"Without College..No knowledge"
That is quite a common notion, which i guess has been proved by time. You might be suprised why i suddenly out of blues i am discussing a like which is so well evident. Apparently right now I am passing through the phase of life where on seeing every single thing related to college i get nostalgic. Sometimes while the process of self scrutinization starts what is gained and what is lost from the last four years endevour do come in picture.
Recently I had been in a similar situation. That was probably the last day of working college ( after that exams were going to start). Being the last day, there was ample amount of load of assignments, class tests and viva's in the small shoulders of my hands. While my hands trying to be an efficient Engineer's hand trying to manage the big book, needed for viva, the assignment files and the class notes I somehow along with my umbrella managed to climb down from the clumpsy Autoricksaw. And what i saw in gate suprised me! I saw a big fat girl trying hard to get herself adjusted in the short shirt and trying to beat the summer heat equally since her accessories were too gordy to make her comfortable. Well she was no other than one of my very good friends in first year. And man!! She has changed so much from the girl who was too shy to try out dresses below the ankle and here she is looking a real " hotty", whereas me...well i am still the same girl with little changes in the wardrope and still always in too much hurry to take care of the "feminine stuffs". Why the four years of time brought little or no change in me....Why i still get confused betwee pedicare and medicare hahahaha! :D As my little walk from the insti main gate to the department ended, a junior suddenly called up ' Chayanika madam can you please meet with me tonight, I think i need to discuss about the topic of next year's KVPY with you". And then i realized where i had been busy all these four years, giving no time for thinking about the ladies stuffs and happy i was again as a small kid as if i had won a war and not just a single battle!
Monday, April 23, 2007
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Shimla Trip
Trips are one of the most refreshing things that happen to a Civil Engineer of our college. Trips are the time when we have "fun learning" Where it is not just about craming the facts and formulas..where it is more about learning the things going around you...more about managing with odds still making it among the few memorable days of your life, which will be cherished for ever..
There always remain few instances which make the situation lighter..which left us with few memories,recollecting them would always bring a bit of sunshine in our lives...the incidences which made those long painful bus journey (from Delhi to Chandigarh274Km, Chandigarh to Shimla, 95 Km Shimla to Dalhousie,224 Km and Dharamshala to Amritsar) or those freezing temperatures with very less warm clothes, the stale food of Mukherjee ( the tour guide) , Proff Macwan's "I have two daughters and both are girls" stories. The one that topped the chart were, involved me, and boy you could have seen people rolling down,holding their bellies tight:
* We( included me, Prachi, Mayanka, Vimal, Matkeswar & Mahesh) went to a shopping complex in Chandigarh. Imagine a posh area with all branded shops all around you..people having a general talk..and I Chayanika Mitra suddenly realizes that her childhood love of jumping over an empty bottle and getting a squicky sound is too hard to resist even among the crowd...so she jumps and BANGGGGG!!!!! The very next moment was found lying in the floor
Janata's Reaction: Hahahahahahaha...started holding their tummies ( well almost all had one! :P ) Renamed me as "4.75 gms".And the leg pulling....well it is continued till the very date.
PhysicistReaction: An empty bottle is filled with air inside it ; not completely empty...& since the bottle was capped it made the bottle to roll away when a "light weighted material" jumped over it. There is nothing strange about it. :)
* From the hotel to the shopping complex of Chandigarh, we took the traditional Tanga gari to travel. We were 4 people in one ( A single Tanga is meant to carry two average sized Indians.) We sang on top of our voice, people passing by us gave reaction like: Amazed, suprised, hallucinated and what not.
Janata's Reaction: Had so much fun..it sometimes feel wonderful to act foolishly.
Physicist Reaction : Where you the only girl in the tanga?
* Can you ever imagine Chinmay Nayek ( for the lesser informed mortals..let me tell you..Chinu as he is fondly addressed as, is a very loadu guy who has a weird temprament about the fairer sex) And imagine a girl putting flower on his head and he smiling away in front of the camera gave many of the classmates a dash of smile on their faces.
Janata's Reaction : Clicked various photographs. Shared them in lan. Pulled his leg ( For a while the gun barrel was towards his side leave me in peace for sometime.)
Physicist Reaction : The girl who played the prank on him was you..isn't it?Grrrrrrr
* During our trip to Dalai lama's monestry at Maclad ganj near Dharamshala, we met with cute chinki kids. And like every other excited college student.. i took hold of a baby and tried clicking pics with her. Ankur from no where came in the frame too and then started the flow of comments.
Janata's Reaction : A 5'2'' mother, a 6' tall dady and a chinki child :O Kya gajab family hain ye...
Physicists Reaction Shut up!
There many other such instances, where a pic of mine with shopping bags were commented as " baba blackship have you any wool" or the helluva fun we had during the dance party night ended with a lighter mood..As we come to the end of our four years journey together..I certainly would like to suffer those night outs before submission, the tension of getting in the list of short attendees or the innumerable effort for "jugar" of the sheets before SDD submissions to get back these four years...Well as my train journey was ending in S3 of golden temple, dated 19th of March 2007 with a black bloody lump on the left side of forehead ( I got hurt badly while changing seats..) I stood still near the door of the train..feeling the wind on my face, the touch of the ten rupees note which gave Rajan gave me as a good luck sign.. scanning the events of the last ten days of the trip and missing each moment badly,suddenly a man from the back called out " Behenji pleaseeeeee kudnaa mat" :O
There always remain few instances which make the situation lighter..which left us with few memories,recollecting them would always bring a bit of sunshine in our lives...the incidences which made those long painful bus journey (from Delhi to Chandigarh274Km, Chandigarh to Shimla, 95 Km Shimla to Dalhousie,224 Km and Dharamshala to Amritsar) or those freezing temperatures with very less warm clothes, the stale food of Mukherjee ( the tour guide) , Proff Macwan's "I have two daughters and both are girls" stories. The one that topped the chart were, involved me, and boy you could have seen people rolling down,holding their bellies tight:
* We( included me, Prachi, Mayanka, Vimal, Matkeswar & Mahesh) went to a shopping complex in Chandigarh. Imagine a posh area with all branded shops all around you..people having a general talk..and I Chayanika Mitra suddenly realizes that her childhood love of jumping over an empty bottle and getting a squicky sound is too hard to resist even among the crowd...so she jumps and BANGGGGG!!!!! The very next moment was found lying in the floor
Janata's Reaction: Hahahahahahaha...started holding their tummies ( well almost all had one! :P ) Renamed me as "4.75 gms".And the leg pulling....well it is continued till the very date.
PhysicistReaction: An empty bottle is filled with air inside it ; not completely empty...& since the bottle was capped it made the bottle to roll away when a "light weighted material" jumped over it. There is nothing strange about it. :)
* From the hotel to the shopping complex of Chandigarh, we took the traditional Tanga gari to travel. We were 4 people in one ( A single Tanga is meant to carry two average sized Indians.) We sang on top of our voice, people passing by us gave reaction like: Amazed, suprised, hallucinated and what not.
Janata's Reaction: Had so much fun..it sometimes feel wonderful to act foolishly.
Physicist Reaction : Where you the only girl in the tanga?
* Can you ever imagine Chinmay Nayek ( for the lesser informed mortals..let me tell you..Chinu as he is fondly addressed as, is a very loadu guy who has a weird temprament about the fairer sex) And imagine a girl putting flower on his head and he smiling away in front of the camera gave many of the classmates a dash of smile on their faces.
Janata's Reaction : Clicked various photographs. Shared them in lan. Pulled his leg ( For a while the gun barrel was towards his side leave me in peace for sometime.)
Physicist Reaction : The girl who played the prank on him was you..isn't it?Grrrrrrr
* During our trip to Dalai lama's monestry at Maclad ganj near Dharamshala, we met with cute chinki kids. And like every other excited college student.. i took hold of a baby and tried clicking pics with her. Ankur from no where came in the frame too and then started the flow of comments.
Janata's Reaction : A 5'2'' mother, a 6' tall dady and a chinki child :O Kya gajab family hain ye...
Physicists Reaction Shut up!
There many other such instances, where a pic of mine with shopping bags were commented as " baba blackship have you any wool" or the helluva fun we had during the dance party night ended with a lighter mood..As we come to the end of our four years journey together..I certainly would like to suffer those night outs before submission, the tension of getting in the list of short attendees or the innumerable effort for "jugar" of the sheets before SDD submissions to get back these four years...Well as my train journey was ending in S3 of golden temple, dated 19th of March 2007 with a black bloody lump on the left side of forehead ( I got hurt badly while changing seats..) I stood still near the door of the train..feeling the wind on my face, the touch of the ten rupees note which gave Rajan gave me as a good luck sign.. scanning the events of the last ten days of the trip and missing each moment badly,suddenly a man from the back called out " Behenji pleaseeeeee kudnaa mat" :O
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
I want to be there..:P
| You Belong in London |
 A little old fashioned, and a little modern. A little traditional, and a little bit punk rock. A unique woman like you needs a city that offers everything. No wonder you and London will get along so well. |
So next holiday i am in london! :D
| Your Love Element Is Metal |
 In love, you inspire and respect your partner. For you, love is all about fusing together for one incredible life experience. You attract others with wit and a bit of flash. Your flirting style is defined by making others want and value you. Greatness and optimism are the cornerstones of your love life. You may let go too easily, but you never get weighed down by your past. You connect best with: Earth Avoid: Fire You and another Metal element: will control and smother each other |
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
A love letter
Hail My Lady !!
In the service of My Lord Chayanika, i present my little gift to show my love for
Miss Mitra..... a bunch of flowers... i hope My lord has received it last night.
More are on the way. This jealous world is making it's progress slow but it won't as my love for my lord. Love will grow for you with every nano second i live in pain of distance from my inspiration.
In further report, it has been noticed that a world wide research is going on in all mathematical institutes about an unsolved puzzle that what's greater 'infinity or my love for chayanika'. My lord, what are your views on it ?
I am also glad to notify my life that as per your order, proper care has been taken of your subjects residing in lord's heart. Food and health are in best terms along with studies and work. Your subject under your rule, expect same from their lordif not higher expectations are with higher beings like you.
Towards end, i would like to emphasise that your subject eg. me miss you a lot.
Thank you my lord for your precious time and more then that your love which is my life.
In your service
Your Loyal Subject
aka 'Lost heart'
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Now tell me what should i make out of this..:)
In the service of My Lord Chayanika, i present my little gift to show my love for
Miss Mitra..... a bunch of flowers... i hope My lord has received it last night.
More are on the way. This jealous world is making it's progress slow but it won't as my love for my lord. Love will grow for you with every nano second i live in pain of distance from my inspiration.
In further report, it has been noticed that a world wide research is going on in all mathematical institutes about an unsolved puzzle that what's greater 'infinity or my love for chayanika'. My lord, what are your views on it ?
I am also glad to notify my life that as per your order, proper care has been taken of your subjects residing in lord's heart. Food and health are in best terms along with studies and work. Your subject under your rule, expect same from their lordif not higher expectations are with higher beings like you.
Towards end, i would like to emphasise that your subject eg. me miss you a lot.
Thank you my lord for your precious time and more then that your love which is my life.
In your service
Your Loyal Subject
aka 'Lost heart'
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Now tell me what should i make out of this..:)
Monday, February 27, 2006
Your Birthdate: September 30 |
 You have the type of personality that people either love or hate. You're opinionated, dramatic, intense, and very outspoken. And some people can't get enough of you - they're totally addicted. Others, well, they wish you were a little more reserved. Your strength: Your flair Your weakness: If you think it, you say it Your power color: Scarlet red Your power symbol: Inverted triangle Your power month: March |
Saturday, February 11, 2006
Tagged........
Tagging entangeled me too.....
Its a phenomenon which google had picked in the recent past. To make a selected few , feel important and develop curosity in others. As a marketing stunt, it works great. Oh well I forgot, blogger.com is also google's child. Anyways, thanx to didi and Amit for tagging me.
Rules of the game are …
1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover.
2. Need to mention the sex of the target.
3. Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on their comments saying they’ve been tagged.
4. If tagged the 2nd time, there’s no need to post again.
Sex of the target : Male.
So here comes those 8(why eight yaar?!!)thing you should have in you o my perfect lover:D :
1)One who could bring smile to my face even in my foulest mood..in short should be an expert in PJs.
2)He should be healthy and wise (see for wealth i am there na..can sponsor him peacefully ;) )
3)He should be the one whom you see with admiration and feel so proud that oh! this man is my life....Respect and love for him should come naturally
4)He should be cute like a teddy bear :)yet have the passionate enough to ignite me passionately!
5)While walking beside him you can feel the gravity of love he has for you..and yes most importantly he should be bold brave and ready for action.
6)Should love to enjoy the essence of life..namely pani puri, bhel puri and paneer laccha roll.
7)One whom you can talk with any damm topic of world..say from love to politics..from school to work..one who never ever keeps a secret from you..because you are just his better half..who completed him and vise a versa
8)Most importantly he should be an Indian...:D with some indian education in him..indian institutes is fine with me...:)
So friends foes and again friends.....let me continue this tagging thing..and
here comes the list:
1)Himanshu (Not Tagged) he has permission to refuse
2)Sudiptada
3)Amit
4)Konark
5)Kshitij
6)Abhinav sharma
Monday, January 23, 2006
TECHY!
TECHY! the word itself produces shivers down the spine...atleast for average graded students like me...Till date i couldn't define..what exactly this techy is all about? Is it the person who scores highes mark in the class or the one with the most fundo concepts..or rather the one who keeps on publishing papers from small little crazy ideas that suddenly errupts in his head...ah! technical paper reminds me..that today the result of ERUKA are out...Eureka boleh to the annual paper presentation competition of the prestigious Indian Institute Of Technology...and i was not selected..bad isn't it?Maybe just another time...:)But still date i couldn't figure out...what exactly kind of paper they want from students like us...i mean comeon we cann't be a big madam currie or einstein moulding ideas just like that...but..afterall i had designed a house in accordance to Indian climate that runs without electricity bill...the one in which the earth heats it up during the night..and the earth again cools it up during the night...sounds real fundo na ( I just had comersialised the idea of an IIM-ahmedabad proff) But still...........life always give another chance..till that time...let me enjoy few lectures pondering about what exactly "TECHIE" means....and the proffs...oh! my god...he was teaching some bending moment concept..how come he has suddenly jumped to the conjugate beam concept...wake up you silly! you are just typing a blog :)
Sunday, November 27, 2005
Indian Institute Of Technology...kharagpur.
"Serving for the betterment of nation"That was the first sentence that i noticed in the main institute building walking through the road...those words were shining high in the air....wispering you each time you enter the insti building that you are lucky...that you are a part of it...an integral part..maybe just for few days to few years..but its name will get attached with you forever.This blog is not just about iit..it is about my days in the insti where i had dreamed to be a part not for 5 weeks...but for 5 years :)
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..........Will continue..latter coz right now i got to fix up my teddy bear...
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..........Will continue..latter coz right now i got to fix up my teddy bear...
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Monday, November 14, 2005
Questions!
People say i am good in bugging others by sking all type of questions n then deducing them...into a definite pattern.So thought..why not start it here too :)
Sunday, November 13, 2005
Endsemester
Exams ! Exams! Exams!
That was the only word that can be heard in the corridors of the departments..in any damm room of the hostel..in the mess table (which ones used to be the best place for bhatting all kind of topics)..ah!but still there is one place that is devoid of all the tensions which people are UNnecessarily...guess
guesss
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Comeon.....
Donn't Give up...
So easily..........
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(no no this is not a hydrograph :) )
This is just one stupid blogs of miss chayanika...actually right now i am waiting for my friend to comeonline...but you know how IITian guys are..complete geek..n with high hall tempo's so...so so..wait dear..till the time you have asked them to come online.because right now they are studying...or doing something else? ;) better donn't poke your nose on that not your buisness you see :D
I guess...even i should retire to my study table..n read something..before he turns up ...
See think of the devil n you get a popped up message from gtalk saying hello dear..i saw you online in orkut..so thought of giving you a miss (ORKUT!!! wasn't he supposed to study................................)
That was the only word that can be heard in the corridors of the departments..in any damm room of the hostel..in the mess table (which ones used to be the best place for bhatting all kind of topics)..ah!but still there is one place that is devoid of all the tensions which people are UNnecessarily...guess
guesss
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Comeon.....
Donn't Give up...
So easily..........
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(no no this is not a hydrograph :) )
This is just one stupid blogs of miss chayanika...actually right now i am waiting for my friend to comeonline...but you know how IITian guys are..complete geek..n with high hall tempo's so...so so..wait dear..till the time you have asked them to come online.because right now they are studying...or doing something else? ;) better donn't poke your nose on that not your buisness you see :D
I guess...even i should retire to my study table..n read something..before he turns up ...
See think of the devil n you get a popped up message from gtalk saying hello dear..i saw you online in orkut..so thought of giving you a miss (ORKUT!!! wasn't he supposed to study................................)
Friday, November 04, 2005
FLIRT
If you have fallen in love,
Just keep your heart away,
If you have loved a person,
Love another,the other day,
Coz people are selfish,
And they also tend to stray,
They love opportunity,
So they don`t like to stay,
Honey you got a pure heart,
As white as morning dew,
You know its the best,
But admirers are few,
So stain your heart,
Fill it with dirt,
Never remain faithful,
Convert into a flirt.
no one will feel ditched,
seeing you sudden spurt,
it you the only idiot,
who humbly feels hurt.
Abhinav Sharma
Was just going through my poem in poetry.com n found this..read it once..then twice..n then once more...felt..how true it it..or it is not?
Just keep your heart away,
If you have loved a person,
Love another,the other day,
Coz people are selfish,
And they also tend to stray,
They love opportunity,
So they don`t like to stay,
Honey you got a pure heart,
As white as morning dew,
You know its the best,
But admirers are few,
So stain your heart,
Fill it with dirt,
Never remain faithful,
Convert into a flirt.
no one will feel ditched,
seeing you sudden spurt,
it you the only idiot,
who humbly feels hurt.
Abhinav Sharma
Was just going through my poem in poetry.com n found this..read it once..then twice..n then once more...felt..how true it it..or it is not?
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
Sometimes....
Somethings in life never change,
Sometimes in life you donn't find reasons,
Some moments in life aren't forgotten,
Sometimes you loose hope...
When time rolls by you tend to forget
What holds you on...
Some people in life are a part of you,
When you let them go,
You never loose them.
Because ....
You find then living in you!
No matter how hard we try we cann't hold everyone together...We cann't.Life is like a bag of chocolates...you donn't know what is next..but the point is..you got to select just "ONE"..Tell me..isn't it the fact that it is all what i want..then why..why cann't i have all the chocolates at a time....
The question still remains...do everything in one instance or in a rythmetic way..slowly..one by one..
Do you have the answer?
Sometimes in life you donn't find reasons,
Some moments in life aren't forgotten,
Sometimes you loose hope...
When time rolls by you tend to forget
What holds you on...
Some people in life are a part of you,
When you let them go,
You never loose them.
Because ....
You find then living in you!
No matter how hard we try we cann't hold everyone together...We cann't.Life is like a bag of chocolates...you donn't know what is next..but the point is..you got to select just "ONE"..Tell me..isn't it the fact that it is all what i want..then why..why cann't i have all the chocolates at a time....
The question still remains...do everything in one instance or in a rythmetic way..slowly..one by one..
Do you have the answer?
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Blog
Blogs...well this new disease infected me recently...& it is all so fun..why the other day i was going through an unknown persons blog,she is 40 something & recently divorced...felt like ahh! life can be so different..it can take such weird turnings...that at one point or other you'll feel all insecured...but guess what...she was not! she was fighting for it..Then why cann't everyone be like her...fight for what is yours.."your own life" love it..coz it is the only thing that gave you the chance to see this world..love all the other people...now now donn't you think this blog is about knowing who I am...I know who i am...i am complicated n confused ;) new punch line..effective?Haven't seen the results yet...will I? Donn't know...
phew someone really said rightly....you start somewhere you end somewhere else......but isn't it a good way of knowing the whole path...by trodding through those unknown paths....seeing thing you have never seen before..realizing feelings you have always discarded as if they never exist ..................
Blogs are strange :)
phew someone really said rightly....you start somewhere you end somewhere else......but isn't it a good way of knowing the whole path...by trodding through those unknown paths....seeing thing you have never seen before..realizing feelings you have always discarded as if they never exist ..................
Blogs are strange :)
Friday, October 21, 2005
Black
Black.....never liked the colour..always wanted to be as pure as the white..but somehow i have realized that ...the purity is achieved when it is seen the darkest of the contrast..something like"a lotus grows well only in filty ponds on not the clear running stream!:) No i do realise why people really say that i am a fudae baj..Am I?
Confused as always....
Confused as always....
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