway bit me while i was busy 'clickin' my dog !! DONT ASK! Anyway i decided to do the never ending job of organizing my lappy last night.. I have an entire drive by the name MEMORIES.. opened it and started organizing photos.. school days, family picnics, My pet Dog, cousin's wedding, reunion pics, birthday parties, sleepovers, there were so many memories in those folders.. though they brought a smile on my face none of them made me feel like i miss those moments until i came across a certain folder.. My engineering life.. Brought a lump in my thorat thinking about how everythng so familiar and awesome has come to an end... no more train-takshari.. no more classroom comments.. no more mimicry of 'dear' professors.. no more calling them names, deciding whoz 'on the other side of the fence'.. proving your theories about one of the classmates being gay.. No more studying in group for v

I wish it did! Just reached home.. i went to see a stage play today.. made me realize things i had tried really hard not to think about.. The conclusion after all the introspection was : " I Declared a variable final and assigned it a junk value " With the programming paradigm, a value once assigned to a final variable cant be changed again in your entire program. i created a variable and assigned it a value many clock cycles back.. but seldom did i realize it was a final variable and the value that i assigned was junk ! My pointer is stuck somewhere in time.. it cant move, i cant reassign it and it keeps pointing to that junk value.. Time changes things they said.. well does it ?? If it did why is the variable still 'final' and why does it keep pointing to the junk value! Time doesn't change things.. Things change when people decide its time! But i just cant bring myself to make that decision and at the same time i WANT that change to happen! Bloody irritating th

Now Why do we celebrate Gudhi Padwa ?? Wiki says, " Mythologically, the Gudhi symbolizes Lord Rama ’s victory and happiness on returning to Ayodhya after slaying Ravan. Since a symbol of victory is always held high, so is the gudhi (flag) " Will the history repeat itself ?? Will we celebrate India's win over Sri Lanka on 2nd April 2011 ?? Will Our Team Hold The Gudhi High ?? We will know that tomorrow :) Every Indian prayer that God hears tomorrow will be #tagged with #IndiaWinsCWC2011 Lets hope we win this one!! Charge up with pop-corn and colas guys! Its Gonna be a GOOD GAME :D

A very interesting piece of article I read in The Times Of India, made me realize how emotionally we Indians are attached to the game.. Am sure yesterday a lot of BEEPs followed after Gambhir’s foolish run out! We cursed him overlooking the good 50 that he brought us. But, as long as they bring home a win we are fine with it J . My point is we are so passionate about the game, that its almost like we are the ones playing there on the field.. We love the game, we love our players. Considering the team we played against has WON the WORLD CUP TROPHY thrice, our win was surely an EPIC WIN that qualified us forthe semis! Our team is doing their best out there. The Men ARE BLEEDING BLUE! I can imagine the pressure our team will undergo while playing against the Pakistan team on home ground, but then the support of entire crowd there will surely fuel them up! Not to forget the thousands of fans praying for our win J We did our best to reach from Motera to Mohali.. Now, we target Mumbai! WE WI

Its always Last In First Out with me! Now I had a series of EXTREMELY weird dreams last night! Dreams have a very elegant hold on your mind i believe..Dreams can give u ideas, suggest u stuff, make u face ur innermost fears, dreams can make u fly, show u what u long for .. I had a very interesting conversation about dreams with a frnd... will publish it some other time.. I don't always remember my dreams, and most part of last nights I have already forgotten.. but am sure if I try to collate the bits and pieces tht I remember, we might have a nice story! ;-) dreams show u what ur subconscious wants u to see.. Well for me, dreams are like Cartoons! You can craft things in your dream.. Animate objects, change colors.. Play with shadows! No laws of Physics apply there unless u want them to.. Live in your own world.. I Like Dreams.. I like to live them..