16 February 2010

Crazy kgp

I just realized that how crazy all are at kgp!! And one of the place is our room.. i bet you and your friends, ultimately end up talking/doing all crazy things and facing out of the world behavior of your friend. Okay... so here are few daily happening crazy things between me and my rommie.

Okay. So, I come from the classes and if she, generally, is already in the room, there are two possibilities - One is either she is studying or Two, she is chatting online. The first one is better as I get some of 'her' to talk with me otherwise whole of 'her' is in the virtual world which does not include real 'me' in it and needs me to ping her...and by virtue of our LAN divider, according to her it is just alright to ask that from me. Consider the situation when she is in virtual world and I enter the room-

me:         Hi!!

Aakriti:   Hi. (no emotions. nothing. A dry, hard hi.)

me:         Do you know what happened today?

Aakriti:    .......

me:         Listen na...

Aakriti:   ........

me:        Aakriti!!!

Aakriti:  Haan? What?  (Yo!! I manage to get this 'haan?' and 'what?' from her for real 'me'!)


me:       Today naa, ....blah blah....

Aakriti:   ........

me:       What do you think?

Aakriti:  hmm?

(ya..let me tell you i am proud of her for she managed to say one little 'hmm' and simultaneously typing with the great speed....I pity her key-board)

me:       (I repeat things in short)

Aakriti:  hmm..

me:       What hmm...hmm.... say something...something other than 'hmm'

Aakriti:  haan ya... what were you saying?

(what the hell?? does she expect me repeat the whole thing third time?....Aakriti, answer!!)



This was about her craziness about virtual world. Okay, now If I don't tell you about how frustrate her sometimes, she will kill me...ofcourse...vitually..!! Still let me take safer side and confess. So, here I tell-

Sometimes when we are talking to each other (which happens rarely) I ask her questions like -

me:       Aakriti, which is your fav. number?

Aakriti: fav. number? aaa....okay.... its 'y' i guess

She manages to give me an answer but then my next question comes -

me:       Why this number? Don't you think it should be 'x' 'coz ...blah blah...(according to her I give the bad bad reason of which only I can think of) and that you are doing partiality towards this little 'x'?

yeah..I accuse her of making that some non-living 'x' feel bad. (oh, 'm sorry for that dear)

me:       okay fine. forget the number. Tell me which is your fav. month?

Aakriti:  month?...oh...okay...what kind of a Question is this? I mean...

me:        say what you think at this moment... i tell you that is the month...your fav. month!

Aakriti:  okay...in that case it is December.

me:        okay. nice. :) why? (she keeps wondering what is 'nice' in that? .....and I too 'm wondering why I said nice that time...)

Aakriti:   why!??!!... C'mon now... I am not answering this. You and your crazy questions... no... I am not answering.

me:         tell na...

Aakriti:   I mean, there is no specific reason for that. You said say the month I was thinking about. I said it. Thats it.

me:        hmm...you know what?

Aakriti:  What?

me:       Even my fav. month is December and this is the only fav. thing of which I don't know the reason 'why?'. But I like Dec. for sure.
(oh, now I realize that how much frustration does this thing create. I confess that I really talk non-sense sometimes.... I'll try my best not to ask her such questions....even when I think of my answers to them).


And now i will tell you how both of us talk crazy things together-

I was taking my brush out and she she gave her brush to keep it back. Then suddenly she says

Aakriti:  How opposite we are! You took it out and I asked to keep mine in!  (oh! ya... opposite.. as if this thing is worth noticing and is one of the criteria for deciding 'people are opposite or similar')

when I came back, I put my brush back and.....

me:       You see, we are not at all opposite.... just that there is a time lag between our similarity... (this thing made her hallu and I enjoyed!!)

These were general things that our talk with each other comprises of. I know there are more crazy people out there and you people are free to write your rommie's or friend's crazy things as comments.
And my dear rommie, you are free to comment anything on this....


PS: I have used chat language..a lot of it in my post. I like to write that way!! If you mind, please don't stop reading my blog. Just try and bear with it...

11 February 2010

The last line came true....I miss you.....

This is the poem I wrote when in N.K.V.S. (name of my school) when in 8th. It was real sad that we were shifting to pune and I had to change my school too. So, I wrote it for all my friends and the last line turns true.. I miss you all now and so I'm posting it here... So, here it goes only for you - 


When I needed
you stood there
                        When to be heard
                         you listened there
When wanted to know
you told it
                       When was wrong
                       you scolded a bit
When had to laugh
laughing in grass we lay
                      When was sad
                       you did all to make my day
When wanted to go
you came along
                        When wanted to sit
                        you sat besides for long
You are the flower
with the morning dew
                       When I will go to pune
                       I will miss you...                        

10 February 2010

Wingingdreams...?? why this n wats this?


Hi.. welcome to my blog. I always wanted to start my blog with first post related to IIT ann now specially IITkgp.. but this doesn't seem a good idea at this time...for 2 reasons- 1: I have something else to say and 2: I have nothing apt to tell/say about IITkgp at the moment.. and my blog name...why is it wingingdreams?? and those who know me..you must be knowing that I name many things as 'wingingdreams'.. and I know you will like to know 'why?' So, let me tell.. or better say let me make you like this 'wingingdreams' and bring you the feel of it...
So, here goes my first post...

You can wing their dreams…


He dared to dream
And believed in it too
But had many things to worry about..
His family, his brother
Whom he had dreamed of teaching
Yeah…this was his dream
Sounded senseless to many
Sounded least important to his family
But he knew,
His bro’s life…no..not like his
He will teach him and one day
Brother will earn living for family
He strived hard, tried everything
Tried in government schools
But could see no future there
Tried in private school
But had no fat pocket
So had to turn back
At last found one
School fees ate all salary
But that was fine
Unfortunately he failed to realize
Going to school was just not enough
He needed books
But had empty pocket
His brother learned nothing
His dream was still as far as it was few years ago…
Money went, dream still a dream
Brother’s life became like his
Nothing went correct and nobody helped
They lived as they could
Few years later
He fell ill
Was helpless and life incomplete..
Alas… he died…unhappy, unsatisfied with life,
But his dream didn’t
It is still alive.. in eyes of many such brothers
Who need you
They cannot do it on their own
Help them in any way you can
Take a step. Go. They are waiting…

Text message inspiration :P

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